All language subtitles for Watson S01E05 - The Man with the Glowing Chest (Awafim.tv)

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YOUNG VOICE:
To my classmates, faculty,

and to our distinguished guests,

my name is Taryn Quintyne.

It is my honor
to represent

the class of 2016

as our valedictorian.

As your valedictorian.

(coughs)

Over the past
four years,

we made
lifelong friends.

We fell for our first boyfriend,

our second boyfriend...

...hey, maybe even
our third boyfriend.

Excuse me.

Most of you know about
my challenge-- (coughing)

(clears throat)
I call it

"the bully."
(coughing)

Taryn, one to ten,
how bad is it?

Not today, please, not today!

(coughing)
Be honest with me, baby.

One to ten?

I'm calling, I'm calling.

(coughing)

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DOCTOR: They can cure
sickle cell now.

What a world.

The disease has been
around forever, I guess.

Someone figures out
how to slice up DNA strands,

change it and boom: cure.

We live in amazing times.

Who are they
curing, exactly?

There are two versions
on the market.

One costs $3 million.

The other's a bargain at two.

Insurance covers
exactly none of it.

These things take time.

They shouldn't, but they do.

I'll let your hematologist
know you're back again.

We'll get you admitted.

Get you a blood transfusion
and send you home

with some pain control.

Hmm.

Usual drill.
Usual drill.

NURSE (over P.A.):
Code Blue in Room 3422.

Code Blue in Room 3422.

Th...

The...

SASHA:
"The man
with the glowing chest"?

Is that a metaphor?

Riddle, metaphor.

Expression of Watson's
unchecked vanity.

I could puzzle it out,

but that's exactly
what Watson wants.

(text sends)

You want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Honey, we've all
written rage emails.

SASHA:
You hitting send on that?

INGRID: I'm
lead neurologist

on this Spinal Signal Project.

We're vetting candidates
for the surgery,

and the chairman keeps
rejecting my suggestions.

I'm lead neurologist.

Is that an official title,
or are you just

the only neurologist?

These people are going to have

AI implants in their
brain and spinal cords.

We're going to help
paralyzed people walk again.

The trial needs
young candidates.

Oh, wow. Are you gonna yell
your way to get what you want?

I'm not yelling.

I'm typing.

(banging on keyboard)

(phone chimes)

We live in amazing times.

I mean, a divorced schmuck
in Pittsburgh

can sink a few grand
into gene-editing equipment,

and boom: glowing chest.

Yes, yes,
you did it, Hobie.

I'm not sure
why you did it,

or even if it's safe,
but you did it.

What do you mean
you don't know why?

(phone chimes)
Glowing chest!

(laughs) Ah, see,
that's the thing, Hobie,

I've never once
looked at my chest

and said, "I wish
that thing could glow."

Well, yeah,
why would you?

I mean, your pecs are glorious.

You're, like, in the top
one percent of chests worldwide.

Ah, stop.

Guys like me?

We need a little shine.

Right?
Yeah, well, you're shining.

You have to admit
it's a cool idea.

That's why you answered
my emails in the first place.

No, I recall emailing you back
to advise you

against hacking
your own genome.

So I just come
to make sure you're okay and...
(phone chimes)

...track the side effects
of amateur biohacking.

I... yeah,
wouldn't say "amateur."

I'm sorry, my colleagues
are having trouble

with the concept.
You mind if I take a picture?

No, no, no, go ahead.

You don't even
need a flash.
All right.

ADAM:
That is a glowing chest.

I have
so many questions.

Someone's been
messing with CRISPR.

I've seen frogs engineered
with firefly genes.

But I have never seen that.

One man's tool to correct

genetic mutations
is another man's tool--

Look at them.

Mm.
Look at us why?

'Cause it's obvious
what you're thinking.

What are we thinking?

INGRID:
If that guy can get

his chest to glow,
can he also...?

We can make
a glowing penis.

We have the
technology.

I'll alert
the Nobel Committee.

