02x05 - The Germ

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- Previously on The Resident...
- BELL: Oh, my God. It's Bradley.

I love you, too.

And I do think
it'll be different this time.

JULIAN: I hear you have
a wedding coming up.

You studying up to do a Bollywood dance?

I have two left feet.

JULIAN: Well, maybe I can help.
I was a dancer.

Dr. Benedict at Atlanta General
told me all about you.

Said you were
the best student he ever had.

- You know Abe?
- Who's this douche?

Head of the hottest new medical
device company in the country.

Also the most eligible bachelor.

We all know you're
the most eligible bachelor.

JULIAN: Dr. Bell is meeting
my boss, Gordon Page.

I've done some reading
on your vagus nerve stimulator.

- Is it everything I hear?
- More.

It exceeded all our expectations.

We're gonna help so many people.

If you can't land Gordon, I will.

(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)

GORDON: Rare high-altitude potatoes.

- Glacier water.
- (BELL LAUGHS)

Quadruple-filtrated through...

uncut diamonds.

Cheers.

BELL: Cheers.

Best one yet.

- Well, have I convinced you?
- No, you didn't need to.

I did my homework.

Your new VNS device is top-rated.

All the QuoVadis products are solid.

Why'd I buy all this vodka?

Because you want more. You
want exclusivity in my hospital.

Smart man. (LAUGHS)

So, what do you need

to make all QuoVadis devices
Chastain's standard of care?

It's not what I need.
It's what Chastain needs.

Something to impact our bottom line.

A discount. Deep discount.

%.

Whew.

I never give more than ten.

And that's a hell of a profit margin.

- Before you mark up the patients.
- .

. Final offer.

And that's only because
you can hold your liquor.

Chastain can get that number

from any of the established
device manufacturers.

Why should I go with you,
aside from the vodka?

Because, as QuoVadis's
newest opinion leader,

you can speak at conferences,
like the one in Cabo next week.

You fly on the company jet.

Five-star hotel. Gourmet meals.

Abundant downtime to hit the
beach with a margarita in hand.

Of course, there's a small
speaking fee and stipend.

It's not much, but we can offer you .

Thousand.

- (LAUGHS)
- (CHUCKLES) Uh...

That and a % discount, you have a deal.

(BEEPING)

(WHIRRING)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

- JULIAN: Voilà.
- IRVING: Mmm, doughnuts.

- I'm starving.
- Have one.

IRVING: You're the best.

- JULIAN: Mmm. Chocolate. Good?
- Mmm. Mm-hmm.

Morning. Fresh from the oven.

- IRVING: Very kind of you.
- Mm-hmm.

- You made those?
- Someone else's oven.

QuoVadis is just the delivery system.

No, thanks.

IRVING: He doesn't do carbs.

I don't do bribes.

I heard you're helpful in the OR,

but I'm not a fan of sales reps
inside the hospital.

Seems like a conflict of interest.

- No offense.
- None taken.

You know what, I'll take another one.

We don't make enough
to turn down free food.

I should've gone into finance.

IRVING: And quit medicine?

Speaking of which, Bradley's
coming in for a heart valve.

Headlines: used to be one of us,
took a nosedive

through a skylight,
left the halls of healing.

Be nice. He's still one of us.

Oh, no, he's not. Now he's a Muggle.

IRVING: Hundreds of thousands
in med school debt,

- down the drain.
- DEVON: Yeah, and he'll be

paying it off for decades.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Pravesh, they need you in VIP.

They don't page you when they need me.

Looks like they do.

Hey, uh, do you remember the Barnetts?

First-year intern, pediatric rotation.

Two adopted kids
with medical needs, right?

Yes, and, apparently,
you made quite the impression.

The oldest boy hurt his wrist.

He's asking for the cool doctor
with the tattoos.

- Ha!
- Our peds resident isn't here yet,

- so...
- I'm on it.

Don't do that.

In this new Mario game,

- I just like...
- Hey, Jasper!

- Henry.
- Hi.

Look at you, all grown up.
You driving yet?

ZOEY: Good to see you, Dr. Hawkins.

