All language subtitles for Wqatqson.S02E03.

This is one of the worst
fractures I've ever seen.

- This patient should be
in surgery.
-Exactly.

She's got a type III
supracondylar fracture

- of the humerus.
- And she's a child.

You can't operate on a minor
without parental consent.

Every minute we delay, we're
risking compartment syndrome,

- permanent nerve damage, even...
- If you take this kid to the OR,

Dr. Morstan, we might as well
write the settlement check now.

Okay, so where are the parents?

Maine.

She says they're in Maine.

A kid from Maine is in
Pittsburgh without any parents?

What is going on?

Guys, what am I missing here?

The patient says
she's not a minor.

She says she's 30.

It doesn't matter what she says.

We all have eyes.

Maybe you should hear this
from her.

Just, you know, brace yourself.

It might get spicy.

Who the (bleep) are you?

Why do I even want
to be back at the clinic?

I've got talents.
I've got skills.

I could take them anywhere.

Well, today is
your first day back.

Why did you fight so hard
for this job?

I mean, they see
the best patients.

They, uh...

They do the best work.

I would work there
if I was a-a doctor,

not a consultant.

Okay, thank you, Glen.

But I would like
to hear from Ingrid.

Glen-One-N is right.

Kind of.

- There isn't a better fellowship
in the country.
- Let me call you back.

I mean,

the work they do
at the Holmes Clinic,

the work we do,

it's right at the edge
of what people know.

It's at the edge of...

everything.

Welcome to group, Mr. Wythe.

We start on time.

Sorry. Had a call.

Sorry.

Hey, everyone.

I'm Beck Wythe.

Like "lithe" with a "W."

Please go on.

I'm interested.

You said Glen was kind of right.

What is he missing?

I don't know.

It's my place?

Hate how that sounds.

But it is.

It's my place.

They all sit in a circle
and share their feelings.

Is that the setup to a joke?

You ditched the cane. Nice.

It's the setup
to a horror movie.

You don't gather cluster "B"
deviants in a cluster.

That's how they hatch plans.

We all agreed to this.

We have to make it work
with Ingrid.

I know. It's just...

this whole therapy thing,

it's not helping me feel better.

They say it takes time.

Good morning, everyone.

Therapy. They say it takes time.

Usually the people around you
notice a difference

before you do.

Uh, what are you guys
talking about?

You.

We're talking about you.

But you probably knew that
already.

Appreciate the honesty.

Honesty leads to cake.

Burnt almond torte.

Prantl's.

Best cake I ever had.

Oh, you remembered.

I remember everything.

Mm.

Like, for example,

we never had pea plants before.

Watson inoculated the roots

with rhizobia bacteria.

He's trying to create
a self-fertilizing ecosystem.

If he's successful, basic...

He'd disrupt
the fertilizer companies

right out of the market.

Cool.

Where is Watson anyway?

Sorry to disturb, guv.

The fellows,

all four of the fellows,

were wondering
if you were gonna join them

for today's remote consults.

Sorry, I, uh...

got in early today.

It's early now, Dr. Watson.

Yeah, no, I mean,
like, really early.

All right, Laila, wondering
where I've been this morning.

Mary.

"The Pittsburgh mystery."

What is that, guv?

Uh...

that's nothing, that's...

nothing.
Not sure what I was doing there.

- Hmm.
-Morning, Ingrid.

Welcome back.

- It's nice to be here...
- I have to get to the ER.

Someone run the remote
without me.

I'll review the notes.

Someone? Who?

Uh...

let's go with...

Adam.

Your faith
means the world to me.

Sincerely.

Okay. Remote consult.

Let's get it.

She got T-boned in her Mustang.

"Indeterminate age"?

Can't she just tell you
how old she is?

Well, the patient says she's 30.

There's some...

question if that's accurate.

- What about I.D.?
- Mm.

The EMTs put her
in the ambulance

before she could grab it.

We're trying to figure out
which impound lot

the car got towed to.

I need to operate on her.

But I need to know
how old she is first.

Wait, I don't understand.
Like, even if you're off,

say, what, a couple years,

what's the issue?

Hmm.

I get that a lot.

I'm Dr. John Watson.

- Your name's...?
- Max.

I go by Max. And, yes,

before you ask, I am 30.

I'm really 30.

