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Don't you just love November?

Such a happy month.

Without all those holiday pressures you get in December.

I can't even remember what month this is.

I haven't seen daylight since starting surgical rotation.

Operating with Dr. Kiem is always peaceful.

Not like neurosurgery with DeChenza.

Assisted him on a glioma laser vaporization.

Amazing procedure.

Hey, that's DeChenza.

Fearless, macho surgeon galloping through the OR.

Well, I didn't think you could pull it off.

I just figured he was trying to pick up a few extra bucks for his Christmas shopping.

Dr. Craig, I thought you left already.

Soon.

I forgot to give you this.

It's a detailed list of Flash's dietary restrictions.

They're not to be deviated from.

How is the sheep since you implanted the artificial heart?

Fine, Kylie.

If Ehrlich doesn't kill her, I found that nuthead feeding Flash corn chips.

J.T.

Stephen, I'm canceling Mr. Colt's operation.

He's scheduling for tomorrow.

Is there a problem?

I'm feeling a bit under the weather.

Oh, boy, you women.

Our bodies, ourselves, hmm?

Not now, Mark.

I caught the bug that's going around.

Serves her right.

I remember the Asian flu.

Beautiful music, da-da-da-da-da, dangerous rhythm, do-do-do-do-do.

It's something daring, the continental.

Daniel!

A way of dancing.

Nursing, that's really ultra new, it's very subtle, the continental,

forgive me, Ellen.

A hat, a cane, it's 1934.

I didn't know you could sing.

I can't.

Social security, birth date, and signature.

Obviously, you're not just visiting.

Super physical, or as I like to refer to it, 50,000 mile service.

Isn't Jack Grossman your internist?

He's out of town.

That's right.

So is Mark.

Ah, I see.

Emergency.

Well, I'm sure we can drum up some young resident to give you a once-over.

Louie will help you upstairs, Ms. Harper.

Thank you.

Going back to your maiden name?

Why not?

I'll see this patient to a room.

It has a passion, the Continental, an invitation to moonlight and romance.

It's quite the fashion, the Continental.

Hospital.

Victor,

don't stuff your shirt in like that.

Let me do it.

God, men are so helpless.

How can I reassure you?

I'm going to keep my whistle clean this weekend.

Yeah, everyone's heard about this story about the Cushing Society's medical conferences.

More like you play doctor with the girls they bring in.

I go for the educational experience.

And when you buy Playboys for the articles.

You're not even excited I was asked to.

Pediatric surgery, radiotherapy, pediatric surgery, heart surgery, orthopedic surgery, shift.

How come?

Well, there's no point in being home all alone.

We can use the money to pay off your student loans.

You're the cat's jambies.

Now, you trust me, okay?

See you day after tomorrow.

You know, my late first husband, Edgar, he went to a hat maker's convention.

You know, where hat manufacturers show new styles.

Should I care about this, Helen?

Well, he returned home with more than a little cap.

He had a case of VD.

Let's hope the only souvenir Victor brings home is from the hotel.

Hotel gift shop, contribute a portion of their earnings?

What earnings?

I'm still paying MasterCard with Visa.

Employees who elect not to participate should question their dedication to the hospital and their expectations.

Sincerely, Dr. John Gideon.

Very funny.

Oh, I gotta get something for my stomach.

There's a flu bug going around.

Nausea, chills, diarrhea.

Is this legal?

Why Why should we shell out for Echigman's political action committee?

A small donation for representation in D .C.

is not the end of the world, Ellie.

Spoken like a true company man bucking for chief resident.

Where's the K.O.

peck tape?

I'll tell you something, I'm not gonna let Gideon pick my pocket without putting up a fight.

Got patients to check before rounds.

Here it is.

Oh, too late.

Who's on this political action committee anyway?

Carol.

Lizzie, hi.

Hi.

Helen said you were in ER.

You got a minute?

Oh, God.

I'm really pretty busy.

OK.

I'll walk with you.

OK.

Listen, Dad said you still haven't found a place to live.

Yeah.

