All language subtitles for Brilliant.Minds.S02E01.1080p.HEVC.x265-MeGusta

-Previously
on "Brilliant Minds"...

-An apartment building
has partially collapsed.

-That's Erica's building.

-They could prescribe
a low dose of SSRI.

Could help with
any PTSD symptoms.

-Thanks, but I'm
not really the medication type.

-A complaint was filed.

I need to place you
on administrative leave.

-Like hell you do.

-I think I'm falling for you.

-My dad, who I thought
was dead for 30 years,

just walked back into my life,
so I might be distracted.

I might be preoccupied.

-It's me, Ollie. It's Dad.

I'm sick.
Not just bipolar.

And you're the only one
who can give us more time.

**

-* Every day
it's a-getting closer *

* Going faster
than a roller coaster *

* Love like yours
will surely come my way *

* A-hey, a-hey-hey *

* Every day
it's a-getting faster *

* Everyone said,
"Go ahead and ask her" *

* Love like yours will surely
come my way *

* A-hey, a-hey-hey *

* Every day
seems a little longer *

* Every way... *

-Code Green.
I repeat, Code Green.

Facility is on lockdown.

-Code Walker.
Code Walker.

Code Walker.
Code Walker.

**

-North wing is clear,
except for the doctor.

-Doctor?

There is no doctor on duty.

That was the patient.

-We have a patient elopement.

-He's out of bounds.

-Go around.
Cut off the exit.

He's heading to the north wing.

-Facility on lockdown.

Code Walker.
Code Walker.

-We're gaining on him.
-There he is!

-Go, go, go, go, go!

**

-Oliver, there's nowhere to go.

-Grab him!

-Come on!

-No, please.

-Oliver, no one
is going to hurt you.

-Don't do this.

-Aah!

**

-Come on, Tommy, let's go.

-Come on, baby.

-That's it. Tommy, move!
Move!

Come on, you can do this!
Get out of your head!

-You got this, baby.
Let's go.

-Come on! There's no time!

Force yourself. Push!

Push! Push!
That's it!

Come on, he's open!

What the hell
are you waiting for?

Throw the damn punch!
Come on! Do it!

What's wrong with you?

Throw the damn punch!

-Tommy?

-What the hell are you doing?
-Tommy, stop!

Stop him!

Girls! Come here!

-What are you doing?
-Tommy, what the hell?

-Tommy!

**

**

-Dr. Thorne?
-Yeah.

-Ready to round?
-Five more minutes.

-Okay,

but my patients have been
waiting for hours.

-Why do you think that is?

You notice anything here
in my E.R.?

Look, certain services upstairs,

they like to take
their sweet time.

So, I have to deal with
the backlog down here

all day, all night.

My life is
an overcrowded hallway.

You get me?

-I get you.
-Alright.

-Coming through.

-What we got?

-Blunt head injury with LOC.

GCS is, uh, 13-ish now.

Glucose normal. No intox.

And, um, wife's a little
too upset to give any info.

-Page Carol.
-Dr. Pierce is still on leave.

Um, okay, so, head trauma, LOC,

not totally back to baseline.

Could be a concussion, bleed,

or post-ictal from a seizure.

-Okay, we're gonna need
some staples.

Hold tight.
-Cool. Cool.

I'll, um, consult neuro.

-Bro, you are neuro.

-Come on.
-Hey, um, can I get that gauze?

Thank you. It's gonna be okay.
It's okay.

Alright? So, uh...

You want to tell me
what happened?

You mind easing up a little bit?
-Tommy, let go!

-A little backup, please!

-My turn.
What am I feeling?

-Uh, exhausted,
underappreciated,

maybe even a little itchy.
Eczema?

-Behind my knees.
Okay, do Gary next.

-Uh, maybe tomorrow.
Hey, uh, Kinney. Wait up.

-Hey.
-How's Lou?

-Uh, good.

I literally just
landed at LaGuardia.

Jacob needs us in the E.D.
-Oh.

-Where is Dana?
-Uh...

**

-Mnh!
-Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?
-Mm-hmm, I'm fine.

It just, um, hurts.

Why does chronic pain
have to be so chronic?

-Luckily,
I've gotten very well acquainted

with your pressure points.

Turn.

-Ooh. Okay.

-Mmm. Mmm.

-Did you just bring in the guy
who got punched in the head?

-Multiple times in the head.

