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- I believe
it was Cicero who said:

"In nothing do men
more nearly approach the gods

than in giving health to men."

It's so humbling,
the responsibility.

- What's with the camera?

- They're shooting...
both: The promo today.

- Yup.

- A star is born.

- Maggie?
- Yeah.

- This is Jason Dodd. 26.

Heart's racing pretty good.

- Dr. Halstead,
you're up. April!

- He was lugging the crib out
of Ikea and he just collapsed.

- All right,
you'll go to Treatment 2.

- Hi, Jason.
I'm Dr. Halstead.

How are you feeling?

- Kind of freaked out.

- All right, we're gonna
take good care of you.

He's really tachy.
Might be SVT.

- Copy.

- Okay, we're gonna have you
lie down, okay?

- Ready
six milligrams of adenosine

and get him up
on the monitors.

- Got it.

Jason,
you on any medications?

- No.
- Any history

we should be aware of?
- No.

- All right, Jason.
I don't need to tell you

that your heart is racing.

What we're gonna do
is give you a drug

to reset your rhythm.

- Reset?

- Your heart, it's gonna
pause for a few seconds.

- Wait a minute, what?

- It'll be all right.

- Let's give
the doctors some room.

- Get a flush, 10CCs.
[monitor beeping]

- Uh, hold up.
What's with the monitors, April?

It's upside down.
Leads must be reversed.

- No...

they're fine.

[monitor beeping]

- [shaky breathing]
- Just breathe, Jason.

- This is strange.

It's like everything's
on the wrong side.

Let's get a chest x-ray.

- What appears to be
the problem here?

- There appears to be
some irregularities

with the patient's heart.

- What kind of irregularities?

- It's not where
it's supposed to be.

- Basic anatomy
is usually covered

in the first year of
med school, Dr. Halstead.

- I think he might
be dextrocardic.

I'm about to get
a chest x-ray.

- Let's wait on that.

Push the meds.

- Mm-hmm.
- Uh, listen up, people.

We're tight on space, so...

if you're not
doing anything useful,

just take a giant step back.

[monitor beeping]

[monitor flatlines]

[monitor beeping]

- Heart rate's 120.

BP's ticking up--
100 over 87.

- What just happened?

- We just saved your life.

Let's get that picture now.

And, uh,
page CT.

.

- Why's this backwards?

- It's not.

He's got
situs inversus totalis.

All his major
visceral organs--

- Are reversed from their normal
position inside of his body.

- More like
a mirror image, but yeah.

- So wild.

How often do you see
someone with this?

both: Never.

- Jason, Becca--
this is Dr. Rhodes.

- Hi, I'm down from
Cardiothoracic Surgery.

I'm gonna accompany you
over to run some tests.

See if we can't figure out what
caused your heart rate to spike.

- Okay.

- Shame he wouldn't
sign the release.

I wanted to shoot
the scan room in action.

- That's the thing
about the E.D.

Another story's
just a heartbeat away.

- Can you say that
again on camera?

- Yes, that'll be better.

- Ms. Goodwin,
if you have a second--

- You know, Dr. Halstead,
there was a meeting last week,

uh, open to anyone who had
concerns about the video.

I don't recall
seeing you there.

- I was not there, but--

- Dr. Stohl has assured me

that the camera
won't get in the way

of us treating our patients,

if that's your worry.

- [chuckles]
That's one of them, yeah.

- I'm gonna tell you,
I'm proud of this E.D.

I've assembled
the finest staff in the city,

and if even one patient
decides to come here

because they saw
this video on our website,

then I think
it's well worth it.

Don't you?

- Dr. Halstead?

Come round with me.

- Carry on.

- Not the most
cooperative intake ever.

- The woman in Treatment 6?

- Yeah, Laura Green.

Age 39.

MVC.

5 cm laceration on
her left upper forehead.

GS 15, no LOC.
Vitals stable.

Um...
blood and personality,

both type A.
- [chuckles]

I'll take it from here.

Thank you, Jeff.
- Sure.

- So it's really over
between you two?

- Uh-huh, why?

