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- Couldn't help but notice
you and Kingston--

you should ask her out.

- She asked me out.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

- It's not like we're together.
- Right.

- Two friends having a baby.
Remember?

- You went through something
really traumatic.

I mean, we both did.

I can't stop thinking about it.

- Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

I've moved on.
- I don't buy it.

You keep throwing yourself
headfirst into these

dangerous situations
like you got a dea--

Okay, ready? On three.

One, two, three.

Push.

- Son of a bitch!

- Can you give us
a little help?

- I'm trying. It hurts.

- Okay, let's try again. Push.

- Need a hand?
- Yeah.

Warehouse accident.

Mr. Tremblay was crushed
against a metal shelf.

- My idiot coworker slammed
his forklift right into me.

He fell asleep at the wheel.

- Give him 50 of fentanyl
so we can roll in

to get a better look
at his wound.

- This looks deep.

Have Dr. Howard book an OR
for surgical exploration.

- There's no need.

I already have a perfectly
clear view of his injuries.

- The ED doesn't have
a laparotomy tray.

The OR does.

- I have everything
under control.

- I'm sure you do,
but it's the end of your shift.

So call Dr. Howard now.

- May I speak with you outside?

- You may.

- He's pissed.

- What? No.

She's gonna eat him alive.

- I need my--my key fob. I--

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Here.

Yeah.

- Okay.

Thought we agreed to stop this.

- I changed my mind.

- You know, I'm not some puppy
for you to play with.

- Agree to disagree.

But you can say no
at any point.

- Ruff.

- Ooh.

My gosh.

Actually, I--I do have
somewhere I need to be.

- Well, I don't have to be back
for 10 minutes.

- Trini just pinned me,
didn't she?

- Hey, I'm--I'm Switzerland.

- Well, sadly, I won't be
buying the first round

at Molly's ever again.

What's your strategy?

- Well, I'm gonna wait
till the end of my shift

and then stick some poor sucker
at the very last minute.

- That is some real
4D chess, Dean.

- Yeah, well, of course,
there's this.

And boom.

- Hey, are you bringing
Jennifer to Molly's tonight?

- Possibly.

- Don't be weird.

I want you to bring her.

- Yeah, I think I have
the right to be somewhat weird

when discussing my girlfriend

with the mother
of my impending child.

- Girlfriend?
- Yeah.

- She must really be okay
with this unique situation.

- She said as long as
I'm not in love with you,

she's all good.

- Well, good.

- Dr. Archer, incoming trauma,
3 minutes out,

young man
with chest impalement.

- Thank you.

- Dr. Mankiewicz?

both: Yes?

- I told you not
to call him, Howie.

- Well, you know,
when the random commenter

drops my name in an attempt
to jump the line,

I'm automatically summoned.

- No one knew who you were.

It was quite sad.

We were lucky to get in at all.

- That's impossible.
You're deluded.

What are you guys doing here?
Is everybody okay?

- Dr. Mankiewicz is concerned

her cataract surgery failed.

It's been a month.

- At first, I saw colors
I forgot existed,

but over the last few days,
my vision has been

getting a little blurry again.

- Hold still, please.

I hope this doesn't mean
putting off Boca.

I gotta set up the house.

- This would be a lot easier if
you don't talk, Dr. Mankiewicz.

- Well, you don't know how many
times I've said that to her.

- When are you guys
going down there?

When's the big day?

- Well, Suzie flies down
tomorrow,

and I'm gonna stick around here
another six months.

- He's dragging out
his retirement.

- I have students
I've committed to, sweetie.

And a transition period
is normal and necessary.

- "Denial" ain't just
a river in Egypt.

- I'm not seeing
any acute issues,

but I'd like ophthalmology to
run a few tests just in case.

- Well, let's just
get it over with.

You don't know how many
times I've said that to him.

- How do you all know
each other?

- Howie was my roommate
in medical school.

- And Daniel was my boyfriend
in medical school.

- Yeah.

- So how'd you end up
with Howie?

- Very poor judgment.

It's not too late, dear.

Danny's single.

Ever been to Boca Raton?

- You be careful, young lady.

Going to trauma 1.

- Alex Tompkins,
27-year-old male,

fell off a bull
and got gored in the chest.

- Mechanical bull.

- Nope, a live one.

- In Chicago?

