02x21 - Stuck as Foretold

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Previously, on
"The Resident"...

- First husband.
- You mean, best husband?

I got to say,
my new assistant was right.

I'm proud of him.

He's a good son.

That scotch is from my mom.
She and my dad

crossed paths
and reignited their spark.

The greatest betrayal
of Austin's life

was when his birth parents
abandoned him.

Threw him away like trash.

At work, we go back to
what we always were, friends.

- NIC: Her kidneys are failing.
- KYLE: This time I'm here.

For her. For you.

- Here we go.
- Bring it on. Mm. Uh...

J-Jelly... octopus. Octopus.

Looks like a mouse to me.

Oh, come on, guys.
It's an elephant.

Respect the trunk.

(chuckles)

Okay. I see it there.

Wait, who was that?

Work.

You need to calm down.
I promise

I will tell you
the second I hear

from the transplant coordinator.

Okay. It's just that
they called me 24 hours

after my first blood test, so...

- Nic, his test was yesterday.
- All right?

Like the man said, calm down.

KYLE:
That's my girl.

Look, I'm Jessie's father.

I will be a match,

and I will donate
my kidney to her.

Well, I'm already scheduled for
my second round of testing,

just in case, so...

I just wish neither of you
had to do this.

I know, honey.
But in good news,

you have two sh*ts
at a new kidney.

(dog barking)

CONRAD:
Come on, girl.

Come on.
Come on, you're onto something.

Come on.
Come on, come on.

- Come on.
- (barking continues)

CONRAD:
I found our guy!

Found our guy.
About a hundred yards

northwest of where
the river bends.

WOMAN (over radio):
Copy that. Air unit en route.

Fritz. Hey.

You're gonna be all right, huh?

Fritz...

I got you.

WOMAN:
...County Search and Rescue.

Update on the information that
the sheriff has been notified.

My name is Dr. Conrad Hawkins.
You know what day it is?

How'd you find me?

Your friends called
Georgia Search and Rescue.

- I'm a volunteer.
- I got lost. My friends.

Well, I got you now.
You're safe.

He's alive. We're gonna need
to fly him out of here.

Hang with me.
We're gonna get you to Chastain.

[♪♪]

21-year-old male lost in
the wilderness for 72 hours!

IRVING:
Let's get him to bay seven.

I thought you were off today.

I am. Picked up an extra
volunteer day.

Glutton for punishment.

And why were you out there,
my friend?

I asked my fraternity brothers
to go camping.

Figured we'd throw rocks
at trees.

Drink beer.
Forget about the world.

One, two, three!

Instead, they turned it into
this messed up intervention.

- They were mad at me.
- Why?

Because I started dating
Jonathan.

(Fritz groans)

All right. Relax.

- (groans)
- Relax. Relax. Just breathe.

He took a fall, he's hypotensive

and severely dehydrated. I gave
him two liters of normal saline

in the chopper.

IRVING:
This is why God invented hotels.

Nobody needs to sleep outside.
Ever.

Gave him a Chem 8 en route.

His hemoglobin's 6.5.

Why is he so anemic? I'm only
seeing cuts and scrapes.

CONRAD:
Could be bleeding internally.

- (groans)
- Type and cross him for four units of blood

and let's get him to CT.

What, haven't you heard?
Chastain's almost out of blood.

There's only a few units left
in the whole hospital.

Get whatever you can.

He's gonna need it.

DEVON: How is it possible
that Chastain is out of blood?

MINA: Last night there were
car pileups, stabbings,

and more than the usual amount
of g*nsh*t wounds.

Well, why don't we just get some
from another hospital?

There's a national shortage.

Happens a lot. I'm no help.

I donated last month
and you have to wait 56 days.

I'm out, too. Conrad and I
donated together last week.

It wouldn't help today, anyway.

It takes at least 24 hours
to test and process blood.

Who is that with Dr. Austin?

I don't know her.

(chuckles)
Well, he certainly does.

(chuckles)

Well, that's a big improvement.

Way too long bored off your ass
in a hospital

will do that for you.

No. A necessary surgery
for a pheo

and an aneurysm
will do that for you.

When are we supposed
to let you out of here?

Tomorrow. Can't wait.

I already missed the Braves'
spring training

and the season opener.

Ugh, you and your sports.

Uh, I can't miss another game
in their VIP suite.

The Braves' VIP suite?

That's an upgrade.

