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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.

You know what they say: two Crofts are better than one.

- That is absolutely disgusting. - They do not say that. -ADAM: 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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