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Thank you.

You know, we used to make things in this city.

We made steel.

We sent it down the river to become buildings and hulls for boats and 747s.

And all the while, here at Sidney's Jazz Lounge, we made

music.

My father played on this stage with Lena Horne.

We had culture. We made legends.

And tonight on this stage, there's a legend to be made.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have seen them all, but I have never seen anything like

Annabelle Lee.

That's how it was. You know, that's really how it was. You play like that at

o 'clock, and that talent scout from Atlantic won't know what hit him.

He'll have no choice but to sign you.

Scout?

Sign? What you talking about, man? What is this, 1975?

You still got records, Scout. I got one coming on down to Pittsburgh.

Annabelle, you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm just gonna go, um, splash some water on my face.

No,

no, you're going to the hospital.

No, no, no, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm not gonna miss my shot just to sit in the ER for hours. You don't have to

sit there. You can go in through the VIP door. Amy's got a kid at work. No, not

John. Not my son.

Another medical director over there. Mary will get you back on time.

Then we'll take that to pathology.

Hmm.

Is there an issue?

Usually when I take delivery of fingers in a bag, there are no doctors present.

Not licensed ones, anyway.

I see.

I still don't get why the patient wouldn't have gone.

There are obvious benefits to having six fingers on each hand.

Well, what's that a competitive bowler told me was the secret to his top spin?

Exactly. He had a leg up on his rival. You've got your anatomy wrong there.

I'm going to skip the empty finger spanner if it's all the same to y 'all.

Do you mind if I go home? I have a video call with Uncle June to plan his visit.

Uncle June.

I can hear those scare quotes.

How is he related to you again? He was married to my birth mother's younger

sister. So not a blood relative.

Convenient. I'm just saying it's harder to verify. Otherwise you could steal a

hair and run his DNA.

Hypothetically, of course. His wife died of leukemia early this year. I'm his

only other family member in the States.

But it's been nice.

June's going to give me cooking lessons. He used to run his own Chinese place in

New York. Has he mentioned other Sashas?

June says that my birth mother is still in China, but he's just following my

lead. So I figured I'd get to know him first, see where it goes from there.

Okay, Sasha, you can go home. Shinwell, deliver those fingers. If anyone needs

me, I'll be down in the ER.

Everything good?

Hope so.

My father just showed up there.

He has a father?

Hamish is fine.

He's not the patient. It's his protege. He wanted me to bump them to the front

of the line.

I've already made arrangements, but I wanted to loop you in.

Yeah, but why didn't you just call me?

We have a good relationship.

What? You both say that a lot.

When's the last time you talked?

Last Sunday when I called my mother, he told me... All right, fine, fine. She

told me that he wanted to invite me to a late -night set at the club.

Layla and I are going to try to make it. Well, thankfully, I am no longer the

designated interpreter for the two of you.

Look, he's in with a patient. If you want to know why he didn't call you, why

don't you ask him yourself?

How are you, Hamish?

Hamish?

What happened to Dad?

A divorce judge happened.

Forget about all that. Come give me a hug.

Hey, Dad.

John!

A little bit of you to come.

It's good to see you. I didn't want to pull you away from your research.

Your mother's always talking about how busy you are. I'm seeing mostly patients

now, so... Hey, Annabelle.

Have the ER doctors been in here to see you yet?

A resident came in and said she would be back soon.

That was 30 minutes ago.

Ooh, someone needs to talk to management about that.

Well, I can exam you now, save you additional weight.

How about I take you on a tour of U -Hop, give you the lay of the land?

Queen in her domain.

More like an overworked administrator.

He brags about you to everybody.

My son is the greatest geneticist in the world.

He just can't tell you that.

He has something to work for after all.

Yeah, you got that right.

Well, anyway, good to see you again. I think the last time I saw you was at a

recital when you were, like, had to be about 12 years old.

Oh, yeah, don't remind me. I think 12 is when I peaked.

It's all been downhill from there.

Tell me what happened tonight.

Uh, I just got a little lightheaded and took a spill after the show, but I'm

fine now. Did this happen when you fell?

Uh, no.

That was earlier. I tripped over a stand.

Has there been anything else that's been bothering you recently?

No.

No?

Not even the intermittent numbness in your right foot?

The wear pattern on the soles are uneven.

I'd say this has been going on, I don't know, maybe three, four months now.

