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PORSCHE:
Most men see me as an extension

of the body part
they're interested in.

But not the guy
next to me at the bar.

He was seeing the real me.

Kind of like you do.

He could've been you.

Handsome, smart,

eyes you can get lost in.

It's crazy,
I was flirting with him,

but I was thinking about you.

Cool story.

Definitely made up, but cool.

Roleplay only works
if we both commit.

Sorry.

The longer we do this,
the more I can tell

when you're, you know,
in character.

Well, you do have nice eyes.

So grumpy.

You're in a mood tonight.

How can I help?
I don't know.

Tell me something real
about yourself.

Never mind.
I know you need boundaries.

I grew up in a rabbit farm
in New Mexico.

I know it sounds fake,
but I swear it's--

No, I believe you.

That was real.

So do you harvest the rabbits
in the fall, or...?

(chuckles)

Is it abnormally hot there?

You seem feverish
and sweaty.

Think you need
to see a doctor.

(groans) Smooth.

Why don't you just
examine me right now?

I'm actually serious.

I can get you
an appointment at UHOP.

I know that
you live in Pittsburgh.

I can't help it.
You picked up some of the lingo.

Yesterday, you said "gum band."

Anywhere else, you
would've said "rubber band."

Porsche, I'm not
trying to meet you.

I'm actually...

worried, maybe?

I'll DM you
all the details.

You won't need to see me.

Deal?

ADAM:
Once and for all, who is she?

(elevator dings)
Who is who?

This woman
you're seeing.

"Marcia"? Lauren and
I have a bet.

My ex and my twin are making
wagers about my love life.

Because you give us
nothing to go on.

Does she work here?

I say yes.
Lauren says no.

You met her
playing pickleball.

How does Lauren know
I play pickleball?
I told her.

My take is, the average
pickleball player is over 50.

Lauren's take is, "Yes, and...?"

You guys talking about
the girl Stephens is seeing?

My money's on it being
a Fight Club situation.

(chuckles softly)

You said you and Lauren
have a bet.

We are among the people
in the wager.

I never said that
the dataset was complete.

Am I right? She your
imaginary doppelgänger?

Y'all really love talking about
other people's dating lives.

So sorry. Should we talk about
your engagement instead?

SHINWELL:
537.

That is the number
of unanswered petitions

from patients seeking
treatment at the Holmes Clinic.

Dr. Watson commends you all.

Tell him he's welcome.

Dr. Watson also requests
your assistance

in whittling that number down

to a more manageable size.

What's a more
manageable size?

You lot will be vital partners

as we launch...

Project Zero.

"Naught," as we might say
back in Shoreditch.

That is the number
of unanswered requests

that will remain tonight

when the sun sets
over the Allegheny.

Does the sun
set over a river?

Do not lose yourselves

over questions, piggies.

Lose yourselves in casework.

INGRID:
That's not a nine-year-old.
That's a full-grown man.

The application says
he's nine years old.

INGRID:
My bet is it's
precocious puberty.

Refer him to
a pediatric endocrinologist

and we're done here.

What if he has
an overactive pituitary gland?

Still a job for an endo.

We've got 411 more cases
to get through.

Are you gonna weigh in?

Or are you texting
your subconscious?

I do not have
an imaginary doppelgänger.

INGRID:
At least I'm crediting you
with an explanation.

Sasha's betting the
whole thing's made-up.

I did not say that.

Not exactly.

STEPHENS:
You like analog machinery.

Of course.
Helps me think.

Is there something I can
help you with, Dr. Croft?

A woman presents
as febrile and diaphoretic,

but she's unsure
of the cause.

She mentions vaping
and drinking a red liquid.

Is this someone who wants
to come to our clinic?

Someone I know.
She won't see a doctor.

You're a doctor, Dr. Croft.

I don't have a...

immediate access to this person.

Well, if I had to guess,
I would say

that the red liquid
is cranberry juice.

And she's probably treating
herself for a UTI.

I thought of that,
but cranberry juice

doesn't cure
a urinary tract infection.

It barely even prevents it.

Very true, but the internet
doesn't know that.

So whatever access
you have to this woman,

I would say get her
to a doctor right away.

An unchecked UTI can go septic.

(video call rings)

PORSCHE:
Daytime date.

I like it.

STEPHENS:
I'm not trying
to be annoying,

but I'm concerned.

The ED attending says
you didn't show.

I get all the medicine I need
from you.

