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Dr. Larsen was in a car accident.

She has no recollection of the last eight years.

You almost got Jake and TJ killed

because of the things you didn't remember.

Your muscle was badly torn up by the bullet.

You're lucky we could save your leg.

If the board knew what you just did...

You put our accreditation at risk.

Take your paternity leave now.

When you look at him, all you see is the man

who you think let your son die.

You have no choice, you have to leave him.

Would you maybe consider

being Chief of Internal Medicine

at the best hospital in Minneapolis?

So where ya headed?

Pardon?

I saw you put in the international terminal. You flying somewhere fun?

- Mexico City. - Oh, nice.

- Business or pleasure? - Bit of both.

- I'm a chef. - Oh.

- No better food scene. - Ain't that the truth.

Good dancing, too.

My wife and I went there for our 30th.

You imagine me in a salsa lesson?

Yeah, me neither.

But happy wife is a happy life. -

And you get enough tequila in me,

suddenly I'm Fred Astaire. Ha!

I have a recommendation for ya.

You... you okay?

- I'm fine, just drive. Please. - You sure you're okay?

I think I need a hospital.

- Anything? - Nothing new.

So all you've got is cake, wine, and flowers.

And Scotch.

Which Joan must have been drinking.

I remembered her at the dinner.

She was telling me to leave Michael.

And why am I hearing about this now?

I'm sorry. It should have been the first thing I said

when I got here this morning,

but I know how you used to feel about her.

And I wanted to see if the TMS would shake something loose,

give me some context.

The context is, she preferred the version of you

that didn't have a life beyond medicine.

So... I told you about this back then.

Nope. But I know how she thinks.

You really don't trust her, do you?

Never did. Never will.

But I know she's done some good things for you.

She championed me.

I never thought you needed that.

Right.

Same time tomorrow?

Depends. Still no side effects?

Little headache. Nothing worrisome.

I had some memories.

Maybe I can remember me and us.

I know I can't ask you to wait.

Are you meditating or short-circuiting?

Nah, I just... I didn't get much sleep last night.

Well, buck up, soldier. First day of basic training.

Yeah.

Let me get this straight.

You've had four days to run blood work

and nothing to show for it?

Who are you, Elizabeth Holmes?

Wha...

Yesterday would be better, but, sure, end of day.

Everything okay?

Oh, I just like to bust a few balls the first day,

let people know where they stand.

Okay, well, don't let me skip the line.

That's not why you're here.

I need a favor.

With Dr. Coleman out a few more weeks,

we could use a new intern.

You're gonna interview them and select the best candidate.

Wait, so you're giving me hiring privileges?

Dr. Larsen and Dr. Miller

didn't let their Chief Resident make decisions?

Uh, no, no.

Not if they could help it.

Well, I believe in empowering people.

They all qualify. Figure out which one has a soul.

Hi!

- Dr. Heller. - Dr. Larsen.

So that's going well, huh?

You knew about us?

Oh, you told me last year.

Oh!

Per the HR briefing I received yesterday,

it started up again post-accident?

It did. We're in a holding pattern now.

Well, the sequel is never as good.

And how is it with the TMS treatments?

Any more memories?

Just a few. Nothing really of substance.

Ah.

Well, keep me posted on that.

So what do you think?

The decor is a work in progress,

but it beats mosquito nets in Kenya.

Yeah, I see you added some not-so-local flavor.

- I know. - Well, um, don't get too comfortable,

because that's my seat you're keeping warm.

I'm relieved the accident didn't curb your ambition.

Can you tell me how long this is gonna take?

I'm supposed to be on a plane.

Oh, well, uh...

your tests and labs indicate drug-induced hepatitis,

which is why you were vomiting blood.

We'll treat you with steroids,

but I'm gonna I need to see your ALT and ASTs come down

before I can discharge you.

Okay, so, like, a few hours?

Could be.

First of all, I want to figure out what medication caused this.

So, you are taking Cladribine, Baclofen, and Interferon Beta for your MS?

I don't take those anymore. Too many side effects.

I prefer to manage my day-to-day symptoms with traditional remedies.

Like ginkgo for fatigue.

Kava for anxiety.

Some goldenseal and tryptophan.

Yeah, low-dose herbals usually don't cause this.

Are you sure there isn't something else that you've been taking?

Okay.

So, I've been getting

experimental stem cell injections in Mexico.

