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- What are you doing?

- Scrubbing in.
- I appreciate your enthusiasm,

but you're an ED nurse.

Should have gone
to med school.

- I'm reconnecting
with my daughter.

- It's been over 20 years.

Are you sure about this?

- Dr. Manning's mother
is in heart failure.

Our drug could save her life.

- There's no guarantee.
- The drug works.

I unblinded a patient.

- You've jeopardized
both of our jobs.

I'm not making any exceptions
to the enrollment.

- I found these trial meds.

- Yep, those have to go
back to Kender.

- I want you to take these.
- New meds?

- They're from
a different doctor.

[dramatic music]

- [coughs]

- Mom?

What are you doing up so early?

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I-I couldn't sleep.

My throat is dry.

- Hmm, you've been having that
cough for a while now, huh?

Is anything else
brothering you?

- No.

But...

come to think of it,

my cough began around the time
that I started taking these.

Who--who prescribed
them anyway?

Is th--is this the--
the medication

that Will was suggesting?

- No, Mom, remember?

The trial closed.

- Right, so, then...

what do they do?

- They improve
your ejection fraction.

They help your heart pump.
[phone rings]

- Work?
- Yeah, I gotta--

I gotta get going.

But I will check on you later,
okay?

- Perfect.
- All right, love you.

Mwah.
- Mwah.

- Sabeena.

Morning.
- Hi.

- You're here early.

So, um...

Now that I'm in front of you,
I realize

I haven't rehearsed my speech.
Anyway, I, uh...

I just wanted to say again
how sorry I am for...

Well, for violating your trust.

I'm not gonna sugarcoat it,
I was wrong.

No excuse.

- Apology accepted.

- Great.

And, you know, if you're
free later, maybe a drink?

- I'm sorry, Will.

While I want us
to still be friends,

I think it's best
we keep things professional

moving forward.
- Oh.

Okay, yeah.

[tense music]

♪

- How'd you wrangle
that thing away from Maggie?

- She's repping Gaffney at some
residency fair this morning.

- All that power at your
fingertips--how's it feel?

- Surprisingly natural,

like I was born to boss people
around.

[alarm chirping]

Oh, hey, you're up,
Doctor Choi.

Car struck a kid
on his bicycle,

driver and victim incoming.

- Driskell, with me.

[tense music]

- Ten-year-old male,

struck by a motor vehicle
at 35 miles per hour.

No helmet.

GSC 4 in field,
intubated in the ambo.

- What about the driver?
- Right behind us.

Dr. Choi?
- Yeah.

- There's something
you should know.

- What is it?
- Ms. Goodwin is the driver.

- Get him transferred.
I'll be right back.

- You got it.
- Ms. Goodwin!

- Dr. Choi, the boy.

- Okay, okay, I'm about
to check him out.

Are you okay? Are you okay?
- [crying]

It was so dark.

He--he--he just came
out of nowhere.

There was no time to stop.
- It's okay.

- So I held his c-spine
until the medics got there,

but he wasn't moving.

And there was so much blood.

- I'll do everything I can.

- Please.

[sobs]
Oh, God.

♪

- This is gonna sting a little,
okay?

- Any tenderness?

Yeah, it looks like the
seatbelt got you pretty good.

- Yeah, I skidded
and hit a telephone pole.

The airbag caught
most of my impact,

but, uh--I feel fine, really.

Um, no dizziness,
no--no neck pain.

- Good.

- You all right?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm good.

- Well, Ms. Goodwin, I think
we need to get a chest x-ray.

12-lead EKG just to rule
out any blunt cardiac injury.

- Okay, but later, please?

Um, could you...

give us a moment?

- Sure.
- Of course.

- Thank you.

[exhales slowly]

I was headed
to meet my trainer,

going under the speed limit,
no distractions--

I didn't even have
the--the radio on.

I-I don't know where
he came from.

My side?

There was no way
I could have seen him.

- Wait, Sharon,
it was an accident.

And it doesn't sound like
you did anything wrong.

- Oh, Daniel, he couldn't have
been more than 10 or 11.

- And he was out,
like, biking alone?

I mean--in the dark?

- And no helmet.

Do you know anything?
Any word on how he's doing?

- I don't, I mean,
I just came straight down here

as soon as I heard.

