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- Dr. Larsen was in a car accident.

She has no recollection of the last eight years.

- Babe, what's wrong? - We got divorced.

- Where's your brother? Isn't he here?

- We lost Danny.

(Amy): I don't know who I am now

or what I did.

- You're the reason I became a doctor.

- You created a toxic work environment.

- You were cold and arrogant.

- But I wanted to be a doctor my entire life.

- She's protected. By law, we have to reintegrate her.

- So, I'm basically a med student

in a department I used to run?

(Jake): We were together. She has no memory.

I want to tell her. - She woke up still in love

with her husband. I'd let that play out.

- There's something I need to tell you.

Nora and I are having a baby.

(Jake): Maybe she needs to know there's something

good on the horizon. I love you, okay?

I've loved you for a long time.

- My test results. I passed the Boards.

- Well done, Dr. Larsen.

- Couldn't have done it without you.

- He's my husband now.

You don't remember, but you destroyed him.

Keep your hands off of him. - You can't waste your life

pining over someone who doesn't really see you.

(tires screech)

(sirens wailing)

(indistinct shouting)

- Let's go, move it, let's go! (overlapping shouting)

- Trauma teams to OR 3. I need four units of O-neg.

Prep rapid sequence intubation.

We've got a GSW with heavy arterial bleed.

And he's one of ours.

- Michael, what's going on?

(theme music)

(voicemail): You've reached Dr. Jake Heller.

Please leave a message. Thanks. (beep)

- Uh, fourth voicemail to go along with nine

unreturned texts.

And I just wanted to say again,

that what you saw isn't what you think you saw.

(Amy): I guess you took the day off yesterday.

So, I'm-I'm just really hoping

that you'll be at the hospital today.

Call Gina.

(Amy): Hi. I finally found out what happened

with your patent from the train tragedy.

And... I know you're pissed at me,

and I-I just want to say that I'm here

and ready to face the music,

whatever it is.

And I love you.

(inhales deeply)

Call Sonya Maitra.

(indistinct chatter)

- Wanna tell me why Jake stormed out of the bar the other night,

and then didn't show up for work yesterday?

- Hm, nope. But feel free to ask him.

- 'Cause I was thinking,

maybe you've got a thing for him?

But he's with Amy.

Maybe you said something he didn't like.

- Great minds debate ideas.

Average minds discuss events.

Small minds gossip about people.

Eleanor Roosevelt. Great mind.

- Rounds in five minutes. Dr. Maitra,

start with Terry Lewis, Vince Revelle, and Larry Bowden.

Have discharge summaries in my inbox by 10.

- Morning.

- Uh, Dr. Larsen, you'll be with TJ.

But first, a word.

Okay, you wanted to talk. Talk.

- I...

What you think you saw in Michael's office,

I know how that looked,

but that was just us saying goodbye.

- And the reason that goodbye had to happen

is because his wife warned you to stay away from him, right?

(stammers) - It was after

everything happened with TJ's father,

and then Richard made me think that I'd killed Bill Dixon.

And I just ended up with Michael, just by accident.

And...

we kissed.

But it was just like, a moment of weakness,

and-and the old feelings, and it was just a mess.

And we both knew that it was wrong.

- You went to him.

Now here you are spinning because you don't want to lose

your security blanket? - No, that's not--

- You went to him 'cause you're still living in the past

and he's still your home.

- He's not, Jake. I'm not.

I mean, I'm trying. I'm-I'm-I'm...

I'm trying so hard. - I know. I know you are.

And look, I know everyone's telling you

how terrible you were during that time

that you don't remember, which I'm sure makes it

all very confusing.

And yeah...

she was a pain in the ass.

And she didn't suffer fools,

and she could be hard to reach, but man...

once you reached her, she was worth it.

That's the woman I fell in love with.

I really miss her.

(Michael): I was waiting for you...

But we can't do this.

- I know.

(Amy): Jake.

(sighs)

(assistant): Dr. Hamda, your wife is downstairs in OB.

(Michael): Are you all right? - Well, my water broke.

- So, we're going into labor? - Not necessarily.

We could give her tocolytics to help delay this.

Give the baby some time to mature.

