.
- I would've done the dishes.
You cooked; it's only fair that I clean.
- It takes you longer to get ready.
- Is that what this is really about?
You just being considerate?
- Don't think I don't notice.
- Navy OCD.
Every single time I wash a dish, you come behind me
to wash it again.
- Yes, you do. - No, I don't.
- Yes, you do. - I don't do that.
- Ethan.
- Uh, I got evicted.
- I didn't pay the rent. - Hm.
- It was an act of protest.
The landlord wouldn't fix the sink.
- That's not right.
Please?
- No. - Just for a couple days.
- No!
- Ethan.
This is your sister.
What is she supposed to do? Sleep on the street?
There's no one else you can stay with?
- No.
- The place is clean.
I expect to find it that way when we get home.
- You will. - That means no friends.
No parties. - I promise.
Ah, thank you, thank you.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
- Please! My daughter needs help!
Can you help us?
Please.
- I don't know what's wrong with her.
Take it easy. I'm not gonna hurt you.
- Dr. Charles.
- Dr. Haywood. Are you all right?
- No, I'm not all right.
I'm having ectopic heartbeats.
They just doubled my Lasix.
What do I need to do for you to put me on that transplant list?
- Look, as we discussed,
I can't put anyone on the list.
I just make a recommendation.
Have you thought about-- - Yeah, yeah, I get it.
I get it.
I know what you want me to do.
- Bob.
Bob.
- Sarah.
I reconnected with you only to take advantage of you,
and that did not work out.
I'm no longer asking you to take care of me
or support me.
I no longer want to be a part of your life.
We're done.
It's not personal. It's just the way I'm wired.
Understand?
Good.
There.
Honestly. Self-sufficiency.
Fiscal responsibility.
I think I checked all the boxes.
♪
- I need a psych consult.
28-year-old female,
father found her tied to a bed at his ex-wife's house.
Some lacerations, pressure sores.
She's extremely dehydrated.
- Dr. Reese, if you need to take a moment...
- No, no. No, I'm fine.
♪
- I'm Dr. Charles.
Can you tell me what happened to your daughter?
- It's my crazy ex-wife.
She's been unbalanced before, but...
- Ma'am, you can't-- - Katherine!
- You were keeping her prisoner.
Are you insane?
- You had no right to kidnap her.
My daughter needs to be discharged immediately.
- I'm afraid we can't do that.
- It's nothing you can help her with.
I need to get her home now.
- You're torturing her!
- No, I am not the one who's harming her.
Who is harming her?
- The demon
we've been trying to exercise.
- The mom-wrath! Mom-wrath!
My daughter is possessed!
She's possessed!
♪
- So Ms. Campbell, when did your daughter
start having these symptoms?
- About nine months ago.
- And was she experiencing any emotional stress at the time?
- I'm sorry, why are you speaking to her
as if she's a rational person?
- Mr. Ferris, please.
- No. She had just made partner
at her firm, was seeing a nice guy.
Then out of nowhere, she began acting strangely.
She couldn't leave the house, couldn't work.
She couldn't take care of herself,
and so I brought her home.
- There are a couple of tests that I'd like to run.
- There's no point.
I have taken her to countless doctors, psychiatrists.
They have run all the tests.
No one can figure out what is wrong with her.
- So exorcism is the answer.
- It was starting to work.
She was starting to come back.
Look, I am not a religious person.
But I have exhausted every other option.
Katherine wets the bed.
She speaks in tongues,
shouts at empty rooms.
- There is no such thing as demonic possession!
- I am not interested in your opinion.
I want her discharged immediately.
- I think it's safe to say that your daughter
is a potential threat to herself,
and it would be my advice to commit her,
at least temporarily until we can figure out what's going on.
- I have power of attorney over my daughter's medical care,
and if you put her on a psychiatric hold,
I will have my lawyer down here.
- Ms. Campbell, your daughter is severely dehydrated
and malnourished.
