01x04 - Treat 'Em and Street 'Em

[bunniefuu]

- ["Day Forgives" by Medium Build plays]
- ♪ When the sun comes up ♪

♪ And I'm ruined with regret ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ And out of all those nights ♪

♪ I wish I could forget ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

[helicopter whirring]

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ Everything I did ♪

♪ The day makes coffee ♪

♪ Sends me flowers
and says my name ♪

♪ The day don't mind ♪

♪ What I did now ♪

♪ The day's a friend ♪

♪ To pick me up in
the pouring rain ♪

♪ When the sun comes up ♪

♪ And I'm ruined with regret ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

♪ The day forgives ♪

She's okay.

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Uh-huh ♪

- ♪ The day forgives ♪
- [folky guitar song fades out]

[siren wails]

[edgy music builds]

On my count, three, two, one.

- [music intensifies]
- [Danny] What's the story?

Hank DeLuca, 49, volunteer
firefighter in a house fire.

Hit with debris on the way out.

Significant smoke exposure.

On arrival, he was
hypoxic in the seventies.

Diffuse wheezing.

Got it.

[tense music builds
to crescendo]

[music recedes]

- How did you get this, Mr. DeLuca?
- Gas line exploded as I was running out.

It was very heroic. And
you can call me Hank.

[Danny] Okay, Hank.

I'm not concussed if that's
what you're worried about.

Mm. You're a hero and a doctor.

[chuckles softly]

I'm just trying to do
what I can to help out.

- It's a mess out there.
- Oh, trust me, it's worse in here.

[elevator dings]

[edgy music playing]

[loud overlapping chatter]

[edgy music intensifies]

[music fades]

- [heartbeat thumping]
- [breathy oscillating tones]

- [sharp breath]
- [heartbeat stops]

[slow exhalation]

Let's keep him on high-flow O2, draw
a rainbow, and get him a CT brain.

[edgy music resumes]

Aren't you taking me to a room?

We are more than full. Can
you open your mouth for me?

Once the shelter-in-place orders lifted,
everybody who couldn't get to us came in.

I don't love hospitals.

It's okay.

Don't worry. I got you.

We're gonna get
you taken care of

and out of here as
soon as possible.

Thanks, Doc.

You're doing good.

The DKA in six, I can't
read what you wrote.

D-5 half-normal saline
at 250cc per hour.

Oh finally, there you are.
From the waiting room,

a 63-year-old with chest pain.

T-wave inversions. He
needs a monitored bed.

Good luck with that.

- Turns out they were living together.
- [woman] Such a b*tch.

- [Cass] Dr. Simms?
- Mm-hmm?

This is Nestor Reyes.
Possible broken hip.

[in Spanish] Mr. Reyes,
this is Dr. Simms.

How did this happen, Mr. Reyes?

I slipped and fell on a dock.

Muelle?

[in English] Dock. Marina.

[groans]

He needs X-rays. Uh…

[in Spanish] One moment, sir.

- [in English] Hey, Luis.
- Yeah.

How can I get a monitored bed for
a scary EKG in the waiting room?

Uh, wait a week.

- Okay, can you work with me?
- Um…

Maybe if Elijah can get medicine
to admit that pneumonia in 11.

Elijah's bro-y with
medicine. I'll ask.

Okay.

[indistinct conversations]

[Harper] We'll see
what we can find out.

I'll be right back, okay?

- You've been avoiding me.
- No, just very busy.

Wanna talk about
Phillips's town crier act?

I have bigger problems. They're
bringing in another ER attending.

- We need the help.
- It's not help. It's a babysitter.

- They want me monitored.
- Cruz trusts you.

She wouldn't have made
you chief if she didn't.

She made me acting chief
because it looked good for her.

This is my trial period. Know how bad
it's gonna look if they take it away?

Okay. Who's the new attending?

I don't know. Some senior
doc from Kennedy. Uh…

Broussard.

Lucy Broussard?

She's an institution. They
put her on billboards.

Great.

Celebrity diva
doctor babysitter.

Good times.

Danny? Uh, Mr. Reyes…

The one with the
potentially fractured hip.

He's running a fever.

- Fever? That's weird.
- [Hank] Hey, Doc.

- [Danny] Yeah?
- Any news?

Hang in there, okay?

Um…

[music recedes]

You're next in line for scans.