-I got to go.
-Hmm?

But...my pressure points!

-Dr. Wolf.

They need us in the E.D.

-Not Dr. Wolf.

-Dr. Charlie Porter.
Second-year resident.

-As in neuro resident?
-Yep.

According to Chief Landon,
the department needs bolstering.

-Looks like you made
yourself right at home.

-I'd say that Dr. Wolf beat me
to the punch on that one.

So, when do I get to meet him?

-Dad says his body
becomes rigid,

and then he can't move,

as if he's turning to stone.

-And when he has these episodes,
what have you noticed?

Are there
any particular triggers?

Is he confused afterward?

-This is what I meant
when I told you

that your father is sick.

-Can I help you?

-I'm beyond help.

-I haven't actually
witnessed one.

-He's living with you.

And you've never seen
his most persistent,

debilitating symptom?

-I haven't been spending
a lot of time at home,

and I've been busy
with other patients.

-I see.

Something tells me
that you're not really here

for my medical expertise.

What do you need?
-For you to approve

a Spect with dopamine
transporter scan.

-Without any evidence that
your father actually needs one?

I'm sorry, I cannot do that.

There are a million
more important things

that I'm trying to deal with
here at this hospital.

-Dr. Wolf.

Is this a bad time?

-Wait, something is
different here.

Kinney, you're back.

-Fully recharged
and ready to work.

I-I'm surprised
you recognize me.

-Dr. Wolf is face blind,
which is convenient

if you ever want to avoid
getting recognized.

-Fascinating.

-This is Dr. Charlie Porter.

Transfer from Cornell.

Came highly recommended.

-Pleasure to meet you, sir.

-I just started liking
the four interns I already have.

I don't have time
to get attached to a new one.

-Not an intern.

-Dr. Porter is
a second-year resident.

He'll help lead your team.
-In other words,

you're a mole for my mom.
-No, sir.

-As much as I hate to interrupt

the multitude
of awkward moments,

we were needed in the E.D.
20 minutes ago.

-Good, then let's get on it.

Alright, Dr. Markus,

if you could please remove
this board.

Set it on fire
if you have to.

-Yes, ma'am.

-So, uh, what?
Two more staples

and we're out of here,
right, doc?

-It's six more, at least.

-Hang in there, Tommy.
You're gonna be fine.

Yeah. He's fine, he's fine.

-Dr. Nash, your emotional
support interns have arrived.

-I'm the attending neurologist,
Dr. Wolf.

-I'm Tommy's personal doctor.
I can take it from here.

-Neuro exam is
standard procedure.

-Wolf, trust me, these guys
aren't going to give you

two hours
for taking a history.

-Well, maybe you
should have spent two hours

on these wound margins.

-Next time, I'll do
the wound margins in that huge,

huge, conspicuously
empty office of yours.

You're cool with an
occasional scabies case, right?

-Eh.
-Alright.

-Dr. Hendricks has
us covered, so...

I got to get back to training.
I'm sorry.

-What's happening?
Wait, wait, wait.

Sorry. Tommy, is it?

Uh, if you sustained
a concussion,

we need to make sure
that you don't have

any brain damage.
-Brain damage?

-Or worse. A bleeder, edema.

We don't get that checked,
he might not last the day.

-We got it under control.
Okay?

-Alright, baby, maybe we should
listen to the doctor.

Do a neuro exam.
-Consider it a precaution.

-What are you doing?

-I take it back.
Good call, paging neuro.

**

-This is literally
one of the hardest things

I've ever had to go through.

My neighbors leave
their shoes in the hallway

every day --

rain or shine.

And, Dr. Pierce,
we did not pay a fortune

to live in a penthouse apartment

just to look at
orthopedic sneakers

whenever we walk out the door.

-Let's dig a little deeper.

How does this behavior
make you feel?

-Like there's no sense
of justice in the world.

-Oh, Bitsy.

That is our time.

-I hate to ask this question,

but I have some friends
on the board

at Susan G. Komen,
and...

is it true you were fired
from Bronx General?

-That is inaccurate.

I'm simply on leave

and currently
weighing my options.

-Mm.

Yeah.

-For the record,

if my husband cheated on me,

I would have done
the same thing.

**

-Nice shiner, Wolf.

-Yeah, you should see
the other guy.

Nice tan, Dr. Nichols.

Good to see
you're not working too hard.

-Weekend in the Hamptons.

