02x17 - Betrayal

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Previously on The Resident...

Dr. Benedict. My man and mentor.

You led me to believe
my arrogance k*lled my patient.

When in fact it was
a company that owns you.

BELL: Every three minutes,
the QuoVadis device

stopped Henry Barnett's heart.

I've halted the use of all
QuoVadis devices at Chastain.

QuoVadis is willing to cover Henry's
medical bills for his whole life.

If you go public with a
grievance, this deal goes away.

QuoVadis is engaged
in wide-ranging fraud.

Our contract is now null and void.

Dr. Benedict, please tell us
whatever you know.

I want to talk to AJ.
He deserves the truth.

GORDON: What did you tell them?

I didn't tell them anything.

Gordon, do you know
how I made my fortune?

By taking over companies
on the verge of collapse.

We should talk.

(LINE RINGING)

BENEDICT (ON RECORDING):
Hi, this is Dr. Benedict.

I'm not in. Leave me a message
after the beep.

- (BEEPS)
- Abe, it's AJ.

I've been calling you all morning, man.

I'm outside your house right now.

I see your car in the driveway

I'm worried about you.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Abe?

Mrs. Benedict?

It's AJ.

Anybody home?

(CLOCK TICKING)

♪ ♪

No, Abe. Abe.

(LINE RINGING)

Fulton County 911. What is the
address of the emergency?

278 Barksdale Drive.

g*nsh*t wound. Adult male.
Thready pulse,

shallow breathing.
I need an ambulance now!

♪ ♪

(SIREN WAILS)

Male, 65.

GSW, upper chest.
Severe respiratory distress.

Tachy to 150.

BP, 70/palp.

Okay. Two units O neg.

Activate massive transfusion protocol.

Wait, oh, my God, is that...

Yup, Dr. Abe Benedict. I found
him like this in his home.

One, two, three, lift.

Exit wound?

- I didn't see any.
- IRVING: Let's get the portable X-ray.

DEVON: No breath sounds on the left.

He needs a chest tube. 32 French, to me.

Chest tube kit.
And Dr. Hawkins is paged.

Going in at the midaxillary line.

- IRVING: Oh!
- (GRUNTING)

GSW?

Self-inflicted?

It's hard to believe,
but it looks that way.

Image is up.

CONRAD: b*llet is embedded
in his abdomen.

- Must have ricocheted off his ribs.
- Could've hit any number of organs.

Hundley, call CT.
He needs a scan before surgery.

I'll meet you up there.

- Dr. Austin.
- Yeah.

Listen, when you saw him,

did he say anything
about QuoVadis and Gordon Page?

No, he was unconscious the whole time.

I am curious what

the chairman of the board
of the hospital

that just stabbed QuoVadis
in the back wants with me.

You just lost an enormous
m*llitary contract.

It's a devastating blow.

We'll recover.

Our devices are still
in many other hospitals.

The VNS implanted at Chastain
was a horrifying failure.

That's not in the public record.

- The boy's mother signed an NDA.
- That certainly helps,

for now.

One more time. Why are you here?

I'm a businessman.

The medical device industry
is an unregulated gold mine.

You can do almost anything.

I smell an opportunity.

Your company is damaged.

I can help fix that.

Oh, that's generous,

but I've already fielded offers
from three new investors.

Two, and only one of those is viable.

But that investor is extremely viable.

And I prefer to work
with people I can trust.

Shortsighted, if not foolish.

For all your outstanding shares.

But I need to know

where the bodies are buried.

If we're going to rise together,

I need to know everything.

No surprises.

Mm.

I think you know the way out.

Thank you.

- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
- (LINE RINGING)

CONRAD (ON PHONE): Hello?

I tried. It didn't work.

Gordon Page saw right through me.

He told me nothing
I didn't already know.

That is not good, Dad.

We have a situation here, too.

Abe Benedict just came into our ER.

He tried to k*ll himself.

Do we know why?

No. And he may never wake up.

In which case we'll never find out
what he knows about QuoVadis.

Well, I did find out Page has

another investor looking to make a deal.

He gets that money,

QuoVadis will be back
in business in no time.

We need to stop that.

Do you know who the investor is?

