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Jay. Red Eye,
triple espresso.

Thank you.

Man, you're gonna be wired
till Thursday

- with that much caffeine.
- This is not for me.

You need all the energy
you can get for tonight.

Should've seen that coming.

You know, you and Nat are
very lucky that I'm letting you

have a joint
bachelor/bachelorette party.

So what do you want to talk about?

'Cause I got some other surprises

I got to setup for tonight.

All right, what am I looking at?

The EKG I got of Ray's heart
when I was planting the bug.

- Okay. So?
- It's abnormal.

I need to bring him to the hospital.

- Run some tests...
- Whoa, whoa.

You are not actually his
doctor, you know that right?

- Jay, come on.
- You did your part.

Now lay low until Agent Lee
says otherwise. That's it.

Ricky. Irish whiskey and Oban.
Yeah, only the finest.

I'll see you tonight.

Hello.

Can I help you with something?

- No, Maggie. Please.
- Oh, yes. Hey, Will.

Can you tell your fiancée
to stop being a killjoy?

- She's got to wear this tonight.
- Maggie, I would like

to maintain a little bit of dignity.

You're wearing it.
This one's non-negotiable.

Hey, you two, you're up.

Ambo's pulling in with a car crash.

- How many victims?
- Driver and passenger.

- Trauma 2.
- Got it.

Daria Carson. 29-year-old
female, restrained passenger.

Driver lost control of the wheel

and went into the guardrail.

GCS 15. Vitals stable.
Refused board and collar.

- Where's the driver?
- Her husband, Adam.

- Wouldn't let us check him out.
- I'm fine, really.

Just take care of my wife, please.

I'm... I'm right here, honey.

All right,
let's transfer on my count.

Ready? One, two, three.

- Thanks guys.
- Yup.

Breath sounds are normal.

Periorbital bruising.

Battle sign over the right mastoid.

Possible skull fracture.

Hey, why don't we go
next door so I can examine you?

I want to stay with my wife.

We're new...
New to be married.

- Newlyweds.
- Congratulations.

- Still working on the English.
- Sounds pretty good to me.

Oh, at least let me
check your blood pressure.

We can do it right here.

All right, let me know
if you feel any pain

or discomfort, okay?

- Does it hurt right there?
- No, it doesn't hurt.

Let me take a look.

- It's from crash.
- Oh, geez, babe.

You really slammed
that dash, didn't you?

Your blood pressure's
a little high.

It's just the adrenaline.

Let's get a chest X-ray
and then send her over

for a CT head with a four vessel angio

for her neck as well
as her chest, abdomen,

and pelvis, okay? We'll be right back.

Hey Adam, if you feel
lightheaded at all...

I know where
to find you, Doc, thanks.

The guy worships her.
Won't leave her side.

Yeah, I don't think that's it.

The contusions on her
torso... they're old.

They're not from the crash
and then one on her side

looks like the tread of a boot.

Son of a bitch.

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

- Let me guess, unicorn.
- Nope, cotton candy.

- Oh!
- My mom made it, actually.

Ten bags of cotton,

hand-painted and sewn to a leotard.

Impressive.
That is quite a labor of love.

I always lacked imagination
in that department.

Pretty sure I was sheriff
all of elementary school.

Mr. and Mrs. Phillips,
Gabby appears to have

some swelling in her lower legs as well.

She's been eating vegetarian.
Latest fad at school.

- Could it be her diet?
- I don't think so.

The swelling, paired with
vomiting and jaundice

makes me think this
may be a liver issue.

Ultrasound?

Gabby, you mind if we
take a closer look?

Um, we just assumed
it was a stomach bug.

We would've brought her
in sooner if we thought

- it could be serious.
- Let's take a look.

Gallbladder looks normal.

But her liver is nodular.
Looks cirrhotic.

Cirrhosis?
Isn't that from drinking?

I don't drink.

Gabby's never even tasted alcohol.

Cirrhosis just means there's
scar tissue in her liver.

