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Excuse me.

Charlie. Where's Alex?

I want to get these announcements made.

We're not exactly on the same schedule these days, Dawn, and...

nice bunnies.

I don't think you're allowed to comment on my bunnies

now that we're not married.

Hey, there she is.

At least, I think that's her.

Oh, Pinky Tuscadero.

Sorry. Sorry, I'm late.

I was just... Had a little problem with the kickstand.

Remind me not to park near you.

Okay, everybody, listen up.

As you know, our new C.E.O., Thomas Leffering,

will be joining us today,

and I need everybody to be on best behavior.

So I see you went for the bike.

Mr. Leffering will be...

Yeah, I thought it was time.

I've always wanted one. You knew that.

I'm not sure what I know anymore.

- Oh, come on, Charlie. I'm being safe. - Yeah.

So was the kid who I pieced back together two weeks ago.

I want to show him that Hope Zion...

I'm just... I'm making sure

that you've thought this through.

Completely.

Speaking of new staff, I would like to introduce

our new junior resident, Billy Scott,

who is fresh from his surgical internship at St. Vic's.

- Welcome, Billy. - Oh!

Oh, wunderbar, wunderbar.

Tell me they didn't hire Billy.

Maybe he's changed since med school.

Before I tell you to go forth and doctor,

does anybody have any questions?

That are not about why I am dressed like this?

I didn't think so. As you were.

Make it a great day, everyone.

Mm.

Alex Reid, you bad, bad girl.

Oh, well, you know what? Before you say anything,

yes, I've already thought about Luke,

which is why I'm only riding once a week.

You think I'm being irresponsible.

I can't believe that Kinney

is making me take a picture every hour

to prove I'm not cheating on our bet.

So cute.

Please tell me you're gonna bring those bunny ears home.

Mm.

Can you grab my book? We got to go.

I got to get a chapter in before lunch.

How is that Tolstoy, who's dead,

is getting more action than me?

Have I told you how much I hate book club?

You're just jealous because I have hobbies and you don't.

Are you calling me a jerk, Bell?

No.

I'm calling you an angry loner, Miller.

Oh. Now you're just projecting.

Mm. Oh, I almost forgot.

Have you thought any more about that thing that we talked about?

By "that thing,"

do you mean asking your ex-husband out on a man date?

Charlie needs to open up.

You guys are like two angry loners in a pod.

Dawn.

Zach, please.

Has anyone seen Charlie Harris?

Harris, buddy, good to see you.

Arm still bugging you?

No. I just... I twisted it this morning playing squash.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Where do you play?

I was on my way to a consult, Zach.

Do you want something?

No, I just wanted to see how the best orthopod

- in the city was doing. - Okay.

Dawn put you up to this.

It was the bunny ears, wasn't it?

Look, just humor me so I'm not a liar, okay?

Okay.

- How you doing? - Good.

- Is there anything I can do? - No.

Want to go for a beer sometime?

I'll let you know.

- Cool. - Cool.

Medicine, 4-8.

Hey, looks like we're working together today.

- Oh, okay. - Yeah.

- After you. - No, you go ahead.

- No, no, no. No, no. - Honestly, I don't mind.

- Ladies first. - How about I go?

Go.

Dr. Reid, Dr. Harris.

Todd Groaner, 42. Open forearm fracture.

Also has some abdominal discomfort.

Billingsley platoon.

Hit us up behind the fourth Light Brigade.

Damn horse got spooked.

Translation, Jackson.

- He's part of a war re-enactment group. - Ah.

His horse threw him off, took a bite of his forearm.

I already gave him a tetanus shot for it.

I play Icarus Baltimore,

British general, War of 1812.

The horse's teeth went straight through my plain coat.

Oh, I hate it when that happens.

Let's have a quick look here, Todd.

Oh.

- Okay, I'm gonna check your belly for bruising. - Oh.

I just need to lift up your shirt, all right?

Oh, that is a nasty bruise. All right, here we go.