I have a pretty good idea.

You need to meet with him

and you need to scare him off.

- I can try.
- Good.

And I'll do everything I can
to keep Abe Benedict alive.

Good luck, Conrad.

Studying for this final
is making my brain hurt.

Well, humor heals all.

What do engineers use for birth control?

Um, their personalities.

- (BOTH LAUGH)
- (SNORTS)

(COUGHING)

- Pretty funny, you guys.
- SYDNEY: Oh, Nurse Nevin,

- you're back.
- Did our test results come in?

They did. Uh, why don't
you guys follow me.

The good news is you can
both ask for an extension

on your engineering final.

The bad news is... you both have mono.

Mono?

Wait, how'd we both get mono?

Well, they don't call it "the
kissing disease" for nothing.

Oh. (CHUCKLES) No, uh,

- we're just friends.
- Best friends. Together since...

Since she blocked off the seesaw
to explain the relationship

between distance and mass
to our kindergarten class.

But not together-together,
you know, it's-it's more like...

Like study buddies, but definitely...

- Not a couple. No.
- No.

Uh, okay. Well, my mistake.

Um, but there are other ways
you can contract mono.

I mean, if you use the same toothbrush,

- sharing food...
- We've done that a lot lately.

Cramming for finals.
All pizza, all the time.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Okay. Well, you can both

go back to your dorms.

Uh, you'll want plenty of sleep, fluids.

Mono's not usually a big deal, but, uh,

you'll definitely want a ton of rest.

- Thank you. That's a relief.
- (COUGHING)

Um, Evan, just... humor me.

I-I want to check something quickly.

Your finger?

(MONITOR BEEPING)

Hm. O2 sat is 88%.

That's, um, significantly lower
than when you came in.

- And what does that mean?
- Uh, it means

that I actually can't
send you home just yet.

Um, Sydney, you're welcome to go,

unless you want to stay.

I'll stick around.

Can't catch something
I already have, right?

I'll be right back.

We need to admit Evan Weston
to Chastain immediately.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

SYDNEY: You've never even
kissed a girl in your life.

OR One is prepped and ready.

I'm sorry about your friend.

Abe taught me everything I know.

(DOOR OPENS)

When you saw him yesterday at
the conference, how did he seem?

MINA: Intoxicated.

Nervous.

He was struggling. Whatever
he knew, whatever he did,

the guilt was starting
to eat away at him.

Are you thinking this wasn't
a su1c1de attempt?

- Yeah.
- I think Gordon tried

to have him silenced.

You're suggesting Gordon
had Abe Benedict sh*t?

Well, I would believe that over Abe
putting a b*llet in his own chest.

He was a heart surgeon. He knew
where to aim if he wanted to die.

And su1c1de just doesn't fit
the man I know.

Abe jogged every night on
two bad knees to keep healthy.

The man loved life.

But he also took $1
million from QuoVadis.

That didn't fit the
man you knew, either.

Well, doctors commit su1c1de.

It happens. More than
we'd like to admit.

DEVON: This is too coincidental.

This, on top of what happened to Julian,

and we still don't
even know where she is.

MINA: Looks like the b*llet
hit the spleen and kidney.

It clipped his heart as well.

.22 caliber.

Sometimes a b*llet has enough
power to enter the body,

but not enough to go through.

Yeah, I've seen a b*llet enter
a lung and end up in a leg.

You know, if we save his life,
we can get some answers.

Let's scrub in.

Keep me updated.

His hand is moving.

Sedation is too light. Bolus 50 of
propofol and increase the rate.

Dr. Benedict? Can you hear me?

Whoa, whoa.
He's trying to say something.

Don't let him pull out
his tube, he could arrest.

- Damn it.
- Keep the propofol at that rate.

We can't force Abe to speak
or do anything else

that would harm our patient. Stay
focused. We need to put saving his life

above everything else.
Get him to the OR now.

MINA: The b*llet hit the spleen and the
left kidney. Actively hemorrhaging.

- There's no time for repair.
- I'll resect the spleen.

AUSTIN: Go.

Will you look at that?

Insidious devil.

Spleen is out. Bleeding controlled.

He's acidotic and coagulopathic.