When we were married,
you could barely see the game

from our seats.

"Is that it there?
That tiny green square?"

I'm telling you,

you'd like it now.

Champagne...

an outdoor patio with servers

who bring food
right to your face.

Come with me this weekend.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

But it might be.

You're not wrong.
It might be.

(pager vibrates)

All right.

Doing okay, Fritz?

How did I end up here?

I started off the school year
in our fraternity house.

I'm an orphan, no family.

- Those guys were my family.
- Well, that sounds pretty great.

- We all need to find our people.
- They were awesome.

Didn't act like I was
different from them,

with their normal homes,
normal families.

- We were homies.
- Until you met Jonathan.

Yeah. Until Jonathan.

I imagine he must have been
pretty special.

Long hair.
Acoustic guitar. Vaped cloves.

Wow, come on, man.

I know, I know.

But I liked him so much.

So much that I kind of stopped
hanging with my bros.

Oh, it happens.

We all get wrapped up
when we're in a relationship.

Yeah, well, I got
a little extreme.

I ignored them until Jonathan
ghosted me for a barista.

So then I had no boyfriend
and no homies.

That's why I asked them
to go camping.

I thought I could get back in
with them.

But the moment we got
to our campsite,

they unloaded on me
about everything.

So I walked off.

Ended up getting lost.

You find anything?

No major bleeding.

Does have a grade II
splenic lac, but it's stable.

That still doesn't explain
how he lost so much blood.

Two to three liters, at least.

It doesn't make sense.

Are those the test results?

IRVING: His anemia's critical.
His body's starving for oxygen.

- His organs are shutting down.
- He needs blood.

And we don't have any units
that match his blood type.

We need to figure this out.
Fast.

[♪♪]

Seems like Chastain's always
trying to squeeze blood

- out of someone.
- ALEC: It's necessary.

In the United States,
a patient needs

a blood transfusion
every two seconds.

And the shortages are only
becoming more common.

Whatever. I'm just here for the
free cookies and orange juice.

If I save a baby along the way,
well, good for me.

Thank you for your donation.

Man, you're good at dealing
with those patients.

Eh, she likes to feel needed.

Look, I know we're just
colleagues, which I respect,

but am I allowed to ask
about your sister?

Of course.
I don't have an answer.

Are you okay?

Well, I found out my blood's
a match, waiting to see

if my father's is.
I got my CT this morning.

Should get results soon.

Who's going with you? Conrad?

He doesn't know about it.

It's fine.
I don't want to talk about it.

Absolutely.

Not my business.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

We're giving him
supplemental oxygen,

but his O2 sats keep going down.

Why is it so hard to breathe?

These are normal
red blood cells.

These are fragments of cells
that have burst open,

and these are cells
that are sickled.

That combination is making it
so you don't have enough

red blood cells to carry
the oxygen throughout your body.

But I've never been diagnosed
with sickle cell disease.

That's 'cause I think you've got
a sickle cell trait.

It's usually asymptomatic
unless there are

major bodily stressors.

Like in your case,
severe altitude and dehydration.

Dr. Hawkins.
The blood bank just called.

They have one unit of blood
available for our patient.

Tell them to send that now,

- but that's still not gonna be enough.
- Okay.

Could we get a little help
with transporting here?

We're gonna take a little trip
down to the basement.

All right. Here we go.

BELL: I contacted Atlanta General.
We're all in the same boat.

(sighs)
Postpone elective surgeries,

- encourage employee donations...
- GRAYSON: Dr. Bell!

Dr. Bell! 911! 911!

My mom is in the ER!

I repeat, my mom is in the ER!

That's all you, bro.

BELL: So how long has
this been going on?

Well, redness and swelling
for a few days.

I thought it was age or weather
or something.

But then I slipped in the shower
and twisted it.

And now it's really bad.

Go ahead, Dr. Bell.
We're all adults here.

We all know you two
did the deed,

- so just don't make it weird.
- Grayson?

- Just examine her.
- Grayson?

Please? Thank you.

(quietly):
Grayson.

Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

Your mother is gonna need
a specialist.

Who's the ER ortho consult
today?

Right here, just finished.

Hello.

- Morning.
- I'm Dr. Kit Voss.

Vivian Betournay.
Nice to meet you.

I, uh, slipped in the shower.

GRAYSON:
I'll have handrails put in.

- I know a guy.
- Y-You know my assistant,

um... Vivian is,
um, Grayson's mother.

