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Previously on Emily Owens M.D.:
What are you looking at, loser?

I'm not a loser.

Don't you recognize me?

I'm so bad with names.

Cassandra Kopelson,
from high school.

From high school.

(laughs nervously)

Now I remember why we called
you "Pits."

I like you.

I don't know...
Um, I don't see you like that.

Will, wait.

Did you think I was gonna
pine over you forever?

I am moving on.

Fine! I'm not over
you yet, okay?

But I am trying very hard.

In school I always loved math.

There was something
so rational,

so black and white about it.

You solved for X,
and got your answer.

Give Mrs. Stevens three-percent
sodium chloride solution

at a rate of 34.1
cc's per hour.

I encountered the double
variable problem from hell:

If a train carrying a ton
of coal travels

at its maximum speed,

what time will it arrive
at the station?

No matter what I did, I kept
getting the wrong answer.

Where are you going?

My watch. Forgot my watch.

And then suddenly it hit me.

I was focused on the speed
of the train

when I should have been focused
on the weight of the coal.

I just needed
to change my perspective.

Which is exactly
what I need now

in order to fall out of love
with Will--

a change in perspective.

Instead of focusing on what's
so great about him,

I'll focus on his flaws.

Focus on his flaws.

Hey.
Hey.

Change your perspective,
focus on his flaws.

He's obviously one
of those guys who's very...

sporty.

What a cliché;

a guy who's sporty.

What time is it?

7:58.

Let's start things off
a little differently today.

Pop quiz. Contraindications
to elective surgery

in patients
with liver disease? Chen?

Um...

Wrong. Collins?

Severe coagulopathy.

Prothrombin time?
Dr. Owens?

INR graded in three despite
vitamin K administration.

What are the vitamin K dependent
clotting factors?

Two, seven, nine and ten.

Viral hepatitis.

No. Dupre?

Acute viral hepatitis.

Fulminant hepatic failure.

Perioperative mortality: 80%

82%.
Hypoxemia.

Chronic pulmonary hypertension.

Do not let her psych you out.

Dr. Kopelson,
what structures comprise

the deep posterior
compartment of the leg?

Tibialis posterior,
peroneal artery and vein,

flexor digitorum
longus,

posterior tibial
artery and vein,

posterior tibial
nerve, and-and

flexor hallicus longus.

(applause)

Pits, are you hot?

Do not fall for it.
Who cares if you're sweating?

It's a natural
human function,

the body's way
of regulating temperature.

There is absolutely
no reason...

Dr. Owens?

I'm so sorry.
Could you repeat the question?

Congratulations,
Dr. Kopelson.

You'll be assisting on the next
gallbladder that walks in.

The rest of you better bone up
on what you missed.

Chances are you'll be seeing it
in the ER today.

(siren wails briefly)

Treatment Bay One.

Dispense and discharge.
I need the bed.

Doc, you gotta give me
something for the pain!

Ignore him.
He just wants to score drugs.

Let's go! This isn't the mall!

No window shopping.
Move!

Hi... um, Sophie.

Can I go yet?

I have to give you
an injection

to treat your...

gonorrhea.

I'm not a shot person.

Well, trust me,
you're gonna want this one.

If left untreated,
gonorrhea can lead
to infertility.

Yeah, I read the brochure.
Okay.

You're not allowed
to tell my parents, right?
Right.

But I would urge you to tell any
sexual partners that you have

so that they can get tested.

And you should really
be using condoms.

What are those?

C... condoms?

Yeah, I've never heard of them
before.

Use them.

16-year-old with gonorrhea
and an attitude.

Eighth girl from that high
school to come in with it.

We should notify the Department
of Public Health.

Help, please.
She won't stop crying.

We've been waiting over three
hours for my daughter's results.

Her name is Payson Soriano.

Okay, can you just give me
a second and I'll check.

I'm in pain.
I need something.

Back in your bed.

She's not dying,
she's teething.

You wouldn't happen to have
the labs for Soriano?

Oh, you're a goddess!

So I've been told.

All right.

I'm a gymnast.
I fall all the time.

She was late on her release.
It was so stupid.

I've done the reverse hecht,
like, a million times.

Well, the good news is
your CT is clear.

Which means no swelling
or bleeding,

but you did lose
consciousness.

For, like, a second.

So, you you're gonna need
to take it easy

for at least a week.

I can't take off a week!

Nationals are in
a few months.