- But the last ultrasound, you said he was at least

five pounds, so why do we need more time?

- At seven weeks early, it's about his lung capacity.

- You're worried about his breathing?

- What about corticosteroids? - For what?

- It helps the lungs mature faster.

- We can manage this. Just sit tight.

(Nora sighs heavily)

- We got this, okay?

- Rosie, you hear that, mamita?

They got a heart, and it's a perfect match.

They're finally coming through for you

after all this time.

Why is she here?

- Dr. Larsen will be assisting me today with your case.

- Well, I don't want her here. - Dad.

- Have I done something to upset you?

- You don't even remember?

(Rosie): Don't blame the doctors, Dad.

It's not their fault.

- Uh, we will need to take Rosie to radiology now

for a CT scan to prep for the transplant.

- More tests?

- You're doing great.

We're gonna see you in a minute.

Maybe you want to tell him

the reason you don't remember.

- And dump my trauma onto him? What good would that do?

- Help us deal with him. (Amy scoffs)

- I'm sure my bedside manner was awful.

The only thing I can do now is to try to be nice.

- She's all set in there.

(TJ): Okay, let's get it going then.

- Scan is starting.

(machine whirring rapidly)

(TJ): I remember you saying you're a police officer.

You know, my folks are both cops.

Mom's in the 8th. Dad was in the 3rd

'til it burnt down.

- Dark day.

Where's he now, retired?

- He's getting back to work soon.

Matter of fact,

Dr. Larsen saved his life last week.

(chuckles sheepishly)

(beeping)

(tense music)

- Something wrong?

- We won't know until we do further tests,

but there is a spot on her left lung.

- What does this mean for her transplant?

- If it's just an abscess, it's, it's treatable.

So, please, Alex, we know how much you want this for Rosie--

- This is how it always is.

She's either too sick or not sick enough.

- We're gonna do everything we can.

- It took six years to get to the top of that list.

We're not waiting anymore, you understand?

(door opening)

- We have to report this to UNOS.

(door closing)

(elevator door chimes)

Hello. We are looking for Dr. Hamda.

We were told he's down here. - Oh, yes,

his wife's in labor. Room 4.

- I'll go get him.

(somber music)

(girl): Like this? (giggling)

(indistinct chatter)

- Is everything all right? - Uh, yeah.

Nora's water broke seven weeks early,

but I think we've got it under control.

What's happening? - We have a patient who's due

for a heart transplant. The donor's across town

at Eastside. And as of this morning,

she's number one on the list.

The problem is we found a spot on her lung.

- That I believe is an abscess.

- But it could also be a systemic infection.

- Which would disqualify her from the transplant.

- If we alert UNOS, she'll drop down the list

and lose the heart. - She could drop down,

but they might be willing to wait until we run more tests.

Either way, transparency is called for

in case there's another eligible recipient.

- Well, how long until you figure out

what the results of the CAT scan mean?

- Two, three hours to run the cultures

and drain the collection.

- This isn't just about your patient.

If UNOS finds out we withheld this--

- For a couple hours?

- We could lose our accreditation.

- I don't think they'd be that punitive.

But uh, you're in charge.

- I am. So, thank you

for bringing this to my attention.

Email me her chart.

I'll do my best to advocate for our patient.

(Alex): Dr. Singh says there's a heart available right now

and she'd be next on the list,

and we could do the transplant tomorrow morning.

- I know what he says, but things are moving fast

and I need to warn you that there is--

- Wait, you don't agree?

- She's not even in the ICU right now.

There are treatments that could sustain her life

for years before a transplant would be necessary.

- And she'd be in just as good a position then as she is today?

- There's no way to know. But even if it went well,

all the immunosuppressants she'll have to take,

all the complications that she'll be facing.

Don't let Dr. Singh make you think

that this is a magic solution.

- Then why is he suggesting it?

- I'm sure he thinks it's inevitable.

But you should know,

she might not even survive a transplant.

If it were me,

I would take the time that I know I have right now.

(somber music)

- I appreciate you telling me.

Thank you.

(strained breath)

(machines beeping)

Something's changed.

- We're very sorry to tell you-- - It's that spot on her lung.

What is it? - We still don't know yet.

