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-Previously on The Resident...
-You're fired.

You're afraid of me.

And you should be.

KIM:
Security will escort you out.

MINA:
If my sister has a child,

then that child becomes
my family, too.

Are you saying you'll be
my baby's godmother?

AUSTIN:
You said yes?

All right, so what's your plan

if Adaku's baby becomes
your responsibility?

I don't have one.

There was a learning curve,
but I mastered it.

Why don't you come over
to our place later?

Uh, not tonight.

I'm tired.

A little time alone
with my thoughts.

CONRAD:
This incredible woman had
the ability to save a life

right in front of me.
And I knew, in that moment,

that I wanted to be a person

who could jump out of the car
to help people.

So that's what I do.

(exhales)

NIC:
Methodist Memorial went
with someone else.

(sighs) Apparently they checked
in with my last employer.

Red Rock has gotten you
blacklisted

from every hospital in Atlanta.

I want to practice medicine,

I'll have to find work
out of town.

Have a long-distance
relationship

or give up being a doctor.
This is what it's come to?

No, it hasn't.

We're gonna figure this out.

You should go,
you're gonna be late.

Eh...

(groans)

(grunts)

You have any idea why
Reggie wanted to see you?

No, he just said to meet him

at the
Georgia FC practice field.

Is it bad that I had no idea
Atlanta has a soccer team?

Yes.

But I forgive you.

(indistinct chatter
in background)

Well, hel-hello, good sir.

Some tea and crumpets, perhaps?

Ha. Very funny.

I need to make a good impression
on my new attending.

Ah, right, first day
in the dual residency program.

Internal medicine this week.
ER next.

And then I go back and forth.

IRVING:
A foot in two departments
fundamentally at odds.

Well, as a dual resident,
I can reach across the aisle,

-help each department
see how the other lives.
-If you say so.

But lose the bow tie.

You look like
a chemistry professor

who refuses to hand out As

even when they're
totally deserved.

-That was oddly specific.
-I was really good at chemistry.

Fine. You know what?

Okay, baby girl.

Your bottle is coming right up.

(crying)

* The wheels on the bus
go round and round *

* Round and round,
round and round *

(singing along):
* The horn on the bus goes
beep, beep, beep *

-(bottle warmer beeps)
-Shh...

* The horn on the bus
goes beep, beep, beep *

-* All through the town *
-(chuckles)

* The baby on the bus
goes wah, wah, wah *

* Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah *

-Mm-hmm.
-* The babies on the bus go
wah, wah, wah *

(singing along):
* All through the town. *

(indistinct chatter)

-Reggie.
-Dax.

-What's good, Conrad?
-Yeah, good to see you.

-Good to see you.
-Good to see you.

I want you to meet my mentee,
Dax Ramsey.

Yeah, rookie out of Memphis.

-You're supposed to be
the next face of the franchise.
-Yeah. That's the plan.

If I can get my injuries
under control.

Today is Dax's
first practice back.

-He's recovering from
a calf injury.
-Which feels fine, but...

what worries me is I get
these cramps and injuries

from the smallest things.

The more conditioning I do,
the weaker I seem to get.

The team doc,
he ran a bunch of tests.

Everything came back normal,
so he cleared Dax to play.

But I keep telling him
there's something up with me.

But he won't listen,
so I asked Reggie

if he knew a doctor who could
give me a second opinion.

And I thought,

why not the guy who saved
my life in zero G?

(laughs)

Yeah, well, I'm happy to take
a look at your medical records.

-(whistle blows)
-That's me. Good looking out.

I'll let you know
if I find anything.

Buckle up.

This may just be
a practice game,

but these boys are
about to put on a show.

Ball. Box.

* La, la, la, la, la, la *

* La, la, la, la, la, la, la *

* La, la, la, la, la, la *

* Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah,
hey! *

* La, la, la, la, la, la *

* La, la, la, la,
la, la, la... *

His footwork's insane.