That's why you stumbled twice tonight.

It went away. It always goes away.

After, like, a minute or two.

But numbness and weakness could be signs of something more serious.

Why would you hide those kinds of symptoms?

There's a record scout coming to the show tonight. Hamish made it happen. I

really have to get back on stage.

I'm sorry, Annabelle.

I need to run some more tests. I will come back right after my performance,

you can run whatever tests you want.

You've got to be kidding. I'm admitting her to the hospital for an expedited

workup. This has been going on for months, and it's just getting more

Tonight was evidence of that. That's why I didn't come to you first.

Mary doesn't make mountains out of molehills. And neither do I.

Annabelle passed out because she's dehydrated and tired.

And I've seen it happen with musicians before.

Once the show is over, she'll be fine.

Can you help me here? No, I'm Switzerland.

Post -divorce version of Switzerland. I don't take sides.

No, no, listen to me. Annabelle's talent is not going anywhere.

Yes, you might know musicians, but I'm her doctor now.

Worsening numbness and weakness means this isn't just fainting. And I'm not

going to let her walk out the door and risk her life because you want her to

play music.

What's in?

Sponsored by... Why would a 22 -year -old musical prodigy develop recurrent

numbness, weakness, and blackouts seemingly out of nowhere?

Is the musical prodigy part relevant?

Maybe yes, maybe no.

You tell me.

This is the part where we all trade ideas.

We've all Googled you.

Aggressively and extensively.

Everybody knows that your father is a local legend.

Why haven't you said anything?

Why would I say anything? Hamish Watson is a renowned tenor saxophonist and jazz

educator.

Wikipedia says that he was mentored by John Coltrane.

Is that why they named you John?

You're not a musician, though.

I played the alto saxophone. Same as Annabelle. But you don't play it now.

Otherwise, you'd be invested in your career instead of hers.

Is Hamish Watson disappointed in you?

Let's focus on the patient. Not only is she suffering from physical decline,

she's dealing with immense stress from her career.

She has a major label eyeing her. She has a hard -driving mentor with some

unrelenting expectations.

I can't imagine what that's like.

It'd be too much for any one person to bear, but to deal with that at that

of an age, it's crushing.

You sure we're still talking about Annabelle? Stop.

We have a good relationship.

The differential, please.

Could still be a stroke. Overnight CT is negative, but the definitive study for

diagnosis is an MRI.

An MRI could also help evaluate for multiple sclerosis. A young woman in her

with episodic weakness?

Practically textbook.

MS is also worsened by emotional and physical stress.

Excellent point, Dr. Levick. The pressure from auditioning could have

that attack.

Ingrid and Stevens, get an MRI.

Check for stroke and multiple sclerosis.

Sasha and Adam, go to Annabelle's apartment.

See how she's been dealing with all this stress.

Where are you going? I'm taking Shinwell to my father's club.

Maybe we can find some clues.

Woman, you are a...

You know you didn't have to sleep here overnight.

John would have let you stay at his place.

I promised Annabelle's parents I'd stay with her in the hospital.

They're visiting her sister down in Australia.

This is my guy from Atlanta.

He's going to be in town for a couple of days since he wants to come back to the

club to see Annabelle.

Ah, she must be special if he's willing to go through all that trouble.

She ain't just special. She is it.

When that child plays, she forces people to pay attention.

It's like she's saying things for them that they can't say for themselves.

You really think they'll sign her? Hmm.

The label knows she can break through.

She's a kid.

A kid who wants to play jazz in 2025.

She ain't no fossil with double hip replacements.

Last night I thought I was going to sign my first record deal. Now I might have

MS.

How can I play the saxophone if I can't even lift my hands?

I just thought I had more time.

So, um, how does one become a musical prodigy? Anyway, did your parents start

you young?

No, Tiger Mom's here.

My parents were too busy making ends meet. They didn't have time to think

our hobbies.

It was Hamish.

I was six.

Mom got a second job as a receptionist at a music school, and I would sit on

benches and wait for her to finish work.

I could hear Hamish giving lessons in his office, and I would memorize the

melodies he'd play, and then I would sing them back to myself and pretend I

playing too.

He heard me one day, and he told my mom I had a great ear, and

he offered to teach me for free.

He's been my teacher ever since.

He helped me get a scholarship to Pitt, and...

