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- You know,
I started to volunteer

at the suicide hotline.

- I want to die.
- Gio.

- You did everything you can.

You can't save everybody.

- When we met at
that juvenile facility,

you thought that
I gave up on you.

I'd do almost anything
to turn back the clock.

I'm trying to protect you.

- This from the man who spent
years preaching non-judgment-

- I almost lost you, okay?

You cut me some slack!

[dramatic music]

- Sage has filed
a complaint against you.

- Sharon, nothing happened.

- I have to go through
the motions of processing this.

- This is unbelievable.
- Okay.

What are you not telling me?

- What's that supposed to mean,
not tell-

you don't believe me.
No, no.

You don't believe me.
- Daniel, wait a minute.

- [hyperventilating]

- Stay with me.

Just focus on me.

That's it.

We're gonna help you.

Your daughter's on her way.

How long was he down?

- An hour, maybe two.

Trauma 3 is open.

- 250 CCs of 3% saline

to reduce
intracranial pressure,

1 gram of Keppra
for seizure prophylaxis.

- I'm on it.

- Dr. Lenox,
he's losing consciousness.

- Oh, whoa, whoa!
Hey, stay with me.

I need you so stay with me.

Let's start a trauma workup.
- Yeah.

- What do we got?

- 42-year-old male
fell headfirst

off his roof taking down
Christmas lights.

Smacked his head
on the concrete.

I'm thinking he's got a bleed.

- Yeah, so am I.
His pupils are blown.

- No gag reflex, no cough.

- No brain stem reflexes.

He's brain dead.

- Yeah, let's do
a CT to confirm.

And keep him on the vent
until his daughter gets here.

- God.
I mean, it's already April.

He should have kept the
lights up till next year.

- Sharon, have you seen Daniel?

He's not answering his phone.

I got a 20-year-old who just
confessed to shooting JFK.

On the bright side, he knows
his American history, at least.

- I think Daniel's probably
somewhere cooling off.

I'd give him his space.

- Really? What happened?
- We had a pretty bad argument.

- Oh. What about?

- He accused me
of not having his back.

- Well, that doesn't
sound like Daniel.

- Exactly.

That's why I'm worried.

[eerie music]

? ?

- [mumbles indistinctly]

Mom.

What's going on?

What are we doing here?

- Oh, come on.

If you're asking the question,
you already know the answer.

- Mom, I'm not dead, like you.

- Mm, maybe not yet.

- And I'm not dying either.

For God's sake,
I'm having a dream.

And I just-

I just don't know why we're-

we're here.

- Listen, I know you think

this is all about
that poor kid you killed.

What was his name?

Gio, who finally got up
the courage to reach out

for help and then
had the terrible luck

to have you answer the phone.

- When did you become so cruel?

Did somebody do something
to you so terrible

that it made you feel so small
that for the rest of your life,

the only way you could
feel good about yourself

is if you were making
somebody else feel miserable,

especially your kids?

- Oh, Danny, you poor thing.

There you are,
huffing and puffing,

and you still don't get it,
do you?

- Get what?
- Why we're here!

The answer, my darling, is,

this is where
it all started, isn't it?

This is where it happened,
right over there.

? ?

- Daniel.

Daniel?
Daniel, can you hear me?

- Sharon?

- Daniel.

Daniel.

Daniel, are you okay?

? ?

Dean, I just found Daniel
unconscious

on the floor in his office.

I think he may be
having a stroke.

Can you please come up here?

Daniel.

Daniel, can you hear me?

It's Sharon, Daniel.

? ?

.

- How is he?

- There's no movement
on his right side,

in and out of consciousness.
Heart rate 110. BP 160/90.

I've already activated
code stroke.

- How long has he been down?

- Sharon spoke to him
about three hours ago.

You're thinking TPA?

- His timeline
does fall within

the 4 1/2-hour
treatment window.

- If we're lucky,
the TPA could break down

the clot before it does
permanent damage

to Daniel's brain.

- Same page, Dr. Ripley.

All right,
let's confirm with the CTs,

and we'll take it from there.

- Anna.

Hey.

- Is Dad alive?

- Yes, but we think
he's having a stroke.