Bert's on his way in.

- Bert?
Who--who called him?

- I guess he's still
your emergency contact.

- [groans]

- I thought you guys
were on good terms?

- I don't want to talk
about that right now.

- You want me to try
and hold him off?

- No, no, it's fine,
it's just--please,

I need you to find out
what's going on with that boy.

And no HIPAA nonsense
right now.

I may have just--
[knock at door]

- Ms. Goodwin, this a good time
to take your statement?

Shouldn't take long.
Traffic cams clearly show

you were not at fault.

- [sighs]

Okay.

- Daniel, please.

- I'll be back.

All right?
- All right.

- Hang in there.
- Okay.

- I tried to call you
this morning.

- Yeah, um.
I'm sorry, I was in the shower

and I've just been running
a little bit late today.

- Yeah, did you hear
about Goodwin?

- No, what happened?

- She was in a car accident.

- What?
Is she okay?

- Yeah, thankfully
no serious injuries.

- Thank God.
- But, hey--

I, uh--I was calling

'cause I was doing
some research on AICDs.

Now I know you and your mom
have some reservations

about going that route.
- Yeah.

- Well, there's
some preliminary evidence

that supplementing the device
with Digoxin

can lower the incidence
of arrhythmia.

Not a total fix,
but certainly can make things

more comfortable for Carol.

- Thank you
for looking into that.

Um, sounds promising.

- Yeah, I sent you
the literature,

in case you want
to browse it yourself.

- I will definitely look at it.

Um, but I am late for work,
so.

- Of course.

- Bye.

- Excuse me, miss.

- Yeah?
- I'm a nurse from Chicago Med

and I'm here for the residency
fair, and I'm a bit lost.

I'm looking for Beecher Hall.

- Oh, sure, so,

at the end of this hall,
you're gonna take a left,

then go through your first
doorway on your right.

After that you're gonna
see a stairwell, and--

You know what,
why don't I just take you?

- That would be great,
thank you.

Okay...

here.
- Oh?

- A small token
of my appreciation.

- [laughs]
Wow, you're hooking me up.

Don't you need these
to entice applicants?

For your, um...
what's it called again?

- Audition rotation.
- Mm.

- Essentially
a mini two-to-four week tryout

for your top program.

- Okay, I just had
the most terrifying flashback

when you said "audition."

- Oh, no, what happened?

- Fifth grade, tried out for
the school musical--

they were doing "The Wiz"--
and I froze.

Poor guy playing the piano,
he had to

start my song over,
like, three times.

- You're kidding, "The Wiz"?
- Yeah.

What?

- It's just, when I was
in middle school,

I was in "The Wizard of Oz"
and I played the Scarecrow.

- Wh--oh, okay,
you must have had chops.

I was just one of the poppies
and that's tough to screw up.

[laughs]

- Anyways, thank you so much
for going out of your way.

- Yeah, no problem.

Nice to meet you--wait, I'm
sorry, I didn't get your name.

- Oh, I'm Maggie.
- Maggie, I'm Vanessa.

Well, I have to get to my lab
but take care.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- [groans]
I didn't even want to come in,

but my boss forced me.

- Well, besides the abdominal
pain, any vomiting?

- No, nothing.

I'm also about
to start my period.

Maybe this is just bad PMS.

- I don't think so.

Your abdomen sounds
like a hollow drum.

It means there's air trapped
in your bowel.

I'm thinking
you might be obstructed.

- I so don't have time
for this.

I just got my first huge case.

Can we wrap this up
in under eight hours?

- Well, it's hard to say,
really.

- Yeah, we need to get
an abdominal x-ray

and some blood work,
then we'll take it from there.

- Come on, there must be a way
to fast track things.

- I promise, we'll move
as quickly as we can.

- Thanks.
- [sighs]

- She's gonna be a fun one.

- No way to schedule sickness,
unfortunately.

Um, hey, I wanted to, uh

ask you, um...
- Yeah?

- Your trial medications.

Is dry cough
one of the side effects?

- It is, you know, we've seen
it in several participants.

Why?

- Oh, I just--um,

I saw one of
your trial patients

in the ED the other day.

- Really?

Huh, usually I'd get
a notification

if one of our participants
ends up in the ED.

- No, no--it was--
it was nothing.