Ah, I think you buried the lede.

I know, it's just...

that can't be what's causing this.

I've been on the protocol for six months.

I've never thrown up blood.

Well, sometimes the reaction time can lag.

- No! Okay? - It takes--

These injections aren't hurting me, they've saved my life.

Dr. Walker? Can you consult on a patient with MS?

Apparently, she found a drug trial in Mexico

through an ad on social media.

Mm. Let me see her scans.

This medical tourism thing is--

Evolved quite a bit in the eight years you don't remember.

You weren't a fan.

Yeah, it's everywhere.

I mean, I can't scroll my feed without seeing a discount code for IVF in the Czech Republic.

Or a plane full of men with Turkish hair transplants.

My sister-in-law got her mommy makeover in Sao Paulo.

Boob job, lipo, and tummy tuck for four Gs.

What? That sounds too good to be true.

Yeah, double-D's for four Gs? I'm texting my ex.

- Oh, Peter, you're a pig! - What?

Okay. I know I should be skeptical,

but her scans look great, right?

Plaques are regressing,

and there's much less active disease than a year ago.

I mean, you're telling me that this is putting her MS into long-term remission.

Looks that way.

Going home today, right?

PT says you're hitting all your milestones.

Yeah, maybe they'll let me graduate to the ten-pound weights.

Well, not with that attitude.

Sorry, it's just when Dr. Agassi said it'd be a long recovery,

I don't think I realized just how slow it would feel.

No. I don't need help!

I need this hunk of garbage to do its freaking job!

See? This guy gets it.

Well, his name is Kevin Cross.

He lost his leg in Afghanistan 12 years ago.

Maybe you should talk to him.

Why, 'cause we're both part of the sad soldiers' club?

Well, I hate to break it to you,

but you got shot in a hospital.

Far as I can tell, you're just a sad doctor.

Look, I can't even help myself right now.

How am I supposed to help that guy?

We're treating her hepatitis,

but her ALTs and ASTs are still sky high.

I'm trying to figure out what drug caused this.

What can you tell me about the treatment you're doing in Mexico?

They're mesenchymal stem cells.

But we administer intrathecally,

so systemic absorption is unlikely.

What about pretreatment meds?

A statin, amoxicillin-clavulanate, ibuprofen.

All standard doses.

Unless they weren't.

She's taking several supplements,

which could disrupt her ability to metabolize the drugs.

Well, there's our problem. When do you think she can fly?

I'd say end of the week.

That's not gonna work.

Claire's due for an injection today.

If she doesn't receive it in 24 hours,

I have to discontinue her from the study.

But if she doesn't get this treatment,

her disease will come roaring back.

The trial adheres to strict protocols.

If I violate that, I lose my funding.

I'm sorry. I wish I could make an exception,

but my hands are tied.

Okay.

Dr. Wilson. Been a while.

Wow, looks like an open casting call out there.

Yeah. Um, well, I gotta admit,

I was surprised to see you here.

If memory serves, last time we spoke,

you said you were too triggered to work here.

Oh, well, um...

For what it's worth, I don't think it was the environment I found challenging,

so much as the, uh, leadership.

But this new chief has a great reputation,

and an impressive list of publications, too.

Glad you approve.

No, I... it's just...

I don't think anyone would dispute that Dr. Larsen could be difficult.

Well, due to her injuries,

she's back to being an intern again,

so that means you would be rounding with her as a colleague.

Do you think that'd be a problem for you?

Dr. Larsen, an intern again?

Have you ever heard of the term "schadenfreude," Dr. Wilson?

Because I'm not really sure that's a look we want here.

But it was good to see you again,

and I'll be sure to send Dr. Larsen your regards.

Hey, everything okay?

Hi. Why are we whispering?

I don't want to wake my new boss.

Oh, my gosh, you're on paternity leave already.

Yeah, I, uh, I was gonna wait a few weeks

but then decided to just strike while the iron was hot.

Well, I'm sorry to bother you.

It's okay. Don't be. What's going on?

I need a chartered med flight to Mexico City.

And I thought diapers were expensive.

What did Joan say?

Oh, um... I haven't asked her yet.

I figured with something this big, I should go right to the top.

Joan holds the purse strings now. Let me patch her in.

Yeah. Of course.

Michael.

Oh, okay.

Okay, we're all on.

Will you be paying with cash or card for this med flight?

