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- You don't have papers.

After everything over
these years,

I'm not worried about
leaving her home alone.

- Stop.
- Come on!

- How's she doing?

- Somewhere between
didn't happen

and can't stop thinking
about it.

- I get to her office
with a bouquet of flowers.

Nervous. Hoping she'll say yes
to coffee.

But she thinks
I'm the delivery guy.

- She didn't remember you?

- So I pretended
to be the delivery guy
and I got out of there.

She gave me a good tip though.

- Okay.

- How is Rania settling in?

- She's great, although
she'd rather be teaching
than serving coffee.

Amira loves that she's here.

I guess I'm a better father
than I am a mother.

- Who said you were any good
at either?

- Tell me again Khaled. You
tried for asylum two years ago.

Why does your new lawyer think
it will be any different today?

- He does this for people
whose first claim was denied.

He says even though I've been
living here without papers,

he can make the case
it's not safe for me in Libya.

There's too much fighting
and violence.

- And he knows this official in
the office in Ottawa?

He's confident?

- That's why my interview
is there.

What about you, Bashir? Do you
love having Rania here too?

- I do.
Of course I do.

They don't tell you on the spot
if your appeal is successful?

- No, but Mr. Kline says
I can work legally

while it's being processed.

- And if it isn't successful?

- Thank you, brother.
For the money,

and for getting me here.

- Mr. Gupta?
I'm Dr. Hamed.

- Gupta. Like loop.

- Mr. Gupta, I hear you have
a puncture wound.

- You make it sound like
I was stabbed.

Not so exciting as that
Dr. Ahmed.

- Hamed.

- I turned into an exposed nail.

- How long ago did that happen?

I only ask because it
looks infected.

- Three days ago.

I dressed it myself,
but I guess not very well.

- When you last get
a tetanus shot?

- When I came from India,
four years ago.

Where are you from
Dr. Hamed?

- Syria.
Two and a half years ago.

- And you are already a doctor?
Good for you.

- Well, back home,
I was already a doctor.

Here, I'm still a resident.

- Still, so fast.

- Right place
at the right time I suppose.

I'm fortunate someone gave me
an opportunity.

What do you do for work, sir?

- I am trained as
an electrical engineer.

Will you need to stitch?

- Because of the infection,
I think we should leave it open.

We should order some blood work
just in case,

and get you started
on antibiotics.

- My company needs a form saying
I'm fine to go back to work.

You'll sign it?

- Let's wait and see
what your labs say.

- You break that, you buy it.

Jake Cooper?
I'm Dr. Hunter.

- Wow, you're young!

I mean, this is my first
hospital rotation

and I wasn't planning
on making a terrible
first impression?

- Don't sweat it.
How's third-year med school
treating you?

- Good. Good. Yeah.

I'm glad to be getting a break
from exams though.

- Hmm. So why pediatrics?

- It wasn't my first choice.
My first choice was full,

but I figured I should probably
just keep my options open.

- Then I'll save you
the sales pitch.

Except to say that like
any calling, it chooses you.

- No missed appointments?
- No.

- No fluctuations
in your rhythm.

If this holds, we can push
your pacemaker another year,

maybe two.
- That's great.

- One more thing.

Any interest in a part-time
resident practice?

- Really?
- Emerg would come first.

I could use a resident with
your experience in cardiology.

I know your own cardiac history
isn't something you spend
a lot of time dwelling on,

but these experiences
are formative.

And who better than someone
who knows what it's like
to be a cardiac--

- I don't think so.

I mean, thank you. That's
a great offer, I just, um...

I don't think it's
the right time to take on more.

- You're busy. I figured.
No problem.

- You've been my mechanic
for 20 years, Frank.

First time you've come to me
for medical help.

More pain, yeah?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah. Okay.
- I'm a fix-it-myself
type of guy, Jed.

Is whatever this is gonna mean
more problems for me?

- You mean like coming in
with an oil leak and needing
an engine rebuilt?

No, it's just
a dislocated shoulder.

- You're pawning me off.

- Eh, an apprentice,
same as you.