It just ended up being
indigestion.

But, that was one of the
symptoms

that was an outlier,
so I just wanted to make sure.

- Oh, okay, yeah.

Usually resolves
within a few days.

- Oh, great.

- Hey, hang on.

How's your mom doing?

I was gonna
come around the other day

when she was here
for an exam,

but I don't know, thought
there might be

too many cooks in the kitchen.
- [laughs]

I get it.
Um, Mom is...

she's hanging in there.

You know, still having
palpitations though, but...

- You know this isn't
your fault, right?

That it turned out this way?

- Thank you for saying that,
Will.

- I'm serious.

When you need anything,

ask.

- Thank you.

[tense music]

♪

- [scoffs]

- Is there anything I can
do for you?

Calls I can make?

- Uh, no, insurance
has been informed.

It's just...the boy.

Do you know what's going on?

- Only that
he's getting scans upstairs.

I'm sorry.

Is Bert here?
I thought I saw him come in.

- Yeah, he's grabbing a coffee.

- Everything been okay
with both of you?

Since you told him that
you only wanted a friendship?

All right, well--

oh, there he is now.

I gotta get back to work,

but is there something I can
get for you?

- Yeah, you know, uh, actually
there is one thing.

I keep a dress
in my office closet--

- I'll get it.
- And my shoes.

- I'll grab that too.

Good morning.
- Morning.

- No, thank you.

- What did Michael say?
He on his way?

- I decided against
calling him.

- I know you don't want
to burden him,

but he'd want to be
here for you.

- I'll put him in the loop
when I get more info.

Where is Daniel
with the update?

- Why don't you have a seat
for now, try to rest?

- I wonder if the boy's mother
is here yet?

- Listen, I know
you want answers.

But you can't be caught
snooping around.

This turns into a lawsuit,

the last thing you want to do
is make yourself look guilty.

Matter of fact,
let me take you home.

We can wait for news there.
- No.

I'm not going anywhere.

[tense music]

- Sharon--
- Look, I-I need to make sure

that that boy is all right.

Bert, I don't need
any babysitting.

Please, just go.

♪

Were you able
to find anything out?

- Name's Jake Miller.
- Okay.

- Okay, he's ten years old.
His mom's on the way in.

- Okay, and--
and what about his injuries?

- He suffered
multiple fractures,

and, unfortunately, uh...

a traumatic pseudoaneurysm
in his brain.

- [moans]

- Also wanted you
to know that,

as of a few minutes ago
anyway,

they had yet to stabilize him.

- [inhaling shakily]

- No, no, that's right.
A small white box.

Well, listen...

I'm sorry, I'm not sure
what happened then.

Um...

Let me look into it
and I'll circle back with you.

Okay, thanks.

- Hey.

Is everything okay?
- Yeah.

No, actually, um...

Remember my clinical trial
patient, Mr. Brady?

Well, his remaining allotment
of medication

was supposed to be sent
back to Kender,

but that was the pharmacist.
She said the courier claims

someone picked them up already.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I mean, is it even that big
of a deal, though?

- Yeah, the pills were
my responsibility.

I'm gonna have to find them,
one way or another.

I'll catch you later.

[tense music]

[machines beeping steadily]

♪

- [gasps]
Oh, God, Jake?

No...
- Jake, what's wrong?

- You can see him, honey.
Don't touch.

- You must be Jake's mom.
I'm Dr. Choi.

- Is he gonna be okay?

- Why is Jake sleeping?

- Shh, honey, I gotta talk
to the doctor.

- We have a daycare center
at the hospital,

plenty of snacks and toys.

- I'd be happy to take him.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Sam, go with this nice lady.
I'll come see you in a bit.

- Ms. Miller.

Um...

I'm sorry,

but Jake suffered
what we call a pseudoaneurysm.

The impact from the crash
tore a vessel in his brain

that has already leaked.
- In his brain?

Oh, my God.

- Now, the pressure's
holding it closed.

But it could open up,
so we need to get control.

- How do you do that?

- There are
a couple treatment options

that I want to discuss
with you.

But if you need a moment...

- Who hit him?

Bet they were drinking.

♪

I swear, whoever did this,

they're gonna pay.

♪

- [softly]
Oh, sorry.

Oh, are you going back
to school?

