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I love you, Hannah.

Hannah had for a long time.

Thank you for telling me that.

You tested positive for Freon disease.

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

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

You had a stroke, and he did not hesitate to exploit that.

You leaked Dr. Rabari's personal medical files. I want your resignation.

Please tell me you did not. The less I say, the better.

Sorry.

I can't help you if you don't calm down.

My patient is in pulse with VTAC and someone took the crash cart. I'll take

care of it. There's no time to wait.

What just happened?

How'd you bring him back?

Precordial thump.

Wow. That almost never works.

Nice work, Dr. Wu.

Thanks.

I don't know her. Why does she know me?

She knows everyone. It's Mallory Sloan. She's the new Ms. Goodwin.

Right. And who is Ms. Goodwin?

The dolphin squishy just exploded all over her. I didn't even know that could

happen. It's baking in sunlight next to a window, yes.

Dr. Archer.

Mrs. Long.

What's your name and date of birth?

Tierney Jacobs, 7287.

Treatment three.

It's nice to meet you, Tierney. Can you tell me exactly what happened? I was

sipping my Hydroflask after yoga, which was amazing.

Then I tripped and face-planted on a table.

I guess a plastic straw would have been safer, but... Gotta save the turtles, am

I right? I should be bleeding green.

Dr. Archer, if this doesn't light up soon, we're going to have to... Bypass

is not an option, Doris. We need more support.

Put me in the game, coach. Put me in the game.

You really sure you want to get your hands dirty? Oh, please.

We both know I could run this place with one hand tied behind my back. You know

what I'm saying?

What am I to you all of a sudden? Some kind of a feet head shrinker? How much

time have you got? Excuse me. I have life to save. Okay. Hey, Dr. Charles,

you got a broken arm and six.

Groovy, on my way.

Daniel, these budget cuts are... killing me. Do you know if Sharon has any ideas?

I don't know.

Give her a call.

What? Haven't you spoken to her?

Uh, you know, we kind of keep missing each other since she stepped down for

the investigation, you know?

Something going on with those two?

No one knows for sure, but I got a bad feeling about a lot of things.

Okay.

You're absolutely right, Doris. This has got to stop.

Sloan, the ED is drowning.

We need to call in more staff.

It's always a pleasure to see you, Dr. Archer.

Well, you think you cut multiple shifts just to save pennies? Yes, and nurses

are offered incentive pay to pick up those shifts as needed. Only when you

approve it, you devalue my staff, and to be perfectly candid, you gamble the

lives of the patients we're supposed to be helping.

You know what I found in my experience?

Everyone resists change.

Everyone thinks it's not possible until all of a sudden they realize that it is.

That's so inspiring.

Did you read that on a pillow?

That's funny. I really do enjoy your humor.

But we're not changing anything.

Good to know.

I get it.

You miss Sharon Goodwin.

Oh, Sharon Goodwin's coming back.

Of course.

Taking this deal not only provides you with a sizable payout, it also means

Gaffney would not seek criminal charges, thereby avoiding a permanent and

damaging stain on your otherwise impeccable record.

It also means you'd be free to pursue employment in the same capacity

elsewhere with nothing but the highest recommendation from Gaffney. As I have

said many times over the last month, I did not leak Dr. Urbari's medical

records in violation of HIPAA.

I have evidence showing otherwise.

And you've been saying that for months.

So let's see this evidence, and let's see it right now.

Show our hand before trial? I don't think so. But I can promise you that it

will leave you in disgrace.

You want me gone, and clearly you're willing to pay for it.

But what I still can't figure out is why.

Because you have never had an issue with my work ethic.

So could it be...

Because of my age or because I'm black. Sharon.

You have 36 hours to cool off and be smart.

Time's up, Sharon.

Can you take the UTI and treatment five?

If we can keep a steady pace over the next hour, we might just have a shot at

catching up. Do not jinx it.

Yeah, right.

Junebug alert.

Surprise!

How mad would you be if I actually ate these cheeks?

Do you want them? Yes.

What brings you in, Dr. Asher? Dean is pulling a double, so I brought him fresh

coffee and food.

So does that mean you and Dr. Archer are living in sin?

Oh, no, no, no. That's rude.

Treatment five is waiting.

Thank you.

But seriously, what's the deal?

We are co-parenting at my condo. Oh, with, uh, with benefits?