- Then what's the problem?

- We had to report what we saw to--

- You ratted us out? When you're not even sure

if it's an issue? - We will do everything we can

to get her well enough for the next available heart.

- Next avail... She is hanging on by a thread.

- There are treatments that we can use to--

- That's what you told me the last time,

and now look at her. She's in the ICU.

- Sorry, I don't remember-- - You never even wanted us

to get the transplant in the first place,

and now you're doing it again. - You're upset. We get that.

- Not a word to her. You got it?

I never should've let you anywhere near us today.

- Now I'll get those tests going.

- What was that all about?

- Uh, ghost of Christmas past come back to haunt me?

I guess I wasn't so lovable back then, after all.

- I'm not gonna let it happen again.

Not this time.

(indistinct chatter)

(tense music)

(gasps) Hand me your radio

and get in the elevator.

- Wait, wh-what? - You think I'm messing around?

Hand me your radio and get outta here.

- Okay.

(elevator door chimes)

(tense music continues)

- Sir? Excuse me, sir?

Hey. Hey! Hey, what's goin' on, man?

(grunting)

(TJ and Alex grunting)

(gunshot)

(screaming)

(Alex): I'm not messing around! - Wait, TJ!

(Alex): You! I need to talk to whoever's in charge, right now!

- TJ! - You stay right there!

- I need Dr. Hamda, immediately.

- You shot him! - Get back!

- I think it's his femoral artery.

- Alex, he could die from that.

We have to get him in the OR.

(TJ grunting) - You, I want you gone.

Get him outta here.

- What are you doing?! - Shut up! Just shut up!!

- Contractions are starting to organize.

- Is that a problem? - Meds just haven't

kicked in yet. Could just take some time.

- I'm sorry, Dr. Hamda, we need you out here.

- Be right back.

(Nora sighs)

- One of my guards confirmed he's armed.

People heard gunshots. - Dr. Hamda!

There's a man asking for you.

He says he's on the 6th floor and he has a gun.

(tense music)

- This is Michael Hamda, Chief Medical Officer.

Who am I speaking with? - Alex Cruz.

I'm a cop. I'm armed.

And I want my daughter's heart back.

- Your daughter is Rosie.

- You get me that heart in the next two hours

or people up here start to die.

(Michael): I'm told there were already gunshots.

- One of your idiot doctors jumped me.

- Dr. Coleman was shot. They're rushing him to the OR.

- I promise you, we will do everything

to get you that heart, but I need to get

those other patients off the floor.

- Oh, you gotta be kidding me!

- How do you think I'm going to stop the police

from coming in there? You shot someone.

Now you need to show some goodwill

if you really want to save your daughter.

- Well, Rosie needs care,

and I need hostages, so I'll keep who I want.

You can have the rest in exchange for the heart.

- I understand. You need a couple of doctors,

maybe a nurse, that's it.

- What's your name? - Julie.

- And you? - Sonya Maitra.

- I'll keep Nurse Julie, Dr. Maitra, and Dr. Larsen.

She's the reason we're here. She's not going anywhere.

- What do you mean by that? (Alex): And just remember,

if my daughter dies, I've got nothing to lose!

(sirens wailing)

(tires screeching)

- Hey, I need some help with this bed.

There's another patient in 624.

- It's okay, guys. We're evacuating.

Come on, let's go.

(TJ grunting) - Hang in there, buddy.

Just hold on. - Keep squeezing my hand, TJ.

Just keep squeezing. - Don't call my parents.

Not 'til I'm out of surgery. - Where're there surgeons?

- Right here, it's me and Yeager.

- He's AB negative, hypotensive, tach.

He lost at least 1100 CCs here. Take over.

- Get the O-neg on a rapid infuser and prep a central line.

- I got you, man.

- This will be the command post now.

So, I need everybody moved to a different floor,

and any new OB patients diverted.

- We'll have our teams in position

and a hostage negotiator to coordinate.

- No, he already said he won't talk to anyone but me.

- Michael! What's going on?

- Dr. Heller, are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine, this is... It's mostly TJ's blood.

(commander): What can you tell us?

Is he working alone? Was this planned?

- No, it was definitely improvised.