(chuckles)

Well, anyway, you're
the same as last week.

Everything's fine.

Yeah, I'm more
than fine.

I'm glowing.

You're glowing.
(laughs)

My guy.
(phone chimes)

MARY:
Her name is Taryn Quintyne.

She's been admitted
to UHOP

five times
in the past few months.

At 26?

Oh, sickle cell.

I got it.

She lives in more
or less constant pain,

and she knows
there's a cure out there

that no one
will let her have.

Well, I could fix her
in a single day.

I'm serious.

Look, sickle cell's
genetic.

The breakthrough happened
when they developed CRISPR.

You can edit your
own genome now.

It's a tool,
these drug companies

just patented
one way to use it.

So, yes, I could fix
her in a single day.

Of course, I'd have to
skip the clinical trials,

go around the FDA,

and then I'd be arrested,
but I could fix her.

John, join me back on Earth.

This woman had a stroke
in our ER today.

They were slammed, and it was 20
minutes before they found her.

Taryn Quintyne suffered alone
for 20 minutes in my hospital.

I want to help her.

There's a clinical
trial coming together.

An alternate version of
the sickle cell cure.

I want to try to
get Taryn into it,

but with her
symptoms right now...

she's in rough shape.
They'd never take her.

So figure out why the sickle
cell is worsening so rapidly,

stabilize her so she can be
eligible for the trial.

Right, I got you.

"I got you"?

That's it?

I mean, should there be more?

You're being very cooperative.

Is that a problem?
Not a problem.

Weird,
maybe a little suspicious,

but not a problem.

Okay, well...

I got you.

TARYN:
Who is that?

Are you my doctor?

WATSON:
Are you having trouble seeing,
Taryn?

Everything
is blurry.

I hit the call button,
and no one came.

Okay, I'm here now,
I'm here now.

I need you to stay very still.

I'm gonna shine a light
into your eyes, okay?

What is wrong with me?
Am I going blind?

Just give me
one second.

Your eyes are bleeding
from the inside.

* *

You want to put a needle
in my eyeball?

Take this thing off me, please.
Okay.

The injections will
help you with--

I have spoken
to four different people

since I was admitted.

Who is my doctor

and what is my treatment plan?

I'm so sorry, Taryn.

I didn't take the time
to introduce myself.

My name is John Watson
and I am your doctor.

Myself and a team
of four specialists,

we're gonna take you on
as a patient at our clinic.

You're in good hands.

Now, my immediate plan--

with your permission,
of course--

will be to give you
an anti-vascular

endothelial growth factor
injection,

which should help
stabilize your vision.

You're gonna feel pressure
from a needle,

but it's not gonna hurt.

Okay.

All right.

Eye hemorrhaging isn't
a common side effect

of a sickle cell episode.

Was this
your first time?

(grunts) My first stroke, too.

The attacks have been getting
worse all year.

Well, your stroke seemed
to be relatively mild,

but considering your age,

the long-term trends
are very concerning.

Well, I have a journal
in my bag.

Everything that's happened,

it's all in there.

Doctors' names,
dates seen...

...prescriptions.
You're very organized.

I'm a software engineer.

Got to keep the
code stacks tidy.

But data,

that's how I fight
the bully.

And a lot of good
it's doing me.

"The bully."

It's a good name
for sickle cell.

Kicks you while you're down.
But I'll tell you what.

We're gonna help you
punch back.

But first...

I need to help you
see again.

And I will tell you one thing
that I know for sure:

There's a cure for sickle cell.

You definitely shouldn't be
suffering like this.

According to this journal,
Taryn Quintyne has been

hospitalized five times
in three months.

I'm sorry,
that is too many times,

even for a sickle cell patient.

She is 26 years old.

Her symptoms are presenting
as sickle cell,

but maybe that's a misdiagnosis.

If hers was picked up
on a newborn screening,

methods back then
were prehistoric.

This could be
hemoglobin SC disease or--

She has sickle cell.

