02x12 - Mirror Mirror

[bunniefuu]

I believe it was Cicero who said: "In nothing do men more nearly approach the gods than in giving health to men."

It's so humbling, the responsibility.

What's with the camera?

They're sh**ting...

both: The promo today.

Yup.

A star is born.

Maggie?

Yeah.

This is Jason Dodd. 26.

Heart's racing pretty good.

Dr. Halstead, you're up. April!

He was lugging the crib out of Ikea and he just collapsed.

All right, you'll go to Treatment 2.

Hi, Jason. I'm Dr. Halstead.

How are you feeling?

Kind of freaked out.

All right, we're gonna take good care of you.

He's really tachy. Might be SVT.

Copy.

Okay, we're gonna have you lie down, okay?

Ready six milligrams of adenosine and get him up on the monitors.

Got it.

Jason, you on any medications?

No.

Any history we should be aware of?

No.

All right, Jason. I don't need to tell you that your heart is racing.

What we're gonna do is give you a drug to reset your rhythm.

Reset?

Your heart, it's gonna pause for a few seconds.

Wait a minute, what?

It'll be all right.

Let's give the doctors some room.

Get a flush, 10CCs.

[monitor beeping]

Uh, hold up. What's with the monitors, April?

It's upside down. Leads must be reversed.

No... they're fine.

[monitor beeping]

[shaky breathing]

Just breathe, Jason.

This is strange.

It's like everything's on the wrong side.

Let's get a chest x-ray.

What appears to be the problem here?

There appears to be some irregularities with the patient's heart.

What kind of irregularities?

It's not where it's supposed to be.

Basic anatomy is usually covered in the first year of med school, Dr. Halstead.

I think he might be dextrocardic.

I'm about to get a chest X-Ray.

Let's wait on that.

Push the meds.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, listen up, people.

We're tight on space, so... if you're not doing anything useful, just take a giant step back.

[monitor beeping]

[monitor flatlines]

[monitor beeping]

Heart rate's 120.

BP's ticking up... 100 over 87.

What just happened?

We just saved your life.

Let's get that picture now.

And, uh, page CT.

I guess Cicero knew what he was talking about after all.

Why's this backwards?

It's not.

He's got situs inversus totalis.

All his major visceral organs...

Are reversed from their normal position inside of his body.

More like a mirror image, but yeah.

So wild.

How often do you see someone with this?

Both: Never.

Jason, Becca... This is Dr. Rhodes.

Hi, I'm down from Cardiothoracic Surgery.

I'm gonna accompany you over to run some tests.

See if we can't figure out what caused your heart rate to spike.

Okay.

Shame he wouldn't sign the release.

I wanted to sh**t the scan room in action.

That's the thing about the E.D.

Another story's just a heartbeat away.

Can you say that again on camera?

Yes, that'll be better.

Ms. Goodwin, if you have a second...

You know, Dr. Halstead, there was a meeting last week, uh, open to anyone who had concerns about the video.

I don't recall seeing you there.

I was not there, but...

Dr. Stohl has assured me that the camera won't get in the way of us treating our patients, if that's your worry.

[chuckles] That's one of them, yeah.

I'm gonna tell you, I'm proud of this E.D.

I've assembled the finest staff in the city, and if even one patient decides to come here because they saw this video on our website, then I think it's well worth it.

Don't you?

Dr. Halstead?

Come round with me.

Carry on.

Not the most cooperative intake ever.

The woman in Treatment 6?

Yeah, Laura Green.

Age 39.

MVC.

5 cm laceration on her left upper forehead.

GS 15, no LOC. Vitals stable.

Um... blood and personality, both type A.

[chuckles]

I'll take it from here.

Thank you, Jeff.

Sure.

So it's really over between you two?

Uh-huh, why?

Just impressed.

Personally, I could never work alongside an ex.

Too much boil and bubble.

Jeff and I were good friends before anything happened between us.

Guess it makes it easier to find that equilibrium again.

Good for you.

[groans] No, no, no.

We're not waiving the contingencies, no.

