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We had a thing towards
the end of "Nick of Time."

I was almost 17.

You knew about that.
- Of course I did.

I was a kid.

It was your job to protect me

from an adult that was
taking advantage of me.

Who was taking
advantage of you?

You know what's
got me worried?

Turnover went up 27%
the first week

Dr. Rabari was running things.

He actually wants my job.

I think we may have
a fight on our hands.

I'm trying to figure out
what could have happened

to cause such a huge change
in your behavior.

I thought it was
just because you were

so head over heels for me.

You tested positive
for prion disease.

Get out.

This is something
we need to talk about.

Get out!

Hannah is
a remarkable woman,

and she will be
an incredible mother,

with or without my help.

That man is head over heels
in love with you.

- Dad, don't shoot.
- Oh.

It's me.

You scared the hell
out of me, you know.

Well, where's your mask?

I lost it chasing down
one of these--

Run!

You know, when you suggested
a father-son babymoon,

whatever the hell this is,
I wasn't picturing this.

Yeah, well,

Build-A-Bear was booked.

Oof.

So how are you feeling
about it all?

Having a daughter in two weeks.

Ah, you know,

I feel ready, excited.

Son of a bitch.

How's your girlfriend
handling it?

Uh, we're not exactly--

Jennifer and I broke up
a few days ago.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
What happened?

She's convinced I've got
romantic feelings for Hannah.

What is that?

I knew if I told you,
you'd make a thing of it.

Hey, I don't need
to make a thing of it.

It's already a thing.

I just don't know why
you can't tell her.

Tell her what?

That you're in love with her.

It's not like it's gonna get
any easier once you're trying

to raise an infant together.

Tell her now,
before it gets crazy.

- Oh.
- In your face!

I'm just hoping
for no surprises.

I mean, I have been
on the other side

so often that I just want
a smooth delivery

and a healthy baby.

For sure.
Keep it simple.

That's my new mantra.

That and more spaghetti,
less regrettti.

Oh.

Did you hear the good news
about Will and Natalie?

I did.

Patrick James Halstead,
9 pounds, 4 ounces.

I already sent a blanket.
- Of course you did.

Speaking of,
aren't you supposed

to be out of here right now?

Okay, today is my last day.

I'm just showing
Dr. Lovell a few things

before the handoff.

No, not right now.

Whoa, what is their deal?

Lover's quarrel or
Lenox's standard venom?

Okay, you know what?

I would steer clear
of the personal drama.

As a new hire,
I think that that could be

a better mantra for you.

Yeah, but where's
the fun in that?

Okay, come on.

I need to show you some things
on the OB cart.

Find me later.
I'll give you all the tea.

Oh, I love that for us.

- Mm.
- Yes.

- Hey, Daniel.
- Hey.

Hey.

Look, I'm glad I caught you.

I want to talk with you
about Dr. Rabari.

Great.
Just so you know,

I sent my fMRI to
my neurologist buddy at UCLA,

and when he gets back to us
with the all clear, well,

then hopefully we can
start to leave

this ridiculousness behind us.

I'm not sure that's
going to do it.

What's this?

There's a board
meeting tonight.

This was just disseminated.

It's about Dr. Rabari's
leadership role at Gaffney.

Looks like his whole
life story in here.

Research papers and stuff.

What, is his dating profile
in here too?

Well, he knows if he's
gonna try to oust you,

he's gonna need all
the ammunition he can get.

Wait, you think
he's officially

gonna make a play for my job
at this board meeting tonight?

Yes, I do.

Which means we have 10 hours

to make sure that
doesn't happen.

Rough night?

Great night, actually.

Not sure I believe you.

Okay, Mr. Cheerful.

That's Dr. Cheerful.

And Johns Hopkins is launching
a new clinical trial

for prion disease.

You'd make an
excellent candidate,

and I can also make a call.

I'm not interested, thanks.

You should be.

Well, I was gonna tell her
we won't go.

What? No.

She's your best friend
from med school.

Look, I will bring a change
of clothes to work tomorrow,

and we're going.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Okay, great.