- Oh, I'm applying.
- Hmm.

- Some nurse practitioner
programs,

get certified.
- Hey, got a top choice?

- I did, Porter,

but unfortunately
I missed the deadline.

- Porter...

Is Melinda Baker still the head
of the nursing school there?

- I think so, yeah.
You know her?

- She married my cousin,

and then she divorced
my cousin,

but we're still on good terms.

I can make a phone call,
and, um...

if I sing your praises,
I bet she'd make an exception.

- That's...really nice of you,
um--

- Dr. Archer, April, you have
a patient--treatment 4.

I'm sending you the chart
right now.

- Ah, thanks.

After you.
- Okay.

- Mr. Turner,
you're having trouble peeing?

- I haven't relieved myself
in two days; it's killing me.

- I'm sorry.
- [groans]

It's been going on
for months now.

Every few weeks,
I have to come back in--

[pained groan]

- Okay, have you seen
a urologist?

- No, not yet.
There's no appointments.

I guess
there's a big backlog

due to COVID.
- Okay, I'm gonna refer you

to somebody here at Gaffney.

In the meantime,
let's give Flomax,

and put in a foley--
it's a type of catheter.

- I know.

[sighs]

I'm so sick of this.

- Would you excuse me
for a minute?

Be right back.
- [groans]

- Hey, Dr. Archer?
- Yeah?

- I was just thinking, um,

Mr. Turner's
had multiple foleys,

and they're not resolving
the problem.

- Mm-hmm.

Do you have a better idea?

- What about a suprapubic tube?

It could give him
long-term relief.

There's a lot lower incidence
of infection and stricture,

right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,

that's a good thought
but an SP tube

is an involved procedure
and the ED's hopping, so...

- He's in so much pain though.

- Well, still,
it's not emergent.

So, uh, get a med student
to put in a foley

and discharge him
with G.U. follow up.

- Okay.

- Hey.

- Ms. Walken's test results?

- Yep, her labs and x-rays.
- Thanks.

- You were right,
bowel obstruction.

- Ah...

I'm thinking an NG tube,
suck and drip,

likely resolve on its own?

- Yeah, but I still want
a surgical consult.

- Really?
Feels early for that.

Her scans and x-rays show

a good amount of air
in the colon.

I mean,
something's getting through.

It might only be
a partial obstruction.

- And surgery may agree, but
better safe than sorry, right?

Don't want to risk her bowel
descending too much,

and outstripping
the blood supply.

- Well, all right.

Hey, you mind paging surgery?

I gotta swing
by the security office.

- How come?

- Want to see if they can pull
footage from last week.

Pills still haven't shown up.

I'm just guessing someone
grabbed them by mistake.

- Is that really necessary?

I mean, seems like a lot to go
through for some medication

that'll probably just get
tossed out anyways.

- Kender...

they're gonna want them
accounted for.

Plus I'm not exactly on Dr.
Virani's good side right now.

- What do you mean?
You're her star PI.

- [scoffs]
Yeah, well...

[elevator dings]

It's nothing.
Forget I said anything.

[tense music]

♪

- You said your door
was always open.

- And as you can see,
I ain't no fibber.

Come on in.

- I was gonna talk to Sharon,

but, given everything
that happened...

- Oh, yeah, of course.

What's, uh--what's
on your mind?

- Um, I don't know where
to start,

or how to start.

- Don't overthink it, Mags,
just, um...

tell me what's going on.

- Okay.

I have a daughter.

Her name is Vanessa,

and this morning,
for the first time...

I met her.

[dramatic music]

- Huh.

- I'm just so sorry
you had to go through that.

I mean, I-I-I--

I cannot even imagine

how difficult
that must have been.

Having a kid at 16,
having to give her up.

- It was devastating.

And now...

you know, giving Auggie up.

- Yeah.

- I guess it triggered
all these feelings.

I mean, suddenly this need
to know who she was.

Just that she was okay.

Just--it took over.
I just was--

I was just gonna
open the envelope,

find out her name and then

look her up on the internet.

- Right.

But then.

- But then I found out that

she was still living in Chicago

and she was in medical school

and in the same field as me.

I mean, what are the odds?

- You know,

a lot of us just
go round and round

on the nature versus nurture
debate but it is amazing

how many of our behaviors,

our preferences,
appear to be genetic.