That's why Dax is the best
rookie this team's ever had.

I need help.

(groaning)

All right,
I got you, I got you.

-Oh! Aah!
-All right.

Your ribs are fractured
in several places.

Your chest wall is unstable.

-We need to get Dax
to a hospital.
-REGGIE: I'll call 911.

*

Hang in there.

Trauma Bay 10.

When the paramedics
called this in,

I wouldn't have guessed
you were with them.

Yeah, trust me, I didn't expect
to be here either.

-Who's the trauma surgeon
on today?
-Bell.

-He's already on his way.
-Correction. He's already here.

Hawkins, you care to explain
how you ended up here,

yet again, with a patient?

I was at the practice center
when Dax got injured.

-All right, what do we have?
-19-year-old male,

blunt trauma
to the chest and abdomen.

Hypotensive and tachycardic
en route.

(Dax groans)

I'm Dr. Feldman,
this is Dr. Bell.

Do you have any allergies

to any medications
we should know about?

Not that I know of.

Nice as it is to see you,
Conrad,

-Logan Kim isn't going to like
that you're here.
-I know.

-I can't just leave him
while he's still in pain.
-Hey, Conrad?

Yeah, I'm here.
We're gonna take care of you.

I'm a friend of the patient,

that's not against
hospital policy.

-(groans)
-(alarm beeping)

Okay, his O2 stats are dropping.
We need to intubate him.

-Chest cavity is full of blood.
-Get me a chest tube kit.

Now, as the friend
of the patient,

I'm gonna have to ask you
to step outside the trauma bay.

-That is hospital policy.
-I understand.

I'm playing by the rules
on this one.

MAN (over P.A.):
Dr. Lee to Infectious Disease.

(phone ringing)

Hey, Dad.
I was just on my way out.

Where are you? I'll pick you up.

You're where?

-(siren wailing)
-(indistinct radio chatter)

It's fine. I'm fine.

You're not fine.
You got arrested.

You see any handcuffs? I'm okay.

Can we just please go?

What the hell happened?
You got into a fight?

-It was schoolyard stuff.
-Between two grown men?

Well, he threw the first punch.

The police agree that I'm
innocent, so they released me.

-Who were you fighting?
-This guy, he bought my car.

He had buyer's remorse,
he thought I'd take it back.

-And then he made fun of my hat.
-Wait, you-you sold your car?

You've had that car
for 20 years.

Nic, nothing lasts forever.

Dad.

-I'm worried about you.
-(panting)

Yes, look... Okay, I've been
a-a little down lately.

But who doesn't hit a rough
patch every now and then?

I'm fine.

I promise.

AUSTIN:
Well, the repeat cultures
are negative.

Plus no fever in two days.

Which means your infection
is clearing.

So I finally get to hold
my baby?

Yes, indeed.

However, the results
happen to be so good that...

We can discharge you and send
you home with oral antibiotics.

Yes!

Ah...

Thank you both so much
for everything.

-You got it.
-I can't wait to have
Michelle in my arms

-and finally to be able
to get out of here.
-Mm-hmm.

(sighs)

Do you think
she'll know who I am?

I'm sure she'll know

by the love you give her.

(chuckles)

-ADAKU: Look at how cute she is.
-MINA: Yeah.

(exhales)

As my admitting resident,

you are gatekeeper
to the medicine floor.

And when I say "gatekeeper,"

I mean you are to be
a blocking machine.

Mrs. Allen, 68-year-old female
with alcoholic pancreatitis.

Know what went wrong here?

She binged on alcohol
and gave herself pancreatitis?

Wrong. The ER were too slow
giving her a benzo,

so now we're stuck
chasing her withdrawal symptoms.

That's not entirely fair.
The ER is always...

Mr. Hopper, 80-year-old man.

Fell in his home,
sprained his hip.

Care to guess the mistake?

