All language subtitles for Chicago Med s04e05 What You Dont Know.eng

It can be stressful planning a wedding.

Had a couple last year

almost come to blows over
the table centerpieces.

We called it the War of the Roses's.

[LAUGHS]

How are things going for you all?

Will. Natalie.

I think we're coping just fine.

- Don't you think, Nat?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, we work together all
the time so that helps.

By that she means we're used
to fighting and stress.

I always tell couples during Pre-Cana

that it's not the fighting
that undermines a marriage.

It's the not fighting.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Sorry, forgot to put it on vibrate.

It is impossible to overstate
the importance of communication

in building and sustaining
a healthy marriage.

[CELL PHONE BEEPING]

- Do you need to get that?
- No, it's nothing.

I swear no more interruptions.

Where were we?

Yes...

where were we? [LAUGHS]

Getting marriage advice
from a celibate man

- is kind of hysterical.
- [CELL PHONE BEEPING]

Although I didn't know that
"Don't go to bed angry"

dates back to Saint Paul.
I always thought

it was something from
Dear Abby or someone.

_

- What's that about?
- _

It's just Jay. I got
some errands to run.

How about I catch up
later with you at work?

Why don't I take you? I've got time.

That's okay, I can get an Uber.

Don't be silly.

I like running errands. You know that.

I do.

Just the kind that a
bride-to-be shouldn't

necessarily be aware of.

Okay.

See you.

You need to keep your phone on.

I told you I had the Pre-Cana.

- What couldn't wait?
- Ray Burke.

You got to go see him today.
Yeah, we're picking up chatter.

He's hosting something tonight.
We want to get ears on it,

so come on. Let's go. We
gotta get you prepped.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

- [ALARM BLARES]
- Caesar, what do you got?

49-year-old male,

high-speed motor vehicle
collision, GCS 9.

Baghdad, you got a name?

Keith Yates, BP 94/70, heart rate 122,

sat 93% on a nasal cannula.

Mr. Yates, I'm Dr. Rhodes.

Can you understand what I'm saying?

He's not lucid enough
to clear the C-spine.

Board and collar stay on.

Let's get him in there.

All right, on my count.

One, two, three.

All right, multiple facial lacs,

open fracture of the right tibia,

muffled breath sounds on the left.

Let's get a chest X-ray.

Sternum took a lot of impact here, guys.
What happened?

He hit a stanchion head on.
For some reason,

- the airbags didn't deploy.
- No seatbelt either?

- Mm-mm.
- Clear.

X-ray's up.

Big hemathorax on the left.
Let's set up for a chest tube.

Give him five of morphine,
two of midazolam.

Lidocaine.

Scalpel.

Tube.

[SCREAMS]

Oh, glad to see you're with us, Mr.
Yates.

Bolus a liter of saline,

hang two unites of uncrossed blood.

- I'm still alive.
- Yes, you are.

I'm gonna do a quick ultrasound
of your belly, okay?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Let me go!

[SOBBING]

I wanna die.

Why won't you let me die!

[CRYING]

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

- Have you ever seen anything
so beautiful?

Look.

Has your smile.

- Mm, I don't know.
- Yes. Yes. I can tell.

I'm gonna go discharge room three, okay?

I'm really happy for you guys.

Thanks, April. [SIGHS]

Can't believe how real this is getting.

Well, I better get back to the office.

- Ethan.
- Bernie.

- Call me later, okay?
- Okay.

Bye.

Bernie said you two had a nice chat.

Not sure I'd describe
it as a chat per se,

but, yeah, I heard him out.

God, you know, I'm kind of
blown away to be honest.

I mean, you meet a guy in AA,

you got to be a little reticent, right?

It's good he came in with you today.

Thanks for giving him a chance, Ethan.

- Oh.
- Hi.

Hey, so is it as awkward as I imagined?

Father Brady was a doll.
Will on the other hand...

What'd he do now?

I don't know.

It's like I was supposed
to be there for him,

and yet he was barely there.

Probably just pre-wedding jitters.