I really appreciate his asking me to stay at the house while he and Tommy are away.

They love New Hampshire.

I think I've lost my family, at least for a while.

But you and I living together will be great.

Oh, I really haven't had much time to consider it.

Well, I promise I won't bug you or anything.

Everything.

It's not as if you're going to be babysitting.

It'll be fun.

Uh, okay, sure.

Well, then, tomorrow.

Okay, great.

Mark is quite enthusiastic about attending the Cushing conference.

Could we talk about something else, please?

Daniel.

Oh, excuse me.

Hello, Ellen.

Hi, John.

Did, uh, Frank Chalk at Sloan Kettering reach you?

Well, I haven't been to my office yet.

He'd like a consult on liver study.

Asked me if you'd help out.

Conversation with friends, background check-ups, notes, interviews, open posts,

information, descriptions, rolling about, be happy to.

It's something daring.

The Continental.

A way of dancing that's strictly open… He looks so good in a bowler!

And you look pretty in pink.

Thank you.

I, uh, I wanted to look cheery for my physical.

Well, you've succeeded.

Feeling all right?

Oh, I think uhm...

Actually, it hasn't been that long since my last examination ago.

Pediatrician, but my system's been bounced around emotionally the last few years,

and I just wanted to make sure everything was in the right place.

On quick observation, I'd say nothing's out of alignment.

Bye.

Ow.

Sorry, honey, I've got to find out why your stomach hurts so much.

Did my mom call yet?

Uh, your boarding school left a message at her hotel.

This was Mom's first trip to New Zealand.

I'm gonna be mad she has to come back.

Okay, no more.

Bettina, a nurse is going to be by soon.

She needs to take some blood.

Again?

Just a little more.

Want me to turn TV back on?

No.

All right.

See you later.

Hey, butt cheeks.

Ben!

No, Billy Idol.

Who told you I was here?

Headmistress at Dana Hall, call my headmaster, tracking down mom.

So what's wrong?

Dr. Novino doesn't know yet.

They let you out of Deerfield in the middle of the week?

I skipped.

Hopped the bus.

Oh, Ben, you're gonna get it again.

What are they gonna do, tie me to an anthill?

I hate this place.

Nurses are always coming in, taking my temperature and sticking me with needles.

It hurts, Ben.

You'll be okay.

I'm here.

I think the hospital is having a two-for-one sale.

We're absolutely mobbed with patients.

It's that time of year.

They get bent, sick, twisted, blow in here and straighten up for Thanksgiving.

Any hot coffee?

Hot, but vile.

I'll brew a fresh pot.

You interested?

What, and interrupt my malaise?

Revised on-call schedule.

Well, hey, wait a second.

This is a joke.

I'm not trading shifts with your husband.

Where is he?

Medical conference, Cushing Society.

What?

He never told me.

Victor was invited to join.

Based on what?

Surgical skill?

Technique?

Research experience?

Or because he has a penis?

Surgical skill.

I was being rhetorical.

This is so exciting.

Just keep moving, Earl.

This is such an honor.

You're not a member of the Cushing Society yet.

You still have to be voted in.

Yeah, but I'm on my way and at my tender age.

You weren't accepted until you were.

I had to work hard for recognition.

My mentor, Dr. David Domitian, wasn't doing any hard official heart implants.

There were no coattails to ride.

And if you don't quit acting like such a chuckle head, I'll knock you off a mine.

Hello, Larry.

Primary.

Hello, Mark.

Well, it's been almost three years since you won the Cushing Left Anterior Descending Artery Award.

Glad to have you finally attending.

Thank you.

I'd like you to meet Victor Ehrlich.

Hi.

Victor, welcome to the Cushing Society.

Thank you.

Dr. Sanders did a series of heart-lung transplants in Albany last May.

Oh, I read all about them.

Brilliant work.

Well, here are your name tags and agenda.

Plenary sessions will be at 11 and again at 2, followed by a small discussion group.

Try not to miss Don Peabody's talk on malpractice insurance.