Jackson, can I get

some morphine, please?

It'll take the edge off.

Okay, but not too much.

I have a sensitive tummy.

I-I swear... It's like Diarrhea City, and I'm the mayor.

Whoa-Kay, let's keep that in mind, right, Jackson?

Looks like it's just bruising,

but let's do an ultrasound to make sure.

Contrary to popular belief,

most soldiers didn't die of battlefield wounds.

It's the infection.

Well, I'm not really sure a horse bite constitutes,

say, a battlefield wound.

Let's give us a thumbs up here, Todd.

And one of these.

Okay, neurovascular looks good,

so let's splint this and get him into imaging.

Uh, right after I run a FAST.

I could grab that for you, Dr. Reid.

- No, I'll... I'll grab that. - No, I'll get it.

Seven years of school to tell yet another person

that their burst appendix is actually gas.

Just fart, people!

Dev? Fart joke? No?

Come on.

Don't you think you're being over-dramatic?

Let it go. It's been a million years.

After what he did, no.

Once an ass, always an ass, and Billy's an ass.

See?

Dev, perfect. Do me a favor.

I want you to follow Billy around,

everything he says and does.

Just feel him out for me, would you?

Are you serious?

No, I'm kidding.

In fact, what I want you to do is just relax, put your feet up,

maybe take a nap in the call room.

Yes, I'm serious. Go.

What's his problem?

Oh, it's your new lackey, Billy.

I thought Dev liked everybody.

It's kind of why I like making fun of him.

Well, it's old baggage.

Dev doesn't want him coming in here

and messing up all the hard work he's done to find his niche.

- Zach, why isn't this thing charged? - His niche?

He hasn't been here long enough to have a niche, unless...

Oh, of course. You mean stringing him along.

Wow.

You're kind of a jerk.

Nope. Angry loner.

There's a big difference. Ask Dawn Bell.

What? There is.

Hey, oh! We have a leg, huh?

Dr. Scott? Can I talk to you?

Excuse us a moment.

Man, you saved my ass.

I don't know how to make anything out of these.

Except the old chicken toupee.

How you settling in, Billy?

Excelente. There's a nice atmosphere here.

It's very firm.

I mean warm.

I just wanted to let you know

that I've been assigned to show you around,

and, uh, what happened between us,

it's water under the bridge.

Sorry?

You know... that time you cheated off me in finals

and almost got us both kicked out.

Right, yeah, that thing.

Hmm.

Well, thanks for being so cool,

but it's kind of weird you brought it up...

bro.

Archie, Jughead, incoming. We got a John Doe.

He's in rough shape. I need your "A" game.

Here we go.

Andrea, we need saline bags and warming blankets

as fast as you can get them, please.

What the hell happened to him?

Exactly what it looks like.

He's frozen.

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City workers found him in a refrigeration unit

at an abandoned warehouse in Tecumseh.

What was he doing there?

You want to ask him, or shall I?

Come on, Dev. Let's get some more blankets on him.

Yeah, I'm here.

His heart may have stopped, his body might be frozen,

but he is not dead.

Someone page cardiac surgery

and see if they got an ECMO available.

No light reactivity. Dilated pupils.

Want to run more saline?

Are you asking me or telling me?

Telling you. Attaboy.

Let's go, Cassie. Let's get that tube in him.

Okay. Hold compressions.

Okay.

Yep.

Where's my temperature?

Coming in.

Normal is 37 degrees Centigrade.

Let's see.

No, he's 0.

- This dude's cryogenic. - It doesn't matter.

We don't know if he's alive until we warm him up.

Come on, get more on there.

Temperature's rising.

1.

Okay, we are making progress.

Let's keep working here.

Oh! Hey.

You trying to get closer to me, Dr. Reid?

Hey, what's with the field bag?

I'd love to stay and chat,

but I got a patient in the Cath Lab I got to...

Dr. Palmer. What are you doing here?

You're not on the board today.

I can explain.

You can explain why you're taking equipment out

when you're off shift?

