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[knocking]

- Who's hungry?

Oh, I got eggs,
I got bacon, I got tots.

And I just remembered

you can't eat today

because of your bypass.

- Joyce, the agreement was

I was gonna be alone
until my surgery.

- Yeah, I know, I know.

I didn't tell anyone
you were here,

per our agreement.

But I just need to make sure
you've got everything you need.

- You really don't.

- Fuzzy slippers, bedpan.

You know,
sometimes it feels good

to just roll over
and let loose.

- Joyce.

- [sighs]

We've had a lot of laughs here.

And a lot of tears.

- Keep talking.

- Remember that time
we got stuck in the elevator

for, like, two hours?

[laughs]

Wait, that was just me.

Did I ever tell you about that?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- OK, in addition
to your shift assignments,

please remember that Ron's
surgery is coming up soon,

and I need everyone's
contributions

for his get-well package.

- When's he having it again?
- I don't know yet.

But he'll let me know
as soon as it's scheduled.

- Are we gonna do
an Edible Arrangement?

- Parker, no.
I think we can do something

a little more thoughtful
than that.

- That's what you sent me
when I had my appendix out.

- Right. Well, that was, um...

Also, please remember
to sign up

for Ron's meal train, OK?

Yeah, Ron and I have
a really special relationship.

I'll never forget
the first thing he said to me

when I started here.

"There's a lot of stupid people
working in this hospital."

And he's said it
almost every day since.

But he's never
lumped me in with them,

and that is an honor
I take really seriously.

Some of you have not signed
the get-well card yet.

Val?
- Yeah, I'm not gonna do that.

He needs to be alive
to read it, and...

- Oh, come on.
He's gonna be fine.

- Unless he's not.

- Maybe I shouldn't sign.
I don't want to jinx it.

[sighs] I already wrote "M."

- You're signing.
Everyone is signing.

Why would you put that
out there?

- I always like to assume
the worst.

If it ends up going well,
it's a nice surprise.

If it doesn't, I've already
made peace with it.

So, yeah...

Ron's not gonna make it.

- Ron will be fine!

- I turned the M into
a butterfly just to be safe.

- It looks like a weird butt.

- Oh, no.
- [sighs]

So I heard you're going
with a no-touch vein harvest

for Ron's surgery--
nice, classic.

- Yep, pretty standard
at this point.

- Yeah, for sure, for sure.

And I assume you've read
Dr. Hiyashi's study

on increased risk
of graft failure?

- No. Why? What did it say?

- Uh, it was paywalled.

So I didn't--but the headline
was pretty--

- Bruce.
- Yep?

- I need to catch up
on notes

and prep for Ron's
procedure later.

So if you could please--

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The surgery's today?
- Yes.

And I'm behind on paperwork
'cause I was out of town

at my sister's bachelorette
all weekend.

- Oh, OK.
Bachelorette, nice.

Where'd you go?
- Vegas.

- I'm sorry--Vegas, as in Las?

- That's the one.

Anyways, I'm sure you have

some more social cues
to not pick up on.

So I'll leave you to it.

- Sin City--
not really a destination

known for a good night's sleep
and getting your head right.

God knows what drugs
Emerson was snorting

off a stripper's
gyrating pelvis at 5:00 a.m.

And now she's gonna
operate on Ron?

My Ron?

Ha--over my dead body.

Or Ron's, if I don't get
to the bottom of this.

- I know.

Ron wants his privacy.

Well, I've known the guy
for 30 years,

and he wants
a comfy pillow more, so...

[knocking]
Who wants a pillow?

No!
- Joyce!

- God, [bleep]! No!

Stop! No!
- Come on!

- [gasps]
- Ugh.

- [sighs]

Hey, I really didn't see
that much.

- You saw my whole butt!
- OK.

- Can we just move
past this, please?

- It was more than your butt.
Just--

- Please go!
- Yeah.

[sighs]

Look, Ron,
I know there's a little

intimacy disparity right now.

So I'm just gonna
put it out there--

if you need to take
a quick look at my area,

I just need a couple minutes
to clean up.

- Go!
- Go--yeah, got it.

- Oh, hey, can I talk to you
for a second?

- Oh, totally, we should.

- Yeah, just about, you know.

- Yes, definitely.

Uh, I need to get these
to Dr. Andrews.