Here are your meeting packets.

Ooh, lots of little goodies.

Well, the usual Cushing Society keychain, tie clasp, pen.

Condoms?

Five more seconds.

Okay, you can stop now.

You made it.

I knew you could.

Thank you.

I really lost my wind.

Pediatrician, lightheaded.

Smokings reduce your lung capacity.

I want you to walk slow now, OK?

More?

Oh, you gotta be kidding.

It'll help cool you down, avoid any sudden shock to your system.

Here are Alan's chest X-rays.

Oh, good, I want to see these.

I'll be back in a jiffy.

Now, stop if you start to feel faint, OK?

Hi.

Hi, Alan.

Oh, I ain't gonna pass this physical or die trying.

Your St. Elegius reopened and only a few weeks ago, and already my workload is overwhelming.

I envy your schedule.

It has its advantages.

Time to visit with friends, read.

Last week I saw the Impressionist exhibit at the Fogg.

Are you dating yet?

Oh, no.

I wouldn't know where to begin.

That's the way I felt when my marriages ended.

But nature takes over, and pretty soon your hormones start flitting around.

Before you know it, you'll be acting coy.

Googled, hyperperfusion.

Well, Victor, excuse us.

What?

What?

Ehrlich, why are you always out of step with the band?

Sir, I only wanted to talk.

We'll get to the medicine tomorrow.

For now, let's enjoy ourselves.

To be honest, sir, the ladies, the society's provider for entertainment,

I don't think it's a good environment for a man in my condition.

Oh, and what's that?

You know, male, newlywed, testosterone level with a hair trigger.

Congregating emergency general, caretaker, it's just that I could wind up.

On the other end of those fun bags.

Gi' me that.

What?

Jackie, do you mind?

I don't feel so hot.

I'm trying to get a little sleep here.

Go ahead.

What's happening?

Complications with Mrs. Murdoch.

Hmm, nice lady, she's in the same room as Mrs. Feinberg, right?

Not anymore.

She's on her way to OR.

I have to operate.

Patient.

Increased white count, pain, fever.

Is that all?

What more do you want?

I feel a lot worse than that.

I think her appendix is about to explode.

Hang on a minute.

Unless there's an indication her problem's more serious.

Submariner.

I didn't ask for a consult.

All I'm saying is medicate her.

Operate in the morning if you still need to.

I'm sure only men are being considered for chief resident.

That doesn't mean I don't know.

Atal care,

advanced surgery, dental surgery, orthopedics, orthopedics, pediatric

surgery, orthodontics, orthodontics, orthodontics, dishes, She's okay,

but her brother's a tad overprotective.

Her brother showed up?

That's right.

And when I went in to draw a blood gas, he came after me like a pit bull.

So, now I'm giving you the gas.

Have fun.

Dr. Rick Riccio, ICU.

Dr. Rick Riccio, ICU.

Look, I told the other nurse to stay away from my sister.

I'm Dr. Novino.

She jammed Tina in the arm.

Blood started spurting.

Look at her.

Sometimes that happens.

Yeah, well, Tina's scared enough already.

Says she has all these kinds of tests tomorrow.

No one knows what's wrong.

You're not touching her.

Don't be mad, Ben.

It's not Dr. Novino's fault.

Ben, you want to talk about this?

Just leave us alone.

Okay.

Oh, listen, it's getting close to dinner.

Have you eaten yet?

I'll have an extra tray sent.

I told Big Brother he's underage and not allowed on the ward.

They're scared, Lucy.

Let's just back off for a while.

I'll be the picture of restraint.

Gentlemen.

Oh, I hate you, Phil.

It's not my fault you got the flu.

Wayne Fiscus.

At least he's home in bed.

Has anybody heard from Seth?

If I got pricked with an AIDS-infected needle, I'd be on vacation, too.

Evening, doctors.

Jack, could you stop by my office in the morning?

I have something I'd like to discuss.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, hey, Jack, looks like Gideon's picking you for new chief resident.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Why would they pick me?

Well, hold that thought.

