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The shift has barely started

and I'm already sweating my butt off.

- You hit the gym?
- I tried, but the lot was full.

Some jackass in a BMW parked crooked

and took the last two spaces.

I had to park on the street
and walk in this humidity.

Look, it's not my fault
those spaces are so small.

You know,
it's like you have to drive a Prius

in order to be able to
get out of your car.

Wait a minute. You
drive a BMW? That BMW?

Well, maybe if you got
here a bit earlier,

you'd get a better space.

Interns should be the first to
arrive and the last to leave,

in my humble opinion.

Oh, my God. You are so annoying.

Hey, you know what? Get along.

Don't make me separate the two of you.

Hey, Scott. Um, do you have a minute?

What's up?

Um...

I wanted to apologize to you
for what I said about Annie.

You know what?

Let's keep our personal and our
professional matters separate.

It's better that way.

Whoa.

You look like you just went
five rounds with Nate Diaz.

It's worse.
Kenny's crushing me with this training.

Why don't you join us?

I'll let you two play together.

So, uh, Kenny's new physical regime

- is really working out, huh?
- It's unbelievable.

No more panting up stairs

or back pain picking up the twins.

I feel great, 10 years younger.

Yeah, too bad you don't look the part.

You gotta see this.

I surprised Riley at
school when I got back.

Watch her freak out.

We both cried like babies.

Well, yeah, you know, I'm gonna cry.

I love these parent-soldier reunions.

Hey, Mom, can I spend the
night at Elise's house tonight?

We'll talk about it later.

- But, Mom...
- After the fireworks.

- You got it?
- Got it.

You know I love you.

I love you, too, Mom.

Hold on, just a second.
Let me straighten your ribbon.

So, how's it been, being back?

I'm just trying to get into
the flow again with Riley.

You know, I feel like
I've missed so much.

And I can't thank you enough
for all you've done for her.

Least I can do.

And we've been having a ton of fun.

Anyway, I just... I know she's
happy you're back, and so am I.

Well, I'm not so sure her father is.

He's gotten accustomed

to having his own way in my absence,
and, uh...

But that's not the way it works, right?

I mean, you both get a say.

- That's early.
- Yeah, it's very early.

Riley!

Riley!

Hey. Have you, uh, have you seen Paul?

Thankfully, no. You need something?

Only his company

for the Spurs-Warriors
game tomorrow afternoon.

One of my clients at the
gym gave me front row seats.

Well, maybe his chauffeur can
drive you there in his Beemer.

Hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy, old-timer. You lost?

I'm not lost. This the ER, ain't it?

Okay, calm down. What's your name?

Harold. Everything hurts.

Where does it hurt, Harold?

In my knee, in my chest, in my head.

I just need something to
make the pain go away.

I've heard that one before.
Let me show you to our waiting room.

But I can't wait!

I know.

Man.

You okay, man?

I just told you, it hurts all over.

I just...

I just need to sit down
for a second and rest.

We'll take care of you, okay, Harold?

Take him to Exam 1, please.

All right, look,

he's probably just looking
to score some drugs and grub,

so treat him quick and move him out.

Listen up, people!

We have a fireworks fiasco
out at Woodlawn Park.

Fire captain says it's
an active situation.

Multiple casualties.

- Uh, Drew's out there.
- I'm sure he's already helping.

Jordan, you're in charge. T.C.,
you're coming with me.

Chopper will have us
there in 10 minutes.

- I'll call the pilot.
- I already did.

Riley!

- Riley!
- Riley!

Riley, where are you?!

- Riley!
- Riley!

- She went that way!
- I'm right behind you.

Riley!

Riley!

Drew.

Riley!

Riley!

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Riley!

Riley, where are you?!

Riley! Riley!

Mom! Drew!

Riley!

Mom!

My God.

- You okay?
- I'm fine, Mom.

Let's see.

I'm good.

Oh, hey.

Help!

Help!

