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♪ ♪

YOUNG VOICE: To my classmates, faculty,

and to our distinguished guests,

my name is Taryn Quintyne.

It is my honor to represent

the class of 2016

as our valedictorian.

As your valedictorian.

(coughs)

Over the past four years,

we made lifelong friends.

We fell for our first boyfriend,

our second boyfriend...

hey, maybe even our third boyfriend.

Excuse me.

Most of you know about my challenge... (coughing)

(clears throat) I call it

"the bully." (coughing)

Taryn, one to ten, how bad is it?

Not today, please, not today!

(coughing) Be honest with me, baby.

One to ten?

I'm calling, I'm calling.

(coughing)

♪ ♪

♪

DOCTOR: They can cure sickle cell now.

What a world.

The disease has been around forever, I guess.

Someone figures out how to slice up DNA strands,

change it and boom: Cure.

We live in amazing times.

Who are they curing, exactly?

There are two versions on the market.

One costs $3 million.

The other's a bargain at two.

Insurance covers exactly none of it.

These things take time.

They shouldn't, but they do.

I'll let your hematologist know you're back again.

We'll get you admitted.

Get you a blood transfusion and send you home

with some pain control.

Hmm.

Usual drill. Usual drill.

NURSE (over P.A.): Code Blue in Room 3422.

Code Blue in Room 3422.

Th...

The...

SASHA: "The man with the glowing chest"?

Is that a metaphor?

Riddle, metaphor.

Expression of Watson's unchecked vanity.

I could puzzle it out,

but that's exactly what Watson wants.

(text sends)

You want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Honey, we've all written rage emails.

SASHA: You hitting send on that?

INGRID: I'm lead neurologist

on this Spinal Signal Project.

We're vetting candidates for the surgery,

and the chairman keeps rejecting my suggestions.

I'm lead neurologist.

Is that an official title, or are you just

the only neurologist?

These people are going to have.

AI implants in their brain and spinal cords.

We're going to help paralyzed people walk again.

The trial needs young candidates.

Oh, wow. Are you gonna yell your way to get what you want?

I'm not yelling.

I'm typing.

(banging on keyboard)

(phone chimes)

We live in amazing times.

I mean, a divorced schmuck in Pittsburgh

can sink a few grand into gene-editing equipment,

and boom: Glowing chest.

Yes, yes, you did it, Hobie.

I'm not sure why you did it,

or even if it's safe, but you did it.

What do you mean you don't know why?

(phone chimes) Glowing chest!

(laughs) Ah, see, that's the thing, Hobie,

I've never once looked at my chest

and said, "I wish that thing could glow."

Well, yeah, why would you?

I mean, your pecs are glorious.

You're, like, in the top one percent of chests worldwide.

Ah, stop.

Guys like me?

We need a little shine.

Right? Yeah, well, you're shining.

You have to admit it's a cool idea.

That's why you answered my emails in the first place.

No, I recall emailing you back to advise you

against hacking your own genome.

So I just come to make sure you're okay and... (phone chimes)

track the side effects of amateur biohacking.

I... yeah, wouldn't say "amateur."

I'm sorry, my colleagues are having trouble

with the concept. You mind if I take a picture?

No, no, no, go ahead.

You don't even need a flash. All right.

ADAM: That is a glowing chest.

I have so many questions.

Someone's been messing with CRISPR.

I've seen frogs engineered with firefly genes.

But I have never seen that.

One man's tool to correct

genetic mutations is another man's tool...

Look at them.

Mm. Look at us why?

'Cause it's obvious what you're thinking.

What are we thinking?

INGRID: If that guy can get

his chest to glow, can he also...?

We can make a glowing penis.

We have the technology.

I'll alert the Nobel Committee.

(chuckles)

Well, anyway, you're the same as last week.

Everything's fine.

Yeah, I'm more than fine.

I'm glowing.

You're glowing. (Laughs)

My guy. (Phone chimes)

MARY: Her name is Taryn Quintyne.

She's been admitted to UHOP

five times in the past few months.

At 26?

Oh, sickle cell.

I got it.

She lives in more or less constant pain,

and she knows there's a cure out there

that no one will let her have.

Well, I could fix her in a single day.

I'm serious.

Look, sickle cell's genetic.

The breakthrough happened when they developed CRISPR.

