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I was not a typical teenager.

That doesn't make it OK for a grown woman

to start a relationship with a minor.

I'm not a victim here.

You wouldn't even be here now if it wasn't for me,

for what we had.

You loved me.

I did love you.

Today was a particularly stressful day.

It's not just today.

My nurses are regularly missing breaks

and being asked to perform duties that are outside

of our job description.

After I got sober, it took my family a while

to trust me again, but they did.

Except my sister, Lizzie.

I got your message.

And I was hoping we could talk?

♪ Here I go again on my own ♪

♪ Going down the only road... ♪

♪ I've ever known

♪ Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone ♪

♪ But I've made up my mind

♪ I ain't wasting no more time ♪

♪ But here I go again

♪ Here I go again

♪ Here I go again

♪ And you you'll escape in the nick of time ♪

♪ And you'll escape in the nick of time ♪

♪ And you'll escape in the nick of time! ♪

You're up early.

Hey, Dad.

So how's Florida treating you?

Not... not good, I expect.

Um, something's happened.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

But I'm at the hospital.

Why are you at the hospital?

The ambulance brought Mom here.

She went on a bender,

tripped, and...

hit her head on the kitchen counter.

It caused a brain bleed.

Subdural or... or epidural?

Uh... never mind.

Just... just, uh, put me on the phone with her doctor.

She's gone, Dad.

Uh... uh... uh...

I'm so sorry, Son.

Um...

I will...

catch the next flight down and, uh...

I'll help you figure everything out.

There's nothing you can do.

Mom didn't want a funeral and she wanted to be cremated.

Oh, Dad, I'm sorry, I gotta go.

They need me for something.

Yeah, of course. All right.

Shoot, uh...

Oh, who's that handsome devil?

I assume that's a rhetorical question,

since I obviously haven't aged a day.

Is that Leanne?

In happier times, yeah.

Yeah, you said she'd been struggling.

Is she doing better now?

Uh...

far as I know.

Oh, that's good to hear.

Look, I... I have a favor to ask, Dean.

I need you to run the ED today as chief.

Uh, you finally came to your senses and demoted Lenox?

Huh? - No... no.

She's taking a personal day.

Oh. Lenox and personal are two words

I never thought I'd hear the same sentence.

Be nice.

I'd be happy to fill in.

Thank you. Warning.

You're going to be short-staffed

without Lenox and Ripley.

That's what makes it fun, Sharon.

Hey, I hear you're back in charge today.

Mm. Head's already heavy with the crown.

Stop. You love the crown.

Even a temporary one.

Mm. Oh, boy.

Someone's chipper today. - Mm.

You and Ripley giving it another go, are you?

Guess that's a no.

I am chipper today.

- Mm. - Lizzie came over last night.

We went hard at her baby registry,

and there might have been some baking.

- Mm. - It was really nice.

Ah, sounds like you got your sister back.

Yeah.

I think so.

Best not let the past fester.

What's wrong?

What? Just...

just being my curmudgeonly self.

- Don't do that. - Don't do what?

Just pretend that everything's OK

when clearly it's not.

I don't have time for this today.

Oh, fine. I... I... I...

Fine.

What?

Good timing, Chief.

We got a kid with cardiac issues

pulling into the ambo bay.

All right. What's, uh... what's with all the new faces?

Oh, traveling nurses.

Lenox came through with my request for reinforcements.

Excellent.

It's not a real solution.

They don't know our system.

A lot of time is wasted just playing catch-up.

Well, can they draw blood and empty bedpans?

Wow.

We do a lot more than that, Dr. Archer.

You're going to trauma one.

Milo Perdera, 12-year-old male.

BP's 190 over 110, heart rate 144.

Developed severe chest pains while swimming at the Y.

My heart's beating so fast.

Get that off him. Get transferred.

- It'll be OK, Milo. - On my count.

Just got to stay calm.

One, two, three.

All right.

I'm going to lift this up, OK?

Is that heart surgery?

Transplant. Six months ago.

His EKG. - All right.

I know what's wrong. Tell them, Dad.

Just focus on your breathing, Milo.

Let the doctors do their work.

All right. Lungs are clear,

but with labored breathing and tachycardia.

Has this ever happened before? - No.

This is Milo's first time in the pool since the surgery.

Did you call Mom?

She just texted me back, Bud.

She's on her way now.

We recently separated.

BP's 202 over 120.

Take some slow, deep breaths.