You stay right behind me,

- and I mean literally right behind me.
- Okay, Mom.

Someone help my daughter!

Please, help my daughter.

I'll get the girl, you get the mom.

Okay. Just sit down.

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

- Riley?
- Linda.

Are you okay?

I want you to breathe through the scarf.

- Please help my daughter.
- She's in good hands, okay?

- Just focus on me.
- It's okay, sweetie.

Here, look up.

Ah! Darika. You okay?

- Let me check your back.
- My name is Dr. Jennings.

What's your name, sweetie?

- Darika.
- Darika.

You hang in there.

All right, I'm gonna take care of you.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Promise?

I dig the ink on your hand.

Where'd you get it? It looks familiar.

Oh, that's been around
for thousands of years.

I'm more interested in the last few.

That's a tag for a street
artist named Yo-Yo.

- You know his work?
- Intimately.

I knew it. You're him.

Hey, just, shh.

Your secret's safe with me, Yo-Yo.

How long has this been swollen?

About a week, maybe.

Mm.

Aah!

Ow!

Is everything all right, Doc?

We're gonna need to
run a few more tests.

Hey.

So what's up with Mr. Total Body Pain?

- Can we discharge him?
- No, he's got a swollen knee.

I'm gonna need to tap the joint.

We got multiple incoming coming
from the firework accident,

and you want to work with
a guy with arthritis?

- It could be a septic joint.
- Do me a favor.

Give him a Motrin,
refer him to a walk-in clinic,

and send him on his
way. I'm begging you.

That's our chopper.
Help should be here soon.

How you doing, Riley?

Ri, how are you?

I'm... I'm fine.

It's not much longer, okay?

Syd? We're gonna be right back.
Just stay here.

Okay, from what I can tell,

she's got full thickness burns
on her upper torso and arm.

Girl has multiple penetrating
wounds to her neck and her face.

I'm worried about her airway.

- Okay.
- Drew!

Hey! Hey! Over here!

- Drew!
- This way.

Uh, Dr. Topher Zia, Dr. T.C. Callahan

from my hospital.

This is Dr. Syd Jennings,

the orthopedist I worked with at Bagram.

It's a pleasure.

Heard good things. What happened?

Fireworks meant for
the end of the concert

went haywire in the middle.

Got lots of potential blast injuries.

You guys, take your
patients, we'll stay.

Chopper's right over the hill.

- Send it right back when you land.
- Okay, great.

Uh, hey, wait a minute. What about Syd?

She doesn't have privileges.

Privileged. I'll e-mail
the board. Just go.

Topher, we need to set up a triage.

Okay, you set it up.
I'll start herding patients your way.

Hey, Paul?

I need your help tapping
a patient's knee.

Uh, you... you need... You need my help?

Like... like, Paul Cummings?

Are you gonna do it or not?

Sure. It certainly
seems like you need it.

Yo, Paul,
courtside seats for the Splash Brothers

tomorrow afternoon. You down?

I-I'm working. Get somebody to cover it.

I'm sorry, I-I can't.

I'm already covering for somebody. Um...

I thought he would've
jumped on those tickets.

Man, how would anyone not
want to go to this game?

You just need to find someone

who's not working tomorrow
and loves basketball.

Yeah, that shouldn't
be too hard, should it?

I'll find somebody.

All right, listen up!
Everyone remain calm.

Everyone will be treated.
More help's on the way.

Okay, just hold this against your eye

- until we get to the ER, okay?
- Am I gonna lose my eye?

Not if you don't move it, all right?

- Thanks, brother.
- Next.

You gotta get these people back!

There's more fireworks on the truck

- and they could blow any second!
- Hey, hey, hey! Pipe down, okay?

Otherwise,
people are gonna stampede in a panic,

we'll have more injuries.

How do you know there's more fireworks?

I was hired to tote the
pyro engineer's payload.

- The rest is in my trailer.
- Where's your truck?

- Same place I told the other doc.
- Which doc?