What about a room? All
I get is the hallway?

- I wish. But…
- I didn't even have to do it, you know?

I wasn't even with my company.

My neighbor's house was on fire,

and she was out there in her robe
watching her house burn down.

And no one was coming.

I thought I could go
in and… get her shoes.

At least.

You did a good thing.

I will be back as soon as
I have those scans. Okay?

[edgy music resumes]

Oh hey. Hey, um… Can you
admit your pneumonia patient?

To medicine? Those guys aren't
admitting anyone who's not dying.

Try? I have a concerning EKG
that needs a monitored bed.

I got a DKA that's turning
septic. Just give me a minute.

[music recedes]

[indistinct chattering]

- Dr. Broussard.
- Are you one of my residents?

Yes. Danny Simms. It's
so nice to meet you.

Mm-hm. Mm-hm. Uh, do me a favor.

Go outside. You'll see a truck
with three boxes on the seat. Uh…

Bring them in.

[sighs]

Gonna take a piss.

[overlapping chatter]

- [in Spanish] Listen, Luis. Guess what.
- What?

I just did my first stitches!

- Hello!
- What? That's fantastic!

But no, wait, wait, wait…

- The one in room 12?
- Mm-hmm.

She's so mean.

Super mean.

And when I walked in, I said,

"Hi, how are you? I'm
here to do your stitches."

And she looked at me and said…

- [in English] "Are you a child?"
- What?

- [in Spanish] And what did you tell her?
- I said, "Yes, I am a child."

"And if you want an adult,
it's a four-hour wait."

Boom-chakalaka!

- [Luis laughing]
- [Camila chuckles]

[in English] Oh hey, Soph. I was just
telling Luis about the stitches I did.

[dry chuckle] Yeah. I can
hardly contain myself.

[music fades out]

Okay, are we back to this?
Because I thought we were...

What, friends? Friends don't
use each other to get ahead.

What are you talking about?

Really? I tell you Cole
has a thing for ponytails.

And next thing I know, you're
just flipping one in his face?

My hair was wet,

from the hurricane that you dragged
me into, so I put my hair up.

- That's it.
- Right. Yeah.

Well, uh…

All of a sudden, I just feel like
you're not gonna be the kind of girl

I'm gonna get along with.

A ponytail? Really?

Hey, what do you know about this
new attending that's coming in?

- Nothing. They're bringing someone in?
- [Harper] Lucy Broussard.

Apparently she's some hot shot
from Kennedy. You must know her.

Hello, Xander.

This place is a nightmare.

First things first.

I'm going to feed you.

So, you're all exhausted.

You've all been working
for over 24 hours.

Some of you have been suspended.

I don't know why, and,
honestly, I don't care.

I care that sick people
don't die on my watch.

So, who's our chief now?

Uh, me.

You? Why did you let me
send you out to my truck?

Not busy enough?

Run the board for me.

Uh, we have 90 in
the waiting room.

Ninety-two.

But let's focus on the patients
we already have in here.

Okay. Um… Yeah, in exam two...

Usually people start at one.

I don't know what room one
status is. Hasn't been updated.

I've actually got one.
Arm lac with broken glass.

We're waiting for X-rays to rule
out foreign body, then home.

Thank you, Dr. Phillips.

The board has been a mess
since the power outage.

But here's what I do know. Uh…

Two is psych,
waiting for transfer.

Three is a FOOSH, distal radius
fracture, status post-reduction.

Waiting for sedation for discharge.
Four and six are both abdominal pain.

Labs are backed up.
Five is head trauma.

Seven is broken hip.
Both waiting for scans.

- Ten has been cleared but will not leave.
- [Elijah] No, I got ten out.

- It's empty.
- [Danny] What?

When? [chuckles lightly]

Fifteen minutes ago.

Why didn't… Why
didn't you tell me?

[Broussard] So, we
have an empty room.

We all needed to know that.
That's why there's a board.

People, being organized helps us
get them in and get them out, huh?

Xander, what was the
first thing I taught you?

How to bribe people with food.

After that?

- Treat 'em and street 'em.
- That's right.

So, let's do it.

[whimsical music plays]

[sighing]

- Hmm…
- I'll call it.

Time of death, 11:15.

- [dryly] Ha ha.
- [laughing]

Danny's inside looking for you.

Work-related, or yet more
personal revelations?