Taryn Quintyne has
sickle cell disease.

In fact, let me help.

This is a rare case where an
exclamation point is necessary.

I looked up her peripheral smear
today in the lab,

and she has sickle cell.

INGRID:
Okay, so

opioids, fluids...

The mystery here isn't what's
wrong with Taryn Quintyne.

No, the mystery is,
why do we live in a world

that could cure her, but won't?

STEPHENS:
Because...

we do?

WATSON:
And what do
we do about that?

Aside from the obvious answer.

There's an
obvious answer?

Of course there is.
We have CRISPR.

We can easily replicate a cure

with a day of focused work.

Honestly, we could beat it.

Sorry. Science cured
sickle cell disease,

and you are unimpressed?

Well, the science is impressive,

but that's
neither here nor there.

We can't duplicate the cure
because, of course,

that would be "illegal."

I don't think you need
air quotes for that.

WATSON:
We can proceed

on three fronts.

Make sure there's nothing
else wrong with Taryn

that's causing the escalation
of her symptoms.

Twins, you two supervise
a high performance

liquid
chromatography test.

Monitor Taryn's recovery
from this crisis.

Decrease the frequency
of the episodes

so she's eligible
for clinical trials.

Dr. Derian, Dr. Lubbock,
that's on you.

You can also
look through her journal

for more clues
while you're at it.

INGRID:
You held up
two fingers.

You said
we'd proceed on three fronts.

You held up two fingers.

There's a cure for sickle cell.

The science is mediocre,

the cost is $3 million
out of pocket,

and it's the property
of a lawyered-up monolith,

but it does exist.

Our patient will have it.

SASHA:
Taryn can see.

The anti-VEGF
injections worked.

Hydromorphone's
helping with the pain.

She's on her way
to some relief.

Anything in
her journal?

She's getting worse.
More symptoms, more often.

The time between

each crisis
keeps shrinking.

How would
you do this?

I want
this patient

admitted to my spinal project.

The chairman has dismissed
two of my candidates.

You're ruthless.
How would you get this one in?

I beg your pardon?

I am not ruthless.

Did you work group projects
in med school?

Mm.
Okay, when you
were on one,

and you didn't like how it
was going, what'd you do?

Took on
all the work.

Offered to write up
the project

so I could throw out
any bad ideas.

Made sure
the professors

knew who
did everything.

I mean, you can't come out
and say that, obviously,

but there are ways.

You would beat up a baby

if it stood in between
you and an "A."

Babies can't stand.

What do I do here?

Teach me your sinister ways.

(chuckles)

All right.

"Gigi Grigoryan."

Who is she?

Someone I want
in the trial.

You need
to tell a story.

Why should it be Gigi?

Make a case,
pull some heartstrings,

drop a hint as to
what could possibly happen

if the trial excludes

deserving young
candidates like her.

You ruthless bitch.

You have to be subtle.

It's not a threat.

You're just... voicing concern.

SHINWELL:
You're quiet today, guv.

No.
Big ideas brewing in
there tonight, eh?

I think I left the lights on
in my bathroom.

Strikes me

that this
plan of yours...

Oh, I don't know,
let's review it, shall we?

Quick trip to
New York City.

Mm-hmm.

Vague plans for a sit-down

with someone

from a major
biotech company.

Mm-hmm.

No appointment
of any kind.

None.

And this is meant to end

with the young lady getting

a $3 million product
free of charge?

Well, I wouldn't say
free of charge.

Their cure is just
sloppy and suboptimal.

They edit
too much of the genome.

Why would you

cut out an entire
chapter of a book

when all you have to do

is replace
a single spelling mistake?

So, in exchange for access

to a cure that you describe

as "sloppy and suboptimal..."

Mm-hmm.
...you will...

Improve that cure.

You know
full well

this is a
suicide mission.

Question is,

why are you taking it on,

and what are you planning
for after

it fails?
(phone buzzing)

Stephens, what
can I do for you?