Wiry Asian fella.

I told him the pyro guy

had the fireworks set
up East Coast time,

They went off early,
before they were ready.

Which way?

On the hill, right over there.

Toph! Get back!

Topher!

Topher! Topher!

Toph!

Hey, Toph? Hey.

You good?

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. Good. I'm good.

My ass you're good. I'd slap you myself

if you hadn't already
had your bell rung.

How stupid can you be, huh?

His pulse is weak.
We gotta stop the bleeding.

Hey Toph, you tie off
his arm. I got his gut.

You okay?

I'm good. I'm good. Got it.

You sure?

You take care of your business.
I'll take care of mine.

We're gonna have to prep him for exfil.

He's lost a lot of blood.

He tried to save others.
We can do the same for him.

He goes.

Little help!
This is Dr. Alexander, ER attending,

Dr. Clemmens, head trauma surgeon.

This is Dr. Syd Jennings,

the orthopod I worked with overseas.

Topher has blessed her off,
so she's got privileges.

Army doc. Hey, if you
guys are all so great,

why does the military
keep getting rid of ya?

Trust me, the last place I want
to be tonight is a hospital.

Okay, then, what do we got?

41-year-old female, tachy in the 130s.

Second and third degree burns

to the right arm and the upper back,

estimating 14% body
surface area involvement.

Teenage female.

She has secondary blast
injuries to the face and neck.

Sats are holding,
but mildly increased respiratory effort.

The mother's burn on her forearm

goes all the way down to the tendon.

I want to make sure
she gets in there ASAP.

Okay, I'll call up the O.R.,
tell 'em you're coming right up.

And I could use another scalpel.

Debriding the whole
upper back is involved.

Count me in. Drew?

I'm gonna take the daughter.
I'm going to Trauma 1.

Okay.

Sweetie, here's some money.

- I want you to...
- Grab some food and sit tight.

I'm sorry. I just...

It's fine, Mom. It's your job.

- I promise I will make...
- You'll make it up to me.

I've heard it a million times.

It's fine. Now go save people.

Don't leave the building.

Got it.

Darika. Where's my daughter?

She's in very good
hands with Dr. Alister.

We're gonna update you every 15 minutes,
okay?

But the best thing you can do
for her right now is recover.

- It really hurts.
- Push more Dilaudid.

I don't know what happened.

I heard the explosion.

I just knew I had to find Darika,

but I found her too late.

No, you found her, Linda,

and she's safe now because of you.

So the fire melted your
shirt into your back

and into the soft
tissue of your forearms.

So we need to remove that,

along with any necrotic tissue
before infection sets in.

No, no, I have to be able to work.
Am I gonna lose my arm?

- Not if I can help it.
- Is there anyone we can call?

No, my husband died five years ago.

It's been me and Darika
against the world ever since.

I guess the world won today.

Hey, this game's not over, okay?

You and your girl are
gonna get through this.

Not if I can't work.
I'm a seamstress. I need my hands.

Hey, Linda, Linda,
you know the place you worked at?

- Was that Ranger Ray's?
- Yes.

Yeah, I figured. It's
the best shop in town.

I used to bring my
husband's uniforms there.

Why'd you stop?

Well, I'm a single mom, too.
Just divorce, not death.

Doesn't matter how you get there.

Alone is a miserable place.

You are not alone here, Linda.

We're gonna do everything
we can for you.

Please do whatever you have to.

Okay, well, let's get started then.

This'll all be over soon, Darika.

How is it going?

It sucks, it hurts, and it's scary.

Riles, we're not done working here.

We need a little more time.

Your mom gave you some money, right?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Go spend it.

Okay, honey, I'm gonna need you
to hold still the best you can.

None of the shrapnel's too deep,
but it's in a lot of pieces,

so it might just take
a while to get out.

Hey, you were lucky to have those on.

Probably saved your vision.

For the first and only time in my life.

