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- Who's that? - Lenore Laurent.

Her husband owns the cruise line.

And if you wanted, if you decided that you would like to be an MD,

the captain will support you for a full scholarship.

Vivian has graciously agreed to stay with us

for the rest of the season.

Threesome, baby!

- Threesome. - I think we need to talk.

About what happened.

I had fun.

What happened the other night was wonderful, but it's not me.

I can't do it. I'm a one-woman man.

I love you. But I can't share you.

Oh, my God.

What have we done?

- Lenore, a whole ship full of Quakers? - Quackers!

People obsessed with little rubber duckies

who like to play hide-and-seek all over the ship.

They bring their own to hide,

and then they spend their days searching out for others.

It's the latest cruising craze, Bobby.

You've heard of it. Don't pretend you haven't.

I might have read something about it.

I know that it's some sort of a movement,

but I don't approve, and I'll tell you why.

Captain Nielson over at The Nautilus, he called me up, he told me,

"I had 'em in the engine room, I had 'em in the plumbing.

They were in the lifeboats, for God's sake."

Well, we've booked several dozens of them

for a five-day cruise of fun, joy, duck decorating

and any other duck-related happiness they can concoct.

And you, my darling, will be their cheery host.

Lenore, don't you think that one of the mid-range ships on the line

is better suited for this sort of thing?

We are doing this special week, Bobby.

It is my prerogative as co-CEO,

You are well aware of the economics of this industry ever since COVID,

and C: don't be such a snob of the sea.

The Quackers movement brings in thousands of cruisers a year.

Thousands.

But The Odyssey is the flagship of the line.

She's the lady of elegance and dignity and grace.

Well, this week, she's the flagship of ducks.

And here's another thing about Quackers week:

everybody participates, okay?

Captain's orders.

People are looking for new ways to have clean, innocent fun

in this brutal world.

Last year, 50,000 ducks were hidden on cruise liners globally,

and the Quacker community is only growing.

What's going on here? Why am I only just hearing about this?

The rules. Again, don't shoot the messenger.

Every crew member must make a Quacker.

One that represents you, your dreams, your goals,

what makes you special.

The more personal, the better.

And then the passengers and crew will have one hour to hide their ducks.

For the rest of the passage, it's duck-hunting season, baby.

- Fun ensues. - And there are prizes.

First, second and third place for finding the most ducks,

including free cruises and dinner with our very own captain.

Oh, whoa. Is the crew eligible for this?

Yes, handsome nurse child.

And there is one elusive golden duck that the captain hides.

Whoever finds this wins a cash prize of $5,000.

A golden rubber duckie? Like Willy Wonka?

Social media has literally hundreds of thousands of people

posting photos of their ducks and the ships they find them on.

It's The Odyssey's turn.

I hate crafts. I have no idea what to make.

And this paint smell is making me nauseous.

Name an important woman in history for me to decorate.

Joan of Arc. You can paint her melting and screaming in stoic agony.

Oh, my God.

You know half these ducks are gonna end up in the water?

Do you have any idea how destructive this craze is?

Do you know how much plastic ends up in our oceans every year?

- How much? I bet you know. - Eleven million tons.

There is not a turtle or bird anywhere on planet Earth

that has not ingested this stuff.

You know, one time I was on this animal rescue mission.

I find this seagull all wrapped up in a fishing net.

Airway is constricted, mobility is constricted.

It was just tragic.

And why should our wildlife suffer for our so-called fun?

We never learn.

Well, we could mutiny. I could explain to Lenore that...

God, this paint smell. It is so horrible, right?

Last time you tried to explain something to Lenore, you got fired.

Yeah, but then I got rehired with a raise, so...

That's a good point. Anyway, I'm not doing this.

Wow. I recognize that. Is that Van Gogh?

Uh, Starry Night. Yeah.

What makes that personal?

It's in the Museum of Modern Art in New York,

and my dad was a guard there when I was little.

Yeah?

I used to sit in front of it all the time.

And it's magic and sad,

and Van Gogh was going through a tough time when he painted it,

but it's just filled with beauty.

And that's how life feels to me when I look at the night sky.