Work-related.

I am entitled to
a moment of grief.

Oh, yeah.

[huffs]

By the way, my bike survived.

So if you need a ride to work tomorrow,
you can jump on the handlebars and…

Just let me know.

- Damn.
- [music ends]

[in Spanish] Okay, Mr. Reyes.
The X-rays of your hip look good.

- Nothing is broken.
- That's good news, right?

- [in English] You need me?
- Yes.

[in Spanish] Do you
speak English, Mr. Reyes?

[in English] Dr. Cole is a
surgical resident in the ER.

- Surgery?
- Yeah, Nestor's running a fever.

No. No, I feel fine.

If my hip is okay, I need
to get back to the marina.

Clean up after a storm is
where I make most of my money.

No, I hear you. Maybe Dr. Simms
could get to the point.

The cut on your leg.
How'd you get that?

- I scraped it on something on the dock.
- Looks like simple cellulitis.

[Reyes grunts] Is that bad?

[Cole] Does it hurt?

[Reyes grunts]

No.

- Great.
- [Reyes] Good.

- Can I go?
- Can I go?

No. I'm sorry. One
second. Can we talk?

[edgy music plays]

I'm worried that it's
more than cellulitis.

I felt crepitus. He has
poorly controlled diabetes.

- Danny, did you talk to Elijah?
- One second.

He's not complaining of pain.

He's not complaining 'cause
he wants to go back to work.

Stitches. Antibiotics.

I need to admit pneumonia if you
want the bed for the EKG guy.

Talk to Elijah.

- I don't know where Elijah is.
- Give me a minute?

- I'm worried about nec-fas.
- Of course. You love being dramatic.

[edgy music turns tense]

It's swelling. It's red.

With the elevated CRP, white count,
fever, can you think about it?

Dr. Simms, epileptic in
six didn't respond to meds.

- I'll be right there.
- After Elijah?

Yes! I'm gonna find him.

Hey, don't snap at her.

Okay.

I'm gonna draw a circle
around the wound to track it.

Draw a circle.

Draw any number of shapes,
Chief. You knock yourself out.

Okay.

Elijah. Um…

Can you call medicine and get
them to admit that pneumonia?

Danny, I haven't
even eaten today yet.

- You said you'd do it an hour ago.
- Actually, no, I didn't.

But I will, if you just
give me two seconds to eat.

[indistinct chattering]

[music fades out]

Okay. Ask me a question.

- [scoffs] We don't need to do that.
- About us living together?

- I don't need to.
- Why not?

Because. You don't want
me to know anyways.

Please just ask me.

[exhales slowly]

All right.

It wasn't just a
one-time thing, was it?

- I didn't say it was.
- How long?

About a year.

[quietly] A year.

[scoffs]

A year is a relationship.

[faintly] I know.

It was… It was…

so complicated.

How? I mean, how
was it complicated?

Are you really asking me that?

- You wanted me to ask.
- Okay. I don't, um… [scoffs]

Because he was Chief.

Because it wasn't
equal. Because…

[sighs]

I thought if I told anybody,

they'd look at me the way
you're looking at me right now.

- [exhales]
- [Elijah sighs]

[solemn music plays gently]

Were you in love?

I thought I was, yeah.

That's what makes this
whole thing so hard.

Come on. Sam.

I… I know I said that you
don't have to support me.

But I…

[breathes deeply]

I want you to.

I need you. I need my friend
to not leave me right now.

I'm not going anywhere.

Thank you.

Call medicine.

Ask for Dr. Evans.

He'll be your best bet.

Okay.

Okay.

- [equipment beeping]
- [indistinct PA announcement]

Is that…

Yep. That was inside you.

Throw it away. Are you kidding?

A lot of patients keep
this sort of thing.

They should be put
on a watch list.

[chuckles]

How you feeling?

Like that was inside
me, and now it's not.

But I appreciate you
coming by to flirt.

This is not flirting. That
would be inappropriate.

And you fired the first shot
anyway by calling me Cinnabon.

What do you think that means?

Well, I'm glad you asked, actually.
Because I did have a theory. So…

- I went on the website, and...
- The website?

- Yes. What?
- Wow.

I went on the website, and on the website,
it says that Cinnabon uses Makara cinnamon

from the mountains of Indonesia,

which is known for its
rich and sweet flavor.

So you're calling
yourself rich and sweet.

