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Who is that very distinguished-looking
tall glass of water?

Wouldn't throw him out
of bed for eating crackers, huh?

Dr. Ron Rudd.
They brought me in to run the department.

From what I gather, they had some pretty big
ethical and moral issues a few months back.

You have 10% kidney function,

and we need to get you on
emergency dialysis immediately.

You were willing to let them throw me
under the bus, but now you need me.

I do, because now they're gonna
throw me under the bus with you.

Do you have your files?

We know that you're throwing us to the wolves
and you've hired my replacement.

- Somebody has to be guilty.
- It isn't me.

Suzi: What part of "We have you
by the balls" do you not understand?

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Okay.

- What's that?
- It's a canary.

It's part of your pet therapy.

It's supposed to cheer you up.

First we had a dog, now we got birds.

They don't tell me
what's going on around here.

But I'll be back in a little bit
to show you how to feed it, okay?

I have to take care of it?

Mm-hm.

You are gonna feel some tiny pokes.

- Tell me if you feel any pain.
- Okay.

- This has healed up nicely.
- Good.

You guys heard any
of the rumors flying around

about bankruptcy and layoffs?

Ow, ow, ow! I'm just kidding.

A sense of humor helps. So will this port.

Make your inconvenienced life
slightly less inconvenient.

Don't sleep on it, protect it,

cover it while bathing, you know the drill.

And we will see you today
at six o'clock at dialysis.

How are you doing, Dawn?

Oh, good. Yeah, I've never been better.

Do you have any family
who could offer support?

Yes, my family's wonderful.

Okay.

Didi: No, you do not
need to come down here.

Yvette, please don't tell me
what I did or did not see. Okay?

It is under control. She's perfectly
situated in our living room

is where she is right now.

Ring, ring! This is for everyone!

This involves everyone! This
is important, so good morning!

Uh, Ron, people.

Dr. Rudd is staying on with us.

He's going to be part of our new normal.

I look forward to working under Dr.
James, so to speak.

We're all going to take turns
holding his hand, so to speak.

And teach him everything
that we know about geriatrics

and palliative care. Oh!

Everybody in. Ron, Dawn,
gentlemen, pack it in.

Dawn: Uh, Mrs. Spindler.

She's here recovering from her
broken hip replacement.

- What am I gonna do with you?
- Send me home.

Mrs. Spindler dropped another
three pounds since Tuesday.

My nurses tell me that you haven't
had one single thing to eat

- since you were admitted.
- They're not telling the truth.

- So you're not having a problem eating?
- None!

What would you say if I
jotted a note on your chart

saying that I suspected an eating disorder?

Do you vomit? Do you take laxatives?

I don't eat because my dentures hurt.

And there's things
I stay away from to keep fit.

I don't eat fat, red meat, seeds, spices.

I hate nuts. I like salmon.

Well, if we can't admit
that there's a problem,

then we'll never be able to
discuss the reasons why, will we?

The bells.

It's the infectious disease drill.

From the Ebola crisis last spring.

Ridiculous then, ridiculous now.

Extended Care, first floor.

A cruise ship?

What... Norovirus?

How many beds?

- What do you got?
- Abdominal.

I've never felt this bad in my entire life.

Yes, it's explosive at both ends, but
we're gonna get you feeling better.

We have excellent bowel protocols.

Didi, fluids and electrolytes.

Marguerite, get an emesis basin.

We need to screen all patients for domestic

and sexual abuse before treatment. Um...

Let's see. Do you feel safe at home

or have you experienced mental or physical

- "or sexual abuse whatsoever?"
- No.

"Have you experienced physical violence
at the hands of an intimate partner,"

including pushing, slapping, shoving,

- hit with something hard?
- No!

I took a Lomotil and two Imodium
after the first squirt,

and it just plugged me up.

Are you having difficulty
expressing yourself?

I can't shit if that's what you're asking.

Ma'am, that's what I'm asking.

"Has your partner ever refused
to practice safe sex?"

- No.
- "Has anyone ever made you do something sexual

- "you did not want to do?"
- No.

"Have you ever been touched
in a way that made you

- "feel uncomfortable?"
- No.

Jenna: Cruise ships.

The poor, elderly vacationers

who get wheeled on board with their
Foleys and their oxygen tanks

and their stoma bags, and a virus hits,

it just mows 'em down like tenpins.

Don't get it anywhere in you or on you.

It's highly contagious.

Sh... Marguerite. That'd be yours.

How are you feeling, Mrs. Stein?

I'm feeling okay, actually.

Except for my inoperable cancer.

What kind of cancer, may I ask?

Pancreatic. This cruise
was a gift to myself.

