01x17 - The First Date Is the Deepest

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I'll be inside for 45 minutes,

then you'll see me in

recovery in three hours.

- Right, Dr. Woods?

- Absolutely.

Your mother's surgery

is as routine as it gets.

I've performed it hundreds of times.

How many hundreds?

(CHUCKLES)
Um

Let's just say once a

day for my entire career.

Okay.

This is where we go in.

Dr. Woods will update you

- In 45 minutes.

- That's correct.

Everything's gonna be fine.

(INHALES)


Mm.

Okay.

♪

(EXHALES)


Two hours and 47 minutes.

- Can I see my mom, Dr. Woods?

- Ryan

Hey.

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)


weather balloon stations.

They're probably listening right now.

- Ms. Crest is available to speak with you right now.

- Uh

- Are you su

- No questions.

This way.

TODD: Okay

And you mean, like, Beverly Crest?

(KNOCKING)


- Oh.

- (GUS CHUCKLES SOFTLY)


It is 9:00 in the morning.

Um, why aren't you at work?

Oh, I'm headed there.

Eventually.

I just wanted to come by

and confirm our date for Saturday night.

You're confirming in person?

Yeah Well, I drowned my phone.

I dropped it in boiling water.

And the guy in the houseboat

next door said I should put it in rice.

So I did, but the phone was wet

and, you know, hot, so

I think that this might be my lunch now.

Well, you could've emailed.

I thought face-to-face confirmation

would eliminate further snafus.

And also, maybe I could

snag some face time.

Ah. Well

We are confirmed.

But now I have a meeting.

So I'll see you on Saturday.

Oh.

Okay.

TODD: Uh

Hello. (CHUCKLES)


Wow, I've never been in here before.

It's very

Gigantic hands in a bowl of water.

And, uh whup!

Exploding flowers, okay

You're nervous. Stop talking.

Yes, understood. Well,

that was still talking.

But, okay. Enough. Stopped.

I want to expand your horizons.

Right now, you work only

on your mother's cases.

But maybe I can

capitalize on your talents.

Authorize you to investigate

any case at this firm.

That would be awesome.

Does Lyle Any case?

- Wait, am I allowed to talk now?

- No.

- Okay.

- But first, you have to prove yourself to me

by vetting five people.

Now you can speak.

Okay, yeah. Vetting? I can vet.

But vet who for what? Or

what for who? (CHUCKLES)


We're seeking candidates

to replace Alistair Song.

- Huh.

- There has to be

three named partners to break

ties when making big decisions.

Mm-hmm.

(MUMBLES)


No chance

Oh, um, Gus Easton

is one of these names.

And?

And, well, uh, that

is a name that I know.

Yes. He's a heavyweight

corporate attorney from Seattle.

And I want to know everything about him.

Isn't my mom being

considered for named partner?

We're also looking at outside lawyers.

You know

right now, I have a case

involving international exports

and counterfeit luxury goods.

But if your boots are firmly

placed in Mommy's office,

then I can easily ask Lyle

No, no, no, no, no, no.

My boots can go wherever they want.

- With me in them. (LAUGHS)


- Good.

Consider this a test of your

competence and discretion.

Leak any of that information

and I will make sure

that you never get your

investigator's license back.

- Oh. Uh, hi.

- Hi.

Congrats on winning the shampoo case.

Congrats on dating the

Rose Festival Queen.

Yeah.

(SIGHS)


BOTH: Listen

- You first.

- Oh, uh, can you

Can you just, um

Can I ask you a work question

about a professional matter?

You're normally the person I talk to

about this because I

mostly trust your opinion,

but now we're

And, uh, I've been sworn to

secrecy if I want to live, so

- Is there a question?

- Yeah.

Yeah, okay. Sorry. Look, um

Beverly Crest is playing some weird

fourth-dimensional chess with me

We can't be friends anymore.

I can't talk to you or be around you.

For a while.

A long while.

But I am happy for you and Amy.

It's just I'm at work.

And this is complicated.

And I think you mean

three-dimensional chess.

Understood.

Understood.

♪

I-I really need to speak with her.

I'm sorry, you have

to have an appointment.

- I'm sorry.

- Hey, hey, I just said

Ms. Wright, I really

need to speak with you.

FRANCEY: Margaret, I'm so sorry.

I tried to stop him. He

doesn't have an appointment.

Well, it's okay, Francey.

How can I help?

Oh, wait, you're

My mother was Kathy Fox

and you were our lawyer.

- My name is

- Ryan. Yes.

Ryan. (CHUCKLES)


I haven't see you since

you were in high school.

It's okay, Francey. Thank you.

We fought the school board together.

