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- Previously on
"New Amsterdam"...

- Why'd you tell everyone
we were a couple?

- Yeah, okay, look...
- We agreed

you were going to treat
me like everyone else.

- As your newly minted
psych residency director,

you will be on this
ward with real patients,

and you will have me in
supervision as your teacher.

- You and your girl
work things out?

- We did, but still
figuring out some details.

- You want someone to
replace Dr. Sharpe.

Something tells me Dr. Sharpe
is not replaceable.

Don't let her go.

- Did you find my replacement?
- I'm going with you.

- Oh, God, I forgot to
ask what Brantley said

when you told her
that you were leaving.

- Brantley? I'm
sorry, who's Brantley?

I'm not familiar.
- Aw, Max.

- I'm gonna tell her. I'm
gonna tell her, I just...

I'm just trying to have my
replacement all lined up,

because I don't want to give
her a full-blown heart attack.

- Oh, wow.

Sparing Brantley's
heart palpitations

have never been a top
priority for you before.

- Better late than never?

- Okay.

And what about
Luna's grandparents?

Do they know?

- I'm working on it.

- We leave in six weeks.

- Okay, Helen, come here,
come here, come here.

I am gonna tell them, okay?

I'm gonna tell everyone.
I'm gonna tell strangers.

Maybe even tomorrow,
but not tonight.

Because tonight, all I want...

is dim sum...

in bed...

with you.

- You are going
to get dim sum...

- Really?
- And then some...

- Ooh.

- Once you tell everyone.
- Oh, I see.

Bye.
- Have a good day.

- Hear ye!

It is that time of
year again, folks.

It is the Harvest Festival
tonight at the rooftop garden.

Please join me for free drinks.

The broccoli is coming in hot.

Oh, yeah, she just
turned it down flat.

Casey, have you ever seen
such ripe, tender heads

pressed up against
one another like that?

- What?
- The thing, man, tonight.

You coming?

- Yo, if I give you some
of the best gossip ever,

can I skip it?

- No.
- Come on!

Damn it, I gotta tell somebody.

It's just too good.

I just saw Max and
Helen totally making out

over by the ambulance bay.

- But no, they're...
Yeah, they're friends.

They're good friends.
- Yeah, that were suckin' face.

- They're overly
physical communicators.

They talk with their hands.
- Are you telling me

that you had never any idea
what was going on between them?

- Casey, although it is
a blessing and a curse,

behavioral analysis is
my superpower, okay?

If there was ever any
romantic inclination

between Max and Helen,

I'd have been the
first to suss is out.

- Okay? Now just shush.

Come tonight. Eat broccoli.

- I...

- Thanks for the
lift, best boss ever.

- Yeah, well, don't
thank me just yet.

Uh, Iggy is having his
weird harvest thing tonight,

and as your awful girlfriend,

I am forcing you
to be my plus-one.

- Sounds great!
- Does it though?

- Good morning, Dr. Malvo.

- Morning, Dr. Reynolds.

What's with the smile?

- Oh, I guess my 6:00
a.m. spinal fusion surgery

has got me really, really happy.

- Ah, well, that
would sound strange,

but suddenly I find
myself very excited

about my... pelvic laparoscopy.

- Mm.

- Assuming you'll walk with me.

- I passed my elevator
about 30 seconds ago.

- I'll try to keep
you entertained.

- Well, you set the bar
really high last night.

- You more than cleared it.

I have a few hours after work,

and maybe if you're
free, we can...

- You just can't
get enough, can you?

What's up?

- I'm late for my surgery.

- Yo, what'd I say?

- It's unclear if you know this,

but I am actually a
very busy surgeon.

- Well, I have a
job offer for you.

- But I already said no.
- Not to the job

I'm about to offer,
and spoiler alert,

it is the best job
that we've got.

- What's better than
the chair of oncology?

- Medical director
of New Amsterdam.

- Uh!

No.

- No.
- No?

- And, had I known this is
why you wanted to meet again,

I would have saved
you the trouble.

- Um, maybe you're...
Maybe you're in shock

at being offered the
very prestigious position

of medical director

at America's first
public hospital?

