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Previously on
"Brilliant Minds"...

I reconnected with one
of my old team doctors.

- In Texas?
- He offered me a spot

in his residency program.

This is, like, my dream job.

Then what's keeping you here?

The hospital gala's tonight.
- It's kind of last minute.

Why do I feel like
you're trying to wreck this

before it even starts?
- I don't know

if I could handle
another heartbreak.

- You're it for me.
- When I was 10 years old,

my mother was diagnosed
with a malignant brain tumor.

I remember her doctor
not because he saved my mom,

but because he dangled
the possibility that he could.

- What is this?
- It's where your father is.

- You got stood up?
- I think so.

Is anyone here?

- ...over here.
- We're getting in there now.

We're getting the jaws out.

Make the hole! Coming through!

What are the injuries?

Two-car collision,
no passenger.

First driver seems
a little shaken,

but mostly just bumps
and bruises.

We're breaking out
driver number two right now,

but she's been unresponsive
since we arrived on the scene.

- Steady her neck.
- Hold on! I got it!

All right, easy. Great.

- Here we go.
- Bring her out.

Just a second.
Let me get in here.

I have a pulse,
but it's thready.

- We have an I.D.?
- Negative.

We haven't found a wallet yet.
Cops are running the plates.

Andy, come with us.
I need another medic back there.

I'm losing her pulse.

I don't hear breath sounds
on this side.

She's down a lung.

Looks like 14 gauges
right in front of you.

We got it back.

Attagirl.

30-year-old female in an MVC,

extricated with a thready pulse.
- Coming through.

Got ROSC after I needled
her tension pneumo.

- Ready?
- 3, 2, 1.

All right.

Airway intubated
with normal end tidal.

Breath sounds bilaterally.

Look at her chest deformity.

There we go.

There's blood around her heart.
She's gonna lose her pulse.

Give me a thoracotomy tray
right now!

- Yes, Doctor!
- Neuro team, checking in.

Standby until she's stabilized.

It's Michelle.

Dr. Wolf, um,
we need you back in the E.D.

It's an emergency.
- Come on, man.

Pick up, man. Pick up.

- What are her vitals?
- I can't tell

what's happening yet,
but Ericka's trying

to get a better look.
- Where's our Uber?

Hey! Uh, it's four minutes out,
but trying.

Hello?
Why is there a pause?

There's E.D. no vitals
recorded yet.

- Hey!
- She's not hooked up anymore.

Okay,
what about her neuro exam?

We're not able to get one
because there's too many

trauma surgeons around.
- It's a thoracotomy.

They doing an E.D.
thoracotomy.

- Get me an intracardiac epi!
- Yes, Doctor.

Van...

Bronx General. Now.

Thought you were off
for the night.

What's up with your hand?

Uh, no, it's just the art
of motorcycle maintenance.

Hey, Michelle Lambert
got brought in.

Terrible car accident.
- What?

Dr. Markus' Michelle?
Is she okay?

Uh, we don't know for sure yet.
They won't let neuro

anywhere near her
until she's out of surgery.

Okay, well, you can join me
on my consult.

Must be the other driver.
Nic Bozic. 19 years old.

The E.D. couldn't get any
answers from him during intake.

I can't believe
this is happening.

It's not real.

Hi, Nic.

I'm Dr. Pierce.
This is Dr. Wolf.

And we're here to help y--

I'm sorry.

I-I just can't stop laughing.

Let's go a UTOX and
get him upstairs for an eval.

Yeah.

- Where is she?
- She's in the O.R.

She just went in.
- Take me to her. Take me to her.

If you haven't yet,
it's time to call her family.

Her mom's busy watching Liam.

I need you to look at me, Van.

Her family needs to know.

The sooner, the better.

Hey, bud.

What are you in Sharkie
doing here?

It's way past your bedtime.
- What did you expect me to do?

Leave Sharkie home alone?

Um, this actually
isn't really a conversation

to have around little ears.
- Hey, you want to go play

with Auntie Dana?
I can show you

how to draw on the walls
without getting in trouble.

I wanna draw a pirate ship!

Uh, Michelle's injuries
required her

to have immediate surgery,
but the thoracotomy

to repair her aortic injury
should be wrapping up.

Once she's out,
we'll expedite scans

to assess any other damage.

Is she gonna be okay?