You should see the other guy.

-Look, doc, Tommy's
been a fighter for a long time.

Throwing a punch
is like an involuntary reflex.

I feel awful that you were
on the receiving end,

but I'd really appreciate it

if you didn't bring in
the cavalry.

-I have no intention
of calling the cops.

They'd make me fill out
a police report,

and I'm...paperwork averse.

That said, I would like Tommy
to get through neuro testing.

-I assure you, he will.

I've been
the Grudco family doctor

since Earl there
was a featherweight.

-Tommy, can you tell me

exactly what resulted
in your head injury?

-Eh, it was nothing but
a sparring match gone wrong.

-Dad, I was punching myself.

-Look, my, uh...

my boy is an incredible fighter.

But even he can't beat time.

He's getting older.
He's had a string of losses.

He's in his head.
We think he's got the yips.

-That's when an athlete has
a sudden loss of ability.

-I am familiar with the yips,

but thank you.

Okay.

If you are insisting on
being discharged,

I would feel a lot better
not calling the cops

if you would agree
to see a good psychiatrist.

Luckily, I can recommend one.

-Girl, I just listened
to a patient

complain about shoes
for an hour.

-Yeah, her trauma pays
for your divorce lawyer.

Dr. Pierce.

A moment of your time?

So, what kind of riveting cases
are we tackling these days?

-None of your business.

-Let me guess.

Post-traumatic facelift
disorder?

Poke fun all you want, Wolf.

But, uh, I keep telling you,
I'm thriving.

There's an espresso machine
in the kitchen

with eight kinds of oat milk
in the fridge.

All the furniture is ergonomic.

And my clients, they all
smell like Chanel No. 5.

-Oh! Can I start sleeping
in your office?

-Why would you let
your daddy move in with you

if you were just gonna
avoid him?

-Why would you rent office space
on the Upper East Side

when you know you belong
at Bronx General?

-The hospital put me on leave.

-And?

-And I refuse to grovel.

Alison had an affair
with my husband

and then sought me out.

The only reason
I continued to treat her was

because I was afraid
if I didn't,

she would hurt herself.

I just want to put all of it,
including Bronx General,

in my rear view.

-So, I guess that means
you don't want to help me

with a potential
psych patient.

MMA fighter,
bad case of the yips,

at least according
to his overbearing father,

who also happens
to be his coach.

He came into the hospital after
punching himself repeatedly.

I thought if you could get
him alone in a room,

maybe you could get
some more answers.

Full disclosure,

he does not smell
like Chanel No. 5.

-He gave you that black eye?
-Yes.

-Then by all means,
bring him in.

I'd like to thank him in person.

-Hey. You paged?

-Just hang tight, Mrs. Garcia.

Remember those words I gave you.

Scissors, penny, ball.

I'm gonna quiz you on those
when I get back.

-Look at you,
getting your sea legs.

I am dreading my E.R. rotation.

This place is
a real anxiety trigger.

-It's the pace that's wild.

I mean, Dr. Wolf spends
three days with a patient.

Dr. Thorne spends
three minutes.

But the upside is I could
probably place a Foley cath

with my eyes closed.

-What do you need me for, then?

-Just to pick your brain.

30-year-old schizoaffective male

complaining
of daily chest pains.

Apparently he's in all the time.

-That sounds more
like a cardiology consult,

but I'll take a look.

-Hey, you look good, Kinney.

Mexico was the right call.

-Yeah, the time away really
helped me gain some perspective.

I don't think
I can handle anything

more than friendship right now.
-Copy that.

I do make a really good friend.

-I could have sworn
you were supposed to be

chasing down my labs, Dr. Nash.

How about you put
a little pep in that step?

-That's my fault.

I was consulting with him
about a patient.

-Well, psych can figure out
how to keep that guy

his meds and out of my E.R.

And if you want to flirt
with Dr. Kinney,

do that on your own time.

-Got it.

-So, Tommy, tell me,

how'd you get into fighting?

Does it run in your family?

-I, uh, took one of those
questionnaires in high school.

And the results
said I should be a stockbroker.

But the counselor said I needed
some sense beaten into me,

so I guess I took it
too literally.

When I was that age,

I just knew I was going to be
a marine biologist.

I was obsessed
with emperor penguins.

-Penguins?
-Emperor penguins, specifically.