I look forward to it.

One sec.

Mia Reynolds.

Sweet kid.

She was part of my youth group that I run out of my church.

She fell off the grid about a month ago when she left home.

What happened to her?

That's what I'm trying to figure out right now.

She texted me out of the blue, saying that she needed help.

Said some kids beat her up that she owed money to.

So, why isn't she coming here?

She doesn't want her folks to find out where she is, so...

Well, maybe that's a good thing.

- They must be worried sick. - Yeah.

Look, I'm just gonna go find her

so I can figure out why she ran away in the first place.

Um, I mean, you're welcome to join,

but you're on shift, right?

I'll figure it out.

Yeah?

Ditching work? That's not your brand.

Maybe my brand is changing.

You got to live a little, right?

Look, I have a ton of mental-health days saved up.

Let me give you a hand.

Okay.

- Meet in 10? - Sure.

People think that I don't have a sense of humor.

How long you gonna keep this up for?

Oh. As long as I have to.

I always make good on a bet.

Can you point me to Chief Bell's office?

I have an appointment.

You must be Thomas Leffering, the new C.E.O.

You're early.

Yeah, I heard Bell was a bit of a shrew about punctuality.

A shrew?

Oh, is she a friend of yours? It's just a figure of speech.

I don't mean any disrespect.

No, why would I be offended at you calling her a shrew?

Unless, of course, I was her.

Which I am.

- You're Chief Bell? - Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize.

I thought you were a nurse.

Ah, I got that.

And truth be told, shrews are actually kind of amazing.

They have an excellent sense of hearing.

They procreate almost continuously,

- which is nice for them. - Dr. Bell, you're needed in the E.R.

- Okay, I'll be right there. - I'll join you.

Shall we hop to it?

Sure.

It'll be so awkward.

How is working with Charlie more awkward for you right now?

'Cause I don't want to be caught in the middle.

Plus, I have this ton of paperwork

to do for a cancer trial.

Remember our trial?

Yeah, guess who already finished her half.

Which means that I'll have time to do yours, too,

- if you do this for me. - Hmm.

Look, okay.

Have you ever felt like you woke up in someone else's body,

living someone else's life?

Yes.

It's called having a moment,

and it's completely normal after a major breakup.

So that's a yes?

Tag me in.

Great. Patient's name is Todd Groaner.

He fell off his horse.

There's no internal bleeding, but his abdomen is swollen,

so check in on him periodically,

make sure the swelling has gone down. Bye.

Do I need to worry about you?

Maggie, there you are.

I would like to introduce you to Thomas Leffering,

our new C.E.O.

Nice to meet young... you.

Likewise.

I was just telling Thomas about your cancer trial.

Chief Bell wanted to make sure I knew

how seriously you all take your work...

rabbit ears and all.

Huh. He saw you in your...

Never mind.

Can you send Alex our way when she finishes with Charlie?

No, I ca... Uh, what? What?

Pardon?

Alex is, uh, sick.

I saw her this morning.

Uh, mental-health day.

Sorry. I got to go. Got to take this.

I'm guessing she didn't clear that with you.

Sure this is really the place?

According to her text.

Okay, these kids meant business.

Just hang back, okay?

Might have company.

I've pulled my brother out of way worse places than this.

I can handle myself, thanks.

That's blood.

Mia?!

- Mia? - Oh, God.

Mia!

Sweetie, why didn't you tell me it was this bad?

I didn't want you to call my mom.

Honey, we need to see where the blood's coming from, all right?

Okay. We need to get her to Hope-Zee right now.

I'm calling an ambulance.

Can't you just take care of me here?

I'm sorry. We can't.

Hi. This is Dr. Alex Reid.

I'm with a 16-year-old girl. Stab wound to the lower abdomen.

I need an ambulance to 1551 Ossington right away.

Back alley.

Hey, honey.

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

Okay.

Alex, you look different.

She's taking a mental-health day.

I see. Get Dr. Lin a scalpel, please.