Chat in 10?
- Yeah.

I'll come find you
in 10 minutes.

- OK.
- 600 seconds.

[robotic voice]
Countdown initiate.

What am I saying?

So this will probably come as
a surprise to you guys, but...

I've actually had
a crush on Serena

ever since I started
working here.

And last Friday...

something happened with us.

It was great.

It was one of those
perfect moments.

But when it ended,
I kind of said

the first thing
that popped into my head.

All right, um...

I'll see you Monday.

[scoffs] So stupid.

I barely slept all weekend.

I mean, I waited two years
to kiss this girl,

and the most romantic thing
I could think of was,

"See you Monday."

That's what I'd say
to my garbage man.

And nothing against Chuck.

Super nice guy.

Always beeps the horn for me.

But I just don't see us
kissing.

- Matt and I made out.

And it was actually great.

Like, really great.

But then I didn't hear
from him all weekend,

which is not what I expected
from Matt.

I mean, I know his phone plan
still charges him $0.35 a text.

But I don't know.

- So we all chipped in

and bought this fancy
new driver for Ron.

And then I found this
golf bag on eBay.

So we've all been signing it
and writing, like,

heartfelt little messages
to let him know we care.

Guys, who wrote,
"Whack dem balls?"

- Ew, why are you knitting?

Is your husband at sea?

- It's a heart.

I'm making a head cover
for his driver.

Just wanted him
to have something

kind of special from me.

- When white women get spooked,

they often turn
to arts and crafts.

- Alex?

- Hm?

- I'm a Peeping Tom.

I peeped.

I walked in on a patient
when they were naked.

- So what? That happens,
like, all the time.

- Yeah, but this is
someone I know.

- Well, you're a doctor, Joyce.

I'm sure they're probably
over it.

- No, Ron is not gonna forget
something like this.

- Wait, Ron?

As in, like, Ron, Ron?
- Oh, my God.

I wrote a funny message
on his golf bag

about his balls,
and it's gonna be

totally misconstrued now.

- So Ron is getting
his surgery today?

- He's here?
- Yes.

Shh!

All right,
he swore me to secrecy.

So now I'm swearing you all
to secrecy.

Ron isn't here.

Huh? Huh?

OK?

- I mean, I guess.
- Great.

Can, uh, someone
take the bullet for me

about the "whack dem balls?"

[knocking]
- No.

Tell her I died, Chris.

Go out there
and tell her that--

- You said "come in," right?

- Uh, Brandon, what--
what are you--

- Joyce told us
you were up here.

- Of course she did.

- I know what
you're going through.

My uncle had a bypass surgery.

So I know how scary
and brutal it is.

He didn't make it.

But he was super old,

like 49.

- [inhales deeply]

Well, thank you, Brandon,

for those extremely
comforting words.

Now, if you don't mind--

- Ron!

I can't.

- You don't have to.

- I can't!

[sobbing]

- Um, I'm gonna film a TikTok

with you in the background.

Do you mind pretending
you're unconscious

for, like, 30 seconds?

[clears throat]

Divas, divas, wake up!

Diva alert.
We got a diva down, OK?

- [sobbing]

- Hey.

Uh, hey.

- Everything OK?

- Yeah.

No, I, um--I've been in my head

kind of pretty bad
since the other day.

- Oh?
- Yeah.

I just feel embarrassed
about it and--

- OK.

- Well, Linda's pregnant again.

- Oh.
- Wow. Um, that's--

- Congratulations.

- It's a surprise.

We had a few glasses of wine

watching the live-action
"Aladdin" and...

[clicks tongue]

We got reckless.

- Sure.

- Sampson just started
applying to colleges.

Now we're going
back in the weeds.

- Keith, could you give us
just, like, two minutes--

- And our rescue dog,
Kaiju, ooh,

he's gotten really territorial

ever since we gave him
the master bedroom.

- Well, it seems like you two
have a lot to talk about.

So I'll leave you to it.

- Oh, thanks, Serena.
- Um, sorry--

- I guess a little boy time
is in order.

- Uh, can we--can we talk
for two seconds?

- You know, on the plus side--
- Yeah.

- I am looking forward
to busting out

my old breastfeeding vest.

- Oh, cool.

- So, kind of thought we were
both excited about the kiss.