You can edit your own genome now.

It's a tool, these drug companies

just patented one way to use it.

So, yes, I could fix her in a single day.

Of course, I'd have to skip the clinical trials,

go around the FDA,

and then I'd be arrested, but I could fix her.

John, join me back on Earth.

This woman had a stroke in our ER today.

They were slammed, and it was 20 minutes before they found her.

Taryn Quintyne suffered alone for 20 minutes in my hospital.

I want to help her.

There's a clinical trial coming together.

An alternate version of the sickle cell cure.

I want to try to get Taryn into it,

but with her symptoms right now...

she's in rough shape. They'd never take her.

So figure out why the sickle cell is worsening so rapidly,

stabilize her so she can be eligible for the trial.

Right, I got you.

"I got you"?

That's it?

I mean, should there be more?

You're being very cooperative.

Is that a problem? Not a problem.

Weird, maybe a little suspicious,

but not a problem.

Okay, well...

I got you.

TARYN: Who is that?

Are you my doctor?

WATSON: Are you having trouble seeing, Taryn?

Everything is blurry.

I hit the call button, and no one came.

Okay, I'm here now, I'm here now.

I need you to stay very still.

I'm gonna shine a light into your eyes, okay?

What is wrong with me? Am I going blind?

Just give me one second.

Your eyes are bleeding from the inside.

♪ ♪

You want to put a needle in my eyeball?

Take this thing off me, please. Okay.

The injections will help you with...

I have spoken to four different people

since I was admitted.

Who is my doctor

and what is my treatment plan?

I'm so sorry, Taryn.

I didn't take the time to introduce myself.

My name is John Watson and I am your doctor.

Myself and a team of four specialists,

we're gonna take you on as a patient at our clinic.

You're in good hands.

Now, my immediate plan...

with your permission, of course...

will be to give you an anti-vascular

endothelial growth factor injection,

which should help stabilize your vision.

You're gonna feel pressure from a needle,

but it's not gonna hurt.

Okay.

All right.

Eye hemorrhaging isn't a common side effect

of a sickle cell episode.

Was this your first time?

(grunts) My first stroke, too.

The attacks have been getting worse all year.

Well, your stroke seemed to be relatively mild,

but considering your age,

the long-term trends are very concerning.

Well, I have a journal in my bag.

Everything that's happened,

it's all in there.

Doctors' names, dates seen...

prescriptions. You're very organized.

I'm a software engineer.

Got to keep the code stacks tidy.

But data,

that's how I fight the bully.

And a lot of good it's doing me.

"The bully."

It's a good name for sickle cell.

Kicks you while you're down. But I'll tell you what.

We're gonna help you punch back.

But first...

I need to help you see again.

And I will tell you one thing that I know for sure:

There's a cure for sickle cell.

You definitely shouldn't be suffering like this.

According to this journal, Taryn Quintyne has been

hospitalized five times in three months.

I'm sorry, that is too many times,

even for a sickle cell patient.

She is 26 years old.

Her symptoms are presenting as sickle cell,

but maybe that's a misdiagnosis.

If hers was picked up on a newborn screening,

methods back then were prehistoric.

This could be hemoglobin SC disease or...

She has sickle cell.

Taryn Quintyne has sickle cell disease.

In fact, let me help.

This is a rare case where an exclamation point is necessary.

I looked up her peripheral smear today in the lab,

and she has sickle cell.

INGRID: Okay, so

opioids, fluids...

The mystery here isn't what's wrong with Taryn Quintyne.

No, the mystery is, why do we live in a world

that could cure her, but won't?

STEPHENS: Because...

we do?

WATSON: And what do we do about that?

Aside from the obvious answer.

There's an obvious answer?

Of course there is. We have CRISPR.

We can easily replicate a cure

with a day of focused work.

Honestly, we could beat it.

Sorry. Science cured sickle cell disease,

and you are unimpressed?

Well, the science is impressive,

but that's neither here nor there.

We can't duplicate the cure because, of course,

that would be "illegal."

I don't think you need air quotes for that.

WATSON: We can proceed

on three fronts.

Make sure there's nothing else wrong with Taryn

that's causing the escalation of her symptoms.

Twins, you two supervise a high performance

liquid chromatography test.

Monitor Taryn's recovery from this crisis.

