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Do you think that Jason pretending that I'm invisible

is a microaggression or an aggression -aggression?

Aggression-aggression.

It feels pointed.

But as an assistant, being invisible is way better than being seen as too much.

Don't you think?

I don't know.

I might start power-clashing my outfits.

Yes.

My ears always pop up here.

Need I remind you what day it is today?

Last day of window repairs.

Do you think your hot repairman will be shirtless again?

Of you, no shame.

Not even a little.

When are you gonna shoot your shot?

Come on.

What's the worst thing that could happen?

How about skating rejection?

Just give him your number.

And if you don't, I'm gonna break another window.

So, what's happening?

What's the worst thing that could happen?

Yo, what's it gonna take for you to come out tonight?

Is this new spot all Jefferson, dawg?

Oh my God, the energy was jumping.

Almost had a heart attack on the dance floor.

Not a single skip all night, promise.

Heart attack?

Yeah, it sounds tempting.

Even if I wanted to go, I promise Ma had dinner at first.

Just come over.

She's making tostones.

You don't even gotta put in work, bro.

Girls just come to you.

Let's all go dancing tonight.

Really good, I promise.

I don't dance, I'm not a dancer.

Really good.

But dancing, you can definitely eat.

Another glioma resection in the books.

Thank you, team, for your acuity, attention to detail, precise, just how I like it.

Feels like home down here.

I didn't take you for a knee push-up, Guy Nichols.

I was transitioning to a plank.

It's part of my ten-minute routine for longevity from the...

You know, why am I even explaining myself to you?

And you're not gonna shower?

What are you doing here so early?

I wanted to get a head start on all the paperwork you're requiring.

Give me the honor, interim chief.

They're cutting back your O.R.

days to lighten the workload?

It's an ongoing conversation.

I can balance the two just fine.

Hey, listen.

While you're here, there is something I need you for.

Straight to voicemail?

I don't pay your phone bill for you to reject my calls, Maya.

Call me.

Love you.

Teenagers smell desperation a mile away.

You gotta play it cool.

I'm trying, but the girl has mastered the silent treatment.

Morris and I promised her she could live in

the house full-time, and we go back and forth.

Ah, yeah, nesting.

Amy and I tried that for a hot minute until I found another man's boxes in my bedroom.

I found a padded bra, so Morris found a studio apartment.

Hey.

We worked out a custody schedule, but Maya isn't having it.

If the voices were easy, everybody would get one.

She'll come around.

She better.

I'm sure you've crossed paths, but this official introduction is long overdue.

Nurse Silva, I fixed her on cards for as long as I've been at this hospital.

Dr. Sanchez might think she's the reason for

cardiac step-down success, but Nico deserves credit.

Oh, and his guava pastelitos are legendary.

I don't usually bake for MDs, but you play your cards right, you might get one.

Noted.

And Dr. Oliver Wolfe, when it comes to patient satisfaction, Wolfe's scores

surpass every doctor at this hospital by at least 12%.

Even you?

Okay, Wolfe, go off.

Go where?

Bottom line, you two are the best at what you do.

You'll make a great team.

Get your floor back on track.

Are we off track?

Hello?

Brandon's spinal cord injury is in the ED.

Neuro needed stat.

Two males, mid-20s, window repairmen sustained a 39-story fall.

You mean a 39-foot fall?

No story.

Safety mechanisms failed.

Freak accident.

Somehow they both still have pulses.

We placed them in C collars and moved them as little as possible.

On three.

One, two, three.

Three, two, one, lift.

Prep two lines.

How fast?

From what I can see, head, neck look like severe injuries on both.

We need to reduce the knee before we send them to the OR.

Quiet in here!

This one has a high cervical fracture and hasn't moved anything.

I'm concerned about an occipital cervical dissociation.

Internal decapitation.

If we move him a millimeter in the wrong

direction, he never moves again or we lose him.

CS7 brain pulling from his open skull fracture.

We need to prep an OR.

No.

Prep two ORs.

Now, I'll scrub him out of both cases for the critical parts.

My senior fellows will help.

It's the only way.

Airways in.

Off to imaging.

Let's roll!

Dr. Wolf, some deceased boys.

We're out of surgery.

I'm counting on you to tackle their neurological recovery.

Every second matters.

I'll prep a unit now.

We will update you as soon as...

One momento.

We need to page the interpreter.

Oh, it's okay.

I'll update them.

Oh.

They want to know what to expect after surgery.