Surprised to see you here.

Well, after today's poking and prodding, I felt like putting a little dignity back in my life.

So I got up out of bed and came down here.

I've been next door where Acumen is supposed to be erecting a parking structure.

Problems?

We've stumbled onto an old landfill site.

Urban archaeologists say maybe early 1800s.

Until they go over the area, we have to stop digging.

No one said running this place would be easy.

Well, you seem to be doing quite a job.

Cafeteria looks nice.

However, the food still, uh... Stinks.

Let me ask you.

What would you do to improve the quality?

Well, you need a philosophical change.

We live in a much healthier, more athletic time.

Your menu could reflect that.

Not a bad idea.

All it takes is a little imagination.

And a knowledge of nutrition, of course.

Cooking for Mark, I learned it all.

Sodium content, RDA, cholesterol levels.

And other mental health issues.

Food had to please him, body and mind.

Helen, do you have any plans after you're divorced?

Professionally speaking.

No, no, nothing yet.

I have a proposition for you.

Your move.

I don't want to play anymore.

You okay?

I'm scared.

I don't want any more tests.

Maybe I'll just get better.

Let's go.

What do you mean?

I mean you and me are getting out of here.

Maybe we shouldn't.

I got the keys to the house.

I'll take the tea home.

Besides, you'll feel better in your own bed.

What about this?

I'll pull it out.

Hang on.

Two years.

Both.

Might hurt a bit.

You okay?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Run it out loud, Ehrlich.

You plan on staying in here the whole night?

Too much temptation out there.

I'm grabbing the next taxi back to Boston.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm leaving.

And how do you think that will reflect on me?

Tell everyone I came down with the flu.

What the hell's the matter with you?

Talk to me, slowly, in English.

Okay.

Women, actually.

There's none out there.

Oh, yes, there are.

By the Brazil load.

No, no, I don't mean high-paid bimbos.

I mean women who are members of the Cushing Society.

This is an all-male club.

My wife is back at the hospital working a double shift so I can pay off my student loans.

This may sound fishy coming from a pig like me, but thanks to Lucy, I'm learning to have some respect for women.

Goody, just don't ruin the night for the rest of us.

You're missing the point, sir.

Look, the Cushing Society is dedicated to healing.

That may be true, but what I'm... This organization is steeped in tradition.

Well, maybe it's time to break some of those traditions.

And we have the right to admit whomever we choose.

We could all benefit from opening up the ranks.

Oh, boy, you are such a phony.

And I'm beginning to understand what happened in your marriage.

Well, there's one we won't be voting in.

Incising the peritoneum, hemostat.

Okay, Mrs. Murdoch, let's take a closer look.

More light, please.

Good.

Obstetrics, ophthalmology, orthopedics, doctors, doctors, nurses, and more.

Stefan, retract the lobe.

Uh-oh, the cecum looks awfully matted.

Suction?

Appendix appears normal.

I know.

I'm getting more than what I bargained for here.

Who's the surgical attending?

Pulpy.

Reachable?

Uh-uh.

Stuck an OR7 repairing an aneurysm.

Damn.

We can't wait, and there's no turning back.

Back and leg.

Unfortunately, this is Murdock.

The first cut isn't always the deepest.

Okay.

It's starting to hurt more!

We'll have fun at home together.

Remember last home's leave day weekend, after camp?

It hurt.

Okay.

Maybe you better sit down.

What's the matter, class?

You better stop.

You okay?

Ben, go get Dr. Novino.

Okay.

Daniel, what are you doing?

I've been meaning to plant flowers out here for some time.

Well, I came up to see the view.

Oh, it's nippy.

Isn't it wonderful?

Autumn chill in the air, winter knocking at the door.

No.

Perfect weather for a cigarette.

John Gideon told me he offered you the cafeteria.

At first I was excited.

Then I got to thinking, why me?

Because a woman's place is in the kitchen?

How condescending.

Running the hospital food services is a colossal task.

John feels you're up to the challenge.

Oh, I don't know, Daniel.