Oh... let me call you right back.

I got another doctor in here.

Hi, Ms. Green. I'm Dr. Manning.

Can you tell me what happened?

I hit a patch of black ice.

Driving too fast.

My daughter had another meltdown at school.

Got pulled out of a meeting to go pick her up... again.

Hello, what's your name?

Ariel. A girl who has zero appreciation for what it's like to be in her mother's shoes.

No wonder I have an ulcer.

An ulcer?

Nothing Tums can't manage.

Look, can we make this quick?

I am super deep in the weeds today.

Sure. Let me take a look.

[groans]

Sorry.

Ow.

Okay.

You okay, Ariel?

Did you get hurt in the crash, too?

She's been complaining like this for months.

I've taken her to every GI specialist in the city at considerable expense.

No one could find anything wrong with her.

It's not my stomach this time, Mom, it's my head. It's throbbing.

[whispers] And now she's got a headache.

I think she's trying to imitate me.

Some juvenile attempt to mock her mother.

Okay, uh, Laura.

I would like Plastics to come down and sew you up so you get the best cosmetic result, okay?

But I-I really do have to get back to work.

I will try my best to expedite things, but since you're already here, perhaps I can take a look at your daughter?

Yeah... yeah, that's fine.

Okay.

C.J.? Sorry. Where were we?

I'm not just making this up.

Oh, I get it.

You're creating a vacuum.

I... I read about this somewhere. I, uh...

I don't know, I'm...

I really felt compelled to say something.

Remind me again why you're here, Sarah.

Uh, Dr. Charles said undergoing therapy would help me become a better psychiatrist.

And thus far, I'd have to say he's right.

I'm learning so much.

I hate to break this to you, Sarah, but what you're doing here now is not undergoing therapy.

It's not?

It feels more like you're auditing a class.

Come here.

Come on.

Look.

What do you see?

Um...

Do you feel self-conscious?

A little.

Good.

Self-conscious is what we're going for.

You know what makes you better at this job?

Being present.

Being honest.

Especially with yourself.

Try it.

First thought, best thought.

Um...

Yeah, I-I-I... I don't know what to...

What to tell you.

I mean, I've led such a mundane life.

My... my problems feel so pedestrian.

Problems.

That's a great start.

Here.

Okay.

Hour's up at ten of, right?

Normally.

Well, then, same time next week?

You know where to find me.

So, given the patient's age, I was thinking a woven graft with a mechanical valve.

And once we adjust for the inversa, it should be a simple plug and play.

Simple?

Yeah, I was saying to Dr. Bardovi earlier, once you situate your brain in the right way...

You were talking to Dr. Bardovi about the way I situate my brain?

What?

You said the way you situate your brain.

Oh, no, I meant it more, like, "Once one situates..."

I think you're underestimating the challenges here... severely.

You may be right.

Um, in that case, I have a suggestion.

How about we put the team through a dress rehearsal?

A rehearsal?

Mm-hmm.

I'll have a tech print us a 3-D model of this heart, and that should give us a very clear idea of how we'll proceed.

If you think it'll be worthwhile.

Yeah, I think it'll be good for everyone to walk through it.

Hm.

Keep your hands off me.

Hey.

We're trying to help. We just wanna take a look, okay?

What do we have here?

Dr. Choi, this is Rey Ochoa, who insisted there is nothing at all wrong with him.

That's weird.

Charge nurse said he was found doubled over on the floor of a gas station bathroom, screaming out in pain.

I wasn't screaming in pain.

Only gay ass punks do that.

Rey, you might not be aware, but I'm a Navy Flight Surgeon, still in active reserve.

And, Jeff, here was an Army Ranger.

Seen plenty of men screaming out in pain.

Tougher guys than me.

So...

How about we take a look?

How about you suck me?

[groaning]

Rey...

Come on.

Seen this movie before.

Even when he says he has something lodged up his rectum.

Seriously?

See how he's hunched up on the gurney, trying to take the pressure off the rear end?

Plus all the lip.