[phone buzzing]

No. You just did.

- [scoffs]
- Look, I've got to go.

- Oh… Take that thing with you.
- Oh, yeah. [chuckles]

Throw it away.

Are you experiencing any nausea?

[woman] Not really.

- [Cass] Hopefully this will help.
- Hey, you paged?

Dr. Simms needs a consult.

The nice Dr. Simms or the one
who destroyed my friend's life?

- Where were you?
- Outside, taking a break.

Hm. Really? I heard
you were up in the ICU.

Hallway bed 17.

[ominous music playing]

sh*t.

[Reyes] What's wrong?
What's going on?

When you cut yourself at the
marina, did you get into the water?

[in Spanish] Tell the truth.

[in English] We need to
know so we can help you.

A guy's boat was floating out there.
He paid me. Swim in, go get it.

Okay.

After a hurricane there can be a lot of
polluted water because of the flooding.

And if the bacteria gets
into a cut like this,

it can cause what is known
as necrotizing fasciitis.

Flesh-eating bacteria.

But you can get
rid of it, right?

Yes, but we just need to get you
into surgery as soon as possible.

Surgery.

No surgery. Isn't there
any meds you can give me?

Not for this.

The infection is aggressive, so we
need to remove the diseased tissue.

How much tissue?

Well, that depends on
how far it's progressed.

What does that mean?

There's a very small chance we
may need to amputate your leg.

I can't.

My family.

[music turns somber]

[in Spanish] They depend
on me for everything.

I need my legs for work.

I can't lose them.

[in English] It's not
gonna happen, okay?

We've caught it early. The likelihood
that we'll need to amputate is very low.

[in Spanish] Who can we notify?

[tearfully] No, no.

My family doesn't know I'm here.

And I don't want them to worry.

[in English] Please.

I understand.

Okay. I've got you.

[music fades out]

Hey, call the OR.
Nec-fas incoming.

Okay, copy.

Uh, Soriano's on.

You should mention Tom Watson.
A little birdie told me

Soriano's been talking about
being paired with him at a pro-am.

Who's my girl?

Cass, Mrs. Hill, up in eight. I put
in an order for five metoprolol.

- Uh…
- [phone ringing]

It should be for 2.5. She's old.

- Hello?
- Okay, sure. Yeah, 2.5.

[exhales forcefully]

Cass means well.

And she really knows her
stuff. I lean on her a lot.

[huffs] Yeah, I bet you do.

sh*t.

I can put that order in for
you. I'm already logged in.

Was it 5 to 2.5
metoprolol, right?

You cannot change a med order.

[lightly curious music playing]

Don't tell anyone, but when they
made my profile in the portal,

they accidentally put
me in as an intern, so…

Yeah, I can write orders.

- See?
- [computer chimes]

Changed it already.

Hey, I really didn't mean
anything by the ponytail thing.

But, you know, if it… like, gave the
wrong impression, I'm really sorry.

Thank you.

Yeah, you're welcome.

[Danny] She's 66 years old and still
with an increased respiratory rate.

- [music fades]
- [indistinct chatter]

No. Uh-uh.

No, I can't keep giving
her nebs and wait.

Look, I know that you're full, but
you must have some beds available.

Hello?

Hello?

Danny, uh, house fire
guy wants you. Now.

[wheezing breath]

Hey. Sorry about the delay.

Tell me you've got good news
since I waited so long to get it.

Um, I do. The CT of your brain was
normal. Do you want to sit down?

[sighs] Thank God. So I can go.

Uh… not quite.

I'm worried that whatever
was burning in that fire

is causing some
allergic reaction.

Your lips are a little swollen, and
it sounds like you're still wheezing.

My breathing? I've always
had crap breathing.

I have asthma.

Can you just prescribe
me another inhaler?

- Well...
- Dr. Simms.

Yeah.

- Are you even listening to me?
- I'm listening to you, Hank.

We're gonna get you started
on some steroids, some nebs...

Danny. Medicine is calling back.

- I'll be right there.
- They're not gonna wait.

You know what? You
told me you got me.

- But you don't give a sh*t.
- I do. I told you...

You're too busy to
actually take care of me.

- I have been taking care of you, Hank.
- No, I'm a fellow first responder.

I hoped you'd at least
prioritize getting me a room!

You're not entitled to a room!