If you cut him any more,
he's not coming off that table.

- Damage control surgery?
- Yeah.

Now listen up. We wrap him,
but we do not close.

Take him out and let him heal,

and we bring him back when he's ready.

- You couldn't close?
- No?

The amount of surgery he needs
to fix everything

would be too much for a body
to handle in one go.

How long until you can go back in?

It's a long range.

Could be hours, could be days.

This is not the outcome we wanted.

Formula for stress?

(EXHALES)

Sigma equals... (EXHALES)

applied force over...

(EXHALES) Can't concentrate.

We don't need to do this. Please.
You need to rest.

Can't. Too hard to breathe. (EXHALES)

If I fall asleep...
I'm afraid I won't wake up.

Sydney, Evan.

This is Dr. Hawkins.

We're gonna take a closer look at you.

- Hello.
- Double mono patients.

Sydney is stable, but Evan is hypoxic.

Chest X-ray was just done, and
we're waiting on the results.

But I think we need to up the O2.

Look, please help him.
He's getting much worse.

(WHEEZING)

Yeah, we should crank up the O2.

And let's order a breathing treatment.

I like the dedication.

Still studying when you feel this lousy.

Finals.

Mechanical engineering.

We're gonna design a... high-speed train

from... Atlanta to Nashville.

So he can go home on the weekends.

That's where we're both from.

(COUGHING)

Why is Evan so much worse
when we both have mono?

The truth is, it's hard to know.

Each person reacts differently
to a virus.

But he's gonna be okay, right?

Um, just one second...

(QUIETLY): His X-ray's back.
This is really bad.

All right, let's get him to the ICU.

Okay.

Let's start him on ceftriaxone
and azithromycin.

Call respiratory. Put him on
a BiPap when we get to the unit.

And I need another full set
of labs with a blood gas.

Yes, Doctor.

ICU? That's bad, isn't it?

Well, his mono's caused him
to develop pneumonia.

- Pneumonia?
- Don't worry. Don't worry.

Listen, let's just try to stay calm

so we can be there for Evan. Okay?

Okay. Calm.

Not one of my best traits,
but I can do it for him.

You got this. Here, come with me.

MAN (OVER P.A.): Dr. Friedman,
please call Recovery.

- Lactate levels?
- Coming down.

- Most recent hematocrit?
- 24% stable.

- But there was a lot of trauma.
- Can we take him back to surgery now?

He needs time for
his hemodynamics to stabilize.

MINA: His IVC is leaking. We
need to repair it quickly.

- Our first pass was crude.
- We bring him back in now,

- I don't think he makes it.
- We need to decide. Soon.

I know, Mina.

How's he doing?

If we dialed back his sedatives, do
you think he'd be able to speak?

That's inappropriate, Pravesh.

It wouldn't hurt him.
And it might even...

You are too close to this case.

And you're not?

Go back to the ER, Pravesh.

I will keep you updated.

Book an OR.

We'll give him a half hour,

we'll go back into surgery,
and we'll finish the job.

(MONITOR BEEPING QUICKLY)

Mono patient in the ICU.

Nurse says he's spiraling down.

- (GASPING)
- SYDNEY: Evan? Evan?!

NIC: What's going on?

It's like he's drowning. Help him!

NIC: Get him up.

He has crackles throughout his lungs.

BiPap isn't enough.

- He needs a vent.
- Please, what does that mean?

He can't breathe on his own
anymore, so the vent

- will breathe for him.
- Evan, I'm here. I won't leave you.

- We need to intubate now.
- I'm already on it. I paged RT.

You need to wait outside.

I want to stay with him.

I'll come get you when he's settled.

(GASPING CONTINUES)

(CRYING): Evan...

Here. Pass it over.

(MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY)

AUSTIN: Exposing the heart

and the abdominal contents.

MINA: Removing the packs.

14 in total?

AUSTIN: Proceeding to repair the IVC.

Just keep it going.

Keep it steady. Keep it.

Keep it steady. Keep it going. Keep it.

Take a step back.

Clear your head.

I have this.

(AUSTIN BREATHES DEEPLY)

(SINGING PROLONGED NOTE)

(GRUNTS)

(BEATBOXES)

(SIGHS)

Back in the game?