Kids are always teasing me about them,

calling me CBG... Coke Bottle Glasses.

I'm sorry. You know, kids can be cruel.

But you're safe here, so again,

just try and relax,
and we'll get you fixed up.

Relax?

My mom's in surgery,
and you're digging in my neck.

How can I relax?

- Drew?
- Riles, what are you... ?

I brought something for Darika.

There's this show on YouTube
that's all about cereal.

It's hilarious.

I thought we could watch a few
episodes with my headphones

- while she's getting worked on.
- Can I?

I think it's an excellent idea.

Come on.

Pretty cool kid.

Just came in here all on
her own to help our patient.

The apple never falls far from the tree.

That don't look good
but it sure feel better.

All right, well, we'll get this
to the lab and see what it says.

It's amazing you can paint like that

while getting your knee drained.

Well, if it's in your soul,
you can do anything.

Painting used to be in my soul.
I wanted to be an artist.

Dr. Rivera, how about
you pay more attention

to what I'm doing?

Or you might have to go
back to being an artist.

- Uh, No... no offense.
- None taken.

Needle inserted 1 centimeter

medial to the superior
third of the patella.

Relax, Paul. I was watching.

You know, you're a pretty good teacher.

Thank you.

When your mouth doesn't ruin it.

She got you there.

Okay.

Let's go ahead and get these
to the lab then. Dr. Rivera?

We'll be right back, sir.

I'll try to survive.

So... were you really an artist?

Yeah.

I gave painting a go once,

but my community needed better
medical care than abstract art,

so... here I am.

Yeah, I didn't have a choice, either.

My entire family's in medicine.
Uh, surgery, actually.

So anything else is looked down upon.

- Sounds like a lot of pressure.
- Yeah.

Maybe that's why you're
such a dick sometimes.

Oh, come on.
I said sometimes, not all the time.

What did I tell you
about being so serious?

Okay, I am not always so serious.

And I will have you know,
I used to be an artist as well.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Fourth grade drawing
contest. I drew a sailboat.

Won third place and a
ride on the fire truck.

See? Look at that. You made a joke.

Do you still have the picture?

No, I-I think it got lost
in a move or something.

Kind of the only artistic
thing I've ever done.

Wish I'd kept it.

What happened?

DOA. We tried. Too much trauma.

Hey, somebody contact the morgue.

I'm sure you guys did all you could.

Yeah, maybe more than we should have.

Maybe not enough.

You know,
you nearly died trying to save him.

Didn't do anything you wouldn't...

do him any good, did it?

Topher?

Hey. Toph?

Give him some room.

- You okay?
- I'm okay. I'm okay.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

- Let me check your eyes.
- I'm okay. Hey, stop.

Get... get that away from me!

Just relax a sec. Let
me examine you, buddy.

I'm... I'm fine.

Toph, you may have a
tear in your eardrum.

You just said I might
have a tear in my eardrum.

See, I-I heard you, no problem.

- No...
- I don't have an injury.

I-I got knocked down. Already tired.

I pushed myself too hard this
morning with... with Kenny.

It's hot out. I'm... I'm dehydrated.

I just need to drink water.
I'll be good as new.

Okay, what is everyone staring at?

We're overrun with patients.
Everyone's just standing around.

Get back to work!

Okay, I'm not wrong here.
He needs to be examined, right?

Yeah, he does, but just let
him calm down first, all right?

We'll keep an eye on him.

Yeah.

Ha. I knew he wasn't faking.

Fluid shows negatively
birefringent crystals.

He's got gout.

Not so fast. Take a
look at his chemistry.

His kidneys are shutting down.

Chloride, low potassium,
it's through the roof.

Gout doesn't cause any of that.

- So what does?
- Nothing good.

Hey, Harold.

You look a little flush.

I told you,

I just need some meds,
and I can be on my way.

Okay, well, you feel like you're
running a fever, all right?

Not, uh, not hungry, huh?
When's the last time you ate something?