Nor are you entitled to be my priority.
Or any other special privileges.

You are entitled to the exact same thing
as every other patient in this hospital,

which is our care and concern.
And out of care and concern,

can you sit down, please?

Yeah.

Out of care… and concern,

I am keeping you here,
monitored, until we know more.

- [oxygen hissing]
- [gentle classical music playing]

- [Cole] I’m dying to go to the Masters.
- [Soriano] Yeah?

[Cole] I’ve entered the ticket lottery
ten years in a row. Rejection every year.

[Soriano] Ouch. Yeah, I've
actually gone a few times and,

not to be a complete
d*ck about it,

but it's pretty much
everything you expect it to be.

[both chuckle]

[Cole] Good luck at the pro-am. I
hear you're playing with Tom Watson...

- [Soriano] Oh my God. Who tipped you off?
- I have to protect my sources.

- [Soriano] Jeez.
- [chuckles]

[Soriano] Ah, sh*t.

There's a lot more necrotic
tissue here than I expected. Look.

We’re getting close to losing the main
blood supply to the lower extremity here.

[inhales deeply]

[exhales sharply]

I think we have to consider
below the knee amputation.

All right.

Sir, we can't amputate.

Can't?

There's a good amount
of venous bleeding now.

I think we can control
it without amputation.

The teaching is always,
"Take more, not less."

- He needs his leg.
- He needs to be alive.

He won't want to be if
he doesn't have his leg.

Are we gonna let
this man wake up

and find out his world's been turned
upside down because it's easier for us?

[dark music rises]

Uh, I'm sorry. I overstepped.

Uh, thank you for letting me
scrub in, but the ER is slammed.

I think I'm gonna be
more useful down there.

[pensive music playing]

[door shuts]

[music fades out]

Hi.

Two visits in one day?
I'm feeling very special.

Mm. Afternoon rounds.
It's totally normal.

I've got to say, I don't
love this new vibe.

Is this because your
beamer got crushed?

Word spread, rich boy.

[Cole scoffs]

I'm not rich.

I guess there was a time when
I was a kid that we felt rich.

My dad was a banker.

He got this great
job in the States.

House in the suburbs. You know,
dream car in the driveway.

A BMW.

He washed that car
every Saturday.

But then the
financial crisis hit.

And we lost everything.

He tried to hide it
at first, you know.

But then they came
to repossess the car.

I was outside playing basketball
when it happened, and I remember…

It was the first time
I ever saw my dad cry.

I'm sorry.

I was just on this case with this
guy who's gonna lose his leg.

He's a day laborer, and
he won't be able to work.

And I don't know. I…

It just reminded me of my dad.

[Nia] I never saw my
family lose anything.

I never saw them
have anything either.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't…

mean to come here
and bum you out.

Now, that's why I
call you Cinnabon.

Yeah.

Because I know it's bad for me, but
I still wanna eat the whole thing.

[soft soulful music playing]

Hey, no check-up?

Aren't you supposed to…
do your doctor thing?

You know, look at the
monitors, check my pulse.

Your vitals look incredible.

["Angel" by Black Pumas playing]

And my pulse?

♪ Come alive, little angel ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ May the stars
lovely keep you… ♪

Oh… Don't look at my
nails, I bite them.

♪ In this dream ♪

♪ Till you wake ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ And good Lord, is
she really real? ♪

[door shuts]

♪ Got to sing, she's
my lover, yeah ♪

[gospel chords rise and fade]

[song fades out]

- [phones ringing]
- [overlapping chatter]

[Broussard] You think I'm not
gonna ask why you got suspended?

I'm gonna find out anyway.

I got into a relationship
with a third year.

I thought we were in it
together, and we weren't.

Who is she?

The new Chief?

[chuckles lightly]

I wish I could say
I feel bad for you.

But I don't.

[edgy music builds]

[Cass] Danny!

- Can I get that gurney in room one?
- [Danny] Get her to CT.

- What've you got?
- Security found him in the parking lot.

- Oh sh*t. He left?
- He must have.

Hank, stay with us,
okay? Can you hear me?

[wheezing breath]

Three, two, one.

[grunts weakly]

Hey, Hank. Hank.

Stay with me, okay?
We're losing him.

- [Broussard] What happened?
- Anaphylaxis.

Give him 0.5 mg of epi.