Back in the game, baby. (LAUGHS)

Works every time.

You should try it.

Oh, not in this lifetime, but thanks.

You know, it's just now hitting me,

despite my disappointment,

how much Abe means to me.

And I am gonna give him a sh*t
at redemption.

Howard Loomis.

- Do I know you?
- Marshall Winthrop.

Oh, of course. We met at the, uh,

Signature CEO Conference in Boca.

Yes. And you run CliffCrest Management,

- a hedge fund out of Miami.
- I do.

I heard whispers that you made
a special trip here

to see Gordon Page.

I'm, uh, I'm late for another meeting.

Is there a point to this?

Just giving you fair warning.

The bad news is not all out
on this company.

A whistle-blower
was going to come forward,

a prominent doctor on the inside.

And?

Well, this morning he showed up

in the Chastain Park ER
with a b*llet in his chest.

What-what are you saying?

Just that it may or may not
have been self-inflicted.

Gordon Page is a dangerous man.

Not someone
you want to do business with.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry,
but when a man like you

tracks down a man like me
with information like this,

then I start wondering.

What my angle is?

To stop a monster
from destroying more lives.

For men like you and me,
it's usually all about money,

but with this one, it's
simply about doing what's right.

(MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY)

His O2 sats keep going down even
though we've gone up on the vent.

All right, there's something new going
on. Pull up his most recent X-rays.

God. He has new bilateral infiltrates.

His lungs are inflamed.

It's too much trauma from the
b*llet and the surgeries.

ARDS.

What do we do now?

(MONITOR BEEPING QUICKLY)

He's maxed out on his vent setting.
What now?

Nic, if his lungs are failing,
he won't live long.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

He needs ECMO.

Yep.

I'm on it.

Is he dying?

(EXHALES)

The virus is making his lungs very sick.

Even the vent isn't getting him
the oxygen that he needs.

You have to save him. Please.

We have a plan.

And I promise we're not gonna give up.

I screwed up.

I was too afraid
to tell him how I really feel,

and now I might not get the chance.

You're in love with him.

(SIGHS)

Last summer, I went to this
engineering intensive at Duke.

Thought I would set up my future
and make friends.

Then I got there, and I... didn't.

I didn't even try.

I spent all day wishing

I could see Evan.

I quit after two weeks.

Told my family I was just homesick.

But the truth was...
I was homesick for him.

I never told him how I really felt

'cause I didn't want
to ruin our friendship.

And now,

it might be too late.

We're gonna do our best.

CONRAD: What's happening with Abe?

Nothing good. His lungs are failing.

(SIGHS) I have a patient, Evan
Weston, -who needs to go on ECMO.

We're having the same
discussion about Abe.

Yeah, well,
the hospital has two machines.

I'll see if they're available.

(STAMMERS) ECMO? What is that?

BOLTON: ECMO stands for
extracorporeal membrane oxygenation.

It's a machine that's used
when a patient's lungs

are severely damaged, and the vent

isn't providing enough oxygen for them.

Is it dangerous?

This move is very risky.

(CONRAD EXHALES)

This is a last-ditch effort.

BOLTON: We'll have to get
the parents' consent.

Chastain does have two machines,
but one's taken.

Has been for a week.

Great. So we have two patients
who need ECMO

if they have any chance to live.

And only one will get it.

How do we choose?

Can we transfer one of these patients

- to a different hospital?
- They're both too sick.

- They wouldn't survive transport.
- There must be

a spare machine somewhere in Atlanta.

I called. All of the ones
in the city are in use.

The closest one is Louisville.
That's a day's drive away.

- Someone has to play God.
- Abe needs the machine

in the next 30 minutes.

So does Evan.

Abe Benedict
is a world-renowned surgeon.

He's got at least 20 years to live,

which means he can teach
hundreds of budding surgeons

during that time.
Saving Abe will be saving

- many lives.
- He's also a possible su1c1de.

Look, I'm sorry, but are
we really gonna give this

to the 60-year-old man
who might not even want to live?

Abe did not attempt su1c1de.

Evan Weston is a 22-year-old kid.