I'm just debriding Todd's wound.

The fascia doesn't look too bad from here.

- Alex okay? - How's the new place?

The cleaning staff at the hotel is very friendly, thank you.

How's the study going?

Well, Alex just volunteered to do all the paperwork,

so yay me.

I'd be wary of that. Alex hates paperwork.

My experience... She only does it

because she wants to get out

of doing something she really hates.

Wait a second.

Okay. How about we don't talk about Alex?

I don't mean to be insensitive,

but I'm her best friend, and...

And I'm not. Yeah, no, I got that.

Thank you.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

Yep.

If you ask me...

I'm not the one everyone needs to worry about.

Mia, your external stab wound was minor,

but it's a good thing that we found you when we did.

Dr. Palmer found an intra-abdominal bleed.

Are you gonna call the cops?

You suffered a serious injury.

What Dr. Reid means is that we have to report it.

But they'll call my mom,

and you promised me if I told you where I was,

- you wouldn't call her. - Okay, listen.

Nobody's gonna call anyone, all right?

Just take a deep breath.

Mia, listen, I think it is time

that we talked to someone in Child Services.

They've already put me in a home with a different family.

And you didn't like them?

They were great.

Everyone was real nice...

especially the dad.

They sent me back to my mom, anyway.

I'm so sorry that happened to you.

Then please don't tell anyone.

I just want to take care of myself.

That's 30 degrees. Let's just call it, already.

Time of death... 11:36 a.m.

What are you doing? We're waiting for Dr. Miller.

Oh, come on, dude. This guy's toast.

Freezer-burnt toast.

Who's toast?

Is this...

I've never actually seen a dead body before.

What's going on here? Did someone page Cardiology?

Chief Bell, we tried your phone.

Resume CPR.

Dr. Scott, did I just hear you pronounce him?

Well... not officially.

Dr. Sekara, what were his vitals when he came in?

None present. Temperature was 0.

Somebody get me an ECMO... now!

Right here.

Dawn Bell. Just the person we were looking for.

I got his test results back.

Iceman's potassium levels are normal.

Potassium is vital for the communication

between the nerves and the muscles.

Because it's normal,

we actually have a chance of restarting his heart.

So why was he headed to the morgue?

He wasn't. I was just joking around.

About pronouncing a living man dead?

I assure you that our residents

were doing the best job that they could.

Dr. Miller, who did you leave in charge?

Dr. Sekara, ma'am.

I believe she was talking to me.

Sekara.

Oh, Todd?

Your body's supposed to be in recovery,

so what are you doing here?

My name is Icarus Baltimore III.

Brave general of the 1812 War.

Mercy to the Father!

What angel of darkness has come upon me?

I'm sorry. Are you talking about me?

Back, back, alien foe.

Lest you feel the soft kiss of my trusty blade.

To the top, lads!

Huzzah!

Top floor is proctology.

How's our patient doing, Maggie?

Not great.

I gave him morphine for the pain,

but since then, he's been in and out of consciousness.

Okay, let's get him a round of cultures.

Full panel... blood, sputum, urine, the works.

Anything specific you're looking for?

Whatever we can find.

Want to get him back into fighting shape

as soon as possible.

Ah, yes. Icarus Baltimore.

Jackson told me.

Yeah. Grown-ups playing dress-up.

It's why I don't like clubs.

From what I read, neither did Icarus Baltimore.

What do you mean?

Apparently, his platoon turned on him.

Mutiny!

But, also...

who does that look like to you?

I told you not to pronounce him, Dr. Scott, and you know it.

- No, technically, all you said... - Mm.

...is that you were waiting for Dr. Miller.

Don't do this to me, Billy.

Beavis, Butthead, quit your bickering. We're losing time.

Care to explain what happened here, Dr. Bell?

It was a mistake.

I appreciate your philosophy is "no harm, no foul."

Of course, you're not the one waking up in a morgue drawer.

Look, I take the behavior of my residents very seriously.