OK?

Uh, this blood pressure could put his new heart into failure.

We'll treat that, but I'm also going to need to sedate him.

Is his body rejecting his heart?

- He's still within... - Dad.

The time frame where that's a possibility.

Hypertension isn't a symptom of rejection.

But let's not jump to any conclusions.

I'm going to run some tests.

Let's start an esmolol drip.

Let's get a transthoracic echo

and give him some Ativan for his anxiety.

Why won't you listen to me?

I know what's wrong.

It doesn't want me.

What? What doesn't want you?

The heart.

It told me it wants out of my body.

So Milo says his new heart doesn't want him.

So he says, yeah.

I wonder if it's how he's emotionally processing

his physical distress?

I mean, could he actually be rejecting the heart?

Not likely. His echo came back normal.

But his hypertension is very real,

and a threat to his heart long-term.

What anti-rejection meds is he taking?

- Prednisone. - Oh.

Well-known psychological side effects there.

Uh, I... I'm happy to have a chat with him.

Great.

Uh, what's, uh...

Why are the screens frozen?

EMR software is down.

Yeah, did you call IT?

Yeah. I'm on hold, honey.

There was a server update last night,

now the whole system's gone haywire.

Yeah, I'm still here.

Three hours.

OK. - No, no, no. Come here.

Yeah.

Yeah, We don't have three hours, Leonard.

We need these fixed in ten minutes flat.

Unacceptable.

The emergency department takes precedence.

It's... it's... literally in the name.

Deal. If you come through.

IT is like an insurance company.

You never accept the first no.

What did you promise him, Dr. Asher?

Archer.

Wait, you have a Dr. Asher

and Archer in the same department?

Must be terribly confusing.

Where's my dad?

Outside waiting for your mom.

Milo, I'm Dr. Charles.

Um...

Dr. Archer was hoping that we could have a little chat.

Would that be OK with you?

I guess.

Um, so...

he was telling me that your...

your new heart has been talking to you.

Well, she talks to me through her heart.

Her heart? Your donor's, you mean?

Yeah.

Huh.

So you know who she was?

Who she is?

No.

I... I don't know her name.

OK. Well, I... I guess I'm just curious.

How did you know that your donor was a she?

I don't know.

I just know.

She doesn't want me to have her heart anymore.

So when did she start talking to you?

Today.

When I was swimming.

That's when my heart started racing.

I couldn't breathe.

But I could feel

her anger.

I wonder why she'd be angry at you.

Because I'm still alive and she isn't.

OK.

"Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense

"and discover when it is too late

that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes."

Do you agree with Oscar Wilde?

I think it's an interesting point.

Hey, uh...

does Dr. Lenox personally know the patient in treatment five?

No, but she did her intake last night.

The patient ingested tetrodotoxin from a pufferfish.

She arrested in the ambulance, arrived hypotensive,

and now she's in fulminant liver failure.

Did she tried neostigmine or monoclonal antibody?

They tried everything.

It's tragic, but Lenox sees tragic on the regular.

Why'd she decide to read to this particular patient?

All I know is that Lenox went in there

last night after her shift ended and she hasn't come out.

Mm.

Hey, do you want me

to take the Milo Perdera case off your hands?

No, I'm gonna see it through.

All right.

Boomshakalaka!

Back online with two minutes to spare.

Time to collect my reward.

Actually two minutes late, Leonard.

But, uh, nice try.

Don't worry. I'm still good for it.

Just come back at the end of your shift.

Thanks, Dr. A.

Not as bad as everyone says.

Really? What do they say?

Grump, grouch.

"Pissy little bitch," gets tossed around.

Thank you, Leonard.

I just want to clear the air.

It's already forgotten.

It's not about me.

It's about work. Trying to tell you.

Please, can we just leave it in the past?

- Jonathan. - No, I'm... we're good.

We're good.

Don't ask.

Don't worry.

Please can somebody help my wife?

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I got this, Wendy.

Hold it right there.

You're going to treatment three.

All right. What happened?

- She shocked herself. - No, I'm fine.

We threw a breaker

and I got a tiny jolt when I reset it in the garage.

This is all my fault.

And my husband, he's overreacting.

Look, this is our first.

I should have had an electrician

rewire the house before we moved in.

How far along are you?

- I'm 18 weeks. - 18 weeks.

All right, well, your husband was right to bring you in.

- I hate to say I told you so. - I'll never live this down.