- Is he gonna die?

- I won't lie to you, Anna.

It's very serious.

But Dr. Archer
took him for imaging

so we can know exactly
the extent

of what we're dealing with.

- We had a big fight today.

What if that was
our last conversation?

- Shh, mm-mm.

We're gonna take this
one step at a time, okay?

- Can I see him?

- Soon, I promise.

Come.

- And we are at the clot.

All right,
you're up, Dr. Ripley.

- Applying negative pressure.

- No, his clot's too firm.
Damn it.

Aspiration technique
isn't working.

- What if we pivot?

Advance the microcatheter
past the clot

and deploy a stent retriever
across it.

- It's a smart idea,
almost as if I'd thought of it.

[monitors beeping]

[eerie music]

? ?

- I said I never wanted
to see you again.

- I know you did.
I know you did.

But I don't-I have no idea
what's going on here.

But this was not my idea.
I promise you that.

- Okay, well,
say what you're gonna say.

Get out with it.

Make it quick
and get the hell out.

After all, it's what
you're best at, isn't it?

- Look, I feel terrible
about that.

I do.

I think about it all the time.

But, look, I have
some really good news.

In about 20 years,
we meet again,

and we-we work together.

Yeah. Get this.

You become a doctor, Mitch.

- What?
- Yeah.

Had nothing to do with me.

And don't worry.

You really ripped me a new one.

But, you know, we-

we hash it out.
- Wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Do I actually forgive you?

- Yeah. Oh, we become friends.

- I don't believe you.

- Believe it, man.

Yeah, it happened.

You look at your stuff.

You deal with it.
You get it together.

It's actually one of the
proudest moments of my life.

It still is.

- My stuff.

Do you even hear yourself?

You're so full of it.

- What did I say?

- What, you say that
it's no thanks to you

out of one side of your mouth,
and then you go

and tell me that you're proud
of me out of the other?

You always find some way
to take credit,

like I'm your kid or something.
You did it just today.

- How do you know that?

- Wait, do you actually think
that I'm me?

I'm you, pal.

This is just
a conversation with yourself.

It's all just a nostalgia tour,

and you're playing the hits-

in this case,

forcing me to confront
my abandonment issues

only to abandon me
here yourself.

- Okay, look,
I didn't abandon you.

My rotation ended.

I couldn't handle it
differently.

- There it is. Denial.

What, you-
you need another hug?

[chuckles]
You are such a fraud.

[tense music]

[gas hissing]

- [coughing]

- We performed
a mechanical thrombectomy.

It's where
a microcatheter is threaded

into his middle cerebral artery
to manually remove the clot.

- Did it work?

- It was an especially
large clot.

We got some of it,
but not enough

to reestablish
adequate blood flow

to the ischemic area
of his brain.

- So what are our options,
Dr. Abrams?

- Well, we have two.

We could raise
his blood pressure

and just wait and see.

Best case scenario is
he wakes up completely fine.

Worst case, he has permanent,
irreversible deficits

that mean a feeding tube
and possibly a ventilator

for the rest of his life.

- So then what's
the other option?

- A direct bypass craniotomy.

I make an incision in his head

and connect the cortical
intracranial artery

directly to his
superficial temporal artery,

completely bypassing
the blockage.

- So we're talking
about brain surgery?

- Yes.
Not as scary as it sounds.

It would definitively
restore blood flow.

- I sense a "but" coming.

- The TPA Dr. Archer and I
administered to break down

the clot also puts your father
at a much higher risk

of hemorrhagic complications
during surgery.

- This all sounds like a lot.
- Yeah.

I'm still here because
Dr. Archer took a risk

while I was on that table,
but unfortunately,

there are no guarantees.

- Well, I'll call Robin
and see what she thinks.

- Uh, this is awkward.

I'm afraid it isn't up to you.

That decision lies
with Daniel's

medical power of attorney.

- Isn't that me and Robin?

- That privilege
belongs to Ms. Goodwin.

[tense music]

- Me?

.

- Doris, have you seen Dean?

He's got his phone turned off.

- You don't know.
- Know what? [chuckles]

- Dr. Charles had a stroke.

