All language subtitles for Chicago Med 7x15 - Things Meant to Be Bent Not Broken (English)

You're on my team, that's all.

It's better this way.

Not the way I see it.

She's been you therapist
for years, what happened?

I thought what I missed was the work.

Maybe what I really miss is you.

Exposing the abuse of
the Vas-COM was brave.

The Vas-COM business,
playing nice with the enemy,

it sucked, but I needed
to protect patients.

Turns out whistleblowers
are entitled to a reward.

How about that?

Wait, so Vasik settled with the Feds?

Well, there's still some
state and criminal cases

going forward, but from our position...

It's over, Will.

But as whistleblowers,

you and Ms. Goodwin are entitled

to a percentage of the settlement.

What are we... What
are we talking about?

You've each been awarded $1.2 million.

1.2?

Oh...

What does that even mean?

I know it's a lot to take in,

but news like this is
a great opportunity

for you and the hospital.

Sharon Goodwin's volunteered
to gift her entire settlement

to Gaffney's charitable foundation.

Insisted, really.

Now, there's no pressure,
but I'm putting together

a little press event
for the end of the day

to officially announce the donation,

and it'd be even more impactful
if you were a part of it.

As Mrs. Goodwin said,
she didn't do it for the money.

I'm sure the same is true for you.

I-I didn't even know there'd be money.

You know, you'd really be sending

a very strong message to
your colleagues, Will.

- Right.
- So what do you say?

Can we take that as a "yes"?

It's feeling like a "yes".

Okay.

You're doing the right thing.

Truly... thank you.

Yeah.

All right.

Dr. Scott? Baghdad.

30-something female.
Truck hit a patch of black ice.

Clipped her motorcycle.

Vitals stable the whole time,
but positive LOC.

GCS 14.

Helmet was cracked but cleared
her C-spine in the field.

- Got it for you right here.
- Got a name?

Not that we could get out of her;

she's intermittently responsive.

On my count... one, two, three.

Get her up on the monitors.

You're gonna be okay, all right?

I'm Dr. Scott. What's your name?

Right side is clear.

Left side's a bit muffled, but...

Bilateral, best I can tell.

Looks like there's a deformity

in the left shoulder,
possible dislocation.

Let's get a chest X-ray.

Hey, hon?

- I'm gonna take your bag, okay?
- No.

We can't take a picture
of what's going on

with you clutching it like that.

I promise we'll take good
care of it, all right?

- No.
- It's okay.

See if Maggie can get any ID,
maybe an emergency contact.

Yeah.

X-ray clear.

There's a small
pneumothorax on the left,

but that left shoulder
is definitely dislocated.

Let's pop it back in
and send her down to CT

for a pan scan, all right?

Four of morphine, two of Versed.

All right, now,
we're gonna relocate your shoulder.

It's gonna hurt for a few seconds,

but it'll be over before you know it.

It's back in.

Let's get her another X-ray
and get her over to CAT scan.

You did great.

- Hey, Mags, you found an ID yet?
- Mm-hmm.

Milena Jovanovic. 28 years old.

Touch what's in the bag yet?

No, why?

What are you doing? We
already have her ID.

Maggie...

I think our girl Milena
might be a drug dealer.

- Synced and corrected by synk -
- www.addic7ed.com -

Abby Carpenter? I'm Dr. Vanessa Taylor.

What brings you in today?

Mites. I've been infested.
I can't stop itching.

Okay, can you remove your
suit so I can take a look

at what we're talking about?

It's been over a year now.

I've tried everything,
but they won't stop biting.

Oh, you shaved your head...

Yeah, I... I had to,
they were multiplying.

And it's been getting worse.

I think they've started
laying eggs beneath my skin.

You definitely did the right
thing by coming in today.

Your skin is definitely infected.

But, uh, I'm not seeing any mites.

Yeah, they're so small

they're invisible to the naked eye.

Here.

I found this larva last night.

Thanks, I'll have the lab check it out.

Let's start a line,
hang a liter of saline

and give her 600mg of
clindamycin IV, okay?

- Okay.
- What's that for?

It's an antibiotic.

I'm afraid you might be septic,

so it's just to be on the safe side.

Okay, fine, but you need to give me

something to get rid of the mites.