And yeah, he's alone. He's, he's trying to cover

both ends of the hallway from ICU,

so plenty of directions to go at him.

- We're not taking an aggressive approach just yet, okay?

Not with a cop who knows how to handle himself.

- He already shot one of our doctors.

- Which means he's willing to shoot more.

No, we're not going in. Not if we can

find another way right now. - He's got a problem with Amy.

This is personal. - I know. Any idea why?

- Whatever it is, it all started before I got here.

- Give me your phones!

Okay.

What do we gotta do to get her ready?

- I-I-I don't know wh-what to do to help you

until I understand why I'm the reason

that this is happening.

- You can't be serious.

- I was in a car accident four months ago.

Lost a lot of my memory. I-- - Give me a break!

- It's true.

- Six years ago, you talked us out of the transplant.

And we were never in a better position

than we were that day.

- So there must have been a reason.

Did-did I tell you why? - You convinced us

she wouldn't be much better with a new heart.

Scared us enough that we went against the cardiologist.

Now I'm done with the past! (gasps)

You said she has an abscess that needs to be dealt with.

What do we gotta do? - I said I hoped it was,

it was an abscess, and that we needed a CAT scan

in order to help locate the spot.

- Well, we're not moving, so you gotta deal with it here.

- We can drain it with ultrasound guidance.

- D-do you know how to do that?

- No, but I saw you do it last year.

- So what does that mean?

Can you talk her through it? - I think so.

- Then do it.

Now!

(tense music builds)

(woman): Everheart Memorial.

- Hey, is this cardiology? - Yes, it is.

- This is Dr. Gina Walker over at Westside in Minneapolis.

I'm looking for Dr. Singh. - What's this about?

- Yeah, it's regarding an old patient of his,

and it's important.

- He's doing an intraoperative echo.

It'll be a few hours.

- Okay, so it looks like Rosie was eligible for a transplant

six years ago and Amy discouraged it,

but I don't see why.

(Gina): It was right after Danny died.

Anytime her patient was a child,

she pushed the parents towards caution.

Sometimes she was right.

Sometimes, maybe not?

- We had an argument this morning.

- I was ignoring her calls.

- UNOS agreed to send the heart.

Surgeons at Eastside are preparing

the removal as we speak.

- Do they know what's happening here?

- I told them we confirmed Rosie's viable.

We were lucky they didn't find another recipient yet.

I also said you're on your way to Eastside to receive

the heart. There's an ambulance waiting.

- Does the Board know what you just did?

- I'm not involving them right now.

(phone rings)

(sighing)

Hey, sweetheart.

- Dad, what's going on over there?

- With Nora? She's okay.

(Katie): No, no, there's a guy with a gun?

It's all over the internet. Is it a prank?

- Um, no. We do have an incident,

but the police are here. Everything's under control.

- What about Mom? 'Cause she's not

answering her phone and I--

- We had to evacuate a bunch of people from her floor,

so she's going to be swamped for the next few hours.

But she's fine. She's nowhere near the problem.

Just go back to your classes.

Let me deal with what's going on here, okay?

- Okay. And tell Mom to call me as soon as she can?

- Of course. Love you. Bye. (phone beeps)

(tense music)

- How am I going to avoid the pulmonary artery?

- You used the sternal notch as a landmark last time.

- Okay.

(machines beeping)

Syringe.

(Amy): Favor the midline.

(commander): How risky is that?

- Very.

- SWAT Teams Alpha, Beta, prepare to go on my order.

(officer): Copy. Standing by.

(Amy): How's my angle?

- Too steep. You're close to the branch artery.

- Oh, I see it.

- Too shallow, and you'll miss the abscess.

- Got it.

(Amy): Gauze.

(cries softly) Julie?

Julie!

(Julie sobs)

Julie! Hey, try to keep it together.

- I'm sorry, I... I keep thinking about my...

They're-they're 12 and 14, and my ex is--

- Okay, okay, just-just, just try to breathe.

(breathing shakily)

Okay. Pass Sonya the gauze.

(Amy): I'm at the wall.

- You're in.

- What's going on?

- I'm about to drain the fluid out of the lungs.

