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Emily: I wasn't one of those
kids who thrived in high school.

I was kind of geeky.

All right, I was very geeky.

Plus, I had the unfortunate
nickname of "Pits"

due to the severe case
of flop sweats I got

during debate club finals,

the one and only time
I was onstage

in front of the whole school.

So, yeah,
high school was rough.

But you know
what got me through?

The knowledge
that I would outgrow

all those feelings of
insecurity and inadequacy

and, at some point, I'd blossom
into the secure, confident,

kick-ass person
I was always meant to be.

What are you looking at,
loser?

[ Laughs ]
I'm not a loser.

I... I was just thinking
about high school and...

You look like a loser.

No, I don't.

Oh, is it the shoes?
'cause these are work shoes.

It's not the shoes.

Then what?

It's just... you.

What does that mean?

[ School bell rings ]

No!
Don't roll your eyes at me!

Hey, why do I look
like a loser?

Hey!

Oh, 'cause you're so cool

with, like, your orange
backpack and homework a--

I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm a little on edge.

I'm sorry.

So, yeah.
I'm still kind of waiting

for that confident,
kick-ass thing to happen.

Remember the basics...

Airway, breathing, circulation,
look for pulse, compressions,

i.v., O2, monitor, stable v-tach,

amiodarone, 150 milligrams,
I.V., compressions.

Stop. You know it.

You can do this...
Dr. Owens.

♪ Hey-Ey ♪

♪ Hey-Ey, Hey-Ey-Ey ♪

♪ Hey-Ey ♪

Will: Emily?

Oh, Will!

Hi.
[ Chuckles ]

Take it down a notch, Emily.

Hey, there. Sorry.

I'm a little overexcited.

It's like first-day-of-school jitters.

Mm.

Not like we're in school anymore.

I wouldn't be so sure.

I hear hospitals
are a lot like high schools.

We're freshmen all over again.

Ugh. Please don't say that.

[ Chuckles ]

So, where do we go?

Oh.

I'm so glad we're both interning
at Denver.

How could I turn down
the chance

to breathe the same air
as Gina Bandari?

The woman pioneered
the percutaneous valve replacement.

Not to mention the fact
that you're here.

I'm just happy to see
a friendly face.

Okay, he's touching you.
Do not spaz out.

- You all right?
- Yeah. So, uh... Cold.

You totally spazzed out.

Listen, I hear this place
is pretty cutthroat,

so we're gonna have to
stick together, okay?

[ Giggles ]

You seem like you're
in a really good mood today.

Yeah.

It's funny. I've been in school
for 23 years straight,

and I finally feel like I'm entering
the next phase of my life.

Cassandra: Pits?

No. No, no, no.
No. No.

Don't you recognize me?

Do I recognize you?!

You hid my clothes after gym class.

You prank-called my house.
You t.p.'d my car.

You were my tormentor,
my nemesis,

the girl I debated against
in those fateful debate club finals.

I'm so bad with names.

Cassandra Kopelson,
from high school.

Cassandra Kopelson,
from high school.

[ Chuckling ]
Yeah.

So, how in the world did
you end up in Denver?

Gina Bandari.
Woman's a genius.

First person to perform
a percutaneous valve replacement.

Yeah,
that's why Emily's here, too.

Oh.

And you are?

Will Collins.
Nice to meet you.

You too.

So, tell me, Will Collins,
how do you know Pits?

Emily.

Well, we went to, uh,
med school together.

- So, yeah, what's with "Pits"?
- That was her nickname in high school.

Really?
Where'd it come from?

You know, I can't remember.

Me neither.

That's why I go by Emily.
Or "Em," sometimes "Emme."

Oh, let's go. We don't want
to get off on the wrong foot.

I hear this place is cutthroat.

I literally just said that.

Great minds.

[ Sighs ]

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That seemed awkward.

Oh. Yeah.

I thought I left high school
behind.

