02x13 - Wide Awake

[bunniefuu]

So Alex, how long have you and Joel known each other?

Alex: Um, since med school.

Joel: Yeah, we're old friends.

Sonja: Well, Seth and I, we've known each other, what... forever? We... we grew up on the same block.

Yeah, we competed for the same paper route.

Yeah. Yeah, he put up a good fight, but...

She was a vicious kid.

She ended up with the paper route and my lunch.

Wow.

Nobody puts Sonja in a corner.

Excuse me.

And, uh, when I get back. I wanna know what it's like to have your hands inside of a man's guts.

Will do.

That was really smooth, Seth.

This is a date, isn't it? You set me up.

Honestly, I didn't know this was planned.

Alex, I just... I-I thought you guys would get along.

I mean, Seth... he's great.

And he inherited this crazy business from his dad... building aboveground pools in the summer and then backyard rinks in the winter. (Seth screaming)

(grunting) Seth, what's happening?

I can't get my hand out.

Okay. Uh, Sonja, go see if the waitress has a key to this thing, okay?

Okay.

The equipment inside could be tamponading a bleeder.

Tamponading a what?!

We need to dismantle this in the E.R. Let's...

Let's take this off the wall, okay? (continues grunting)

Uhh, it hurts really bad!

Okay, buddy.

Try not to move your hand, Seth, while we pull, okay?

(whispers) Okay.

Okay?

On three?

One, two...

♪

(Seth grunting and panting)

Joel. Alex.

Zach, this is Seth Rollins.

He got his hand stuck in...

I see that. In a condom machine.

(strained voice) And I'm in agony.

Try to be calm.

Weren't you two off work tonight?

Yeah.

Aah!

Okay, hang in there, Seth.

Okay, we're gonna get you some painkillers, Seth.

(groans) Seth, I'm Dr. Miller.

Yeah, nice to meet you.

You, too. Okay.

You got that machine? On three...

Yes, I have.

Joel and Zach: One, two, three!

(grunts) Ma'am, if you can wait in the waiting room, please?

That'd be great. Thanks.

Zach, you remember Sonja, right?

Seth, he's... he's a friend of mine.

She's with me.

Hi... again. All right, well, let's get him on I.V.

And give him, uh... 2 milligrams of morphine.

When was your last tetanus sh*t?

I don't know.

Okay, let's give him .5 ccs I.M.

And let's page ortho.

There's no need. I'm right here.

Seth, just hang in there, okay? (panting)

All right, who's on call tonight?

Maggie.

Not Charlie?

Nope. Maggie.

All right, Seth, why don't you explain to me step-by-step what exactly happened here?

Well, I reached my hand inside. I paid, by the way.

When I tried to pull it out, it got stuck.

I get it.

You gotta put in a sling if you want some bling, right? (grunts)

(chuckles) What? Come on, I got so many more of those.

Okay, let's open up this contraption, see what's going on inside.

You're gonna need a...

Screwdriver, please! (groans)

Covering call again, Charlie?

Yeah, you, too?

Student loans.

I remember those days.

North american reptile convention is down at metro hall. Tonight's the big party and I'll be missing it.

You a snake man?

Snakes and ladies.

You surprise me, Jackson.

Thanks... I think. (pen clicks)

Corporal Fran Seymour, I am Dr. Harris.

Doc.

I hear you were skydiving, made a pretty dramatic landing.

Incomplete deployment of the first parachute.

I cut away and deployed the second, but it was already too close to the ground.

But you landed on your feet.

I'm like a cat.

Tried to walk it off, but, uh, no dice.

How does it look?

Uh, bones in both of your heels are pretty badly shattered.

How long am I on the shelf?

Well, the bohler's angle's okay, so you won't need surgery, but I'm gonna need to put casts on both feet so you'll be out for a while.

What's "a while"?

Eight weeks.

Uh, that... too slow.

Six weeks before I redeploy. (scissors snipping)

To?

Afghanistan.

Wait a minute. I thought everyone was coming home.

This is our final... (strains) mission, and I ain't missin' it. (groans)

You ever jump out of a plane?

I'm more into zumba.

(chuckles)

Now, corporal, anything else bothering you besides your heels?

