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[man] Previously on Hard Rock Medical--

I'm sorry for your loss. What's her name?

I don't know.

Those are some pretty serious bug bites.

The thinking is Lyme disease.

We can put Krista on amoxicillin.

Oh, I'll take it.

That way I know she's going to get it

without all of the voodoo.

You know, my oldest,

still gets nosebleeds.

He thinks it's stress-related.

Thanks, but I've had enough family medicine

on both sides of the equation.

You needed to hit rock bottom.

Well, I did hit rock bottom,

and so did Gordie.

Why did you run?

You had a pretty good thing going with Trevor.

When I found out Noah was dead,

I felt so guilty.

Where have you been for the last four months?

How can you just leave your baby?

I want to stay.

Where's my dog?

Ugh! [thudding]

Give me my dog.

[screaming] What the--

♪

You think he's dead?

[coughing, sputtering]

[Paul] This is all your fault.

Yes, of course it's my fault,

because nothing is ever your fault.

You don't take responsibility.

-Seriously? -What's up?

She's been two weeks on the antibiotics

and look- it's gotten worse.

Well, it would help if you'd follow

the dosage instructions.

Okay, okay. Let's get to

an examination room

and we'll have a look.

[loon calling]

So, we're testing to see

whether the engraftment

has started making healthy

white blood cells in your body.

The neutrophils? The ones that start fighting off infection?

Yeah, that's right.

[chuckling]

And how long is that going to take?

Well, your bone marrow came from a good source,

so I imagine we'll start seeing results any day now.

Story of my life. Hurry up and wait.

Can we get a rush order on those cells to start working, please?

Hey, good news.

Dr. Dallaire has approved your posting in Sudbury.

I guess he didn't get the memo.

I'm kind of strapped here now.

Well, we can arrange to have you finish your placement here.

No. Bonnie should be done her treatment soon.

I should be fine.

All right, then. We'll leave it as is.

-Hey, Mom. -Sean?

What are you doing here?

Well, you didn't return my call,

so I figured the only way to get your attention

would be to come and see you.

All way from Vancouver?

Mom, I haven't been there in three months.

I was down in Nebraska, protesting the pipeline.

Jesus. Don't tell me you got arrested again.

-Like, when? -I don't know, Sean.

You know, I lose track of how many bleeding-heart causes

you just throw yourself into.

Mom, seriously.

The permafrost in the Arctic is melting

and screwing with our weather patterns.

It's hot where it should be cold,

cold where it should be hot--

And wet where it should be dry.

-Exactly. -Yeah. I got it.

What is it you want?

You always assume the worst.

[man over intercom]Dr. Helvy to ER, please.

Cameron, hey.

-Gina. -What's going on?

You never called me back.

Uh, yeah, I know. It's been crazy here.

Cameron, quit the chit-chat and get scrubbed in.

-Okay. -Gina, what are you doing here?

Uhh, it's my day off.

Well, lucky you, it just turned into a work day.

-What do we have? -This gentleman was found by

a couple of kids in the woods,

suffering severe dehydration,

and what appears to be gunshot wounds to his gluteus maximus.

He's been given a sedative. Roger that.

[man on intercom]Blue Team to ICU.

Blue Team to ICU, please.

It just--[chuckling]. It never rains.

Okay, Rosie, we gotta go.

Cameron and Gina, get the wound cleaned up,

and start him on an antibiotic drip.

-Okay. -Oh, and Cameron?

Because of the gunshot wounds,

the police are gonna want to talk to him

when he comes around, to find out what went down.

Great.

[Rich] Eva?

Hey, Rich. Uhh... it's not a

good time right now. I gotta--

That new doc at the clinic,

he says my HDL, the LDL, the NH--whatever--

7 Your bad cholesterol.

Yeah. Yeah?

He says it's high.

I'm looking for a second opinion.

I don't need to look at that to know that clogged arteries

and heart attacks run in the Longboat family.

See? That's why we need you.