Porsche. Please stop.

I wish this was a kink.

You look much sicker today.

Why do you even care so much?

Look, I'm sorry
I didn't come in.

It may surprise you to learn
that this gig

doesn't come with benefits.

Besides, maybe seeing
a client in person isn't--

I told you,
you don't have to see me.

Message received, babe.

Concern noted.

You're here now,
let's have some fun.

That is not why I logged on.

Hey.

Hey. Stay with me.

What's the address there?
I'm sending an ambulance.

Whoa. Take it slow, babe.
That's what I'm doing.

Stay with me, Porsche.

I'm with you. I'm just...

Taking it slow...

Hey.

♪ ♪

WATSON:
So, what am I looking at here?
I mean, I think

I can put it
together, but...

What exactly
am I looking at?
So here's the thing.

In a manner of speaking,

I, a man,
a man like all others,

there are conditions
and processes.

And time.

Do we need to reboot you
and put you back online?

I have, um...

a cam girl.

I don't know her real name.
I don't know where she lives.

But that is her, right now,
and she needs help.

Go ahead.

Go ahead with what?

Mock me.
Say that you're not surprised.

Or that you are surprised.

But whatever it's going to be,
do it quickly.

Stephens...

you're lonely.

What?
And that is nothing
to be ashamed about.

We all are.
I mean, every single person

who works at this clinic,
pretty much everyone you know.

It goes hand in hand
with being a sensitive

and intelligent human.

That is not
what I was expecting.

Oh, would you
be more comfortable

if I made fun of you?

Listen, if
you don't have

a sex dungeon in your basement,

you're beating the game
as far as I'm concerned.

Everyone needs
to connect, Stephens.

This is fine.

We'll locate this woman
and we'll help her.

Thank you.

"We"?

I mean, there is
a team here, yes?

Oh, I was hoping
that you'd, uh...

I don't know, just do some
Sherlock Holmes stuff,

look at the screen
and tell me where she is.

Oh.

No.

Let's get this over with.

SASHA:
What are we looking at?

WATSON: You're looking
at Stephens's friend.

We don't know her name.
We don't know her address.

She might be septic.

A friend, but you don't know
her name or her address?

Anyone have their money
on Stephens and a cam girl?

WATSON: Feeling
judgmental, Dr. Derian?

Stephens is embarrassed.
Obviously, he's embarrassed.

And he brought this
patient to us anyway.

Now, if he can do that,

I'm sure you can all tamp down
on your urge to giggle.

We should be grateful
to Stephens,

because here is an opportunity.

You are all excellent doctors,

but as detectives, you're
pretty much newborn fawns.

Here's a problem
worthy of Sherlock Holmes.

Find this woman based on
what we see on the screen, or...

she dies.

What do you know about her?

Um, she calls herself Porsche.

She grew up in New Mexico,
if she's telling the truth,

but now she lives
in Pittsburgh.

What do we do?

What would he do?

Divide the problem
into discrete tasks.

That's how Holmes
always started.

Look at the curtain
she pulled down.

Everything in front of it
is Porsche,

her persona that she presents
to her clients.

Everything behind it belonged to
the woman who created Porsche.

Two different
layers of clues.

One based in artifice,
the other... in reality.

What do we see?

The vibrator on the nightstand
is interesting.

The brand is Charme Intime.

You can see the logo from here?

I recognize the shape.

We're being
vulnerable, right?

Oh, are y'all prudes?

Oh.... It has
a European plug.

They don't sell enough

to make a North
American version.

Well, track down the brand,

see where they've shipped
here in Pittsburgh.

Other than your condo.

Oh, I'm sorry. I like orgasms.

We'll table that. Thank you.
What else do we see here?

Paintings on the back wall
are all prints.

Ophelia by Millais.
King Lear in the Storm.

Oberon and Titania.

STEPHENS:
Everything's based
on Shakespeare.

That's where the name Porsche
comes from.

Not the car, the character.

INGRID:
The one on the bottom right's
an original, though.

You can tell by the way
the paint builds up.

We can do
a reverse image search.

It looks like Lawrenceville.

The painting's called
Second Story View.

It's for sale at an e-store
run by someone named Porsche.

This is a view
from her apartment.

She lives on Butler Street.

Sasha and Ingrid, you're
on sex toy detail.

Adam and Stephens, come with me.

It sounds like Sasha's
got it covered, but...

okay.