We've gotta get him intubated.
Get me a blade and a 7.0 ET tube.

- Got it.
- Thank you.

Sats are 60 and dropping.
He's going to code.

- [monitor beeping]
- [Danny] sh*t.

He's too swollen to intubate.

- [Cass] You wanna set up a cric?
- Uh, sh*t.

[Broussard] Try digital
intubation first.

- You ever done one?
- Uh, I mean, I've seen one done.

Good. So do one.

[music intensifies]

Find the epiglottis
with your fingers.

[squelching]

Now, thread the bougie through
the glottis into the trachea.

Feel the tracheal rings?

- Uh, yeah, got it. Feel it.
- Mm-hmm. Good.

[tense music continues]

- Okay.
- Good. Now you know how to do that.

[music recedes]

- [monitor beeping]
- [air hissing]

[rapid beeping]

Pressure's dropping.

Good chest rise. Air's
moving on both sides.

- Did I do something wrong?
- No, it's the anaphylaxis.

Give another 0.5 mg of epi,
and let's start a drip.

[nurse] On it!

- [flatline tone]
- [Broussard] He's lost pulses.

[Danny] Okay,
starting compressions.

[dark music rising]

[alert chiming]

[alert beeping]

Holding compressions. Checking
for pulse. Anyone have a pulse?

- No.
- Let's get ready to shock.

- [high-pitched whine]
- Everybody clear?

- [staff] Clear.
- [thumping]

Okay, starting
compressions again.

Okay. Getting ready to shock.

Charging.

Charged. Everybody clear?

Holding compressions.
Anybody got a pulse?

Resuming compressions.

- [soundscape muffles]
- ["Mistakes by Gregory Alan Isakov plays]

[Danny] Charging. Getting
ready to shock. Clear.

[thumping]

Clear.

- Clear.
- [thumping]

- [soundscape normalizes]
- Getting ready for a pulse check.

- Anybody have a pulse?
- [flatline tone]

- [Broussard] It's been 20 minutes.
- Give another round of epi and bicarb.

Danny, that's six of
epi, five bicarbs,

and two grams of calcium.

I'm calling it.

Holding compressions.

Anybody have a pulse?

♪ The ocean was angry… ♪

No.

[Broussard] Time
of death, 14:12.

♪ Turning in the undertow ♪

♪ Turning in the undertow ♪

♪ Turning in the undertow ♪

♪ Mistakes ♪

♪ Aw ya paid and
paid and paid for ♪

[emotional indie
music fades gently]

[breathes deeply]

Hey.

- I heard what happened. How're you doing?
- Fine.

Come on. You're so frustrating.

- What do you want me to say?
- That you're not fine.

That you're sad. That you're angry.
That you're having a hard time.

- Someone died. That is hard.
- I'm not just talking about the patient.

- I know, but you're not gonna fix that.
- I'm not trying to...

Yes, you are. I…

[sharp inhale]

I've worked so hard. I've
eaten so much sh*t to get here.

And I didn't want to go to
HR. You told me to do that.

Now we're here, and it's worse.

Maybe you shouldn't have
helped me in the first place.

Yeah. Won't happen again.

Harper.

[Harper] Sorry I got tired
of watching you eat sh*t.

[scoffs]

- [heartbeat thumping]
- [breathy oscillating tones]

Sorry about that. Didn't quite
get it. It's a tricky angle here.

Can I try?

For the love of God, I don't care
who does it, just get over with.

Uh… yeah. Yeah, sure.

[Danny] Hi, I'm Dr. Simms.

You're gonna feel a
little bit of pressure.

It's a narrow space between the
vertebrae, so just take your time.

Right.

[chuckles softly]

Wow. Uh… That was perfect.

- That might be a champagne tap.
- [patient] What's that?

It means she did it so flawlessly that
the fluid has no red blood cells in it.

Well, the lab still has
to make it official.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

[slow exhalation]

[light music playing]

[Soriano] It's okay. Come in.

I was able to debride the dead
tissue without having to go

too deep into the blood supply.

Still, um, I have to apologize.

I like to know that my residents
don't just defer to me.

- Because, well, it's not good for me.
- [both chuckle]

Uh, no, it… It's certainly
not good for the patient.

I… I was impressed. Okay?
Don't lose that instinct.

