All language subtitles for Chicago Med S05E01 Never Going Back to Normal

- We're a lot alike,
you know.

You'd do anything
to get what you want.

- What did she tell you?
I can't wait to hear.

- Your father is telling people
I slept with him.

- I should never have
made you come.

- Your father died
from an overdose of insulin,

and someone in the hospital
gave it to him.

- Well, there's nothing
keeping us apart...

- You and I are way past that.
- Well, no--

- Ava, stop!

- You ungrateful prick.

- When was the last time
you had a mammogram?

- You're saying
that I have breast cancer?

- I have something to tell you.

My lymphoma is back.

- I want to marry you again.

- Anyone else would have
bailed on this whole mess

a long time ago,
but you're still here.

- Because it's you, Ethan.

I'm late.

- "Late"?
- My period.

- Tim Burke's out of prison.

You were responsible
for his father

and his brother
being incarcerated.

- You've known Natalie
for a while.

What do you think?

Will she like it?

- Agent Lee told me
what was going on.

- Will loves you.

You would be a fool
not to take him back.

- I am so sorry.

Whoa.

- Natalie! No!

Natalie!

Natalie!

- Dr. Halstead!

I got her!
Get to the doctors' lot!

- Yes, Doctor.

- What am I looking at?

- Dr. Manning was thrown
from the vehicle.

Blunt head trauma,
loss of consciousness.

- Hey, Elsa?
- Yes?

- Put a collar on her.

Start an IV
and get her on the monitors.

- Yes, Doctor.
- And a nasal airway.

- I got it.

And a chest X-ray.
- Yes, Doctor.

- Take our boy here
to Trauma 2.

Elsa will give you a look-see.

- No, I'm staying with Natalie.
- You're a mess, Will, come on.

- I'm staying!

- Halstead, you're her
boyfriend or whatnot.

Impairs judgment.
Go.

- Please, Dr. Halstead.
- Whoa!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

It's all right, man,
I got her.

Go on, Dr. Manning.

- Come on, come on, come on.
It's gonna be okay.

- Natalie?

Talk to me.

She's not protecting
her airway.

She's clamping down.

20 etomidate and 100 sux.

- Right away.

And that's ready.

Go.

- I'm in.

- You should be in
a gown, okay?

Please let me
examine you properly.

- Elsa, I'm fine.
I just need to catch my breath.

- No, you're covered in blood.

Did you lose consciousness
at any point?

- No, I'm good.

- Okay.

Uh, you need stitches.

I need to call
the plastics resident.

- No, you just do it.
- No, I'm only a student.

The resident will
do a much better job.

- I don't care, I just want
to get back to Natalie.

- Okay, um, suture kit, please.

- Sorry.

Excuse me?
Excuse me?

I-I heard Dr. Manning
was in an accident.

- Dr. Marcel from trauma
is taking care of her.

- Natalie?
- Sir.

- Natalie?
- I'm sorry, Dr. Marcel.

- Who are you?
- I'm her fiancé.

- Her fiancé?

- Yeah, as in we're engaged.

- I guess night shift
didn't get the memo.

- Is she okay?

- Chest X-ray
and FAST exam are negative,

vitals are stable,
but we don't know yet

how bad her head injury is.

Tell CT we're bringing her up
for a STAT pan scan.

- Right.

- Excuse me, can I, um--
can I go up with her?

- Just don't get in the way.

- Sorry.

- Let's roll.

- Why didn't you call me
right away?

- Well, it--
it was your wedding night.

- Ms. Goodwin, we just heard.

- Sharon, how are they?

- Well, Dr. Halstead has
some displaced rib fractures.

He's being held
for observation.

Dr. Manning suffered
a head trauma.

She's stable,
her vitals are good,

but she's unresponsive
and intubated.

We're getting CTs now.

- I'm gonna look in on Will.

- Ethan, April, I need you now.

Elderly slip-and-fall in 3.

I'll take that.
- Thanks.