Hilarious.
[ Sighs ]

A hospital is totally
like high school.

That's the second time
I've heard that today.

Because it's true.

Look, you got your jocks...
aka, the orthopedic surgeons.

The mean girls go into plastics.

Your all-american-girl-next-door
types are gonna be in O.B.

The true geeks...
They're the neurologists.

The rebels are in the E.R.

The stoners...
anesthesia.

And peds gets your
sanctimonious churchgoers.

How about us?

Surgery's a melting pot.
Little bit of everything,

which basically means
none of us get along.

This is the first day.
How do you know so much?

I'm the principal's kid.

Aka the chief of staff's daughter.

- Tim Dupre's your dad?
- Yeah.

Don't think
I have a familial advantage.

Dad's not so into me.

He wanted a son.
Got a lesbian.

It's not the same thing.

FYI, he's gonna act nice,

tell you he wants to be your friend,
but he doesn't.

That's just the way he
ferrets out the weak ones.

Never show weakness.

I want you to think of me not
only as a boss, but as a friend.

If each one of you does not
fulfill your potential,

I consider that a failure
on my part.

And I do not like to fail.

Dad tends toward the grandiose.

Prepare yourself.

They say that doctors
have god complexes.

Do you know why?

Because we are gods.

Each and every day,
we perform miracles.

Welcome to Denver Memorial.

Now, I would like to introduce you
to your resident, Dr. Micah Barnes,

and, of course, your attending,
Dr. Gina Bandari.

You may have heard she pioneered
the percutaneous valve replacement.

Dr. Bandari,
they're all yours.

We're walking.

Your job is to keep my patients
alive.

Any issues you have,
you bring them to Micah.

Micah brings it to me.

You and I, we don't talk
unless absolutely necessary,

which I sincerely hope
isn't the case.

Don't even think about asking
me when you'll be in an O.R.

Here's my answer:
Not for a while.

Each of you has a pager.
That is your lifeline.

As surgeons,
you will encounter everything,

so your job as interns is to
get familiar with everything.

In the course of a day,

you will be paged
by many different doctors

in many different specialties.

When you're paged,
you have 60 seconds to appear,

and, yes, I have a timer.

Breathe.

Was it that obvious?

I'm a doctor.

Julia was admitted yesterday

after she fainted for the
second time in gym class.

Present.

The patient sustained
contusions to face and head

and was admitted for syncope
workup and headache.

Medicine is all about
the little details.

You have to pay attention
to everything,

like that tiny nick on his jaw,

most likely a result of
an overzealous razor.

Man, he has a nice jaw,

the kind of jaw
you'd want to caress,

if "caress"
wasn't such an ooky word,

although it does suit him...

Caress, caress,

caress, caress...

Dr. Owens,
what is the prognosis?

Um, etiology of syncope
likely to be vasovagal.

Your body overreacted
to something stressful,

causing a sudden drop in your
heart rate and blood pressure.

It's hrmless.

Direct your answers to me.

And you are correct.

Congratulations, Dr. Owens.
You have earned a special assignment.

You're in charge
of discharge paperwork.

[ Chuckles ]

Thanks for explaining.

I never understand what
she's talking about.

Oh, of course.
[ Clears throat ]

Okay.

So, your discharge instructions...

are a little complicated.
Are you ready?

Don't faint anymore.

You're gonna be just fine,
Julia.

But what if I pass out
again in front of Cody?

- Is that a boy you like?
- Yeah.

I see him in gym class,
my heart races.

Ah. Hence the fainting.

I totally get it, though...

That heart-racy thing,
that happens with me, too.

I tell you what... Next time
you see him, just sit down,

'cause I can't have you
falling and hitting your head

or looking like a dork.

But if your symptoms change,
if the episodes become more frequent,

or if you feel your heart racing
beyond the normal Cody speed,

just come right back.

I'm gonna take your vitals
one last time,

and then we'll get you unhooked.