I get that this is an aggressive ask,

but the patient is a 37-year-old female

with relapsing remitting MS and this is--

You wanna send Claire Pinto on a four-hour flight with active hepatitis?

We've fixed her diathesis issues,

and she is a participant in an experimental stem cell therapy and--

You want to fly her to Mexico for experimental treatments?

I get that it's unusual,

but this doctor is the real deal. Trained at Hopkins.

Awarded an R01 from the NIH, but moved his trials to Mexico.

You're talking about Rodriguez?

Oh, you know him?

Oh, brilliant mind.

Unconventional in the best ways,

but his treatments flaunt the FDA

and would put the whole hospital at risk.

- After the UNOS run-in-- - She's right.

And if anything goes wrong in-flight, we're liable.

But these treatments are literally saving her.

It's a hard no.

I suggest you find a trial this side of the border.

Look, uh, I gotta go.

I'm sorry it's not what you wanted to hear, but you have your decision.

Okay.

I've been on the job three hours,

and you're already going over my head?

Old habits die hard, I guess.

Look, I'm sure you feel like you have a lot to prove,

so you wanna go the extra mile for your patients.

But people get sick,

and we can't always offer them the moon.

Show Miss Pinto how to make peace with her disease

and with the limits of modern medicine.

Sometimes that's all we can do.

She's your biggest fan.

Yeah, I'm still here.

He is my Chief Resident.

I can't just make a move no matter how I feel about him.

Hey, you making a run for it?

Just headed back to my room after PT.

Alone? Here, let me help you.

I got it, Julie. But thanks.

- Can I help you? - TJ Coleman.

75th Ranger Regiment. I hear you served too.

Is this the part where we do the secret handshake?

No, brother, I just came in here just to--

Oh, oh. You saw my meltdown in PT,

and you thought I needed a pep talk.

You call it a meltdown, I just call it a Tuesday.

Well, it sounds like you've been here a while.

I work here. I mean, when I don't look like this, I'm a doctor.

What happened to your leg?

A guy came into the hospital with a gun.

I tried to disarm him and...

- Why is that funny? - Ranger. Doctor. Action figure.

And you've been in that chair for what, a week?

So you thought you'd wheel your bored ass down here

and find someone to fix to take the edge off?

- I didn't mean to offend. - No, no, no, no.

You just got a hero complex

and you figured you'd work it out on me.

That's not what I was trying to do-- - You wanna help me?

Track down Dr. Brandt, okay?

I've been waiting here for three hours for a routine check-up.

Actually, you know, better yet, you tell him

the prosthetic that he said would change my life

has been nothing but trouble since the day I got it.

It shouldn't be that way--

"With the right equipment, people will barely notice." That's what he said.

Turns out, it's the only thing people notice!

I can't even get groceries without someone thanking me...

for my service.

How long has it looked like that?

Man, you can't take a hint, can you?

You know what, if you're not gonna leave, then I will.

No, no, no! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Hey! I need a hand in here!

What the hell are you doing?

This man has an AV fistula that should've been dealt with long ago.

I need hydrogel dressing, gauze, and an elastic bandage.

Don't worry, brother. We're gonna get you some real help, okay?

This isn't happening.

Just get me whatever you need me to sign,

but I'm leaving and getting on that plane.

The last time you went to the airport, you threw up blood.

If that happens when you're up in the air,

there'll be no way to stop the bleeding.

Well, that's a chance I'll take.

I understand that you think that this treatment is your only shot,

but Dr. Walker has found two new possible therapies.

They've received FDA approval for trials as early as next year.

And in the meantime, I... I... what?

I just go back to the way things were?

A year ago I couldn't feed myself, much less anyone else!

I lost my restaurant, my livelihood--

I'm sorry, Claire, but you're in no condition to leave this hospital.

And if you refuse to stay put,

I have no choice than to place you on a 72-hour psychiatric hold.

- Can she do that? - Uh, she can and she will.

Well, so much for my body, my choice, right?

You know, if I had terminal cancer,

the FDA would approve an experimental treatment in a heartbeat.

But because I have a degenerative disease that won't kill me tomorrow,

I'm not allowed to fight for the life that I want!

No one is saying you can't fight for it. These other trials--

I don't want another trial!

I want the one that's working now!

We're trying to mitigate your risk!

No. No, what you're doing is paternalistic. And wrong.

And I think that you both know that.