The embarrassment makes them combative.

All right.

I'll try to get an X-Ray.

Thanks.

Mr. Mikulski's here with a fever and some sinus pain.

Really bad sinus pain, just FYI.

Diabetic?

How's his glucose?

Totally normal.

They said something in the waiting area about signing some kind of release.

Not necessary, Mr. Mikulski.

We'd like to send you on your way ASAP.

Let's get him on a Z-Pack.

Sorry, one second.

You see the swelling?

Under the orbit of his left eye?

Uh-huh.

It's practically imperceptible, but...

I think we should get a... a head and sinus CT, just to rule out anything more concerning.

Fever plus sinus pain equals sinus infection.

Let's Z-Pack and get you home.

Check back in two days if your symptoms persist.

Hey, I really feel like...

No, I'd, uh... He's discharged.

Let's find you something more compelling.

Let's go.

Hey, Mags, let's get a CBC here on Mr. Mikulski.

And, uh, don't let him leave until the results come back.

Uh-huh. Go maverick.

Mr. Clarke, what are we looking at?

Mr. Clarke?

Sorry, we have a safety issue.

Everybody please step out.

Step out. Okay, thank you.

Step out. Laura, hey, Laura, that's you?

Security, over here.

What's going on?

Dr. Choi was right.

There is something lodged in the rectum.

What is that, a g*n?

[phone ringing]

He says he has no idea how the g*n got up there.

All right, what are our options?

It's not gonna be easy getting it out.

It's just past his sphincter.

Plus, the hammer's cocked.

So if there's a live round in there...

Seriously?

Could do some real damage.

.22 single-sh*t derringer.

That's a big kick for a little g*n.

So we work up a plan to get him to the O.R.

Page the surgeon on call.

Ms. Goodwin, I think it'd be safer to do it here.

Jeff and I both have weapons experience.

We sedate him. Try to slide it out.

If we can't make it, then we call in surgery.

I'm in.

Should we call C.P.D?

Yes. We'll need enough body armor and gear to protect whoever's in there with him.

And let's keep this area clear.

And I'll keep the cameraman away from all this.

It's unsafe, and frankly, it's distasteful.

Thank you.

The second you focus on one pain, it disappears, or shifts someplace else entirely.

First it was her stomach, then her forehead.

We move her into another room and now it's her sinuses.

Hm. Tricky hitting a moving target.

And listen, I am predisposed to side with anyone against the mother, but I don't know that she's wrong about her daughter.

You think she might be faking it?

I had her record sent over, and amongst other things, she's been worked up for achalasia, abdominal migraine, cyclic vomiting syndrome. All negative.

It does not appear to be anything physiological.

Why don't I have a little chat?

I would appreciate that, thank you.

What's up with the limp?

Rehab.

My physio's got me doing these Swiss Ball Squats.

It's freaking brutal.

CBC's back on your sinus infection.

Mm-hmm.

You were right.

White count's elevated.

[sighs] Not sure it's elevated enough to change Stohl's mind, though.

Hand me one of those video release forms, will you?

For a guy always complaining about money, you sure put your job on the line a lot.

My mom keeps saying I'm doing this for attention, but...

God, who likes seeing doctors?

Your leg okay?

All of a sudden, my knee hurts.

Hm.

This place freaks me out even worse than school.

What freaks you out about school?

Everything.

There's so much drama.

It makes me crazy anxious.

Sometimes I hide, sometimes I get into fights.

That's what happened today?

I looked up schizophrenia online.

It says it can start in late adolescence.

Mm, not usually as early as 14, but...

I mean, are you hearing or seeing things that other people aren't?

No.

But...

Sometimes, it's like... my feelings aren't my own.

Like they're someone else's.

Hm.

Do you think I'm crazy?

Uh, not really my favorite word, but no, no, I don't.

Thank you.

Let's get you what you need.

Excuse me, Dr. Stohl?

About Ed Mikulski, in room 4.

I thought I already discharged him.

But that was before his blood work came back with a white count of 18,000.