Sweetie, do you mind if I head
out for a real quick coffee?

No problem.

So, I want to hear more
about this Cody guy.

He's so cute.

He's not the kind of guy

who would normally
go for someone like me.

I mean, he's really popular.

Popularity's overrated.

Okay.

You're gonna feel
the cuff tightening, okay?

Thanks.

[ Monitor beeping rapidly ]

Julia.

Julia.

Hey, I need a doctor!

Someone get me a doctor!

You are a doctor.

What are you doing?
Run the code.

Run... the... code.

- Pulse?
- Thready.

Start compressions.

Give me 0.1 milligrams of atropine,
0.1 mg per kg of versed,

and 0.3 mg per kg
of succinylcholine,

and an intubation kit.

Where's the intubation kit?
I need a tube in now.

Oxygen's dropping.
69% percent.

Hold crich pressure.

Right there. I'm in.

- What's the rhythm?
- Pressure's dropping.

- Someone get me an EKG.
- EKG.

Low voltage. Sinus tach.

We have v-tach!

Pads.

- Clear!
- Rhythms's changing. P.E.A.

Get me 0.1 mg per kg of epi
and an amp of bicarb.

- Bicarb's in.
- Okay, resume compressions.

Insulin, glucose, calcium in.

- V-tach again.
- Clear!

We're losing her.

Again.

- Give me another milligram of epi.
- Dr. Owens.

- What's the rhythm?
- The same.

Still no pulse.

Okay. Get me a 60cc syringe
and an 18-gauge needle.

Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

[ Monitor beeping slowly ]

[ Sighs ]

What the hell happened
in here?

She coded! She coded.

We were talking, and she coded.

I realized it was alternans,
and I did a pericardiocentesis.

I want a chem 7, CBC, coags,
an ABG, and an EKG, stat.

Doreen, I want another
line in the left A.C.

Tyra: Wow.
Will: That was incredible.

That was so awesome.

- That was absolutely... perfect.
- That was cool.

Cassandra: Oh!

Now I remember
why we called you "Pits"!

Nefarious.

N-E-F-A-R-I-O-U-S.

"Nefarious". That's the word
that I spelled correctly

in the fifth-grade spelling bee
to beat Cassandra.

Ever since then,
she's targeted me.

But the thing about
Cassandra is, she's sneaky.

Nothing nefarious could ever
be traced back to her,

like the debate club finals.

Right before we started,

she "accidentally" knocked over
my index cards.

Then I realized half of
my notes were missing.

Hence...
The flop-sweat debacle.

I knew Cassandra stole those notes,
but it could never be proven,

just like I can't prove now
that she's the one that stole...

My pager!
Have you seen my pager?

Hey, I got a full schedule.

Can you keep your eye out
for labs on 501?

Oh, yeah, 501...
Got it.

Doreen:
Pager's missing, huh?

So that's why
you haven't been answering.

Answering who?

We got a DUI. Driver's okay.
Passenger's in trouble.

Car was smoking.
Brother got him out.

B.P. stable.
Blood alcohol 0.13.

Trauma 2, order a C.T.,
get neuro down here, stat,

and be careful.

Move that neck a millimeter,
he doesn't walk.

You two, babysit the other guy
until ortho shows up!

It was last night.
We... We were drinking last night.

We woke up early
to get back into town.

We didn't feel drunk.

I did that to my brother.
I was driving.

Why aren't you answering
my pages?

- I'm sorry. I can't find my pa--
- The rule is 60 seconds.

You have what is called
a pericardial effusion.

Fluid has built up around
the outside of your heart.

But we did an EKG
when she was admitted.

It was normal, they said.

Changes can be subtle
in the beginning.

It's rare.
We had no reason to suspect it.

So I wasn't fainting
because of Cody?

That's the boy she likes.

No.

You were fainting because your
heart doesn't pump properly,

and we're going to have to operate
so that it can drain completely.