The other doc wouldn't know that stuff.

[chuckling]

Regardless of the fact, Rich,

I can only point you in the right direction.

The rest is up to you.

And you can start by cutting back on the bacon

that you're sneaking in the kitchen at Deirdre's.

Give up bacon?

You drive a hard bargain.

I'll get back to you on that.

Now who wants a second opinion?

Hi. Can I help you?

I'm looking for a young woman named Amanda,

and her baby Marley.

And you are?

Christine Gibbs.

I'm Marley's grandmother.

[man on intercom] Dr. Healy, paging Dr. Healy, thank you.

You want your dad's ashes?

Yeah. Heather said you had them.

Yeah, I have them, but--

Me and some of my friends are going to Burning Man,

and I wanted to honour Dad

by having this ceremony with his ashes.

Run--Run--Running Man? What?

Burning Man. You know, the big banger in the desert.

I'm not following you here.

Some of my fondest memories with Dad

are, when I was little, and we'd play Super Mario

and we'd build Lego,

so what I want to do

is I want to build a giant Super Mario out of Lego

and then burn it with his ashes.

I think it's what he would have wanted.

You think so?

You hadn't seen your father

in over a year before he died, John.

Can you cut me some slack, Mom?

If I got something worth listening to, yeah, maybe.

Is there any, uhh, food in this joint? I'm starving.

I want to meet my grandson.

He's not here.

Is he with Amanda?

She and Trevor took Marley to a play-date.

So if you'd like to leave your number,

I can get her to call you.

How's her drug problem?

That's none of your business.

And who's Trevor?

My cousin, the father.

[scoffing]

Look, the two of them

are fine, they're good.

[engine rumbling] And they're caring with Marley.

[Amanda] We'd agreed this week

I'd be on bottle duty and you'd be on diapers!

That was before he started solids,

and he didn't stink to high heaven!

Oh, right, and I'm sure he smelt

like a bouquet of roses before.

It was a lot sweeter than mashed-up

broccoli, that's what!

Trevor, geez! It was your idea!

♪

Krista is back, and her rash is worse than ever.

It's different, it seems more like hives,

it comes and goes and it's really itchy.

Her blood work came back confirming it was Lyme disease.

Is the Amoxicillin not working?

Well, it should be.

Is there an alternative treatment we can offer?

Well, another antibiotic we'd likely prescribe is Doxycycline,

but not in a child.

I mean, it yellows their teeth,

it can create complications in bone development.

So, what should I recommend?

Personally, I would just stay with the Amoxicillin,

and give her some diphenhydramine

for the itchiness in the short term.

Right. Okay, thanks, Dr. Healy.

Okay.

♪

[police radio chattering, indistinctly]

Good day, sir.

What can I do for you, officer?

A couple of kids found some guy,

a junkie in the woods about a mile from here.

Someone shot him in the ass.

Oh, yeah?

Sorry for the language, ma'am.

Pretty sure he stole an ATV.

Don't know anything about that.

Whoa, whoa! Careful!

It's just birdseed.

Yeah, I'm allergic to nuts.

No nuts, it's just seed.

They make that stuff with peanut oil.

[chuckling] [Unclear], you're right.

So, if you, uhh, happen to see anything...

what's your name, sir?

Eddy Riviere.

You wouldn't be related to Charlie Riviere?

He's my son.

You happen to see anything or hear of anything, uhh,

regarding the ATV,

that's my card.

♪

[Gina] Did you find Dawn?

Uhh, no.

It's funny how two people you know have had memory loss.

Yeah.

Speaking of which,

still no memory of your assailant?

Nope. Nothing.

Hmm. He probably won't be showing his face

any time soon.

What is this?

[Gina] Hmm... looks like a birdseed.

Yeah, it does.

Okay...

I think we are good here.

I still don't get why you felt the need to go over there

and apologize to him.

I guess we see things differently, Cam.

You can say that again.

Uhh, bandage, please.

Thank you.

I clearly don't have the depth of caring that you do, Gina.