Mm.

There he is,
my absentee roommate.

Hey.
Yeah.

I've just been staying
at Naomi's place.

It's a lot easier--

To not have sex
in my guest room?

I was gonna say
the commute's better,

but also that.
Yeah, definitely also that.

You really seem to be
jumping in head first.

I don't mean to.

I don't know.
I--

It's like I don't like
not being around her.

Eloquently stated.

No, I--she's cool.

She's open and easy to talk to.

There's no games with her.

You know what I mean?

Actually, I have
no idea what you mean.

Mm.

So that honeymoon stage
fizzled out with Lenox, huh?

Why don't we grab
a beer after work?

Yeah.

Dr. Frost, incoming.

Hang in there.

Maxwell Hodges, prisoner
at Oakville Correctional.

Got into an altercation
with a guard

who's coming in behind us.

Complaining of severe pain,
lower left chest.

Trauma 2.

- Decreased breath sounds?
- No.

Equal bilateral,
some contusions on his face,

but no LOC per witnesses.

Heart rate 100, BP 124/89.

- Let's get an X-ray in here.
- Got it.

Wait, how old is he?

Just turned 18.

Don't let the baby face
fool you.

He's in for a double homicide.

- On my count.
- Oh, hang on.

He's still cuffed.

Okay, can we get
these off, please?

One, two, three.

Okay, let's get
4 of morphine,

4 of Zofran IV.
- Okay. 18-gauge.

Left AC.

BP's dropping a bit.

Severe tenderness in
the lower left costal margin.

Lots of bruising.
Where's that X-ray?

Got multiple potential
rib fractures.

What the hell happened here?

Jason Walker, 45,
the prison guard

who got into it with that kid
who was just brought in.

Pain in his right hand.

Tenderness and swelling
over the fifth metacarpal.

Possible boxer's fracture.

And a heart attack.

You might want to tell them
I'm having a heart.

Mr. Walker, you're
having chest pains?

Yeah, it's tightness,
and it's tough to breathe.

His EKG looks normal.

Slide over here for us.

Okay, Mr. Walker,
it doesn't appear

you're having a heart attack,
but we will check

your troponin levels
to make sure.

Take some deep breaths, okay?

Kacy?

What's up, boss?

Yikes.
The brick is blowing up.

- Sub in for me.
- Okay.

One of Ativan IV.

Yeah, you got it.

Hey, I didn't mean
to hurt the kid.

He started yelling
about something,

and I was telling him to
get back in the lunch line,

and he pulled a shiv,
and things just escalated.

Someone get me Dr. Lenox.

What is it?

Apparently the dustup
between these two

sparked a riot at the prison.

There's at least 40 injured,

and most of them are
headed our way.

Page Dr. Archer.
Tell him to get down here.

Okay.

All right, everyone,
we need to clear beds.

Pending admits
go upstairs now.

Hold all ESIs level three
and higher in the waiting room.

Thank you.

And call hospital security.

Tell them to send
everyone they've got.

You got it.

That the situation is
still ongoing.

Talk to me.

Karim Ansari, 28,
taser to the neck.

Possible expanding hematoma.

Trauma 1.

All hands on deck.
What do we got?

Tear gas?
Yeah.

Vitals okay?

Non-life threatening injuries
up against that wall.

Trini, you got it?
- Yeah, I got it.

Come on.
This way.

- Can you hear this?
- What? What?

All right,
he's got a perforated TM,

and let's get him
a tetanus shot.

Looks like he's got fragments
from the flashbang in there.

Walker!

I'm finna bust you wide open!

Beating on that kid.

Messed up in the head!

Yeah, you little pansy.

- Take it down.
- Better watch your back.

- Take it down!
- You ain't safe in here.

Hey, not in my ED.

Look at me!

Not in my ED.

And let's take the fuel
away from the fire.

Tracy, take Mr. Walker
upstairs right now

to avoid another round
of this mess.

Hey, why the
different color outfits?

Gray scrubs are for gen pop.

Orange are for high risk.

Violent offenders,
security threats.