Now, if you will excuse me, that man is not dying today.

At least not for a second time, right?

Okay, we are on pump.

What are we watching for, Sekara?

Keeping an eye on the pressure.

Who knew Big Brother had such a baby face?

Don't let it fool you.

He's an MBA whiz kid with connections up the wazoo.

Remember St. Sylvester?

I thought that got swallowed up by the General.

Yeah, and who do you think was behind that?

Patient's not exhibiting any contractions.

No spontaneous action in the heart.

Are you sure his potassium was normal?

100%.

We're getting electrical activity.

Come on, you frozen bastard, live!

Okay, he's got ventricular fibrillation.

Dr. Sekara, make sure the pads are in place.

- We're good to go. - Okay.

Three, two, one, clear.

Going again.

Three, two, one, clear.

Okay, give me 10 MICs magnesium, 22 calcium, and Lidocaine.

Okay, three, two, one, clear.

Do you want me to call it?

We're going again.

Three, two, one, clear.

Chief Bell...

I say when we stop. You got that?

Copy that.

Let's go again.

Three, two, one, clear.

Come on.

Come on.

There it is.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have cardiac sinus rhythm.

The Iceman cometh.

Lazarus ain't got nothing on this guy.

No, he don't. He certainly don't.

Attention, 16, Bed 4.

Hey. Got your text.

What's wrong?

It's Mia. She went hypotensive.

- What? - Yeah.

I tried to stabilize her, but she has a splenic bleed.

And I tried to embolize the artery, but...

Look, we don't have much time.

I have to open her up.

What about her circumstances?

She's a minor, and in an emergency situation,

I'm medically within my right to do this.

One step at a time.

Okay.

Okay, get him into the ICU to assess digits.

Page Neuro, and I want an EEG. And monitor him regularly.

- No problemo. - You got it.

What is with those two?

Competing is kind of their thing.

Their thing is annoying.

Yeah.

Cassie, can you find out who that guy is

so that we can notify his family?

On it. Oh. Sorry.

Here, I'll go around. No?

- Yeah. No, yeah. - Okay.

Nice meeting you.

Dr. Frankenstein.

He lives.

Just a taste of what we can do when we have the right tools.

Except, didn't I just overhear you saying "page Neuro"?

He's a risk for brain damage, I presume?

Anytime someone comes in a hypothermic state,

they require extra monitoring.

That man's alive because of my doctors.

You're right.

Where are my manners?

Great work, Chief.

Aw. I got to take this.

Yeah?

Good. I got in this morning.

No, I scheduled that for Thursday.

Alex.

I was informed that you had taken a mental-health day.

Dawn, hi. Can I talk to you about this later?

I meant to talk to you, but I...

But you didn't, did you?

Because you knew that I would say no.

Look, Alex, I, of all people,

get that you're having a hard time with Charlie,

but you can't let it affect your work.

- It's not affecting my work. - No?

You knew that the C.E.O. was coming today.

How do you think it looks

when I don't know where my own staff is?

Okay, you know what? I don't have time for this.

I have a 16-year-old with a splenic bleed,

and I need you to bump an elective out of O.R. 1 for me.

Like hell I will.

You hand that surgery off, or I will fire your ass.

You're benched.

You wanted the day off?

You got it.

You can't be serious.

I am very serious.

You made the rules.

Live with it.

Then I'll follow my rules.

I have never seen

quite such a lifelike diorama.

Hey, Icarus, do you think I could talk to Todd now?

I haven't the foggiest idea to whom you're referring.

But who is this Todd you speak of?

Okay, you're not Icarus Baltimore

'cause he died like 200 years ago.

I must find my platoon.

Hey, why are you limping?

Hey.

Hey!

Hello?! Your platoon is not here.

And if it were, does the term "mutiny" ring any bells?

No, I'm serious, Todd. What's up with your leg?

I told you... I am not Todd.

Okay, well, I guess that's good for you

because Todd could really be sick.

Well, how sick are we talking?