The food was delicious.

Dawn, can we get a link to her health
records from the ship's nurse?

Mrs. Stein, could you
tell me your date of birth?

- April 25, 1930.
- Mm-hm.

And may I ask where you were born?

Krakow, Poland.

Here. There's little
Callie, got his new smile.

Here's one of him before
with the cleft palate.

How do you put a price on a smile, eh?

I wish he would just shut up already.

All he ever talks about is Honduras
and fixing people's harelips.

So what's going on here, by the way?

This three-quarter sleeve look.
Is this the new you?

Probably.

Knockout.

Dawn, I got a patient, Mrs. Litwin,

in severe abdominal distress.

She has constipation
and diarrhea at the same time.

- Nice trick.
- Jenn: Dawn, I'm admitting Mrs. Stein,

so remove the patient from 107.

She's almost well,
and Mrs. Stein is from Krakow.

Okay.

Mrs. Litwin, I understand you are
experiencing some tummy pain.

Yes, please do something.
I can't take much more.

Okay. We're gonna go ahead and
give you a therapeutic enema,

- if that's all right with you.
- Okay.

Marguerite, can you go ahead and
give her the enema, please?

Mrs. Litwin: Oh! It hurts.

Hello. Is Didi Ortley here?
Oh, there she is.

- Ma'am, I'm sorry, you can't just...
- It's okay.

I'm her sister-in-law.

- We need to talk.
- Shit!

Damn it, Yvette.

What part of do not come down
here did you not understand?

Not the least bit of it. She hung
up on me, then blocked my calls.

My sister-in-law.

You can't block my calls and
expect me not to come down.

I canceled my flight,
took a personal leave layover.

I haven't eaten since Amsterdam.

You need to discuss things, Didi,

you know, you can't just go making
upheaval and unilaterally move someone...

Marguerite, get the dog off her tray.

Marguerite: Ruffles! What's
the shit with this place?

Looks like Hurricane Katrina.

Actually, I did need
to take unilateral action.

You were on a flight, Darnell had a
concussion, and Waylon is just Waylon.

What she did is she drove up to Pasadena,

removed our mother-in-law
from Sunset Villas,

and then takes her home to sleep
on a bed in her living room,

without discussing it.

I got there, Yvette, I walked in,

she was standing
in the hallway looking wild,

robe open, no gown, breasts
hanging, just looking wild.

Well, if you didn't tell her
you were coming,

of course she was surprised, Didi.

You can't just show up without
telling her, it confuses her.

Uh-uh. Not confused, wild. Okay?
She looked right through me.

And she smelled foul. She smelled
because she wouldn't let anyone

near her to bathe her, all right?

So she hadn't had a bath and she
smelled like urine and smegma.

Oh, God, that word, that's an awful word.

And it wasn't just in her folds,
it was all up and through.

I took her out of there because
she was neglected and unbathed

and smelling like sweet smegma.

Now you're just doing it on purpose.

Yvette, I think I know what I'm doing,

and I would appreciate it if you
didn't go inciting everybody

and turning this into a whole lot of mess.

Oh, is that right?

Okay, okay, Yvette, look.
I have a break in an hour.

Go to the cafeteria, have a doughnut.

I'll meet you there
and we can talk about it then,

without all the usual family drama.

Providence brought you to us, Mrs. Stein.

Under normal circumstances you would
have been admitted at the hospital,

but fate, it seems, has
delivered you into our arms.

Latoodaplatin shows potential to be a
paradigm-shifter in pancreatic cancer.

We're in a very limited
Phase 2 efficacy trial,

but one of the participants
has dropped out,

and so there's an immediate opening.

Well we do clinical trials
to discover all the side effects

and we have a list of knowns so far:
disorientation, unsteadiness,

tiny risk of stroke,
minor respiratory distress.

But it is THE best option
out of a lot of not great options.

I've always been lucky
so what have I got to lose?

We must get her started right away.

Dawn, go down to pharmacy yourself
for the initial round.

I'll fax and expedite her enrollment.

She has survived all these years.

She's an endangered species,

and we have to take extra
special care of Mrs. Stein.

She has an important story to be
told, to be... to be preserved.

Mrs. Stein, have you done an oral history?

- No.
- Oh, I think you should.

I think that we should arrange
that while you're with us.

Patsy: This'll keep you going.

There we go.

The most important part of exercise
is to be consistent, Sammy.

You know? Even when people
don't respect our needs

to take care of ourselves. Right?

Sammy. Hi. Dennis dropped you early?

Where's your sweater?

- Sammy works at Costco.
- Oh, I know, Dawn. He told me.