Well, what I do know right now
is that your daughter

made it through the surgery
without any complications.

And she has a team of doctors
who care about her deeply.

After imaging,
I'll have more to share.

What should I do until then?

The neuro waiting room
is on the third floor.

Dr. Markus can show you
if you want to wait

somewhere more quiet
and comfortable.

I'm sure I can find it
on my own.

Thank you.

Did you see that?

She hates me.
I can feel her resentment.

Everyone wants
the same thing right now, Van--

for Michelle to be okay.

Just channel all of your energy
into that.

Yeah.

Your UTOX and alcohol
labs came back clean,

which is good news.
- I told the police I was sober,

but they breathalysed me anyway.

I never drink the night
before a game.

- What's your sport?
- Hockey.

I was driving upstate
for a tournament.

Nic, have you called
your parents?

No.

No, I don't want
to freak them out.

I just want this to be over.
Can I go?

Well, we aren't
out of the woods yet.

Your reaction--
it may have been shock,

but it could point to something
more serious.

That accident could
have caused some real harm.

So let's eliminate
all those options

and not give your parents
anything to worry about.

- Deal.
- Okay.

Can I ask--

how is she?

The other driver?

Uh, she's in surgery,

but there's room to hope.

Whatever happens to her
it's--

it's my fault.

I mean,
this is gonna ruin my life.

Is that the guy?
Who hit Michelle?

Van, let's not. Come on.

I'm so...

sorry.

- Okay, come on. Come on.
- You're laughing?

Come on, Van. Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.

Let's get out of here.

See?
We're drawing on the walls,

but without getting in trouble.

My sister and I used to do
this all the time growing up.

It looks pretty cool, right?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for sticking around
after your shift.

I can't believe
that you knew her.

I did everything that I could.

I just wish there was
something we could do

to make it better for V-A-N.

Van. That's my dad.

You can spell!

Love that for me.

Are you the janitor?

Uh...

Oh.
Not quite.

I'm a paramedic.
And this is to my ambulance.

Cool.
Can we go for a ride

and go real fast
through red lights?

- Yeah.
- I don't think so, Liam.

Oh.
Okay, well, Auntie Dana

is a rule follower.

But I like to live
a little dangerously.

You want to go
turn on the lights?

- And the sirens.
- You got it.

Auntie Dana just likes it

when everyone
she cares about is safe.

And Auntie Katie
likes that about her.

Oh, okay. Yeah.

Wait a minute.

We've never had a shark
in there.

Hey, Dr. Wolf.

If this is about Van,
don't worry about it.

I calmed him down.

He's just eager
for her to wake up.

We all are.
But this is not about Van.

This is about you.

What's up?

The residency director
of a Dallas medicine program

reached out about a referral.

For you.

I'm really sorry.

I meant to talk to you
about it today, but then--

You're not actually
leaving us, are you, Dr. Nash?

Being in the E.D.
made me realize

how much I missed
the rush of the field.

This job is my way back.

Do you know the thing
I value most in my doctors?

Strong bedside manner.

It allows patients to feel safe,
to open up to us.

You're the best at it, Jacob.

I would really hate to lose you.

Michelle's in the scanner.

There is a massive subdural.

Diffuse severe contusions
and evidence of herniation.

All consistent
with our post-op exam.

Would you consider
a decompressive hemicraniectomy?

Like with Jorge Torres?
- Van, she's already herniated.

There's nothing surgical
that can help her.

Respectfully,
that is complete bull.

She's young and she's healthy.

There's always something to do.

Her pupils are already
fixed and dilated.

These injuries
are not survivable.

I am so sorry, Van.

I don't need an apology.

I need you to do
what only you can do, Dr. Wolf.

Fight.

Michelle only stands a chance
because she's here with us.

Hey, Van...

Does Van have a case?

Is there a reason
to hold out hope?

You saw for yourself how
catastrophic those scans were.

False hope is dangerous
at times like this.

I'll update the family,
and then I'll perform

the brain death exam
later today.

Cardiac death
would have been way easier.

That way, he could see it,
but her heart's still beating.

She looks alive.
- But when doctors

declare brain death,
it allows for organ donation,

which otherwise
wouldn't have been possible.

Saves countless lives.
- Well, It certainly saved Sam's.

We'll approach van the way we
approach any resistant family.

We'll tell the truth.