At least let us hang some IV fluids
until we stabilize her.
- As soon as she's rehydrated, I am taking her home.
- Dr. Reese, can you please take Mr. Ferris
to the consultation room?
Thank you.
- I love my daughter.
- I am sure that you have her best interest at heart.
- Thank you. - We are going to take care
of Katherine as quickly as we possibly can.
In the meantime, why don't you try
and get yourself comfortable in the waiting room.
- Thank you.
- Um, well, the mom seems kind of rational.
Last possession case I read about,
the underlying issue was actually neurological.
I think maybe we could sneak her in for a quick MRI,
see if we can cross it off the list?
- Yeah, I'll let radiology know she's coming.
- Okay.
- Foreign.
I was gonna grab a cup of coffee.
You free?
- Oh, thanks, but I actually just had
my third cup of the day.
Think I've had enough caffeine.
- Probably.
- Excuse me.
Dr. Frisch is on her way,
but can someone take a look at my daughter?
Her fever seems worse. - Sure.
I'll see you later.
- Hi, I'm Dr. Manning.
- It's Lily.
I can't Dr. Frisch because she was short of breath.
The girls are her patients.
- Lily's fingers are cold.
- You know, when one girl's sick,
it might be best not to keep her in such close contact
with her sister.
- We don't really have a choice.
♪
- Lily's on the left.
♪
- Hey, Maggs. - Hey.
- Yeah. This afternoon.
Ms. Goodwin want me to come early to prep.
- I'm sure it'll all work out.
- Yeah, I know.
If they decide to report me to IDPH,
I could lose my nursing license.
- Don't go there yet. - Yeah.
Thanks. Um, Mr. Blalock?
Why are you roaming around?
- I saw you. I just wanted to say hello.
- Hello. Let's get you situated.
- You look funny out of scrubs.
- No. Monique?
- Maggie. Are you back?
- Working on it. There you go.
Mr. Blalock has emphysema and comes in regularly
to be treated with Atrovent and Solu-Medrol.
Until his treatment, he's weak
and a fall risk.
He should have a yellow bracelet.
- Sure. Okay.
- You stay in bed till after your treatment, Mr. Blalock.
- Hopefully I see you later.
Okay.
Sharon.
- I was just on my way up to see you.
- Head on up and make yourself comfortable.
I'll catch up with you soon. - All right. Hey.
- Todd.
Marcy. - Ms. Goodwin, hi.
Dr. Rhodes. Dr. Frisch.
- I see you have met the Cronin twins.
- Yep. - They're scheduled for
separation surgery in ten weeks.
The hospital has assembled a team
from 12 different departments.
Dr. Frisch is their pediatric cardiologist.
- I detected scattered rhonchi in both of Lily's lungs.
Intercostal and thoracoabdominal retractions.
I'm thinking pneumonia,
but I was about to order a Babygram and a CBC.
- Thank you, Dr. Manning. We'll handle it from here.
- Sure.
- Let's get 'em up to the PICU.
I want a transthoracic echo and an EKG.
- And blood and sputum cultures.
- All right, you two.
Let's get going.
- Mr. Tucker. I'm Dr. Halstead.
Hello. - Hi.
- Tell me how you're feeling.
- Call me Malcolm. I'm fine.
- He gave us quite a scare.
- I just need my antibiotics.
- Says you've got acute abdominal pain
and shortness of breath.
- Just the belly pain.
The shortness of breath came on only 'cause I knew
I was dropping at least a grand on that ambulance ride.
- Dad, can you please stop complaining
about the ambulance?
- So you're not short of breath?
- Maybe a little. It's probably from the drive.
We just drove in from Cincinnati to visit our boy.
- He just started at Northwestern this fall.
- Congratulations.
- Thanks. - Good school.
- A scholarship would've been nice.
- Malcolm.
- Sorry.
Genius that I am, I left my antibiotics, the Flagyl,
at home.
