All language subtitles for Chicago Med S05E11 The Ground Shifts Beneath Us

- Tell me, Lynne,
you under the influence

of drugs right now?

- You all were handy oxys out
like candy,

and now I'm left
to fend for myself.

- But I wanna help you now.

- 35-year-old female.
Looks like an OD.

- Let's go.
Clear.

Come on, Lynne.

I'm sorry.

- You and I agreed what
happened was a mistake.

- I have to tell Ethan.

- April Sexton,
will you marry me?

- I don't think
I can have kids.

- Look,
I love you no matter what.

- Then yes.

- From the looks of that rock,

I'm guessing
you didn't tell Ethan.

- No, I didn't.

and I would appreciate it
if you didn't mention it again.

- Mention what?

- Morning, Mags.

Big plans tonight?

- I'm actually going before
the board today.

- Uh-oh.
What'd you do now?

- Funny.

I'm proposing opening a safe
injection site at the hospital.

- Safe injection of what?

- Drugs.

People will be allowed to use,

but with medical staff on hand

to resuscitate
should anyone overdose.

- This because of that patient
you lost last week?

- Lynne.
- Mm-hmm.

- She should not have died.

She had a kid, Maggie.
Now he's an orphan.

- But that's not your fault.

- I gave her the pills.

Her addiction started with me.

How many other people
did I do this to?

- I gotta take this.

Listen, everyone,

there was an accident
at O'Hare.

They're routing victims
to us and East Mercy.

- Any word on what happened?

- An electrical fire
in the cabin.

Our first victim
is coming in now.

Marcel,
you're with Dr. Choi.

We're going to Baghdad.
Desmond?

- Male, age unknown,
was seated in the front

of the plane
where the fire started.

55% TBSA.
Full-thickness burns.

GCS 3.
BP 70/45.

Blunt trauma and suspected
C-spine injury.

Couldn't get a line in.
- You know his name?

- Working on it.
Airline gave us a manifest.

We're identifying victims
based on seat assignments.

- Okay, let's transfer him
on my count.

Everybody ready?
One, two, three.

Cross table, C-spine, chest,
and pelvic x-ray.

- Yes, Doctor.

- No place to get an IV
in the arms.

- Okay, give me an IO drill.

Breath sounds bilaterally.

- Okay, victim's name
is Samuel Abrams.

What?

- No, it's just our head
of neurosurgery

is Sam Abrams, but--

- There's got to be a dozen

Sam Abrams in Chicago.

- Wait, but I do think that Sam

was traveling somewhere,
though.

- Do you know where
the plane was coming from?

- Honolulu.
Flight 3376.

- Dr. Charles,

do you know where Sam
was traveling to?

- Um, neurosurgery conference
in Honolulu.

Coming back today, I think.

- Mags, see if anyone
in neurosurgery

knows what return flight
he was on.

- Already on it.

- Why?
What's going on?

- X-ray.
Clear.

- This could be Dr. Abrams.
- What?

- See if you can reach him
on his cell.

- C4 on 5 subluxation.

- Could be
a catastrophic injury.

- Straight to voicemail.

- Sam was on flight 3376.

- I'm all out of rooms.

You're gonna have
to double up in trauma 2.

- Need some help outside.
- Another victim from O'Hare?

- Yep, Layla Bistarkey, 36,
in premature labor.

Heavy vaginal bleeding.

Suspect she abrupted
on impact.

- Maggie, call up to labor
and delivery.

Have them open up an OR.
- No time.

She's already crowning.

- Dr. Sexton, April,
you go and help.

- Yup.

- She have any burns?
- No.

She and her husband
were in the back of the plane,

evacuated first.

Fire never reached them.

- I'm here. I'm here.
- My baby...

- Just breathe.

- Heart tone's 140.

- She isn't due
for another four weeks.

- This is our last embryo.

So, please don't--
oh, God.

- I can see the baby's head.

- Heart rate is dropping.
- We gotta do this here.

- You're okay.
- Layla...

we've got to get
your baby out right now.

I need you to push
with all your might.