The father penguins
literally starve themselves

for months
during the harshest winters,

in order to protect
their unhatched young

from the elements.
-I get it.

-When my mom died, my dad did
just about anything for me.

You know, he'd drive
two hours each way to the gym,

make sure I had
the best trainers.

Mm.

I'd complain the whole time,

and he'd just say,
"Suck it up, Tommy.

It's better to raise strong boys
than fix broken men."

-I know the quote.

Are you and your father close?

-Yeah.

He's my coach, too.

You know,
he had dreams of Golden Gloves,

but he didn't make it that far.

And look, I know
he's living a little through me,

but I never cared.

You know,
fighting was always our thing.

It's just, uh...

...I just wonder
if he sees me differently now.

-And why would that be?

-I've been off my game...

losing more.

-And what does that mean
for your relationship?

-Dad's a winner.

That's very important to him.

If I'm not good enough...

-If you're not good enough,
then what?

-So, he's got anger issues.

But in Tommy's defense,
that sculpture was hideous.

-No, I've...

I've referred patients
to anger management before.

This wasn't that.

It was fast
and almost out of the blue.

But I do agree it was more
than just the yips.

I've been watching
Tommy's fights.

The dude's got a mean left hook.

-Yeah, we've been acquainted.

-So, then why would
a southpaw throw with his right?

That's a bit weird, isn't it?

-All of his self-inflicted
injuries from punching himself

were on his right side, as well.

Unilateral symptoms like this

could indicate stroke
or dystonia.

If this is neurological,

what if Tommy has no control
over his own arm?

He could hurt himself again.

-Or he could
hurt someone else.

**

-I got to say, sparring
with a doctor is a first for me.

-You ever been in a fight?
-No.

Uh, I consider myself
a pacifist,

though I did break
someone's nose on PCP once.

That's a story
for a different time.

-You want me to teach you, like,
a simple combo?

-Sure, in case I ever end up in
another ill-advised drug bender.

-Alright. Hands up.

Left leg forward
in a fighting stance.

That's good. Alright.

I'm gonna show you the first
combo my dad ever taught me.

Alright, it's just
a jab, jab, right hook.

So, it's, uh...

jab, jab, right hook.

-Okay, what just happened there?

-My arm's been getting
these spasms lately.

-Both arms or just the right?
-Just the right.

Sometimes it feels like

it belongs to a completely
different person.

Like it's not a part of me.

Like it has a mind of its own.

**

That's crazy, right?

-It's Alien Hand Syndrome.

-I'm sorry?

Alien Hand Syndrome is
the official name?

-It's also called
Dr. Strangelove Syndrome.

-I'm not sure
that's any better.

-Whatever it's called,
this is a new one for me.

-Oh, not for me.

I spent a summer in Haiti,
doing Doctors Without Borders.

There was a fisherman
who couldn't even cast his line,

and no one could figure out what
it was until I diagnosed him.

-Okay, so then you already know

that it's a limb that acts
as if by its own will,

without the brain's
conscious control.

You can see patients picking
things up without realizing it,

untying with one hand
what the other hand just tied.

And it can be violent.

People have even
strangled themselves.

-Or punched themselves.

-Explains what happened
in the ring.

-And what happened to you,
Dr. Wolf.

-AHS is not our answer.

It's just a symptom
of something bigger.

Question is, what?

-With Pierre, the fisherman
from Haiti, there was a tumor.

But this could be a progressive
neurological disease.

How do we persuade him
to take a test?

We could offer him
a lifetime supply of creatine.

Might not have to be
for that long

if whatever he has is terminal.

-I don't know
how they did things at Cornell,

but here we respect
our patients.

And we don't sit on my Floré.

**

-Yes, I understand.

I will look for more cuts,

but we'll be hanging by a thread

if I agree to everything
that you're asking.

You need to know that.

Yeah. I'll be in touch.

-If you want to save money,
fire the new resident.

He's not a good fit.

And you planting an underling to
do your bidding is a bit much.

-He's not a plant.

He applied for the position,

and your department
could use the help.

-Okay, fine.

I'll take Dr. Porter,
but in return,

I want you to approve the
Spect scan I requested for Dad.

-God!
I am underwater right now.

And this is low on my list
of priorities, Oliver.

-Is everything okay?

-Maybe you should think
about taking some time off.

-I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Um, how is your father doing?

Is he still leaving half-empty
coffee cups in every room?

He used to drive me crazy.