If it comes out as grey pus, as I suspect,

then that means it's a localized infection

and it can be drained. - And she can receive the heart?

- Correct. - And if you're wrong?

- Uh, it'll come back blood,

and you will have done all this for nothing.

- You better hope you're right.

(gasping)

(relieved exhale)

- Okay. Here.

- What's next?

- You let me call down to the OR.

- What for?

- To find out what happened to TJ.

Dr. Coleman, our friend, the one whose parents are cops.

You remember him?

(sighing)

- Use that one.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

- Operating Room. This is Liz Kwon.

- Liz, it's Dr. Larsen. What can you tell us?

Okay. Can you, can you call the ICU when you know more?

He's losing circulation.

They don't know if he's going to make it.

(teary exhale)

- What did you tell Rosie's father?

- Did you not see the anomalous pulmonary vein?

- Of course I did. It's benign.

- Unless you put a new heart in her.

Then you're going to have massive pulmonary hypertension.

- Never seen that complication.

- Well, maybe you should read last month's case reports

in the Lancet. - If you're so sure,

why didn't you tell them that? - Because I'm not gonna take

away all their hope.

We extend her life as long as possible,

and when the times comes, we have the conversation.

- Well, I'll let you be the one to take that on.

You break it, you own it.

(tense music)

(machine beeping)

(machine humming)

- He isn't gonna die.

- Is the plasmapheresis working? - Yeah. Just an hour

'til the blood's clean. Then the transplant.

And then we're outta here. - If they can get us the heart.

I mean, how long do you think it's gonna be

before Eastside or UNOS figure out that Michael lied?

- I thought you were the badass trying to calm me down?

- No, just tired and scared.

Hoping to see my daughter again.

- Well...

That badass is still in there somewhere.

(clears throat)

Truth?

I kinda miss her.

(somber music)

(machine beeping)

- I'm Dr. Heller, here for the heart.

- It's a pretty gnarly situation over there.

- Uh, oh yeah. Um, but transplant's

in a completely different wing.

- I think I better give them a call.

- Sure. Uh, best ask for Michael Hamda.

That's our CMO.

- She's 50 percent effaced, five centimeters dilated.

- I thought the medication was supposed to slow this down?

- What about the lungs? - Whatever happens,

we'll deal with it. But now we're in labor.

Have the neonatologist standing by.

- Dr. Hamda, you're needed on the phone again.

It's a nurse from Eastside. - Now?

- I'm so sorry. - Michael.

- Two minutes. I promise.

- Uh-huh. Right.

And you'll send me an email to that effect?

You guys are on the same page.

We're just waiting for the family to sign off.

(receiver clunks down)

- Little hiccup at Eastside.

Any word on TJ?

- It's touch and go.

(phone rings)

- It's Katie.

Hey, sweetheart.

- Dad, I've been texting you.

(Michael): I'm sorry. Nora's in labor now.

- She's in labor?! - It's okay. The baby's fine.

- Well, I haven't heard from Mom.

I wanna come over there. - No, absolutely not. We--

Sorry, um, there's just no way. The police won't let anyone in.

- So, it's not over yet? - It's not resolved,

but it's contained, and no one's gonna get hurt.

Okay? Just trust me, please.

- Okay. Just have Mom call me.

And keep me updated on Nora.

Love you, Dad. - I love you. Bye.

(tense music)

- I heard Rosie was back.

- Back and forth. That's all we do.

- I was very sorry to hear about your wife.

- COVID.

They wouldn't even let me in the room to say goodbye.

- It was an awful time.

- Somebody told me you became head of the department.

- Yes, I did.

(sighs)

- You told us to wait... with Rosie.

You said it'd be better.

- And she's had some good periods.

- She's deteriorating,

and now we can't even get her in good enough health

to qualify for a transplant.

- If that's the direction you wanna take--

- It is. It was, 'til you talked us out of it.

- I gave you the advice that I would have wanted.

- As a mother? - Yes.

- Well, the cardiologist gave us his advice as a doctor.

Maybe you should've stuck to that.

(clock ticking)

(cell phone buzzing) - I think that's mine.

Probably one of my kids.

(machines beeping)

- Amy. Amy, don't do anything to rile him up.