- I...
- Now, Layla.

Layla, bear down.
Push.

- Now--yes.

- Come on!
Push!

- That's it.

You're almost there.
Keep going.

- A little more.
- Through the mouth.

- Oh, my God.
- Yes! Yes.

- You did it.

- Baby.

Baby.

- Hi, my love.
Oh.

- I know. Yes, yes.
I know.

Just tell them we'll start
in 15 minutes.

Yes.

And move my, uh, 3:00.
Move it to 4:30.

Yes...

Look, I gotta go.

Hey.
- Have you heard?

- No. What's?

- There was a plane crash
at O'Hare.

- Oh, no.
No, I--I--

I've been tied up.
How many victims?

- Well, I haven't gotten
a headcount yet.

- Oh, goodness.

- I'll keep you posted.

- Oh, wait.

This proposal
from Dr. Halstead?

- Yeah.
- A safe injection site?

- Well, there are already
facilities like that

overseas and in Canada.

- Yeah, none in the U.S.--
not aboveboard.

- Well, the judge in
Philadelphia just ruled

that a proposed site there
doesn't violate federal law.

- Sharon,
the legal battles alone

would cost this hospital
a fortune.

- Yeah, but preventing deaths
would save the hospital money

in the long run.

Not to mention the PR value

of being the first hospital--

- To allow drug use
on our premises?

"A PR nightmare"
is how I'd put it.

- Sharon.
- Yes.

- Sam Abrams was on that plane
that crashed today.

- Oh, no.

He survived?

- He did.

But he's severely burned

and in pretty bad shape.

- Okay.

Thanks, Daniel.

- We did four rounds of IVF.

I can't believe it.
Is she really here?

- She's really here.

- Gosh, let me see this.
- Yeah.

- Where in the world did
this red hair come from?

- Don't look at me.

Every Bistarkey since the
Stone Age has been brunette.

- As the only ginger
in my family,

I can tell you the
redheaded gene is recessive.

So it's possible it just
hasn't expressed until now.

- Noah.
- Hmm?

- Do her hands look
a little blue to you?

- Hey Layla, I just need to
take a quick look at something.

- Okay.
Who's this?

Who's this guy?

Who's that?

- Chest is mottled.
Feet are blue.

- Why is she breathing so hard?
- Uh, give her to me.

- Okay.

- She's retracting.

I'm gonna try to clear
out more secretions.

Still struggling.
Blow-by with Ambu bag.

- Is she okay?
What's wrong with her?

- Transfer her to the NICU.

- Wait.
- Don't worry.

We're gonna figure out
what's going on.

- This...

Can't be my Sam.

Are you sure?

- Paramedics used
the flight manifest

to identify Sam
by his seat number.

- I dunno.

Maybe he switched seats
with someone.

We recovered this
from his pocket.

- Oh...
Honey...

No.
- I'm so sorry.

- You must be Lucy.

I'm Dr. Choi.
You father's a friend.

- What--no, um,
I'm not Sam's daughter.

- Um, I'm sorry.

- This is Sam's wife,
Michelle.

- Lucy's backpacking
in South America right now,

and I haven't been able
to reach her yet.

- My apologies.

- They're ready
for Dr. Abrams in CT.

- Okay.
- Can I go with him?

- Of course.
I'll take you up.

- Hey, Maggie.

- Hey.
- How's Dr. Abrams doing?

- He went up to CT.

We'll know more
after we see his scans.

- I can't believe it.

- So...

couldn't help
but notice your tête-à-tête

with Crockett this morning.

Looked a little tense.

- It was nothing.

- You sure?

- I'm sure.

- Good.

Great news about you and Ethan.

- Thanks.

All I want is to marry him
and forget this ever happened.

- So Mazie has
a genetic condition.

Surfactant protein deficiency.
SP-B.

- It's a kind of
interstitial lung disease.

- "Interstitial"?

- It means the scarring
of the lungs,

making it difficult to breathe.

- So what do we have to do?

Does she have to go
on medication or...

- No. Unfortunately, the only
effective treatment option

is a lung transplant.