Claire starts a new role
soon and needs a--

- Guinea pig?

- Trust me and just lie
back already.

- I got it.

- Okay. So it's like
a handshake, you know,

and you'll slowly
work it up to 90 degrees.

- There's resistance.
- Well, there should be.

Frank.
Frank, are you with us?

- Um...
- Frank.

- Huh.
- His pulse is strong.

- Yeah, you just got to, um...

just gotta hyper-extend it.

There we go. Okay.

- It's alright, Frank,
just breathe.

- Okay, well, I'm getting
an irregular heartbeat,

and so, for a man your age,
we're gonna want to rule out

anything like
cardiac arrhythmias,

hypoglycemia or
blood pressure issues.

- You said it was just
a shoulder, Jed.

- The loss of consciousness
changes that.

We'll keep you a little longer,
run some tests.

Dr. Curtis.

Was it necessary to steamroll
Claire like that?

- I just... I wasn't sure if
she needed help and I thought...

I wasn't sure if you--
- Let me set the record
straight.

I'm not hands on,

but if I need anyone stepping in
on a patient I'm overseeing,

I will ask.
Any questions?

- Which one of you is
Dr. Hunter?

- That's me.
- You've been served.

- Guess that's one way to
announce I'm getting a divorce.

- Theo. I'm so sorry.

- In other news,
has everyone met Jake Cooper?

- Hey, Theo.

- I knew it was coming.

Didn't think it would be
in front of all my colleagues
but, uh...

I still get to see
plenty of the girls.

Even got myself an apartment.

A divorced dad's apartment
in Sudbury.

If you have to take that.

- Yeah, sorry,
just one second. Hello?

I've got an urgent
walk-in in here!

- What happened?

- These two got out the back
of a car and they just--

- My neighbour fell through
the glass doors of our building.

We couldn't tell how bad it was
until we got him in the car.

I'm scared if I move my hands
they'll pop out again.

His insides.

- Okay. Let's go.
I need help in here!

Okay Alison, we've got you.
Claire will take over

after I count to three.
- Standing by.

- Alright. Let's give our good
samaritan a break, Dr. Leblanc.

- On it. One, two, three.

- Airway is patent! Pulse is
weak and rapid! Prepare for MTP!

- Will he be okay?
- He has a chance, now,
thanks to you.

We'll update you as soon
as we can.

- Heart rate is 140,
BP is 90 over 50.

Scratch that, 80 over 60
and losing blood fast!

- Tell me what you're seeing!
- Penetrating hepatic trauma.

Patient rolled through a glass
door. Narrow pulse pressure,

hypotensive, tachycardic, and
hemodynamically unstable.

- That is one exposed liver.
- Possible laceration?

- Gonna have to retract,
to be sure.

- I've only done that once.
- That never stopped you before.

Janie, the retractors
for Dr. Leblanc.

You'll need to find the bleed.

You're going to gently suspend
the organ to look underneath.

Arnold, one gram TXA.
- Yeah.

And putting packed cells
through the level one now!

- Talk to me, Mags.

- The blood's pooling
underneath the liver.

- Are you asking me
or telling me?

- I'm telling. I can't see
where the blood is coming from!

- Arnold, see if you can get
more light. Claire, give her
a hand to get a better look.

Right in there.
- The hepatic artery is...

inferior, anterior, and
to the right.

- Mags?
- I've got the hepatoduodenal
ligament.

- Pressure's dropping, guys!
- Possible tear in the artery.

I'm gonna perform
the Pringle maneuver.

- Yup.
- We need to clamp
the porta hepatis.

- Satinsky clamp!

Oh, I got it.
- Good, good. Right.

Cover the wound with soaked
dressings, get him up to OR now.

- I couldn't see where
the bleed was coming from.

- I understand the way
your confidence is rattled.

I know you took a couple of days
off, but if you need more time.

- No, I'm fine, sir. I just want
things to go back to normal.

- Our new family doctor thinks
it's an allergy.

Put us on a food challenge,
but every time we...

