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SHINWELL: Dr. Watson. You were the best friend Sherlock Holmes ever had.

Holmes!

SHINWELL: Three men

went over the waterfall.

Yourself, Sherlock Holmes and the man we'd been chasing.

WATSON: James Moriarty.

SHINWELL: You've had a knock on the head.

A traumatic brain injury.

Sherlock Holmes funded a clinic for you to run.

I remember things about him.

Him, James Moriarty? I see his hands.

His fingers are fused.

Almost like they make the shape...

of an M.

An archvillain named Moriarty

whose hands make the shape of an M?

That sounds fictional.

Professor Moriarty has a task for you.

You are to empty the bottle of tamsulosin

and replace it with these pills.

(crowd laughing)

Let's give it up for Rob Doherty, everybody.

(cheering, applause)

Glad you like the show tonight.

That's Rob Doherty's mom... STAGEHAND: Molly?

You're up next. Uh...

I thought I had more time.

The other guy bailed. Don't tell me you're bailing, too.

All right, uh, we have a really funny

lady coming out now, our next comic. Okay.

Give it up for Molly Jones.

Get on out here, Molly.

Hi. Thank you (applause)

for, like, the very warm welcome.

Thankfully, judging from the last act,

you guys will literally laugh at anything.

Great. Um, quick question.

Who here has anxiety?

Great. Cool.

Do you have drugs?

Because I kind of lost mine backstage.

Whatever, they say laughter's the best medicine.

But don't lay it on too thick, because Big Pharma

will shut this place down.

Um, so, my mom

used to, um...

say, uh...

Sorry, could I get a little water up here, maybe?

So...

my mom used to say

to me, um,

(echoing): "Do you know why you'll never make it as a comedian?"

(crowd exclaiming)

Call 911.

WATSON: Since the brain injury, my symptoms include

increased insomnia, elevated heart rate.

Migraine with aura.

Speech is clear, as is auditory comprehension.

Reading is jumbled, though.

Transient aphasia marks a shift in migraine pattern.

My TBI symptoms shouldn't be getting worse.

You playing "diagnose

the mystery head"? Archibald.

I call him

Archibald.

Looks more like a

Steven.

Where is he?

In his office. In his office.

So, we're diagnosing Harry while we wait?

Steven. Archibald.

Loeys-Dietz syndrome?

No cleft palate, no hypertelorism.

Supposed to be a collaborative exercise.

Maybe suggest something?

(short chuckle) Watson said

it's a collaborative exercise.

He meant it's a competition.

Competition for what?

Glory. Vindication.

I don't know.

I keep my theories to myself.

And by "glory and vindication,"

you mean Watson's approval.

Mm, don't diagnose us. Diagnose the head.

What are you up to, guv?

You know what, uh, Shinwell? I just hadn't

played with this thing in a while.

It works.

Uh-huh.

So, here's you,

surveying the landscape, as one does,

and suddenly, you happen

to catch a glimpse of your ex-wife.

Mary is not my ex yet.

I'll be sure to pass that along to her divorce lawyer, guv.

Mary and I used to meet there in the mornings for coffee.

I was just wondering if she's meeting

with Devin Chaplin there now.

Gummi.

I believe there's a word for observing a couple

via telescope in a clandestine fashion. No, no,

I'm not spying, Shinwell.

Okay? I just...

I-I haven't seen them together yet,

and I just want to confirm my theory.

Confirm via means of...

(chuckles) Okay, yes.

Spying. Spying.

Once I know I'm right...

I'll be able to let it go.

(high-pitched ringing)

Guv? No, no, I'm good, I'm good, just...

...adjusting to my TBI medication, that's all.

Speaking of which...

Got a new prescription.

I need you to start on that today.

There's a young woman in reception.

Seems she took a knock on the head

and she's not happy with her doctors.

Yeah, we don't take walk-ins.

I know. There's one thing

about this particular young lady.

You've got red hair.

I hope you're not the one the nurses call a genius.

John Watson. I'm a clinical geneticist and an internist.

Molly Jones. Comedian and data entry specialist.

Mind if I see your hair?

Yeah. Got five staples under there.

It's not exactly pretty.

You don't color it. Good.

Yes.

I'll see you.

You just have to join the Redheaded League.

(laughs softly) Are you an actual doctor?

Redheaded League?

It's the name for

a long-term study. Okay.