To get me tailored academic

assistance because I'm autistic.

I work with computers now. In IT.

Oh, I am so pleased to hear that.

And happy to see you. How can I help?

My mother d*ed.

Oh, Ryan, that's awful, I

- (STAMMERS)


- Last night. It was during her surgery.

The hospital gave me

these papers to sign.

Do I need to sign them?

Uh, your mother d*ed last night?

Yes.

And (STAMMERING)


they've already given you

these to sign for a settlement?

- This is, this is highly unusual.

- Should I sign?

I would need the money for

the mortgage on our house.

My house.

The house.

They still haven't told me

what happened to her, and I-I

I really want to know, and

Okay, Ryan. Come on, sit down.

Okay.

- (SHARP EXHALE)


- Okay.

So, you need the money,

- and, uh, they are pushing you to sign very quickly.

- Okay.

Uh, the people at the hospital

they've run the numbers to see just

how little you would accept.

In high school, you

knew I was being bullied.

This is like that, right?

Yes, Ryan.

This is exactly like that.

But

we have fought bullies before,

and won.

And we're just gonna

have to do it again.

(SIGHS)


(QUIETLY)
: Okay?

I got you.

They offered nothing.

I mean, taking advantage

of a young man who is

seriously grieving It's appalling.

I am going to trounce

that hospital attorney

- Wait, this is Allison's hospital?

- Yes.

And demand a much, much

better settlement offer.

Oh, wait, wait, wait, but, Francey,

that means I'm going to have to switch

the Smith deposition to next Friday

- and I'll have to do the trial prep on the weekend.

- Okay.

Oh. I am busy on Saturday.

Yeah? Big plans?

Uh, yes.

I have a date.

- With Gus Easton.

- Not with Gus Easton.

Yes, Todd.

Your mother is an adult, human woman,

who would like to go on a date.

- I don't need to hear that.

- Well, fine.

I don't know what business

it is of yours, anyway.

- Wait, so this is like a date date?

- Mm-hmm.

It's not just a work drinks thing?

There's no chance that

he's, like, grilling you

for information about the firm

or trying to poach clients,

or spying or embezzling

or anything unethical like that, right?

Todd, are you suggesting that

Gus is not interested in

your mother as a woman

- You're not a woman, you're my mom.

- but as a mark?

No. Yes? No, no, not at all.

- Well, then, why are you grilling me?

- Well, I don't know.

Maybe I should've done

a little more grilling

- of Harry before you married him.

- Oh, Todd, that is sweet.

But, Todd, do not

investigate my dinner dates.

That is a direct order.

Now I have to get to the hospital.

Okay. But, uh, do you happen to know

Gus's favorite sports teams?

Or, uh, I don't know, maybe

his social security number?

Oh, uh, no. And neither will you.

Thank you. Oh, oh!

Baseball. The Marinators.

Mariners.

Uh, Ms. Gallagher,

I'd like to understand the

rush the hospital is in.

Oh, there's no rush at all, Ms. Wright.

Really?

Pressing a neurodivergent

young man to sign an agreement

releasing the hospital of full liability

less than 24 hours after his mother dies

in a routine operation?

Well, the State has strict guidelines

surrounding medical

settlements, which we adhered to.

- That still doesn't answer my question

- HELENE: However

I'll increase my offer by $100,000.

Oh, ho-ho-ho

Whatever you are hiding, it must be big.

Mm.

MARGARET: Ryan won't

come to any settlement

until I've had a chance to look

at Kathy Fox's medical records,

and speak to her surgeon.

No. I can't can't make that happen.

Well

you can add as many zeroes

as you like to that offer,

but Ryan is signing

nothing until we understand

why Kathy Fox, his mother, is gone.

MARGARET: Well

this Helene upstairs is

clearly hiding something.

And I think it's something big.

Isn't this your suitcase?

Uh, yeah, I just I've-I've been here

a few nights, I've been

working back-to-backs.

Uh-huh. Well, Allison,

we all know that payoffs

are the way that hospitals

get people to just look

the other direction.

So if you could just help me

understand exactly what it is they

Isn't this your suitcase, too?

(CHUCKLING)
: Allison.

How many back-to-backs are you

thinking of working? (INHALES)


Are you and Chuck

Oh, Allison, are you living here?

- Hey.

- ALLISON: Hey.

Who is this?

(DOOR CLOSES)


(CLEARS THROAT)


Um

Ross, this is my mother.

Mom, this is Ross,

my colleague

who had to work late last night.

(STAMMERING)
Are-are you, um Is

- Is he ?

- Uh

- Should I give you two a minute?

- No, no, no.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

- No, no, there's no need.