Crofts, we're gonna
find that apartment.

Shinwell, Stephens has
a cam girl who might be dying

on live feed
in the conference room.

Watch it. Tell us
if you see any change.

Anything else, guv?

(speaking French)

Okay, then. I guess I'm on hold.

(music playing
over phone speaker)

So, you have
to get the vibrator,

and the adapter
to keep it charged?

Seems complicated.

You're smart.
I'm sure you could manage.

Hey.

If you want one for
your birthday, just say so.

I do not want you to get me
a sex toy for my birthday.

Wait. How'd you know
my birthday's coming up?

'Cause you've been
dropping little clues.

Also, I asked Shinwell
to pull everybody's birthday

from their applications.
(chuckles)

Please flush that information
down a memory hole.

I'm not big on birthdays.

Hmm.

Are you a true
birthday abstainer,

or are you just testing us?

I've never met someone
who doesn't actually

care about their birthday.

There are those
that say they don't care,

but really they're
just being passive-aggressive.

(phone line crackles)

(woman speaking French)

(pen scribbling)

(dial tone sounds)
Okay.

They've sent two orders
to Pittsburgh this past year.

Given the extreme nature
of the situation,

they'll email me.
I understand French.

(speaks French)

One of the addresses
might just be mine.

But the other? When it comes
in, we can head over there.

But in the
meantime, Ingrid...

...I'm coming for you.

I've cracked

every abstainer
I've come across,

and I'm gonna crack you, too.

As a neurologist,

I don't say this lightly:

you're having a stroke.

(chuckles softly)

♪

For the record, I understand.

Please don't.

Don't offer my understanding?

STEPHENS: It's out there,
just let it be out there.

The woman I'm seeing is
a cam girl.

Tell Lauren. Tell Mom.

Tell our sixth-grade
history teacher.

Post your extravagant
understanding

on social media for
all the world to see.

I'm not gonna do that.

Still, though,
you're not really...

"seeing" her?

It's transactional.

I get that.
I'm not that far gone.

Who says you're gone at all?

How does it work?
Is it like a genuine connection?

Can we please not do this
in front of the detective?

He's not saying anything.

That's exactly my point.
He's just...

watching.

It is a bit unsettling.
Could you stop, please?

Stop sitting here quietly?

Stop sitting like that.

Congratulations, Crofts.
Your suffering has ended.

That looks like the bakery
from Porsche's painting.

(indistinct chatter)

ADAM and STEPHENS:
Nothing.

WATSON:
I had better luck
in the bookstore.

The young woman
behind the counter,

she was quite smitten
with Porsche,

even if she didn't know
her actual name.

Her best guess was
that Porsche either lives

in this building

or that one,
and based on her input...

...and this painting...

I think Porsche lives
right there.

(knock at door)

The smell is incense, not weed.

Beyond that,
I've got nothing to say.

WATSON:
This won't take long.

We believe
this woman is in danger.

We heard she lives here.

Annie hasn't been here
for months.

Annie?

Does she have
a last name?

WATSON:
We're doctors from UHOP.

We believe Annie might have
a severe bloodstream infection.

We need to find her.
RICK: Why do you think that?

One of my colleagues was online
with her when she collapsed.

(chuckling)
Which one's her client?

Can you please just
tell us what you know?

Annie Wilson.

She left here about
three months ago.

Changed her name.

Couldn't tell you
where to find her.

Why did she change her name?

No clue, bro.

You'd have
to ask her.

(slams, locks door)

(phones chime)

WATSON: Tell me exactly
what you observe, Shinwell.

SHINWELL:
Well, she's groaning, guv.

Like someone coming out
the wrong end

of a nasty fight.

Tell me about her skin.

She got these marks all over.

They just came on.
Purple-ish.

It's like she's covered
in ugly lace.

Livedo reticularis.

I'll call you back.

Her sepsis has progressed
to septic shock.

Every hour she goes without help

decreases her chance
of survival by

BOTH:
...nine percent.

If we want to save Porsche,
we need to find her

in the next four hours.

Not sure what
I'm looking for, exactly.

WATSON (over phone):
Anything that might tell us
where she is.

All right. Hang on.
(grunts)

Oh! Oh! Hang on. She's
got a lovely little corgi.

Call it to the camera.
See if you can read the tags.

(dog whimpers)
Don't know the
animal's name, guv.

(barks)
WATSON: Guess.

