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Previously on The Resident...

How did you get this place?

Are you sure right now is the
right time to make this move?

I've never been so sure.

-Remind me why I hired you.
-Your last assistant quit,

and my dad is Zip Betournay.

He owns
the Crystal Springs golf club.

I can find you
a smoking hot date tonight.

I have someone in mind.

My ex-husband is
so hard on Grayson,

but I'm proud of him.
He's a good son.

I can't let Jessie go without
knowing what really happened.

Please, just
take a look at this.

It's Jessie's medical records.
I just,

I just want to knowthat
nothing terrible happened,

everything was done right.

It's a terrible idea.

Oh, come on, just play along.

We live under the same roof now.

-Which is amazing.
-Agreed,

but people get
on each other's nerves,

which is why I'm proposing
thatwe both get to pick one thing

that drives the other one crazy.

Only one?

Cute. Yes.

And we both try
to quell the thing

in an effort to live
happily ever after.

-Fine.
-Good. You go first.

-Okay. Here we go.
-Okay.

Go ahead.

You do this-this thing
when you eat.

What?

Mmm.

Mmm...

Mmm. Mmm!

And that annoys you?

You have no idea.

-I just like food.
-This is why I didn't want to do it.

All right, fine, yeah.
No, you're right.

I can totally enjoy
my food silently.

My turn.

-Uh-oh.
-"Uh-oh" is right.

Receiving reports
of a high-speed police chase

in Midtown Atlanta
involving two suspects

believed to be armed.

Drivers in the affected area
are being urged

to stay off the roads.

Pursuit is heading north
on Peachtree.

We have a problem.

You hang on.

Hey, you stay the hell awake.

If you keep driving like this,

you're gonna die with me,
brother.

Ain't nobody gonna die today.

That's good. Don't want yours
to be the last face I see.

Almost...

-Hey, you hang on.

A few more seconds, okay?

Listen up!
We have a Code Silver.

We need to lock the ER down now!

Get everybody out of here now.
Let's go. Hurry.

Ashley, come with me.

-The driver's armed.

Okay, security,
lock these two doors down,

-and nobody else in or out.
-Hey!

Quickly and quietly
come this way.

-Let's go. This way, in an organized fashion.
-Come on, come on, come on...

-Thank you very much.
-Come on, quickly.

-Everybody, get back!
-Let's go.

-I need help!
-Go, go.

I'm a cop, he's not.

I need him alive!

Open up!

Detective Al Raines,

Atlanta PD. FYI, I'm fine.

Yeah, with all that
adrenaline going,

Detective, you might not feel
your injuries.

It's almost over,
you son of a bitch.

-I got your ass.
-Oh, you just stay tuned, Albie.

-You stay tuned.
-You brought him here.

He's in our hands now.
You need to trust us. All right?

Let's go over here.
You can keepan eye on him from there.

-All right?
-Yeah.

I'll trust you.

Just make sure your doctors
don't trust him.

Can you bring me a lac tray?
Thank you.

Ain't no soul in that man.

He runs a crew.

They do high-end home invasions.

Break in, tie up the family,
steal everything.

Sometimes they let
the people go.

Other times,
maybe the homeowner catches

a glimpse of a face
they shouldn't,

they execute 'em.

No mercy.

All right, everyone be careful.

Can you tell me your name?

Hey, Albie?
They want to know my name.

Hey, you come on over here.

I'll show you
where to find your name.

Airways intact.
Decreased breathsounds on the left.

Got a tip earlier today.

-Caught Rob and his crew
in the act.

I cornered that bastard.

Yeah, you sure did some damage.

After he impaled himself,

I thought he might die
right there on the spot.

Got him here as fast as I could.

The rest of Rob's crew got away.

They took the homeowner
with them.

60-year-old grandfather.

It's only a matter of time
before they realize

they don't need
that hostage anymore.

Rob knows where his crew
is hiding out.

He's got to tell me where
they are soon, otherwise...

Damn it.

-Hey!
-Detective!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey!
-Give it back!

-Back up!
-Hey!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Give it up!
-Back up, man.

-Let him go, let him go.
-I got it.

