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- Go, go!
- Knock him on his ass, Gabriel!

All right, there you go, Gabe!

Go! Run, run, Gabe!

- Go, go, go, go!
- Kick it!

Kill him!

Go!

Come on, Gabe, go!

Gabe, knock him over!

Go... oh.

Gabriel, honey.

His teacher called.

Said he's having
trouble verbalizing things.

Got to have him tested.

The way she's put it, it's like he's got

a problem or something.

Oh, grass angels.

Well, maybe tennis could
be more Gabriel's thing.

Hey, coach!

My kid did not join the team

to ride the bench!

Hey, you want to go away this weekend?

Tomorrow's the
anniversary of your sister's death.

It's a tough week, so...

You know, I'll deal with
Lou's death in my own way.

Okay.

Hey, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, you're right.

This week sucks.

I hate that she's gone.

I don't want to go away.

I just want to be
here with you and the boys.

Ugh, and for the
earth to open up and swallow

these power bitches.

Alex.

Alex, it's been so long

we thought you'd gone into
witness protection.

And who is this tall drink of water?

Uh, I'm Pierce Harrison.

How are you?

My roommate.

Oh, your roommate?

Where's Max?

He's out of town.

Mayday.

I can run to the store.

Oh, hey, I know it's my snack day.

Check it out.

Ensure, Pedialyte, peaches.

Well, that's, um, different.

Thank you, Alex.

Thank you so much.

If it's good enough for
critical care patients,

it's good enough for the kids.

Mmm.

Mmm.

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Who has two thumbs

and just spent the last ten hours

repairing a fractured tibia and fibula

from a multi-car pileup?

This guy.

Would you like to have breakfast

with a surgical god?

I didn't hear anything in the news

about hell freezing over, so no.

Oh, my God, you can still not be mad.

That is where you're wrong.

What... I didn't
touch your boob on purpose.

- Oh, God.
- I grazed.

I went to open the car door.

You tripped.

I went to break your fall... graze.

Next time I'd prefer the face-plant.

The 25 medical robots I'm
bringing to St. Matthews

will enhance our reputation

as the most innovative hospital in town,

as well as revolutionize patient care.

Plus, they're incredibly cool.

They use digital maps to navigate

and ultrasonic sensors

to move freely through the hallways

without colliding into humans.

- Come here, baby.
- Excuse me.

Oh, no problem, Channing Tatum.

That's really his name?

Everyone deserves a name, High Tops.

He's polite, dependable, hard-bodied.

What else would I call him?

He can also dispense
drugs, meals, clean linens.

Mm.

And lattes.

Hmm?

It's a skinny latte.

Florence Nightingale, you're the best.

Thank you, Dr. Callahan.

Looks like you've been working out.

It does!

What? They all have speech
modules built in,

so I figured I'd give
them a few new things to say.

As long as these buckets of bolts

don't put me out of a job,

I'm happy to let them do grunt work.

Open.

Girl, you so fine

it's criminal.

Millicent said she'd be at rounds
to observe the robots.

Anybody seen her?

That's it.

So you live and work here?

Yeah.

I wanted to simplify things.

After I left Wall Street it became

very clear that my wife

was more interested in money than in me.

Hmm.

Maybe I always knew that.

Anyway, I gave her
everything she wanted in the divorce,

which was the best decision I ever made.

You ever been married?

No...

No, up until last year
I was in a relationship

with somebody who was
20 years older than me.

Mm, wow.

Why are you donating
your work to St. Matthews?

You've never been a
patient there, as far as I know.

A few years ago I came out here

to meet with an investor.

Took me to

a fundraiser at the hospital.

Typical evening, speeches, glad-handing,

till I saw something

so beautiful I couldn't stop staring.

What was it?

You.

You were on the arm of an older man.

- Must've been, uh...
- Yeah, probably was.

I don't know, you looked really sad.

I couldn't believe he
was oblivious to it,

and I stood up to go talk to you, but...

you had left,

so when the board approached me

about commissioning a sculpture,

I said yes,

because I knew you were here,

and I wanted you to
see something every day

that might make you smile.

You're so making that up.

Millicent...

I don't have to lie
about things anymore.

Mm.

Sal.

Sal.

You know that's not allowed.

I thought you told me you quit.

Sweetheart, I just said
that to get you off my ass.

Let's get on with this already.

Present my case.

This is Sal Merrick.

Diagnosed with lymphoma as a teenager.

Has undergone mediastinal radiation
therapy ever since.

He's currently a
guest at St. Matthews due to

late cardiovascular complications
from radiotherapy.

Who can name a few complications?

Oh, I know that one. Uh,
congestive heart failure,

pericardial disease, conduction
abnormalities.

You got beat up a
lot as a kid, didn't you?

So I've operated on Mr.
Merrick several times

for various issues pursuant
to the radiation.