- Now?

But she's so little.

- I don't understand.

Her embryo was tested
for genetic disorders

prior to implantation.

- It's possible that this was
missed

or wasn't even included
in the testing.

It's a very rare condition.
- Yeah.

- How will she get a lung
that's small enough?

Does another baby have to--
have to die first?

- Well, there's also
a living-donor option.

- The lower lobes
of a lung

from two donors
are transplanted.

- If you're matches,
you both can donate.

You should know,
it is a major surgery,

followed by four to six weeks
of recovery.

But of course we'll do it.
- Yeah, anything Mazie needs.

- Okay, we'll get you both
tested right away.

- Oh, God.

- Trini, come quick!

- What? What's going on?

- There's a baby
in the back of the car.

- Is he breathing?
- I don't know.

Stand back.

He's breathing shallow
and he's unresponsive.

You're okay.

You're okay.
Come here.

Okay.
Let's go.

Get warming blankets
and start an IV.

- You got it.

- Trini, get a core temp.

Wake up, honey.
Wake up.

Wake up.

- Core temp's 94.

- He's hypothermic.

All right, let's bolus
10ccs per kilo of warm...

- You're okay.
You're okay.

- I'm working with security
to locate the parents.

Where was the car parked?

- Third floor of the parking
structure, south end.

- That's
administrative parking.

Do either of you remember
the color or make?

- Dark gray BMW.

- Do you know it?

- That's Gwen Garrett's car.

- His name is Devon, right?

- Yes. Devon.

- What is he?
About seven months?

- Eight.

- You know, when my son Michael
was about six years old,

I took him school shopping
with his baby sister Tara.

And Tara was throwing
some kind of fit

about these red, sparkly
Mary Janes.

And I turned away
from Michael for a second,

and when I looked back,

he was gone.

And I remember how sick
I felt at that moment.

- Where was he?

- Hiding under a clothes rack.

- Anyway...

I know how hard it can be
sometimes

just managing as a mother.

- My husband, Mark--oh.

Excuse me--
my soon-to-be ex-husband,

he usually drops Devon off
at daycare on Wednesdays,

but we switched
schedules this week.

- I'm sorry, I didn't know you
were going through a divorce.

Well, it's turning into
a contentious custody battle,

unfortunately.

- Well, you're obviously
juggling a lot.

- I totally forgot
that I had him with me.

I should have double-checked
the back seat.

- Yes, that's true.

You were very lucky this time,
Gwen.

And I'm sure you won't make
that mistake again.

- No, I won't.

Thank you, Sharon.

- Oh, my God.

Um, wait.

You're--you're saying
he'll never walk again?

He'll--he'll never be able
to use his hands again?

- I'm very sorry.

- But we are optimistic
Sam will wake up

once the swelling in his brain
goes down.

- And, um...

he'll--he'll be able
to talk to me?

- We're hopeful

he'll be able to communicate.

Scans showed
no major brain injury.

- And what about feeding

and--and--and dressing himself
and...

- He'll be dependent
on others for that.

For--for how long?

- The rest of his life.

- Sam and I were supposed
to go to Italy next month.

I'm sorry, I just--

I'll be right back.
I just need a minute.

- Oh, man.

A lot to put on
a young woman's shoulders.

- Yeah.

- Looking sharp, Dr. Halstead.
- Yeah.

Okay, so I gotta--I gotta go
practice this presentation.

You're still cool to handle
the Bistarkey case?

- Oh, yeah.

just waiting on Layla
and Patrick's test results.

- Just keep me posted.
- Will do.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- How they holding up?

- Not so great.
They're worried sick.

- The Bistarkey's labs
just came back.

- Oh, thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Dad isn't a match.

- Mm.
- But Mom is.

- Well, that's a start.

- Hold on, um...
- What?

- So the good news is Layla
is a donor match.

- I am?
Oh, thank God.

But Patrick, unfortunately,
is not.

- It's okay.

Okay, well, uh, still,
we're halfway there, right?

What's next?
What do we need to do?

- Does Mazie's second donor
have to be blood-related?