- Did you have breakfast?
- Yes.

Yeah, what did you have?

I make everybody oatmeal with raisins.

Ooh, that sounds great.
Huh? Did you have banana?

- For potassium?
- We were out of bananas.

Well, I have "badabas" in the break room.

Huh? Why don't we all have a "badaba"?

- Patsy...
- Sammy?

I love bananas.

Come on, Dawn. Live a little. Huh?

You know what? I'd love a "badaba."

Come on.

How it catches up with you. How it changes.

I used to watch World War II specials,

which was odd for a little girl,
but my father, you see...

Back then, Auschwitz, Dachau, it
was like it was only yesterday,

but now, 70, 80 years,
it's just so long ago,

it might as well be the Civil War

or the Middle Ages.

It just goes by so fast.

I don't know if I would know
how to live in a world

where Auschwitz is gone.

Just the moral clarity of it all.

- Birdy Lamb?
- Hello.

Hello, Miss Lamb. This is Dr. Rudd.

He usually works in Honduras,

but I'm giving him some pointers

and helping him bone up on palliative care,

which, as you know,
is talking to the patients,

and getting to know their hopes and desires

of how they want
to live out their last days.

So I would like your
permission to observe him

as he comes to give you the
results from your last scan.

- That be okay?
- Yes.

Are the results bad?

Well, let's just...

Ron, go ahead. Step in. Ron.

- Knock-knock.
- Who's there?

Ms. Lamb, I'm Dr. Rudd,

and I have the latest results
of your scans.

Would you mind if I sat down and
I visited with you for a minute?

Mm... nice.

Nice.

Dog is a dick, by the way.

Ruffles is not a dick.
Ruffles is a love bug.

If you want Ruffles to love you,
you have to love him first.

Dogs are like people, Didi.

If you want them to love you,
you have to love them back.

Jenna: Still not eating, I see?

Who do you think

that I have in that room just over there?

No names, but someone
who survived Auschwitz.

And what do you think that they had to eat?

And you're depriving yourself
of this nutritious food?

- Patsy, Dawn: One, two, three!
- Same!

Patsy, Dawn: One, two, three! Oh!

Eh!

One, two, three! Ow!

Ahh!

Both: One, two, three!

- One, two, three!
- Now I just...

- One, two, three! Oh!
- We're doing the same thing.

Okay, one, two, three!

He's good.

Dawn: Know what would be great?

A house with a screened-in
lanai, on stilts on the water,

and we'd all have leis.

And Sammy could still work at Costco.

- Could Dennis come, too?
- Sure.

And saunas and massages, and sunsets.

Mm.

The tropical sunsets are
exquisite and beautiful and...

Look at us.

Look what we've become.

We're completely devoted to
something greater than ourselves.

Dawn?

Mm... it's tears of happiness, Pats.

I'm just... I'm happy.

Sorry I am late.

Dee, Yvette called, drags me down here.

Darnell! Yvette, I asked you...

I rang him up. Everybody
needs to be involved, Didi.

Darnell: I do not have much time,
I gotta get back to the site.

Where's Waylon? I suppose
you rang him up too.

This food is a bargain.

They must have it underwritten or
something, to be so cheap. Hey, Didi.

It's underwritten, right? They probably got
some kinda subsidy or something, I bet.

Hey, brother, got you a burger.

Thank you, man, I'm not hungry.

Okay, but guess how much it cost?

Nobody's guessin' nothing. Okay?

We have not gathered
for a family dining event.

Honey, you and Darnell need to discuss
your mother's welfare a priori.

Darnell: Jesus, Yvette, we know.

Yvette: I landed at LAX at 8:30

and thought I'd call Mama Viv and say hi,

but Sunset Villas tells me
she's not there anymore.

So when I asked them where she is,

they say she had vacated the premises

and been permanently relocated by Denise
as of seven o'clock this morning.

I called Didi to say what's
up, and she tells me

that Mama Viv is now
in a bed in your front room.

Wait, so you were not a part of this?

- I had a concussion.
- How'd you get a concussion?

He hit his head in a dumpster.

Okay, and who's gonna go back to
the Villas and get her things?

- Oh. It's gonna be me, I know it's gonna be me.
- Here we go. Here we go.

Who was the one who got stuck cleaning out
the house when she moved into the Villas,

got stuck cleaning out 37
years of crap in that house?

Me. All her keepsakes and souvenirs.

Yvette, those souvenirs
can go fuck themselves. Okay?

And who's gonna change her diaper?

Her diaper needs to be changed
every three hours.

What do you think I do for a living?
When you're not there, Didi.

Because this is all higgledy-piggledy.