We have to turn around.

(groaning)

The pain came
back all at once.

We threw the kitchen
sink at it.

L-glutamine.
Crizanlizumab.

Hydromorphone PCA
so she can rest.

She shouldn't be
having another crisis.

Another crisis,
the same crisis,

one big crisis
that hasn't really

stopped
for months.

Who's to say?

The results of her
high performance

liquid chromatography
test came back.

She has a rare form
of sickle cell.

Adam and I called

five different
hematologists.

None of them have seen
this outside of textbooks.

Taryn's latest
bloodwork.

Her hemoglobin levels
are plummeting.

We'll keep giving
her transfusions

and managing
her pain...

Why, so she can live in crisis

until her body
finally quits on her?

I don't like this
any more than you do,

but it's our
best option.

(moans)

Morning, guv.

Can I be of
service here,

guv?
Actually,

I could use your advice.

It's about Plan B.

Which was Plan A all along.

This advice, though,
it could involve

bringing you into
something that...

could have
implications

down the line.
Mm-hmm.

I'm saying it's not safe for us

to have the conversation
I want to have.

And yet... here we are.

Listen, I can make
this patient better.

Thing is, I'd have
to get around

the FDA,
the administration at UHOP,

including Mary,
and the law to do it.

(gasps)

You're planning a job.

No, I wouldn't put it that way.

You're talking about
a crime, yeah?

It is against the law for me
to cure Taryn Quintyne, yes.

So you're planning a job, then.

And to that, I say...

...you've come to the right man.

All righty,
then. So,

when you are
planning a job--

Ah, there's that
phrase again. "Job."

When you are
planning a job,

first order
of business

is limiting
one's exposure.

That means as
few accomplices

as possible.
I object

to the word
"accomplices."

Well, you object
all you like.

If you go through
with this,

you're gonna be
putting your career

into the hands
of other people.

Other people
do not share

your interests.

Thank you for pointing that out.

Meaning, the fewer,
the better.

Now, I'm already in,

but we'll take
that as square.

You have plenty
of information

about my criminal activities.

Now, I'll have some about yours.

"Criminal activities?"

Do not shy away
from accurate phrasing, guv.

It's not a good look.

So, me. The patient,
of course.

Who else?

I need someone skillful

to help me with the procedures.

Hobie McSorley comes to mind.

Hobie.
Hobie.

The man who wants to turn
his knob into a glow stick?

Okay, well, he may aim low,
but Hobie's got game.

He already operates
extra-legally.

Another bent man. That's good.

And actually,
for what I need here,

I would take
Hobie over

any of the fellows.
Yeah,

the fellows.

Lovely young people,

but not hard folk.

I wouldn't
trust a single

one of them
to hold up under questioning.

Maybe Ingrid.

Yeah,
you're right.

They can't know. Agreed.

What's next?
Next?

Next, you
recruit your gang.

(indistinct P.A. announcement)

WATSON:
Pain's not
too bad?

Listen, we
failed you, Taryn.

It's easy to say it
like that, "we,"

because when
everyone's to blame,

then, truly,
no one really is.

But I'd like
to offer you

something more
than sympathy.

What is that?

With your permission,

I'd like to do a procedure
called base repair editing.

We'd start by
drawing your blood,

collecting your
stem cells,

then we create a base editor.

It's a microscopic tool

that would correct the mutation

that's causing
your sickle cell.

From there, I'd drill
into your shin,

tapping into
your bone marrow,

where the edited cells
will replicate.

You should feel
better quickly.

Feel better?

I'm talking about a cure, Taryn.

And if things go
the way I hope,

you'd be free of the disease.

The current cures

on the market,
they require

a stem cell ablation.

It's chemotherapy that
could leave you infertile.

This is different.

I could still have a baby?

Yes.

Now, I just need the guy.

(chuckles)

Come on, an accomplished
software engineer,

valedictorian
of Allderdice,

class of 2016?