- Diverticulitis.
Look, we're supposed to have a tour of the campus
in a few hours, so could you just refill my antibiotics
and we can get out of here.
- Well, shortness of breath isn't usually
a symptom of diverticulitis,
so I need to see what's going on with that.
I want to run a few tests.
- Dad. - Stop being a pain.
You have insurance.
- I just want to make sure
we're not dealing with something else.
- Okay.
But just the bear minimum.
- This echo shows significant dilatation
of both the right and left ventricles.
If we look here, at Twin A...
- For the record, Twin A is Lily.
- The aortic stenosis has significantly diminished
forward flow
and has compromised ejection fraction to 19%.
- You're saying, essentially, that she's in heart failure.
- She will die within the next few hours
without intervention, yes.
- And if she does, she takes Dot with her.
- We need to consider moving up the separation surgery.
- We're not prepared.
We haven't rehearsed the procedure.
- And even if we had, it's not an option.
The surgery is scheduled for when it is
so the twins can grow.
- Well, I'm not taking the word of a couple fellows.
Page Dr. Latham.
- He's gonna tell you the same thing.
The twins aren't robust enough yet to survive the surgery.
- Go.
♪
.
- The surgery involves separating the twins'
chest wall and reconstructing their shared atrium.
However, we still don't have a clear enough image
of their liver's venous system to determine
if it can be split.
In addition, Lily is now immunocompromised.
- If you had to estimate the odds of success...
That both survive?
Zero. Lily is not strong enough.
- But if we concentrated all of our efforts on Dot,
would we be able to save her?
- Yes, I believe so.
- Hold on a second.
Are we actually discussing terminating Lily's life?
- We are discussing the best course of action.
- Well, if as Dr. Krasny said,
the problem is Lily's underlying condition,
we should be addressing that.
- You mean take them to the cath lab?
- Exactly.
We widen Lily's aortic valve,
increase her blood flow.
- Too risky.
- We still don't have a real grasp
of the twins' vascular anatomy--
the routing, how open the lumen is.
We're just guessing until we open them up.
- I completely agree we need a better roadmap.
That's why we should first perform a transesophageal echo.
- You want to put the twins under general anesthesia--
waste one of the few hours we might have left--
so you can get a better roadmap
for a procedure too risky to even try?
Dr. Latham, care to wrangle your fellow?
- Having to surrender a child is tragic.
I'd be remiss if we didn't exhaust every opportunity
to try to save her.
I second Dr. Rhodes' recommendation.
- All right. Let's get the echo.
♪
- Dr. Rhodes, Dr. Bekker, a moment.
If we are successful in saving both the twins,
and the separation surgery can go as scheduled,
I have decided to name Dr. Rhodes as my second.
Dr. Bekker, I'd still like you to be prepared as backup.
- Of course.
♪
Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- So I've written down a few notes
explaining the situation.
- It may not be necessary.
Peter?
- So what if I told you
that when you criked Jill Fisher,
you weren't acting as a nurse but as a licensed paramedic.
- I don't get it.
- As a nurse you're not permitted to crike a patient.
You haven't been trained to do so.
- You received state-approved training
on how to perform a cricothyrotomy.
So you were not acting out of scope.
You were acting as a licensed paramedic.
- Your license is still valid, I hope.
- Yes, I have it at home.
- Good. Go get it. Bring it to the hearing.
- Okay, now, there is a wild car.
Because if Fishers were to file suit this would all be moot,
and the hospital would have no choice but to sanction you.
- But there's been no legal action taken,
so keep your fingers crossed.
- I will. Thank you. Thank you both so much.
- It's very often emotional distress
that triggers this kind of dissociative state.
- What kind of emotional distress?
- We were hoping you could tell us.
- To be honest, we had just begun
to reestablish a relationship.
I hadn't seen Kat much after I split with her mother
22 years ago.
- Well, it was a pretty ugly divorce.