If that's still your name?

Yeah, I was an intern.

I was trying out some nicknames.

ZOEY: Yeah, it wasn't good.

Right, Hammer?

Hammer?

ZOEY: Anyway, here we are again.

Who knew our stairs
could be so dangerous?

NIC: Can you give me a little wiggle?

(COUGHING)

Elbow pit, dude.

(COUGHING)

Did he get his flu sh*t?

For sure. But every kindergartner

has a cold right now.
The school is a phlegm factory.

We have been seeing so many kids.

JASPER: Is Henry's hand broken?

Can he still pitch his game today?

Maybe not today but sometime soon.

Are you a righty or a southpaw?

NIC: Absence seizures.

He's had them since infancy?

ZOEY: Yeah, but they've always been mild.

And we have them under control.

Is that why you fell, Henry?

It wasn't a seizure. I just tripped.

I was reading to Jasper
when we heard the crash.

CONRAD: Okay, he probably

just needs a med adjustment.
It happens as kids grow.

We'll call for a neuro workup.

Keep icing his wrist.

- Get an X-ray, too.
- Mm-hmm.

- Cool?
- Cool.

(CHUCKLES): All right. Come here.

All right. All right.

HENRY: Wash your hands.

He never takes that off. Ever.

'Cause it's awesome.

ZOEY: He loves this hat.

It inspired his police
birthday party this Saturday.

- Right, dude?
- (COUGHING)

I'm gonna try to move his
pediatrician visit up to today.

No, no reason
for an extra doctor's visit.

We'll check him out here.

We'll be back.

- (COUGHING)
- Hey. It's okay.

NIC: You're worried
about the little brother.

Yeah, Jasper had it rough
when he was fighting leukemia.

Chemo, radiation.

He had pneumonia twice.

Poor kid has been
in the hospital all the time.

How long has he been in remission?

His last bone marrow transplant
went well.

Been clear for two years.

Now he's got a low-grade fever
and a cough.

Saw a yellow bruise on him,
and his nodes are swollen.

- Who's his pediatric oncologist?
- Dr. Richards. Retired in June.

Buzzkirk took her patients.

I know. I don't like him either.

Hi, I'm Dr. Pravesh.

Conrad can't even answer
his own pages now?

- Bradley, you're my VIP patient?
- (LAUGHS)

- VIP. That's me!
- (CHUCKLES)

- How you doing?
- Never better, man.

You know, besides needing
a whole new heart valve.

But who cares, right? I'm back here.

I get to see all my pals from
before leaving the rat race.

The rat race. Is that
what we're calling it now?

Well, in medical marketing,
we do, for sure.

Yeah, I got really lucky
with a major firm.

Signing bonus took care
of all my med school debt.

- You're kidding.
- Nope.

Boom. Debt-free
and pulling in mid-six figs.

Seriously, man.
But it's not just that, dude.

- I've never been happier, honestly.
- That's great.

- You found something you love.
- I did.

So, how are wedding plans going?

Good. Never better.

Uh-oh. I know that look.

That's the look you used to get
when Conrad would pimp you.

- (SCOFFS)
- You look really stressed, man.

Just normal wedding stress.

Dumb stuff that Priya and I
have to decide.

And we're not always on the same page.

Uh-huh. Is everything okay with you two?

(EXHALES)

It's crazy. You know,
this wedding just feels like

this endless pile of to-do lists.

- Mm-hmm.
- Plus, I'm always here.

Mm. And here is not exactly
a walk in the park.

- Right.
- Look, I remember how it is.

- Definitely no signing bonuses.
- (CHUCKLES)

Right? Just sleep deprivation.

Hey, man. What else is goin' on, man?

You were supposed to be here an hour ago.

Rounds start at : a.m.

I had patients before you.

How many of them have a tumor
the size of a persimmon

- on their spine?
- I looked at your scans.

Your tumor has shrunk
to the size of an apricot.

Never cared for apricots.

It's good news. It means we can schedule

the surgery to remove the tumor
for tomorrow morning.

Any questions?

You gonna shave my head?

It's spine surgery. Why would we do that?

