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Previously on Brilliant Minds. Is this
an address?

It's where your father is.

I knew we'd meet sooner or later.

Who are you? Sophia.

I live in the unit upstairs.

I don't think Sophia exists.

You think that will hallucinate a
patient?

Why do you do that? Do what? Flirt with
me.

Is it for sport? You have a girlfriend.

I had a fling. It's long old.

What are you looking for?

There's Sophia's file.

I hope you'll think of us if you ever
have someone in need. Thank you, Amelia.

You want to go to Hudson Oaks?

To save Sophia.

I need to.

Can you recite your full name?

Can you recite your full name?

Dr. Oliver Samuel Wolf.

Have you had any alcohol or drugs within
the last 24 hours?

Yes, both.

Recreationally.

On average, how many hours of sleep do
you get a night?

I don't know.

Three, maybe four. Any family history of
mental illness?

Yes. My father has bipolar disorder.

Here at Hudson Oak, patient comfort is
paramount. Don't think of it as a

hospital. Think of it as your home and
the staff and your family.

That being said, there are house rules.

Residence doors are expected to remain
open during daytime hours, and visiting

hours are twice a day.

Lights out at 10 p .m.

I don't have anything sharp in there. No
drugs, no weapons.

You can get your sneakers back, but
we'll need the laces.

All residents are expected to
participate in group activities. We have

incredible arts therapy program. Did you
know that Van Gogh painted his

masterpiece Starry Night while in a
psychiatric facility?

The price of greatness.

Hold your arms up for me. Any history of
self -harm?

No.

Your room is right down here to the
right. Our first session will be

morning. I'll give you your schedule
then.

You're my doctor?

Yeah. Don't worry.

Dr. Pierce filled in the gaps when I
spoke to her, but I'm very eager for us

get to know each other.

I thought I was seeing things.

Like, there's no way Wolf is here in my
room to rescue me, but you actually

faked a psychotic break to save me.

She won't be any dead.

Give me some time to get the lay of the
land.

First, we need to get your file to see
what kind of fabricated diagnosis

using to keep you here.

If I'm being honest, Ollie, I'm not sure
they are fabricated. I think I'm here

because I need to be. That's what Amelia
wants you to think. She wants you to be

sick. But I am your doctor, Sophia.

There is nothing wrong with you.

Spec plate for the braised short ribs is
ready. Where are we on the guacia for

the lineup?

Burning chicken now, chef.

We've got 10 minutes to doors. Let's
move.

Yes, chef.

Nari, tell the new guy my moth pod is
off -limits.

Off -limits?

It's planned.

It needs more umami. Sorry, Chef.

Sorry won't cut it when Tejal Rao
obliterates us on the times because our

broth tastes like it came out of a can.

Chef.

Chef, you're on fire.

Oliver, you have been here over a week.
And we have made zero progress.

When you allow childhood wounds to
follow you and... Are you aware that all

other patients and some of the nurses
even call you Amelia Bedelia?

Do you remember those clever little
books about the maid who gets everything

wrong?

Who came up with that charming nickname?

Sophia?

I'm not talking about Sophia with you. I
know you convinced her to come here.

I've seen you do it before, poaching
patients from Bronx General.

trying to convince them that they need
help. That's right. Sophia was your

patient.

Remind me, what is her last name?

Check her file.

I don't have her file, because she isn't
a patient here. If you expect me to

trust you, Dr. Frederick, stop lying to
me. I know the protocol.

I checked myself in here voluntarily, so
did she, and it is within our rights to

request a discharge.

Legally, you can keep us here for
another 72 hours for evaluation, and

both will be walking out of this place.

I promise you, Oliver.

If I do my job right, you will be
walking out of this building alone.

The clock starts now.

Dr.

Pierce, did you know that I am an expert
at the art of blowing off steam?

You free tonight?

That depends.

Does blowing off steam involve drink?

Martinis are mandatory.

Give me some credit for knowing you.

Pick you up in 12 hours.

All right.

Oh, hey, Dr.

Pierce. Any updates on Dr. Wolf?

Any chance he'll be discharged soon? I
don't know.

I'm not his doctor. Can we at least go
visit him and have a nap? What Wolf

right now is time and faith, especially
from his well -meaning but over -eager

intern.

I, uh...