ADAM:
Porsche likes Shakespeare.

Start there.
Hamlet.

Oi, Iago.

(clucking tongue)
Malvolio?

Stick with it.

Sasha, any luck

tracking down the vibrator?

We're on our way
to the address now.

Let us know what you find.

We did some digging
into Annie Wilson.

Can we just call her Porsche?

Porsche filed a restraining
order against her ex,

who we just met.

She's living under a new name.

So she's not Porsche,

she's not Annie,
she's some other name now?

We already tried the lawyer
who filed the restraining order.

She won't help us.

I do know one lawyer
who might be able

to weigh in here.
No. No, you do not.

ADAM:
Lauren. My girlfriend.

Your girlfriend.
Stephens's ex.

That's... complicated.

Agreed.
Complicated, but necessary.

Shinwell.

Desdemona. Come here.

Hey, hey, Cleopatra.

Claudius, come up. Come here.

Just... keep at it.

♪ ♪

INGRID:
Which house is hers?

(sighs) There it is.

3368 Penn Avenue.

We won't be able to get a name
or an address without a warrant.

ADAM: Well,
there's Lauren.

You go. I'm gonna
sit this one out.

It's kind of weirder
if you just sit here in the car.

Adam, would you mind
giving us a second, please?

I stayed with Sherlock Holmes
for maybe about a year in total.

I do not need a lesson in how
to be a detective right now,

thank you.
He had one woman in his life.

It was a con artist named Irene.

She popped
in and out.

Besides her, he had
a standing appointment with a...

(chuckles) ...a companion who he
introduced as "Mrs. Hudson."

She pretended to be the landlady
whenever she came by.

But the walls are
very thin on Baker Street.

Why are you telling me this?

You have a brain that keeps
the world at a distance.

It's a hard way to live.

It's even harder

when you punish yourself for it.

I'm supposed to tell
my ex-fiancée,

currently dating
my twin brother,

that the only woman
in my life is a cam girl.

That is objectively
embarrassing.

But Porsche-- or Annie...

You treated her
with respect, right?

Of course.

Then give the people
in your life some credit.

They're not as hard on you
as you are on yourself.

What is with you today?
You're being...

nice.

You're a good person, Stephens.

You did something hard today.

(car door closes)

(indistinct chatter,
birds singing)

(chuckles softly)
Wow.

Okay. What's wrong?

Who says something's wrong?

You're coming to find me
during the workday.

And you're here...

at all.

Nice to see you,
by the way. Long time.

You two look like
you're on the same team.

It's really bad, huh?

I'm... seeing a woman.

You're back out there.
That's great.

"Seeing" is a term of art here.

She's a cam girl.

I pay her for her company
and I'm not ashamed.

Duly noted.

She's sick, Lauren.

We have her on a live feed,
and she's really sick.

Her former name is Annie Wilson,

but she took out
a restraining order

against her ex
and changed her name.

If we can find the name
that she's living under now,

we can find her.

We can help her.

Jane Millius filed
the restraining order.

We called her office--
Yeah, Jane's tough.

I mean, she's not gonna give up
client details to a cold call.

I know her a little.

She's not the easiest
to work with,

but she does care
about her clients.

I'll give her a call,
vouch for you guys.

Try and get you a name.

Thank you.

Yes. Thank you.

Hey, Stephens.

It's good to see you.

SASHA:
Oberon!

Uh...

Puck.
No, I done Midsummer
Night's Dream.

Done all the comedies,
done all the tragedies.

Shakespeare wrote
history plays, too.

Ross? Macdonwald.

Macbeth ain't history, love.

I'll get me laptop.

You gonna jump in here?

I don't like Shakespeare.
You don't have to like him

to guess the dog's name.

Is there anything you do
for your birthday?

Just making conversation.

Gertrude.

Ophelia? You're not
making conversation,

you're making plans.

Yes. There's
one thing I do

to celebrate my
birthday every year.

It's the same thing,
and it is private.

Hmm.

Do you do it with family?

I can barely remember my mother,
my father left when I was 16.

No one has ever planned
a birthday party for me

and that suits me just fine.

What is that face?

I just want to remind you

I know that you're wearing
a fake-ass engagement ring.

The ring is real.
The diamond is real,

the engagement is fake.

You go birthday Nazi on me,
I will expose you.

(whispers):
I don't believe you.
Hmm.

SASHA: Any luck
with the lawyer?