But once we change
them into hospital gowns,

how are we gonna know
who's who?

I need a psych consult
in Treatment 2.

- I got it.
- I got this one.

Thanks Theo, buddy.

- Sure.
- Thank you.

Heard what he's
trying to do to you.

Just wanted to let you know

that everyone here
has your back.

Thank you.

- Mr. Singleton.
- Yo.

Heard you took
quite a tumble.

Got tackled from behind.

O-line forgot to pick up
the blitz, I guess.

Then wham, hit my head
on the metal table.

You felt any dizziness?

- No.
- Headache?

I mean, this don't
feel great.

Yeah, fair enough.

Let's take a look.

Okay, give me an irrigation
bottle of saline

and an 18-gauge needle.

You know, if this had
gone down a week from now,

I would have missed
the whole thing.

Oh, yeah?
You getting out?

Transferred to Hannicot.

Ooh.

It's a medium-security prison.

Word is, they have a sauna
and do sushi on Wednesdays.

- Oh, yeah?
- No.

But I bet this kind of crap
doesn't happen there.

Well, either way, I bet
you're counting down the days.

Not as much as
you would think.

But crazy as it sounds,
there's some things

I'm gonna actually miss
about the old place.

This laceration is deep,
and I am feeling a step off.

Could be a possible
skull fracture.

Page Abrams.

How we doing, Maxwell?

My side and my back
are killing me.

I'm so tired.
- I'm sure you are.

We got the results
back from your CT.

Your spleen is shattered and
bleeding into your abdomen.

We'll give you
a couple units of blood,

but as soon as an OR opens up,

we will get you in
and remove it.

If you don't take it out?

Unfortunately, it is
too far gone to repair.

So if left untreated,

you will continue
to bleed internally.

This is
a life-threatening injury.

That's fine.

What do you mean that's fine?

They're just gonna play me
again,

and I ain't do nothing.

I can't speak to that,
Maxwell,

but let's take everything
one step at a time.

Right now, it is about
getting you fixed up,

and my job is to help.
- Help? Help what?

I told you I didn't want
the surgery,

so who you helping, huh?
- Hey, settle down.

Why can't you just listen?
None of you listen.

I ain't do nothing,
not now, not ever!

Shut your mouth, Hodges!

Hey, hey, relax.

Everything is fine, okay?
Please.

Everything's fine, right?

Sure.

Please.

Just do whatever you want.

You're just gonna
do it anyways.

Keep this dry.

Oh, Dr. Asher, a patient
just asked for you,

said you helped her before.

She's a surrogate, something
about a double pregnancy.

Olivia.

Try to keep this elevated, okay?

Yeah. I couldn't find you,

so Dr. Lovell said
she would take it.

- Where is she?
- They're by the elevators.

Great.
Okay.

Olivia?

Oh, Dr. Asher.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to pull you away.

Clearly pretty intense
in here today.

I just--I can't feel him.

She hasn't felt the baby
move since last night.

And this is, like,
the fourth bottle

of orange juice I've downed.

Usually that has him
doing backflips.

I was just gonna take her up
to L&D to get her assessed.

Do you think
something's wrong?

Let's not even go there yet.

There are plenty of things
that this could be.

- Okay.
- We'll take a look.

Yeah.

- Oh.
- Ooh.

It's okay.
Don't worry, it's--

No, no, no, no.
Whoa, hey.

As the only gal here
who can still see her feet,

this feels like a me job.

- Okay, thank you.
- Yep.

Hey, they called you in.

Watch your--watch your step.

It's a thing here.

Yeah, I heard you could
use the extra hands.

We definitely can.

I'm just taking Olivia up
to L&D, and I'll be back soon.

So when you have a minute,
I need to talk to you.

Okay.
Is everything okay?

Yeah, it's great.
It's fine.

I was just speaking
to Sean earlier, and he--

Dr. Asher.

Oh, okay.
You know what?

Let's not worry about this.

We'll find time
to talk when the insanity--

- You got it.
- Dies down.

Okay, bye.

Sounds juicy.