Decrease the frequency of the episodes

so she's eligible for clinical trials.

Dr. Derian, Dr. Lubbock, that's on you.

You can also look through her journal

for more clues while you're at it.

INGRID: You held up two fingers.

You said we'd proceed on three fronts.

You held up two fingers.

There's a cure for sickle cell.

The science is mediocre,

the cost is $3 million out of pocket,

and it's the property of a lawyered-up monolith,

but it does exist.

Our patient will have it.

SASHA: Taryn can see.

The anti-VEGF injections worked.

Hydromorphone's helping with the pain.

She's on her way to some relief.

Anything in her journal?

She's getting worse. More symptoms, more often.

The time between

each crisis keeps shrinking.

How would you do this?

I want this patient

admitted to my spinal project.

The chairman has dismissed two of my candidates.

You're ruthless. How would you get this one in?

I beg your pardon?

I am not ruthless.

Did you work group projects in med school?

Mm. Okay, when you were on one,

and you didn't like how it was going, what'd you do?

Took on all the work.

Offered to write up the project

so I could throw out any bad ideas.

Made sure the professors

knew who did everything.

I mean, you can't come out and say that, obviously,

but there are ways.

You would beat up a baby

if it stood in between you and an "A."

Babies can't stand.

What do I do here?

Teach me your sinister ways.

(chuckles)

All right.

"Gigi Grigoryan."

Who is she?

Someone I want in the trial.

You need to tell a story.

Why should it be Gigi?

Make a case, pull some heartstrings,

drop a hint as to what could possibly happen

if the trial excludes

deserving young candidates like her.

You ruthless bitch.

You have to be subtle.

It's not a threat.

You're just... voicing concern.

SHINWELL: You're quiet today, guv.

No. Big ideas brewing in there tonight, eh?

I think I left the lights on in my bathroom.

Strikes me

that this plan of yours...

Oh, I don't know, let's review it, shall we?

Quick trip to New York City.

Mm-hmm.

Vague plans for a sit-down

with someone

from a major biotech company.

Mm-hmm.

No appointment of any kind.

None.

And this is meant to end

with the young lady getting

a $3 million product free of charge?

Well, I wouldn't say free of charge.

Their cure is just sloppy and suboptimal.

They edit too much of the genome.

Why would you

cut out an entire chapter of a book

when all you have to do

is replace a single spelling mistake?

So, in exchange for access

to a cure that you describe

as "sloppy and suboptimal..."

Mm-hmm. ...You will...

Improve that cure.

You know full well

this is a suicide mission.

Question is,

why are you taking it on,

and what are you planning for after

it fails? (Phone buzzing)

Stephens, what can I do for you?

We have to turn around.

(groaning)

The pain came back all at once.

We threw the kitchen sink at it.

L-glutamine. Crizanlizumab.

Hydromorphone PCA so she can rest.

She shouldn't be having another crisis.

Another crisis, the same crisis,

one big crisis that hasn't really

stopped for months.

Who's to say?

The results of her high performance

liquid chromatography test came back.

She has a rare form of sickle cell.

Adam and I called

five different hematologists.

None of them have seen this outside of textbooks.

Taryn's latest bloodwork.

Her hemoglobin levels are plummeting.

We'll keep giving her transfusions

and managing her pain...

Why, so she can live in crisis

until her body finally quits on her?

I don't like this any more than you do,

but it's our best option.

(moans)

Morning, guv.

Can I be of service here,

guv? Actually,

I could use your advice.

It's about Plan B.

Which was Plan A all along.

This advice, though, it could involve

bringing you into something that...

could have implications

down the line. Mm-hmm.

I'm saying it's not safe for us

to have the conversation I want to have.

And yet... here we are.

Listen, I can make this patient better.

Thing is, I'd have to get around

the FDA, the administration at UHOP,

including Mary, and the law to do it.

(gasps)

You're planning a job.

No, I wouldn't put it that way.

You're talking about a crime, yeah?

It is against the law for me to cure Taryn Quintyne, yes.

So you're planning a job, then.

And to that, I say...

you've come to the right man.

All righty, then. So,

when you are planning a job...

Ah, there's that phrase again. "Job."

When you are planning a job,

first order of business

is limiting one's exposure.

That means as few accomplices

as possible. I object

to the word "accomplices."