No. Um

Dr. Woods slept in that bed right there.

I slept in this one right here.

I have to explain on-call rooms

- to my mother, I'm so sorry.

- Dr. Woods?

- Doctor Ross Woods?

- Yeah.

You operated on Kathy Fox yesterday.

Wait, I'm sorry.

This is the case that you're here about?

You were talking to

hospital's lead counsel

- about Ross?

- I'm sorry. What, what case?

Oh, my God, are there no

other hospitals in Portland?

I have been trying to gather information

about Kathy Fox's

death, and it seems that

the powers that be are

determined to stop me.

And, in actuality,

they appear to be protecting you.

Would you be willing to have

a private conversation with me?

No, no, no. Ross

Her client is suing you.

Do not say a single word.

♪

Wright.

- Hi.

- Do you have anything for me?

Yes, uh, actually, I do.

Initial info on candidate number two,

- Cooper Bloomfield.

- Hmm.

Two pet ferrets, a 1968 Volvo

and three prior convictions for

shoplifting in Arizona in 2004?

Under the name Cooper Bloomfeld.

- So, I guess he's off the list?

- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)


You know who's never shoplifted before?

My mom. And I think that

- MARGARET: Hold the elevator!

- she's coming right now.

- Hi.

- Good morning, Todd.

Beverly.

- Beautiful morning.

- Gorgeous.

- So gorgeous.

- Mm.

(PHONE BUZZES, CHIMES)


(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)


- Todd

- Yeah?

You did not speak to

Beverly Crest, did you?

Did-did you say anything embarrassing?

Todd, I am this close

to getting my name above the letterhead.

Yeah, of course not. Wait,

was that Beverly Crest?

- You know, she's a lot shorter than people say she is.

- Todd

Don't worry, okay?

You're gonna get the job.

Okay.

Hopefully.

- MARGARET: Good morning.

- Morning.

We have officially rejected

the hospital's settlement offer,

and I have just filed a

medical malpractice claim.

Okay, so now the onus is on us to prove

that Woods was negligent rendering care.

Yes, and that that

negligence resulted in injury.

Where are you on that?

Ryan signed releases for his

mother's surgical records

But surgical records are

aggravatingly hospital specific

and notoriously hard to decipher.

Should we reach out to a medical expert?

(HUFFS)
We have a medical expert.

Allison. She just won't talk to me.

So what we need is another

expert at that same hospital.

- I might have the perfect person.

- Hmm.

MARGARET: Dr. Diane Young?

She and Dr. Woods both

work with the ML6000 robot

to perform gallbladder surgery,

the same operation

Ryan's mother d*ed from.

Let's set up an appointment.

Dr. Young, I'm just

so scared of surgeries

and going through with it.

It's a minimally invasive

laparoscopic surgery

and recovery time is rarely

more than a week at home.

You'll be fine, Ms. Wright.

Wonderful.

But I-I did see that there are

other surgeons at this hospital

who perform the same,

the same operation.

There was an ad for a a Dr. Woods?

I can't comment on another doctor,

but I can say I'm the

one leading the labs

instructing the other

doctors on the ML6000 robot.

Great. Okay, um

There's a rumor about Dr. Woods,

that he lost a patient

to this same surgery

with the same robot this week.

I also heard a rumor

about a lawyer asking questions.

I am just protecting my

client who lost his mother.

I-If you could just take a

look at these surgical notes

You need to go through

the proper channels.

I am being blocked by

the proper channels.

Dr. Young, you seem like

a woman of integrity.

Is there anything you can

tell mem off the record,

to shed some light on Dr.

Woods and his surgeries?

I wasn't here when the patient d*ed.

But off the record

if I was having this surgery,

I'd trust the doctor who leads

instructions on the robot,

not someone who flunked

nearly every lab.

♪

- (WATCH CHIMES)


- 2:47 p.m.

Looks like we are landing at a building.

Residential.

(GRUNTS)


Elmira Howard?

Subject is going to the apartment

of an unknown woman in

the middle of the day?

Hi, there.

GUS: Hello, my succulent

little hedgehog.

Got here soon as I

could. I've missed you.

- (WATCH BEEPS)


- He missed her?

(SCOFFS)
I knew it.

He's going on a date

with my mom tomorrow,

but today he's having a tryst

with a secret daytime lover?

This is "situation

Harry" all over again.

You know what? I am going in

for visual proof and verification.

(GRUNTS)


Slimebag.

♪

(WATER RUNNING)


GUS: Todd?

TODD: Ah, bathrobe. I mean, uh, uh

Gus.

What are you doing here?

Are you following me?

I think the real question

for your succulent little hedgehog is

what are you doing here?