Dr. Archer, Abrams, and Ripley
are taking care of him now.

- Wha-uh-
well, how bad is it?

- It's pretty bad.

- Dr. Asher, you ready?

- Ready for what?

- To onboard your substitute

before you go
on maternity leave.

- Wait, um...
[chuckles]

You-you hired someone?
- I did.

- But I was planning to work
close to my due date,

which is still weeks away.
So what's the rush?

- You, of all people,
should know

babies don't always abide
by due dates.

Dr. Lovell's references
were glowing.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Lovell?
- Yeah.

She's waiting for you.

- The cat with
Eugene Levy eyebrows?

- You two already
know each other?

- Yeah, I guess
you could say that.

- Oh.

- You know,
I'm just as surprised

as you are that
your father gave me

medical power of attorney.

- I know. It's totally fine.

- I would have said no
if he'd asked me.

- Why?

- Because that should be
a family decision.

- Yeah, but you are family.

I mean, you've always been
Auntie Sharon to me and Robin.

And then you and Dad
have been friends

since before I was even born.

I mean, Dad loves people,
but there's only a few

that he really, truly trusts.

But I know that he trusts you.

- That's nice of you to say,

but I'm not so sure he would-

- What? What's wrong?

- You know, let's just focus
on deciding

what's best for
your father together.

- Dad's mind
is everything to him.

If he doesn't have that,
he's not Dad.

I think we do the surgery.

- Me too.

So call your sister.

See if she agrees before
we let Dr. Abrams know.

- Is there something
you're not telling me?

- [sighs]
Well.

I guess the apple
didn't fall far from the tree.

I also had an argument
with your father.

It was bad.

- Dad went full Grandma
on you, didn't he?

- [exhales]
- Yeah.

He has a little of her in him.

She pops out when
he gets really angry.

- Well, it left me unsettled.

So I went to his office
so we could talk it out,

and that's when I found him.

- You know,
he's gonna apologize,

like, 20 times
when he wakes up.

- [chuckles]
I know.

- But either way, when he does,

we're gonna have a very
serious discussion

about his anger issues.

- You're damn right we will.

- [sniffles]

- [sighs]

- [sighs]
Bruh, that was sick!

- If you mean a pregnant woman
with a gangrenous

diabetic foot, then yes,
that was sick.

- Yeah, I mean,
she had max aura.

Not gonna lie.

- Kacy, can you call Podiatry,
get them down here

to do a consult on Treatment 4?
- Yeah, sure can.

Also, Dr. Archer
wanted you to know

he's joining Dr. Abrams
in surgery.

- For Dr. Charles?
- Yeah.

- I remember Dr. Archer.
How is baby zaddy?

You two low-key nesting?
- They don't live together.

- Oh, it's giving
situationship.

- Okay, not-not together.

- There's no ship at all.

- So messy, I love it.
- Okay, uh, Kacy.

- Oh, we got a woman in 6
complaining about painful sex.

Not the good kind. Sorry.

- Okay, Summer, so you are
having abdominal discomfort

and painful intercourse?

- I've narrowed it down
to really bad gas

or ovarian cancer.

- Based on what?

- A TikTok rabbit hole.

I feel like I just went
to medical school.

- I would stay off the internet
when it comes to health.

It is full of disinformation.
- Right.

- All right,
I would like to start an exam.

Is that okay with you?

Okay, just lean back
a little bit.

[clears throat]

Okay.

- [sighs]

- My algorithm's
all medicine too.

- Really?
Do you follow Dr. Oscar?

You know, he's the neurosurgeon
whose background is-

- Always inexplicably
a rainforest.

- Yes! Yeah.
- Oh.

He has the coolest stories.
- Yeah, he does.

- I saw in your chart
that you had a pap smear

about two weeks ago.

- Yeah, I had my annual
with my regular OB/GYN

when she inserted my IUD.

- Okay, well,
we'll follow up on that.

In the meantime,
I will start your pelvic exam.

Okay, just scooch down
a little bit.

- Actually, can she do it?

- Of course. Yeah.

- Thank you.

[sighs]
Awesome sauce.

- How are we doing, Marty?
- All systems go.