- Where does it hurt? - My stomach.

Has this happened before?

- First time. - No.

Maggie, will you page Hannah, have her meet me?

- All right. - Come on. Let's go in here.

Come on.

Laura, what's your pain level now?

Mm, maybe a five.

OK, that's good, but we could do better.

Another four of morphine?

Yeah, that should work.

Is the pain from being shocked?

Possibly.

The uterus is an excellent conductor,

so even a small electric shock

could put significant stress on the baby.

So it did hurt the baby?

Your baby looks just fine.

Maybe a little agitated, though.

Did you have a 12-week checkup with your OB/GYN?

Yeah. Dr. Fisher did a full ultrasound.

OK, I will give him a call, let him know that you're here,

and ask to see those images.

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

I don't know how

her OB/GYN missed a mass that big on her ovary.

I know.

I'll, uh. get the 12-week ultrasound images.

The CEA and CA-125 tumor markers in the meantime.

"Ah, Dorian, how happy you are.

"What an exquisite life you have had.

"You have drunk deeply of everything.

"You have crushed the grapes against your palate.

"Nothing has been hidden from you.

And"... - Dr. Lenox?

Yes, Astrid?

Why are you here with me?

Shouldn't you be out there saving lives?

I don't think you should be alone.

Certainly I'm not your first

terminal patient with no family.

Why me?

I don't know.

Are you happy with the life you lived?

Oh.

Let's not waste time talking about me.

I'm about to die.

What else are we going to talk about?

You took him to the pool without checking with me first?

Why would I?

His cardiologist said it would be good for him.

Why would I?

Because I'm his mother!

Barely.

When's the last time you sat down

and ate a meal with our son?

Please stop fighting.

Yeah, please calm down.

All right, he's tachycardic, hypertensive again.

What does that mean?

It means his heart's beating too fast

and his blood pressure is out of control.

All right, let's increase his esmolol drip

and throw in nitroprusside.

You got it.

Gonna need you to take some slow, deep breaths.

Can you do that for me?

My heart doesn't want me. She's going to kill me!

All right. Doris, let's push 40 milligrams of ketamine.

I'm going to give you something

to calm your heart down, all right?

- OK, OK. - OK?

OK, count backward from 100.

Ketamine's on board.

100...

99...

9-98.

Oh, he's out.

What the hell is going on with my son?

I think Milo's issues might be psychological.

Why?

He thinks the heart doesn't want him,

that the donor is speaking to him through the heart.

How could you not tell me that?

Well, Jessie, when you work 70 hours a week,

you're bound to miss something.

Enough! Enough.

I get that you two are having marital issues,

but your son is sick.

You've got one responsibility right now,

and that's to make this kid feel safe!

You have no right!

Oh, please, just suck it up.

Dr. Archer, could I get a quick word, please?

They are killing that kid.

Very possibly.

But you know, in my experience,

inside voice tends to be a little more effective

when you're trying to impart that kind of information.

Sure, sure, sure, but I tell you,

it's very clear to me that Milo's panic attacks

are being caused by his parents' separation.

Look, I don't disagree.

But I think situation also

might have gotten a little more complicated than that.

Yeah? Complicated how?

You ever heard of cellular memory

in post-surgical organ transplants?

Supposedly, transplanted organs retain

the memory of the donors,

which the recipients then experience, yeah.

Right. Evidence is mostly anecdotal,

but there, you know, a couple documented cases.

Yeah, yeah.

It sounds a little magical to me.

You actually believe that's what's happening to Milo?

I don't know. Point is, he believes it.

So kind of got to meet him where he lives, you know?

Yeah.

So what? We should just go along with his delusion?

Uh, I don't know.

I can't help thinking that

if he were to learn something about his donor,

it would just demystify the situation for him, you know?

Dissipate his fear. - So what?

You're suggesting that we reach out to the donor family

and have them meet Milo?

If both sides were open to it, yeah.

I mean, donor families and recipients

are absolutely allowed to meet if everyone's on the same page.

Your OB/GYN took this ultrasound image

when you were 12 weeks pregnant.

Here you can see a small mass growing on your right ovary.

I know. It's a cyst.

Dr. Fisher said it was nothing to worry about.

It's not a cyst.

Unfortunately, on today's ultrasound image,

the mass has doubled in size

and increased significantly in vascularity.

OK, so what does that mean?

I have cancer.

Your tumor markers would signify that, yes.

