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The odd to being killed by your own toothbrush,

are about 642,000 to 1.

But those odds dramatically increase if you're stressed

and totally burnt out. Now, I'm not saying

if you're tired, not to brush your teeth, but...

- Yo! Watch it, man! - Dude, I'm sorry.

I'm so torched right now, I can barely see straight.

Bro, when was the last time you took a day off?

- I'm looking for a Sinead O'Rourke. - Sinead? She's our boss.

Great!

- Sign here. - Yeah.

- Initials okay? - Yeah.

Okay. And there you go.

Oh no, no, no.

Don't look at me, I've got enough problems of my own.

Boop!

Guess what happened today, you guys.

- I went on a date this morning. - I'm barely up right now,

how have you already gone on a date this morning, today,

- earlier than work? - You know what?

Priorities, Wolf. Early bird gets the boo.

So, he's a physiotherapist.

He asked me to a Sunrise yoga class.

- Oh, that's sweet! - That's weird.

But it could have been worse.

I mean, it could have been hot yoga.

When class ended, he didn't wipe off his yoga mat.

- Oh! - No. Nuh-uh.

No. Funky yoga mat, funky dude. Bad funky.

Right? That's exactly what I thought.

Speaking of hygiene issues, you smell a little ripe.

No, I put on deodorant today. I think.

Or was that yesterday? I don't know.

- What day is it today? - I'm worried about you, roomie.

Seriously, nap on your break, please.

Good morning, beautiful people!

Naz, you're in Radiology. Grace, floating.

Ashley, triage.

Keon... Mr. Colby,

Okay, let him know he's in Radiology as well.

And Wolf, the tireless tadpole,

you have the pleasure of shadowing me after you finished your charting.

What's with the happy?

I don't know,

but it makes him even scarier, doesn't it?

Have a fun day, buddy.

Ah.

Pick up the pace, Knight. Charts.

- Thank you. - Oooh! No, no, no, no!

Absolutely not! Nope!

- Happy birthday? - Happy birthday!

Get those out of my ER.

You're up, Grace, get on it.

- Talk to me. - Vivian Adem, 16. She crashed inside

a fast food joint. Sudden severe abdominal pain.

BP's 110 over 60. She's been in and out.

Hi. My name is Grace. I'm gonna touch your tummy, okay?

- No! - I know, I'm sorry. I have to do this.

What about there? Does it hurt there?

Generalized abdominal pain. Involuntary guarding.

Pop her up in ultrasound.

In the meantime, we get her some pain relief.

Okay, come on.

- Grace? - Hmm?

Totally wrong time, but drinks the other night, I had fun.

- Yeah, me too. - We should do it again sometime.

Sure.

Where's Ruby? Ruby?

- Vivian, what's wrong? - My sister. We were getting

breakfast together, she went to the bathroom. Where is she?

Um, okay, don't worry.

Oh! She's spitting out blood! Come on!

We gotta go now! Bay 5, let's go! Hurry!

- Synced and corrected by Firefly - - www.addic7ed.com -

Damn, girl!

Can I call you that? Who are you and how can I get your number?

I'm not your girl. I'm your nurse, Nazneen.

So...

you got doored on your way to work, huh?

- Yeah. - Ouch!

The doc you saw earlier has requisitioned an X-ray.

I'm gonna clean your cut now,

and check your collarbone after, okay?

Okay.

Do you know one of the meanings of Nazneen is "beautiful"?

Exquisitely beautiful actually.

Veer means brave.

I know.

So, Mr. Brave,

what I don't know

is why you smell like alcohol this early

- in the morning. - Oh, girl, that's 'cause

my cousin Dev and I were getting lit, yo.

He aced his med school exams.

- Can you lift your arms? - No. No.

But, you know, I could really use something for the pain

though, like Oxy, T3,

laughing gas. If that's out... You know,

- if that's still a thing, yo. - Mr. Sikka...

Come on! Hey, I'm not what you think I am, right?