- Not necessarily,

and we'll definitely
go over the next steps

for getting Mazie onto
the transplant list,

but, um, before we do...

- Patrick, there are a few
documents

you still need to sign, if you
wouldn't mind following me.

- Documents?
I mean, can't that wait?

- Technically, they should've
already been taken care of--

- Whoa.
What's up?

Whatever you need to share with
me, my husband can hear too.

- Testing revealed that...

Patrick is not
Mazie's biological father.

- What?
- Not her father?

- Obviously there's been
some kind of mistake

because that's--I mean,
that's just wrong.

Patrick is her father.

- How would that
even be possible?

- Usually there would be no
reason to even bring this up.

It's just that Mazie's
best chance at a match

is a blood relative.

- And if we can gain contact
with the father--

- Oh, my God!
Patrick is the father!

- There's obviously something
wrong with your tests.

- We'll, um...

we'll run the labs again,

see if we can get
to the bottom of this.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Devon's father.
- Oh, my God!

Is he okay?
- Shh, shh.

He's sleeping. He's fine.
- What the hell, Gwen?

I must've called you
a dozen times.

Sandy said you never
showed up to daycare.

- Um, Devon woke up
with a runny nose.

And he was coughing last night,

so I just thought
that I'd bring him in

so he could get checked out.

Better safe than sorry, right?

- Uh...

I'm gonna leave you two.

- You should have picked up
your cell.

I thought you were
in an accident.

- So that's it?

We're just gonna keep
Gwen's husband in the dark?

- Well, I think she's afraid
he'll use it

as ammunition
to get full custody.

- Listen, if anyone was trying
to take Owen away from me,

I don't know what I would do.

But if something
ever happened to him

and someone kept it
from me...

- Trust me,
I'm right there with you.

He has every right
to know the truth,

but the truth
should come from Gwen.

- I can't lie
to my patient's father.

- I'm not asking you
to do that.

- Just give me a chance
to speak with her first.

- Okay.
- All right.

- Hey, Michelle.

I know you had some
questions pertaining

to Sam's care earlier.

So I brought you a--
- Thank you.

Um...

I've decided I want...

Sam taken off life support.

- Oh.

- Um...

- Michelle,
do you know what you're saying?

- When I married Sam,
I made a vow.

For better or for worse,
and I meant that.

But this isn't about
what I want.

It's about
what Sam would want.

- That's right.
It is.

And there are still
plenty of things we can do

to positively affect
Sam's outcome.

He could still have
a meaningful life.

- How?

I mean, not being able
to operate again?

Not be able to feed
or--or--or bathe himself?

No.

No, my husband is a proud man.

He's fiercely independent.

He would resent me forever,
and I just--

I--I just can't do that to him.

- We understand.

- Michelle, I just wonder
if this is a decision

you should be taking on alone.

- Who else would take it on?
I'm his wife.

- You are.
Of a few months.

- Dr. Choi.
- Excuse me?

- I'm sorry.
With all due respect,

his daughter might be better
equipped to make this decision.

- I think what
Dr. Choi means is that

maybe we should wait for Lucy
to come and say her goodbyes.

- No, that's not what I mean.

Lucy has known Sam
her whole life.

- Dr. Choi...
- Don't you think she should

be able to speak for him?

- Sam wouldn't want Lucy
to have to make this call,

and he wouldn't want her
to see him like this.

He would want her
to remember him at his best.

- Okay.

We'll get
the paperwork started.

- What's up?

- Had HR check Sam's
life insurance policy.

Turns out Michelle's on it.

She stands to gain millions.

Not surprising.

- She married him three months
after meeting him,

and from what his colleagues
tell me,

she was the one
who rushed it.

- You know what they say.

When you know, you know.

- Look, I get it--
your whole shtick.

You don't get invested.

- "Shtick"?

No, I just don't stick my nose
where it doesn't belong.

You know, like looking
into a patient's

life insurance policy.

Which med school class
they teach that in?

- First rule of medicine...

is "do no harm."