Well, you must have a hard time

getting people
to believe that, Max.

I thought you said
this guy was a genius.

Of course I have a hard time.

Look at me.

If you're just gonna
let me suffer,

I'll take my business
down the street.

No, no, that's okay. Um...

I have an idea.

Can you open up your mouth
as wide as you can for me?

I want to believe you, Max.
I-I really do, but...

let me just have a quick peek.

Okay?

Just quick.

Look at that.

Coffee stains.

Moderate attrition
on the surfaces.

Her teeth.

I should've thought of that.

Well, I can't lie, Max.

You look like a ten-year-old.

But inside your mouth,

I see fully erupted
third molars.

Your teeth have been here
for decades.

I'll get her prepped
for surgery.

I believe you, Max.

You are 30.

No (bleep) (bleep).

I'm not trying to be a Karen,

but how soon
can you get me out of here?

Well, it's a serious
orthopedic procedure.

Dr. Morstan-- she's one of the
best surgeons in the country.

But given your condition,

it's hard to predict
the recovery time.

Max, if you don't mind me
asking,

when did you first realize

that your body
wasn't aging typically?

I do mind you asking.

I have a broken arm.

I'm not trying
to do therapy here.

No, neither am I.

I have seen most
of what the world has to offer,

but I've never met
someone like you.

I'd like to help.

Help how?

Are you gonna put me
in a machine

that changes me
into a normal adult?

I wish I could.

I really do.

But the truth is,

I have no idea what type
of interventions are possible.

You didn't bull(bleep) me.

I like that.

Look, if it'll get me out
of here faster,

I'll give you
the 30-second version.

If you want to take samples
or whatever while I'm under,

have at it.

But that's it.

Seriously, I don't want
to live under a microscope.

I'd love to hear your story.

I was always small.

When I was ten,
everything stopped.

They gave me growth hormones.

My ankles swelled up bigger
than Grammy's.

What'd your doctors do next?

They tried to send me to UHOP.

The Mayo Clinic.

Someplace with fancy doctors.

My mom works the deli counter.

Those clinics might as well
have been the moon.

Are we good now?

I have to get to Crater Lake.

Yeah.

We're good.

Oregon, though, huh?

That's where you're headed?

Only vacation my mom ever took.

She said the lake is
this kind of beautiful blue

- that you can't see
anywhere else.
- I've been there.

There are no rivers or streams
feeding into the lake.

All just rain and snow.

The purest colors in the world.

But I hear
you can't swim there anymore

because they're worried
about the water changing.

Everything changes, Dr. Watson.

Except me.

Patient is 30.

Patient looks ten.

No one in her world
has bothered to find out why.

Max didn't respond
to growth hormone.

She lives in a world

where no one will see her
for who she really is.

Think about the way
that this woman lives.

- "Woman."
- She subsists
on call center jobs.

She lives at home because
no landlords take her seriously.

Max will never experience
the moments

that we all take for granted.

Did you take a basic history?

- Very basic.
- Okay, well,

let's take a detailed one.

She's our patient, right?

-Watson?
- Hmm.

She is our patient?

Well, I'm in process
on that issue.

Look, Max's history
is not an issue right now.

She's headed for surgery.

I have never seen
anything like this before.

Ever.

I'm not even sure there's a name
for what this woman has.

- "Woman."
- You keep saying that.

It's the right word, but we're
all looking at the same picture.

Takes some getting used to,
is all.

Max Bowers

is significant.

And we will help her.

Now, for whatever reason,

Max's chart isn't connected
to our system, so...

...Stephens

and...

Ingrid...

...call around Maine,

dig up every record
that you can find.

Adam and Sasha, make the rounds
of the impound lots.

Max was driving
a '66 Mustang coupe.

Dang.

If I find it, can I drive it?

We're not joyriding.

We are looking for clues.

Her stuff. Maybe a journal.

Anything that can shed some
light on where she came from.

Meanwhile, I'm going to keep
my eye out on Max's operation.

We'll connect after that.

It's good to see you all
in one room.

Happy hunting.

in Bangor told me Max Bowers saw
a Dr. Evert at your clinic?

Uh, no, ma'am...

Of course you don't have
a record of a Dr. Evert.

Okay, let's go by patient name.

Has Maxine Bowers
had treatment there?

Okay. Um, if anything turns up,
please call me back.