I'm just really in a lot of pain here, and I could...

You know, I could just...

Hey, I actually realized I know you.

No, I'm sure you don't.

Oh, for sure I know that face though.

Well, it is one of a kind.

Okay, I need to get you to X-ray.

I'll get you a wheelchair for the walk.

You're not gonna offer me your shoulder?

Not today.

How about Instagram? Do you have Instagram?

My sister.

You have to try to stay still.

It's okay. We'll have someone bring her here as soon as the police

locate her, okay? We just need to work on getting you better now.

You don't understand. I'm the one who looks after her.

My dad's a pilot, he's doing it overnight.

- Stay still, please. - We're almost done.

- Looks hazy. - Could be an ulcer.

Suggests a perforation. We should get her up to the OR.

Okay.

Sorry to interrupt. I am Detective Walker.

- Did you find Ruby? - I've got officers patrolling

the area, but so far we haven't been able to locate your sister.

- Oh. - She might have tried

- to walk home or school. - Ruby.

It's okay, we're gonna find her.

Hmm... I'll be right back. I'll get you those addresses.

What's up, baby girl?

Hey, mama.

Uhhh...

Dear, Dr. Banks...

Candy Crush time is over.

This is Veer.

He's gonna need your help into getting into his gown.

I told her she would love to assist.

And she didn't go for it?

- Shocking! - I wanted to show her

- my cheese-grate abs, man. - Thank you.

Come on, Parmesan. You can show me.

Hey, your loss.

- But my gain. - Alright.

- Sinead. - Speak fast.

I'm one year closer to my grave.

Oh, uh... okay.

My patient cracked his collarbone

- and is in significant pain. - So ask a doctor

- to write you an order. - That's the thing.

I'm worried he might also be a drug seeker.

Should I still ask for narcotics?

Go with your gut.

If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck,

it's probably a duck.

I didn't ask about... ducks.

- Is that a yes or no? - Yeah, that...

that's a firm no.

Aaah... for real, this pain is killing me;

- can you help me out, yo? - Acetaminophen,

- best I can do. - Aaah...

Ha-ha!

Nah, the best you can do is give me your number,

we go to Albion Cinemas, watch Bollywood movies

and throw popcorn at the screen. Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Our social worker's number on here,

I really think you should give him a call.

Wait. Oh, wow!

You're... Are you Nazneen? Are you Nazneen Khan?

Ha-ha! I got it!

Bollywood child star Nazneen Khan.

Holy shit! My cousin Dev was in love with you.

If there's nothing more...

Of course there's more. You gotta do your catchphrase,

the warrior dressed as the baby cow.

- No. Now sit up straight. - Ah, please.

Please, please, please! Yo, Dev and I watched all your movies.

Yo, you didn't help me with the pain, the least you can do

is anesthetize me with your talent.

The coast is clear.

Moomoo, I love you!

- You still got it. - I know!

Now, let's get you discharged. Ha-ha!

Nazneen Khan, wow!

Because you're cheating

in some way I can't figure out. How did I get that?

- That's the worst card I could've had. - Always have the worst cards.

- If you weren't cheating... - I'm so sorry

the charting took so long. My brain isn't quite...

Don't apologize. Gave me more time to fleece the sarge here.

Here we go!

Nothing. Deuce dime, double skunk.

I know I'm tired, but could you understand

- what he just said? - Wolf, this is my best friend

and the world's worst cribbage player,

- Sergeant Edward Miller. - Nice to meet you, sir.

Hey, he looks like he's in the movie

with that kid who wakes up in grown-up's body.

Come on, man. Everything's too big for him.

The table's too big, the shoes are too big...

- What's it called? - Big.

Big, yeah.

Edward and I have worked together in Afghanistan.

This man saved my life. Twice.

- It's dope. - Yet, he still insists

on cheating me out of my military pension.

Cheating? Ha!

Sarge would rather be waterboarded than part with his money.