I mean, we rule something out
the vomiting comes back,

and he threw up bile
this morning.

- That does not sound fun,

but why don't you open up
and let me take a look, okay.

- No offense to the hard-working
doctors in the room,

but our GP isn't doing enough.
You know?

We need real results
from real tests, as soon
as you can get us in.

A scope, MRI, blood work,
someone to take this seriously.

- Well, any recurring fever
or headaches?

- No.

- Why don't you lay back for me.

How about stress? 'Cause
that can really do a number
on your stomach.

- We just moved from
Winnipeg.

First year of high school
in a new city.

But Dima here, he's kicking ass
and taking names.

Gets straight A's,
he always has.

He's been a real trooper
about all of this.

We're gonna get
through this, pal.

- Chronic gastritis?
- That's rare in teenagers.

- Appendicitis?

- There's no localized
abdominal pain.

What'd you think about the dad?

- I mean. Nice guy.

He didn't exactly let
his son get a word in?

- And exhaustion and
gastrointestinal symptoms

can all stem from anxiety.

- Well, if it's psychological,
would Dimitri know that?

- I'm not ready to say.

Even well-meaning parents
can have blind spots.

Especially when their life's
in transition.

These things can be delicate.
- I guess you'd know.

As a doctor,
not as a parent. I'd...

I don't even know
if you have kids.

- We'll check for an ulcer,
with a barium swallow,

but that'll have to wait
until tomorrow.

Hopefully, Dimitri will be ready
to open up by then.

In the meantime, you get
to learn how to order GI tests.

- The glass sliced an artery
under his liver,

but we got to it in time
because you kept him alive.

- I've lived down the hall
from him for years,

but I don't even know Warren.

- Well, thank you so much
for everything.

- Are you saying
I should leave?

- I mean, it's just, there's not
much else you can do for him.

- I have his phone, I could...

let his family know
what happened.

- Our social worker can do that.
Unless you know them maybe?

- It's just... I'm always
at work, first thing.

Only today, I was late.
Trust me, I'm an accountant,

I'm the last one to go down
this road,

but it's like the Universe
put me there

at that exact moment.

And now, I've held his liver
in my hands.

I need to see this through.

- I heard you had a major liver
laceration in trauma?

- Apparently, the universe
put me there just to fix it.

- You don't believe in fate?

- I mean, no, but the universe
doesn't reward

or punish us
for who we are.

- Right, that was
Dr. Novak's job

and thankfully he's gone now?

- No, it's now what I...
I don't know.

- Hello again, Mr. Gupta. So
your wound seems under control.

We saw an elevated white blood
cell count in your labs.

So I'll be giving you
a prescription for antibiotics,

as well as instructions
for regular cleaning and
redressing.

- Then I can leave?
- You can...

- And the form? My employer
needs it for insurance purposes.

- You said you were
an electrical engineer,

but on the form it says that
you work on a construction site?

- I said I was trained as one.

Right now I work as
an electrician's apprentice.

- Is this work physical
in nature?

- I pull cables, lay wire.

- If you're bending, lifting,
doing strenuous activity,

it could aggravate your wound...

- So you won't sign it?

- I will, if you agree to rest
for 72 hours.

- They'll replace me
if I take that long.

You can help me, but you won't?

- Sir, I'm trying to help you

by doing what I can to keep
you from risking further injury.

- Someone's forgotten
what it's like when he's not
at the right place

at the right time.

- What about you, Bashir? Do you
love having Rania here too?

- I do. Of course, I do.

I wish we got to stay
where we were.

Live our lives from then.

- If I'm more than five hours,
just go.

- Go back to Toronto?
Without you?

- I missed hearings
after my first asylum claim
was denied.

There's a detention order
against me. They may hold me.

- What? For how long?

- Mr. Kline doesn't think
it will happen

and I said I would risk it.

I gave him your number
just in case.

- Khaled, you're telling me
this now?

- I didn't want you to try
to talk me out of doing it.

Bashir, I don't work,
unless it's under the table.

I am tired of living like
a fugitive.