My name is Dr. Ingrid Derian...

Remind me never to get sick
at Caleb's Gore, Maine.

Closest population center
is two hours away.

You can't open a hospital
anywhere close.

The numbers don't work.

Max saw doctors in pop-up tents.

Probably never saw
the same person twice.

A medical desert.

They're all over the place.

If you ever need help
in one, well...

you're relying
on the kindness of strangers.

Max can tell you
how that works out.

Should we just have it out?

We have unresolved issues.

I mean, Watson thinks so anyway.

That's why he put us together.

I'm not your problem here.

You're not mad?

No.

I've seen you get mad
at hospice volunteers.

I saw you get mad
at a school bus once.

But you're not mad at me?

I've had some time
with the whole thing.

I can...

more or less wrap my head
around what you did.

And I'm working on all that,
by the way.

The irritation. Everything else.

You're getting laid.

And I'm happy for you,

but that's not the same thing
as working on it.

Why did you fight so hard
to come back here anyway?

This is a good place.

I mean,
it's good overall, and it's,

you know,
good for people like us.

"People like us"?

You and me.
People with a diagnosis.

I don't have a diagnosis.

Of course not.

Sorry.

If you're not my problem here,

who is?

♪ Once upon a time,
I almost lost my mind ♪

♪ I was lonely ♪

♪ So lonely... ♪

We're ready, Dr. Morstan.

Thank you, Petra.

♪ Hoping every day
things would go my way ♪

♪ Then you came ♪

Hard to believe she's really 30.

♪ Once upon a time ♪

♪ I was lone... ♪

Something wrong, Doctor?

but you could get me there
if you keep asking me that.

Okay, I'm sorry.

We'll-we'll figure it out, okay?

I get you have to do this.

Dr. Bynum.

I'm glad I caught you.

I'm glad to be caught,
Dr. Watson.

Listen, sorry
about this morning.

I couldn't sleep last night.

Got caught up thinking
about some stuff.

Mm, anything fun?

Uh, too soon to tell.

Not a big deal.

Maybe a note next time?

I don't like waking up alone.

We have our, you know,

- morning appointment.
- Yes, we do.

- Uh-huh.
- Yes, we do.

But I'm seeing you
this weekend, right?

- I can make it up to you.
- Actually, I have Micah now.

His dad got called
to Morgantown.

Some kind of liquidity crisis
for one of his clients.

We promised the kid Kennywood
for good grades.

I'm on the hook now.

Oh, cool, I can go with you.

I haven't ridden Thunderbolt
in years.

You good?

John, you haven't met my son.

Yeah, no, I know.

Um...

- Oh, I'm sorry.
This is the emergency phone.
- Emergency phone.

Got it.

Everything okay?

Sorry, can I borrow you
for a few minutes?

I need
your professional opinion.

But once I reduced her arm,
I found

multiple enlarged lymph nodes
in her left arm and neck.

I've felt that before.

It's always been one thing.

It's concerning for lymphoma.

I'm not arguing with that.

And of course
I'm happy to weigh in.

But I am a pediatric oncologist,

and this woman's 30 years old.

Well, Max Bowers is kind of 30,

but she's
kind of something else.

I don't understand.

(bleep) me dead
in a field of flowers.

You know about the lymphoma?

You know you might have cancer?

"Might"?

Try "do."

Why didn't you tell us?

I just need you to fix my arm.

Ms. Bowers.

Max. You've had a low-grade
fever since you got to UHOP.

It could be a sign of...

It could be a sign
things are advancing.

Isn't that what things do?

Advance?

Most things anyway.

I don't want any pills,

I don't want any scans,

and I don't want any radiation.

Max, most lymphoma
is highly treatable.

Sounds great for someone
who wants treatment.

You guys really can't read
a room, can you?

Speaking of which,

look at the vibes
with you three.

Am I the only one here who
hasn't (bleep) everyone else?

- Mind your business, Max.
- Tell you what--

you mind your business, and I'll
extend the favor right back.

I'm 30.

I'm not getting any younger.

But I'm not getting
any older either.

I'll never have a boyfriend.

Or a husband.

Or a daughter.

Or a real job.

Or a ticket to an R-rated movie.

If there is cancer inside of me,

it can't do its job fast enough.

I'm gonna go to Crater Lake.