He's an elderly man
who lives alone

-and he needs
discharge planning.
-Which could have been done

while he was waiting in the ER.
Instead, he's taking up

one of our beds,
waiting for a placement.

I could go on,
but the trend is clear.

We're accepting patients from
the ER that don't belong here.

Look, I agree
that these patients

in particular could have been
managed better,

but most of the patients on
this floor do need to be here.

I know you're not
a pure medicine resident,

that you've been tainted
by habits you learned in the ER.

-I wouldn't say that...
-But you're on this team now.

So, what are you going to be?

A blocking machine.

A blocking... machine.

(busy chatter)

Dr. Hawkins...

this is Bill Landry,
owner of Georgia FC.

Son, I have a team of
top doctors from St. John's

who take care of my players.

I don't know who you are
or why you were on my field.

Why exactly did you poach
a patient from St. John's

-and bring him here?
-That's not what happened.
-I don't care.

-I want Dax transferred
to St. John's immediately.
-Well, that would be a bad idea.

Dax has sustained significant
injuries to his chest

and his abdomen,
leading to multiple broken ribs,

lung contusions,
lacerations to his spleen.

I trust that,
when he stabilizes,

-you'll make that transfer
happen as soon as possible.
-Y-You have my word.

And I apologize for the
inconvenience. I-I hope...

Bill Landry is
the richest man in Georgia,

and in one morning you have him
pissed off at Chastain.

You shouldn't have been anywhere
near Dax Ramsey to begin with.

He asked for a second opinion,
so I helped.

He's at Chastain now, so your
services are no longer required.

Treating a patient

without hospital privileges
is against the law.

I'm not treating him.

I'm here as a friend.

Which gives Dr. Hawkins
every right to stay.

If you so much as lay a finger
on Dax Ramsey,

I'll have you thrown out
and sued.

Wow. You guys already boarding
patients in the hallway?

One of those days.

-You here for my admit?
-First one of the day.

Riley, this is Dr. Pravesh.
He's gonna do an assessment.

Okay. (clears throat)
Hey, can I do the thing?

The floor is yours.

Riley Jackson,
28-year-old female.

Five hours of sudden
onset nausea and vomiting.

-Did I get it right?
-Nailed it.

And that's vomiting
with a capital "V."

I can't even keep crackers down.

It's good to meet you, Riley.

Uh, can you tell me
when all this started?

Uh, this morning.

I woke up fine, dropped
my daughter off at school.

And then on the drive
back home...

-Capital "V"?
-Yeah.

-Hmm.
-All over my steering wheel.

It was not pretty.

Okay. I'm gonna talk
to Dr. Feldman and figure out

-the best way
to take care of you, okay?
-Thank you so much.

All right.

-We'll be right back.
-Thanks.

Hey, this looks
like gastroenteritis.

-This is a soft admit.
-Yeah...

Got you there, Feldman.

Give it a few more hours
of continuous fluids and meds.

Are you seriously blocking
this admission?

Wow, you've, uh,
already become one of them.

(chuckles) Stashing a patient
in the ER for a couple hours,

hoping they somehow
cure themselves?

-Internal medicine's
signature move.
-DEVON: Look,

I can't give Riley a bed
that doesn't exist.

Between surgical patients
and medical patients,

-a bed isn't available.
-That's true.

They got a lot
of surgical patients today.

-You know, how about
you just pick a side, man?
-Pick a side.

Sorry. I like watching
you two argue.

My therapist says it's because
I envy your guys' relationship.

Which I do not.

Just because you're busy
upstairs doesn't mean

you get to saddle us
with your work.

We don't exactly, uh, have
spare time down here either.

Fine. I'll put in
holding orders.

But she will have
to board in the ER

until a bed is available.

As long as she's not on my list,
you can do whatever you want.

Look who's here.

(crying):
Hi.

(laughs):
Hi.

(sniffles)

I'm your mom.

And you're the most beautiful
thing in the whole world.