So there are plenty of other
causes besides alcohol.

We'll run some tests to help
us narrow things down.

April, CBC, CMP, LFT,
CT abdomen and pelvis

and give 4 mg of Zofran
and 1 liter saline IV.

- Got it.
- But I was supposed to set up

for my Halloween dance tonight.
I have to be there.

Hey, worst comes to worst,
Dad will drop off

the decorations for you, Honey, okay?

We'll let you know as soon
as the results are in.

Could you give us a moment?
Thanks.

- I go inside.
- Yes, soon.

I wanted to speak with you first.

The bruises on your body.

They're not all from the
accident, are they?

Is someone hurting you?

- No.
- Is your husband hurting you?

As your doctor, whatever you
say to me stays between us.

He won't know.

We meet online.

When Adam comes to Ukraine to see me,

he's gentleman, handsome, kind.

I fall in love.

How did you end up in the States?

A year ago, there is...

Trouble for my family.

I must leave.

Adam brings me here

on visa to marry,

but when I come, he's a different man.

Everything I do, he get mad.

Today, in car, I say something
he doesn't like and...

That's why the car went
into the rail.

Daria, we can report this to the police.

No, no. No police.

Adam, he kill me.

There are shelters
you can stay at.

No, I cannot leave him.

He will send me back, no papers.

Deport you?
But you're married.

He never files for my green card.

He says I'm a bad wife.

- You say I can trust you.
- Yes, you can trust me.

Please, no police.
I beg you.

She still visiting
Bernie every day?

Yeah. How can
she stay with him?

He lied to her about being married.

Come on, don't tell me
you approve of this.

It doesn't matter
what I or you think.

It's Emily's call to make.

I tried talking
some sense into her.

Now somehow I'm the bad guy.

He's the father of her child,
Ethan.

Yeah, and?

So it's not insane for her
to want at least

try to make it work.

And why can't she leave him?

Well, Daria didn't go into detail

but I gather being deported
would put her life in danger.

Yeah, fear Adam is clearly
preying on.

Well, it's not uncommon.

Abusive spouses using the
victim's immigration status

to control or manipulate.

If she isn't legal,

she's likely financially
dependent on him too.

He won't even let
her leave the house.

Yeah, the prick has her trapped.

Let me talk to
an immigration attorney,

see if we can't find a
way out for Mrs. Carson.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Dr. Choi,

Gabby's been short of breath
for the last few minutes.

SATS are at 91. April,
let's get her on oxygen.

Is there any news?

That's what I came
to speak to you about. Please.

Gabby's CT did, in fact, show cirrhosis

and her labs, I'm afraid, are
consistent with liver failure.

- Oh, my God.
- What?

How... how could that be?

I have a theory, but I'd like
to do a quick exam to confirm.

Excuse me.

Hey, Gabby. Can you look
in the light for me?

There.

See the golden color around her pupils?

Those are called Kayser-Fleischer rings.

They're a sign of Wilson's disease.

- What is that?
- Well,

when our bodies consume copper,

our livers get rid of the excess.

But with Wilson's,

the copper's improperly eliminated

so it builds up in our vital organs.

It's a hereditary disorder.

Any family history on either side?

- No.
- I'm... I'm not sure.

Uh, no. No.

Can we step outside for a moment?

- I'll keep Gabby company.
- Thanks.

Right now, we're going to
start Gabby on plasmapheresis

to remove the copper from her blood,

but ultimately, she will
need a liver transplant.

Uh, well, can we donate?
Is... is that possible?

Yes, because the liver
regenerates,

it's possible to donate a segment.

We just need a test to see
if any of you are a match.

Can friends and family
get tested as well?

The wider the net, the better.

Good, we'll reach out
to everyone we know.

In the meantime, we'll set
you both up to get evaluated.

Thank you.

- Yes! So cute!
- Ooh!

Who are you guys supposed to be?

- The Pink Ladies.
- Yes!

Who are they?

What?