I'm gonna swim in the blue water

just like my mom did.

And then I'm ready
for what comes after.

I need more pain meds.

Dr. Morstan authorized a dose

to keep you comfortable, so...

And then, what, are you
gonna handcuff me to the bed?

Of course not, Max.

Ooh, I know.

Call CPS.

Tell them there's a ten-year-old
with no parents at UHOP.

Well, you're an adult.

While I don't agree
with what you're doing,

I respect your autonomy.

You don't make it easy
to hate you.

I hate that.

So what do you got, Dr. Watson?

You gonna reach
into your bag of tricks,

give old Max
a reason to keep going?

I see reasons to live
everywhere I look, Max.

Listen.

You're one of the good ones.

But tomorrow,

as soon as I can move
without screaming...

...I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

Thank you all for coming back.

Tonight we have two problems,

and we have to solve one

or both of those problems
by the time Max Bowers wakes up.

Problem one--

the patient could be dying.

Problem two--

the patient
doesn't want to live.

But don't those cancel
each other out?

You could say
we have zero problems.

We have two problems.

Two teams.

Our first issue is
for Team How to Stay Alive.

Problem two

is a job
for Team Why Stay Alive at All?

Ingrid and...

Sasha, you two

are Team How to Stay Alive.

Shouldn't Sasha be
on Team Yay Life?

No, too obvious.

Get us data.

Find anyone who will pick up
a phone in Maine

and build a timeline
of Max's conditions.

Congratulations, Crofts.

You two get to discover
the meaning of life.

Sure you're comfortable
having Stephens on this issue?

I like life.

I tolerate life.

- We have an understanding.
-Don't despair.

Shinwell will be with you
in spirit.

He's gonna be sitting with Max

while I sequence
her genome in the lab.

- But just watching
the young lady?
- I mean,

pretty much, yeah.

If she wakes up, then, you know,

you have to give her hope.

Is that all?

Max Bowers has lymphoma.

It's gonna be a fight.

She has to see that there's
something worthwhile

on the other side of that.

What does our patient need?

Companionship.

We have to promise Max
that we'll find others like her.

Watson, we don't even know
if someone else like Max exists.

There are eight billion of us
on this planet.

We live in the richest country
on Earth,

and yet Max just slipped
through the cracks?

No.

I believe there are others.

There's a big difference

between "promise"
and "believe," guv.

You could call that a lie.

It's a bet.

And we have to make it

or Max will just check out
of here in the morning.

Now, who knows?

She may not even make it
to Oregon.

I got your name from the margins
of a medical record.

Did you happen to see
a patient named Max Bowers

while you were volunteering at
a pop-up clinic in rural Maine?

You've never been to Maine.

Wrong Dr. Patel.

- Is there anything else?
- No, sorry.

Enjoy your sleep.

Are you really trying to change?

I go to group therapy
two times a week.

I sit in a circle

with a revolving group
of American Psycho proxies.

A month ago,
the woman sitting next to me

got arrested
in the middle of a session.

I just...

...say things... about myself.

It's excruciating.

I'm trying.

Say something.

If I wanted people
to think I was different,

that all sounds like
a good way to do it.

If everything I do
is some mastermind chess gambit,

if I'm always faking it
no matter what, then...

I can't win, can I?

I'm not evil.
I didn't betray you.

You betrayed the team.

You should have said something.

We could have helped you.

I was being blackmailed.

Some guy in a polo shirt,

who turned out to be no less
than James Moriarty,

had information that could
send me to prison for life.

He asked me to pour
some powder into a jar.

I had no idea
that would hurt Stephens.

When I found out,
I did what I had to do.

And then I got fired,

and the rest of you
turned your backs on me.

Everyone. But especially you.

Especially me?

I miss you.

You're gone from my life.

You're banging Stephens Croft,

I don't even get
to hear how that's going.

I don't have a lot of friends.

I don't have any friends.

So maybe I'm always
planning nine moves ahead

or maybe I just miss you.

Just outside if you need me.

Cheers, Louise.

You don't look like a doctor.

I'm not.

I'm a nursing student.

Shinwell Johnson.

Best, perhaps,
if you regard me as...

...the Ambassador of Kindness
for the Holmes Clinic.

You don't look kind.

And you don't look 30, love.

Isn't the world
full of whimsy and surprise?