- Dr. Luke to neonatal.
Dr. Luke to neonatal.

- Nah, I feel pretty
levelheaded about it.

- Would you... would
you tell me why?

Because I killed for this
job. I mean, I love this job.

This is the greatest
job in the entire world.

- Catastrophic emergency, Max!

- That's your answer,
in a nutshell.

- Makes sense.

Okay, would you do me
a professional courtesy

and just think about it

and take the day and
get back to me maybe?

Maybe?
- Max!

- Okay! Go.

- Yes?
- Go, go. I'll think about it.

- Thank you.

- What was that about?
- Uh, I'm not sure.

- Oh, Max, why didn't
you just tell me?

- Oh. Um, I don't know.

I was just looking for
the right time, and, uh...

- It's our ICU, Max.
If it's understaffed,

I need to know before
something like this happens.

- Right. You're
talking about our ICU.

Totally makes sense.
I completely agree.

We are understaffed.

We should have five
attendings per shift.

We're barely
getting by with two.

- And now those two,
Dr. Perez and Dr. Agata,

are down with food poisoning.
- Oh.

- And there's no
backup, no one to cover.

- So you're saying no
one's running our ICU?

This is why I keep telling you
we need more doctors, Karen.

COVID burnout is real.

- You'd think they
have more sense of duty

to this hospital
than to just leave.

- Well, it's not just about
sense of duty to the hospital.

I mean, these people
face all kinds of stress

for this hospital; they've had
to question every priority,

every value they've ever had.

Not to mention, some of
'em fell in love, you know.

Finally put love first for once

instead of denying it for so...

well, maybe, I don't know.

Uh, we need doctors.
That's what I'm saying.

- Triage nurse to the ER...

- We have 22 patients,
two transfers on the way,

at least nine procedures
piling up on the to-do list...

Oh, right, and no doctors.
- Then shut it down.

Send these patients
to other hospitals.

- No. They're too sick.

Some of them won't
even survive transport.

- Can't we farm them out to
other areas of the hospital?

- No, they need the specialized
care they can only get here.

If this ICU fails, the
whole hospital goes down.

We gotta make this work.

- How? Who's gonna take over?

- I will.

.

- Somebody help us over here.
- What happened?

- We were out fishing to
celebrate his retirement.

- Bluefish, stripers, some tuna.

- Terry, they don't give
a damn about the fish.

- You never know
what's important.

- We go every year.
- We get all set up.

Nice new hooks and everything...
- Terry, for the love of God.

- And when we got to the
dock, all of a sudden

Joe just stops talking.

- Okay.
- Which is alarming,

because Joe never
shuts up, like, never.

It's like the man
gets paid by the word.

No offense, buddy.
- He's gonna be okay, right?

- Hey, Joe, do me a favor.
Can you lift your right arm?

- Is it numb? Is it tingly?

- Yeah, it looks like
he's having a stroke.

Let's get him a CT scan.

- Do you sell what you steal?

- No.
- So why steal at all?

- I don't know.

The things I take, I
don't even want 'em.

It's crazy, but in my
head, it's not stealing.

- But Kevin,
where's the empathy?

You are stealing.

Imagine if it were
someone you loved.

What if you stole from your dad?

- All right, I'm gonna
pause you right there.

Uh, Miguel, amazing.

Great job bringing Klepto
Kevin to life, man, killin' it.

- Oh, gosh, it's
such a great role.

- You were born to
play it, clearly.

Chitto, I'm sorry I
cut you off back there,

but there was a
big-time tactical error

that we need to talk about.

- But he was opening up.
- No, yeah, I realize that.

But try not to focus
on what he was saying,

more on how he was saying it...

His voice, his
demeanor, his tears.

Does all that suggest
a lack of empathy?

- Crap. No.

- Yeah. Also, in
last week's reading,

we hit on the common parental
archetypes of kleptomaniacs,

and the big one was...

- Withholding parents.
- Exactly, withholding parents.

So When you're
withholding empathy

and shaming him for his
dad, in Kevin's mind,

guess who you are?