Oh, Dr. Lanik, uh,

I changed the dressing on
the patient in Treatment 6

and found the journal
articles you requested

and here's your latte.

Wow.

You know, I'm all about
giving the med students

the occasional scut work,

but having them fetch you
coffee, that's classy.

He wanted to. Rising star,
that kid. Real pleaser.

Dr. Rhodes.

Dr. Bekker.
What's on tap for you today?

- Back to back CABG's.
- You got time for lunch later?

I'll see if I can squeeze you in.

Need some help over here.

Terry, come and help!

What happened?

Working a job
a couple blocks away.

Piece of sheet metal fell on Mitch.

Ripped his leg open.

The blood... never seen
anything like it.

All right, Maggie, tag in.

We might have to move to the hybrid OR.

- Got you.
- Pupils are sluggish.

Pulse is thready. Maggie,
get an IV in, trigger the MTP.

I'm on it.

Large laceration through
the muscle.

Femoral artery's severed.

- Prognosis?
- Trauma to the femoral artery

can cause massive and rapid blood loss.

Bad. Prognosis is bad.

Breath sounds are weak.
I'm gonna intubate.

- Give me an Laryngoscope.
- On it.

I can get a 22 in the hand.

That'll have to do.
100 of sux, 20 of etomidate.

Lanik, get an eight
French line in the groin.

Terry, you're up.

Uh, a central line?
I've only done practice runs.

Then you're ready.
Get to it.

Beats scut work, right?

I can't see the cords.
Guy's really anterior.

- Maggie, cricoid pressure.
- Yep, got it.

C'mon. Hurry up.

Get the catheter and
dilator over the wire.

- BP's dropping.
- Lanik, step in.

Come on, Terry.
Guy's dying.

The guy needs blood.
Lanik, step in or I will.

I'm in, bag him.

Done. I got it.

Why is there so much blood?
What happened?

Damn it. You missed the vein.
You went into the artery.

All right, we can't use that line.

Give me a kit. I got to get
a line in the subclavian.

I'm sorry.

I was having trouble
finding my landmarks.

I... everything was moving so fast. I...

Well, next time we'll just
ask the guy to stop dying

so you can catch up.

All right.
Let's get the blood going.

Move him over to the hybrid OR.
We'll shunt the leg there.

You heard the man.
Let's get ready to travel.

Hey, results are back
for Gabby's dad.

They couldn't test the mom.

How come?
Preexisting condition?

- Lupus.
- And dad?

Unfortunately, he's not a match.

John's blood type is AB.
Gabby's type O.

He can't be her biological father.

Remember how Jeanette
changed her answer

when I asked them about
their family history?

John probably has no idea.

I'm going to pull in
Dr. Charles.

The radiologist
just read Daria's scans.

Do you see that blip, right there?

That's called a pseudoaneurysm.

The impact from the
crash tore the vessel,

and now there's a small blood
clot covering the hole.

If it ruptures, it could
cause a life-threatening bleed.

So what's the treatment?

We'll put you on medication

to keep your blood pressure low,

and we'll monitor you for
the next 24-48 hours.

I'm here too, you know.

Then we'll start anticoagulants

and reimage you.

If your condition worsens,

we will need to perform surgery.

In the interim,
it is very important

that we keep Daria calm.

Any stress or agitation could
spike her blood pressure,

and cause the pseudoaneurysm to rupture.

We'll need to restrict all visitors.

- You don't mean me.
- Yes, actually we do.

I hope you understand.

She'll get nervous
if I'm not here.

Uh, babe, you don't want me to leave.

I'll stay.

Your wife needs rest.

Hey man, do you have
a problem with me?

No, Mr. Carson.

Once a room opens up,
we'll move you upstairs.

Thank you.

Will?

Give me three minutes alone
with that guy.

We show him our cards,
he'll suspect we're onto him.

It'll put Daria at even greater risk.

Be smart about this.

So if... if John's not
a match and I can't donate,

what now?