I have no energy for benefits, Doris. Car just pulled up. 30-year-old female

with multiple GSWs.

I jinxed it.

Okay. Bye, baby.

Say bye-bye.

Mabel's okay?

Yeah, Mabel's great.

We're great.

Talk to me dr. Woo shots fired inside church trinket and sweating Trauma three

Gsws through and through on the right shoulder wound in the abdomen. I didn't

see other hospital Take any

medical history take any meds got any allergies no clue. I'm just the best man

How many other shooting victims are there?

Maybe two dozen. Some guy rushed in with a semi-automatic, sprayed bullets

everywhere. I don't know how I didn't get hit. I drove to Mark here.

I was scared she was going to die waiting for an ambulance.

You did good.

Good. Like a whoop? I got this. Come on, man. Come on.

Brian?

Go, Brian.

Come on there.

Doris, we've got a... Mass shooting. I know. Brick's blown up. At least a dozen

guests are en route by ambulance. Who knows who's going to show up on their

own? Okay.

Let's go.

I can still hear the screams.

Core trauma tube?

Is that Tamar? Sutton Pollard, 32 years old, GSW to the left chest. Needle

decompressed for decreased breath sounds.

BP 95 over 60, heart rate 120.

I gave her a liter of crystalloid for hypertension and route. Pulse loss is

86. Skin's clammy and pale. She's already lost a liter or two of blood.

Dr. Archer, Dr. Charles is running triage, Dr. Tanaka-Reed is moments away,

and I left a voicemail with Dr. Johnson. Get every available body you can find.

Yeah, that's a beautiful dress.

It's gorgeous.

I just pushed fentanyl. Want me to call for MTP? Yes.

Breath sounds bilateral.

Lung sliding present, bilateral.

No pericardial effusion.

I don't see any free fluid in the upper abdomen.

Well, then where'd the whole bullet go?

There it is.

It's in the uterus.

Oh.

She's eating for two.

Get Hannah here, now.

Yeah.

EV trauma one. How about a doctor? Doctor in the house. Talk to me.

Alyssa Garcia is 22.

She tripped while trying to escape the gunman and got trampled by everyone

behind her.

BP 129 over 77.

Decreased breath sounds on the left.

Pulse ox 86.

I feel like I can't catch my breath.

I gave her 50 mics of fentanyl on the rig.

Please, please make the debate stop. I barely made a dent.

I promise we'll manage your pain on the side.

Uh, Casey, push one after Lottie and get an x-ray tech in here. Roger that. Dr.

Tanaka, read your backpack.

I got the first MTP pack. She unfortunately never got that far.

She bled out once we released the hemothorax.

Time of death, 1317.

The bullet lodged in the uterine lining.

The misdefeat is by a centimeter.

Baby's moving.

She's about 23 weeks.

I told Dr. Archer it was 23 weeks, but he swore it was 24 weeks.

Oh, well, we're right. He's wrong. Oh.

Okay, so the plan should be C-section to deliver the baby and remove the bullet

at the same time, right? We don't want to...

Tempt the Grim Reaper with a nasty infection?

Delivering early is a big risk, so we want to order a CT of the abdomen to

ensure that the bullet didn't hit anything other than the uterus.

Then we can make an informed decision.

You are pretty badass, Dr. Asher. Well, thank you.

I think we're good here, Dr. Wu. I'm sure Doris needs you somewhere. Uh-huh.

Get lost.

I'm going. I'm going.

Who is that?

I like her.

Annie Wu, fourth year, smart, cocky, total pain in the ass.

Yeah. I'm familiar with the type.

Thanks for your help.

So who's doing the surgery?

Well, I'm waiting for Dr. Lavelle to call, but as you can see, I'm a tad bit

slammed. Well, I could do it.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Let's get tomorrow up to scan.

Dr. Frost, Dakota Cross 8 struck her head on a church pew as her mom shoved

her under to protect her from the shooter. Okay, treatment four.

Mommy told me to close my eyes and keep them closed.

Likely concussion, stable vitals, BP one time over 65, heart rate 75, pulse ox is

99. Dakota, we're going to move you over to the bed, okay?

One, two, three.

Hey. Hey, Dakota, I'm Dr.

Frost. Are you feeling dizzy at all, like you need to throw up? A little. Can

you help me find my mommy?

I don't know where she is.

What's her name?

Edith Janice Cross.