I have to be honest, Stevens. I'm
starting to get sick of the word

So am I.

The good news is the board wants to meet
to discuss making you the permanent

chief of medicine.

What's the bad news?

They want a plan in place for neurology.

Dr. Wolfe has run his course.

On top of all his other infractions, he
came here in the midst of a psychiatric

episode. Well, I was there that day.

I'm not going to show you. I put a swift
end to it.

No one was harmed. A sign of great
leadership.

But replacing Wolf is the board's bottom
line.

You have to put the institution above
any doctor.

Atomic element number one.

The simplest of all elements, but also
the... It looks unique.

Hi,

Oliver.

Hi, Dr.

Adler. We're about to break out the clay
if you'd like to join the group and

make some pottery.

Let me guess, the malleability of the
clay is a metaphor for personal growth.

I should be able to draw the nine
circles of hell without someone asking

it's symbolic expression.

I just want my art to be... The plan
starts now. Let's go.

Wait, what plan? The plan to break into
Amelia's office and steal your file.

Oliver, this is not a good idea. Wait,
what happened to the girl who convinced

me to trash my dad's apartment?

Bring her back.

You've got to be here somewhere.

Not.

What is your last name again? Why can't
I remember? Usually I'm bad with faces,

but good with names.

You're never going to find it.

You have little faith.

How did you get in here, Oliver?

This is not the behavior of someone who
is ready to be discharged.

You called Nero for a burn?

Shh.

Less talking.

Listen for what you don't hear.

I would be screaming my head off.

Yeah.

So my nerves are a little fried.

In my line of work, you suffer enough
cuts and burns, you get desensitized.

I've worked with Chef for years. He's
never had this many accidents.

Mr. Tang, is the reduced sensitivity to
pain why you waited a week to be seen?

You know the odds of failure for a
restaurant in New York? I can't afford a

off. And if I could, I wouldn't spend it
here. Well, since you are here, we can

have our team work you up for what could
be a neuropathy. If you're going to

hold me hostage, then I want Dr. Wolf.

The guy knew me before I had any
Michelin stars.

Unfortunately, Dr. Wolf is taking some
time off.

Bull, he doesn't take time off.

And I don't want to be relegated to the
B team. Could you page him? We wish we

could, Chef.

But there are extenuating circumstances.

This is why people hate hospitals. It's
just a bunch of egomaniacal control

freaks who think they're always right.

Chef.

I think you ought to stick around.

Wolf or no wolf.

Shifting, we have a private room at your
disposal.

My mom taught me to never stand still in
a hospital. You can't trust it. My mom

hates hospitals, too. Swore she'd never
visit me at work. I always say it's no

Ritz -Carlton, but it's better than the
alternative.

Yeah, well, my mom's dead, so... And my
condolences to you.

Chef, good news. Your blood and urine
tests came back normal. The next step

would be an MRI.

An MRI?

Forget it. I'm done.

Okay? Tell Wolf to swing by the
restaurant. I'll be there, dead or

Something is really wrong with him.

It's not just the burns.

He's been having coordination issues. A
couple of days ago, he knocked over a

tray of desserts in the kitchen.

And that never happened.

We appreciate the intel, but he's
refusing treatment.

Unless you can convince him otherwise.

Pretty sure he'd rather wear adult
diapers than agree to stay here.

But I'll see what I can do.

Why would a guy risk his life just
because Dr. Wolf is not here to see him?

someone explain that logic?

It would be so much easier if we could
just be honest with Johnny.

No one wants to hear their doctors in a
psych ward.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

I checked myself into a psych facility
for a few days once.

I was on the razor's edge studying for
board.

Needed a break from life.

Dana, I didn't know that.

I guess I don't talk about it because I
still have some weird residual shame.

It was the loneliest three days of my
life.

My point is, it can't be easy for Wolf.

Every time Jeff comes to visit, I think,
maybe this time he'll bring our

daughter. He never does.

Personally, I think it's a little more
traumatizing for an eight -year -old to

think her mother keeps leaving her to go
on vacation.

Maybe the staff can give me a spray tan
before discharge.

Really give her something to talk about
in therapy one day.

Thanks, Ruby.

What about you, Oliver?

You want to break your vow of silence
today?

No.

I'll give my time to someone who needs
it.

Or maybe we could talk about your
superiority complex.

