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I am not bragging.

It says "legendary" right
there in the recipe.

You wrote
the recipe, Mom.

I inherited the recipe.

"Legendary" came with it.

You can't...

tell me to make them and then...

deny me my own adjective.

I won't deny you your adjective.

Fair enough.

Um, I can come by tomorrow.

Mom?

Are you there?

Are you with me, Mom?

Mom?

Uh...

Sorry, uh...

I los... I lost my place.

Mom?

Uh...

I'm o... I'm okay.

Mom?

What's happening?

Are you there?

Mom.

Mom!

♪ Can't be said
I'm an early bird ♪

♪ It's 10:00 before
I say a word ♪

♪ Baby, I can never tell ♪

♪ How do you sleep so well? ♪

♪ You keep telling me... ♪

Thank you for coming, Dr. Bynum.

Thank you...

for inviting me, Dr. Watson.

Okay, we've...

been dating for,
what, two months now?

-Give or take.
-Mm-hmm.

And you have seen me
all the way naked.

Like, all the way.

When are we gonna stop
calling each other "Doctor"?

I don't know. How about
when it stops being fun?

Okay.

This is quite the surprise.

You're supposed to be on
your way to Monte Carlo.

I sent my regrets.

You're the keynote speaker
for a genetics conference.

And they have 300
geneticists headed their way.

-They'll be all right.
-Ditching

a conference last minute?

Is this like you?

I think it's like me right now.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh... ♪

It might be the babysitter.

I'm not going anywhere.

Actually, it's not mine.

Mary?

John, thank God.

It's my mother.

Watson, everything okay?

I'm on my way to
UHOP, Dr. Lubbock.

All hands on deck.

You up?

Watson needs us.

I'll get my car.

Fell asleep on these.

Don't let it happen again.

Mom?

Mom.

Mom, what happened?

Patient collapsed while baking.

-Elizabeth Morstan. Is that...?
-Mary's mother, yes.

She's tachypneic with acute
altered mental status.

Is she having a stroke?

There's no facial droop.

Extremity exam is normal.

Did your brother get
to the house yet?

The paramedics let themselves
in with a hidden key.

It's, uh, in one of their
pockets, but the door's locked.

Tell him to kick it down.

The three
imaginary planes

for dividing the human body are?

Uh, sagittal, coronal,
and transverse.

Yes. And excuse me, Doreen.

Sure.

Evening, Dr. Croft.

I need to kick through
a door, Shinwell.

Oh, great.

So, is it a metal door?

Wooden door?

Particle board? I
need particulars.

Is the patient
your mother-in-law?

Ex-mother-in-law.

Is she experiencing memory loss?

No.

I don't think so.

There are notes everywhere.

How to start the car.

How to lock the door.

Her respiratory distress
is worsening, John.

We need something now.

-Any cognitive changes?
-No.

She can teach class tomorrow.

What was she baking?

-Nana's legendary tea cakes.
-Nana's legendary tea cakes.

The recipe lists a
secret ingredient.

One teaspoon only.
Don't duplicate.

Those are almond cakes.

Look for a small glass bottle.

-Probably no label.
-I see it.

Okay, smell it. Don't taste it.

Just smell it.

Almonds.

Bitter
almond extract.

Very good, Sasha. And why can't

we buy bitter almond
extract in stores?

Because it can contain a
deadly amount of cyanide.

Cyanide poisoning.

The patient's been making her
own bitter almond extract.

She needs the antidote.

Five grams of hydroxocobalamin.

Prepare that in a second dose
in case we need to repeat it.

Mom?

Hi, honey.

Oh, thank God. You
had us so worried.

Oh.

Hi.

He saved you.

John, I was just telling
Mom you saved her life.

Oh. Thank you, young man.

It's my pleasure.

Elizabeth, I want to talk
to you about some notes

that we found in your home.

There were some instructions
on how to start your car.

A-Are you one of my doctors?

I'm just helping out. But
I'm interested, of course.

Oh. Wh-What do they call you?

Excuse me?

I raised my daughter

to respect doctors, young man.

Uh, we're not on a
first-name basis just yet.

So you don't know who I am?

I don't.
Unless I'm missing

something, you...

you and I never met before.

Morning, Shinwell.

-Morning, guv.
-Morning, Dr. Lubbock.

Oh, good morning.

-Watson.
-Morning, Dr. Croft.

-Hey, Watson.
-Dr. Croft.

New Scientistwant
to interview you.

Certain questions about cloning.