If she places, she gets a spot
on the U.S. team,

and then she's on to Worlds...
How about 24 hours?

Forty-eight?

One week. Doctor's orders.
No negotiations.

You heard her, honey.

(baby crying)
She won't stop. Please?

This is your discharge
paperwork.

Bring her back if there are any
changes in behavior, sleep,

dizziness, fever.

Hey, safe sex, remember?

I'll be glad to give her
a full examination,

but have to wait your turn.

Pits, meet my gallbladder.

My gallbladder,
technically.

You know, I thought
about becoming a doctor.

Oh, honey, honey,
they don't need to
hear that story.

She's always trying
to get me to shut up.

It's been 33 years.
Why start now, right?

WOMAN:
Oh, look, isn't she cute!

She won't stop crying.

Bring her here.
Bring her here. Come here.

Yes, you have to bounce,
you have to bounce.

Oh, Larry, remember when
ours were this age?

Like it was yesterday.

I heard the first
intern to cut

is considered the one
to watch around here.

If you can live with the fact
that you played dirty.

I definitely can.

Codeine?
Anything, please?

You back to your bed!

Way to go, Officer Owens.

Flaw number two: he's glib.

Everything's a joke to him.

Help me, please! Please!

Give us some room!

What's going on?!
What's happening?!

Stand by with three migs
of lorazepam!

For most people,
going to the hospital

because it forces us
to confront our deepest fears.

Does that hurt?

No.

Pupils equal, round and reactive
to light bilaterally.

No photophobia.

But why would I have a seizure?

I'm assuming you've never had
one of these before?

We're gonna run some tests.

For what? What do you think
it could be?

Well, we're really not sure yet.
What are you testing for?

Well, first we need
to rule out epilepsy.

How can I do gymnastics
with epilepsy?

Can epilepsy be controlled?
Like with medication?

Payson has been training
since she was six years old.

Hey, let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

First we'll run the tests,
and then we talk options, okay?

Q 2 hour neuro checks,

seizure precautions
and an EEG for Soriano.

Is it just me or has
the coffee in this place

gotten noticeably better?

I was just saying that.

She's in a good mood.
Take advantage.

I've been wanting to talk to you
because I feel like

we got off
on the wrong foot.

First, you weasel your way
into my surgery,

and then you went over my head
to the chief.

How exactly is that
the wrong foot?

Right. And I'm sorry
about both of those things.

And they won't happen again.

I was just wondering
if we could start over.

No.

No?

No.

She always picks on
one of the interns.

My first year was brutal.

Really? She hated you, too?

No, She loved me.
Hated Raquel.

Poor girl. She's up
on the psych ward.

As a resident?

No. Patient.

(chuckles)

Hey, you are kidding, right?

Oh, he is always kidding.

Dr. Barnes is our very own
Patch Adams,

isn't he? Your labs.
She is hypertensive,

but I need to keep those twins
in there a little longer.

Who's Patch Adams?

And how much longer?
If she gets any higher...

If, if, if.
If she does, then
we'll reevaluate.

And like you haven't seen the
movie with Robin Williams.

MICAH:
No, never.

Even a little higher, we talk.

I look forward to it... Patch.

Patch Adams was a goober.
I'm nothing like him.

I think she's got
a crush on you.

Don't stress about
Dr. Bandari.

Just keep doing
what you're doing.

All right.

Patch.

(laughs):
Never call me that again.

I'm your superior.
That is a direct order.

Excuse me, Doctor.
Sorry.

I'm looking for my husband.
He was admitted.

Something to do
with his gallbladder?

His name is Larry Fisher.

You're his...?

Wife. You must've met Donna.

That's his ex-wife.

Thank God she was with him.

Can you take me to Larry?

Yeah, of course.

Oh, Candace. Finally.

My phone was off. I
didn't get your message.

I'm so glad you
were with him.

Honey, how are you feeling?

Honestly, I've been better.

Doctor, he's really in
a lot of pain.

Can you give him something
for it?

I'm his doctor.

I'd be happy
to help your husband.

That's, uh... ex-husband.

She's the, uh, new wife.

Does he really need surgery?

Yes.

But he is in
exceptional hands.

I'll walk you through
the whole procedure.

Stay away from
my gallbladder.

TYRA:
What were you expecting?
She's a jerk.

I know. I'm just
always surprised

by the extent of
the jerkiness.

You're doing great, Payson.

Brain waves look normal so far.