His dad. Okay?

Good luck building
that trust back.

This is... This is
transference 101, yeah?

Okay.

Oh. All right, guys, come on.

Let's lose the long faces.

Getting adjustments is good,

as long as take
what you learn here

and you apply it to
your real-life patients.

All right? That
goes for everybody.

So why don't we move
past these, um...

these rookie mistakes
and, uh, crush one?

Miguel, ready to drop
in, find your center?

Chitto?

Take two. Go.

- Kevin, I think...

- Okay, I'm gonna
jump in right here.

- Have you considered...
- No, not... not quite.

No! Oh, no! Mamma mia, no.

That was definitely...
a choice.

Guys, guys, come on. Listen.

Listen to one another.

No, no, no, no, no.

Definitely not that.

Cut! Nope, change tact.

Mm, no, okay, that's
it. That's it.

That's enough. Stop.

- Any notes for me?
- No, Miguel.

You're perfection.

- Heart attack during a
symphony concert last night.

- And this bruise?
- Oh, I fell out of my chair

when the chest pain hit.

Oboist screamed.
- Oh.

And people say
symphonies are dull.

- She's had several waves
of chest pain overnight.

Should I increase
her IV nitro drip?

- Uh, yes, let's do that.

- Okay. Will do, Dr. Goodwin.

- I may be out of practice.
- Oh, you?

No.

- I bring platelets.
- Great, thank you.

Today is gonna be kind of a day.

- I heard. And Wilder,
did she say yes?

- Uh, she said no, quite
a few times, actually.

But I did...
- Dr. Goodwin.

- Sort of convince her
to, um, think about it.

- We still have 19
patients left on rounds.

Platelets are for Bay Five.

- Cop... copy.

So I hear you got into a
nasty fight with a mountain.

- Must have fallen, I
don't know, 60 feet.

- Oh, my God, how terrifying.

- My partner and I, we've
been climbing together

such a long time.

Do you know, is he here?

- Um, I haven't seen him.

He may have been taken
to another hospital.

- Could you find out? His
name's Garrett Turner.

He got it way worse than me.
- Of course.

- Uh, Helen, two
more just rolled in,

and I got an acute
leukemic in Bay Six.

Can you take a look?
- Max, why didn't you pull in

some help from
another department?

- Uh, which one? They're
all understaffed.

If I can keep us
afloat long enough

for Perez and
Agata to recover...

- Max, that was
me saying I'm in.

I'm staying.

- I would kiss you, but...

- I need to talk to someone.
- Oh, I know.

Me too. It's
amazing, isn't it?

- What is?
- Max and Helen.

I mean, finally.

All that sexual tension
just brewing for years.

- Wait, weren't they
already a thing?

- Are you kidding? No.

But Casey said they
definitely are now, so.

- Okay, great. Well,
they're two adults.

Nothing's standing in their way.

It's no big deal.

- How do you enjoy
any movie ever?

- Okay, look, the,
uh, woman I'm seeing,

I said I was excited to see her,

and all of a sudden
she just froze me out.

Like, I don't even
know what I said.

- Mm, I'm gonna stop
you right there.

I'm gonna save you some time.

The thing about women is they
just want to hear two words.

"I'm sorry." That's it.

It's a silver bullet
to any argument.

I actually could have
saved myself three hours

of processing last night if
I followed my own advice.

- Dr. Bloom, Casey needs you.

- O2 sat's dropping.

- CT scan?
- Negative.

Isn't a stroke, and
he's crashing fast.

- Okay, we're back
to square one.

I need more information.
Give me some history.

Nothing happened out
there on the boat?

- No, nothing.

- Well, how's he been feeling?
Has he been sick recently?

- He's had some back pain,
but that's all of us.

We work in construction.
- Yeah, if you're collecting

a paycheck, you're in pain.

- What else? Think!

- I mean, he had the flu
or something last month.

Is that what you mean?
- Yeah, yeah, he even

called out sick, stayed
home a couple days.

- Yeah, and that's not like Joe.

- Post-viral myocarditis?
- Worse.