No, all good.

Doesn't pay to be a hero around here, trust me.

Some, uh, pins and needles in my legs.

No big deal. Sure it'll go away. (chuckles)

Okay. Can you feel this?

A little. It's a bit numb.

Okay.

Flex your feet for me, please. Toes to the ceiling.

(exhales sharply)

(siren wails in distance) Okay.

(grunts) I'm gonna have Jackson take you up for a C.T.

I want to make sure you don't have any spinal fractures. (pen clicks)

Don't worry, it's strictly precautionary.

(chuckles) I'm not worried. I got nine lives.

And you can, uh, you can tell your buddy to come in, if you'd like.

What buddy?

Uh... my mistake.

You're almost there, pal.

The good news is you'll have more condoms than you know what to do with. (chuckles)

Just trying to see the silver lining, but I'm genuinely embarrassed here.

And we got it.

All right. (clattering)

Ready?

You okay, whoa!

(grunting) Fingers are in the machine.

Gauze, lots of gauze! Get the gauze.

(clattering) All right.

I got 'em.

Okay, let's get those on ice, please.

Seth, look at me. Look at me.

Try to take deep, slow breaths.

(grunts and breathes heavily)

So I will be doing your finger replant, Seth.

Fingers, plural.

Yeah, look, it's a long surgery, too.

So we don't want to wait around in case ischemia sets in and then you lose your fingers.

Okay. I appreciate your haste.

Absolutely. Look, the nurse will be by to prep you soon. And, uh, in the meantime, just...

Sit tight.

Sit tight, okay?

Alex.

Yes.

I'd like to explain...

Don't worry.

Joel is an amazing surgeon.

(sighs)

(indistinct conversations)

Sonja.

Hey.

Hi. Seth is fine. We're managing his pain, and Joel is prepping to do his finger replantation.

Wait, so you-you can sew the fingers back on?

Yes, we should be able to.

Okay.

God, I just...

I feel like this is all my fault.

It's not.

I know, but still. And-and...

And I really have to go and relieve my babysitter.

It's nobody's fault. And he's got Joel.

Right.

Yeah. And, I mean, Joel, he... he saved my life once.

He's that good.

Yeah.

And... (chuckles) Seth, he really is... I mean, he's just... he's genuinely a really sweet guy.

I'm sure he is. I'm just...

I'm not dating right now.

Yeah, totally. Okay. No more cupid.

Joel and I are just friends.

Thanks, Alex.

Take care of Seth.

Will do.

Oh, Alex. Tell me all.

Has word already spread?

We live in a viral age.

Once a secret gets out, it's uncontainable. (sighs)

You're the one who made me come up with the breakup plan.

Oh, don't blame the plan. The plan is solid.

You said, "get out of the house."

I did that, and look what happened.

Did he really lose three fingers in a condom machine?

Yes.

So you two were gonna get busy?

No, we were not going to "get busy."

He was sprung on me... a surprise double date.

I just really, really don't want Charlie to hear about it.

(chuckles) Honey, welcome to the weird and awkward world... (cell phone buzzing) of post-breakup.

Not lovin' it.

Dr. Reid.

So I was doing some figuring, and your board exams are this March.

Yeah, and I'll be Dr. Margaret Lin. M.D. F.R.C.S.C, and I'll expect a little respect, mister.

And the baby will already be born.

Yeah...

(chuckles) Wow. (chuckles)

How's that gonna work? That exam takes a full day.

The baby will stay in a sling, and I'll breast feed on demand.

Not even gonna respond to that. That's crazy.

Well, we'll figure something out.

(sighs) Is that decaf?

No, it's coffee.

(slurps) You could at least try it.

Or at least half-caf. It tastes the same.

No, it doesn't.

The baby shouldn't be all hopped up on caffeine.

I'm not suddenly a different person, Gavin. (tone sounds)

Sorry.

No, I know you're not.

I'm just pregnant.

Yeah, she's pregnant.

Okay, I, uh...

(chuckles) I heard that. Well...

We're not telling people, though. It's just...

Really, we're just early on.

Okay. That's good. Well... Big ups, bro.

Well... (chuckles)

(chuckles)

That's good. Your boys can swim.

