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♪ Step back and watch
the sweet thing ♪

♪ Breaking everything she sees ♪

♪ She can take
my darkest feeling ♪

♪ Tear it up till
I'm on my knees... ♪

Song's a bit on the nose, yeah?

You found me.

You always come here
when there's a storm.

What's with you
and bad weather, anyway?

The Sphinx routine. Nice.

I don't owe you an answer
to every question, Dr. Derian.

State your business
or enjoy the moment.

Stephens is downstairs
with the patient.

He ran abdominal scans like you
asked, and the results are...

Does it show
a large trichobezoar?

It does. The patient
has a giant hair ball.

How'd you know that?

I suspected Rapunzel syndrome
the moment we took the consult.

The patient's been
pulling out her own hair

and eating it for years.

Trichotillomania with a dash
of trichophagia on the side.

We'll bring in psych,
schedule a procedure

-to remove the hair ball.
-Very good, Doctors.

Pull up a chair?

Uh, Watson, they think this
storm's gonna become a tornado.

A tornado. Really?

Why do you seem happy?

When psych is done
with our patient,

we'll send them up here.

♪ Look at me
enjoying something ♪

♪ That feels like,
feels like pain ♪

♪ To my brain. ♪

Trauma team to the ER.

Trauma team to the ER.

Have you slept?

I am plenty chipper.

That's not what I asked.

My girls, they're all
protected by the union.

I have to send them home
so they can rest.

Your girls?
I can name six fellas

pulling down shifts
on this floor alone.

Men, women...
they're all my girls.

It keeps things simple.
You're a student.

You have no rights to speak of,
and no one cares

if you live, die
or see the face of God.

-Yeah, I've noticed this.
-You're a student.

I'm your nurse proctor.

I need to make sure
that you've gotten some rest.

I've managed to steal
a few winks here and there.

This was my first tornado,
Nurse DaCosta.

I don't want to miss a thing.

-Carlin's fine.
-Nurse Carlin, then.

Thanks for checking in.

Seems you've got a need
to get this floor tidied up.

Let me know if you need rest.

I ain't noticed
you taking any time off.

You're-you're a native
of these parts, yeah?

Greenfield, born and raised.

There's something
you can do for me.

This word you folks use.

"Yinz."

Half the time I hear it,
it's being used ironically.

So how can I tell who's using it
in quotation marks

and who's using it 'cause
that's the way they really talk?

How to use "yinz"?
That's what you want to know?

"Yinz" is like, um...

jazz for Pittsburghers.

If you're listening to jazz
and you got to ask

when the downbeat is,
you need to listen to more jazz.

Nurse Johnson!

My man!

Nursing student, Ben.

What are you doing back here?
I thought you were discharged.

My mom dragged me back.

My shin looks kind of gnarly.

Help me out. My boy Chris

doesn't believe there's
a nurse named Shinwell here.

Nursing student, Ben.

Uh, Shinwell Johnson
at your service.

He still could be lying, though.

Maybe you lot can help me out.

Do you and your friends
use the word "yinz"?

-Uh-huh.
-"Yinz guys going downtown?"

You did a voice.

Is it a joke word
or is it a real word?

What are you, the Riddler?

Who says it has to be
one or the other?

Still hurts bad, huh?

Can I see?

Yeah.

I took the bandages off, anyway.

They were getting stinky.

That's normal, right?
The black stuff?

At least the tornado
messed up the gym and my leg.

Everyone's missing practice,
not just me.

Listen, I understand
yinz are busy.

Problem is,
I-I cut myself shaving

a few days ago,
and now I'm having issues.

Are you experiencing

chest pains
or difficulty breathing?

My breathing is fine.

Are you listening?

I-I cut my thigh
while I was shaving,

and it is, it is not
getting better.

It's, like, grayish black,

and it's oozing pus.

I need to see somebody.

Take a seat,
fill out this paperwork.

We should be with you soon.

This will help with the pain.

You know what else would help?

Scotch.

Three fingers in the bag, huh?

I'll tell my girls.
You got that?

If that's one of your girls,
I'm gonna need a bigger dose.

I need to hit the head,

but I've suffered enough
at your hands.

Think your girl
can help me out with that?

I'm gonna miss you
when you go home.

Nice sweatshirt.

Right.

Shall we get on with this?

Believe me, nobody's gonna be
happier than me

when I can whiz on my own.

How's your neck feeling, guv?