Ever feel like a dentist

is purposely withholding pain medication

from you? The gene variance

responsible for your red hair--

it also makes you require more anesthesia.

Okay.

So, this study, what is it--

punch me in the face and give me an aspirin?

That's funny.

You know, saying "that's funny" isn't the same thing

as actually laughing. You better be worth it.

So, what's your favorite joke?

You ever go to parties, Dr. Watson?

If I'm dragged.

So, do you like when a person at a party asks you

to examine the rash on their elbow?

So, why'd you come down to the clinic?

Um, my doctors kept shrugging.

They said that maybe I have epilepsy,

that I should probably talk to a neurologist

(high-pitched ringing) (fading, echoing): when I can get an appointment,

(regular volume): in, like, seven months.

(grunts softly)

Based on the...

incident you describe,

I do think working you up

on a seizure disorder is indicated.

Yeah, I mean, it's the easy answer.

It's a great way to shoo off the chronically underinsured.

That's not something I'd do.

I don't know, Doc.

Maybe I'm here because I'm scared.

Maybe I'm tired of people telling me I have epilepsy.

I mean, neither of my parents had it.

Well, that's not dispositive.

Only about one third of the epilepsy cases

are inherited.

(high-pitched ringing)

You okay? Yeah, no, I'm fine. I'm fine.

So, you said that neither of your parents had the disorder.

Are they deceased?

May I ask how?

My father died in a car accident

and my mom had cancer.

(heart beating)

What, is something wrong with my heart?

(high-pitched ringing)

Do you want to hear that joke?

So, my mom once said to me,

"You know why you'll never make it as a comedian?"

Why not?

Dr. Watson?

Dr. Watson?

(whimpers) Help!

♪

SASHA: Dr. Watson, stay with us. ADAM: Stay with us, Watson.

Can you tell us where you are?

He's losing consciousness.

We're almost there, Doctor.

MAN: The scans are negative for an intracranial bleed.

You took a hell of a hit.

Do you remember it?

Some.

Starting to come back to me.

What did you hear?

Just that you fell.

(line ringing)

Hello? WATSON: Molly. It's Dr. Watson.

I need to see you.

There's killing with a joke

and then there's whatever that was.

You didn't let me get to the punch line.

I'm all ears.

And swollen brain tissue.

You should be resting. So, what'd you tell people?

When I fell, what did you... what'd you say?

I said you fell.

"Fell" or "collapsed"?

Why? It's good news.

I'm taking you on as a patient

at the clinic. We have four

other specialists, no wait times.

We even have a robot we call Clyde.

Mm. Now I'm waiting for the punch line.

If anybody asks you what happened-- and they will ask--

you tell them that I spilled some water and I slipped on it.

So, what's your story--

are you an addict or something?

I have a traumatic brain injury.

I-I was there.

That was my second traumatic brain injury. So you're just

collecting the whole set?

Yeah, three more and I get a free car wash.

Puddles.

Very underrated hazard.

Yes, they are.

Watson.

How are you? I slipped,

took a knock on the head, we move on.

I need to get another CT,

MRI, plus an EEG.

Ingrid's your neurologist. I'm sure she's all over it.

The tests aren't for me. They're for

our patient, Molly Jones.

A new patient. Now?

I don't understand. She has epilepsy.

Where's the case?

She might have epilepsy.

You and your brother are now on family history detail.

I'm pretty sure, during her initial visit,

Molly lied about how her mother died.

How did... How'd I know this?

Stethoscope. Heart rate. General intuition.

But if we're gonna find out what's wrong with Molly Jones,

we need to know if the fall caused the seizure

or if the seizure caused the fall.

We'll never get a full picture

until we have an accurate family history.

Watson.

Do you need anything?

Thank you, Dr. Lubbock,

but the only thing I need is for you to tell me

what's wrong with Molly Jones.

Holmes?

MARY (muffled, echoing): John. John. John.

(clearly): John. Are you okay? How are you?

Well, I'm not gonna sue.

Water on the floor, doctor falls.

Could be quite the lawsuit.

Um, I'm treating a comedian.

Apparently a sense of humor is not contagious.

Who's gonna check on you tonight?

You have a concussion.

Someone needs to wake you up to check on you.

You can stay at the house. I'll make up the guest room.

I got a cut.

Scans were negative. At least

let me order you home care.

I've got Shinwell.