I bring a message
from Dr. Watson,

who wishes you to remain here
at UHOP as our guest.

- We've been over this.
- Yeah, all right.

You haven't heard
this bit yet. Listen.

Oh. All right, sorry.

Dr. Watson has analyzed
your genome.

There's no better set
of eyes out there.

He's even reached out
to a whole bevy of colleagues.

This syndrome that affects you

hasn't even
been named yet, but...

...it ain't unique neither.

You're not alone
in this world, Miss Max.

Stop it. Don't say that.

All right. Hang on, hang on.

Hey, hey, hey. Look.

There are other people

just like you
out there somewhere.

That is a promise
from Dr. Watson.

Thing is,
if you leave this morning...

...he can't help you.

You'll never get to meet them.

-Hey.
- Hey.

All-nighter?

You need an infusion of caffeine
and carb-laden pastries.

- Well, this will buy me
about an hour.
- Mm.

- Thank you.
- Yeah. You getting anywhere?

Well, I've... I've called in
favors on three continents,

and, um, I don't know,
something will shake loose.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay. Um, Laila.

About Micah, I, um, I get it.

I do, it's a big deal, uh,

you know,
introducing a man to your son.

And for me, I just...

I shouldn't have thrown it
out there so casually.

Thanks.

Felt kind of weird, I can't lie.

You good?

I mean, these last few days,
I don't know.

You're gone in the morning

and you're not always there
when we talk.

Did something change with you?

No, no. No, just, uh...
I'm good.

No, seriously, I'm good,
it's just old habits, I guess.

I promise that, uh,
I'll do better.

You're doing fine.

You're doing great, actually.

Just... be here.

Oh, uh, uh, sorry to interrupt.

Whoa, are you two looking
for a hairbrush?

We stayed up all night for you,
and we found Dr. Patel.

That might not sound like
much of an accomplishment,

but there are a lot
of Dr. Patels.

The Dr. Patel,
who we just talked to,

he treated Max at a pop-up
clinic eight months ago.

She was complaining
of fever and fatigue

all the way back then.

We ran down an ER visit
from four months ago.

- Same symptoms.
- Fever for eight months?

That's not consistent
with lymphoma.

That's why we're here instead
of looking for a hairbrush.

Max never had a biopsy.

And if she did,
based on what we're seeing...

It could come back negative.

She doesn't have cancer.

This is something else.

- You're not with Max?
-Young lady asked

for three shots of espresso,
piping hot.

- Everything okay?
- Better than okay.

She doesn't have cancer.

So, we have some...

Where's Max?

Where is she?

"Shinwell: you are kind.

"You're also full of it.

"It's just me.

"Eight billion people and me.

Tell Dr. Watson to take care."

She's gone, guv.

Max is gone.

Where's Watson?

With Shinwell,
outside looking for Max.

Did he say

what he wanted from us?

Let's assume security's on top
of the search at UHOP.

We've got two problems here.

Well, we had two problems
last night.

Now our patient's missing.

I'm getting three,
but feel free to check my math.

I get three, too. No notes.

Wait, I have one note:
Max Bowers

was never officially
our patient.

Wait, I have a note
and a question.

Are you pretending
to be Watson right now?

Because you are
definitely not Ingrid.

Watson's not here.
I'm trying to help.

That's the "not Ingrid" part.

Problem one:
if Max doesn't have lymphoma,

what's wrong with her?
Problem two:

- where is she?
- On the way to Crater Lake.

That's 2,500 miles away.

Max's car is impounded,
the frame's bent to hell.

She has no I.D., no money.

She's also not our patient.

She checked out
against medical advice.

She doesn't want any help.

Sorry.

I was doing Ingrid.
The real Ingrid.

This woman's been
an outcast her whole life.

No one sees her
for who she really is,

and the second they do,
they recoil and walk away.

Medicine has failed Max Bowers
over and over again.

If we were in her shoes,
anyone in this room,

including me,
would have quit a long time ago.

Max is tired,
but there's fight there.

We have to help her find it.

Okay, that was like Watson
but with your own spin.

That was good.

I was headed to the lab.

We got samples from Max
when she was under.

Figured I'd dig
into a diagnosis.

I'll help.

Crofts, you're in
the search party.

Where would you go
if you were Max?