Andre is with her today, along with
Miss Norris from across the street,

and then Carmen tomorrow, until
we can get it figured out.

We even got a nanny cam.
Show 'em on your phone, babe.

- How long the cafeteria open?
- Waylon.

You know Didi doesn't do anything
half-measures. Didi thinks things through.

- Thank you.
- There.

- What's that?
- Our living room.

Well, I don't see Mama Viv,
I don't see Andre.

Well, maybe they're in the kitchen,
or he took her for a walk.

Y'all got a medium-sized dog
or a large cat or something?

- No.
- Waylon: Well, there's something moving around

under this blanket
on the floor here by the bed.

Is that a leg? See? That's Mama Viv!
She's on the floor!

- Didi?
- Mama Viv, she on the floor!

Andre, Mama Viv is on the floor!

- 'Cause we looking!
- Son, stay by her.

Get her back up in the bed.

Slowly.

See if she's okay or if she needs 911.

- There you are.
- Sorry.

Um, Mrs. Stein is agitated. I think
we're having an adverse event here.

She keeps calling out
for "Wolf" and "Bernard."

- Who is that?
- Camp commandants, liberators, pets?

Who knows? So you get her settled.

I'm gonna consult with some
other Phase 2 participants.

But there's definite delirium,
possible hallucinations.

So you comfort her and I will
go make some immediate calls.

Let's get you back into bed, Ms. Stein.

Yeah. Raspberries and cream.

Oh, wow! That sounds nice.
Raspberries and cream!

Raspberries and cream.

- Are you sad, Sammy?
- No.

It's okay, I know you're sad.

I'm okay, Dawn. I'm not sad.

Life isn't how you imagined it might be.

You had all these dreams.

See, I know, because I know someone
who's a lot like you, Sammy.

Feels a lot of the same things you feel.

- Really?
- Someone who wanted to be popular

and loved and beautiful.

And you know what?

She learned that there's a
different kind of beauty, Sammy,

something that has nothing
to do with your face.

Because you have a special glow within you

because you are a deep... person

who has suffered.

And you know what? Every day that
you wake up and are still alive,

it's precious. Does that help you?

Dawn? Excuse me. I gave Mrs. Litwin
three enemas and nothing's happening.

Nothing is coming out at all.
She's just moaning. Hey, Sammy.

Belly big as a watermelon.

This is Dr. Jenna James. I need the
department of oncology, please.

Would I be calling if it wasn't important?

Yeah, put me through to Lance. I need
to pick his brain about Latoodaplatin.

Excuse me.

There you are. Every time
I look over there, you're gone.

I'm sorry, one of the patients
from the Swedish Princess

is suffering severe abdominal distress.

I'm afraid her colon's gonna perf.

Well, Dawn, obviously,

she needs to be evacuated manually.

So get one of my anal horns, there's
plenty in the box right there,

and go evacuate her.

Here we go. Relief is at hand. Marguerite.

Okay. We are going to perform a
non-surgical fecal diversion.

Mrs. Litwin: Whatever it takes.

- Do you know how to use it?
- I've had training.

Yeah. However, I'm a little bit tired,

so I'm gonna go ahead and sit.

I'm gonna hand-inflate
the indwelling C-ring,

and you can do the insertion.

Bowel management is a real bugaboo
in geriatrics, Marguerite.

Hook that collection bag
up there. Here we go.

All right. There we go.

Okay. You're going to feel a little pressure,
just a little bit of pressure,

as the indwelling rectal valve inflates.

- It might feel nice.
- What?

Okay. Nothing's happening.

Okay, nothing's coming out.
Something is clearly blocking the flow.

Marguerite, can you jiggle it?
Can you jiggle it?

Marguerite, jiggle it. Jiggle it.

- Okay...
- Man: Oh, God, it's gonna look bad.

Babe, do you know what?
Take the phone outside.

'Cause if I hear Yvette clucking "I told
you so" one more time in the background,

I'm gonna reach through
this phone and strangle her.

Mm-hm. No, no, no. Yeah.

No, thank God. Call me...
Call me when you get there.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Stop licking your ugly balls and go mingle.

Go be therapeutic. Go on.

Shit!

- Hey. What you doing?
- We have an incomplete evacuation here.

Can you, um, give it a little shake?

You okay? You napping or are you just...

- Hey, Pats. Can you give us a hand here?
- Patsy: Huh?

Can you take over for Didi?

Marguerite administered three enemas,

and I'm afraid this patient's
at risk of perfing.

I'm supposed to evacuate her, but Dr.
James's anal horn isn't working.

No, Dawn, I can't. She's
clearly a two-person lift.