Patient is under
deep propofol sedation.

BP 120/69.

Heart rate 71.

- What are we waiting for?

- [sighs]
- All right.

Making an incision along
the lateral branch of the SGA.

[monitors beeping]

- Huh.

Oh.

Hi, honey.

- You're in big trouble, Daddy.

- I am? What'd I do?

- Oh, look who arrived
just in time

to be absolutely
no help at all.

- Told you!

- You promised to be home
in time to get Robin up

and off to school, but instead,

surprise, surprise,
you decided to hang around

at work and,
surprise, surprise,

didn't bother to call.

You never, ever did.

Not even once.
- I got this.

I'm taking you
to school, honey.

I will take her to school,
and you will go back to sleep.

And I'm sorry.
- Sleep? Is that a joke?

Come on, baby.

I'm an hour late for work.

- There you are.

- Sue.
- Anna's in the car.

I don't want her to hear what
I'm about to say, so I'll-

I'll cut right to the point.

- Oh, crap, I remember this.

- Yeah, well,
I'm not surprised.

This was the time I meant it.

Because nothing can compete
with your fancy job

where you get to be
oh, so important

and everyone adores you.

After all,
all we are is your family.

- Look, nothing was ever
more important to me

than you and Anna,
and you know that.

I have to cut my hours.

I have for
the thousandth time-

- Yeah, but it never
made a difference.

What happens with
the next clinical emergency?

The next nervous breakdown?

The next suicide attempt?

You will never let
anyone else handle it

because that
is not who you are.

- Stop fighting!

[somber music]

- Oh, honey, honey.

It's okay, honey. Don't be sad.

Don't be sad.

Anna banana,
you are gonna see Daddy

all the time, all the time.

And we're gonna have
so much fun, aren't we?

- Mm-hmm.
- [speaking Spanish]

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

- Lucia.

- [speaking Spanish]

- Spanish was never
my strong suit.

Honey, come on, you know that.

- You have learned nothing.

You said it would be
different with us.

You said it a thousand times.

- I really, really
wanted it to be.

- You don't need me, Danny.

- That's not true.
- It is.

- It's not true.

- It is.

You don't need anyone.

? ?

.

- So I just wanted
to make sure we're cool.

- Why wouldn't we be?

- You were totally pissed
at me earlier about Summer.

- We shouldn't be
encouraging our patients

to seek medical advice
on social media.

- Influencers
are destigmatizing

the sharing of
health diagnoses,

and they're teaching patients
to advocate for themselves.

- Why seek treatment
from an actual doctor

when you could just
misdiagnose yourself from home?

- That is
an oversimplification.

- Really?
- Yes.

I mean, cancer screenings
tripled last year

after Kate Middleton posted a
video about her own diagnosis.

- I think you sent Summer
mixed messages.

- I was trying to connect
after you dismissed her

with your buzzkill energy.

- Buzzkill energy? Really?

- Dr. Asher.
- Yep.

- The lab called.

Summer's test results
were just posted.

- Thank you.

- Well, I guess
we better tell her.

- Mind if I take the lead?

- You're the boss,
until I take over.

- So your labs
revealed elevated

white blood cell count,
CRP, and procalcitonin.

You have PID.

- Sorry, I don't know
what that stands for.

- It's Pelvic
Inflammatory Disease.

It's an infection
of your reproductive organs.

I guess they didn't
cover that on TikTok.

- But, wait,
isn't that what Dr. Lovell

suspected when she examined me?

- That's correct.
- Is it serious?

- It can be, if untreated.

But we caught this
in plenty of time.

Broad spectrum antibiotics
should clear this right up.

I'm just really glad
that you came in.

- Of course I did.

I'm not gonna self-diagnose
based on what I read online.

It's just a research tool.

- I hear you. No judgment.

- You sure?

How did I catch this?

- The most common causes
are bacteria

from chlamydia or gonorrhea.
- What?

- You tested negative
for both of those.

Your PID may have come
from your IUD insertion.

In some cases,
bodies can become

more vulnerable to infection.

- Oh, that's a relief.

I thought you were
telling me I had an STD.

[chuckles]

What's wrong?

