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I had a car accident, lost a lot of my memory.

Previously, on Doc.

You have Sonya in line for chief resident.

And I run circles around her.

You will each have your own cases

and you'll critique each other's work.

You certainly can't maintain a high stress job.

Are you okay?

She has an autoimmune disease and she's hiding it.

You weaponized my memory loss.

I'm so sorry.

He turned down the Dixon settlement

and demanded his job back.

I suggest you find a way to work with him,

because he starts tomorrow.

Jessica, come help get ready for dinner.

The food's not even here yet.

What the hell is taking so long?

Hey, we don't speak that way in this house.

Um, Mom totally does.

Where do you think I learned it?

I'm giving this guy two stars

if he doesn't get here in the next 30 seconds.

Someday you'll have to get a job, so be nice.

You get that I might seriously die of starvation, right?

The theatrics, he gets from you.

- Finally, he's here! He's rolling up!

I'm very sorry I'm late.

I'm very, very sorry.

You all right there, pal?

- I'm okay. And the food is still warm.

Please, I still need five stars.

I think you might need a doctor.

I already accepted another order,

but thank you.

- Are you sure? 'Cause you don't look too good.

Oh, Jesus! Okay!

Listen, I think we need to call you an ambulance, okay?

- I'm fine. - Call an ambulance!

But I have another order.

And I need my bike. It's unlocked!

Okay, I'll get your bike, okay?

I think you need help.

Hey.

Once more unto the breach.

Just show the people who you really are and...

they'll come back to you.

Have fun.

Richard?

You sent all those texts after you left.

How sorry you were,

how everything you did was out of desperation.

How much you wanted to make it up to me

if I ever gave you the chance.

And then you walked in here and sold me out.

To get your job back.

You never answered any of those texts.

One mistake and I am taking you down.

Whoa. What is he doing here?

- Don't you read your emails? - No.

I almost brought popcorn.

He's back.

Dr. Miller, good morning.

I hope you aren't too discouraged

there was no welcoming parade or balloons.

I deserve that.

That's gracious of you to acknowledge as much.

Never thought I'd see you sitting in that chair.

Or sitting anywhere, really.

Even the restless spirit

occasionally yearns for tranquil waters.

And what's the occasion?

You failed so spectacularly, they offered me the moon.

I made mistakes.

I'm hoping for the chance to make up for them.

Actually, you leveraged an incredibly painful situation

to your advantage, so you'll forgive me

if the humility rings a little false.

But feel free to try it on with the rest of the staff,

see if it plays.

I've signed all the paperwork with HR.

May I see patients?

Your assignments are at the Nurses' Station.

Thank you.

- You went into her desk? - We had no other choice.

And if she needs to keep syringes in her drawer,

that tells you how acute her condition must be.

Okay, but hang on.

She did an absolutely brilliant job

with Dante and with Charlie.

The hand tremor was right after the surgery with Charlie.

And... it was bad.

I thought Richard coming back

was gonna be the top story today.

She's putting patients at risk, Jake.

- All right, yeah. I'll talk to her.

Before she performs another surgery.

Yes, Sonya.

You did the right thing bringing this to me.

Now just get on with your days

and keep this to yourselves, alright?

Don't let one doctor's careless mistake ruin your life.

If you suspect you've been the victim of malpractice,

One Glick for your M.D. fix.

Oh my God, and Amy pulled him?

- Oh, you can relax. I requested you.

Because I'm the only one here who doesn't hate you?

'Cause you're the best,

even with the head injury, so I'm told.

So you and I never had any run-ins?

Well, I tried, but you always kept it tight.

Morning. Looks like we're together today.

Sounds like a migraine pattern.

Yeah, but it's unusual

for it to present so late in life.

Maybe just the weight from a guilty conscience.

Uh-oh, looks like we got a hater.

Well, he's not wrong.

Your job is pretty stressful.

I keep a pretty good lid on it.

Spend a week every quarter at my timeshare in The Keys.

A daily regimen of CBD gummies

and a soak at the naturopathic spa next door keeps me hummin'.

Okay, well, we are gonna treat the symptoms of your headache,

and I'm gonna order a CT

and an MRI, just to be sure.

One Glick for your M.D. fix.

No, he said he would be there.

He works from home.

Call the number I gave you and he'll give it to you.