-I haven't noticed.

-Right.
Because you live here now.

You mentioned that insomnia was
one of his latest symptoms.

-I did. He said it started
about eight months ago.

-Hmm.

When we were married,

he used to say that insomnia
would be the death of him.

Plagued him his whole life.

Oliver...

I don't want
your father to be sick.

But I also don't want him
to take advantage of you.

So I will approve that scan.

Maybe it will give you
the truth you need,

once and for all.

**

-Tommy,
I'd like to try something.

Do it clean with your left.

**

-How's that supposed
to kill the yips?

-Tommy doesn't have the yips.

-What did I tell you?
Clean bill of health.

-No, wait wait, wait.

Now do it clean with your right.

-Hey. It's okay, baby.

Just do what the doctor says,
right?

**

-Can't do it.

-Okay. It's okay.

He's been struggling for a while
with his right hand.

I saw it the other day.

He had trouble brushing
his teeth.

-We think that Tommy
is dealing with a rare condition

called Alien Hand Syndrome.

His hand is acting on its own.

It's neurological, but
a side effect of something else.

We need to run tests
to find the cause.

-Duly noted.
I'll fill in Dr. Hendricks.

-I would really prefer
to run the tests myself.

-No, you've gone above
and beyond, Dr. Wolf.

We appreciate it,

but I think I know
what's best for my boy.

He's days away from a fight.
That's our focus now.

So, if you could see
your way out.

-Tommy, let us help you.

-What the hell is
the matter with you?

Did you not hear me?

Get out of here! Now!

Come on. Go!

**

**

-I know it wasn't easy
growing up with a dad

who was struggling
with mental illness.

-It was, uh, harder
growing up without a dad at all.

-Looks pretty good...

for someone who gets hit
in the head for a living.

-It's my dad's.

-Huh.

-Yes,
I am still working him up.

So, according to Carol,

we both have
an avoidant attachment style.

-According to Carol, she has
a secure attachment style,

but she's getting divorced,
so make that make sense.

-Wolf, um...

-...it's been a while

since your dad's come back,
and I --

-I know.

If I could, I would,

but 30 years is a lot
to process, Josh.

My house just...isn't in order.

-Um...

no one's house is ever in order.

But I-I get it.

I get who you are,

and I get that this is
your response to the shock

of your father
coming back into your life.

I get it, and believe me,
Oliver, I can't imagine.

But you can't expect me
to wait for something

that might not ever happen.

**

Yeah.

**

**

-Dr. Wolf.

-Is everything okay?

-We had a really scary night.

-I don't know what happened.
He just --

Tommy froze up like a zombie.

He wouldn't let me bring him in,

and it happened again
this morning, and --

-Oh, okay.

Are you alright?
-Yeah. I'm fine. I'm fine.

-I need a complete picture
of his life.

Additional symptoms,
changes in diet,

any medications he might be on.

Full transparency.

-Of course. Yeah.

-In the meantime, let's get
started on some more testing.

-Okay.

-Dr. Thorne.
-Dr. Carol Fierce.

Brightening the hallways
of my E.D.

Please tell me this means
you're back.

-Nope, just helping Wolf
with a case.

Not even stepping foot
on the psych floor.

You never saw me.
-Fine, but so we're clear,

I'd do anything to have
a competent head of psych.

The kid they replaced you with

couldn't grow a mustache
if he tried.

-Please. It used to be me
you complained about.

Don't worry
about fixing the hands, Carol.

They're just here
for a hot sandwich.

-That was friendly banter
fueled by latent sexual tension.

Head fixers call
that erotomanic delusion.

-Well, if I have to keep
dealing with Doogie Howser,

my delusions are going to be
more of the homicidal variety.

Save me, Carol.

-Dr. Wolf?

We found something
in Tommy's meds.

-He's been taking dangerously
high levels of levodopa.

-A drug used to manage
Parkinson's?

-Corticobasal degeneration
can cause Alien Hand.

Guess he knew it all along.

Just wanted to appease
his wife by coming here.

He completely played us.

-You have something called
corticobasal degeneration.

-What does that mean?

-It's a form
of atypical Parkinsonism.

It accounts for the
Alien Hand Syndrome,

and your MRI is consistent
with the diagnosis.

Tommy, did you know
that you had this?

Were you keeping it a secret

so you wouldn't have to stop
fighting?

What?

No.