- He's a professional rider.

- Lost my grip,
and Eddie sent me sailing.

- Heart rate 134. BP 98/60.

Decreased breath sounds
on the left side.

Sats 96.

- You hit your head,
lose consciousness at all?

- No.
- No?

Victor, grab that cover,
will you?

Any other injuries
from the incident?

- I rolled away before
Eddie could stomp on my legs.

- Yeah, who's Eddie?
- The bull.

- Of course. All right.

On my count.
Ready. One, two, three.

- All right, 100 fentanyl,

and then get him on 4 liters.
- Yep.

- Mr. Tompkins, I'm gonna
check you out now, okay?

Move your hand, please, sir.

All right,
big open pneumothorax.

There's two open rib fractures.

Let's get a CT on the way
to the hybrid OR, okay?

We need him cleaned
and closed right away.

Come on, let's go.

Move it, move it, please!

- Okay, so you didn't land
on your belly, right?

- No, no, on my side.

I feel so stupid.

I should have just
made two trips.

Is the baby going to be okay?

- Based on my initial exam,

I'm not seeing
any cause for concern.

But we do want to do
an ultrasound

to be on the safe side, okay?

- Is there anyone
we can recruit to help you

with the groceries next time?

My husband, Kyle,
but he's away visiting his mom.

I already heard
an earful from him.

"Why didn't you just
get them delivered?"

Dr. Kingston!

When I called your office,
they said

you were gonna be
in meetings all day.

- Well, you just gave me
a great excuse to bail.

- Do you know Dr. Asher?

- Yes, of course.
She's one of Gaffney's finest.

You are in terrific hands.

- How do you two know
each other?

- I had ER-positive
breast cancer six years ago.

- And Dr. Kingston was
my surgical oncologist.

If it wasn't for her,

I wouldn't be pregnant
right now.

- Well, I don't know
about that.

- Every oncologist I met with
was against me freezing my eggs

before starting treatment.

They were afraid
that the ovulation

stimulation hormones would
increase my cancer cells.

- That is a valid concern.

- But Dr. Kingston helped me
advocate for myself

every step of the way.

- Okay.

So baby girl is
moving around nicely.

The placenta looks good.

No sign of abruption.

Fluid levels look good.

- What is it? What's wrong?

- Well, I'm just seeing
some bright areas

in the fluid surrounding
the umbilical cord.

Now, this could just be
artifact from the machine,

but I'd like to get a fetal MRI
just to cover all our bases.

- Lyra is highly
claustrophobic, so...

- I always need sedation.

But I don't want to take
anything while I'm pregnant.

- Okay, well, we can give you
a very low dose of Ativan.

- No, no, absolutely not.

- Maybe we can just do
a detailed ultrasound, perhaps.

- We could, but an MRI
would give us far better

structural
and soft tissue detail.

- Could we at least try
the ultrasound first?

And then,
if it's not good enough,

I'll do the MRI.

- Sure, that's fine.

- You are fine.

But I'm here.

- You are a very lucky man,
Mr. Tompkins.

All right?

The track to the horn stopped

just centimeters
from your heart.

- Lucky, my ass.

You know how much crap
the boys are gonna give me

when they hear
Eddie whooped my hide?

- Forgive me,
but trying to stay

on the back of a bucking bull?

Just don't see
the appeal myself.

- Yeah.

Your line of work doesn't
seem so different.

I imagine there's days this job
feels like you're riding

a 2,000-pound beast,
just hanging on

by the skin of your teeth.

- Touché.

Anyway, as I was saying,
you're very lucky

that Eddie the bull
missed your heart.

We were able to repair
the pulmonary laceration,

and it should heal up
in about four to six weeks.

- Whoa, I'm gonna be
held up for that long?

I got the Albuquerque
Invitational in March.

- I'm not done yet.

Your CT showed a narrowing
of the cervical spine.

- Yeah, my back's been
messed up for years--

sciatica or whatnot.

Doc gives me a steroid shot,
and I'm good to go.

- Well, the findings aren't
consistent with sciatica,

so I'd like to order additional
scans and a neuro consult.

- Is that really necessary?

Or are you just trying
to pad my bill?

I'm absolutely
padding your bill.

And if I earn enough scans
by the end of the month,

I win a new hot tub.

