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[narrator]Previously on Hard Rock Medical

-Kicked out? -And on his way

back to Australia.

What are you two hiding and why?

Sergio Amante's death is a tragedy in our community.

You are not responsible for his suicide.

And you need to step it up, understood?

[EMT] White female, twenties, found unconscious.

Blunt force trauma to the head. The police have been notified.

If Dik Beauregard is the one who assaulted you,

then he needs to be charged. I really don't remember.

How's your Hep C treatment going?

It's not going. It's not covered by my health plan.

I want to thank you for everything you've done.

She wanted me to give you this.

I need out. As soon as possible.

Chemo treatment schedule is gonna

be pretty intense the first few months.

The basement is infested with mould.

Sorry for your loss.

♪

Okay, the kids are on the bus and I am ready to go.

Oh, I've also put in a call in to Pierre

to see if he can deal with that mould issue.

Uh, hon, maybe it's best that we

don't use friends for this job.

Tara, he's gonna charge us half of what anybody else will.

Sure, but Pierre's the one who

did the bad install in the first place.

Plus, remember when he started the bathroom,

disappeared for six months

and then the laundry tub became a urinal.

Only in emergencies.

Fine. No family, no friends, no Pierre.

Thank you.[phone chiming]

Oh. Oh, right,

I got that disciplinary hearing with Gary today.

Hon, if you're too busy, you don't need to drive me.

I can take the bus.

[chuckling] First day of chemo?

Not gonna happen. Okay? Let's go.

-Charlie... -Yep?

Yeah, lunches first, chemo second.

So, we dodged a bullet with Gary?

Well, we'll find out this afternoon.

Well, if he can learn to control his left hook,

he's gonna make a great emergency room doctor.

Well, he'll always have a fall-back

as an MMA fighter if he doesn't.

None of them seem to want to take the easy road.

Well, did we?

Well, some of us made it a

little easier on ourselves.

Touché.

How soon do you think Eva will be back online?

It might take her a while,

but she really wants out of her rez placement.

We might want to hold on that move, let her heal

and then reassess in a few weeks.

-Okay. -How about Gina?

Well, given what's happened,

I think she should be where we

can keep an eye on her.

I'm looking into Dr. Kesler

as a possibility for her clerkship in family med.

There's a little tension between--

okay, there's a lot of tension

between the two of them;

they can't stand each other.

But, frankly Kesler

could use the help, so...

I'll leave that for you to arrange.

We could team her with Cameron.

Well, Cameron's considering pathology.

-Oh, no surprise there. -Well, how about pairing her

up with Melanie?

That's a good idea. She'll act

as a buffer between the two.

And Farida and Nancy?

They're with me doing their clerkship in paediatrics.

Farida's doing great, and hopefully,

Nancy could get her act together.

Oh, come on, Louise.

You really laid into her about the Sergio Amante death.

All I'm saying is she needs a little finesse

with her bedside manner,

a little less jump on

her diagnosis, so...

Well, it's a good thing she has

you as her preceptor then, huh?

Louise, Fraser,

let's park this conversation

for the moment please.

I agree with Fraser; that would've been a hard

lesson for anyone to learn.

Maybe I can have a chat with her when I bring her this.

Ray, I may have used a little too much... tough love.

I'll just--I'll circle back and talk to her.

If you don't mind, I could take that to her.

Go ahead. All right. Let's get going.

It's an experimental treatment,

but the early test results are

knocking it out of the park.

How much?

Nothing. It's free.

Because I'm gonna be a guinea pig?

The glass is half full Bonnie. This is good news.

What's the catch.

It's in Toronto. Next week.

Absolutely out of the question.

Bonnie, we'll look after her.

I am not going to abandon my child.

he just had a bone marrow transplant.

Bonnie, you're not gonna be any good to your daughter

if you can't...

If what?

Look, let's not put off till tomorrow

what we can nip in the bud today.

It's all set up.

Mylo's gonna be fine, I promise.