-We looked at
all your supplements.

You're taking a high dose
of a drug called levodopa,

which is used to manage
symptoms.

The episode
that you had last night

is likely a side effect of that.

-But Tommy's so young.

-That's why we call it
early onset.

But there is reason for hope.

Advancements are being made
every day

that will help with the quality
of life moving forward.

And with some patients,

boxing is actually
used to help

stave off the progression
of Parkinson's.

-My dad is in charge
of all my supplements.

I just take what he tells me.

**

He knew.

He and Dr. Hendricks knew
and didn't tell me

because they didn't want me
to stop fighting.

So much for emperor penguins,
huh?

He was never protecting me.

He was exploiting me.

-We'll continue him
on levodopa,

But a more conservative dose.

It's worth a trial, even though
his presentation is atypical.

-Completely agree.

Treatment for
typical Parkinson's

can still help him
with motor function

as we figure
out the best course.

-Where's my boy? Tommy!
Tommy, where are you?

I'm getting you out of here,
Tom.

You know we have
our own doctor.

-I don't think Dr. Hendricks
will be practicing

medicine much longer.
I will make sure of that.

-What did you tell Tommy,
you smug son of a bitch?

-Oh, my mom is a lot of things,
but even I wouldn't go that far.

I am treating Tommy,
not gaslighting him

into thinking there's
nothing wrong with him.

-You don't know what
you're talking about.

You don't know anything
about me or my son.

Do you need help getting that
through your thick skull?

-Lay one hand on him, and you're
leaving here on a stretcher.

and I'm a neurosurgeon,

so I can get that
through yourthick skull.

-Okay, I really appreciate
the sentiment,

but we did take an oath.
"Do no harm."

-I didn't sign an oath.

-Oh!

**

-See? You still got it.
You're fine.

Don't let these doctors
poison you.

-That's enough, Dad.
Enough with the lies.

You could have gotten me killed.

-That's the risk you take
every time you get in the cage.

You got to walk in there
believing you're invincible.

-But I'm not.

I am not invincible,
I am sick.

It's real.
It's not going away.

-No!

No.

I refuse to believe this will
take you away from me.

I love you, kid.
You are going to be fine.

-I get it.

You don't want to fix
a broken man, right?

Good news.

You don't have to.
-Oh, Tom.

Tommy...

**

-Honestly, Tommy's dad
reminds me a lot of my old man.

The only time I hear from him
now is when the Cowboys'

injured reserve list changes.
-Ah, sure.

But did he ever hide

a life-threatening diagnosis
from you?

-Uh, yes.

Atypical megalomania.

-You know you love me, Markus.

-I think you just proved
my point.

-Wow.

-Didn't mean
to interrupt a meeting

of the Dr. Wolf fan club.

Carry on.
-We're not sycophants.

We've all had our moments
with Wolf.

And he's not always
the easiest boss,

but he's a great doctor.

-Who's been fired
from every hospital

in the tristate area.

-Dr. Wolf might be face blind,

but he sees right through you.

You're gonna last five minutes.

-Do I trigger you, Kinney?

Buck up.

You know,
medicine is a mean sport.

Try not to take it
so personally.

Oh, and also...

I'm your senior.

If you don't start treating
me that way,

youmight not last
five minutes.

**

-Hey.
-Thanks Dad!

-I see you found the gift shop.

-Yeah.

Cynthia says I spoil them,

but I just want to see
them happy.

-Well, I'd say
that makes you a good dad.

-I used to think I had
the best role model.

For as long as I've been alive,
my dad's been there for me.

He'd get up
before the sun was even out.

Running hills with me.
My first loss.

My first win.

It's hard to reconcile that
with the man who lied to me.

But I love what I do.

It's not just about my dad.

So, uh,
if it's all going to end,

I want it to end on a high note.

One last win.

I want my girls to be proud
of me.

I hate to admit it --

I want my dad
to be proud of me, too.

-I understand that instinct.

Believe me, I do.

But, Tommy, in good conscience,

I have to urge you
not to get back in the ring

or the cage or the Octagon,
whatever you call it.

-With all due respect,
Dr. Wolf...

...you can't stop me.

-Then at least let me try
to prevent you

from killing yourself
in the process.

Your arm isn't the issue.
It's your brain.

We'll focus on the reflection
of your left arm in the mirror.

-It looks
like I'm using my right arm.