Given the arm numbness,

post-viral
Guillain-Barré syndrome.

His whole nervous
system is shutting down.

- Carla has V-fib.
- Pulseless VT.

- Epi.

Let's start chest compressions.

- Come on, Carla.

- I need help over here!

Hello?

- We're losing him!

- Anyone?

.

- Clear.

- Clear.

I got a pulse.

- No pulse. Going again.

Clear.

- He's back.

- She's back.
- Carla, are you with me?

- I think so.
- Good.

- What the hell, Max?

- We're getting through it.
- This isn't short-staffed.

This is not staffed.
- I know.

What do you want me to do?
I'm not gonna close our doors.

- You need to ask for more help.

- Who? Whose help am
I supposed to ask...

- My help.

You should have
asked for my help.

- Well, I wanted to, but
what about your residents?

- They're fine. They
got Walsh and an iPad.

I'm staying here with you.

- Sleep with the boss,
ride to work in a limo.

Girl, give me that gig.

- Yeah, how late you
think she got to sleep in?

- Must be nice is
all I'm saying.

- It's more of a
town car than a limo.

- Hey, it isn't personal.

- Then what is it?

- Just be aware of
your privilege, okay?

- Privilege?
I'm not privileged.

Six months ago I was
living in my car.

- Well, you've
come a long way, baby.

- That iPad with all the
emergency medicine textbooks

downloaded on it,

we share one of those
between the three of us,

so we have to study in shifts.

- Yeah, and we share a cruddy
studio in Morris Heights,

three buses away.

You know, we have to
wake up at 4:00 a.m.

just to get here on time.

- That the Littmann 3M?

I can barely hear a
jackhammer with this thing,

let alone a heart murmur.

But it's all I got.

So just know, from
where we're standing...

You're looking
pretty privileged to us.

- I want to get it even more.

Tell me what it's about.

Own your feelings.

There's a pressure
inside of me, and, uh...

When I see something
that I can take,

it just builds and builds.

- Man, that sounds really hard.
- Pause.

Why did you interrupt me?

- I was being empathetic.
That's what you told me to do.

- Your impulse is correct;
the timing is bad.

I'm in the room with you.
I can read these decisions.

Okay?

All right, so why don't
we explore that pressure

that Kevin mentioned?

How does that make him feel?

You don't know,
because you cut him off

before he could
finish telling you.

If you had let him finish,
he would have told you

that it makes him feel like
he wants to hurt himself.

If you cut him off, if you...

If you slam that
window of honesty,

that could be it, that
could be his life.

Got it?

Okay. Good.

If a patient is trying
to share with you,

listen.

Okay?
- Yeah.

- Good. Drop back in.

Here we go.

So there's a pressure, builds
and builds inside of me,

and if... I feel like
if I don't take it,

something awful is
going to happen.

- You know, it sounds
like this is rooted

in conflict with your father.

- No; way, way, way too
soon to drop the dad bomb.

That came out of
left field. That's...

You can't... you can't have a
patient's epiphany for them.

Your job is to gently
guide them to it.

You got it?

- No, I don't got it.

- Okay.

- I have been working
with patients for months.

I've helped people.

And real patients let me talk
for more than five seconds.

- Okay. I can see
that I've upset you.

I know this is
hard. All right?

But believe me when I tell
you it is so much better

to be stopped before you
make the huge mistake.

All right? That
goes for everyone.

That's all of
you. Not just you.

And based on what I've seen
in here today, from now on,

I'm gonna be sitting in on
all of your actual sessions.

And if you're going
down a dangerous path,

I will jump in. I'll
be there. All right?

Now, I know that seems
like a lot, because,

quite frankly, it is.

And I promise you guys,
one of these days,

you will thank me for it.

Okay? Why don't
you take a break.

Next resident, please.

Come on, next resident.
Don't be scared.

Come on in.

Uh, where are all my residents?

- They walked out.

- Hey.

Look, I know you're mad,

but I just want
to say I'm sorry.

I really... I really am.

- You're sorry?
- Yeah.

- For what, exactly?

- I am sorry for earlier.