(whispers) Yeah.

(baby crying in distance)

(curtain rings swoosh) Seth.

(panting) I hear you've been experiencing some abdominal pain.

Yeah, and in my back.

Okay.

(grunts) I'm happy I get a chance to explain.

You don't have to, really.

I do.

The whole condom thing...

I'm just gonna palpate your abdomen.

Okay.

Okay.

(machinery beeps)

(grunts) Ow.

I did not assume that I needed a condom.

I just... I thought you were amazing.

You are amazing.

(strained voice) And you're a doctor.

And I just thought if we... you know, I'd feel irresponsible if I wasn't prepared.

'Cause you're a doctor. (exhales deeply)

And the whole safe sex thing... if that's even something that people talk about still.

I understand, Seth.

Just try to relax, if you can, okay?

(grunts) Okay.

I don't get out there much...

You know, dating?

I think I just got ahead of myself.

Mm-hmm.

You know... Ow!

Okay, the pain is the most intense there, right?

(sobbing) Yeah...

That hurts worse than the fingers.

Or where they used to be.

Seth?

I'm feeling a pulsating mass.

I'm guessing that's not the good kind.

Can I get some help in here?

Uhh.

I'm going to get you a C.T.

(continues sobbing) Give him bolus.

Fran, you do have a small spinal fracture from your skydiving accident.

No. Really?

Yeah.

I can fix it, but we need to do it right away.

What's the recovery time on that?

Three months.

I got six weeks. So let's get this done.

Uh, there's something else I need to discuss with you.

This showed up on your C.T.

What am I looking at?

Uh, it would appear to be shrapnel.

Shrapnel?

Reporting for duty, sir.

Um... I'd like to have a look at your back, if I could.

Yeah.

These scars... looks like you were in a pretty serious accident.

I'd rather not talk about it.

Okay.

Well, I'll have a look at it when I go in to repair the fracture.

If it's impinging on the spine, I will remove it.

If it's not causing any trouble, generally, we just leave shrapnel where it is.

Do what you gotta do.

Okay.

(blinds clattering)

Okay, what do you want?

Reporting for duty, sir.

Yeah, I got that.

Um, what's your name?

I don't know, sir.

It says there, "McCreary."

So it does, sir.

(sighs) Your body's in the morgue?

Sir?

What are you doing here, private?

Just sticking with my unit.

Okay.

Um, here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna figure out what it is you need from me, we'll talk, and you'll go away. Okay?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

At ease.

(door opens)

(coughs and sniffles) Ugh!

(sighs)

Does sleeping in the nude give you a cold?

Mm, not that alone, no.

I'm seeing this guy, and he's really into sleeping all night with nothing on.

Enjoy your nudity, fella. I'm just gonna freeze over here.

I guess I just like him, though.

Yeah, that's how it all starts.

Yeah... But I do like him.

Mm-hmm.

Of course you do. We all do.

Until finally one day we're like, "you know what? You're not the boss of me."

Maybe you're right.

I don't know, though. (chuckles)

(instrument clatters)

I came in a couple weeks ago, and you sent me home and told me to get cold and flu medicine.

I saw you a couple weeks ago?

Yeah, I thought I had meningitis or something, but you couldn't see anything.

I remember you now.

Dr. Lin?

Yeah?

Can I talk to you for a moment?

Yeah, I'll be right back, okay?

What's up?

I've got Jenny's blood work. It came... back positive for C.M.V.

Okay, I'll tell her.

Okay, but wait.

It says on her chart that you saw her a couple weeks ago and she was asymptomatic.

Yeah, but she'll be fine. It's a flu virus.

I mean, unless she's pregnant.

There's a risk that it could cross the placental barrier.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You better get tested.

Mm-hmm.

Hi.

Hi.

Um, something's come up...

Did you forget to take your prenatal iron?

No, I didn't...

'Cause I could write a scrip for you if you need some.

That won't be necessary.

And just so you know, I, uh, also took my folic acid, took my omega-3 fatty acids, and did my Kegel exercises. (elevator bell dings)

So... don't worry.

Maggie.

Mm-hmm.

Seth, the results of the C.T. angiogram are back.