-We're good. Good.

You enjoy that, Albie.

It's the last thing
you're ever gonna get from me.

Okay, let's get him
to CT carefully

and let's call the ORand let them know we're coming.

Chaz, hold down the fort.
I need to see another patient.

Devon, tag me back in

if you need help
with our detective friend.

I'm good.

Dr. Cain. You paged?

-Thanks for stopping by.
-Didn't really have a choice.

Heard how your little
chess game with Dr. Bell

got you the funds
for your clinic.

Well done.

-Thank you.
-Clock my surgical board.

It's a full slate.

I'd like for you to work
with me today,

run pre-op on all
my surgical patients.

Why me?

'Cause I demand the best,
and that's you.

So ride with me through
the first wave of surgeries

and you can bail
anytime after that, or...

force me to find a morecunning
way to make that happen.

Uh, that won't be necessary.

I'm sure one day in neuro
won't kill me.

Or will it?

No, construction business
is no joke.

You know, every step
is a fall or a break

or a shot to the ass,
in my case.

I'm seeing you got shot
with a nail gun at work.

-Who'd you piss off?
-: Self-inflicted.

Yeah, I'm a clumsy oaf.

Took two to the left cheek,

which threw me off-balance
and I tumbled off

the second floor scaffolding.

Wounds got infected
and my antibiotics

jacked up my kidneys real good.

-So that's why you're on dialysis?
-Yeah.

They say my kidneys
are bouncing back.

And I was feeling pretty good
until these damn migraines

kicked in the last couple days.

Any other pain?

No.

-Dizziness?
-No, but, Doc...

much as I dig it here,
I think I'd really prefer

something
for this migraine pain.

-Mm-hmm.
-ASAP, so I can get back to my work site.

My guys got to pull the extra
load if I'm not there, so...

Well, I'm gonna run
a test panel,

make sure everything's okay,
and then we'll go from there.

-Good?
-Good.

Make yourself comfortable.

Be careful, Doc.

You make things too nice,
I may never leave.

This isn't an herbal
or energy supplement.

It's not a daily vitamin.

It's all three.

The best nutritional scientistsin
the country helped craft

this groundbreaking product.

Six years

and every disposable dime
I hadis on this table.

Put the Chastain name
on the product,

give me your brand in
marketing, and together

we will sell millions of units,guaranteed.

I'm sorry,
this isn't real medicine.

I get it.

The supplement business
is littered

with con artists
selling snake oil,

and they are cleaning up
in a $122 billion industry.

It is the Wild, Wild West
out there,

and supplements
aren't regulated by the FDA.

Look, I get that this is
outside of your comfort zone,

but you can trust me.

My products are the real deal.

All I'm asking is for you
to give me a chance.

You know,
a hospital like Chastain

can only associate itself

with the highest standard
of medical care.

And we don't take chances.

Thank you.

Steady. I want him in the OR
in one piece.

How bad is it, fellas?
Talk to me.

-Detective, we got this. Relax.
-Not possible.

I'm coming with you.

Time to fight the law
and win, Pravesh.

You're not allowed in the OR.

Go back to the ER
for observation.

Hey, I don't need observation!

Detective, if you keep
followingus, I will call security.

I have had ICE removed,
I will have you removed, too.

-Intern don't play.

He's in V-fib.

Okay, I got no pulse.
Yeah,we need to start CPR right now.

Get these cuffs off.
We can't roll him

onto his back
or move the impalement.

All right, let's start
compressions from both sides.

-Me and you, Pravesh.
-Let's go.

Easy, guys.

-Better.

Let's go!

Remember, Docs, he dies,

hostage dies.

He's crashing again.
-All right, back at it.

Do we have code meds?

What he needs is blood.

-He's been down too long.
-Okay, he's coding.

Chu, you know what to do.

-Drape and intubate.
-You got it.

Nurse, take my place.
Nolan, scrub room with me.

I'm in. Hang two units of
O negand start pressors.

All right, let's go.
On my count? One, two, three.

-Get his back.
-Guy's got a steel bar
rammed through his chest.

Mostly, you don't survive that.