- Everything okay? - It's my cousin.

He's looking for my e-bike.

I had to leave it when the ambulance came.

Pretty cold to be out riding last night.

- I deliver food. It's how I make money.

If I don't have that bike, I have nothing.

Dr. Miller?

- Looks like we're up. - Okay.

Your blood test indicates

you have chronic kidney failure.

This ultrasound will help us figure out the problem

and we'll go from there, okay?

Okay.

How often do you urinate on an average day?

I, uh... try not to.

- Uh... what do you mean? I don't understand.

Most restaurants won't let us use their bathrooms,

even though we're making half their business.

I have to go out of my way to find one,

and that means money out of my pocket.

So, you don't drink anything while you're working?

Not water? Nothing?

I drink a little, but I try not to take any breaks.

I already got a public urination ticket for $500,

so now I do not risk it.

I understand that, but...

I barely make enough to live here as it is,

and everything else, I send to my country

to bring over my family.

My wife and son.

Hmm. Beautiful.

I'm a father, too.

So, I understand what we have to do for our families,

but something has to change.

You are dehydrating your body,

and the urine you are making is pooling in your kidneys

because you're not relieving yourself.

So, we are going to need to...

Did you get it?

Okay, good! Good.

Bring it here!

No, I need it tonight, Amou! - Abe.

- Then have Mahad bring it! - Abe!

Hold on.

Forget about your bike for a second.

You are very sick!

And if you continue this way,

you're going to kill yourself.

- Um, uh... Matt Damon's best friend.

He just played Batman! - Ah, Ben Affleck!

- Yup! - Yeah!

- Uh, Michael, oh my God. This could only be you.

Okay, it's Danny's favourite cartoon character.

Uh, they're always looking around...

There's a...

Oh! Uh... Dora the Explorer!

Yes!

Time, time, time!

Nice!

Dora the Explorer is not a celebrity!

No one more famous in our house.

- How many was that? Was it nine?

- I counted eight. - Nine!

Nine!

Ouch, you're killing us.

Uh-oh. The hospital.

I feel like there's some kind

of telepathy going on over there.

We never should have put

the two most competitive people on a team together.

We're not winning by that much.

Oh... yeah, we're winning by a lot, actually.

Sorry to host and run, but I gotta head in.

Mooney's got pleuritic pain and shortness of breath.

He's my patient. I'll go.

No, no, no. You did a double yesterday, and I'm on call.

What, are you running for office?

Just an incredibly generous guy.

I'll update you once I'm there.

Well, now, maybe the rest of us have a chance.

- Finally. - New teams!

- New teams. - Let's go.

Hey, buddy.

Oh.

Did you forget that we had one of our sessions scheduled?

Morning's just getting away from me.

Nora's mom was gonna take Simon today,

but she's under the weather, so we won't be alone.

I can forgive the intrusion, as long as you hand me

this handsome little man right this instant.

Hey there, you sweet thing!

I assume Amy told you about the big revelation.

- About Nora? Of course.

You're not ready to string me up?

Come on, Michael. I know what life was like in that house.

- Explains it. Doesn't excuse it.

And how are things with Nora now?

Over.

Is that what you want?

From the moment Amy looked at me

after her accident,

I think it was inevitable.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

And now she's with Jake.

Isn't she?

- Well, Joan's forbidden it. - Come on.

I saw them at the funeral.

- You know, Wendy's out of town. I'm free for dinner.

Maybe after you give this little guy back to his mama?

Yeah. Yeah, that'd be great.

Thought the pain meds were supposed to kick in by now.

His head's pounding and he's burning up.

I'm thinking it's a raging infection.

We should start ceftriaxone and vancomycin.

- After a spinal tap. - A spinal tap?

I'm concerned that you may have bacterial meningitis.

Yeah, but a tap could go seriously wrong.

Anything can go seriously wrong.

But we don't have to be so thorough.

For sure, we could be more risk-averse,

if it'd make you feel more comfortable.

Okay, I see your point.

All right. Do the tap.

Sonya!

What do you want, Dr. Miller?

A fair shot at doing my job,

with some measure of collegiality.

Look, I know it must be brutal

walking back in here, but you are radioactive

and I have ambitions of my own.

So, if you wouldn't mind.

- Right. And that... that was when?

Okay.

Yes, I need to be on that.