Dr. Bandari,
can I speak with you outside?

Of course.

So, how serious is it?

Pretty serious.

But you're gonna be just fine,

'cause Dr. Bandari is the best.

Now, since we're alone,

let's talk about the
really important stuff,

like when are you actually
gonna tell Cody how you feel?

Let's see.
The day after... never.

What if he rejects me?

What if he doesn't?

Does that doctor know how you feel?

What?

Oh, come on.

The one you were staring
at during rounds.

Blond hair, brown eyes.

"Hands you want to linger
at your neck,

brush along your collarbone"?

Have you not read "Twilight"?

[ Laughs ]

Okay,
even if I was staring at him...

a little,
that doesn't mean...

He totally likes you, too.

How can you tell?

He was looking at you when
you were talking to me.

Looking or looking looking?

Looking looking.

Can you tell the difference?

Of course. I'm 12.

You should tell him
how you feel.

Yeah, I don't know.

You told me to tell Cody.

- That's different.
- No, it's not.

Plus, if we don't tell them,

someone else might get there first.

That's what happened to Jacob,

and Bella ended up having
Edward's alien baby,

which would blow.

That would blow...

Big-time.

[ Clears throat ]
Yours, I'm thinking?

[ Gasps ]

- Where was it?
- In the lounge.

I felt it vibrating
behind a couch cushion.

I wonder how it got there.

Cassandra, the wicked bitch
of the west wing.

Who knows?
[ Chuckles ]

- Thank you so much.
- No problem.

Maybe you'll do me a favor
at some point.

Yeah, sure, anytime.

How about now?

Huh?

She keeps staring at me.

I can't tell if she's staring
at me because she likes me

or because I'm the chief's kid.
So I need you to suss it out.

Suss, uh...

Whether she's gay or straight.

Oh...

Come on, I helped you.

Why can't you do it?

Because my dad doesn't exactly know
that I swim in the lady pond.

I lied before.

His dislike of me does not
stem from my sexuality --

It stems from my personality.

[ Sighs ]

Look, I just don't want
to ask her out

and have her reject me or,
worse, gossip about me.

I told you. This place
is like high school.

Please. Please.

Please.
You said you'd do me a favor.

Please? Please.

- Please.
- Yeah, fine.

Okay.

[ Pager beeps ]
Later.

[ Machinery whirring ]

Just do it. Just tell him.

Okay, I'm gonna move over a few inches
so our shoulders are touching.

If he doesn't move,
then he likes me.

Wait.
Maybe he doesn't feel it.

If he looks at me...

If he looks at me,
I'll know he likes me.

Say it. Say it.
Say it. Say it.

- Will?
- Yeah.

[ Whirring stops ]

Nothing.

[ Whirring resumes ]

Doreen: Miss!
You can't go back there!

- Vicky!
- Where's my husband?

Where's Dan?

He's in surgery.
We haven't heard anything yet.

Where is he?

Come with me.
I'll show you where you can wait.

It's okay.

That should have been me.

Danny...
He's the good one.

Angela in 530's gonna
need serial hemoglobins

every four hours,

and page me if her systolic
drops below 90.

Woman: All right.

Do you have the labs for 501?

Woman: No.

Heard you found your pager,
Pits.

Do not bait the beast.

Do not bait the beast.

Hey, Cassandra?

Um...

[ Chuckles ]
Did you, um, by any chance,

take my pager and hide it?

Are you serious?

I can't believe
you're accusing me of something like that.

I'm sorry.

Did you, though?

No, of course I didn't.

You two, follow me.

78-year-old female with
late-stage Alzheimer's

was brought in this morning
complaining of an upset stomach.

C.T. showed a pseudocyst
in her abdomen.

Now it needs to be removed
before it ruptures,

but unfortunately,
the daughter left,

and the patient's not mentally
sound enough to give consent.

No consent means we need to
wait for rupture to occur.

Not pretty.

So, I need you two
to find the daughter.