Mm.

Dr. Voss is one of our
very best physicians.

- Thank you, Randolph.
- Thank you, Randolph.

KIT: Let's get an X-ray,
and then I'm going to need

to get an arthrocentesis.

Fritz, this hyperbaric chamber
is gonna pressurize,

just like when a submarine
dives underwater.

Increasing pressure's gonna
allow extra oxygen

to dissolve into your blood.

How long will I be in here?

Till we can get more
blood for a transfusion.

This hood is gonna
give you pure oxygen.

Nurse Robert
will stay with you.

There's a tech outside,
page me if anything changes.

You good?

All right, I'm gonna
take that as a yes.

Dive time.

(air hissing)

Ready?

Take him down to 60 feet.

(breathing heavily)

- DEVON: Who's coming tonight?
- Anyone who wants a beer

and to complain about Chastain.

It keeps us sane.

- Irving?
- Always.

- Conrad?
- Not unless Nic comes

and she has a lot
with her sister right now,

- so probably not.
- Hmm. Raptor.

Unclear. Maybe he'll bring
that woman from this morning.

(chuckles)

Are you here for Mr. Harper?

Shira Smook, anesthesiologist.

Just came over
from Coburn Civic Med.

Mina Okafor, surgical resident.

Devon Pravesh, intern.
By the way,

I called the blood bank
about Mr. Harper's surgery

and they still have
ten units of type A positive.

Are you sure it wasn't a typo?
(chuckles)

Type O, typo.

Sorry, bad jokes, they keep
the lambs from screaming.

- Everybody needs something.
- Exactly.

I'll be in Mr. Harper's OR
with you, Dr. Okafor.

- I'm looking forward to it.
- Mr. Harper is not; he wishes

he were anywhere else but here.

- How am I looking, doctors?
- We had hoped

the bowel obstruction
would resolve on its own.

Unfortunately,
it has become emergent.

You need an operation.

(sighs) So, no way I'm gonna

make it to the convention
this weekend?

It's nut looking good.

Sorry.

(Vivian sighs)

Where's your partner in crime?

Grayson went to get snacks.

Have my results come in?

Vivian...

you have gonorrhea.

(laughs)

Remember, I'm the knee patient.

The knee?
Uh, my vag*na is fine.

The disease can travel
through your bloodstream

and infect your joints.

Although gonorrhea
is transmitted

through sexual intercourse,

it can be asymptomatic
until it shows up elsewhere.

As it did here.

Bright side, all you need
are antibiotics

and a washout in the OR
under mild sedation.

Well, I would rather have
the traditional gonorrhea,

you know, the vag*na kind.

That never gets amputated.
(laughs)

You know, for the record,
it's been, uh,

it's been more
than six months since I was,

- uh, with her...
- I'm sure you're fine.

- I could run a test.
- No... (stammers)

(snickering)

Lindsay.

Here you go.

BRETT:
Dr. Bell.

Brett.

How can I help you?

I'm getting out tomorrow, right?

Yeah, I hope so.
I'm sure you want

to get away
from all these doctors.

To tell the truth,
I'm not actually trying

to get away
from all the doctors.

You know... Kit and me?

Things are looking up.

Oh, really?

- I know, right?
- Later-in-life romantic reunion?

- (chuckles)
- We should be a Hallmark movie.

(both chuckle)

We've got plans this weekend.

So... if you can
spring me early...

- I'll check your chart.
- Thank you.

I told you
you didn't have to come.

Oh, I'm happy to be here.
This is tough stuff.

I've seen other people navigate
the organ donation process,

it's... a lot.

Nic Nevin?

We reviewed the images
from this morning's CT scan.

It shows that you have
an arterial anomaly

- with your kidney.
- What kind of anomaly?

An abnormal additional artery.

Now, it's not dangerous
and it doesn't affect.

Miss Nevin's day-to-day life,

but it does disqualify her

from being a donor.
I-I'm sorry.

There are other ways.

I can start making some calls.

See about getting Jessie into

- a different transplant program.
-(exhales)

Yeah.

Thanks for coming.

Hi.

Your assistant's mother
has septic arthritis.

I've scheduled her
a washout in the OR.

Well, thank you very much
for taking care of her.

I checked Brett's chart

and he's happy
to be going home tomorrow...

with you.

Brett wants us to try again.

Oh. And do you want that?