- Got it.

- Status on Tim Burke?
- Stable.

- You can take him to county.
- On our way.

- Hey, he dies en route,
wouldn't break my heart.

- Heads-up, everybody,
patients landing!

Possible
drug-induced psychosis.

Doris, I need you.

Sharon?
- Yeah?

- I'm short-staffed.

- Uh, Dr. Marcel?
- Ma'am?

- I need you to stay.

- Say no more.
Happy to oblige.

- Courtney?

- Maggie, 18-year-old male--
Cameron Geddes.

Delusional,
found wandering naked.

Too agitated
to get vitals in the field.

This is his grandmother,
Nancy Geddes.

- Stop it!

What are we doing?
What are we doing?

- Okay, here--
Dr. Marcel, go to Treatment 5.

- Need a psych consult.

- Cameron.

- I'll get a psych.

- Then maybe you and I
can talk?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

- So I guess we'll be going.

- I'm going, you're staying.

- What?
- You heard me.

- CeCe, we just got married.
We're on our honeymoon.

- Danny, I know you.
You want to be there for Will.

Stay.

- I could really use your help
for a couple of hours.

- So am I calling upstairs?
- No.

- I'll be back at the hotel
by lunch, I promise.

- I'm getting a massage
and a facial, take your time.

Good-bye, Sharon.
- Thank you, CeCe.

Your mammogram?

- They found a mass.

I need a biopsy.

- Don't feed the sharks,
it's not good for them.

- Lock him in.
- How could you take drugs?

How could you do that?

- Calm down, calm down.

- Ma'am, can we give
the doctors some room,

let them do their job?

- I'm sorry, who are you?

- Dr. Charles,
head of psychiatry.

Other than abrasions,
I'm not seeing any injuries.

- 5 of Haldol IM.

- What is that?
What--what are you doing?

I--is that drugs?
Are you giving him more drugs?

- Well, in order to help
your grandson,

we do need to calm him down
a bit.

- Let me get a CBC, BMP,
EKG, and tox screen.

- Make it
an extended tox screen,

cover all the bases.

- So, Elsa says
that you refused the gown

and the CT head and chest.

Typical doctor--
terrible patient.

You know,
I could plate your ribs.

It won't hurt as much.

Why am I not surprised?

- Connor...

Natalie was coming to tell me
something last night.

She got in the car,

said, "I'm sorry,"
and then we were hit.

She--she didn't get to finish.

- Will, you okay?

Connor,
Officer Atwater is here.

Says he wants to talk to you.

- Okay.

- What's he want?

- It's gotta be
about my father.

Um, his death
was labeled "suspicious."

I'll be back to check on you.

- Thank you.

- Okay.

- Appreciate you, Doc.
- Yeah, man.

- First thing
I want to tell you

is that I'm sorry
for your loss.

- Appreciate that.

- Take a seat,
won't be too long.

- No problem.

- Um, your father
was given insulin.

He was not a diabetic,

none of the doctors
ordered it in,

and there's no record of it
on his chart, so...

- Yeah, you're saying
that it was intentional.

- 'Cause normally,
you wouldn't test for insulin

in a heart patient
going through cardiac arrest.

- Right.

- Luckily, the pathologist
went the extra mile.

Even so, can't trace insulin,

so I would suggest
that they knew

exactly what they were doing.

Is there anybody
around here, Doc,

that you think
would want to hurt your father?

- The fact is,
my dad was the type of guy

who could make enemies.

- It's common knowledge

you two didn't get along
so well, right?

- Uh, yeah, the relationship
was complicated,

but it--it was improving.

- You blamed him
for your mother's suicide,

accused him of sleeping
with your girlfriend.

You punched him out at a party.

Can you tell me where you were

before you father went
into cardiac arrest?

- I was at his house.
Kevin, what is this?

Do I need to get a lawyer?
- It's up to you.

You want me to stop?
- You gotta be kidding me.