Good answer.

What's yours?

It is the Venezuelan Turpial, the national bird of Venezuela.

Huh.

It's, uh...

It's where my first ever cruises were.

They got me hooked on this whole thing, so...

Who'd have thought that these rubber duckies

would make you think so much?

Hmm.

Drill down on who you are, what makes you proud of yourself.

Maybe we'll win this thing.

- Hmm. Maybe a trip to Kyoto. - Oh!

If either one of us wins, we could share.

- Hello. - Hi. Welcome aboard The Odyssey.

Hello.

Hello. Oh, aren't you adorable?

Ooh!

- Hello. Hi. - Hi. Welcome to The Odyssey.

Oh, I like playing hostess with you, Bobby.

I should really visit your little vessel more often.

- It's Robert. - Hmm.

Jill and Jerry Manafort. Hello.

Let me introduce you to our captain, Robert Massey.

Hello.

These are the Manaforts. They're the founders of Quackers United.

- Pleasure. - Pleasure to meet you.

You know, we've done a lot of these Quackers cruises,

but this boat?

This is the dream. The Odyssey.

Some people don't understand

the joy of something as simple as a treasure hunt.

You know, spending hours decorating ducks

or sharing stories.

Lenore, you have been just wonderful.

I mean, supporting our growing and committed community of Quackers.

We are thrilled that you're here.

We have widowers, widows, folks just retiring.

Oh, you know, sometimes I think that the simple pleasures of life,

that's all we have.

Like, friends, family and duck hunts.

Oh. Please, come on.

- Let me show you around. - Fine.

- It's a pleasure meeting you. - Pleasure for us.

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What's with all the ducks?

Ladies, welcome. Welcome aboard The Odyssey.

Do you see Avery anywhere?

She was gonna meet us.

Oh, my God. No!

- Look at you! - Oh, my God!

- Let me guess. Sorority sisters. - No, not even close.

- Best friends since third grade. - Hmm.

We have been through everything together. Three marriages.

Two divorces, including mine.

Max.

And three childbirths.

And four trips to The Eras Tour.

Come on. Let's catch up.

- Oh, my God! - Okay.

Welcome. Make yourselves comfortable.

Ooh. Nice.

Okay, look.

You've made us wait long enough, so out with it. What's the surprise?

Uh, well, um, there's actually two surprises.

I got into medical school.

What?

Yeah. That's why I invited you here.

I wanted to tell you in person.

And I didn't know that it was gonna be Quackers week.

Avery, that's amazing.

Uh, yeah. And the ship is funding it,

and I can work for the cruise line after I graduate and...

Stop it. Avery, you're doing it.

Yes, but, um, wait.

No, we're gonna drink this down and then move on to the next.

I can't because, uh...

The next surprise is I'm...

pregnant.

What?

I'm-I'm actually pregnant.

- Oh, my God. Avery! Oh, my God! - Oh, Avery!

Wait, am I reading the signs wrong here?

Are you... Are you down with this? Not okay about it?

I'm not sure how I feel.

Do you remember when Beau was born?

Do I ever...

Eighteen hours of labor, and you helped pull him out.

Yeah, I cut the cord and we were all crying.

And you were so sure about that baby and how much you wanted it.

And right then I thought, "Okay, yeah. I...

Of course I'd want that."

And now?

And it's okay if you change your mind. I did.

- You took me. You both did. - Mm-hmm.

And I never looked back.

I'm proud that I've lived my life the way that I have.

Adventures, hookups, moved on, no regrets.

That's easy when you're young and on a cruise ship,

always headed toward a new horizon.

Never really needing to drop anchor in your life.

God, I've always been so careful, you know?

Responsible.

- Are you still on the pill? - No.

I never went back on after I froze my eggs during our last hiatus.

And, plus, going off and on the pill, it is no joke.

- Mm-mmm. - Condoms were worn, of course.

Yeah, but condoms can break without you even knowing it.

Yeah.

Other than the science of it, how are you feeling about it?

Do I want to go to med school? Heck yes, I do.

Can I have a baby and do that?

Handle the pressure of all of it?