I'm not gonna ignore
the red flags

just because
you can't be bothered.

- Look, bottom line,
Michelle is Sam's next of kin.

If she wants him off the vent,
we're taking him off.

- Yeah, we'll see about that.

I'm convening
an emergency ethics committee.

- You know,
this is probably my fault.

The other night,
on my way to my mom's house--

and I was in a rush--

I ran out without
even putting a coat on him.

And I know better.
I just...

- We all make mistakes.

Right, Dr. Manning?

- The good news is, Devon's
temperature is back to normal

and he is alert and engaged.

Isn't that right, buddy?

You should be able
to discharge him soon.

- It's my mom.

I'm just gonna give her
a quick update.

- Right.

- Gwen.

Please leave me out of this.

I do not feel comfortable.

- You have no idea
what I'm dealing with here.

Just don't say anything.

I'm begging you.

All good?
- Yup.

She's gonna bring over
her chicken soup tonight.

- Ms. Garrett,
the board meeting is in 15.

- Uh, we should reschedule.
My son is still--

- Go.
I got this.

Okay?

- Drug overdose in the U.S.

is the leading cause of death
in people under 50.

More than 68,000 Americans
died last year...

- Dr. Halstead, we're all aware
of the devastating effects

of the opioid crisis.

What I don't understand is why
you want to make it easier

for addicts to use drugs.

- And having the site here.

It looks like
we're condoning drug use.

- No, no.
We're not condoning it.

We're just trying
to save lives

while also offering
counseling--

- Do you have any evidence

that these facilities
achieve that end?

- I do.

Uh...

A review of 75 studies shows
that safe injection sites

reduce overdose deaths

and the transmission
of infectious diseases,

while increasing the number
of people starting treatment.

- Okay, but what happens

after these people
finish shooting up?

- We will provide a space

where they can rest
until their high subsides--

- And what if they won't
comply?

- Mm.
- Exactly.

- Why don't we all just

take a little recess,

stretch our legs,
get some coffee.

- I'm not getting through.

- I have an idea.

- So did you sort things out?

- I apologize for the wait.

But yes, we were able to figure
out what happened.

- At least in part.

- But we ran the labs again,

and Patrick is not Mazie's
biological father.

- What?
This is ridiculous.

- Hang on.
There's more.

- Layla, we went ahead and
karyotyped your blood sample

and found that you are not
Mazie's biological mother.

- Wait, what?

- I don't understand.
How is this possible?

- Stats are dropping!

- Take her off the vent
and bag her.

- Hold on a second.

If Mazie's not ours,
then who are her parents?

- We don't know.

We believe there
must've been a mix-up

at the fertility clinic.

You were implanted
with another couple's embryo.

- She's bradying down.
2 mills of atropine.

- Is she gonna be okay?

- Heart rate's coming back up.

- Stats are improving.

- Call ped surgery.
She needs to go on ECMO.

April, get in touch with
the fertility clinic.

We need to track down Mazie's
biological parents right away.

- What if we can't find them?
- One step at a time.

We can just hope for the best.

- All right.
Let's move.

- I've been asked to come and
share some thoughts with you

about safe injection sites.

My younger brother Tommy,
he played baseball.

His talent was such that
he was being scouted

by big Division I schools

when he was just
a freshman in high school.

But then,
when he was around 15,

he started to gravitate
towards, um,

you know,
not-so-great kids.

He started to experiment
with drugs and alcohol,

and he was hooked on heroin
by the time he was 17.

There was a good stretch there

where Tommy got himself
healthy.

You know, he got married,
had a kid.

His--his arm was shot by then,

but he loved teaching
his son the game.

And he was actually
getting him ready

for Little League tryouts

when he died...

on the floor of his bathroom

from a heroin overdose.

My little brother was alone.

I know this because
I'm the one who found him.

And--and I was minutes--
just minutes too late.

The time that it took
for Tommy to die

from lack of oxygen
to his brain

are why sites

like Dr. Halstead
is proposing today

are so important.

Because if he hadn't
been alone,

if there had been somebody
there who had the tools

and training to revive him...