Eight times in the last six years.

Here's a list of operations.

And you think Dr. Pain-in-My-Ass here

would've gotten it right by now.

He's developed mitral regurgitation

from radiation damage
to one of the leaflets.

As you can imagine,

the repeated courses of radiation

have left him with extensive scar tissue

and a frozen chest.

Hey, pal, you want to learn something?

Show up for rounds on time.

Sorry I'm late.

I certainly meant no disrespect.

I'd hate to think I
upset a fellow Dodgers fan.

I'll never see the
inside of a ballpark again.

I got scar tissue pushing my heart

up against the back of my sternum,

and even if Dr. P.
Here could crack me open,

my heart would probably tear

as soon as she cut through to the bone.

That right, Doc?

Unfortunately, yes, Sal.

Which is why you can't
do open-heart surgery, so...

I don't understand how
you're gonna fix me.

I have a secret weapon.

Any movement a surgeon makes

using the Raven IV's console controls

are translated into the manipulator's

wrist-like robotic
arms that roll and bend

far greater than human wrists.

Yeah, the system is designed to...

to give the surgeon tactile feedback

which mimics the
density of real human tissue.

And the, uh, the Raven
IV uses 3D imaging

which shows you the
internal organs in real time

using the same type of processors found

in high-quality video game images.

This is a lot more futuristic

than the da Vinci I trained on.

Uh, yeah, yeah.

We're testing the Raven

at Harvard, Johns
Hopkins, Westside Medical Center.

We can network the systems
together using the Internet.

Some doctors find difficulty

transitioning to the, uh,
to the robotic procedures,

but Dr. Shane,

I'm sure you'll get the hang of it.

Actually, I'm not the
surgeon who will be using it.

Yeah, that'd be me.

Edgar's my baby.

Edgar?

Yeah, after Edgar Allan Poe.

"Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore'"?

Yeah, I recognize the, uh, reference.

Um, what procedure will
you be performing?

Well, my plan is to approach
the mitral valve

through the lateral aspect of the chest

and then use the robotic arm

to delicately tease away
all of my patient's scar tissue.

That gives me a better chance
of avoiding a myocardial tear.

Hmm.

Um, robotic mitral valve repair

is not the standard of care.

Cutting through the chest is.

And I've never met a
woman with the ability

to develop the proper
finesse with the robot.

I suspect those are the reasons

Dr. Panttiere wants to do it.

You see, I'll be operating with my hands

and not my ovaries, and this approach

is the only way I can give my patient

the lifesaving procedure he needs.

Now, step aside, Duane, it's my turn.

Glove me, Channing Tatum.

You don't need gloves.

LOL, you're funny, Dr. P.

Oh, oh.

She was...

Oh, huh.

I don't remember the part of the...

the video where you kill the patient.

That's... that's innovative.

Time to go.

You look like you could
use a hot oil massage.

Mmm, mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.

Wouldn't recommend that particular diet

to your cardiac patients.

That's just your roommate talking.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it.

I panicked.

I just don't like those
bitches in my business.

I'm just pissed

I have to have Gabriel tested.

So he's a little
different from the other kids.

I know a great speech therapist
over at Westside.

I think Gabriel will love her.

- I'll make an appointment.
- Thank you.

Now what can you do about
how bad I suck with Edgar?

A scalpel didn't feel
like an extension of your hand

the first time you picked it up.

You put in the practice,

and robots will be second nature to you.

It's not the mechanics.

It's when I open up a patient's chest,

I run my finger across the heart

every single time.

Didn't know you were superstitious.

It's not that.

It's... I don't know,

touching the beating
heart, it's a privilege.

It makes me feel
connected to the patient.

I was hoping you'd come in this week.

For you.

You made macarons?

The Hippocratic Oath requires me

to bust my sister out of the
hospital from time to time.

Besides, you couldn't
miss the grand opening

of the Waiting Room.

Thanks for the macarons.

I'm gonna smuggle them
back into my hospital room

if Alex doesn't inhale them all.

Well, if she does, I will make you more.

So listen, St. Matthews

is running a new lymphoma protocol.

The last one didn't work.

But this one might.

A cure could be right around the corner.

Can we not talk about
my health for once?

Tell me about your date last night.

Oh, I knew in 30 seconds
it wasn't gonna work out.

Well, at least you gave
him a fighting chance.

He was a mouth breather.

- Oh, stop it.
- Probably a bed wetter.

Just admit he didn't have a chance

because he's not Jesse.

Where the hell did that come from?

I haven't seen Jesse in five years.

He's the one that got away,

and I'm pretty sure he's the star

of the "what if" scenarios in your head.

It's so unfair. You know me so well.

Well, it was either specialize in you

or become addicted to soap operas.

I made a choice.

I do think about him sometimes,

but, you know, he's moved on,

so why can't I let anybody else in,

settle down, be normal?