OK.

What do I do to ensure I deliver my baby safely?

Your best and first option

would be removing the cyst surgically.

But isn't that a risk for our baby?

As with any surgery,

there's always a certain degree of risk.

But the second trimester

is actually the safest time to perform this procedure.

I think we do it, Laurel.

And if I don't do the surgery,

can I still carry to term?

You could, yes.

But by then, the cancer will likely have metastasized

and your chances of survival would diminish.

Yeah, but there would be less risk to my baby.

Well, technically, yes, that's correct, but...

Yeah, that's what I want to do.

Laurel, uh...

I would strongly suggest reconsidering.

No, my mind is made up.

Yeah, that's an incredibly stupid decision.

Dr. Archer.

You think you're protecting your baby,

but the risk of the surgery harming her

is significantly lower

than the cancer killing you if left untreated.

So bottom line, you skip the surgery,

that baby grows up without a mother.

It's up to you.

I'll be right back.

Hey.

What the hell was that?

I'm just cutting through the mental gymnastics, that's all.

She doesn't need tough love, Dean.

She needs empathy and direction.

No, what she needs is to live another 18 years.

I'd think that you, of all people, would get that.

Oh, cool.

You're going to play my dead mom card on me?

Of course I get it.

But whatever choice they make,

we have to respect their decision.

And it's a bad decision.

I mean, people will justify any excuse

to avoid what's hard and scary,

but somebody's got to step in and save them from themselves.

Oh, well, thank God you're here to save us all.

Sorry to interrupt,

but, uh, Laurel decided to do the surgery.

Damn it.

Unfortunately, I have some bad news.

The mother of Milo's donor

opted out of any contact with him before the transplant.

So we know nothing about the donor?

No name, no address?

Their records are sealed.

The only information I got

from Organ Donors of America

is that the heart came from a 14-year-old girl.

A girl?

Lucky guess for Milo.

All right, so worth a shot.

Um, we're going to pivot to traditional therapy

and, uh...

Have a chat with Mom and Dad

about toning it down in front of their kid.

I mean, give me a break.

Yeah, I have zero faith that those two

will ever see clearly through their own anger,

let alone do right by their own son.

Yeah, but what other choice do we have?

Thank you, Leonard.

You're a peach.

We will never speak of this again.

We got a trauma en route. Man versus drive-through.

Oh. That sounds compelling.

My DoorDash arrive?

Uh...

ask Doris.

Oh, awesome.

What?

It was just sitting here getting cold.

That was Leonard's reward for getting the EMR up and running.

I promised him.

It's a Portillo's hot dog.

I... I can't be held responsible for my actions.

That's a fair point.

Did you... did you put ketchup on that dog?

Maybe.

Call yourself a Chicagoan.

Another fair point.

I can't get behind no ketchup, Doris.

Oh, boy. What's with the mask?

The spit hood?

He kept spitting at the cops, so they muzzled him.

The devil gets dessert,

but the bees are stinging my tongue!

I want my McFlurry!

McFlurry.

Suspected PCP user

approached a drive-through window

screaming for a McFlurry.

When the employees refused to serve him,

he punched a hole through the glass and tried to climb in.

Lacerated knuckles on his right hand.

BP is 150 over 91, heart rate's 130.

Maybe they just could've given the man a free McFlurry

and avoided all this?

He was at Taco Bell.

Oh.

I will light your eyeballs on fire!

Goodness gracious,

he's acting crazier than a sprayed roach.

That's the PCP. Give him a 5 and 2.

IV or IM?

You think you can give this guy an IV?

IM. - I feel no pain.

Oh, you will, you will, you will, my friend, you will.

Glass hasn't lacerated anything vital.

I'll have a med student remove these

and suture the deeper wounds.

Give me a tox panel and chemistry.

OK.

Five milligrams of Haldol and two of Ativan.

It's nappy time.

There you go.

I would like fries with that.

Let's loosen the restraints.

Get him ready for transfer on my count.

One, two, three.

Get him in four-point restraints

and then get X-ray in here ASAP.

I'll make it happen.

Dr. Archer.

Dr. Lenox needs you in treatment five.

It can't wait.

I can't call time of death 'cause I'm not on shift.

Time of death, 15:29.

Thank you.

Can I help you?

Yes. Hi.

Uh, I'm Dr. Dean Archer

and I work at Gaffney Chicago Medical Center.

Are you Heather Williams? - I am.