Listen, I hope I'm not
overstepping my bounds,

but I find it hard to believe
that you're single.

Mm-hmm. (chuckles)

Happened right before
my last crisis.

George is a good guy,
he just...

...got tired.

The hospital visits, the pain.

It's a lot.

This procedure...

...it sounds like the answer
to all of my problems.

Why is this
the first time

I'm hearing
about it?

No one's ever tried it before.

Now, I believe that it's safe,

and I believe that the red tape
is the only reason

you can't get it already.

This is not an
approved procedure.

If we do this,

I'm putting
my career in your hands.

You can't tell
anyone what happened,

even when
you start to feel better.

You could lose your job.
Yes.

If something happens, I...

I could lose my freedom.

Why would you do this?

'Cause no one else will.

'Cause you deserve it.

And because I'm your doctor.

I'm sure you know
the sickle cell trait

protected our ancestors
against malaria.

Now it just causes suffering
in our community.

I'm sick and tired
of standing by watching

when I know
that I can do something.

How would it work?

WATSON:
We'll do it before
you get any weaker.

In my clinic tonight.

Dr. Watson asked me to tell
you that he's transferring

the current patient
to another department.

Is she stable?

Dr. Watson says

her hematologist
can take it from here.

He instructs you two to
round on your other patients,

look through the referrals
for other cases of interest.

STEPHENS:
Sounds like something a
normal doctor would say.

It does not sound like something
Watson would say.

What are you suggesting?

I'm not sure.

Maybe nothing.

So, I am taking a chip
next week.

It's October already?

Snuck up on me.

Yeah. Five years sober is major.

I'd love it if you'd come.

Bring the woman you're
seeing if you like.

I'd love to meet her.

Wait.

Five years?

You started rehab

sophomore year
of college.

I relapsed.

Lasted about a month.

Come next week,
you can hear all about it.

WATSON:
It'll have to be late.

(elevator bell dings)

Once everyone goes home
for the night,

we can get started.

(elevator bell dings)

(beeping)

(clicks)

That's the blood sample we took
when you were admitted.

My, um, colleague Hobie
has been editing your blood

according to my instructions,

and...

here are the results.

Why are those ones glowing?

Firefly luciferase reporter,
for studying gene regulation.

That's how we know
the edit was successful.

Don't worry, you won't glow.

Oh, but if you wanted to,
this is what it looks like.

Hobie.

(chuckles softly)

But those... those cells mean...

it's working?

WATSON:
So far, so good. Yes.

You have a mole on your shin.

I'm gonna use a tool
called an intraosseous drill

to drill into it.

Now, if anyone asks,

I was concerned about the mole,
so I removed it as a precaution.

You're gonna cure my sickle cell

and cover it up
as a mole removal?

That-that was my idea,
the mole bit there.

(clears throat)

WATSON:
The anesthetic that
I applied earlier

already has your shin numb.

The benzos will keep you
relaxed while I drill.

SHINWELL:
This...

works a treat.

Or you can squeeze
my hand.

The ball. Thank you.

WATSON:
So, once we've
made the hole,

we'll infuse an IV full
of edited blood into your bone.

Over time,
the healthy cells will replicate

and replace the diseased ones.

And that's it?

No more bully?

That's what I expect,

that's what I believe,

but it is new science.

We both have a lot on
the line here, Taryn,

but it is your body.

If you want to back out,
now is the time.

Cure me.

* *

(tool whirring)

(beeping)

That's it?
WATSON: Yes.

For tonight.

But if you are ever interested

in a different kind of glow-up,
you know who to call.

So, we'll monitor you
over the next couple of days,

but remember,
even if you feel better,

you're gonna have to still say
that the pain

comes and goes.

Taryn?

Sorry. Yeah.

Of course.

I can't believe
that's all it took.

Thank you.

You'll need to sign
for the mole removal.

Guv.

Are you, by chance,
the man with the glowing chest?

You have a birthmark
on your collarbone.