I was looking
for old photographs.

- Anybody vouch for that?

- Our housekeeper, Carlotta.

Now, are we done here?

- For now.

Connor.

I respect you.

Saved a lot of lives
around here.

I just gotta make sure
you didn't take one.

- What did
Dr. Manning's scan show?

- Well, you can see here

a grade two liver laceration.

Small amount of blood
in the abdomen.

- You need to operate?

- Well, we surgeons
love to cut,

but it's a solid organ injury.

No blush on the CT.

Not operative.

- It's still wait-and-see.

You all go back to work,

I'll let you know
if anything changes.

Okay?

- We need to go
to the pharmacy.

- Yeah.
Right.

- You told the police
about my father and me.

- He asked,
I told him the truth.

- Last night, you said
that I was ungrateful.

Ungrateful for what, Ava?

- Oh, my God,
I got you your hybrid room,

I defended you in front
of the oversight committee--

- You said,
"He's gone, you're free.

We can be together now."

- Well, that was my mistake,
wasn't it?

Thinking you could
get past yourself

and we could start over.

- So you did it
so we can be together.

- What?

- But I wasn't interested,

and so now you're--
you're getting even?

- You're not making any sense.

- I think you killed my father.

- You're as delusional
as your mother was.

Tell us, Connor,
with your father dead,

how much do you inherit?

20 million?

A hundred?

Good morning, Dr. Latham.

- It's negative.

I'm not pregnant.

- Oh, okay.

- It's weird, I'm never late.

- But it's good, though, right?

- Yeah.

- We can still go to Cabo
for Christmas.

- I can have margaritas.

We should get back.
- Okay.

- So after this, we'll get
some ice cream, all right?

- All right.
- What kind are you getting?

- I don't know.

- Mr. and Mrs. Donovan.
Hi, I'm Dr. Choi.

This is April Sexton.
- Hey.

- Hello.
- Hey, Thomas.

I understand
you're not feeling well.

- My head hurts.
- Aww.

- And he's been
really tired lately.

- And if you're standing
to his side, he can't see you.

- Has Thomas suffered
any injuries lately?

A fall, concussion?
- No.

- Can you follow my finger?

He has some loss
of peripheral vision.

Let's get a CBC, CMP, blood
and urine cultures to start.

- Right.

- We're gonna find out
what's going on, okay?

Excuse us.

What did he take?

- He didn't.
His tox screen was negative.

- Well, then, what's making him
act like this?

- We don't know yet,
uh, which is why

we'd like to have him admitted
to the psych ward.

- Psych ward?
What are you talking about?

- Well, the psych ward
is where Cameron can get

the thorough evaluation
that he needs.

- No, no, my grandson
is an A student.

He's going to college.
He's not crazy.

- I'm not saying that he is.

This could be the result
of something

entirely physical, Mrs. Geddes.

- Of course
it's something physical.

You're not gonna take him
to the psych ward.

- Ms. Geddes,
it's in your grandson's best--

- No, you're not taking him.
I'm not gonna let you take him.

- Okay.
Okay.

Well, um, how about this?

How about I have him admitted
to one of our medical floors--

with a sitter--

and we'll have him
evaluated there?

How about that?

- Okay.
- Okay, I'll write the order.

- Every kid needs
a grandma like you.

Had one myself.

- Isn't he age-appropriate
for schizophrenia?

- Yeah, he is...

and I got a strong hunch

that that's what
we're dealing with here.

- Then why the charade?

Sending him up
to a medical floor?

- Well, because I'm treating
two people here.

I mean, a diagnosis
of schizophrenia?

It's gonna be
devastating to her.

The more we can ease her
into the reality

of that possibility,
the less overwhelmed she'll be.

- Dr. Rhodes.

I have to inform you
that Dr. Bekker has filed

a complaint against you
with HR.

You put your hands on her,
and I witnessed it.

- Mm-hmm.

- I also heard you
accuse her of murder.