(phones buzzing)

- I know you can hear those phones.

Those must be our loved ones trying to get a hold of us.

(sighs)

- You can talk to yours when I can talk to mine.

- Look, the thing is, Rosie's stable now.

The heart should be here any minute.

And I get that you're never gonna let me go,

but you don't need all of us here.

- You think I'm a monster?

I didn't mean to shoot your friend.

- That'll matter when all of this is over.

(tense music)

- You.

Time to get outta here.

You heard me. Go.

- Julie, go. - Go, go, go, go, go.

- Go, Julie.

- I will see you on the other side.

- You better go before I change my mind.

- Please, please don't hurt them.

- You don't want 'em to get hurt?

Tell 'em to send Rosie's heart up here!

- We went in to say our last goodbyes and...

I know you all were counting on having that heart, but...

we're having second thoughts.

- We're sorry, truly, we're just...

we're having a real tough time with it.

- I see you're all wearing crosses.

So, um, maybe you noticed this?

It's called a Chai. It means life.

When I was kid preparing for my bar mitzvah,

the... the Rabbi told me a saying from the Talmud that,

that I never forget.

"Whoever saves one life,

it's as if they save the entire world."

Every organ that your son donates

will go to a different patient,

and each one, another life.

And with that, all the generations that follow

until the end of time.

(breathing shakily)

Please.

(shallow breathing)

- Hey. Hey, mami. How you doing?

Can you hear me?

(alarm beeping)

What the hell's happening?

- She's tachy, hypotensive. - What does that mean?

- Her heart's not pumping strong enough right now.

If-if you back up, we can work on it.

(Sonya): Pulmonary wedge pressure is up to 20.

O2 sats are falling. - Neck veins dilated.

Fluid overload. Left side failure.

- You said she was stable.

- Something's wrong.

- It looks like she's losing oxygen.

- All teams, hold to go.

(Nora wailing) - Baby's having decels.

- What does that mean? - The umbilical cord

is getting squeezed by the contractions.

- He's gotta come out now. - Okay.

(indistinct chatter)

(tense music)

- I need that heart up here. What the hell is taking so long?

- It just arrived. We'll let you know

when it's in the building.

- It's here. Now what are we doing?

Do you have this under control?!

- We're doing everything we can. - I never should've

let that nurse go. - That has nothing to do with--

- You fix her!

- All teams go on my order.

Where's Dr. Heller?!

- Go, go, go, go!

- Dr. Singh, thank you so much for getting back to me.

(Nora wails) - Baby's crowning.

- Heart rate's 97. - Dr. Hamda,

Cruz is demanding to talk to you.

- Who the hell is Cruz? - I can't.

Just tell Jenkins to talk to him.

(Nora wails)

(elevator door chimes)

- Things are going to hell up there,

but we've got the transplant team standing by.

(security): Got Cruz again.

- We've got the heart.

We'll send it up with the transplant team.

You send down the women.

- You think I'm falling for that?

We both know you're sending some UCs in scrubs.

Give me someone I've seen before!

- Wants to see the heart first.

He wants it with someone he recognizes.

- That's me. Tell him I'm going. - Wait.

I just got off the phone with Rosie's old cardiologist.

You need to know what he said.

(elevator door chimes)

(tense music)

(machines beeping)

- There's no way, Amy.

No way.

- You stay right there.

(tense music continues)

Open the cooler. I wanna see it.

- I, I can't open it without corrupting the heart.

- Don't give me that! (Amy): Alex!

It isn't gonna work.

Nothing we do now will save her.

- What are you talking about? No!

- She has abnormal blood vessels in her lung,

which aren't working, at all.

- That's happening because we delayed. That's what it is!

- No, no, this is exactly what Dr. Larsen

thought would happen six years ago.

She saw a thickening of the intimal lining

of Rosie's pulmonary arteries.

But the cardiologist didn't get how dangerous it would be.

- No, she never said that! - It's-- Alex!

- She never said that! - Alex, it's not gonna work!

It was never gonna work. Not now, not then.

- But she-- - She lied.

For your benefit,

because she wanted you to have some hope.

- Because I'm not going to take away all their hope.