Hurts like hell.

And what's a "guv"?

There may be a problem, ma'am.

We're a hospital system coping

with tornado-based intake
and the aftermath.

-We've got dozens of problems.
-Yeah, I'm sure.

It's just, the kid Ben
who was readmitted,

his shin looks very similar

to the wound
on Peter Loggins' neck.

And there's a young lady,

Francine White,
who's still waiting in the ER...

Similar? What's similar?

The wounds are all black-like.

I'm short-staffed
for 72 hours now.

The nurses I got on
are on golden time,

and some micro penis
from Cleveland

is tracking every penny I spend,
and you come to me with this?

"All black-like"?

Respectfully, Nurse Carlin,

how do you know
the gentleman has a micro penis?

He's from Cleveland.
Are you not listening?

You're right, ma'am.

Yinz are busy.

I'll bring it up another time.

"Yinz are busy."
It was a nice try, Shinwell.

I might just fail you on
general principle, but good try.

That is one giant hair ball.

Can I offer a medical opinion?

That is
the most disgusting thing

I have ever seen in my life.

Your brother's
still with the patient?

-What?
-Nothing. Looks good on you.

What looks good?

Sorry, guv. Um, not sure
if I should be interrupting.

Not sure I should be
bringing this up at all.

I didn't take a photo
of the young woman's thigh,

but you get the idea.

Are you all seeing
what I'm seeing?

I'll reach out to every floor.

We should be on the lookout
for more wounds like this.

And I'll follow up
with the patients we know,

start tracking the spread.

And I'll schedule
the debridements.

We don't want to lose that leg.

Lose the leg? The kid's 16.

What's going on, guv?

You did the right thing
bringing this here.

This black tissue
around the injuries? It's dead.

If left unchecked, this necrosis
will continue to spread.

You might have just
uncovered an outbreak

of flesh-eating bacteria
at UHOP.

♪ Step back
and watch the sweet thing ♪

♪ Breaking everything
she sees... ♪

Sorry to interrupt, Dr. Morstan.

Your staff said
I might find you up here.

Oh, it's no problem, Shinwell.

They say more storms are coming.

We might even get
another tornado.

That's good news, is it?

You had the hint of a smile
on your face, that's all.

Dr. Watson
really needs to see you.

I'll be down in one second.

♪ Talking fast couldn't
tell me something ♪

♪ I would shed
my skin for you. ♪

Necrotizing fasciitis.

Shinwell found three cases
while he was doing rounds.

But we found a fourth patient,

Liliana Ortiz, when we asked
for a hospital-wide report.

The amount of dead tissue
varies from case to case,

but it's spreading,

and all four patients
need debridements.

How much healthy tissue
do we need to take?

That varies, too.

The fellows are
with the patients now.

You're going to take...

part of my shin?

What does that even mean?

Well, it's hard to say, exactly.

But we need to stop
dead tissue from spreading.

But I can still play, right?

Basketball is who I am.

It's my future. It's my now.

Tell me I can still play ball.

They're scared,
from what I'm hearing.

It's hard to blame them.

"Flesh-eating bacteria."

Sounds like
something from a movie.

Just tell them
to take a light hand, okay?

I'm using my neck.

I don't really have
any extra to donate.

I'll pass that along.

You hurt yourself
in a car accident?

Yeah, I got side-swiped
during the storm.

The debridements should be
underway soon.

Blood cultures are pending.

The surgeons
will take tissue samples

so we can try to identify
what bacteria is causing this.

We've started everyone
on systemic antibiotics.

How did this happen?
Where did it start?

I don't understand.

I-I cut myself shaving,

and now I need
some kind of operation?

It's a debridement.

We can do it bedside
in your case,

if the wound
hasn't gotten worse.

Do you mind if I take a look?

Your chart says
that you're on infliximab

-for Crohn's disease.
-Mm-hmm.

Leaves you immunosuppressed.

Puts you in greater risk
for infection.

Do you need to get that?

Oh.

No, it's okay.

It's my husband Eric.

He's in Texas for
a church leadership conference.

I didn't even tell him
I was here.

Well, I just, I don't want Eric
to be distracted, so...

Okay, do you want us to list
another emergency contact?

Someone should know
that you've been admitted.

Uh, y-you could put down
Sean Dalton.

He's a friend of ours.

He's a deacon,
and he's a really good guy.

I'll get his number.