I'm leaning in that direction.

Well, I just... it sounds like
you'd be very happy with him.

I'm leaning.

I'm not there.

Interesting.

GRAYSON:
Dr. Bell!

Dr. Bell.

Did you give my mom gonorrhea?

Are you gonna hit me?

No.

No, I'm a, I'm a pacifist.

DEVON:
Okay, let me...

(Harper groans)

So, Dr. Pravesh will take you
to pre-op in about an hour

and I will meet you
in the operating room.

I-I guess there's no way
that I could

stay in costume for the surgery.

- Is there?
- It's not sterile.

- Okay. Would you mind, then?
- Yeah.

It's a shame,

I-I was really looking forward
to the convention this year.

Is it a, um...

...squirrel convention?

No, no, no, no. (stammers)

There's rabbits, too,
and, um, chipmunks.

Uh, the occasional weasel.

Almost all the rodents
are represented.

Yeah, people, people think
it's a sex thing,

but it's not.

I'm sorry you can't go.

Well, it's the one time
a year when I actually

get to be with people who are...

you know, like me.

SHIRA:
Dr. Okafor?

I just came from blood bank,
they're down

- to four units of A positive.
- Oh, don't worry.

One of those is ours;
I put one on hold

- for Mr. Harper's surgery.
- Okay, good.

Then... we don't need to
throw in the bowel just yet.

(Devon laughs)

Throw in the bowel?
That...

that really is terrible.

Well, thanks. (laughs)

Okay, this one laughed at that.

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, come on. She's funny.

HARPER:
Uh-huh. I see what's happening.

You know, I may just be a guy
getting out of a squirrel suit,

but I'll tell you this:

that doctor
was flirting with you.

- No, she's not.
- Oh, no, I agree

with our patient;
her joke was a flirt joke

and your laugh...
was a flirt laugh.

- No, it wasn't.
- Uh-huh. I approve.

You know, look,
we're all weird in our own way,

but if you can find someone
whose weird matches your own,

I say go for it.

Well, I do not approve.

At least not until
she comes up with better jokes.

All right. Lay back.

Okay. Ow.

Thanks for the latte.

NIC:
Thanks for being here.

(sighs)

Look.

Things are about to get tough.

We don't know when or if
Jessie's getting a kidney

and dialysis is hard even when
there are no complications,

and there are almost always
complications.

Are you trying to scare me away?

No, I need to make sure

that you're not gonna run
when things get harder.

Jessie didn't even finish rehab,

I'm just...

I'm worried this is all
too much for her.

Nic...

Why don't we just
put all this aside for a minute?

Hmm?

What about you?

I'm fine.

- Let's just focus on Jessie.
- No.

You're not fine.

That's why I'm here.

I knew that you'd put
everything aside

to take care of your sister,
like you always do.

Of course I would.
What else would I do?

Are you sleeping? At all?

You were still awake when
I went to bed last night,

you were the first one up.
Plus Conrad.

Jessie said you're having
problems with him, too.

Look...

your sister got here

because of her bad decisions.

Addiction is a disease;
she didn't ask for this.

Neither did you.

I'm here for you, too.

So I want you
to just hang in there

until we get my results.

If I'm a match...

we're golden.

- (groaning)
- (alarm ringing)

Should I bring
the patient back up?

No, we take him out
of the chamber,

he won't have enough
circulating oxygen to survive.

Hey. Hang on, I'm coming in.

Oh, God, it hurts! (yells)

(Fritz moaning)

Talk to me.

ROBERT:
Abdominal pain.

And his pressure just dropped.

- Where is the pain exactly?
- Left upper quadrant.

Give him 50 of fentanyl,
set up the ultrasound.

Fritz? Keep breathing.

In...

out.

In...

- out.
- (wheezes)

- In...
- (beeps)

Push another 50 of fentanyl.

(Fritz groans)

CONRAD: There's free
fluid around the spleen.

His injury's getting worse.

He's gonna bleed out.
Page Dr. Austin.

We need to get this spleen
out of Fritz now!

CHU:
It's a little tight in here.

You couldn't find
a less convenient place

for surgery, Dr. Hawkins?

Was the surface of
the sun already booked?

Give it a minute.

- It grows on you.
- (Austin chuckles)

The best filtered air
outside of an OR.

(monitors beeping)

AUSTIN:
Nurse Pund.

You turn that Bovie on in here,
we could all go up

like Roman candles.
Pop, pop, pow.

