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There's a riot at the Quay Bay.

Call hospital security.

Tell them to send everyone they've got.

MRI results came back on the guy with the stab wound to the leg. The angle of

this puncture, I think it's hesitation marks. You think he stabbed himself?

Where is DuPere now?

Wyatt DuPere escaped.

He took the officers and gone.

What's going on? Hospital's on lockdown.

Nobody in or out.

Dr. Asher, everything okay?

My water just broke.

Okay, that's good. Long push.

Steady. Steady. Good. You're doing so great.

Dr. Asher?

Okay, Lynn, I need you to stop pushing.

What? Why are we stopping?

The umbilical cord is prolapsed. It's below the baby's head, which means the

cord is compressed and it's cutting off oxygen.

Oh, my God. Wait, he's not getting oxygen?

Okay, if I elevate the baby's head off of the cord, we can maintain oxygen

but he needs to come out now. I have to do a C -section.

Here? You'll be fine. It's not my first rodeo, okay?

Your first rodeo while in labor? For yourself.

Jacob, you're going to take my place. Wait, what?

Your hand is going to go exactly where mine is. You'll keep upward pressure on

the baby's head, and you will not let it drop.

Female anatomy is not his comfort zone. It's really not. The baby needs to come

out now, and I need my hands free to operate. I am also about to have another

contraction, and I can't risk my hand slipping.

Okay. I can do this. Okay.

Dr. Escher, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Early labor.

Long time to go.

I've got this.

I promise you.

This is fun.

You have nothing to say in response to my confession of love?

What do you want from me?

Oh, no. Oh, God, nothing. I'm so sorry to bother you.

Okay.

Then I'll tell you.

You want to do whatever you want to do whenever you want to do it without any

thought or concern for another person. You want to get angry when it suits you,

then make light of anything when it suits you.

You're not even honest with yourself, much less another person.

I love you, too. What a suffice.

You're infuriating.

And what about it?

You just said you can't pretend you're not sick anymore, but you will.

And I won't.

I won't pretend with you, not anymore.

I don't respond well to other people predicting my behavior. You don't

well to anything you can't control.

CPD, identify yourself.

Dr. Mitch Ripley, Dr. Caitlin Dennis.

IDs?

Surgeon's office here.

Copy that.

You're free to resume duties, but stay on this floor until the code silver has

been lifted.

Yeah.

Dr. Ravari. Trust me, the way he responded removed any doubt that I had.

Can you prove it?

There's a formal diagnosis floating around somewhere. But those records are

sealed. Is there any other way to prove it? Well, ironically, an fMRI might be

able to show some statistical differences in people with antisocial

disorder. But, I mean...

Why do you ask? Unless this lockdown continues into the evening, the board is

going to meet tonight to decide whether you keep your job or they replace you

with Dr. Rabar. Karen, are you suggesting that I use Theo's sociopathy

him to disqualify him from the position?

It's the only card we have to play, Daniel. I don't think I'm comfortable

that. You had a stroke, and he did not hesitate to exploit that. Right. It's

because there's a tiny issue.

of myself having fought my entire career against precisely those kind of stigmas

that plague precisely those kind of diagnoses. I'm not going to do it,

Even if it's to save my job, it would just be profoundly hypocritical of me.

This is war.

If we do nothing, you lose your job.

Gaffney can't afford that, and honestly, neither can I.

Hey. Do you know if they cleared labor and delivery?

Not yet. They're sweeping the ICU now and working their way up.

Hannah's transporting a patient up to L &D and she's not answering my texts.

When's your due date?

Two weeks from tomorrow.

It might be hard to concentrate on anything else.

It is.

Stop.

You don't want to do this.

It's too late for that.

What do you want?

You're going to help me finish something.

And if you play your cards right, I might let you meet that new baby of

How's that epidural working, Olivia?

I think it's magical.

Okay, Jacob, do not take your hand off the baby's head until you feel mine,

okay? Got it.

Uterine incision.

Okay, stay with me, Olivia. Trust me, you have my full attention.

I can feel your hand. Okay, you can let go now.

I've got the baby's head.

Okay.

Here he comes.

Okay.

There we go.

Jacob, is he okay?

He's perfect.

Oh, Miranda.

I need a word with you about the board meeting.