Adjust the attitude.
It's my OR, my outcome,

and I say he lives.

Aye, aye.

Come on, Pravesh,
I need a living patient.

I cannot operate on dead people.

Well, I suppose I could,
but why bother?

Holding compressions.
Pulse check.

Sinus tach.
Strong carotid pulse.

Congratulations, Pravesh.
You just saved the life

of a truly detestable
human being.

Ten blade.

Make this quick, Doc.

I'm gonna be
at Rob Spiro's bedside

the moment he comes
out of surgery.

Did you take any blows
to the chest?

Did three tours in Afghanistan.

IED blew up my Humvee.

Couldn't hear for a week.

Think I went to see a doctor?
Not once.

It's called strength
of character.

Yeah, I did two tours myself,

and anytime I have health
issues, I still see a doctor.

It's called not being an idiot.

What unit?

Navy corpsman.
Third Battalion Seventh Marines.

Battle of Sangin.

Heard that was
a hell of a time, brother.

You have any head pain?

You're damn right I do.

He hit me in the head
with a two-by-four.

Squeeze my fingers.

Ah. Doc, not with this one.

He stepped on my hand
twice here.

I'm sending you for a CT scan.

No. Not a chance.

You may have
life-threatening injuries.

In order to do my job,
I need more information

than just a standard exam.

Nah.

All right.

How about we start
with an X-ray of your hand?

They're cheap and fast.

And it will help me
with the diagnosis, brother.

Hey.

They're deep
into Spiro's surgery.

He's touch and go.

If I didn't need information
from him,

I'd tell your guys
to let him perish.

It doesn't work that way
around here.

Oh, yeah?
How's it work?

Saints, sinners,
and everything in between.

We treat them all.

It doesn't matter
what they've done

before they come
through our doors.

You don't care about their past.

I have to care about the future.

Another few hours pass,

some bad guys with an
innocent man are gonna realize

they could run a lot faster
without a hostage.

That happens,
they'll put him down

like a dog.

Please, do whatever
you need to do

so I can get what I need.

That way,
nobody else has to die.

I'm so sorry.

This is embarrassing.
I don't know why I'm crying.

Because you're human
and you're scared.

I mean... spine surgery.

On my spine.

All those nerves.

It's dangerous
and I don't want to do it.

I don't.

But the pain and weakness,

and I miss my life, but...

One step at a time, okay? Here.

This is your MRI.

See the narrowing right here.

It's putting pressure
on your spinal cord.

It's called spinal stenosis,
and what Dr. Cain wants to do

is a very common procedure

called a laminectomy.

That's just gonna
open up some space.

Only takes about an hour,

and I'll be there
to make sure everything runs

as smoothly as it can.

Your surgery's at 4:15,
so I'llprobably have someone come up

about a half hour before
to take you to the OR.

Thank you for taking the time
to tell me.

Sorry, frog in my throat.

How long have you had that?

Last month or so.

Hmm.

Do you have any blurred vision?
Difficulty swallowing?

Yes. Is that a problem?

It could be.

Let me talk to Dr. Cain.

You hang in there, okay?

I will be with you
the whole way, I promise.

Up, down, up, down, up.

All right. To the right.
Come on.

Elbow to knee.
Let's go, guys. Yup.

Weight on your heels. Let's go.

Set of eight. Let's go.

All right, you know what?

Let's, um, let's take
a five-minute break.

Stretch, hydrate,
and we're back, okay?

Good work.

If you are here to scold me

about fake medicine,
you can save your breath.

I'm broke. All right?

The business is finished.
I'm dissolving the company.

Your supplements have potential.

You killed my pitch.

You said Chastain
doesn't take chances.

They don't. I do.

I'm the one who brought you
to the board this afternoon,

and they were captivated

by your passion,
your confidence,

your obvious intellect.

Your presentation was flawless.
I'm not surprised.

You used me as a test case.

You do not want
to be in business

with Chastain and Red Rock.

They think of profit-sharing
as a chronic disease.

They will shake your hand,

then drive a knife in
your backat the same time.

Listen, Andrea,
I've spent the last year

educating myself on the world
of supplements

and, specifically, your company.