All right? Now, do you
actually play golf,

or was that just some strategic
a*s-kissing earlier? Or…

A little bit of both? [chuckles]

We should play a round
at the club. Yeah?

Maybe this weekend. Come out, have
lunch with me and my wife, Marissa.

- I'd love that.
- Great.

Is the course okay
after the hurricane?

You kidding? They have a small army of
maintenance guys. They live for this.

[both chuckling]

- Okay.
- [Soriano] All right.

[sighs]

Light of my life,
apple of my eye.

What do you want?

Uh… to kiss your feet.

The golf thing totally worked.

Soriano's invited me to play a round,
then have lunch with him and his wife.

- I guess you better find a plus-one.
- Why?

It's kind of critical
for a double date.

Unless you want to
be a third wheel.

Ah… I see what
you're doing here.

- I'll check my calendar.
- [chuckles lightly]

[chuckles]

[Cole claps]

[whimsical music playing]

[indistinct background chatter]

Hey, whoa, wait a minute.

[chuckles] I'm eating that.

No, you're not.

Yes, I am. I'm just making
myself a cup of coffee.

Are you making a cup of coffee
or are you eating a pastelito?

You're pretty slow for a
guy with three sisters.

[laughing] Oh-h*-h*!
Oh, wow. Okay.

It's on, baby.

- [music ends]
- [beeping]

[Camila in Spanish] Damn it!

[in English] I don't understand.

I'm trying to put in this lidocaine order.
It keeps saying I need my orders cosigned.

That's because you do
need them cosigned.

Well, no, 'cause I
have access, remember?

I… talked to IT,
and they fixed that.

- Why?
- You are a med student.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

And med students aren't supposed
to have that kind of access.

God, why are you so hard on me?

Because the job is hard. And
it's supposed to be hard.

How overcapacity are we, Luis?

- Please tell me we're approaching normal.
- Actually, we're under.

- We've got some open chairs out there.
- How'd that happen?

[Cruz] Thank you.

I freed up some surgical nurses,
which freed up beds upstairs.

- Sounds like my work here is done.
- We're through the worst of it.

I'll release the ride-out crew
tomorrow. You don't have to stay.

Can I make a suggestion?

Send Dr. Phillips home too.

Roads are mostly clear.

Besides, he's probably
got a helicopter on call.

[chuckles]

I'll think about it.

Think about giving
Dr. Simms some credit too.

She's done a great job.

[in Spanish] Ready to
wake Sleeping Beauty?

[chuckles, sniffs]

- [in English] It won't be like last time.
- Oh, I know. I know.

- She's not going to remember it.
- I know.

[solemn music playing]

[Soriano] Okay, we're gonna
take the tube out now.

It's gonna be a little bit
uncomfortable. Just bear with me here.

My brave girl.

Okay.

- [Cruz] It's okay.
- [Soriano] Yeah.

Okay, Vero. I'm gonna ask you to
take a nice big, deep breath now.

Take a big, deep breath.

Okay.

And… and cough.

- [coughing]
- There you go.

Hi, baby.

[raspy] Hi… Hi, Mom.

Good job.

[Elijah] I mean… You got this.

Stay strong.

If you need anything…

- [heartbeat thumping]
- [breathy oscillating tones]

[dance song playing]

- [Elijah] You're full of sh*t!
- The whole thing was blue.

- No!
- I've never seen anything like it.

Hold on. Did we order this?

Yes! Uh… I did.

- For Danny's first champagne tap.
- [all exclaiming]

Wait a minute. Danny
got a champagne tap?

Yup. Not a single
red blood cell.

I was there. She nailed
it. First try too.

That's my girl! Yeah!

I couldn't have done it
without Phillips, so…

- Ha! Hey!
- [cork pops]

So I get credit for
the champagne, then?

Actually, you couldn't
have done it if…

Phillips hadn't sh*t the bed.

[all laughing and exclaiming]

- Okay. I did not say anything. I swear.
- Eh, word travels.

- Couldn't get it in.
- [Cole] Happens to the best of us, mate.

What did they actually teach
you at Kennedy, though?

- [Elijah] Hairstyling.
- Nice.

- Nah. Bicep curls.
- [all laughing]

No, he was a personality hire.

[Harper] Aw… Aw, yes.

- There you go.
- Oh, sh*t! So much for those steady hands.

I thought you couldn't
have done it without me.

- [Elijah] Extra napkins?
- [server] Got you.