I don't understand.

Dr. Bekker is a first-rate
surgeon, one of the best.

Why would you say
something like that?

- Dr. Latham, you can be
a fine surgeon

and still...

- Have issues?

- No, look, Dr. Latham,

I didn't mean
to make any comparisons.

- I find it inconceivable

that Dr. Bekker could have
done such a thing,

but if you feel
so strongly about it,

why haven't you gone
to the police?

- Because I don't know
for sure,

and I can't prove it
one way or the other.

- This is untenable.

- Mr. and Mrs. Donovan,
we got Thomas' labs back.

They were all normal.

- Well, that's good news,
isn't it?

- Well, whatever's going on
is not infectious.

- But we still don't know
what's causing his symptoms.

- And given his headaches
and lack of peripheral vision,

we'd like him
to have a CT scan of his head.

- His head?
- Yeah.

- Uh, Thomas, honey,

give Daddy and me a minute
to talk to the doctor.

We'll be just outside, okay?

- Mommy?

- You can see us,
and we'll be back.

- Hey, why don't I stay
with you,

keep you company,
is that cool?

- Thank you.

- Okay.
Hey.

- You think this is
something really serious.

- Making a diagnosis is about
ruling out possibilities.

This scan will allow us
to do that.

- He's a healthy kid,
hardly ever catches a cold.

- Whatever's bothering Thomas,
this will help us find out.

- I'm so sorry, Natalie.

- What are you doing here?

Haven't you done enough, huh?

Look at her, for God's sake.

- I-I didn't know she was
gonna get in my car, so--

- How do you even sleep
at night, huh?

You realize you've done nothing
but ruin her life?

- Get out of my face.

- I don't want you
coming around here again.

- I don't care what you want.

- She's not
your responsibility, man!

She's mine!
- How do you figure that?

- Hey!
- I think--

- Everything okay
with you boys?

- Yeah.

Natalie and I are engaged.

- What?

- See for yourself.

We're getting married.

- You on the square, fiancé?

- I'm sorry, what--
what is that supposed to mean?

- Well, I didn't see that ring
on her finger when she came in,

'cause we certainly
would have removed it.

- Is this really
any of your business?

- As her doctor, yeah, it is.

- Hey.

- How's Natalie?

- She's still out.

I now know
what she was gonna tell me.

She got engaged.

- To Phillip?
- You knew?

- No, he--
he showed me the ring,

said he was gonna ask her,
and to be honest, it was weird.

- Weird how?

- It was right when
his daughter

was being prepped for surgery.

You'd think he would've
been focused on that.

- Yeah, I never liked the guy,

but, you know, I'm not
exactly unbiased.

- Will, you're splinting.

- No, I'm just a little
short of breath.

- No, you're more than
just a little short of breath.

Let's get you back down
to the ED.

Gonna get you a chest X-ray.
It could be a pneumothorax.

- I'm not going...

- Will, Will, Will, now.

- Yeah.

- You may feel
a little pressure,

but nothing more after that.

You okay?

- He says he can hardly see
at all now.

- Here, I'll take a look.

- This is Dr. Abrams,
our chief of neurosurgery.

- Neurosurgery?

- Thomas, do me a favor:

uh, look straight ahead.

Raise your hand
when you see my finger.

- Thomas, don't you see
the doctor's finger?

- That's it, just keep
looking straight ahead.

Don't move your head.

Could we step outside?

So your son's CT scan and MRI

indicate a mass
around the pituitary,

most likely
a craniopharyngioma.

- A-a what?

- A tumor.
A benign tumor.

- Oh, benign.

- But unfortunately,
he needs surgery.

- Right, the deterioration
in his vision

indicate that the tumor's
pressing against

his optic chiasm,

so we need to operate
as soon as possible.

I believe we'll have
a good outcome.

- I know this is hard.
I am so sorry.

- He's so little.

My baby.

- Thomas was a surprise.