* I had a dream *

* I got everything I wanted... *

Put your finger in her palm.

Can you grab this?
Grab this.

Here.
(laughs)

Thank you, Mina.

For everything.

* To anyone who might care... *

Hi. Hi.

You like my finger?
(laughs)

Here.

* I got everything I wanted *

Hi.

* But when I wake... *

Hi.

Oh. Hey, hey.

Hey, hey. You don't got
to walk me in.

Oh, well, I want to take
a look at that cut.

-It could get infected.
-I-I got bandages

and all sorts
of antiseptic stuff.

I'll be fine.

Okay, well, I thought we were
gonna spend the day together.

You... still want
to do that, or...?

Well, yeah. Sure, sure.
Yeah, of course.

I just, I'd like
to clean up and...

My place is a mess and, uh...

Tell you what, why don't we grab
lunch a little later?

Sure, yeah.
I'll call you in a bit.

(knocking on door)

(Kyle coughs)

(sighs)

Were you at least gonna tell me
that you were leaving again?

No.

I thought you were in trouble.

I told you I was fine.

Things have been
so good between us,

and you want to throw
it all away? Why?

S-Settling down, volunteering
at Chastain, being an angel,

trying to be a good dad to you,
it's exhausting.

-I can't do it anymore.
-So you're just gonna
take off again?

Nicky, I burn down
every good thing

that's ever happened to me.

That's who I am.

I'm sorry I led you to believe
that, even for a second,

that I had changed.

I... Here.

Here, I want you to have this.

It's money from the car.

I wanted to leave you something
f-for the-- sh...

I-I don't know, for all the,
for all the time

that you-you wasted on me.

Come on, please. Here.

(door opens, closes)

But his history is unremarkable.

Nothing is jumping out at me.

Whoa. If I knew it was you

on the other end of the page,
I would've rallied the troops,

signaled the alarm,
called the band...

Can you just say it's good
to see him and be done with it?

-Thanks for coming down, Austin.
-No problem.

I see we're hiding out
in the conference room.

Avoiding Logan Kim, I take it?

And the appearance that I'm
treating a patient in Chastain.

A loophole. I dig it. What's up?

Dax Ramsey. He has a chest tube,
a lacerated spleen,

and multiple pulmonary
contusions with hemorrhage.

Do you think he'll need surgery?

His chest tube is only draining
a hundred mils per hour.

So we have to wait
and watch and hope

that his lungs heal itself.

If not, I will come in
and save the day, but...

Taking off my thoracic hat and
putting on my trauma fedora...

-Bell, are you seeing
what I'm seeing?
-BELL: Yeah.

The injuries are severe
for the trauma he took.

Uh, we were just
getting to that.

Is-- Any idea why he wanted
a second opinion?

Yeah, over the years,
Dax has suffered

more injuries than normal.

He thought maybe his team doctor
missed something.

Yeah, well, I think Dax
was onto something.

-Mm-hmm.
-(pager beeping)

Dax is crashing.

You might want
to hang back, bro.

Our patient is critical.
I can't worry about the rules.

(rapid beeping)

Get a crash cart. He's in V fib.

His sats are down to the 80s.

Hawkins, I need you
to do compressions.

Do it. Abdomen's soft.

There's no blood
in his drainage system either.

(Conrad grunting)

We need to decompress his chest.

He's back in sinus tach,
but he's still hypotensive.

You ready?
Get it.

Massive hemothorax.

We need to get Dax
to surgery now.

BELL:
Give me the bag.

CONRAD:
Let's go.

I told you what would happen if
I caught you treating a patient.

It was compressions.

For a patient
who would have died otherwise.

It's okay.

-Take care of Dax.
-Yeah.

Well, the lobectomy should keep
Dax's bleeding under control.

We solved one issue,
and another keeps sprouting up.

-You notice his legs
were swollen?
-Yeah.

I also saw what looked
like blood in his urine bag.