Gave me a spot in his band after graduation.

Doesn't sound like he gave you anything.

You're wrong.

If he hadn't heard me that day, I never would have known.

I would just be singing in the shower.

He must change my life.

This whole scene.

My dad's club.

Oh.

If I can keep the club open for another six weeks and I can get Annabelle set

up, it'll all be worth it. You're going under?

Does John know?

No, no, no. We're good.

It's the club that's sick.

Same as Annabelle.

Is she going to be okay?

John won't stop until he finds an answer.

I get Sasha's excited, but this guy comes out of the woodwork claiming to be

relative, and now she's inviting him into her home?

She's done her homework on Uncle June.

He doesn't have a criminal record.

Everything you've told her so far checks out with the adoption paperwork.

If there are other ways, he could have found that information.

Look, I'm her boyfriend.

I'll be her bodyguard, but only if she wants that.

I've got my eye on the situation.

She's happy.

I'm not getting in the way.

I have all the MRIs done.

There's no evidence of a mass or a stroke.

What?

It's completely negative.

We're no closer to figuring out what's wrong with her.

Oh, my God.

J. Hamish Watson, the genius of the human genome.

This is the master of the 88 keys.

Yeah, right. Look how far that got me. I'm back here polishing stemware for the

night shift.

Shemo Johnson, I'm Dr. Watson's assistant.

A side man.

Eddie Hines, Hamish's piano player and club manager.

I've known your man since we were both 12.

Yeah. You and Dr. Watson play music together? Oh, no, no. Hamish would never

me play with Eddie.

This man has got some real talent.

Talent which led me to polish in that stimulant.

Hey, you mind if I look around? I'll be my guest, man.

Listen, hey, did you notice anything strange about when Annabelle fell

yesterday? Any type of abnormal movements that could be a seizure?

Don't think so.

What about when she was performing?

Did you notice anything?

I was just trying to remember the changes, man, so I just didn't have my

You know how he gets. Oh, don't I know.

Would it help for you to see the video?

You recorded the performance?

Amos wanted it for their website.

I will get it now. Oh, definitely.

Long time, boy. Good to see you. Always good to see you.

A lot of history here.

That's my grandfather's Sydney right there. He opened up this place after he

stopped touring with Coltrane. That's my father and my grandfather in the same

picture.

You don't talk about him much.

You're dead.

Heard all about your mom and the museum.

Imagine it must have been difficult being... you with a family like this.

I was good at something. It took me a while to find it, but... it's more than

most people get.

Annabelle's apartment is so cool.

Wow.

There's nothing in this place that isn't geared towards music. It's like her

sole mission in life.

Did Stevens ever tell you about our junior high rock band?

No.

That's what happened this summer.

I couldn't decide on a musical direction.

I wanted to be Phish. He wanted me to be the Strokes.

And now you're back.

Side by side at the Holmes Clinic.

We made better doctors than musicians.

What about you? Did you ever play anything as a kid?

I begged my mom for singing lessons, thought I'd be Leanne Rimes.

Then I switched to the next thing that caught my fancy.

Dang, this girl makes residency look like vacation.

Eight hours of practice on top of rehearsals?

Even I couldn't handle that at 22.

The screws on this outlet cover are stripped, and there's wear on the plate.

Looks like someone tried to open it.

The coiner.

Maybe a butter knife?

The outlet box is a good hiding place.

I hear about them all the time in meetings.

You bring that thing everywhere you go?

Before Watson, I used to think doctors only carried stethoscopes.

Oh. Adam, you good?

I think I know how Annabelle's been handling the pressure.

Did you know about this?

Don't be such a prude. A prude.

A cocaine -induced TIA explains all of Annabelle's symptoms.

The numbness, the weakness, the blackouts, many strokes caused by drug

even explain her negative MRI.

Well, that's not what happened.

You're a music teacher, not a doctor.

You know, I have worked with dozens of strung -out players.

This is how they deal with the stress, the travel, the haunting.

What's the haunting?

There's the art form, there's standards, and there's you.

The haunting is that feeling of not being able to measure up.

I confronted Annabelle about this months ago.

She stopped then and there. Oh, so that's like your professional opinion.

confront it.

Did you give her a drug test? This is so much fun.

You two have a good relationship. Who wouldn't want to spend as much time as

possible around that?