[slow exhalation]

- [phones ringing]
- [indistinct chattering]

Hey.

Uh, what's that?

A pastelito I saved for you.

Wrapped in an ABD pad?

I promise, it's clean.

Come on. Take it to go.

Follow me.

- Where are we going?
- Chief resident's office.

Which is now your office.

- I heard they were basically engaged.
- And now he's suspended?

[man] She's such a liar.

[Broussard] Don't
listen to that sh*t.

Wow.

Much nicer than mine at Kennedy.

Where are you from?

Uh… Homestead.

Hawthorne.

So you're gonna have to hear
some petty gossip. Big deal.

What actually happened today
is a girl from Homestead

got an entire emergency
department through a hurricane.

I didn't poison that.

Sorry, yeah. I just, um…

[tearfully] I didn't
think you liked me.

It is not your job to
worry about my feelings.

What you need is my respect.

And you have that.

[gentle music playing]

Can I ask you a question?

[Broussard] Ask away.

Are the rumors about why

Phillips transferred
from Kennedy true?

What rumors are those?

That there were women who made…
complaints similar to mine.

I said you could ask.
[chuckles lightly]

I didn't say I could answer.

- [heartbeat thumping]
- [breathy oscillating tones]

- [indistinct chattering]
- [distant dance music playing]

Hey.

Are you upset?

Are you upset?

- It seems like you are.
- Okay.

I'm not. Everything's fine.

Why do I always feel like
I'm saying the wrong thing?

- Danny...
- You said you wanted to mentor me.

And then you get mad at me
when I do something right.

God, I knew this was a bad idea.

- What was?
- Working together.

No. That is not what I'm
saying. I love working with you.

- Look how upset you are.
- I…

I am not.

I am… I am just…

[scoffing] I…

I am so confused.

How do you think I feel? I
can't work when I'm around you.

I can't think. I can't breathe. When
I'm… When we were doing that LP today,

when we're doing anything together,
all I'm thinking about is…

[sighs]

Come on. You feel it.

Come on. You have to say
it because otherwise…

Otherwise what?

I don't wanna feel
like a creep, Danny.

We'll figure
something out. Maybe…

Maybe different shifts or…

But that's not fair. That
is gonna look bad for me.

I don't know what else to do.
You're never gonna say it.

- Say what?
- That you feel it.

Forget about work.

Just say it.

[ambient music rises]

Please.

[heartbeat thumping]

[slow exhalation]

I came to get my stuff.

[Danny] Okay.

'Cause I've been
told to get out.

I guess you got your wish.

[objects clattering]

[Phillips sighs]

[clattering continues]

Can I just ask, do you have any
regrets about how you handled this?

I need to know.

Because you're innocent?

Of sexual harassment?
Yeah, Danny.

["I Surrender" by
Welshly Arms playing]

Just say it. Please.

I…

♪ I've been standing… ♪

What about the women at
Kennedy? Would they say that?

What are you talking
about? What other women?

[Danny] Harper told me.

Broussard confirmed it.

[scoffs]

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

[Phillips] Hmm…

I wasn't special,
I was just last.

[both panting]

♪ And love I've lost ♪

♪ But I've never felt too much ♪

♪ But if I can be honest ♪

♪ You're making me want this ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ 'Cause this desire
just keeps making… ♪

Hey, I'm just going to give
you one last piece of advice.

Don't trust Broussard.

Ever.

[singers vocalizing]

♪ 'Cause your love Got
me down on my knees ♪

♪ I surrender ♪

[Phillips] Good luck.

Really.

I hope it all goes well for you.

[singers vocalizing]

♪ I surrender ♪

♪ You know I can't
fight it no more ♪

♪ I surrender ♪

- [Broussard] Heading home?
- Yeah.

I talked to your girlfriend.

She wanted to know why you
got fired from Kennedy.

And you lied to her.

[Broussard] No, I just listened.

But the real question
is why she believes it.

[scoffs]

You know what? I should
tell her the truth.

What really happened.

Yeah.

But if you violate your NDA,
then your career is over.

And you'd have to admit
you did something wrong.

And you don't wanna do
any of that. Do you?

♪ I surrender ♪

[singers vocalizing]

♪ Now I'm all yours… ♪

- [vocalizing]
- [punchy alternative music fades out]

[edgy music playing]

[music fades out]