Of course. What's her name?

That's the problem.
Nobody can read her signature

on the admitting paperwork.

Mrs. Ellish, hi.

This is Dr. Kopelson
and Dr. Owens.

They're gonna take good
care of you, all right?

You'll help me
find my daughter?

- Yes.
- Absolutely.

I will check back in later.

Marian knows she's not allowed
to play outside after dark.

This is a safe neighborhood,
but, still, you never know.

So your daughter's name
is Marian?

Yes. Marian Ellish.

Did Marian get married maybe
and change her last name?

[ Laughing ] Married?
She's only 9 years old.

Would you excuse me?

I need to use the powder room.

Uh, "Marian Kramden,"
maybe?

You know,
it was actually pretty funny.

The whole pager gag.

- "Karnin"?
- Or "Konner"?

And, again, I didn't take your pager.

I just wish you'd come clean.

That could be an "s"
at the end. "Kraines"?

There's nothing to come clean about.
"Krasner."

It's just, I know you did it.
"Kravner."

You don't know anything.
"Kraven."

I do! "Kravitch"!

I didn't steal it! "Krunt."

Of course you stole it,

just like you stole my debate
club cards in high school!

Man: I'm here to take
Mrs. Ellish's vitals.

[ Sighs ]

She's in the bathroom.

No, she's not.

[ Both breathing heavily ]

You lose that pager again?

No, not my pager.

I checked the east wing.
Nothing.

[ Pager beeping ]
Okay. I have to get this.

I have four pending cases.
Just find her!

[ Exhales ]

Micah: I take it you haven't
found the daughter yet.

We looked away for a second.
Mrs. Ellish, I am so sorry.

I was looking for Marian.

I know.
We're gonna find her.

Don't you worry.
Gina: What's going on?

Well, Mrs. Ellish wanted
to take a little walk,

so Dr. Owens accommodated.

Why don't you take her back
to her room now, though, huh?

Mm. Mm-hmm.

Don't forget... We have dinner
with the Robertsons friday night.

Try not to be late...
again.

So, if you are the person
that dropped your mother off,

please call me back.

Thank you.

Now's your chance.

What?

I have to find
Mrs. Ellish's daughter.

I'll make the calls.

It's the perfect time.
Just be subtle.

Subtle.

Sure. I can do subtle.

I'm Emily.

Jessica.

Where are you from?

Wisconsin originally.

Do not mention cheese.

I really love cheese.

I just moved here,

so I'm still kind of
getting to know the place.

Like, um, what do you do
on the weekends?

I don't know.
Hang out, I guess.

Yeah.

There's a lot to do.

There's hiking, skiing...

hitting up bars.

Speaking of bars,

do you go to straight ones
or gay ones?

Straight ones.

Okay.

And just so you know,
if I was gay,

you wouldn't be my type.

Labs for 501.

Oh.

I have your labs for 501.
[ Pager beeping ]

Thank you.

Hurry up.
Car-accident victim's in trouble.

Dan?

Prep an O.R.

Ready to take the lead?

Solo?

Absolutely.

He's gonna be okay, right?

He's in great hands.

Emily: His brother's probably
going to jail for drunk driving,

and he's the lucky one.

Will: So, where are we?

Ligamentous attachments
have been taken down,

hilum exposed.

Splenic artery
cross-clamped?

Five years...
Micah's been here five years,

and he's just now
doing a solo surgery.

[ Sighs ]

Well, we thought med school
would last forever,

and it flew by.

Do you remember what
professor McCallum said

when we got our cadavers
in gross anatomy?

[ Chuckles ]

"You will remember this moment...

The place you were standing
when you made your first cut."

Do you?

Do you remember?

Of course.
I was standing next to you.

I... cut through the sternum.

And I knew,
by watching you,

that you were gonna be
a great surgeon.

You have
the most amazing hands.

Say it. Say it. Say it.

Thank you.