John, if you're worried that Annabelle is still using cocaine, why don't you

talk to her directly?

What were you hoping cocaine would do for you?

I want her to play the way I'm supposed to play.

If there's a powder or syringe that can help me do that.

I'll try all of it.

Why are you looking at me like that? Run your test. I quit.

And for the record, the numbness and the weakness, that all started before I got

high. I was worried that my symptoms would start affecting my playing, and it

was distracting me during shows.

Everyone said coke helps you focus, so I tried it.

Like I said, I'll try anything.

You've been spending too much time around my father.

Hamish? No, he turned his back on his talent.

He gave up everything for you.

What?

Hamish could have been a legend.

Instead he's in Pittsburgh.

I mean, I don't blame my father for this.

We're doing fine.

What's with the face?

This is a perfectly neutral expression.

I'm not mad at him.

I'm not. I'm telling you, I'm not, okay? It's not my father.

It's who?

It's kind of silly.

My problem is with the universe.

Well, that's always a productive stance. I mean, look, he didn't do anything

wrong. I just want to know when I can finally stand there with my father and

feel like me.

Who do you feel like now?

Like an eight -year -old kid who knows his needs to get better at the auto

Annabelle's tox screen came back negative.

She can't have done cocaine in the past five days.

We're at a bit of a dead end.

Figured we'd hit a fresh tomorrow.

Mm -hmm.

You good?

I'm fine, Dr. Darien. Just spending some time with my patient.

I refuse to ask for water.

I take it you haven't eaten many Hunanese food before.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

You know, spicy food runs in your blood.

That's why our region produced so many revolutionaries. The chairman Mao Zedong

was from Hunan, too.

Wow. No wonder I could never win an argument with you.

It's been special to share this time with you, Sasha.

I've really enjoyed it, too.

Thank you so much for coming all this way to see me.

I want to give you this gift to mark this occasion.

Is that her?

Is that my mom?

Yes.

You look remarkably like her.

Oh, dear.

Okay, okay, okay.

You all right?

Please, have some. Thank you.

Oh, those scars look familiar.

Where are they from?

Oh, I got a few moles when we moved to medical school.

My physical exam lab partner, she pointed them out.

Good thing she did, too.

Doctor said it must have run in my family.

I remember your mother had something like that.

I stopped touring after John was born.

My dad asked if I want to take over the club.

Seemed like a good idea at the time.

Sometimes I wonder.

Hey, John, come join us. Shinwell and I pilfered your finest whiskey.

No, it's no use.

I know that face.

Dr. Watson is in work mode.

How does she do it?

I mean, how does she physically do it?

Well, she's playing in the altissimo register, the highest on the saxophone.

In those notes, they require time to develop.

It needs an increase in air and intensity.

Why? What is it?

Music, ambition, cue.

I'm right.

Annabelle's jazz career is killing her.

Puff of smoke, or as the Japanese would call it... Moe moe.

She has moe moe disease.

Very good, Dr. Darian. Now, would you care to explain what that is?

Moyamoya is a rare disorder that results in the narrowing of a major blood

vessel in her brain, which limits blood flow. The body forms abnormal collateral

vessels to compensate.

Like finding an alternate route home when there's traffic on the Fort Pitt

Bridge. The Papa Smoke sign can only be seen on an angiogram, not an MRI, which

is why it escaped our notice at first.

How did you know to look for it? That video of her playing.

Annabelle started getting dizzy at the end of her solo.

It was something about how she was playing music that caused Annabelle to

out. She went to your dad for help.

Yes, he explained that in order for her to hit the high notes, Annabelle had to

increase the speed of air that she was sending to the saxophone. She blew up

her CO2. She was basically hyperventilating. Which decreased the

already blood -starved brain.

Yes, Annabelle is having many strokes, just not due to the drugs.

Every time she pushes herself while playing, she puts herself at risk for

another one.

If this is Moyamoya, it's not just TIAs we need to be afraid of.

We're lucky she hasn't had a major stroke by now.

You're right.

But the good news is, Moyamoya is one of the rare causes of stroke that is

actually treatable.

You want me to have brain surgery?

You and I have different definitions of good news.

A neurosurgeon can take part of the blood vessel from your scalp and

it inside your brain.

It will bypass the blockage from your Moyamoya.

With a consistent blood supply, you shouldn't have any more numbness,

from the mini -strokes.