Everything tastes like
cardboard these days.

Okay.

Uh, can you... Can you
smell this, Harold?

No. No.

Okay.

Uh, Harold, do you think
I could take a look

- at some of your paints?
- You leave 'em be!

The only thing I got left.

Okay. Yeah, no... no problem.

Scissors.

All right.
I think we're looking pretty good.

Mm, sats are up, pressure's stable.

Hey. Any updates on Linda,
beyond "touch and go"?

Yeah, we're closing now.

Any other details?

Scott, her daughter's asking.

Well, you can tell her daughter

that things are looking better now.

I'll be down as soon as we're finished.

Thank you.

All right,
let's get a sterile dressing on here.

Linda's lucky.
Could have gone the other way.

Nice work, Dr. Clemmens.

You, too, Doctor...

Or it is Major Jennings?

Um, Major for the next 34 days
and then Doctor after that.

I'm leaving the Army.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Well, you planning on staying
in the San Antonio area?

Because if you are, you're hired.

Wow. Really?

- Just like that?
- Just like that.

Nothing ever happens
that fast in the Army.

You've gotta wait three months
just to get permission to pee.

Yeah, I've heard the stories.

Seriously, your technique is flawless.

And your bedside manner is...

well, it's pretty damn good for anyone,

but for a surgeon, it's amazing.

Well, it'd be hard
not to feel for Linda.

Right? But I do.

I try to connect to my
patients and not be a... dick,

like most surgeons.

So what do you say then?

Could really use another
orthopod around here.

Uh, let me think on it.

Look, I know there are
higher profile hospitals...

No, it's not that.

It's just, um,
my life is a little in flux right now.

Yeah, of course.

I would imagine coming home,

there's lot to adjust to.

Yeah.

You find the world moves on
like you were never even in it.

Anyway,
thank you for your very generous offer.

I will seriously consider it.

We are...

all finished.

Can I see it?

Yeah.

Will I have a big scar?

Too early to tell right now.

Which means yes. Right?

So the kids at school won't
make fun at my glasses anymore.

They'll be too busy
making fun of my face.

Hey, hey, hey.

If anybody says that in front of me,
I'll tap 'em out.

Uh, hey? Slow down, okay?
And, Darika, if you don't like

the way the scar ends up looking,

a plastic surgeon can
usually make it look better.

- Plastic surgery?
- Yeah.

We can't afford that.

I'm gonna be ugly forever.

No. Hey, You are not
ugly. Don't say that.

Hey. You know what?

My dad's a plastic surgeon.

I can give him a call

and tell him he has to
help out my new friend.

- He'll totally do it.
- Really?

- Riley.
- What?

He's my dad. I know he will.

Thank you.

Hey.

Do you not think you
should check with your dad

- before making promises?
- No. Don't worry.

I know how to make him do what I want.

All I have to tell him

is that my mom doesn't
think he'll do it.

Works every time.

Whoa. You okay, Toph?

I'd be better if this
place wasn't still packed.

I need faster patient turnaround, Kenny.

Sorry, man. I'm doing the best I can.
It's been a crazy night.

Don't... don't tell me about the labor.

Just show me the baby.

You... you already got three kids.

Why... why you wanna see another one?

Hey, Toph? You need to stop.

How many times I gotta tell you
I'm fine? Treat some patients.

You're not fine, all right?

You passed out in the
middle of the hallway.

You look dizzy. You
had a bleeding eardrum.

- Which is fine now.
- I don't think it is. You have to listen to me.

Okay, I do not, Dr. Callahan,
need to listen to you.

See this badge that says
"Emergency Room Chief"?

There seems to be some confusion.

I tell you what to do,
not the other way around.

Sure, in normal circumstances.
This is not normal.

- Dr. Alexander?
- What the hell are you doing?

It is my professional opinion

that Dr. Zia is currently
unable to perform his duties.

Do you concur?

I concur.

Jordan.