He can always scare off any type of complication.

(phone chimes, vibrates)

(chimes, vibrates)

(typing)

We're not to be ignored.

We're not to be summoned.

What am I doing to the man?

These pills.

(pills rattle)

I looked up the ones you had me swap out.

Watson was prescribing himself tamsulosin.

0.4 milligrams to help with nightmares.

Now, what am I giving him instead?

If you want Watson dead so much,

why don't you just get on with it?!

And Moriarty's got people for that.

Why does it have to be me?!

This need for information--

it's unhealthy, Shinwell.

Banish all thoughts

of why and wherefore.

An order arrives,

an order is executed.

(sighs)

How is Dr. Watson?

His mood is erratic.

Whatever it is you're giving him,

it's doing a number on the man.

And today's collapse?

Watson says he slipped.

(chuckling) Yeah.

I don't think anyone believes him.

Continue on the current course.

And do not ignore an outreach again.

ADAM: Are you seeing this with Molly?

I am a conscientious objector in the Molly Jones

Family History Project. I'm hoping that

once the new EEG results come in

Watson will lose interest in

whatever this is.

ADAM: This is the first picture I can find of her.

She must be, what, like, 17?

It's like her whole life came online at once.

So, her parents kept her off social media?

What parents?

Her chart lists their names as Bradley and Nancy Jones,

but I can't find anything online

that matches up when and where she grew up.

Maybe the whole family was offline. She says

her father died in a car accident in 2006.

There's no Bradley Jones that died

in a wreck in Allegheny County

that year. There's no obituary for a Nancy Jones.

It's like they're made up.

Oh, um...

Lauren's firm just recruited a new attorney.

She just moved here from Minneapolis and she

knows no one. So?

So, we were thinking that you come over to dinner on Thursday.

We invite Allison, too...

No. In every way "no" can be conceived, no.

Lauren says she's very attractive.

So, my ex-fiancée,

currently in residence with my identical twin,

has taken an interest in my love life,

and then we just... eat dinner?

There are cannibal movies

that end less gruesomely than that.

Where are you going? Did we learn something?

You waved your hands around to simulate the act of thinking.

I thought.

That's our process.

INGRID: I spearheaded four clinical trials

focused on developing new treatment

for chronic tetraplegia.

I brought the idea of pursuing

this Spinal Signal Project to UHOP after its success overseas.

I am on the younger side, but...

great projects are driven by great passion.

(chuckles softly)

Being young never stopped Walter Kohn of Carnegie Mellon.

Walter Kohn. Nobel Prize in chemistry, 1998.

If you're pandering to CMU grads,

you must be appealing to Cianfrani.

Trying to get into the Spinal Signal Project?

Trying to run it.

Fifteen paralyzed patients

receiving spinal cord implants.

AI rerouting the signal around the damaged tissue.

Sexy stuff. Good luck.

It won't interfere with my work here. Speaking of.

One.

Two. Three. What are you doing?

Well, you're my neurologist. I hit my head.

I figured you'd be hounding me for a follow-up.

This is my neuro exam.

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. We'll get to that.

I really can't count if you keep interrupting me.

Thirteen, 14, 15... I want to know what happened yesterday.

You obviously collapsed.

You sustained a second TBI on top of the one you already had.

You know how dangerous it is

to start stacking brain injuries.

So, why are you lying?

What makes you think I'm lying?

You do.

You've been training us to spot lies for months now.

(knocking) Watson.

I can tell you exactly what happened to Molly's mother.

It was observed that Molly Jones had virtually no history.

Why the passive voice, man? I observed it.

It was observed that Molly Jones had virtually no history

before she turned 17.

I asked the admitting nurse what happened

when she ran Molly's license.

"The nurse was asked what happened."

There are duplicate charts. "The charts were duplicated."

One belongs to Molly Jones.

The other belongs to Linda Mancini.

Why did she change her name?

Linda Mancini. It sounds familiar.

I'm not surprised.

If you paid attention to the news circa 2002,

most people knew the name Mancini.

That is Molly Jones' mother.

She's been in prison for 23 years

for drowning her son and daughter.

Her own kids?

Molly was the only survivor.

You wanted a family history?

I got you a family history.

(monitors beeping steadily)

What's with the look?

I'm assessing my patient.

No, you have weird sympathy eyes.