And give me a text.

- Hey, um... I might need to schedule

a patient for surgery later.

I was wondering if Dr. Ridley was available.

She's not on the board.

Do you want me to book her? Or ask her?

- Um... no, no. I can do it if it comes to that.

Can you just let me know if anything changes?

I was wondering how you feel you're lining up

against Dr. Larsen.

In terms of the Chief Resident position?

No, in terms of your taste in lingerie.

Right, sorry.

I had to leave early the day

you were going to evaluate each other.

Yeah, um, honestly...

Oh, whenever anybody says "honestly,"

it makes me wonder if they haven't been honest before.

We both did very well that day,

and it's always difficult

judging an apple versus an orange.

And subsequently?

- Well, you've been out. - At conferences.

Right.

So I wasn't aware you wanted us

to continue evaluating each other's work.

Oh, I thought that was understood.

I guess I'll have to talk to Dr. Larsen as well.

I'm willing to do whatever it takes.

Well, that should go without saying.

In the meantime,

I see you still haven't completed

all your vascular access for ultrafiltration procedures.

- Not yet, no. I haven't had the opportunity.

Well, it's gonna be a busy day for you then.

Dr. Miller will oversee.

We can't always like everyone we work with.

Thanks.

All hail the chief.

You spoken to him yet?

We had words this morning.

Don't plan to make it a habit.

I snubbed him.

I appreciate your loyalty,

but he is an attending and you're a resident,

you're still gonna have to work under him.

So, no short sheeting the beds next time he's on call?

The tube runs from

the patient's vascular access point

and connects to the pump here.

Okay, got it.

This is a pump without valves.

Exactly, yes.

I studied chemical engineering in my country.

We use something similar to handle chemicals like these.

And let me guess,

your engineering degree isn't valid here?

I had an okay life when I was by myself,

but now that I have a son,

I want him to have a future.

More than me.

You don't appreciate what you have in this country.

Well, I'm sure that's true, but if you want to take care

of your family, you need to be healthy.

You ready? - Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Okay.

The local anesthetic should have taken effect by now.

Can you feel it if I pinch you here?

No, it's numb.

Okay, I'm gonna insert the needle into your vein now.

Okay.

What's happening?

I think we may have a complication.

Just try and stay calm, okay?

- O2 stats are dropping. Lung collapsed.

We need a chest tube set up.

- Abe, it's gonna be okay. We're gonna fix this.

All right.

And how would you

rate your pain level on a scale from one to ten?

- Oh, probably a six. - Okay.

It's nothing compared to what Sylvia's been going through.

- I'm sorry, who's Sylvia? - Oh, that's my wife.

She's at home with the shingles.

Dr. Larsen!

Mr. Mooney. Good to see you.

You can't play Celebrity with five people.

O2 sats and blood pressure dropping.

I just ordered a CT angio.

Yeah, absolutely.

We gotta get you home to Sylvia.

Ray, can you get him to Radiology?

Yeah, of course.

Somehow I knew you were gonna come in.

Oh, I wouldn't have been able to sleep anyway.

You might want to take a look at that.

- You think I care too much? - I'm not sure that's a thing.

But maybe too hard on yourself.

That's my fuel, baby.

As long as you don't blow yourself up.

It's okay, you've got this.

Okay, I know you're scared,

but we're gonna take care of this.

Now I'm gonna count to three

and I want you to give me a deep breath, okay?

One, two, three.

Oh, I can barely move my neck now!

I thought you were supposed to be doing something.

We are. What we're doing just is not working yet.

You probably get off seeing me like this.

No, we don't, Donnie.

We want to make sick people better.

Even people who are hostile to us.

Okay, well, did you get the results

of my spinal tap yet?

Yes, it's clean.

Which rules out bacterial, viral, and parasitic meningitis.

Okay, so now what?

My best guess is autoimmune meningitis.

What do you mean, "best guess?"

After all your years trying malpractice cases,

you must know that medicine

is more probability and instinct than widgets.

Okay, so let's say this is what I have.

How do you treat it? - It's autoimmune, which means...

A heavy dose of steroids.

That's right, but we're gonna need your permission

to proceed with that course of action.

Well, what are the downsides?

Could raise your blood pressure,

heart palpitations are quite possible.

Hyperglycemia, hypokalemia,

less likely, but have been reported.