Tommy could very well
still be alive today.

Thank you for your time.

- I think I speak for all of us

when I say that Dr. Charles,
Dr. Halstead,

you've made
a very compelling case.

And while the official vote
won't happen

until we've reviewed

the funding proposals
for the quarter,

I have a good feeling.

- Once we disconnect
your husband from life support,

may be another few minutes
before his heart stops.

If you're sure...

- I would do anything
to have Sam back,

but he wouldn't want
to live like this.

- Of course.

I understand.

- Um, you would just need
to fill out a few documents,

and then we can proceed.

- Can I just have a minute
to read this?

- Please.

- What did
the ethics committee say?

- They ruled
in Michelle's favor.

- Oh, come on.

There's got to be
some other recourse.

- There isn't.

- They're letting her
pull the plug.

Sam?

- All right,
so I tan like an Irishman.

- S--how are you...
I...

you were on the 6:00 a.m.
flight from Honolulu.

- Yeah, I was supposed to be,

but I gave up my seat
for a later flight.

You know, figured a few
extra hours in paradise

never killed anyone, right?

Oh, no.

- Ethan?

Dr. Choi!

- How long has
he been asystolic?

- Just under a minute.
- All right, start bagging him.

- What are you doing?

- Dr. Choi, stop!

- I told you
he doesn't want this!

- Give him a milligram of epi!
- Dr. Choi!

- You don't understand!
- Understand what?

- Oh, my--
oh, my God!

Oh!
- Dr. Abrams?

- All right, I feel a pulse.
He's back.

- Wow.

- Hey, Gwen?

Listen, I wanted to thank you
for your support.

- Oh, no need.

Consider it a favor returned.

- Um,

clearly there's been
a misunderstanding.

My silence this morning
was not a bargaining chip.

- Sharon, I understand
how the world works.

- No, no, I wanted you
to have the space

so you could tell your husband
the truth on your own.

- I can't do that.

- Gwen, I know you're
in a tough spot--

- I can't lose my son.

- That's our baby girl?
- I can't believe it.

- Patrick, Layla,

this is Denise
and Steve Bistarkey.

- Same last name as us.

I've never met another
Bistarkey.

- Us either.

- The clinic believes

that's what may have caused
the mix-up.

- Are you kidding me?

How could they have
let this happen?

- So does that mean...

- We don't know yet.

We still have to determine

if Denise was implanted
with your embryo.

- We'll also run labs to see

if either of you are a match
to donate to Mazie.

- Mazie?

- That's what we named her.

- I have an exam room ready.
I'll take you.

- I don't want to leave her.

- We'll stay with her
till you get back.

- Thank you so much.

Okay.

- Hey, hey, hey.
Come on.

Come on.
It's okay.

- I am so, so sorry
I didn't call, honey.

My cell phone died

and I left my charger
at the hotel.

- You know, they do sell
chargers at the airport.

- I am not gonna
shell out 30 bucks

for a piece of plastic.

- They tracked down
John Doe's family.

Turns out he's
a medical sales rep.

That's why he had a pass
to the conference.

You're not thinking about...

- I'm gonna tell Sam the truth.

- I think you should
just leave it alone.

- He deserves to know
who he married.

- Ethan.

- You got a sec?

- Seeing as how I just
narrowly escaped death,

yeah.

I'd say I have a lifetime.

- Okay, Sam...

Michelle told us
to unplug you.

- And?

- And she wouldn't even wait
for your daughter to get here.

- Well, thank God.

I'd hate for Lucy
to remember me like that.

- I'm sorry, but...

I didn't get the sense

that Michelle had
your best interest at heart.

- Uh-huh.

And what would make you
think that?

Ah, I get it.

Maybe you're thinking the only
reason a woman like her

would be with a guy like me
is money.

- No, no, no.
I didn't mean that at all.

- For your information,

I'm the eye candy
in this relationship.

You ever hear
of Max Amino Pro?

- The protein shake?

Yeah, I drink it every day.

- Right, so does every
fitness freak in the country.

My wife invented the formula.