[phone buzzing]

Sorry.

Dr. Helvi.

Yes?

Right. That's great news.

Thanks.

Everything okay?

Yeah. It's all good.

Mylo's gonna be fine, promise.

[baby cooing]

[alert sounding]

Hey, Dr. Cardinal.

Hi, Eva. How ya feeling?

Achy.

I'm just outside taking in the fresh air with Marley.

Oh, that's good. Where's Auntie?

She's up in Fort Francis. She's doing a healing circle;

she does it every year. She'll be gone for a while.

And Amanda and Trevor.

[groaning]

That bad?

Well, Trevor's got a landscaping gig,

and Amanda has a restaurant job... in Sudbury.

Sudbury?

Yeah, and Trevor's been

driving her back and forth,

so it's taking it's toll.

Maybe once I'm back on my feet and in Sudbury,

Amanda can bunk with me a few nights a week

and things will cool down.

They can get some childcare arrangements.

Well, about that...

Dr. Dallaire thinks we should

delay your clerkship pending your recovery.

-What? -I know it's not the answer you

wanted to hear, but better for you to recover at home

than on your own here.

Okay. Sure.

Good. I'll check back with you in a couple of days.

Take care. Okay.

Dammit!

[baby cooing]

Marley...

[speaking inaudibly]

Farida.

Nick! Hi, what--

Is everything okay with the boys?

Yeah, yeah I--...

I just wanted to talk.

Do you have a moment?

Sure. Yeah, I'm about to go on break.

Great.

Hey.

Hey.

Dik did this to you, didn't he?

I don't know for sure. I don't remember what happened.

I knew I shouldn't have let you go back on your own.

Cam, I don't remember what happened. I don't--

-I don't know. -Well, I do.

Who else would it be, Gina?

He's a sleazebag drug dealer;

you think he's got some code of ethics in his world

that he just abides by?

What are the cops doing about it.

Well, they're trying to bring him in

for questioning, but

they can't find him.

He went MIA.

[scoffing] Big surprise.

Cam, what if he did do this

and it goes to court and then it becomes public?

I could be denied my medical license.

Is that why you're not telling them? Because you're afraid

you're gonna get kicked out?

No! No, I am telling you the truth.

Look, I'm sorry. I don't mean to take it out on you. I'm just-

I'm pissed at myself for letting you go over there.

You could have been killed, Gina!

I'm sorry. You okay?

Yeah, it's--Yeah.

It's--it's nothing.

Did they find Dawn.

I-I--I didn't, um...

Uh, no. She disappeared.

[knocking] Good morning.

Hi, Dr. Dallaire. Hey, Dr. Dallaire.

Can I come in?

Is everything okay?

Yep. Yeah.

Nasty?

Tastes like metal.

Yeah, it's what

they call "chemo mouth."

A lot better if it tasted like chocolate.

[chuckling] Yeah.

Hon, I'm gonna be here a while.

[sighing] Go on.

Fine. I'll be back to pick you up, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Hm. Yeah you're right.

It would be much better if it was chocolate.

[phone ringing]

-[Eva] Hey, what's up? -Good news!

I found a treatment for Bonnie.

You did?

But she's gotta move on it now.

Now?

What about Mylo?

I'm supposed to finish my clerkship on the rez,

and she could've bunked with me, but I got a call from Helvi

saying that Dallaire's had me moved

and I have to finish up with Gina.

How come you get to leave?

It's complicated.

Gina was assaulted you know.

What? Oh, no.

It's a long story. She's fine.

And I'm sure I'll get

the full scoopwhen I see her.

I'm sorry to be leaving everyone here.

Anyway, I've gotta ask, you've any room at the inn?

[chuckling] Of course!

Of course.

Yes, of course I'll take her.

She can have Auntie's room.

How's Bonnie's with this?

She feels like crap. What mom wouldn't?

But she knows she's in good hands.

-All right. -Thanks, Eva.

-Talk to you soon. -Talk soon.