But I guess Matt's in his head.

So now I'm in my head.

Happy for Keith, though.

Or concerned.

I don't know.

I wasn't paying attention.

- I understand why
Ron didn't want people

to know he was here.

Most people's worst nightmare
is, like,

dying in a tsunami
or a plane crash.

But for Ron, it's being trapped
in an emotional conversation

with a minor acquaintance.

But, you know, it's me.

So I'm just gonna hop in there

and see him real quick
before he goes under.

Uh, are you guys
all here to see Ron?

- Of course.

It wouldn't be right
if I didn't see him

before the surgery.

- Right, yeah.

OK.

Sorry, I just didn't know
y'all were close, so.

- People like me, Alex.

I don't know why
that's so hard for you.

- No, I didn't--
I just meant--

- How are you guys holding up?

I heard about Dr. Leonard,
and I came as soon as I could.

- And--and you know him
from the gift shop?

- And the parking lot

and from holding the door
sometimes.

- [clears throat] Yeah.

Oh, man. [chuckles]

I was checking out
the highlights

of that Vegas trip on Insta.

- I thought I blocked you.

- I have my niece's login info.

But, yeah, it looked
like quite the rager.

Law-abiding did not seem
to be on the menu.

- We went to see
the Jabbawockeez.

- Uh-huh,
a little musical aperitif.

Main course being what?

A little E? A little K?

Big H?
- Sorry.

I'm just not used to you

asking me questions
about myself.

We only went on four dates,
so we never got to that.

- What? I asked you questions.

- Yeah, like whether your shirt
was too tight for your biceps.

- It's still a question.
- I gotta get to the PACU.

- Oh, think fast.

- Now, I know you didn't just
throw my M&M's.

- [clears throat] Um...

Did you see those
dulled reflexes on Emerson?

I mean, she barely
reacted at all.

And now there's candy
all over the floor.

What if that had been
Ron's aorta?

- "The woods are lovely,
dark and deep.

"But I have promises to keep

"and miles to go
before I sleep.

And miles to go
before I sleep."

- Keith, I've decided to die.

- No, no, no, no.
Keith, what are you doing here?

- Just giving him a little dose
of old Bobby Frost.

- OK, no, you got to get out.

Get out.

[sighs]
- You promised me privacy.

- Yeah, and they promised me
they wouldn't let you know

how I betrayed your promise.

So think about how I feel.

- In the last 30 minutes,
I've been hugged,

sung to, and prayed over.

- Well, there's no excuse
for that.

I'm so sorry.

- You promised me privacy.

Now you gotta keep your word
and get them out of here.

- They just care
about you, Ron.

- No, get them out,
or I'm rescheduling my surgery

and I'm gonna go over
to Portland General.

- All right, all right,
I'll get them out of here,

and I'll find you
a new place to hide, OK?

Oh, um, Jeannie
from the cafeteria is outside.

She's got a guitar with her.

Are you at all curious?

- No one. Go!

- OK.

Hey. No, no, no.

Ron does not want
any more visitors.

So please just go, OK?

Go back to work. Shoo.

I'm sorry, Jeannie.

- Sorry. Uh, Joyce?

I'm just gonna pop in there
real quick

and see him
before he goes back.

- Alex, honey, we all like
to believe we're special,

but he does not want to see
anybody else, OK?

In fact, he threatened
to go to Portland General

if anyone else goes in there.

So just forget it, OK?

- OK, I--

Well, I--I thought I had

a special relationship
with Ron.

But, um, maybe everybody
thinks that, so...

um, yeah, I don't know.

I just feel a little silly,
that's all.

- Here we go.

No one will bother you in here.

So you can just lay back
and tune everything out, OK?

- All right.
- All right.

See?

Big J is taking care of you
just like she promised.

- Well, all I wanted to do
was be left alone.

- And you are alone,
except for Big J.

But I'm gonna go over here
and shh, you know.

[pounding on door]

Whoa, nope, nope!

Don't come in!

I'm saying that as a woman.

- It's about Ron.

- He's not here.

- OK, good.

He shouldn't hear this.

I don't trust Dr. Emerson
to perform his bypass.

- What?

- She spent all weekend
in Vegas.

And, yes, Las Vegas.
I asked.

- OK, hold on, hold on.