Always looking over my shoulder
like my life is on hold.

I am not a real person!

Thank you.

- You've reached the voicemail
of Jack Kline...

- BP is 130 over 100,
temp is 38.3,

O2 sats 98!

- Mr. Gupta,
tell me what happened.

- You know this man?
- Yeah, I saw him yesterday

for an infected puncture wound
on his right thigh.

- No pulse, leg's ischemic.

Was it cold and pale yesterday?
- No, but his wound

has been slow to heal.
Ultrasound.

Mr.Gupta, did something
re-aggravate your wound?

Sameer, I need to know
what happened.

They didn't even want
the note.

When I climbed the ladder,
it started.

- Five milligrams morphine!

There's no flow in
the dorsalis pedis artery,

Dr. Atwater. Thrombosis?
- Arterial dissection?

- Pseudoaneurysm can develop at
the femoral artery after trauma.

- We need more imaging
to confirm.

- What is happening to me?

- There's a blockage
in an artery in your leg,

and the blood supply
is being cut off.

- You need a procedure
to resolve it, Sameer,

or you're going
to lose this limb.

Okay, put an IV in,

I need two grams ancef,
one liter of NS.

And let's him to CT angio
to check out the blood vessel.

- Is there someone you'd like us
to call for you, Mr. Gupta?

- Dr. Leblanc! An ER nurse said
you'd be in today.

- Have you been here all night?

- His son is flying in,
but he doesn't land for a while.

Warren's opened his eyes
a couple times, but he just
drifts off right again.

- Totally normal after
the trauma and surgery
he went through.

Isn't there some place else
you need to be?

- I don't want him to be alone
when he does wake up.

I feel like even
the half-stranger from down
the hall is better than no one.

- That's admirable, but--

- Also, I heard a nurse say that
his blood pressure is low,

but I know he takes meds
for high blood pressure.

- How do you know that?

- I found some pills
in his pants.

I left them for Dr. Weir,
but he just had a nurse tell me

that they have
everything in hand.
No one tells me anything

because I'm not family,
and you were so great yesterday.

So I thought maybe if I told you
about his blood pressure--

- Alison, um...

you need to trust his team
to handle it.

You should go home.

Get some rest.

- Morning, Mr. Brezina.

- So yesterday they tell me
my shoulder needs an operation,

but they need to run a bunch
of tests first,

and now the nurses are saying
it might not even happen today?

- Right. Well, that's
what I wanted to discuss.

Blood work is showing that your
kidney function is impaired.

- Okay, that's my own
damn fault.

I eat like crap.
Drink too much, I know.

- Actually, I was concerned
about a condition called
aplastic anemia.

- What does that have to do
with my shoulder?

- Nothing. It's a potentially
serious condition

that prevents your body
from producing new blood cells.

- How concerned
are we talking here?

- Enough to want to rule it out
with a bone marrow biopsy.

So a hematologist will be by
soon and we--

- Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.

You want to stick a needle
into my bone

because you have a hunch?

- It's not a hunch.
You're a mechanic.

Benzene in gasoline is one
of the known causes.

- This is why I don't go
to the doctor!

You come in with
one little thing

and leave with a whole
other set of problems!

- This is a potentially
life-threatening condition

we're talking about.
- Or it could be nothing.

- That's what I'm saying.

Can you talk
some sense here, Jed?

- Give us a minute, Dr. Curtis.

- Take this form
to the third floor,

and then take one turn left,
and then one right.

- Can I stay with him
for the X-ray?

- How's it going, guys?

Mr. Furst, we were hoping
you could take me

through all the foods
that Dmitri ruled out during
his allergy tests.

- While I walk him upstairs,

make sure the techs
know what to look for.

- It's cool, Dad.
He can take me.

- Okay,

I'll see you after.

- I am looking for my husband.

Sameer Gupta, someone called.

- That was me, Ms. Gupta.
I'm Dr. Bashir Hamed.

Right this way.

- Jaan.

- You called her, Dr. Hamed?
I didn't want to worry her!

- He said it was an emergency!
Of course I should be worried.

