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Keep flirting with this idea of
stopping.

What if we did? What does that mean
exactly?

Seeing where this leads.

Do you want to get out of here?

You've put on weight.

We want... We just want to see... I'm
sick.

Secondary progressive MS. We want to
reconnect with our son.

It doesn't just erase how my dad is
treating me my whole life.

Someday your parents will be gone, and
however you leave things, that's how it

will stay forever.

Hi.

Hi. I'm just looking for a couple of
guests, James and Celeste Frost.

I'm sorry, I'm not seeing anyone staying
here under that name.

Maybe you could just check in.

Jonathan Michael?

Hi. Hey.

Sorry, you never told me what room you
were staying in. Well, that's because

your father and I are actually staying
in the hotel.

Oh.

Do you want to come inside?

Sure, yeah.

Great.

Hey, what are you doing on the seventh
floor?

Getting a new badge. Must have misplaced
my old one somewhere.

I'm not crazy about the photo.

Thoughts?

Do you ever take a bad photo?

That was thirsty and annoying.

Why do I take it?

You like to push the boundaries, don't
you?

Just finding out where yours are.

Sometimes I wonder if you're hoping we
get caught.

Oh, I'm by no means looking for this
relationship to become public.

And while New Year's Eve might be the
busiest day of the year in most EDs, we

all here in Chicago know that that honor
belongs to St. Patrick's Day. So look

alive, stay alert, and may the road rise
up to meet us all.

Or at least be free of potholes.

You're not eating your breakfast.

Your mother made that schemano special,
you know.

It's great, Mom, really.

I'm just not very hungry right now.

Okay.

I believe you guys actually sold the
house.

We decided to downsize once the money
stopped coming in.

We didn't want you worrying about us.

Your father and I are doing fine.

Even if the smell of your mother's
cooking does tend to linger.

Okay, I'll open the window.

It's taking off again tomorrow, by the
way. Go see the Brandywine Falls.

Yeah, you should join us.

No, I've got to work, so... Oh, come on.
When was the last time we all took a

road trip together?

Laguna. When Jonathan was still a
teenager.

You know, I still have that photo album
around here.

Dad, I don't know if you should be doing
any hiking with the MS and all, you

know? I'm not a complete invalid.

Found it.

You kept begging us to go to the beach.

I think you were looking to see that MTV
star. What was her name? Elsie? She

never could dissuade you from doing
whatever you wanted.

There we go.

Oh, I love that car. Whatever happened
to her?

Well, you totaled it on PCH.

Cost me a fortune to buy you guys out of
the lease.

And just to be clear, you know, we
didn't go to Laguna that day because I

you. We went because you pulled me off
set during contract negotiations.

I don't recall any of that.

I know.

Yeah.

I had dug a half -dollar -sized hole in
my scalp because of the stress.

You know, and they had to put the fake
hairspray in it to cover up the hole

until it filled in.

Well, we got you the rays you were
looking for. The rays you were looking

The whole crew hated me for it. You made
me a pariah.

Aren't you being a little histrionic?

You know, it's really...

Really always great seeing both of you,
I gotta say. I have to get to work.

But, hey, we should do this again
sometime, right? Thank you for

You can't just leave like this. Let him
go, Celeste. He's having one of his

tantrums.

I mean, facts are facts, right?

There is such thing as an objective
truth.

Okay, hold still, would you?

I don't know. Maybe there's just too
much water under that bridge.

Okay, I should do it.

Hey, you with us today or not, Dr.
Frost?

Yes.

Thank you, again.

What do you got for me? Trauma one, 40
-year -old female brought in from Kenton

with multiple aspirations, self
-inflicted. Kenton, the mental health

Yeah, schizophrenia.

I already paged Dr. Charles.

Wake up! They are using...

5G towers to mutate!

You can't hide! None of us can hide! The
orderly found some kind of shank in her

quarters that she fashioned out of a
toothbrush.

We're lucky she didn't do more damage to
herself.