- It just felt like
everything in the universe

was leading me to meet her.

- I totally get

how it would feel that way.
I do.

- I'm not trying
to disrupt her life, I swear.

I just had to see her and--

[sighs]

And now that I have, I'm good.

- Huh.

So you don't
intend to see her again?

- Of course I want to.

[emotional music]

But I won't.

She's safe; she's thriving.

♪

I got what I needed.

♪

- Hold on, where'd you get
that information.

- Never mind that.

Just what is the treatment plan

for Jake's pseudoaneurysm?

- All due respect,

you know I can't disclose that.

- Dr. Choi.
- Miss Goodwin, please.

HIPAA aside,
it's a conflict of interest.

Considering your involvement,
this could look really bad.

Any lawyer would advise--
- Let me worry about that.

Please.

- [exhales]

The vessel's still leaking.

So neurosurgery's
gonna operate.

- A craniotomy.

Will he make it through that?

- There is
a significant mortality risk.

- Well, there must be
a less invasive option.

- There is.
A stint assisted coil.

But due to the extent
of the injury,

it comes with a high risk of
long-term cognitive deficits.

- Still, we should
err on the side of life.

- I agree with you.

But I presented both options

to Jake's mother Wendy
and she chose surgery.

- Why?
Why would she do that?

- She's low income.

She doesn't feel equipped

to care for a child
with extensive needs

as she can barely keep
food on the table as it is.

- You have to go back to her.

- Miss Goodwin,

I know you have
Jake's best interest at heart,

but this decision didn't
come easy for his mother.

And I'm not gonna
push it further.

♪

- Surgery?

You gotta be kidding me.

I got a deposition
tomorrow morning.

- Elaine, it's just
a surgical consult.

Doesn't mean
they'll recommend an operation.

Honestly, your CT
looked okay to me, so--

- Mrs. Watkins, I'm Dr. Marcel.

I'm the surgeon
reviewing your case.

- Let's have it.
I got work to do.

- Right.

Well, cutting to the chase,

given that conservative
management with the NG tube

has failed to clear
the obstruction,

I'd recommend surgery
to remove the adhesions.

- But let's be clear,

this is in no way
a mandatory operation.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Halstead,
that's not my take on it.

Look, your white count
is elevated,

you're running a fever--

both of which are concerning.

- Yes, they are, but still.

We haven't given the NG tube
much time to work--

- But if we wait too long,

you run the risk of
perforation.

Then a semi-elective surgery

becomes an emergent one.
- Which is precisely why

we would monitor you closely--

- You two clearly
can't agree on anything

so let me solve this for you.

If I'm not dying tomorrow,

I'm not doing the surgery.

- Done.

[winces]
- Great.

- Right.
- [winces]

- Hey, you got
an issue with me,

you don't bring it
into the medicine.

- Get over yourself.
This is my patient.

I had a difference of opinion.

- Then you pull me aside.

You don't openly contradict me.

Seems like a bad habit
of yours lately,

inserting yourself like that.
- You are one to talk.

- Excuse me?

Oh, no.
Come on, say it.

- All right, you want
to get into this now?

Fine, Carol chose the trial.

It's what she wanted.
- There it is.

- Everything was a go
until you stuck your nose in.

- Oh, your memory
must be failing you,

'cause I didn't force anything.

Natalie was fully on board
with the LVAD.

- Because you got in her head
when she was vulnerable.

- She chose the LVAD

because it was
the right medical decision.

- You think
she still feels that way?

- Hey, Dean,
I see you been clocking

quite a few 16-hour shifts.

Weren't you the one
lecturing me about

keeping the troops fresh?

- Do as I say, not as I do.

- Ah, I just don't want the ED
to impede your personal life.

- Hah, personal life?

Hell is that?
- Come on.

I remember you being a man of
many interests back in the day.

Life of the party, too.
- All right, listen.

If you need cash, all you have
to do is ask me.

You don't have to use flattery.

- Seriously, though.

No man's an island.

- Guess I'm one
of the lucky few.

- Just don't work yourself
into the ground, okay?

Lean on your colleagues.

We've all got
each other's backs here.

- Okay.

- Speaking of.

I was looking over your
patient's chart, Jerry Turner.