It's shaped a little bit like

the country of Luxembourg,
and it extends

above the hem
of your shirt.

Shinwell, will you
take Ms. Quintyne

to her room, please, while
I talk to my colleagues?

Hobie, thanks
for everything.
Yeah.

Good seeing you again.
Yeah.

Good deduction
with the birthmark.

Sometimes I forget how well
you all are coming along.

Something you want
to talk about?

INGRID:
Fringe scientist,

patient in need
of a fringe cure.

We were just curious.

What happened in there?

Did you commit a crime?

ADAM:
You're not saying anything.

You don't want me
to say anything.

Whatever I might have
done tonight

doesn't affect any of you unless
and until you know about it.

Then, if something happened,
there's a duty to report.

And see, that's when things
get complicated,

so my question to you is:
Why are you asking questions?

I'm good.

Ignorance is bliss.
STEPHENS: No.

I personally spent
a decade studying

so I could get into Hopkins
for med school.

As some of you may have noticed,
I wrecked

my social learning curve
in the doing of it

and may have condemned myself
to a life of solitude

and broken relationships.

After all of that,

I chose you.

I chose this place as the
staging ground for my career.

I deserve t...

We all deserve to know
if that was a stupid choice.

Taryn Quintyne is going
to be fine.

She's gonna live
a long and healthy life,

all because of
what I did tonight.

The procedure's called
base repair editing.

I think it's

grotesque that a young woman

should be condemned
to die at a young age

waiting for
an easily obtainable cure.

And that's why I did it.

Now, if I've hired the people
I believed I was hiring,

I think you'll
all see that.

If not,

I feel content

that I did the right thing
for my patient.

You all have a decision to make.

I will leave you to it.

(footsteps receding)

STEPHENS:
We shouldn't be
in this position.

INGRID:
We wouldn't be
in this position

if you didn't bring
us all down here.

We are a team!
It's called camaraderie.

Are we just supposed
to risk our careers

for Watson's act of hubris?

Your career's only at risk
if you're tied to it.

You weren't before,
but you are now.

We're assuming this is
gonna be a catastrophe,

but what if Taryn
just... gets better?

You're going along with this?

Watson may be reckless,
but he's also a genius.

Why don't we just
see what happens?

Watson said it himself--
we have a duty to report.

True.

But the only people who know

that we know what we know
are Watson

and us.

Even if this
blows up,

as long as the four of us
don't say anything,

we're protected.

(scoffs)

Don't look so surprised.

Sasha's ruthless.

You're the only one
who hasn't said anything.

We have the knowledge
to cure Taryn Quintyne,

and yet we refuse to do it.

What else is there to say?

(Shinwell clears throat)

SHINWELL:
The young lady's blood cells,

drawn after
the procedure.

I'm no scientist,

so I'll leave
the thinking to you.

* *

* *

Wow. Those look very good.

Thank you.

I haven't seen you before.

Are you, uh,
one of Taryn's doctors?

I'm the medical director here,

Mary Morstan.

I'm just checking up on her.

Well, George Carver.

Yes, middle initial "W."

Yes, my-my parents named me
after the person

who came up with 300 ways
to use a peanut.

(chuckles)
I'm Taryn's...

Um, we used to be together.

Mm.
We were a good team.

You know, the illustrator
and the STEM girl.

(chuckles) Screwed up there.

So, how is she doing
this morning?

She's been asleep
since I got here.
Mm.

She gonna be okay?

Her vitals have been improving

the past few days.

We're committed
to helping her get...
George.

Hey. Taryn.

How are you feeling
this morning?

Not too bad.

Maybe a little better.

MARY:
Well, your vitals
look good, Taryn.

It's part of
an encouraging trend.

You should be going home soon.

(chuckles)
Oh, my God. (relieved laugh)

Looking at your chart, these
look like typical treatments.

Did Dr. Watson try anything new?

Just the usual.

T-The bully has
a mind of its own.

(laughing):
If I get a good window,

I don't ask
too many questions.