I'll do the best I can.

- I'll be back.
- Okay.

Have the lab take a look at this.

And lets grab a CBC, BMP, blood glucose,

and a tox screen.

And, uh, lets page Dr. Charles.

Yeah.

What are you thinking?

Probably heroin.

Quarter key, straight off the brick...

Still compressed,
hasn't been cut with anything,

but impossible to tell without testing.

- What do we know about Milena?
- Nothing.

I tried to pull up her medical records,

but there was no history.

It's like she's a ghost.

- I'ma call my sister.
- No, you can't do that.

I can't ignore this.

By law, you shouldn't
have kept digging around

in her bag after we ID'd her.

I don't know, Dylan.

It feels like you're mixed
up and you don't know

what uniform you're wearing.

All right, all right. I'll stand down.

Okay, but let's not be

in a rush to give this back just yet.

Everything okay?

I'm fine.

I mean, not really, but
sorry to bother you.

Not a bother.

I'm Dr. Halstead,
let me know if you need anything...

Deep breaths.

In through your nose,
out through your mouth.

Okay, I'm gonna examine your belly,
all right?

I thought at first,
they were just wedding jitters,

but those don't usually land
you in the hospital, I assume.

Not typically; has anyone seen you yet?

Dr. Archer said it's a
bowel dilation caused

by some kind of infection?

Diverticulitis...
antibiotics should clear that up.

Okay.

When's the wedding?

Next weekend.

I wanted to do it in City Hall,

but Adam insisted on something grander.

Now it's up to 500 guests,
and my mother-in-law

booked the entire Shedd
Aquarium for the night.

Very generous of her.

Yeah, well, that's Janice for you.

Everything's gotta be perfect.

She's going to blow a
fuse when she finds out

I'll be walking down
the aisle with her son

with an ostomy bag under my dress.

Dr. Archer's recommending surgery?

He said it's the only option I had.

So you just signed it over?

The whole enchilada?

What are doing... Trying to fast-track

your application to sainthood?

You're crazy.

Please, people are
making too much of it.

I want to hear about you.
What's going on with Lonnie?

Well, as you know,
the State Psychiatry Board

frowns on therapists having
any kind of romantic relations

with their patients, and viceversa,

for at least a year
after their last session,

and it's only been ten months,
so, not a whole lot.

That's soon enough. What happens now?

It's actually kinda weird, right?

It's awkward, I... Last time I saw her,

I put something out there,

and I haven't heard anything back.

It'd been like a week.

Well, keep me in the
loop 'cause you know

I live vicariously through you.

- You know I will.
- Okay.

So patient in six, you're thinking

delusional parasitosis?

I found no evidence of parasites.

Tox screen and sed rate were negative.

All of her injuries appear
to be self-inflicted.

The lab did an analysis of the
mite larvae she brought in.

- It was a dried pea.
- Hmm.

So CT, MRI,

no signs of striatal
lesions or... or tumors.

Any history of mental illness?

No, not in her medical records,

but she's certainly
presenting as delusional now.

Look, I know it's not
my area of expertise,

but I'm just not sure
what else it could be.

Could very well be right,

but if she is in fact delusional,

probably gonna be hostile
to the idea of even

seeing a psychiatrist, so.

We've gotta tread carefully,

and might even need to improvise.

They're impossible to get rid of.

I've had to reupholster my car.

Twice.

I don't even bother
doing laundry anymore.

I just wear things once,
then throw them away.

Except for my suit, of course.

It sounds completely exhausting.

There's not even a word for it.

And you haven't been able to find

any medication that'll
give you any relief at all?

My dermatologists have tried them all.

Antihistamines, corticosteroids.

Was your lab able to identify
what kind of mite it is?

You know,
I think we're still working on that.

But you know, in the meantime,
I'd like to add another

more targeted drug to
help you with those bites.

- Would that be all right?
- Okay.

Okay, great.

Well, I will go find a
nurse to hang a dose,

and I'll be right back.

Your supervisor seems like a nice man.

Dr. Charles, yeah, he is.

So Abby, it says here
that you first noticed

the infestation a little
over 18 months ago.

Yeah.

Can you remember what else was going on

in your life at the time?

Like, uh... Like, what do you mean?

Like, were you having problems

in your relationships or your career?