We conducted a complete
brain death exam

and the person he loves is gone.

It'll be difficult, but
eventually he'll come around.

I get why he's in denial.

We've all heard
horror stories of people

being declared brain dead
prematurely.

When the test is done
correctly,

we can trust the diagnosis.

Brain death is absolute
and irreversible.

You know that.

I need one volunteer
to assist with the exam.

I will.

Like you said, Dr. Wolf,
Sam is only here

because a neurologist
somewhere decided

to have an honest conversation
with a family.

How is shutting me out
having an honest conversation

with Michelle's family?

You don't get to make
decisions without me here.

If you want to do
something more,

you can start
by respecting my wishes.

Van wants to be present
for Michelle's brain death exam.

I often allow families
in the room, but with Van,

a big part of me wonders
if it's the right call.

Maybe this will help
him process the loss.

Accept what happened.

Yeah.
Why you hesitating?

Maybe more information
isn't always better.

Maybe there are things
better left unseen.

But if it helps him process,
I can allow it.

Are these Nic Bozic's scans?
- Yes. The other driver.

His tox screen
came back clean,

so I'm wondering whether
his symptoms are neurological.

What, you don't think
this is Psych?

It's too hard to tell.

Too lucid for psychosis,

too upbeat
for Major Depressive Disorder.

And no life events
point to complex trauma.

It's possible the accident
caused some subtle damage

that we aren't appreciating
on CT,

but with this clean
of a scan and history,

it would seem related
to the accident.

Well, in his defense, laughing
at distress makes sense,

neurochemically speaking.

It releases a dream cocktail
of endorphins,

dopamine, lowers cortisol.

Somehow I don't think
low cortisol

will do him any favors
on the ice.

- He plays hockey?
- Yep.

Interesting.
Maybe we should

bring Dr. Nash in on this.
- Hmm.

Dr. Thorne told me
he got a job offer.

Is this your way of

running through the airport,
begging him to stay?

Begging people to stay
isn't exactly my style, Carol.

Just ask my dad. Or Josh.

Well, I'm, for one,
I'm happy for Dr. Nash.

Yeah.

Sometimes we gotta let
our fledglings fly.

She's been off sedation
long enough.

Her hemodynamics are good.

There's no fevers.

Nothing that will affect
the results of our exam.

Do you have any questions
before we start?

No pupillary response to light.

No corneal reflex.

No oculocephalic reflex.

No oculovestibular reflex.

No gag. No cough.

I know you have to do
the response to pain test.

Go on.

There is no response
to painful stimuli.

Can you call in her family?

They want to be here
for the apnea test.

No.
Dr. Wolf, she's not ready

for the apnea test.
If she fails that test,

then she's proclaimed
brain dead.

Are we-- Are we sure the
sedation's out of her system?

- We are.
- What if she's locked in or--

You've seen her exam
and her imaging, Van.

This is not like Roman.

Okay,
then we give her more time.

We do the second
brain death exam,

and if she fails that,
then you can do the apnea test.

That used to be
the recommendation anyway.

It's not anymore.

You know nothing
is gonna change over time, Van.

I need more time.

Okay?

Please.

Okay.

We can wait until later
to do the second exam.

So, what happens next?

We will repeat
the brain death test,

and then we'll take Michelle
off the ventilator

to see that she
doesn't breathe on her own.

That's the apnea test
we talked about.

I don't know if
this is the right time to ask,

but I trust your opinion.

Please ask any questions
you have.

Michelle wrote
out her advanced directives.

She wanted to be sure that
everything was set up for Liam.

And she was very clear that
she wanted to be an organ donor.

It was important to her.

It's-- It's too early to be
discussing donation, Shauna.

Professionally, I'd advise
we hold off until the second--

Van. Van.

Please.

I need to hear
what Michelle's doctor thinks.

An EEG, Van?

Well, I'm grasping at straws,
but I have to try.

If I don't,
how else will Liam know

that I did everything I could
to try and save his mom?

You want company?

I'm good. Thanks, though.

We obviously
have a lot to discuss,

but today Van is our priority.

Nothing else matters.

Do you understand?
- I completely agree.

So, you are aware that he's
putting EEGs on a dead person?

Yes, I am aware, Dr. Porter.

And it won't change
the outcome for Michelle,

but it may change the outcome
for Van,

so let's let him have
his process, okay?

I get it.