Okay. I'd like to postpone it. Why? So Dr. Rabari can submit to the same

of physical tests that Dr.

Charles did, including FMRI scan.

On what grounds, Sharon? Well, it's the same as Dr.

Charles, to ensure that he fits the stresses of the position. Dr. Robari

nearly die of a stroke. It's about fairness and transparency, Miranda.

Putting both candidates on equal footing.

No, I'm sorry.

No more delays.

We're going to make a decision today. We're moving on. You've been pulling the

strings with Dr. Robari all along, haven't you?

Excuse me?

I asked Dr.

Rabari to fill in temporarily until Dr.

Charles was well enough to return, but I think you put the idea in his head to

make it permanent by appealing to his ambition.

Be careful.

Sharon, you are making some baseless accusations here. Yes.

I'll see you at the meeting.

How are you feeling?

Like I just got run over by a Mack truck.

Ryan, meet your son.

Harrison.

Harrison Reed Taylor.

Their baby boy.

Perfect.

Little Harry.

How far apart are your contractions?

I have just seven minutes.

How the hell are you still standing?

I'm fine.

Emily, can you get a wheelchair for Dr. Asher and tell him to prep another labor

room, please? Thank you.

You ready to hear this chat?

Well, years of experience have taught me that I don't have a choice in the

matter. It's very true.

Let's do it.

We gave him Ativan.

The lockdown had him really wound up. Can you print his discharge paperwork?

Yeah.

I've got good news, Mr. Walker.

Hey, your test results came back all clear. You can go home.

Stop!

Hey! Hey!

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

What the hell just happened? Do I need to call security?

I thought you were a new pair. I thought you were trying to kill me.

Does John know what happened?

No, I didn't call him.

He's got enough to worry about with his dad. Yeah, careful.

Men get whiny when you don't lean on them. They are so emotional.

You have any trouble swallowing?

No, just sore.

Okay, no trouble breathing, spots in your vision, ringing in your ears?

Nope, I'm good.

Okay.

Rumor has it that you cold cocked him?

That's true.

I hope it hurt.

Everything's normal. You're good to go. Thanks.

So Jason thought that you...

You wanted to pair?

Yeah, and that I was going to kill him.

Huh. Why would Wyatt target Jason specifically?

Revenge, I guess. The riot started because Jason attacked Maxwell.

Jason said that Maxwell had a shiv, but a lot of inmates are saying that it was

unprovoked. You believe him?

I don't think he's lying.

Pupil's six millimeters fixed and dilated.

He's brain dead?

Well, cerebral edema doesn't typically improve in the direction of miracles,

stranger things have happened.

Do another clinical exam, followed by an apnea test in about an hour. Let me

know the results.

Isaac was scheduled to move to a minimum security prison next week.

Talk about bad timing.

My experience in life is all about timing, Dr. Ripley.

The scary part is how little control we have over it.

Must be Hannah.

Big day.

Oh, Dr. Charles, a patient is asking you to drop by the psych unit. They said

it's not urgent.

You have a name?

Uh, Scott Baird.

Inpatient or out?

In.

Huh. Don't know who that is, but I'll see if I can find time to stop by.

It's so hard to see him like this.

That night the doctor did a bedside ultrasound.

His pleural effusions are getting larger.

Mom.

I'm fine.

You're not.

You're slipping away so fast.

Mom. Hey.

You're tired.

All right.

Let me take over for the day. Just go home. Get some rest.

James.

What's happening?

We need help in here.

Help.

It's okay. Hey, go right.

I need an 18 -gauge needle and a syringe. Do you understand me?

Excuse me?

Move.

What do you think you're doing?

Move.

Okay, Dad.

It's all right. I got you. I got you, okay?

It's easy.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Breathe, Dad. Breathe.

Jason, how you doing? I'm Dr. Charles. You got a minute?

Yeah, yeah.

Is Dr. Howard okay? I swear, I didn't mean to hurt her.

A little shaken up, but she's fine.

Oh, good.

Yeah, I think I was just like a little wound up from the whole crazy riot

situation. Oh, come on.

I'd just be walking around with, I don't know, a pretty elevated baseline level

of, you know, fear.

I mean, I wouldn't say that, but just maybe don't sneak up on a prison guard.

Right.

Right.