No, it's absolutely
necessary, buckaroo.

- Buckaroo?

Too many episodes of "Bonanza."

- That's funny you say that,
because back in the old days,

I was a dead ringer
for Little Joe Cartwright.

Tough crowd.

- Dr. Lenox, the girl in 2

with the infected
eyebrow piercing?

- What about her?

- What did you ask me
to do again?

Drain and clean the wound and--

- Please don't pretend to be
bad at your job

to distract me
from the pin in your hand.

Hey, hey.

- Excuse me, Dr. Asher,
I just--

I wanted to apologize
for what happened in there.

I didn't mean to step
on anyone's toes.

- My toes are just fine.

- Okay.

Moving forward, I'll just
keep my suggestions to myself.

- That is not necessary.

Your input is valuable,
especially given

your prior relationship
with Lyra.

- That's very gracious of you.

- Two shots of Malort,
Sully's favorite.

- To Sully.

To Sully.

Old Style chaser.

Wow.

- I can't believe
he's been gone a year.

- Yeah, it did go fast.

Luckily, his 18-month-old clone

keeps me smiling
on the hard days.

- Come on.

- Lately, he's been doing
this thing where he tries

to stick his finger
in power outlets.

And when I warn him it'll hurt,
he laughs and tries again.

- Well, that's his dad
in a nutshell.

My son is the sweetest
little monster I know.

- How are you holding up?

I'm doing
pretty well overall.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

But we have a job to do today.

- Which is?

- Is that--

- Sully's ashes.

- Why'd you bring him?

- Because today,
we are going to spread them

on the field of his
favorite place on Earth.

- Okay.

- Serotonin syndrome?

- Ridiculous, right? I'm sorry.

I'm not gonna rebuild
my entire medication protocol

because I've got, I don't know,
low blood sugar or something.

Anyway, my new shrink and I,

we just tweaked
a couple things,

and I never felt better.
- Well, I'm glad to hear it.

- Listen, pal,
I gotta say, you seem

less than enthused about moving
down to the Sunshine State.

And I'm not talking about
a transition period.

- Well, you picked that up
with your keen shrink skills,

did you?
- What can I say? I'm good.

You seemed so excited
about Boca on my birthday.

What happened?
- Starting spring semester.

I looked out at those eager
med students, and I realized

everything I said
from that moment forward,

everything I taught them
would be for the last time.

- You're not ready to retire.
- Nope.

Suzie was ready when we closed
our practice 12 years ago.

But joining Porter U's
faculty opened up

this whole new world to me.

- I mean, but does Suzie know
how you feel?

I mean, how you really feel?

- She knows,
but she doesn't get it.

I know you do.

- Of course I do,
but I'm not your wife.

Look, Howie, it's--it's Suzie.

I mean, you can level
with her, can't you?

I mean, does it really need
to be a binary choice anyway?

- Well, says
my thrice-divorced friend.

That's beneath you.

- It is a binary choice.

I love my wife more than
I love my career,

so I choose her.

I just need some time
to get there.

- Dr. Charles, treatment 3.

My God! Suzie!

- Doris,
2 milligrams Ativan IM.

Let's get her on oxygen.
- What happened?

- She just started seizing.
Help me get her on her side.

- What the hell is
wrong with her?

- I'm not sure, but it looks
like a tonic-clonic.

- It's okay.

- Suzie, I'm right here.

- Ativan on board.
- Let's let them work.

Okay? They got this.

- Put a rush on that MRI.

I mean, Caitlin should be--

Sam?

- Dan, I know these are
very old friends of yours,

so I wanted to come down myself
and explain to all of you

what we found
and what our options are.

- So I'm guessing
this isn't about cataracts?

- I'm afraid not.

Your CT and MRI scans
found a grade 4

deep arteriovenous malformation
in your central brain.

It's an AVM.

It's essentially a knot
of tangled blood vessels.

- This is what caused
your recent vision loss

as well as your seizure.

- Okay, so how do we fix this?

- Well, we have two options.

- Okay, hit me.

- The first is resecting it.

- Removing the knot?
- Yes.

- Why are we not more excited
about that option?

- It's a very risky surgery,
with a high mortality rate.

- How high?

- Over 70%.

- No, thank you.

Hard pass.

What's the other option?

- We leave the knot where it is

and simply medicate
your symptoms.