You know, I'm not allowed to share that information.

Sort of doctor/patient privilege.

The only person I'm allowed to tell is Todd.

Now, you wouldn't happen to know where he is, would you?

Fine, fine. You got me.

I don't get it. What's... What's with the act?

Todd Groaner, social weirdo.

Always was. Always will be.

Why do you think I dress up like other people, huh?

It's because I want to escape this.

From your limp?

Tuk-tuk accident.

I was a kid.

My family vacationing in Laos.

I totally smashed up my leg.

Turns out being a gimp

doesn't exactly broaden your social horizons.

You think you're a social misfit because of your leg?

Look, you don't get it.

You probably have a hot wife

and surrounded by a ton of friends all the time.

Oh. Oh, yes, yes, I'm surrounded.

But believe me when I tell you...

It's not all it's cracked up to be.

Well, it is to me.

It's the only thing I want.

That's why I joined the re-enactment society.

You know... to find my tribe.

Well, in my experience,

it's usually the tribe that finds you.

And that starts with letting them in...

to the real you.

Hey, Doc.

I thought Dr. Jones had this O.R. booked for an elective.

She owed me a favor.

It's a good thing, too,

because Dawn wasn't exactly in the mood to help me.

Got it.

So, where do you need me?

I'm not cleared to operate, so I need you

to hold Dawn at bay after we get Mia prepped.

You... You sure you're okay with all this?

I mean, seriously...

why are you going to the wall for this kid?

She's spent her whole life looking after herself.

I just... I think it's time

that somebody stepped up and looked after her.

So, I got your text. It's bone infection?

Osteomyelitis.

I gave him large doses of I.V. antibiotic,

and the fracture just occurred, so I don't get it.

Oh, that's probably 'cause it has nothing

to do with his fracture.

What do you mean?

It's funny. When Todd came in this morning,

he told me that most soldiers in 1812 died from infection.

That's how his alter ego, Icarus Baltimore, died.

I thought he was shot by his own men.

Um, they shot him in the right leg, left him to die,

and it was the infection that killed him.

Huh.

That's just freaky.

Actually, it's not.

He told me about an earlier accident in Laos.

Let's get him to imaging.

Yes, Captain.

Okay, I can't see anything. Suction.

Let's clear the field.

I may need a clamp to control the bleed.

The tear in the splenic capsule

is much worse than I anticipated.

0 Vicryl.

Roxy, talk to me. How's she doing?

Not so hot, Dr. Reid. She's lost a lot of blood.

Okay, keep it coming with the O neg,

and give me as much volume as possible.

We're very excited about the new surgical robot

that we got from St. Vic's,

and you'll be happy to know that I got it at a good price.

I'm curious to know your definition of a good price.

Dr. Bell.

Hey, where are you headed?

Dr. Palmer, have you met Thomas Leffering,

our new C.E.O.?

Oh. Good grip.

Yeah, I should have been a surgeon.

I was just taking Thomas into the O.R.

to look in on another surgery.

I will get you later.

Dr. Bell, that's not gonna work.

Why not?

Dr. Palmer, are you feeling okay?

Dr. Palmer?

I think he's having trouble breathing.

Oh, hey, I got you. I got you.

Damn it. The capsule isn't holding the sutures.

All it's doing is making it bleed more.

This thing's a mess.

Let's pack off the rest of the abdomen.

Okay, I'm not gonna be able to save it.

I'm gonna have to remove the spleen.

I can keep her stable

while you go out and talk to the family.

That's fine, Roxy. I don't need to talk to anyone.

Do you have a problem with that, Dr. O'Toole?

No. I just wanted to say I've got your back.

Thank you.

Well, I'll be. You were right.

Yep. Let's book an O.R., Maggie.

Okay.

Wait.

You honestly don't think that it's a little eerie

that it was the same leg Icarus was shot in?

You mean, do I believe in reincarnation?

No.

You honestly think there's no more to life than this?