I'm here to water a succulent.

It's a plant.

Elmira calls it her hedgehog.

Aha! Elmira. The other woman.

Elmira is an 80-year-old

paralegal at my firm

that lets me use her shower

when the plumbing is

out on my houseboat.

- Oh.

- And in exchange, I water her plants.

So, might this be about

your mom and our date?

Or are you here just to

ogle me in Elmira's bathrobe?

What? I'm not ogling. No one's ogling.

You're not not ogling.

Look, I am just

doing my due diligence.

I am a PI and she is my mom,

who's been through a lot recently.

Okay. You know what? Let's

go grab a bite to eat.

Come on, we can chat,

you can get to know me

a little bit better, huh?

Yeah? All right.

Uh, I-I'll put some pants on first.

Okay.

Wasn't ogling.

(INHALES)
Allison.

Mom, what are you doing here?

You wouldn't answer your phone,

so as your mother,

I am required to come find you.

Why are you in the

surgical waiting area?

I am on a break and I'm waiting

for a friend to finish up a surgery.

Uh-huh. Not Dr. Woods.

The man who Ugh.

They let him operate again?

You know, this might

surprise you to learn,

but I've also lost patients.

And it sucks.

But that doesn't mean

that we're bad doctors.

Well, I just spoke to Dr. Young

and she said that Dr. Woods is sloppy.

- I would take her with a grain of salt.

- Really?

Yes. She wants to be chief of surgery

- and Ross is the favorite candidate.

- Mm.

Allison

are you sleeping with him?

Have you left sweet Chuck?

- What is going on?

- Why are you suing a doctor?

- Well

- It feels really gross

that you're doing that to one of us.

My client lost his mother

in a routine surgery.

This was preventable.

Someone has to hold

Dr. Woods accountable.

Okay, but, Mom, this

isn't a cover-up, okay?

Ross is crushed by what happened,

and you're making everything worse.

Fine.

Then if you'll just tell

me exactly what you think

No, no, no, no.

I'm not your medical information ATM.

You can't just put in my code

and find out whatever you want.

NURSE: Dr. Grant?

Ross' patient didn't make it

so he won't be able to join you.

(QUIETLY)
: Oh, no.

Your Dr. Woods has now k*lled

two people in less than 24 hours?

He is grossly incompetent.

Allison, if we don't stop

him, he will k*ll more.

Mm.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)


- Hot wings are so refreshing.

- Yeah.

It's like napalm in my mouth.

They call this "the truth serum plate."

- It's so hot, it burns through any resistance.

- Oh, yeah?

Well. I can't really see anything.

But, uh, let's give it a try.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- You ready?

- Sure, go ahead.

How do you feel about

me dating your mom?

Fine. (SQUEALS)


Um, how many firms you

work for the last ten years?

Three. How long you been a PI?

Five. Years.

Have you ever been convicted

of a felony in Colorado, Utah

- (EXCLAIMS)
and/or, uh, Mississippi?

- Can't recall, but no.

Is your "folksy charm" thing real,

or is it just an act to,

- you know, disarm people?

- Real.

How do you stay so fit when

all I see you eat is garbage?

Spin class. Tonsillitis, twice a year.

And, you know, mysteries excite me.

Supercharges my metabolism.

Favorite authors?

Larry McMurtry. Anne

Tyler. Bruce Jay Friedman.

Okay, okay

No, no, no. Not-not the water.

- Drink the milk.

- Okay.

And here. Have some bread.

Thank you.

You know it's just a date, right?

There's no need to panic.

But is this really what's

got you all wound up?

You got trouble at work?

Yeah, no, well, um

my mom has a tough case

and she's running up

- against the medical industrial complex.

- Oh.

Yeah. Classic stonewalling.

I've been there.

Had a class action suit last year.

Hospitals are very powerful businesses

with bottom lines to protect.

So it all comes down to money.

It comes down to what makes them money.

A doctor, a particular specialty,

a gadget no one else has

They're always trying to protect

whatever it is that keeps people

walking through those doors.

That is

- good to know.

- Right?

So the hospital is shielding

whoever generates the most revenue.

- Mm-hmm.

- That makes sense.

- You came up with that by yourself?

- Um, yeah.

- And at this hospital that thing is the robot.

- Dr. Woods.

No, it's Dr. Woods.

They won't give me his

records without a subpoena,

they won't let me talk to him,

and they let him perform

the exact same surgery

less than 24 hours later.

Their moneymaker is Dr. Woods.

Yes, but he performed the same surgery

with the same robot each time.

A robot that they spent

millions of bucks on,

had all their surgeons

trained on, advertise with,

and are about to launch a

huge marketing campaign around.