- Well, completely
unrelated to the PID,

your pap smear did reveal
that you are positive

for human papillomavirus.

- HPV? So I do have an STD?

- Like, get me off
this roller coaster.

Am I right?

- It is a completely
asymptomatic STI,

which your body will likely
clear in a year or two.

- Oh, my God.

- Girl, HPV is nothing
to be ashamed of, okay?

At least 80% of the population
will get it in their lifetime,

and one out of every three
people currently has it.

I'll be real with you,
I have it.

- Dr. Lovell.

- It's okay. I'm going.

- Hey, man.

You doing okay?

I know you and Dr. Charles
are pretty tight.

- Yeah.

Yeah, uh, just-

just feeling a bit useless,
you know?

- Yeah.

No fun on the bench, huh?

- Yeah, not really
what I meant.

- You know, um...

there's been a few times

I've been in
a really bad place,

and that man in there
definitely bailed me out.

I know this is
just the kind of thing

people say in these situations,
but...

it always made me think
to myself-

I don't know.

I mean, why couldn't my dad
have been like that?

- [chuckles]

What can I say?

I guess we can't
all be that lucky.

- Yeah.

[monitors beeping]

- Not a lot of veins
around the M4 vessel.

- Makes it a perfect
landing zone.

How's the donor vessel?

- Skeletonized and ready.

- All right,
let's relax the brain.

- I'm not talking
about yours, Marty.

- Optimizing CO2
and pushing mannitol.

- It's anastomosis time.

[soft dramatic music]

[phone ringing]
- Gio?

- It's me, Danny.

- Suzer?

- Good to know you haven't
forgotten my voice.

- Never.

Where are you calling from?

- Right behind you.

? ?

.

- So you think Gio is dead?

- Suze, okay.

He had a gun in his hand
when he called me.

- Mm-hmm.

- So I got him talking,
and all of a sudden,

I realized, wait, this kid is
completely and utterly alone.

And so I asked him
if he thought

it might help
to talk about her.

It very quickly went sideways.

- Daniel, I would have
done the same thing.

- Great.

- Holly would have
done the same thing.

Any shrink worth their salt
would have done the same thing.

Look...
[sighs]

Gio's call clearly set you off,

and you are clearly invested
in beating yourself up

about all the people
you think you've let down.

But are you sure you're not
burying the lede here?

Aren't you leaving
somebody out?

- Oh, no.

That stuff's been handled.

- It's me, remember?

Every time I try to get you
to talk about this,

when we were together
in med school,

you were never comfortable
going there.

And every time since,
you've changed the subject.

- Ever occur to you that
maybe I just didn't want

to talk about it with you?

- Oh, that is beneath you.

- Okay, well-
- Don't be a jerk.

- Look, you know what?

[scoffs]

I love you dearly,
but you're starting

to piss me off, okay?

I'm a psychiatrist.

I have sweat decades of blood

in therapy on this topic.

- You have been running
from this your entire life,

and I get it.

Anyone would be terrified
at the prospect

of confronting this.

But you and I both know
if you don't,

it'll run you over.

Maybe it already has.

? ?

[door clicks]

- There you are.
- Here I am.

Any word on Dr. Charles?

- He's holding his own so far.

- That's something.

It's a risky procedure.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

You know,
I met him when I was 16.

- When you were in juvie.

Kacy filled me in.

- How the hell does Kacy know?

- Because Kacy knows all,
yet knows nothing.

- [chuckles]

Yeah, well, uh...

Sully and I were about
to cross over from

petty crime to the real deal.
We stole a car.

He got away.

I didn't,
and I ended up in juvie,

sitting across
from Dr. Charles,

not caring what happened next.

? ?

- Where did you just go?

- What are you doing?

- I'm trying to help.

- Sex isn't a cure-all,
Caitlin.

- I've found that it is.

- Really?

Because it kind of feels
like a distraction

from a real conversation.

- I don't do death, Mitch.

- What does that even mean?

- It means I'm trying
to meet you halfway here.

- Well, it's not enough.

[door thuds]

- [sighs]

- I really think
you should reconsider

Dr. Lovell as my replacement.

- [sighs]
She's your substitute.