I just wanted your approval before I send him over for scans.

He was willing to sign a video waiver, by the way, if that matters.

Well, we haven't found anybody to follow yet, and I did want to film the scanning facility.

Plus Dr. Halstead here pops on camera.

Must be the red hair.

All right, uh, send him over.

Wait a second, will you?

We gotta swap out a battery.

Sure thing.

Dr. Halstead?

You wouldn't be trying to show me up on camera, would you?

What?

Never mind.

I'll begin by placing the venus cannula in the right atrium.

Uh, I'm sorry, sir, but... in this case, it's actually the one that's on the left.

We have to remember that everything here is mirrored.

[sighs]

I am not in a good position for this.

Okay.

Let's switch sides, then.

[instruments clang]

Atrial purse string suture.

Where am I supposed to be now?

To my left.

But then I'll be out of the field.

I can't move, guys, so don't look at me.

Am I okay, here?

Am I in the right spot?

Yeah, you're fine.

Where's that suture?

I don't wanna reach over the patient.

Beth, why don't you just go stand on his right?

You two, switch.

This is why we're here, right, folks?

We're just trying to work out the kinks.

I have to reach across my body.

This is all wasted motion.

Um, but there's nowhere else I can stand.

I am sick and tired of being mocked!

I will not abide insubordination.

I have put up with that ingrate for seven years.

No more.

Beth, he's gonna calm down.

I'm done!

[door slams]

[indistinct radio chatter]

Ethan?

Yeah.

I thought we had a policy about dealing with polyembolokoilamania?

I'm sorry?

The insertion of a foreign object into an orifice.

All patients are supposed to be psychiatrically evaluated.

We've got a bit of a mitigating circumstance here, Reese.

The g*n. Exactly. To do what he did, this kid must be seriously troubled, and now, he's alone and terrified.

Are the restraints really necessary?

For the safety of everyone, yes.

[sighs] Well, I-I wanna go talk to him.

How do we make that happen?

Rey, this is Dr. Reese.

She's gonna help with the procedure.

Hello, Rey.

How much longer is this gonna take?

Not too much. We're gearing up now.

Is it okay if I sit with him until we get started, if... that's okay with you?

[groans] Sure.

You can stay. Okay.

[groans]

Dr. Halstead.

You... you got a second?

Yeah, of course.

I just wanted to say...

I appreciate you going the extra mile here.

With the diabetes, let's just say I've seen my share of doctors over the years.

So few of them really listen to you, especially in the emergency room.

I'm just doing my job, Mr. Mikulski.

You don't need to thank me.

I know... but I want to.

It's the first time I felt like someone was in my corner.

I'll tell anyone who's listening.

This is the best hospital in the city, hands down.

Thank you for saying that, Ed.

Any time.

Your guy's scans came back.

Sinus opacification and invasion through the cribriform plate.

It's mucormycosis, most likely.

And Stohl wanted to send him home.

Who looks like he doesn't know basic anatomy now?

It's an amazing catch, Dr. Halstead.

I knew it.

Yeah.

You the man, Will.

But this is bad news for your patient, right?

Yeah.

I like your tattoos.

Who designed them?

Me.

You're really talented.

You go to school for that?

No.

Just fool around on my own.

Huh.

I saw you looking at my scars.

You're not gonna ask me about them?

Do you wanna tell me about them?

What are you, a shrink or something?

Not yet.

Officially, I'm still training.

Do you cut yourself, Rey?

I'm not crazy.

I know.

What I'm discovering doing this is... how we all do things that we can't explain.

Things we say, things we do to ourselves.

Maybe we're just experimenting.

To see how it feels.

Or... maybe we're reliving something that happened to us in the past.

Did something happen to you, Rey?

Dr. Reese?

Mr. Ochoa.

The hell is this?

People are saying you're some kind of freak.

It's not what it looks like, Papa.

It was for Wilmer.

Your cousin?

That fool's in Crook County.

He asked me to smuggle a g*n in for him.

Said he needed to protect himself.

The guy in front of me beeped going through the metal detector.