- Earlier?

- Like, when I said that
you couldn't get enough,

I wasn't implying that you
were, like, a nymphomaniac,

or that your husband
couldn't get the job done.

- This has nothing to do
with my husband or sex.

You treated this like
I'm committing adultery.

- Right, and I did not want
to make you feel that way.

- Good.

- Good.

Although...

it is adultery, isn't it?

- That's what you think this is?

- I mean, well, you are married

and also sleeping with me.

- Openly.

- It doesn't change the
fact that I'm the other guy.

- Of course it does.

I'm not screwing you behind
my husband's back, Floyd.

I'm in a relationship with you.

At least I thought I was.

- Hypertensive patient
going down fast.

- Uh, yeah.

Hey Carla, how you feeling?

- "Flight of the Bumblebee"?
- That's right.

Reminds me of you, running
around here nonstop.

- Yeah, I hear that one's
a nightmare for orchestras.

- Oh, yeah. It's a beast.

But I can play it in my sleep.

- Bet you can.

I'm gonna start you
on diltiazem drip

to level out your AFib, okay?

- Yeah, it goes
all over the scale

and never lands anywhere.

All that Sturm und
Drang for nothing.

- Hypotensive patient, Bay Four.

Triple A about to blow.
- Carla, I promise you,

this is not for nothing.

- Ah!

- Already on it.
- Ah, my leg.

- Okay, swelling
and bleeding are up.

- Oh, it hurts, doc.

- The platelets we gave
you to clot your blood

have made things worse;
we need to reverse course

and give you blood
thinners instead.

- I'm bleeding and you
want to give me something

that's gonna make me bleed more?

- It sounds backwards,
but it works.

- And if it doesn't?

- Dr. Sharpe, your
leukemic patient's febrile.

- Be right there.
I'll be right back.

Victoria?

- Have you seen any nurses?

I'm looking for my Triple A...
- Yep, Bay Four.

- Transfer from the
seventh floor, GI bleed.

Tachy and hypotensive.
- Uh, I'll take it.

Hey, how's life?
Triple A in Bay Four.

Let's go to Six.
- On my way.

- Transfer from the
ED. Pneumonia on BiPAP.

Heading for a tube fast.

- I've got this one.
- What are you doing?

- Triple A in Bay Four!

Gonna need an intubation
kit and a vent, stat!

- You gonna take the new admit?
- I'm surgery.

- Who's
got the new admit?

- He's got V-tach. All right.

Young man, can you speak to me?
- Yes, yes.

- Is ICU down?

- Okay, I've got this.
Just take the Triple A

in Bay Four, and
tell Flores she's up.

- Since when do
you work the ICU?

- Since there's no one else.

.

- I don't get it, Gladys.

I just don't get it.

That's not true.
I do, I get it.

I get...

nobody likes having their
mistakes pointed out, you know.

But to just get up and leave?

They just left!
They fell short!

I mean, I'm doing my job.

It is literally my
job to correct them.

- Oh, bullpucky!

- That's a little...
harsh and old-fashioned.

- Your job isn't
correcting them.

It's to help them
become better doctors.

And since every last one of
your residents left today

wanting to throw
out their career

or throw you out a window,
what's more likely?

That you got a
room full of dunces

or that the person
falling short today...

is you?

- Mm.

All right. I hear you.

I guess that maybe I am
falling a little bit short

of everyone's expectations.

Including my own.

But that doesn't change the
fact that these are doctors.

They're treating real
people with real issues,

and I can't just
risk them failing.

- But Iggy, they will fail.

I mean, when you were
starting out, didn't you?

- Dr. Sharpe.

- What are you doing out of bed?

Your ruptured spleen
could blow any minute!

- Did you hear anything about
Garrett, my climbing partner?

- He's at Baptist. I
don't know anything else.

I'm waiting for a call
back from his doctors.

Now, come on. Come on.

- We were rappelling.
- Mm-hmm.

- We were tied on to opposite
ends of the same rope.

Going too fast, overconfident.

I got snagged.

I came off the line.

Garrett fell. I...