Swelling in the hands and feet, weight gain,

mood alterations are all on the docket.

And in rare cases, seizures and psychosis.

So, it's up to you if you want to risk it.

This can't really be your bedside manner.

We think it's important that give you all the information.

Psychosis is pretty rare.

- Okay. Gimme the steroids. - I'll go get them.

I thought I had a private room.

Your PPO only gets you a two banger.

We spend a lot on malpractice insurance.

It just bumps the rates up on everything.

Okay. Easy, Abe.

Let's see.

Leaking aneurysm in his kidneys.

Probably his renal artery,

damaged from urine backup.

Is this because of what happened before?

No, no, it has nothing to do with that.

Hey, what happened before?

Call Dr. Ridley, tell her to prep the OR.

What are you waiting for? Call her!

Okay, easy does it.

- Oh, hey, um... - Hey.

Do you have a second?

You know, I just got called in to emergency surgery,

so make it quick.

Yeah, it's about that, actually.

So I already talked to Swanson

to see if he was available to take it instead.

You mind telling me why?

Um...

Yeah, so...

I'm afraid that you might be sick.

And what would possibly make you say that?

People have seen some troubling things.

- What people? What things? - It's not important.

Well, it might be to me if my Chief Resident

is going to throw around these kinds of accusations.

- Not an accusation. Just a concern.

You think I would be a danger

to my patients after what you have seen from me recently?

I'm sorry.

But I think that if you were in my shoes,

you'd be taking the same precautions.

Well, I happen to have a full plate today anyway.

So, if Swanson wants it, he can be my guest.

- Okay, thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, no!

Pulmonary embolism.

I don't think he could survive a thrombectomy.

You disagree?

Well, what would you do?

Bomb him with Heparin?

And serial ultrasounds to monitor.

If the clot hasn't resolved in 12 hours,

we reassess?

I'd probably be more aggressive than that,

but it's a coin toss.

It's your call.

Finally starting to feel like my old self again.

Dr. Larsen has pretty good instincts.

You are responding well to the steroids.

Your inflammation's down

and your temperature's levelling off.

Hey, too bad

things didn't work out so well for my roommate.

Can you just stick to being a patient for 10 minutes?

I don't know, man.

He said something was wrong and then those docs,

they got all squirrelly about it.

Uh, Dr. Coleman?

You guys going into cover-up mode?

It's not nice to keep secrets!

This has nothing to do with the collapsed lung.

And everyone's bungled a central line.

Everyone. - I know that.

Okay, then stop blaming yourself.

You weren't there a few weeks ago.

I was sharing a patient with Amy.

We fought about what to do.

She was right, and I refused to listen.

It killed him.

He was 17.

Well, she's not always right.

And when we make a mistake,

there's only one thing we can do.

Lie about it and cover it up?

Get back on the horse.

Fight another day.

Your patient's cousin's outside.

He wants to talk to you.

- What's happening? Will Abe be okay?

He's in the operating room now.

Surgeons are fixing an aneurysm

in one of the arteries that feeds blood to his kidneys.

Dr. Maitra?

I checked your patient's chart.

You collapsed his lung placing his ultrafiltration access?

So, Dr. Ridley got to you.

- What? What are you talking about?

We're in a steel-cage death match for Chief Resident,

now you're looking at my patient's files?

No, I'm here because my patient

is a malpractice lawyer

and he somehow got wind of your mistake.

And you're here to...

To protect you and the hospital.

And Richard will throw you under the bus.

So, tell me what happened.

Damn it, there goes the ureter.

Urine's flooding the field. I need suction now.

What do you want to do?

Well, the field's contaminated.

I can't risk an infection with the synthetic graft.

I brought his bike here.

When do you think he can start working again?

Dr. Miller.

Uh, give me a minute.

We had some complications.

There's an issue with the surgery.

- I secured the aneurysm. He's stable for now.

You can't just place the graft

and pump him full of antibiotics?

I told you, it makes more sense

to leave the complex reconstruction

until he's cooled down.

- For how long? - A couple weeks.

No! He can't...

be out of work that long.

I leave for vacation tomorrow,

so it'll have to be someone else

if you want it done any sooner.

So that's why you're punting the hard part?

I stepped in at the last minute here.

It was supposed to be Ridley.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go close him up.