- Just impressed.

Personally, I could
never work alongside an ex.

Too much boil and bubble.

- Jeff and I
were good friends

before anything
happened between us.

Guess it makes it easier
to find that equilibrium again.

- Good for you.

- [groans]
No, no, no.

We're not waiving
the contingencies, no.

Oh--let me
call you right back.

I got another
doctor in here.

- Hi, Ms. Green.
I'm Dr. Manning.

Can you tell me
what happened?

- I hit
a patch of black ice.

Driving too fast.

My daughter had
another meltdown at school.

Got pulled out of a meeting
to go pick her up...

again.

- Hello, what's your name?

- Ariel. A girl
who has zero appreciation

for what it's like
to be in her mother's shoes.

No wonder I have an ulcer.
- An ulcer?

- Nothing Tums can't manage.

Look,
can we make this quick?

I am super deep
in the weeds today.

- Sure.
Let me take a look.

- [groans]
- Sorry.

- Ow.

- Okay.

You okay, Ariel?

Did you get hurt
in the crash, too?

- She's been complaining
like this for months.

I've taken her to every
GI specialist in the city

at considerable expense.

No one could find
anything wrong with her.

- It's not my stomach
this time, Mom,

it's my head.
It's throbbing.

- [whispers]
And now she's got a headache.

I think she's
trying to imitate me.

Some juvenile attempt
to mock her mother.

- Okay, uh, Laura.

I would like Plastics
to come down and sew you up

so you get the best
cosmetic result, okay?

- But I-I really do
have to get back to work.

- I will try my best
to expedite things,

but since
you're already here,

perhaps I can take a look
at your daughter?

- Yeah...
yeah, that's fine.

- Okay.

- C.J.? Sorry.
Where were we?

- I'm not
just making this up.

- Oh, I get it.

You're creating a vacuum.

I--I read about this
somewhere. I, uh...

I don't know, I'm--

I really felt compelled
to say something.

- Remind me again
why you're here, Sarah.

- Uh, Dr. Charles said
undergoing therapy

would help me become
a better psychiatrist.

And thus far,
I'd have to say he's right.

I'm learning so much.

- I hate to
break this to you, Sarah,

but what
you're doing here now

is not undergoing therapy.

- It's not?

- It feels more like
you're auditing a class.

Come here.

Come on.

Look.

What do you see?

- Um...

- Do you feel
self-conscious?

- A little.
- Good.

Self-conscious is
what we're going for.

You know what makes you
better at this job?

Being present.

Being honest.

Especially
with yourself.

Try it.

First thought,
best thought.

- Um...

Yeah, I-I-I--
I don't know what to--

what to tell you.

I mean, I've led
such a mundane life.

My--my problems
feel so pedestrian.

- Problems.

That's a great start.

Here.

Okay.

- Hour's up
at ten of, right?

- Normally.

- Well, then,
same time next week?

- You know
where to find me.

- So,
given the patient's age,

I was thinking a woven graft
with a mechanical valve.

And once we adjust
for the inversa,

it should be
a simple plug and play.

- Simple?

- Yeah, I was saying to
Dr. Bardovi earlier,

once you situate your brain
in the right way--

- You were talking
to Dr. Bardovi

about the way
I situate my brain?

- What?

- You said the way
you situate your brain.

- Oh, no, I meant it more,
like, "Once one situates..."

- I think you're
underestimating

the challenges here...

severely.

- You may be right.

Um, in that case,
I have a suggestion.

How about we put the team
through a dress rehearsal?

- A rehearsal?
- Mm-hmm.

I'll have a tech print us
a 3-D model of this heart,

and that should give us
a very clear idea

of how we'll proceed.

- If you think
it'll be worthwhile.

- Yeah, I think it'll be good
for everyone to walk through it.

- Hm.

- Keep your hands off me.

- Hey.

We're trying to help.
We just wanna take a look, okay?

- What do we have here?

- Dr. Choi,
this is Rey Ochoa,

who insisted there is
nothing at all wrong with him.

- That's weird.