-He's in rhabdo.
-But why exactly

is his muscle tissue
breaking down?

His pH is normal.
At least he's not acidotic.

You know, maybe
it's a mixed picture.

Metabolic acidosis
plus respiratory alkalosis.

What is going on with this kid?

You know, the only thing
I know for certain

is we'll figure it out.

No doubt. No, a theory
will come to us in a minute.

We got this.

So it's not coming to us
at-at this m-moment.

Well, w-we-- you know,
Bell, we have nothing to prove.

You know, you have
a bomb-ass supplement line

-taking off right now.
-You're a triple-board-
certified surgeon.

-Right?
-The reality is,
we are out of our wheelhouse.

-Well, that's fair.
-This is much less
of a surgical case

-and more of a medical...
-It, uh, is a mystery.

There you go.

I never thought
I'd say these words.

Oh, go ahead, say it.

One of us has to, Bell.

-We might need Conrad Hawkins.
-Now, did that hurt much?

-Yeah, a little.
-Okay.

Look, he can't come here,
so we got to make a house call.

So far, we've only been treating
the trauma-related injuries.

Injuries exacerbated
by an underlying,

-undiagnosed condition.
-Right.

CONRAD:
We've seen his records.
What do we know?

BELL:
He typically
experiences vomiting

after strenuous workouts.

And most recently,
he's been suffering a string

of musculoskeletal injuries
and now has rhabdo.

I know that look.

You know, I dig that look.

It's been an acquired taste
for me.

(exhales)

He's not septic.
And while the rhabdo alone

can cause some elevation
in the lactate,

it's more than I'd expect.

I think we're seeing...

Type B lactic acidosis.

In plain English, there's
something that's preventing Dax

from breaking down glucose
in the normal way.

How do you treat that?

Type B lactic acidosis
is a symptom of something else.

And it's that something

that might explain
what's been causing

all of Dax's injuries
in the first place.

Well, you guys seem to know
what you're doing.

Guess it's good
that Dax landed here.

We only employ the best
at Chastain.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm. You bet.

Surgeons usually don't possess
such an in-depth knowledge

of medical management.

Um, well, I'm sorry,

last time I checked,
you weren't a doctor.

AUSTIN:
Yeah, so why don't you run along

and worry about whatever it is
you worry about?

And you let us focus
on saving our patient.

Nurse Ingrid, have you checked
on Riley Jackson?

I don't see her on the floor.

I don't know who that is.
Is she a medicine patient?

I admitted her two hours ago,
and we have open beds now.

Do you know why
she hasn't been brought up?

I can tell you, Pravesh.
Canceled her admission.

I told you to be
a blocking machine, but instead

you let your friend
from ER run over you.

No, that's not what happened.
I made a compromise

to ease the tension
between our departments.

Who are you, Oprah?

Since we haven't checked on her,
hopefully the ER has.

Riley?

Riley?

(groaning softly)

Open your eyes.

Pupils dilated,
minimally reactive.

She's having a stroke.

Let's go.

-Hey, I have a code stroke here.
-Three.

Code stroke, ER Bay Three.

Code stroke,
ER Bay Three.

I need an intubation kit.

Draw up 20 of etomidate
and 70 of roc.

Okay, once we get better access,
let's get the portable monitor

and get her to CT. She came in
with nausea and vomiting.

How did this happen?

(phone ringing)

(sighs)

Hey, how is it going with Kyle?

NIC:
Not good.

He's leaving Atlanta.

Wasn't even gonna tell me.

Nic, I'm so sorry.

I let my guard down.

-I let him back into my life.
-Well...

you thought he changed,
so did I.

I should have known better.

I mean, he always bails.

He usually tells me some lie
as to why it's best.

This time, he didn't even
bother to lie. He's just...

he's just leaving.

Bell and Austin
know how to reach me.

Why don't I pack up,

come home, and we turn
this horrible day

into something else?