This is all just so silly.

I just cut myself shaving.

Is this a UHOP thing?
Did the outbreak start here?

We don't know. Not yet.

All four patients were treated
in our ER after the storm.

Maybe a staff member is
spreading the bacteria.

Maybe... maybe they brought it
in from outside.

But, Mary, this kind of thing
happens at every hospital.

If this started at UHOP,

I promise you,
we'll figure out where.

We do know one staffer who's had
contact with all four patients.

Ah...

You don't need to say, "Ah."

Sorry, mum. Habit.

We'll test these against samples
from our four patients.

From there,
we should be able to tell

if you're a carrier for the
bacteria causing the fasciitis.

He's already the world's
oldest nursing student.

Only makes sense that
he's spreading death and decay

-everywhere he goes.
-Nurse Carlin

is a harsh mistress.

I do find her to be
a fair one, though.

You'll be off patient care
while we wait for the results.

Sorry for the inconvenience,
Shinwell.

No problem, Dr. Morstan.

Yinz guys can't be too careful.

She's hitting patients now.

You're a student.
Plus, I went to Catholic school.

I'm just doing
what comes natural.

Hey, do us a favor.
Stop talking so much.

You're contaminating the air.

No, no, no. I am into it.

But also, I trust your taste.

You have impeccable taste
when it comes to tasting cakes.

If you just want to go ahead
without me, that...

Nighttime cake tasting.
I'm into it.

See you at home.

Lauren is great.

She's really great.
You know this.

I'm excited to be married.
I am not excited to get married.

Cake tasting.

Sounds like something
that could get you beheaded.

They had a whole revolution
about it and everything.

Eggs, flour, sugar.

How much different can one cake
be from another cake?

Now you're asking
the really important questions.

Is there a blindfold involved?

'Cause if there's not,

are you really being fair
to the different cakes?

We just rounded
on Liliana Ortiz again.

The necrosis is still spreading.
She needs further debridement.

That's four patients, four
additional procedures necessary,

in case you're keeping score.

The antibiotics aren't working.

They have to cut more?
That kid's leg...

We tested everyone
we could run down.

Everyone's cultures
came back negative.

The outbreak didn't start
at UHOP.

Just got off the phone
with Van Kirk Memorial.

They had two cases there.
Someone just died at AGH

-an hour ago.
-Where are you going?

-Scene of the crime.
-Is there a crime?

Figure of speech, Dr. Lubbock.

I'll drive you.

Wherever you're going,
please let me drive you.

Cake. He's avoiding cake.

Okay, so Peter Loggins

had a car accident
at this intersection.

Correct.

Ben Gillespie plays
varsity basketball

-a mile down that road.
-Also correct.

And Liliana Ortiz's house
is two blocks that away.

Still don't know
what we're looking for.

Tell you as soon as I know.

What, you just gonna
ignore your phone like that?

What if it's Laila?

Laila's stuck in Austin.

She left town
before the storm hit.

That could still be her.

Laila's safe in a hotel.
Her son is with his father.

Beyond that, it can wait.

Laila respects your boundaries.
That's nice.

No, don't do that.

Don't make yourself a victim.

If you can't set boundaries
with your fiancée,

how's she supposed to know
where they are?

Yes, sensei.

Watson? What is it?

Turns out we're looking
for the carrion beetles.

Carrion beetles?

Aren't those almost extinct?

The sexton beetles.
They eat dead stuff.

They're massing...

...right here.

-John?
-Mary.

We need to change the treatment.

Change the treatment?

I'm in the OR
with Ben Gillespie right now

for more debridement.

His necrosis is
spreading up his leg.

No, no, don't let them amputate.

We had
the wrong diagnosis, okay?

This isn't a UHOP problem.
The tornado did this.

Keep the kid's leg.

We can control the spread.
We can save them all.

We assumed the infection
was bacterial,

but it's actually fungal.

Our patients don't have
necrotizing fasciitis.

Our patients have necrotizing
cutaneous mucormycosis.

-Where did the fungus come from?
-From the ground.

Of course.

Mold spores can be stirred up
from the soil

during natural disasters.
Earthquakes...

-Tornadoes.
-So we'll do cultures

and a tissue biopsy
to confirm that.

But we need to start
all four patients

on amphotericin B
and monitor their wounds hourly.

Get the word out
to all other hospitals.

-John.
-If we're lucky,

we can stop the necrosis

before the patients
lose some more tissue.