Can you imagine knowing at six
years old what you wanted to be

and then giving up everything
to get there?

What'd she
give up really?

High school mean girls?

Stale cheese puffs
at mathlete get-togethers

You were not a mathlete.

No, definitely wasn't.

I'm just saying
high school sucked.

Says the straight white girl
to the Black lesbian.

That is a good point.

When did you know?

That I was black?

So interesting.
People always ask the gay girl

when she knew she liked girls.

No one ever asks a straight girl
when she knew she liked boys.

I was nine.

His name was Alan Zolman.

And I used to kiss
this napkin

that he forgot to throw out.

Not in a weird way.

But I actually
just friended him

on Facebook,
and he accepted.

So, see where
that leads.

Nowhere. It's going
to lead nowhere.

Okay, you're
probably right.

There's no "aha" moment.

You know from an early age

that you're different.

And then you start having these

intense friendships
with other girls,

and you think it's normal.

All girls feel passionately
about their best friends, right?

Until your best friend
starts dating a boy,

and you feel like
your heart's going to explode.

Definitely doesn't
look like epilepsy.

(alarm beeping)

What's happening?

TYRA:
Her temperature's spiking.

(retching)

Page the ICU,
and get Dr. Barnes!

MICAH:
Palpate for the interspinous
depression

between L2 and 3.

Okay, mark it.

MR. SORIANO:
How could she have
gotten meningitis?

she has it,
but because of her symptoms,

we have to rule it out.

Okay, go in.

Payson, what is your best event?

My dad calls me
the Queen of the Beam.

(chuckles)

Slowly push in

two to three centimeters.

How wide is the balance beam?

Four inches.

MICAH:
Okay, you'll feel a pop

once you've
punctured the dura.

Think you could
go through your routine

on the beam?

Just let me hear it.

Mm-hmm.

Mount,

heel step turn,

needle stand,

arabesque, round off
back handspring...

Felt it.

...back tuck,

punch front,

split leap...

Check for fluid.

...pirouette, hold,

pike.

It's clear.

Is that good?

We won't know until
we get the lab results.

Good job.

Now...

meningitis is
highly contagious,

so just in case,

we're gonna ask you to make
a list of any place or person

Payson's came
in contact with

in the last two weeks.

She went to a club meet
in Ohio two weeks ago.

Otherwise, her routine's
the same every day.

Roman's Diner
for breakfast,

and gym all day,
home at night.

Seven days a week?

What do you do for fun?

Gymnastics is fun.

MICAH:
None of her other
teammates are sick?

MR. SORIANO:
No.

Not that I know of.

But I could
make some calls.

You can treat
it, right?

If it's meningitis?

It depends if it's viral
or bacterial.

We're gonna start her
on antibiotics just in case.

We're just gonna have to take it
one step at a time, okay?

EMILY:
Payson, we're gonna go

off shift, but the night crew's

gonna take good care of you.

(pager beeps)

Dr. Bandari.

Hi. I got your page.
I heard you instructed

a nurse in the ER to alert
the local health authorities

I treated a high school girl
who was apparently the eighth...

They're concerned.

a doctor to the school to talk
to the girls about safe sex.

I think that's a great idea.

Good, because it's gonna be you.

Oh, fun. I'll come watch.

Um, Dr. Bandari,
the thing is,

I'm really not good
at public speaking.

Well, you got
a day to get better.

Right. The thing is, um,
high school has never

been a successful,
um, milieu for me.

So maybe you could
ask someone else?

Are you refusing to do it?

Because that would be
the wrong way

to get back on the right foot.

(sighs)

Very much looking forward to it.

Thank you for thinking of me.

Man, this is
going to be good.

(chuckles)

Like I said,

hospitals force everyone
to face their greatest fears.

EMILY:
Change your perspective.

This is not
going to be mortifying.

It's going to be empowering.

You write a speech?

Nah.

Just talking points.

Gotcha.

Nervous?

No. How bad could it be?

Well, we tortured our sex ed
teacher in high school.

Miss Lydia. Yeah.

Called her Miss Labia.

Flaw number three: insensitive.

I wouldn't worry about it,
you know, if I were you.

Your name really doesn't
sound like anything funny.

He's completely insensitive.

Hey, look, if all else fails,

you teach them how to put
a condom on a banana.

Flaw number four:
completely immature.

You're gonna be fine, Owens.

♪ When I come home,
when I come home ♪

They're staring at you.

Act like you don't care.