Oh, so because I'm Scottish, I'm cheap? You know that's racist, right?

A Black man can't be racist against a Scottish guy;

- it just doesn't work that way. - Yeah. Okay, now he has a point there.

Edward's here for his monthly lung volume checkup

for his pulmonary disease. You're up.

Oh, wait. I've never done this before.

I know. So let's hustle up, Buttercup.

Vivian, I'm giving you a fresh dose of hydromorphone for the pain

and something for the nausea.

Trying to keep you as comfortable as possible, okay?

Dr. Rossi is good to go in the OR.

I can't go into surgery 'til I know Ruby's found.

You don't understand, I'm the one who takes care of her.

The patient doesn't consent to surgery.

But she's a minor. Her dad's probably still in the air.

Priority is saving her life.

I know. No! Vivian, please come on, I'm on your side.

Pulse is 120 and threading. BP's 80 over 50.

She's going in septic shock. Push a gram of ampicillin.

Get all the lines open, let's go!

- Let's move! - Vivian! No!

No, it's okay.

Code pink first floor, unit 7.

Don't. Don't let her die!

It's okay. I got you now.

Please!

What do you tell the patient?

- I'll test your airways and lung volume? - Correct. Then?

We're gonna do three efforts to test the lung volume.

- What he said. - Hey, take this seriously.

Hey, stand down, Master Corporal,

- he's an FNG. - What's an FNG?

You don't want to know. What's next?

Okay. I'm gonna put my tongue down.

I'm gonna close my mouth around this piece.

I'm gonna blow up fast three times.

Just like I'm playing the bagpipes.

You're gonna write down the numbers.

- Okay, blow away, Danny Boy. - Danny Boy's Irish, but...

I'm just gonna write down the numbers here.

I want to order a full workup.

I think you just want me to stay longer

so you can steal more crib money.

Edward, your lung capacity values are significantly lower

- than on your last visit. - Don't look so serious.

Come on. It's just a bunch of hot air.

Okay, let's get the sergeant ready for transport.

You grab an oxygen tank

and take him to the lab.

Tell Jamil I want him bumped to the front of the line.

- I'll meet you up there. - On it like a bonnet, sir.

Keon Colby to Obstetrics.

- Keon Colby to Obstetrics. - Hey, lady.

Here you go.

- Can I get you something to eat? - How much longer will it take?

I don't know,

but I'm sure Dr. Rossi is taking great care of your sister.

My mommy died in this hospital.

Oh, my gosh. I'm so sorry.

I was 9.

Was she sick?

Sick in her head.

Mr. Adem's plane just landed.

- I've sent my guys to bring him right over. - Great!

Hear that? Your daddy's on his way here.

I don't want him to be sad about Vi.

How about you let me worry about that, okay?

Now come on.

Let's go get you a treat,

shall we?

Close the door.

Actually, leave it open.

I'm just gonna cut to the chase. Hmm...

What happened between us the other day,

- it can't happen again. - Okay.

- Not at work. - So what about other places?

Keon, I like you... a lot.

Don't get smug about it.

There is a power dynamic

between us that we... that I need to address.

I don't mind you being in charge

- if that's what you're asking. - I do. In a delivery room

I have to be, but not in a relationship. It's gotta be 50-50.

Cool. So, we can just take turns being boss in the bedroom.

I am a single mother

with a busy practice; I don't have time...

You sure got lots of excuses, though.

Keon, we're in very different places in our lives,

and you need to ask yourself if you're gonna be okay

with what I have the capacity to give.

Okay, I'll think about it.

You know it's weird how sometimes talking about doing it

is almost sexier than actually doing it.

Think about it.

I am thinking about it. Right now.

You're okay? You're comfy?

Oh, I make a living. Thank God.

Come on, that was a joke.

Oh, man, I'm so sorry. I'm not sharp today. I'm...

You got like the... thousand-yard stare.

Did you know that they coined

that term during the Second World War and it's

a symptom of battlefield exhaustion and stress.