-John.
-Yeah?

The surgeon just rounded
on Ben post-op.

Despite doing
extensive debridement,

the necrosis is continuing
to spread past Ben's knee.

That kid has
basketball scholarships

-from five different schools.
-I'm sorry.

The others, we can intervene.

We can save Ben's life,
but he's going to lose his leg.

I'm sorry.

-Hey.
-Hey.

It's me, needy litigator girl.

-You okay?
-I'm good.

I'm glowing.

I'm sorry about
the tasting thing.

I was trying
to engineer a moment.

But it turns out, I am a lawyer,
not an engineer.

Are you gonna look at the cake,
or do you need more hints?

Surprise.

Wow.

You're positive about this?

Uh... completely positive.

I-I know that
this was not the plan.

I definitely didn't want
a shotgun wedding,

but... here we are.

Wow.

Wow.

Can you please say something
besides "wow"?

Are you happy?

Are you kidding?

Of course I'm happy.
I'm thrilled.

Okay. Good. Good.

I'm sorry.

Ben, I'm... I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

I've been playing basketball
since I was four.

Who am I supposed to be
if I only have one leg?

You're Ben Gillespie.

You'll still be Ben Gillespie.

No, I won't. I won't be.

You know,
I don't let just anyone

see me in these glasses.

Shut up for a second.

Your patient needs you.

The lad's gonna lose his leg.

That's right.

He's all of 16 years old.
What...

What am I gonna say to the boy?

I don't know. Say anything.

Say nothing.

But if you're half the man
I hope you are...

...you'll figure it out.

It's 10:53 in the morning.
I don't want cake.

I can't give it to anyone else.
You're the only one who knows.

Just says "reg."

You don't think Watson wouldn't
be able to figure out "pregnant"

from that? Ingrid? Sasha?

Did you call Mom and Stan?

We're waiting until
Lauren hits 12 weeks.

We're doing it
the traditional way.

Adam. You're gonna be a dad.

Congratulations.

You're gonna be an uncle.
You don't even like kids.

Ah, I'll make an exception
for my nephew.

Nephew?
You know something I don't?

How am I supposed to react here?
Give me a script.

I know I'm supposed
to be happy, and...

I am happy, but most of the time
I just feel so overwhelmed

and terrified
I'm gonna screw this up.

Lie. That's your script.

Say you're happy.
Show you're happy.

Lauren is scared, too.
I guarantee it.

And she's watching you.

You two are connected
forever now.

The other stuff,
the fear, I get it.

That's what I'm for.

Come to me with all of it.

I'm glad you didn't die.

Yeah. I love you, too.

Ben's lucky to have you.

I don't want to do this.

I know. He's still lucky
to have you.

I'll be here the whole time.

Hey, did you hear
we're gonna get more storms?

There's a tornado warning.

I heard.

You're imagining things.

I'm not imagining things.

I'm trying
to give you a compliment.

-I did not dye my hair.
-"A," I'm a woman.

"B," I'm from the South.

And "C," I've been trained
under John Watson

for more than a year now.

Watson doesn't even have hair.

I've been trained to know a lie
when I see one.

Now, maybe
you're just shy about it,

or maybe you just like
messing with me.

Either way, looks good on you.

What looks good on me?

-Mr. Wright?
-Uh, Mr. Dalton.

Sean Dalton.
I-I'm not Frankie's husband.

I'm her, uh, her friend.

Her-her emergency contact.

Uh, Pastor Eric's on his way
back from Galveston.

We saw that Frankie
spiked a fever.

Has she been awake at all
since you've been here?

No. Is she okay?

-She's not responding to her new medications.
-Yet.

The good news is,
it's been effective

with the other patients.

We just want to monitor
your friend's progress.

Oh, she's febrile.
She's really sweating.

Wait, do you know
where those scratches came from?

-No.
-Mrs. Wright.

Frankie?

Hmm?

-Where am I?
-You're at UHOP. We're your doctors.

-I have to go to work. I have to go.
-Oh, no, no, no.

-You need to stay.
-You're disoriented, Frankie.

Sean.

You came.

Okay, easy.

-Lie back down.
-Step back, sir.

-She's going into shock.
-We need to get her on her side.

-Secure the bed.
-Flip her over.

-Careful. Watch her hands.
-Suction, please.

Three out of our four patients
are improving.