She's still making calls.
Hopefully, we'll know more soon.

INGRID:
Shinwell's been through
a few hundred names.

Of course, we're just assuming
that the dog's named after

a character from
a Shakespeare play.

We're down
to the histories, guv.

You got your
various Henrys,

your Edwards...
Brutus.

(whimpers)

Wait. How did
you do that?

WATSON: Let's see
the address, Brutus.

SASHA:
Come here, boy.
WATSON: Come on, Brutus.

Come here, Brutus!
Brutus!

INGRID: Brutus.
SASHA: Hi, Brutus.
Brutus.

Come on, buddy.
WATSON:
Hey, Brutus.

INGRID: Who's a good boy?
(Shinwell groans)

(sighs)

(Brutus barks)

INGRID:
Brutus. Come on.

Come on.
Come on, Brutus.

Look at all that mail.

I can't read the print.

(Brutus barking)

WATSON:
Magnification doesn't help.

Still can't read the labels.

But look at that envelope.

"Kathryn Petruchio."

Why would she sign that
over and over again...

Oh.

Porsche's got a brand-new name.

SHINWELL:
There is one Kathryn Petruchio

listed for that area, guv.

One, and only one.

(Brutus barking)

(indistinct radio chatter)

Annie. Annie,
can you hear us?

EMT:
I can hear breath sounds.
Pulse is thready and weak.

(Brutus barks)

(monitor beeping steadily)

(device beeping)

♪ ♪

WATSON:
Porsche is not improving
fast enough

on the vancomycin
or ceftriaxone.

These are our best antibiotics
for treating

the more common causes
of sepsis.

Porsche's lack of response
indicates

that she has a more rare
type of infection.

How is she?

We have to work fast. Stephens?

I keep telling you
I barely even know her.

Why does everyone expect
me to be the expert?

I was gonna ask your opinion

as an infectious disease
specialist.

Oh.

Initially, I figured it
must be an ignored UTI

or maybe pneumonia
gone septic.

Porsche's symptoms leave
us with a lot of options.

She could have
cat scratch fever.

Do you know if she's
traveled recently?

Which brings us all back
to the fact that you

basically know
nothing about her.

SASHA:
Stephens.

Did she ever tell you
anything real?

No.

Wait a minute.

The last time
we talked,

Porsche said that she grew up
on a rabbit farm in New Mexico.

Rabbit farm in New Mexico?
No offense, Stephens,

that doesn't sound real.

I mean, do they even grow
rabbits in New Mexico?

Could be a lie,
could be a partial truth,

but we have a location:
New Mexico.

We also have Porsche's
given name: Annie Wilson.

We can work with that.

Sasha and Stephens,

we're headed back to
Porsche's apartment.

We didn't get the time
to catalog everything there.

What are we doing?

Find the Wilsons in New Mexico,

See if any of them
are Porsche's family.

We'll feed you everything
we learn,

you can back us up
with research.

Wow, sounds exciting.

WATSON: That's not
your only job.

You're also taking care
of Brutus.

(crunching)

INGRID:
I don't get it.

People give it food,
it can go to the bathroom

more or less
wherever it wants...

Are you saying that
you don't understand

or are you saying that
you're a little bit jealous?

I'm saying the owner-pet thing

seems a little one-sided to me,
that's all.

Love.

You feed him, you
clean up after him,

and then, in return,
you get love.

How do you measure that,

exactly?

You can't.

(phone vibrating)
(phone chiming)

STEPHENS:
Adam is annoying,

as always,
but he's also not wrong.

Fermented liquids are
good for the microbiome.

She's well-read, but that
is not especially helpful.

Is it weird?

Porsche presents a certain...

curated image to you.

We're seeing
the real person here.

Must be
some kind disconnect.

Not as weird
as you might think.

Everyone has bills.

Everyone has damage.

When you give yourself
to someone,

in whatever context,
you are choosing

to forget all about that
for a little while,

to focus on whatever
little part of us

isn't connected to worry
or doubt or fear.

Porsche and I did that.

Even with-with keyboards
and screens in the way,

we still did that.

I have no illusions about
the nature of our relationship,

but I wouldn't call it "weird."

I didn't mean the whole thing
was weird, I-I just meant...

(chuckles):
...having it out there.

I'm not the one to judge.

I don't, uh, give myself
to my boyfriend much these days,

and he sure as hell ain't
giving himself to me, so...
Boyfriend?