Counting five slashes here. Three
shallow and superficial.

Two penetrated past the dermis. You
better run!

I cannot protect you. I cannot. Give her
anything back, you can? Five milligrams

of Haldol. I'll give her five more. Can
you five a Haldol? What is her regular

regimen? For the past three years, she's
been on clozapine, 200 milligrams twice

daily, admittedly with increasing less
efficacy.

How about before that?

She's been a patient at Hinton for close
to 20 years now, mostly before my

employ.

I'd have to review her charts. I can
forward them to you if you like. Oh,

you. I'd appreciate that. Haldol's in.

Emily.

Emily, I'm Dr.

Charles. This is Dr. Frost, and he's
trying to patch you up so we can get you

back to full strength.

Can he be trusted? He absolutely can,
but in order for him to do his work, we

need you to stay still.

You think you can do that for us?

Okay.

Great. Thank you.

Do you mind me asking you why you hurt
yourself?

Stop the itching.

She's complained before about insects
infesting her bloodstream.

You have some pretty impressive rash
here. It's almost...

Discord in nature.

Get 60 milligrams of prednisone. Try to
clear that up, please.

Emily, you mind if I sit for a bit? Help
you keep watch.

Thank you.

Mr.

Fernie, I understand you fell in the
river while it was being dyed.

I jumped in. Thank you very much.

Any idea where my clothes might be?

Uh, we will try and track those down for
you. It says here you think you might

have dislocated your elbow.

Yeah, that would be the one.

Or maybe it's the other.

Just tell me if this hurts, okay?

Between the Guinness and whatever that
EMT guy gave me, I didn't feel any pain

whatsoever.

Hey, Dodge, you like limericks?

I can't say I'm the biggest fan. You
would like this one. I just got to

how it goes. It's got a name in it that
rhymes with the lady's private parts.

Is it Dolores?

Mm -mm.

Aretha? Mm -mm. We'll see.

Treatment four.

Tim Freitag, 45.

Him and his buddy fell off a parade
float.

EMT is worried he might have a
concussion.

Hey, you're right. He is dressed like
Cameron. I told you. Cameron who?

What, you said something about a buddy?

Mm -hmm.

Treatment three?

Yep.

I'll take Bueller, unless you have a
preference.

All right, everybody.

On my count.

Ready? One, two, three.

Seems you gents got your holidays mixed
up. It's St. Patrick's Day. It's not

Halloween. We must look like idiots,
don't we? That depends on what happened.

I'm Dr. Archer. This is Dr. Lennox. I
understand you guys took a little

Tim did. I more felt funny on my hip. We
were trying to pull off a little stunt.

Not just a stunt. We were checking a box
off his bucket list.

See, Ferris Bueller's my favorite movie.

You know the part where Ferris jumps on
the float and sings?

That was gonna be us.

Turns out those floats move a lot faster
than you think.

You have a bucket list, Tim?

It's nothing.

It's not nothing.

Tim's been battling brain cancer the
past year and a half.

He's already survived longer than the
doctors gave him. The man's a hero.

cancer. Stage three, actually. We're
going to need a CT head and a thief

Yes, absolutely.

I want you to give him the Cadillac
service, CAT scan, MRI, the whole work.

That's all right. I feel totally fine.

And I've got an appointment scheduled
with my oncologist next week anyway, so

can get it checked out then.

Don't listen to him. Yeah, we can't
really say anybody's suffered blunt head

trauma without a full battery of tests,
underlying conditions or not. Just

standard protocol.

We'll take good care of him.

I'll get Mikey in here for some x -ray
to get started.

The patient's clothes.

They were left in the ambo.

Jeez, man, you too?

Well, someone had to fish him out of the
river.

You wear it well.

Finally came to me, Doc.

The limerick.

There once was a girl from Regina who...

Not easy being grand.

Okay, let's go back in. That's okay.

I'm assuming this all feels tender.

Have you been experiencing any other
symptoms, Maddie? And besides today's

nausea?