They tackled him to the ground.

I guess...

I panicked.

Ran out before they could search me.

The pain must have made me pass out.

Sorry.

I know I messed up.

No.

No, mijo.

You done good.

You tell them it was okay to remove it?

It's my son.

No, we understand...

No. No, it's not gonna happen.

I'm sorry.

[sighs]

We'll have to put the procedure on hold.

Why?

Our patient just confessed to a crime.

That means the g*n is considered evidence.

And since his father convinced him to withdraw consent, we'll have to secure a warrant to remove it.

Breaking bad news is the most sobering of our obligations.

No matter how many times you do it, it never gets any easier.

I fe...

Excuse me. One second.

Yeah?

Any chance we can do this off-camera?

Off-camera?

He didn't sign up for this.

And it's probably not gonna make the video.

You're wrong.

People wanna see how compassionate we can be.

But, uh... it's so intrusive.

You can't have it both ways.

You wanted a release?

This is what happens when they sign it.

A fungal infection in my brain?

That... That doesn't sound good.

No, not at all what we were hoping for, but let's just take this one step at a time.

Okay...

Just so I know what we're talking about here... is this the kind of thing that could keep me in the hospital?

I would plan on that, yes.

Should I plan on ever leaving?

If it's advanced enough to require surgery, then you should know there's about a 90% mortality rate.

[gasping] Oh, oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Yes, it's a lot to process.

I'm just glad you spotted it when you did.

Thank you.

Thank you, both.

State's attorneys secured the warrant.

We're a go.

I don't believe that story Rey's telling about the g*n, do you?

About smuggling it into jail?

Who knows?

Did you notice the scars?

On Rey's arms?

I'm pretty sure he's been cutting himself.

He's no stranger to self-harm.

I'm sympathetic, Sarah, I truly am.

I don't know what you want me to do, though.

I just want another chance to get him to open up before he's swallowed up by the system.

How about we start by making sure he survives this, okay?

That should do it.

Thank you, Dr. Pellino.

Looks good.

I am, however, still concerned about your ulcer.

Have you ever thought about maybe speaking to somebody about reducing your stress?

I can manage my stress.

If I don't, then the next person will.

How's my daughter?

Did you find anything?

No, not yet.

Surprise, surprise.

Listen, Dr. Manning, I appreciate your efforts, but I'm gonna need you to discharge me and my daughter.

I'll sign out against medical advice if necessary.

Sure.

I'll get the paperwork started.

Thanks.

Yeah, hi.

Hey. Any progress?

Definitely stressed out and anxious.

Whether it rises to the level of a disorder, I don't know.

She mentioned a potentially unhealthy association with food, but I'm just... I'm not getting an eating disorder vibe from her, you know?

Me neither.

Her weight is normal for her height.

She's not showing any signs of malnourishment.

And she says her stomachache's gone, her headache's gone.

Her knee is hurting her now.

I was thinking we could give her a benzo to see if alleviating her anxiety might tell us something about her physical symptoms?

Unfortunately, we don't have time.

The mom wants to leave now.

Dr. Charles?

Dr. Latham called.

Asked you to come to his office.

He says it's urgent.

Tell him I'll be right there.

Okay.

I've been staring at these scans all afternoon in a mirror trying to retrain my brain.

It's not working.

The TMS treatments have elicited a very positive response.

They've made my brain more flexible, my thinking more supple.

Perhaps if I had another treatment?

Wait.

You're saying you wanna undergo... a TMS treatment to prepare you to operate?

Yes. I was going to talk to Dr. Weyland today, but she's unavailable.

Yeah, well, she would tell you the same thing that I'm about to, which is no.

Why not?

You shouldn't do anything risky, let alone perform open-heart surgery.

It would be derelict.

[inhales] Tell me, then, what is the solution?

Well, the solution is to realize that you don't have to carry all the weight on your shoulders.

You have an excellent team. Rely on your team, rely on Connor.

No, I can't.

I see the world differently now.

The sarcasm, the hidden agendas.