Ow.

[baby crying]

[baby cooing]

Shh...

Still no memory

of the events that evening?

Nothing.

Gina, you remember I told you

you got the caring part down pretty good,

but Dik Beauregard is not a patient; he's a criminal.

Look, why won't anyone believe me

when I say that I don't remember anything

and sit here and think that

I'm trying to protect him?

Very well. I'm here to discuss your clerkship.

Great.

That is, if you feel well enough.

Yes, I feel good.

I mean, my head's a little sore from where the stitches are,

but I'm ready to get back to it.

Then, you'll be happy to know that

we're placing you with Dr. Kesler.

Dr. Kesler?

[Dallaire] Is there a problem?

Nope. Nope.

You'll be with Melanie.

Well, that's good. That girl's my soul sister.

You'll be discharged today.

I look forward to seeing you back on the wagon again.

You mean horse?

Mm.

Cameron.

[sighing] Dr. Kesler?

Yeah. Good luck with that.

See you soon.

[sighing]

Yeah, I'm surprised to see you here.

What happened to the move to Calgary?

Well, we're still going, but there's been

a slight change of plans.

I got offered a vice principal's position.

Really? Congratulations.

Yeah, so I thought it best to let the boys finish out

their school year and we'll take off in a few weeks.

Oh. I thought you might all be staying.

No. Sorry.

Look, I--I didn't want to leave without saying a proper goodbye,

and I was wondering if you'd let me take you out to dinner

as a thank you for what you did for the boys, and for Erica.

Yeah, uh, sure.

All right. So, it's a yes.

Yeah, it's a yes.

Great.

Oh, thank you. All right so, brief me.

We have a ten year old with a broken leg.

Uh, we also have a food poisoning outbreak

that public health traced to a birthday party

and, um, a six year old with a marble stuck up his nose.

I tried to get him to do, you know, like the old men do,

when you squeeze on one size and blow on the other.

Don't tell me, it went the other way instead.

Yeah.

Okay, the marble will

come out in it's own time.

Just tell the parents to watch

for it in his stool.

Yeah, already did.

You know my oldest used to like to shove Lego up his nose

when he was about five. Did he have allergies?

Oh, I don't know he was just itchy up there or something.

And he still gets nose bleeds.

I don't know, he thinks it's stress related.

Probably from that time.

Oh...

It's a letter from Mr. Amante.

What?

It was found on his person.

Did you read it?

No, it was addressed to you.

As a rule, I try not to stick my nose where it doesn't belong.

Officer Garrison,

in view of the facts presented and your admission of guilt

to two counts of discreditable conduct,

you will not be relieved of your duties

and you will continue with your regular assignments.

However, you will be demoted to Constable Second Class

for a period of three months.

You will also be required to engage in reconciliation

and sensitivity training

with First Nations healers and elders.

These sessions require the attendance of both you

and your victim, Mr. Frazier,

whom I get the sense might also benefit from these sessions

to get some control over his temper.

Thank you.

So, are you gonna miss being in the classroom?

I mean, the teaching part.

Probably. I mean, I'll still be picking up the odd sub shift,

so eventually wean myself off.

How about you?

I weaned myself off a long time ago.

Really? You don't miss it?

Well, I miss the kids, but

that's why I'm sticking to paediatrics.

Very different from a scrapped knee in a school yard though.

Yeah.

Sorry, I'm not being too supportive.

No, no, no. I get what you're saying.

So, why'd you give it up?

Guess I... needed a change.

Thank you for helping sort this out Dr. Dallaire.

-It's on you now. -I know.

I've got my eye on the ball.

I hope so.

I'll see yas later.

See you, man.

How's Tara?

Uh, first day of chemo.

I'm on my way to pick her up.

I empathize with you.

I remember in my graduating year, wife was pregnant,

I was burying my father

and getting into a new home at the same time.

So, you know what it's like?

Hm. Murphy's Law.

So, you'll understand if I miss the odd shift

or if I'm late with the odd assignment.