The doctor said Livie'd
never be able to get pregnant.

- And then--

- Then when she told me
the news,

God, I wasn't sure
I even wanted a kid.

Now I can't imagine life
without him.

- He's our whole world.

- I just hate the thought--

this little kid
having brain surgery?

- Yeah, me too.

I'll catch up with you
in a little bit.

- Clear.

Yeah, a pneumothorax.

If Dr. Halstead had let me

give him a proper examination,
this never would--

- It's not your fault.

Will, I need to admit you
and put in a chest tube.

- No.

- You're at risk
for a tension pneumothorax.

You could die.
- She's right.

- Aspirate and put in
a one-way valve tube.

That is not protocol.

- Elsa, please...

It'll temporize me,

and I won't need
to be admitted.

Come on, Connor, I don't want--

I don't want
to be here anymore.

- I hear you.

Ms. Curry,
get me a small chest tube

with a Heimlich valve.

- Okay.

- What's going on?

- Charge nurse
refused our patient.

- What?
Darya, come on.

- No, no, Dan,
we can't turf him here.

- He just needs a workup.
- In the psych ward.

My nurses aren't equipped.

- Dr. Charles,
where are we going?

- To the psych ward.
- No, we talked about this.

He's not crazy.

- Ms. Geddes, I'm sorry,
I have nowhere else to put him.

- I'm not gonna let you.
- Ma'am, please.

- No, no,
I'm gonna take him home.

- I just can't let you do that.
- Well, you can't stop me.

- Yes, ma'am, he can.
- He's my grandson!

- Cameron is 18.

He's an adult who, right now,
is a danger to himself

and potentially to others.

- No, no, we--
we need to go home.

I'm gonna take him home.
- Believe me--

- He'll be better at home.

- This is what your grandson
needs right now.

- No, he needs to go home.
Please, let me--

- Mrs. Geddes.

- I'm gonna call security.
Please.

- Security?

- Mrs. Geddes, please.

- Honey, we're gonna
have to wait in here.

- No.
- You're going to be fine.

You're gonna take a nap,

and when you wake up,
we'll be with you.

- Just like at home.

Everything's gonna be
all right, sweetheart.

- The doctors are gonna
make you feel all better.

- We love you.
- April?

- Have you seen Dr. Abrams?

- Oh, he should be
headed up any minute.

Why?

- I've been going over
Thomas' history.

I'm just not sure
we're doing the right thing.

Sam?

Sam, I think
we're rushing this,

and I know
what you're gonna say.

- Whoa, whoa, don't assume
you know what I'm gonna say.

What is it?

- When Thomas came in,
his pulse was a little slow.

His reaction time too.

Mom said
he'd been tired lately.

- All consistent
with craniopharyngioma.

- But the kid's really small
for his age, right?

- What, you're suggesting
this is an endocrine problem?

- Possible, isn't it?
- Unlikely.

Very unlikely.

All right, do the blood work.

Hey, just so you know,

if we delay surgery
and you're wrong,

this kid could go blind

or he could wind up comatose.

- Dr. Bekker, thank you.

I have information

which I think will be
of welcome news to you both.

I pressed the lab
to analyze the insulin

which killed Mr. Rhodes--

- What's the point?
It's untraceable.

- Normally, yes, but I thought

no stone
should be left unturned.

Well, it appears that
this particular batch

was ever so slightly
contaminated with chromium,

which is indeed traceable,

and we will find, in no time,
who had access to it.

- That's great news.
- Yes.

The police seem confident

that they should
wrap this up quickly,

which means that you two
can stop accusing one another

and my department
can get back to normal.

- Ava?

Ava.

Ava.

- Give me an hour
to get to O'Hare.

One hour.
You'll never see me again.

- No.

- I did it for you.

- Ava, come on.

- We could have been so happy.

You ruined it all.

You really are
an ungrateful prick.

- No!
No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no!

Help!
I need help in here!

Come! Help!

Dr. Latham!