- Anju, I'm fine. There was
an aneurysm in my leg,
but they fixed it. Tell her.

- Um, yes. Surgeons fed a small
wire through Sameer's artery

to clear an obstruction caused
by an exposed nail.

He's recovering, but because
the wound's still infected

his temperature is elevated.

- A nail in your leg?
And this happened at the office?

You said you were promoted.

No more crawl spaces or ladders.

- There are nails at the office!

- Would you lie to your wife
about your job, Dr. Hamed?

- He doesn't have to. He's doing
the job he was meant to do!

- And all my husband does is
punish himself because he's not!

- Can we fight about this
when I feel better?

- Before you were fine. When
things get real, you're sick?

- Anju.

- I want to go home, Sameer.
- Yes, okay.

The doctors have it handled.
I'll be home in no time.

- You know what I meant.
Our home.

Jaan, it's time. You're the only
one who can't see it.

- I'll give you a minute.

- Wait. I need a blood test.

- Anju, why? Are you okay?

- I'm pregnant, Sameer.

Or at least I think I am.

Now you see how it feels
to be kept in the dark.

- Congratulations.

- You know, I took two
home tests,

but I didn't trust them.

We tried for so long.

- Would you like to see
your baby?

Lie back for me.

- You know, in my faith,

you tie a door when you ask
for a blessing.

And we asked one
before we came here.

But I'd given up,
but Sameer never gives up.

- Yes, I noticed.

It's going to be
a little cold.

Heartbeat is strong.
I'd say about eight weeks.

- It wasn't his dream
to come to Canada, it was mine.

I said that there would be more
opportunity for us.

It is always like that.
I dream and he does.

Sameer worked so hard
to make it happen,

and we were both so excited.
But the reality...

- Was, uh, not what
you expected?

- I'm not saying it would be
easy to go back but...

We had a life in Delhi.

And we have family we miss.

And he could be
an engineer there.

Will Sameer be okay, Dr. Hamed?

- He's still very weak.
And he needs a lot of rest,

so his body can fight
the infection.

- We wanted this for so long.

What if it happened
at the wrong time?

- So barium is harmless,
but gross.

So for every sip you get down,
I'll take one too. Deal?

Just think of it as a milkshake.

A radioactive
chalk milkshake.

So how you liking Toronto?

Your dad seems to think
you're getting used to it.

- Him and my mom really
want me to.

- When I started
at this hospital,

I remember knowing no-one.

I used to eat alone in the caf
and I'd pretend to read.

- I don't even go
to ours anymore.

- Because the food sucks?

- I almost never feel
like eating.

Just because when I don't
have to...

I feel better, like...
- You're in control?

- I found this group online.

Other people who feel
the same way.

We sort of set goals
for each other

and cheer each other on
when we make them.

- What kind of goals?

- Eating less calories.

And, um...

Throwing up if we eat
something bad.

I know it shouldn't feel good,
but it does.

- Why do you think
you're telling me this?

- I know that
if I tell my dad...

I know I should stop, but...

- Dimitri, do you want to stop?

- I don't know how.

- Well, I can help with that.

And I can be there
when you talk to your dad,

if you think that
would make it easier.

- Frank's testosterone is low.

- You're thinking andropause?

- And when you give him
the results of his scope,

you should tell him that too.

- I won't be giving him
either of those results.

- I'm pretty sure
he doesn't want to see me.

And you seem to have a problem
with how I deal with him, so...

- Frank's afraid, June.

And like most of us,
he covers with bravado.

You may have to peel back
yours to make room for him
to do the same.

- So you want me to act weak
so he can feel strong?

- Maybe there's a way for you
to meet him in the middle.

- A stressed-out resident of
Dr. Weir's was looking for you.

Something about needing
a consult for the exposed liver
patient you had yesterday.

- No, it's not Weir
who needs me, it's Alison.

The bystander who saved
Warren's life.

She heard his blood pressure
was low and she's now convinced

I'm the person
to interrogate it with her.

- Do you think she's right?