Had you recently moved or relocated?

Are you suggesting that
this is all in my head?

No...

You don't think I know
how to read the signs?

I've gone through enough doctors to know

when they think I'm
crazy... I am not crazy!

How do I get myself discharged?

I want to go to another hospital.

What's going on? Is there a problem?

Yes, your underling here
is trying to convince me

that I'm crazy.

Really, Dr. Taylor?

Could you wait for me outside please?

Look, I'm not delusional.

I'm so sorry about that.

Look, I'm going to be supervising

your case going forward.

Will that be all right?

Good, now, let's see
if we can do something

about that fever, what do you say?

Okay.

Thank you very much, Dr. Taylor,

for playing along in there.

I have to say, you
were quite convincing.

Thank you.

It's strange, though, Abby wasn't always

so opposed to seeing a psychiatrist.

What do you mean?

Well, I was digging
deeper into her file,

and it says here she
used to see one regularly

for years, you know,
till the pandemic started.

Huh. Do we have their info?

It's a Dr. Lavine from
The Fischer Group?

- The Fischer Group?
- You know them?

Yeah, I am familiar with that practice.

It says Dr. Lavine has retired,

so maybe I can call
someone else from the group

to see if they can
discuss Abby's history?

You know what, I
actually have a colleague

over there, so why don't
you let me do that?

But... excellent work. Really good work.

- Hey, Dean?
- Mm-hmm?

- You got a second?
- Yeah, sure.

I hear that's all it took to sucker you

out of a million bucks.

I guess word travels fast.

Yeah, I gotta ask,
did they at least promise you

your own parking spot?

I didn't blow the whistle for money,

so donating was the right thing to do.

All right, if you say so.
So what do you need?

Your patient, Gretchen Cameron,

I saw you scheduled her for surgery.

Laparotomy is the plan.

Yeah, I took a look at her chart.

White count's 15 and trending down.

Antibiotics are working.

So it feels like we should
put a pause on the surgery,

try a nasogastric decompression
instead to reduce the dilation.

You reviewed my patient's chart?

She was upset.

And with her wedding next weekend,

I thought we could find
her an alternative.

Generous with your money and time.

An NG decompression with antibiotics

can bridge her to a
less invasive procedure.

We could safely delay it
until after her wedding,

and Gretchen wouldn't
need the ostomy bag.

None of that is guaranteed to
correct any of her problems,

and any more delay

will increase her chances
of getting septic.

Dean, I think you're
rushing the surgery...

I don't need an E.D. doctor
second guessing my decisions.

Surgeons and your need to cut...

Excuse me, excuse me.
What is going on here?

We're finishing up here...

Actually we're not quite
finished discussing

how to spare a patient
an aggressive surgery.

My patient.

And I'm just making
sure she doesn't feel

pressured into making a decision

she's uncomfortable with.

I see, but Dr. Halstead,

this is Dr. Archer's department,

and, most importantly, his patient.

I trust him to make the right call,

and I expect you to do the same.

Other than a small
pneumothorax in your chest,

all your scans look pretty good.

You'll probably have to keep your arm

in an immobilizer for a bit, though.

I'll get you another
X-ray in an hour or two.

The bag I was carrying, where is it?

We're keeping it behind
the nurses' station.

Yeah, well, I'd like it back please.

Ahh! Oh, God.

Yeah, It's probably
gonna pinch for a bit.

You know what, I can
up your pain meds...

No, I'm fine, just get me the bag.

Am I gonna have to call my lawyer?

Because I know my rights.

The Fourth Amendment prohibits
the search or seizure

of a person or their
property without a warrant

- or probable cause.
- All right, okay, all right.

Calm down, I'm not a cop.

Well, you could have fooled me.

Hey, Maggie, could we get Ms.
Jovanovic her bag, please?

Thanks. Here you go.

What?

You want some kind of reward?

I'll check in on you in a bit.

Who was that?

I don't know.

He says he's her cousin.

You see that tattoo on his neck?

Pretty sure that's Serbian mafia.

Hey, big day, Andre.

New heart and liver are on
their way here as we speak.

How you feeling?

- Ready.
- Good.

We're so excited.

Got you a little something.

You know I'm not 12 anymore.

Tradition is tradition.