Because you're not normal.

If you go to the land of normal,

no one will be there.

I know this is a hard week,

but nothing could ever replace her.

Ever.

Where is Nurse Ji-Sung?

Why?

I have a delivery.

There you are.

Have a good day.

Ouch.

- That tickles.
- You talking to me?

Yes, Nurse Ji-Sung, you
have a lovely touch.

Okay, easy there, R2-D2.

Hello, gorgeous.

Any flowers or
chocolate delivered today?

- What are you doing?
- What?

You know what?

Don't touch my stuff, okay?

My stuff or my boobs.

Both are off limits.

Get out.

I need the latest blood
work for Mr. Merrick,

and can you book the O.R. for tomorrow?

I'm going to be working with
Edgar for the rest of the day.

Thank you.

Hello, everyone.

- Ooh, hello.
- That tickles.

It is a glorious day outside.

Have you seen it?

I've got to tell you,

I love living in Southern California.

I think... yeah, I think

I might take up rollerblading.

No, surfing.

Did you just eat a pot cookie?

Hi.

She's getting laid.

What?

You go, girl.

No, I'm not.

I'll call you back.

How could you, um...

how could you tell something
like that anyway?

Figuring out who's having
sex is one of my superpowers.

Not as cool as being invisible.

Lip gloss, last night.

Split ends, two weeks ago,

if you don't count the vibrator.

- My boyfriend is out of town.
- What?

I have... I have a boyfriend.

Okay, and Marty?

Dr. P!

- Back to work, everyone.
- Come here!

I got to ask you something!

Has anyone seen Dr. P?

- Come here.
- Do you have to bellow?

Can't you use a call
button like a normal person?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- What's the matter with you?

Listen, I've been researching

this whole robot deal, and, uh,

give me your stats, huh?

Ballpark number's fine.

My stats?

Yeah, I mean, I assumed
you work with it.

What would you say you're batting, .500?

Is that good?

All right, maybe... maybe we just wait

and find another way.

Truth is, Doc, I'm scared.

It's the only way we can operate.

Look, Sal, I've got this.
Just try and relax tonight.

Take a spin around the
hall, get some exercise,

piss off a nurse.

I'll check in with you later.

Don't look at the patient.

Look at the monitor.

Don't look at the
patient! Look at the monitor!

And you just nicked the aorta.

Your patient is dead again.

Focus, Panttiere.

Damn it.

Where are my antacids?

The cafeteria is a reflux factory.

Just that last move that
I'm tripping up on.

You know what, I need a break.

Is that what you
plan to do during surgery,

just... just take a
break whenever it gets tough?

Huh, well, hope your
patient has their affairs in order.

What's the matter with your arm?

Oh, just a... a mild strain

of the effort of not wringing your neck.

Monitor.

All right, hey, look, look, look, look.

Okay, okay, okay.

Brute force is not what's called for.

The Raven responds to

the slightest movement of the fingers

when handled properly.

All right, just relax your
thumb when you roll it.

Just...

I want a different trainer.

And I want to be 6'2"
and 30 pounds lighter,

but I guess we're both gonna

have to learn to
live with disappointment.

Start again, and this
time don't get so emotional.

I'm not emotional.

I'm frustrated.

Oh, yeah, you're frustrated.

You know, I learned the
basics on the da Vinci years ago,

and you're not teaching
me what I need to know now,

so I can't do my job tomorrow.

Duane, you better sit down.

No, no, no, go...

go... go back to work.

Duane, you're...

you're having a...

heart attack.

Crap!

Ji-Sung, I have a
patient in cardiac arrest!

- Get me the paddles.
- Get the crash cart in here!

- I need a response team now!
- Let's go! Come on!

I'm in code blue here!

Hold on a second. So you killed him?

It wasn't my fault.

I tried to resuscitate
him for an hour, a full hour.

Ugh, we were fighting,

and he was so condescending

and arrogant and... but you know what?

He was right.

I can't expect my old skills

to carry me
through this... this surgery.

I don't know if I...

if I can operate

without my hands on
the patient, you know?

Well, you got to find a new trainer.

Just don't kill him.

Nobody's available for weeks.

Well, then you wait.

You don't have to do it tomorrow.

Yeah, I do.

Why?

Because I couldn't save her.

Lou.

I tried my best, but she still died.

I wasn't good enough.

And tomorrow I'll wake up and feel

the same way I have every year since.

I have to be a better
doctor than I was back then.

I have to save a life.

Homework done?

And checked, mm-hmm.

Boom.

Good job.

Oh.

I love you, Mom.

What do you want?

Can I watch TV, just for half an hour?

Okay, okay, okay. Mwah.

Oh, cool.

All right, pajamas and teeth first.

I'll race you!

Five minutes of snuggle time first.

Okay.