In this chamber,
you can't use anything

that could cause a spark,
so no Bovies.

And no defibrillators, either.

If he codes, we can't
shock him back to life.

No worries. These magical
babies will make sure

nothing happens to our
forest-wandering friend.

10 blade.

That's Chastain's last bag.

Okay.

So we can't lose
any blood at all.

(monitor beeping)

There's a small perf
in this dead bowel.

Mr. Harper's going to have
significant discomfort

from the peritonitis.

I'll make sure
we have the pain meds.

How much longer
you think it'll be?

Maybe about 20 minutes
until we close.

Great, his backup IV line
just blew.

I'd hate to start another one

- if it's just going to be...
- Don't say it.

...in vein. (chuckles)

Fine, you don't appreciate

a pun, I can respect that,
not everyone does.

All I'm saying is,

if he really needed
to squirrel away some nuts...

(Mina laughing loudly)

What's that sound?

(laughter continues)

I've-I've never heard
Dr. Okafor laugh before.

It's unsettling.

JESSICA:
Yes, it is.

(laughter continues)

I was not expecting that.
(laughs)

(chuckles)

VIVIAN:
If I'd known nerve blocks

k*lled all feeling
so effectively,

I would've gotten one
when I married Grayson's father.

- You don't feel this at all?
- No, nothing.

KIT:
Here we go, then.

How is Grayson?
Seemed a little upset earlier.

VIVIAN:
Well, you know,

I'm sure it's not easy watching
your parents fall apart.

- Do you have children?
- Two.

I'm not with
their father either.

Well, that's how it goes.

That's not always how it goes.

VIVIAN:
You're young. You don't know.

At first, you're in love
and planning for the future.

Next, you're having
your cheating husband's STD

drained from your knee.

- KIT: Could be worse.
- There is no way.

The gonorrhea could've
infected your eye.

Pus literally dripping
from your eyeball

and running down your face.

Oh, you win.
That's disgusting. Oh, my God.

Ugh, more than anything,

I just can't believe
that I'm here, at my age.

I'm right there
with you, sister.

Was your marriage
as bad as mine?

Marriages, actually.

Two. And no, they weren't.

At least, the first one wasn't.

He was actually a decent guy.

Should've held on to him.

Maybe I should have.

Maybe it's too late now.

Well, a smart surgeon

like you, I'm sure
you have other options.

- I think I do.
- (elevator bell chimes)

Hey. I dropped Jessie off
at dialysis

a while ago, what's going on?

You're not a match.

(Nic sighs)

Did you bring my meds?

WOMAN (over P.A.):
Dr. Kennedy to triage.

Those anti-craving strips aren't
working anymore. I-I just...

still want to use.

So bad.

That'll get better, Jess.

I'll up your dose. You got this,

- I promise.
- Nic, if I couldn't

stay off dr*gs
when my life was good,

how am I supposed to do it now?

- Dad's pulling the car around.
- Great.

These short gastrics
are k*lling me.

Can we call
the blood bank again?

I just touched base.
Still nothing.

He's getting acidotic.
There's not enough oxygen

- delivery to his tissues.
- AUSTIN: I need more hands.

Hawkins, get Okafor here now.

I'm on it.

- Take them down to 100 feet.
- That's pretty deep.

I'm buying us some time.

RECEPTIONIST: I'm sorry, but we're just
all out right now. If you could just

have a seat, we'll be with you.
Thank you.

Uh, if you're here about
one of the transplants

that got pushed, nothing I can
do about it, we're out of blood.

No, no, um, I was here this
morning about a kidney donation.

- Last name?
- Nevin.

- RECEPTIONIST: Jessie?
- NIC: Yeah.

Sorry, nothing I can do
until the donor calls back

- to schedule his follow-up.
- The donor?

Uh, Kyle Nevin.
We can't move forward

with the intake
until he does that.

- Kyle's a match?
- Right, but like I said,

we can't move ahead until
he calls for the follow-up.

- Is there anything else?
- No, thanks.

- AUSTIN: Fogarty clamp.
- He's not clotting.

CHU:
Pressure's dropping.

AUSTIN:
His organs are shutting down.

Would it help if we
dive deeper?

No, increasing the pressure
can only do so much.

If we don't get real blood
into him, he's gonna code.

- He's dying right in front of us.
- Take me down

- as fast as you can.
- They're at 100 feet.