I watch its every move,

and unfortunately you've been
walking into the wrong rooms.

There's nowhere left to go.

You're out of gas.

What are you proposing?

The amazing qualities
you already bring to the table

plus my face

and the name Dr. Randolph Bell,

CEO and Chief of Surgery

on the label
of millions of bottles

of our supplements.

Rick.

Hate to kick you out
of this plush room,

but all your tests
came back negative.

So, you got, uh,

normal electrolytes,
normal blood counts.

You got a history of migraines,

uh, this is presenting
as another one.

I know that's not fun,
but if you

can handle a nail gunto the ass, you can handle this.

Hey, kidding aside,
that's a relief.

With my dialysis,

I was starting to think
maybe it was something else,

-but...
-Yeah, well, I'll write you a prescription,

-should help you out with your migraines.
-Hey.

-Thanks a bunch, Dr. Hawkins.
-All right, my pleasure.

Rick? Rick?

-Code Blue!

Code Blue, room 5417.

-I need some help in here!
-Code Blue,

room 5417.

Oh, my God.

What happened to my patient?

Complaining of migraines,

tests came back negative,
then he coded.

-Any new medications?
-Just on all the standard stuff.

Doxazosin, a statin,

-an EPO med.
-Could you have missed something?

Maybe you need to ask yourself
that question.

That's exactly what
I've been doing...

Because he received spotless
care under my supervision.

-Well, something went wrong.
-What are you implying, Dr. Hawkins?

I just want answers.

We'll get them soon enough.

-Have you seen Dr. Cain?
-Uh-huh.

Are you here just to watch him?

Is that so wrong?

Nurse Sally watched him
yesterday, twice.

Dr. Cain?

You haven't sealed off
the aneurysm yet.

Place an 8.6-millimeter coil.

-Yes?
-I need to talk to you

about your pre-op patient,
Mia Danvers.

Okay, go ahead, but hurry.

I think she may have something
other than spinal stenosis.

-No, Rodriguez,
you need more stability.

Add an interbody spacerto
the posterior vertebral body.

And you completed seven years
of neurosurgery residency?

I'm a nurse practitioner.

Yes, exactly, and why is
a nurse practitioner

-trying to re-diagnose
my patient?

Full stop. You recruited me
to work on your unit.

Mia Danvers has
atypical symptoms.

I want to run some tests.

This is all healthy
brain tissue. Good margins.

Nice work, Timmons.

You can run as many tests
as you like.

Mia Danvers will be on my
tablein OR One at 4:15.

Dr. Cain, do you always
let your residents operate

when you're not in the room?

MAN :
Dr. Meyer, call Admitting.

I am there for the crucial
partof each surgery.

Always?

My residents are second to
none.They rarely make mistakes.

And if they do, yes, I'm
always there to correct them.

So have no fear, Nurse Nevin.

All is well.

Do I detect notes
of mango and chia?

A delightful hint of acai?

They say it increases stamina.

Yeah, but, I mean, is that,
like, scientifically proven?

Proof's not required.

People believe
what they want to believe.

The placebo effect works.

If you think that acai
will give you an energy boost,

chances are,

it will.

But why you?

I mean, you're already,
like, a top dog doctor.

I mean, you're
Dr. freaking Bell.

You ever heard
of the amazing Dr. Oz?

Yeah, sure.

Dr. Sanjay Gupta?

The-the dude on CNN.
Yeah, I love that guy.

Before you walked
through the doors of Chastain,

had you ever heard
of Dr. Randolph Bell?

No.

They're household names,
I'm not.

But a $5 million investment
will get me in the game.

So we need to find someone close

with very deep pockets.

That's, uh,
kind of steep, Dr. B.

I mean, who would pony up
that kind of cash?

I'm gonna give you a hint.
Who do we both know

who's local, wealthy,
and has capital to spare?

Who has offices in Buckhead

and made his money
betting on risky ventures?

Who contributed half your DNA?

Oh, my-my pops! My dad.

-Ah.
-Set up a meeting, stat.

Yeah, you got it, boss.