You have a leaking aortic aneurysm.

Is that bad? That sounds bad.

It's worse than losing three fingers.

Your aorta is a big, very important blood vessel that carries blood from the heart to your organs.

So the fingers are gonna have to wait.

No, they can't wait.

Life over limb, Joel.

We have to go in now and together.

Both surgeries at the same time?

Yes, sir.

(sighs)

(wheels clacking)

Look, I can't risk those fingers becoming garbage waiting for you to be done.

Fine. Stay out of my way. Triple A is a time b*mb.

(wheels clacking)

I bet this isn't what you had in mind when Sonja said, "come meet this guy."

She didn't say that.

Oh.

Sorry. That's the worst.

But I think we can turn this around.

I'll see you in recovery.

(sighs)

(machinery beeps)

(turns faucet on, both scrubbing hands)

Hey, I apologize, by the way.

Honestly, I had no idea that Sonja was gonna be bringing a friend.

So you and Sonja are back together again then?

Well, we're trying. You know, it's complicated.

(sighs) We have a problem.

(turns faucet off, water gurgles)

Another problem?

I-I can't put him under. He's too high-risk.

What more can happen to this guy?

His mallampati score is 4. He has a malformed airway.

It's like a fusilli in there. And he has a heart murmur.

I won't be able to intubate.

Okay, well, I have to get at the aneurysm.

It's not an option.

Can we try a high thoracic spinal?

I've done it before.

It means he'll be awake and aware of everything we're doing during surgery.

So we better talk to the new chief.

You want to do what?

I want my couch back. I love that couch.

The other thing.

An awake surgery.

It's experimental.

Dr. Baumann's done it before.

Once. Epidurals on pregnant women don't count.

How am I supposed to make an 8-inch incision in his abdomen, suck out the aneurysm, and then sew a gore-tex tube in without anesthetic?

I would have said "yes" when I was chief.

Just saying.

Joel, I have been interim chief of surgery For exactly two days.

Why don't you lob me a pitch that I can hit?

You're chief because you can hit any pitch, Dawn.

(siren wailing in distance)

You were never here.

(sighs) So?

I believe that was a Dawn Bell "yes."

Corporal Seymour.

Hi, I'm Dr. Murphy.

Hi. Uh, are you taking me to the operating room?

Where's Dr. Harris?

Dr. Harris has asked me to come and have a quick chat with you before your operation.

Can I sit down?

You're a psychiatrist.

I am.

You got a form there?

I do, yes. Do you want me to put it away?

It doesn't matter.

You're still gonna fill it out and file it with my commanding officer.

Dr. Harris tells me that you're worried about the length of the recovery time with your spinal surgery?

I'm m*llitary. I want to go back to my job.

Is there something wrong with that?

Might be useful to wait a little, get well and then go back.

I'm way more useful there than here.

It says in your chart that you have a lot of scars consistent with penetrating wounds... shrapnel?

Listen... if I tell you about the crap I've seen in combat, you'll scribble "unresolved issues" on that form you got, and I won't redeploy ever.

Do you think you have unresolved issues?

You can't trick me into talking.

Um... (clears throat)

You've been home for almost a year?

Yeah, not my choice.

And you find yourself drawn to dangerous activities?

Extremes... like skydiving?

Gotta stay alert.

Stay strong. Gotta stay combat ready.

Okay.

Well, the key to resolving traumatizing events is remembering them and telling your story over and over. They're better out than in.

If you knew what my "unresolved issue" was, you wouldn't ask me to relive it.

You can see yourself out now.

(sighs)

If you change your mind, I'm willing to listen.

Hey.

Hey.

Just spoke with your patient Fran.

And? P.T.S.D.?

Eh, I think she's having trouble with one specific event, something she says is too painful to talk about.

Yeah, she's a tough cookie.

Until she starts to externalize the event that has traumatized her, it's gonna remain internal, and she's gonna keep jumping out of planes, nearly k*lling herself.

Okay, well, I can patch her up.

But what do we do about her mental state?

Hard to say.

I mean, there's almost always a key to unlocking a trauma.

Just have to keep listening.

Thanks.

Sorry to bother you so late at night.