I mean, you've seen how unstable my ex-wife is.
After we split, she poisoned my relationship with Kat.
And...
That's really my biggest regret,
is that I let Samantha push me out of my daughter's life.
Once I reconnected with Kat,
I swore to her that I would never let that happen again.
- And when was that, you two reconnecting?
- About a year ago, I reached out to her.
- I had a heart attack.
And it nearly killed me.
And I swore that I needed to make up for lost time,
so I would fly in once in a while.
We went to dinner.
And then she moves back in with my ex-wife
and then stops returning my calls and then
I get worried.
And so I fly out here to see what's going on and...
And now it's all this.
♪
- What if Katherine's suffering from severe separation anxiety?
- She lost him once in the divorce.
He has a heart attack. She almost loses him again.
- Well, according to his version of events,
I guess that's certainly possible.
- Yeah, I don't know where it leaves us, though.
It's not like we can get someone in Katherine's state
to open up.
♪
- So Malcolm, your labs are back,
and I don't think you were correctly diagnosed.
- I think your previous physician
was thrown by the abdominal pain.
but I don't believe we're looking at diverticulitis.
- I'm not sure yet.
I need to get a CT of your chest and abdomen.
- No way.
Just discharge me; I'll figure this out when I get home.
- Wait, Dad. This could be serious.
- I'm gonna have to agree with your son.
- Just get me my pills, all right?
Just get me the hell--
- Malcolm!
Oh, God.
- Lean back, Mr. Tucker.
Just breathe.
His oxygen saturation is dropping.
Up his O2 to 5 liters.
- There's fluid in his lungs.
Set me up for a chest tube.
Give him two of Versed.
- Got it.
- Hang in there.
♪
- Lymphatic fluid.
It was putting pressure on his lung.
He must have ruptured his thoracic duct.
How?
- I don't know.
Has he been in a car accident recently?
- No, nothing like that.
- Well, the duct could have been damaged due to
an inflammatory disease or a tumor--let's go--
maybe heart failure.
- You're saying he either has cancer or heart failure?
- Mrs. Tucker, these are all just possibilities.
We need to run more tests.
- Just help my dad!
.
- Her IV bag is almost empty.
- Clock's ticking. We're gonna have to discharge her.
- Okay.
We got to buy a little more time.
April, hang another bag of saline.
Ease her off sedation.
I want her as lucid as possible when I talk to her.
- You're gonna try talk therapy?
I thought she was too volatile for that.
- Well, I wasn't planning on necessarily getting
a whole lot of help from Katherine.
- You're gonna talk to the demon?
If she's locked in a dissociative state
because of some repressed trauma,
I mean, maybe, you know, the demon
can give us a clue that might help us unlock her.
- Did I just hear them say
they're going to talk to a demon?
- Speaking of which, I wonder what my sister's doing.
Think she's burned my apartment down yet?
- I actually called her to check in.
- She wanted to know where the laundry detergent is,
even asked if we had anything
we wanted her to throw in the load.
Emily?
- O, ye of little faith.
- Where do you think you're going, John?
- Just getting some fresh air.
- Uh-huh.
Give me the cigarette.
Oh, come on. - The pack.
- I'm down to five a day. Give me a break.
You're being treated for emphysema.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
They said that you got suspended.
- So when are you gonna get unsuspended?
- I doubt that I am.
- My paramedic license.
It was supposed to get me my job back.
Problem is, it expired two weeks ago
and I didn't know about it.
- And they're going to can you for that?
This here is your calling.
They all gotta know that by now.
♪
- You better get back to the E.D.
♪
- It ain't fair a little piece of paper, two weeks past due,
gonna say whether you get to be a nurse.
No, that ain't right.
♪
- Hello, Barry.
This is a surprise.
- Yeah.
- I heard about the suspension.
Sorry for the tough break.
- Sure. What's on your mind?
- You have a friend at the EMS division of public health,
don't you?