Uh, tell them I send my regrets.

Passing that along. Once again.

Dr. Ishikata of Tokyo
University, yeah...

we like him... he reached out

regarding a possible
collaboration.

Oh, okay. Well, tell
him I send my regrets.

So is that the official policy
of the Holmes Clinic then?

"Dr. Watson sends his regrets."

You feeling gun-shy, perchance?

I mean, after all the business

-with Moriarty.
-We've got patients, Shinwell,

and I got three brilliant
doctors down there

-waiting to treat them.
-Yeah.

Formerly four brilliant
young doctors.

But...

your point is well taken.

Mary.

A month ago, Elizabeth
Morstan was fine.

Two weeks ago, she
couldn't even recognize me.

Where'd you find this?

Got it from your
house, Elizabeth.

It's been there for years.

I would know my own
son-in-law if I saw him.

She's already

experiencing what most
doctors would consider

moderate to severe dementia.

This feels

so good.

Oh, you're so beautiful.

A-Are you one of my doctors?

And as of this morning,

the patient couldn't even
recognize her own daughter.

This process should
have taken years.

Are we sure it didn't?

Cognitive decline
sneaks up on people.

Mary visits her mother
two times a week.

So you're talking the
medical director of UHOP

just not noticing?

I don't see it.

We can give you our
best assessment.

But that's really a
question for a neurologist.

If only we had one
of those handy.

You can't keep me

around here forever.

I'm too young for all this.

That's... Um, I'm sorry,

can you just remind
me again, Elizabeth,

how old are you?

I'm 25.

Too young to be...

hanging around
all these doctors.

Why?

How old do I look?

It's not a lie.

It's not a delusion.

It's... a confabulation.

Elizabeth Morstan
can't remember things

past a certain
point in her life.

She explains that to
herself by concluding

that's how old she must be.

A 72-year-old woman
believes she's 25.

Explain how that happens.

Symptoms are
typically associated

with Korsakoff syndrome.

It's unlikely.
She's a non-drinker.

I know we could
use a neurologist.

That's why I have
empowered the three of you

-to help me find one.
-We've recommended four candidates.

You've rejected them all.

Why don't you just tell us
what you're looking for?

-I'm looking for a world-class neurologist.
-No.

You're looking for an
interesting subject.

Please explain this.

You tend to see the world as
an experiment in genetics.

Stephens and I, we were
interesting because we're twins.

Sasha was adopted
from rural China

into a privileged
suburb of Dallas.

And Ingrid was an actual
question of good or evil.

How are we supposed to top that?

I never asked you to top it.

No, you just
reject every candidate

we send you.

You know the three of us now.

You need fresh meat. So
why don't you tell us

what mystery you're
looking to solve

and we'll tell you who to hire.

-Guv.
-Could use your help.

I need a fresh
perspective, Shinwell.

From a first-year
nursing student?

Go with the twins and
examine the patient.

There's been a recent
change in her gait.

I want to revisit
Lewy body dementia.

Sasha, help me reorganize
everything that we got

from Elizabeth's house.

There's something...

we're not seeing.

Oh, and...

I'm not done with you
three yet, by the way.

Yes, you have proven
yourselves to be doctors,

true, but...

you're still full of mysteries.

What's mine?

Help me find me a neurologist
and I'll tell you.

Oh.

-Oof.
-Couple of lovely laps.

-All right, keep going.
-Okay.

-You're doing great.
-All right.

Go on.

Hold on to her compact, lads.

She thinks she's 25.

How's she gonna feel

if she gets a look at things?

Mm-hmm.

-Oh.
-Good.

Anastasia Petrov.

Neuro residency at Mayo
and fellowship at Sloan.

What's her mystery?

Looks like she might have one
brown eye and one blue one.

Isolated heterochromia?

I can hear Watson
yawning already.

Madeleine Weaver.

She played basketball for Penn.

One of the links on her résumé
says she's six-foot-eight.

A six-eight neurologist?
That could work.

What do you make of
Watson the country doctor?

We treat patients from
all over the world.

But he shut down the
lab three months ago.

He's not publishing.

Turns down every grant.

I'm sure he's still hurting
after Moriarty almost killed us.

Give him time, Stephens.

We have given him time.

Watson's been good to us.

But, you know,
without the research,

we're just doctors
in the Rust Belt.

I didn't sign up to work
at a regional clinic.

How long

have you been up?

Two hours?

Just get a better perspective
when everyone is asleep.