Oh, I'm fine. I'll be doing rounds all night.

The nursing staff tends to thin out after midnight.

Can we get the results tonight?

Well, I am the new guy, but I'll do my best to sweet talk to the lab into putting a rush on it.

Right. Great.

You got it?

Yeah.

(instrument clatters)

Now, Maggie, there's only a 30% chance that you contracted a virus from your patient.

Whoo-hoo.

But if you do test positive for C.M.V., there's a chance that your baby will have... hearing and vision loss, heart failure, seizures, brain damage. Yeah, I know.

All right, let's not get ahead of ourselves.

But if you do test positive and we see any of those things on the ultrasound, then we can discuss the next steps.

Terminating the pregnancy?

That would be part of the conversation at that time.

But not now, of course.

Of course. Cool.

Cool.

(monitor beeping steadily)

Alex: You feel this?

Seth: Don't feel a thing.

How about this?

Nothing.

This?

Ooh, a little to the left.

I just might rub a little ice on his feet.

Hey. Not really into that.

That's not what I've heard, mate.

You don't want to know what I've heard about you... which is nothing, 'cause you're about to reattach my fingers and I don't want to alienate you.

Smart man.

Wow.

You play piano with these bad boys?

No. But it's really tough to find hockey gloves that fit.

Have suction ready.

Hey.

Am I really not gonna feel anything?

If you do, let me know.

Okay?

Okay.

Awake surgery, here we go.

Here we go.

(sighs deeply)

Just let me know when you start.

I just did.

What are you doing now, Alex?

I am getting ready to slice into your aneurysm, Seth.

Cool.

I guess this is what it's like to have your hands inside some guy's guts, huh?

Yep.

Suction.

(suction gurgling)

Sing it again, Victor.

(sighs)

♪ rink man, rink man ♪
♪ all you need's a... ♪

(falsetto) ♪ hose ♪

(laughs) He's famous.

Stop. Please.

It's so embarrassing.

It's literally the most embarrassing thing I've ever done, and I just got my fingers caught in a condom machine.

What do you mean it's embarrassing? (drill whirring)

I love that jingle. I sing it in the car every day.

Victor: Who actually buys an ice rink kit?

Parents with kids, mostly.

Yeah. I played a lot of junior B when I was young.

So... you know.

Gotta do what you love.

Amen, rink man.

Yeah, I've had a lot of offers to sell, but I just can't bring myself to do it.

You'd be a free agent. I hear the ducks are looking.

Free agency's not for me, just so you know.

I'm more of a one-team kind of guy.

Okay, let's bring the C-arm in here, please.

(machinery beeps)

Oop.

Stick sh*t.

(whirs and beeps)

Okay, I'm done with the k-wire.

Let's get the C-arm out of here, and I will start the A.V.N.

Can we get the microscope in here? And some 8.0, please.

Thank you.

Hey, watch your step. Give me some room.

All right, sorry. Victor, P.T.F.E. graft, 3.0 prolene.

I am going to suture distally first.

Okay, I am getting ready to put the graft in.

Are you comfortable?

Oh, yeah.

Is that thing going inside of me?

Seth, I'm suturing with a thread that's finer than human hair.

I can't have any movement, okay?

Sorry.

It's just that... crazy tube thing.

I'm trying to do my best.

I think Seth could use a little more sedation.

It's-it's all just starting to... to hit me. The whole thing, you know?

Seth, you are doing great.

I-I don't really think I am doing great, guys.

Joel: Just stay with us, rink man.

(inhales deeply) Okay, I'll do my best.

You know, Alex Reid was once a cheerleader.

(laughs) I was not a cheerleader.

You still have your costume?

It's under my scrubs.

Hey. Maggie go home?

No, I don't think so.

She's on call in the E.R. tonight.

Is she still up in obstetrics?

She was in obstetrics?

Yeah, for the blood test.

Can you get her to text me when you see her?

Okay...

Or better yet, just tell her I need her in the E.R. stat.

Thank you.

Wait. What blood test?

(suction gurgling) Okay.

Before we put the rod in, I wanna get a closer look... at this.

Shahir, what does that look like to you?

Hmm. Yeah, it doesn't appear contiguous with the rest of the spine.