So you guys know each other then?

Yes, Andre's familial
hypercholesteremia required

a liver transplant fifteen years ago.

- I was a resident.
- Oh.

Back when I thought these were cool.

So the hope was that Andre's
transplant would reverse

his early onset atherosclerosis,

but, as you know, livers
only last so long.

So as that went...

Yeah, it put him back in heart failure.

We still chitchatting in here?

Or are we ready to get things started?

Andre, Tanya, this is Dr. Morris.

He's gonna be handling

the cardiac portion of your surgery.

Now, this heart I've got for you,
it's a real beauty.

There's not going to be
any problems before I hand

the reins off to these two.

It's gonna be a good day.

Any questions for us?

Let's do this thing.

All right, see you in there.

So given Andre's previous transplant,

I'm thinking we start
with proximal, right?

Maybe, but we won't be able to visualize

what shape the vessels
are in until we're open.

Right.

Care to comment, Justin?

I just think it's cute

you've got a pet general surgeon.

Oh...

You got something to say to me?

Not particularly.

You know I'm happy to share the stage

with you, Pamela, but
this... this bogan?

I'm don't know what
he's doing in my O.R.

Well, Dr. Marcel is an
integral part of my team.

From your lips to God's ears.

Let's get this case moving.

- "Bogan"?
- No idea.

Come on, let's scrub in.

She's sleeping now,
and her fever has subsided.

- Oh, good.
- Mm-hmm.

Daniel.

Lonnie.

Dr. Richardson.

This is Dr. Taylor.

Dr. Richardson is my
colleague that I was

telling you about who
works at The Fischer Group.

Oh, nice to meet you.

Hello, doctor.

So I'm gonna bring Dr.
Richardson up to speed,

and maybe you could just give
us a shout when Abby wakes up?

- Yeah.
- Great... great, okay.

Right this way, please.

I distinctly remember you
being told to stay clear

of this case, and yet,
you told my patient to ask

for a nasogastric decompression.

She wanted to know her options.

So what, you just sign your big check

over to the hospital,
and that gives you carte blanche

to do whatever the hell you want?

If she doesn't want
to have the operation,

you can't force her to have it.

Well, no, but since it seems
you've made Ms. Cameron

your latest misguided crusade,

you can waste your time
with this procedure.

It's pretty clear what your preferred

course of action should be.

Get Abby to take an antipsychotic?

You break the delusion,
you cure the symptoms.

The trick is getting her
to take the medication.

If I even say the word antipsychotic,

she's gonna kick me out of the room.

Unless you never say the word.

Lead her to believe it's what,
an anti-parasitic?

Benevolent deception.

Ethically, it's justified
when four conditions are met.

One, Abby, due to her delusion,

cannot make an informed decision.

I think we can both agree on that.

Two, that harm would likely come to her

if the antipsychotic wasn't prescribed.

You know,
she was this close to becoming septic.

Three, she probably
wouldn't take medication

if presented as such.

Well, I mean, that's
certainly my belief.

And lastly,
that committing her involuntarily

to coerced treatment would
lead to even a worse result.

That one I think might have
to be a judgement call.

Nice to know I'm an
integral part of the team.

Morris doesn't get to
talk to you like that.

That's my job.

Right.

It's just, after what you
said last week about us...

I appreciate knowing you're
still in my corner, I guess.

Oh, well, don't get sentimental on me.

Like I said, as long as you
keep your personal feelings

in check,
you'll always have a place in my O.R.

Always.

Fair enough.

Good.

Dr. Scott?

Milena says she's leaving
against medical advice.

I really have to recommend
that you not leave just yet.

Thanks, Doc, but I got things to do.

OK, well, uh,
at least let me get another X-ray,

- just to make sure.
- She said she's leaving.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name.

Step out of the way.

- That's my name.
- Save it.

They can't do anything to stop us.

You all right?

Yeah.

Hey... hey! Milena?

Whoa! Are you okay?

Hey, hey, Milena,
can you take a breath for me?

It hurts... it hurts.

I'm not hearing good breath sounds.

Hey, can you help me get
her off the floor, man?

Doris!

Need to put her back on oxygen,

and I need another chest X-ray, stat!

Got it.

You okay? I know it feels weird.