Even when my window is closed, I know they're there.

I have no one to rely on now but myself.

I think you'll find that that's not the case.

It's like trying to cut your hair in front of a mirror.

Left is right, right is left... impossible.

Left to right... right to left...

[monitor flatlining]

Dr. Halstead...

He's having a seizure.

Five of Ativan, stat.

On it.

[monitor beeping]

Feet are flushed.

Below Y-O-2?

Suction ready.

Ready.

I'm gonna be working late tonight, but Mai will stay with you until then.

And don't even think about using this as an excuse not to do your homework.

Watch his airway.

Seriously, Ariel, you've made your point.

Stop putting on a show.

Ariel? Oh, my God.

Ariel?

She's having a seizure.

No, I don't think so.

There's no nystagmus, and her muscle movements are not asynchronous.

Then what is wrong with her?

We need to isolate her.

What?

She needs to be isolated, now.

I need an empty room, now!

We're gonna get started now, Rey.

If you feel any discomfort, just tell us.

I need you to stop moving your leg, Rey.

Where am I?

Just keep still, bud.

Almost there.

What?

[g*n fires]

[groans]

[screams]

We've got a g*n vacated.

[groaning]

Jeff!

Go, go!

Are you okay, Jeff?

Agh! I'm all right, I'm all right. How's he?

Exit wound in the right lower quadrant, we need a trauma lab.

Pack the wound and let's get him to the O.R.

Ready? One, two, three.

[groaning]

All right, we're moving him.

Let me take a look.

All right, watch your backs. Coming through.

[indistinct chatter]

[grunts]

[camcorder beeps]

How we doing?

Okay.

How's that knee doing?

It feels fine, actually.

What if I told you that that was because...

I just took an Advil?

I don't understand.

Ow!

Why'd you do that?

It feel like I just slapped you?

Yes!

I'm sorry.

I don't like this game.

I don't understand.

Ow! Why'd you do that?

Feel like I just slapped you?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

What were you doing to my daughter?

I was trying to confirm a diagnosis.

Um... I want neurology to run some tests, but based on this and Ariel's history, I think that she has a condition called mirror touch synesthesia.

What?

It's a condition that... That causes her to experience the physical sensations and emotions of the people that she's interacting with... as her own.

My left knee hurts, Ariel feels it in her right.

I slap my right cheek, she feels like her left is being slapped.

She's mirroring me.

Her stomach...

She's responding to your ulcer, not imitating you.

She's literally feeling your pain.

Whoever heard of such a thing?

It's a pretty recent discovery, the existence of these mirror neurons.

Is there a cure?

Not yet, but there are... coping strategies we can teach her to help her manage her condition.

[cell phone buzzing]

Uh...

[cell phone buzzing]

I'm sorry, I...

[cell phone buzzing]

I have to get this.

Yeah?

I cannot believe this woman.

How's that old saying go?

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it gaze at its own reflection.

Page me when he's all set.

Yes, Doctor.

Oh, excuse me.

Dr. Rhodes?

Looks like I'm filling in for Beth today.

I understand there's some confusion about where we're supposed to be standing?

Uh, yeah... uh...

Let me get back to you on that.

Beth.

Forget it.

No, please, please, please.

I'm not changing my mind!

Nope, no, no, no, no.

Just one second of your time.

Look, I am not gonna try and defend Dr. Latham's behavior.

He flung a tray past my head.

Not the first time, by the way.

But he is the guy that's gotta try to save that patient's life, and while you and I both know that he would never admit it out loud, he relies on you.

I mean, come on, we rely on each other.

We're a team.

Someone should tell him that.

He treats us like dirt.

Yeah.

But I do know this about Dr. Latham.

He always has the patient's best interests at heart, and we should too.

Really?

Dr. Rhodes. My office, please.

Yes, sir.

Close the door.

Dr. Latham, I'm not sure how much of that you heard back there.

I believe most of it.

If I said anything that may have offended you, I'm sorry. Uh... I was only trying...

There's something I should share with you.