Charge nurse said
he was found doubled over

on the floor of
a gas station bathroom,

screaming out in pain.

- I wasn't
screaming in pain.

Only gay ass punks do that.

- Rey,
you might not be aware,

but I'm a Navy Flight Surgeon,
still in active reserve.

And, Jeff, here
was an Army Ranger.

Seen plenty of men
screaming out in pain.

- Tougher guys than me.

- So...

How about we take a look?

- How about you suck me?

[groaning]

- Rey...
- Come on.

Seen this movie before.

Even when he says he has
something lodged up his rectum.

- Seriously?

- See how he's hunched up
on the gurney,

trying to take the pressure
off the rear end?

Plus all the lip.

The embarrassment
makes them combative.

- All right.

I'll try to get an x-ray.

- Thanks.

- Mr. Mikulski's here with
a fever and some sinus pain.

- Really bad
sinus pain, just FYI.

- Diabetic?

How's his glucose?

- Totally normal.

- They said something
in the waiting area

about signing
some kind of release.

- Not necessary,
Mr. Mikulski.

We'd like to send you
on your way ASAP.

Let's get him on a Z-Pack.

- Sorry, one second.

You see the swelling?

Under the orbit
of his left eye?

- Uh-huh.

- It's practically
imperceptible, but...

I think we should get a...

a head and sinus CT,
just to rule out

anything more concerning.

- Fever plus sinus pain
equals sinus infection.

Let's Z-Pack
and get you home.

Check back in two days
if your symptoms persist.

- Hey,
I really feel like--

- No, I'd, uh--
he's discharged.

Let's find you
something more compelling.

Let's go.

- Hey, Mags, let's get
a CBC here on Mr. Mikulski.

And, uh, don't let him leave
until the results come back.

- Uh-huh.
Go maverick.

- Mr. Clarke,
what are we looking at?

Mr. Clarke?

- Sorry,
we have a safety issue.

Everybody please step out.

Step out.
Okay, thank you.

Step out.
Laura, hey, Laura, that's you?

Security, over here.

- What's going on?

- Dr. Choi was right.

There is something
lodged in the rectum.

.

[phone ringing]

- He says he has no idea
how the gun got up there.

- All right,
what are our options?

- It's not gonna be
easy getting it out.

It's just past
his sphincter.

- Plus,
the hammer's cocked.

So if there's
a live round in there--

- Seriously?

- Could do
some real damage.

.22 single-shot derringer.

That's a big kick
for a little gun.

- So we work up a plan
to get him to the O.R.

Page the surgeon on call.

- Ms. Goodwin, I think
it'd be safer to do it here.

Jeff and I both have
weapons experience.

We sedate him.
Try to slide it out.

If we can't make it,
then we call in surgery.

- I'm in.

- Should we call C.P.D?

- Yes. We'll need
enough body armor and gear

to protect whoever's
in there with him.

And let's
keep this area clear.

- And I'll keep the cameraman
away from all this.

It's unsafe, and frankly,

it's distasteful.

- Thank you.

- The second you focus on
one pain, it disappears,

or shifts
someplace else entirely.

First it was her stomach,
then her forehead.

We move her into another room
and now it's her sinuses.

- Hm. Tricky hitting
a moving target.

- And listen,
I am predisposed

to side with anyone
against the mother,

but I don't know that
she's wrong about her daughter.

- You think
she might be faking it?

- I had
her record sent over,

and amongst other things,

she's been worked up for
achalasia, abdominal migraine,

cyclic vomiting syndrome.
All negative.

It does not appear to be
anything physiological.

- Why don't I have
a little chat?

- I would appreciate that,
thank you.

What's up with the limp?

- Rehab.

My physio's got me doing
these Swiss Ball Squats.

It's freaking brutal.

- CBC's back
on your sinus infection.

- Mm-hmm.
- You were right.

White count's elevated.

- [sighs]
Not sure it's elevated enough

to change
Stohl's mind, though.

Hand me one of those video
release forms, will you?

- For a guy always
complaining about money,

you sure put your job
on the line a lot.

- My mom keeps saying I'm doing
this for attention, but...