It's your call how you want to handle it from here.

Yeah.

Is there a problem?

Abe is stable, okay?

There was a complication.

And we are still trying to work out the next steps.

So if you could just wait over there

and just give us a moment to talk this through, okay?

Thanks, Mahad.

Why did he say Dr. Ridley

was supposed to do the surgery?

I had nothing to do with that change.

And Swanson is usually pretty reliable.

No, I'm not blaming you,

I'm just trying to figure out what happened.

That malpractice lawyer is sniffing around.

He knows a mistake was made earlier,

and now we have this to deal with.

Okay, well look, that could have happened to anyone.

And I was the one supervising

so no matter what happens, I've got your back.

All right, down we go.

Oh, I didn't know you had company.

- Oh, finally got him down. But you don't need to whisper,

we want him to get used to voices.

Do you remember how quiet we tried to be with Katie?

We practically turned her into a Faberge egg.

Small kids, small problems, huh?

Uh, I wanted to give you the heads-up

there is a potential perfect storm brewing downstairs.

Oh?

Donnie Glick was admitted this morning.

Oh, God. Don't tell me we misdiagnosed him.

No. We're treating him for autoimmune meningitis,

and he's stable, but his roommate's had some missteps

and I'm afraid Donnie's going to be sniffing around.

I didn't want you to get blindsided.

He's got Max on speed dial,

so I appreciate the heads-up.

Richard will give you the complete record

when he's out of surgery.

It's certainly good to have him back.

How's that going?

I told him that I would nail him to the wall

the first mistake he makes.

Perfect. I mean, that's the kind of camaraderie

I've been trying to foster here.

What was that? 90 seconds?

May I?

- Oh, sure. - Hi.

Here, for the germs.

Still got the touch.

Yeah.

Emil Franklin returned.

Your 4 PM will be able to meet you here.

Oh, great. Thanks, Paul.

Emil Franklin, the head hunter?

You know how rocky things have been.

Just keeping my options open.

Yeah, I mean, can't blame you if you're not happy here.

But I don't think the hospital

could stand losing you right now.

I appreciate that.

I think he's gonna need some more rocking.

Hey buddy.

Hey, what's going on?

Donnie Glick just had a seizure.

Okay. I will be right there.

We're missing something.

What if a sinus infection broke through to his brain?

That would've shown on the spinal tap.

Not if the bacteria hadn't reached his brain yet.

You said his nose bled when he seized?

It's possible that the steroid treatment

weakened his immune system and...

And then the bacteria broke through.

It could be staph, it could be strep,

it could be H Flu.

You know, he is a regular

at a naturopathic spa.

Could be Naegleria Fowleri.

A brain-eating amoeba?

You know, sometimes when there's hoof beats,

it's actually a zebra.

Don't tell me I taught you that.

We should find out how they treat their water.

Yes, it was the issue with his blood clot.

We did everything we could.

I'm...

I'm so sorry, Sylvia.

Okay, we'll be waiting for you when you get here.

I never should have come in tonight.

No,

a thrombectomy could have killed him.

Well, you thought he could handle it.

Well, maybe I was wrong.

If one more clot was enough to tip him over,

then he was...

he was so close to the edge.

You're just saying that, Richard.

It was a 50-50 call,

and they were two bad choices.

Sometimes we flip a coin and we lose.

You know that.

It doesn't get any easier.

We just get stronger.

Get back on the horse.

Fight another day.

We called that spa,

and it turns out they don't use chlorine in their pools,

which means that they can become a Petri dish

for bacteria and parasites.

Who doesn't use chlorine in 2025?

They called it a "proprietary blend of natural cleansers"?

So, because they rely on

sunshine and rainbows for their sanitation,

I might have a parasite in my brain?

Something in that water is infecting your brain.

It might be bacterial or an amoeba.

An amoeba?

The nosebleed is why we think it's an amoeba.

Look, if we're right, the steroids sped up

what the amoeba would have done on its own,

but it may have saved your life

because it exposed it to us.

Okay. And if you're wrong?

We have two choices.

We assume it's bacterial

and start a very strong regimen of antibiotics,

or we can induce hypothermia

to control the inflammation in your brain

and kill the amoeba.

You want to freeze me?

Most doctors wouldn't even give you this option,

they'd be so afraid of litigation.

It is a risk, Donnie.