Ms. Phillips, it is not
at all our intention to pry

into your private affairs,
but at the same time

it's important to us
to give your daughter

the best care possible.

Okay.

And in reviewing you and your
husband's test results,

it became evident that John is
not Gabby's biological father.

And we wanted to be
with you in private

because we weren't sure that John knew.

No, no.
It's not what you think.

Gabby's adopted.
Huh.

And when I asked about your
family history, you didn't...

No, uh, we didn't want to say
anything in front of Gabby.

She... she doesn't know.

Mrs. Philips,
I know it's a stretch,

but if we could locate any
of Gabby's blood relatives...

That's not possible.

Um, Gabby was a ward of the
state when we adopted her.

Her biological parents were deceased

and she had no other known relatives.

Well, in that case,
we'll want to get Gabby

onto the transplant list right away.

Okay. Thank you.

Artery shunted.

Clamps are off.

Let's get him up to the ICU
to rewarm and resuscitate.

What about the line in his artery?

Don't you need to pull it out?

So we can watch him bleed out?

We can't do that right now.

He's too cold and coagulopathic.

We'll fix it when his pressure

and clotting are better.

Where do you get off
treating him like that?

What happened was your responsibility.

I didn't stick that guy's artery.

You were supposed
to be supervising.

Look, the only way
they learn is under pressure.

Not when it endangers my patient.

Look, would you just relax?
You got your line in.

Disaster was averted. No harm, no foul.

If you ever pull something
like that again...

Hey, you might've been
the golden boy up in CT,

but down here I'm in charge.

And I will supervise my med students

in whatever way I see fit.

Glad to see you found a new
sparring partner down here.

Would hate to see you getting
rusty in my absence.

That guy is an egomaniac.

Well, takes one
to know one, right?

- Come on. Buy you lunch?
- Yeah.

Um, Dr. Charles?

Hey, I was wondering how
long does Gabby have to be

on the transplant list
before she gets a new liver?

Um...

Please, just...
Just level with me.

I'm afraid I can't give you
a definitive answer.

It can take days. Weeks.

Sometimes, honestly, even years.

- Years?
- Well, unfortunately,

demand vastly outweighs supply.

It's why living donor
transplantation was developed.

Uh, it's not possible for
a drug addict to donate, is it?

- A drug addict?
- Honey.

- I got you a coffee.
- Oh, thank you.

- Any word from Paula?
- No, she can't...

She's having a seizure.
5 of Ativan IV.

Gabby.

Let's get a brain CT, just to
make sure there are no bleeds.

Bleeding in the brain?
What are you talking...

It's just a precaution. Here,
let's let them do their job.

- John?
- Ativan's in.

- Okay, okay.
- Easy.

You know, some people have
this great knack

for hearing cardiac murmurs
or a palpating pulse.

But no one picks up a scalpel

and instinctively knows
how to open a chest.

Procedures take practice and repetition.

You'll get better with time.

But what if I don't?

- Maybe this was a mistake.
- What was a mistake?

Med school.

I gave up an NFL contract to come here.

Could've paid off my mom's mortgage,

put my little brother through school.

My family relies on me
financially, if I fail out...

Whoa, you are getting way
ahead of yourself.

You keep at this, you'll get better.

Now do it again.

Get a grip on yourself
or it'll be Gabby who suffers.

Dr. Charles, my wife...

This whole thing has
been really hard on her.

She and Gabby haven't spent
more than a night apart

since the day we adopted her.

I imagine it's incredibly
hard on both of you. Right?

I mean, the stress,
emotion's got to run high.

We all say things, do
things we regret. Right?

Look, not for nothing, I'm here.

You want to talk about anything?

- Anything at all?
- No, you know what?

You make a good point. I
should find Jeanette.

I... I owe her an apology.

Any word on Gabby's CT?

- It was negative.
- Oh, that's good.

Look, I've been thinking.

Why don't we see if we can get a look

at Gabby's adoption records?