Okay, that's enough.

Hey, I'm getting ready to
transfer Maxwell up to the OR.

- Moments away.
- Right.

Have you had a chance
to talk to him at all?

Well, I walked him
through the procedure,

but we didn't paint
each other's nails.

Well, the kid just
seems despondent.

I mean, he doesn't even
want to have the surgery.

Well, luckily,
it's not up to him.

I just feel like the kid
has been ignored, you know?

Sure.

And that maybe there's
more to the story here.

More to the story?

Dr. Frost, your empathy
is often a virtue,

but you speak
to a thousand prisoners,

you won't find
a single guilty man.

So you think I'm just
being gullible, then?

Yeah, I think we need to stop
this kid's internal bleeding,

and then after that, you know,
you can loop in Dr. Charles.

More incoming.

What have we got?

Wyett Dupere, 46,

isolated stab wound
to the anterior thigh.

BP 115/75.

Heart rate 56.
- All right.

I see some abrasions
around the wound,

but I need to get
a better look.

Let's get that tourniquet off.

We're gonna have
you slide over.

- Can I get some 4x4s?
- Yeah.

- What caused the injury?
- A shiv.

Okay.

Did you give him
some pain meds?

- 25 of fentanyl.
- Got it.

I've got
a high pain tolerance.

Oh, good for you.

That dude gonna make it?

Trini, the wound doesn't
go past the muscle.

No major arteries are hit.

We can hold off on treating,
but let's keep an eye on him.

Yes.

Hey, just a heads up,
they told me

to be careful around this one.

He has some rage issues, apparently.

Got it.

Yeah, you know,
you think you're

making friends in the yard,

but obviously someone's
immune to my charms.

You're pretty chatty
for a hardened criminal.

Ah, well, I'm a drug dealer,
so being personable

is a real asset
in my line of work.

Except when I was talking
to that undercover agent.

Yeah, that probably would
have been a good time to--

Isaac?

Isaac?

He's extensor posturing.

He's about to herniate.

All right, it must be
a delayed subdural.

Get an intubation tray.

We need a stat CT
and into the OR immediately.

Do you think this has
something to do

with what happened
before with my baby?

Is this my fault?

Absolutely not.
No.

What happened with your baby
should have no lasting effects

on this pregnancy, okay?

Okay.

And from what I'm seeing,
everything looks good.

In fact--

Oh, thank God.

Then why did he stop moving?

Because you are likely in
the early stages of labor.

That can happen sometimes.

Wait, now?
Really?

Oh, my God.

I have to call Jacob and Ryan.

I--I didn't even bring
my go bag.

It's okay.
You have time.

But listen, there is one thing
that we need to address.

What's that?

The baby is breech.

His head is facing up
near your ribs

instead of down by the cervix.

Oh, man.

Does that mean a C-section?

I really didn't want
to have that.

Normally, yes,
but given how early this is,

there is one other option
that I'm willing to try.

We will need a set
of extra hands.

Um, listen, Dr. Charles.

I recognize this is
a bit awkward,

but I want you to know that
I respect you tremendously.

You do?

You respect me tremendously?

Is that why you're
sticking a knife in my back

and, you know,
twisting my fMRI results

and claiming that
I'm behaving erratically?

Come on, Theo, we--we really
don't need to pretend.

I didn't twist anything.

I simply answered those
questions honestly.

And as for you behaving
erratically,

can you honestly
look me in the eye

and tell me that
you haven't been?

You've been moody.
You've been taciturn.

You accused me
of dosing a patient

to protect a drug trial
that I was heading up

without a shred of evidence.

Yeah, and I was
wrong about that.

I admitted it,
and I apologized too.

And, look,
I'm the first to admit

that I had some challenges
before the stroke, right?

But look, come on, Theo,
I've been back for a few weeks,

and we both know that I'm
pretty much my old self, right?

Even if I wasn't,
does that really mean

that you have to make
a play for my position?

Mike, let me know when
the RAS drops to 0.

Thank you.