Okay, we'll find her for you. Are you her father?

No, I'm the wedding guitar player. I found Dakota curled up under a pew.

Bruno saved me.

Okay, I'm going to remove your bandage to take a look at your cut. You good

with that?

All right.

Okay.

Looks worse than it is.

Head wounds bleed a lot, but it's clotting on its own, so that's good.

Why is it...

It feels so dark.

Can you not see me right now? I can't see anything.

What's going on?

It's okay. Take a look real quick.

All right, both pupils equal and reactive.

Let's get a CT head, and can you page Dr. Abrams for a neural search consult?

Yep, right away. Why can't I see?

Dakota, we're right here with you, okay?

And we're gonna figure this out.

But right now, what I want you to do for me is just imagine your mom's face in

your mind. Can you do that?

Okay. Okay.

Breathe.

Bruno, I'd like Dr. Ripley to take a look at your neck wound.

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

You promised to come back, Bruno.

Hey, yeah.

I pinky swear.

We'll be right back, Dakota.

I wish you could be just a little more helpful. I'm literally trying to help

you.

What seems to be the problem?

Mrs. Sutherland is frustrated.

The news says that nine of the shooting victims have been pronounced dead, yet

no one can seem to tell me the hell where my son is.

I completely understand your frustration, Mrs. Sutherland. I'm Dr.

Charles. What is your son's name?

Dexter.

Dexter Sutherland, and he is the groom.

You know, I haven't seen that name yet. Could have been taken to another

hospital, though.

Would he be dead?

Let's not go there yet, all right? Why don't you let me see what I can find

out, and then as soon as I know anything, I'll get back to you, okay? I

promise.

That might be great.

Where am I?

What's happening? Hey, you are safe, Tamar. I am Dr. Asher. You are at

Gaffney Chicago Med.

You back?

I don't understand.

You were shot at the wedding.

Do you not remember that? Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, no.

No, I'm pregnant. I already know about your baby. The bullet?

I completely missed her, and she's looking great on the ultrasound right

now. What do you mean by right now?

Your CT did show some free fluid in your abdomen, which means we'll need to

perform a laparotomy to make sure that the bullet didn't hit a loop of

intestine before lodging in your uterus. So I need surgery?

You do. Is my baby going to be all right? I am very hopeful that she will

be.

Wait, what about Dexter?

Who? My fiancé, Dexter Sutherland. Is he okay?

I have not heard that name, but some patients were delivered to East Mercy,

so I will keep an eye out. Oh, my God. What if...

What if he's... Hey, hey, hey, listen to me, Tamar.

There's a lot of confusion right now, so let's not draw any conclusions yet,

okay?

Why did he do this to me?

Why did who do this? Henry. I... I always knew he had a temper. I... I

didn't think he was capable of anything like this.

Wait, are you telling me that you know who the shooter is?

Well, don't the police already know? Not yet.

Who's Henry?

He's my ex-boyfriend.

His name is Henry Cyrus Murphy.

We met in college.

Dated for six years.

He was my first love.

But over time, he became increasingly possessive.

Eventually, I had to break it off.

How do you take that?

He couldn't accept it.

Trying to worm his way back into my life until I told him I was engaged.

I thought he'd finally moved on.

I was wrong.

And now people have paid for it with their lives. No, no, no. Tamara, you

can't put that on yourself.

Why don't we take a break?

Have you heard from Dexter?

No.

His phone is turned off.

And I'm still waiting to hear if he's at East Mercy, but we should know soon.

While I was waiting for the wedding to start, I... I heard a commotion.

So I ran out and Henry started firing at people.

I didn't see Dexter anywhere. Oh, my God. Okay, why don't you step out so

Tamara and I can discuss her treatment options privately?

Is that what you want, Tamara?

You can stay, but...

You should know I'm pregnant.

Oh.

How far along?

23 weeks.

Can't believe Dexter didn't tell me.

Well, he didn't know either.

But I want to tell him myself.

Okay?

Tamar, before we begin surgery, you need to make a decision.

About whether to deliver your baby and remove the bullet while I'm in there.

Do you think I should?

It's the safest course of action to help prevent you from getting infected from

the bullet.

I'm sorry, isn't delivering 17 weeks early a high risk for the baby?

Respiratory distress syndrome would be a major concern amongst others.