Maybe you want to go grab a cup of
coffee, Vaughn, before I get into all

gory details. Nothing can freak me out
about you.

We just started seeing each other.

Anyway, symptoms, yes.

I noticed some blood in my vomit this
morning, and my stools have been black

tarry recently.

Well, I'd like to run some more tests,
but I think we might be looking at a

peptic ulcer.

An ulcer?

Oh, that sounds like something a middle
-aged man would get.

Maybe you need to drink less coffee.
Well, coffee's not usually a

factor.

Excessive alcohol use could be.

I don't really drink much of either.

Have you felt any additional stress in
your life recently?

Grant?

What are you doing here?

She's fine, Grant. There's no need for
you to be here. Okay, Vaughn. Good to

know you got everything under control.

Evidently, I'm still marked down as your
emergency contact, so we're going to

need to get that amended.

Add it to the pile of things sitting on
your lawyer's desk.

You two are in the middle of a divorce?

Yes. Though he still hasn't moved out of
my house. It's our house, remember?

And you're free to vacate anytime you
like if you feel your style is being

cramped. Well, this certainly explains
why you might have developed an ulcer.

An ulcer?

That's it?

Your work made it sound like you were
going to die.

If this divorce doesn't go through soon,
I just might.

Okay, you're right.

I'm not needed here.

Run while you still can.

Sorry about that. No need to apologize.

Why don't we get some labs done and
we'll go from there, okay?

And that line right there is the
fracture on your femur.

That's not good, right? Well, no, it's
not ideal. This is a weight -bearing

bone, could open up the possibilities of
other complications.

The ortho's going to want to get a rod
in there as soon as possible, but we'll

do all we can to relieve your pain
you're feeling in the meanwhile.

Okay. You bet. Thanks, doctor. You bet,
you bet.

Can I ask what's going on with Tim?
Yeah, just standard concussion protocol.

So you two have been friends for a
while, huh?

Yeah, we went to high school together.

Though I'm ashamed to admit we weren't
really close back then.

Ashamed?

Class president, varsity, everything.

Tim didn't exactly fit in with the
clique I was king of. Is that right?

We ran into each other about a year and
a half ago.

Right after my divorce, we just suddenly
bonded.

The way he's able to accept the hand
he's been dealt and just keep pushing

forward through all the adversity just
really, really moved me.

I think maybe I was looking for some
sense of purpose of my own, you know?

Yeah, enlisting in the Navy, same
reason.

You know, I've kind of been the driving
force behind this whole bucket list

thing.

This stunt today was really more my idea
than it was his.

If this were to shorten his life in any
way... Let's just worry about your leg

for now, so the two of you can tick a
few more items off that list.

The good news is you tested negative for
H. pylori,

which is a bacteria that's a typical
cause for ulcers.

Now, that's not to say that there isn't
any inflammation down there, so we'd

like to perform an endoscopy to see for
sure.

Okay.

Maddie, your labs also indicated that
you are pregnant.

I'm sorry, that's not possible.

Are you on breath control?

I usually wear a diaphragm, yeah.

So even under the most perfect
conditions, diaphragms are only about 94

effective. Well, how effective is
abstinence? Because I haven't had sex in

almost a year since I stopped being
intimate with my husband.

What about your boyfriend?

Uh, no, we're taking it slowly.

Like I said, it's not possible.

So how do you propose I got pregnant?

Excuse me, Dr. Lennox. I think I found
your badge in the back of my Ambo.

I was looking for that.

Thank you.

It must have fallen onto your gurney
during a transfer.

Uh -huh.

I also found these.

Well, I don't recognize those. Sorry.

Of course.

Oh, yes.

How much of that did you overhear?

Nothing. Discretion's a better part of
valor, right?

Mm -hmm. Hey, you guys wanted to know
when the scans came back for the guy

dressed like Cameron, right?

Radiology says he has a small
subarachnoid hemorrhage.