Except I am not on a battlefield.

Oh yeah? Don't kid yourself.

I guess I've been burning the candle on both ends.

- Mm-hmm? - Running into financial difficulties.

Yeah. I mean, well, I think there's only

one financial difficulty...

no money.

- That would be the one! - Yeah. Yeah!

You got it, man.

You can't work yourself into the ground,

Okay? Because you are gonna make yourself sick.

And that is straight from the donkey's mouth.

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

Oh, no, no, no. I think... I think we're stuck.

Hmmm... okay.

I spy with my little eye a bouquet.

Yeah!

Good work!

- Okay, your turn... - Sorry. Sorry, sorry

to jump the queue, but I'm in a bit of a rush.

But you can all put your drinks on my tab. Grace.

- Look who it is. - Hi.

- Hi. - And who's this?

Oh! Uh, this is my patient's sister.

Don't worry, your sister's in the best hospital

- in the entire universe. - Thomas, I know you're busy,

why don't you go on ahead and I'll catch up.

I want to say a proper hello to Grace.

I can't wait for this bureaucratic BS to be over,

so I can get back to running the hospital. Or three.

I thought he would never stop talking.

It is so good to see you've landed on your feet.

- We miss you at the General. - Yeah. I miss you guys too.

Are you working with him?

No, I was appointed nursing rep for the merger.

No, I would never have volunteered

- to be Hamilton's sidekick. - Mm-hmm.

Hey, Linda, um, do you want to get coffee later?

Yeah. Yeah, I'd love that.

How about I text you after all the paper pushing's done.

- Great! - Okay!

- It's good to see you. - You too.

Yeah.

Sorry. Uh, okay.

I think she's still deciding, but I will take the one

with the sprinkles, and I'll pay for those myself. Thank you.

Which one you're thinking?

Blue?

There's no reception.

- You pressed the emergency button? - Oh, right. Yes, yes, alright.

Security.

- Hello? - [Hi. Yeah, I'm sort of stuck]

[in an elevator with... with a patient.]

[He has respiratory difficulties.]

[And not a huge fan of closed spaces.]

Wait, are you claustrophobic?

Being in a hole for six months will do that to you.

[Copy that. Can you please page my boss, Damien Sanders?]

Okay, try to relax.

We're going to get you out of there as fast as we can.

Punch it again.

You really don't need to press it again, I'm already on the line.

[I know, it just makes us feel better, alright?]

- Okay. - Wolf,

- can you hear me? - [Oh, my God! Yes, Damien.]

Aaah...

Not feeling so good here,

- Corporal. - [Hang in there, Sarge.]

He's looking a little gray. No offence.

And he's wheezing quite a bit.

Okay, you need to listen to every word I say.

- You feel me? - Yes, sir.

Place your palm on Edward's chest and breathe with him.

Slow his breathing down.

- I want to get out. - It's okay.

- Okay. Hey, hey. - [No, Wolf, don't let him move!]

Edward, Edward, hey, hey, hey.

- Let go of me, FNG. - Don't push him!

- He's fighting me, Damien. - Come on, come on.

Come on, come on. You're okay,

- you're okay. - I was on two tours;

I am not going down in a freaking elevator.

[Wolf, listen.]

Plug the tube into the tank first,

[and then place the mask on him.]

Okay. It's alright. It's alright.

- What are you doing?! - The tank's

[almost empty.]

Didn't you check the pressure when you grabbed it?

- I didn't think I needed to. - Bag him! Do it now!

Hey. Right here, right here, right here. Hey.

Hey. Vivian's out of surgery.

You want to go see your sister?

This way.

Opiate overdose.

Pulse is thready. BP 90 over 40.

- One breath every 10 seconds. - Wait!

- What's happening? - Stand aside, please.

Can I stay with him? Please, he was my patient.

Go on, so.

- There she is! - You're okay!

So sorry I left you.

I love you. You know that, right?

Oh, hey.