So, are you familiar with the term effective realism? You ever heard

that? No.

Fancy term, but it's the idea that our emotions can shape our perception of

reality, right?

More specifically, that we can come to...

Learn to interpret the world through the lens of our experience and our feelings

as opposed to objective reality, right? I mean, in your case, the possibility

that maybe these threats that you experience are just not actually always

I really believed Maxwell had a shiv.

I know you did.

It wasn't that one.

And all these people that got hurt.

And the riot that's on me.

And if Maxwell dies, how do I live with myself?

Dr. Hunter just told me Maxwell is going to make a full recovery.

Really? Yep.

But now I want you to look at me, okay? Because I'm going to tell you three

really important facts.

One,

you're not a bad person.

Two, there is a tremendous amount of help out there.

Three. You don't seek it out.

It's going to keep on happening, buddy.

I just don't want to hurt anyone else. I know you don't.

Okay, what's my BP?

130 over 84.

It's elevated.

Barely. You're coming down from a contraction.

Maybe we should place an A -line? There's no need.

That way we can monitor it beat by beat. Hey, hot tip, don't try to be the

doctor and the patient at the same time. Okay, Vera.

My mom died giving birth to me.

I didn't know that.

I'm sorry.

Erotic stenosis, there's a family history, so... Have you ever had an echo

showed stenosis?

No. And your cardiac workups since pregnancy?

All normal, but... But

fear doesn't care about normal test results.

I get it.

Thanks.

And I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you.

Okay?

I'm too amazing to fail.

I want to make sure this is the most boring, uneventful, snooze -best of a

delivery you've ever seen.

Okay?

I'm going to need you to trust me.

Can you do that?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can do that.

Dean?

Sorry, it's just me.

Dr. Archer never came up after the PA announcement?

No, and his phone turned off.

Well, I'm sure he was just pulled into another surgery.

Trauma has been slammed.

Yeah, that makes sense. Well, you know, my Tara wouldn't wait for my maternity

leave to start either.

So you just focus on getting this little girl out safely, okay?

I will.

Jacobson, find out where Dr.

Archer last swiped his badge, his phone's off, and no one's seen him in

hour. Call me the second you get eyes on him.

Dr. Archer's last badge scan was in the surgical locker room. How long ago was

that? Over two hours.

Chicago PD, if anyone's inside, make yourself known.

Chicago PD, announce yourself.

Clear or lost?

Clear, right?

Back room, clear.

But, Miss Middleton, there's something here you should see.

He would never leave me.

Scott, I'm Dr. Charles. You said you wanted to see me. Yeah, yeah.

It's so nice to finally meet you.

We've met before, have we?

Kind of.

Not in person. You know me by a different name.

But maybe you recognize my voice.

We had a pretty intense conversation like a month ago.

I'll never forget it.

Gio.

It's me.

It's really good to meet you.

Sorry. It's all right. I thought, um, you know.

I know.

Jesus.

What are you doing here, an inpatient?

I came looking for you the day after we talked, but then you were in surgery.

But how'd you find me? You only knew my first name.

Google. Of course.

The first guy I talked to was Dr.

Theo Rabari, and I got to tell you, he's been great.

Really? Not much of a talker in our sessions, but, you know, he listens.

Wow.

Well, okay.

I don't know what to say, except for he's just a very different guy

than... The guy that I talked to on the phone.

I want to remind you the reason I thought I was coming to the hospital so

could thank you for saving my life.

Uh -uh.

You did that.

Don't ever forget that.

You called me.

Okay, what do we got?

Leo Gilbert, 21, a bullet grazed his skull in a line straight along his

hitting a temporal artery.

Oh, sick.

Oh, Leo put an apple on his head at a college rager, let his girlfriend try to

shoot it off. Hell of a party trick.

I'm still a thing?

No, everything old is new again.

I'm feeling no pain.

Blood alcohol was three times illegal in this.

Well, that tracks.

Heart rate's rising, 135.

Yep, I almost got the bleeding controlled.

Done. Megan makes me feel so alive.

You almost died.

Okay, BP's dropping 94 over 59.

He's lost a lot of blood. Let's get two bags of O -Nag for a rapid transfusion.

And go ahead and give two grams of TXA. Yeah, come on.