This is the female dilemma.

Hmm.

I think I could.

But...

This wasn't the plan.

The plan was I would finish this, this cruise life,

and then I would find a job at a hospital near one of you,

and meet a cool guy who taught Little League...

...and at the last moment, the dream would come together.

Maybe this is the last moment.

Maybe I don't need a white picket fantasy.

Being a nurse at sea, I always felt like a solitary traveler.

In it alone. So confident, so sure.

And now...

In this moment, no.

Every choice and option

is so filled with possibility and joy at the same time.

It's so excruciating.

Honey, you are never alone.

You always have us. Always us.

- And you have the father. - Yeah.

Wait, who is the father?

Just to go over the basics,

the hunt is about to begin.

There are hundreds of places to hide and find ducks.

As soon as the clock strikes noon,

you will have until the end of the cruise to find as many as you can.

One more thing, as a special favor to me,

your dedicated onboard physician

who cares way too much about the environment,

please take care to make sure that none of the ducks

end up going overboard.

We need to protect our oceans.

Welcome, Quackers.

It's interesting how much fun can be had

when the fun thing is incredibly trivial, right?

Trivial Tristan. You just float along, don't you?

Gently down the stream.

I was talking about the ducks.

Have I done something?

As a matter of fact, yes.

I don't know where I stand with you.

Please just stop flirting with me like it's sport, okay?

It's not.

Viv...

I'm sorry.

What I want, really, is for us to get to know each other bit by bit,

slowly, without, um, rushing.

Is that possible?

I found your duck.

Hmm.

Okay. So tell me something about yourself.

Something you don't tell other people.

That duck...

it's not just about paying tribute to the places I've been to. I...

I have Venezuelan heritage.

- It's where the tan comes from. - Hmm.

But it's not something I knew a whole lot about growing up.

Then I went to boarding school in Scotland where I was mocked for it.

I got mocked for this identity that I didn't even fully understand,

or feel connected to.

And so I was lost and stuck between two worlds.

Uh, a foot in both.

- A foot in neither? - Exactly.

Yeah.

And, so, I vowed for a life of traveling.

Learn about myself, learn about other people,

and to learn about the world itself.

"The world itself."

I could dig that.

Hey.

I found this little guy in my triage bag.

Hmm.

Almost like someone wanted me to find it.

Are either one of you aware of the great duck spill of 1992?

No, but I can't wait for you to tell us.

1992, a cargo ship carrying 28,000 rubber ducks and other bath toys

spills them into the North Pacific.

Oh, and then months later they washed up in Alaska, right?

Oh, no. Three decades later,

they are still finding these on beaches all over the world.

These have me very depressed about the state of mankind

and my place in the world.

I'm wondering if I shouldn't just go back to working in a war zone.

These damned ducks have me questioning my life choices.

They make people happy, Max. Is that such a bad thing?

They're a breeding ground for bacteria. They are germ havens.

And in the natural world, ducks eat other duck's duckling babies.

They're not even cute. They're, like, vicious.

They're the serial killers of the aquatic world.

They're not real ducks, Max.

And "duckling babies" is redundant.

Do you want my special mojito?

If it doesn't have any booze in it, please.

Are we taking a break, dear?

Sure, I can. I have all the right ingredients.

But if you change your mind,

the rum is right next to that little yellow rubber duck.

God, they're everywhere, aren't they?

It's only a few more days,

then the ship gets back to her regularly scheduled elegance.

Mister Barkeep, please, sir, I would like a tequila sunrise.

- You got it. - Moscow mule on Nurse Avery's tab.

- So we've been thinking. - About your little Jane Austen plight.

Not knowing who the father is.

I think there's a good way to talk to the boys about this.

A way that makes it fun and entertaining, like a game.

It's not a game.

I think the Quackers would disagree with that. Life's a game.

And a hunt for prizes.

Ladies.

Hear us out.

Okay.

Jerry, be sure and get the plum sauce for it.

And could we share your plate?

I'll get the duck egg rolls if you get the Peking.

You got it, dearest duckling of my life.

Jerry.

- What was that? - What was what?

I saw what you just did.