How do you know this?

Because I'm an investigator?

And trust me, if word gets out

that there's a "deadly robot,"

- this whole hospital will go

- Please,

don't say "kersplitzo."

I don't like it.

Okay, so what we need to know now is

who made the error,

Dr. Woods or the robot?

Okay, first of all, I was

about to say "kablamo."

And second, do we have a robot expert?

I mean an expert about

robots, not an expert robot.

That'd be awesome.

As a matter of fact, we do.

Well, good.

The surgical error rate of our

robot is 1/10 of one percent.

The robot is a medical marvel.

And with its simulator,

surgeons can practice

until they're competent.

I currently have the highest

simulator scores in the hospital.

Mm. And Dr. Woods, as

you suggested earlier,

did not have high simulator scores.

I shouldn't say this,

but I want to help.

He sacrificed a second patient

because his own ego couldn't take it.

Would it be possible to

see this medical marvel,

- the robot?

- I'm sorry. It's kept in the surgical suite.

And only surgical personnel

are allowed access.

Excuse me, I have a

consult in five minutes.

Okay. Thank you.

The robot is basically a computer,

which means every surgery

is probably in its memory.

Uh-huh, and if we can

access that memory

LYLE (OVER PHONE)
: We can find out

if the robot or the

human made the mistake.

But how can we access the memory

when we can't even get into the room

where the, where the robot is?

Hold on, Todd is coming

back with something, with

What is it?

I have an idea.

Your idea is a gurney?

I cannot believe I am doing this.

I feel ridiculous. Ooh.

But you look fantastic.

Just keep telling yourself that.

Why do I let you talk

me into these things?

(GRUNTING SOFTLY)


Well, you know,

if you don't like it, maybe

I can start working with

some cooler lawyers at the firm

who would maybe be more

into this sort of thing. Hmm?

(EXCLAIMS)
What are you talking about?

Don't be ridiculous.

You are dead. Remember that.

I am not dead. I'm in disguise.

- Selma Nusbaum?

- TODD (MUFFLED)
: Mm-hmm.

For the hysterectomy?

Hysterectomy?

Yeah, she's just a little bit nervous.

Uh, uh, surgical amnesia is

Take her into OR Three.

We'll be back from lunch in a bit.

(QUIETLY)
: Thank you.

TODD: What are you doing?

I-I don't want to lose my uterus.

Keep it up, it'll be your vasectomy.

- Whoa.

- Wow.

Okay. No direct eye contact.

We don't know if it's

been fed yet today.

Okay, we're in.

LYLE: All right, there

should be a panel on the back.

Open it and slide out the motherboard.

(GRUNTS)


Okay. Panel on the back

Okay, I got it right here.

(BOTH SCREAMING)


Todd, Todd, it's alive. Be careful.

Okay, uh

Okay. Got it open. Now what?

(BOTH SCREAMING)


Ow! I think it got me.

That's a blade!

LYLE: The hard drive is on the top left.

Top left?

- MARGARET: Hurry.

- Pull the tabs,

- and it should pop right out.

- It's moving, Lyle!

Hurry, Todd.

- Looking good. Okay.

- Hold on.

- I got it.

- Okay. They're gonna be here any second

to take your uterus out.

I got it. Okay.

(SHOUTS)
Let's go!

- Come on.

- No, Todd!

Oh, oh, God.

(MUMBLING)
Oh, Todd, Todd.

Turn around, turn around.

- What, did it get me?

- No, no, no. Honey,

- I can see your underwear.

- Oh, come on, Mom!

(SOFT WHIRRING)


LYLE: This is the robotics

expert I hired to help us

extract and interpret

information from the ML6000.

Pleasure to meet you. I'm Kyle.

BOTH: Kyle? (SIGHS)


So the hard drive contains

detailed information for all

the surgeries and simulations

in the last six months.

Dr. Woods removed two

gallbladders this week.

Cholecystectomies.

And in both, he accidentally

severed the hepatic artery

and the patient bled out.

Which is consistent with

errors made in his most

recent simulator practice.

So it was Dr. Woods' fault.

And will you testify to

that, Kyle, in a trial?

A-And would you testify

in a pile? Or on the Nile?

Or would you actually

testify with a smile?

Todd, stop. Thank you, Lyle, Kyle.

Um, did you have the file? Oh, damn it.

Oh, oh, don't be in denial. (CHUCKLES)


Lyle. Kyle.

You're right.

He is quite annoying.

Quite is right.

(KNOCKING)
Ms. Gallagher.

Mm, Ms. Wright.

Let's talk about the

hard drive of the ML6000.