Senior, tulips.

Three varieties.

Mark hated my tulips.

Why do I do that all the time, keep talking about Mark?

Criminy.

I even scheduled my checkup to avoid running into him.

Drop her in.

I've gone nearly my entire life living with Mark, being the housewife while he went off to work each day.

Muerte.

Tulips, a wonderful flower, so Hardy, planted when most life lies fallow,

then after a cold winter, climate changes, all things become new again and there in full bloom, beauty.

Or I could be wrong.

Verbal and medical, biochemical, maintenance kits, you're tearing up the floor.

The place is falling apart by itself.

How long is she going to be in the operating room?

Oh, she'll be out soon.

Fairly simple procedure.

And after, she'll be okay?

Bettina started menstruating.

Her period?

Huh?

Only there was blockage.

Surgery will help correct that.

Your sister should be fine.

Knowing Mom, she never explained any of this to Tina.

Ben, did you tell anyone you're here?

Dad and I don't talk much since the divorce, and Mom will find out soon enough.

She'll get home, and then my mom will scream and yell.

But that's a routine worth going through to be here with Tina.

Boy, my brother sure wouldn't have done what you're doing.

You're not close?

Not really.

Guess your parents didn't argue all the time.

So you and your sister stick together, huh?

See each other often?

Holidays.

A little during the summer.

See, we're both usually away at school or camp.

Patient, should be out.

Ben, where do you plan on sleeping tonight?

Our house.

Since she's being operated on, I'm not leaving.

I'll sleep on a chair in her room.

The hospital rules say no.

I mean, you're not even supposed to be here.

The hospital's got so many rules.

How about if I have a cot sent to your sister's room?

That'd be good.

Thanks.

Hi.

I.

Good evening.

You feel like dancing?

Oh, no.

No, thank you.

I guess I'll just wander upstairs.

Um, before you leave, do you mind my asking exactly what is the Cushing Society anyway?

A fraternity of surgeons.

You're a surgeon?

Heart.

Is that any fun?

Well, that's not exactly the word I'd use, but... Maybe you could call it fun.

I guess your patients never would.

No, right.

Well, good night.

Excuse me, miss.

I would like to dance.

You're a good dancer.

Intensive.

Dr. Rial, Dr. Peter Rial, OR.

Dr. Gideon, Dr. Gideon, I'm glad I caught you.

About this PAC fund notice of yours, it says the money is to be used to ensure proper representation in Washington.

You see, I've been thinking about it all day, and actually, I agree with you in principle.

So, what's the problem?

Well, the problem is actually I don't agree with you.

Hold the elevator, please.

Well, you see, I understand your... Actually, I don't totally understand.

Gee, Dr. Axelrod, I don't have all night.

If you have a criticism of the PAC, I'd like to hear it.

It's not a criticism exactly.

If you'd like to make a contribution, I'd appreciate it.

I see.

And what if I don't contribute?

If you choose not to, that's your decision.

Aha, but your letter says every employee should question their expectations.

Yes.

Isn't that clear?

You want me.

To stay with her through recovery?

Yeah, I'll stop by later.

How's Mrs. Murdoch?

Cut a little choppy in midstream.

Well, you've been at this almost six hours.

Shame, huh?

When I could have been home polishing my nails.

What are you talking about?

You couldn't wait to rush up here and say, I told you so, you should have waited till morning.

Well, she's going to be just fine.

I performed as well as any man.

You're a good surgeon, Jackie.

But if you keep trying to prove that to everyone else, someone's going to die in there.

Is it all over?

Yeah.

I feel funny.

Well, that's the shot I gave you.

In the operating room, I had a dream that Mom and Dad and me and you, we're all living in the same house again.

That's a nightmare.

Why did your parents get a divorce?

Doesn't matter now.

Can't change it.

My mom still cries when my dad calls.

Let's not talk about this anymore.

Here we go, sweetheart.

Sleep well, Ben.

I wish we were still living in the same house.

I miss you.

Me too.

Night.

Night.

Dr. Craig, you're back?