I put an extra plum sauce packet in my pocket

so we'd have more for later.

"Extra plum sauce packet in my pocket.

Extra plum sauce packet in my pocket."

You try saying that three times fast.

Oh, wow.

This really is the best Quackers cruise yet, you know?

Yes, it really is.

It's the way it always should be.

You got that right.

Jill, over here!

Let's get those sunglasses off.

Really?

Oh, yes. Really.

Mm-hmm.

You too.

Look straight ahead.

Hyperemia of the conjunctiva.

I know.

When did this happen?

When we got out of the pool.

Hmm.

Tristan, any other symptoms?

Can we just maybe, you know, confirm what this is, please?

Why don't we start with a differential diagnosis

and confirm what it's not?

Scabies. Mumps.

- It's bacterial conjunctivitis. - Yes, it is.

Which you got from those filthy, nasty, dirty,

grubby ducks in the pool.

And now I'm down a nurse and down a head chef,

and I want you both to go back to your cabins

and do not touch anyone or anything,

'cause this stuff is crazy contagious.

And I'm gonna have to have the pool ultra-chlorinated

and those filthy little rubber ducks sterilized.

You're dismissed. Thank you.

I told you those ducks were no good.

You confuse me, Max.

Wanna watch a movie in my cabin with me?

Jerry, what is it?

Oh, God. Jerry!

- Okay. Baby? - Mr. Manafort?

Mr. Manafort?

Pulse is tachy. We need a gurney right now.

Temperature is elevated, 102.4.

Jerry?

Does it hurt when I do this?

Ow!

Sir, what did you eat today?

Ju-Just the buffet. It was... ...Mu Shu pork.

We got high-pitched bowel sounds.

Suspect a possible obstruction, maybe volvulus.

Let's get him prepped for a CT scan.

Oh, no.

What is going on? Is everything okay?

Mrs. Manafort, your husband needs an emergency endoscopy.

We're prepping him for it now.

He appears to have ingested several objects.

- Objects? - Yes.

Thankfully, nothing has passed beyond the stomach,

but it is blocking the valve to his intestine, causing intense pain.

Are you familiar with pica?

It's a psychological disorder.

A person has the uncontrollable urge to chew on, or even swallow,

items that have no nutritional value.

Right. But people have all kinds of quirks.

I mean, I ate a crayon when I was a kid,

and it popped right out just a few days later.

- Ma'am, this quirk can be deadly. - Deadly?

- We gotta get these objects out of him. - Jerry!

Can't I go in with him?

I-I need to hold his hand.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Manafort, I can't have you in here.

I love you.

Mrs. Manafort?

Is he okay?

He did great.

We're all done.

It looks like we got it all.

Eighteen objects in total.

Several of the objects were very sharp.

Nails, staples. Any one of them could have perforated Jerry's bowel.

- He's lucky to be alive. - Oh.

Well, good. Good.

Now we can move on then?

Uh, put this whole silly thing behind us.

Yes?

No.

Pica is a serious condition.

Getting the objects out of Jerry's body, that was the easy part.

Now we have to help Jerry learn not to put objects in his body

in the first place.

Jill, has Jerry ever displayed these symptoms before.

Of course not.

He's not... What? Some sort of lunatic? No.

This is his idea of a joke.

He think he's being funny.

He has always gone too far with the frat jokes.

You know, the... the...

The swallowing the goldfish?

But trust me, I know how to handle him.

You know, in situations like this,

it's important not to judge the behavior

but to try to understand it.

How am I supposed to understand...

perfectly sane,

perfectly perfect Jerry swallowing scrap metal like a goat?

Well, you'll probably want to find a psychologist

or a psychiatrist to get to the underlying issues,

but pica can be a reaction to many things.

Loss of autonomy, exacerbated by stress...

We are on a never-ending vacation.

What could be less stressful than that?

You may want to reevaluate your lifestyle.

Quackers is not a lifestyle.

It's who we are.

These people are my family.

How soon wi-will he be out?

We're gonna keep him overnight for observation.

Good. That's a new day.

We have the bird watchers' breakfast.

We have the duck walk contest.