Roger down the block
had his appendix out.

Came home with a Mohawk.

I'm confident that had nothing
to do with his operation.

What do you know about Roger?

Or hair? You barely have hair.

Where's Dr. Voss?

- More suction, right here.
- There's so much blood.

I said suction.

♪ ♪

♪ You got to let me go ♪

Uh, should we page Vascular?

No. When you reduced the clavicle,

a clot got dislodged, and
now it's bleeding like stink.

- (BEN GROANS)
- These are

ortho problems. We are ortho surgeons,

so we fix them.

♪ Ready for w*r, I got my armor gear ♪

♪ Carry your sword
'cause the time is near ♪

♪ What a thrill,
always seems to amaze me ♪

♪ In the forest with the youth
and they're raving ♪

♪ Dancing nonstop
till the break of dawn ♪

♪ Sheriffs come around,
probably best to run ♪

♪ Fire in my eyes, can't catch me now. ♪

Shall I page Pre-Op to bring the pat...

♪ Don't judge me, you only live once ♪

♪ Homies in the back,
so we got to live it up ♪

♪ Party in the lake,
everybody get in now ♪

♪ Get in now, get in now,
get in now, get in now ♪

KIT: Ah. There.

The source of the bleed.

- BEN: Huh.
- Here. Put pressure here.

- Okay.
- No, here.

- BEN: Oh.
- Bulldog clamp, six-oh Prolene.

♪ Run wild ♪

♪ I'm on a mission ♪

There.

Easy to control the bleed
once you recognize the source.

(EXHALES) That...

was so cool. (CHUCKLES)

Agreed. Mayo.

♪ Running miles and running
and I'm loving all the bruises ♪

♪ Running miles and running wild ♪

♪ I'm chugging like I'm fueling ♪

♪ Houston, tell 'em that I'm coming up ♪

♪ Let me go. ♪

What the hell is that?

This is not my valve.

Who put this valve here?

Cancel the surgery.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

TILLY: I'm booking your spa day in Cabo.

Question: did you want
the couples massage or...?

You're not going alone, are you?

Ooh, couples massage.

Sounds delightful.

But perhaps it can wait.
A word, Dr. Bell?

Of course. Tilly, hold my calls.

I'm speaking at a conference in Cabo.

I'd love a top woman orthopod
to introduce me.

Let's talk about a screw, shall we?

A screw?

Does this look like a . millimeter,

nine-grooved cancellous bone screw
to you? Well, it shouldn't,

because it's . millimeters
with eight grooves.

- (BELL SIGHS)
- Care to explain

why it showed up in the middle
of my clavicle surgery?

They accomplish the same thing.

The AorMed valve is a thing of glory.

Sleek leaflets.

Perfectly aligned suture ring.

- She drives like a dream.
- KIT: Let me guess.

Changes in your OR?

An intruder. An alien heart valve.

- It's a top-of-the-line...
- That's not the point.

You don't get to make
surprise, unilateral decisions

that affect our patients.

No ceremony. No discussion.

- KIT: No notice, even.
- You two can't agree on anything.

Suddenly you're on the same team?

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

A b*mb just exploded in my body.

(GROANING)

(COUGHING)

Jasper Barnett's labs.

White blood count over , .

Low platelets, blasts everywhere.

- Liver's starting to go, too.
- NIC: Henry came in

with a broken wrist,
but we thought Jasper

- was in remission.
- And now he's not.

He already has a rare phenotype.

It's known to be resistant.

And when a kid comes back
like this... (EXHALES SHARPLY)

I'll give him a month.

Maybe two, tops.
Only reasonable thing now

is palliative treatment. Anything else

at this point
would do more harm than good.

Let's hope Mom sees it that way.
They hardly ever do.

What if it had been caught earlier?

Wouldn't have mattered.

His initial treatment
was aggressive and thorough,

and it was his best chance at a cure.

They kept the cancer at bay
as long as possible.

Now it's back with a vengeance.

Guess I'll go spill the beans.

- Best to get it over with.
- Let me handle it.

They know me.