Which you don't.

Because you're a grown-up.

And a doctor.

Which is really cool.

(girls laughing)

Even if they don't realize it.

Don't worry, they
laugh at everyone.

Oh, hi.

Don't look at me.

Stare straight ahead.

Why are you here?

I'm giving a talk.

Oh, no. Not
the sex talk.

Shoot.

Just don't cry in
front of them, okay?

That would be
really bad.

Hi, there.

I am Dr. Emily Owens.

And as you've been told,

I'm here today
to talk to you about sex!

You should sit on the table.

Make this more casual.

I should be standing;
more authority.

No, no.
You're locked into the sit.

Make it work.

So, let me just start off

by saying that this is
a safe space.

You can say whatever in here
and you won't get in trouble.

There are no principals,
no teachers.

You can ask me anything.

Yes.

What's the kinkiest
thing you've ever done?

(laughter)

(chuckles)

Funny.

Um, no, not about me personally.

Have you ever done it
in your parents' bedroom

when they weren't there?

(laughter)

Okay, come on.
The reason I'm here...

Or while they were there?

Stop that.

You said this was a safe space.

Okay, that's enough.

I don't feel safe anymore.
(laughter)

I don't know
what you're all laughing at,

since a whole bunch of you
have STDs!

(crowd quiets)

Eight of you, to be exact.

And do you know how many
boys have come into the ER?

None.

It's 'cause women are infected
with STDs easier than men.

And STDs cause infertility,
cancer, death.

So you know what that means?

You have to use a condom.

And I know you're gonna
get pressured,

but this is your health.

These are your bodies.

So you have to stand together.

If some guy is spreading
disease, share information.

Protect yourselves

and protect
each other!

Girl power!

(laughter)

Everyone know
how to put these on?

Don't worry.
Condoms are really slippery.

You recovered nicely.

I'm just so glad
I got a later shift today.

I was up all night
suturing oranges

practicing for
my gallbladder.

Were you up all night
practicing on your banana?

Oh, and I also thought you
handled the question about

when you lost your
virginity quite well.

Did you really wait
until you were 20?

No. Just didn't want to send
the girls the wrong message.

Hey, did you hear the
news about Dr. Bandari?
What news?

Admit you were 20.

Okay, fine, I was 20!

And I happen to be
proud of that.

Rumor has it she's
going to pick an intern

to be her research
assistant.

Whoever it is will get
credited if it's published.

And you should be proud
of yourself, Pits.

Waiting that long
takes great strength.

Or a complete lack
of opportunity.

Results.

Payson tested negative
for meningitis.

(sighs)

What is it?

Make it stop itching.

Please, give me something.

What is happening
to my daughter?

We're trying
to figure that out.

We're gonna treat your rash
and then we're

gonna run a few more tests.

Need you to hang
in there, okay?

All right,
take her off the antibiotics,

order hydroxyzine.

Nothing topical.

I need you
to biopsy those lesions.

what's going on
before this gets any worse.

Gotcha, Dr. Barnes.
I'll let him know.

Administration
just called.

There was a problem
with your insurance.

EMILY:
There is?

There is, um,
a big problem.

Something... with a card?

Or processing?

They need you to
go take care of it.

So don't worry, we'll
stay here with Payson.

Is that okay, honey?

Yeah.

Okay.

Dr. Owens is just gonna take
a little biopsy of your rash

so we can take a look
under a microscope, okay?

It's amazing,
your focus.

When I was your age, I
was all over the place.

I mean, if my parents knew
half the things that I did...

Uh, well... one time,
they thought I was at

my friend's country house, but
really we went into the city

and hit up all
these strip...

steak-- strip
steak houses--

which, I guess, are just
called steak houses?

Point is that they
never found out,

because I'm great
at keeping secrets.

So, if there's anything
that you want to tell us,

I promise, we won't
tell your dad.

We just want to figure out
what's wrong with you.

We need to know exactly
where you've been,

in case something environmental
caused your symptoms.

I snuck out one night,

in Ohio, at the meet.

The other kids have done it
before, but I never did.

And my dad wasn't there,
and there was this boy

on the guy's team, and
he invited me to go to a party.

And I'd never been to
a high school party before.

But please don't tell my dad.

And, I mean,
if my coach finds out,

I could get kicked off the team.

Don't worry, we're not
gonna tell your dad.

Where was this party, Payson?

On some abandoned farm.

How did you know
she was lying?