How long is this gonna take?

My fianc� says he's on his way in.

I'd hate for him to see me like this.

Hard to say, but I'll
check back in shortly

to see how you're feeling, okay?

Okay.

Oh, hey, Mother Teresa,
they left something for you.

Thank you.

"With our eternal gratitude,
the Gaffney Board of Trustees."

Bet they popped at least a buck fifty

for this basket, huh?

Could you imagine what
you would have got

if you gave them two million?

Unfortunately, that small pneumothorax

we spotted earlier has
become not so small.

The lung on your left side is down 60%,

so gonna need to insert
a tube to re-expand it.

How long does that take?

The procedure itself?
Just a few minutes.

But we will need to keep you
at the hospital for a few days.

Why?

Because the tube needs
to be attached to suction

so your lungs can re-expand,
so they don't collapse again.

No, that's not going to work for me.

Look, you're not walking
out of here today.

I think you've already proved that.

I'm not staying, I just... I just need

a little bit more time
to catch my breath.

Fine, I'll check on you then.

Hey, where'd your cousin go?

He left.

Hey, that guy left with the drugs?

I didn't notice, sorry.

That's all right, that's my bad.

I should have called him in earlier.

You're gonna notify the police?

Yeah, a mobster just left
with what I'm pretty sure

is fifty grand in narcotics.

Somebody's gotta keep eyes on them.

I woke up with these on.
Was this Dr. Taylor's idea?

Uh, no, it was actually mine.

You know, you were scratching yourself,

and I just didn't want you to aggravate

your injuries any further,
I hope that was all right.

Oh, okay.

You know, I'm still so itchy.

Is it possible that they've
infested the linens too?

Boy, I hope not.

You want me to ask the nurses
to swap your linens out?

- Yes, please.
- Okay.

So look... so this pandemic,

it's just been hard on everybody.

Right, but... I don't know,

to be relentlessly
attacked by mites at a time

when you can't leave your own home.

I just can't imagine how isolating

this whole experience must have been.

- Yeah, it still is.
- Right.

So... so while you were sleeping,

I went online, and I
did a little research,

and I found a drug that
I'm pretty hopeful about.

That I think has a really good chance

of alleviating your symptoms for good.

What is it?

You know Abby,
I'm gonna ask you, if you can,

to trust me.

Do you think you could do that,
just for today?

Another lat pad?

Bleeding's heavy, can't see a thing.

More suction.

That's 12 units.
Blood bank's getting twitchy.

- Well, keep it coming, Marty.
- Get a move on, you bludger.

Not going to let you
ruin all my hard work

just because you can't
track down a little bleeder.

If you're not going to help,

keep the commentary to yourself.

Just page me when you're ready to close.

Okay, so what do we think?

High venous back pressure.

Maybe the intrahepatic cava clotted off.

Yeah, we'll have to take down
our caval anastomosis to check.

Okay, get Dr. Marcel a Fogerty cath.

Blood pressure just
dropped into the 80s.

- Heart rate's up to 120.
- All right.

Yeah, she's in septic shock.

Bolus a liter normal
saline and start her

- on a levophed drip.
- What's happening?

You're in septic shock.

The dilation's caused a
leak in your intestine.

Transportation!

Can't delay the inevitable any longer,
Gretchen.

I'm taking you to surgery.

- No.
- He has no choice.

Come on, let's go... come on.

Vessel's clear. No clots.

Damn, still bleeding. Marty?

Gave him another two units,
but I'm struggling to keep up.

Oh, come on, we're
missing something here.

What if it's in the chest?

Hey, what are you doing?

Any flow problems with
the inferior vena cava

in the chest would put back pressure

on the hepatic vessels here.

You see that anastomosis?
It's sewn too tight.

That would explain our problem.

There's no way it's strictured.

Dr. Morris doesn't make
mistakes like that.

We need to redo the anastomosis.

Hold on, that's crazy.

- Marty what's our temp?
- Getting cold, 35.

We're gonna lose Andre
if we don't act fast.

You can do the cardiac repair.

Absolutely not, you
can't touch CT's field.

This is our procedure.

Then you can get Morris in
here but I'm not sitting

on my hands while we wait.

All right? I'm gonna get moving now.