Grief looks different
for every person.

I wouldn't wish that loss
on my worst enemy.

Have you asked him
about his mirror touch?

I mean, surely he would--

Hey!

Ask me about
my mirror touch now, bitch.

'Cause I know that hurt.

Hey. Hey.

Ah. Dr. Wolf, this is Rachel.

She's a family friend.
And a rabbi.

It's nice to meet you.
Shauna filled me in.

I'd like to offer spiritual
guidance however I can.

Michelle isn't religious.

Can I ask who won?

Oh, no, Rabbi.

When it comes to violence,
nobody ever wins.

It was a lapse in judgment,

But Van knows
he's better than that.

Can I interest anyone
in a smoke, hmm?

This is a non-smoking hospital,
Rabbi.

Pretty sure most hospitals are.

Oh.
Figures.

You can get away
with so much more in Hoboken.

Should we take this chat
outside?

In my experience, a smoke break

makes hard talks
a little easier.

Hoboken...

New Jersey has religious
exemption for brain death.

Michelle can't be declared dead

if we claim it goes against
her religious views.

You just said Michelle
isn't religious.

Religious exemption?
Is this true?

That law was created out of
respect for religious beliefs.

It would be unethical
and highly disrespectful

to use it as a loophole.

I think the rabbi
has a point, Van.

But what we can do
in this moment is breathe

and listen to each other
and join together in prayer.

It could be very powerful.

Nic, there's somebody
I'd like you to meet.

This is Dr. Jacob Nash.

Before he was a neurologist,
he competed D1--

Dude,
my dad went to Notre Dame.

"Nash The Smash"
is a legend in our household.

- "Nash The Smash?"
- God, man.

That was the one nickname
I was glad to retire.

If it makes you feel
any better,

my nickname is way worse.

My teammates call me The Joker.

Like the villain.

I can't help but lose my mind

anytime things get intense--
or violent.

If I ever went against somebody
named Joker, I'd be shook.

You ever got in one
of your opponents' faces

and was just like

"Why so serious?"

Nic, what are you feeling
right now?

I don't know.
I-I meant to laugh.

Can you tell us how you feel
about the car accident?

I feel horrible.

I-- I--

I hear the other
driver isn't gonna make it.

I tried to brake,

but it was raining,

and the roads were ice

and I didn't see her.

I can't go to jail.

It's okay. It's okay.

No one's blaming you.

Let's practice grounding.

Just breathe.

Okay.

I think I know what it is.

In the movie, Joaquin's
Joker has Pseudobulbar Affect.

His feelings were sound.
His reactions are the thing

that were out of sync,
like Nic.

And how do you know that?

My incredible
neuropsych mentors

taught me how to think
outside the box...

and Reddit.

His nickname is The Joker.

So the accident
didn't cause this.

It's unlikely,

especially since no damage
showed up in the scan.

The cause
could be more insidious.

- Mm-hmm.
- ALS, MS,

a traumatic brain injury.
- Mm-hmm. Concussions.

Too many head shots
or hits from playing rough.

So his emotional incontinence
is from hockey,

not the accident.
- Bingo.

It's rare, so we'll need an MRI
and PBA exam, but--

There is hope.

Well done, Dr. Nash.

We are really losing
a good one with Nash.

Mm.

You think you can sway him?
- Oh, one can only hope.

I could use all the allies
I can get around here.

Dr. Porter's speech
was about me at the gala.

I'm the doctor
who treated his mother.

The woman you told me about
at Halloween?

The one who haunts you?
- Elizabeth Asher.

When I tried to apologize,
he told me

what I did caused his father
to drink himself to death.

He blames me
for ruining his life,

and he came here
to return the favor.

You say you cared
about his mom, right?

Now, how do you think
she would feel

if she knew her son was hurting
this bad 20 years later?

Okay, fine.

I'll keep trying for her.

Anything else
you want to talk about?

Well, I already told you
I was fixing my bike.

On days like today,
we're all hurting.

Even Charlie.

I have a good friend who's
an even better therapist--

Dr. Rosenthal.

Mm.

Charlie doesn't really
strike me as the therapy type,

but be my guest.

I was talking about you,
Wolf.

The deeper you bury something,

the harder it'll fight
to come out.

There was a case study
in med school

about a woman who
was misdiagnosed with depression

for years till they figured out
it was Pseudobulbar Affect.