I don't know anything about that.

Oh, well, a hard drive

is a font of information.

This is a full report

on Kathy Fox's surgery.

- Every detail.

- How did you get that?

Dr. Woods nicked the hepatic artery.

Both times.

And this isn't just an error

he's committing on his own patients.

He made the exact same error

in his last practice surgery.

He is dangerous.

Shut it down.

Uh, I need to talk to the board.

Take your time.

I have dinner plans tonight.

But if I don't hear from you

first thing tomorrow morning,

I'll be happy to tell the whole city

about your hospital

and Dr. Woods's record.

Good night.

♪

- Hey.

- ROSS: Hey.

You didn't answer my

texts, so I didn't know

which one you wanted

turkey or meatball?

I'm, uh

I'm not

I'm suspended.

Wait, I thought that the

hospital was settling.

They were until your mother raised

the specter of a class action lawsuit.

Al, this is likely the end of my career.

I'm so sorry. I

I mean, no. Come on. Hey.

Every doctor gets sued at some point.

(SCOFFS)


You know, this isn't quite

what I thought being a doctor

would be like when I was a kid.

Yeah.

You thought that you would be

ROSS: (SIGHS)
The Biggest Hero.

Yeah.

Wow.

Do terrible puns run in your family?

- (CHUCKLES)
That was a good one.

- (CHUCKLING)


- That was a really, really good one.

- Yeah, it was.

Yeah.

♪

So

you're separated?

But not divorced.

Okay.

That's meatball. (CLEARS THROAT)


You know me very well.

- Yeah, I do.

- Mm-hmm.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)


Hey, it's finally happening.

- We are on the date.

- Ah.

- I will drink to that.

- Mm-hmm.

(SIGHS)


I have to say that I

am very impressed with

this clean, ironed shirt.

Oh, th No, this shirt is toast.

No, I mean, it's, it's literally toast.

- (COUGHS)


- b*rned it with an iron.

Okay.

So I have to know.

The car. The pizza car.

Oh, God.

Hot & Fresh?

(CHUCKLING)
: What is that?

Well, my daughter and I

Sorry, um, to interrupt,

but something has come up

with the hospital and we need

- to figure out a plan ASAP.

- Todd?

- We talked about this.

- Talked about what?

Wait, you two talked?

He's been following me to

make sure I mean no harm.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, Todd.

- We talked about this.

- No. No.

I'm not here because of your date.

And I wasn't following him for you.

I was following him for

- Crest.

- Oh.

For Crest? For Beverly Crest?

Yes. Look, I'm vetting all

the potential named partner

candidates for Crest.

And

she made me promise not to tell you.

- Is this true?

- GUS: Yeah.

She let me know I'm in the running.

I was gonna tell you during dinner,

but it slipped my mind.

A named partnership slipped your mind?

Well, I get these offers all the time.

It doesn't mean anything.

And I don't know,

a small part of me wondered if we might

get a kick out of working together.

With you as my boss?

Well, I didn't think of it like that.

Me working under you?

I have given my life to this firm.

(STAMMERS)
Why would she

even consider you over me?

Oh, so you don't want to work together.

Well, I've seen you work, Easton.

A drunken rhesus monkey with

a law degree could do as well.

A rhesus monkey? Slow

down, there, Wright.

I was never gonna take a job

at some rinky-dink third-rate firm

- in Portland anyway.

- Hey

- Rinky-dinky?

- The rinkiest.

- How dare you?

- GUS: What?

- Do you even know

- Your lead investigator

- is your own son?

- who I've represented?

I don't know why I'm

being brought into this.

That's penny-pinching

nepotism if I ever saw it.

- This date is officially over.

- GUS: Wait, hey

Oh, come on.

Officially.

Fine.

(EXHALES)


See you around, kid.

I cannot believe that she would

vet outside counsel over me.

And use my own son to help?

I mean, it is a total betrayal.

And I can't believe that you lied to me.

Look, I feel awful, and

I-I'm sorry for that,

and for, you know,

- raining on this whole parade here tonight.

- (CLEARS THROAT)


(INHALES)


I guess some things

just weren't meant to be.

- Oh, could this night get any worse?

- Um, well, actually,

the reason why I was

coming here was because

the hospital has withdrawn

their settlement offer.

What?

So

do you want to get this food to go,

or you want me to just eat it here?

RYAN: I don't understand.

They wanted me to sign so badly before.

- What changed?

- Well, the hospital submitted proof

that your mother ate after midnight,

the night before her surgery.

They have this receipt from Quality Pie.

What does this have

to do with her surgery?

Your mother had strict instructions

not to eat after midnight, so

- But-but she didn't eat anything.