Well, I'll leave you two alone.

You had a mole
removal last week?

Did Dr. Watson say
why he'd do that

in the middle
of a sickle cell crisis?

Uh, he was concerned about it.

Uh...

I'm not sure,
Dr. Morstan.

Maybe he just wanted
to do something.

How many mole removals
have you done this year?

I'm not sure.
One.

You've done one,
and you did it last week

while your patient
was in the middle

of a sickle
cell crisis.

Last year, none.

The year before that, also none.

So what are we talking? Moles?

Taryn is going home today.

That's great.

That's not great?
It's great

if it happened in
the normal course of business.

Look, I'm a
little confused.

You come to me
to stabilize a patient

in the middle of a crisis.

Taryn Quintyne
is stable.

So what are we talking about?

Mm. We're talking
about a procedure

scheduled for
no apparent reason.

I was concerned about the shape
and the spread of her mole.

We're talking about a doctor
with a huge ego

and a TBI that could be
compromising

his executive function.
Okay, I'm sorry.

Whenever a patient needs
special attention,

I am the first one
you come to see.

When that patient improves,
then suddenly it's suspicious?

Is there anything you want
to tell me, John?

Yes.

I'm glad Taryn
is feeling better.

(sighs)

TARYN:
What's this for, again?

I gave a sample
this morning.

Just some extra tests.

We'll have you out of
here in no time, Taryn.

Here you go, Dr. Morstan.

Anything else you need?

I've got it from
here. Thanks.

*

I understand
one of the biggest challenges

facing young companies
is talent retention.

You won't have that issue
with me.

I want to stay in one place
and grow.

Your credentials
are impeccable.
Mm-hmm.

A magna cum laude graduate
of CMU?

Oh, come on.
Why, thank you,
fake hiring manager.

I do see that you've had
some short stints

at a few companies.

Care to comment on that?

I had some health issues.

That's all in the past, though.

Well, I mean, you've
handled yourself impeccably

in this fake practice
job interview.

Uh...

Should we have sex?

(stammers)

That's not how fake
practice job interviews end.

Not... usually.

Fine. Well, give me a minute
to take your credentials

up the fake practice ladder,

but in the meantime...

...here are
my initial thoughts.

Thank you, fake hiring manager.

Now we can have sex.

T-This is my office, ma'am.

(gasps)

You okay? Baby?

(shallow breath, pained groan)

Um-- How bad is it?

One to ten?

It-- This-- That's not it.

This is different.

My chest...

(straining)

Call Dr. Watson.

Patient is tachycardic,
hypotensive.

Start a Norepi drip at
five mikes per minutes.

Looks like she threw
a pulmonary embolism.

We need to confirm with CT-PE.

WATSON:
Page vascular surgery.

She needs to get to
the OR for an embolectomy.

(monitors beeping steadily)

There's another way
to treat her.

She needs surgery.

Anti-clotting
medication.

It'll also leave
less of A trail.

In case anyone's wondering what
caused the pulmonary embolism.

You'll be covered.

The base repair procedure,
it's not responsible for this.

It isn't.

And I'm not thinking
about covering my tracks.

We have to figure out
what caused this.

STEPHENS:
First things first.

You say the base repair
editing didn't cause

Taryn's pulmonary embolism,
but what if you're wrong?

I'm not wrong.

Stop cutting me off.

We can't have
a differential

while ignoring obvious
potential explanations.

The hole you drilled
in her shin.

If it dislodged fat cells
from her bone marrow

into the bloodstream,
it could've caused--

I believe the hole
was clean.

It's still
an experimental procedure.

If I caused this,

there's nothing
we can do about it now.

I'll own it,
I'll admit to it,

and it won't
touch any of you.

But for five minutes,
can you join me in a world

where we help our patient?

INGRID:
She's been bedridden
from sickle cell.

Immobilization can trigger a PE.

(sighs)

Maybe, but Taryn's
been bedridden before.

They're closing.
The patient's stable.