Hmm.

What do you want?

It's not a "you
and me" question.

We're too new for that.

It's a you question.

I've never heard you say

"I want this" or "I need this."

I've only ever seen
you give yourself away.

I can go first, if that helps.

Okay.

I want my son to thrive.

I want my patients to live.

And I want one of them to...

think about me
later and remember

someone cared about them
when they were up against it.

I want my life to
mean something.

And...

I want to have the
best sex I've ever had

to keep from worrying
that it doesn't.

So, that's me.

Laila Bynum.

How about you?

Um...

I'm sorry. It's Mary.

Her mother's had a change.

Saved by the buzz.

You owe me a
statement of purpose.

Listen, I know this
is a lot, all right?

But I was with Mary
for a long time.

I can handle all of that.

I just want to
know what you want.

How are you this
morning, Elizabeth?

I'm fabulous. I'm glowing.

That's good. That's
good to hear.

But I heard you're
refusing your medication.

And that's not good. We
need to keep you healthy.

You don't want to fill
me with chemicals.

You might hurt the baby.

Didn't anyone tell you?

I'm having a baby.

What do you think?
I made a list.

-Girls and boys.
-I see.

It's...

She's talking
about me, John.

I don't have any siblings.

I know.

My mother thinks she's
pregnant with me.

Look at these.

Take a look.

This right here is your
mother's typical handwriting.

This is what she
wrote this morning.

See the difference?

See the looping and the shaking?

This is motor dysfunction.

It's new.

I'm gonna order a
kinematic analysis

to evaluate the changes.

Why? You think that
can change anything?

Oh, I think it can
change everything.

Now, it's only a theory.

But if I'm right,

your mother doesn't
have Alzheimer's,

Lewy body dementia, or any
other nightmare diagnosis.

If I am right,

this is reversible.

I can bring her back.

We have to
get Elizabeth Morstan

onto the UNOS list.

-She needs a new liver.
-What?

If I'm right, she doesn't have
a neurodegenerative disorder.

Elizabeth has covert
hepatic encephalopathy

due to undiagnosed
cirrhosis of the liver.

We missed it.

Liver tests can come out normal

in the earliest stages of H.E.

Cirrhosis. Isn't
Elizabeth a non-drinker?

She is. But she also has
a history of type 2 diabetes.

Elizabeth's at
risk for developing

nonalcoholic fatty
liver disease.

That's how she got cirrhosis.

If she has cirrhosis.

No, this is a good thing, Mary.

We can reverse her dementia.

First we'll confirm
cirrhosis with a biopsy.

But then all we have to do is
treat your mother with lactulose

and rifaximin until
she gets a new organ.

Mm.

It was an intense fellowship.

Lots of late nights,

lots of dissecting human brains.

Lost a fiancé to the whole
deal, if I'm being honest.

But would do it again in a
heartbeat.

Is there anything
else I can tell you?

I do have one
question, actually.

How tall are you?

Five-eight.

Is that relevant?

-Not at all.
-Not really.

It's just one of the
links in your résumé

says "six-eight."

Uh, it's a typo.

-Hmm.
-Huh.

Five-eight's a great height.

A perfect height. My own height.

Thank you so much for
coming in today, Maddy.

Dr. Watson should have an
opening in his schedule soon.

Please reach out if he does.

Bye now.

-She's perfect. You don't have to be...
-She's boring.

...six-foot-eight to be
interesting, Stephens.

To Watson you do.

Set up the interview if you
like. He'll just turn her down.

Watson said we're
all full of mysteries.

What did he mean by that?

Does it matter?

Well, I like to know
I'm being evaluated.

Does he just want to know if
you and me are gonna make it?

-Is that interesting?
-Oh.

I mean, it is to me.

But, like, on a...

cosmic scale.

Oh.

-What?
-No, don't look.

It's her.

I don't want to
have a conversation.

Stephens.

Adam.

And Sasha.

Good to see you all.

Hey, Ingrid.

You're here.

At... at UHOP.

Just an appointment.

Don't worry.

I heard you took
a job in Portland.

AGH came in with a
competitive offer.

Got my sister set up
here, so... we stayed.

I read your book.

You did?

Mm.

Thought it was well done.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

You look good.

Thanks.

Well, tell Watson I say hi.

Absolutely.

Is it me

or is she in
suspiciously good form?

"Suspicious" being
the operative word.

-Are these vitamins?
-Yes.

Let me help you.

They will help you stay healthy.

There you go.