Leo: My brother's okay?

- Really?
- Really.

Dr. Barnes will be out in a
minute to give you the details,

but Dan's out of the woods.

You almost killed him,
you son of a bitch!

Hey, hey!
What are you doing?!

- Vicky, stop!
- It should have been you!

[ Crying ]
He almost killed my husband!

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Here.

She didn't do that.
That was there before.

No, I know.
It's a classic seat belt abrasion...

[ Sighs ]

...from a seat belt fastened
on the passenger side.

You weren't driving,
were you?

- Of course I was.
- No.

Your brother has splenic trauma,
which we didn't look for

because it usually happens

when the abdomen
hits the steering wheel,

and you said that he was
in the passenger side.

Look, you don't get it.

All my life, I've been the
screw-up, but not Dan.

He's the only one
in the family to go to college,

to law school.

He's interviewing to work
at the D.A.'s Office.

He wasn't driving.

[ Pager beeping ]

You paged me?

Says she's here to sign
consent forms for her mother.

Great.

Hi. I'm Dr. Owens.

Marian Kramden.
You left me a message.

You have some papers
for me to sign?

Yes. Of course.

Why don't we go to your mother's room?
We can take care of it there.

That woman's not my mother.

No, my...
My mother was... smart.

She was... vibrant.

She was a great cook.

She's still the same person.

No. She's not.

For the last three years,
I have done everything for her.

I have...

fed her and bathed her
and put her to bed,

and every morning
she asks who I am.

I just can't do it any more.
I'm done.

What are you doing?
Marian Kramden's waiting.

- Doreen says you have the paperwork.
- I do.

Are you going to give it
to her?

- No. I'm not.
- Why?!

Because she wants
to abandon her mother.

So, no, I am not gonna give
her daughter any papers

until I can figure out

how to convince her
to do the right thing.

What's a non-dorky way
to say, "I can't wait"?

"I'm awash with anticipation."

"I'm intoxicated by the prospect."

"I'm yearning for the moment."

I'll go with, "I can't wait."

[ Chuckles ]
What can't you wait for?

My date with Cody.

You told him?

Yes. And he likes me, too.

You don't have to seem
so surprised.

No, I'm not surprised...

I'm... impressed.

That took ball--very.

What's "Ballvery"?

I said, um, "Bravery."
Good for you.

I take it
you haven't told Dr. Will?

[ Scoffs ]
I've been swamped.

I'm a doctor, you know?

Yeah, I do know.

You're doing my surgery, right?

Oh, sweetie, I can't.
You need someone experienced.

That mean doctor?

No.
Dr. Bandari is not mean.

She's just... not nice.

But she's the best,
and you want the best.

I want you.

Can you at least be in the room
to make sure I'm okay?

Please?

I guess you can request
that I'm in there with you.

You told her that she could
request you in there?

I'm sorry.
I didn't know what to say.

You say that you don't know
what the hell you're doing.

You say that, even though you think
you're hot stuff, you're not.

And you say that you don't know
if you'll ever be in a surgery

because, right now, your
attending physician

is so pissed off,

she doesn't even want
to look at you.

You're a rock star.

[ Chuckles ]

Come here.

Come on.
She'll realize it soon enough.

Okay?

Say it.

I like you.

I've liked you

since you cracked that chest
in gross anatomy.

You... You took out the heart
and held it in your hands,

and I remember thinking,
"That could be my heart."

He may as well be holding my heart.
[ Chuckles ]

And I was too shy
to say anything.

And then when we became friends,
I didn't want to jeopardize the friendship.

And I know that if I never said anything,
then we'd always just be friends,

and I don't want to be
that shy girl

always wishing that her life
would turn out the way that I want it to.

I have to make it turn out
the way that I want it to.

And what I want...

what I really, really want...

is you.

I-I don't know...

um...

I just...
God, I don't see you like that.

Uh...

I can't even tell you how...
I'm so touched by what you said.