She said she does
nothing for fun.

So I figured she had
to be hiding something.

I'll start making calls,
see if anyone else is sick.

I'm gonna research diseases
endemic to Ohio.

ER? I'm not scheduled
to be down there again.

We got a
16-year-old boy.

Laceration
above the eye,

bruised ribs, no
internal bleeding.

You know I'm not scheduled
to be down here?

Yeah, well,
here's the thing.

The kid says a
group of girls

and that Dr. Owens
told them to do it.

What?

Something about
girl power?

Again, I didn't tell
the girls to jump you.

I just told them to
protect themselves.

And I would appreciate it

if you wouldn't
call me a bitch.

Sorry.

Dr. Bitch.

EMILY:
Stay professional.

He is clearly
a troubled young man.

And I can't believe a bunch
of bitches took me down.

What a joke.

"Girls."

Not "bitches."

You know what's clear to me?

You're obviously all uptight

because you never get laid.

Do not poke him
with your needle.

(sighs)

You know what's clear to me?

That a few of these girls

hold you responsible for
the gonorrhea outbreak.

Yeah, I can't help it if
the ladies want some of this.

You will lose your license

if you poke him
with this needle.

And you have
a responsibility.

To yourself, and to others...

SOPHIE:
What the hell?!

I heard about what happened.

the only girl you
were hooking up with.

Come on, I can't deal
with this right now.

I want an apology.

For what? You liked it.

Oh! All right.
No!

Stop it!
You can't
do this in here.

Do you hear what
he said to me?

Sophie, I know, I know.
And I'm sorry.

I am, truly,
believe me, very sorry.

I mean, I wanted to kill
the little twerp myself.

Rocky Mountain spotted fever?

No ticks this time of year.

Right.

And he refused to get
tested for gonorrhea,

so obviously he's just gonna
keep spreading it around.

What a little punk.

Is he still down there?

Yep. He's waiting
for his parents.

The girls smashed
his cell phone,

so he asked me to call them,

but unfortunately,
I've been too busy

to find the time.

Nice.

I just wish we were allowed

to tell his parents
what he's done.

West Nile?

No rash. You said rash.

Shoot.

Maybe you should talk to him.

I mean, he obviously
doesn't respect bitches.

Yeah. Yeah, if you
think it'll help, sure.

Labs back on Payson's rash.

Erythema multiforme.

Which could be triggered by
almost anything.

Is there anything else
in the path report?

Wait, what about
fungal infections?

What are you thinking?

Disseminated histoplasmosis.

It's endemic to
the Ohio River Valley.

She went to a party on a farm.

The spores can grow in soil

that's been infested
by bird droppings.

The kids were dancing,
dust was kicked up...

She inhaled it. Exactly.

WILL:
But severe reactions

usually only occur in patients

who are immunocompromised.

Like my dad always says,

patients don't read
the textbooks,

It's worth a try.

We already have
her spinal fluids.

I'll add the test to the labs.

Sophie. What are you
still doing here?

I deserve an apology.

Yeah, you do.

But...

I don't think you're
going to get it.

Damon is...

A douchebag.

Yeah.

He really is.

Well, he's got to
leave eventually,

and when he does,
I'll be waiting.

Okay.

DONNA:
Oh, Doctor, hi, hi.

Uh, we met yesterday.

Now, is someone gonna come
out and tell us something?

As soon as there's news.
Don't worry.

Larry is tough.

If being married to me
didn't take him down,

a gallbladder's not going to.

(laughs)

Can I just say...

it's really nice.

Your relationship.

It...
Oh. Well...

Life happens,
situations change,

No point in crying over
spilt milk, right?

That's a really
good perspective.

Okay, well...
let us know.
Yes.

♪

GINA:
I love this part.

CASSANDRA:
The first cut?

The music.

The unexpected
crescendo of it.

All right, you ready,
Dr. Kopelson?

Absolutely.

Dr. Kopelson?

Yes.

I'm fine.

All right.

Let's get this gallbladder out.

I got dinner reservations.

Going to that restaurant
you recommended.

Better be good or you're
working night shifts.

Kidding. Kind of.

(chuckles)

Here we go.
Look at that.

(Emily's pager beeps)

(vital alarms beeping)

What's happening?

Pulse ox is dropping.
(gasping)

It's hard...

to breathe.

We have to bag her.
Got it.

Get a blood gas.

Payson, what's happening?
Are you having chest pain?