Not a chance. You're in medical school,

not in high school.

-But, you-- -Your assignments

have to be on time.

We might be able to lighten up

your night shifts, but

you'll still have to be on call.

Right.

But whatever it is you need Charlie,

I'm there for you.

Yeah.

[Eva] Pulmonary embolism, mm-hm.

Hey, Eva.

Hey, Rich. How are ya.

I'm good, I'm good.

I haven't seen ya at Deirdre's in a while.

I'm recovering from a bone marrow donation.

Right, I heard about that.

Is that gonna keep you out for long?

When you going back to the clinic?

-Uh... I'm not sure. -That's what I thought.

So, I asked the nurse to give me my test results.

Rich, I'm kinda busy. Marley...

Right.

No problem, I'll take him.

Hey...

Well, that was quite the slap on the wrist.

You get to sit by a fire and shoot the breeze.

I'm being demoted to Second Class

Constable for three months.

Second class? Well, now you'll know how that feels.

Really? It's costing me six grand in pay,

which is great news for my wife and kids.

Well, maybe you should have thought of that

before you brought those

bullshit charges against me.

Well, next time, you'll think twice

before you slug an officer.

I saved your life.

See you in detention.

That leaking pipe caused the mould

to build up inside the walls.

And how long has this been happening.

Quite a while.

Whoever did the job wasn't

exactly a class-A plumber.

That soldering was pretty iffy.

Yeah. I got a buddy of mine to do it.

You get what you pay for.

But you can get rid of the mould right?

Me? No.

You'll need a mould remediation company to do the job.

I can recommend one.

Sounds expensive.

It's covered under insurance?

If they find negligence, maybe not.

Oh, shit. Uh...

last thing.

That kind of mould, can it make you sick?

Sure asthma, runny nose, headaches.

But not cancer?

I don't think so.

But if it were me, I wouldn't want my wife and kids in here.

Ah, Tara! Ah...

I'm sorry. I...

I don't feel right about doing this.

It's okay, I understand. Sorry.

No, it's--it's okay.

[sighing]

Yeah.

I mean... I mean...

We'll keep in touch.

Yeah, of course! Uh,

good luck with the new job.

Thanks.

Uh, hug the kids for me.

Sure.

Um...

I've got some not so good news.

Okay.

Um...

The mould, it's everywhere, not just the basement.

Uh-huh.

And, um... the insurance might not cover it.

When will we know?

I'll have to talk to the adjuster, I--

It'll take time.

It is what it is, am I right, baby?

They won't pay for it,

we'll figure it out.

You sure?

We'll cash in some RRSPs,

kids won't have a basement for a while.

Um, it's not that simple.

What do you mean?

[sighing]

The house isn't safe to live in.

We have to move out.

Move out?

Where are we gonna go?

Oh, Amanda, thank god you're home.

[sobbing]

Amanda, where's Trevor?

[Amanda] I don't know we had a fight and he left.

Left where?

He needed to blow off some steam.

Amanda, could you please--

[sobbing]

I guess it's just me and you kiddo.

Okay. Ooh.

[Sergio] "Dear Nancy, I want to thank you for

everything you've done.

"You were the only person that

sat and listened to me and my BS

and didn't put up with it.

"Thanks for being honest.

"I've a few things I've instructed my lawyer

"to send you.

"I hope you don't mind, but

I had no one else to turn to.

"Arrivederci. Sergio.

"And hey, you're gonna make one hell of a doctor."

[sniffling]

♪ I used to have a million answers ♪

♪ For the questions that you'd ask ♪

♪ But now your questions grow like cancers ♪

♪ In the gardens of our pasts ♪

♪ So, let's not talk about our histories ♪

♪ Or the state of life in which we ride ♪

♪ You know I'd hate to be a mystery ♪

♪ But I'm tired of hearing about that ♪

♪ And let's just go ♪

♪ Where no one knows ♪

♪ And let's just go ♪