We need to get himself a new girlfriend before this one kills him, huh?

Dr. Lennox, your brother is here.

Go. I got this.

You can't steal Doris's food.

Hey, I was stuck in the parking lot for the last two hours waiting for the

lockdown to end.

And why are you here?

Well, I saw the prison riot on the news and I was worried about you.

Uh -huh. Or you were hungry.

Wow, sorry for caring.

But you're the only family that I have left.

What?

Spill it.

I lied to you last year.

That's it?

I thought it was going to be more serious than that.

I lied to you last year, too.

Definitely more than once.

About my GSS prion test.

It was positive.

That's not funny, Katie.

Kip? No, just... I didn't want you to worry.

No!

It's okay! It's okay! He's my brother! Just get away from me!

I'm sorry.

Whoa, what's going on here? Mitch, Mitch, Mitch. Just do as he says.

Whatever harm you intend to do to this young man, I'm telling you there is no

point. You need to shut your mouth before I lose patience with you. You

wake him up.

I can't. Why not?

Isaac was brought in and developed a devastating head injury.

Once the blood around his brain was evacuated, we discovered he had an

which had started to bleed.

But his brain was too swollen to fix it during that surgery. No. I just saw him

downstairs when they brought me in. His smart ass was making jokes. Brain

swelling often occurs after surgery.

Wake him up so I can get him out of here.

That's our point.

Isaac isn't waking up. And he's been off sedation for some time.

That's why I'm in the middle of doing an apnea test.

What is that?

It's how we confirm brain death.

We disconnect the ventilator. We watch for breathing.

If the patient is unable to breathe on their own within 10 minutes, confirms

he's dead.

And how long has it been?

Nine minutes.

Get back.

Isaac, it's me.

You gotta breathe, man.

All right?

We gotta get out of here so we can live the life we said we were gonna live when

we escaped.

Isaac, this is our chance.

My sister, she's got an old Honda Accord.

It's just sitting in the garage.

It's been there for 20 years. Nobody even knows it's there.

We could take it and drive it into the woods.

You always bragged about being an Eagle Scout.

How long's it been?

Eleven minutes.

So he's, um... We'll need to do a blood gasp to confirm, but, uh...

It looks that way, yes.

So, I assume you were dropping the bomb at the board meeting?

Bomb? What bomb? What bomb are you talking about, Theo?

Were you threatened to expose my sociopathy unless I agreed to go

Disclosing private health information?

That's a pretty glaring HIPAA violation, isn't it? Well, sure it is.

But sensitive information has a way of leaking anonymously.

What other choice do you have?

No, Theo. I will not be doing that.

Oh, I forget HIPAA. It would violate pretty much everything I've stood for my

entire career.

Okay? And not to mention destroy yours.

So, what, you're... You're backing down?

I built this department from the ground up. Okay? I did. Me.

It's my life's work.

So hell no.

I won't be backing down from anything.

I'm here.

Oh, hallelujah. Baby daddy finally showed.

Where were you?

Held up.

Well, you better have been in mortal peril.

Wait. Were you in mortal peril?

Finish story for later.

What? You ready to push, girl? Okay.

Celeste.

Celeste.

Hey.

Dad, I... I sent my mom to get some rest, but she'll be back soon, okay?

It's okay.

She's crowning. I can see the head. Ah, finally.

Okay, Hannah, I need you to focus, okay? Look at me. You need to give me one

more big push, okay? You got this.

Screw you, Vera. Screw you.

Don't hate the OB.

Hate the game.

Okay. Okay.

Can you still hear me, Dad?

I want you to know this.

It's okay to let go, all right?

You don't have to fight anymore.

All right, this is it.

There we go.

Is she okay?

She's beautiful.

She's beautiful.

Congratulations,

mom. You have a baby girl.

Wow.

Listen to the pipes on her, man.

Maple.

Maple?

Who's that after?

It's not after anyone.

She just looks like a maple.

Welcome to the world, Mabel.

Welcome to the world.

Welcome to the world.

You wouldn't happen to have an extra air thickness bag on you, would you? Relax,

Danny. We got this.

What's going on? Where's the board?

The meeting's been canceled.

Until when?

Permanently. I don't understand. Why?

Dr. Robari has elected to remove himself from consideration.

So I would like Dr.