Unless you think it's
something more serious.

No.

- All right then. Okay.
- Yeah.

- It's bigger than I thought.
- It's small enough.

Trust me, you want it
to have a little heft

'cause it's easier to palm.

- We up to speed?
- Yeah.

Special Agent Ingrid Lee,
this is my brother, Will.

- Hello, Will.
- Hello.

I... you're not supervising this?

I told you, it's a joint task force,

so the FBI's gonna be taking the lead.

The Bureau frowns on Cis being handled

by their own family members.

It'll be cleaner this way.

All right, so the key for you, Will,

will be to find a place to stash the bug

so it's as close as possible
to where Ray likes to sit.

Anywhere in the vicinity, bam,

open mic night at the
Ray Burke Comedy Club.

How am I supposed to do
that if he's sitting there?

Can't you find a way to
get him out of the room?

Have him go pee in a cup or something.

You don't think he's
gonna be suspicious?

Just me calling him out of
the blue, tell him I'm...

I need to make a house call?

This isn't out of the blue.

It's a pre-existing heart
murmur you're following up on,

and Ray's the one who said
he prefers house calls.

He also knows I'm related to a cop.

You're his doctor.

That's why this is so perfect.

People inherently want
to trust their doctor.

Yeah, and I'm breaking that trust.

He thinks I'm coming there to help him.

[GROANS]

I thought you said he
was totally on board.

We are. He is.

My gut was telling me
he was a suicide risk

as soon as I heard about the air bag.

I should have taken more precaution.

You're a doctor, not a clairvoyant.

Don't beat yourself up.

Mr. Yates continues to dump blood,

and it's not slowing down.

Heart puts 350 cc per hour,
base deficits already at 12.

He needs surgery now.

- Can't do that.
- He refused consent.

If we operate without his permission,

it's considered assault.

He also is refusing to let
us hang any more blood.

He would rip that tube
out of his own chest

if he wasn't in restraints.

He's aware he'll die
without intervention?

Pretty sure that's the point.

So no immediate family?

Both parents deceased,

says he never married, no kids.

He's refusing any outside visitors.

Huh. How soon do you think I
might be able to talk to him?

I gave him five of Ativans,

so I guess another half hour or so.

I'm gonna have him moved upstairs

in case you can get him
to change his mind.

I'll check in with you guys later.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

Hey, Avey, you got a second?
I need a signature.

What am I signing?

It is a petition

for a dedicated bypass
machine for my satellite OR.

The board's never gonna
approve an outlay like that.

But maybe they will give
me the name of the donor

who spearheaded the campaign
in the first place,

and then I can go hit him
or her up for more money.

I thought the donor wanted
to remain anonymous.

Look, I am sure whoever
it is will be flattered

when I come groveling for more.

Ah, thank you. You are a prince.

Dr. Choi,

48-year-old male, signs of
acute alcohol toxicity.

Is he conscious?

A & O times two and wouldn't let
the medics take his vitals.

Mags, there isn't a resident
you could fob him off on?

And deprive you of all the fun?

[SIGHS]

- [GROANING]
- Sir, I'm Dr. Choi.

I understand you've had a
bit too much to drink.

Can you look at me?

Tell me how many fingers I'm holding up?

[GROANING]

- Bernie.
- Ethan.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

I told the ambulance
not to bring me here.

I need to get out of here.

I don't feel so good.

[VOMITS]

Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

April, give me hand.

[GROANING] My stomach.

- Bernie?
- Yeah, Bernie.

Let's clean him up, get him some fluids,

and order an ultrasound. Let
me know when he sobers up.

I'm telling you she needs
to see a doctor right away.

Dr. Manning, this is Tonya Griggs,

and this is her daughter, Neela.

- I don't need to be here.
- She needs to be here.

Look at that bruise on her neck.

She came in last night and
went straight to bed.

Didn't even say good night.

This morning, I found
her crying in her room.

I tried talking with her,

but she won't tell me what happened.

Okay.

Hi, Neela, I'm Dr. Manning.