- She is not a good fit.

- Is there
any particular reason?

- She's borderline
unprofessional.

She-she relies too much
on social media.

She called a patient "bruh"
and another patient "chat."

She talks non-stop,
and honestly,

her manner
is driving me insane.

- Well, as you know, Dr. Asher,

not everyone
is a fan of my manner,

but I don't think
this is about Dr. Lovell.

I think it's about you.
- What? What do you mean?

- You have avoided
any discussion

of your maternity leave
for months.

You clearly have
personal issues at play here.

But know this.

You will go on leave
next month,

and Dr. Lovell will be
covering your position

until you return.
Thank you.

[door slams]

[toilet flushing]

- [sighs]

- I'm-
I'm sorry you heard all that.

- It's all good, chat.

- Look, Dr. Lenox was right.

This-this wasn't about you.

- Oh, I know it wasn't.

- I do think that you try
too hard to sound

young and hip
with your patients.

- What do you want me to do?
I am young and hip.

- You shared a personal
medical fact with Summer.

That's universally
pretty frowned upon.

- But it put her at ease,
didn't it?

As opposed to
your clinical approach,

which sent her anxiety
through the roof.

- I do not need a lecture,
Vera.

I have been doing this
a long time.

- Yes,
and though this may shock you,

I respect the hell out of you.

I hope to be as accomplished
as you someday.

But, girl,
you gotta pivot sometimes.

[pensive music]

- My life is going
to irreversibly change

in a few weeks.

I know that.

My body's not my own.

My hormones are not.

I cried yesterday because

I couldn't open
a string cheese.

I just don't think that
it's fair that my career,

the one thing that
shouldn't have to change,

is also being ripped
out of my hands.

- Preach.

You know, I have a feeling
that you're gonna

figure it all out...

while on leave.

? ?

- Hanging in there, Dr. Ripley?

- Oh, you know,

my mind's doing what minds do
when you're worried

you won't see someone again.

- I believe it's called guilt.

- [chuckles]
Yeah.

- Whatever it is,
Dr. Charles has only

ever held you
in the highest regard.

- I know. I know.

It's just...

sometimes I worry he...

he thinks that
I'm still holding on

to some ancient history.
- Ah.

- But I'm not.

He's had a profoundly
positive effect on my life.

- And you know something?

I think that would mean
a lot to him.

Hmm?

- Okay, that was Robin.

Her connecting flight
from LAX got canceled,

so we got her another one
from Burbank,

but she only has two hours
to cab it over.

- Oh, okay.
- So.

Is there any news on Dad?

- Well, he's the same,
holding his own.

- Good.
- Dr. Lenox.

- May I join?

- Please do.

- What?

- I really appreciate it.
- Don't ruin it.

- I'm having a hard time seeing
the proximal anastomosis.

- Can we have saline flush,
please?

[monitors beeping]

- Well, that's worrisome.

- We're running
a bit hypotensive.

What the hell are you guys
doing up there?

- Our job, Marty.

So do yours
and just fix it, okay?

- He's not responding
to fluids or pressors.

- Well, load him up, damn it.
Something's going on.

I can't see.

- Our own party.

- We can invite
anybody we want!

- Yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

[soft tense music]

- Mom.

- If there were not planks
scattered around,

she'd be able to run
and play like the rest of us.

Aren't we having fun?

[continues indistinctly]

- Can we have saline flush?

- Do you remember
the last conversation

we had the day I died?

The one where you accused me
of driving your father

and brother to early graves?

- Sure do.

- And I bet you do,
because I died an hour later.

Do you know what
I've been curious about?

- What's that?

- Do you ever miss me?

- Actually, yeah.

Sometimes I do.

- You're a liar.
You were relieved.

- How can you say that?

I felt terrible about
the things that I said to you.

If you must know,
I mean, I've actually

been kind of haunted by it.

- You've always been
too hard on yourself.

You do know that, don't you?

- What do you mean? How so?

- Well, you always
seemed to think that

it was your job to make
everything and everybody okay.

- Is that really such
a terrible thing?

- Pretty tall order,
don't you think?

I don't know, Danny.