I'm Dr. Wolf, the head of neurology.

As soon as they're out of surgery, I'll assess them

for any neurological deficits or complications.

I can tell you they're still alive, and there's reason to have hope.

That they are critically injured in the next 24 hours will be vital.

Ana speaks minimal English.

Jorge is her everything.

She can't live without him.

Okay, is there something being lost in translation?

Benny and Jorge are both their sons, correct?

I guess she plays favorites.

You just said her sons are in the very capable feet of Dr. Nichols.

Please, save my Jorge.

I promise I will give your sons my all.

Good reduction, good alignment.

Four hours down and occipital cervical fusion is complete.

Fellow is closing and he's yours.

I'll lighten his sedation and see what we have for a neuro exam.

Luckily, he didn't need me to open his skull due to little ICPs on the monitor

and just contusions on CT, but let me know if these progress.

I'll keep you posted.

We'll alert you to his Glasgow Coma score as soon as we can.

What's the plan in there?

Cranium for subdural.

Best case is coming to you in the next few hours.

You know where to find me.

To recap.

Evacuated the subdural, reconstructed the skull.

ICPs?

Climbing again.

Off to place an EVD.

We'll need to figure out the cause.

Left hand first, please.

I'm a creature of habit.

Sorry, doctor.

Better.

You're ready, doctor.

All right, team.

Let's get an intra-op CT.

See where we're at.

Eyes are open only to central pain.

Two.

Total GCS of 60 is a real underdog story.

Benny is remarkably stable, particularly considering the mechanism of injury.

He's minimally sedated, which means we have a

clearer snapshot of his neurologic post -op baseline.

Has anyone spoken with the family?

I told them he was out of the OR.

No one moved.

Seems like mom calls the shots on the family and she wants nothing to do with him.

Well, someone must have snacked that in.

Okay, well, until the family's ready, we're Benny's support system.

Engage, talk, sit with him.

On day zero, every move we make is vital.

Dr. Wolfe, look.

Okay.

Purposeful movement, that's our green light.

Let's get started with the extubation, and we'll

come back and help these nurses mobilize him.

These nurses, Tammy and Grayson, would appreciate the help.

Okay.

Dr. Dan.

Let's go.

Turns out Socialite Silver runs a tight ship.

Sure does.

Well, break's over.

Better get back to work.

Oh, Dr. Kinney.

Hold on.

Uh, Dr. Dang, can I get the lowdown when you're attending Dr. Wolfe?

Uh, can't be true that he swims in the Hudson.

Unfortunately.

And not a whiff of Giardia?

We tried to get infectious disease to scare him off, but alas.

But what about the face blindness?

All I know is Brad Pitt has it, which can be the only reasonable

explanation for leaving my girl, Jan.

Wolfe's surprisingly good at recognizing people.

I mean, he figured it out with us.

And, of course, Dr. Pierce, Dr. Nichols.

And his patients and their families.

Kind of amazing.

Wait, so he only recognizes people that he wants to?

Hey, Harvard.

You up for some more translating, or should I just bug Silva instead?

No, I'm game.

Finally put that Spanish minor to good use.

There's no translator on the books.

Oh, budget cuts only allow for phone interpreters right now.

And that's not gonna cut it, Donna.

She's that strong.

Exactly.

Donna's setting herself up for a hard landing.

The more unrealistic her expectations, the more intense her letdown will be.

Hola, doctor.

Hola.

Hi, Ana.

I'm Dr. Pierce, the head of psychiatry here.

Yes, Dr. Pierce, the head of psychiatry.

No, doctor?

That's okay.

As a mother, I can only imagine what you might be feeling.

If you want, we can all sit with Benny and unpack what's going on.

Maybe it's cultural?

Bye -bye.

Counting down the day is till our ED rotation's over, are we?

No, the snacks and the gossip are just way better up here.

What's up with you and Dani?

She keeps sending me TikToks and I don't have

one, so I know something's up between you two.

Dana reported Dr. Pierce.

And I feel some type of way about it.

Oh, why?

Why would she do that?

I mean...

She won't tell me, but she didn't report Wolf when

he took PCP, so it feels like a double standard.

It's true.

But it's Dana.

I mean, she's a fair person and loyal to a fault.

I gotta believe that there was a damn good reason.

Well, I won't know unless she tells me.

Fair enough.

Hey, before I go, how were those tours, Brother Storm?

One brother is out of the OR, low GCS, but he's stable.