I hit a ledge, but...

he just kept going.

He just fell such a long way.

I just need to know.

- I'll call them again.

- Okay.

- I won't be using
these anymore,

and I will be taking the bus
to work from this point on.

- Okay, so I guess you'll be
finishing your residency never?

- You have given me access
to wonderful things,

things I've never
had before, but I...

And I like them, I do.
I really, really do.

- I feel like there's
a "but" coming.

- But I'm becoming like
a different person,

a person with privilege.

- Bay Eight, Bay Eight.

How do you think half the
people here got ahead,

myself included?

Yes, I am a super sweet...
Hey, wait, wait, wait.

Take this, take this.

Yes, I am a super sweet doctor

with a super sweet
bedside manner,

but easy access to textbooks,
top-notch equipment,

a good night's sleep...
Those things make you better.

Not a single one of those
residents would give up

those things if they had
them, so why should you?

- I've always scraped by,

done the best I could
with what little I had.

Now all these fancy things...

you...

make me feel like that's
the reason I'm successful,

like I didn't earn it.

- ER physician to 3, stat.

ER physician to 3, stat.
- It's Joe.

- Heart rate's slowing.

- It's not GBS.
What am I missing?

- Symptoms?
- Back pain, ocular ptosis,

aphasia, respiratory failure,
arm weakness, now bradycardia.

- Descending paralysis?

- He was out on the
boat with his buddies.

Bring me everything he
had out on the water.

Hurry.

- Why are you still here?

- Because where the
hell is everyone else?

- Also a very good
question. What you got?

- Persistent V-tach.
- Carotid pulse is good.

- Yeah, but I don't
have a radial pulse.

- Let's check for bleeds.

- Clavicle's out of alignment.

- Oh, the seat belt must
have dislocated his clavicle,

pushed it into his shoulder,
and now it's blocking

the brachial artery, which is
irritating the left atrium.

- Okay, yep.

Okay, I'm gonna sit you
up here, Ferris, okay?

I know, I know. All right.
You're gonna feel a tug.

- Okay.

Both: One, two...

- Let this go.
- Whoa.

Thank you.
- All right.

- You all right?

- Clavicle's back in place.
- Pulse is good.

- All right, cool. Yeah,
go, I got it from here.

- Oh, yes. Yes!

This is amazing, because you
wouldn't be here in person

if the answer was...

- No.
- No.

- Really?

- I wanted to tell
you in person.

The answer is still no.

- No. Uh...

Listen.

Um...

- My brother, Adam,
my younger brother,

he's a paranoid schizophrenic.

He's been in and out of
facilities most of his life.

But since the pandemic,
he's been living with me.

It's changed us for the better.

He is my priority now,

not my work.

New Amsterdam deserves
a medical director

who's gonna put
the hospital first.

- Nurse Foster,
please dial 819...

- Speaking of.

- It's Carla, BP bottomed out.
- Up the Levophed.

- Maxed out.
- Dobutamine?

- All the pressers
are maxed out.

We have no room to move.

- Okay, then, um...

then we do an
intra-aortic balloon pump.

- That takes the entire ICU
staff in the best of times.

Does this look like
the best of times?

- We're doing an
intra-aortic balloon pump.

- Max, you should
have closed the ICU

and transferred Carla hours ago.

Now it's too late.

.

- You can't put in a
balloon pump alone.

- Carla can't live with a
blood pressure of 60/40.

She needs helping; I'm helping.

I don't know how to
do anything else.

- All right, well, if
we're gonna do this,

she needs to be
maximally oxygenated.

- Thank you.
- I need you.

Intra-aortic balloon.
- Here?

- Yes.

- You'll need
ultrasound guidance.

IABP.
- Right now?

- Yep.

- Where's the rest of the team?

- What you see is what you get.

- That isn't enough access.

Ventricular assist.

- Prepping an arterial cutdown.

- Sliding in the trocar, and
now threading in the balloon.

All right. Here we go.

Advancing. Steadily.

Easy. Gentle.

A little further.
How's placement?

- South of the
subclavian artery.

- North of superior mesenteric.