Seriously, when is he going to stop
acting like he doesn't belong here?

None of us belong here.

Hudson Oaks is locking people up against
their will. Today, it may be Sophia.

Tomorrow, it could be any of us. Okay,
well, the last psych facility I was in

discharged me after 72 hours because
they needed the bed.

I went home and swallowed a bottle of
pills.

So I feel pretty lucky to be here.

Finally getting long -term care.

A month ago, I couldn't get out of bed,
and now...

I wake up happy to be alive.

I'm sorry.

I think that's a good place to end.

Until tomorrow, my friends.

I find your concern for Sophia

admirable. I'm sure she'd like to see
you.

Tell you a few things on her mind.

Why don't I unlock the seclusion room on
my way out tonight?

Help you two get on the same page.

If

this is

stand -up comedy, we're not friends
anymore.

I got enough friends.

Woman.

Woman.

Woman.

Any of y 'all old enough to get that
reference?

That you know.

All right. So thank you all for being
here tonight. For those of you that are

new. I started this gathering as a way
for us at Bronx General to open up in

community and get a few things off our
chests.

So, why don't I kick us off?

Two days ago, I treated a child who
suffered a pneumothorax. I placed the

tube routinely.

Suddenly, there was a complication, and
for a few seconds, I thought the kid was

going to die as a result. Now, I quickly
corrected for the complication, and all

was well.

The kid and the parents went home, sure
they did their normal routine, you know,

bath time, bedtime.

They never knew there was a split second
where they were almost robbed of the

mundanity of life.

But I knew, and I can't stop thinking
about it, but I know it helps to

talk about it.

Thank you for letting me share.

Oliver will be thrilled to see a
friendly face for his very first

Thanks. I can take it from here.

Dr. Wolf.

Hi.

Erica.

Hi.

Welcome to my office.

Please.

I hope it's okay that I'm here.

Dr. Pierce said we'd give you some time,
but you know me, I get in pain.

Speaking of, an old patient of yours
came by today.

Didn't want to be treated by anyone who
wasn't Dr. Wolf.

He got really upset and then proceeded
to pee his pants.

Chef Johnny Tang, ring a bell? Johnny's
more my friend. His mom was my patient.

She had MS, relentless progression,
despite meds and other interventions.

died a few years ago.

So we have urinary incontinence. What
are his other symptoms?

He's presenting with pretty profound
sensory neuropathy. Second -degree burns

his arm. Didn't even feel them. Tests
have been normal so far, but now I'm

wondering. That's not a simple
inheritance pattern, but his mother's

does increase his risk of MS somewhat.

It's worth a workout.

Well, the only problem is he refused to
stay in the hospital.

He can be pretty stubborn, but his
symptoms are concerning.

If I weren't in here, I would pay him a
visit, observe him in his element.

Say no more.

I can go and report back.

Great.

Good night, Oliver.

Um, good night.

Can you wait for me in the parking lot?
This is my window to save Sophia, and I

have to take it right now. I need a
getaway car.

Keep the engine running.

I took the bus.

Sophia, I've got your file. I know how
to get a key card. We have to get out of

here. No.

When you leave this place, you have to
leave without me.

Did Amelia tell you that?

I don't abandon my patients.

Holly, check the file again.

We need to talk.

It's all there in writing. I'm you.
You're me.

You know, you are real. I told Carol you
were here. That's why she brought me.

Poor Dr. Pierce. She had to play along.
She just wants you to get better.

Look, but you walked into my dad's
apartment.

Because you needed me to.

Remember what you said to Dr. Porter?

Unprocessed trauma can break a person.

How do you know I said that to him?

First to Oliver, we're the same person.

Look, your father.

Made you feel unworthy. So you
created... What's the technical term?

file.

A protective delusion.

Yes, that's right.

You made up a patient you could save.

You needed me to feel worthy.

You needed me to escape.

You needed me to let go.

You needed me to face your past.

Most of all...

You needed me to get help.

Don't cry, Ollie.

It's been real.

Poor choice of words, but you know what
I mean.

I'm not staying here without you. I'm
sticking to the plan. This is the plan.

You belong here. No, I'm not him.

I'm not my dad.

Prove it.

Get better, Wolf.

I don't want you to go.

I have to go.

Hi, Amelia.