And you'll also significantly reduce the risk of having a full -blown stroke.

Isn't there something less invasive we could try first?

Medications, maybe? I don't recommend that.

Worsening neurologic symptoms means that your brain is already being impacted.

But I feel fine outside of these episodes. I'm playing better than I ever

I mean, I'll just take a break from high notes.

That's not a fix -up, though.

Plus... Knowing you, that's not sustainable.

If you mess with my brain, will it affect my musical abilities?

The surgery will be on the left side of the brain.

Music is mostly controlled by the right.

Mostly.

But not entirely.

We think that musicality resides in the left brain.

You want to remove the soul from my music? Okay, Annabelle, any effects from

surgery should be temporary.

A stroke could result in permanent disability or even death.

But you can't even say for sure that I'll have one, and if I do, it could be

five, ten years from now. I wouldn't take that bet if I were you. But can you

guarantee that this surgery won't affect my talent? Because being a musician is

so much more than just playing notes.

It's about making people feel them.

I can't promise you that. It's brain surgery, Annabelle.

Then I don't want it.

Annabelle.

You have your entire life ahead of you.

You're more than just a musical prodigy.

This is about staying alive.

Haven't you ever wanted to change the world, Dr. Watson?

Make your mark and leave this place better than you found it.

I have. I can't save lives like you.

But I can impact them with my music.

I can bring people joy. I can bring them to tears just with the way that I play.

But all of that goes away if you cut my talent out of my head.

You okay?

You've been distracted ever since dinner.

I'm fine. I just... I can't stop thinking about my birth mom.

What did your father say?

That he wished I were still that baby he carried back to Dallas 35 years ago.

That photo brought back all his memories.

So it's definitely you, huh?

Which means it's definitely her.

There's just something else that Uncle June said that... I'm just saying,

can have a second calling. Look at Shinwell.

Look at me.

I thought my life was over after my diving injury.

Do not equate your situation to hers.

You are a moderately talented collegiate athlete.

She is a jazz virtuoso at 22.

She could be the next Charlie Parker. I get it. She don't want to look back and

wonder what might have been.

I don't blame her. We all want our chance at greatness.

That's why we work for Watson.

Would you risk your intelligence, even if it meant saving your life?

You guys are all wasting your time.

Are we?

Trying to convince Annabelle to get the surgery.

It's not her that we need to convince.

It's him.

Do you even realize the power that you have?

What are you talking about?

I own a failing jazz club and I'm living off your mother's savings. But none of

that matters.

Not to Annabelle.

To someone who wants your approval, you are like music itself.

Your opinion means everything to her.

If you told her...

To have the more and more surgery, she'd do it.

Dad, this is her life.

Music is her life.

I know that that's important to her.

But it's not the same thing.

Okay? It can't be the same thing.

She's afraid of losing something that is as vital to her as grieving.

That's why she won't risk it.

I'm sorry, John.

I'm not going to pressure her into making that kind of decision.

That's hers and hers alone.

She's not making this decision for herself.

She's making that decision for you.

You wanted her to be this prodigy. You wanted her to uphold your legacy.

And she wanted so...

badly to please you. She would have put herself aside if it meant making you

happy.

If you care about her, if you really care about her, stop putting that burden

her and let her live her life.

I told Annabelle what she could do, who she could be.

She does not want to have the surgery, John.

If you were a musician, you'd understand that.

I was so happy when you wanted to have lunch before I took the bus back.

Something wrong, Sandra?

I still wonder what my birth mom looked like when I was a kid.

Thanks to you, now I know.

It's good to know family.

That's how you know yourself.

The skin condition I have, F -A -triple -M, it's autosomal dominant.

That means you only need one affected parent to inherit it. The other night,

said that she had it. But when I look at this picture again, I notice that my

mother's shoulders were clear.

That means she couldn't have given it to me.

Which means you lied.

Just like you lied about being my uncle.

Why'd you do it?

You found out my family had money, planned to ask for a little bit here and

little bit there, and the next thing I know I'm out 50 grand? I could explain.

already have an explanation.

Do not contact me again, or else I'll call the police.

I'm not your uncle.

But I don't want the money.

I have enough.

Aren't you wondering how I got that photo of you and your birth mom?

I know.

I couldn't find her identity.

I'm alone.

That's why I did this.