Nice catch.

Thanks.

Nic's a good kid.
I feel for him.

Can't be easy having a condition
like a Batman villain.

Well, I have the same
disposition

as another Batman villain,
and yet Dana

still won't let us get a cat.

But I fully support your right
to wear a Lycra bodysuit.

Now, see,
I can get behind that.

Halle Berry, Hallelujah.

Oh, my God.

I'm taking Michelle
to New Jersey.

Okay.

Um, but why? And how?

New Jersey has a religious
exemption for brain death.

And I don't know the how yet.

That's why I'm looping
in the Fantastic Four.

Can we borrow Katie's ambulance?

I don't think borrowing
ambulances is a thing.

But I can ask.

All right, Van, slow down.

You're not thinking straight.
This could get us all fired.

What do you care?
You're leaving?

Look, I'm getting Michelle
out of here

before Wolf can perform
a second brain death test.

If you want to help,
this is your chance.

Is it just me,
or does that uniform

really bring out your eyes?

It's because I'm a deep autumn.

- Mmm.
- What do you want, babe?

What, a girl can't pay
her girlfriend a compliment

without an ulterior motive?
- Not mine.

Van wants to take
Michelle to New Jersey,

and obviously
an ambulance is the safest way.

That sounds just a tad illegal.

What happened to your
rule-breaking spirit, Rodriguez?

There is no way
that you would be this reckless.

Uh...

You're banking on me saying no,
aren't you?

So that you can tell Van
that you tried?

What would you do if I said yes?

I would say, "Thank you.

Let's go to New Jersey."

A sentence I rarely utter
with such enthusiasm.

But, honestly, Van is desperate.

And maybe this is just a way
of postponing the inevitable,

but he needs to know
that we are here for him.

I wish I could help,
but I can't.

Sorry, Dana.
My hands are tied.

Thank you for coming in,
Mr. and Mrs. Bozic.

We've diagnosed your son
with a neurological form

of emotional incontinence

which causes him
to have a reaction

contrary to what he's
actually feeling.

It's called Pseudobulbar Affect.

You remember
when I was grounded

for cracking up
at Nana's funeral?

Well, we always thought
you had a--

a strange sense of humor.

Undiagnosed concussions
from playing hockey

are the culprit.

It'll take some time,
but with SSRIs,

mood stabilizers,
coupled with therapy,

he can regain control
over his emotions.

Another silver lining is
that we've ruled out

negligence for driving
under the influence.

The accident was deemed
no fault due to the weather.

Thank you
for not writing me off.

Could you give this letter
to the other driver's family?

I, uh...

I wanted to tell them
I was sorry in person,

but any time I'd think about it,
I'd laugh.

By the time I'd written it down,
it was too late.

The doctors had already put her
in the ambulance.

Ambulance?

Nic, can you tell us
exactly what you saw?

Okay, so, since we have

no accepting hospital
on the other side,

I guess we'll just find
the nearest E.D.

when we cross state lines.

Unit 242,
what's your location?

Please respond.
- Um...

Nice.

What a mess we're in.

Wolf taught us well.

So then what's this
about you leaving?

And when were
you gonna tell me?

Because it didn't seem
to come up when we were kissing.

Look, I was gonna tell you,
but then you kissed me,

and I gotta be real with you,
Kinney.

I'd been waiting a long time
for that to happen.

But, uh...

It's a sports clinic in Dallas.

And, uh...

Your dream.

I'm really, really happy
for you.

And really, really sad for us.

You know, Wolf tried
to convince me to stay.

A part of me
was hoping he would.

Well, he can't do that.

As much as he wants to.

As much as he'll miss you.

As much as he might wonder

what would have happened
if you'd stayed.

We can't ask people to stay

because then what if
they resent us if they do?

Neuro's really gonna miss you,
Jacob.

And I'm really gonna
miss Neuro.

Is it okay if I talk to her?

You know,
in case she can hear me?

I keep thinking about
the day Liam was born.

You were so angry at me
'cause I could barely handle

being in the delivery room.

I just couldn't explain to you

that I could literally
feel your pain.

It didn't help that you waited
six hours to get the epidural.

The whole time,
I was holding your hand,

blown away by how calm you were.

You remember what you said to me
when they put Liam in your arms?

You said,
"I wish I could live forever

so I could see his whole life."