I have been recently diagnosed with an autism spectrum disorder.

Asperger's.

Okay.

I'm not revealing this to elicit sympathy from you, or as a means to justify my behavior.

I simply feel it might be beneficial for you to know.

I think it might be.

I am unable to discern whether you're being sarcastic or not.

That's part of the disorder.

It also makes it difficult for me to improvise from my set routine.

I confess, I...

I'm uneasy about the surgery we're about to perform.

Can I rely on you to help me through it?

Tell me there was no brown in there.

[snorts] You're right.

How's our human shield doing?

Just finished washing it out now.

That's what I get for trusting a squid with a firearm.

Ha.

Thank you, both.

Really.

Ms. Goodwin?

If you have a second?

The fungal infection is quite advanced.

Okay, Mr. Mikulski's on his way up to the O.R. and at this stage, he's not gonna survive this.

There's nothing we could have done; it was a bad, bad break.

I don't see how we can use any of the footage we sh*t.

I disagree.

We couldn't have gotten a better endorsement for you, or the hospital.

His endorsement is meaningless.

He just said what he thought we wanted to hear.

Not to mention, we're exploiting him!

Exploiting?

He signed the release.

What are we arguing about?

He only did it 'cause I convinced him to.

I'm not sure he really wanted to sign the release.

All right, let's...

Let's give the patient a chance to rescind the release.

What? Why?

Because it's the right thing to do.

Thank you, Ms. Goodwin.

Dr. Halstead.

You convinced him to sign the release, yet you led me to believe you objected to all of this.

I felt I needed some a*mo when I told Stohl I was ordering the scans.

Uh-huh.

So in other words, you used the release to get your way?

No, no, no.

Go talk to your patient, and we'll talk about your actions later.

[monitor beeping]

Last thing to do is to anastamose the right coronary.

The right coronary...

I have an angle to get you a better position, if you don't mind, Dr. Latham?

No, please, go ahead.

All right.

It doesn't appear as though it's gonna be long enough to fit, unless you're seeing something different?

Let's get some blood in there to see how the vessel lays when the heart's inflated.

Clamp your venus, Paul, give us some volume.

Yes, sir.

Looks like it'll fit.

Good.

Let's empty out the heart and finish up.

6-0 prolene?

Thank you, Beth.

There you go. I like it.

Oh, hey, Dr. Halstead.

Thanks for coming up.

How do I look? [chuckles]

Whoa, where's that camera guy?

Hey, listen.

About that...

I'm sorry.

This promo video has been a huge violation in your privacy.

I know you were hesitant to sign the release, so...

You rip that up if you want, and we will not use any of the footage.

Let me ask you a question, Dr. Halstead.

Do I look familiar to you?

I mean, from before today?

I don't think so. Why?

I recognize you.

You sometimes park in that lot across the street.

I work there as an attendant.

Almost 20 years now.

Sorry, I never really paid attention.

Oh, no, that's okay.

I don't make much of an impression.

I've had more than enough privacy for one person.

So I'm okay having that violated now if it means I wasn't invisible to the very end.

I just want my life to have meant something.

Dr. Halstead?

Are you ready, Mr. Mikulski?

Yes, I am.

Okay.

Hey.

I heard what happened. Are you okay?

This?

Might leave a scar, but that's it.

Well, at least you'll have a good story to tell, right?

[chuckles]

I don't think anybody will believe this one.

Okay, see you.

Yeah, see you.

It's a cylinder... it's shiny.

Sorry to interrupt.

Not at all, we're just...

We're just doing a visualization exercise.

Again. Close your eyes again, Ariel.

And... do you see your shield?

Okay. Now keep describing it to me.

It's gold.

It surrounds me.

It protects me from other people's pain, and emotions.

Okay, keep seeing your shield.

Now open your eyes.

What happens when I do this?

It feels like you're touching my arm still.

The shield's not working.

Visualization... It's a skill.

It takes practice.

And just so you know, when I visualize my shield...

And be warned 'cause I'm a total geek about this...