God,
who likes seeing doctors?

- Your leg okay?

- All of a sudden,
my knee hurts.

- Hm.

- This place freaks me out
even worse than school.

- What freaks you out
about school?

- Everything.

There's so much drama.

It makes me crazy anxious.

Sometimes I hide,
sometimes I get into fights.

- That's what happened today?

- I looked up
schizophrenia online.

It says it can start
in late adolescence.

- Mm, not usually
as early as 14, but--

I mean, are you
hearing or seeing things

that other people aren't?

- No.

But...

Sometimes, it's like...

my feelings aren't my own.

Like they're someone else's.

- Hm.

- Do you think I'm crazy?

- Uh, not really
my favorite word,

but no, no, I don't.

- Thank you.

- Let's get you what you need.

- Excuse me, Dr. Stohl?

About Ed Mikulski,
in room 4.

- I thought
I already discharged him.

- But that was before
his blood work came back

with a white count of 18,000.

I just wanted
your approval before

I send him over for scans.

He was willing
to sign a video waiver,

by the way,
if that matters.

- Well, we haven't
found anybody to follow yet,

and I did want to film
the scanning facility.

Plus Dr. Halstead
here pops on camera.

Must be the red hair.

- All right,
uh, send him over.

- Wait a second, will you?

We gotta swap out
a battery.

- Sure thing.

- Dr. Halstead?

You wouldn't be trying to
show me up on camera, would you?

- What?

- Never mind.

- I'll begin by placing
the venus cannula

in the right atrium.

- Uh,
I'm sorry, sir, but...

in this case, it's actually
the one that's on the left.

We have to remember that
everything here is mirrored.

- [sighs]

I am not
in a good position for this.

- Okay.

Let's switch sides, then.

[instruments clang]

- Atrial purse string suture.

- Where am I
supposed to be now?

- To my left.

- But then
I'll be out of the field.

- I can't move, guys,
so don't look at me.

- Am I okay, here?
- Am I in the right spot?

- Yeah, you're fine.
- Where's that suture?

- I don't wanna
reach over the patient.

- Beth, why don't you
just go stand on his right?

You two, switch.

This is why we're here,
right, folks?

We're just trying
to work out the kinks.

- I have to
reach across my body.

This is all wasted motion.

- Um, but there's
nowhere else I can stand.

- I am sick and tired
of being mocked!

I will not
abide insubordination.

- I have put up with
that ingrate for seven years.

No more.
- Beth, he's gonna calm down.

- I'm done!

[door slams]

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Ethan?
- Yeah.

- I thought we had a policy

about dealing with
polyembolokoilamania?

- I'm sorry?

- The insertion of a foreign
object into an orifice.

All patients are supposed to be
psychiatrically evaluated.

- We've got a bit of
a mitigating circumstance

here, Reese.

- The gun. Exactly.
To do what he did,

this kid must be
seriously troubled,

and now, he's
alone and terrified.

Are the restraints
really necessary?

- For the safety
of everyone, yes.

- [sighs]
Well, I-I wanna go talk to him.

How do we make that happen?

- Rey,
this is Dr. Reese.

She's gonna help
with the procedure.

- Hello, Rey.

- How much longer
is this gonna take?

- Not too much.
We're gearing up now.

- Is it okay if I sit with him
until we get started, if...

that's okay with you?

- [groans]
Sure.

You can stay.
- Okay.

- [groans]

- Dr. Halstead.

You--you got a second?

- Yeah, of course.

- I just wanted to say...

I appreciate you going
the extra mile here.

With the diabetes,
let's just say

I've seen my share
of doctors over the years.

So few of them
really listen to you,

especially
in the emergency room.

- I'm just doing my job,
Mr. Mikulski.

You don't need to thank me.

- I know...

but I want to.

It's the first time I felt like
someone was in my corner.

I'll tell anyone
who's listening.

This is the best hospital
in the city, hands down.

- Thank you for
saying that, Ed.

- Any time.

- Your guy's scans came back.

Sinus opacification

and invasion through
the cribriform plate.