Weird sympathy eyes? They usually go with

phrases like, "Sorry, Ms. Jones.

The job went to another candidate."

Or, "It's not you, Molly. It's me."

Weird sympathy eyes.

It means you don't want to hurt me

but you're gonna have to anyway.

I'm here to discuss your family history.

We did that.

Your real family history.

I don't... That's not my history. My name's Molly Jones.

Molly, you can escape your family,

but you can't escape your genes.

I hardly recognize or remember that woman

and I... I just want to go. I just want... Okay, Molly, listen, no,

I don't want to do this right now. I understand, Molly, but

an accurate history is the foundation of what I do.

Okay.

So, maybe I can speak to your father? Gone.

Twelve years of blackout drinking.

And cirrhosis of the liver.

I don't feel good.

I don't feel good.

Molly.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

I need some help! Patient is seizing!

Give me three three migs Lorazepam!

She's already on levetiracetam,

Dr. Watson.

WATSON: Molly Jones may

look like she's having a seizure,

but there's no epileptic activity on her EEG.

She doesn't have epilepsy.

What does she have?

Psychogenic seizures.

Not actually a thing. That's like

saying "a non-heart heart attack."

There's no abnormal brain activity.

They're not epileptiform.

Thyroid function tests? She's had

persistent tachycardia. WATSON: Very good.

Dr. Derian, you supervise the tests.

Dr. Lubbock, as of this moment,

you are now the official Molly whisperer.

Uh, what does that mean and why is it me?

Clearly, these incidents are triggered

by distress. You're kind.

Your presence is soothing.

That would make you the Molly whisperer.

I'm kind. No. You're nice.

The Crofts and I will be on family history detail.

How? She doesn't want to talk about it.

We're not talking to Molly.

We're talking to her only living relative.

Felicia Mancini?

The child murderer? Find me another relative

before tomorrow, I'll spare you a prison visit.

Dr. Lubbock. You have had your left hand

in the same spot this entire meeting.

Oh, my God! Why didn't you tell us?

(Adam laughs)

(voices become muffled)

SASHA (clearly): I'm sorry, y'all, it's just been crazy

today. There hasn't been much time.

ADAM: Congratulations.

We should celebrate, get the whole story.

That is what people do.

You know? Meet up after work.

Oh, thank you. That is so sweet.

Um... but, you know, I've got some...

got some planning to do the next couple of nights.

But we should do it sometime soon.

Did anyone expect more

humble bragging?

SHINWELL: You thinking about him?

Those are Moriarty's hands.

Guv, I can't be a friend to you if you won't talk to me.

Look, you asked me to go to Mary

if things got too bad for you,

to tell her that it wasn't safe for you

to be a doctor anymore.

Well, if that means you never say anything to me,

no offense, Guv, I bleeding resign.

All right, they've been on my mind, Shinwell.

Holmes and Moriarty.

It's like I see 'em everywhere.

I don't know, maybe it's the second TBI,

the drugs.

Things have been getting weird.

Weird. W...

What's that mean?

Means I need to get some sleep.

Did you two read up on Felicia Mancini

last night? STEPHENS: No more than necessary.

She murdered her toddlers.

She's also not our patient.

She told the police a strange story.

The way Felicia tells it, she was

playing with her kids while they took a bath.

She said, "I'm gonna eat you up."

The kids took it literally,

which can happen before kids develop an understanding

for speech idioms.

The twins started crying.

And a minute or so later,

they were dead in the bathwater.

Those kids were too old for SIDS.

Strange story. No cop would ever believe it.

It's almost like she wasn't in her right mind.

(phone whooshes)

(phone chimes)

Why do you keep texting me?

I'm sending you pictures of Allison Moore.

Please stop. And she could be (phone whooshes)

Princess Grace of Monaco, (phone chimes)

I wouldn't be interested.

Princess Grace of Monaco?

Just quit trying to set me up, please.

I'm seeing somebody.

Seriously? Seriously?

ADAM: That's great. You should bring her.

Or him.

Or them?

(buzzer sounding)

(indistinct chatter)

WATSON: Have either of you two ever seen the inside of a prison?

ADAM: Has anyone on the team?

WATSON: None of you have seen the inside of a prison,

but nobody needs to see the inside of a prison

more than you two.

I love it when you talk in riddles.

That wasn't a riddle.

(keys jangling) (cuffs clinking)

Dr. Watson?