Can you tell me how you
got these bruises?

I was just messing around
with some friends.

It's really not that big of a deal.

I'm telling you, she's
not acting herself.

Mom, please.

Maybe you should wait outside.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Okay, Neela, I'd like to get
you changed into a gown.

Monique here can help
you if you prefer that.

- I can do it myself.
- Sure.

Thanks.

You said you were feeling some dizziness

last time I was here.

Not anymore. It went away.

You at all out of breath lately?

Mm-mm.

Any chest pain, headaches?

Honestly, Doc, I never felt better.

Yeah, my father's a freaking bull.

[LAUGHS]

What's going on, Doc?

You seem a little tense.

Too much coffee, I guess.

[TENSE MUSIC]

Damn it. Sorry.

Wedding jitters.

We're all set here.

Hey, Tommy, you wanna do me a favor

and push that green button
on the EKG machine,

the green one, and then I'll
tell you again when to stop it.

- This button here?
- That's the one.

[EKG BEEPING]

Is it supposed to be doing that?

Yep.

The miracles of modern science, huh.

Right here in your living room, Pop.

Don't mean to bust your balls,

but we're gonna need a
final head count soon.

What's that?

For the wedding reception.
We need a head count.

Of course, this week for sure, yeah.

Okay, well, we're done.

Tom, would you push it again?

All that for ten seconds?

That's it.

You gonna tell me what it says?

I gotta confer with the cardiologist,

and I'll get back to you soon as I can.

He assured me he was
committed to his sobriety,

then he falls off the wagon
after seeing an ultrasound.

What happens when there's
an actual mouth to feed?

He's an addict whose life
just got turned upside down.

Yes, he faltered,

but right now what he needs
is understanding and support.

Tomorrow, you can kick his ass.

Here, his scans.

Let's go check on our patient.

- How are you feeling?
- Been better.

Any idea when I can get out of here?

Not right away. The abdominal CT we took

revealed a mature pancreatic pseudocyst.

Have you had problems with
your pancreas before?

12 years ago. I had a
bout with pancreatitis.

One of the multitude of reasons
why I decided to get sober.

I'm keeping you under
observation tonight

to make sure it doesn't rupture.

I feel so humiliated.

Look, this is not the impression

I wanted to make to my
future brother-in-law.

I'm such a loser.

Just say it. Just tell me I'm a loser.

You've had a lot put on your plate.

- We all make mistakes.
- Thank you.

Thank you both.

I hate to put you guys in this position,

but can you not tell Emily any of this?

You're not gonna tell her?

I'm really sorry.

Oh, my God, Bernie, how could you slip?

After all this time.

- Are you his doctor?
- Yes.

He told you about the
pancreatitis, I assume?

His doctors told him he could
never, ever drink again.

Oh, Bernie.

I'm sorry, who are you exactly?

I'm Ashley Kim, Bernie's wife,

and this our daughter, Jamie.

Hey, Dad.

Hi, sweetie.

[GROANS]

[TENSE MUSIC]

Stop with the questions.

Can't you just let me die in peace?

Just answer me this.

You say that you don't
want any visitors,

but according to your chart

you're pretty much alone in the world,

so I'm just curious who is it
that you are hoping not to see?

Freeze, stop it.

Freeze?

What?

You said freeze.

Please? Did you mean
to say please stop it?

No.

Keith, you've been...

you been having a hard time

mispronouncing words, repeating words?

No.

You know, you seem a little agitated.

Why don't we...

why don't we get rid of these for now.

- No... no, I'm okay.
- No. No.

I just wanna give you a little break.

Freeze, stop it!

It'll get a little spasmy.

[GASPS]

[TENSE MUSIC]

Keith, that's not a muscle spasm.

That's... it's chorea.

You have Huntington's
Disease, don't you?

They say it only gets worse from here.

Got enough reason to wanna kill myself.

Monique.

How is she?

Good news is, there are
no signs of concussion.

However, I would like
to discuss with you

the kinds of injuries I am seeing.
The bruises,

they're not consistent
with having fallen down.