It's okay.

I think I just need some time.

Okay.

But you call me
the second you need anything.

-I love you.
-I love you, too.

(sniffles)

(sighs)

I can't do it anymore.

I'm sorry that
I led you to believe

that-that-that it was
different, even for a second.

(Nic laughing)

(indistinct,
overlapping chatter)

(laughter)

KYLE: First day on the job
as a volunteer.

You're all I got, kid.

He did lie.

(line ringing)

(phone buzzing)

*

(Michelle crying)

I don't think
I'm doing it right.

Oh, here, let me

-show you what she likes.
-Okay.

Hey, hey.

(sighs)

(Adaku scoffs)

-You know her better than I do.
-(chuckles)

I've been taking care
of Michelle.

Of course I learned a few tricks

-along the way.
-(sighs)

Rhythmically,
tap on her back like this.

Yeah.

Oh, come to Mommy. Yes.

Come to Mommy.

Oh. (sighs)

-You okay?
-Fine.

Yeah?

Mina, is this hard for you?

Will you miss her?

Are you kidding?
She's cute and everything,

but, um, I'll have my life back.

(Michelle cooing)

Are Dax's next set of labs in?
Thank you.

-They're cooking.
-(pager beeping)

Oh, damn it.
Just stay on the line.

I'm being paged to Dax's room.

-What's going on?
-I'm not sure. Just listen in.

(machines beeping)

Okay, he is rapidly alternating

between fast
and slow heart rates.

Tachy-brady syndrome, but why?

No, he's too young
for primary cardiac disease.

And his echo from
a few months ago was normal.

His muscle cells are bursting
into his bloodstream.

Yeah, making it likely
an electrolyte issue.

We need a point-of-care chem-8.

Sodium 134, bicarb 22,

glucose 110, potassium 6.9.

He needs calcium and bicarb.

Need an amp of calcium gluconate
and bicarb now,

then an amp of D50
and ten of regular insulin.

I'm not sure how this fits
into his underlying condition.

This is odd.

-What now?
-His abdomen is distended.

Reggie? Patrick?

-What are you thinking?
-I'm just, I'm worried

his splenic lac has opened up
and he's starting

to rebleed. Take him down to CT

-and find out what's going on.
-I want to help.

I need to know.
So keep me posted.

Okay. I will.

Thank you.

That call about your patient?

-Yeah.
-Thank you.

Getting worse.

Listen, you're doing
everything you can do.

Don't beat yourself up.

You're gonna be back
in the trenches soon.

How's the job hunt going?

Rough.

Found some hospitals in
Tennessee that look promising.

(exhales)
Tennessee?

Yeah, I got fired.
I'm poisoned goods in Atlanta.

And after my run-in with
my dear friend Logan Kim,

the poison's gonna
spread statewide.

Okay, so you're just
gonna give up?

I'm persona non grata.
I'm out of options.

I'm sorry, I'm looking for
the table with Conrad Hawkins.

Come on, man.

Look, you're always telling us
to fight, think outside the box.

That's what I've been doing.

I can't keep fighting
the same battle and losing.

I have to move on.

Listen,

you are the guy that pulls
Hail Marys out of nowhere.

And guys like you,
they don't just

think outside the box,
they create

their own box if necessary,

and then you think
out of that one, too.

What's going on
with your patient?

She had a cerebellar stroke,

and then she started
to herniate,

so they did
a posterior craniectomy.

Red Rock prioritizes surgical
patients over ER patients.

It's more lucrative.

So ER patients
that should be upstairs

in a room are being boarded
in the hallway.

And that's what happened
to my patient today.

It delayed us realizing
she was having a stroke.

-So do something about it.
-There's nothing I can do.

Oh, yeah, I'm-I'm sorry,
I was looking for the table

-with Devon Pravesh.
-(chuckles)

No, it-it's--
that's not the same thing.

Patient boarding--

that's a national crisis.