- Hey, you okay? What happened? - I'm so sorry, Daddy,

I didn't mean to leave her alone.

I know, honey, I'm just... happy you're okay.

I'm John Adem.

- Hi. - Oh, hi. I'm Grace,

- Vivian's nurse. - Thank you.

So what happened? Was it her appendix?

No. Vivian had an ulcer which perforated.

An ulcer?

Is that common in a child her age?

Not common, no.

Ruby told me about your wife.

I'm so sorry to hear.

Yes, uh... We don't like to talk about that.

We can't change the past; all we can do is move forward.

Right, girls?

Mr. Adem, I hate to confess this because it is totally my fault,

but all Little Ruby has had to eat today

- is a donut. - Oh!

She could probably use a proper meal.

And Vivian should get some rest.

- Right. Yes. - But I don't want to leave Vi.

I know, honey. Hey, get rest, okay?

And you food. Come on, let's go.

Donut.

- So what kind of donut was it? - Ha-ha!

You know, your dad doesn't...

but think you do want to talk about it.

Your mom?

I'm a really good listener.

You can leave too, please.

Okay.

Hello there, fellow underslept,

constantly hungry, deeply fatigued human.

Are you okay?

Yeah. No. Just a patient I'm not sure how to help.

Have you tried a fleet enema?

No. Seriously, my grandpa Roy was a GP back at home;

his answer to absolutely everything was a fleet enema.

Thanks, but I'm not entirely sure

how that's gonna help in this case.

Actually, maybe like an emotional enema.

Try that.

Hey. You guys hear?

Wolf's stuck in an elevator with some guy with respiratory distress.

- What?! - Yeah. Damien's gotta monitor at Security.

Oh, my God! The poor guy's exhausted, I gotta go help him.

- Cover my patients for me. - Ash!

- Who are your patients? - Place your left thumb

all the way around the seal and then squeeze.

I can't get a proper seal; the oxygen keeps seeping out.

- [Try again!] - One. One, two. One.

[It's working, it's working. Hanging on here,]

- [I think he's gonna be okay.] - Attaboy, Wolf.

- Ash, is that you? - [Someone better be covering]

- your patients, Collins. - Yeah. Keon and Grace are on it.

- So nice to hear a friendly voice. - He didn't mean it like that.

Is his chest expanding?

Dude, check it with your stethoscope.

[What am I listening for?]

Listen for decreased air entry

[on both sides.]

His right and left side don't sound the same.

Oh no, you pushed too hard and caused a pneumo.

- [What?!] - You collapsed his lung.

_

Oh, my God!

Oh, he's stable, but in a medically induced coma.

Is it, uh...

is it propofol or pentobarbital?

Pentobarbital.

Good. Good. Less chance for respiratory problems.

Ah. You're the cousin in med school.

Yeah, uh... I'm Dev.

And its early day, so...

I'm his nurse, Naz.

So what do we do now, Naz?

Now, we wait.

At every party,

he was always the one buying everyone trays of shots.

Always wanted to go to the next club, the next bar...

... keep the party going.

When someone's in that mode, there's nothing

- you can do to stop them. - No. I knew he had a problem.

I should have pushed harder for him to get help.

He was drunk when he came in earlier.

I gave him a pamphlet, and I discharged him.

Hey, hey, it's not your fault.

Right back at you.

No. Yeah, I mean... it was Veer's way.

He always had to take charge.

And now... Hey, do you think he can hear me?

If there something you want to say, you should.

I feel so strange treating him like a patient.

So treat him like your brother.

He can hear you.

I'm sure he can.

Okay.

You always had to do things your way, didn't you, Veer?

But not this time because this time

you can't talk back.

This time, you have to listen to me.

I'm not letting you go. You have to stay alive,

you have to keep fighting.

_

I know you're a born fighter.

Uh, look, I... I don't want to get you

in trouble, but could you help me with something?

It's kind of a family tradition.

Damien, help me. The tank's almost out of oxygen.