- He's got his whole life...
- Look, just... look, hang on a second.

Everybody in this room has
a personal stake in the outcome.

It's already a major conflict.

I think we should keep
emotions out of this.

- So what are you proposing?
- Statistics.

At this point in their lives,

Evan Weston has the most years
to gain. He should get

- the machine.
- Well, and there's another consideration.

The patient has to survive ECMO.

Evan's young, he's far stronger.

Abe just had major surgery.

I am sure that Evan is a great kid,
and no one wants to see him die.

But Abe Benedict has damning
information about QuoVadis...

and Gordon Page, the man
who may have had Julian k*lled.

Okay, that is a speculation.
I mean, you said so yourself.

(SIGHS) No one wants to take
down QuoVadis more than I do,

but Mina's right.

We need to keep emotions out of this.

Evan Weston goes on ECMO.

That's the decision.

It looks like Abe Benedict
will never regain consciousness.

Hmm. I'm sorry to hear that.

Did you speak to Gordon's
investor like I suggested?

Howard Loomis had
a crisis of conscience.

Yes, he did.

Gordon is scrambling,
but that means nothing

unless we can use his
desperation to take him down.

I'm listening.

I go back in, bluff, make him believe

Abe Benedict told us everything we need.

No way. You're not doing that.

I'll be wired this time.

The FBI is close.

They want him just as bad as we do.

Son, this is the time.

If we don't seize this opportunity,

Gordon gets away with everything,

- he rebuilds his empire.
- (SIGHS)

Trust me,
he'll find the money somewhere.

Okay.

Dad.

Be careful.

This is a recording device,

and it will get every word
spoken within a 20-foot radius.

Got it.

Just stick to the script.

And remember, if you get
in trouble, we're listening.

And we can get to you
in under five minutes.

♪ ♪

NIC: How you doing?

It just all looks so terrifying.

Is that machine really gonna
help him breathe?

His lungs will barely move,
but that's because the machine

is actually breathing for him.

(EXHALES)

Look, why don't we get you
set up in the family room?

This could take a while.

When he wakes up...

if he wakes up...

I'm gonna tell him how I feel.

I think that's a good idea.

Come on.

Things got...

complicated, lately.

Never in a million years did I
think we would end up like this.

I'm sorry, brother.

AUSTIN: Ready to put Evan on ECMO?

- We're all set.
- All right. Let's do it.

♪ ♪

MINA: Oxygen saturation is up.
We're at 92%.

AUSTIN: Nic Nevin probably
just saved your life.

Live long and prosper.

We still have work to do.

I've already upped his PEEP to 18.

No, easy on his lungs.

Push too much, they'll pop.

He's still hypoxemic.

He's showing signs
of multisystem organ failure.

How can I help?

I got nothing.

Well, what if...

Wait!

Maybe we just need to change
his point of view on the world.

Well, I'm open to suggestions.
Good ones, at least.

We prone him.

Turn him over,
let gravity force more oxygen

into the rest of his lungs.

He just had major abdominal surgery.

You turn him upside down,
his incisions will tear.

His insides will spill onto
the floor... literally, Pravesh.

Let's make sure they don't.
We'll tighten his bandages.

Come on, he's in respiratory failure.
What else do we have to lose?

I say we go with Dr. Pravesh's plan.

Okay.

Let's call and order the rotating bed.

Okay.

Strap him in, wrap him up.

Secured.

All right.

Turn him over, nice and slow.

(WHIRRING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Loomis has decided to take
his money elsewhere.

I do whatever it takes
to get what I want.

Hmm. I can appreciate that.

Good, because I'm still willing
to make an offer.

Same number as before?

No, that was when you had options.

I was paying a hefty premium
then to compete.

I'm offering less now,
but still a substantial sum.

No. No. Why should I take that?

Because you don't have a choice.

Men like you and I always have choices.

I can walk, fold the company,

raise capital and reinvent myself.

Start over somewhere else.

It's my specialty.

MARSHALL: Agreed.

But when I bury someone,
I make sure they're firmly

in the ground where nobody
can hear them scream.

You didn't do that.

Right now, Abe Benedict is in
a hospital room at Chastain.