Hey.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

You don't look okay.

What's up?

A patient of mine...

everything seemed fine.

Was about to discharge him,
and then he just...

coded.

No signs, no symptoms.
Dead before he hit the floor.

- I'm so sorry.
-I keep going over everything in my head.

What did I miss?

I have to figure out why.
Why-why did it happen?

You will. Here.

It's okay.

Here you go, sir.

Well, the good news is
your hand isn't broken.

-Hallelujah. I'm out of here, man.
-But...

something else must be wrong,
so I'm keeping you

in the hospital a little while
longer, run some more tests.

Doc. No. Come on.

You're being ridiculous, man.

I'm not discharging you
until I'm a hundred percent

positive you're okay.

You should call someone.

Get them to bring you
a change of clothes,

and you'll need a medical proxy.

Is it looking that bad
for me over there?

It's just standard protocol.

Aw, shh...

Damn, gonna be honest, man.

Besides an ex-wife
and a few drinking buddies,

nobody's gonna come bring me
a fresh pair of underwear.

You know...

or make no medical decisions
for me, man.

I've spent the last five years
thinking about

catching bad guys.

Especially the one you got
in your OR

right now.
Everything else, every--

everyone else
became background noise.

You all right?

Look out.
Can't see that good.

Around the edges.

Can I have a look?

Ah...

Nurse?

I need some fluids.
He's hypotensive.

Hey, Detective.

Time to wake up.

Hey.

What the hell happened?

You passed out. You can be mad
at me all you want.

Keeping you in the hospital.

You're lucky to be alive,
you know.

The cop said
you once crammed yourself

underneath a kitchen sink
for hours

during a home invasion.

That true?

Do you ever get pain
in your knees and joints?

Yeah. Always.

How'd you know that?

That hurt?

I don't feel it.

Elastic skin,

abnormal flexibility,

atrophic scars...

and pseudotumors.

I think you might have
Ehlers-Danlos syndrome.

They call it
the Stretch Armstrong disease.

It is associated with aneurysms.

They can burst at any time.

Do you have kids?

A d... a daughter.

Why?

Ehlers-Danlos is genetic.

If she has aneurysms,
it can be very dangerous.

She's going to need
aggressive surveillance.

You mean she can die from it?

Yes.

But I can manage her care.

I'd like to see her.

I got no idea where she is.

I haven't spoken to her
in ten years.

She wants nothing to do with me.

Do you have a phone number?

Mm.

How about a name?

I can track her down.

Everybody dies of something.

Intimal flap on the aorta root.

Aortic dissection.

And look
at all these discontinuities.

Thoracic
and lumbar spinal fractures.

All from a fistfight?

A lifetime of fistfights.

I'll break the news to him.

I'll page cardio and neuro.

Raptor and Cain?

That should be interesting.

Okay, my friend,
we looked at your scans.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, easy.

There you go.

Wow. I've delivered
enough bad news

in my career to know that look.

Rip off the Band-Aid, Hawkins.

You have an aortic dissection

and multiple fractures
in your spine.

Separately,
neither would be dangerous.

Together...

It's time for prayer?

I'm prepping the OR now.

Chastain has
the best surgeons in Atlanta.

Your odds are good.

You be honest with me.

If the operation
doesn't kill me,

could it put me in a wheelchair?

Got to be able to be a cop.

Yeah.

If I can't be a cop...

life's not worth living.

Let's not go there.

What is your backup plan?

What would you do
if you couldn't be a doctor?

Captain.

Detective Raines is headed
into surgery as we speak.

-Is he gonna be okay?
-It's serious but repairable.

-I'll keep you all posted, I promise.
-Please do.

Uh, can I talk to you
for a second?

I have a favor to ask.

Anything. Name it.

I need a phone number
or an address

for Rob Spiro's daughter.

She could be
in serious medical jeopardy.

-I need to examine her.
-Look, respect for your profession,

but don't waste another second
on that animal or his family.

She didn't choose her father.

You're blaming the victim.

You're a cop.
Aren't you supposed

to do the exact opposite?

-Dr. Hawkins, I was just about to call you.
-You got the results

of my dialysis patient?