- I did.

We have no way to prove that, Ryan.

So So, it's it's my fault?

No. No, no, no. This is not your fault.

(SNIFFLING)


It's okay.

I mean, poor Ryan. I

should've invited him.

He's had dinner every

single night of his life

with his mother, and

now he's eating alone.

Like Chuck.

Thank you. That is helpful.

I still can't believe you left him.

I don't want to talk about this.

You know, Mom said it might be 'cause

of some hot doctor at the hospital?

The robot k*ller guy?

Is that true?

You and, uh, McMurdery? Together?

- Todd.

- Oh, my God. Ross is my friend, okay?

Since residency, a group of us

have gotten together for dinner

every other Thursday, and that is it.

I'm so sick of this.

You know, there are

certain parts of our jobs

that you civilians

will never understand.

- BOTH: Us civilians?

- Like when you lose a patient?

And then you have to immediately

move on to the next patient

because if you don't, then you

might have two dead patients.

Has Dr. Woods talked

to you about the deaths?

Yes, of course.

He is beside himself with guilt,

replaying the surgeries

over and over in his head

wondering if maybe he

did something wrong.

I'll need you to testify to

that. No, that is not happening.

I am done being your medical Google.

Todd, as we discussed. Do it.

Do what?

(SIGHS)
Mm

- Mom's cloth napkin.

- Allison Grant.

You have been served.

Sorry.

BAILIFF: Do you solemnly swear to tell

the whole truth and nothing

but the truth, so help you God?

- I do.

- You may be seated.

Dr. Grant,

on the night of April 7,

you were with Dr. Woods.

Did he comment on the

surgery he had just performed?

I do not recall.

You do not recall?

Mm.

Oh, I see. Uh.

Well, may I remind you that

lying is perjuring yourself?

You may.

All right, then. Lying

is perjuring yourself.

Did Dr. Woods

I don't know. I don't remember.

I don't care. Does that help?

MARGARET: Allison,

this is a court of law.

Your Honor, this seems odd.

The witness is the

opposing counsel's daughter.

Ms. Wright, can you reign this in?

Dr. Grant, would you,

uh, tell us, please,

the exact nature of your

relationship with the defendant?

ALLISON: We are both physicians

at Oregon Medical Science

Hospital, and that is it.

But you are sleeping at the hospital,

in close proximity to Dr.

Woods on a regular basis,

despite having a husband

that you have abandoned at home.

Is that correct?

I'm not answering any

of these questions.

Uh, Your Honor, permission

to treat the witness

as a hostile daughter.

I mean, uh

her her as a hostile witness.

Okay, we are not sleeping together.

I don't know the state

of my marriage right now,

and I cannot recall exactly

what Dr. woods said to

me about the surgeries.

Allison, this is perjury!

- You told me

- Fantastic.

I'm perjuring myself. Send me to jail.

Three square meals, and a nice warm bed.

Bring it on.

Did Dr. Woods confide in you

that he felt his actions may have

led to the death of Kathy Fox?

- I plead the Fifth.

- That is not appropriate here.

The daughter witness

will answer the question.

(SIGHS)


Ross Woods is a great doctor

and a great friend.

And if it weren't for him,

I don't know that I

would be a doctor today.

And you can subpoena anybody else

in our residency dinner group,

and I'm sure they would tell

you the exact same thing.

Wait a minute.

Your residency dinner group.

When did you say the exact date was

- that you last met?

- I don't know.

Sometime last month. March

- March. March what?

- ALLISON: March 9. March 9.

(GASPS)


Your Honor, I need a brief recess.

ALLISON: Okay, well, I'm not coming back

up here, so you'd

better be done with me.

You will testify when I say

you will testify, young lady,

and until then, I am

done with her, Your Honor.

I am seriously done with her!

Great.

BEVERLY: Mm.

This is actually pretty

thorough and well organized.

What is this? "Gus Easton looks like

Ryan O'Neal in a bathrobe."

How would you know that?

Look (EXHALES)


The evidence is right there

and it is crystal clear.

Your best candidate

has been here all along.

Are you speaking to

me as an investigator

- or as Margaret's son?

- Either way.

Oh, and, uh, your French

fake luxury goods case

is tied to a local

business here in Portland

that's changed names and

addresses three times in a year.

Seems like a tax dodge,

nonsense foreign shell corp thing.

So, second-guess that case.

I got to go, but

Check mate. (CHUCKLES)


That's a fourth-dimensional

chess move. So

- (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)


- Hmm.

- (PHONE RINGING)


- Mom.

MARGARET (OVER PHONE)
:

Todd, listen to this.