- I had them on my intern rotation.
- Hey,

if you want to take the worst
part of the job, it's all yours.

How does someone like that guy
end up in pediatrics?

The same way HODAD ended up in the OR.

You okay?

How do you tell a mother
her child is dying?

Found it.

Let's see.

So, look, this is way before
I broke my pelvis.

I told you I started early.

You're incredible. Do you miss dancing?

No. I got my hip replacement,
got my life back,

and now when I sell devices,

I help other people do the same thing.

I love it.

So, I showed you mine. You show me yours.

What?

The health monitor app you're working on.

Oh. Uh... we're still making
some tweaks in the program.

If we could monitor
elderly patients from afar

with more accuracy...

You could see
their overall medical report

instead of relying
on day-of examination results.

Exactly.

And it's working,
but now we have to install

the device and pair it
with something wearable.

Wearables are huge in the aging market.

So show me it.

All right.

(GROANS, EXHALES)

Diagnosis:

a previously unbeknownst cyst
beneath the ulna.

It ruptured with such power, such force

that it fractured the strong bone.

You found that on the Internet.
A b*mb in your body.

Oh, there was an expl*si*n. I created it.

It was undeniably godlike.

Right.

Let's get you in a splint, shall we?

I'll order X-rays

to confirm you can be treated
nonoperatively.

(GROANS)

So, my diagnosis was correct, huh?

Your Web surfing was correct.

Let's talk about our
mutual problem, shall we?

The craven king in the high tower.

There are half dozen other devices

Bell is swapping out for QuoVadis,

including one I need
for a spinal resection tomorrow.

That's where that man
makes my ego look nonexistent.

Not possible. But it's useless
to try and overrule him.

At least for doctors.

Say more.

Well, if patients were unhappy

with administration
making medical decisions,

- Bell might listen.
- He'd have to.

The power of persuasion. I like it.

- Yes, but can you use it?
- Me?

Oh, I'm damn near a master.

(GROWLING PLAYFULLY)

CHILD: I'm gonna get you so much!

(GROWLING PLAYFULLY)

Did you get Jasper's results back?

We'll go over everything
in the conference room.

You want to wait
for your husband to get here?

Uh, not happening.

It got tough. He bailed.

His loss. Let's do this.

I knew it.

(SIGHS)

Inside, I knew it.

If I had gotten Jasper in here earlier...

We'd still be right here.

This isn't your fault at all.

You need to hear that.

(SNIFFLES) There has to be something.

I will find him
another bone marrow donor.

Even if we found one right away,
he's not healthy enough

to go through the prep regimen.

Then when can he start chemo again?

We just have to get even more aggressive.

Zoey... Jasper can't be cured.

(SIGHS) And if we tried anyway,

the treatments are painful.

I will connect you with an oncologist

so you can discuss it, but...

he would suffer.

I read about alternative
treatments in Mexico.

- We can go.
- Zoey...

No.

I will do whatever you want to do.

This is your decision.

But my job is to tell you the truth,

which is Jasper can't b*at this.

You can't stop that.
You can't change that.

None of us can.

But what you can do...

is you can focus on the quality
of life he has left.

You can be with him every step.

And you can be there for Henry.

He's gonna need you.

I knew you couldn't resist

putting your hands on my heart again.

That is a stretch.

Actually, Dr. Okafor misses
standing shoulder to shoulder

with a surgical giant on the reg.

Little housekeeping matter. Sign this.

It's a form saying that
you insist on the AorMed valve.

The website said QuoVadis is the
new protocol here at Chastain.

Which is why I need you
to insist on using the valve

that your brilliant surgeon
believes is best.

You want me to use those devices

to kick administration in the cojones?

- Mm, maybe not quite that.
- But aren't they new for a reason?

- Because they're better?
- Well, it should work that way.

But the FDA approves new devices

that have literally never been tested

inside a human. Not only do we not know

if they're better,
we don't know if they're safe.

Okay, and what exactly
do you like about the AorMed?

AUSTIN: Do you really want
to have a conversation

on the finer points of a heart valve?

MINA: Bradley used to be
a surgical resident.