On it, ma'am. Or sir.

Whoever you are.

Max is anemic.

I can tell
just by eyeballing it.

Too few red blood cells
and insanely low platelets.

She made two complaints
about hand pain

and stiffness five months apart.

Fever's been consistent
for nearly a year now.

Max tells every doctor she sees
about fatigued she is.

We should send an ANA...

Complement C3 and C4,
not to mention...

Inflammatory markers
and a urinalysis.

Max has lupus.

I'm concerned for it.
We'll see what the tests say.

Don't give me that "bless
your heart" concern thing.

You just diagnosed the patient
with the great imitator.

Ruthless bitch.

It's great, by the way.

Being with Stephens.

Generally great?
'Cause that's not what I asked.

I know what you asked.

It's great.

There's like
a whole other Stephens.

The man has appetites.

- Really?
- He has a Viking
hiding in there.

An especially
open-minded Viking.

And he's naturally blessed,
if you follow.

Really?

They should make a mold.
It would sell.

That means Adam is... blessed?

I guess it does,
genetically speaking.

I should learn not to ask
so many questions.

DISPATCHER
BOLO in Morningside Heights,

it's gonna be
for a suspect in a 10-16.

Suspect owns firearms.

Local units,
please respond with caution.

Do you have a description
or an address?

No sign of Max?

- Oh, I can, uh, wait outside.
-If you want to.

Something you haven't seen
a thousand times before?

I didn't keep count.

Nice outfit.

Party on the top,
business on the bottom.

- Yeah.
- You stayed up all night, huh?

It's almost 8:00 p.m., John.

You should go home. I got you.

And I, um... I'm just
keeping an ear out for Max.

I heard.

You think you're the only one
who can download

- a police scanner app?
-Do we have anyone

- in Harmarville Business Park...
- I got eight hours of sleep
last night.

I'll call you
if I hear anything.

Max is my patient, too,
you know.

Last seen headed outbound
on Route 28.

- Involved in a death
earlier today.
- All right.

- No, you're right.
- I got you. Go sleep.

- You're right, you're right.
- All West Homestead units,

respond to a 10-75
near the bridge

at Sandcastle Drive.

We need Child Protective
Services on site.

tried to steal a car.

Uh, sir, you c... No, you're
gonna have to turn around

and go back the way you came.

Officer, my name
is Dr. John Watson.

- That woman you arrested?
- Woman?

Well, it's complicated.
Max is older than she looks.

I've done some work
with a homicide detective

that's stationed in Oakland.

Lestrade. My condolences.

Listen,
if it's all right with you,

I'd like to talk to the patient.

No, honestly,
I'm glad you're here.

The kid's kind of freaking out.

Hey, let him through.
Let him through!

She's over here.

Max.

Max, I have some news.

Max, listen. I have some news.

You don't have cancer.
I believe you have lupus.

Max, this is good.

I... I can't get air in.

I need an ambulance now!

EMS said they're out!

I got you, Max. I got you.

Wait. Stop.

I don't want to go
to the hospital.

Stop. I don't want
to go to the hospital.

I don't want to go
to the hospital.

Hey, Max.
You can go anywhere you want

once you're back
on your feet, okay?

No! Stop! I am an adult.

I am 30. I do not want this.

- I don't want this.
- All right, okay. Okay, okay.
You know what? Hey.

Give me five minutes
with the patient, please, okay?

Give me five minutes!

Okay? Five.

All right, come on, guys,
let's back it up.

It's fine.

This is good.

Sooner than I expected,
but I like this spot.

The lights are pretty.

- I'm good.
-No.

No, you don't have
to die tonight, Max.

If you let us help you,
we can ease your breathing

and get your lupus
under control.

So I can go on living?

My mom's gone, Watson.

She collapsed
in the middle of a shift.

I'm sorry to hear that, Max.

She left me $7,100.

That and her ashes
are in the back of my Mustang.

- I'm alone.
- No. We don't know
if that's true.

- Stop lying!
- I didn't lie. I made a bet.

When we found out
you had cancer, I...

I was so caught up
into your symptoms,

I barely had time
to analyze your genome.

Well, I did that today.
All day I did that.

I believe you have a mutation
to your KISS1R gene.

And if I'm right, that causes
a form of hypogonadism

like I've never
even seen before.

We know what
to look for now, Max.