No, I'm an astral projection.

Is Victor with you?

I've better things to do than keep track of your husband.

Oh, by the way, Mrs. Craig's in room 3329.

What are you talking about?

What are you talking about?

Your wife's in for a physical.

Didn't you know?

Oh, right.

I forgot.

Next case, sir.

I'll tell you when, Chandler.

First, I want to re-examine Mrs. Murdoch's treatment.

Excuse me, Dr. Craig.

What is it, Morrison?

An appointment.

I'm already late.

Dr. Gideon?

What are you blathering about?

Looks like Jack's being tapped for chief resident.

And I'm being inducted into the Drag Racing Hall of Fame.

And I don't suppose you bothered to feel the mass.

Sir, I assisted Dr. Wade, and by the time we reached the OR... Who asked you, Kylie?

Never let the abdominal wall stand between you and your diagnosis, is that it?

No surgery.

Then why did you operate?

You could have medicated, done additional tests, at least

waited till morning till you had the benefit of a full OR staff.

It was my assessment the surgery was necessary.

She needed a bowel resection.

That doesn't change anything.

Operating was foolish.

Grandstanding at best.

You've had the benefit of an excellent education and practical experience.

I expect more from you, Wade.

I'm disappointed.

Hello, Ellen.

Dr. Chandler, next case.

Patient suitcase, please.

Mr. Almost back early.

Yes.

Listen, I know you kind of wanted to schedule around.

Look, I'll try to finish the test up as soon as possible... Excuse me.

I'll keep your eyes on the road.

Yes, mam.

Diee!

There's my significant other.

We haven't talked in a while.

Sleep when you got home, gone when I woke up.

What, bad breath?

Bad news.

Whoa.

Variety pack, huh?

Ribbed, reservoir-tipped, in four festive hues.

They handed those out.

You've always treated women as sex objects.

Put on this earth for your personal pleasure.

Would you give me a chance to explain?

You're in the doghouse, Fido.

Here, have a cream puff.

Hey, hey, what?

Hey, hey, hey!

Family, foundation episodes, podcasters, elderly, Bella,

a new com stands figure, congratulations Jack thanks well it took me by surprise oh

Jack here you left your stethoscope in my office Dr. Chandler sir I was telling the

board members so might as well tell you and make it official I picked you to be chief resident resident.

Thank you.

I think you'll do a terrific job.

Would you start compiling the morbidity and mortality statistics?

Last six months by floor and specialty.

Yes, sir.

Phillip.

All right.

What just happened here?

I thought you were the new chief resident.

No, no, no.

I'm part of some publicity campaign.

Ecumana wants to use my picture in ads, billboards, buses, newspapers.

Then I'm the new chief resident?

Isn't that great?

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yes!

Yes!

Yes, compile morbidity and mortality statistics.

For the last six months.

And it was my free weekends.

Dr. Franks, Dr. Penny Franks.

Ben!

Ben!

Tina said you're going back to school.

You're not waiting for your mom?

Why?

Well, she'll want to see you.

Yeah, well, I don't feel like seeing her.

Well, it couldn't hurt to wait, right?

There's enough punishment waiting for me back at Deerfield.

Ben, I know you and your mom don't get along, but... What if you sat down together?

Well, last night, you asked me a bunch of questions why my family got divorced.

Now you want me to hang around and talk with Mom?

Look, stop sticking your nose in other people's business.

My family's the way it is, and you can't change that.

So blow off.

Yes?

Hey, hi.

I heard you were back.

I have too many responsibilities to stay away.

Um, okay, about last night, what I said.

Look, I don't want you telling me that you're sorry.

No, I'm not.

Um, I just want to make sure you still want me assisting on the artificial heart program.

Of course.

Come in.

Ehrlich is just leaving.

You returned ahead of schedule.

Oh, boy, a guy can't change plans without knocking the building off its foundation.

What is it?

I assume the conference didn't go well?

Well?

Boy, can't slip anything under your skates.

It was a mess.