Ruby Berry, she's getting better by the
day. And I really think she'll be ready

for discharge by the end of the week. I
don't know.

She was in quite a state when her
husband admitted her.

A discharge at this stage, it just feels
premature.

Why roll the dice?

Let's keep her here a little bit longer
in your excellent care.

I will talk to the family.

Facility is all locked out. Okay.

Security unit.

Okay, I'm with you. I repeat, facility
is all outside.

Hold Walker. Go,

go, go.

Oliver, there's nowhere to go.

Grab him.

Come on.

Don't do this.

It's high time we be honest about why
you're here.

Either we talk about him or we keep
doing the same song and dance.

You had me restrained. You sedated me.

And now you want me to open up to you.

Oliver, we didn't have a choice.

I know it's hard.

I can't imagine what you've been
through. When your father showed up

years of pretending to be dead, I think
it shook your entire sense of self.

core elements of your personality, all
of it was built on the traumatic memory

of your dad dying. And then you found
out it wasn't true.

And I think that your psyche simply
couldn't process the enormity of that

And that's where Sophia comes in.

Does that sound about right?

Sophia's gone.

But I don't want to talk to you about
this.

I want another doctor.

My mom didn't bother writing down
recipes.

She made me learn them by cooking with
her. And this is her signature dish.

Ma's Lao Song Tang.

Enjoy. Thank you, Chef.

You don't like it?

Oh, no. It's delicious, Chef.

Good.

Chef Johnny couldn't feel fire, but I
don't think that's the only thing that's

blunted.

He's the chef who can't taste.

Okay, don't move.

How's the arm feeling?

I wish I could say it hurt like a
mother, but it feels fine.

This is MS, isn't it? Johnny, we just
started our workup.

We don't know what this is yet. Even if
it is MS, there are effective new drugs.

That's what Dr. Wolf told my mom.

Always something on the horizon, but her
disease never stabilized.

Every time she came to Wolf's office, he
tried to help her look at the positive.

He'd tell her that her life was still
worth living.

Was it?

I think she'd say it was.

Why don't we get going on that LP and
MRI?

Get some answers.

Carolyn, in your professional opinion,
how long do you think Wolf will need

before coming back to work? How has he
seemed to you? Well, actually, I don't

know. I haven't visited him yet.

I didn't think it would be helpful to
his healing process. I just wanted to

him a space.

He doesn't need me hovering like his
mother.

Speaking of Muriel... I haven't told her
yet.

I promised Wolf I wouldn't. I can't go
back on that.

Why? Is there something else you should
know?

Sorry to interrupt. I have some MRI
results I need to go over with you, Dr.

Nichols. We'll talk later.

Thank you, sir.

Our patient has a family history of MS.

One second, Dr. Porter.

Hello? Josh, I'm at Hudson Oaks. They
took away the phone you gave me. Listen,

we don't have much time. They won't let
me leave. I need your help. Slow down,

slow down.

Who said you can't leave? This place is
awful. I have no control over anything.

No autonomy.

Just give me a minute. Please, just give
me a minute.

Now.

Get off of me.

Hey,

we don't need to restrain a patient from
making a phone call. Leave Dr. Wolf

alone. Thank you.

It's so sad what's happened to Oliver.
But don't worry, things are running

smoother than ever. I want you to know
that this neuro department is in good

hands.

I'm sure Dr. Wolf appreciates your
concern.

But let me remind you, Dr. Porter, that
as a second year resident, your

authority on neuro ends at the hem of
your lab coat.

Chain of command runs through me, then
Dr. Pierce. Fully respect that.

I just wanted to offer my leadership.

To help keep the ship afloat. Let me see
those MRI results.

Johnny, you don't have multiple
sclerosis.

Your lumbar puncture was totally normal.
And we've reviewed your MRI results

with Dr. Nichols.

Nothing consistent with MS.

Then what's going on with me?

The next step would be an EMG and nerve
conduction studies to take a better look

at why you've lost sensation.

But... Actually, Johnny, any chance
you're in the mood

for a field trip?

It's good to see you, Wolf.

How long has it been?

Since Mom's funeral.

Look at us, matching hospital bracelets.

Well, how the mighty have fallen. I'm
sorry you had to come here. Don't

apologize.

I've lost a few friends who were too
ashamed to get help.

I don't want to lose another one.