Well, you object all you like.

If you go through with this,

you're gonna be putting your career

into the hands of other people.

Other people do not share

your interests.

Thank you for pointing that out.

Meaning, the fewer, the better.

Now, I'm already in,

but we'll take that as square.

You have plenty of information

about my criminal activities.

Now, I'll have some about yours.

"Criminal activities?"

Do not shy away from accurate phrasing, guv.

It's not a good look.

So, me. The patient, of course.

Who else?

I need someone skillful

to help me with the procedures.

Hobie McSorley comes to mind.

Hobie. Hobie.

The man who wants to turn his knob into a glow stick?

Okay, well, he may aim low, but Hobie's got game.

He already operates extra-legally.

Another bent man. That's good.

And actually, for what I need here,

I would take Hobie over

any of the fellows. Yeah,

the fellows.

Lovely young people,

but not hard folk.

I wouldn't trust a single

one of them to hold up under questioning.

Maybe Ingrid.

Yeah, you're right.

They can't know. Agreed.

What's next? Next?

Next, you recruit your gang.

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

WATSON: Pain's not too bad?

Listen, we failed you, Taryn.

It's easy to say it like that, "we,"

because when everyone's to blame,

then, truly, no one really is.

But I'd like to offer you

something more than sympathy.

What is that?

With your permission,

I'd like to do a procedure called base repair editing.

We'd start by drawing your blood,

collecting your stem cells,

then we create a base editor.

It's a microscopic tool

that would correct the mutation

that's causing your sickle cell.

From there, I'd drill into your shin,

tapping into your bone marrow,

where the edited cells will replicate.

You should feel better quickly.

Feel better?

I'm talking about a cure, Taryn.

And if things go the way I hope,

you'd be free of the disease.

The current cures

on the market, they require

a stem cell ablation.

It's chemotherapy that could leave you infertile.

This is different.

I could still have a baby?

Yes.

Now, I just need the guy.

(chuckles)

Come on, an accomplished software engineer,

valedictorian of Allderdice,

class of 2016?

Listen, I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds,

but I find it hard to believe that you're single.

Mm-hmm. (Chuckles)

Happened right before my last crisis.

George is a good guy, he just...

got tired.

The hospital visits, the pain.

It's a lot.

This procedure...

it sounds like the answer to all of my problems.

Why is this the first time

I'm hearing about it?

No one's ever tried it before.

Now, I believe that it's safe,

and I believe that the red tape is the only reason

you can't get it already.

This is not an approved procedure.

If we do this,

I'm putting my career in your hands.

You can't tell anyone what happened,

even when you start to feel better.

You could lose your job. Yes.

If something happens, I...

I could lose my freedom.

Why would you do this?

'Cause no one else will.

'Cause you deserve it.

And because I'm your doctor.

I'm sure you know the sickle cell trait

protected our ancestors against malaria.

Now it just causes suffering in our community.

I'm sick and tired of standing by watching

when I know that I can do something.

How would it work?

WATSON: We'll do it before you get any weaker.

In my clinic tonight.

Dr. Watson asked me to tell you that he's transferring

the current patient to another department.

Is she stable?

Dr. Watson says

her hematologist can take it from here.

He instructs you two to round on your other patients,

look through the referrals for other cases of interest.

STEPHENS: Sounds like something a normal doctor would say.

It does not sound like something Watson would say.

What are you suggesting?

I'm not sure.

Maybe nothing.

So, I am taking a chip next week.

It's October already?

Snuck up on me.

Yeah. Five years sober is major.

I'd love it if you'd come.

Bring the woman you're seeing if you like.

I'd love to meet her.

Wait.

Five years?

You started rehab

sophomore year of college.

I relapsed.

Lasted about a month.

Come next week, you can hear all about it.

WATSON: It'll have to be late.

(elevator bell dings)

Once everyone goes home for the night,

we can get started.

(elevator bell dings)

(beeping)

(clicks)

That's the blood sample we took when you were admitted.

My, um, colleague Hobie has been editing your blood

according to my instructions,

and...

here are the results.

Why are those ones glowing?

Firefly luciferase reporter, for studying gene regulation.

That's how we know the edit was successful.

Don't worry, you won't glow.

Oh, but if you wanted to, this is what it looks like.