-Yes.
In other words, your bad arm.

Now, this helps retrain
your brain into believing

you have full control over it.

Eventually, you go
from thinking you can control it

to actually controlling it.

-This is pretty wild, Dr. Wolf.

They, uh, teach you this
in medical school?

-No, but I try
to think outside of the box

or in this case, inside the box.

Don't get discouraged.

Keep going.

Repetition is your friend.

The visual feedback
provided to you by the mirror

is strengthening the connection
between intention

and sensory feedback,

eventually leading
to motor control and speed,

conditioning both
so they come to you as instinct.

**

-I am definitely having
a midlife crisis.

That was so much fun.

-Admit it, Pierce.
-Admit what?

-I know you love your fancy
espresso machine,

but you miss me.

And you miss helping people
like Tommy come back.

-You just want to walk down
the hall and get free therapy.

-Well, as a matter of fact,

I could use some
of that piercing wisdom.

I am...

scared to get close
to my dad.

I'm afraid he's lying to me.

-That's understandable.

There's a lot of baggage
to unpack.

But let's pretend there wasn't.

Let's pretend
that he's just a patient.

What would you do to help him?

You would do everything in
your power to get to know him.

Go home, Wolf.

Go home.

**

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**

-Proud of you no matter what,
alright?

**

-Hey.

How are you feeling?

-Like the first MMA fighter
with a neurologist as a coach.

-I was thinking after this,
I could open up a gym

and help people
with Parkinson's.

You know,
maybe I got a greater purpose

than knocking people out.

-That's a great idea, Tommy.

Why don't we talk about it
after you knock him out?

-Right.
-Go get him!

**

-Come on, baby!
-Tommy!

**

-See, Tommy's got the reach.
He just needs to watch the jab.

-Look at you talking sports.

-Alright.

-Oh!

-That's it for me, guys.

I'll see you back
at the bar, alright?

-Come on!

-Alright, Tommy. Alright!
-Come on, Tommy.

Let's go, Tommy.

-Your arm isn't the issue.
It's your brain.

**

**

-Okay. That's it, that's it.
Fight's over.

**

-I see you!
-Tommy!

**

-Thank you, Dr. Wolf.

**

**

-Thanks for helping, you guys.

This place is really starting
to feel like home.

-Cute and handy lesbian is just
one of the many fine amenities

that comes with this apartment.

-Stop flirting with me
in front of my friend, Katie.

It's embarrassing.
-Fine.

I got to turn in for the night,
anyways.

-Night.
-Night.

My shoulder feels
a lot better after PT.

-Oh, it does, does it?

-Mm-hmm.

-Sweet dreams.

I'm glad you're back.
Glad you're better.

-Me too.

-Ah!
-Ah! Yikes!

-Huh, I never took you
for a slow unpacker, roomie.

I would have thought
three days, four tops.

-Yeah, well,
blame it on vacation mode.

-Okay.

-The fight-or-flight response

is how human beings
respond to stress.

It's a survival mechanism

that allows us to react quickly

to life-threatening situations.

Some of us prefer flight.

We escape to protect ourselves.

-I have talked to the cleaning
staff, the doormen, the HOA,

and still, the shoes are there.

I mean,
you're the professional here.

What do you think?

-I want my job back.

Get a date on the books
with the hospital board.

I'm ready to tell my side
of the story.

-I'm on it.

-And some of us
prefer to stay and fight,

even if we know
we might lose in the end.

-Dr. Wolf.

-Charlie.

-The new resident who's
secretly working for your mom?

-Oh.

Now I recognize you.

-I wanted to apologize.

I know I made
a few rookie mistakes,

but the truth is, I asked for
this job because of you.

You're the best.

And I want to learn
from the best.

-How about we wipe
the slate clean?

-I'd like that.

-But what if a threat
comes out of nowhere?

**

-* Running from a shadow *

-Hey, Dad.

Figure we might as well stop
avoiding each other.

Got some Thai food.

You can finally regale me
with stories of Bangkok.

**

-* All you got to do
is make it through *

**

**

-How do we fight
when we've been knocked down

again and again?

**

**

-Where'd he learn
to punch like that?

-It doesn't matter.

He won't be fighting back
anymore.

Isn't that right, Oliver?

-* ...love like yours
will surely come my way *

* A-hey, a-hey-hey *

* Love like yours
will surely come my way *

**

-Greg, move your head.

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