Ms. Mancini.

Please... tell me my daughter's okay.

Uh, the COs didn't have any details.

What's wrong?

You're staring.

Your daughter is under our care

and she's stable.

But five seconds ago,

I would have said I don't know what's wrong with her.

But now I think I do. What?

What? What happened five seconds ago?

I looked at you.

You can tell what's wrong with Linda

just by looking at me? I can.

And I'll tell you something else.

The story that you told the police

about what happened to your twins--

I believe it's true.

I don't think you killed your kids.

The entire world believes I killed my babies.

My own daughter believes it.

You don't.

How?

Why?

Your eyes, your nose,

and your ears.

You have a depressed nasal bridge,

thin vermillion of your upper lip,

and low-set ears.

Combine all of that with the circumstances your family

is surrounded by and...

I infer that the Mancinis have a mutation

in your CACNA1C gene.

You think she has long QT syndrome.

Someone's been doing their homework.

Long QT syndrome affects the heart's rhythm.

It can cause arrhythmic syncope. That is often mistaken

for fainting spells, seizures.

Those episodes, left untreated, can degenerate to V-fib

and that, in turn,

can cause sudden death in adults.

And children.

Alarm clock kids.

Startle them and...

The mutation can have

degrees of penetrance.

Your long QT syndrome must have been

less significant than Molly's, and hers

must be less than the version your twins had.

Your son and your daughter

were literally capable of being scared to death.

(sobbing)

Linda has this thing, too?

I know her as Molly, but yes.

I-I wrote...

her letters.

Every month s-since I've been in here.

They came back "return to sender"

for a while, and after that I didn't have

an address for her.

But I wrote them anyway.

Would you give them to her?

Of course.

Thank you.

I told you I think you're innocent.

Now we got to prove it.

Felicia Mancini and Molly Jones, born Linda Mancini.

Mother and daughter, each carrying a mutation

for the CACNA1C gene,

responsible for

long QT syndrome type 8.

Molly has been spot-treating her anxiety

with beta blockers.

That's how she made it this far without a serious incident.

Molly whisperer.

How's she doing?

Stable. She was resting when I got

your text to come back here. Okay, good.

Give her a regular dose of propranolol

and we'll see how the symptoms respond.

Also, give her

a cardiac MRI, stress EKG-- the whole

cardiac workup. She'll need surgery to implant

a cardioverter-defibrillator. And you can

soothe her with your engagement stories.

You know, the ones that you don't

tell us. We've been busy.

I'm sure you have.

What about our second patient?

How do you treat a patient with no symptoms?

WATSON: No symptoms?

Felicia Mancini suffers from an acute case

of unjust incarceration.

The treatment

is exoneration.

"The treatment is exoneration."

Those are four words in English.

I'm just not sure they mean anything in that combination.

What do you think happens

if we turn this case over to a lawyer

who knows nothing about genetics?

We believe Felicia's innocent.

We have the expertise to prove it.

That makes it our jobs.

Are these police reports?

Police reports, court documents.

Everything I could get from my people at Scotland Yard.

Do you want us to review this stuff, too?

WATSON: Those are letters

from Felicia to her daughter.

Once Molly is stable,

we'll tell her the truth and give her that box.

Okay. Bury yourselves

in Felicia's case.

Find a handhold.

And treat your patient.

Question.

Yes, Dr. Derian?

(high-pitched ringing) Watson?

You guys know what to do.

Report your findings.

SASHA: Watson's not okay.

His concussion's clearly worse than he's letting on.

He's barely holding it together. STEPHENS: It's almost like doctors

make the worst patients. He's increasing his odds

of developing post-concussion syndrome.

And he's at risk of making

a serious error with a patient.

He's a potential danger to himself and others right now.

STEPHENS: If he's unfit to work,

one of us has

the authority to send him home.

Some might say one of us has the duty to send him home.

ADAM: Ingrid.

Talking about you over here.

(chuckles softly)

INGRID: How big are a two-year-old's lungs?

Alveolarization is complete by then.

Something like 170 grams, all in.

How much water do you think would fit

into a pair of lungs that size?

You need to go home. You obviously haven't

been disclosing all your symptoms.

You shouldn't be here.

Ask Molly Jones if she thinks that.

Then ask Felicia Mancini if she...

You're a patient, too.

And you're refusing to get treated.

I'm gonna find out what happened when you collapsed.