Sometimes courts will unseal them

in the case of imminent medical need.

But didn't the parents
say Gabby's a ward

of the state with no
surviving relatives?

Yeah, but at this point,
I'm pretty sure

there's something
they're not telling us.

I'll make the call.

I spoke with
an immigration attorney.

Under provisions in the
Violence Against Women Act,

battered immigrant spouses
can self-petition

for legal residency.

Without their spouse's knowledge?

Yes and if Mrs. Carson's
petition is approved,

she'll be eligible to work in the US.

Thank you, Ms. Goodwin.
I'll go speak with Daria.

All rightie.

Where's Adam?

He goes for food,
but he comes back soon.

I only need a second.

Daria, there is a way for
you to stay in this country

without Adam's help.

You can even get a work visa.

- But if Adam finds out...
- That's the thing.

He won't find out.

Dr. Manning.

I was just checking on Daria.

You know, I was thinking,

if we're just going to watch and wait,

we may as well go home.

You'd be more comfortable there.
Right, babe?

- Babe?
- Mr. Carson,

I don't think you understand

the gravity of your wife's situation.

We're not just watching and waiting.

It is imperative that Daria
remain in the hospital.

That's your opinion.

Yes, my medical opinion.

- What's going on here?
- We'd like to be discharged.

No. That would be against
medical advice.

So we've been told.
It's fine.

Well, that's not up to you.
That's the patient's decision.

Tell them you want to leave.

Daria, you do realize that
if you leave the hospital

in your condition,

you will be exposing yourself
to significant health risks?

Yes. I want to go.
Please.

Okay then.

We'll get the paperwork started.

Goodwin found Daria a legal
fix for the long-term,

but if she walks out
that door with him...

It won't matter. Next time
he hits her, it'll kill her.

Hey, got your page.

Just heard back. We can't
get Gabby's adoption records.

- Why not?
- Because they don't exist.

Okay, so the state made
a clerical error

or they lost our adoption records.

I fail to understand
how this is our fault.

- No one was blaming you.
- Then what were you doing

going behind our backs without
our consent in the first place?

Mr. Philips,
please just try to stay calm.

Jeanette, you asked me before
if an addict can donate.

Leave my wife alone!

I need you to know that
if they're clean now,

they very well could.

Really?

I know how much you both
love your daughter.

But if you're withholding information

that could help us save her life,

now is absolutely the time to tell us.

We... we had to do something,

we couldn't just leave her there.

Gabby was, um, just a baby.
She wasn't even a year old.

And she'd leave her out in the
hallway for hours in this, uh,

ratty old bassinet.

Um, we could hear her
wailing from our apartment.

Who would leave her?

That woman. The mother.

She was inside getting high,

getting strung out on
who... who knows what.

We were just going to take
her up to our apartment

for a night, I swear.

Give her a bath, get her fed.

Wait, you kidnapped her?

No, it's... it's not like that.

We had to save her.

I'm sorry, but you know
we have to report this.

We know.

Look, um...

Could we have a moment with Gabby?

To try to explain?

- Of course.
- I'm... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Shh, it's okay.

It's going to be okay.

- What's going on?
- Pressure just dropped.

No pulse. He's in V-fib.

What happened?
Why did he arrest?

Don't know yet.
What were his last labs?

PH was 7.1,
but we've been correcting it.

Take over. Charge to 200.

Charging.

And clear.

Lab just called with
a critical value.

Potassium is 9.

All right,
two amps of bicarb, amp of D50,

and charge to 200 again.

Why the hell's
his potassium so high?

- Bicarb's in.
- Clear.

He's back to sinus rhythm.

Well, your shunt must've failed.

There's no bleeding.

Strong pulse in the right foot.

Damn it.

No pulse in the left foot.

Compartments are hard as a rock.

The line in the artery
must've thrombosed the leg.

- The line I put in.
- The muscle's dying

and dumping potassium
into the bloodstream.

The leg's gotta go.