Zach's your fiancé now.

Of course. Just, um, getting
used to calling him that.

WATSON:
Every resident
in this place

has a storage unit
in the garage,

and I have hit the mother lode.

Annie Wilson
was a Hilltopper.

What's a Hilltopper?
A Hilltopper

is the official mascot
of Los Alamos High School.

INGRID:
Annie Wilson, Los Alamos
High School class of 2014.

She was in the Shakespeare club.

Academic decathlon.

Sounds like her family
values education.

The Los Alamos
National Lab

employs some of the smartest
people in the country.

We've made inquiries.

Three Wilsons that we can find

in management positions
around that time.

One died, I've got calls
out to the other two.

SASHA:
There are
12 other Wilsons

who fit the rough demographic.

We've reached out.
A few aren't a match,

but we're waiting
to hear back from the others.

This feels passive. Like
we're back on our heels.

We are back on our heels.

ADAM:
Stephens put
himself out there.

He found this woman.
We can't just...

run the clock out.

There has to be something
that we can do.

Yes, there's always
something we can do.

Porsche's condition is bad,
and it's getting worse.

She needs someone by her side.

I barely know her.

You're who she's got.

(monitor beeping steadily)

The quality of mercy
is not strained;

It droppeth as the gentle rain
from heaven

Upon the place beneath.

It is twice blest;

It blesseth him that gives

and him that takes.

WATSON:
The Merchant of Venice.

You know all that by heart?

Guess I do.
Hmm.

In the play,
Portia says it,

so I figure it must mean
something to her.

Whoever she really is.

This all feels
a little bit, um...

...useless.

She collapsed.
She's dying.

We didn't change
any of that.

We failed.

I failed.

Unfortunately,
I know that feeling.

(sniffles)

You don't believe me?

I have failed in ways

most people can never
even imagine.

I lost my wife, for one.

Lost my best friend.

Sherlock Holmes?

You always
ask me why I...

why I never talk about him.

All of you.

It's because I failed him.

On the last day
that he was alive...

...I failed Sherlock.

We spent five months
looking for James Moriarty.

We traced him
to Reichenbach Falls.

Thought we had him
cornered, and...

(sighs)

But Holmes was walking
into a trap.

He left me behind.

He woke up early,
headed up to the falls

to meet his fate.

It wasn't your fault.
He left without you.

And Porsche's not
your fault, either.

You two led
completely separate lives.

Guilt lands where it lands,
it's not an accident.

If you feel that you...

could've done more,
then...

listen to that.

So I should feel bad?

You should take
every opportunity to learn.

Even the ones that hurt.

(phone ringing)

(sniffles)

New Mexico area code.

Hello?

Hello, Ms. Wilson.

My name is Stephens Croft.

I'm a doctor in Pittsburgh.

I am so sorry to say that
your daughter is critically ill.

I-I'm sorry, ma'am.
I'll tell you everything.

But first...

has she come
to visit you lately?

Thank you, ma'am.
Can I call you right back?

That was her mother.

Porsche told me the truth.

She's from a farm in New Mexico.

The rabbits are real.

They do grow rabbits
in New Mexico.

She told you
something true.

She likes you, Stephens.
STEPHENS: Stop.

I cornered her, and she told me
one detail about her life.

If she didn't trust you,
she wouldn't even done that.

Porsche only said it because she
just got back from New Mexico.

Her mother said that
she had spent two weeks there.

Got back to Pittsburgh
five days ago.

Did her mother mention
whether Porsche got bitten

by a rabbit while
she was visiting?
She did.

What difference
would it make anyway?

The antibiotics
didn't really help.

Because it's not just
pasteurellosis...

or staph or strep.

The rabbit that bit her
was carrying Yersinia Pestis.

The Black Plague?

There's a handful of cases
in the United States every year.

The majority occur
in Arizona and New Mexico.

But if you're right,
she should be dead.

Plague is almost 100% fatal
when it's septicemic.

Yeah, unless there's

a genetic variant
of the FIBIN gene

that's associated
with survival in sepsis.

And based on what
we're seeing,

I'd bet Porsche has it.

The rabbit bite put the plague
into her bloodstream,

so she has no buboes.

And that's why we missed it.

So a mutation kept her alive?

Yeah, this long.

The rest is up to us.

Dr. Croft?

Would you like the honor of
administering her treatment?

IV Gentamicin.

If we're not too late,
she'll make a full recovery.