He's still so little.

He needs you.

We need you.

Please don't leave us, Michelle.

Oh, my God, Van.

Jacob!
Turn the ambulance around!

She's alive!

Hey. Hey, Michelle.

You're okay You're okay.
You're okay.

Oh!

♪ You sleep ♪

♪ But your soul ♪

♪ Your soul ain't sound ♪

She's awake.

- You never gave up.
- ♪ You scream ♪

♪ 'Cause you know
it's a long way down ♪

- Mommy!
- Hi, honey!

Ooh!

Hi.

Ah.
Mommy was in an accident,

but everything's okay now.

By the power vested in me,

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

Van, you may now
kiss your bride.

♪ Please ♪

♪ Tell somebody ♪

She's never coming back,
is she?

Tell Jacob to turn
the car around.

Hey, Jacob,
we can turn around.

Let's head back
to Bronx General.

And now we wait 10 minutes.

Thank you.

Her carbon dioxide
climbed above 70.

There were
no spontaneous breaths.

Time of death-- 2:11 p.m.

I love you.

Is it that good?

I know I'm the last person
you want to talk to right now.

And I'm sorry
for what I said earlier.

It was, uh, thoughtless.

But I do have to say something.

I was Liam.

When you lose a parent
at a young age, it's confusing.

Everyone showers you
with attention and gifts.

They're sad,

and they're trying to be
so happy around you.

Honestly,
I didn't really fully grasp

the reality of it
until my dad died, too.

But the-- the point is,

dying of a broken heart
is not as romantic as it sounds.

Don't give up.

Liam needs you now more
than ever.

Don't let him lose you both.

Unless you, uh, want Liam
to turn out like me.

No, that's my bite, Sharkie.

Come on.
Sharkie, I want my bike.

I don't want Sharkie to have it.

Hey, kiddo.

I know everything
didn't happen

the way you and Michelle
wanted it to,

or the way I wanted it to
for that matter.

But she always said
what an amazing dad you are.

You don't have to say
all that, Shauna.

She'd want you to know.

She told me that every time
Liam looked up at you,

she'd fall for you
all over again.

I'm glad she had you.

I'm glad Liam has you.

Thank you.

Wow.

It was Liam's idea.

He wanted to do it for his mom.

Oh, that's beautiful, buddy.

Yeah, she would have loved it.

Hey.
Can I tell you something?

So
before Mommy died,

she said that if anything were
to ever happen to her,

she wanted to help people
who were very sick.

So we're going to do
something called an honor walk.

It's very special.

It's for people like Mommy
who are so brave

and chose to help others.
Okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah?

All right. Yeah.

This is great.
Look at these jellyfish.

Did you do this one?
- Yeah.

You can tell because it's
your favorite color.

Great.

Wow.

♪ Tell somebody ♪

♪ Tell somebody ♪

♪ Tell somebody ♪

The stolen ambulance
wasn't reported,

so it's not on your records.

You have Katie to thank
for that.

Well, luckily,
you only made it a few miles.

Dr. Wolf
I've been thinking,

and I need to step away
from the department.

Of course.
Take as much time as you need.

Two weeks, a month?

I was thinking longer
than that.

I need to be there for Liam.

I don't know when I'll be back.

Well, we need you.

Dr. Markus, you have a gift.

I always thought
my mirror touch

would make me a better doctor,

that it was my purpose.

But I was wrong.

I need it to be a better dad.

Well, if I were
in your shoes, I would stay.

Work can be a stabilizing force.

Don't cut yourself off
from that.

I'm not you, Dr. Wolf.

I need time for myself
and my family.

I understand.

How about you, Nash?
Can I convince you to stay?

When I got injured,
doctors were in

and out of the room
telling me what was best for me.

No one ever took the time
to get to know me.

Not the way you take the time
to get to know your patients.

I want to give athletes

the kind of care you taught me
every patient deserves,

the kind of care
I wish I got when I was a kid.

I've gotta go.

Okay.

I don't start
for a couple of months,

so I'm gonna help
Van and Liam for a while.

Well... Bronx General
will miss you.

I'll miss you.

My door is always open.

Wolf pack forever?

Don't be alarmed.
I know Noah.

I know.

I knew we'd meet sooner
or later.

Who are you?

Sofia.

You look just like him, Oliver.

Greg, move your head.