All right,

we need a chest X ray stat.

MICAH:
The mass you see here...

is what we call

a mediastinal lymphadenopathy.

Basically

inflamed lymph node caused
by a fungal infection

called histoplasmosis.

Fortunately,
my interns

tested for it or
else we'd still

be playing the
guessing game.

Can it be treated? Cured?

Yes, it can.

(sighs)

What's wrong?

What aren't you telling me?

Because of the advanced stage

of the infection,
we have to give you

a heavy dose
of an anti-fungal drug.

And a possible
side effect

is damage to the inner ear,
which...

affects balance.

MR. SORIANO:
No. Her balance?

She needs her balance.

She's the Queen
of the Beam.

She's worked so hard for this.

There isn't a choice.

We just have to
hope for the best.

It's okay, shh.

What, are you trying
to be cool or something?

No, no, I was just...

I was just saying hi.
I'm Dr. Collins.

Yeah, when can I go home?
Uh,

as soon as your parents
get here. Tell you what.

Why don't you let me run
an STD test real quick?

Pass.

Really? What's the big deal?
I could ask you

the same question.
Look, if you've got

an STD, we need to treat it.

Otherwise you just keep
spreading it around.

I'm just trying to keep you
in business, Doc.

You know what
you should try to do

is check your attitude.

You should also wear a condom.

This love don't need no glove.
You think you're funny?

You think you're
funny. You're not.

You're not funny. What you are

is a little punk...
Hey. Will?

What is going on?
This is Damon's

mom.
Why were you yelling

at my son?
He won't leave me alone.

And I got

beat up, Mom.

We think your son has...

Has... been through an ordeal,

but...

the girls
involved must've

had a reason to ambush you.

Uh, Damon, can you think
of a reason?

Yeah.

(clears throat)

One of the girls...

she's been, like, stalking me,

and I rejected her,

so she spread all these lies

about me,
so her friends jumped me.

(scoffs)

I just want to go home.

Of course you do.

on the discharge
paperwork.
Well, work faster.

And if you think that
you're going to get away

with harassing my son,
you are mistaken.

I am filing a
formal complaint

against both of you.

See how much you
like being harassed.

We'll get working
on that discharge paperwork.

(quietly):
Meet me on the roof
in five minutes?

Mm-hmm.

Okay, now I'm nervous.

Where'd the bat come from?

My car.

Road rage much?

No, batting cages.

When I'm pissed.

(sighs)
(grunts)

I'm pissed.

EMILY:
Oh, good. Another flaw.

He's clearly got a temper.

(grunts)

You hate guys with tempers.

Whoo!
(panting)

Hey.
Hmm?

Your turn.

Oh... no.

Oh, come on, Owens.
Give it a try.

It'll make you feel better,

I swear.

Don't hurt yourself.

You got to choke up on the bat.

By "choke up," I'm assuming

you're not referring
to a constricted airway?

Come here, I'll show you.

Uh, unless it's gonna be weird.

I'm not gonna faint
or anything,

if that's what you're asking.

Fair enough.

All right.

Don't faint.

His flaws.
Hands a little bit
higher. There we go.

Focus on his flaws.
Knuckles forward.

His immaturity and temper.
Elbow up.

That's good.
Mm-hmm.

Okay, now here comes
the swing. You ready?

(chuckles)
Yeah?

Yeah.
All right.

Let's do that again.

His silly...

sportiness.

How'd that feel?
(chuckling): Good.

Okay. Let's
do one more.

His smell.

You know, I think I've...
got it.

Yeah? All right. Terrific.
Mm. Yeah.

Now just, you know,
pretend like one of those

pinecones is Damon's head.
Idiot.

Guy deserves more
than a cut and a few

bruised ribs.

Owens, you got to at least
look at the pinecone.

He has bruised ribs.

Which means intake

already took a urine sample
to check

for internal bleeding.

We got his urine.

And he's already given us
permission to test it.

(indistinct radio transmission)

I hope you have
the discharge papers.

We do. And also, um...

your confidential
test results.

The ones we're not
allowed to show

your parents.

What are you
talking about?

No, don't worry.

It's just like Dr. Collins says,

we are not allowed
to share this information

with your mother.

Give it to me.

Positive for... gonorrhea?

It's not...
No, don't. I...

I am so sorry.

We'll treat him.

Afterwards though,

there's something...

I would like him to do.

So, look.

I'm really sorry...

that I gave you
this thing.