I'm here because of

a 12-year-old patient of mine named Milo Perdera.

He received your daughter's heart.

How did you find me?

Milo's experiencing some psychiatric challenges

due to his parents' breakup, and his anxiety is causing him

to have some potentially serious heart issues.

I'm sorry to hear that, but that has nothing to do with me.

OK. Milo believes that your daughter is

speaking to him through her heart.

What are you talking about?

He thinks your daughter doesn't want him

to have the heart anymore.

I'm not sure what you want from me.

You could convince him that he's wrong.

I'm sorry, I... I just can't go back there.

I understand, and I have no right to ask this of you.

But Milo's a sweet kid and he's very scared right now

and I wouldn't want you to regret

standing by and letting your daughter's gift go to waste.

Hi, Milo. I'm...

I'm Heather.

My daughter Mackenzie donated her heart to you.

I'm sorry she died.

I...

Dr. Archer told me Mackenzie's been talking to you.

Yeah.

What'd she say?

She doesn't want me to have her heart anymore.

But she's right.

I don't deserve it.

Well, that doesn't sound like Mackenzie.

She knows I make my parents argue.

They're getting a divorce.

And if I hadn't gotten sick and needed surgery...

I think they'd still be together.

Mm.

Well, I've got bad news for you.

People argue.

Mackenzie and I used to argue all the time.

What did you guys argue about?

What didn't we argue about?

Um, cleaning her room.

Not getting a phone until she was 13.

About the fact her dad and I got divorced when she was 11.

She was very angry at us about that.

I don't blame her.

But Mackenzie was an amazing daughter.

How did she die?

Um...

She was waterskiing with her cousins

and she got tangled in the rope

and it pulled her underwater and she couldn't get any air.

My baby drowned.

Maybe that's what upset her.

What do you mean?

I was in the pool, swimming for the first time.

That's when my heart started pounding out of control.

I couldn't breathe.

Maybe she was scared of the water.

Milo.

I'm so glad a little piece of my Mackenzie

lives on in you.

But I promise you, she's not angry.

I know she wants to share her heart.

I just...

I can feel it.

Can you?

I can now.

Mm.

Do you want to talk with her?

There you are, my Mackenzie.

I love you so much, and I miss you more than you can imagine.

But I am so glad that you are with Milo now.

And I know you're going to take good care of him

for a very, very long time.

So I guess it was just a coincidence that Milo's

cardiac episode occurred in a pool and his donor drowned?

Uh, probably.

Mm, who really knows?

I feel like I just witnessed something

that can't totally be explained.

Welcome to my world.

I don't think it was a coincidence.

Very, um...

open minded of you, Dean-o.

He was carrying a lot of guilt, though,

and guilt can be a powerful emotion.

And absolution can be a very powerful remedy.

Right?

Right.

No cage can hold me!

I want my McFlurry now!

We have a situation with a male patient high on PCP.

With Oreos!

Do you understand?

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Buddy, buddy, buddy.

Why don't you put that glass down?

We can have a little chat. Come on.

With Oreos!

Absolutely, double-stuffed.

But I... I need you to look at me right now.

Just leave it right here, man.

Right here. Right up here.

You cannot defeat me.

Absolutely not.

You're way too smart for me, man.

Thought it was coming!

Thanks for the assist.

The assist?

I saved your ass.

It was your responsibility to make sure that the patient

was properly restrained. - I did restrain him.

Properly?

Instead, he sliced Dr. Lenox's arm

with a shard of glass that you should have discarded.

That was her own fault, not mine.

Wow.

OK.

Go home.

You're not allowed to fire me.

I'm not trying to.

Sadly, I need you.

So just...

come back tomorrow and just...

do better.

Yeah, I think you really got through to her.

This situation is unsustainable.

We need more full-time nurses.

Well, you should take that on the road.

I'm being serious.

So am I.

Didn't a leadership position

just open up in the nurses union?

Yeah, Holly Spots is retiring

and our contracts are about to expire.

So then what are you waiting for?

All right? Toss your name in the ring.

Sorry about your patient.

Astrid didn't have a family,

so I didn't want her to be alone.

I never thought it would be a random patient...

that would, uh...

melt your cold, dead heart.

- I admired Astrid's strength. - Mm.

You know, a week ago, she had no clue

that she was about to die.

And it didn't break her.

She was really proud of the life that she lived.

No regrets.

She represents to you

all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.