I was asked to step up,
and I ran this department

the best way that I knew how,
implementing theories

that I have been working on my
entire career that could help

not just millions of people
around the world,

but countless patients
right here at this hospital,

patients that we could see
more of with faster turnover.

And you know, the board,
they saw value in that.

And the fact that you don't,
Dr. Charles,

I--I just don't understand it.

I understand it completely.

The board, they value
a lower bottom line.

They especially value
a doctor who prioritizes

a computer readout over
a patient's actual needs.

Wow.

You know, that is a very
reductive view of my position.

Is it really?
Because you continually imply

that brick and mortar mechanics
of mental health support

would be improved by removing
human beings from the process.

I mean, the fact that
you are so convinced

that machines can do
our job, Theo,

it's deeply upsetting to me.

I came to Gaffney
because of you, Dr. Charles.

I came because
of your reputation,

because everyone said
that you were a genius.

But now I realize
that you are just like

every other basic psychiatrist

that I battled since
I was five years old.

You make bad assumptions
based on emotion and intuition

rather than actual facts.

I think we're done here.

No, I think you're done here.

Doris, take us off diversion.

Start letting patients in
from the waiting room again.

Should we prioritize
discharging

the remaining prisoners?
- Absolutely.

We've still got
that high-risk prisoner

with the leg wound.
- I'll take him.

And we still have a few
things that need to be sorted.

My God, have I not
made it abundantly clear?

I don't want to anything out.

I was talking to Nancy about
restocking the surge carts.

Hey.

- What room is--
- Four.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

No trouble.

I've got nothing but time.

Uh-huh.

You seemed pretty
wound up over there.

Well, I'm just fine.

It's just the way
you treat people,

it's not that nice.

Could I get some 4x4s
and a liter of saline?

Yeah.

And what are you in prison
for, Mr. Dupere?

Murder.

Oh, that makes you
an expert on kindness.

No.

No, I'm not an
expert on anything.

But I used to be like you.

Short fuse, always in a hurry.

Mm.
Not anymore?

No.

I've changed.

You find Jesus?

Oh, no.

No, I can't imagine I'm gonna
meet him after what I did.

But I did find something
to live for.

What's that?

It's a secret.

Here's your dressing.

Thank you.

You can shower,

but this will need to be
redressed once a day.

Oh, wait, you're not
getting ready to discharge me?

Well, you know me,
always in a hurry.

Except my leg, it's weak,

and my foot is starting
to go numb.

- Really?
- Yeah.

You're not just
saying that to stall?

No, honestly, it started
a few minutes ago,

and it's come on strong.

Okay, let's send him up
for an MRI,

make sure there's
no nerve damage.

Thank you, Doctor.

I know I should not have
lost it with Theo downstairs.

I'm sorry.
It was stupid.

I did not come here
to lecture you.

I came to see how you are.

I'm okay.
Thank you.

You know, when we were
arguing downstairs,

Theo made reference
to other psychiatrists

that he's had
difficulties with.

Not the first time
he'd done it.

And it just made me wonder,
you know, if he does have

this disdain for
the human side of our field,

which he absolutely does,
like, why?

So do you think he has
skeletons in his closet?

I'm not sure,
but I mean, if he does,

the board certainly
deserves to know.

Well, I'm meeting
with several board members

this afternoon to try
to swing their vote.

If you find something out--

You will be
the first to know.

All right.

Okay, press again
further over.

Your son is being
pretty stubborn.

Men, am I right?

Sorry.

Oh, no, I get it.

I'm married to one.

Where is Ryan, by the way?

Stuck in traffic on I-55,
but he should be here soon.

Okay, more pressure.

No, he's too far down.

Dr. Asher, we should consider
moving Olivia to the OR.

Wait, no.
Can't we keep trying?

Let's check the ultrasound.

You okay?

Yeah, sorry, just a
little indigestion, I think.

Heart rate looks good.

Let's see if we can get
him up a different way.

Change of plans.

Dr. Lovell, tip her head down.

Okay, Olivia, bring your hips
up for me, nice and tall.

- Okay.
- What's this now?