Reason he dropped dead
without warning

is he had
a massive pulmonary embolism.

He's not the only one.

We've had five other patients
drop dead

from massive P.E.s
just in the past six weeks.

At Chastain?

In the past six weeks?

All dialysis patients.

Nic's sister Jessie Nevin,
she was a dialysis patient here.

First the robber, now the cop.

They're all the same
on the inside.

Yeah.

Dr. Austin.

Dr. Cain.

We'll be repairing

the aortic dissection first.

Happy for you to assist,
but you will be

-doctor number two.
-Well, it's an interesting proposition,

but I'm no one's assistant.

I'm certainly not number two.

Well, then you can monitor
the nerve function.

Or I can repair
the spinal fracture first.

The aorta is the priority.

-It's literally tearing apart.
-The spinal cord

is being transected it could
literally paralyze him.

The aortic dissection
could kill him on the spot.

Doctor number three
is gonna go prep.

Okay, last stitch...

and the aortic root
has been reconstructed.

You're missing a step
in the Yacoub technique.

No, this is
the David technique--

it's what we'd prefer
at Stanford.

Not at Hopkins.
Our studies showa lower mortality rate.

Only when the aortic annulus
is less than 27 millimeters.

Our patient is 28 millimeters.

Then reinforce the suture lines.

Coronaries need
to be properly reperfused

before you restart his heart.

We're good,

but thank you.

Take him off bypass.

-We don't want our guy to get an M.I.
-I'll handle the heart.

You stick with the brain.

Brain commands the heart.

Yeah, well,
the heart powers the brain.

All right, Nolan,

go ahead and decannulate.

Time to make space

so doctor number two
can access the spine.

You're more than welcome
to stay afterwards.

Be happy to have you retract
a few layers of soft tissue.

Someone has to do it.

-Patient's crashing.
-What the hell?

-This was an easy access.
-Aneurysm rupture.

Get the cell saver.

I'm gonna use my hands
to stop the bleed.

Bleeding stopped. Good call.

All right.

The tear spread
through the iliac.

Grab the vascular clamps.

Go proximal.

-Done.
-Now distal.

He's about to code.

It's on the backside.
I can't see where the tear ends.

All right, all right, all right.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Okay, right here.

Slide the clamp
along my fingers.

Got it.

Blood pressure stabilized.

Well done, doctor number one.

Back at you, doctor number two.

Yeah.

You know, I've been

in the health care field
a long time,

and I have never seen
anything so promising.

Supplements are
a $122 billion industry

with multiple areas of growth.

Shift your weight forward
and down.

Get more distance on your shot.

And collagen? On fire.

30% growth, $100 million.

With my medical reputation
and your business savvy,

we can make a fortune.

Uh, make sure
your hands don't cross

the swing plane.

This can be good for Grayson,
as well.

Give a bright young man
with a few bad habits

some guidance.

Get your son started
on a new path.

Magnificent effort.

The shot or the pitch?

Both.

Let's draw up the papers.

Just, uh... one ground rule

before going
to business together.

Fire away.
No secrets between partners.

No more schtupping my wife.

Here are the lab results
you ordered.

Mia Danvers
doesn't need surgery.

-Hey. In a rush?
-Hey.

My patient
with spinal stenosis--

turns out
she has myasthenia gravis.

That's what's causing
all her symptoms?

Yes. And we can treat it
with meds. I just need Cain

to cancel the surgery.
I don't want him opening her up

if he doesn't have to.

Cain finished early
on Detective Raines.

Probably squeezed your patient

-into the OR.
-Damn it.

-Did you need something from me?
-It can wait.

Go.

CAIN:
Ten blade.

I don't understand.
You didn't do the surgery?

Turns out you have

what's called myasthenia gravis.
It's an autoimmune disease.

It can be controlled
through the medication.

Oh, thank you so much, Dr. Cain.

Thank Nurse Nevin.
She's the one that caught it.

She seems relieved.

Take one guess
how much your due diligence

cost this hospital today.
No, allow me.

Mia's surgery would have run
75 grand, give or take,

not including the recovery,
so let's just call it

$150,000 all-in.