Normally we'd find more abrasions

and they'd be located
more on her joints,

like her knee or her elbow.

Neela's look like she
was being held down.

Oh, my God.

I haven't been able to do
a complete pelvic exam,

- but if I had to guess...
- I knew it.

I didn't want to think it,
but it's true, isn't it?

I do suspect some type
of sexual assault,

but like I said, without
a complete exam...

My baby...

Oh, my poor baby. [CRYING]

You were supposed to check
in as soon as you were done.

Sorry. Nothing went the
way you said it would.

And still you made it happen.

The techs tell me we're
getting clean audio already.

Hey, you did good.

Well, I don't feel good.

I'm not being a good
doctor to my patient,

and, you know, I happen to like the guy.

You need reminding what kind
of guy Ray Burke really is?

You know, I'm also keeping
secrets from my fianc?,

and she's gonna ask where I was today.

What am I supposed to tell her?

From what I understand

she knows you've been
treating Burke, correct?

So tell her the truth.

You're making a house call.

That's not the truth.

You can't read her all the way in.

Trust me, it's better for
everyone her not knowing.

Better for you.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Nothing happened.

It's okay, Neela, I'm not
going to be angry with you,

but I need you to tell me the truth.

Why do you think I'm lying?
Because she said I was?

Neela,

please.

Isn't there an exam you do

to determine if an assault happened?

A rape kit, yes.

We'd start Neela first
with a pelvic exam...

No, I don't want anyone to touch me.

Neela, you have to do this exam.

Mom, I said no!

Ms. Griggs, can I talk to
you outside for a moment?

[TENSE MUSIC]

Just so you know,

I can't administer a rape
kit against Neela's will.

She's 15. I am her mother. I
decide what's best for her.

The exam is very intrusive,

and if Neela isn't willing to cooperate,

we would need to restrain her.

Can't you just put her to sleep?

I'm sorry, it's not that simple.

I don't care.

Whoever did this to my little girl

will pay for what he did.

Oh, Dr. Bekker, it's just been confirmed

Mr. Yates has Huntington's Disease.

The poor man.

So given his underlying condition

and his lack of immediate family,

we've decided not to
surgically intervene

and try to make him as
comfortable as possible.

- Course.
- All right.

- While I have you here.
- Mm-hmm.

Not sure if you've heard,

but Connor's making a
lot of noise about...

The bypass machine, I heard.

He is looking to make his case

to the lead donor directly.

It's hospital policy

not to divulge the identity of any donor

who wishes to be anonymous.

Is that an ironclad thing?

You're worried how

he'll react to you going to
his father for the money.

Yeah, I'd prefer he not find out.

Dr. Bekker?

I heard you were treating
my father, Keith Yates.

I'm sorry... how did you
say you were related?

I'm his son, Max. This
is my fianc?, Elodie.

We literally just arrived
from the airport.

- You're his son?
- Yes.

His neighbor said she heard
something about a car crash.

I been calling hospitals.
They say he was here.

I'm sorry, Max, your
father was in an accident.

He's stable now,

but have you been in
contact with your father?

We email, we talk on the phone.

I haven't seen him in a couple of years.

I've been away at culinary
school in France.

I need to see him. I
need to see him now.

I'm sorry, Max, your
father's made it clear

he doesn't want any visitors.

Well, I'm his son.

This is insane. I just spoke
with my father yesterday.

He knew we were flying home today.

- [SPEAKING FRENCH]
- [SPEAKING FRENCH]

- I'm sorry, I have to go.
- Doctor, please.

You need to help me figure
out what's going on here.

I'll do what I can.

[SOSPENSIVE MUSIC]

- [ALARMS BEEPING]
- His sats are dropping.

Down to 87 now.

Chest tube must have clotted off.

Your son is here in the hospital.

He wants to see you.

No.

That's why you crashed
your car, isn't it?

You wanted to die before
your son could find out.

Sats at 85.

- 84.
- I can't strip it.

- Lidocaine, please.
- What are you doing?

I'm placing a second tube.