Just go, please.

Get out.

The heart has Beta-1 receptors.

The lungs have Beta-2.

So a cardio-selective approach lets us treat the heart

without compromising pulmonary function.

Ah, Dr. Coleman.

I was looking for you earlier.

I hear you have been busy catching Ortho's mistakes.

I like the hustle. Thank you.

- I do what I can. - And how's the recovery?

Going home today, actually.

Just making sure they're holding down the fort up here.

Well, I assure you, the department's in good hands.

In fact, I'm bringing on a new intern

to lighten the load while you're recovering.

So, take all the time you need.

We want you at full strength.

Hey, so, what do we think of her?

Huh. Too early to tell.

You got time for a consult?

Hi, Kevin, I'm Dr. Maitra.

It's a pleasure to meet you. And thank you for your service.

Mind if I take a look at that leg?

Yeah. Your call.

The last guy who tried got covered in blood.

Does that hurt?

No, nothing compared to my prosthesis.

That thing rubs like hell.

Increased echogenicity in the lateral quadrant

and loss of normal architecture.

Uh, thickening medially as well.

Is that as bad as it sounds?

You ruptured an abnormal blood vessel,

which is unfortunately a complication from an infection.

So I need more antibiotics.

Unfortunately, it's too advanced for that.

Most likely, you'll need a stump revision.

You mean... you're gonna take more of my leg.

Above the knee?

I'm sorry, man.

I mean, honestly, you know, after winning the Weiss award,

I'm currently fielding multiple offers.

Like Yale. Hopkins.

So maybe you could tell me what you think Westside has to offer me?

You know what? We're actually running short on time.

Sorry about that, but why don't we do this?

How about if you have any questions about the program,

you just shoot me an email.

Uh...

I'm just gonna need a minute.

Naproxen? You feeling okay?

Oh, I'm fine. Just a tough day.

- What was that look for? - Nothing.

Okay, come on. You clearly want me to ask.

She told me that I don't belong here.

That this whole thing I'm doing is misguided and narcissistic.

What? Sonya? Why would she say that?

You know she's never liked me.

And, apparently, she has a thing for you.

Okay, you might wanna just go easy on the medication.

I had another memory where I heard her talking about it.

I guess I never told you?

Uh, no, no, and I kinda wish you didn't tell me now.

You're my Chief Resident, right?

Don't you want to know if one of your third years is trying to undermine--

You know I love you, right?

Hey, what, what, what is it? What's wrong?

I just...

remembered you telling me you loved me...

in... in the parking garage?

Yeah, yeah, that... that was the day of your accident.

So, you're... you're really starting to have a lot of memories.

This is a pleasant surprise.

I figured you and Nora could use a home-cooked meal,

judging by all the DoorDash you've ordered this last week.

Hey, if you're gonna judge, you can get your own account.

And pay for food myself?

Pretty sure that's child abuse.

Is that who I think it is?

Hey, how're you feeling?

Oh, I couldn't tell you. I'm too tired.

Is someone cooking?

You try looking a little less surprised and I'll throw dessert in, too.

Plus, I was hoping if I fed you,

maybe we could talk about my senior project proposal?

Oh, my God. I forgot to read it.

Oh, that's my fault, sweetheart.

I had him pull a double shift last night.

Lucky for Dad, Bolognese takes time.

And I brought a hard copy.

I'm on it.

What did Mom think?

Um, she hasn't read it either.

She's been kinda busy with her TMS.

She's back to that?

What's TMS?

She didn't tell you? She got a few memories back.

Uh... no. She didn't mention it.

Of what?

I guess she got some at the hospital with that cop,

and then some more a few days ago.

Something about a restaurant.

Hmm.

Uh, this round's on me.

Claire, I know you asked for privacy,

but it's time to do your labs.

What the hell is going on?

I just wanted to help.

You had your injection couriered from Mexico?

And who is this?

A friend. And a nurse practitioner.

Have you ever performed a lumbar puncture?

I've assisted on several.

Okay, put the needle down.

Step away from my patient before I call security.

No. No, wait! Just close the curtain and give us ten minutes.

You don't want to help me? Fine.

But do not get in the way of the only hope I have to hold my life together.

Claire, an improperly administered injection could leave you paralyzed.

- It could kill you! - I don't care!

You stop this, I'll try something else.

But I am not going back to the way things were.

Do you understand me?