It's mucormycosis,
most likely.

And Stohl wanted
to send him home.

Who looks like he doesn't
know basic anatomy now?

It's an amazing catch,
Dr. Halstead.

- I knew it.

- Yeah.

You the man, Will.

But this is bad news
for your patient, right?

- Yeah.

- I like your tattoos.

Who designed them?

- Me.
- You're really talented.

You go to school for that?

- No.

Just fool around on my own.

- Huh.
- I saw you looking at my scars.

You're not gonna
ask me about them?

- Do you wanna
tell me about them?

- What are you,
a shrink or something?

- Not yet.

Officially,
I'm still training.

Do you cut yourself, Rey?

- I'm not crazy.

- I know.

What I'm discovering
doing this is...

how we all do things
that we can't explain.

Things we say,
things we do to ourselves.

Maybe we're
just experimenting.

To see how it feels.

Or...

maybe we're reliving something
that happened to us in the past.

Did something
happen to you, Rey?

- Dr. Reese?

Mr. Ochoa.

- The hell is this?

People are saying
you're some kind of freak.

- It's not
what it looks like, Papa.

It was for Wilmer.

- Your cousin?

That fool's in Crook County.

- He asked me
to smuggle a gun in for him.

Said he needed
to protect himself.

The guy
in front of me beeped

going through
the metal detector.

They tackled him
to the ground.

I guess...

I panicked.

Ran out before
they could search me.

The pain must have
made me pass out.

Sorry.

I know I messed up.

- No.

No, mijo.

You done good.

You tell them
it was okay to remove it?

It's my son.
- No, we understand--

- No. No,
it's not gonna happen.

I'm sorry.

- [sighs]

We'll have to put
the procedure on hold.

- Why?

- Our patient just
confessed to a crime.

That means the gun
is considered evidence.

And since his father convinced
him to withdraw consent,

.

- Breaking bad news is the most
sobering of our obligations.

No matter how many
times you do it,

it never gets any easier.

I fe--

- Excuse me.
One second.

- Yeah?

- Any chance we can
do this off-camera?

- Off-camera?

- He didn't sign up for this.

And it's probably
not gonna make the video.

- You're wrong.

People wanna see
how compassionate we can be.

- But, uh...
it's so intrusive.

- You can't have it both ways.

You wanted a release?

This is what happens
when they sign it.

- A fungal infection
in my brain?

That--
that doesn't sound good.

- No, not at all
what we were hoping for,

but let's just take this
one step at a time.

Okay--
- Just so I know

what we're
talking about here...

is this the kind of thing that
could keep me in the hospital?

- I would plan
on that, yes.

- Should I plan on
ever leaving?

- If it's advanced enough
to require surgery,

then you should know there's
about a 90% mortality rate.

- [gasping]
Oh, oh, my God.

- I'm so sorry.

- Yes,
it's a lot to process.

- I'm just glad
you spotted it when you did.

Thank you.

Thank you, both.

- State's attorneys
secured the warrant.

We're a go.

- I don't believe that story
Rey's telling about the gun,

do you?

- About smuggling it
into jail?

Who knows?
- Did you notice the scars?

On Rey's arms?

I'm pretty sure
he's been cutting himself.

He's no stranger
to self-harm.

- I'm sympathetic,
Sarah, I truly am.

I don't know what
you want me to do, though.

- I just want another chance
to get him to open up

before he's swallowed up
by the system.

- How about we start by making
sure he survives this, okay?

- That should do it.

- Thank you, Dr. Pellino.

Looks good.

I am, however, still
concerned about your ulcer.

Have you ever thought about
maybe speaking to somebody

about reducing your stress?

- I can manage my stress.

If I don't, then
the next person will.

How's my daughter?

Did you find anything?
- No, not yet.

- Surprise, surprise.

Listen, Dr. Manning,

I appreciate your efforts,
but I'm gonna need you

to discharge
me and my daughter.

I'll sign out against medical
advice if necessary.

- Sure.

I'll get
the paperwork started.

- Thanks.

Yeah, hi.

- Hey.
Any progress?