And Dr. Nichols is still in with the other.

Going on hour eight.

Brutal.

Not a day that goes by here that I don't think...

life is short.

Can someone get me Dang or Kinney, please?

Would you like Tammy or Rebecca to help you out, Dr. Wolf?

Dr. Wolf, who were you addressing?

All of our nurses are equally capable.

Anyone will do.

Everyone can resume their work.

As you've noticed, I have a particular way of running

floors, and I would like for you to learn everyone's name.

It promotes a sense of community, so to help you out, we'll wear nametags.

Oh, thank you for orchestrating, Nurse Silva.

Long overdue.

We are a little busy today.

Any way we could postpone the icebreakers?

No, we're never too busy to know people's names.

Dr. Wolf, Benny Torres is awake and extubated.

Thank you, Nurse Carter.

Good evening, Benny.

You are in Bronx General Hospital.

My mom's here?

Where am I?

I told him where he was.

Well, you've endured a catastrophic fall, Benny, but you're already defying all odds.

How do you feel?

We're here to answer any questions you have.

I want to see my brother.

Where's Jorge?

Where's my brother?

There's a new bleed on the left.

His ICP is climbing again.

I evacuated Jorge's subdural.

I reconstructed the skull to repair fractures on the right.

But the intraops CT showed a new bleed on

the left, so I did a cranny and removed that.

But before he could get out, his ICP shot up again.

Massive cerebral edema, despite crannies on both sides.

His prognosis is abysmal.

What are you proposing?

Take off the skull on both sides.

It's extremely risky.

He'll die if I can't pull this off.

But he'll die if you don't try.

Whatever you need, you have our full support.

Okay.

Go.

On.

Good luck, Chief.

And what is your favorite food?

I'm a New Yorker.

Okay, name as many pizza joints as you can in 10 seconds.

Let's go, Dr. Wolf.

Louis & Ernie's, Emilio's, Joe's, Lucali, Di Fara, Mama's too.

Shoot, maybe my brain really is banged up.

No one puts mamas last.

Speaking of, my colleague is working on bringing your mother up to see you.

How Italians feel about pineapple on pizza.

Tell my mom feels about me.

Like I'm sacrilegious.

Believe me, I understand.

My mom and I have our fair share of philosophical stalemates.

It's like whenever I try to be my own person, there's always a guilt trip.

She don't see me.

She only sees what she wants to see.

I'm not telling you that you have to be the bigger person, but...

There's a care behind the control.

Trust me, Jorge has tried that angle.

But Carrie don't justify her behavior.

I get it.

And if you want to do this without her, I'm with you.

It's not like I wanted this.

You'd think falling 39 stories would simplify everything.

I'm happy to see her.

But I don't think it fixes anything.

Not with my mom.

Sometimes trying is all we can do.

I like your bracelet.

Oh, that must have been hard.

Moving to New York all on your own with two kids?

Not speaking the language?

For me, the hardest part about being a parent

is letting my daughter make her own choices.

Allowing her that freedom, that respect.

I can hardly stay and sing my daughter every other week.

Even when we think we have nothing left to give, our babies need us.

Benito needs his mother, always has.

Maybe that's what God is showing you.

What does she say?

Nothing good.

What's she saying?

What's going on?

Why are you not responding?

She wants to know what's happening and why he's not responding.

Benito, what is your first language?

Spanish, like my mother.

But I can't understand a word she's saying.

He's not ignoring her.

He's lost his native tongue.

I could write a book on rare neurological deficits, but I

have never seen a case of bilingual aphasia that impacts L1.

With L2 perfectly intact.

How can someone lose their first language, but retain their second?

You need some help with that?

Okay, I have been practicing.

Okay, the damage is primarily here, in the left

temporal lobe, responsible for language comprehension.

If Benny didn't learn English until, let's say, six or seven, then his

secondary language would be stored in a different area of the brain.

Right.

After early childhood, learning a new language involves different but adjacent

areas, which means there are distinct neural pathways for

lingual comprehension and production for L1 versus L2.

Wait, I didn't do anything.

Please, resume nerding out.

Since the pathways in Benny's brain used for English are relatively intact,

his brain is defaulting to the easier, less damaged route.

Benny only speaks English, and his family only speaks Spanish?

What a metaphor.

How do we bridge the gap?

Well, despite the damage, we can rebuild those neural

pathways, but it won't be as easy as Rosetta Stone.