And I-I really hope
we can still be friends

because I really...
value our friendship.

Of course...

...we can be friends.

I just needed to get
that off my chest,

and [exhales] now it's off.

And... that's great.

Hey.

Hi.

Doreen said she saw you come in here
with half the vending machine.

You all right?

[ Breathes deeply ]
Yeah.

No, I'm really great.
[ Chuckles ]

Except for the fact
that Gina hates me,

my ballvery backfired,

and my high-school nemesis
is being very nefarious,

and... these are...

stale.

Sorry.
You lost me at "Ballvery"?

I'm just having the worst day.

Right.

Um... here.
Follow me.

Come on.

That man in there is gonna have
to learn how to walk again

without a leg.

That woman in there is
gonna have a colostomy bag

for the next three months.

The woman down in 501
is gonna be told

that she has stage IV
pancreatic cancer.

Now, her son's gonna try
and sell her on the fact

that there's all these new
trials she can get into,

but you and I know the truth.

She's got six months,
a year if she's lucky.

And she's gonna feel really sick
every single day of that year.

So... no.

You're not having the worst day,
not by a long shot.

You must think I'm
incredibly self-absorbed.

No. Just human.

Now, come on.

Hand over the ring dings
and get back to work.

[ Exhales sharply ]

And the other one.

You gave us quite a scare,
Dan.

Open up.

So glad you're feeling better.

Your brother, though,
He's in a world of trouble,

you know, since he was driving.

Seems to think he deserves it,
though.

He keeps saying
that you're the good one.

You're the good one.

And I believe him.
I think you are good.

98.2.

Very good.

There you are.

I have been waiting to sign papers
for over two hours.

What's the holdup?

I'm sorry. I have them.
This way.

I know you think
I'm a terrible person.

But it's not like I planned
to do this, you know?

I-I brought her in to be seen,
and I had to go to work.

The nurse...
She told me not to worry.

She said they'd take good care
of her.

So... I left.

And then,
as I was driving away,

I had this overwhelming
sense of relief

that someone else
was watching her.

It didn't have to be just me
anymore.

I know it's a lot of work,
but your mother needs you.

Cassandra: Back off.

You have no idea what this
woman's going through.

- Cassandra...
- I mean it.

You have no idea what it's like
to care for someone 24 hours a day,

so you can't possibly judge.

Exactly.

Trust me. I get it.

My brother had cystic fibrosis.

He was sick his whole life.

Growing up, we had a hospital bed
in our living room.

I couldn't invite anyone over

because my parents were
afraid he'd catch a cold.

Everything,
every single thing,

revolved around my brother,
his progress, his setbacks.

But... there were these
moments when he felt better

and we'd watch TV together
or complain about our parents.

And those moments,

those...
those stupid little moments,

I'd give anything
for one of them again.

And your mother...

She might
not always recognize you,

but she does love you.

And I know that for a fact,

because the whole time she's
been in this hospital,

the whole time...
She's been looking for you.

Who are you?

I'm your daughter.

I'm here, mom.

Okay,
that look on your face...

That's the reason I didn't
tell anyone in high school.

I don't need your pity.
I'm still a bitch.

Trust me, I know.
You're a huge bitch.

Thank you.
I appreciate that.

But why are you
such a bitch to me?

What did I ever do to you?

Oh, come on.
You really need me to say it?

Everything always came so easy
to you.

I mean, well, not the looks
thing or the popularity thing,

but the school thing.

You were jealous?

I wouldn't say jealous.

You were!

[ Gasps ]
You were jealous!

If you ever repeat that,
I'll deny it.

And I'll probably spread a
really nasty rumor about you.

[ Pager beeps ]

[ Breathes deeply ]

What?

I'm gonna be observing
Dr. Bandari in surgery.

You watch.

You don't talk.
You don't touch.

In surgery, there's always a curtain

separating the patient's
face from their body,

because doctors are
supposed to dissociate.