Hobie.

(chuckles softly)

But those... those cells mean...

it's working?

WATSON: So far, so good. Yes.

You have a mole on your shin.

I'm gonna use a tool called an intraosseous drill

to drill into it.

Now, if anyone asks,

I was concerned about the mole, so I removed it as a precaution.

You're gonna cure my sickle cell

and cover it up as a mole removal?

That-that was my idea, the mole bit there.

(clears throat)

WATSON: The anesthetic that I applied earlier

already has your shin numb.

The benzos will keep you relaxed while I drill.

SHINWELL: This...

works a treat.

Or you can squeeze my hand.

The ball. Thank you.

WATSON: So, once we've made the hole,

we'll infuse an IV full of edited blood into your bone.

Over time, the healthy cells will replicate

and replace the diseased ones.

And that's it?

No more bully?

That's what I expect,

that's what I believe,

but it is new science.

We both have a lot on the line here, Taryn,

but it is your body.

If you want to back out, now is the time.

Cure me.

♪ ♪

(tool whirring)

(beeping)

That's it? WATSON: Yes.

For tonight.

But if you are ever interested

in a different kind of glow-up, you know who to call.

So, we'll monitor you over the next couple of days,

but remember, even if you feel better,

you're gonna have to still say that the pain

comes and goes.

Taryn?

Sorry. Yeah.

Of course.

I can't believe that's all it took.

Thank you.

You'll need to sign for the mole removal.

Guv.

Are you, by chance, the man with the glowing chest?

You have a birthmark on your collarbone.

It's shaped a little bit like

the country of Luxembourg, and it extends

above the hem of your shirt.

Shinwell, will you take Ms. Quintyne

to her room, please, while I talk to my colleagues?

Hobie, thanks for everything. Yeah.

Good seeing you again. Yeah.

Good deduction with the birthmark.

Sometimes I forget how well you all are coming along.

Something you want to talk about?

INGRID: Fringe scientist,

patient in need of a fringe cure.

We were just curious.

What happened in there?

Did you commit a crime?

ADAM: You're not saying anything.

You don't want me to say anything.

Whatever I might have done tonight

doesn't affect any of you unless and until you know about it.

Then, if something happened, there's a duty to report.

And see, that's when things get complicated,

so my question to you is: Why are you asking questions?

I'm good.

Ignorance is bliss. STEPHENS: No.

I personally spent a decade studying

so I could get into Hopkins for med school.

As some of you may have noticed, I wrecked

my social learning curve in the doing of it

and may have condemned myself to a life of solitude

and broken relationships.

After all of that,

I chose you.

I chose this place as the staging ground for my career.

I deserve t...

We all deserve to know if that was a stupid choice.

Taryn Quintyne is going to be fine.

She's gonna live a long and healthy life,

all because of what I did tonight.

The procedure's called base repair editing.

I think it's

grotesque that a young woman

should be condemned to die at a young age

waiting for an easily obtainable cure.

And that's why I did it.

Now, if I've hired the people I believed I was hiring,

I think you'll all see that.

If not,

I feel content

that I did the right thing for my patient.

You all have a decision to make.

I will leave you to it.

(footsteps receding)

STEPHENS: We shouldn't be in this position.

INGRID: We wouldn't be in this position

if you didn't bring us all down here.

We are a team! It's called camaraderie.

Are we just supposed to risk our careers

for Watson's act of hubris?

Your career's only at risk if you're tied to it.

You weren't before, but you are now.

We're assuming this is gonna be a catastrophe,

but what if Taryn just... gets better?

You're going along with this?

Watson may be reckless, but he's also a genius.

Why don't we just see what happens?

Watson said it himself... we have a duty to report.

True.

But the only people who know

that we know what we know are Watson

and us.

Even if this blows up,

as long as the four of us don't say anything,

we're protected.

(scoffs)

Don't look so surprised.

Sasha's ruthless.

You're the only one who hasn't said anything.

We have the knowledge to cure Taryn Quintyne,

and yet we refuse to do it.

What else is there to say?

(Shinwell clears throat)

SHINWELL: The young lady's blood cells,

drawn after the procedure.

I'm no scientist,

so I'll leave the thinking to you.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Wow. Those look very good.

Thank you.

I haven't seen you before.