But while it is true that the baby's lungs aren't yet fully developed,

steroids would help lower the pulmonary risk of prematurity.

which would actually increase the odds of survival.

Tamar, what would you like to do?

I want my baby safe.

Let's deliver.

Look, Tamar, I know this is a tough decision, and I know you're scared, but

you have to think like a mother right now. That means doing whatever you have

to do to protect your child. Sometimes that means sacrifice.

I am thinking of my child.

My child.

Did you find my mommy?

Not yet, but I'm on top of it, I promise.

I'm here with Dr. Abrams from neurosurgery.

Dakota, I'd like to do a quick eye exam, if that's okay with you.

I guess, yeah.

I'm holding a striped drum in front of your eyes, and it's going to tell me how

much light is getting in.

You're gonna hear it spin.

You just keep still and look straight ahead.

You ready?

Ready.

Dakota's eyes are working normally. She is functionally blind, but that's purely

a traumatic reaction.

I'll ask Dr. Charles to talk to her.

No, no, no. Let's not put her through the talk-torture machine just yet.

First, I'd like to try transcranial magnetic stimulation.

It might provide the physical nudge your brain needs to promote normal

functioning.

And restore our vision.

You were very lucky today.

Another centimeter and lights out, huh?

I can do a number on you.

I would like you to speak with our social worker.

Trust me, I am way past playing out what-if scenarios in my head.

That's a very positive attitude.

Well, I should be dead ten times over.

I wasted decades.

Petty crime, grand theft auto, robbery, you name it.

I've been there.

Really?

Just didn't see that coming.

Look at you now.

Took me a lot longer to quit that life.

You know, find some peace.

Peace is the hard part for me.

Can't shake the past?

No, it's just I see a lot of loss here.

That's the part that's getting harder to shake.

Hi there.

Daniel.

Yeah, I really think that we should talk. I really do. I told you, I need

space right now.

I'm worried about you.

Look, you can't fix this, so just leave it alone.

Have you found Dexter?

Not yet, unfortunately.

I'm just so terrified he's gone.

No, no, no. Hey, we don't know that yet.

Yeah, yeah, that's right.

I know he's fine. Mm-hmm.

And he'd want this.

Keep us safe.

He does.

He does.

Okay? Mm-hmm. You ready? Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Any chance of discharging some of our patients with minor injuries? Well, I'm

not comfortable with that. In a mass shooting scenario, it's best to keep

patients close for several hours in the event that any missed injuries become

life-threatening.

Okay. I'm just asking the question.

Or it sounds like Miranda's asking the questions.

Okay.

I see how it is easy for you to cast me as the enemy in your internal drama, but

trust me, I care about our patients as much as you do.

I just don't have the luxury of ignoring the bottom line.

And honestly, neither do you, because a closed hospital helps no one.

Hmm. That sounds like fear-mongering. Really? Yeah.

Jackson Monroe closed two years ago.

Do you want Gaffney to be next?

Wow.

Are you Miss Sloan? Already besties, I can see.

She's an amateur.

I say, Miss Sharon.

Tell me about it.

Daniel, what's going on? What the hell happened with you two?

I wish I knew.

What are you talking about? You guys are actually besties. Are you telling me

that something... Can you help me find my fiancée?

Mr. Sutherland. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I thought it lost you. Where's Tamar?

She's in surgery, being treated for a gunshot wound to the abdomen.

Oh, my God. Is she going to be okay?

We're cautiously optimistic, but... Dr. Asher can give you the latest when you

go up there.

Honey, I'll take you upstairs, okay? I'm okay with that as long as you bring him

right back down here so I can give him a quick once-over.

Did you notice that Dexter didn't even have a scratch

on him?

Sure did.

Which has got me wondering, I mean, if he hadn't been injured, where the hell

has he been for the last three hours?

So, you ready, Dakota?

You worried about your mom?

I'm scared I'll never see her again.

Look, I know you are.

But you know what I've learned since becoming a doctor?

What? Well, it's that you have to stay positive until you're given a reason not

to be.

Focus on hope, Dakota.

So, now, you're gonna feel like a tiny woodpecker is lightly tapping on your

head, and that's only so it can send magnetic pulses to your brain to

encourage your eyes to work. The machine is a little noisy.

You got this.

It's okay.

Please make it stop!

I want my mommy! Dakota, Dakota.

If you want to stop the test, I totally get it.

But I also think it might help you.

It made me hear the pops and screams again.