For you and for us.

But our instincts say, "This is it."

93.2 and holding.

Starting another chilled bag of saline now.

92.8.

92.6.

EEG is suppressed.

91.6. He's within range.

I'm really sorry, Abe

but there was a complication.

And so we weren't able to complete the surgery.

What does that mean?

You're going to have to wear a urine bag

until we can remove the urostomy stent

and place a synthetic graft

and that will complete the procedure.

When will that be?

I need to get back to work.

You brought my bike, yeah?

- I brought it. It's outside the hospital.

Okay, so when can they fix me?

We have to do this right away.

We understand that, Abe.

But the surgeon who started it can't finish

so, just give us some time to find another solution.

This is happening because of the problem

with my lung from before.

No.

These other problems

are a separate issue,

but unfortunately,

many things have gone wrong today.

Uh, sir?

Ranjeet Reddy is here to see you.

Oh, damn it. Uh... one sec.

Okay, send him in.

Ranjeet!

- Hey. - It's great to see you again.

How's life treating you in Rochester?

Eh, I can't complain.

You know, I was surprised you wanted to take this meeting

here, but... now I see why.

Yeah, Nora had a full plate so I ended up with Simon today.

Yeah. I heard you two separated.

Right. Yeah.

Still working that out. - Yeah.

So you're interested in

joining the Mayo.

Well, I'd at least like to hear about the opening.

To be honest, Michael,

I don't know if it would be a good fit.

If that's the case, I'm sorry to drag you out here.

No, I wanted to tell you myself.

Well, I appreciate that.

Is it the issues with UNOS? Or...

Obviously, that relationship is very important for us, but...

it's not just that.

You've had the hostage crisis, the cyber-attacks,

Dixon lawsuit...

Yeah, had some bad breaks.

That's one way to look at it.

So, you're saying

I'm likely to run into this issue wherever I go?

Well, I don't know what your level of urgency for change is.

Well, it's pretty high, Ranjeet.

I mean, you know what Max is like.

Yeah, well, suits are suits.

Can't say our guy's much better.

I get that, but I think a fresh start...

Look, Michael,

what I'm trying to say is,

I think you should lay low for a while.

Give people a chance to put all this drama in the rearview.

Sure. Makes sense.

Thanks for the advice.

He's stable. Respiration 18.

We're getting consistent flow.

Thanks for coming.

I didn't want you to hear it from anyone else.

I thought we had an understanding here.

Dr. Swanson just tanked a surgery

I could've done with my eyes closed.

And that got me thinking, "Who is this resident

walking into my office with these accusations?"

They're not accusations...

Oh, they most certainly were accusations, Dr. Heller.

Rumours and accusations

from people who don't have the courage

to step out of the shadows.

Our only concern, Joan, is the patients.

It's Dr. Ridley.

And may I remind you,

I have been far more generous

with my colleagues than you were today.

Remember? Remember that illegal shot from Mexico?

And then the ensuing cover-up between you and your paramour?

You think I haven't seen you arriving every morning

in perfect formation, 10 minutes apart?

Okay, so what, you've just been waiting

for the chance to play that card?

- It's not a card. It's not a game.

You make her happy.

Everyone can see that and she's my friend,

but it is a bit rich.

You walking in here and thinking

you know what's ethical and what's right.

So I will leave you with this,

I would never endanger a patient,

and my surgeries don't have complications.

- Dacron graft is in place. Ureter is fully repaired.

Still looking at about two weeks before he can be active,

but no urine bag.

- Great work. Thank you, Dr. Ridley.

I read his report.

Sounds like you botched the central line,

never even got to ultrafiltration.

His lung collapsed, but...

But the point is how she recovered.

She immediately recognized the problem,

kept the patient calm,

and placed the chest tube flawlessly.

And he was my procedure,

so if you need to put it on someone, put it on me.

No need to martyr yourself for points, Dr. Miller.

- That's just her style. I wouldn't worry.

It's not that.

What the hell happened?

- She pulled rank. She did her own thing.

She basically dared me to go to Dr. Hamda or the board.

Sounds like that's what's called for.

- And drag you and TJ into this? No way. I'm not gonna do that.

And I'm not letting either one of you do that behind my back,

so just don't even think about it.

I mean, she did operate on my patient today

and did a good job.

Again.