- Symptoms?

- AVM is stealing vital blood

from other areas of your brain.

And now that you've started
showing symptoms,

you will experience them
more and more--

seizures, mini strokes,
all leading to

a dramatic physical
and cognitive decline.

- Over how much time?

- Roughly 2-5 years.

- Okay, this is an overwhelming
amount of information.

There must be alternatives.

- What about endovascular
intervention?

- Endovascular is
only temporary.

With a high risk of bleeding,
I can't recommend it.

- If you remove the knot now--

- Suzie!
- No.

Will I still experience

the physical
and cognitive decline?

- No.

If you survive the surgery,

you'd be able to go on
with your life.

So you're saying
I have a brain grenade.

I want it out
before it explodes.

- We need to talk
about this, Suzie.

- No, I am not gonna
curl up in a ball

and wait to die, Howie!

If I can't experience my life
to its fullest with you,

there's no point
to living at all.

- No. Absolutely not!

I mean, what are we even
talking about here?

- Howie, look.
- No!

- I'll give you two a minute.

You understand,
don't you?

- Of course I do.

Of course I do.

And I will talk to him.

Okay?
- Okay.

- I'm gonna talk to him.

- Thank you.

- Mr. Tompkins, you've got

progressive
cervical myelopathy.

- Your spinal cord
is being compressed,

which can impair motor skills.

- Probably why you lost
your grip on Eddie today.

- Is there some kind
of pain pill I can take?

- No, I'm afraid
we're past that.

You need spinal fusion surgery.

- Back surgery?

I need back surgery, really?

How long is that
gonna put me out?

I mean, a couple months?

- No, full recovery
usually takes about a year.

- A year.

I'm not gonna be back
on a bull for a year?

- My advice is you never
get back on a bull again.

The risk of reinjury
after surgery is too great.

- Then I'm not
doing the surgery.

- Mr. Tompkins--

- No, this is how
I make a living.

- It's time to find
a new profession, all right?

You let this go,
you keep riding,

you could end up with
permanent nerve damage.

Paralysis, most likely.

- I'll take my chances.

- Very well.

- You are making
a terrible decision.

- That is your opinion.

- Based on decades
of watching people

make terrible decisions.

- Well, it isn't up to you,
is it?

- Well, here we are.

- Okay, so the gate mechanism

takes about 8 seconds
to soft close.

So you and I will sneak in
before it does.

- That's your plan?
Wait and get lucky?

- What, you got a better one?
- Well, hang on.

There are security cameras
everywhere.

You'd be begging
to be arrested.

- Wow.

I wish that
15-year-old Rip were here

to see what a little bitch
you've become.

- Okay.

Man, Sully sure did love
his Cubbies.

- Yeah, not a popular thing
for a Southside boy.

Used to pick fights
with all the White Sox fans.

- Yeah, and get his ass
handed to him.

- That was Sully, sticking his
finger in the power outlet.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Lucky that
car alarm went off.

- Nah, that was Sully
doing us a solid from above.

- Hey, why were you
so late today?

It's not like you.
- Traffic.

- That feels like a lie.

You were in way too good
of a mood for that.

- What's your point?

- Were you late
because of a girl?

- Maybe.

- And you had just had sex
with said girl.

- How?

How--how--how do you do that?

- I mean, we knew
each other at 12.

You can't hide anything from
someone who knew you at 12.

And I 100% approve.

So who is she?

- Caitlin Lenox.

I remember her. Stone-cold RBF.

She's--she's not so bad.

- Yeah, said every guy
right after sex.

My God,
you really like her.

- No. No, no.

We're--we're just--

we're a little drunk
on each other at the moment.

- That's how
all the best things start.

- And end.

- What's wrong?

You afraid of getting dumped
on the riverwalk

for a third time this year?

- Wow!

Low blow?

Sully must be
speaking through me today.

- Lenox and I are like
oil and water.

It's--it's--it's a bad idea.

- Look, Sully was the best
bad idea I ever had.

And I wouldn't trade
a moment of it.

Do you care about her?

Okay, well, then
you have to tell her.

This kind of chemistry is rare.

Hey!

- Go, go, go, go, go.

Really?

- This way.
- Okay, okay.

- Come on.

Wah!

- Hey!
- Go, go, go, go.