- I do.
- Well, maybe he could help me out?
My license--I missed the renewal deadline by two weeks.
I need it to be current.
- You want him to fudge the date for you?
- Two weeks.
I'm not gonna lose my career for two weeks.
You weren't so keen on bending the truth
when I was the one doing it.
- Okay, forget it. I knew this was a bad idea.
- Hold on.
You need this when?
- My hearing's in two hours.
- I'll make the call.
♪
- Hey, um... - Hey.
- I was just wondering if you had a moment
to help me with a diagnosis.
- Great.
I got a patient with a muddy constellation of symptoms,
and I just can't nail down the cause.
- Okay.
- A middle-aged guy, diagnosed with diverticulitis,
you know, but inconsistencies in his labs
and a sudden chylothorax tells me it's not.
- I agree.
- No evidence of trauma.
So I'm thinking either lymphoma or sarcoidosis.
And sarcoidosis is almost impossible to diagnose,
which is why it should always be kept on the differential.
- That is what they taught us in med school.
- Right.
Excuse me. Sorry.
- Anyway, uh, because he's coughing up blood,
I'm leaning toward sarcoid.
- Um, then order an MRI and a biopsy to confirm.
- Yep, already did.
- Well, great; it sounds like you've got it
all under control.
- Well, I just wasn't sure if I was missing something.
- Doesn't sound like you're missing anything.
Look, I've got to get back upstairs to my patients.
Okay?
- Okay. Thanks. - Yeah.
- There doesn't appear to be much calcification
on the valve. I think I can get a wire in.
- Still too risky.
The odds just aren't in our favor.
- As I said earlier.
- Taking them to the cath lab
is the only change to save both babies.
- Or lose both.
There are umpteen things that could prove fatal.
If the balloon ruptures, or the catheter perforates the heart,
both babies would die instantly.
- Believe me, Dr. Rhodes, I share your disappointment.
It's not the outcome any of us were hoping for.
But the math doesn't work.
I recommend separating Dot from Lily immediately.
Let's save the one child.
- How about we let the parents decide?
- It's a tough decision we're asking them to make.
I don't want to confuse them with too many alternatives.
- It is our duty to explain both options.
- There's only one option!
Separate them now so Dot can live.
♪
- The CT team is unanimously behind this recommendation.
- Finally, consensus.
Now shall we?
♪
- They're being realistic.
Odds are near impossible to save them both.
- This is one time we shouldn't be playing the odds.
♪
- I'm very sorry, but at least we can save one of your girls.
- No. There's got to be
something else that you can try.
Connor?
- Oh, my baby.
My baby.
- It'll take us a little time to get prepped.
Be with your girls until then.
♪
- Her sedation's worn off; she should be awake.
Good luck.
- Hi. I'm Dr. Charles. This is Dr. Reese.
Could you--could you tell me your name?
- You're in a hospital.
You're safe.
- Jub. Jub. Mom-wrath.
- Mom-wrath! Shun-it! Shun-it!
Shun-it! Shun-it! Shun-it! Shun-it! Shun-it! Shun-it!
- Take it easy. Take it easy.
Take--
- Little help! Little help, please!
- Jub! Jub! Jub! Jub!
- Push 2 of Versed.
- Got it.
- Jub! Jub! Jub! Jub!
Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom.
♪
- It's just gibberish.
- The manxome... the mom-wrath...
The manxome... mom-wrath...
♪
- I'm not so sure about that.
♪
.
♪
- Dr. Rhodes. It's time.
♪
- My baby.
My baby.
♪
- Joshua, hold on.
Todd, Marcy.
Can I speak to you for a second?
♪
- Dr. Rhodes. Where are the twins?
- The Cronins have changed their mind.
They want us to perform the valvuloplasty.
- We had a plan going forward
that we all agreed upon.
- It's what the parents want.
- You went around our backs.
- Yeah, because you never gave them all their options.