Hey, come on, now.

You're not allowed to get down on yourself.

This is our very first run at this; you're doing great.

It's not that.

I just got really sad.

Don't know why.

Will you excuse me?

Okay, let's try it again.

Close your eyes.

Hey, Dr. Latham.

Uh, a bunch of us are going for drinks over at Molly's.

Maybe you want to join us?

I don't go to bars.

Maybe another time, then.

I hear they're gonna transfer you to the hospital at the county jail.

I don't believe that story you told earlier.

I know you thought it's what your father wanted to hear, but it would be a shame to go to jail for something you didn't do.

I'm not afraid of going to jail.

That secret you're holding onto just put a hole in your gut.

If you don't open up, imagine what might happen next time.

All you have to do is call, and we can keep talking.

You don't understand anything, do you?

You want me to talk?

Open up?

And say what?

That I'm some kind of freak?

I'd rather go to jail.

Forever.

She can really feel the pain of everyone she sees?

Yes.

[exhales] Oh, God.

I can't imagine how hard this has been for her.

I took her to every specialist.

I did what the doctors told me to.

I thought she was faking.

There's no way you could've known.

I am hurting my own daughter.

How am I supposed to protect her from this if I'm part of the problem?

It won't be easy.

But... she feels what she sees.

If she sees a happy person, she feels happiness.

And if she sees someone who's constantly anxious...

[sighs]

You really don't know anything, do you?

[indistinct chatter]

There you go, Bardi.

There you go.

Cheers, everybody.

Cheers!

Dr. Latham.

You change your mind?

Not yet, but I am working on it.

Come join us.

.

♪♪

[Monitor beeping]

Buna?

[Gasps]

[Telephone rings in distance]

[Gasps]

[Ring]

[Ring, electricity crackling]

[Door opens]

[Ring]

[Crackling continues]

[Ring]

♪♪

[Elevator bell dings]

[Dings]

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Echoing breathing]

♪♪

[Breathes sharply]

[Inhales sharply]

[Exhales]

You're new.

[Breathes heavily]

Oh!

Roll over.

[Gasping chuckle]

Okay. [Laughs]

[Breathing heavily]

What's your name?

[Sighs]

Zack.

[Whispers] Zack.

[Breathing heavily]

Mm?

Hi. I see you're ready.

What happened to the new girl?

What new girl?

[Gasps]

[Gagging, coughing]

[Coughs, gasps]

[Typing on keyboard] Red: How much?

[Typing continues]

Smoll was cleaning over $200 million. How much was lost?

All of it.

[Door opens]

Thank you, Abe.

Problems?

Yes. [Chuckles]

[Door closes]

Transactions vital to my interests failed to be tendered.

What kinds of transactions?

It seems a bid I made on the Whistler Cruise Line wasn't tendered because my accountant dropped dead before he could transfer the funds.

In addition, millions are missing that the same accountant was in the process of laundering.

I think I've heard enough.

It appears my operation is under siege.

And this affects the fate of the free world how?

Not at all.

However, in order for me to be useful to your task force, I have to maintain a certain... stature in the criminal underworld.

From time to time, I am compelled to rely on your bureau's support in that endeavor.

This is one of those times.

The interest I hope to acquire from Whistler Cruise Line was sold to a longstanding rival, Baldur Magnusson.

Rumors have circulated that he assassinated my accountant to secure the deal.

What do you need from us?

Some help to determine who m*rder*d my man, Zack Smoll.

If I can't staunch the bleeding Smoll's death has precipitated, all of our work could come to a grinding and permanent halt.

I'm under att*ck, Elizabeth, and I need to find out by whom.

Liz: Roughly 14 hours ago, Zack Smoll was found dead in the Gentle Bliss Massage Parlor.

M.E.'s preliminary report describes symptoms consistent with acute meningitis.

How does Reddington know Smoll didn't contract meningitis naturally?

He didn't say, but if he's coming to us with this, it means he's desperate.

You may feel you're paid enough to serve the public's interests and Reddington's.

Personally, I don't.