It takes a lot of courage to be here,
Dr. Wolf.

Probably takes a lot of courage to eat
this food, too.

It's inhumane.

Maybe you can make me dinner when I get
discharged.

All my taste buds ain't what they used
to be.

I bet that makes the connection to your
mom feel more tenuous.

After my mom died, I couldn't eat for
weeks.

The grief made this hole in the pit of
my stomach.

People don't realize that grief has a
lot of physical symptoms.

At first, mine felt more psychological.

Like, now I can only eat if I cook in my
mom's old ceramic pot.

Breakfast, lunch, dinner, all the soups
and stews that she taught me to make.

It actually helped until one day
everything went bland.

Approximately how long ago was that?

In about three weeks.

Was loss of taste your first symptom?

No.

I noticed that my coordination was off.

I couldn't chop as fast. My vision would
blur.

There was a ton of brain fog.

I had trouble remembering recipes that
I'd invented.

But when my sense of taste and smell
left, that was like another death.

A complete void.

Like all my senses had gone blank.

Like, like my appetite for life.

Gone.

Johnny.

Somebody give me 10 milligrams of
diazepam fast.

I'm going to clear the airway. This
feature can cause hypopathy.

Right here, Johnny. Right here.

Anchoring bias.

My patient's mother had MS, and
therefore the mistake would be to

anchor his own symptoms within the range
of demyelinating disorders.

What could be the ideology behind the
chronic progression of neuropathy,

incontinence, loss of coordination, loss
of taste, and totally normal

neuroimaging?

Uh, indigestion.

Inflammation? Yes, Ruby.

Inflammatory changes. That was where my
mind went, too. Except now, I think it's

simply the illusion of inflammation, a
masquerader of something else. When

Johnny seized and I opened his mouth to
protect his airway, I did notice that

his gums appeared inflamed. Uh, not from
bacteria.

Uh, um... Oh.

Oh. Ruby.

A2.

But from lead.

Johnny's gums reveal a sign of lead
toxicity, and that could explain all of

other neurogenic symptoms.

And the most common cause of lead
exposure in a kitchen... would be an

heirloom pot with a lead -based glaze.

Doc?

Can I use the phone? Are you asking for
permission?

That's progress, Doc.

Go for it.

Dr. Wolf, you are literally a lifesaver.

We'll get started on those tests right
away.

Kenny, I just got off the phone with Dr.
Frederick.

You took Johnny Tang to go see Dr. Wolf
at Hudson Oaks where he suffered a

seizure in the middle of a psych
hospital? To be fair, Johnny is back now

recovering. I don't see the problem.

Wolf is still our boss even when he's in
a psych facility.

Plus, visiting him paid off. Wolf wants
us to test Johnny for lead poisoning.

All of his symptoms align. This is
unacceptable.

Enough, Charlie.

This isn't even about me visiting Wolf.

This is about you finally realizing that
you spent your whole life hating

someone who never deserved it.

Silver, when do you clock out? I could
really use a drinking buddy.

In about an hour.

But I'm not going to make sure of these
again. There's way too many finance

bros.

Dr. Nichols, you've surpassed all of our
expectations.

Costs are down, patient satisfaction
scores are up, and you averted a major

disaster with that carbon monoxide leak.
What can I say? It's never a dull

moment here, Bronx General.

Speaking of lively department, have you
prepared a list of candidates to replace

Dr. Wolf?

I have not.

And I don't plan to.

Yes, Wolf is struggling.

But it is temporary. He will heal, and I
guarantee he'll come back to us a

better doctor.

No one in this room, no physician
anywhere, is immune to what Oliver's

through. It could be any of us.

One of our doctors is getting help, help
he needs, help we encourage our

patients to get.

Why does that make so many of us
uncomfortable?

Because we're expected to be invincible?

If we terminate him, we stigmatize the
very thing we represent.

You don't fire a dentist who gets a
cavity.

On my watch, Dr. Wolf stays on as head
of neuro.

He is the man for the job, the once -in
-a -lifetime doctor who cares more about

his patients than all of us in here
combined.

And if my stance costs me the role of
chief, well,

so be it.

Now, I do realize there are times we
need to put this institution above the

doctors.

To that end, I would like to start the
process to terminate the residency of

Charlie Porter.

Chef, good news.

Wolf was right.