- You had no right to push your agenda with the parents.
- You told the Cronins what this procedure entails.
- Yes, I did.
- And they understand the risks, all the risks?
- Yes.
Dr. Latham, I walked them through it all.
- I'll talk to them. Maybe I can walk it back.
- No, it's too late.
We need to proceed with alacrity and confidence.
Dr. Bekker, prep the hybrid suite and notify the team.
- Yes, sir.
♪
Sharon?
I'm not late, am I?
It took me longer than I thought to find this.
- You're not late, Maggie.
There's not going to be a hearing.
- Well, the family's not gonna sue.
The way they see it, you saved their daughter's life.
They actually advocated on your behalf.
You got your job back.
You didn't need that after all.
- Oh.
That's great.
- Yeah. Sometimes the good guys win.
- Yeah.
- I'll see you at work tomorrow.
- Yeah.
- That's right; an inflammatory disease in your lungs.
The biopsy confirmed it.
The good news is the MRI shows
it hasn't affected your central nervous system.
Biopsy?
- While there's no cure per se,
most people respond well to medication.
I am hopeful we caught it early enough
so it can still be managed.
- We thought we were gonna lose you there for a second, Dad.
- Why don't you and your mom
give me a moment with the doctor?
- Thank you, Dr. Halstead.
- My pleasure.
- What's this all gonna cost me?
- How about you just concentrate
on trying to get back on your feet.
- No. Give me an estimate.
The biopsy, the MRI.
All these tubes.
What's it all come out to? 100 grand?
Two hundred? Three?
- I really don't know.
How can you call for all these tests
when you have no idea how much they cost?
- Your wife said you have insurance.
- She doesn't know I switched to a cheaper plan
so we could afford our son's tuition.
This is all out of network for me.
Insurance won't cover any of it.
- I am sorry.
But everything I did was to save your life.
- Well, you shouldn't have.
At least they could've collected my life insurance.
Now what?
I gotta pull my son outta school.
We're ruined.
You should've let me die.
♪
- So believe it or not, there is, in fact,
the case to be made that your daughter is possessed.
- Not by a malevolent demon,
but, well, by her six-year-old self.
What do you mean?
- We suspect that this could be the result of a trauma
she experienced when she was a little girl.
- I don't understand.
- It's called Dissociative Repression.
Disagreeable memories or personality fragments
are "split off" and then pushed down into the subconscious.
- Yeah, and in your daughter's case,
this fragment has resurfaced
and perhaps hijacked her entire persona.
- How could you possibly know that's what's going on?
- Well, aside from the bed wetting and the tantrums,
the biggest clue is her language.
It took me a while to realize
this is not all gibberish.
It's, well, it's Lewis Carroll.
There's a poem called "Jabberwocky"
from "Through The Looking-Glass."
Do either of you remember reading this to her
when she was a child?
- I didn't. Uh...
- No, I don't think so.
- Wait. You did.
When she was little, I remember.
- Mr. Ferris, would you mind just reading
a little bit of this?
- Oh, this is ridiculous-- psychobabble.
Look, my daughter's very ill.
She's not a child; she's a demented adult.
- Just humor me, please.
- No, no.
We need to get her to a real expert and not this quack.
- Just read the damn book, Jerome.
- No! I'm not going to do it!
It's ridiculous.
- In that case, will you allow me?
"'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
"Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
"All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe."
- No, no. No, no.
No. No.
- Stop it, you're upsetting her.
- No, no, no, no.
- "'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!'"
- Don't! No! No, please.
- Stop this! - No! No!
Please, please, please, don't!
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
I remember. She'd be crying.
She'd say it was the monster from the book,
and I thought it was all in her head, but...
It was you.
- Now see what you've done. I told you that she's unstable.
- I always suspected you, but I didn't want to believe it.
I couldn't believe it. I--
- You're insane.
- Oh.
- I heard enough of this.
I'm not listening to this anymore.