I'm not in the business

of putting people into surgery
if they don't need it.

Which is exactly why
I handpicked you.

It should come as no surprise
that I'd like to offer you

a permanent position
on my neurosurgery staff.

Give you more opportunities
to shine,

make a lot more money
than you're making now.

But I'm guessing
you don't care so much

about that last part.

Take your time. Think about it.

I have another surgery to do,

which is no doubt
a necessary one.

Have to make up
for lost revenue.

The corporate structure

will be an LLC
with partner ownership

vesting in two-year
increments, which is standard,

and starting at ten percent.

Except for me. I'll own 65%.

Any advance of money...

He'll own 65%?

How much money is he investing?

-Six.
-Six...

Million.

...be deemed a debt owed
by the partnership

and not an increase
in capital contribution...

Why didn't you tell me
that you'd reconciled

-with your husband?
-It was only three weeks ago.

We're keeping things open
this time around.

Does he know that?

Any questions?

To new partners.

And some old ones.

This is gonna be awesome.

- L'chaim.
-L'chaim.

So, Doc...

am I gonna live?

Surgery was a success.

Thank you.

Uh...

What about Spiro?

The son of a bitch
gonna make it?

He should. He's recovering.

I'm gonna need to see him.

No witnesses.

We both know
that's not gonna happen.

Actually, we don't.

Never broken any rules?

It's written all over your face.

You do whatever it takes

to save people.

You and me,
we not that different.

Spiro's crew has a hostage.

-His life is hanging
in the balance.

We're his last hope.

You tell me I'm wrong.

Turn off Rob's morphine.

You can't be serious.

And then we add a dose
of Narcan.

-That should wake him up.

His pain level would skyrocket.

I want to clear his system
of drugs.

I'm worried about his airway.

No, you're not.
He would go into shock.

What you're talking about
is torture.

What I'm talking about
is this man,

who will die
unless Rob Spiro tells us

where he's being held
and he tells us now.

Conrad, I get that you
are trying to help this man,

-but that...
-Don't lecture me on my motivations.

Hold on a second. Wait.

The cops said
they found Spiro's daughter.

I can contact her, get her
to come into the hospital,

and when he sees her,
he might have a change of heart.

He doesn't give a damn
about his daughter.

What? You don't know that.

"Everybody dies of something"?

His words. You told me yourself.

This is not our job.

We are doctors.
We save lives.

We already saved Rob's life.

Now we make him
a little bit uncomfortable

so that we save another.

You're crossing a line.

I am doing the most good

for the greatest number
of people.

Don't do this.

It has to be done.

I want no part of it.

Thanks, Connie.
This was the scene

earlier this evening
at an abandoned warehouse

in Downtown Atlanta, where
an active hostage situation

ended peacefully
with three arrests.

They rescued him, huh?

...officers have emerged
with Jason Wyans,

the hostage taken earlier today

during yet another
home invasion.

Wonder how they found him.

...the rest of Rob Spiro's crew

are now in police custody.

And I wonder
what's that thing I do

-that drives you nuts.

-I've been bracing myself all day.
-I thought

-you'd never ask.
-Hmm.

You don't like it
when I'm barefoot?

What are you doing?

The socks.

What?

You leave socks
all over the place.

It's the thing
that makes me crazy.

It's like a sock trail
all over the house.

No, I do not.

You do. Look, there's-there's
a pair over there.

Men's, size ten.

Sometimes a little sweaty.

Okay.

-I can work on that.
-Uh...

-Like, I mean...
-I will definitely

-work on that.
-Like, work real hard on it.

-Very hard.
-'Cause it's... gross.

Thank you.

Hey.

What's wrong?

The patient you lost earlier?

-Sort of.

You have been...

beating yourself up
over Jessie's death,

about how you pushed
for the transplant surgery.

What's this about, Conrad?

Jessie died
of a pulmonary embolism.

A complication from surgery.

Five other dialysis patients

died at Chastain
over the last six weeks.

All from pulmonary embolisms.

-I think whatever killed
your sister,

it killed them, too.

We need to figure out
what it was.