If I drop you down
that far too fast, it'll put

- too much stress on your body...
- Do it anyway.

(air hissing)

[♪♪]

- MINA: More bicarb.
- CHU: It won't work.

Without more blood,
he's going to die.

I'm O negative, universal donor.

- Sylvie, help me out.
- Didn't you just donate?

Another bag. That was only half.

Oh, okay, this isn't
the m*llitary.

Blood needs
to be screened for HIV,

- hepatitis...
- I'm clean. Trust me.

Chu. Hold up.

Now I don't doubt
that your blood is clean,

but if he dies right now,
we're all legally protected.

Whereas if we put

your unprocessed blood in him
and then he dies...

So don't let him die.

All right. You heard the man.

Let's save this kid's life.

- (knocking on door)
- BELL: Knock, knock.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I heard the surgery
w-was a success.

How do you feel?

It's not my finest moment.

I-It could happen to anybody.

And, FYI, I got tested,
I'm clean,

so neither one of us
gave the other gonorrhea.

I know that.

It was my jackhole ex-husband.

But I get to tell him
that he has gonorrhea,

and that will be very fun.

(laughs)

Hey.

How about you?

Are you seeing anybody
right now?

Well, complicated, but no.

Really?

Well, you should...

'cause you're a decent guy.

And not awful in bed.

(both laugh)

I started seeing someone
a few weeks ago.

He's sweet

and kind.

We're taking it slow...
Thank God... so no sex yet.

He's a lucky man.

You were good for me, Randolph,

at least for my ego.

It's only a matter of time
until you find the one.

I don't know if that's
in the cards for a guy like me.

How you feeling, Hawkins?

If Fritz is good,
I'm feeling fine.

(pager vibrating)

Fritz's "friends" are here.

Well, go.

- We're almost done here.
- (grunts)

Hey, yo.

Respect.

I'm, uh... feeling light-headed,

yet relaxed.

Like you've just had
a stiff martini?

Exactly.

Nitrogen narcosis.

AUSTIN:
Good ole martini effect.

You know,
I've always heard about it.

I've never felt it.

It's fascinating, Mina.

Not at all unpleasant.

MINA:
Gases at high pressures

can cause temporary disruption
to nerve signaling,

impair judgment

and delayed response times.

It's rare,
but it can happen to anyone.

So, it's like you're drunk?

Yeah, pretty much.

All right, Okafor,
I'm gonna need you to finish

closing up.

(sighs) Thank you, Chu.

Whew.

(inhales)

- (exhales)
- So...

you were with a woman
this morning.

Uh, well, sometimes
I'm with women in the morning

and also the evening.

(chuckles)

Wait, are you trying
to take advantage

- of my inebriation?
- Mm. Perhaps.

Only if it's working.

Cute.

Well, that pretty lady
you speak of

was a liaison
to an adoption agency.

- Are you adopting a child?
- No.

No, I looked up
my birth parents.

Get this.

Bio Mom is a doctor.

What are the odds?

Turns out that was the problem.

She was in med school
when she got pregnant.

She wanted to focus
on her career,

so they decided to give me up.

Where are they now?

Right here in Atlanta.

Together, married,

three grown-ass kids.

The ones they didn't give away.

(chuckles softly)

I guess old August Jeremiah

just showed up
at the wrong time.

(Austin laughs)

Ooh.

Uh... hey, hey, hey. Shh.

- Jessie's sleeping...
- You haven't changed a damn bit.

It's not that you can't
give Jessie your kidney,

it's that you won't!

(sighs)

- Nic, it's complicated...
- Why can't you, for once,

for once, do something
that is not selfish?

There's a reason they don't
hand out kidneys to addicts.

They use again, they destroy

- perfectly good organs.
- She is your daughter.

Okay, so maybe in-in
six months, a year...

She might not last that long.

That's exactly my point!

Who's it gonna help if she has
my kidney inside of her

- and she OD's?
- (scoffs softly)

(exhales):
Wow.

- I'm sorry, I...
- You didn't...

...you didn't come here
to help either one of us.

You came here
to make yourself feel better

for being a crappy father
our entire lives.

- That's why you're here.
- That's not fair, and that's not right.

Get out.

And don't come back.

Get out.

Is someone here
to see Fritz Rawlins?

Is Fritz okay?

- He will be.
- MONROE: Look...

we weren't trying
to make him run away from us.

