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[narrator] Previously On Hard Rock Medical...

-Where is my dog? -Get out of my house!

Where's my dog?!

[fighting noises] [woman groaning]

[Doctor Healy] Anytime that you feel stuck,

and you want to reach into the cookie jar,

just come find me.

-I'm sorry. -I got a call from Helvy saying

that Dallaire's had to move, and I have to

finish up with Gina.

Then you'll be happy to know that we are placing you

with Doctor Kesler.

Doctor Kesler?

Good luck with that.

What kind of a hack are you?!

Me?! You didn't even know I was choking!

Officer Garrison, you will also be required

to engage in reconciliation, and sensitivity training.

with First Nations healers and elders.

These sessions require the attendance

of your victim, Mr. Fraser.

See, you in detention.

I'm recovering from a bone marrow donation.

Is that going to keep you out for long?

When you going back to the clinic?

The mold... it's everywhere.

We have to move out.

Where are we going to go?

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[Eddy] Unless you're the Avon lady with my bath soaps,

I'd suggest you turn around and show yourself out.

That's my dog, old man.

[Eddy] I don't think so.

This is your last chance to get out of here, pal.

[Dik] No, give me my dog.

[gun cocking] [shot firing]

[Dik] Ow, oh! What the--

[Dik moaning]

[Eddy] Mon tabarnaque!

[shot firing]

Were you okay up there, in your apartment alone, and all that?

Oh, yeah, fine.

I'm not really scared 'cause I don't remember anything.

Okay, sure.

But the diamonds are gone, though.

What?! Yeah.

Well, at least you have proof that someone broke in.

Yeah, I guess.

I'm pretty sure that someone was Dik.

I'm happy that you're pretty sure about it, Mel, but I'm not.

You know, protecting him isn't like saving a helpless animal.

I am not protecting him! And even if I was,

what's the difference? -The difference is that this

should be decided in a court.

Okay, locking him up isn't the cure, Mel.

He's a con man, Gina. He's not a patient.

Come on... pet therapy, I get.

But perp therapy?

This has nothing to do with memory loss, does it?

Oh, Mel... I know this is really hard for you to understand,

but I do not remember.

And I cannot lock someone up if I'm not 100% sure.

But if you were 100%, you would?

Yes, of course. Without a reasonable doubt.

Okay. Okay.

Mylo's room is all ready, there's nothing to worry about.

Did you get the list I left?

I have her on a really strict diet, and--

It's under control, you don't have to worry about a thing!

Eva, you've done so much. Everyone has done so much.

Oh, just go with a light heart, and beat that Hep C, okay?

I love you.

I love you, too.

[sighing]

[knocking at door]

Uh, come in.

Hey, Fergus, what's up?

I just went and saw the doctor

that's filling in for you.

About the fungus on my big toe.

And he says I have a can--

can-something or other.

-Cancer? -No, no, no. You know, the name

of that Tony Orlando song?

-Candida? -That's it.

So he says I have to cut out sugar, and a whole

bunch of other stuff, but you know,

I don't think that he's right.

Hey, can you have a look at it?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fergus, this doctor's gone fishing for the week.

Really?

I'm recovering from a bone marrow donation.

[Fergus] Oh...

And I'm looking after young

Marley here... oh, God.

When are you coming back?

You're in good hands at the clinic.

Okay.

Are you sure you can't take a look.

All right... take your shoes and socks off.

I'll find my gloves.

-So, you're the new recruits. -Yeah.

We've met before, Dr. Kesler.

I'm well aware. I have a pretty good memory.

Of course.

Dr. Kesler, we feel privileged

to be working with you--

Enough with the small talk.

There's a full waiting room out there.

You take Mr. Brant.

It's his yearly physical.

I trust you can handle that.

Yes. [knocking at door]

[Dr. Kesler] Oh, Mrs. Dubois!

Claire! Come in, please.

You, young miss, bring me Mrs. Dubois' file.

Sure.

[knocking]

Farida!

You know, actually, I've been meaning to ask you.

Did you ever get a chance to see

that therapist I recommended?

Uh...

I didn't, no.

I'd rather... talk to you, if that's okay.

[intercom]Doctor Healy, dmissions.

Doctor Healy, admissions.

Yeah. Absolutely. What's wrong?

Your apple reminded me of when I was a teacher.

Your students actually brought you apples?

They did.

Sometimes the parents brought me apples, too.

And that makes you sad?

No--no, no, I...

I don't think I've been happy for a really long time.

Okay.

Have you ever experienced that?

Not being happy?

Farida, you're going through a lot right now.

Death, final year of school, trying to be a doctor.

That can wear a person down, believe me,

but it does get better.

-It does? -Oh, absolutely.

Didn't you become an alcoholic and get divorced?

Mm-hm, but you know, to be honest,

I've always been an alcoholic, and it can be said that I

married the wrong person.