The air filling his lungs
is allowing his mouth to move.

He's talking.

Trust me, he's saying things
that leave you

only one choice.

I don't believe you.

You don't now, but you soon will.

In 15 minutes, lights will
start flashing outside.

They will have a warrant
for your arrest.

Take my money and disappear.

I will run QuoVadis without you.

Go hide out on an island somewhere

without extradition laws to the U.S.

Live large.

That's as good as an admission of guilt.

I don't care.

Best and final.

Call him.

Who?

Your son.

There are some details
I'd like to know from Abe,

now that he can talk.

O2 sats are no better.

It takes a few minutes
for gravity to do its job.

Yeah, well, he doesn't have
a few minutes.

- Is your dad...?
- Going to QuoVadis, yes.

We're taking one last sh*t
at bringing down Gordon.

- Have you heard from him?
- No.

Guys. O2 sats are rising.

88.

92.

It's working.

I know. I know you're thinking
we should back off the sedation

to see if we can get him to talk.

Don't you?

Abe wakes up and bucks his vent,
his O2 sats will crater.

MINA: You said so yourself,

Abe Benedict needs
a chance at redemption.

Dial back the propofol.

(BEEPING)

He's waking.

Park him at 45 degrees.

Hey, boss, welcome back.

Can you hear me?

Now, you wanted to talk to me.

Listen, man, whatever you know
that can help us,

please, now is the time.

He wants to write it down.

"SEVER"?

We got to figure out what this means.

AUSTIN: You did good, man.
You're gonna be okay.

(PHONE BUZZING)

This is my dad.

- Conrad.
- CONRAD: Dad.

- You okay?
- Gordon Page

would like to talk you.

He wants proof that Abe
Benedict is alive.

(PANTING)

Okay. Put him on.

Dr. Hawkins.

(PANTING)

SEVER.

(PANTING)

SEVER.

You want proof, there it is.

Abe Benedict is alive, and he's
talking about you and your company.

There's nothing to talk about.
My company broke no rules.

Made devices in China,

copied faulty devices.

- All the people you hurt.
- I hurt no one.

Heart valves that failed. The VNS
device you put in an eight-year-old boy

that stopped his heart over
and over again.

I built this company from nothing.

Abe was overcome with guilt.

- Abe was a coward.
- No, he was a hero.

Abe was gonna destroy everything
that I sacrificed for.

- And you tried to k*ll him!
- I had no choice!

Dad?

Dad?

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Earlier today, I...

was admiring your $80,000 Rolex.

It's not often that I change my watch

in the middle of the day. Search him.

Who's listening to us?

- Who's listening to us?
- The FBI.

Son of a bitch.

Bring him.

(GROANING)

(PANTING)

You're coming with me.

We'll leave through the garage.

FBI! Hands in the air! Freeze!

(g*nshots)

They've got a hostage!

(g*nf*re)

("ARSONIST'S LULLABYE"
BY HOZIER PLAYING)

- (g*nf*re CONTINUES)
- ♪ Mm... ♪

♪ Mm... ♪

♪ When I was a child ♪

♪ I'd sit for hours ♪

- (SIREN WAILING)
- ♪ Staring into open flame ♪

(HONKING HORN)

♪ Something in it had ♪

♪ A power ♪

(TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ Could barely tear ♪

♪ My eyes away ♪

♪ All you have is your fire ♪

- You have to wait here.
- Where's my father?

♪ Tame your demons ♪

♪ But always keep 'em on a leash ♪

♪ Mm... ♪

MARSHALL: Conrad.

Dad.

♪ Mm... ♪

I'm okay, son.

I'm okay.

♪ My senses fooled me ♪

(SIREN WAILING)

♪ Thought gasoline ♪

♪ Was on my clothes ♪

♪ When I was a man ♪

♪ I thought it ended ♪

♪ When I knew love's perfect ache ♪

(TIRES SCREECHING)

♪ But my peace has always depended ♪

♪ On all the ashes in my wake ♪

♪ All you have is your fire ♪

♪ And the place you need to reach ♪

♪ Don't you ever ♪

♪ Tame your demons ♪

♪ But always keep 'em on a leash. ♪