You realize that, don't you?

There was a witness.

Molly Jones has long QT syndrome.

You can't interrogate her.

If you're here when I'm back from lunch,

I'll report my findings to the medical director.

Security can escort you from the building.

You can read up on Felicia Mancini while you're home.

I circled the good stuff.

♪ ♪

Invite him along, and the trip's ruined... Good afternoon, ladies.

John.

Are you okay?

Devin Chaplin.

Executive director of human resources.

It's good to see you again.

How long have you guys been eating lunch together?

Is it often? BOTH: Uh...

Sometimes. Not usually.

No? 'Cause it's a pretty sizable hospital.

What, about two dozen departments in all?

And how long have you been here, hmm? Um...

That's nice.

I just had my one-year anniversary.

(laughing): Got it, the one year.

Just long enough to know which side of the bagel

each one likes.

I'm sorry, I don't recall

giving you this spot in the divorce.

(chuckles): Oh, but wait.

We haven't actually been divorced yet, now have we?

And, Devin, can you please remind me again

what is the policy

about disclosing workplace romances?

John Watson.

(fading, echoing): What do you want?

(high-pitched ringing)

(clearly): I'm sorry, I just...

I shouldn't be here.

So, um...

I'm sorry.

SHINWELL: Sorry. I was

in the canteen when your text come through.

Oi.

You all right?

I saw him, Shinwell.

Holmes.

Saw him the other night.

Sherlock Holmes.

He's dead.

Saw Moriarty, too.

His hands-- they're everywhere I look.

The way I think, the way I feel.

It's like there's a poison inside me.

It shouldn't be happening.

Thought I had years, Shinwell.

Months, at least.

Just too fast.

Let's get you home.

Come on.

So, I'm staying with you tonight.

At least tonight.

Did you let her in here?

STILLWELL: No.

She must have slipped in while you were upstairs.

What are these?

Why do you have letters from my mother?

What are you doing in here, Molly?

I came in here for an update.

The door was open but nobody was in here.

Saw a pile of letters with my name on them.

What is this, Dr. Watson?

I believe you have

a very dangerous mutation

to your CACNA1C gene.

Your brother and your sister had it, too.

You all got it from your mother.

If you're too agitated, if you're startled,

you can trigger a cardiac event.

Is that what happened to Brett and Serena, too?

Is my mom innocent?

Think we should have that conversation

once you're stable.

She's been in prison for 23 years,

I haven't answered a single one of her letters,

and you're telling me she didn't do it?

Molly, have you had your beta blockers today?

She's been there this entire time.

My mom.

Molly... I left her there

to carry it by herself.

I left her in prison.

Molly, Molly, take... Hold on, hold on, take deep breaths.

(coughs) Please...

Molly. (grunting)

Molly.

Get the code cart.

Patient presented asystolic, no pulse.

EPI was administered.

We're now going to implant a cardioverter-defibrillator.

(monitor beeping steadily)

(high-pitched ringing)

MARY: John. John.

The surgery's over, John. They installed

the ICD in her heart. She's stable.

You saved her life.

But you still need to go home.

What happened earlier...

You're a doctor on my staff,

and you clearly weren't yourself.

I have to document this.

My report goes into your HR file.

If that stack of paper gets too tall,

this won't be sustainable, John.

Ready for some sleep, guv?

Every time I take on a case, I know it could be my last one.

These symptoms, they're...

they're gonna take my career.

Gonna take my memory.

You're gonna call me John Watson

and I won't even know who that is.

I can't abandon these patients in the middle of a case.

They need me.

I need them.

I cannot see where you're abandoning anyone.

Hey?

Molly Jones knows what's wrong with her,

and she knows how to manage it.

I'm not thinking about Molly.

I'm thinking about Felicia.

Perverse though it may be,

she ain't going nowhere.

When you're ready to work,

she'll be right there where you left her.

Huh?

Here.

Thank you, Shinwell.

For being here for me.

Where else would I be?

(grunts)

(sighs)

Oh.

(phone rings)

NURSE: Everett Assisted Living.

Dr. Conrad Tran.

Yes? You were the

Allegheny County Coroner for almost 20 years.

You did the autopsy on Felicia Mancini's twins.

What do you want?

It's your lucky day.

Today, you get a chance to right

your greatest wrong. (beep)

(car door closes)

Business with Dr. Morstan?