I believe the kids call it Duolingo these days.

Benny needs a caretaker, and Anna needs a tether to the world.

She's already at risk of losing one son.

We can't let her lose both.

His ICP is too high.

How long have we been at that level?

Minutes.

He's re-bleeding.

Please, left hand first, always.

You know what?

Forget it.

There's no time.

We'll need some dural tack-ups and give him some mannitol.

This guy cannot catch a break.

All right.

I need to expand his cranny on both sides.

Let's stay fresh, everyone.

Yes, Doctor.

Of course.

I don't know what my mom was saying earlier, but it didn't seem good.

Let's just think of your mom's reaction as a coping mechanism.

Textbook.

We're working on it.

Maybe you should put these thingies on her.

Shock some positivity into her thick skull.

There will be absolutely no shocking, just a weak electrical current that'll

help repair the part of your brain that was

damaged, completely harmless, and no pain at all.

Speaking of, these painkillers are dope.

I can hardly feel my face.

Well, let's think of this as physical therapy for your brain.

The electrical current will increase your neuroplasticity,

and that'll make the rest of your rehab a lot more productive.

Look, how drinking pre-workout makes your gym session more productive.

Sure.

Okay.

I'm gonna show you a card, and you're gonna

tell me what's on it in English and in Spanish.

Yeah?

House.

Castle.

I should know this.

What's wrong with me?

It's okay.

Ready?

Breathe.

Be patient.

Healing does not happen overnight.

In our minds or in our relationships.

Okay.

Nurse Samuel has a dimple when he smiles, so as long as he's smiling, I'm good?

Studying out.

I like it.

You know, for the record, I may struggle with names, but my nurses love me.

And I'm sure that they love being referred to as your nurses.

Estelle did say that you're her favorite, but she's the teacher's pet, so...

I hear you're trying to reunite the tour's mom and son.

Should be easy.

Latino mothers are famously unopinionated, particularly when it comes to their sons.

I don't think that that is unique to Latino mothers, but it has been... challenging.

Well, if you need any help from a fellow Boricua, just like nurses love you,

moms love me.

Oh, all right.

Actually, there is something you could help me with.

Someone wanted to see you, Benny.

Silva will translate for you both.

Your mom misses you.

The accident really put things into perspective.

And she is sorry for everything, but she loves you, always has.

That mystery goes two ways.

If she can see past our differences, so can I.

Do I want to know how many liberties you took?

I just told my mom that her son accepted Jesus

back into his heart and that he misses her mofongo.

Well, whatever it takes, they'll have time to work out the semantics.

Dr. Wolf, what are you doing?

Benny?

All right, Silva, call a crash cart.

Benny?

Yeah, his pupil's blown.

He could be herniating.

We need to get him to the C-team now.

Come on, Benny!

Benny!

The lowest ICP I've seen all day in FlasherSoft.

Let's close.

Here you are, doctor.

Impeccable timing, Dr. Wolf.

We're finally getting somewhere.

Josh, it's Benny.

He's in CT.

He stroked out his cerebellum.

There was no way of knowing.

Every scan missed any signs of vascular injury.

The damn vertebral arteries.

Spinal cord and brain stem made it, but his verts must have

been injured due to the occipital cervical dislocation.

There was absolutely nothing we could have done.

Let's prep another O.R.

posterior fossa craniectomy.

Get him down here as fast as possible.

Josh, are you sure?

You've been at this for 14 hours.

So, what's a few more?

Okay.

You said we were providing moral support.

Prayer has a positive psychological and physiological impact.

It's a way to cope.

So, let's help them cope.

Heavenly Father, we ask for your healing hand over

Jorge and Benito for strength for this family.

Ana brought them here to this country for a better life.

They faced insurmountable odds fortified by their love for each other.

Father, please watch over them.

Protect them.

Amen.

Jorge is stable.

He's not waking up yet, but his vitals are strong.

Benny,

however, experienced a massive stroke that was impossible to survive.

Your son, he died.

Your son is dead.

Your son is dead.

Mrs. Torres, I'm sorry.

No!

No!

No!

No!

Hey.

I wanted to check in.

I figured this might be triggering.

No, it's fine.

I'm fine.

We're good.

No, we're not.

I'm sorry.

It's not my business why you reported Dr. Pierce.

I trust you.

And life's too short to be mad at your best friend.

Will you forgive me for being a judgy bitch?

Forgive you?

It's my favorite thing about you.

I'm sorry.