At this hospital.

Great. I guess that's better
than a trip...

Triple-board-certified master
of the scalpel?

Okay, well, I still work

in the medical field, so I definitely
have an understanding of what...

AUSTIN: Nobody cares
about your understanding!

I am the surgeon. You are the patient.

I am the one who knows what's best,

and you are the one who takes
a medically induced nap

in an OR with your life
in the hands of people

who are far more experienced,
more educated and more awake.

- I don't believe it.
- KIT: Unfortunately, it's true.

Medical devices are
far less regulated than pharma.

Thousands are recalled every year

for harming the patients
they were supposed to help.

Which is why I prefer older devices

that have a proven safety record.

The hospital
wouldn't put something inside me

that would hurt me.

Doctors want the devices
that work best for patients.

Our administration chooses

the device manufacturer

that gives them
the greatest profit margin.

Now, I caution you not
to let them decide for you.

But ultimately it's your choice,

and I will support whatever you decide.

Sign the damn thing.

What was that?

That was his charm offensive.

I think maybe you're trying
to tell your boss to buzz off.

But I support it. You make the call.

Oh, I am so loving
my career change in this moment.

Poor you. I can't believe
you have to work with that guy.

Listen to me.

Good surgeons are often arrogant jerks.

But Dr. Austin has the most
skilled hands I have ever seen.

You want happy chitchat and fake empathy,

or you want your heart fixed
without complications?

I want the best surgeon
using the latest innovation.

Well, you can't have both at Chastain.

Our surgeons want proof

that whatever the latest
innovation is, it works.

Got your page. How can I help you?

Austin's X-rays.

It's a non-displaced fracture
through a benign cyst.

- He's cleared for surgery.
- Oh, good. He's one of our best.

Although he's no Kit Voss.

Thank you, Dr. Bell.

Randolph.

One of my patients is requesting
I implant a VertGuard device

instead of the QuoVadis one
for her spinal tumor resection.

I'm gonna need my device back
in this hospital

by tomorrow morning.

I made that decision
as a CEO and a surgeon.

QuoVadis is a trusted brand
with proven outcomes.

If you want me to talk
to your patient myself...

Over my dead body.

You've got some tension in your neck.

I can see it from here, Randolph.

I am not trying
to cause you stress. Truly.

(BELL CLEARS THROAT)

(JOINTS cr*ck)

- (LOUD cr*ck)
- (GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES)

Wow.

Well, that-that was...

that was effective.

How about a peace offering?

Your office in an hour?

That should be interesting.

Clear your schedule.

Hey, buddy.

Can I hang for a minute?

If you're looking for Mom,
she's in with Jasper.

Nope, just checking on you.

Do you know what I want to be
when I grow up?

A baseball player?

Not anymore.

Now I want to be a scientist
or doctor or something.

Find a cure for cancer
that could save Jasper.

You are a great brother.

Do you know that?

Is that for Jasper?

(SIGHS) His birthday's this weekend.

He loves police stuff so much.

We were gonna have a party
where he dressed up like a cop.

That's all he's been talking about.

It sucks, 'cause now we have to be here.

I think we might be able
to do something about that.

Really?

I think I can pull that off...

with a little help.

Think you can help me?

Mmm, yeah.

Perfect.

Okay, unfortunately, Make-A-Wish
couldn't do anything official

for a couple of weeks.

But they did give me...
you ready for this?

These guys.

- CONRAD: Oh...
- Right?

HENRY: Not the hat.

Jasper has his own.

Good call. Okay,
you ready for this, though?

Ta-da!

- CONRAD: Oh-ho!
- NIC: A police car!

Awesome, right?

IRVING: No, seriously, junior year,

- Decatur Community Playhouse.
- You played Macbeth?

I understudied.

We found everything on the list.

Band-Aids, ketchup, hair spray.

Oh, and these.

So...

You just found real handcuffs?

Yeah.

Hmm.

You know your part, right?

You bet I know my part.

It's almost showtime.

Uh, Dr. Voss says
I should send you straight in.

Uh... excellent.

Uh, no disturbances for the next hour.