Frankie Wright is the only one
that's getting worse.

Yesterday, she had
the best prognosis.

Today, she has the worst.

Why?

-What?
-Oh, come on.

Can y'all not see

the subtle differences
in Ingrid's hair color?

-Yeah, I mean, I guess it looks a little different.
-Oh, yeah. I guess.

-Yeah, I can see that.
-Dr. Derian

is conducting
an experiment on me.

She left here at lunchtime
and changed her hair, again.

Can we focus
on what's important?

Frankie Wright is
a 29-year-old woman

taking infliximab
for Crohn's disease,

so we already know
she's immunocompromised.

But I don't think
that explains it.

Frankie's necrosis stabilized

once we gave her
the antifungal medication.

Then she had a fever, rash,
and appears

that she's going
into septic shock.

That's a generous definition
of "stable."

I can't disagree with you there,
Dr. Croft.

Aren't there usually two of you?

Um, Adam is with Lauren.
It's an appointment.

So, have we confirmed
Frankie's medical history?

What about potential exposures?

Contacted the husband.

He confirmed
they don't have any pets.

Neither of them
have been sick lately

nor traveled
outside the country,

and they also haven't been
around anybody sick either.

Someone tell me
what I'm thinking.

There are two issues.

Frankie has mucormycosis,
like the three other patients,

but she also has something else.

Very good, Dr. Derian.

-And what might that be?
-I mean,

seems like that's
the question of the hour.

If we don't want Frankie
to die here

at UHOP, we should probably
figure that out.

And how do we do that?

Stephens can sequence the DNA
from the tissue samples

from our four other
potential mucormycosis patients.

See if it's the same strain.

It's usually better when
he's interacting with equipment

-instead of people.
-I'm doing better with people.

People are fine.

People should try to do better,
if I'm being completely honest.

I'll go with, uh, the other

doctor here,
check out Frankie's place,

see if there are any exposures
we haven't thought of.

-The other doctor?
-You can keep tabs

on Frankie and moon over storms,
or whatever.

Hey.

-I see you.
-I see you.

Shinwell.

You all right?

Sorry, guv,
I didn't want to intrude.

Ben lost his leg.

After everything.

It-it just moved so fast.

Yeah, I know.

Definitely not the result
any of us were hoping for,

-that's for sure.
-Is it my fault?

No. Why would it be your fault?

You were the reason why we found
the patients as early as we did.

Yeah, but it could have
been earlier.

See, I saw Ben first,
and I felt something was wrong,

-but I didn't say anything.
-No, you spoke up

when you truly knew
that there was a larger problem.

And then you made sure
we paid attention.

There's nothing else
you could've done.

I didn't think about this when I
was deciding to become a nurse.

Hmm. Yeah, well, not many of us
in this field do, Shinwell.

I mean, we think about
all the people that we save,

all the families
that we support,

the breakthroughs
that we discover.

The heartbreaks are harder
to contend with.

How do you do it... John?

How do you deal with it all?

I just remember that
for every sad outcome,

there's dozens of good ones,
like Ben.

Ben has a heartbreaking outcome,

but it's also a good one
because Ben's alive.

But if you hadn't have spoken up
when you did,

this would be
a very different conversation.

Right.

-Thanks, guv.
-Yeah.

Do appreciate the, uh, pep talk.

And, you know,
spending a little time

on the roof,
watching the rain...

...doesn't hurt.

Are you trying to gaslight me?

I mean, I don't think
I have Capgras syndrome,

but maybe I'm wrong.

Capgras syndrome?

Oh. So, you don't know
everything.

The belief
that someone in your life

has been replaced
by an impostor.

You don't have Capgras syndrome.
You're just annoying.

You dyed your hair, twice.

I'd see a man in Jericho
before I admit different.

You'd see a man in Jericho?

You dyed your hair, twice.

This was fun and all, but
I'm gonna get back to work now.

I'm not messing with you.

I mean, I am now,

but at first,

I hoped nobody would notice.

Call me crazy.

I forgot I work with
Miss Texas Congeniality.

I just, I don't know.

I hoped I could slip
into something else,

some other version of me.

-And who would that be?
-I don't know.

It's a certain combination
of ingredients, colors.

It's not that far from
who I am right now,

and it's a lot closer
to who I want to be.

I guess...

maybe...

if I tweak things just right,

when I see her in the mirror,
I'll recognize who she is.

Ants.

Ants?