You're going to amputate
his good leg?

We don't have a choice.

Whoa, whoa. Hold on.
What are you doing?

We got to book an OR.

No, I mean what are you doing
sawing off this guy's leg?

It's going
to keep dumping potassium

and stopping his heart.

Even if you take off the leg
and he stops arresting,

- he's never waking up.
- You don't know that.

His pupils were sluggish
when he got here.

He already lost a massive
amount of blood.

You're saying he suffered
an anoxic injury

- in the field?
- Of course he did.

The guy was a goner when he got here.

He's on his way to brain
death no matter what we do.

Unbelievable.

You're worried

that he might just pull
through, aren't you?

You're reaching.
No way he's pulling through.

Oh, that's what you're
counting on, right?

- That he dies?
- What do you mean?

Dr. Lanik is worried
about a malpractice suit.

The patient survives, he's accountable.

Guy wakes up, he's going
to wonder why we amputated

his good leg, right?

- You're a coward.
- Get over yourself.

All you're doing is rearranging
deck chairs on the Titanic.

As long as this guy has
a fighting chance,

I am going to do everything
I can to save him.

The leg comes off.

You know, it's not just my neck

on the chopping block.

He put the line in.

So if I take a hit,

you can be sure as hell
the kid goes down too.

- Mr. Carson?
- What?

More paperwork for me to fill out?

Given the high risk associated

with discharging Daria...

The hospital's Ethics
Committee is convening

- an emergency meeting.
- You got to be kidding me.

I know my rights. You can't
keep us here against our will.

Dr. Manning, Dr. Halstead.
I need you. It's Daria.

- No pulse.
- What?

The aneurysm must've ruptured.

She was fine a second ago.

- Maggie, start bagging.
- Got you.

She's asystolic.

Do something.
You're... you're not helping her.

Step outside. Now.

Milligram of Epi.

Epi's in.

Another milligram of Epi.

Stay with me Daria, stay with me.

Pulse?

Epi.

Come on, Daria.

No.

She's gone.

Time of death, 17:32.

The birth mom, Alyssa Thompson,

is on her way in.

We were able to track
her down with the info

the Phillips provided.

- Is she clean and sober?
- Seems like it.

Been working as a hotel
maid for the past 6 years.

Good. Hopefully, she'll be
willing to get tested

- to be a donor.
- Yeah.

Nearly had a heart
attack when we told her

we found her daughter.

- What's...
- Mr. and Mrs. Philips?

I'm going to need you to come with me.

Wait, wait... no.

We're so sorry, baby.

No, please. Please.

- We have no choice.
- So sorry.

Can you do something?
Can you...

Please forgive us.

I... I know this is
very scary...

This is all of your fault.

Mr. Carson,
we're sorry for your loss.

What happens now?

What sort of arrangements
do I have to make?

After the autopsy is complete,

likely in about 6-8 weeks,

- you could...
- Wait, autopsy?

Yes, it's the law that
all traumatic deaths

go for an autopsy to determine
the cause of death.

But we already know what happened.

Well, the crash is
the presumed cause of death.

The medical examiner
will need to rule out

- other possibilities.
- Like what?

There was bruising
in her initial exam

that is not consistent with
the mechanism of injury

from the crash.

Daria wouldn't have wanted
an autopsy.

People poking and prodding her body.

As her next of kin, I refuse.

The ME has jurisdiction
to perform the autopsy

with or without your consent.

But feel free to voice
your objections directly.

She'll be here to take
your statement shortly.

You can wait here.

We'll retrieve you when she arrives.

How's the husband taking it?

Oh, he's worried.

Just what we expected.

Daria. Daria, it's okay.

He's gone?
He will not come back?

No, trust me.

He's going to stay as far
away from this hospital

as he possibly can.

We know this was
an unorthodox intervention.

No, Dr. Manning,

this was a complete misappropriation

of medical care.

What if your fake code had caused

the patient to rupture?

The compressions were staged.
I wasn't using full force.