Let's make that two.

Who are you?

I'm Ken.

What kind of pressure
do you prefer, Doctor?

Uh...

(LAUGHS)

- Oh!
- JASPER: Oh! I got .

- You won.
- I won by one point.

You did.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

I work undercover on the force.

The police station called.
There's a criminal on the loose.

ZOEY: Oh, no. A criminal?

His name is The Germ.

Things could get tough.

I need a partner.

Here.

I was gonna give this to you
for your birthday.

I can help you.

Yeah? Okay.

(IMITATING SIREN BLARING)

I got your squad car.

(IMITATES TIRES SCREECHING)

CONRAD: All right, let's solve a crime!

- NIC: All right, where to?
- CONRAD: I don't know,

but security caught The Germ on camera

- sneakin' around.
- Uh-oh.

How do we find him?

The Germ has made a move!

CONRAD: Detective Okafor! Talk to us.

He's stolen all of the bandages,

- except... one.
- CONRAD (EXHALES): Oh...

CONRAD: There's a red fingerprint on it.

You think it's blood?

That's ketchup.

Good catch, eagle eye.

Where would The Germ
have gotten into ketchup?

Oh, the cafeteria!

- (CLAPS HANDS)
- All right.

Looks like we're going there.

Ready? Let's do this!

-(IMITATING SIREN BLARING)

(IMITATING SIREN BLARING)

CONRAD: You see any clues?

Mm-mm.

I see a handprint.

Hey, mister, we're looking for The Germ.

It's Bob, okay?

I haven't seen him, but if you want food,

you're out of luck, okay,
because someone,

they stole all the sterile gloves.

I see one!

Jasper, look.

Another one, and another one.

We have to follow them!

- NIC: Move it, guys! Go!
- Let's go!

I think we're getting close.

Keep your eyes peeled, guys.

(NIC AND JASPER GASP)

- The Germ!
- He's really here!

Stop bothering me! I'm a super bug.

- How do we stop him?
- We got to use what's here.

You can't fight me.

Like, maybe this?

(THE GERM GRUNTING)

If you push these buttons
right here, you will stop him

with an electric shock.

You got this.

Stop it right now, Germ!

CONRAD: Okay, Germ,

Are you gonna give back
those bandages and gloves?

Never!

I'm MRSA the super bug.

(LOW GROWLING)

CONRAD: Okay...

stop him.

You, you little shrimp, I'll crush you.

Bring it. What are those?

What are those things?
Get away from me with those.

(STARTLED GASPS) I'm trapped!

- Don't come any closer!
- JASPER: Yeah, you are!

(GROWLS)

(GOOFY GRUNTING)

(GOOFY GROANING)

Ow! Ow! Ow. Ow.

(THE GERM CONTINUES GROANING)

You're arrested!

(THE GERM GRUNTING)

- JESSICA: Get up, kiddo.
- Don't make me go back!

It's so dark in there.

JESSICA: We got him now.

Get him out of here!

- ♪
♪
- (CHEERING)

(IMITATING SIREN WHOOPING)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

♪ ♪

(ALARM DINGING)

Is this damn hospital gonna k*ll me?

Penny, tell me what's happening.

I don't know! I woke up, the bed was wet.

I couldn't get up.

Incontinence, lack of sensation.

- Can you feel this?
- No.

- How about here?
- Nothing below my waist.

Am I paralyzed?

My guess is cauda equina syndrome.

The tumor must be compressing
the nerves of your spinal cord.

- Oh, my God, oh, my God.
- Penny, Penny,

your surgery just moved up to now, okay?

- (GASPING, CRYING)
- Book an OR.

If we don't get her in there right away,

she's never gonna walk again.

All right, fast and focused.

Pull the mayo closer.
Ten-blade, full retractor set.

- Where's Okafor?
- On the way, Dr. Voss.

Damn it.

That's the QuoVadis device.

It's the only one
they had left in supplies.

Do you want me to call
out for something else?

There's no time for that.

Looks like I have to put
a device into her spine

that I already convinced her not to use.