Yeah.

Cha-ching.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

- You lying bitch.
- Mark.

- You will never be alone
with our child again.

- Please, please. Let me--
- No.

- Let me explain.

- You'll be hearing
from my lawyer.

- He was asking questions
and blaming himself.

I had to tell him the truth.

- You had no right
to insert yourself.

- I am your baby's doctor.
- Do you see what you've done?

If I lose my son--
- Listen, Gwen--

- Sharon,
this does not concern you.

- Actually, it does.

I instructed Dr. Manning

to be honest with your husband.

- Ms. Goodwin, you don't...
- I confided in you.

- Lying to a minor's guardian?
Come on, Gwen!

It's too big of a liability.

- You wanna talk
about liabilities?

You can forget about
your little pet project.

- Consider the
safe injection site dead.

- Really?

You know, I actually thought

that you and I
made some strides today.

- Me too.

- Ms. Goodwin, I'm sorry.
I couldn't--

- There is no need
for you to apologize.

- Hey.

I just heard that
the board passed.

I'm sorry.
It was a valiant effort.

- I don't know
what the hell happened.

They spouted
some legalistic garbage

in the rejection email.

- They're just, you know--
they're afraid.

Yeah, well, it doesn't matter.
There's another way.

- What do you mean?

- Look, I wanna do this
on the up-and-up,

but if they're not gonna let me
spearhead it at the hospital,

I got a friend who's got
something already in the works.

- You mean
an unsanctioned site?

- You said it yourself.

A site like this could've saved
your brother's life.

- I know how badly
you wanna help,

but, buddy, they're illegal.

I mean, you could lose
your license.

- Yeah. You're right.

Thank you for your help today.

- Well, of course.

- And Dr. Charles...

I'm sorry about your brother.

- After testing
and speaking with the clinic,

we can confirm
they made a terrible mistake

and swapped your embryos.

- Denise is carrying your baby.

Thank God.

Uh, what about Mazie?

Steve is a donor match.

- But I wasn't?
- Unfortunately, no.

- Don't worry.

There are other options
to find a second donor.

We're getting her
on the transplant list.

- Well, you said I'm a match,
right?

- You are, yes.

- Yeah.

- I'll do it.
I'll donate.

- Oh, we can't ask that of you.

- No, no, you've done
more for us than you know.

Besides, me and Mazie,
we've been through a lot.

And I know she isn't mine...

But I still love her
like she is.

- Wow, what a crazy ride.

- Like an IVF nightmare.

Look at them.

I'm guessing
they'd do it all again.

Listen, Crockett.

- Yeah.

- You might've noticed I can
be a little quick to judge.

- I get it, man.
You...

were trying
to do right by Sam.

It's all good.

- Not just with that.

With you too.

- Oh.

Well--
- Look, man.

I made some assumptions
about you.

The truth is,
I really don't know you.

- Appreciate the sentiment,
but you don't...

You don't have
to worry about it, man.

It's all good.
- Yeah, I do.

Fresh start?

Sure.

- What's going on?
- Hey.

- Nothing,
just saying good night.

- Oh.

Well, good night,
Dr. Marcel.

- Good night.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Ethan?
- Yeah?

- I want us to try
to get pregnant again.

- Really?

- What if we give IVF a shot?

- Uh, I thought you didn't
want to go down that road.

- I know, I just...

I was afraid.

And IVF isn't a sure thing,
and given my condition,

it's possible
it may not even work,

but there's a chance
that it could.

It seems like
it's worth the risk.

Right?
- Yeah.

- Nice, Matty.
Don't pinch your shoulders.

It could cause elbow problems
down the road.

- Just ignore him.

When Uncle Dan was your age,

he was picking dandelions
in the outfield.

- Why the mirrors?

- It makes it easier
for the users to find a vein

and helps us
keep an eye on everybody.

- Where are you getting
the naloxone kits?

- I got a guy who's hooking
us up.

There's a clinic that's
closing on the South Side,

so we're getting them
on the cheap.

Anyway, what do you think?

You in?

- Yeah.

I'm in.