- Oh, yeah?

- Looks like he's gonna need

a fourth Foley in two months.

Makes me think it's time
to try something new.

Maybe an SP tube.

If nothing else, it might--

- No, no, you're right.

That's a--
that's a great idea, boss.

- Thanks for being
so open to it.

- Yeah, no worries.
Thanks for having my back.

- Hey, Archer is gonna give
Mr. Turner an SP tube.

- Oh, really?

I had suggested the same thing.

- I know.

[tense music]

- [breathes shakily]

[machines beeping steadily]

♪

[gentle knocking]

Miss Miller,
my name is Sharon Goodwin.

I'm the Executive Director
of Patient Services

here at Gaffney.
- This about payment?

'Cause I have insurance
through my job.

What it doesn't cover,
I'll have to figure out.

I'm a single mom.
- No, I understand.

But, uh,
that's not why I'm here.

Uh, well, not directly.

Um...

I wanted to

speak with you regarding
Jake's medical treatment.

Revisit your options.

- I already told the doctor

I want Jake to have
the brain surgery.

- Yes, and I'm sure
he informed you of the risks.

- That's right, he did.

So what's this about?

- Well, if you were
to reconsider and go with

the less invasive option,
the stint,

and if by some
unfortunate circumstance,

Jake were to suffer
cognitive deficits,

the hospital has resources

that could help you
take care of your son.

- You mean
financial assistance?

Like a loan.

- No, not a loan.
More like a grant.

- Miss Goodwin, may I speak
with you for a sec--

- Give me a moment, Dr. Choi.

Miss Miller, I wanted you
to hear me out first.

But there's something
you should know.

[dramatic music]

I am the one that
hit your son this morning.

- What?
It was you?

- Y-yes, I-I'm sorry.

[stammering]

I didn't want
to lead with that.

- Acting like
you're here to help me?

Help my son?
- Miss Miller, please.

- But--but I am.

If you'll just allow me
to explain.

- No, you're only here
to cover your own ass.

- That's not true.

I only want
what's best for your son.

- Don't you dare try to tell me

what's best for my boy.
You're not the one

who has to deal with this
after today.

I am!
- Okay, Miss Goodwin.

Please.

♪

- Excuse us.

♪

- Nurse Sexton,
give 2 of versed.

- Oh, we don't usually sedate
for SP tubes.

- Well, I just want to make
sure that

Mr. Turner here is
nice and relaxed, all right?

It's not the most
pleasant procedure.

But the versed will put you
in a nice comfortable twilight.

When you wake up,
you won't remember a thing.

- You won't get
any argument from me.

- Just the kind of patient
I like.

Nurse Sexton.
- Okay.

Versed in.

- Okay.

It's nice you and Ethan
are still close.

- Excuse me?

- Didn't you guys used to date?

It's just nice
that you're still friends.

None of my exes
will speak to me.

- Oh.
Sorry to hear that.

- You know what?

Why don't you do the honors?

- What?
- Yeah, take over.

- [scoffs]
No, I'm not allowed.

- Well, from what I've heard,

that's never stopped you before

and, hey, nurse practitioner,

give it a go.

♪

There you go.

- Okay.

I'm really not comfortable.

- It's just a big needle is
what it is.

It's no different from
putting in an IV.

- I'm meeting some resistance.

- Don't be afraid, push harder.
- The catheter--

- Don't be afraid.
- The catheter's not going in.

Dr. Archer,
can you please take over?

[alarm beeping]

His heart rate is dropping.
- Yeah, you're causing

a vagal response.
Go faster.

- Dr. Archer,
would you please take over?

Now.
- All right, all right.

Calm down.

Here we go.

All right,
one milligram atropine.

[alarm continues beeping]

♪

Yeah.

[alarm stops]
And all's well that ends well.

[knocking]

- Come in.

- Hey there.
- Hey.

- I, uh,

I heard about your--

your run-in with Miss Miller.

- Yeah.

- How you doin'?

- I'm fine.

You know, I was just--

all I was trying to do
was help, Daniel.

- Of course you were.

- I was hoping
for the sake of her son

that she could
get over her anger and--

and see that I was sincere.

- I just think
that everything's

still a little raw.

You know?