We're gonna try
an inversion.

Maggie, a midwife who used
to be a nurse here,

taught this to me.

- Oh.
- Okay, pull on through.

Are you comfortable
in this position, Olivia?

- She was in college.
- Not the time.

Okay, keep her steady
while I see

if his backside is coming up.

- I can feel something.
- Mm-hmm.

- He's moving.
- Okay, that's good.

Start pushing.

Push.
Push, push, push,

push, push, push.

Good.
Push.

Whoa.
He's on the move.

Just breathe.

Oh, my God, this is crazy.

Okay, keep pushing,
keep pushing.

Keep pushing.

And there.

There we go.

We need to confirm
with an ultrasound,

but I think we did it.

That was a cool trick.

Now all you got to do is
push the baby out of you.

How's it going?

It's just getting started.

They're going to pin this
whole thing on him, the riot.

Gonna add ten years
to his sentence.

You don't think
he deserves it?

You know the reason Maxwell
is in prison to begin with?

I looked it up.

He got a ride home from
a party with some friends,

and they decided to break into
a house they thought was empty.

- But it wasn't.
- No.

Two people were killed,

but Maxwell didn't even
do anything.

Just sat in the car.
Still got tagged.

- Felony murder.
- Yeah.

Tried as an adult,
20-year sentence.

It's crazy how your whole life
can just derail

from one random decision.

He just doesn't feel like
he's the kind of kid

who would randomly attack
a guard.

You think the guard's lying?

I think Maxwell wants
to say something,

but he doesn't think
it'll make a difference.

And I gotta say, I get it.

He's all alone.
- Not entirely.

As long as he's here,
he has us.

Jonathan Michael?

You want me to stick around?

Um, no.
I appreciate it.

I'll be all right.
- Sure?

Yeah.

I just need you to know that
I didn't know about Ainsley,

I swear.

I would have never, never
have let that continue.

I've been doing a lot
of hard thinking

about everything that you said.

You know, I always thought
it was most important

to protect you from...

the life that I had growing up.

And, really,
I didn't protect you at all.

Does Dad know you're here?

No.

Your father is in hospice.

He stopped
the Hiboxin infusions.

Of course, because
I'm not paying--

No, no, no.
It's not about money.

The treatments weren't working.

After three rounds,
the mass is still growing.

He's not able to walk anymore,

and the doctors say there's
nothing else that they can do.

Okay.

So that's it, then, huh?

I don't expect anything
from you, Jonathan Michael.

I just want you to know
that you were right.

And I'm so sorry that
it's taken me this long

to realize that.

Hey, which OR is Abrams in?

Was in OR 2.

What are you doing out here?

Isaac's surgery started
less than an hour ago.

56 minutes, to be exact.

I removed the subdural,
but that's as far as I got.

The real problem is
a ruptured pseudoaneurysm.

Damn.

Yeah, no way in hell
I can repair that vessel

with this much brain swelling.

So he's in the ICU now?

Yeah, all we can
do now is wait.

Hopefully he lives long enough
for the edema to come down.

We should know more
in a few hours.

He was just joking
around with us.

Yep.

Okay, great.
Great, great.

No, no.
Happy--happy to help.

That was Olivia's OB.

He should be here any minute.

How long have you been
having contractions?

Um, I have been
having Braxton Hicks

on and off for
the last few weeks,

and in the last couple hours

it's gotten more intense
and regular.

So you're in labor.

Well, then let me ask
the logical questions here.

Why haven't you told anyone,
and why are you still working?

Because the ED is crazy right
now, and it's early labor.

I mean, if you were my doctor,
you wouldn't even

tell me to come into
the hospital yet,

and I'm not putting
my baby at risk, so--

I wasn't saying
that you were.

I also am planning to
tell people when, you know,

it's just--it becomes
more of a thing.

Pretty sure it already is.

I meant when I was actually
closer to delivery.

I don't need anyone
fussing over me.

Look, I get that we've had
a rocky-ass road

up until now, okay?

And I get that you're probably
scared about a lot of things.

But I need you to hear
one thing.