Excuse me. You've read "Dorian Gray?"

I read books, Dr. Lenox.

Not a lot else to do on a Naval ship.

I hope I have Astrid's strength when the time comes.

You're a baby.

Don't worry about it.

My mother died of prion disease

when she was 45 years old.

Sorry.

From the day she was diagnosed

to the day she died was 11 months.

It was very fast.

My father took his own life three hours later.

Didn't know how to live without her.

It was like this...

silent nuclear explosion that decimated our family.

And I was 19, so I adopted my brother Kip.

And...

Which prion disease?

Gerstmann-Straussler-Scheinker.

GSS.

Do you have it?

I don't know.

My brother and I took an oath that we would never get tested.

So...

If my brain has an expiration date,

no, I... I don't want to know.

Even with 50/50 odds?

You think I'm foolish.

No.

It takes courage

to live with that uncertainty.

Just drives me to live a life

that does as much good as possible,

just in case.

You'll be OK, soldier.

Why did you share this with me, of all people?

I knew you wouldn't pity me.

Us cold, dead hearts have to stick together.

Time to pay up, Dr. Archer.

Indeed it is, Leonard.

Maggie.

Yes.

Just arrived and still warm.

Awesome sauce.

And you'll do this every day for a month?

- Mm. - A month?

You promised.

Just greasing the wheels, Maggie.

Leonard was hugely helpful today.

Got our EMR back in working order.

Among other internet crimes.

Goodbye, Leonard.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, Dr. Archer.

I just examined Milo, per your request.

And his hypertension has been resolved.

OK, great.

Thank you.

Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

Sure.

What was that all about?

You guys are usually so tight.

I gave him a little too much truth.

Looks like it hurt.

There you are.

Hey.

That was a long surgery. How'd it go?

Yeah. Good, good.

Mom and unborn baby are doing great.

And I have no reason to think that Laurel

won't be able to carry her baby girl to full term.

Excellent. How's dad holding up?

He's beating himself up again.

That's his thing.

As opposed to mine, who beats up on others.

Is that an apology?

Yeah.

I was, uh...

I was awful.

- You were. - Yeah.

And I accept.

What's going on?

Sean found his mother dead this morning.

What?

Oh, my God. Dean, I'm...

- Yeah. - I'm so sorry.

Yeah, yeah. Bad.

Subdural hematoma.

Leanne fell, hit her head. She was drunk.

How's Sean?

I don't know. Shaken up.

How are you?

Right after I got off the phone with Sean, I...

went and fished out an old picture of Leanne and me

before we were engaged.

And you could just tell

how crazy about each other we were, you know?

We got married.

And just...

we had... we had a ball.

Mm.

She started drinking just after Sean was born.

And I would ship out for months at a time

and leave her to parent alone

and she became resentful.

And then I got resentful.

I got wounded.

It was a mess.

Oh.

And somehow, I convinced myself

that the best thing for everybody would be to leave.

I mean, who does that?

If I'd stuck around, maybe Sean

wouldn't have been a drug addict.

Mm-mm.

Maybe Leanne would be alive today.

- Stop. - What?

- Stop. - Stop what?

- Stop torturing yourself. - Oh, come on.

My inability to change the past leaves me with no other option.

OK, well, I think

you're choosing that option.

And if you're going to keep choosing to torture yourself,

then you're going to do it alone.

Hey, alone is something I'm pretty good at.

And how is that working out for you, Dean?

You can't woulda-coulda-shoulda your life.

Trust me, I've tried. It's a dead end.

You still have time to live your life,

but you have to take the past, treat it as a lesson,

a necessary step to get you to where you want to be.

Where do I want to be?

That's up to you.

I'm flying to O'Hare tomorrow afternoon.

I'll be there.

I'm sorry I was MIA today.

Hey, that's OK.

I meant to text you, but...

my brain was screaming and I just...

Yeah, didn't feel like talking.

Yeah.

Wonder where I get that.

Yeah, it's a mystery, I guess.

Look, your mother...

wasn't perfect.

But she always

really loved you.

In fact, that was the one thing we always had in common.

Loving you.

I love you, too, Dad.

Well, I know you do. You gave me a kidney.

Hey.

I, uh, brought dinner and...

Dessert.

Oh, I, uh, I don't do berries.

You don't do berries?

Yeah, I've... I've...

I've always found them indulgent.

Well, maybe it's time for a change.

Maybe it is.

Come in.