Of course you do, Cam.

No, you don't know me like you think you do, because if I ever

get my hands on that clown...

[sighing] Let's get him cleaned up.

♪

Thank you.

What? What is it?

[gasping, groaning]

I just want a role in my grandson's life.

Now that I've held and met him, I feel really good about that.

Well, I'm okay with that.

You can come visit any time you like. Right?

However you want to arrange it.

You're misunderstanding.

I want custody of Marley.

I'm sorry, what?! What?

I don't mean either of you any disrespect,

but it's obvious that I can offer Marley

a better life than one he'd have here.

Obvious?!

No, what I mean to say is that I

have the means to provide him

with whatever he'll need.

But I'm his mother!

And I know you're trying your best,

and I know you didn't mean to abandon your baby,

but how can you say for sure

that you won't just run off again?

Call me when you've had time to consider.

Ohh,

and I'd avoid the high-fibre

foods like broccoli

until he's a little bit older.

[plane engine buzzing]

Amanda...

She's eight years old, and you've got her

drinking regurgitated baby's milk!

It's kefir, you ignoramus!

It helps counter the antibiotics that you've been giving her.

Antibiotics that were prescribed by a doctor,

and not some New Age quack!

Excuse me, please-- [vomiting]

Oh, my God! There you go!

That's what you get for being an anti-vaxxer!

[scoffing] Sure, and it's just some mild coincidence

that Jane and Meryl's kids have autism?!

Okay, time out!

Can I please ask you both to step outside?

Okay? Just for a moment.

[sighing in frustration]

You okay, sweetie?

Here.

[sighing]

I just think,

maybe, you can use your time more productively

than running off on this...

On this what? Adventure?

YOLO, Mom! Look what happened to Dad!

Stop using that as an excuse to justify

why you won't commit to anything.

You know what you are? The ultimate killjoy.

Mom, you gotta cut loose.

Have some fun now and again.

Oh, really, yeah? Yeah!

The only time you ever let loose

was when you had sex with Dad in that hot air balloon.

What? [sniggering]

Who told you that?

He did.

Oh, Sean, let's just cut the crap.

What are you really here for?

I told you. I want, uhh, Dad's ashes.

And?

Uhh...

I want my trust money.

God! [chuckling scornfully]

Yeah, no, no, sorry. Sorry, no.

You're not getting that until you're 25 years old,

and certainly not to go, what,

run off with some Running Man circus!

Burning Man! Burning. Man.

Whatever. Jesus!

Mom, I'm 23 years old. Quit treating me like a child!

I'll stop treating you like a child

when you start acting like an adult, Sean.

Wow. [laughing scornfully] Wow!

That is the most bullshit mom answ--ahh, shit!

Oh, Jesus.

Do you still get those? Don't!

Just don't.

By the way, the poutine here sucks!

It does suck.

The blood in the living room, the shotgun,

the ATV?

Come on! Okay, yeah.

That guy broke in, threatened me.

He was trespassing!

For God's sakes, Eddy, I have cancer!

Our house is infested with mould, and now this?!

Charlie doesn't need any more stress in his life.

He has to graduate.

Of course.

I'll get rid of the ATV.

None of this will come back on Charlie, I promise.

Yeah. I'd be scared too.

You broke into Gina's apartment and assaulted her! What the--

I don't know what you're talking about.

[groaning in pain]

What'd you guys do to me? [groaning]

I can't feel my legs.

Feels like you tried to injure me even more while I was out.

It's malpractice. [groaning]

All right, enough of your bullshit!

And if I wanted to hurt you, you wouldn't be waking up right now.

Stop it!

Gina, seriously. We have him dead to rights!

No, we don't, because I can't prove anything!

You don't have to prove anything. You know it!

What she said.

I'm sorry. Cam, I can't lie.

I don't remember.

I guess we're done here.

[groaning in pain]

[groaning continuing]

These diamonds look familiar?