Right, which rules out an osteosarcoma. Give it a feel.

(machinery beeps)

(squishing)

Well, it's not only soft tissue. It's ossified, Charlie.

It feels a lot like...

Like bone?

Yes, very much, but it's not part of the spine.

So who does it belong to?

Well, that's my question exactly.

Scalpel, please.

It's a real mystery.

Reporting for duty, sir.

Woman: Dr. Harris?

Thank you.

Pickups, please.

Let's give it a little wash.

Hmm?

Charlie.

(clink, water splashing)

It's definitely not her bone.

How can you tell just by looking at it?

My head hurts.

I bet your career on it.

Sir, I don't want to be discharged, sir.

I don't bet.

Oh, although I do enjoy a bit of game theory.

Uh, loupes, please.

(instrument clatters)

Thank you.

Yeah, it looks like a small wormian fissure.

Let me see that.

Loupes, please.

Thank you.

It has four bones, like tectonic plates that have shifted together when the fontanel fuses.

You're right, Charlie.

This is a piece of someone else's skull.

Then it's a good thing you don't bet.

Oh, please, sir. Let me stay with my unit.

Fidus ultra finem.

Shahir, how's your latin?

Excellent.

Wanna bet on it?

Mm... no.

Um... (machinery beeps)

Fidus ultra finem.

"Faithful beyond the end." Why?

Oh, no-no reason. Just curious.

Mm. Latin was an easy "A" for me in high school.

I can't leave her. She needs help.

Shahir, I want to put the bone back.

Charlie, we just took it out.

No, no. I-I wanna do an allograft.

We'll mulch the bone and use it to stabilize the rod instead of using bone cement.

I'd much rather graft a piece of her own bone.

W-why cut her up more than we have to?

Her own body didn't reject the skull.

So why should we?

It's highly unorthodox.

It is, but it'll work.

Just trust me.

Start mulching.

(crunching)

(machinery beeps)

Seth: So take me back even further.

Further than high school?

Yeah. What was Alex Reid doing grade 4?

Oh. (chuckles) Um...

Oh, playground monitor.

You finked on the bad kids.

Mostly my brothers.

What about you, Joel? Get in on this.

What were you doing?

Um... grade 4.

Let me think about that. I was 9 years old.

I was probably writing letters to my father, beseeching him to rescue me from my mother and her cooking.

Where-where was your father?

He was cheating on my mother.

So it was just you and your mother?

Pretty much. Yeah.

But unlike his father, Joel is one of the more honorable guys I know.

You come in a close second.

I'm relieved to hear this.

Joel: Why are you relieved to hear this?

Sonja's been through some big stuff, and...

I think she's trying really hard to trust you.

Yeah, it seems like it.

Better live up to it.

3.0 prolene.

Guys, I don't know how much more of this I can take.

Joel, can you, uh...

So, Seth, is it true that you're divorced?

12-year relationship.

She moved on. I didn't.

Sorry, man. That's pretty harsh.

Almost finished.

But you know what?

Can't look back.

Well, maybe you're right.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Zach said that you were getting a blood test.

Cytomegalovirus.

I may have been exposed.

Well, why didn't you tell me? I would've come with you.

Exactly, and worried.

(monitor beeping steadily)

Seth, I am about to start closing, and then I am done.

What about you, Joel? Are you almost done?

I'm afraid not.

Said the strings to the bartender.

(Joel and Alex laugh)

No. I need at least another hour, mate.

Guys, I don't feel very good.

(machinery beeps)

Uh he's in a-fib.

What? You've got to be kidding me.

What are you seeing, Baumann?

I don't know. Could be because of his heart murmur.

5 mgs metoprolol. Hurry.

Baumann: I'm on it.

Alex, what's happening?

Seth, tell me the joke.

What joke?

Uh, your string joke.

You said a-a string walks into a bar, says to the bartender... It was really funny.

Okay.

I can't remember.

(sighs deeply)

Still in A-fib. You gotta get this under control.

I'm trying.

He's not responding to the metoprolol.

Like I said, he's got a heart murmur.

On top of everything else.

Okay, well, we've gotta be missing something.