They're supposed to focus on
organs and vessels and veins

and not the fact that
there's a 12-year-old girl

lying on the table.

A girl with a great smile,

a girl who's never been kissed.

But you can't think
about all that.

Stop thinking about that,
Dr. Owens.

Dr. Owens... What would you
expect the protein level to be

in the case
of purulent pericarditis?

This could be a trick question.
She said not to talk.

Dr. Owens?

Findings on pericardial fluid
analysis

would include protein level
higher than 6 grams per deciliter.

Glucose?

Less than 35 milligrams
per deciliter.

- Leukocytes?
- 6,000 to 240,000.

What do I want for dinner
tonight?

Um... Thai?

Wrong. Italian.

Huh.

I need some visualization here.

Suction, please.

Okay.
Let's resect a little,

see if we can isolate the vessel.

- Blood pressure's dropping.
- Move.

Irrigation.
I can't see the field.

70 over palp.

We need to stop this bleeding now.

I need hemostasis here.
Retract the tissue.

I said, retract. Move.

Not too much.

You...
Get in here now.

Place your finger
on the pericardium.

Can you handle that?

Pressure to the vessel proximally.

Tie.

Now I'm gonna make a small
incision in the pericardium.

- The window.
- Exactly.

Which should allow the fluid
to drain gradually.

Okay.

That should do it.

Blood pressure's rising.

Well done, Dr. Owens.

Just... shake it.
Maybe she won't notice.

[ Sighs ]

Dr. Owens?

It was Dan.

He was driving.

He called the police.

He... He turned himself in.

Really?

What do I even say to Leo?

How about, "I'm sorry"?

Tyra: I'm sorry.

I heard you humiliated
yourself with Jessica,

and now all the nurses think
you're some weird predatory lesbian.

What?

Don't worry.
I told them you're not weird.

Anyway,
it's a good thing I didn't do it.

It would have totally
gotten back to my dad.

I don't understand why
you don't just tell him.

I mean, you don't seem
like the closeted type.

I'm not.
I'm the organize-the-march type.

I have been since college.

But with my dad,
it's just different.

[ Sighs ]

I mean, he's only ever been
with my mom.

They met in high school.
They have this perfect marriage.

I just...
I feel like a kid around him.

Anyway,
thanks for covering for me.

You're way cooler
than you look.

I don't...
Why don't I look cool?

[ Chuckles ]
Come on. You know what I mean.

[ Elevator bell dings ]

Heard you kicked ass
in surgery today.

Oh.
[ Chuckles ]

Not the worst day
after all, huh?

No, it wasn't.
Are you leaving?

Ah, not yet, no.
See you tomorrow?

- Bye.
- Night.

[ Sighs ]

Hi, mom.

Just tell me the truth.

You have pancreatic cancer.

But, look, there's all
these great new trials

that I can get you into.

The thing about being an adult
that no one tells you growing up

is that you don't feel
like an adult.

All your stupid insecurities
and anxieties

are still there,

only you feel even more
stupid and insecure

about being stupid
and insecure

because you're not supposed
to be stupid and insecure any more.

You're supposed
to have the answers.

You're supposed to know.

♪ There is good in my faults ♪

♪ there is language to love about,
muss about, too ♪

But we don't always know.

And those answers?

They're not always easy
to come by.

♪ Hearts can know ♪

♪ This is good for
hearts can know ♪

♪ ooh, one for
hearts can know ♪

Well, you know what?

I'm done feeling stupid
and insecure

about feeling stupid
and insecure.

♪ You're heading away ♪

Hey.

Are you a doctor?

Yes. I am.

Oh.

That's pretty cool.

The truth is, I think
part of being an adult

is that you stop waiting
for yourself to change

and you start to accept
who you are.

♪ You sit and stare ♪

♪ you're heading away ♪

Oh, come on!

It's got to get better than this.

Right?

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Corrected by Elderfel
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