Just have a couple
more left here.

Do...

do I know you?

Um, you-you come by
every day, but, um...

feels like...

much more than that.

Yes, my name is John Watson.

-Ah.
-Does that...

-mean anything to you?
-Oh.

Well, you...

take good care of me and Miles.

Come by every day.

So I guess that's...

That all I need to know.

So you think you're
having a boy?

Call it a
mother's intuition.

Oh.

How long has your stomach
been swollen like that?

Hmm?

For some time.

Mind if I take a look?

Sure.

Mm.

Isn't he beautiful?

Your mother contracted a
urinary tract infection.

Now, she's responding
to the antibiotics,

but her liver
function's taken a hit.

The swelling in her abdomen
is from worsening ascites.

Mary, she can't wait anymore.

She's in acute liver failure.

We need to do a
transplant right away.

She's still number
four on the UNOS list.

That could be days.

It could be weeks.

-How long does she have?
-I don't know.

But if we wait too
long, she could be

too unstable for the operation.

Use me.

I want to be a living donor.

Take a piece of my liver and
make a directed donation to Mom.

It's my liver, John.

It regenerates. We're family.

There's less chance
she'll reject the tissue.

Okay, you need to
understand every...

You say this can bring her
all the way back, right?

We have to do this.

It's her only option.

Okay.

First we have to be sure

that you're a candidate
to make that donation.

If everything lines up, then...

we'll do it as soon as we can.

But like you say, this
is her only option.

When's the last
time you finished a movie?

Now, listen,
it's just not fun for me.

I get hung up on diagnosing
all these crazy-ass actors.

-Have you seen some of these... Seriously.
-They say I can't do it.

I just talked to the surgeons.

They say I'm a
borderline candidate.

They won't let me donate
because they're worried

my liver isn't big
enough to handle it.

Can you give us
a second, please?

Sure.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Look, don't be sorry.

Just... do your thing.

You push boundaries.

This is what you
do. Find me someone.

Find a surgeon who's willing
to harvest the tissue.

Can I see your workup?

I know how that looks, but
I am a borderline candidate,

not a nonviable one.

-I can't do it.
-I see.

When it's something you want,

you'll go to any risk.

-When it's for someone else...
-No, listen,

I agree with Dr. Rao's findings.

Okay? The risks to
you, it's just...

they're just too high.

If you donate,

you're at risk for
liver failure yourself.

And we can't lose both of you.

I can't lose both of you.

Then she's gonna die, John.

My mother's gonna die.

John?

You recognize me?

How long have I been like this?

You've been sick
for a while now.

You're having trouble
with your memory.

Mary and I, and all of
the other doctors here,

we're working to get you better.

I... I don't think
that's going to happen.

Where's Mary? I want...
I want to say goodbye.

No, no. We are not there yet.

But Mary is here working.
Let me get her for you.

I want to see Miles.

You don't have a son, Elizabeth.

It's just Mary.

I guess I-I don't.

Mary.

Mary. Your mother
wants to talk to you.

She knows where she is.

She's having a
moment of clarity.

This isn't necessarily
what you think.

Terminal lucidity.

This is what happens to dementia
patients right before they die.

Yeah, but her condition
isn't neurodegenerative.

We don't know why
it happens, John.

You're right.

But we also don't know
how long it lasts.

Hi, Mom.

Do we know each other?

Um, I'm someone who
cares about you.

Can we sit together?

He'll be here soon.

Personally?
I don't see it.

Ingrid's not really a "face
value" kind of person.

I say she's lying
about why she's here.

She did have a visitor badge.

I mean, it's not like
she makes up stuff

a hundred percent of the time.

May I
make a suggestion?

I think we'd all do well
to remember that few of us

were without sin last year.

I betrayed Watson.

Dr. Croft had a relapse.

It was a fraught time, plenty
of blame for all comers.

Uh, did Ingrid do wrong?

Yeah. Oh, yeah.

But she also came forward with
the truth when it mattered most.

She admitted the worst
thing she's ever done

in front of a room
full of people.

She also answered the question

that Dr. Watson was
most concerned with.

Ingrid's brilliant, right?

Is she
brilliant like Holmes,

or is she brilliant
like Moriarty?

Well, I'd say we know that now.

I'd say we know
that for certain.

But for all that, it was
Ingrid that lost her spot.

She's the only one that paid a
real price for what happened.

Now, has she bothered
us in the months since?

No.

She tried to turn the
situation to her advantage?

No.