Okay.

So you find the local solution
to the national problem.

If I have to think outside

of the box for my unwinnable
situation, so do you.

(chuckles)

I miss this.

(sighs)

Yeah, me, too.

Dad, open the door.

Dad.

I think I know
what you're planning,

and I'm not gonna let you do it.

NIC:
I'm... (sighs)

I'm worried you might be
a danger to yourself.

That's a pretty big leap,
but I get it.

You're upset about
what I said earlier.

We are rebuilding
our lives, together,

and things are really good.

And I think it caught you
by surprise.

When you came back
to help Jessie,

you didn't expect that the man

who burns everything down

would start building things
he was scared to lose.

(stammers) You're-you're just
making this a lot harder

than it has to be. I really
think you need to leave.

You and I both know
if I walk out that door,

-I'll never see you again.
-Nic, if you love me,

you will go.

No.

Because every day
for the rest of my life,

I will live with the guilt
that I walked out on my father

when he needed me, so, no.

It won't be your fault.

I'm the broken wheel
in this family,

and this, today,
I can free you of that.

And I don't want you
to shed a single tear for me.

I don't deserve it.
I never have.

Do you remember
when they took me in

for Jessie's transplant surgery?

I wanted to tell you something.

Yeah.
(sniffles)

What was it?

If I died saving Jessie,

it'd be the only good thing that
I've ever done with my life.

I know that I'm worthless.

That's why I-I run,

it's why I, I-I, I fail
at everything I touch.

God-- he just keeps choosing
the wrong one of us.

First your mother.

Jessie.

I'm at the end of my life.

And that is all I got
to show for it.

The sum total of my life...

(chuckles):
stuffed into an envelope.

That is not true.

Things haven't always been easy
with us, but... you have me.

(sniffles)

(exhales)

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you this sooner, but...

when I think about my future...
I see you in it.

At my wedding,
walking me down the aisle.

Birthdays, holidays,

and every moment in between,
you are there.

It would break my heart
if you were gone.

So, no.

I'm not leaving.

Will you be honest with me?

Can you tell me
what you are planning?

(crying)

Dad.

Okay.

-Sorry.
-Okay. Okay.

Will you give it to me, please?

It's okay.

-Okay.
-(crying)

Okay.

-I'm scared.
-It's okay. It's okay.

(exhales)

Bell, what happened?

Well, I noticed
his abdomen was distended,

and then his hemoglobin
took a dive.

What, you're thinking
it's his splenic lac?

Well, yeah, that's what
I was worried about.

(beeps)

That's what's happened.
That spleen's

got to come out immediately.

Whatever is going on with Dax

is causing him
to become coagulopathic.

Well, clotting issues aside...

we got to get him
to the OR stat.

-I hope there's time
to save his life.
-All right, let's go.

Hey. Hey. What is this?

Patients who have been
sitting in the ER hallways

for hours, waiting for a bed
on the medicine floor.

A hallway in the ER
versus a hallway here.

-What's the difference?
-Proximity.

Doctors tend to forget about
these patients even though,

technically,
they're on their lists.

Out of sight, out of mind.
A patient almost died today

because she fell
through the cracks.

Administration won't allow this.

It'll go back to the way
it was tomorrow.

Maybe.

But at least today,
these patients,

they won't be forgotten.

BELL:
We're slightly off
the midline to the fascia,

-'cause I see rectus muscle.
-AUSTIN: Agreed.

Wait. Hold up.

Lac.

Peep the color.

That doesn't even
look like muscle.

It's more pale than usual.

AUSTIN:
And look at that.

It barely twitched.

Well, that's odd,
given Dax's athletic background.

I think we've hit the part of
the story where we find answers.

Conrad? You there?

I am with you
every step of the way.

I know what's wrong with Dax.

You'll need a muscle biopsy
to confirm.

Mr. Landry. Hey.

So, it turns out that Dax has a
genetic mitochondrial disorder.