Um... he's got weak aortic tissue.

The murmur could be mitral valve prolapse.

But he has long fingers. Could it be Marfan's?

You know what? That is completely consistent with Marfan syndrome.

Okay, so let's, uh, run a blood panel, okay?

Yep. (machinery beeps)

He's-he's back in sinus rhythm.

That's it, my man.

Good. Seth?

Seth, you're gonna be just fine.

Okay.

Do you believe in fate?

I believe in getting you out of this O.R. in one piece.

I believe in that, too.

Big time.

Let's close.

(instrument clicks)

Thought you said Jason was the most attentive ob-gyn on the ward.

Well, he's delivering babies and doing other heroic things.

But I'm sure as soon as he gets the results, he'll come and tell us.

And can you stop calling him "Jason" like that?

That's what you call him.

You jealous?

You want me to be?

Can we just wait for the results and not get hysterical?

Okay, we're gonna have to talk, 'cause we can't get through this acting like a couple of angry strangers.

When I talk, it scares you.

And that scares you.

Don't shrink me.

Y... (sighs)

Okay, how about this?

You shrink me.

Give it a sh*t. Tell me what you think's wrong with me.

Can of worms, Gavin.

Open it, Maggie.

It's like you think you deserve some sort of medal for being so patient and understanding all of the time.

It's like a martyr complex.

My turn.

(exhales deeply)

You think that you're alone in the world, and that's actually really selfish because you're not alone.

Um, my father d*ed.

I'm not close with my mother.

I'm having this baby, and I don't even have a family.

We...

You are so wrong.

We are a family.

I'm your family, Maggie.

Bone?

I know it's a lot to take in, but, um...

Yeah, we call it, um, biological shrapnel.

It's not my bone.

No, it's someone else's.

And...

You put it back on my spine?

Not exactly.

We used it to, um... strengthen the hardware affixing your spinal fracture by turning the bone into a paste, like a cement.

I think I know what it is you're going through.

(voice breaks) You do, huh?

I think you were in an expl*si*n, and a piece of someone's skull got lodged against your spine.

We all saw people die over there.

Well, this would've been a powerful expl*si*n, an I.E.D. Or... No.

It wasn't an I.E.D.

She saw my head get blown off.

He was in an S.U.V. with me.

We were boogieing through Kandahar when a sn*per caught us.

Just me.

I wasn't supposed to be driving.

McCreary let me.

He was in the passenger seat.

(voice breaks) Should have been me.

(sniffles)

McCreary... (inhales deeply) he was a nice guy.

An awesome soldier.

So how sick is that?

He let me drive, and he...

(crying)

You don't have to hold on to this guilt forever, Fran.

Yeah, I do.

I'm the one responsible.

The least I can do is hold on to his memory.

It's the least I can do.

You need to start talking to someone about this.

Someone professional.

(grunts)

(sniffles) It's not just gonna wipe the slate clean.

I can't just start over.

No, you can't.

You can't start over.

But you can find a better way to live with this.

You're telling me I should see a shrink.

Yeah, I'm telling you you should see a shrink.

At ease?

Yeah.

If he had to steal a condom...

Mm-hmm?

Probably wasn't gonna pick up the dinner tab either.

Melanda: Mm-hmm.

No one can deny, however, that being prepared makes him a responsible sexual partner.

And it makes him more presumptuous.

What, sex on the first date? He was looking for a booty call.

Thank you.

Hey, lady. How's Seth?

Well, I repaired his aneurysm.

He went into A-fib. I fixed that.

Waiting to see if he has Marfan syndrome.

It would explain a lot.

So you gonna go out with him again?

(sighs deeply) No.

But I'll have to admit, he's kinda grown on me.

3: 00.

Why are you fish-eyeing me?

Really?

Yeah.

Hi.

Charlie. Hi.

So... (sighs)

You're dating.

If it makes you feel any better, I didn't know it was a date.

(exhales deeply)

(siren wailing)

It makes feel better.

At this one point, he said something about being a one-team guy.

And I thought about... (chuckles) being on his team, having a couple of kids, a backyard rink.

You're killin' me. (laughs)

It didn't work, Charlie.

He's not you.