This is happening.

Yeah, I know.

It's happening.
- Do you?

Because you've been pretty
resistant to having me here,

training a replacement,

which is pretty standard
for maternity leave.

Okay. Yeah, you know,
I didn't ask your opinion.

And yet I'm gonna give it.

Look, I'm not judging you, man.

I skipped therapy this week so
I could stress shop at Sephora.

I'll admit that.

Okay, so what are
you saying exactly?

I don't know what I was
saying with that last one,

but what I think I'm saying is

just stop worrying
about the future,

about your career,
your relationships,

and, you know, be in your body

and soak in
the fricking moment.

You're at the top
of the roller coaster.

All you got to do is
put your hands up.

It's time to go be a mom.

Anyone seen Dr. Charles?

- I'm happy to take it.
- Oh, it's not a work call.

No, I don't have him.

But I'll pass on the message.

Yeah, no problem, Dr. Hoban.

You too.

Dr. Hoban from U of I?

You know him?

Yeah, I worked with him
during my residency.

Hmm.

What was he calling about?

You probably want to take
that up with Dr. Charles.

Right.

We all know
what you're doing.

Excuse me?

We know what you're trying
to do to Dr. Charles.

But even if you do replace him,
you'll never be him.

Well, hopefully I can work
to change your opinion.

Hmm.

You know, sometimes
I really like you.

What do you need?

And then it's gone.

MRI results came back on
the guy with a stab wound

to the leg, Mr. Dupere.

Ah, yes, the one trying
to delay his release.

Let's see.

Oh, surprise, surprise.

There's no nerve damage.

No.
Missed it completely.

Yeah.

What is it?

Well, the angle
of this puncture

and these little cuts
around the wound,

I don't think
it's from an abrasion.

I think it's hesitation marks.

You think he stabbed himself?
Why?

Just to get out
of prison for a day?

- Where is Mr. Dupere now?
- Not sure.

We got the MRI results,
so he's done with his scan.

He should have been back.

Hey, what's going on?

Have you seen a prisoner,
Wyett Dupere,

and a corrections officer
leave this floor?

They were here for an MRI.

No, I haven't.
Why?

Call security.

Sir, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Hey, team.

How we doing?

Contractions are coming
pretty hard and fast now.

You just missed Dr. Tinto.

Oh, I ran into him
downstairs.

He said that you got
your epidural

and everything is
looking great.

I--I actually just stopped in
to say goodbye.

I was sort of hoping you'd
get to meet the little man.

I know.
Me too.

But there's some other things.

Code Silver.

Is there a fire?

That's not a fire alarm.

Excuse me?

I need you to get inside.

Put something
in front of the door.

Why?
What's--what's going on?

One of the prisoners escaped.

Hospital's on lockdown.

Nobody in or out.

Code Silver.

Code Silver.

- What's going on?
- It's okay.

Just keep breathing, okay?

Okay.

Code Silver.

20 minutes ago,
Wyett Dupere overpowered

the corrections officer
guarding him and escaped.

God.
How's the CO?

Well, he's got
a pretty bad concussion

and had some stitches,
but he'll live.

My understanding
is that we're

under a Code Silver protocol.

I thought that was reserved
for active shooters.

Yeah, but he took
the officer's gun.

Oh.

All incoming ambulances
have been diverted.

Good.
What's happening?

We're sweeping
the hospital now.

After we clear each floor,

departments will be
opening back up.

We just cleared the ED,
but no one can leave the area

until the entire hospital
is deemed safe.

How do we know
that Mr. Dupere is

still even in the hospital?

So far, there's no evidence
he's left the premises,

but we need to go through
security footage,

with your help.

- Of course.
- Go.

Go, go, go.
- Okay.

How long is this
lockdown gonna last?

Well, I know as much
as you do.

Well, you're
probably loving this.

How do you figure?

We're trapped
alone in a room.

Nothing to do but talk
about our issues.

Honestly, Caitlin, we could
sit here in silence forever.

I'm good.

Yeah, you don't
get to be mad.

Sorry, what?