I will swing by and fetch him in the morning.

Thank you both.

Why don't you get some rest?

I'll take the first shift.

- Hey. - Hi.

Something's off. His fever's spiked to 103.5.

I gave him some more Tylenol,

hung another bag of antibiotics, but something doesn't feel right.

You think perforation? Sepsis?

Dexmedetomidine can't linger in the body beyond the infusion period.

Patients can experience a transient fever as the anesthetic wears off.

Damn.

I should have thought of that.

The meds are doing their work.

Really sorry for getting you out of bed.

- No... - I-I'll continue to monitor.

You go back to sleep.

No, it's fine. I was, uh... I couldn't sleep anyway.

Craft-induced anxiety dreams?

Yeah. Something like that.

Is this enough?

For you?

- All of this. What we do. - Oh, boy.

You've having a full-blown rubber ducky-induced existential spiral.

I mean, it should be, right?

Helping people.

Saving lives.

I always knew that this was my path.

But what if there's other paths?

Like...

I always thought if I became a doctor,

things would start to make sense,

and now I'm working towards that, and I want that, but...

Now I'm not making sense.

Never mind. It is very late.

When I was in med school,

one of my profs used to love to tell us this quote:

"If you can laugh at it, you can deal with it."

Well, love 'em or hate 'em,

I think the Quackers seem to get that.

Did you love medical school?

Did I love it?

I don't know, that's tricky,

because med school is the greatest,

longest, hardest thing that you are ever gonna do.

But, Avery, you are gonna kill it.

BP's crashing, he's in v-tach. What's going on?

Give me two lines, wide open. I'll secure his airway.

- Perforation? - Gotta get him prepped.

Before he goes into septic shock. Let's get him ready for ex-lap.

- Should we get Tristan? - Still contagious.

It's gonna have to be just us.

Two procedures back-to-back puts him at high risk.

Checking all four quadrants.

Nothing here.

Suction.

I'm seeing signs of perforation.

Fecal contamination. Pooling blood. Suction.

Irrigate.

I know this isn't standard boat med,

but we're gonna run the bowel manually.

- Looks like acute inflammation. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

Necrotic bowel.

This has been going on a lot longer than we thought.

It's a wonder he's not dead.

Wait. Wait, wait, wait.

I've got an obstruction here.

Clamp.

Scalpel.

Forceps.

There. I got it.

How did this not show up on the imaging?

Uh, plastic.

CT only picks up dense objects.

It's hollow? I-I have no idea.

It must've appeared as another fold in the...

A-And we did take, what, almost 20 foreign objects out of there?

Suture.

I'm gonna throw a couple sutures in the perforation.

And hopefully we can salvage as much of this bowel as possible.

Max, this level of necrosis, what can we even do?

Just put one foot in front of the other.

- Blood pressure's dropping. - Clamp below this.

Blood pressure is still dropping. 89 over 51.

Push one of epi, hang five units of O neg.

Oh, my God.

There's a bleeder in here. I can't see it.

Pushing one of epi.

BP is rising.

He's stable.

For now.

Hey, Doc.

So that was a blast, wasn't it?

Was it?

What happens with all the rubber ducks now?

Pack 'em up, send them to the landfill?

Maybe we should just chuck 'em overboard, save 'em the trip.

Actually, they're, uh, going to the children's hospital.

We found a program. So we're sending boxes.

- And then the rest, well... - Yeah.

We organized it, they're going on another Quackers cruise.

We heard about your heroic save last night.

Yeah, EMS is meeting us at the port.

He's stable now. He's gonna make it.

Still, a brush with death, it rattles you.

You hanging in, Maximus?

You know, I'm not unfamiliar with brushes with death.

And I don't know why, but

I just thought that this job was gonna be more...

I almost said "smooth sailing."

Yeah, it shocks you when real life catches up to you on The Odyssey.

A cruise is supposed to be a way to step away from real life,

but some passengers, they get hooked, cruise after cruise.

That's not stepping away, that's running away.

So what do you think that says about us?

Okay, what? No.

It's decided, enough gazing into the void for one day.