Don't die, okay? Don't die. Please, just tell me

- [what to do, Damien.] - I told you what to do, but

- you were too stupid to do it! - Hey, that's not fair,

- he hasn't slept. - And that's my fault?!

No, but he's scared, okay, so cut him some slack.

It's working. It's working. We're moving!

[We're moving! The elevator's moving!]

Wolf, get off on the fourth!

Let's get him to ICU now!

I should take your license!

Get out of my sight!

Vivian...

I'm just gonna check your vitals if that's alright.

- Your dad and Ruby? - Still downstairs.

She probably can't decide what to order.

She's a Gemini, has trouble making up her mind.

Ah. Yes, I witnessed that with the donut.

I'm Taurus, we're natural empaths.

Hmm.

Maybe... you'll be a nurse.

No way. I hate hospitals.

No offence.

None taken.

Especially this one.

Your mom...

Right, no fly zone.

You know, I... I know what it's like

to grow up too soon.

For me, it was for my mom

'cause my dad was, well,

someone you needed to be protected from sometimes.

- My dad's not like that. - No, I know.

He seems like a really good dad,

which is why I think you could talk.

I can't. He can't.

Before she, uh...

It's okay to say it.

Killed herself...

... I told her I hated her.

Ohhh...

Then, I slammed my door

and turned up my music.

And then she...

My dad doesn't know...

... about the fight, that...

that the last thing I said to her was...

Oh, honey, that isn't your fault.

After that, I just did what I had to do.

To survive.

I get it. Believe me, I do.

But I think everything you've done up until this point

has been totally right.

Everything.

I think sometimes that things that we do

to survive stop working.

Sometimes, they even hurt us.

Well, maybe it's time to try something else.

- Oh, thank you. - Thank you for making the time.

- Are you kidding? - I look for excuses

to come home late. Ty is collecting bonsai again.

Bonsai!

So what is it you wanted to talk about?

Hmmm....

I actually want to ask you something.

Mm-hmm.

You remember that day at the General

when you saw me in the OR crying by myself?

Do you know why I was crying?

Grace, this isn't a path you want to go down; it's a dead-end.

It never turns out well for the nurses.

"For the nurses"?

No one ever wins against him.

Lungs collapse all the time.

Damien... was making it sound

like it's the first time it's ever happened.

- Thank you. - But you know, you should

really... take a couple of shifts off,

sleep, you know, so you don't make any more mistakes.

Well, I'm making mistakes

because I have to work extra shifts to pay for my meds.

Now, if I didn't work as much,

I'd be a way better nurse.

Oh, Sinead.

Look, if she knows I'm administering drugs for you,

- she'll have my head on a chopping block. - Ash, I'm sorry.

Look, I'm... Obviously, I have zero confidence left in myself.

You got it. Waste this for me.

Hey, so I gave it a lot of thought, and I think

- we're great together. I'm in. - Keon...

I don't know, I don't need a second opinion, Doc.

This is a 50-50 thing, remember?

- Okay. - Okay.

So, what's next?

Well...

since one of our rules is

nothing can ever happen at work...

Nothing at work

after today.

But today is bottomless.

It's about to be.

Look familiar?

It's your dad's dagger.

He gave it to my Bapa when he was sick.

You need to fight hard.

Our whole family's energy

is coming through this dagger and going into you.

Feel it. Soak it in.

You're not alone, Veer, you have all of us.

Listen to his words, Veer.

My brother, I promise

I will get you into recovery.

Yeah, I'll be there every step of the way,

step by step.

We'll do it together.

I'm never gonna let you go.

Fight that and come back to us. Please.

Hi.

- Hey. - Hey.

- Aw! - Just cancelled my flights

for the next few weeks.

- I want to stay close to home. - I think that's a good idea.

So, how is she?

Still a little tender from the surgery.

She seems to be recovering well physically...

I was married for 17 years;

I know when there's a "but" coming.