Yeah, of course, I do,

'cause this place is filled with ghosts.

There's one.

One down there. One right there.

- Okay, thank you for your sarcasm. - You're welcome.

Hey, you ever ride in a tuk-tuk?

No.

That's a fun word, that.

Tuk-tuk. Tuk-tuk.

Blood pressure is good. Breathing is better.

Let's have a listen.

Sinus rhythm is good.

Mm.

It could have been a panic attack.

You really don't seem like the anxious type.

Chief, this conversation is sending it through the roof, trust me.

You hear that, Chief? You're scary.

You know, I'm probably not getting enough sleep.

I think that's it.

You know, anyway, look, I'm sorry to have wasted your time,

but I think I'm fine now, so...

Can you just excuse me for a minute?

Dr. Bell, come on, you've done enough.

Oh, I know. I just wanted to give you your award.

- My award? - Mm-hmm.

Best actor in a phony-baloney performance.

Well, this is unexpected.

I have so many people to thank.

Uh...

Start with my mom, of course.

Dr. Palmer.

- Yeah? - Cut the charade.

Tell me what the hell is going on.

Stapler with a vascular load.

Stapling the splenic hilum now.

Damn it! Sponges.

That's not good.

No, the stapler misfired. Does nothing work around here?

More sponges.

She's in free fall. She's tachy.

Push more volume.

We've lost control of the splenic artery.

And where's my clamp?

Pushing volume. I wouldn't mess around too long.

She's hypovolemic.

Yeah.

Clamping now.

You got this.

She's coming back up.

Everything's returning to normal.

Good.

Splenic vessels are under control.

Uh, Dr. Reid?

Just need a minute here. I will have the spleen out.

I need a basin.

What?

We got company.

It was a procedure

I've successfully executed over a dozen times.

I was confident. I was also in my right.

Except that I explicitly pulled you from surgical duty

after you embarrassed me in front of the C.E.O.

I believe my exact words were that I would "fire your ass."

She could have died, Dawn.

What was I supposed to do?

- You should have talked to me about it. - I did try to talk to you.

Next time, try harder!

What is going on with you, Alex?

Seriously, I don't even recognize you.

You know what? I'm sorry that I might have disappointed you today

and that I'm not the doctor that you thought I was

or maybe that I even let you down.

But the risk I made for that girl, it saved her life.

Any good doctor would do it.

You don't agree with me, then, yeah, go ahead...

fire my ass.

Do you need time off with this?

No.

Then prove it.

Keep it together.

You got a pass today because that girl lived.

Are we done?

Go.

Oh, and, Alex...

my eyes are open.

You remember that.

Dr. Reid.

I was hoping you'd be by.

I was just finishing up a phone call.

Of course.

There must be a lot of sick people eating up your time.

Actually...

this was an old patient...

a lawyer who's agreed to take you on, pro Bono.

I figured you'd want some help getting the paperwork in order.

What paperwork?

To be in control of your own guardianship.

It's a start.

And then when you're ready,

we can talk about what happens in the meantime.

Manny told you what you did for me back there.

Thanks for looking out for me, Dr. Reid.

You're kind of badass.

That's what they tell me.

There was a 1-inch piece of metal in your leg.

The fall from the horse must have dislodged it.

It's lucky Dr. Harris found it when he did.

I can't believe they left this thing inside me.

Knock, knock.

Hey, Todd.

Just wanted to see if you're okay.

Cecil?

I, um...

I called the rec center,

and they gave me the contact info

for your re-enactment group.

I appreciate that, I do, but you don't get it.

I'm out of the game. I'm dead.

Well, I guess that gives you more of a chance

to be Todd for a while.

Pretty sure that's who Cecil came to see, anyway.

Is that true, Cecil?

Sure, it is.

Anyone who takes a header off a horse

and then lives to tell about it

is a man I'd be honored to call my friend.

So stop acting like a Johnny Newcombe

and tell me where I can set this up.

And we'll leave you to it.

'59 edition?

Aren't they cute?