- Floyd?

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

- Ah, come on,
you can do better.

- Now we're talking.

- What are you all doing here?

- Don't worry, gonna have
you playing your flute again

in no time.

But...

not "Flight of the Bumblebee."

- How long have
you felt like this?

- Always.

My sister thinks I'm the
one that has it together.

My sister is so brave.

She's so free.

I envy her,

and I hate what that does to us.

What should I do?

- Well...

What if you're the one
who has it together?

- Joe, how often do
you change the leaves?

- What? It's got to steep. I
let it sit there a few days.

- That's how you got botulism.
- Botulism?

- What?
- Yep.

The bacteria was
growing in your thermos

in these chamomile leaves.

- Oh! Wait, wait, wait, wait,

Joe almost died
from chamomile tea?

- That's a pretty
rough obituary, man.

- I mean, chamomile?

- Yeah, they got it on
tap at my yoga place.

- Yoga? Joe.

Who hurt you?

- It's called self-care, Terry.

Doc, tell him.

- Yoga is great. He's right.

You should all give it a try.
- Yeah.

Can any of you big lugs bend
down and touch your toes?

I didn't think so.

- I wrote my resignation
letter over the weekend.

This past year's just...
just been too much.

Too much grief,
too much suffering.

I never felt like I
could do enough up here.

Today was supposed
to be my last day.

- I get it.

I'm just sorry it was like this.

- I'm not.

You, the other docs,
your friends, man,

pitching in, holding
things together...

I mean...

for the first time
in a long time,

I felt like we
weren't alone here.

- So... you're thinking maybe...

maybe...

- Eh, I'll stick around.

- Thank God.

I can't fill another empty spot

because my list is too
long and you're too good.

- So I've been thinking
about what you said earlier.

- You have?
- Yep.

Not a chance.

I am not gonna let you give
up all the important things

that you need to get ahead.

- But...
- Because...

I'm gonna give them
to all the residents.

New iPads, new
equipment, all of it.

Everyone deserves a
level playing field.

- You're gonna pay for
that? For everyone?

- No. You are.

Because you are gonna
start paying rent.

So you don't think for a
second that you don't deserve

all the wonderful
things that you have.

- Not for a second.

- Iggy just described
this year's harvest

to Brantley as "buxom."

And this time, I know
what I'm apologizing for.

I made this about sex...

Because I thought that's
all I was allowed to have.

But it's killing me
because I do want more.

I want something real. I...

I want to hear stories
about people I don't know

and will never meet.

I want to walk out of
terrible plays with you

and laugh... for years.

I want all of you.

And if I can't
have that, then...

- We can have all that.

- Yeah?

- Just...

- Not here.

- Then let's take a walk.
See where we end up.

- Wrong roof.

Guess you already knew that.

My patient's climbing partner,

Garrett Turner...

He didn't make it.

- They were out on this
massive rock face together,

tethered...

but they...

they just got out of
balance with each other.

Look, I know that I didn't
ask you to come to London.

That was your choice,
and I am really excited

that you're making
this move with me.

But it's like we're
tethered together

and we're climbing
the same mountain

and we're on the same rope.

And I...

I actually don't know
if I trust you...

Like, to... to be my partner.

You're not preparing to leave.
You're not even telling anyone.

And because we are in
this together, I, um...

I fear that you...

you're gonna take
me down with you.

- We should go.

They're waiting.

- Well, well, well,

look who decided to
show up together, huh?

- So apparently today is the day

when I get everything wrong.

- Y'all do make a cute couple.

- Yeah, but what's
your, like, couple name?

Uh, Helmax? Goodsharpe?

- I can't believe I
actually care about this.

- This is amazing.

We have a little
announcement to make.

- Speech, speech, speech!

- Just say it already!

- You guys aren't
making this any easier.

Dr. Sharpe...

Dr. Sharpe and I are leaving.

We're leaving New Amsterdam
and we're moving to London.

Karen. It's so nice
to hear from you.

I'm a little busy at the moment.

Can I call you back?

New Amsterdam?

Well, I'll have
to think about it.