- She slashed her carotid.
Do we have a prepped OR?

- I'll bump my case.
- Right.

- Pressure on the artery.
- One, two, three, go!

- Let's go, let's go.
- Come on.

- I got fingers on the carotid,
but I'm losing her pulse.

- She's arresting.

We're gonna open up the chest.

Knife?

- Marty, she needs blood, epi.

- I'm working as fast as I can.

- Rib spreader.

- Dr. Rhodes?

- She tried to kill herself.

- Dr. Manning,
can you hear me?

Lighten her sedation.

- All right,
she's breathing on her own.

Dr. Manning,
I'm gonna pull your tube.

Sorry for any discomfort.

- Do you know where you are?

Hospital?

- Do you recognize me?

- Sam.

- All right, squeeze my hand.

Good.

All right, follow the light
with your eyes.

Good.

Do you know
why you're in the hospital?

You don't remember
what happened?

- Mm-mm.

No.

Nothing.

- You were hit by a car.

No fractures,
but you do have a TBI.

Memory loss is consistent.

It'll likely resolve.
- Mm...

- Your initial neuro exam
is heartening.

You--you try to rest.

I'll be back tomorrow,

and we can discuss
your treatment going forward.

I'm, uh...

I'm happy that,
all things considered,

you're doing well.

I'll tell your fiancé
he can come in and see you.

Fiancé?

- Yeah, keep it brief.

- Carotid clamps are on.

Marty, how much blood
has she got?

- Ten units and ten of plasma.
- All right, it's now or never.

Intracardiac epi?

Fibrillating,
another round of epi.

Paddles.
Charge to 20.

- Charging.
- Clear.

Come on.

Come on.

- Dr. Rhodes.
- Come on.

- Dr. Rhodes, she's gone.

- Time of death, 16:22.

- Until we...

sort through this,

it does not become
public knowledge.

- Hey, man.
Internist is on her way.

- Okay, good.

- Kid's getting
a slew of tests.

I heard you got married
last night.

Congratulations.

- Yeah, thanks.
- Yeah.

- You know, I really should not
still be here.

- You know, I was doing
my surgical oncology rotation

last month, met your wife.

Not an easy road.

- No.

Just a sec.

- My grandson
doesn't belong here.

- Maybe not.

But what I do want to tell you
is that Cameron is...

at an age when schizophrenia
tends to present itself,

especially in young men.

Now, if that's what
we're dealing with,

could be a--
a onetime episode,

or it could be the start
of a longer illness.

- No.

No, no.

- Ms. Geddes.

- It--it's an illness
that can be managed, you know?

People can live long,
very full lives.

- I've taken care of Cameron
since he was a baby.

I've tried to protect him
against his mama,

who was a drug addict,

and against gangs...

from getting arrested...

Cameron survived.

Cameron made it out.

He has a full scholarship.

This--this can't
be happening to him.

Listen, I mean, all kinds
of things happen to us

that we can't anticipate,
we can't imagine,

and what I've learned,
from my own experience, anyway,

is that until we learn
to accept the--

the unacceptable...

we're--we're just
of no use to anyone.

Not to our loved ones,
not to ourselves.

You know, Cameron needs you,

and the person he is right now
needs you more than ever.

You two have faced
a lot together,

and there's just--there's just
no doubt in my mind

that you can face this too.

- Mm.

- Well, I can go home early.

- Wow, that's it?

- He feels bad.
That's his way of showing it.

- Mr. and Mrs. Donovan?

Good news:
Thomas doesn't need surgery.

- Really?

- His latest tests show that
he is severely hypothyroid.

That would account
for his headaches, fatigue,

even his vision problems.

- But--but the scans showed
a tumor on the pituitary.

- What they showed
was a mass called hyperplasia,

an enlargement of the organ
due to his hypothyroidism,

but it's not a tumor,

and it will shrink
with medication.

Thomas, honey,

you're going to be just fine.