- Definitely
stressed out and anxious.

Whether it rises to the level
of a disorder, I don't know.

She mentioned a potentially
unhealthy association with food,

but I'm just--
I'm not getting

an eating disorder
vibe from her, you know?

- Me neither.

Her weight is normal
for her height.

She's not showing
any signs of malnourishment.

- And she says
her stomachache's gone,

her headache's gone.

Her knee
is hurting her now.

I was thinking
we could give her a benzo

to see if
alleviating her anxiety

might tell us something
about her physical symptoms?

- Unfortunately,
we don't have time.

The mom wants to leave now.

- Dr. Charles?

Dr. Latham called.

Asked you to come
to his office.

He says it's urgent.

- Tell him
I'll be right there.

- Okay.

- I've been staring
at these scans all afternoon

in a mirror
trying to retrain my brain.

It's not working.

The TMS treatments have elicited
a very positive response.

They've made
my brain more flexible,

my thinking more supple.

Perhaps if I had
another treatment?

- Wait.

You're saying
you wanna undergo...

a TMS treatment
to prepare you to operate?

- Yes. I was going to
talk to Dr. Weyland today,

but she's unavailable.

- Yeah, well,

she would tell you the same
thing that I'm about to,

which is no.

- Why not?

- You shouldn't
do anything risky,

let alone perform
open-heart surgery.

It would be derelict.

- [inhales]
Tell me, then,

what is the solution?

- Well, the solution
is to realize

that you don't have to
carry all the weight

on your shoulders.

You have an excellent team.
Rely on your team,

rely on Connor.
- No, I can't.

I see the world
differently now.

The sarcasm,
the hidden agendas.

Even when my window is closed,
I know they're there.

I have no one
to rely on now but myself.

- I think you'll find that
that's not the case.

- It's like trying to cut
your hair in front of a mirror.

Left is right,
right is left...

impossible.

- Left to right...

right to left...

[monitor flatlining]

- Dr. Halstead...

- He's having a seizure.

Five of Ativan, stat.
- On it.

[monitor beeping]
Feet are flushed.

- Below Y-O-2?
- Suction ready.

- Ready.

- I'm gonna be
working late tonight,

but Mai will stay
with you until then.

And don't even
think about using this

as an excuse
not to do your homework.

- Watch his airway.

- Seriously, Ariel,
you've made your point.

Stop putting on a show.

Ariel?
Oh, my God.

- Ariel?

- She's having a seizure.

- No, I don't think so.

There's no nystagmus,
and her muscle movements

are not asynchronous.

- Then what is
wrong with her?

- We need to isolate her.
- What?

- She needs
to be isolated, now.

I need an empty room, now!

- We're gonna
get started now, Rey.

If you feel any discomfort,
just tell us.

- I need you to stop
moving your leg, Rey.

- Where am I?

- Just keep still, bud.
- Almost there.

- What?

[gun fires]
- [groans]

- [screams]
- We've got a gun vacated.

- [groaning]
- Jeff!

- Go, go!
- Are you okay, Jeff?

- Agh! I'm all right,
I'm all right. How's he?

- Exit wound in the right lower
quadrant, we need a trauma lab.

Pack the wound and
let's get him to the O.R.

Ready?
One, two, three.

- [groaning]
- All right, we're moving him.

- Let me take a look.

- All right, watch your backs.
Coming through.

.

[camcorder beeps]

- How we doing?
- Okay.

- How's that knee doing?

- It feels fine, actually.

- What if I told you that
that was because...

I just took an Advil?

- I don't understand.

Ow!

Why'd you do that?

- It feel like
I just slapped you?

- Yes!

- I'm sorry.

- I don't like this game.

- I don't understand.

Ow!
Why'd you do that?

- Feel like I just slapped you?
- Yes.

- I'm sorry.

- What were you doing
to my daughter?

- I was trying to
confirm a diagnosis.

Um...I want neurology
to run some tests,

but based on this
and Ariel's history,

I think that she has a condition
called mirror touch synesthesia.

- What?