- What if she screws up
the aortic incision

and he bleeds out?
- Right.

Well, why don't we go talk
about this on the roof?

'Cause it's so pretty outside.
- OK.

What if they save his body
but his brain dies?

Well, now his orifices
are at the mercy

of some sicko patient tech.

- OK, so this is,
um, roof talk.

Let's go there now.

- Ron will have more hands
inside of him than the Muppets.

- OK, false alarm.

That was just Bruce
being Bruce.

Um, Ron?

Uh...

- Well, I tried to do things
the right way.

I questioned Emerson directly.

I went up the chain of command.

I threw candy at her.

Well, now, I got to take
matters into my own hands,

as have so many heroes
from history.

A hair sample will show
everything in Emerson's system.

Now, don't ask me how I got it.

But let's just say that
I have friends

who are always down
to do Old Brucie a favor.

- Hey. Sorry about that.

Keith was trying
to sell me his RV.

Guy's having a tough day.
- Yeah.

So you were saying
you messed up

and were embarrassed
all weekend.

- Yes. Or wait, no. What?

I, um...
- [loud grunting]

- Um, OK, you know when
something's, like, really good,

but then you say something
that messes it up?

- [loud groaning]

- You OK, sir?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Just passing a stone.

- Keep going.
- OK.

I just--
- [groaning] Help!

- I should really go
check on him.

- Yeah, no, for sure.
I--just--just really quick.

I--I want to make--

- [loud groaning]
- I should--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Totally.
- Yeah.

Can you--yeah.

- Feel better, sir.

- [straining]

- So for Ron's meal train,

I'm making Green Goddess
Vegan Tempeh,

assuming I can find
fair-trade tamari by Friday.

- OK, I don't think Ron will--

You know what? Go for it.
What do I know?

- Hey, Alex.

Oh, what a great day.

Everything's going
according to plan.

[chuckling]

I'm lying.

Ron's surgery is in 30 minutes,
and he's missing.

- What do you mean,
he's missing?

- I'm unable to locate him.

You know, the traditional
definition of missing.

- You lost a man about
to have a triple bypass?

- I had to get rid of Bruce.

He kept talking
about Ron dying.

And by the time I got back,
he was gone.

- Yeah, he's probably
freaked out.

- Well, it wasn't
all about dying.

Some of it was about
him becoming a vegetable

and his body being messed with
by the staff.

- Oh, OK.
Well, that's all right, then.

Jesus, Joyce!

- Well, that's why I took
Bruce up to the roof.

We're saying the same thing.

- Huh, so weird.

The lab just emailed me
my full drug panel results.

- Huh.

That is so weird.

Jeez, what did it say?

All negs? Nothing pos?

- So you don't know
anything about this?

- No, I don't. I'm sorry.

- See, that's funny,
'cause it says,

"Ordered by
Dr. Bruce Schweitz."

- Well, you just
tricked me there.

So I think that makes us even.

- All right. I am so over this.

Are you seriously
questioning my integrity?

- Look, I had to make sure
that, you know,

you were on top
of your game today.

Vegas, the Jabbawockeez...

- I would never compromise
a patient's safety.

- I know, I know.
- How could you even say--

- I can't lose Ron, OK?

I--I mean, I like the guy.

We're close.

And I've lost people
close to me,

and it sucks.

And I don't want
to go through that again.

So I'm sorry,
but I had to check.

- [inhales deeply, sighs]

- I knew it.

I mean, I checked
the vending machines first

and the second floor
vending machines.

But if you weren't there,
I--I knew it.

- I'm just taking
a moment to myself.

- Right. Totally get it.

Um, well, they'll be
ready for you soon,

um, but you can just
hang out here until then.

- Hey, hold on a sec.

- Yeah.

- Can you wait with me
until they're ready?

- Um, sure, yeah.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

[clears throat]

Just so you know,
if you had told me

that you were having surgery

and said you wanted
to be left alone,

I would have respected that.

I think I would have.

80%.

- Well, do me a favor.

When it's done,
can you call Michael and Keisha

and tell them that
I had bypass surgery today

and it went fine?

- What?

Ron, did you not tell
your kids about this?

- Alex,

I didn't tell my family

I was having
bypass surgery today

because I didn't want to worry
the people in my family.

- Oh.