Let's get the perfusionist back in here,

and get me a Satinsky clamp, please.

Dr. Scott?

Do you mind coming with me for a second?

Thanks, Eddie.

Don't think we've ever met formally.

Lieutenant Regina Jeffords.

Yeah, I know who you are.

You work out of OCD... Narcotics.

You're Reggie's kid, right?

Used to work under him in
the 23rd once upon a time.

Before your day.

Yeah, I wasn't there very long.

Once a cop, always a cop, though, right?

I'm assuming this is about
the call I made to my sister?

There was a bag you
were concerned about,

did I hear that correctly?

You did.

And the woman who possessed it,

is she still under your care?

She is. Milena Jovanovic.

I believe she has ties
to the Serbian mob.

Is she okay?

Yeah, she looks like you'd
expect somebody to look

whose bike got clipped by a truck.

Forgive me if I'm asking
a stupid question,

but is it possible to
patch up Miss Jovanovic

enough to discharge her today?

She's still a bit unstable.

Maybe in a day or two,
I could hand her over.

OK, what if she's needed
on the street today?

What the hell is going on here, huh?

I put in a call my sister
to run something down,

and suddenly I got Narcotics brass

leaning on me to look the other way.

Hey, if it can't be
done, it can't be done.

You must be Gretchen's fianc�?

I'm Dr. Halstead.

Hi, Adam Cunningham.

This is my mother, Janice.

Hi.

Last I spoke with Gretchen,
she said you were

trying to keep her out of surgery.

That's right, we tried to.

Unfortunately, her infection progressed,

and surgery became necessary.

Oh, man.

Yeah, I'm very sorry.

Well, ask him about the ostomy bag.

Oh, yeah.

Gretchen mentioned she might need one.

I guess the question is...

I mean, will it fit under her clothes?

I mean, is this
something that, you know,

everybody's gonna see?

We won't really know until
she's out of surgery.

How about I go check and
see how things are going?

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

How is she?

Too early to say.

I asked you to stay away from this case.

I was trying to give her another option,

that's all she ever wanted.

She's not your patient, Dr. Halstead.

I know, I'm sorry,
I shouldn't have interfered.

Good.

But I gotta get something off my chest.

Okay?

- Your donation.
- What about it?

You kinda screwed me, Ms. Goodwin.

Excuse me?

Now how's it gonna look if
I don't do the same thing?

Listen,
I donated my portion of the settlement

because it was the right choice for me.

If it's not the right choice for you...

I can't ask for the money back now.

I'm in a no-win situation here.

I got into this to
right a wrong, for sure.

But I'm not exactly financially set.

Okay, I'm drowning in debt,

and I just gave away my life raft.

All right, I understand,
but you can't let

your personal issues affect you at work.

Now, you should be on suction,

but this valve will give
you some temporary relief.

You will need to come back and have it

switched out as soon as possible.

But my lung's not gonna collapse?

I can't promise you that.

But if you feel like
you're gonna pass out,

or if there's any chest pain,

you need to call 911 immediately.

Yeah, okay.

Trini, could you give us a second?

I want you to know that this
is not what I want to do.

But I understand that for some reason

this is important, so...

Your instincts were right, earlier.

I used to be a cop.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I guess I'll never be able to shake it.

Inside, I'll always bleed blue.

Why are you telling me this?

Felt like something
you might need to know.

You mind giving me some privacy?

I want to get dressed so I
can finally get out of here.

Yeah, sure.

Stay safe out there.

Oh.

You're leaving?

I finished up all my paperwork.

I have a busy day tomorrow.

Well, why don't I walk you out?

Oh, thank you.

Oh, hey, there you are.

Good news.

I don't know how you managed to get Abby

to take an antipsychotic,

but it appears that her
delusion is breaking.

- Oh.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- That quickly?

Great.

I'll be by just in a
second to check up on her.

Well, you're a miracle worker,
Dr. Charles, thank you.

Congratulations.

Of course, we both
know that now that Abby

is regaining her
decision-making capacity...

We're gonna have to get
her permission if I want

to keep her on the medication.

You're gonna have to tell her the truth.

Yeah.

Hey, do you mind just hanging out

for another couple of minutes?

How is he?

How's my Andre?

His vitals are stable and strong.