(BEEP BEEP)

Dr. Austin. I don't know if you
remember, but we've met before.

You're a horseman
of the apocalypse. I know.

I wanted to speak with you
about one of your patients.

- I don't do device reps. Sorry.
- Well, this device rep is

trying to tell you that Bradley
Jenkins wants a new surgeon.

Who does he want?

Archibald Simon.

I'm better than Archie. Significantly so.

That's what everyone says,
but Bradley has his heart set

on QuoVadis, and you won't use it.

I've installed over valves
from different companies.

I've tried what's out there,
and every single time

- I go back to the AorMed.
- Do what you want.

I know QuoVadis devices are gold.

I'm just trying to do you a solid.

Right. Sure you are.

Look, this doesn't affect me
one way or the other.

Either Dr. Simon puts in
the QuoVadis device here,

or Bradley says he'll transfer

to Abe Benedict at Atlanta General.

- Dr. Benedict?
- Mm-hmm.

I was his star resident.
He raised me on the AorMed.

Well, now he uses QuoVadis,

and he's willing to poach your patients.

(ABE LAUGHING)

- Austin.
- Good evening, sir.

What's that?

A mere flesh wound.

- I'll survive.
- (CHUCKLES)

ABE: Well, good to see you, as always.

- How'd you find me?
- Well, it's : ,

constitutional jog at the alma mater,

rain or shine.

I know. I'm a creature of habit.

Which is why I was surprised
to hear that you've moved away

from the heart device
you've used for years.

Why the QuoVadis valve?

Uh, well, the truth is,
valves are very similar.

Then why the switch?

- The penicillin coating.
- Really?

I thought that was
much ado about nothing.

You've found it really
makes a difference?

Reduced the rate of postoperative
endocarditis by half.

- You're certain?
- AJ, you know better than anyone

it'd have to take a great product

to get me to change my ways.

All right, well, dinner next month,

- per the youzh?
- Wouldn't miss it.

- AUSTIN: All right.
- Good to see ya.

They're bringing in a cot for you.

Thank you... both for everything.

You kidding me? It was fun.
Who knew Jasper was

such a good little detective?

I caught The Germ, Henry.

You were awesome.

Okay, Freddie Freeman, bedtime.

All right, good night, guys.

Good night, Officer Jasper.

I'm not gonna grow up
to be a police officer.

What do you want to be now?

I'm not gonna grow up.

I saw my mom crying.

I know what that means.

Can you do something for me?

Name it.

JASPER: Take care of my brother.

He fell down the stairs.

It was maybe one of those things he gets.

An absence seizure?

Can you fix him?

I can try.

My mom needs him.

Promise.

Yes.

Promise.

(CAR LOCK CHIRPS)

♪ Ta-da! ♪

- Yes.
- (LAUGHS)

Ooh.

You and Conrad were great today.

If you ever decide to leave medicine,

you have a back-up career.

As police officers?

I don't think
we really play by the rules.

No, I was thinking
as children theatre actors.

- Oh. (CHUCKLES)
- (LAUGHS)

How are you doing?

(SIGHS)

Heartbroken.

That family...

- (ALARMS BLARING)
- (PANTING)

ZOEY (CRYING): Jasper. It's okay.

- Oh, talk to me.
- Unresponsive, bradycardiac.

- Cheyne-Stokes breathing.
- You have do something.

- (CONRAD SIGHS)
- (HENRY CRYING)

- Pupils are fixed and dilated.
- Epi and atropine's maxed out.

Intracerebral hemorrhage.

- He's herniating.
- I know.

(HENRY CRIES QUIETLY)

What are... What's happening? Save him!

Zoey...

Listen to me. Jasper has a brain bleed.

Okay, so stop it.

- (CRYING)
- We can't.

No one can. His blood is...

His blood... it can't clot.

- No. No.
- This is the end.

No. (CRYING)

I don't want his last moments to
be t*rture, and neither do you.

He needs you, both of you.

I'm here, Jasper. I'm right here.

Zoey, do not miss this moment.

(SOBS)

Tell him you're here.

ZOEY: Yeah.

Tell him you love him.