Well, that's a really
stupid plan, Ron.

- Sorry.

- Give me a shot of Papaverine,
above the subclavial.

[machine beeping]

- So this sucks.

- Ugh, the waiting
is the hardest part.

It's like that song

about the waiting being
the hardest part.

What is the name of that song?

- "Mambo Number Five."

- Right.

- [sighs] God [bleep]!

What a waste. [huffs]

These masks are way too tight.

The, uh, surgery's going great.

- What the hell, Bruce?
You scared the crap out of us.

- Not me.
- Please.

Emerson is kicking ass
and taking names in there.

Wow, the woman knows her way
around a Glauber clamp.

[chuckles] Nimble fingers.

Smooth, creamy skin.

Mm.

Uh, so Ron, huh?

- Yeah.

- It's so weird.

Usually when things are tense,

what calms me down is like,
oh, Ron's here.

But now I feel like
I need a Ron for Ron.

- Yeah, he is very grounding.

- He sure was.

Sorry, is.

Either way.

- Nothing's gonna happen
to him, Val.

Right?
- Of course not.

He'll be fine.

- I have to say, all of us
sitting around here,

you know, being there for Ron
in his hour of need...

he would hate it.

[laughter]

- To be fair,
he hates a lot of things.

Sweden.
- Oh, my God.

[laughter]
- He's never been there.

He doesn't know any Swedes.

Hates Sweden.

- He's been really vocal
about that

the last couple months.
- Yeah.

- That's because IKEA wouldn't
let him return an ottoman.

He said it was "symptomatic
of a larger political failing."

[laughter]
- You know, Ron is not

as negative
as he wants us to believe.

When I first started
working here,

he was the fun one--

the one who would organize
happy hours

or take you out
if you had a rough day,

make you feel special.

- No, come on. Ronny?

- Actually,
when I started here,

Ron took me out
for burgers and shakes.

Told me not to tell anyone.

Didn't want to get a reputation
for being generous.

But that was really nice.

- Huh.
He did that with me, too.

- Oh, my God, same.

- Yeah, we didn't do that.

- What a man.

What a good man.

- Probably too many
burgers and shakes, though,

heart-wise.
- Absolutely.

- Yeah, I'm seeing a pattern.

- Definitely.

- OK, let's remove
that Bulldog,

get some blood flowing
in the IMA graft.

- Hey, how you holding up?

- Um, I don't know.

Tense.
- Yeah.

Um, look,
I know it's odd timing,

but I'm sorry if I've,
like, made anything weird.

- I mean,
it didn't start weird,

until you didn't text me
all weekend.

And now you're all cagey
and embarrassed about the kiss.

- No. No, no, no, no.

I--I'm embarrassed
because I said,

"All right, see you Monday."

- Oh.

Yeah, that was weird.
- Yeah.

I don't know
where that came from.

Actually, I do.

You make me nervous.

The way I feel towards you
makes me really nervous.

But to be perfectly clear,

I really liked kissing you,

and I'd really like
to do it again.

I mean, not here, but--

- Shut up, you weirdo.

- Oh. Look at that.

Go, Matty.

- [bleep] finally.

- Hey, guys.

Ron did great.
He's in recovery.

You can check on him in a bit.

- [sighs]

Thank God. [crying]

- Oh, Val.
- Val.

- You're OK.
- Yeah.

- Thank you, Brooke.
- Thank you, Brooke.

- A lot of times,
I get caught up

in thinking of this hospital
as a business.

For the past year,
I've been obsessed

with trying to expand,
to grow, to succeed.

But we are more than that.

[soft music]

You know what we do here,

what we really do here,

is we give people time.

Time with their loved ones.

Time to connect, to laugh,

to tell each other
how they really feel

before it's too late.

- All right, see you Tuesday.

[both laughing]

- And I need to remember
the real value of this place.

At St. Denis, we--we make time.

♪ ♪

And that is an amazing slogan.

[laughs]

It just came out of me.

I'm writing that down.

I just wrote
a friggin' billboard.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

- Bruce.

- [groaning]

- Hey, Ron. How you feeling?

- Everything went perfect.

You just take it easy, pal.

- Where's my--

where's my Joyce?

- Hmm.

- Joyce.

- Well, that's interesting.
- Yeah.

[bell clangs]