I said you don't get
to be mad about this,

about me or us.

Like, was I a bitch to you
the other night

when you confronted me
about my disease?

Sure, and I'm sorry, but--

But what?

But I have
a terminal illness.

So checkmate.

This was supposed
to be fun and meaningless,

and I--I worked really hard
to keep it meaningless.

You know, get drunk,
uh, sex in cars.

You ruined it.

- I ruined it?
- Uh-huh.

- I--I ruined it?
- Yep.

How did I ruin it?

By showing concern
that you have

a serious health condition?

Yes, exactly,
because now I can't pretend

that this is just fun anymore.

I can't pretend
that I'm not sick,

and I can't pretend
I'm not in love with you.

What did you just say?

You heard me.

- Hey, Kacy?
- Mm.

Can we do a UTox
and a thyroid panel

for Mrs. Spellman in 2?
- Yeah, I'm on it.

I just got to put my
stethoscope in the UV cabinet

first, get the cooties off.
- I'm headed that way.

Let me do it.
- Oh, sir, you're a gentleman.

Thank you.
- I am a gentleman.

You're trying to
dig up dirt on me?

I'm trying to save my job
and my department.

You think
I'm hiding something?

Is that why you're speaking
to my advisors from residency?

Okay, so I was checking out
this packet

that's floating around,
you know,

with all your qualifications
and your experience.

Extremely impressive list
of research papers, by the way.

But I couldn't help noticing
that there was nothing

from med school
or--or your residency.

And I thought, that's odd.

- Something had to get cut.
- Could be.

Anyway, I reached out
to Dr. Hoban,

who was kind enough
to send over these,

if you will, missing papers.

And almost every single
one of your studies

focused on just one topic--

antisocial
personality disorder.

It was an area
I was interested in.

Well, could very well be.

But then I remembered that
about two or three months ago,

you told me,
right here in this room,

about your
childhood misdiagnosis.

And antisocial
personality disorder,

famously difficult to diagnose.

Dr. Charles, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I was thinking to myself,
oh, man,

it must have been
such a brutal,

misunderstood,
alienating childhood.

But that didn't stop them
from pumping you

full of all these drugs
that you didn't need.

What are you doing, Dan?

You don't have
any proof of any of this.

All I'm really doing,
Theo, is my job.

Right?
I'm following my instinct,

you know, my human intuition.

And what my intuition
is telling me

is that it makes perfect sense
that you embrace fMRI

after all those psychiatrists
let you down.

It makes perfect sense
to me that you'd devote

your entire career to
eradicating the human element

from diagnostics, right,
because in your mind,

those elements--intuition,
instinct, conversation--

are deeply fallible.

I mean, they certainly
let you down, buddy.

It also makes
perfect sense to me

why you would have no
compunction taking advantage

of my misfortune
and going after my job,

because you were not born
with the ability to empathize,

because you were born

with antisocial
personality disorder.

You were born a sociopath.

- You're doing great.
- How would you know?

You're on your phone.
- Sorry.

I'm trying to keep Ryan
up to date.

He's in the parking lot.

They still won't let
anyone in or out.

Okay, well, Olivia,
you are now fully dilated.

- Like all the way?
- Like, all the way.

So what does that mean?

It means it is time
to start pushing.

Wait, now?

Are we gonna wait till
we have more support?

It's okay.

Women have been giving birth
without a team

of doctors for millennia.

They'd just give birth
in a field underneath all--

Most of them died doing that.
They died, Jacob.

- Sorry.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let's take a breath, okay?

Everything's gonna be fine.

I've done this countless times,
and your baby looks great.

Plus, Jacob here can
assist me if I need him to.

- What?
- No!

Sorry.

I didn't pay
that close attention

during birthing classes.
- Okay.

Okay, don't worry.

I'm not gonna ask you
to do anything too drastic.

Let's start with putting
on a pair of gloves.

Olivia, you've got this, okay?

Look at me.
Hey, hey.

I've got you.

Um, Dr. Asher?

Everything okay?

Yeah, um...

My water just broke.