Are ants important?

No idea, but there were
carrion beetles

at the scene of the car
accident. There are ants here.

I say we let Watson
sort this one out.

Ants?

Five pastors?
I would hardly call that

an overwhelming swell
of endorsement.

Look, I have the support
of Phil,

and if Brian knows
what's good for him,

he'll come around, too.

Those pictures of his kid?

That is a big bong, you know.

I know it's 2025,
but that is a big bong.

Oh.

Are you one of
Frankie's doctors?

-I am.
-Ah. I'll call you back, Duncan.

Pastor Eric.

-I'm Frankie's husband.
-John Watson.

Ah. Sorry about all that.

Sometimes you have to break
a few eggs to make a...

you know, a congregation.

-No problem. Excuse me.
-Oh.

Yeah.

Uh, she's resting, Pastor.

I have to get back
to relief detail.

-Sorry, did you say Dr. Watson?
-Yes.

I'm Sean Dalton.
I'm Frankie's emergency contact.

Thank you for helping.

They really love you
around this place.

Sorry. I have to, um...

Let me know how I can help.

Hi, Brian. What is it?

No, I'm with my wife.

Yes, Frankie.

Maybe we should investigate
Frankie's side piece.

Mr. "Emergency Contact"

is clearly Mr. "Source of Sex
While Pastor Eric Is Away."

I definitely wouldn't rule out
that diagnosis.

That man needs to get off
the phone and pay attention

to his wife.

Where do things stand
with Frankie?

Uh, we sent a CBC
and blood cultures.

White count's high. That could
just be the fungal infection.

Blood cultures
are still pending.

CRP and ESR are mildly elevated,

but nothing dramatic
to suggest, uh,

an acute worsening
of the Crohn's disease.

The ultrasound
of her abdomen was negative.

What about this rash?

Frankie doesn't know
where it came from.

She woke up itchy a couple
of days before the tornado.

-Frankie and her husband have any pets?
-None.

-We asked twice.
-Those are flea bites.

She had to have been around
an animal somewhere.

You haven't even mentioned
the ants yet.

That's because
they're just ants.

They don't matter.

But congratulations, Dr. Derian.

Cute picture. Someone text me
Sean Dalton's address.

-Sean Dalton?
-Mr. Emergency Contact.

Hey, you changed your hair.
It looks good.

Welcome to the party, Adam.

Those are flea bites.

She had to have been around
an animal somewhere.

Dr. Watson?

Oh, hey, Sean. Hey.

Sorry to show up unannounced.

-Did something happen to Frankie?
-No, she's holding steady.

These guinea pigs,
are they your pets?

Oh. They were my niece's.

Her mom hated them,
so I built that enclosure

and took 'em in.

My Great Aunt Maxine, she was
the nicest lady I ever knew.

She called guinea pigs
"God's only mistake."

I'm sorry. Why-why do you care
about my guinea pigs?

Well, because I think
they might explain

what's happening to Frankie.

And I think I can treat her,
and if I'm right,

she'll make a full recovery.

What? That's amazing.

Yeah, it's just
one thing, though, Sean.

It's all gonna come out.

You. Frankie.

The affair.

Now, I can treat her,

but I'm not sure
I can keep that a secret.

Yeah, that's right,
order an MRI for Frankie

and book an OR right away.

I'll explain soon as I get back.
Great, thanks.

If I was off the clock,
I would take you up on that.

That's cool.
I'll drink 'em both myself.

It wasn't really
an affair, per se.

Look, I don't want to pry.

Okay? But I just

think Frankie's husband
would have questions.

He won't.

Pastor Eric knows everything.

Frankie and the pastor,
they were gonna have kids.

They had genetic tests done,
and I guess there were problems.

There's this new thing, um,

you take DNA from three people
and make a kid.

Overcomes problems like that.

Mitochondrial replacement
therapy. I'm very familiar.

Yeah. So Frankie and the pastor,

they asked me to be their third.

I said, "Yes," of course.

You know, it was an honor.

The IVF didn't work,
but along the way, I...

I kind of became
their third anyway.

We're, like...

all together.

A "throuple" is what
they say on the Internet.

We can't say anything.
The church. The scandal.

Yeah, no. I get it. I get it.

And, as my Aunt Maxine
would say,

"God doesn't make mistakes."

Except for guinea pigs.

Except for guinea pigs.

Ah, yeah, she hated guinea pigs.