- Okay? She gave you those years with your daughter

that you never would have had. - No!

I don't care what you say. Get the transplant team up here.

We're doing it right now! - You break it, you own it.

- We're gonna do it right now!! - Enough!

Enough. He has a daughter.

I have a daughter.

She-she has parents and people who love her.

How do you think they feel right now?

How do you think TJ's parents feel?

Is he even alive?

- We don't know. (Amy sighs)

- Rosie's dying.

These are the last moments

that you are ever going to spend with her.

How do you want to do that?

Blaming everyone around you?

Or-or holding her hand

and telling her that you love her?

- You said you could save her.

- We tried, Alex. We tried.

- But you didn't say that then. You didn't tell me that then!

- Because she lost her kid.

A few months before you walked in here with Rosie.

She was suffering, and she was doing

anything she could to keep anyone else

from suffering the same way.

She knew you'd be furious with her later,

but she didn't care. She was just trying

to give you that time,

and she didn't want death hanging over you.

- You were there? - No, but I know her.

And I know her heart.

- Pain changes people, Alex. I know that.

I know that this isn't who you are.

So, please,

we can give Rosie something to revive her

for a few minutes.

To say goodbye.

(sorrowful music)

(machines beeping)

- Can you still get that to someone else who needs it?

- We can try.

- Then go.

I swear, I won't hurt them.

(tender music)

♪ Hourglass familiar

♪ As I'm always in between

♪ The pressure and the peace

♪ When I was younger

♪ I lived on solid ground

♪ So far from where I am right now ♪

♪ No I'm not walking

♪ Unknown stones anymore

♪ Anymore

♪ I'll find my way with my eyes closed ♪

♪ I'll be safe even when the sun is low ♪

(Nora groans loudly)

♪ Trying to stay afloat

(helicopter blades thumping)

♪ I'll find my way with my eyes closed ♪

♪ I'll be safe

♪ Even when the sun is low

♪ Trying to stay afloat

(baby crying)

♪ I'll keep my head above the line ♪

♪ Believe the best even in the highest tide ♪

♪ Trying to stay afloat

♪ In unknown waters

♪ I'm taking it all in

♪ 'Cause this is the road I chose ♪

(laughing)

♪ But I'll be all right no matter where it goes ♪

♪ Even though I'm not

♪ Walking unknown

♪ Stones anymore

♪ Anymore

♪ I'll find my way with my eyes closed ♪

♪ I'll be safe even when the sun is low ♪

♪ Trying to stay afloat

♪ I'll keep my head above the line ♪

♪ Believe the best

♪ Even in the highest tide

♪ Trying to stay afloat

♪ In unknown waters

♪ In unknown waters

♪ Unknown waters

♪ Unknown waters, unknown waters ♪

♪ I'll find my way with my eyes closed ♪

♪ I'll be safe even when the sun is low ♪

♪ Trying to stay afloat

♪ Oh, I'll keep my head above the line ♪

♪ Believe the best even in the highest tide ♪

♪ Trying to stay afloat

♪ In unknown waters

♪ In unknown waters

(Nora): Michael.

♪ Unknown waters ♪

(footsteps approaching)

- I got your messages this morning.

You'll see from text from me. "I love you no matter what."

"Please don't die." That kinda thing.

- I had a memory. - What?

- Well, two small hits from the same memory.

Me and Rosie's cardiologist having an argument.

- Wow.

- This can happen from acute trauma, right?

- Absolutely. - Which means my brain

is back online? - In some ways, yes.

More memories can happen now. (Amy sighs heavily)

- I don't want to wait.

I-I want you to put me in the tank.

- Amy.

- If I'd had my memories,

none of this would have happened today.

- You don't know that. - I do.

The doctor that I was

knew that Rosie wouldn't survive a heart transplant,

but I did not see that today.

Not until it was too late.

I'm sure you think I should go home and rest,

but home...

home is the house

where Michael lives with his new wife and baby.

And half of me is still trapped in that time.

And the other half wants a man that I don't even remember.

- I get you want Jake,

and to be the doctor you were, but you can't just decide--

- I am not deciding.

Now I know that it's possible.

I need all of it back.

Put me in the tank.

Please, Gina.

Tonight.