- Oh, my poor baby! Oh, my God!
♪
A child. A little girl!
- Leave me alone. - You destroyed her.
You know that? - Dr. Reese, enough!
- You're the demon! You!
- Dr. Reese!
You let this go. You hear me?
He might be a monster; he's not the one who hurt you.
He's not the one you want to be yelling at.
♪
.
- Passing the wire into the aortic valve.
All right, I'm in. Balloon.
Marty. - Got to run a VTAC.
- You tickled the ventricle.
- Damn it.
- Pull the wire back.
Carefully.
- Back in sinus rhythm.
- Okay.
Moving back in.
- Lidocaine.
- Give me the balloon.
- Here.
- Balloon is aligned.
Dilating the aortic valve now.
♪
Marty, talk to me.
- Good contractions and a better flow across the valve.
Looks like it worked.
Both girls are stabilized.
♪
- There she is. Let's celebrate.
What's the matter?
- I didn't need this.
Take the win and be happy.
- But I betrayed myself-- what I believe is right.
- Maggie, you did what it took to survive, that's all.
- That's not the finest motivation.
Now I have to live with it!
- Let me buy you dinner. Come on.
- No. - Maggie.
- You helped me out.
Let me buy you dinner.
- I'm sorry.
- Look, you haven't had the easiest road.
- Well, certainly not as bad as hers.
How do we even begin to treat someone like her?
- Well, same way we treat any victim of childhood trauma.
Try and get those repressed feelings up to the surface
so we can address 'em.
♪
- So my patient, we were right. It was sarcoidosis.
But here's the thing--
- Will, I'm sorry but I'm running late
and I need to get home to Owen.
Have a good night.
- Sure. You too.
Natalie.
You avoiding me?
- Will, I told you last week--
I need a break, okay?
♪
- Good work, and I know the board is very happy.
- The twins do seem to be responding well
to the valvuloplasty.
Perhaps I overestimated the risks.
- Dr. Latham, I want this diva benched
for the separation surgery.
Dr. Bekker can be your second.
- With all due respect, Dr. Frisch,
CT is my department.
I'll decide who'll be my second.
- Thank you for that.
- To perform an operation with as many moving parts as this,
you need confidence that the people
that you are working with
are pulling in the same direction.
I fear, Dr. Rhodes, that you are not a team player--
that you are, in fact, a diva.
I'm replacing you with Dr. Bekker.
♪
- That is your decision to make.
It's my turn to offer congratulations.
♪
- I don't smell smoke, that's a good sign.
- Ethan, give her a chance.
- Hey. Come on in. - Hi.
- You had chicken in the freezer,
so I made dinner.
Kind of a cacciatore.
- It smells so good.
Aren't you gonna join us?
- I don't want to intrude. This is your space.
- You're not intruding.
- Em... Thank you.
- Yeah, least I could do.
- I'm gonna go wash up.
- Hey.
Set another place.
- Okay.
♪
- Emily, can I talk to you a sec?
- Oh, God.
I was gonna throw those down the toilet
but I got afraid they'd clog it up and I forgot.
- Did you have people over here?
- No, just a couple friends.
- Emily, this is his apartment.
- I know, I know. I promise
it'll never happen again.
Please don't tell Ethan.
I promise.
- Yeah. Let's eat.
♪
- Is it over and Natalie just doesn't have the heart
to tell me?
What the hell is a break anyway?
- Yeah, I might be the wrong guy to ask.
The last time a girlfriend asked for a break,
she moved to Minneapolis.
So...
All right.
I got early rounds tomorrow.
- Mm-hmm.
No, no, I got this.
- Yeah. - All right, well,
thank you.
Need a lift?
- Nah.
I'm gonna stay a little longer and lick my wounds.
- All right. I'll see you soon, bud.
- All right.
- It's all yours.
Maia Frisch.
I'll have a gin martini
and another round for my friend here.
You'll join me for one, right?
♪