[intercom]Doctor Healy, admissions.

Doctor Healy, admissions.

I miss Erica.

Yeah, well, that I certainly understand.

You know, her ex-husband, Nick, was like, totally out

of the picture, right? And then,

he just shows up out of nowhere, when she's dying.

And I mean, it's probably better this way.

Kids should be with their father, right?

I'm not... I'm not a mother.

Maybe I shouldn't have kissed him.

One of the kids?

No, the father, Nick.

The father, yeah, well...

You know--

[intercom]Dr. Healy, admissions.

Dr. Healy, admissions.

Okay, you know I'm going to try

and be right back, okay?

♪

[knocking]

[Charlie] Hello?

Hello?!

Oh, you scared me, what are you doing here?

Well, we would have called, Pa, but you don't have a phone.

We have a mould problem at home,

so we need a place to stay for awhile.

Sure, of course! Come on in.

Is that blood?

Yeah... cut myself shaving.

Why would you shave in the living room?

C'est un joke.

It's blood from a rabbit I caught this morning.

Sorry, I didn't want to gross you out.

Too late.

Come on in, I'll show you your rooms.

Maybe you can help me move the

firewood I stored in there.

Hey, hey, hey. I know it's not a palace,

but at least it's mould-free.

But not blood free!

I know...

[sighing]

[Charlie] Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'll take care of that, okay?

It's all right, go help with the wood.

[sighing]

Hey, Pa, what happened to your bird feeder?

I picked up two of your banana bread loaves at the bake sale.

I'm going to have to cut that back to one next time.

[knocking] Yes?

Sorry to disturb you,

I can't seem to find the file

you're asking for.

They're in the other office. The cupboard,

the door on the left.

Okay.

The kids have to be driven every day to school.

Um, she has to be driven to her appointment twice a week.

[Eddy] Don't worry about it, we'll split it up.

Uh, I might be late tonight,

I have an appointment with the insurance adjuster.

Charlie, just go. I've got it.

We're good.

This guy couldn't organize a Sunday school picnic.

D-E--

D-E--

That's not good.

♪

Officer Garrison, I'm Julie Cardinal.

I'll be leading this healing circle.

We'll begin with a smudge.

♪

Let's go.

-Okay, uh--Mr. Fram? -That's me.

You're here for a follow-up for a hernia?

No, it's a follow-up for my gallbladder operation.

Oh... well then who is the hernia?

Uh, that's me.

Okay, we have a hernia...

You must be otitis externa.

No, I'm Mrs. Langford.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Langford,

I meant "do you have otitis externa?"

An ear infection?

Yes, dear, I do, and I have to

tell you that these drops

Dr. Kesler recommended

aren't working.

Plus, they taste nasty.

Oh, no, these are for in your ears.

I know that, and it says "take three drops daily."

No, it says "put three drops daily in your ears."

Can you talk to my son about straightening that out for me?

Yeah.

What you looking for?

Um, I'm just trying to get a jump on dinner.

No, no, no, I've got everything under control.

Caught a rabbit this morning, I just need to dress it up,

and she's good to go.

Not in the living room, I hope.

Look... I know you never approved of me.

And, okay, I never really approved of you.

But I think it's time to throw water over the bridge

and let the past move on.

Okay.

Good.

Oh, where's Mrs. Dubois?

All done.

Give me her file and I'll make my notes.

Which file for Mrs. Dubois?

What do you mean?

Well, I found five different files,

are you sure they're all the same person?

I don't recall quintuplets. What's your point?

My point is that in one file,

you've diarized her entire medical history,

and then in another, you have details like,

the colour of her daughter's bridesmaid dresses.

You need to know your patients, both inside and out.

According to your appointment book, Dr. Kesler,

you see Miss Dubois every two weeks?

You don't want to give the wrong impression, do you?

What are you implying?

I would never get involved

with one of my patients!

No, I meant the wrong impression

to the government.

-About overbilling. -I don't put

every visit on record.

Well, that's not the way it's

supposed to be done.

Patient information can fall

through the cracks.

I know my patients!

My memory is as good as any computer.

Here.

No, no, go ahead.

Frank Sauvé.

Born December 21st, 1946. 27 years in the military.

Distinguished Service Cross in '91.

Finally got his cholesterol under control in '07.

Here, do another one. Uh, Doctor Kesler--

-Another one-- -No, I really don't--

How good's your memory?

Uh, what did you have for breakfast yesterday?

[whispering inaudibly]

Oh, no fair, calling a friend.

Okay, Doctor Kessler.

You made your point.

Who's next?

Mr. Fram.

Gallbladder, right?

Impressive.

[Doctor Kesler] Send him in.

What else can I do, Doctor Kesler?

Get me a coffee.

Coffee...

♪

Is this the part where we all hold hands and sing "Kumbaya?"