- It's a condition that--
that causes her to experience

the physical sensations
and emotions of the people

that she's
interacting with...

as her own.

My left knee hurts,

Ariel feels it in her right.

I slap my right cheek,

she feels like
her left is being slapped.

She's mirroring me.

- Her stomach--

she's responding
to your ulcer,

not imitating you.

She's literally
feeling your pain.

- Whoever
heard of such a thing?

- It's a pretty
recent discovery,

the existence of
these mirror neurons.

- Is there a cure?

- Not yet,
but there are...

coping strategies
we can teach her

to help her
manage her condition.

[cell phone buzzing]
- Uh--

[cell phone buzzing]

I'm sorry, I--

[cell phone buzzing]
I have to get this.

Yeah?

- I cannot believe this woman.

- How's that old saying go?

You can lead
a horse to water,

but you can't make it
gaze at its own reflection.

- Page me when he's all set.
- Yes, Doctor.

- Oh, excuse me.

Dr. Rhodes?

Looks like I'm filling in
for Beth today.

I understand there's
some confusion about

where we're supposed
to be standing?

- Uh, yeah...

uh...

Let me get back
to you on that.

Beth.

- Forget it.
- No, please, please, please.

- I'm not changing my mind!
- Nope, no, no, no, no.

Just one second of your time.

Look, I am not gonna try and
defend Dr. Latham's behavior.

- He flung
a tray past my head.

Not the first time,
by the way.

- But he is the guy that's gotta
try to save that patient's life,

and while you and I
both know that

he would never
admit it out loud,

he relies on you.

I mean, come on,
we rely on each other.

We're a team.

- Someone
should tell him that.

He treats us like dirt.

- Yeah.

But I do know this
about Dr. Latham.

He always has the patient's
best interests at heart,

and we should too.

Really?

- Dr. Rhodes.
My office, please.

- Yes, sir.

- Close the door.

- Dr. Latham,
I'm not sure how much of that

you heard back there.
- I believe most of it.

- If I said anything
that may have offended you,

I'm sorry. Uh...
I was only trying--

- There's something
I should share with you.

I have been
recently diagnosed

with an autism
spectrum disorder.

Asperger's.

- Okay.

- I'm not revealing this
to elicit sympathy from you,

or as a means
to justify my behavior.

I simply feel it might be
beneficial for you to know.

- I think it might be.

- I am unable to discern whether
you're being sarcastic or not.

That's part of the disorder.

It also makes it
difficult for me to

improvise
from my set routine.

I confess, I...

I'm uneasy about the surgery
we're about to perform.

Can I rely on you
to help me through it?

- Tell me there was
no brown in there.

- [snorts] You're right.
- How's our human shield doing?

- Just finished
washing it out now.

- That's what I get for
trusting a squid with a firearm.

- Ha.
- Thank you, both.

Really.

- Ms. Goodwin?

If you have a second?

The fungal infection
is quite advanced.

Okay, Mr. Mikulski's
on his way up to the O.R.

and at this stage, he's not
gonna survive this.

- There's nothing we could have
done; it was a bad, bad break.

- I don't see how we can use
any of the footage we shot.

- I disagree.

We couldn't have gotten
a better endorsement for you,

or the hospital.

- His endorsement
is meaningless.

He just said what he thought
we wanted to hear.

Not to mention,
we're exploiting him!

- Exploiting?

He signed the release.

What are we arguing about?

- He only did it
'cause I convinced him to.

I'm not sure he really
wanted to sign the release.

- All right, let's--

let's give the patient a chance
to rescind the release.

- What? Why?

- Because it's
the right thing to do.

- Thank you, Ms. Goodwin.

- Dr. Halstead.

You convinced him
to sign the release,

yet you led me to believe
you objected to all of this.

- I felt
I needed some ammo

when I told Stohl
I was ordering the scans.

- Uh-huh.

So in other words, you used
the release to get your way?

No, no, no.

Go talk to your patient,

.

[monitor beeping]

- Last thing to do is to
anastamose the right coronary.

- The right coronary...