BELL:
And that occurs
when mitochondria

fails to produce enough energy

for the body
to function properly.

When Dax went pro, he started
doing intermittent fasting.

It triggered his disorder and it
exacerbated his trauma symptoms.

Is it treatable?

With a specialized diet
and supplements,

it's likely he'll be able
to continue to play.

-I can't thank you both enough.
-AUSTIN: Uh,

we aren't the only ones
you should thank.

BELL:
We didn't make
the diagnosis alone.

Conrad Hawkins was
an integral part.

Really?

Mr. Landry?

I heard what you did for Dax.

I owe you a debt of thanks.

Oh. Glad I could help.

I also heard
that Dax brought you in

because our team doctor
didn't address his concerns.

That's unacceptable.

My players are
like family to me.

And this has shown me
that my family needs a doctor.

I'd like that doctor to be you.

(laughs)

Is, is this is a real offer?

It is. I don't think
I'll have a problem

getting you a position
at St. John's.

So, Dr. Hawkins,
what do you say?

Hawkins, what are you
doing here?

I thought you'd like to know
I've just been hired

as the new team doctor
for Georgia FC.

Physical therapy, medical tests,
referrals, orthopedic surgery.

It's the prestige and money

of a partnership
with a major sports team.

Now, all of this will remain
at St. John's,

unless there's another hospital
I decide to call home.

Do you want Chastain
to be that hospital?

Or should I just let
Red Rock know

you let this golden goose
slip through your fingers?

You're bluffing.

Bill Landry has a contract
with St. John's.

A contract his lawyers say
he can get out of

with a few quick phone calls,

given what happened
to Dax Ramsey.

If I were to agree to this,
what would be the terms,

moving forward?

Well, you and I hug it out...

...and then I decide

which physicians treat
and consult Georgia FC

and I monitor every aspect
of team care.

I'm chief resident.

And I'm gonna do
whatever I think is best

for my patients here
at Chastain.

(cork pops)

-I love it. Yes, yes.
-(laughs)

I can't believe
you pulled this off.

I wish I could've seen
the look on Logan Kim's face.

Oh, if you were truly
our friend, you would have

recorded it so we can
play it on a loop.

(laughter)

I have to admit,
it was pretty great,

but this is just the beginning.

He's right. We still have
a lot of work to do.

Like ousting
our corporate overlords.

-Which won't be an easy task.
-True,

but we will
get it done, together.

Agreed.

But first, we need to do
something about your wardrobe.

Welcome home, Conrad.

(laughter)

(shouts)

-Yeah! All right.
-(laughter)

(laughs, grunts)
Yeah!

(whoops)

-Mwah.
-Thank you.

Still looks good.

A toast.

Here's to another day
in the trenches.

-(Hundley whoops)
-I'll drink to that.

-Cheers.
-HUNDLEY: Cheers.
-It's good to have you back.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

(sighs)

I'm sorry I wasn't there
to celebrate with you.

After the day you've had,

I'm the last person
you should think about.

(exhales)

Kyle has a long road ahead,

but you don't have
to do this alone, Nic.

Whatever happens, I'm here.

Hey. What did I say?

Exactly what I needed to hear.

Oh. Oh, hey, sorry.

Sorry, I just...
(stammers)

Do you...? I-Is it okay
if I borrow this?

-I kind of already stuck my...
-Oh, yeah, yeah.

You can keep it.
You got everything you need?

Uh, yeah, yeah. You got snacks,
you got tunes, you got road map.

I think we are good to go.

Well, if you need anything...

(quietly):
Yeah.

Hey, so-- you-you think
this place in Savannah,

you really, you really
think they can help me?

NIC:
It's one of the best

inpatient centers
in the country.

It's a psych joint.
I get it, but good.

Whatever it takes.

I really want to be there
for all those moments

that you talked about.

Me, too.

Come on.

(mutters)

Call me on the way?

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