Charles to reassume his position as Gaffney's chief of psychiatry, effective

immediately. Did Dr. Robari give any reason for his decision?

It was personal.

And I supported him.

Probably for the best, though.

We need to maintain consistency at the top in light of the impending high

-profile turnover.

What impending high -profile turnover?

Ms. Goodwin is leaving Gaffney.

Excuse me?

You leaked Dr. Rabari's personal medical file to me.

Miranda, you don't know what you're talking about.

You can't fire me without the board's approval.

I'm giving you the opportunity to avoid the very public embarrassment of

disclosing your actions to the board and the inevitable vote to terminate you.

I want your resignation on my desk within an hour.

You know, Miranda, I don't frighten easy.

But if you want to fight, you got one.

I promise you that.

One hour.

I'll be damned.

Sharon, please tell me you did not leak Theo's file to save my job.

Daniel. You know me better than anybody, but right now, the less I say, the

better.

What happened with Kip?

I heard you, uh...

Had a huge blow -up.

Yeah, I finally told him.

I see.

Mm -hmm. It's time to settle up in the honesty department, I guess.

But it's easier to be the sick person.

That's what my brother taught me today.

Are you okay?

No.

And speaking of honesty, I would like to offer you

a guilt -free breakup.

Just clean.

No drama.

Well, I reject your offer.

I'm gonna die, Mitch.

Yeah.

sometime in the next 20 years, anyone could.

I'm not going to ask you to run out the clock with me and take care of me. It's

not fair to you.

I would rather have one more day with you than a lifetime with someone else.

Did you read that in a book of love poems or something?

No. I just say what I mean, and I can't pretend I'm not in love with you.

You're just so corny. It makes it really easy to not cry.

Theo!

Hey, look, um, it's really important to me that you understand that I had

absolutely nothing to do with leaking your file, okay?

I know that, Dan.

And not for nothing, I want you to know that I did not twist your fMRI results.

I was asked to look at them.

And in no uncertain terms, I told them that they were inconclusive, which is

often the case with this technology at this stage.

Well, I appreciate you telling me that. I do.

But I'm just curious, why didn't you ever tell me about Gio?

I mean, Scott.

Honestly, I just wanted to prove to myself that I could do the talk therapy

aspect of the job.

Halfway through our first session, I realized I was in over my head with

I didn't know what to say.

So I said very little.

Yeah, but you listened. I mean, he told me how important that was to him.

And I hope that's true.

Then I'm going to be okay.

I keep thinking she's going to cuck out, but she just wants to take in

everything around her.

Well, whatever Mabel wants, Mabel can't. Okay, horrible parenting strategy.

It's one I will never apologize for.

Here we are.

With our daughter.

Who would have ever imagined that?

It's hard to believe.

Yeah. It's huge.

It's huge.

Wait a second.

Why does that surprise you?

Well, I've delivered countless babies, and it's not to say that all of them

aren't life -changing or special experiences, but... This one's yours.

Yeah. It changes everything.

Hey,

what was it you wanted to tell me earlier?

I can wait.

There's no time like the present.

I love you, Hannah.

Hannah had for a long time.

Before our girl.

Before the Crunchberries.

Long before.

And I wish I could pinpoint a moment.

But if I'm being honest, it wasn't just one moment. It was...

thousands of moments.

Which revealed to me... what I feel for you.

What I've always felt.

Look, I, um...

My brain had already hit maximum overload.

Just the pregnancy, work, the nightmares.

My general, overall anxiety. I couldn't really process

it.

But thank you for telling me now.

Listen.

I don't expect anything from you.

So...

Will my body lie there jealous while flowers bloom

above my bones and spring begins to sing?

When I die, will I miss dancing?

Will my soul look on with envy while June

recites its shortest night?

And summer's in full swing.

All those things every day brings.

That passes by headlong.

When I die, will I miss living? No, Mom.

I used to think that I didn't love her.

When I die, will I miss trouble?

I didn't think I could love either of you anymore, but...

The truth is, I never stopped,

Mom.

Red shots, fake lights Those weeks that felt so long

When I die Well, I miss living when I'm gone

My name is Dr. Wolf.

I was on a short leave. But I am ready to practice medicine again.

They're the hostage situation.

You do bank robberies now?

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