Are you, uh, one of Taryn's doctors?

I'm the medical director here,

Mary Morstan.

I'm just checking up on her.

Well, George Carver.

Yes, middle initial "W."

Yes, my-my parents named me after the person

who came up with 300 ways to use a peanut.

(chuckles) I'm Taryn's...

Um, we used to be together.

Mm. We were a good team.

You know, the illustrator and the STEM girl.

(chuckles) Screwed up there.

So, how is she doing this morning?

She's been asleep since I got here. Mm.

She gonna be okay?

Her vitals have been improving

the past few days.

We're committed to helping her get... George.

Hey. Taryn.

How are you feeling this morning?

Not too bad.

Maybe a little better.

MARY: Well, your vitals look good, Taryn.

It's part of an encouraging trend.

You should be going home soon.

(chuckles) Oh, my God. (Relieved laugh)

Looking at your chart, these look like typical treatments.

Did Dr. Watson try anything new?

Just the usual.

T-The bully has a mind of its own.

(laughing): If I get a good window,

I don't ask too many questions.

Well, I'll leave you two alone.

You had a mole removal last week?

Did Dr. Watson say why he'd do that

in the middle of a sickle cell crisis?

Uh, he was concerned about it.

Uh...

I'm not sure, Dr. Morstan.

Maybe he just wanted to do something.

How many mole removals have you done this year?

I'm not sure. One.

You've done one, and you did it last week

while your patient was in the middle

of a sickle cell crisis.

Last year, none.

The year before that, also none.

So what are we talking? Moles?

Taryn is going home today.

That's great.

That's not great? It's great

if it happened in the normal course of business.

Look, I'm a little confused.

You come to me to stabilize a patient

in the middle of a crisis.

Taryn Quintyne is stable.

So what are we talking about?

Mm. We're talking about a procedure

scheduled for no apparent reason.

I was concerned about the shape and the spread of her mole.

We're talking about a doctor with a huge ego

and a TBI that could be compromising

his executive function. Okay, I'm sorry.

Whenever a patient needs special attention,

I am the first one you come to see.

When that patient improves, then suddenly it's suspicious?

Is there anything you want to tell me, John?

Yes.

I'm glad Taryn is feeling better.

(sighs)

TARYN: What's this for, again?

I gave a sample this morning.

Just some extra tests.

We'll have you out of here in no time, Taryn.

Here you go, Dr. Morstan.

Anything else you need?

I've got it from here. Thanks.

♪

I understand one of the biggest challenges

facing young companies is talent retention.

You won't have that issue with me.

I want to stay in one place and grow.

Your credentials are impeccable. Mm-hmm.

A magna cum laude graduate of CMU?

Oh, come on. Why, thank you, fake hiring manager.

I do see that you've had some short stints

at a few companies.

Care to comment on that?

I had some health issues.

That's all in the past, though.

Well, I mean, you've handled yourself impeccably

in this fake practice job interview.

Uh...

Should we have sex?

(stammers)

That's not how fake practice job interviews end.

Not... usually.

Fine. Well, give me a minute to take your credentials

up the fake practice ladder,

but in the meantime...

here are my initial thoughts.

Thank you, fake hiring manager.

Now we can have sex.

T-This is my office, ma'am.

(gasps)

You okay? Baby?

(shallow breath, pained groan)

Um... How bad is it?

One to ten?

It... This... That's not it.

This is different.

My chest...

(straining)

Call Dr. Watson.

Patient is tachycardic, hypotensive.

Start a Norepi drip at five mikes per minutes.

Looks like she threw a pulmonary embolism.

We need to confirm with CT-PE.

WATSON: Page vascular surgery.

She needs to get to the OR for an embolectomy.

(monitors beeping steadily)

There's another way to treat her.

She needs surgery.

Anti-clotting medication.

It'll also leave less of A trail.

In case anyone's wondering what caused the pulmonary embolism.

You'll be covered.

The base repair procedure, it's not responsible for this.

It isn't.

And I'm not thinking about covering my tracks.

We have to figure out what caused this.

STEPHENS: First things first.

You say the base repair editing didn't cause.

Taryn's pulmonary embolism, but what if you're wrong?

I'm not wrong.

Stop cutting me off.

We can't have a differential

while ignoring obvious potential explanations.

The hole you drilled in her shin.