I mean,

her world is--

I mean, it's kind of
spinning right now, right?

Just like yours is.

[emotional music]

- He can't die, Daniel.

That little boy...

♪

Has to make it.

- I-I know how badly
you want to fix this, Sharon.

But, you know, it's just
one of those situations

that, as cruel
as it might seem, it--

I don't know, it's kind of
out of your hands, you know?

- I spend
so much time trying to

be prepared for anything.

You know,
analyzing worst case scenarios,

trying to stay two steps ahead.

- That's why
you're so good at your job.

- And then this.

[breathes shakily]

It makes me wonder

what have I ever really had
any control over?

- What do any of us really ever

have any control over?

You know, in my experience,

not a whole hell of a lot.

It can actually be
kind of freeing

to remember that.

You know?

Helps you--
helps you let go of it.

- [chuckles]
You know me and

you know that's not
one of my strong suits.

- Is it anybody's?
- [chuckles]

- Anyway.

♪

I just know that for myself
when I'm feeling scared

it helps when I remember that

I have people in my corner

that love me.

And God knows
you got that in droves.

♪

- What the heck was that?

- I don't follow.
- First, you force me

into a procedure that
I am not supposed to do.

- [sighs]
You're upset.

- Then when I ask
for your help,

you refuse to throw me
a life vest.

You should have jumped in
immediately.

- Thought you'd
welcome the challenge,

- Look, I know you didn't

want to do this procedure,

but if you think that
I went behind your back

to Ethan or something--
- Now hold on, excuse me.

No, I never suggested that.

I just believe
the best way to learn

is in the heat of battle.

As a nurse practitioner,

you're gonna be doing
these procedures on your own.

- NPs don't put in
SP tubes here.

- Okay, listen to me.

You just need to work on
your confidence.

You are an
incredibly skilled nurse.

Don't underestimate yourself.

- Hey, Bert.
Uh, about earlier.

I'm sorry.

Uh, can you just come back
to the hospital?

What are you--

you're still here.

- Never left.

- Can we talk?

Look, uh,

I shouldn't have forced you
to leave this morning.

But honestly,

I was scared and feeling...

really exposed.

- Yeah, I'm sure
I didn't help coming in,

trying to take charge.
It's just that, uh,

when I saw you hurt,

I wanted to take care of you.

I went into husband mode.

But I know
that's not my role anymore.

- Oh, no, but...

you're my friend.

A good friend.

And you've
more than proven that.

- I'm always gonna
show up for you, Sharon.

Doesn't--
doesn't matter our title.

Goes deeper than that.

We're family.
- Yes.

You know, that, um,

that boy Jake is--

is in surgery.

It's a risky operation.

- Whatever happens,
I'm here.

- Thank you.

- Hey, Dr. Charles,

did Dr. Archer
ever reach out to you?

- No, he didn't.

- Why, he looking for
a consult or something?

- No, it's actually him
I'm concerned about.

- He's having a hard time
settling in or--

- A bit.

Listen, I think
he's holding on to

some really heavy baggage.

Some of the same stuff
I was dealing with.

And he's self-isolated.

I'm worried he doesn't have
anyone in his life

he can open up to, you know?

- Got it.

Okay, buddy.
Well, um...

message received.
Thanks for the heads-up.

- Thanks.

- Hey, I got your text.
- Hey.

What's going on?

- I'm sorry?

- Something's off.

I mean, you say
you don't blame me

for your mom.
- I don't.

- But it's clear
you don't want my help.

Or at the very least,

you no longer
trust my instincts.

- I swear it's not that.

- Then what is it?

- [sighs]

- I've been open with you, Nat.

I've shared a lot.
- You have.

- More than I've shared with
anyone in a very long time.

It's got to be
a two-way street.

- Crockett, I promise,
it is not you.

[dramatic music]

Between my mom,
Owen, and work,

I don't have the bandwidth
for anything else.

To worry about
anyone else's feelings.

- Hey, I'm not asking you to--
- Whoa, whoa, I'm sorry.

I can't do this right now.

Okay? I just--
I need some space.

♪

- Maggie.
- Yeah?

- I just want
to thank you again

for offering to rep Gaffney

at the residency fair
this morning.

Already have
several applications.

- That was fast.

- Only made it through

reviewing the first applicant.