[shouting, grunting in pain]

[knocking on door]

Sorry, doctor.

[groaning]

Is the patient coherent enough to talk to?

Yeah. Yeah, he is.

Oh, and, uhh, Gina is too.

Yeah, it was him.

It was him. He's the one who attacked me.

Hey.

Hey, hon. How was your day?

I've had better.

I just saw a cop car leaving?

What's that all about?

-Sid Garrison? -Who?

Pa, he's the crooked cop who took my Harley,

and almost got Gary kicked out of school!

Ben Tabarnaque!

What did he want?

He was looking for directions.

Yeah, well next time, tell him to get lost.

[bird calling]

I got it.

Amanda? Let's talk this through.

There's nothing to talk about.

She's just trying to rattle your cage.

Well, she's done a good job!

You can't let her bulldoze her way in here

and take Marley like the Sixties' Scoop!

Oh, so this is more about taking a stand for a cause

and making a point, not what's actually best for Marley?

What's the difference? Scoop kids weren't shipped

to Rosedale in Toronto where they had a silver spoon

shoved in their mouth, by their own grandma!

Is that what you're saying you want?

I don't know what I want right now.

I don't know.

How are you feeling?

Much better now. Good. How's the rash?

Not so itchy any more.

Where are my mom and dad?

I asked them to go home, keep you for the night.

Make sure you're okay.

I'm kind of hungry.

Ohh? How about we get some chicken noodle soup

to settle that stomach?

But... my stomach feels much better.

I see. How much better?

Do they have, like, any fries and gravy?

I think we can arrange that.

♪ Reach my home, and call my name ♪

Eva?

Yeah?

Who was that lady?

[sighing] Marley's grandmother.

Hmm...

Is that my first CD?

Yeah, I found it in Auntie's collection.

I heard it before, but I never really listened to it.

And you're listening to it on a portable CD player,

no less. I'm honoured.

Is "Call My Name" about my mom and dad?

Yes... but if you listen to the whole album,

it speaks to more than--

So my dad's death wasn't

an accident, was it?

Didn't your mom tell you?

My mom's told me shit!

She's always trying to protect me.

Protect me from the truth?

[sighing]

He committed suicide, right?

I think it was an accident. An overdose.

So my mom was a user too.

Mylo, it was-- It was what?

She has Hep C! I know what I'm talking about,

I'm not a little girl any more.

I know you aren't.

Cancer or no cancer, I can take care of myself,

and I'm gonna fight this thing on my own terms.

I don't doubt that for a minute.

Why don't you get some rest?

♪ Well, I'm alive,

I wanna say that... ♪

♪

I gotta go to the station

and make a statement with the... evidence.

Well, while you're there, you might as well

make a statement about me.

What?

I'm a fraud, Gina.

No different than the conman in the next room.

Cam, don't say that.

Sure, it's not a problem when

you're taking money from rich assholes

who don't know any better.

What's going on with you?

Jesus!

What happened?

She arrested, and--and--

Cam, I'm confused.

A lightning strike, Gina!

I should have known better, I let her slip through my fingers!

Cam, it's not your fault.

I didn't even know her full name.

What kind of a person

doesn't ask the one they care about...

their full name?

♪

Here.

No, I don't want them. They bring back way

too many bad memories.

What am I supposed to do with 'em?

I don't know.

You always said they came from the earth.

They should go back to the earth.

♪ I'll be spending all, all, all ♪

♪ My days ♪

♪ Lost in a dream

♪ And when I ♪

♪ Close my eyes ♪

♪ I feel your body ♪

♪ Next to me ♪

♪ So won't you ♪

♪ Say you'll be ♪

♪ My somebody ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ 'Cause it's the right end ♪

♪ And I've been on the road ♪

♪ Such a long time ♪

♪ I can't sleep, no ♪

♪ It's killing me ♪

♪ 'Cause I want you by my side ♪

♪ So, honey, won't you ♪

♪ Say you'll be my ♪

♪ Somebody tonight ♪

♪