Yeah, we just wanted to get some
things off our chests, like how

it wasn't cool when he dropped
us to hang with Jonathan,

- so we told him that.
- And he got mad.

And then we got mad,
and then it got ugly.

RALPH: Yeah, Fritz stomped
off, said he had to pee.

I-I guess
we should've been clear.

It's not about him
being with Jonathan.

I mean, we don't like him.
The guy's a schmuck...

Dude's a part
of our rival fraternity.

Fritz could do way better.

But we just missed our homie.

I'm pretty sure
he missed you, too.

Come on. I'll take you to him.

- Come on.
- MONROE: Thanks, Doc.

Hey, Dr. Bell. I, uh...

I just wanted
to make sure we're chill.

You know, after-after our beef.

Can I still work here,
even after I almost hit you?

You know, Grayson, during the
course of your employment here,

I've had multiple reasons
to fire you.

Mostly, for
inappropriate suggestions

of a personal nature, and for
your seeming inability to speak

in any manner that even remotely
resembles the English language.

But...

defending your mother,
I'm not gonna fire you for that.

(chuckles)

You're the dopest, Dr. B.

I'll see you tomorrow.

No, uh... seriously. Look at you.

I mean, you're-you're literally
giving your blood

to help other people.

My pops would never do that.

He's only in it for himself.

That's why I liked the idea

of-of you hanging out
with my mom.

You're not like that.

I don't think you know me
very well.

I think I do.

You're one of the good ones.

You just keep it way deep down,

so people will think
you're a hard-ass.

Can we get a needle in this kid?

Oh.

- Hey, sleepy.
- Hi.

(groans)

Apparently, dialysis makes me
take three-hour naps.

Where's Dad?

(laughs softly)

Right on schedule.

It's just you and me now, huh?

(whispers):
It's just us.

(sighs)

Good.

I like it better
that way anyway.

All right, Mr. Harper,
you're up for a milligram

of hydromorphone.

(humming)

You don't need all of this.

Go ahead.

MINA:
Go ahead what?

You took advantage
of my altered state,

and now you want to explore the
information that you gathered.

Oh, please.
You wanted to tell someone

about your biological parents.

Will you contact them?

I don't know.

I understand
why you would be upset.

I'm not upset.

I'm not angry, either.

Every day, I choose my career
over my personal life.

It must be in the DNA.

But if you wanted to be angry
at them, that'd be okay with me.

Are you still drunk
from the hyperbaric chamber?

(chuckles)
Maybe.

(laughs softly)

I can be angry for you.

Thank you.

Dr. Voss. Look,
I wanted to thank you

for taking care
of Grayson's mom.

And for your discretion.

Eh, what's a little
"gono-knee-ah" between friends?

- I, uh... (laughs)
- And I liked her quite a bit.

I understand the attraction.

Well, to be clear, that was
a temporary situation.

Well, I certainly know
my way around those.

Um...

Look, I want to tell you,
you're not gonna screw it up.

Whatever you end up doing,
it'll be the right thing.

It'll be the good thing.

And if you don't lean
in that direction,

I'm here for you.

(quietly):
Okay.

Have a good night.

Y-You, too.

("Midnight Train to Georgia"
playing)

♪ Leaving on a midnight train
to Georgia, woo ♪

♪ Woo, I'd rather live
in his world ♪

- ♪ Live in his world ♪
- ♪ Than live without him in mine ♪

♪ Her world is his,
his and hers alone ♪

♪ He kept dreaming ♪

♪ Dreaming... ♪

Here without Nic?

And eating carbs.

- Mmm.
- Who are you?

I'm just hanging with my homies.

(laughter)

Oh, you invited her.

- You must like her jokes after all.
- You know,

some of them are just okay.

Uh, and I think
you wanted to see

if you are...
weird the same way?

CONRAD:
Mina Okafor

is your wingwoman.

You could do much worse,
my friend.

♪ Back to the life ♪

♪ He once knew ♪

♪ Oh, yes, he did,
he said he would ♪

♪ Oh, oh, he's leavin' ♪

♪ Leavin' ♪

♪ On that midnight train
to Georgia ♪

♪ Yeah. ♪

(knocking on door)

Hey.

Hey. I've been thinking
about this all day.

- Alec, it's late.
- I know. Just hear me out.

I've got a way to help Jessie.

But I got to know:

how far are you willing to go
to save your sister's life?