I can tell every geneticist
in the world

what to look for, too,
and that's one gene.

They just have to focus
on one gene.

Now, I can't promise you
that there's someone else.

I can't.

And even if there is, it would
take months to find that person.

Even years.

But I can promise you this, Max:

if you refuse treatment,

if you just...

if you want to die tonight...

...you'll never get to find out.

So, make the bet, Max.

Come on, let's do it together.

All right.

Oh, thank God.

Patient complains
of shortness of breath.

Her sats were in the 80s.

Breathing sounds
are diminished on the right,

likely due to pleural effusion.

Nurse Reyes, I need
the portable ultrasound

and a thoracentesis kit.

Yes, Dr. Morstan.

Got to shorten the breathing,
got to shorten the breathing.

Hey, Max, you have fluid
in your lungs.

I need you to lean forward
as far as you can, okay?

Ultrasound, Dr. Morstan.

Go away. I want to be alone
with my doctor.

Doctors.

Visualizing her lungs now.

There's a significant effusion
near the right lower lobe.

Understood.

Like I said, I got you, Max.

I got you, okay?

Nice outfit.

Do you know why I swear so much,
Dr. Watson?

It's how you get people to
see you for who you really are?

Smart guy.

Well, go on and do it, then.

Save my life, (bleep).

Just heard from Watson. Max is
responding to the steroids.

In a few days,
we can discharge her

without sending in the cavalry.

That's great. I'm glad.

We did well here.

Feels good to be back.

Good night.

What's my diagnosis?

I shouldn't have said it.
Just slipped out.

You think
there's something there.

- It's none of my business.
- I have some, um...

...mixed feelings towards you,

some pretty well-earned
mixed feelings.

But you're
the smartest doctor here.

Uh, John Watson
works at this clinic.

I know he does.

What is it? What do you see?

Have you never been
diagnosed with depression?

Depression? That's it?

What? No, don't do that.
Don't dismiss it.

Stephens, the irritability.
the black moods,

the voice in your head that
tears you down all day long.

- You don't know
what's inside my head.
- Am I wrong?

Look, major depressive disorder.

Is it the end of the world?
Of course not.

But is it a burden
pretty much every second

of every single day?

Yeah.

Look, I'm just one doctor,
but since you asked,

you have a diagnosis.

People like us...

...maybe we can get better...
maybe we can't.

I don't know.

Ask me in a year.

Beck, right?

- Hey, Ingrid.
- What's up?

I came to check out the clinic
where you work.

Yeah, we don't just let people
wander around in there.

Call ahead next time.

We'll still say no,
but call ahead.

I opened up a start-up
incubator here in town.

I connect the tech kids at CMU
with money people out west.

Wow, cool.

Seems like you have
some interesting things

going on behind those doors.

I'd like to learn more.

I met you in group therapy
for sociopaths.

This is not the beginning
of a business relationship.

Yeah, we'll just get coffee,
in that case.

It's not the beginning
of any kind of relationship.

- Hmm.
- Nice to see you.

Don't come back.

I'm hearing a soft no.

Come back again
and maybe I kill you.

Wouldn't be the first time.

I want details on that.

Dr. Sterndale.

No, no, no, I'm good. I'm awake.

How are things at your clinic?

I agree, yes. Max Bowers
is definitely a unique patient.

Yeah, there she is.

Now, the frame is a little iffy,
but the guy says it's drivable.

And that's it?

You're just gonna
let me drive away?

Well, your labs are good.
Your hand feels strong?

Again, now, I don't recommend
you driving with a cast.

Again, heard.

Enjoy Crater Lake.

I don't really know what to say.

Well, you don't have
to say anything.

But...

...if you're willing to stay
around Pittsburgh

just a little while longer,

there's someone
who'd like to meet you.

Max.

This is Pauline Bautiste.

She came all the way
from Sioux Falls, South Dakota

to meet you.

Why?

I have a mutation on my...

What's it called again?

Your KISS1R gene.

How old are you?

Forty-one.

I just turned 41.

Pauline.

We have so much to talk about.

We have everything
to talk about.

Will you wait
for just one second?

I will wait forever
if I have to.

You kept your promise.

It was a bet.
We made it together.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I don't say this to every
patient, but you know what, Max?

You're welcome.

You're (horn honks) welcome.

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