I'm sorry, Topher,
but this is for your own good.

You're not well. You
need to be checked out.

Dr. Alexander is now in charge
of the shift, everybody.

I'm shutting you down.

This is not happening.

Well, it just happened.

What's this? "Caine Mutiny"?
You guys are embarrassing me.

Well, you're doing a fine
job of that yourself.

Toph, just check yourself in.
We'll run some tests.

- What's the harm?
- The harm is we have a full ER

and more patients than we can treat,

and my top two attendings
are treating me like

I have a sucking chest wound.

- I'm fine!
- You're not fine!

You're exhibiting signs of
a traumatic brain injury.

Irritability, moody, dizziness.
You could have a brain bleed.

I'm moody and irritable

because you're treating
me like I'm weak.

Thank God I didn't roll an ankle!

You'd put me down like Old Yeller!

This isn't about weakness.
It's about physics, okay?

You got blowed up.

And I got back up and did my job!

There's a fine line
between crazy and stupid,

and you've crossed it by a mile.

- And you cross it all the time!
- You know what?

I don't have all night
to listen to this.

T.C., go treat your patients.

Go.

You... blood work, brain scan now.

I'm not taking those damn tests.

I'm not asking.

You don't want to take care of yourself,
then we will.

You wanna get cleared?

You take the scans and
you prove us wrong.

Come on, I'll go with you.

Great.

I need someone to pull
the knife from my back.

How you feeling, Linda?

In pain. Why is my chest so sore?

The blast shot shrapnel into your lungs.

We had to get it out.

Where's my daughter? How is my daughter?

Her injuries looked worse than
what they were. She'll be fine.

I thought I'd lost her.

Yeah, but you didn't.

For now.

They get older, they have their
own friends, their own ideas.

They want to spend less time with you.

Yeah,
but that's why we have to make the time

we do get to spend with them count.

Seems like our time
together is less and less.

I'm working 6 days a
week, 10 hours a day

since my husband passed.

I never thought I'd
have to give up so much

just to keep my daughter close.

You know, I don't always like to think

of my time apart from
Riley as "given up."

I like to think of it as
an opportunity to inspire.

You know, we're both
single working moms.

When our daughters look at us,

they should be able to see strong,
feminine role models

that are capable of doing

anything they set their minds to.

Never thought of it that way.

Now I just have to convince my ex.

Your ex... was it a rough split?

I'm... I'm sorry.

No. Uh...

No, it's fine.

It wasn't any one thing,
you know, one incident really.

It's just, uh... you know, we both...

We both joined the
Army together as docs,

but our careers quickly diverged,

and one of us was deployed three times,

was highly decorated,

was promoted to Major below the zone.

The other was my ex.

So he resents you.

Maybe. Maybe not. It's nobody's fault.

Just, uh, bad timing based
on the needs of the Army.

Unfortunately,
our marriage suffered because of it.

But not your child,
and that's what's important.

And you'd do anything for them.

That's right.

You do whatever it takes.

Wanna tell me why

we just perpetrated
petty theft on a patient?

Yeah, I have a theory,
but I'm really hoping it's wrong.

Paul Cummings hopes he's wrong.
Never thought I'd see the day.

Yeah, I hate to disappoint you,

but it's looking like
that's not the case.

- Cadmium poisoning. Look.
- Is there a treatment?

Maybe, if we caught it early enough.
Come on.

I met this really nice girl and
she'd got a cut on her face.

Yeah, I was hoping you
could really fix it.

Come on.

Yeah, Mom's up in surgery.

Yeah, I'm at the hospital,
just hanging in the ER with Drew.

He's this friend of Mom's.
Uh, not that kind.

He's gay and teaches me jiujit...

- Let me talk to him for a second?
- Okay.

Hello, sir. This is Dr. Drew Alister.

I served with your ex-wife...

Yeah. Just, yeah, no, Riley's fine.

We were just...

Just hold on and let me explain. I...