I know, I know.

But you're safe now, okay?

We should stop the test.

No.

Let's try again.

So, Dexter, thankfully, you are physically uninjured.

Look, I'm going to be straight with you.

Nobody knows where you were for the last three hours.

Right? Your loved ones have been freaking out.

So do you mind me asking you where you've been?

What you were doing?

I wasn't there.

I don't understand.

What I'm saying is...

I never actually drove to the church.

Oh.

Okay. I just... Cold feet?

Yeah.

I turned my phone off, drove around.

I didn't know about the shooting until I turned my phone back on later.

Any idea why you did that?

My father built a very successful plastics company when he died mom sold

it for a fortune Tomorrow doesn't come from money so my mom became convinced

that she was looking for a Soft lander needless to say you didn't agree of

course absolutely At least I thought I did

the moment that I realized tomorrow might be dead

I knew without a doubt how much I loved her.

And how stupid I've been.

Yeah, well, you know, crises also have a way of kind of stripping away all the

noise and letting us know how we really feel about something, you know, or

someone.

Will she ever forgive me?

I mean, I wouldn't.

What can I do?

I mean, Dexter, there's really only one thing you can do, right? You gotta talk

to her.

Tell your lover and tell her the truth.

Bruno, I got your discharge paperwork, some dressings for your neck, and I

called the prescriptions into your pharmacy.

Oh, thanks for that.

Oh, and I just gave my statement to Detective Cho.

Then you were good to go?

No, I think I'm going to stick around for Dakota.

Dr. Frost says you're Dakota's guardian angel.

She's mine, truth be told.

Dakota is a sweet kid.

I just hope she forgets all about today.

She'll remember you.

That I'm sure of.

Thanks again, Doc.

Yeah.

What did you do?

Tamar, stop loving me.

Tamar.

I shot everyone.

What the hell did you do?

I can't hear breath sounds.

Broken ribs may have caused a pneumo.

Lavicle's broken, too.

Gurney, now!

All right, needle's in.

I pull socks at 91.

Needles only temporary needs a chest tube. Can we get him some sedation to

take the edge off? Excellent plan. Let's push 35 milligrams of ketamine. Yeah,

I'll grab it.

Just let me die.

Don't tempt me.

Sorry.

I can't breathe.

Having trouble getting a BP heart rate 140.

Pulse ups down to 84.

Mr. Murphy, did you take any illegal substances today? Was it meth or

cocaine, Henry?

No, nothing. He's lying.

Ketamine. It's coming, Dr. Ripley. Come on. Come on.

Wait for the ketamine.

Come on.

Wait.

Hang on.

Marty in the chest.

Tube's in.

First down is bilateral.

What the hell was that?

Pulse ox up to 95.

Hemodynamics improving.

He's alive, isn't he?

Hey, hey, Mitch. Hey, did I hear right?

The wedding shooter crashed his car into the wedding room?

He came to finish what he started.

Is he dead?

No, he, um...

Killed Bruno instead.

I'm sorry.

What?

It was quick.

I don't think he knew it was coming.

How am I going to tell Dakota?

John, it gets worse.

East Mercy located Dakota's mom, Edith.

Yeah, she was trampled. She didn't make it either.

Come on, man.

It's too cruel of a day for one eight-year-old girl.

It's too cruel of a day for anyone.

It's terrifying how many disturbed individuals there are in this world.

Disturbed individuals?

Like Tamar?

She's pregnant, Dexter.

What?

She's got you on the hook now.

I tried to warn you, but...

The baby is going to be fine. We are going to raise it right.

I need you to leave, Mom.

I am not trying to be mean.

People take, and they often use the word love when they do. I know, believe me,

it has happened to me.

I have done everything I can to protect you from that, and now we have to

protect the baby.

Dr. Wu.

Annie.

Hey.

Sorry, what's up?

Did you deliberately make our patient suffer back there?

Um, no.

No, if I remember correctly, I was saving his life.

You didn't wait for the ketamine?

Well, there wasn't time. His stats were in the toilet.

I only needed five more seconds.

And his vitals were through the roof. I mean, he could have stroked with a BP

that high.

I made a call and you ignored it.

That is unacceptable.

Do you understand me?

I would never do what you're accusing me of.

Do no harm, remember?

I don't believe you.

What is your deal? You've been on our rampage all day.

You, you were out of line.