- I'm coming. I'm coming.
- I'm coming!

- Stop!

- Wah!

You good?
- Yeah.

- Okay. Do it, do it, do it.
- I'm coming.

I'm coming.
- Do it now!

- Tony, they're on the field.

- We're gonna need to see
your IDs.

- Yeah. Sure.
- Sorry.

- Okay.

- So this is
the umbilical cord.

You see where it narrows
down here?

- Is that bad?

- It means that something's
wrapped around it.

Sometimes bands
from the amniotic sac

can become separated

and wrap around things
that they shouldn't.

- Is this because of my fall?

- No, no.

Typically, this develops
within the first trimester.

It's actually lucky that
your fall brought you in.

Otherwise, you wouldn't
have detected this

until your next ultrasound.

- So is this hurting my baby?

- When bands constrict
the umbilical cord,

it can cut off nutrients
and oxygen to the baby.

Now, luckily,
I'm not seeing any signs

of that happening yet,
but this does require

immediate surgical
intervention.

Now, I've already spoken
to Dr. Berman,

an excellent fetal surgeon
here at Med.

And he has some availability
this afternoon.

- Whoa, whoa!

Kyle's not here yet.

- Lyra, this isn't something
that we want to wait on.

- Okay. Of course, yeah.

- Lyra, it's gonna be okay.

- Can you be in the surgery?

I'm not a fetal surgeon.

- Please.

Just in case
something goes wrong,

I would feel so much better
if I knew that you were there.

- Generally, we limit
the number of bodies

in an operating room
for sterility purposes,

but Dr. Kingston can
absolutely watch

from the observation booth.

- Would you?
- I would be happy to.

- Okay. Okay.

- There you are.

Been looking all over for you.

- I needed some time to think.

I get it.

- Please help me talk Suzie
out of this surgery, Danny.

- Howie, I can't do that.

- Why the hell not?

- Isn't it really her decision?

- Are you kidding?
I am her husband!

This procedure is more likely
to kill her than cure her.

You know that.
- Yeah, so does she.

- You--you don't get it.

- What?

What don't I get?

- Marriage,
till death do us part.

When times got tough,
you always bailed,

all three of your wives.

It's a good thing
Suzie had the good sense

to cut bait
before you started with her.

- You think I'm crazy for
risking the surgery, don't you?

- You want to live
without compromise?

You might be
the sanest person I know.

- My husband is
furious with me.

- Well, you strike me
as someone

who does what she wants
in life without apology,

Dr. Mankiewicz.

Anyone who loves you
has always known that.

It's probably why they
loved you in the first place.

- She's being selfish.

- All due respect, I think
you might have that backwards.

You're the one
asking her to choose

a rapid cognitive decline.

Howie, I watched CeCe
waste away from cancer,

up close.

Trust me--

you do not want that
for your beloved wife.

How did we get here?

This morning, I was whining
about retiring to Boca.

Now I'd go in a heartbeat

if it meant
a few more years together.

- Yeah, well,
Suzer wants that too.

So bad she's willing
to take this risk to get it.

- I guess I need to tell
my wife she was right again.

- How did you end up
with Howie?

Well,
Howie fell for me immediately,

but he was never gonna
make a move

on his best friend's
girlfriend.

So I was forced to take action
and dump Danny.

Drama.

- Tell me more.
Details! Like--

Well, I was
crazy about Danny,

but he's always had
a complicated relationship

with intimacy.

He loved me
but kept me at arm's length.

But Howie, he held the door wide open

with a boundless capacity
to love.

You know, basking in that glow
can be pretty addictive.

I think we all know when
an attraction feels inevitable.

I can see
you know what I mean.

- No, I was, um, wondering, um,

how the three of you
stayed close.

Well, we were
psych students, Dr. Lenox.

Analyzing drama was our jam.

I mean, look what came of it--
a lifelong friendship.

I would rather live
than wait to die.

- I feel the same.

- I'm betting my life on that.

- What if you lose?

- Better to break
Howie's heart fast.

I don't want him watching me
slowly disappear.

I love him too much.

- No!
- Mr. Tompkins,

please, I need you
to get back in bed.

He pulled his chest tube out.

- What the hell
are you thinking?

- I told her I was ready to go,

and she said I needed
to talk to some shrink.

- That's right.
I ordered a psych consult.