Dr. Derian's fine.

She's just fine.

I say we leave her be
and focus on our work.

Of course you
know about this place.

Why am I not
surprised, Shinwell?

Well, I do keep an
eye on you, guv.

But I try not to bug
you when you're here.

A man needs a place to think.

Hmm. Is that what I'm doing?

Elizabeth Morstan keeps a file

about a chain of bakeries
called "The Pastry Mill."

I can't figure out
why she'd do that.

Should I tell the fellows
you'll be along shortly, then?

The morning meetings.

You know, I love 'em but
sometimes I hate 'em.

You know? I got a room full of

the smartest people I
can find, all just...

looking at me.

Waiting for direction.

Sounds like a good
way to go mad.

Myself, I think I'd retreat
to my own personal...

whatever this place is,
and never come back.

Oh, no, this is,
uh...

This is the old lobby.

When I was a kid, I used to run
through here, go see my doctor.

Tell them I'll have
direction for them soon.

John. Look, mate.

I'm not sure that I've
thanked you properly.

-For keeping me on.
-Oh, no, you've thanked me.

Comprehensively.

-Daily.
-But not properly, though.

I'm not sure that I even can.

It's a third chance. That's
what you've extended to me.

I'm not sure why,
but I am grateful.

The world needs what you
have to give, Shinwell.

Look, I know you don't
believe that yet. And look,

maybe you never will.

But you're kind.

In spite of where you came from,

in spite of what you did...

you're kind, and you care.

Yeah, of course, I mean, it
would have been easy for me

just to let you go.

But this place needs that.

Your patients need that.

And you owe them everything
that's good inside you.

Don't ever forget that.

Not when you're tired.

Not when you're sad,
or in a bad mood.

Not ever.

That's your penance.

Yeah.

Thanks, guv.

And you're also not allowed
to say that anymore.

All right.

Miles.

-Beg your pardon, guv?
-Tell the fellows that

I will give them some
direction this afternoon.

But I gotta go.

I have places to be, John.
What are we doing here?

1983 was a really good year.

You know, "Sucker
MC's" came out.

Sunday in the Park with George.

Only you would connect Run
DMC with Stephen Sondheim.

1983 was also the year
that you were born.

Mary Elizabeth Morstan.

You were an only child.

Your mother was 29
when she had you.

But in her
confabulations, she's 25

and about to have
her first baby.

Mom has dementia, she's
not going to be consistent.

Elizabeth, she's
building a reality

out of what's left
in her memory.

And yes, she is in
and out of believing

that she's pregnant,
but every time

she does think that,

Elizabeth believes it's 1979,

and that she's 25.

Where is this going?

You might want to
take a sip first.

I'm good, thanks.

Well, I have been
doing some research.

I called in a favor from an old
homicide detective that I know,

-looked at some records.
-John, what is it?

I think that your
parents got pregnant

before they were married.

I believe she had
a baby in 1979.

What?

You've got a sibling, Mary.

When they got pregnant,

Elizabeth and your father,
they had to make a choice.

They knew they couldn't
be parents yet, so they

gave their child
up for adoption.

I know this is a lot.

But if I'm right, there's
another potential match

for your mother.

Another candidate to
make a directed donation.

No, she would have told me.

Your parents, they
made a promise.

They found a loving
home for their child,

and they didn't interfere.

Meanwhile, your brother grew up,

succeeded, and started a
loving family of his own.

I've got two
chocolats au Guémon,

all warmed up.

Thank you. Uh, excuse me.

Your name wouldn't
be Miles McClung,

by any chance, would it?

It is. Do I know you?

Not yet. But I'd
like to introduce you

to Mary Morstan.

And if I'm right...

she's your sister.

-What?
-What?

Are we being scammed?

Do you believe any of this?

I was married to John
Watson for years.

Whatever this is,
it's not a scam.

Are you adopted?

Do you happen to
have wide thumbnails?

Like maybe you
got teased for it?

Me, too.

Can you crinkle up your
tongue to make it look like

a four-leaf clover?

Now how did you guess that?

Because I can do it, too.

Those are genetic traits.
We have them in common.

Look, I'm not saying
John is right.

But I've also learned
not to bet against him.

Even if this is true,
what am I supposed to do?

Donate my liver to a stranger?

I-I'm not asking you to do that.

I had no idea why I was
even coming here today.

You're telling me
my biological mother

is in the hospital.

That she'll die without
a directed donation.

You might not be making
a specific request,

but you're out here asking.