Yes, I served a tour over in
Bagram, but I'm a doctor...

- Hey.
- Hey.

Any luck filling that extra
seat to the Spurs game?

Naw. Drew has to work, too.

I mean, it's a primo ticket,
and I can't even give it away.

Can you believe that?

Kenny, I want you to know

that I would like to go
to the game with you.

Oh. You... Ohh.

I-I didn't know you liked basketball.

Well, you never asked.

I'm telling you now. I like basketball.

Okay. Okay.

I mean, you don't think
it'd be weird if we went?

'Cause, you know...

Well, we could stop having sex...

Mnh. Mnh.

And go back to being
friends and coworkers.

Would that make it easier for you?

Okay. I'll... I'll pick you up at noon.
It's a date.

I mean, it's not a date.

Is it a date?

Oh, jeez. I'll see you at noon, Kenny.

Topher, this is just due diligence.

We have just as much of a
responsibility to our patients

as we do to each other.

You have a responsibility
to me as your boss.

I make 100 tough calls every shift

and I have subordinates questioning

not only my judgment,
but questioning me.

That...
that makes a hard job that much harder.

I think you're confusing
loyalty with integrity.

No, no. I'm... I'm telling
you they're one and the same.

Who stood by your side when
you became ER Chief? Me.

Who helped implement

your unpopular policies
from the day shift? I did.

Not because I agreed or disagreed

with what you were trying to do,

but because it was the right thing.

If you want to be a good leader,
you learn to follow.

You seem to have skipped that step.

It is not my job to blindly follow.

If I let you make one bad call,

I'm just as much to blame as you are.

Now get on this table.

I'm gonna remember that
next time you're in charge.

You do that.

Start the scan.

You called my ex-husband?
He just blindsided me.

No, I'm not the one who called him.

He had no idea that you even existed.

Well, yeah, I get that now.

Didn't know that when
I was talking to him.

You could've told me.

You know, I didn't think you
would ever have to talk to him.

You picked up Riley at my mom's house

because he hates Riley being a jock.

He hates anything that
reminds him of me.

So Riley and I never told him about you

because we knew he would
put a stop to the jiujitsu.

Okay, well, you should've told me.

Well, you know, I was a little busy.

I can't control everything
from 10,000 miles away.

And I was still there,
I might add, because of you.

I would've stayed a year longer
in your place and you know that.

- That was the General's call...
- You know what?

And if you had never gotten
involved in that Sharbat's case

- then I would never...
- She was a 15-year-old girl, Syd.

And I might lose my girl because of it.

Wait, what are you...
what are you talking about?

My ex is suing for
full custody of Riley.

He... he can't do that. He can, Drew.

He's got more money,
he's got a second marriage

that the courts view as
a more secure home life

than with some mom who's off in
Afghanistan for half the year.

- So what are you gonna do?
- What am I gonna do?

I'm gonna grab my ankles and take it.

- I'm gonna head to D.C.
- D.C.?

That's where he's moving.

That's why he's suing for full custody,

so he can leave without my permission.

- So we fight it. We can fight it.
- Drew...

Syd, you can... you can get a job here.

I'll vouch for you.
I'll help take care of Riley.

I can't, Drew.

I am heading to D.C. until I
can come up with a better plan.

I have been away from Riley way too long

and I am not letting
her leave without me.

I still think that we need to go do...

There is no "we"! Drew,
it is Riley and me.

You are not part of this family,

so stop acting like you
have some kind of say,

'cause you don't.

You're right.

Sorry. Just trying to help.

Well, you can't.

Hey.

You know I was only
being a hard-ass on you

the way you are to me when I
do something stupid, right?

Which is almost all the time.

Maybe I-I could've
handled it a bit better.

Well, you definitely
could've handled it better.

But you were right.

No bleeding, but I
have a bad concussion.

Thank you.
I'll be riding the pine for a week.

So you promise next time, uh,

you won't step into the
breach so soon without me?