You know what I think? I think you saw what you wanted to see.

I think you enjoyed seeing that POS in pain.

So own it.

Don't take it out on me.

I am your attending.

Don't ever talk to me that way again.

Hey, I've got great news tomorrow.

The baby's doing okay.

Everything went well.

Now, it did get a little dicey, but I was able to pivot, remove the bullet,

and... Keep your baby in the womb.

So now I can carry the term?

If the next few days go okay, then we should be in a good place.

Thank you, Dr. Asher. You did great through all of this.

Tamar? Oh, my God.

Dexter? Where have you been?

Are you really here?

I'm really here.

Oh, Dex, so many of our friends were hurt in summer.

I know, Tamar. I know.

But Henry is in custody.

And our baby is okay.

She told you about the baby?

Bertie ruins everything.

Tamar, there's something I have to tell you.

I wasn't at the church today.

I don't understand.

I wasn't sure about us.

You weren't sure about Mary?

You let her get in your head?

Maybe you're more like her than you want to admit.

I hope that's not true.

I'm sorry.

I messed up.

You did mess up.

Can you ever forgive me?

Dr. Asher, aren't visitors family only?

That's correct.

You hurt her.

Family only.

Dakota.

Hey, it's, uh, Dr. Frost.

Listen, um, there's something I need to talk to you about.

What's wrong?

Is it about my mom?

Dr. Frost, hang on. I, uh, I got Dakota's mom on FaceTime.

Mommy? What do you mean? Ah, mix-up. There was another patient at the last

damn cross at East Mercy.

to see you.

I was so scared I lost you, Mommy. Same here, sweetheart. I am so sorry we got

separated. It's okay.

My friend Bruno carried me out.

We rode in the ambulance together.

Dr. Ripley told me about Bruno.

Dr. Frost, can you find Bruno so he can meet my Mommy now?

Dakota... Sweetie, Dr.

Ripley says Bruno has already gone home.

I didn't get to say goodbye.

Dr. Frost, will you please call Bruno and tell him thank you for saving my

little goose?

We owe him the world.

Yeah, of course I will.

Someone, can I see you, Mommy?

Soon.

Hey, how's that girl?

I think she's feeling good.

L&D nurses took turns watching her, which is very, very sweet of them.

Well, you picked a hell of a day to plan a visit.

Yeah, today was a whirlwind.

It made me realize just how much I miss my job.

Three more weeks and then you're back here.

No, I think I'm back back.

Well, I'm glad for that.

Hey. Hey, will everybody gather around, please? I want to say a few words.

Listen, everybody did outstanding work today.

Twelve people sadly lost their lives, but there would have been a lot more if

not for the people standing here in this room. So I want to say that I'm proud to

work by your side.

Shall we say a prayer?

Actually, I'd like to take a moment of silence to remember and reflect on those

patients who didn't make it.

We own that.

Okay, thanks. Thank you.

I can't stop playing it over in my head.

Bruno was alive, and then he was gone.

You're wondering why it was him and not you.

I'm wondering why a guy survives a mass shooting only to

be run over by the shooter a few hours later.

There is no why.

It just was.

And even though he'd been grazed by a bullet, he still made sure he got an

injured eight-year-old girl to the hospital safely.

Mitch? What?

It's okay to be happy that you're still alive.

I'm happy we're both still alive, Caitlin.

And I hope we will be for a long time, but even if we're not,

we still have right now.

Yeah.

We have right now.

But, you know, if you had died, then I would be single in Zurich

during my three-month sabbatical to visit family.

You mean your, uh, prion drug trial?

Details. I mean, either way, I'd still be coping with grief.

Yeah, no doubt, uh, drowning in meaningless sex with strangers.

Only because I miss you so much.

Nope, not funny.

I mean, it's a little funny.

Right?

I think if today taught me anything, it's that I could die long before you.

I mean, we keep assuming the opposite, but life is so

much more fragile than that, isn't it? You really need to stop co-opting my

existential angst, because that's my thing, and I want you to get your own

thing, Mitch.

You know, we were...

If we were the kind of couple that said, I love you a lot, I'd

probably say no.

Good thing we're not that kind of couple.

That's gross.

Doris!

Is everything okay?

Um...

Please don't take Miranda's deal.

How did you know?

It was me, Ms. Goodwin.

It was you what?

I leaked Dr. Ripari's medical file.