Give me the spinal needle.

So, before your clinical rotation started,

you spent your summers doing internships at NIH and Mayo?

Bit of an overachiever, huh?

I just did what I had to do.

I mean, I worked my ass off

for that med school scholarship,

but most of the people I'm up against

went to Harvard and Yale, right?

Yeah, yeah. That why you got here today five hours early?

Too eager?

No, no, never.

Um, and it looks like you made the most of Case Western.

Summa Cum Laude, Alpha Omega Alpha,

and a publication in CirculationJournal?

Yeah, that's why I stayed on a few extra months.

I was doing research on aortic valve stenosis, wanted to see it through.

Then when this position opened up off cycle,

- it felt like kismet. - Why is that?

Oh, well, my father used to work here.

He was an attending in this department, actually.

I'm kind of following in his footsteps.

- Clark, as in Brian Clark? - That's him, yeah.

Wow, okay, yeah. I only met him a few times,

but he always seemed like a great guy.

I was very sorry to hear that he passed.

Yeah, way too young.

Look, I know you've been here since, like, 9:00 am,

but if you can stay a little longer,

I'd love for you to meet Dr. Ridley.

- Wait, are you serious? - Yeah.

Oh, my God, thank you!

Well, don't thank me quite yet.

I'm just the good cop.

- Have they started? - No. No. Why?

- What's going on? - Secondary labs came back.

His prothrombin time is through the roof.

You operate now, he'll bleed out.

Why isn't his liver functioning?

This can't all be from the infection.

No, we must be missing something.

Can you track down the records from his original amputation?

The name's Kevin Cross.

No, I heard you the first time. I'm just not seeing it.

I don't think we ever treated him.

That can't be right.

Anyone injured in Afghanistan would've went to Ramstein.

It would've been March 2013. A BKA.

I don't know what to tell you, man.

According to my records, Kevin Cross was never here.

Sorry, I gotta go now.

120 over 81.

That's good, right?

No headache? Vision changes?

Any numbness, tingling anywhere?

I'm fine, really.

Well, the good news is, your transaminases are leveling off.

I added a fresh frozen plasma to help your clotting.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

I know that I put you in a bad position.

You did.

But I know what it's like to have the life you want taken away from you.

Thanks, Elias. Hey.

How'd it go in there?

How did she take the news?

Oh, yeah. As well as can be expected.

But Dr. Walker has found a group at NYU

launching an autologous stem cell trial for MS patients.

- You're... bleeding. - Oh.

Oh, God.

Uh, excuse me.

- Amy? You okay? - Uh--

Found what we're looking for.

Turns out, Kevin wasn't in Afghanistan at the time of the accident.

What?

Why would he lie about that?

Any number of reasons why a soldier might not come clean

about where he was stationed.

Point is, his operation wasn't in Germany. It was in Georgia.

And that matters because...

They also replaced his hip.

Now, the hip's asymptomatic,

but arthroplasties can degenerate into metal on metal.

And 12 years ago, in Georgia,

they would've used a cobalt alloy, not titanium.

Cobalt toxicity would explain the fistula, infection, high PT.

- He has metallosis. - Good catch, TJ.

I just hope we're not too late to fix it.

Got a minute?

What can I do for you, Joan?

I wanted to talk to you about Amy

and the treatment protocol you have her on.

I don't discuss my patients or their treatment protocols.

Are you aware she's having nose bleeds?

And her ID badge scanned the PYXIS for multiple doses of naproxen today.

You're surveilling her PYXIS access?

It's my job to know what's happening with my staff.

Not just be her friend.

Headaches and nosebleeds aren't uncommon for TMS patients.

Well, they're not particularly desirable in doctors.

She's doing what she needs to do.

Come on, let's get real.

I think we both know that memory recovery is a pipe dream at best.

But at worst, it'll make her emotional, irrational, distracted.

So, if she's really trying to get back to where she was,

you're not doing her any favors.

There you go again, acting like you know what's best for her.

Well, guess what? It's not up to you, and it never was.

You're the only one who doesn't seem to get that.

Welcome back.

Dr. Brandt said the surgery went well.

Turns out your hip replacement was the culprit,

but he fixed you up,

and the necrosis in the stump

wasn't as widespread as we feared.

Which means the revision was minimal.

Your knee's still intact.

Wait, really?

With physical therapy and a new prosthetic, you'll be good as new.