But actually,

she mentioned in her email that

she spoke to you this morning?

- Do you remember her name?

- Um, Vanessa something.

- Right, Vanessa Taylor.

- Yeah, what was
your impression of her?

- Uh,

good candidate.

Top of her class,

already published in JAMA.

It'd be...

great to get her.

- Yeah, impressive.

I'll keep that in mind.
- Yeah.

Right.

- Nurse Sexton.

Uh, do you still want me
to reach out to Melinda?

The head of the nursing school
at Porter?

- Oh, right.
Um...

- And also, I'm sorry about
our misunderstanding earlier.

I'd be happy to make a call.

For you, hell, I'll even write
you a glowing recommendation.

- I appreciate that.

I'll let you know.
- Yeah, please do.

- Okay.
Goodnight.

- Night.

- Oh, Dean.
Quick question for you.

- Yeah, sure.

- Did they give you
a welcome packet

when you started?

- Uh, yeah, I think so.

- Admin is mandating

these little mental health
check-ins, you know,

for all ED personnel
during the pandemic.

- Yeah, sure.

- Quick, informal,
completely off the record.

The only thing they really care
about is that you show up, so,

uh, it'd be great if
we'd get that on the books.

- Sure, I'll check my calendar
and I'll call you tomorrow.

- Fantastic, thanks.
- Yeah, sure.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Hey, Nat.
Hey, you should know,

I just admitted Elaine Watkins.

Fever's worsening
and her white count's up.

So they're gonna operate
first thing in the morning.

- Too bad the NG tube
didn't do the trick

but surgery was the right call.

- Yeah, that was
Crockett's thinking too.

Well, goodnight.
- Night.

Oh, hey, um...

whatever happened
with security?

Was Earl able
to pull video for you?

- Dead-end, unfortunately.

They delete footage
every 72 hours.

- Mm, sorry to hear that.

Night.

- Thanks.

Almost forgot.

What was the name of
that trial patient you saw?

With the dry cough?

- Uh.
- I want to properly record it

in their trial folder.

Just trying to stay on top
of things moving forward.

- Huh, uh.

Shoot, I--I--pfft.

I cannot remember
off the top of my head.

I saw so many patients
last week.

- Yeah, of course.
- But you know what?

I can look into it tomorrow.

Right now, I have
to get home to Mom, so.

- I understand.
That'll work.

- Okay.

♪

- Dr. Choi,

you've got news.

- Jake's surgery went well.

[both sigh]

- Any complications?

- No, ma'am.

They were able
to reconstruct the vessel

without clipping
any small branches.

He's still waking up
but they expect him

to make a full recovery.

- How soon can he go home?

- Uh, will they keep him
a few nights or...

- Um, unfortunately,

he's not going home.

- What?
- Why not?

- While investigating
the accident,

the police uncovered why Jake

was out biking alone
in the dark.

His mom works an overnight
custodial shift across town.

Been leaving both kids
by themselves.

- Wow.
- PD notified DCFS

and they're on their way.

- Does the mother know?

- Not yet.

- I need you to hold off DCFS.

- Miss Goodwin--
- Dr. Choi, please.

Just do it.

[emotional music]

♪

Miss Miller,

I'm so glad that
Jake's surgery went well.

- I told you to leave me alone.

- I just came by to apologize
for my behavior earlier.

- Do I need to get security?
- Wait.

I know you left your children
alone last night.

♪

- You trying to say
this is my fault?

- I am not here to judge you.

- You think I want
to leave my kids alone?

I don't have a choice.

If I don't work,
they don't eat.

And I got no one to help me.
- I'm sorry.

You're in
an impossible situation

and I can't even imagine
the pressure.

♪

- I told Jake
to stay in the house

when I'm gone.
I never thought--

- You're doing
the best you can.

- Yeah, well,

I'm failing.

- You've got to give yourself
some grace.

Look, I had help,

but being a working mother

was still really very hard.

I came by to offer you

a day shift on
the hospital's custodial staff.

If you want.

I know it's not much,

but at least you'd have
the peace of mind

of knowing that
your children are safe

and in school
while you're at work.

- You'd really do that?

- Please, let me.

♪

- Thank you.

- Mom.

- [sniffles]
Honey?

I'm here.

I'm right here.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]