On March 9, the robotic

surgery simulator log

shows Dr. Woods failing

a practice surgery

at the same time he was having

that residency dinner with Allison.

I mean, I understand hiring a

ringer to help you ace a test,

but why have someone fail it for you?

But who would go to all the trouble

to make Dr. Woods look

like a bad surgeon?

(GASPS)
Dr. Young.

And if Woods was being

considered for chief of surgery

And was the favorite

Then we have motive.

But cheating a simulator is one thing.

How do you get Dr. Woods to make

a mistake on an actual surgery?

With the ML6000.

The robot.

Your Honor, for the record,

I object to the trial

being moved to an OR.

This is highly unorthodox.

Overruled, again.

- Ms. Wright?

- Thank you.

Dr. Young,

I understand you've

been doing telesurgeries

as charitable outreach

Chad, Syria

I work with nonprofits that

bring lifesaving remote surgeries

to underserved populations

across the globe.

Uh-huh, and when you perform

these remote surgeries, where are you?

In the OR, right here in Portland.

Here?

While controlling a surgical robotic arm

halfway around the world?

That's right.

MARGARET: Uh, Dr. Young,

are you ready to demonstrate

how you control this

robotic surgical arm?

Not sure what this is

going to prove, but I am.

MARGARET: Of course.

Now, can you show us, please,

how you raise the surgical arm up?

I move my thumbs

- like this.

- (SOFT WHIRRING)


MARGARET: Wow.

And now, can you make

the blade arm go down?

I said make it go down, please.

- Is something wrong with the robot?

- Uh

It's-it's not following my commands.

- (PHONE RINGING)


- MARGARET: Oh, okay. Uh

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

But, um, this live feed

is a demonstrative exhibit

that will prove our case.

So these are my

colleagues, Lyle and Kyle.

And as you can see,

they have an ML6000

controller of their own.

Now, let's try this again.

Okay. Dr. Young, can you please

you take your hands off the control?

Thank you. And raise them in the air.

So your hands are straight

up Great. Great.

Now, Kyle,

can you make the blade

arm go down, please?

♪

As you can see,

Dr. Young is no longer in control

of the robotic surgical arm.

So one of the little-known

security features of the ML6000,

that we've only ourselves

just now discovered,

is that every time a

new controller is used

to operate the robot,

the robot stores the IP

address of the controller.

So just now, when we hacked

the robot using our own controller,

uh, the robot recorded the IP address

of our server at the law firm.

HELENE: Objection.

What does this have to do with

When we went back and examined

the last two surgeries of Dr. Woods,

guess what we discovered

buried in the lines of code?

A new IP address attached

to an unknown controller.

And that IP matches

your home Internet address, Dr. Young.

She m*rder*d two

patients and tried to ruin

Dr. Woods so that she

could be chief of surgery.

You-you k*lled my patients?

- HELENE: Objection!

- Diane, how could you?

- HELENE: Objection!

- Diane!

JUDGE: (BANGS GAVEL)


Order. Order in the court.

Bailiff, take Dr. Young into custody.

We are taking this case

back to the courthouse now.

(BANGS GAVEL)


- $3,000,000.

- Well, you deserve it.

And your mother would

be so proud of you.

You helped me.

You found out what happened to my mom.

Well, I'm honored that you asked me.

And should you ever

need anything else, Ryan,

you know where to find me.

- Thank you.

- Yeah.

- Oh, come here. Come here, can I?

- Yes. Oh.

- Good luck, Ryan. Good luck.

- Thank you.

I'm sure that the

hospital will reinstate you

- immediately, you know.

- Mm, I don't know.

After all this, I might

need a little break.

I, um

I understand that.

(BOTH CHUCKLING SOFTLY)


Shall we?

Excuse me.

("BRIGHTER SIDE" BY

CONNIE CONWAY PLAYING)


Mr. Easton.

There's a brighter side ♪

- (SIGHS)


- I think I'm, uh, buying you lunch.

- Oh, really?

- Mm-hmm.

And to what do I owe this great honor?

Well, I think I kind of

screwed up your dinner date

- the other night.

- Aw.

Beverly Crest screwed up

my dinner date that night.

Well, don't worry.

I put in a good word for you.

- Oh, thank you.

- Now, onto lunch.

- Shrimp salad in the cafeteria?

- Ooh!

- Your favorite?

- I'd be delighted.

Great, just need a small bridge loan

- to make that happen.

- Oh, Todd.

I'm joking. I mean,

I'm not, but I could be.

- You know, it's just for $28 dollars.

- (EXCLAIMS)


I'm joking. But also, I'm not.

Okay. Uh, you're paying.

- Not joking.

- All right.