- No, I think I should stay
out of it, and so should she,

but she won't let it go.

- So her relentlessness
irritates you?

- Yes, I see the irony.

- Should I let them know
you're coming?

- Dr. Leblanc, you came.

- Well, you left me no choice.

I have a roster of patients
in Emerg,

but senior surgeons are
dragging me here because of you.

- Who? Weir? I haven't
seen him all day!

Just different residents
every three hours and each time

I'm the one bringing them
up to speed.

- Alison, I spoke to
Dr. Weir myself.

Warren's blood pressure is low,
but in the acceptable range.

- But it's dropping in waves,
and each time it levels,

it's a little bit lower
and his breathing gets shallow.

- Okay, stop.
You just have to stop!

- I can't. Look,
maybe you don't understand,

but I know that if I walk away

when I could have
made a difference...

That's just not the kind
of person that I want to be.

Look I've been watching him
more than anyone else
for a full day now,

and I'm telling you,
he's paler than he was before.

Now, you're the one who found
the injury underneath his liver.

If you tell me that he's okay,
I promise I'll accept it.

- Okay, Alison. One more look.

- Thank you.

- It's impossible.

- What?

- A foreign body near
Warren's heart.

Could be glass from
the accident.

They would have imaged his
abdomen where the wound was.

But maybe it travelled through
his bloodstream.

- What does that mean?

- That you may have just saved
his life again.

- Khaled?

- Dr. Hamed, this is Jack Kline.

- Is Khaled okay?
Tell him I haven't left.

- Unfortunately, Khaled's
in immigration hold for now.

- He's been arrested? He told me
you said that wouldn't happen.

- Well, when an appellant is
in violation of a previous order

border services can request
detention.

I was hopeful they
wouldn't go that route,
but it is where we are.

- You have to get him out.
- We're working on it.

The good news is that Khaled's
not a security threat.

I'll petition release pending
processing of his appeal.

It just may take some time.

- How much time?

- 24 hours at least.

Go back to Toronto, Dr. Hamed.

There's really nothing else
you can do here.

- Mr. Gupta, what are you
doing out of bed?

- Anju hasn't come to see me.
I need to talk to her.

- Anju is fine. She just needs
a little bit of time.

Okay, I'm concerned that
your infection has spread to
your blood stream.

It's called bacteraemia and
it could be lethal.

Let me take you back
to your room.

- I promised her a future here.

If we go home now,

I fail my wife and my child.

Do you understand?

- The life I built and
the home I knew...

doesn't exist anymore.

I would give anything
to get that back.

Let me take you back
to your room.

Hey! His heart-rate's elevated
and he's cold and clammy.

Tell the intensivist he could be
in septic shock.

Go! Sameer! Sameer!

- Since when aren't we honest
with each other?

Why won't you talk to me?
Whatever it is, I need to know.

- Guys? Is everything okay?

Because I got the results
back from imaging,

there's no signs
of obstruction or ulcers.

- So it is psychological then?

That's what the other doctor,
the kid, just told me.

- I am...

I'm very sorry. You never
should have heard that from him.

- Dima? Whatever it is,
we can fix it.

- There's nothing to fix!

He just told you,
the tests didn't find anything.

Can't we just go?

- No.

No. Not until one of you
tells me what's going on.

- We all need to just...

take a deep breath and
we'll talk this through, okay?

- The lab rushed your biopsy
and it's not aplastic anemia.

I know it's been
a stressful time, but uh,
we had to check.

- Let me guess, you have another
theory about why I'm anemic.

- Actually we know why.
You have low T.

Sometimes it's called
andropause, but basically

it just means that
your testosterone levels
are declining.

I mean, sometimes, this happens
when men get older.

You know, this is pretty
good news considering
the alternative, Mr. Brezina.

- That I'm basically
less of a man?

- You just supplement
your testosterone,

make some lifestyle changes,
and on the surface,

it just looks like you're taking
better care of yourself.

- But underneath,
I'm a blubbering mess.

- I mean, show me someone
who isn't, right?

- I can't remember the last time
I let a woman see me cry.