Mr. Adem,

losing your wife... with two small girls;

I can't imagine what you've gone through.

You probably can actually.

You do with people on that day,

their worst day,

every shift.

How do you do it without falling apart?

- I don't know. - Hmm.

I guess...

... I kind of find it

a privilege

to be able to be there,

bear witness.

You know, to sit in the soup with their families

and offer whatever kind of support that I can.

That's what she needs from me, isn't it?

To sit in the soup with her?

I've known that for a long time, just...

I don't know how to do it.

Maybe I can help with that.

Thank you.

Yeah, this is the worst Indian food

- I've ever had. - You're lucky I'm even

letting you eat in here.

Yeah. Come to my parents' samosa shop, and I'll treat you to a feast.

Your cousin already promised to treat me to the movies.

He did?

Okay.

God! He loves life.

He lives it fast and loose.

We had a million conversations

about him slowing down, but, uh,

I could never get through.

I know what you mean.

Look, I... You look so much like...

Nazneen Khan, film star Aaliyah Khan's daughter?

Yeah, that's right.

Wow! Oh, okay, um,

I was madly in love with you.

- Why did you fall out of love? - Just distance.

You disappeared completely.

What happened?

I, um...

I was basically you

a few years ago.

My twin brother, Amir,

who also loved to party...

... he wrapped his car around a pole.

Oh, my God, I am... so sorry.

There were a million recovery attempts.

The never-ending rollercoaster of the Amir show.

And then when the show ended,

I needed a fresh start.

And now here I am

with one half of me missing.

He would be proud of you.

Hey.

I think Vivian has something

she wants to tell you guys.

- Yeah. - Impact in **.

The old guy asked for you specifically.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

Surprise!

You guys... Now get back to work!

- Happy birthday! - Happy birthday!

Make a wish.

Thank you.

So, being exhausted,

overworked, stressed,

that's just part of the human condition.

- And all that matters in the end - _

is how you choose to manage that stress.

And how you handle it

can either make you a hero

or desperate.

- You're lucky, he's gonna be okay. - I'm sorry.

You are not allowed to pick up one extra shift.

Not until you figure out how to handle the ones you have

without hurting patients.

Is that understood?

I'm in.

Nice work, buddy.

It's 200.

For half the bottle?

Beats the crap out of a nurse's wage, huh?

Keep it coming.

Hi, Grace.

Hi.

Are you alright?

Yeah. You?

Yeah. I'm sorry, I'm just tired.

Multiple deadlines, and I gotta fill in

for Hamilton at the stakeholders' meeting tomorrow.

Mhm.

Hey, um,

are these rumours about him true?

What rumours? What did you hear?

Well, nothing specific,

just some nurses at the General have been saying

some things about him being inappropriate.

God. God.

You scared me. I thought maybe something serious had happened.

- You don't think that's serious? - Of course it's serious

if it were true.

You know I'm all about

the "Me Too" stuff, you know that; it's just...

it's not really the case here.

How can you be so sure?

Because I've spent

enough time with the guy to know. He's a powerful man

at the top of his game and with it being so zeitgeist,

crabs are bound to crawl out of the woodwork.

Crabs?

- You know what I mean. - No, I'm not sure that I do.

Who's spreading this crap?

Because I need to take care of this merger.

The merger or yourself?

And yes, it would do big things for me at the firm,

so what are these names?

You don't even care for a second

that this might be true. You have these women get fired

just to protect your life plans.

And what about me? Am I a part of your life plans?

Of course you're a part of my life, Grace.

- Of course you are. - Really?

- Yes. - Does that include a seat at the table

at your wedding?

- Where is this coming from? - You know...

... your life plan will always revolve around you,

because I'm just a moving piece in it,

but that's okay because for me, I guess...

... I was using you too

- to survive. - Survive what?!

- What are you talking about? - But that isn't working anymore,

so it's time to try something else.

- Grace... - Kabir, we're done.

You keep making your plans,

and I'm gonna make some new ones on my own.

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