Uh, two grown men who dress up like dead guys?

I'm gonna go with, "Mm."

Okay, well, sure, they're a little weird, but...

Yes, yes, Maggie.

It's nice they found each other.

What about you? Do you have plans tonight?

As a matter of fact, I think I do.

How's he doing?

Vitals are good.

Neuro should be down any second.

His fingers are not great.

I can't even get a cap test done.

There's no obvious blood flow.

Yeah, we're gonna have to amputate.

Oh, well, no rush.

But I'll tell plastics.

- It's already done. - Okay.

Did we find out who this guy is yet?

Chad Lowenfeld.

He's a York student.

He was out drinking with his buddies, wandered off,

and got locked in a freezer.

His friends thought he took off.

His family's on their way down.

Billy offered to greet them.

Don't worry about it, Dr. Scott.

I'll take care of it, thanks.

All right, okay. I give.

I want you to stop being pissed at me.

I'm new here. We need to get along.

No, we don't.

Trust me, it's a big hospital.

Dude.

I had to work twice as hard to get half the marks you did.

So I cheated. It's as simple as that.

And?

And...

let's hug it out?

No, jackass.

"I'm sorry."

The words you're looking for are "I'm sorry."

Oh, dude, I already said that.

No.

You didn't... ever.

Not back then. Not now.

Okay.

Maybe 'cause I'm not.

No, no. Hear me out, hear me out.

Look, Dev

I know that was a crappy time for you,

but what happened back then, it turned me around.

I mean, you... you turned me around.

What are you talking about?

After we almost got smoked,

I realized what an asshat I was,

and I needed to buckle down, get dedicated, like you were.

I looked up to you.

Yeah.

I guess you could say, uh...

you...

you saved my life, man.

You're a psychopath.

No, but I am a moderately better human than I used to be,

and you're doing fine, so let's go drink, huh?

Told some of the other staff you're coming tonight.

What, you're here for 12 hours,

and you're already friends with everyone?

Well, what can I say?

- I'm winsome. - Mm.

Plus, I told them you did great impressions.

I don't, though.

I know.

I'm gonna have to take off.

Oh, no. So soon?

Ah, yeah, but don't worry.

I'll be back in tomorrow.

Is there something... Why?

Just a couple loose ends.

"War and Peace"?

How you liking it?

I haven't finished it yet.

Well, you know what Tolstoy says.

There are only two stories.

A man goes on a journey, and a stranger comes to town.

What is this, Mr. Leffering?

You tell me.

It's your book.

Good night, Dawn.

Good night.

He's got Charinski on the ropes.

He's looking for an opening there.

Staying hard at it.

- Ah. - Oh!

- That's kind of ugly. - He's pummeling him now.

Pummeling him.

- Oh! - Oh!

Geez!

Okay.

There.

You're just gonna...

You gonna leave without saying goodbye?

I thought we'd have a victory dance.

I heard that you almost collapsed.

I didn't think you could take it.

Uh-huh.

May I?

Help you out.

That's the one you want?

I was thinking maybe you could lie across it with a bikini,

kind of thing.

You know, just take the damn picture, all right?

Okay.

Alex Reid, wild woman, there you go.

Thank you.

Uh, Manny, uh...

why'd you stop believing in your path?

The seminary... Why'd you leave?

For real this time.

You seriously want to do this right now?

I mean, it was a good day.

I really want to know.

Okay, earlier, you told me that your brother,

you had to help pull him out of some rough places.

Me too.

Only, I didn't get there in time.

He didn't make it.

No, he made it,

but his brain went without oxygen for too long that, uh...

that Mac doesn't even recognize me anymore.

So I suppose I had to walk that off.

Walk it off?

"Then Jesus was led by the Spirit

into the wilderness to be tempted by the devil."

Mm, sounds lonely.

Not if you have some company.

Alex, do you... Do you need to walk it off?

Yeah.

I think I need to.

Can I come?

You ever see the bluffs at sunrise?

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