- Same here.

Look, you'll be fine.

And I'll get that shoulder
fixed ASAP.

- Thanks, though.

- Yeah.

- It's very serious,
Mrs. Gupta.

The surgeons need to cut out
the infected tissue

from beneath his original
puncture wound

to keep it from poisoning
his bloodstream.

- Will that save him?

- We'll do our best.

- Sameer!

- Anju!

- I don't care where we are,

as long as we're together.

- There's my husband.

- It's time.

- You come back to your family.

- I realized I hadn't eaten
all day.

What? What happened?

- They did everything
they could,

but the glass pierced
his heart.

- Warren's dead?

Were we too late?

- I'm so sorry, Alison.

His body was still weak,
recovering from trauma,

which makes it harder
to survive a major surgery.

- Then, if I hadn't pushed
for us to do something...

Did I cause this?

- No. This was not your fault.

- But I got involved.

And now I'm grieving someone
I don't even know.

Do you know what that's like?

If I was never going
to be able to help him,

then what was the point?

- Frank found out about
his low T? How'd he take it?

- No, he handled it.

But you think maybe you could
just pretend I didn't tell you?

I don't think he wants
anyone to know.

- Good point.

- Hey. Do you know if
Sameer Gupta's still in surgery?

- Uh, I haven't heard anything.
You want me to call?

- Yes, please.
- Do you have any idea
what you did?

Breaking Dmitri's
confidence like that?

- Dr. Hunter, that wasn't...

The father kept asking
so many questions

about what else it might be,

I didn't know.
- No. You don't know,

you know nothing!
- Dr. Hunter.

- You have charts to finish.

- Tell Mr. Kline
it's Bashir Hamed calling again.

I'm waiting for his call.

Yes. Yes. Hamed.

Hey.
- Hey. Where are you going?

- To check on a patient. You?

- Uh. I don't know, actually.

I was supposed to get off
on one, but I didn't.

- I, uh...

I heard about your liver
laceration. He died?

- Yeah.

- How's your good samaritan?

- Blaming herself.

Asking why she even got
involved at all.

- Because that's who she is.
And no one else would have.

- It's not fair.

How you see me.

- You left this for me?

- Yes, a letter
to your program director,

and a formal offer for you
to do your clinical hours here

when they officially start
next month.

- So I don't get to even
consider any other options?

Thank you for deciding
my future for me.

- I'm not deciding anything,
Claire. I'm just...

I'm just making an offer.

- No, you're trying
to hold on to me.

I know you don't want things
to change, Jed,

but they already have.

And you're acting like
you're facing all this head on,

but you haven't once told me
what you feel

about the fact that
you can't work on patients.

- I'm adjusting.

- No.

You're deflecting.

There's a difference.

- Heard you were looking for me?

- Yeah, you, uh,
you got a minute?

- Didn't have you pegged
as a smoker.

- A secret and
very infrequent vice.

- I really messed up there.

- No, I did.

Putting the dad on you,
knowing how he is.

And then losing it on you?
It's not cool.

- Did I tell you both
my parents are surgeons?

- So you're used
to perfectionist doctors?

- Perfectionist,
divorced doctors.

They split when I was 14. And...

when the myth
of perfection ended,

they got to just,
I don't know,

be themselves, I guess.

- I'll see you tomorrow, Jake.

- I was glad to hear how well
you're responding, Sameer.

Your surgeons tell me
you'll likely be discharged
in a few days.

- Thank you.

- The next time I ask
for a blessing,

it will be for you to find
your way home again.

- Dr. Hamed. I'm sorry
I haven't gotten back to you.

- It's been two weeks,
Mr. Kline.

- I know.
- You said Khaled would only be

in detention one day.
- I know. But he's okay.

His spirits are good,
considering, and we are doing
everything we can.

- Whatever it takes.
If it's a question of money,
I'll pay it.

- Khaled asked me
to pass along his thanks.

And I continue to believe
our appeal has a chance. But...

Well, you may want to get
your head around the idea

that if things don't work out,
he could be deported.

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