- I have an angle to get you
a better position,

if you don't mind, Dr. Latham?
- No, please, go ahead.

- All right.

It doesn't appear as though

it's gonna be
long enough to fit,

unless you're seeing
something different?

- Let's get some blood in there
to see how the vessel lays

when the heart's inflated.

Clamp your venus, Paul,

give us some volume.

- Yes, sir.

- Looks like it'll fit.

- Good.

Let's empty out the heart
and finish up.

- 6-0 prolene?

- Thank you, Beth.

- There you go.
I like it.

- Oh, hey,
Dr. Halstead.

Thanks for coming up.

How do I look?
[chuckles

Whoa,
where's that camera guy?

- Hey, listen.

About that...

I'm sorry.

This promo video has been a huge
violation in your privacy.

I know you were hesitant
to sign the release, so...

You rip that up
if you want,

and we will not use
any of the footage.

- Let me ask you
a question, Dr. Halstead.

Do I look familiar to you?

I mean, from before today?

- I don't think so.
Why?

- I recognize you.

You sometimes park
in that lot across the street.

I work there
as an attendant.

Almost 20 years now.

- Sorry, I never
really paid attention.

- Oh, no, that's okay.

I don't make
much of an impression.

I've had more than enough
privacy for one person.

So I'm okay
having that violated now

if it means I wasn't
invisible to the very end.

I just want my life
to have meant something.

- Dr. Halstead?

- Are you ready,
Mr. Mikulski?

- Yes, I am.

- Okay.

- Hey.

I heard what happened.
Are you okay?

This?

Might leave a scar,
but that's it.

- Well, at least you'll have
a good story to tell, right?

- [chuckles]

I don't think anybody
will believe this one.

- Okay, see you.

- Yeah, see you.

- It's a cylinder...
it's shiny.

- Sorry to interrupt.
- Not at all, we're just--

We're just doing
a visualization exercise.

Again.
Close your eyes again, Ariel.

And...
do you see your shield?

Okay. Now keep
describing it to me.

- It's gold.

It surrounds me.

It protects me from
other people's pain,

and emotions.

- Okay,
keep seeing your shield.

Now open your eyes.

What happens when I do this?

- It feels like you're
touching my arm still.

The shield's not working.

- Visualization--
it's a skill.

It takes practice.

And just so you know,
when I visualize my shield--

and be warned 'cause
I'm a total geek about this--

Hey, come on, now.

You're not allowed
to get down on yourself.

This is our very first run
at this; you're doing great.

- It's not that.

I just got really sad.

Don't know why.

- Will you excuse me?

- Okay, let's try it again.

Close your eyes.

- Hey, Dr. Latham.

Uh, a bunch of us are going
for drinks over at Molly's.

Maybe you want to join us?

- I don't go to bars.

- Maybe
another time, then.

- I hear they're gonna
transfer you to the hospital

at the county jail.

I don't believe
that story you told earlier.

I know you thought it's what
your father wanted to hear,

but it would be
a shame to go to jail

for something you didn't do.

- I'm not afraid
of going to jail.

- That secret
you're holding onto

just put a hole in your gut.

If you don't open up, imagine
what might happen next time.

All you have to do is call,

and we can keep talking.

- You don't understand
anything, do you?

You want me to talk?

Open up?

And say what?

That I'm some kind of freak?

I'd rather go to jail.

Forever.

- She can really feel
the pain of everyone she sees?

- Yes.

- [exhales]
Oh, God.

I can't imagine how hard
this has been for her.

I took her
to every specialist.

I did what the doctors
told me to.

I thought she was faking.

- There's no way
you could've known.

- I am hurting
my own daughter.

How am I supposed
to protect her from this

if I'm part of the problem?

- It won't be easy.

But...
she feels what she sees.

If she sees a happy person,
she feels happiness.

And if she sees someone
who's constantly anxious...

[sighs]

- You really don't
know anything, do you?

[indistinct chatter]

- There you go, Bardi.

There you go.

Cheers, everybody.

- Cheers!

- Dr. Latham.

You change your mind?

- Not yet,
but I am working on it.

- Come join us.