Let's follow B .I .G. guidelines and
repeat the C .T .H. in six hours before

calling neurosurgery. Will do, but take
a look at the last oncology note.

Scans show no signs of cancer.

Per his oncologist, he's been in
remission for almost a year.

I never had much success making friends
until I got diagnosed with cancer.

And, like, overnight, I became
interesting.

People wanted to spend time with me and
hear what I had to say. Like, I had some

wisdom to impart, you know?

Yeah. Glenn was always the coolest guy I
know.

He knows all about scotch and cigars.
He's like a crazy athlete.

We're supposed to go hella skiing in the
Bugaboos next month.

Glenn said the powder is to die for.

A guy like me doesn't have friends like
that.

If you were to find out I'm not dying
anymore.

He might not find me interesting any
longer.

I think you might be underselling
yourself.

Maybe, but I don't want to find out.

How's this lake doing?

Not great. Took a pretty bad spill.

I don't think it'd be taking that
bugaboo, bucket list trip this spring,

hey, you'll have plenty of time to
reschedule, right?

I'm sorry, do you have a problem?

You know what? I do, actually.

You're lying.

To someone who you call a friend. Did
you ever hear of stolen valor?

No, that's when somebody says that they
served in the military, but they

actually haven't. It's kind of like what
that is. It's a betrayal, not just of

your friend, but of everyone with a
terminal diagnosis who is trying

to soldier through. So just come clean,
yeah?

Your friend deserves that.

And you need to take a giant step back.

How about we check in with orthopedics
and see when they can get Glenn into

surgery? Suits me. I'll be dedicating my
efforts henceforth to patients who

actually need my help. All right.

She said thank you, Dr. Frost, for
dressing my wounds, and it was like she

became a completely different person.

Huh.

Emily, I hear you're feeling much
better.

That I am, Dr.

Charles. That I am. That's great.

And the voices that you were telling me
about earlier you've been hearing? Gone.

No voices, no static. I don't hear
anything for the first time in, like,

forever. Wow.

Isn't that wonderful?

I imagine it would be, yeah.

Not unheard of, though, for chronically
compromised patients to experience

patches of clarity.

Has this ever happened before?

Not that I know of, no.

Or it could be a reaction to the
prednisone.

suggest that there might be something, I
don't know, some underlying situation

with your immune system triggering
inflammation in your brain.

With your permission, I'd like to do a
couple of pretty comprehensive labs, see

if we can isolate what's going on here.

Are you saying that maybe I'm curable?

It's too early to tell, but wouldn't
that be something?

Yeah.

We can see a gestational sac, so... Yes,
you are pregnant.

About six weeks, I'd guess.

This makes no sense.

You said you've been celibate, Maddie. I
have been.

You don't believe me. I mean, medically
speaking, there's no such thing as

immaculate conception, is there?

I did not sleep with Grant. Okay, have
there been any changes in your diet or

your routine?

No. Any new medications or supplements?

Um, I was having trouble sleeping,
probably due to the stress of this

so I started taking Ambien.

Okay, when did you start that?

Uh, about two months ago.

How's that worked?

Great. Totally zonks me out. I get a
solid eight hours.

No tossing, no turning, no dreams.

You don't stir at all?

No, I'm just like a complete zombie.

Is it possible that Grant assaulted you
while you were sleeping?

Did my ex -husband come into my room and
rape me? Is that what you're asking?

You keep saying he's angry over you
leaving him.

No, no.

Not a chance.

Yes, Grant is the worst, but that would
be completely out of character. It's

just not possible.

What other explanation could there be? I
just wonder if maybe you're in denial.

Excuse me.

Maddie, here's a fresh change of clothes
just in case we need them for later.

Where did those come from?

Uh, your husband brought them in from
home.

He's in the waiting room if you'd like
to speak with him.

Okay, I'm going to be right back, okay?

Okay, all right, Vaughn, you win.

Casey, Casey, Casey, Casey, Casey,
Casey.

Hey, Vaughn, you're the sourpuss.

What the hell was that for?