Patient has a DNR and a DNI.

That does not mean do not treat.

Dr. Bekker, for God's sake let him go.

Scalpel.

Any idea what might have led to this?

Are you aware of
additional stress factors

in Bernie's life recently?

Actually, yes.

The new house.

You just bought a house.

Well, we're still in escrow, but yeah.

Speaking of, I got to go meet
the contractor over there.

Some kind of plumbing emergency.

When it rains, it pours.

Unless you think this is a bad time.

No, we're just monitoring him.

Okay. Jamie, do you want to come with me

or do you want stay with your father?

- Go with you.
- Okay, come on.

Call me if anything comes up.

- Sure.
- Okay.

Ethan, you need to sign off this case.

Ethan!

Before you say anything...

- You have a wife and kid?
- No, hear me out.

You don't think that's something

my sister needed to know?!

I swear... hear me out, okay?

I swear, Ethan... look, Ashley and I,

we're on our last legs, okay?

You just bought a new house together.

Yeah, I know. That was a bad idea.

I love your sister, Ethan,

and I'm gonna be a good
father to that baby.

I just need to figure out
how to tell my wife.

I'm gonna kill him.

Do you think he'll tell Emily?

What do I care? I'll tell her.

You can't, Ethan. HIPAA.

Why are you protecting this guy?

I am not protecting him.

I'm protecting you.

[PENSIVE MUSIC]

Well, sats are back up. At
least he's breathing again.

What the hell are you thinking?

You wondered who it was Keith
didn't want to come and visit?

It was his son, Max.

Yeah. He's in the surgical
waiting area right now.

He's here?

Yeah. That young man has a

50/50 chance of inheriting
a fatal disease

and he needs to be tested.

We need to convince Keith to
tell him so that can happen.

Yeah, but what if we can't convince him?

We can't keep him alive indefinitely.

Well, then we need to
tell Max ourselves.

We're morally negligent if we didn't.

Divulging a patient's confidential

medical information
is a federal offense.

Not long from now I'm gonna
be sitting across from Max

as he asks me why his father died,

and all I'm gonna be
able to do is shrug.

You were called in just
to fill out claim forms?

Yeah, I don't know why I couldn't

have done this earlier.

Leah made it sound like
it was an emergency.

Don't be angry with Leah.

Must be a lot of turnover
recently in Billing.

I'll talk to someone upstairs about it.

Okay.

Bernie?

Babe, are you okay? What happened?

- What are you doing here?
- Ethan, what did you do?

Ethan!

We talked about this. You
have a desire to drink,

you call me or your sponsor first thing.

Come on, babe, we had a pact.

- We tell each other everything.
- I know, baby.

You want to tell her
what's going on, Bernie?

[GROANS]

I was just about to ask
you the same question.

I'm... I'm sorry, who are you?

Why don't you tell me who you are

since you have your hands
all over my husband?

Bernie, tell me this bitch is
as crazy as I think she is.

[WHISPERING] Oh, my God. Okay.

Bernie.

- I...
- Say something.

- Bernie?
- [GROANS]

- [SCREAMS]
- Oh, my gosh.

Ultrasound.

[TENSE MUSIC]

A lot of free fluid here.

The pseudocyst must have ruptured.

- Brittany!
- Bolus two liters of LR.

Push 100 micrograms Fentanyl.

Tell the OR he's coming up.

He's hypotensive.

BPs dropping, 92/66.

Heart rate's up to 130.

Hey, what'd I miss?

Way too much to go over now.

Sorry about cutting out earlier, I'm...

Errands, right? What are you gonna do?

- Dr. Manning.
- Hmm?

What the hell is holding
up the rape kit?

We'll catch up later.

Ms. Griggs, I already told you.

I am not gonna authorize it
without Neela's consent.

Then I want her discharged

so I can take her to someone who will.

Okay, then.

You must think I'm some kind of monster.

No.

Not at all.

I think you are trying to do
what's best for your daughter

in the midst of a horrible situation.