So maybe we were wrong and we should wait.

- I don't... I don't know. I don't know right now.

Just get it out of your heads and let me deal with it.

That doesn't feel good, man.

- Hey, Liz, can you, uh... just give us a minute?

Hey, look, you did everything you could do.

All right? I mean it.

Well, sorry we got you into this.

No, you did the right thing.

Just let it go.

Feeling better?

My head still hurts, but nothing compared to before.

Did you get it? - We got it.

Your brain is intact.

So, listen, I know I'm not the guy

you wanted to stick your neck out for,

and you think I'm kind of a scumbag,

so I should probably tell you,

uh, this is the second time

I've almost died in a hospital.

First time I was 26, back in law school.

I went in for a routine abdominal procedure.

Doctor nicked an artery, sewed me right up.

For the next three days, I had so much stomach pain,

I thought I was gonna faint.

They gave me pain meds, anti-nausea meds,

kept telling me it was normal,

even after I started throwing up like crazy.

They made all kinds of excuses.

Day four, I was in sepsis

in the ICU.

The whole nine yards.

My parents were there,

thinking they're going to lose me.

The hospital never took responsibility.

I didn't have any money

to hire a lawyer so that was that.

No justice.

No consequences for the doctors.

Everything just swept under the rug.

So...

that's why I do what I do.

You don't tell that story in your commercials.

I don't trade on my trauma.

But this is personal for me.

I'm sorry that happened to you.

And I understand that what you do is necessary.

But maybe you could look a little more closely

at who you go after.

I'll leave Dr. Maitra alone as a gesture.

You wouldn't win that one, Donnie.

It would just be frivolous

and good people would get hurt, that's my point.

Well, I'll think about that.

But you answer me this.

You know any doctors who've gotten away

with stuff they shouldn't have?

- We will figure something out. - But what?

I understand how hard it is to be separated from your family,

but you need to find a way to take care of your health.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but I might be able to help.

What would you say to joining Westside Hospital

as a porter?

What is that?

All these people that you see

doing things like making beds,

delivering meals, moving patients around.

They're porters.

- And they would hire me? Just like that?

I just got off the phone with the head of the department.

If you want it,

the job's yours as soon as you're recovered.

They've got a union, benefits.

And maybe once you get your family over here,

you can go to night school

and get that degree in chemical engineering.

I bet you'd do it in half the time,

since you already studied in your home country.

I don't know what to say, Doctor Miller.

Thank you... so much.

I'll have someone come by with the paperwork

in the next day or two.

Yes!

Hey.

That was pretty amazing, what you just did.

Sadly, it was pretty easy.

He just had to end up here

and come across somebody in a position to help.

I also appreciate what you did for me today with Joan.

I just hope you did it for the right reasons.

I can catch the next one.

It's fine.

I heard you've been getting some of your memories back.

I really do hope you get them all.

- So Richard's back? That's new.

Please, don't get me started.

It kind of seems like Max isn't valuing

your opinion much these days.

Oh, ya think?

Well, I mean, at least you get to take your paternity leave

at the office now.

One of the perks

of being abandoned by your wife

and disenfranchised by your boss,

plenty of nap time.

I gotta say...

he is really cute, though.

I mean, it's almost enough

to make a girl think twice about her life choices.

Come on. Really?

I mean, that'd be a long shot,

but it was really nice seeing you back in that mode.

It always suited you.

I don't know.

What?

It's something Amy said yesterday.

She thinks I've changed, but I don't want to admit it.

- Of course you've changed. - I mean for the worse.

I think you've become more vigilant.

And operating more from a place of fear.

But that's to be expected,

given everything you've been through.

Well, I don't want that anymore.

Is that why you had the guy from the Mayo

in your office today? - You heard about that?

With everything you've got going on,

Katie going off to school,

I'm pretty sure you're staring a midlife crisis

squarely in the face right about now.

Okay, maybe not a Porsche,

but feels like it's gonna be time

for a bachelor pad and a fresh start.

Maybe I'll get back to my roots,

start tending bar again.

You'd have the ladies

lining up to tell you their problems.

- That's all I need. - Oh, Dr. Hamda!

Listen, I say let it rip.

The chips will fall where they may.

To letting it rip.

Mmm, and a Porsche.

Are you staking out my doorway?

We have to talk about Joan.

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