How could you do that to her?

Do what?

Check on it? Yeah, got it.

I have

lupus. A form of it.

And it is called, you ready?

Neuropsychiatric systemic lupus
arithmetosis.

It's an autoimmune disease that damages
the central nervous system. Now, look, I

can't say this definitively yet, but I
strongly suspect that it's what's been

responsible for your mental health
issues all these years.

It certainly would explain the rash that
you came in with. Now, look, there's no

cure per se, right? But if we're right
about this, like Plaquenil, steroids,

immunosuppressants, all these things are
very effective in managing symptoms.

I may have also read about plasma
exchange therapy being an option.

That too. Yep. Does this mean I could be
released from the hospital and go back

home? I haven't seen my family in
decades.

Maybe my sister would talk to me again.

Look, there are going to be some
administrative hoops that we've got to

through. But, yeah, we're pretty
confident that we can make that happen.

Such a simple solution. I feel a little
like Rip Van Winkle.

I won't ever get those years back.

Emily, I'm so sorry. I mean, the system
really let you down. There's just no

other way to put it.

Dr. Charles, do you think you could
remove these restraints from my wrist

for a little while?

I'm comfortable with that. I'm not.

With that, I will take responsibility.

Okay?

Thank you.

I'm sorry. A moment outside, please, Dr.
Charles.

Listen, I respect your acumen, but I
think you're in danger of making

you can't deliver.

For starters, Kenton does not have the
means to treat this woman's NPSLE.

So transfer her out. Never should have
been there in the first place. She can

treated in an outpatient setting. Not
that simple. Emily is under a

conservatorship. Her younger sister
makes all the decisions about her

care. You would need to get her
permission if you want Emily released.

Look, I mean, this guy is always
instigating something. I mean, at this

Maddie should have a restraining order.

Well, a couple of stitches should do the
trick.

You want me to call down plastics?

Whatever.

I still don't get why he hit me.

He thinks that you sexually assaulted
me.

What?

Why the hell would he think that?

Because I'm pregnant.

You kidding?

Is it mine?

How could it be yours?

Are you being serious right now? Are you
implying that you and Maddie have had

sexual intercourse recently?

Really?

You don't remember?

Remember what?

That night about six weeks ago, before
the day of the big preliminary hearing.

What night?

You came in and jumped my bones, Maddie.

No preamble, no pillow talk, no reaching
for contraception, just pure,

unadulterated, mind -blowing sex.

No, I don't remember that.

Okay, well, just mind -blowing for me
then, I guess.

Grant, can I talk to you outside, alone?

I can prove it.

I am mortified.

Kind of made me think we still had a
chance.

The dates were lined up. Why didn't you
mention this earlier?

I tried to broach the subject with you,
but you didn't want to talk to me about

anything. How could this have happened
without me realizing it?

Obviously, your body missed me.

Shut it. I know it's not my bailiwick,
but this could be an instance of

sexsomnia. What's that?

Like the name implies, it's a kind of
sexualized sleepwalking. Which could be

side effect of the sleep aid you started
taking.

Seems like something they should put a
warning about on the bottle.

Can I just say, for the record, after
all those years we had trouble

I always knew I had it in me.

You are so disgusting. Get out of my
room. I'm not shooting blinds, baby.

Okay.

It's our hope that with a dedicated
treatment program and a little luck that

disease your sister has actually been
suffering from will go into remission

stay there.

And that can't be accomplished in the
facility she's in currently?

Unfortunately, they're not really set up
to handle it, but she shouldn't be

there anyway.

It would require you to make other plans
for her care.

What about her schizophrenia?

Technically, she never had it. At least
not clinically anyway.

Could have fooled me.

I am so sorry for what you must have
been through. I mean, I am painfully

of how brutal the impact on families can
be. Trust me.

I was still in junior high when Emily
started losing it.

She tried to stab my mother's boyfriend
at the dinner table.

Said that his MySpace page was
broadcasting messages from the

whoever they were.