I was raped when I was Neela's age.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't tell anyone
what had happened...

not even my mother.

I was so ashamed.

So I'm guessing you never
told Neela about this?

[WHIMPERS]

Don't you think she might
be feeling what you felt?

Why she's denying what happened?

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]

If we are gonna help your daughter,

you need to share this with her.

[CRYING]

What, so he told you he loved you?

Who do you think you are
wrecking this family?

[CRYING]

Em.

Em...

Mrs. Kim, due to the emergent
nature of the procedure,

the surgeons were forced to
open your husband's abdomen

to drain his pancreas.

I expect a lengthy recovery.

Don't waste your breath. Come on.
We're leaving.

Bernie's no longer my problem.

Your sister can sit with him
and wipe his ass if she wants.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

Vitner's Triple Cheese, nice.

Tom. Tim. Everything okay?

How's your dad doing?

You're gonna ask him yourself.

He's outside. He sent us in to get you.

Well, it's not really a
good time for me, guys.

It'll only take a minute.

I have a patient I need to see.

You got time to stuff your face.

Come on. Sooner you see
him, sooner you're back.

So where are we going exactly?

Just up over here.

Wanted to leave the car
running out front.

Douchebag valet wouldn't let me.

Will, thanks for seeing me
again on such short notice.

Get in.

[SIGHS] So listen.

I wasn't happy with the way
the exam went earlier.

No?

I didn't want to say anything
in front of the boys,

but when you asked how I was
feeling, I lied to you.

I still got those dizzy spells,

and it's getting harder for
me to remember things.

Not sure if it's related
to the murmur or not,

but I just thought that...

Will?

Hey.

You with me?

I always counsel my patients not
to get ahead of themselves.

Let's review the EKG and
go from there, okay?

So you think it might be serious.

Don't worry, Ray, I'm gonna
get to the bottom of this.

You're good, kid.

Hey.

I heard our suicide has Huntington's.

- That's a tough beat.
- Yeah.

So I just met with the Board.

- What'd they say?
- No.

Wouldn't give me the names
of the donors either;

something about a cloak of anonymity.

- Well, you tried.
- Oh, trying.

Present tense. That's why
I came to you, actually.

Figured you could help me

find out who the number one donor was.

Why would you think that?

Well, I've seen you at these mixers.

You got most of these guys
wrapped around your finger.

I assure you, I don't.

Hey, just ask around.

Come on. You can do
this one thing for me.

One thing?

Really?

You don't need a dedicated
bypass machine.

You only want one 'cause you hate it

when you have to bring
patients upstairs to me.

You have everything you need

right in front of you to
make this thing work.

Stop always grasping for more

and appreciate what you've got.

[COUGHS]

You're still here?

Well, if you're not gonna
let your son sit vigil,

I'm afraid you're stuck with me.

Although I really wish you'd
rethink your position.

Keith, Max needs to know
about your condition

so he can be tested.

No.

You know that he has a right to know.

Max has already been tested.

When I was diagnosed, I
took him in secretly.

My ex-wife never knew.

Max was seven.

I hoped the news would be good.

And it wasn't?

Max is 25.

I was his age when I found out I had it.

I lost my purpose in life.

It all seemed so pointless.

I don't want that for my son.

[ELECTRONICS BLARING]

How's he doing?

BP's 80/43.

Ten of morphine.

Listen, Keith, you don't
know how he's gonna react.

He might surprise you,

and medicine is advancing
so rapidly, Keith,

that there could be a cure

by the time he contracts the disease.

Sir, you can't go in there!
No visitors allowed!

Let me in there... that's my father.

Dad, it's me, Max. Max.

What's happening?

Sir, you're not supposed to be in here.

72/30.

Look, do something. He can't breathe!

He asked not to be intubated, Max.

Dad, please, listen to me.

I proposed to a girl at
school and she said yes.

Okay? Her name is Elodie.
I-I know you'll like her.

She's just outside now.
I want you to meet her.

Just please, let the doctors save you.

- [EKG FLATLINES]
- Is anyone gonna do anything?