I've just always regretted
that you were here that day,

that you had to go
through that alone.

Because I truly believe

that that's where
all this comes from.

? ?

[gas hissing]

- [exhales]

- Danny.

You do know I always
loved you, don't you?

? ?

[engine rumbling]

Dad!

[garage door whirring]

Dad!

Dad!

[monitors beeping]

- He's flatlined!
- Damn it.

Push 1 milligram of epi.

- Starting chest compressions.

Come on. Come on!

.

- He's in V-fib.
Give me the paddles, please.

- Charge to 200.

- Clear.

- I got you, Dad!

[glass shatters]

[dramatic music]

Dad! Dad, I'm right here!

Dad! Dad!

Wake up! Wake up.

Dad, can you hear me? Dad!

Wake up, Dad!

- [coughing]

[panting]
Danny?

- All right. Charge again.

- Clear.

- I didn't know
you got home from school.

- All I can tell you
is that I'm really,

really glad that I did.

- Me too.

Thank you, buddy.

That was close.

- Dad, look, I know
how Mom makes you feel, okay?

- It wasn't
your mother's fault, pal.

I know you and Tommy always
blamed her for my dark moods,

but the truth is,
I struggled with them

long before I met her.

- She never tried
to understand.

- How could she?

I don't understand.

- You, Dad, are depressed.

- I'm what?
- Blue, melancholy.

They had all kinds of
silly names for it back then.

And psychiatry wasn't equipped
to deal with it yet,

but now we are.

- What do you mean, now?

Your math ain't mathin', pal.

I'm so sorry, Danny.

- What are you talking about?
Dad, listen.

And this is important, okay?

You have nothing
to apologize for,

because it's not your fault.

All we gotta do is get you
the right kind of help,

and there's a lot of help
out there.

[garage door whirring]

Why is the garage door
closing again?

- Danny, it's for the best.

It's genetic, right?

Let's just
let sleeping dogs lie.

[engine rumbling]

- What, Dad?

What's happening?

- Danny, you can't stop this.

And it's really important
for you to know three things.

You never could have,

it's not your fault,

and I love you, always will.

- No. No, Dad. No. No.

- Come with me, Danny.
Trust me.

It's peaceful
where we're going.

And we can be together.

[breathing in deeply]

- No, Dad.

We are not going anywhere.

[grunting]

Dad, we're not.

[coughing]

[panting]

[crying]

You can't do this again, Dad.

You can't.
I'm gonna miss you too much.

I'm gonna miss you too much.

[sighs]

? ?

[muffled clattering]

[alarms beeping]

- We're losing him.

- Charge again.
- Clear.

- Still no pulse.
- Again. Clear.

[thumping]

[monitors beeping steadily]

All right.
I got a good carotid pulse.

- Nice job, Dr. Archer.

Do you mind if we get back to
our little brain surgery now?

- Feel free.

Let's hope
the code didn't cause

any permanent
neurological deficits.

- Well, I'd cross my fingers,

but they're covered
in cerebrospinal fluid.

But I share that hope.

[soft dramatic music]

? ?

[phone clattering]

- Oh, no, no.
Daniel. No, no.

Don't-don't move
your head, okay?

I got it.

- [sighs]

- Want some water?

- [gulping]

- Yeah.

- [sighs]

Anna?

- Anna.

I sent her home.

She'd been awake
for almost 48 hours.

But-but she's fine.

- Anna, Ripley, thank you.

- I'm sorry, Daniel,
I don't know what you mean.

- Extinguisher, extinguisher.

Thank you, extinguisher.

- Oh, please, no. Please.

- I'm at Gaffney Chicago
Medical Center.

? ?

Best damn hospital
in the Midwest,

and I wake up,
and all I get is a sippy cup?

And you?

- [chuckling]

- Where's my damn Jell-O?

Where's all my balloons?

I tell you what,
I'm calling Howie

first thing in the morning.

I'm done with this dump.

- Well, this dump
ain't done with you.

- Oh, yeah?

Then get me some balloons.

Get me some Jell-O.

- I'm on it.

- [snoring softly]

? ?

- [sighs]

? ?

[dramatic music]

? ?

[wolf howls]

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