So, you're familiar with this ritual?

I think we'll leave the singing for the closing number.

The goal here is reconciliation,

to get to understand each other.

Change our outlook.

In essence, try to put ourselves

in someone else's shoes.

So, let's talk about how we got here.

Personally, I drove.

Have a little respect.

Respect?

Like the respect you showed me

with a sucker punch to the jaw?

Were you being respectful when you called that woman a "chug?"

Or said that I was a "good little Indian"

for not waving my eagle feather and banging my tom-tom?

[Sid] Hey, if you can't take a compliment--

Oh, that was a compliment?

Yeah, you know it was.

Okay, then. So, you felt disrespected.

And in your eyes, how can we make that right?

Uh, pretty easy.

It would be nice if this guy would own his crap.

And how would Gary do that?

Well, he stuck me with that Epi Pen.

When I was choking, no less.

I didn't know you were choking.

Oh, come on, I was.

I had enough adrenaline already running through me,

and then you stabbed me, and added a punch, so yeah,

I came up swinging.

[Gary] It was self defense.

Be honest, you wanted to punch me.

You had a hate on for me since day one.

Come on, that's-- that's not true.

[forced laughter]

What's not true, that you don't hate me?

You know what, if this is about reconciliation, and truth,

then shouldn't he have to come clean, Doctor?

-I-- -Yeah,

that's what I thought. Who's the real

victim here, pal?

Why don't you tell the truth?

[Dr. Cardinal] You know, Officer Garrison,

half the truth

is sometimes the whole lie.

Yeah, right...

Uh, are we done here?

Farida.

I had an affair with a married man.

Uh, okay.

Um, go ahead, go on.

My grade three class, it was parent teacher interviews...

Mr. Caruso walks in-- Richard.

Without his ex-wife, to meet with me, and...

-And? -And...

what can I say? I had an affair.

I ruined his marriage.

And now I'm repeating the same pattern with Nick.

Nick?

Erica's husband.

You kissed him in a moment of grief.

Why would you feel it's wrong to have feelings for Nick?

Well, I just told you what happened with Richard.

They're two completely separate situations.

Erica's barely cold in her resting place,

and here I am with her husband?

Ex-husband.

That's not the point.

Well, then explain it to me.

Maybe you can help explain?

You know, I always thought I was the one responsible

for ruining my marriage.

You had an affair?

Yeah--well, no, it wasn't an affair.

Oh, you mean the Nancy thing.

Nancy thing--no, no.

It wasn't an affair. It was just a fling, and it was--

My wife and I, we were separated at the time.

It was a weekend conference. It was one night

in a hotel room, one night, you know.

It lasted like, five minutes.

You know, it's--

that's a fling,

that's just a fling.

You know, it may look the same

on the outside,

but on the inside it's something completely different going on.

And grief has a way of playing with our emotions,

and it can distort our reality.

Thanks, Doctor Healy.

[intercom] To ICU, please. Lucy to ICU.

Nancy?

Well, that's out there now...

Mrs. Langford!

Are you still waiting for your son to pick you up?

Yes, I guess he forgot.

It's okay, I'll take you home.

Oh, thank you, dear.

No worries, I'll just grab my coat.

Oh, I forgot my purse.

You okay there?

What the hell?!

Dr. Kesler? We're leaving.

I, uh, thought there was some, uh...

Oh, I found a bunch of expired Lorazepam pills in there.

I figured they were brought back from patients to dispose of.

Yes, right, of course. Where are they?

Oh, I have them here. I'm going to drop them off

at the pharmacy on the way home.

Good idea. Yes.

You do that.

I will.

♪

Well, that was a colossal waste of time.

What was the point of that?

Tell me, and I'll forget.

Show me, and I may not remember.

Involve me, and I'll understand.

You understand now?

No.

Hey.

Hey...

So, how'd it go with the adjuster?

It went well.

They just have to do an assessment,

figure out how much all this is going to cost.

It's gonna--it's gonna take some time.

So, they said no?

Look, they're looking at it.

We're gonna get through this.

And you and I are going to go to Paris.

Promise.

[Eddy] Dinner's up. Let's go.

You really didn't have to knock yourself out.

I didn't.

♪ Last night I woke up from a feverish dream ♪

♪ You hopped a plane and then you followed me ♪

Francoise--

♪ You worked at the Louvre,

or at least you pretended to ♪

♪ I tried to lose you so deep in the crowd ♪

♪ But somehow you caught me, and you found me out ♪

-Give me your plate.♪ You kissed me so hard with

your arms 'round my waist ♪

♪ A boa constrictor just sealing my fate ♪

♪ We stayed all night ♪

♪ We were... we were all right ♪

♪ And we stayed all night ♪

♪ We were... we were just fine ♪

♪ We stayed all night ♪

♪ And we were... we were all right ♪