Bring him back.

Bring him back!

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Time of death, 19:13.

So sorry.

[CRYING]

Do you need any help finding a mortuary

after the ME releases his body?

I already contacted one.

I realize it was frustrating being
refused access like you were.

He also stipulated that his
medical record be sealed

for the next fifty years.

Fifty years.

What was he so afraid of me finding out?

I loved my dad, I did.

I always felt like he was
hiding something from me.

I'm not gonna be that way with my kids.

I don't even know how my father died.

Are you aware, Max,

that you can ask the medical examiner

to perform an autopsy?

As a next of kin, you have that right.

Doesn't he, Dr. Bekker?

- Yes, he does.
- Yeah.

You never know, you might
get a couple answers

to some of those questions you have.

Maybe I will.

Thank you.

An autopsy?

That'll tell Max the truth.

He's planning on having children.

He needs to know the risk.

Despite Keith's good
intentions, I don't know.

Maybe some secrets you
just don't get to keep.

How you doing, Em?

[SIGHS]

Can't even imagine how
you must be feeling.

And here I was wondering if
he was marriage material.

Guess we answered that question.

I wish you didn't have
to find out this way,

but at least now you can make plans

for your baby in your
life without Bernie.

I'm not leaving Bernie.

He's the father of my child, Ethan.

I have to make this work.

But he lied to you.

And so did you. I'm pretty sure

I didn't need to fill out
all those forms today.

You orchestrated this huge
public confrontation,

humiliating me,

jeopardizing Bernie's health.

No, I was trying to protect you.

Yeah, I don't know.

Think you're just trying
to rub my nose in it.

Hey, that's not why he did it.

He's had your back this
whole time, Emily.

You got to know that.

[SIGHS] I don't know.

That was all you could do.

Here's the discharge paperwork.

I told Neela the truth,

and she told me what really happened.

She went to a party and
there was this boy.

- It's my fault.
- No.

No, honey, it's not,

and I won't let you think it is.

Do you hear me?

This boy attacked you.

He's the only one responsible.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Is it too late to do the exam?

That's for Neela to decide.

It's what I want.

I'll go get things started.

Hey,

there you are.

I was hoping you hadn't left yet.

Actually, I was... I was just
about to come looking for you.

I wanted to apologize.

You're right.

A lot of people have invested

a lot of energy to make
this room a reality,

and all I've done is complain
about how it's not enough.

I have been making it seem

like I settled by deciding to stay here,

but truth is...

I was looking for an excuse not
to take the job at Mayo...

because I didn't wanna leave you.

Oh?

Yeah.

I'm just putting it out
there on the table.

- [LAUGHS]
- Hey, I felt like,

I felt like I should come clean.

Anyway, you said you
were looking for me.

Yeah, um...

I wanted to tell you...

We lost Keith.

I heard. Thanks.

Um, Well... I have

an M&M tomorrow I have
to prepare for, so...

Yeah, I've got some
protocols to run myself.

Kay.

What are you looking at?

EKG. This patient's pretty clearly

in Type 2 second-degree heart block.

Then you should probably
follow up with an echo.

Whose chart is it?

Don't know. One of the med students

asked me to look at it.

Hey.

You remember how Father Brady

talked about communication today?

What the hell, Will?

The texts, the errands,
whoever's EKG this is,

and who were those two guys

that you disappeared with today?

Look, I am excited to spend
the rest of my life with you,

but I don't want you holding back.

I don't want any secrets.

The EKG is Ray's.

Ray Burke's? From the reception hall?

I made another house call
today to check his heart.

Those were his sons, Tom and Tim. Ray...

needed to talk to me, so...

So why wouldn't you just tell me that?

I don't know. Maybe
because I feel guilty

about what I'm really doing there.

Well, you're making a house call.

What's there to feel guilty about?

I'm using him, aren't I,
to get the reception hall.

I guess it makes me feel a little dirty.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I turned what should have
been nothing into a big deal.

It's okay.

Put your work away.

All right.

[PENSIVE MUSIC]

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