(ZOEY CRIES QUIETLY)

(CONRAD PANTS)

(ZOEY SNIFFLES, CRIES)

(WHISPERING): Just tell him it's okay.

- Tell him it's okay.
- It's okay.

Tell him it's okay.

(HENRY CRIES)

ZOEY: Baby. (SNIFFLES)

It's Mommy and Henry.

(HENRY SNIFFLES, CRIES)

(SNIFFLES)

We love you... so much.

(INHALES SHARPLY, SNIFFLES)

(MONITOR BEEPS)

(ZOEY EXHALES)

(JASPER EXHALES LOUDLY)

(LOUD, DRONING BEEP)

(FLATLINE DRONE CONTINUES)

♪ ♪

Left arm...

retract the myocardium
while I finish snipping.

(SNIPPING)

There.

- Ready for valve placement.
- Pickups.

JULIAN: When you grab the valve,
it helps to...

Saleswoman, I've been
grabbing valves since...

Well, I was gonna say

since before you went to med school,

but you didn't go to med school.
You went to business school.

Wharton? U Penn?

(GROANS)

This damn valve is too big.

No, I think
you're holding it upside down,

which is, I believe, what Julian
was trying to tell you.

Speak up, then.

Put the valve on the mayo stand.

You see that white tick mark?

Clamp it there when you pick it up.

Now it's positioned for proper placement.

Easy-peasy.

MINA: Oh.

A perfect fit.

Start suturing, Dr. Okafor, please.

Six-oh Prolene to me.

For the record, I went
to dance conservatory.

- Juilliard.
- AUSTIN: Oh.

An artist. That's why
you're good in the OR.

KIT: Boo-hoo.

(BELL SIGHS)

How was that massage?

Helped with the neck tension,
but for the record,

I prefer a female massage therapist.

It's not so fun to expect one thing

and be surprised by another, is it?

The QuoVadis devices are good
for the hospital

because they're good for the patients.

Your case yesterday
had a perfect outcome.

- Yes, but that's not the point.
- What, pray tell, is the point?

You're a gifted surgeon.
In your OR, did you want

an agenda shoved down your
throat from an ivory tower?

Kit, just see the big picture,
They're innovators.

There's opportunity here
for you, as well.

- QuoVadis can...
- Let me be clear.

Perks, bonuses,
trips to Cabo as payola... no.

I'll never be a shill
for a device company,

even a reputable one.

It's not in the best interest
of my patients. And Randolph,

I have a high enough opinion of you

to believe you wouldn't do it, either.

I've gone over the surgical report.

The heart valve was installed perfectly.

Blood flow and oxygen levels are good.

- You have a new lease on life.
- And no more excuses.

You are officially included
in the Bollywood dance

- at my wedding.
- BRADLEY: No! You do not

want that. I have three
left feet. I'm serious.

Listen, if Julian can make me

look coordinated, she can teach anyone.

Devon is an exceptional student,

and we have a final rehearsal coming up.

I can catch you up in no time.

Mina,

- dance with us, too?
- Uh, just try and stop me.

Now, I have to remove the surgical drain

and the patient needs to rest.

- Okay, take care.
- Thank you.

- Mm.
- Sorry.

- Sorry.
- See you later, man.

Thanks for everything.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So... those two?

- He's engaged.
- And she is gorgeous.

So is Devon's fiancée, Priya.

Mina, has having a boyfriend
turned you into a romantic?

I have always been a romantic.

And I've romantically learned
to mind my own business.

Okay. So you trust Julian?

Not at all.

I trust Devon.

("HEARTBEAT" BY ALICE BOMAN BEGINS)

♪ The black above is dense with stars ♪

♪ Can anybody hear me? ♪

♪ Can you hear my heartbeat? ♪

♪ Can you hear my heartbeat? ♪

♪ Can you hear my heartbeat? ♪

♪ Can you hear my heartbeat? ♪

(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Nice watch.

You're right.

- Those stipends are generous.
- Yeah, well,

it pays to be a QuoVadis Opinion Leader.

Now, Dr. Benedict...

let's discuss Cabo details.