Pizza right back.

It's a damn shame I love that little guy.

That's the bad news?

Not my floor, not my problem.

Bet you count down the days on your ED rotation and this doesn't happen down there.

Even if we wanted to check up on our patients, which I do not, there's no time.

Son, what are you doing here?

Stop littering.

We'll be back soon enough.

Let's go, champ.

Thank you all for your hard work.

It's been one hell of a long day, and this is never an easy outcome.

I want everyone to go home knowing that you did everything you could.

Day's over.

Get some rest.

It started over when he gloved the wrong hand.

It threw my routine off.

It threw everything off.

You can't think about things like that, Josh.

You were Jorge and Benny's only shot at survival and you didn't waver for a moment.

I really thought I could save him.

I wanted to give honor to her miracle.

You gave her one.

Good morning, Mrs. Torres.

Have you been here all night?

In the O.R., we put an EEG on Benny.

After his heart stopped, his brain showed something interesting.

Gamma waves.

A surge of brain activity.

We are seeing the life of Benny.

He passed through his eyes.

He didn't even know what he had seen.

The scientific trust of this.

Do you have a question?

She's wondering what he might have seen.

What would it be for you?

What would it be for you, Steph?

The first pass of Jorge and Benito.

The first hand.

I want to see Benito in the first pass of Jorge and Benito.

For Jorge, there will be many firsts.

First steps, first words, and we will be with you.

For every one of them.

For Jorge, there will be many firsts.

For every one of them.

The first pass, the first words, we will be with you.

We will be with you.

Why?

I want Benito to be with me forever.

When.

Things go wrong, our minds search for something to blame.

Good day.

What made her cave?

A text.

I told her I was holding space for her.

And then I threw in a bunch of prayer hand emojis.

Well played, Ma.

Come, celebrate with me.

I don't think I can.

And why is that?

Jealousy.

My kids haven't spoken to me since I moved out.

Two months ago.

Oh, Anthony, I'm so sorry.

They'll come around.

From your lips to God's ears.

Sometimes we look for someone to take the

fall, but sometimes there is nothing to blame.

No one.

Sandy, thank you for the recording of Benny's final brainwaves.

It meant a lot to the family.

Also, I would like to thank Maria and Tammy, Stacy, Sammy, Nicole, Rebecca,

Grayson, Chandler, and Dan for all of your hard work every day.

Thanks for seeing the people who make this floor run.

I'll name tag every new face from here on out.

Actually, I tried name tags.

They don't help.

I need the full human.

I rely on details like posture and height and an absurdly fast walk.

It's not that I don't want to see faces.

I wish I could.

I simply can't.

What about your patients?

Well, my patients are the best.

They're easy.

They stay in one place, and I always have a file to reference.

Hey, Dr. Wolf.

I tried to get you to speak my language without knowing yours.

And I made my own assumptions.

But you're nothing like Brad Pitt.

The point is I see you now and all the effort you're putting in.

Well, if only you could be my translator like you were for Anna and Benny.

And what if I could, like Andy in The Devil Wears Prada

Like who in the what?

Uh, you know, like a whisperer.

But you do strike me as a veep gay.

I'll be your Gary, Madam President.

Whatever you're trying to do, you're making it worse.

Sometimes the miracle never comes.

You don't defy the odds.

And it's up to you to find a way forward.

Sorry to interrupt.

We, uh, we work in the building where...

The story was all over the news and we just wanted to check in.

This felt a whole lot less sorry in my head.

In a weird way, it felt like we knew them over the last few weeks.

We saw them right before the fall.

And, you know, they were having the best time.

And it sounds crazy, but it looked like there was no

place else they'd rather be than together, up there.

Pass him.

Pass him.

Por favor.

The question remains, after the blame has fallen on an enemy, or God, or yourself,

what comes next?

Sure you don't want to take that microdiscectomy?

He loves those.

It's okay, Mia.

We got this.

I got a whole other job to do, anyway.

This is Torres.

Are you okay?

What did she say to me?

She discouraged you, Dr. Nichols.

Just in time for Halloween.

Greg, move your head.

Middle-aged man found dead.

Whoa!

You did it!

He beat death!

I got a call about a psych console.

No, I do not do clowns.

Are you serious right now?

This day is full of surprises.

Next Monday on NBC and Peacock.

A city needs a leader like you.

All safe now, you hear me?

We're in this together.

We got you.

New Chicago Wednesday on NBC and Peacock.