If it dislodged fat cells from her bone marrow

into the bloodstream, it could've caused...

I believe the hole was clean.

It's still an experimental procedure.

If I caused this,

there's nothing we can do about it now.

I'll own it, I'll admit to it,

and it won't touch any of you.

But for five minutes, can you join me in a world

where we help our patient?

INGRID: She's been bedridden from sickle cell.

Immobilization can trigger a PE.

(sighs)

Maybe, but Taryn's been bedridden before.

They're closing. The patient's stable.

(door closes) (sighs)

Taryn has a copper IUD?

A copper IUD can't cause a pulmonary embolism.

WATSON: Yeah, that's true.

But it might cause us to overlook something that could.

You ruthless bitch.

I don't like it when you call me that.

Oh, no...

I kind of love it,

if I'm being honest.

(laughs)

The chairman told me you wrote a referral for Gigi Grigoryan?

She got in.

Can't believe you did that for me.

SASHA: I saw how much you were struggling, and I just...

Well, you left a file out on your desk,

and a referral form, it was just right there.

And, honestly,

it was painful watching you flunk so hard.

(chuckles) So you took over.

Queen of the group projects.

I should have known.

A+. See?

Catch more flies with honey.

Try, you catch more flies

by being an overachieving, ruthless bitch.

Thanks, Sasha.

Um, I assume you didn't mention me?

In my referral?

Course not, in case the chairman does have

something against you, now he'll never know you were

the one who wanted her in.

Perfect.

How long have you been standing there?

A little while.

I drew three vials of blood

from Taryn Quintyne when she was here.

I haven't sent it to the lab yet,

but when I do...

I suspect that I will see fewer and fewer sickle cells

with each sample.

If I see that,

I'll start asking questions about that mole removal.

You know I'll get to the truth.

What do you think the truth is?

Did you go around the FDA?

Did you do a procedure

that gave Taryn Quintyne a life-threatening embolism?

You sent me a dying patient.

She might not have given up this year, or maybe even next year,

but Taryn Quintyne was dying.

We can fix the problem.

A cure exists, but instead of giving it to her,

it's sitting on some shelf that she can't reach.

A shelf that no one from Stanton Heights,

or Homewood, or Wilkinsburg, or anywhere can reach.

I don't need a speech, John, I just need the truth.

Well, the truth

is that there's a perfectly logical explanation

for Taryn's pulmonary embolism.

It has nothing to do with any type of secret procedures,

or anything else like that.

How did we miss this?

I can tell you all about that.

But first, you have a decision to make.

I can tell the truth to you, or anyone else who asks.

Or you can deliver those test results

to your thriving patient.

(sighs)

(crowd clapping)

You don't get to five years by gritting your teeth

and going it alone.

You don't get to six months that way.

Or 90 days or 30 days.

We do this together.

"We are like the passengers of a great liner...

"the moment after rescue from shipwreck

"when camaraderie,

"joyousness and democracy pervade the vessel

from steerage to Captain's table."

WOMAN'S VOICE: Dinner's ready!

Ten minutes.

Ingrid, come on.

It's Mom's birthday.

Mom's been gone 20 years, Gigi.

I'm sure she won't mind if we eat a little late.

(chuckles)

Fine.

Let me just finish this last thought.

(sighs)

I'm sorry, Gigi.

It's okay.

This can't be right.

It's right, Taryn.

We double-checked.

You're pregnant.

But I have an IUD.

That's why we didn't think to test you earlier.

IUDs have a one-percent failure rate.

You got... I want to say "lucky,"

but I'll follow your lead.

This is why I had the embolism?

It seems so.

It happens.

Pregnancy is a hypercoagulable state.

Are you okay?

I'm so much better than okay.

My body?

It is so beat up.

I got an IUD because...

I gave up hope a long time ago.

(Taryn sobs)

(chuckles softly)

I need to call George.

Can I, uh... Should I...?

Can I have this baby?

You're okay.

Now, if you would've gotten the existing cure,

the stem cell ablation may have sterilized you forever.

Now, however it happened,

you're feeling better.

You have every reason to be hopeful, Taryn.

Tell your boyfriend you're gonna have a baby.

(laughs)

Congratulations.

Thank you, Dr. Morstan.

Thank you.

(breathes deeply)

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