It's for his own good.

Watson told me to do this.

He told me to go see Mary.

You're familiar with a man named Sebastian Moran?

(sighs)

Moriarty's hatchet.

He has a cottage in Wellington Mews,

directly adjacent to the one occupied

by William and Nancy Evans. (sighs)

I see you remember Bakewell,

and Mr. and Mrs. Evans.

I gather they were quite kind to you.

Kinder than my own parents.

A single word from me or our employer...

...and Sebastian Moran will call on the Evans family.

I promise you,

a hatchet would be the kindest option

available to them on that day.

One last thing.

You can swap these pills in

for the ones you've been replacing.

Tamsulosin.

0.4 milligrams,

just as the man's been prescribing.

Dr. Watson should be feeling himself again soon.

Morning.

Morning.

Are you happy?

I beg your pardon?

You don't have to give us details.

It's your private life.

I hope it was everything you wanted.

I hope that you're happy.

I'm happy.

MAN: Excuse me.

This is from Dr. Watson.

I'm supposed to tell you it's important.

Oh.

Thank you so much.

TRAN: My name is Conrad Tran.

Twenty-three years ago,

I performed an autopsy on twin children

born to Felicia Mancini and her husband.

The conclusion at the crime scene was obvious:

Felicia Mancini

drowned her own children.

But my findings didn't support that.

The children had very little water

in their lungs.

I succumbed to the pressure.

I wrote a false finding.

I lied.

I wrote a false finding

under the entries of lung weight,

one that supported

the conclusion of drowning.

We knew so little of genetic medicine.

♪ I chased the waterfalls ♪

♪ I was the leaving kind ♪

♪ I never wasted time ♪

♪ You walked to watch my call ♪

♪ You saw the warning signs, didn't mean... ♪

Shooting my shot here.

Dinner's still on.

No Allison, but you bring this mysterious paramour.

We'd love to meet her.

Still a cannibal movie? (chuckles softly)

You're gnawing on my liver.

You are kind.

I mean, you're nice, too, but you're also kind.

You build these worlds in your head, though.

You create a universe where you can never do anything wrong,

even when you're living with your brother's ex-fiancée.

You asked for my permission,

and I said yes.

What else could I say?

Doesn't mean that I'm okay with it.

Doesn't mean that I'm ready to see you together.

TRAN: There was no credible

explanation for how the children died.

I'm grateful to Dr. John Watson

for explaining to me what really happened.

To Felicia Mancini and her surviving child...

...I have no words.

Only the truth,

late though it may be.

I wish you peace and happiness

with your remaining days.

♪ Whatever we're going through... ♪

ZACH: Hey.

Hey, uh.

Sorry.

I-I did laundry.

I didn't mean to snoop. I...

I did laundry and I found it.

I ruined the surprise.

It's okay, babe.

(laughs)

Soon.

I promise, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Morning, Dr. Derian.

Watson. Nice to have you back.

Thank you.

For circling the lung weight

on the medical report.

They were heavier than the lungs

of a two-year-old could possibly be.

Even ones filled with water.

Did Dr. Tran record that statement after you showed him?

Lay it all out in front of him, and it's hard to deny.

Better to make a statement and get ahead of everything.

And Felicia? D.A. has the statement.

The results of the genetic testing

on Molly and Felicia.

It's gonna take some time,

but I'm confident she'll be freed.

Ingrid.

You did a good thing.

The Spinal Signal Project.

I heard they turned you down.

Cianfrani and I,

we graduated from CMU the same year.

I could talk to him.

I think you'd be an asset.

Is this a thank you for helping with Felicia

or a bribe so that I don't find out what happened when you fell?

That's water under the bridge, Ingrid.

I'm doing much better now.

I'm happy to put in a good word.

If you still need to dig around last week's business...

...follow your conscience, I suppose.

MOLLY: Dr. Watson.

Hi.

They're discharging me today.

I think I'm ready to see her.

I concur.

Yeah, well, I'm not letting you off that easy.

I want my doctor there.

I'm an alarm clock kid.

(door buzzes in distance)

(indistinct conversations)

You okay?

Mm...

I'm about to see my mother

for the first time in 23 years,

So, no, I'm not okay at all.

And I kind of want to hold your hand.

I understand.

(door buzzes, lock clicks)

Hi! Hi. (gasps)

(both crying)

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