- I just... my back, you two.
- I'll do it.

You know what? Take this thing out.
It's clearly blocking the flow.

You have to deflate it first. I'm
gonna go ahead and deflate it

as fast as I can. If you could help
us out by giving a little shove.

- Okay, just a little push.
- Don't strain... There you go, dear. Okay?

Oh, God! Patsy.
Oh, God. Is it in your mouth?

- I don't know, I can't see.
- Oh, God!

You did good, ma'am, you did real good.

Do not close your mouth!
Do not swallow! Here, swish!

- No, no, no.
- Swish.

You know what? It's okay. Let's just go.

- You've gotta disinfect your mouth!
- Come on!

You're just not used to being
out on the floor, that's all.

It's better. I feel better. Thank you.

Didi: Oh, shoot, Dawn, it's all coming out!

Then let's get her to a commode! Come on!

We are here to help, okay? Towel.
Could somebody please get me a towel?

- Fucking can't see!
- Woman: Somebody help them.

You truly are skin and bones.

I'm tired of hearing that.

Mm...

Well, did you have an eating
disorder when you were younger?

Or did you just start using the laxatives?

My daughter Carmen suffers with bulimia.

Does she? I'm sure she's very pretty.

She is.

When the dentist told me,
I didn't believe him.

'Cause, you know, I thought that
was a white girl's problem.

But she's in a group now
with girls her age.

But what do they know about growing older,

retirement, being a widow?

- I'm not a widow.
- Or running out of savings

or empty nest.

It's hardly empty nest
when your child dies,

when you out-live your own children.

Your son or your daughter?

My son.

My husband and my daughter
didn't tell me for a year.

Can you imagine that?

They thought it would upset me.

So they kept it from me
for a year and I didn't know.

They thought they could run out the clock.

I showed them.

I'm showing them all.

Jenna: We stabilized her
earlier disorientation,

but now she's experiencing
a little shortness of breath.

But I'm sure that that
will pass with the Noropine.

The Shoah Foundation
is sending over two advocates

tomorrow to record her memories.

Because I insisted. I said,
"Every single voice must count."

Retrieve them now

before the cruel cloud
of dementia washes over them.

And people are constantly
saying to me, "JJ",

you wanna be happy or you wanna be right?"

And I've always chosen right,

because somebody has
gotta stand up and be counted.

Because nurses can't save lives,

orderlies can't save lives,

and sometimes hurt feelings
are just collateral damage.

You know what I'm talking about.

Mrs. Stein, we think that you
might have experienced...

Mrs. Stein?

Mrs. St...

She's dead.

Oh!

Marguerite: What is this?

"Pursuant to section 14C
of the labor agreement,

this will inform you of 60-day notice
of termination of employment."

- What?
- Dawn got one, too. So did Patsy.

They are trying to shut us down.

There you are. Hi, Mrs. Stinson.

Hey, she's not done yet. How's it going?

Well, Mrs. Stein died. Dr. James locked
herself in her office for an hour.

Marguerite got a notice of termination.

We think they're closing Billy Barnes.

My mother-in-law fell, hit her head,

so she's over at the hospital
getting x-rays.

Okay. Uh...

I'm really sorry. I'll be up in a sec.

You don't have to wait down here.

They can just call up when she's finished.

What?

Dawn!

I just don't want anyone to worry.

It's not so bad. I just, I really
have to watch what I eat and drink.

Does anybody else know, or...?

No. Or just Dennis.

I don't want Dr. James to know.
I just don't.

Her x-ray looked fine. They're
gonna keep her overnight.

Where's Carmen? You guys about ready to go?

Uh, yeah, almost. I had her
sit and visit with a patient.

I heard about Mrs. Stein.

A98706. Her number.

God. Can you imagine?

Something gets put on your forearm

and you are forever marked. It wounds you.

Your life's never the same.
Everything that came before is...

And you step into this awful, ugly,

through-the-looking-glass world.

And forever in exile, really,

from what you might have been.

Oh, Dawn, you cared
for her too, didn't you?

Yeah.

- Hi.
- 2Hi.

- Heard it was a rough day.
- Yeah.

I am definitely going to fast for
Hanukkah this year. We could all do it.

A lot of these religious customs,
they have a health benefit, too.

Do you fast for Esperanza?

Kwanzaa.

We don't really celebrate it.
How's your driveway?

A couple of cracks at the top.

Hm. I told you that ficus
was gonna be a problem.

I could come by and give you a free patch.

I can match those colors so you can't
even tell it with the naked eye.

Wait, is there anything I can do or...?

Will you sing the "Pony" song?

Mm...