(door closes)
(sighs)

Taryn has
a copper IUD?

A copper IUD can't cause
a pulmonary embolism.

WATSON: Yeah,
that's true.

But it might cause us to
overlook something that could.

You ruthless bitch.

I don't like it
when you call me that.

Oh, no--

I kind of love it,

if I'm being honest.

(laughs)

The chairman told me you wrote
a referral for Gigi Grigoryan?

She got in.

Can't believe you
did that for me.

SASHA:
I saw how much you were
struggling, and I just...

Well, you left
a file out on your desk,

and a referral form,
it was just right there.

And, honestly,

it was painful
watching you flunk so hard.

(chuckles)
So you took over.

Queen of the group projects.

I should have known.

A+. See?

Catch more flies with honey.

Try, you catch more flies

by being an overachieving,
ruthless bitch.

Thanks, Sasha.

Um, I assume
you didn't mention me?

In my referral?

Course not,
in case the chairman does have

something against you,
now he'll never know you were

the one
who wanted her in.

Perfect.

How long have you been
standing there?

A little while.

I drew three vials of blood

from Taryn Quintyne
when she was here.

I haven't sent it
to the lab yet,

but when I do...

I suspect that I will see
fewer and fewer sickle cells

with each sample.

If I see that,

I'll start asking questions
about that mole removal.

You know I'll get to the truth.

What do you think the truth is?

Did you go
around the FDA?

Did you do a procedure

that gave Taryn Quintyne
a life-threatening embolism?

You sent me a dying patient.

She might not have given up this
year, or maybe even next year,

but Taryn Quintyne was dying.

We can fix
the problem.

A cure exists, but instead
of giving it to her,

it's sitting on some shelf
that she can't reach.

A shelf that no one
from Stanton Heights,

or Homewood, or Wilkinsburg,
or anywhere can reach.

I don't need a speech, John,
I just need the truth.

Well, the truth

is that there's
a perfectly logical explanation

for Taryn's pulmonary embolism.

It has nothing to do with
any type of secret procedures,

or anything else
like that.

How did we miss this?

I can tell you
all about that.

But first, you have
a decision to make.

I can tell the truth to you,
or anyone else who asks.

Or you can deliver
those test results

to your thriving patient.

(sighs)

(crowd clapping)

You don't get to five years
by gritting your teeth

and going it alone.

You don't get
to six months that way.

Or 90 days or 30 days.

We do this together.

"We are like the passengers
of a great liner...

"the moment after rescue
from shipwreck

"when camaraderie,

"joyousness and democracy
pervade the vessel

from steerage
to Captain's table."

WOMAN'S VOICE:
Dinner's ready!

Ten minutes.

Ingrid,
come on.

It's Mom's birthday.

Mom's been gone 20 years, Gigi.

I'm sure she won't mind
if we eat a little late.

(chuckles)

Fine.

Let me just finish
this last thought.

(sighs)

I'm sorry, Gigi.

It's okay.

This can't be right.

It's right, Taryn.

We double-checked.

You're pregnant.

But I have an IUD.

That's why we didn't think
to test you earlier.

IUDs have
a one-percent failure rate.

You got...
I want to say "lucky,"

but I'll follow
your lead.

This is why I had the embolism?

It seems so.

It happens.

Pregnancy is
a hypercoagulable state.

Are you okay?

I'm so much better than okay.

My body?

It is so beat up.

I got an IUD because...

I gave up hope
a long time ago.

(Taryn sobs)

(chuckles softly)

I need to call George.

Can I, uh-- Should I...?

Can I have
this baby?

You're okay.

Now, if you would've gotten
the existing cure,

the stem cell ablation
may have sterilized you forever.

Now, however it happened,

you're feeling better.

You have every reason
to be hopeful, Taryn.

Tell your boyfriend
you're gonna have a baby.

(laughs)

Congratulations.

Thank you, Dr. Morstan.

Thank you.

(breathes deeply)

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