He left for good after that.

And my mom went with him.

I was left trying to take care of both
Emily and my little brother.

I was 14.

It is a terrible tragedy that this has
been diagnosed until now.

But what I need you to understand is
that there is a way forward.

Can you guarantee that Emily will be
okay? That that behavior will be gone

for good? I am absolutely confident.

No, we cannot guarantee that.

Well, actually, Dr. Frost, I mean...
Because even if we are right, there's no

way of telling how her mind or her body
would react to the continued use of

steroids. Excuse me, Dr. Frost.

I want you to trust me.

There are endless modalities out there,
and I am very confident we can find one

that will work. I'm sorry, but I have a
family of my own now to protect.

Paige. I can't risk it.

Your sister's ten feet away.

If you were to just spend a minute with
her, I know that you would see.

I'd really prefer not to.

I'm sorry, but I have to go.

Excuse me, Paige. I have those phones
for you to go over.

Yeah, great.

It is a restless, I'd say.

Yeah. Hey, that stolen valor comment was
a little much earlier, no?

I thought you would agree with me.

What, didn't care as much about that
stuff in the Army?

Okay, we care, I care, but I also care
about a person's privacy.

Well, you might feel differently if your
prion diagnosis had come back positive.

Hey, guys, I just got work with Jody up
in pre -op. Ferris Bueller's coding.

Good.

All clear?

Back in a Sicily push another one of
that be resumed compressions all

so we sent him up here with a broken leg
He threw a fat embolism before we could

even get him into the OR narrow got into
his bloodstream Check the ABG we just

drew it's like an oil slick in there
It's been about a half an hour Dean. I'm

just about to call it. Yeah, get out get
out Wow

Wait what

Glenn's dead how when When bones break,

sometimes marrow can escape into the
bloodstream. And in your friend's case,

this caused a fatal hypoxia,
unfortunately.

It's very rare, but it's not unheard of.
And really, it's the result of bad luck

more than anything.

Do you know if there's any family that
we should contact?

He's got an ex -wife in Atlanta, I
think. I don't know her number.

That's all right. We'll take care of it.

If only I told him the truth.

Maybe none of this would have happened.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I was only being honest with her.

There is no guarantee that Emily's
issues are entirely correlated to the

It's going to take time to prove that.

Yeah? Yeah.

And it's pretty damn apparent how much
Paige has suffered that needed to be

recognized. Who are we to just not honor
her pain?

We can't wave a magic wand, Daniel, and
wipe that all away.

Can't argue with you there.

Thank you.

Except it's not our job to advocate for
Paige. It's to advocate for our patient,

Emily. She's essentially been locked
away, body and mind, for a condition

better doctors could have diagnosed two
decades ago.

She had some damage along the way?
Absolutely. Is it her fault? Absolutely

And she deserves a chance to be reunited
with her family to see if those wounds

can be healed. And I'm shocked, frankly.

You of all people don't get that?

I know for a fact that the concept of
forgiveness and its considerable power,

your great credit, is not alien to you.

So, like... I don't get it.

What's going on?

So an endoscopy sounds way more scary
than it is. We'll put you under low

sedation.

Better put restraints on me.

This isn't going to affect the fetus,
will it? No, that won't be an issue.

Oh, my mind is swirling.

Part of me feels like I was the victim
of some kind of assault.

And then this other part of me is
saying, no, Maddie, you're the predator.

Either way, I just feel gross.

Yeah, I can understand that.

And then there's the fact that this
happened with my husband.

And now I'm wondering if it was the
Ambien that caused me to sleep with him

like some part of my subconscious
telling me not to give up on the

Was that how you feel?

Most of the time, I can't stand him.

Any other times?

I'll confess that I like the banter.

I don't always feel good around him, but
I always feel something.

And Vaughn?

Not so much.

Surprises can have silver linings.

If you choose to see them that way.

Look what I found down in the gift shop.

Thought he might cheer you up.

Say hello to Mr. Boo -Boo Bear.