And light compressions
wouldn't spike blood pressure...

Save it, Dr. Halstead.

If Carson hadn't bought
your little charade,

do you have any idea of
the legal ramifications?

He would've gone after
your medical licenses

and then you pulled Maggie in.

I can't believe she allowed
herself to be involved.

Ms. Goodwin,

if we could've stayed within
the lines, we would have.

But in this instance,
that would have meant

sending a woman out the door

knowing she would very possibly die.

Enough.

Another stunt like this

and both of you will be
looking for work elsewhere.

And just so you know,

an immigration attorney is
meeting with Mrs. Carson

shortly and a social
worker is standing by

to find a shelter for her.

Thank you.

Dr. Rhodes.

BP and heart rate suddenly spiked.

Now he's bradycardic.

Both pupils are blown bilaterally.

No corneal.

No gag.

We'll need an apnea test to
confirm, but it appears...

He's brain dead.

Herniated due to an anoxic brain injury

from prolonged downtime in the field.

Just like I said he would.

You should be happy. Dodged that bullet.

Will you excuse me?

From now on,
you'll stay out of my way.

Likewise.

Is that Kylie?

She goes by Gabby now.

I can't believe...

All these years I thought she was dead.

- Would you like to meet her?
- Yes.

Uh, Gabby,
I think you have a visitor.

Alyssa is here.

Hi.

I'm so happy to see you.

- You are so beautiful.
- Get away from me.

You're not my momma.

Gabby, I know this is confusing.

I want her out of here.
I don't care.

- I'm not here to hurt you.
- Get out.

Get out!

I get it.
I wouldn't expect her to...

But I just thank God that
I get a second chance

to be in her life in some way.

To be some kind of mother.

Thank you for agreeing
to get tested.

Anything. Anything she needs.

If you follow me,
I'll get you started.

Excuse me.
The couple that took her.

Where are they?

They're in police custody.

I was hoping I may be able
to thank them.

They saved her life.

"Thank them", wow.

Motherhood, you know.
Mysterious powerful thing.

Something you and me will
never fully understand.

We took a huge risk today.

No regrets.
I'd do it again.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Your sash.

Do you really think she'll notice?

Nat, it's Maggie.

Fine, but I am not putting it on

until we're out of the hospital.

All right.

Okay, I'll be right back.

I don't need another lecture right now.

And I'm not here to do that.

Listen, Em,

I may not understand your
decision to stay with Bernie,

but I'm not in your shoes

and you need to do what
you think is best.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I'm so glad to hear that.

I have some news. Kind of big news.

Okay.

As soon as Bernie's discharged,

we're going to move to Las Vegas.

Okay, Em.

Okay.

Awesome. Okay.

First one's the hardest.

Huh?

You didn't cause his death,
you know that, right?

That's not it.

When Mitch died for a moment,

for a split second...

I was relieved to be in the clear.

You're human.

Now, look, the minute that
you walk into this hospital,

the only person relying on you
needs to be your patient.

This is already a high-pressured gig

and you need to find a way
to leave everything else

at the door. You got me?

I hear you.

Thanks, Dr. Rhodes.

You hang in there, Terry.
You're going to be fine.

Arr, matey.

You clean up nice, Dr. Bekker.

- You're not so bad yourself.
- Shall we?

Thanks for coming.

I'll go get us another round.

All right.

Hey, can I talk to you
for a quick sec?

Yeah, sure.

What's going on, man?

I'm just giving you
a heads up, out of respect.

Okay.

I'm bringing Ray Burke in
for an echo and an MRI...

Jesus, Will,
you're not his doctor.

And I can't, in good
conscience, withhold possibly

life-threatening information from him.

If you make a move in his
direction without our go-ahead,

I promise you, you will regret it.

Look, man, because of the bug
that you planted,

the Task Force has Intel

that Ray's meeting with
his crew in a week.

Okay, this close to taking him down.

He'll get treated in custody.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd
like to get back to your party.

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