The procedure took a little
longer than expected,

but my team did an excellent job.

Your son will make a full recovery.

Oh, thank God.

Thank you so much.

My pleasure.

You can go in and see him now.

We're gonna be extubating him soon.

Don't ever touch my repairs.

You weren't there, I had no choice.

I'm filing a disciplinary
complaint against you,

you arrogant prick.

You know, I'm not going to
apologize for stepping in.

Andre's life was on the line, okay?

No, you just had to play hero.

Nope, I just had to fix your mistake...

Oh, my God!

What the hell is wrong with you?

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

So you lied to me?

I misled you, and I apologize for that.

Oh, God, you must think I'm crazy...

I do not.

You weren't wearing that jacket before.

Psychiatry?

You were lying to me from the start.

You were afraid I was gonna flip out.

That's actually not
what I was afraid of.

I was afraid that you were
going to walk out of here

in no better shape than
when you walked in.

I was afraid that the next
time that you came in here,

that you were gonna
be way past the point

that any medication could help you.

So I did what I thought
was in your best interests.

By tricking me into taking these?

Abby, you're already
outside your delusion enough

to be able to talk about it.

I mean, before,
you were all alone in your head,

and now you're not anymore.

Look, there's 30 days
of medication in here,

and if you don't want to feel the way

you were feeling before,

I strongly advise that
you keep taking them.

Wait... wait.

This is what you do?

You crack people open
with these little tricks

and then you just walk away?

No, I didn't think you
wanted to talk anymore.

Um, look...

This is the first time
I've had a conversation

like this with anyone
since the pandemic started.

Uh, and I, uh...

I didn't realize how much I missed it.

Yeah, really important to have someone

to talk to during
times like this, right?

Yeah.

You don't see regular patients, do you?

Look, I'm gonna make sure

that you can get in touch
with me any time you want,

but I do work in the ED full time.

Yeah.

There is, however, a colleague of mine

who happens to be here today,
and among many other things,

I can guarantee you that she's
a first-rate conversationalist.

Would you like to say hello?
She's just right outside.

Yeah.

- Hello, Abby.
- Hi.

My name is Lonnie.

I understand you used to see

an old colleague of mine, Dr. Lavine?

You know Dr. Lavine?

I do, yeah.

Hey, Gretchen.

Let's take a quick look here.

Looks good. How you feeling?

Great, surprisingly.

This ostomy might have
been the best thing

that ever happened to me.

I'm sorry, did I miss something?

I called it off.

The wedding?

The wedding, the marriage,
the relationship.

Everything.

Janice couldn't stand
the thought of me ruining

her perfect little moment,
and Adam, as usual,

didn't have my back.

I'm sorry to hear that.

It's okay. I've had
misgivings all along.

I don't think I was ever
a real person to him,

just some prop he was using
to make himself look good.

It's like I've been
living my entire life

according to someone
else's expectations.

Well, no more.

From now on, I'm gonna live my own life.

You know what I mean?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

Honestly, I have no idea

how you kept your cool like that.

Oh, well, you know,
I was gonna take a swing at him,

but I thought, what good would
I be to you with a busted hand?

Yeah, well,
they are your second-best attribute.

I was referring to
your self-assuredness.

- Ah.
- Maybe your hair.

- Ah.
- It's very appealing.

You didn't hurt your lips did you?

No.

What are you doing here?

You said I should come see
you to have this replaced.

Yeah, in the hospital, I mean.

I can't do it here.

Oh.

All right, uh, come in, I'll take you.

So how'd you find me?

I'm resourceful when I need to be.

Mm-hmm.

This was taken at your police academy

graduation ceremony, right?

Navy Pier?

Yeah, how'd you know?

Guess it takes one to know one, huh?

Uh.

Maybe we should get going.

It's actually getting harder to breathe.

Hey, hold up. I gotcha.

While Gaffney Chicago Medical Center

has certainly seen its ups
and downs in recent months,

today is unequivocally an up day.

After courageously exposing...

Did I miss your turn in the spotlight?

No.

I decided to keep the money.

Or at least most of it.

I still donated some,
but not enough to warrant

my name up in lights, I guess.

Finally, a smart decision out of you.

Money to Gaffney's
charitable foundation.

I'll take some questions, go ahead.

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