She is dying.

My mother is dying.

Wouldn't you do everything
you could to help?

Even if it meant asking
a stranger for something

you have no right to expect?

I would.

I'm married.

I got two daughters and a son.

This procedure,
you're talking about

cutting out part of my liver.

There have to be risks.

There are.

The liver regenerates,
but still,

something could happen to you
while you're under anesthesia.

Even if things go perfectly,
your quality of life

could be impacted.

All of that for a
woman I've never met.

If you were me, wouldn't
you put your family first?

The family you know.

I would.

I will pray for your
mother. But I can't help.

My mom's been mentioning you.

I know she wasn't in your life,

but she knows about this place.

She knows your name.

If you have time,

if you're willing...

I'm sure she'd love a visit.

I'm sorry.

I lashed out.

I can read my own workup.

I know I'm not a candidate
for a living donation.

You dug up a brother I didn't
even know was out there.

You did everything
you could have.

You did everything
anybody could have.

I started seeing someone
not too long ago.

I know.

I'm a detective.

All this with Mom...

I was on the way to our fifth
date when it all started.

Annie said she
wanted to stick in.

But she just kind
of drifted away.

I haven't heard from
her in two weeks.

When things go bad
in a real way...

that's when you learn who
has that stubborn streak

inside them.

That's when you learn
who's really there.

Thank you, John.

Your mother's worth it.

She is.

Excuse me?

I don't know your mother.

I mean, I called my parents,

they confirmed
everything that you said.

She gave birth to me.

But I don't know who she is.

If she's asking for me...

if she's dying...

I'd like to sit with her.

I'd like to say a
prayer if that's okay.

Of course.

Good morning, young
man. How's your world?

Surviving and
thriving. The usual?

You know it.

Good morning, young man.

How's your world?

Ah, scratching and surviving.

Good morning, young man.

How's your world?

Surviving and
thriving. The usual?

Yeah.

She came every day.

Your mother, she came
to see me every morning.

Six months in, I was
going to close the bakery.

She talked me out of it.

Told me to keep going.

She came every single day.

Mom?

Hi. Hi, honey.

You... you look tired.

A little bit.

Hi.

Sorry to interrupt.

M-Miles? What are
you doing here?

You've been sick, Mom.

He helped you.

Miles saved your life.

Come in. Join us.

Actually, I'm not
alone, if that's okay.

Come on, baby.

Come meet your Aunty Mary.

-Oh.
-There you go.

And this beautiful
woman is your grandma.

Oh, look at you.
Oh, my goodness.

Oh... You made
these? Oh, for me?

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

Here you go.

Two options to be
the next neurologist.

I think we found the
only candidate who's ever

going to make you happy.

If you don't find what
you're looking for in there,

I'm not sure we can help you.

Because I'm not sure you know.

I look forward to
reviewing the files.

Actually, Watson,
what's my mystery?

You still just looking to track
an adopted gal from the South?

I think I know who
you are by now, Sasha.

I mean, you've shown us all.

What is it, then?

You really want me to tell you?

I do, too.

Your mystery is
the same as mine.

It's the same as everyone's.

So what's going to
happen to you next?

What are you going
to do when it does?

And who are you going
to be when it's over?

Something's different
about you now.

I let some things go.

Are you doing okay?

I feel like nobody
ever asks you that.

-Doing just great.
-Yeah.

I-I can see that.

-All right, good night, Watson.
-Good night.

I'm not ready for this.

I just...

Not today, okay?

This...
this is uncomfortable.

It's uncomfortable because
this is where the work is.

We've been building
towards this,

You're ready.

Ingrid, for the first time in
your life, you are surrounded

by people like you...

and you still haven't
said it out loud.

You came here for a reason.

You want something.

Tell me what it is.

I want my life to
stop blowing up.

That's it.

That's all.

Okay, well, you want to
control your behavior.

That is an important first step.

But you have to name it.

I'm Ingrid.

Ingrid Derian.

I have antisocial
personality disorder.

I'm ready.

Mm.

To answer your question.

I'm ready to say what I want.

I've been chasing something
for as long as I can remember.

A place where I can
stand and no one can ever

question if my
life mattered or...

if I made good choices.

I want something amazing
for myself, you know?

I got it.

I used every neuron in
my brain, and I got it.

But all of that
came with a cost.

Love.

I gave up love.

I took it for granted,
and I lost it.

Here, I have a chance to
live my life differently.

Sherlock?

My dear Watson.

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