I miss you. I am not okay without you.

Me, too.

Then why are we doing this?

(sighs)

Because I don't want to drag you through any more of my crap.

Well, I am not giving up on us.

We're meant to be together. I know it.

And...

I think you know it, too.

I do.

(indistinct conversations)

(sighs) Okay. Where's Kalfas?

Exam room.

Is he with a patient?

I don't know, but he's been in there for a while.

Jason?

Oh, hey, beautiful.

(chuckles)

Uh, what time is it?

I've been waiting for my results.

Results. Right. (exhales) Right.

Did you even take my blood work down to the lab?

I'm on it.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just, um...

You know, late night, late shift, right?

Just-just resting.

Mm.

Codeine.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. No, that's just...

Uh...

You know, long night, long shift.

I just... I was just sleeping.

I'll deliver the blood work myself.

Yeah, okay.

Great.

Thanks.

(clears throat) Mm.

(grunts)

(exhales deeply)

(monitor beeping steadily)

Those fingers are pinking up nicely, which should make you happy.

(chuckles) It does.

So you and Alex used to date?

A long time ago, I did.

Yeah.

Does Sonja know about that?

Yeah, that's actually why I asked Alex to join us for dinner.

Oh. To prove to her that you and Alex were done?

Kind of an issue there, yes.

And then Sonja invited me so that Alex...

Yes. Exactly, Seth.

Oh, it was a very complicated dinner.

Yes, but you still have all your fingers.

True.

(knock on door)

Joel and Seth: Hey.

Hi. So your blood work came back.

You have a condition called Marfan syndrome.

Awesome. More bad luck.

No, actually, it's proof that you're not unlucky.

You have a connective tissue problem, Seth.

But with regular monitoring, it will be completely manageable.

Put that on my dating profile.

Bad heart. Tubed aorta. Where's the plus?

You have big hands and big feet.

You can put that on your profile.

Ooh.

(knock on door)

(Sonja) Hey!

Hello.

(singsongy) I brought breakfast!

Which you probably can't eat.

I probably can.

Well, it's just bagels, babe.

Yeah, that sounds kind of perfect.

(whispers) Okay.

Uh, Kyle... he made you a card.

Oh, sweet.

It's rink man!

Yeah. It's gonna be a tough time living this one down, huh?

Man, everybody's seen that commercial but me.

What?

Joel: Honestly?

Oh, come on.

♪ rink man, rink man ♪
♪ all you need is a... ♪
♪ hose ♪
♪ hose ♪

God, I wish I had a jingle.

Oh, I-I-I could write you one.

Really?

Yeah. Yeah.

Awesome.

Um...

♪ bone man, bone man ♪
♪ all you need is a... ♪
♪ Osteotome ♪

Or just a drill, Joel. Just a drill.

Okay.

I have got to go.

Oh! Um, are you sure you don't wanna just stay for a bagel?

No, really, I-I can't.

'Cause Seth... he's a millionaire.

I-I mean, I'm just saying that the rink business is very lucrative.

Why don't we quit while we're behind?

And just, uh...

Mm.

(mutters) I understand. Just...

It was nice to meet you, Alex.

Nice to meet you, too, and good luck.

Good luck.

That was supposed to be a peace sign.

I'm not flipping you the bird.

(chuckles)

Bye.

Wow.

Wow.

Do you want to try some of this?

(Apparat's "a violent sky" playing)

♪ I've seen you on the road ♪

(speaking inaudibly)

♪ I've seen you on the road ♪
♪ the place they called it home ♪
♪ coming down beneath the violent sky ♪
♪ coming down beneath the violent sky ♪
♪ coming down beneath the violent sky ♪
♪ coming down beneath the violent sky ♪

Hey.

Hey.

You, uh, you headin' home?

Yeah. End of my shift.

I need your help.

Again.

Corporal Seymour?

You know, I think I might've just rounded a corner with her.

(sets down folder)

Or... another patient?

Um...

I, uh... made a medical decision today based on a hunch I had.

Surgeons make calls like that all the time.

I'm not being clear.

Y... Okay. Sorry.

I'll let you explain.

I let a ghost convince me how to treat my patient.

You let a... a...

Yeah.