WATSON:
Good man.

Is Stephens hot now?

I mean, he's always had
a certain quality.

No one asked you, Vain Boy.

(laughs)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

What is that?

Burnt almond torte
from Prantl's.

It's the best cake
I ever had.

You don't want a thing so
I didn't do a thing, but...

it is your birthday,
and someone knows that.

In the ending you wrote,
how did this go?

Like, do I start crying?

Do I give you a little smile?
"Ending"?

You write endings,
that's what you do.

That's how you live.

It's just a cake.
(chuckles)

Nope.

It's the ending of a story

where you persist,

and I thank you for it,

and then we're friends.

That's how you control
your world and everything in it.

Is that a bad thing?

Being friends?

I told you I celebrate
my birthday privately.

You decided
you were going to fix that,

even if I didn't want that.

You like how you look
next to your boyfriend,

so you decided the two of you
are gonna get married,

even if he doesn't want to.

You want to fix
my life,

and we should all assume
yours is perfect.

I'm sorry.

Uh...

I gotta head up to five

'cause I've got some patients
to round on.

Hey.

Hey!

It's a nice cake.

I like the cake.

I like you.

But you're not
the author of the universe.

You're just in it.

Same as everybody else.

♪

How did I get here?

You came
in an ambulance.

The doctors I work with,
we found you

and brought you here.

That rabbit that bit you
in New Mexico?

You're infected with a bacteria
called Yersinia Pestis.

We're treating it.

You're gonna be
all right.

And if you didn't find me?

You saved my life.

We did.

I did.

And the people you work with...

...you told them
about how we know each other?

I had to.

Thank you.

Guess it's a good thing I
told you about the rabbits.

It's a very good thing
you told me about the rabbits.

I kind of wanted
to tell you more.

I honestly did.

But you know how it is.

I do.

I don't even know
what to say to you.

You already said thank you.

That doesn't seem
like enough.

I'd be dead
if it wasn't for you.

Do we just...

keep camming?

Do we have coffee?

I don't know.

Where does this leave us?

It leaves us right here.

You gave me something
that I needed.

I'm grateful for that.

Truly, I am.

But I'm not sure
I need it anymore.

I've never even seen you
in person before,

but you do look...

different.

I'll check up on you, okay?

Thank you, Porsche... no.

Thank you... Annie.

Thank you, Kathryn.

(both chuckle)

Thank you, "TallHotDoc."

(laughs)

(laughs) Sorry.

I only know your username.

♪

New medicine for you, guv.

Prescribed to yours truly,

for the treatment of one

John Watson.

Thank you.

I don't say that enough.

I believe you say it
roughly eight times daily.

There's saying it
and then there's...

there's saying it.

You're loyal to me,
Shinwell,

and I appreciate that.

Not sure if I deserve it,
but I appreciate it.

I could have stopped it
from happening, Shinwell.

Sherlock didn't have to die.

He shouldn't have died.

Did Sherlock Holmes strike you
as an impressionable man?

Weak in his convictions?

He did not.

Mr. Holmes might have needed you
to get to Reichenbach Falls.

But the final dance
with Moriarty?

Come on.

That was always destined
to be a one-on-one affair.

I loved the man

dearly.

And I am sorry
to interrupt your brooding.

But it was vanity
that killed Sherlock Holmes.

Not you, John.

Still and all...

I appreciate you.

And I you.

Funny thing, though.

Loyalty, guv.

We stick together long enough,

I am sure

that I will disappoint you yet.

Well, you know what?

I wouldn't take that bet.

Not at all.

Right.

(exhales)
(phone buzzes)

♪

(door opens)

(door closes)

You found that again?

I got to get me
a safe or something.

It's okay, Zach.
You don't have to hide it.

I want you to
take it back.

I don't want it
anymore.

Sasha, come on.

Thank you for everything.

I really mean that.

I need you to have your stuff
out of here in two weeks.

(sniffles)

(insects trilling)

(water lapping)

(phone buzzing)

Cake's good.

Can't lie.

You doing whatever you do?

I am.

Want company?

I'm not trying
to force myself on you.

Okay, I am,
but it's not 'cause I,

I wrote us an ending, it's...

I could just use some company.

Did you, did you hang up?

I'm here.

Tomorrow, okay?

All yours.

Tonight's for me.

I...

...am not the author
of the universe.

I'll see you in the morning.

Good night, Dr. Lubbock.

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