Let me change that for you.

You really think this one'll be different?

Hate to be one of those annoying doctors with their promises,

but yeah, I do.

Then I guess I owe you an apology.

No, man.

I think maybe you were right about me.

My whole life, I've been a man with a mission.

Son of cops.

Military. Med school.

Until last week.

You took a bullet on the job.

And became just another thing my friends had to worry about.

Now I'm out of commission for God knows how long.

And I keep replaying it in my mind.

Asking myself why I jumped that guy.

What is it I'm so desperate to prove.

I don't know.

Maybe I do have a hero complex.

I was just being bitter.

And I am the last person who should make you doubt yourself.

My whole life I've been a waste of space.

Pissed away my 20s.

Joined the military at 31, hoping to find some purpose.

Never even made it out of Basic.

I mishandled a grenade, blew my own leg off.

I wore the uniform for six weeks.

And what do I have to show for it?

It doesn't matter how long you wore the uniform.

Most people are never brave enough to put it on.

You remember that, next time you feel anything other than proud.

I can try.

Hey.

You know what? Let me do this. It's my turn, anyway.

Won't argue with that.

I'm sorry I haven't been much help today.

- I wasn't expecting Katie-- - I love having her here.

It's Amy being here I could do without.

Oh, come on. I think that's unfair.

So that phone call you had earlier today had nothing to do with her?

This should be our time, Michael.

I know. And it is.

I think we can both agree her memories coming back must be destabilizing.

For her or for you?

You should've seen the look on your face when Katie told us.

What, I'm not allowed to have complicated feelings

about my ex-wife remembering the worst years of our lives?

Wow. So, now our marriage is part of the "worst years" of your life.

You know that's not what I meant--

Just tell me this: what exactly are you afraid of?

'Cause I think that you're scared that she'll remember why she left you

and then she won't be pining after you anymore.

No, that's just not--

And that scares the hell out of me.

Nora.

Honey, come here.

Hey.

I love you,

and I meant what I said at the hospital.

I'm in this.

I know. I... Sorry.

I'm just... I'm so tired.

Claire, have you been up and about?

Dr. Larsen. Uh, I haven't... I haven't left bed. Why?

- Are you having chest pain? - Mm-mm.

How about palpitations, nausea?

No, I'm just a little dizzy, I guess.

Is something wrong?

Your heart's acting up a bit.

I'm gonna settle it down.

Crash cart? What's going on?

I could use your help in here.

Claire, this is Dr. Heller.

He's going to help stabilize your rhythm and fix that dizziness, okay?

Hey, Claire. How long have you been feeling this way?

Just a few minutes.

I'm going to start propranolol.

Do you have any history of heart problems?

No, none.

Odd complication from hepatitis.

It's not from her hepatitis.

I injected her with intrathecal stem cells about an hour ago.

It's probably from a fluid bolus in prep.

You gave her a non-FDA drug treatment sent from Mexico?

Claire! She's V-tach.

Charging to 200!

Clear.

- Wait. I can... I can explain-- - Stay with your patient.

Get a beta block drip going and a full-loading dose of amiodarone on board,

and then you monitor her blood pressure.

She's not out of the woods yet. Neither are you.

Dad, you okay in here?

Whatcha looking at?

Well, I was trying to find that old mobile

we hung over the crib with you and Danny.

Then I found this.

Simon looks like him, doesn't he?

You know, he does, a little.

- Except-- - The eyes.

Those are all Nora.

Between you and me, I think he's got Nora's lungs, too.

I know how happy you are,

but I'm sure it's also really hard.

For you, too, right?

I guess Nora's kinda living in a pretty big shadow.

I might've heard you arguing.

We're just running on empty. That's all.

Part of you still loves Mom though, don't you?

Part of me always will.

Guess I gave you quite the scare.

I'll say.

Your heart looks good now, though.

Is this gonna disqualify me from the trial?

I spoke to Dr. Rodriguez,

and he's agreed to keep you in despite your latest setback.

Wow.

That is twice that you saved my life.

I don't really know how to thank you.

She's hemodynamically stable and normal sinus rhythm.

Good.

If you're all set here, I'd like a word?

Just make the most of it, yeah?

So that's it? All's well that ends well?

You don't understand. Those treatments were saving her life.

You were lecturing me earlier about how I'm Chief Resident.

Tell me, how do you expect someone in that position to keep quiet about this?