Yeah. I learned my lesson.

I'm not the man I used to be.

Turned the corner from
being in good shape

to being in good shape for my age.

Right.

So what's wrong with that?

I-I wanna be like I was when I was 25.

That's why I was so pissed.

It...
it really hit home that I never will be.

Toph, you can't compare yourself
to who you were back then.

All right? Compare yourself to
who you were a few months ago.

You changed your diet,
upped your regime.

Few months ago,
you got knocked out by a bum shoulder.

Now it took a bomb blast.
That makes you a stud.

I'm... I'm like a total stud.

Total stud.

Hey, you did say it changed
your sex life with Janet.

- It did.
- Huh?

She says she likes to
rub my burgeoning abs.

Oh, yeah, I-I don't need that
kind of image in my head. TMI.

But it proves my point, right?

You're not gonna be the man you
were as a 25-year-old Ranger,

but you're still a badass 40-something.

- I got blowed up.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm still ticking.
- Yeah.

- How many doctors can say that?
- Not many.

Not even 20-something-year-olds, huh?

Look, get an Uber home, have
Janet do your... whatever.

- I'll see you in a week. Adios.
- Adios.

All right.

You're both expected
to make a full recovery

thanks to the quick thinking and actions

of Doctors Alister and Jennings.

Thank you so much for everything.

I don't know how I can ever repay you.

Or the hospital bill.

Well, the first one, you don't have to.

And the second one,
we've contacted some Vet charities

that are gonna step in and help out.

Yeah, and, Riley, I believe you
have some good news for Darika.

Excuse me.

My dad's going to do
Darika's repair for free

at his surgery center.

Oh, my God.
You must have the greatest dad ever.

I do.

And the greatest mom, too.

I'm so glad you're moving, too, Mom.

I can't be without you anymore.

And you'll never have
to be again, I swear.

Wow.

I didn't think anyone
could do you justice.

The man is a magician with the brush.

Yeah.

Will the chelation therapy help him?

Uh, I think it will, yeah.

We got it early. Nice catch.

Thank you, Paul.

I live to serve.

I mean it. No BS, no ball-busting.

You really came through.

Anytime.

Oh, Paul?

I almost forgot.

That's, uh...

that's incredible.

Wow, Harold is really an amazing artist.

Moron. I drew it.

I'm the amazing artist.

Oh.

I did it as a thank you.

Uh... wow.

That's... that's...
you know, that's so... you did that...

Um, thank you.

Oh. Look, I'm sorry.
I didn't... I didn't know.

I'm full of poison and half-asleep

and even I could tell she likes you.

No.

You think?

Boy...

Good night.

All I wanted to do is apologize.

- And you did.
- And I'm...

Scott, I'm just...
I'm concerned for you.

You don't need to be.

I just... I don't...
I don't understand what you're doing.

You know, I don't... I don't get it.

Look...

I just had a really crappy year.
You know that much.

And after the accident,
I lost everything.

And I... And I don't mean money.

I mean, any sense of a normal life,

because all I could do was think about

was how Malik was never gonna
have a normal life again.

And I was at rock-bottom.

And alone.

Annie understands

what it's like to be in that place.

And...

she's really there for me now,

in a way that no one else ever has been.

So that's all anybody really
needs to understand about it.

So you knew you were moving
and you didn't tell me?

That's why you were being
weird about the tournament?

I just didn't know.

I was hoping I could make
my dad do what I wanted,

but it didn't work this time.

Don't worry about it.

Hey, look at me.

D.C.'s a cool place.
You got all that history there.

You're gonna love it.

But you're not gonna be there.

I'm really gonna miss you.

Okay. Okay.

I'm gonna miss you, too.

Know that, okay?

I'm sorry.

- For what?
- For what I said.

I was so upset about what it meant to me

that I forgot about what
it would mean to you.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

You were there for her
when I couldn't be.

You are part of our family, you know?

I'm going to miss you, Drew.

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