Watson's on his way back.

He wants to meet us all
in the OR.

I lied.

To Lauren.

I, um, faked it,
just like you said.

Did a pretty good job.

I don't think
I want this, Stephens.

Isn't that horrible?

I might actually be
a bad person.

You are not a bad person.

You and Lauren are engaged.

Didn't you talk
about having kids?

We did.

I said I wanted them.

I wasn't even lying.

Or it didn't feel like
I was lying.

Just... was picturing
another version of myself.

One not too far away from
who I am now,

but not me, either.

That Adam, he's a grown-up.

He wants the things
that grown-ups want.

That's not me, though.

I don't want this. It's coming
anyway, but I don't want it.

I don't want kids.

What do I do?

Things in there will kill you.

Might say the same
about your coffee.

Speaking of which,
isn't it a bit late for that?

It's never too late for coffee.

But if you must know,
I'm covering a shift.

You look after your girls,

but who takes care of you?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Shouldn't you be home by now?

Always more work to be done.

Wanted to stick around in case
Ben wanted to talk some more.

I knew you'd figure out
what to say.

I put some words together, yeah.

I told him I know what it's like
to have to rethink

everything about yourself.

I know what I've been through
is completely different,

but yeah, mm.

You did good.

That was a compliment.

From you.

Being serious.

You'll make a great nurse
when you grow up.

I don't know who you
were before, Shinwell, but...

...I'm glad I get to know
who you are now.

Sexually transmitted
flesh-eating fungus?

That's what Frankie has?

That's one of the things
Frankie has.

Sean Dalton lives
in a tornado zone.

He had fungus on his hand.

It got into the cut
on Frankie's leg

when the two of them...
got down to business.

Ah. So, like I said,

sexually transmitted
flesh-eating fungus.

Well, Sean's guinea pigs
also have fleas,

and they carry
Bartonella rochalimae.

They bit Frankie,

and in patients
with healthy immune systems,

it wouldn't cause any issues.

-But Frankie is immunosuppressed.
-Exactly.

In patients like Frankie,

it can cause
osteomyelitis of the spine.

The MRI confirmed
a bone infection.

-That's what the washout's for.
-Yeah, so we'll

start her on some
specialized antibiotics,

and she'll be on her way
to a full recovery.

Fungus. Fleas.

They should really get
a hotel room next time.

A throuple. Wild.

two Crofts are better than one.

-That is absolutely disgusting.
-They do not say that. -Ugh.

Retract that statement.

Well, I can see
you guys have got this.

If anyone needs me,
I'll be on the roof.

On the roof?
There's a tornado warning.

Don't ask.

You have to respect them.

Storms. You really do.

They're like a gift.

A reminder to think about
what really matters.

You can make
all the plans you want.

You can plot it down to a T.

Then something bigger
comes along

and just blows it
straight out of the water.

It could be a storm.
It could be a bacteria

that crawls into your body
without an invite.

But the way you react when you
see how small you really are...

...that's how you know yourself.

That's the only way
you know yourself.

And that moment's different
for all of us.

It could be getting some news
that you weren't ready for.

Or maybe a fear you never
expected to come true.

Or a chance that you
never imagined you'd take.

Could be a woman or a man,
or it could be whatever.

But you will never know
what your own storm is.

Not until it starts raining.

That was fun.

Last night. That was fun.

I haven't had a first date that

felt like it meant something
in a long time.

Why don't we do it
again sometime?

What's wrong with right now?

The Jesus and Mary Chain?

Never heard of them.

The news says
a tornado is coming.

Yeah, I know.

Why don't you press play.
Let's, uh, see what happens.

♪ Step back and watch
the sweet thing ♪

♪ Breaking everything she sees ♪

♪ She can take
my darkest feeling ♪

♪ Tear it up
till I'm on my knees ♪

♪ Plug into her electric cool ♪

♪ Where things bend and break
and shake to the rule ♪

♪ Talking fast
couldn't tell me something ♪

♪ I would shed my skin for you ♪

♪ Don't know why,
don't know why ♪

♪ Things vaporize
and rise to the sky ♪

♪ And we tried so hard ♪

♪ And we looked so good ♪

♪ And we lived our lives
in black ♪

♪ But something about you
felt like pain ♪

♪ You were my sunny day rain ♪

♪ And I'm happy now ♪

♪ Oh, I'm happy when it rains. ♪

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