- Yeah, to force surgery on me.

- To cover our ass so that when
you're paralyzed in a year,

we can prove that
you were counseled

on the risks of refusing.

- I'm good.
- Where are you going?

Mr. Tompkins,
you cannot do this.

We are asking you
not to do this--

- He's tachycardic.

- Absent breath sounds
on the left.

He's got tension pneumothorax.

- We need a stretcher.

- No, there's no time
to get him back in the bed.

Get me a 14-gauge Angiocath.

- You're gonna needle
decompress him here?

I think Sully would be proud.

- He'd be more proud

if we spent the night
in a community cell.

- Hey.
- No, no, no. I'm okay.

I just miss him.

- Yeah.

Yeah, me too.

- You know what kills me...

Is Nate isn't gonna have
any memory of his dad.

You know, and sometimes
I wish I could just download

all of my memories into
his little 18-month-old brain

so he could see all the things
that old videos and pictures

can't tell you,
you know, like...

how his cologne smelled
or how--

how his hands felt
when he'd rub your back

until you fell asleep,

or how safe you felt
when he hugged you.

- Sully's with him.

Always will be.

- I hope that's true.

- I know it is.

I mean, he was with me
when I needed it most.

- What do you mean?

I saw him.

I saw him when I was
trapped in the well.

I don't know if it was
a dream or a hallucination

due to lack of oxygen,
but Sully was there with me.

And I wanted to give up,

but Sully just kept
pushing my buttons

until I screamed
bloody murder at him and...

and that's the only reason

Mouch found me
in all that rubble.

- It sounds like Sully played
you like a little fiddle.

- And he saved my life.

I truly believe that.

And if he bothered
to waste his time on me,

come on.

He will always, always
be there for you and Nate.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

- He also called me
a little bitch.

That's because you are one.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

- Are you arresting us?

- Was the deceased a Cubs fan?

- Well--

- They were his only religion.

- Have a nice day. Go Cubs.

- Go Cubs.
- Go Cubs.

- We were playing pool when
we told Danny we were engaged,

because Danny always
had to have

a big reaction to everything.

- He jumped up into the air
with excitement.

And--
- That's right.

And because I'm so athletic,

I actually hit the ceiling fan.

- The spinning ceiling fan.

- Yes.
- And for a moment,

Danny was just stunned.

- Well, because I was like,

why is my face
all of a sudden so warm?

- Because there is blood
pouring down his face.

- And he wouldn't even let us
take him to the ED.

- We couldn't make it about me.
You'd just been engaged.

There were cocktails to drink.

- He walked around
for the rest of the evening

with a sweater tied
around his head.

- You know, he still
does this to this day.

Really?

- Yeah.
- That's--that's--yeah.

Man.

- Suzie, I know you've
already made up your mind,

but I need you to know
that any version of you

is enough for me.

- I know.

But if I can't remember this,
what's the point?

- I love you, Suzie.

- I love you, Howard.

- Dr. Mankiewicz?

both: Yes?

- The OR's been prepped.

We're ready when you are.

- Okay.

Let's do this.

- Libby will take you
to the waiting room,

Dr. Mankiewicz.

- I'll see you soon.

- All right. See you soon.
- Okay.

Danny?

Danny, come here.

If for some reason,
this doesn't work out,

take care of Howie for me.

- No.

No can do.

That's your job, Suzer.

Okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

- How long was I out?

- About an hour.

Little stunt you pulled
caused your second

pneumothorax of the day

and put all my handiwork
from this morning

at risk of infection.

- What?

- You're a selfish idiot,
you know that?

- You're out of line, man.

- No, I worked at the VA
a long time,

treated a lot of paraplegics.

They didn't have any choice
in the matter.

- I don't have a choice either.
- Give me a break.

- Hey, I tried getting
a real job, okay?

Sitting in a cubicle,
I can't crack that life.

Bull riding is the only thing
that I've ever been good at.

It's the only thing that's
ever made any sense to me.

And you want me to, what,
just give it up?

- Apologies.

I take it back.
You're not selfish.

Selfish people hurt others.

You're just hurting yourself.

- How am I doing?
- You're doing good.

The port site is far enough
away from the baby.

- Fetoscope, please.

And there's the band.

Band's released.

- I'm not seeing
any additional bands.

- Me neither.