Your blood test confirmed lead
poisoning, a totally reversible disorder

it's been caught. Even your sense of
smell and taste should return with a

treatment called IV chelation. It's like
a magnet for lead in the bloodstream.

I don't know what to say.

Thank you.

Could this happen again?

Do you know how we got the lead
poisoning?

We think his mother's ceramic pot is the
source.

The glaze can contain lead, and over
time, that can lead to significant lead

poisoning, especially if you've been
cooking in it that frequently.

It's my one connection to her. I doubt
that.

Johnny, I know it seems wrong to let go
of something we love, but if we don't,

grief slowly takes hold in us.

In this case, it could have killed you.

The only thing you have to do is let the
medication work and get the much

-needed rest.

Easier said than done?

No, I've turned a new leaf.

If Dr. Wolf can trust his team and take
time off to get better, I can muster the

courage.

Why is he being nice?

Is that a symptom of lead poisoning?

No, I'd say it's one of the positive
side effects of a near -death

Nara, you're running dinner service
tonight.

You know what?

You can't put your Hong Shou Rao on the
menu.

Go.

Thank you, Chef.

Yes.

Slow down.

I'm headed to the bar again tonight if
you want to join.

It might feel good to share. Anthony,
stop.

I don't want to share.

And honestly, I don't have it in me to
listen to other people's problems

Because that's what you do every day at
work.

Sorry,

I'm an idiot.

No, no, your heart was in the right
place, but I'm good.

I don't need to get on a stage and tell
everyone how deeply conflicted I am that

I admitted my best friend to inpatient
treatment.

Especially when I know his own deeply
conflicted feelings around psych

I don't need to say that I'm scared.

He may never forgive me or that I resent
being the one to take care of everyone

when I've had a year from hell.

I left my marriage because it became
impossible and miserable.

And sometimes I still feel guilty about
making that decision, but I am tired of

feeling guilty, and I'm tired of feeling
awful, and I just, for once, want to

feel good.

My stand at Morris is tonight.

Well, we have time for one more share.

I would like to go, I think.

When I was nine years old, my dad had
been gone for a few days. I thought he

away for work, but...

One day when I came home from school, he
had broken into our house. He smashed a

window. He was standing over the sink.
His hand was bleeding. He was confused.

That night I watched him get taken away
in an ambulance.

They brought him to a psychiatric
hospital.

He's bipolar.

He would go on to have a lot of faith
and fertility if he'd be gone for long

periods of time.

My mom would never let me visit him, so
I imagined the worst.

Back then, I just thought it was the
place that was making him worse.

I was so scared to come here that I
couldn't even admit that I needed help.

And my mind created Sophia, a patient
you all know doesn't exist, just to

the truth.

But the truth is that I'm the patient.

I need help.

The mind is brilliant.

It's incredible the lengths it will go
to to protect us.

Just because you're here, Oliver, it
doesn't make you your dad.

It doesn't make you bipolar, although it
would also be okay if you were.

We inherit so many things from our
parents.

Good things, too.

Can you think of something positive you
might have gotten from your father?

He was a really good doctor.

Each of our five senses has receptors,
nerve pathways, and specific brain

regions that interpret them.

The occipital lobe controls our sense of
sight, our fastest sense.

Oliver. Good news.

Your 72 hours are up. I hate goodbyes,
so let's just say I'll see you later.

Actually, I'd like to stay.

But I need to talk to someone first.

Can I get my phone?

The parietal lobe controls our sense of
touch.

The olfactory bulb and the gustatory
cortex control our sense of smell and

taste.

Perfect, chef.

Nail.

The temporal lobe controls our ability
to hear.

Hi, mom.

No, I'm okay. I just need you to listen.
I don't want you to worry. I'm at

Hudson Oaks.

Yeah, I admitted myself about a week
ago.

We both know that I haven't been doing
very well for a while, and I want to get

better.

No, I'll let you know when I'm ready for
you to visit.

Yeah,

I'm sure.

And when our senses are too
overwhelming, we can disrupt the

substances that dull them.

Do you think I'm a horrible person?

No.

I just think you're in a lot of pain.

You're a good friend.

The brain can also blend senses in our
association cortices.

Oliver, you have a visitor.

Sometimes, something, someone, can cause
all our senses to fire

at the same time.

Greg, we'll be right ahead.