- Then go report me to Joan! - I'm not gonna do that.

And you know that, which is part of the problem.

Because you still love me.

I will never do that to you again.

I asked you to stop this.

I do remember that.

Sorry.

Okay, you don't look sorry.

No?

How do I look?

- You outta here? - And not a second too soon.

Before you fly the coop,

Joan wants to see the whole department.

She's calling an all-hands at 7:00 pm?

- Mm-hmm. - Damn, this woman is no joke.

I'll help you with your stuff.

You knew, didn't you?

About Kevin?

So when I asked you why somebody would lie about their injury...

Wasn't my story to tell.

Well, for what it's worth,

I don't think you have a hero complex.

I think maybe you're just a hero.

I'll be damned.

Sonya Maitra has a soft side.

Mm-hmm.

Don't tell me you're sneaking outta here without saying goodbye.

Nah, the new chief wouldn't allow that.

But hey, thanks for the nudge today.

I'm glad I talked to Kevin.

Yeah, well. I find, in my experience,

the best way to get out of a funk

is to be of service to someone else.

I don't know if I'd call it a "funk."

- Um... What? - Please.

What matters is, Kevin's gonna be okay.

And I will, too.

Happy to hear.

Do you need a ride home tonight after the meeting?

Headed that way.

Thanks, but my parents are coming to get me.

Appreciate it though.

Yeah, anytime.

Florence Nightingale never offered me a ride home.

Whatever it is, you're strong enough to fight it,

and I'm here.

It's, um, it's... it's MDS,

so there's a good chance it'll turn into leukemia.

Then we'll cross that bridge, okay?

I'm sorry.

I know it's not what you want to hear right now,

but if it gets bad and you start to experience deficits,

you can't perform surgery anymore.

That's a hell of a bedside manner you've got there.

Look, I'm just saying

that you can't operate if your hand's shaking.

I would never do anything to jeopardize a patient,

and I don't need you to tell me that.

You wanted to see us?

Yes, uh...

I wanted to talk about Claire Pinto's

"spontaneous" ventricular tachycardia earlier today.

She didn't tell you that either?

Well, it's a rare complication of hepatitis.

Very rare.

More likely, it's an adverse reaction to an intrathecal shot,

which happened to occur just hours after a courier

signed in a package from Mexico to Claire.

I think we all need to stop assuming the worst.

Do you deny giving that woman the shot?

Let me put this plainly.

Your ex-husband is the CMO,

your boyfriend was your Chief Resident,

and your best friend is your neurologist.

Which means you've been given too wide a berth.

What you've accomplished since your accident is remarkable.

But I've been reviewing your cases,

and your behavior is concerning.

You're reviewing my cases?

Yes, of course.

You know I have always taken pride in your success.

But you took advantage of our friendship today.

And let's be clear, kiddo.

You're still auditioning.

Now, if you'll join me in the IMO,

I have a few announcements to make.

Nosebleeds? Naproxen?

An IT injection from Mexico?

Why am I hearing about that from Joan?

It was a pretty busy day with patients.

I was gonna tell you.

We need to slow down your treatments.

No, Gina, no. It's working!

I had two new memories today.

I'm not saying we stop.

But if we continue the TMS, we do it my way!

Slow. Steady. No secrets. We clear?

Yeah.

You ready to go down to dinner?

I don't wanna jinx it, but Simon says it looks pretty good.

I'll be right there.

Hey. I'm about to make your day.

My dad's plans fell through tonight,

so he can't use his floorside tickets to the Timberwolves game.

Uh, that sounds great, but I've got... I've got Mia.

Oh, I thought it was Rachel's, uh, turn.

- Never mind. Some other time. - Yeah.

Okay! I think we have a quorum.

Let's get started.

First, I want to thank you all for a great first day.

From what I've seen so far, I can work with this.

We have a talented group,

and I'm excited to captain the ship.

I know that there has been some disarray in this department,

and some issues with leadership,

but make no mistake,

I am here to make this the best hospital in the country.

And that starts with making each of you better.

With every patient every day, we will be smarter,

more efficient, leaner and meaner.

In two months, there will be an official evaluation.

Some of you will not survive it.

If that scares you, good.

It means you want this.

And for the best of the best, fear is a motivator,

not a deterrent.

Now we will see who rises to the challenge,

and who doesn't.

See you all tomorrow.