Let's proceed with suturing.

Needle driver and 3-0 Vicryl.

We've got a bleeder.

- Heart rate's going up.

- Lyra is on blood thinners.

She has a history
of blood clots.

I recommend a reverse agent,
IV protamine.

- I don't think
that's necessary.

She's only on a prophylactic
dose of enoxaparin.

- Dr. Asher is correct.

It's too risky to reverse it.

- So what's the alternative?
You let her bleed out?

- Of course not.

Let's proceed with suturing

and see if the uterus starts
to contract around

the incision on its own.

- Her blood pressure's
dropping.

- If you don't stop
Lyra's bleeding,

she could go into labor.

- We have this under control,
Dr. Kingston.

- I don't think that you do.
- Okay.

I've had it.
- I got it. I got it.

Dr. Kingston, I am sorry,
but you need to leave.

We are trying to focus,

and you've become
a distraction.

- I know why you still
call her Suzer.

Yeah? Why is that?

- I stole your girlfriend,

so you still use your pet name
for her to taunt me.

- And it gives me
so much pleasure every time.

- You know what
I was just thinking about?

That prick who taught
year three behavioral science,

Dr. Housman.

What a prick.

- He was so full of himself.
- Tough son of a bitch?

- And those
ugly sweaters he wore.

- I wanted his approval
so badly.

You said that's--
that's why I'd never get it.

What's going on?

- Um--

- Danny, what's going on?

- Well, what Dr. Lenox was
just communicating to me

is that Suzie...

did not make it.

- What--what are you
talking about?

- What I'm talking about
is that

she did not survive
the surgery, Howie.

No, no. No. No.

You're wrong.

Let me see her.
I need to see her.

- I am so sorry.

- No, this--this
should not be happening!

- Of course it shouldn't.

- No, I should not have
listened to you.

- Buddy.
- No.

Suzie should be here right now!

But I let both of you--

both of you talk--
talk me into this.

And now I have--now she's--

God!

God!

God!

- I'm so sorry.

- No.

- Lyra's on her way
to recovery.

The bleeding
stopped immediately

after we finished suturing.

The baby is doing great,

and her husband's on his way
from O'Hare as we speak.

- That's a relief.

Thank you for telling me.

Please, come in.

Listen, um, I am sorry
for what happened in the OR.

I know there is nothing
more dangerous

than a backseat driver.

- You care about Lyra.

I get that.

- It's no excuse.

- Then you're human
like the rest of us.

- Okay, well, if I can, um...

be really human...

This is awkward, right?

- It's not not awkward.

- I know how important
you are to Dean.

And he's become really
important to me too.

- That's great.

Yeah, I'm--I'm really happy
for Dean, for--

for both of you.

Look, Lyra is waking up.

Why don't we both go tell her
the good news together?

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

- All right, ladies,
here we go, y'all.

What did you get?

- Jagermeister, baby.

Kacy, no.

This is foul.
- What?

Don't yuck my yum.

- I'm gonna get us
a round of tequila.

- Thank you.
- Boring.

- Wait, why am I
paying for this?

Hey, who's got the pin?

- Yes, yes, yes, yes.

But have you--have you seen
inside of his pantry?

- It's like--
- Please, stop.

My God.

It's like he's feeding
a family of five.

- Or--or supplying
for the apocalypse?

- I'm not gonna be embarrassed
about my love of Costco.

You can get great deals--
great deals,

enough free samples for a meal.

What's not to love?

- I made the mistake
of going once,

and it was torture.

- Torture? It was torture.
- Torture.

We were there
for over three hours.

This one makes you go
through every aisle

top to bottom,
not once but twice.

- Right, because you miss
stuff on the first go around.

- Okay, on that note,
I'm using the ladies room.

I'll be back.

- Hey.

- Hey.

It's kind of a prick move,
taking payday off

and then showing up
for free drinks.

- Who's buying?

- Um, yours truly.

- Next round's on me.

- What are you doing?

- Showing you I'm not a prick.

- Well, um, after this round,
do you want to get out of here?

I do,

but, can we talk first?

No.

What's up?

- We keep flirting
with this idea of stopping.

What if we didn't?

- And what does that mean,
exactly?

- Seeing where this leads.

- Yeah.

Can it lead to us
getting out of here now?

- Ruff.