We arrived and checked in, and then Ehrlich started yammering about opening up

the membership to women, criticizing the traditions, making like it was a big deal

that female escorts had been invited to join the party.

Ladies of the evening?

All of a sudden Victor Ehrlich's marriage is a sacred institution never mind

somebody might be a little lonely want some company you slept with one of them I

feel terrible oh Mark it's not the first time since you were married now what the

hell is that supposed to Dr. Anja from Hungary.

Donald told me.

What a blabbermouth.

That's true.

Still, I don't understand why you're so upset, assuming you took precautions.

Of course, what do you expect?

I just thought that sleeping with a stranger would be exciting.

Passionate.

Or at the very least, that I'd receive a little comfort.

Women are a total mystery to me, Daniel.

Your Cushing Award.

Uh, Mark.

Oh, what the hell.

I earned this.

Come in.

Hi.

I didn't expect you until tonight.

Well, the past few days haven't exactly been red letter.

So I ducked out early.

Listen, I'm sorry I was in such a mad rush when you came by.

Carol, you were busy.

I understand.

Listen, I was just going to make a milkshake.

Yeah?

What kind?

Big.

The best.

Oh, I talked to your dad.

Told him I was moving in.

Yeah, he called.

Sounds relieved.

I'm sure he was worried about me.

I think that's one reason he asked you to stay here in the first place.

Well, he's concerned.

You should feel lucky.

Yeah, well, I just want you to know I'm not going to be a pain, and I don't expect you to.

...

Lizzie, stop.

Your father asked me to move in here because I haven't found a place of my own,

and because your family's split up.

He knows it's difficult growing up without parents.

We're practically sisters.

And I'm sure you have a lot to talk about.

Yeah, like grades, boys, life in general.

Well, when you're ready, I'm here for you.

Thanks.

In the meantime, how about these milkshakes?

Aren't you a bit old for Jacks?

I've been playing Jack since I was a little girl.

It relaxes me.

It helps with my dexterity.

You got through the flu?

I feel much better.

A little steam should drive out the rest of the toxin in my body.

It's so warm and safe here.

The quiet.

It's the first time since yesterday I'm unwinding.

I got an earful about you from Mark Craig this morning.

You shouldn't catch my fallout.

I'm director of medical education, and what's more important for Mark chemo,

facialeнная, fibrosis, epithelial bone graft, ק I looked over the surgical report.

Anything to say?

If a woman isn't aggressive in the OR, she's considered weak.

Too aggressive, and she's grandstanding.

It's tough to find the balance.

Try your left hand.

No, no, you've got me.

My left hand is clogged as a... A good surgeon should be ambidextrous.

May I?

Victor says he'd cut off his right arm to be ambidextrous.

A natural.

Dexterity is not all in the fingertips.

It is the Harmony many of all the parts, the strong, the weak, the good, the bad.

And then when you have achieved a balance, it doesn't matter whether you are

right-handed, left-handed, a man or a woman.

And then at the same time, you have to give a little.

How?

Now, I'm a highly skilled surgeon, swift with a scalpel, but every

Thanksgiving, without any question, my husband carves a Turkey.

Ecumena should be less preoccupied with public offerings and more concerned about the needs of its employees.

I understand about the PAC fund, but this isn't the way to proceed.

Okay.

See you next week.

Bad timing.

This political action business really has me wound up.

Well, you're not the only one.

I've heard a lot of grumbling in the halls.

Idea was set in motion at the home office.

Naturally, I'm expected to toe the line and force the mandate, but after hearing

the residents' reaction, they've got a point.

The request is unfair.

Enough.

You're all through.

Clean bill of health.

And, um, I stopped smoking.

Terrific.

So, how do you feel about the new St. Eligius?

You know, I used to alternate between thinking of this place as a Renaissance cathedral and Frankenstein's castle.

Now I can see promise.

Well?

At least we're moving in the right direction.

So what can I do for you?

I accept.

You're serious?

I've been thinking it over.

And I decided that it'll be a challenge.

I'll try to give you everything you need.

Good.

And more.