If you ever want to see her, I can help.

Good. Thank you.

Thank you.

What do I say?

You still want to come hear me play?

Yeah, he's coming to the club tomorrow evening on his way to the train station.

Okay, I think I should start with Misty. He's going to be expecting a burner, so

I'll bow to really take him by surprise.

It'll be like an homage to the hill.

Annabelle, about this surgery... Maybe...

Maybe you should do it.

Yeah, I mean, I'll think about it later.

I might not get another chance.

It's going to be okay.

It's okay.

I'm going to get some help.

John?

Something wrong with Annabelle.

What happened?

She wanted to play. Annabelle.

You have to slow your breathing. Can you do that for me?

All right, here we go. Yeah.

Good job.

Very good.

Annabelle? Annabelle.

What's wrong?

John, John, John, what's wrong with her? She must have triggered a stroke.

Get that crash cart.

22 -year -old female with more and more disease.

Symptoms are concerning for an acute stroke.

Stevens, where are we with the bullets? I'm giving it now. Very good. We need to

raise her blood pressure to promote the blood flow to her brain. If this is a

stroke, it'll prevent it from spreading.

Radiology notes were coming. They've got the scanner ready for her. Everybody

get ready to move.

John, where are you taking her? Because I really... I need you to step back. I

can update you later, but right now, we need to save Annabelle. Yes. Yes.

Stand by with the 20 kids left at 50 over 30.

We're moving a close throat at CT now. Clear the hall, please.

I've been looking for you.

John and his team were able to treat Annabelle four strokes.

She's sleeping in the ICU.

You can see her if you like.

Thank you.

Thank you.

John was right. I should have just said it. Do the surgery.

There's still time.

Call that damn pressure.

I almost killed him with my selfishness.

Annabelle is special, Hamish.

She knows that because of you.

Don't try to make me feel better.

You see the potential in people. Every kid needs to know that someone believes

in them.

And that's who you were for Annabelle.

Wherever she goes from here, she'll have you to thank for that.

What am I going to tell her parents?

Tell her parents that your boy, John Watson, saved their

daughter's life.

No,

no, stay.

Yeah,

when you were a kid, I used to close my eyes during our lessons just to hear you

play.

Sometimes I forget that I was supposed to be teaching you.

I'd tell myself, this girl...

was touched by God with talent.

And I was humbled.

Humbled to see someone so bright who loved the music that meant so much

to me.

You made me believe that everything was possible again.

I was wrong to do that.

I was wrong because I made you think that was all that I cared about.

And your music, your music wasn't the gift, Annabelle.

The gift was always you.

the surgery.

We are not going to study mucus, Adam. It's a waste of valuable clinic

resources. The mucinum is already being used to develop experimental treatments

that could one day replace antibiotics.

Or is that what you're afraid of?

We must see a patient on a follow -up visit.

Tell Annabelle I'll break her leg.

My father's taking the seats in front for all of you. We wouldn't miss it.

Unless these two keep us hostage all night to argue about snot.

Watson, one more thing.

Father's Wikipedia page.

Someone updated it.

Hamish Watson is the father of noted geneticist John Watson.

Thank you.

It was Sasha's idea.

The Internet should be accurate.

Thank you.

Now squeeze these fingers hard as you can.

All right?

I'm doing okay. I'm going to be okay.

You're doing better than okay. You're doing amazing.

Go get what's yours. You've earned it.

You think the scouts are going to show up tonight?

Yeah, I do.

I do.

Annabelle's life is going to change after tonight.

You gonna watch the show?

Yeah, I'm coming with Layla.

Mary's bringing a date. The fellas are coming, too.

Listen,

can I, um... Son, do you really have to ask?

That was pretty good, kid.

Not bad, not bad.

Should I try again, Dad?

Absolutely.

Go on, John.

Just make it easy on my ears. Yeah, I can hear them.

I wouldn't mind my hair being really nice.

I see you, son.

I stood in that room when Annabelle was dying.

Watched you tell everyone what had to happen.

Watched you save the life of a 22 -year -old.

Annabelle wouldn't be playing tonight if you weren't there.

It's taken way too long.

But I see you now.

I brag on you. I know what it means to have a kid as a doctor at U -Hop.

But I see you now.

Yeah, but I am a horrible musician.

Thank God for small mercies.

The world saved you for something bigger.

Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.