You are coming with us to the best fish taco spot, up the coast.

We got beers, we got limes, we got a jukebox with Willie Nelson.

Am I in the mood?

Half an hour.

Meet you at the terminal?

- Good man! - That's a good man.

She's just sitting there?

Purser couldn't get her to leave.

Hmm. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I need to see those eyes, Mrs. Doubtfire.

I'm all better.

Promise.

I heard about Mrs. Manafort. I thought a nice cup of tea would help?

Get her moving.

Mrs. Manafort, it's Dr. Bankman.

I have Tristan and Avery here with me. Can we come in?

We have tea.

Mrs. Manafort, Jerry's ashore now.

And he needs you there with him.

Is there someone you can call to go with you to the hospital?

Uh, no. Not really.

It's a nice community, the duck people,

but it is transient.

I wish I could just remain onboard.

Go around... ...one more time.

I understand that, but...

The fact is, you can't stay on The Odyssey.

Jerry is gonna wake up,

and when he does, he's gonna want you there to hold his hand.

We have been taking these trips for the last few years,

organizing them.

You make it your whole life.

Before you know it...

...your world consists of all these little duck things.

I mean, how?

How can that even happen?

Well, pica is a complex condition. It...

It'll take some time to fully understand.

It started with him chewing paper.

I thought it was just a harmless eccentricity. Mmm.

But deep down I knew something was going on.

Why is it that you can go on a grand adventure

but can't ask a simple question like,

"Is everything okay?"

You know, I found that asking the simple questions

is one of the hardest things to do in life.

But it is also its own kind of adventure.

And in this case, luck is on your side.

'Cause you still have the time to change the things

that need changing.

Go to him.

Be with him.

He needs you.

You have all been very kind to me.

Let me help you pack.

Best of luck to you both, Mrs. Manafort.

Thank you.

I need to talk to both of you in the infirmary.

- Ten minutes? - Yeah.

These are...

Uh, ducks.

Yeah, they're stupid.

Stupid little baby... baby ducks.

I was, um, crafting, uh, painting, and, um...

...I wasn't actually going to give them to you,

but I thought that's the whole point of this duck thing, right?

It's to...

say something.

Something true.

About yourself.

You're pregnant.

Mm-hmm.

And you think it happened when the three of us...

Unless it was an immaculate conception.

That was the only time during my cycle that I...

So obviously there was some sort of...

Uh, condom malfunction. Right.

'Cause we were both wearing protection, so...

Which apparently can break.

And during the heat of the moment...

mo-mo-moments...

Uh...

So you don't know which one of us...

Okay.

Okay, well, um, congratulations.

Oh. Oh, no. No, no, no, don't do that.

Or-Or...

But not condolences either, right?

Right. Well, look, um...

- If you were my patient... I just... - No. No Dr. Max either.

I would tell you that, so far as medical school, you're gonna be fine.

The first couple of years, the preclinical years,

they're basically just studying, and with your experience,

it's gonna feel like a refresher course, honestly.

I had friends who did it with four-year-old twins.

You're not doing this right.

There are summer programs, part-time programs.

We can take a paternity test at eight...

Max.

- Have you thought about... - Of course I thought about it!

That's all I've been doing since the two lines turned up on the stick

and the blood test confirmed it.

And?

So far, thinking about it is as far as I've gotten.

What about you? Thoughts? Feelings?

We're kinda having an important conversation here.

Are you?

Having a conversation?

Or are you just dribbling your feelings all over Avery,

who called us here, when she didn't have to,

to talk about what happens next.

Right?

Right.

You've been through this before.

Twice.

Different ship, before this.

The thing is, Max, you and me, we can weigh in on this, but...

it's not our body.

And so it's not our decision.

But that doesn't mean she has to be alone.

Aves...

whatever you need,

whatever you want, however you want it.

I can listen, or-or we can answer questions.

You know? Or I can just...

be here till you figure it out.

Yeah, I learned the hard way that that's all we can do.

And until Avery gives us the green light,

what we have to do, Max, is wait.

Hey.

It's all gonna be brilliant.

There's no wrong move.

Thank you for this.

Yeah.