And I'm also sorry that
I was lying to you.

TYRA:
Okay, just keep following
the visual targets that you see.

Can you really tell
from my eyes?

Good balance and clear vision
rely on a close link

between the vestibular
organs and the eyes.

Okay.

Let's see what we have here.

There is no indication
of any vestibular disorder.

(sniffles)

Honey, that's-that's
a good thing.

There's no damage to your
inner ear; your balance is fine.

It's gonna have no affect
on your gymnastics.

I know.

Oh.

(sobbing softly)

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

There's...

It just felt like a chance.

You know, to quit.

Have a normal life.

Hang out with friends.

Maybe have a boyfriend.

You can.

My dad-- he left
his life, my mom,

to move out here and train.

He works, like,

three jobs.

What am I supposed to say,
just, "Oh, hey, my bad,

I changed my mind"?

It's his dream now, too.

Look...

(sighs)

I don't know your dad,

but from what I've seen,
he seems like a great guy.

He is.

Then he'll support you.

It might take a little while for
him to wrap his head around it,

but at the end of the day,
he'll just want you to be happy.

I'm fine.

I can still compete.

(chuckles)

I did not see that coming.

Sometimes, it's
easier to live a lie

than disappoint
your hero.

You'll come out to your dad
when you're ready.

There's got to be
more than that.
To what?

Her gallbladder.
I want details.

I saw it.

She did great.

I don't need your pity.

I choked.

My hands shook, and I choked.

I was just trying to be nice.

Yeah, it's...
I-I'll go talk to her.

Oh, come on.

Don't pretend you're not
a little happy she choked.

Good job today, you two.

Thanks.
Oh, thank you.

(sighs)

Oh, looks like the flirting
has turned to stalking.

Oh.

No, not stalking,
waiting.

We're going
out, on a date.

(chuckles):
Oh.

Sorry.

I didn't, uh,
I didn't know.

Oh, well, we only
just met, Dr. Owens.

You didn't really think you knew
everything about me, did you?

(chuckles)

No, I just meant...

Kidding.

Have a great time.

Thank you.

It's just never
happened to me before.

Well, you've never had your
first time in surgery before.

Not helping.

(sighs)

Okay.

(clears throat)

Look, you know what I wanted
to be when I grew up?

Pitcher.

And it wasn't one of those
silly childhood dreams,

it was... I was good.

Like, being scouted
by teams good.

And modest.

Nope, wasn't modest.

Just good.

And then I don't know

if the pressure started
to get to me or what,

but (clears throat)
I started choking.

I couldn't get
my fastball back.

Just like that, no
more phone calls.

So, I had to figure
something out,

because for the longest time,
it had just been baseball.

That's when I found medicine.

Turned out to be
a good thing.

So maybe this will turn out
to be a good thing for you.

Maybe you'll realize

that you're better
off in baseball.

(both chuckle)

Or, you know...

maybe not to be so
hard on yourself.

Thanks.

Yeah.

♪ Demons off my back

EMILY:
He's full of flaws.

And he's immature.

And sometimes he talks
like a frat boy,

and he's three inches too tall,
and he's glib and...

Oh, oh!
Here's another huge flaw.

He rejected you.

You poured out your heart,
and he rejected you.

So just get over him already.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

Are you okay?
Yeah, no.

I think I'm allergic to
something here in the hospital.

(sniffles)

Yeah.

I think I have
the same allergy.

♪ When will these dark days
be gone? ♪

♪ There's strange things
going on ♪

(siren wailing in distance)

♪ If only I could
share my thoughts... ♪

Hey.

You okay?

Sophie?

This is so stupid.

(sniffles)

I mean, he lied to me and
then he gave me this thing.

(sniffles)

I want to hate him.

Why don't I hate him?

Honey.

Can't tell yourself how to feel.

(sniffles)

That sucks.

(chuckles)
Yeah.

No kidding.

You just have to give yourself
the time to go through it.

How long is that
gonna take?

I wish I knew.

EMILY:
Things-- they're just
not always what they seem.

And sometimes,
answers only come

when we change our perspective.

Which works
in science and math.

Not as well with matters
of the heart.

Because the heart
isn't rational.

It doesn't listen to reason.

And it doesn't give a crap
what we want.

Did you really wait until
you were 20 to have sex?

Yep.

Is that because
you wanted to

or because nobody wanted
to do it with you?

(laughs)

A little bit of both.

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