- So I don't
have to take a nap?

- No, you don't need to.

- Hey, they, um--they had this
in the lost and found.

Don't know how clean it is.

- You really should
be admitted.

That's what you'd tell
any patient in your condition.

- Elsa, stop.

I'm leaving.

- Okay, but you're not gonna
leave, leave, are you?

- Why would you ask that?

- Uh, you--
you've been through a lot.

- No, I'll be back.

- Good.

- Did you get your results?

- Metastatic adenocarcinoma.

- Yeah, I'll need
to get a PET scan

to determine where it's spread,

and then either lumpectomy
followed by radiation and chemo

or a mastectomy.

Sharon, I don't want
anyone to know.

- Mag, you're looking
at a long course of treatment,

likely debilitating.

- I don't care, I'll manage.

- If you're having
the treatment here,

people are bound to find out.

- No, I'll go to East Mercy.

- Mag...

- I don't want to be
the sick person.

I don't want to be pitied.

I intend to keep on working.

Okay?

- Okay.

- I was just so worried
because you were unconscious

and--and no one was actually
sure if you would wake up.

But--but, hey, you did.
You made it.

You're gonna be okay.

I can't remember what happened.

- I know, I know, and--
and that's okay.

The doctors said
that the memory loss,

that's--that's normal.

Phillip...

- Yeah?

- I don't...

I don't remember you
asking me to marry you.

- That's okay.

You will, I promise.

- Okay.

- Eyesight's better.

He's already responding
to the levothyroxine.

- Good.

- What?

April, would it really
have been so bad

if you'd been pregnant?

- You can ask me
about having a kid

after what we saw
those parents go through today?

- That's why I'm asking.

I--it's a lot of pain, I know.

- But it's a lot of love too.

- Yeah.

Makes me think maybe
we're missing out on something.

- Maybe we are.

Someday.

- Yeah, someday.

- Rough day, huh?

- You have no idea.

Why are you still here?

- I'm just leaving.

- Whatever you said,
grandma's on board.

- Huh.

- So how do you want me
to manage the kid tonight?

- Ativan, 2 milligram, IVPRN.

One Haldol if he needs
something stronger.

- Copy that.

- Danny.

- There you are.
I was just coming to you.

I'm so sorry.

I made a reservation for us
at Gibson's.

- I think you know Dr. Marcel.

- Hey, I think I met you

the day I got some
really challenging news, right?

- Good evening, ma'am.
How are you?

- You know,
I've never been better.

- Glad to hear.
- Thank you.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- "Never better," huh?
- Never better, huh?

- Not gonna let a little thing
like cancer get in your way?

- Mm, we gon' press on.

- It's just like you taught me.
- Hmm.

- You know what?

I think I might have
passed that along today.

- Yeah?
- Tried to, anyway.

- Hmm.
- You're good looking.

- Dr. Latham, uh,
I just want to say thank you.

Uh, I couldn't imagine
having had a better teacher.

- You're welcome...

but I don't understand.

- I'm leaving Med.

- Leaving?

But we did everything
we could to save her.

And your father's death,
you've been exonerated.

- It doesn't matter.

I'm never gonna be able
to get past what happened here

and nobody's ever gonna be able
to forget.

I need a fresh start.

And I just--
I need to go somewhere

where all I will be
is just another doctor.

- Ah.

I don't want you to go.

That's very kind of you,

but you will find
another surgeon.

- No, that's not what I mean.

I'm not talking
about a surgeon.

I don't want my friend to go.

- I got a call from Dr. Latham.

- Please don't try
to talk me out of it.

- You know, I've been known
to be very persuasive...

- But I won't.

You've been really good to me,
Ms. Goodwin.

I hope I'm not
disappointing you.

- No, you have not.

You will be missed,
Connor Rhodes.

Would you mind saying good-bye
to everybody for me?

I just think
it might be a little hard.

- Of course.

Good luck, my friend.

- Thank you.