I'll be back soon.

Hey.

Hold on.

I'm not interested in going over it
again.

Look, I wasn't planning on trying to
convince you to change your mind, all

right?

Then what are you doing?

Look, I caught myself today, all right?

I was having breakfast with my folks who
I haven't spoken to in a while, and as

usual, they pissed me off.

Next thing I know, wham.

All right? Life did slam in the door.

The whole morning, I've spent...

So much time blaming a stupid door
latch.

Okay.

It got me thinking that maybe it's the
universe's way of telling me I've been

holding on too tight to my anger.

Are you trying to draw some kind of
clumsy parallel to my situation?

Yeah. And failing miserably, apparently.

Did you think that maybe your problem
was reopening the door in the first

Maybe the best thing for us each to do
is to not look back.

You know, that would probably be for the
best, right?

But why doesn't that feel right either?

Do you know where this patient went? In
the bathroom.

Getting bad vibes about Tim.

Yeah, join the club.

His belt sniffing?

Tim, you in there?

Tim, open up. Open up. Tim. You got a
key?

Oh, my God. Try to unhook him.

Unhook him. I got it.

Get a change of teeth.

Pulse is present.

But thready.

You've been placed on a 72 -hour hold.

So you're on protection, Tim.

Well, it can be determined that you're
no longer a danger to yourself.

Dr. Charles will be down here shortly to
answer any questions you might have.

I wish the cancer would have just
finished me off like it was supposed to.

You think that's what Glenn would have
wanted?

You want to honor his memory?

You get out of here.

You get your head straight.

And you not only finish that bucket
list, but you tick off another one ten

as long.

You live hard enough and bold enough for
the both of you.

Anything less would be a disservice.

Now the sad part, some people need to be
on the doorstep of dying before they

decide to really live.

I'm a quarter Irish, you know.

I'm on the other side.

For you will bend and tell me that you
love me.

And I shall sleep in peace until you
come to me.

So look, I know you're not in control of
your diet, okay?

But I want you to really try to avoid
foods that cause inflammation.

Emily, there's someone here who'd like
to see you.

It's so good to see you.

I'm so sorry that I abandoned you.

Oh, no, no, honey, no.

I'm so sorry I scared you.

I'm so sorry.

She's got a lot of major decisions to
make.

Looks like she's making one.

Babies can be complicated.

They can indeed.

Dr. Ripley?

A word, please?

One of the rowdier ones gave me this
earlier.

Do I need some luck?

Let's find out.

Okay. Is it too much to ask where we're
going or what you have in mind?

Goodwin's office.

Really?

In keeping with the hospital's policy
regarding reporting relationships that

could potentially adversely affect
patient care, particularly between

supervisors such as myself and their
direct reports such as Dr. Ripley here,

feel it's necessary to inform you...

that the two of us have been having
sexual relations.

Uh, I see. At no time did we compromise
patient care in any way, but

to fulfill reporting requirements and
moving in reverse chronological order

our most recent to our first assignation
this morning... That's fine.

Dr. Lennox, I get the picture.

I will make a note of this. Thank you
for your candor and...

As long as there are no sexual relations
happening on premises.

Of course not.

Yeah. Well, have a good evening.

Somewhere else.

I

don't

know why you're upset.

That's the sort of thing you run by a
partner beforehand, Caitlin.

Well, now we don't have to be so covert.

I'm sorry I was trying to be romantic.

You were right.

I have been chasing adrenaline for a
while now.

Maybe it's time I chase something.

More meaningful.

Jonathan Michael, what are you doing
here?

Still looking for company on that trip
to Brandywine Falls?

Yeah. Only if you're doing the driving.

Bet she handles just as well as the
Benz, huh?

You bet.

She does.

Milky, milky.

Just toss your bags in here. All right.

Oh, wow.

Okay. It's a big machine.

It certainly is.

A lot of responsibility, son.

All right. You guys ready?

I was born ready.

Buckle yourselves in.