So you know we have, uh, an appointment

at the speech therapist tomorrow, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

But don't worry about it, you know?

Your teacher, she gets
paid to be neurotic.

Mm-hmm.

You speak up in class, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm?

- Yeah?
- Yes.

What are you playing?

"Wizards of War."

Aliens have destroyed the planet.

I'm a wizard trying to
find their control center

in the underground caves.

Ooh.

It's way better than TV.

See, it's a 3D gaming system.

3D on that little screen?

Yeah, Mom, welcome to the 21st century.

What happened?

I'm dead.

Don't worry, I just hit
reset and start over.

Want to try?

Okay.

Okay, like this?

You can't force it.

- Try holding it this way.
- Okay.

- Keep your thumbs loose.
- Mm-hmm.

The tunnels get skinny on this level.

You got to twist
through those tiny cracks.

Okay, I got it, I got it, I got it.

Don't let that dog bite you.

He's pretty mean.

Why does there have to be a mean dog?

You ever play one of these things?

No I'm not an eight-year-old boy.

It's really kind of fascinating.

You have to adjust your sense of touch

to build new muscle memory.

Finesse is the only way

to manipulate the virtual world.

I can't wait to try with Edgar.

Millicent wants you to do the autopsy

on that guy you killed last night.

The pathologist can do it,

and I didn't kill him.

Whatever. Millicent told the family

you'd be honored to take
care of it first thing

since apparently, he liked you.

He did?

Mm-hmm.

Told his wife you had "promise,"

so, you know, chop-chop.

Okay.

Get up.

Uh, I'm gonna hold
that at the desk for you.

Give it.

Yeah, hand it over.

- Hey!
- Oh, hey.

- Is that for me?
- That is for you.

I was, uh, just gonna come
and check on your progress.

Well, I was thinking about the
sketches I did last night.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

I think I want to
incorporate them into the sculpture.

The sketches of my ass?

Well, it's a work of art.

Yeah, but...

No one will know but us.

Yeah, that's true.

Hey, look at this.

You're getting better.

Well, actually, that's, um...

that's my son's.

Your son's?

Yeah.

He's amazing.

What's his name?

- Beni.
- Beni.

His father is the older
guy I told you about.

Oh.

Beni never sees him.

It's a bit complicated

'cause Terence is married.

Oh, you were his mistress.

Well, he and his
wife had an understanding.

They both saw other people.

He was with other
women while he was with you?

No, we were in love.

You know, I-I... I don't
have to explain myself to you.

No, you don't. Listen...

- Um, I think that came across...
- Excuse me.

Sorry,

I thought we had a scheduling meeting.

Yeah, yeah, we do.

Mr. Penn was just leaving.

Have a good meeting.

I love your work.

Thanks.

This is all your fault.

"Ah,
yeah, go on, mate.

Go play dirty doctor with the jackeroo."

I never told you to marry the guy.

Why you got to take it so seriously?

Have a bit of fun.

By the way, everyone likes you

a whole lot better like this.

Just saying.

I'm a nice person.

People like me.

You like me, right?

You are a surgical god.

So my son had me play this
video game last night,

and I think I finally understand

the move you were trying to teach me.

I probably, you know, could've
gotten it from you,

but I was too cocky.

Oh...

I'm sorry for the way it ended for you.

You know, a man on the
cutting edge of science

deserved better than that.

You were right, Duane.

I do have promise.

In fact, I kick ass.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Checking to see if you're okay,

and I know I'm not supposed
to ask today,

but... is that Duane?

Uh-huh.

Alex, you...

You can't steal a body

and practice procedures on it.

I spoke to his wife.

He died trying to teach
me to use this robot,

so I figured he'd want
to help finish the job.

She agreed.

He turned out to be the best teacher.

I owe him.

Well, how's it going?

Stand still.

I'll show you.

Whoa.

Hey, buy me dinner first.

What, you don't like chocolate?

- You allergic to roses?
- What?

Look, I apologized
for what happened, okay?

If you want to hold a grudge, fine,

but I thought you were different.

Turns out you're stuck up

and emotionally withholding

like a lot of
beautiful, smart, and sexual,

and... you have no
idea what I'm talking about.

No, crazy man.

- Flo, wait up.
- I'm on break.

If you're looking for cigarettes,

Dr. Panttiere had
the nurses clean you out.

That's a real bossy
broad, that one, huh?

Oh, yeah, tell me about it.

Hey, hey, Doc, Doc.

Let me ask you, what do you think

about this whole robot deal, huh?

Honestly, I'm just not so sure.

I trained on a da Vinci years
ago at the Clayton Clinic.

The Raven didn't exist back then,

but it's an amazing machine

and I think it's great Dr. Panttiere

thought to use it for your surgery.

It's gonna provide the
best access to your heart.

I've been keeping track

of every single treatment

and procedure I've had
since I was a teenager.

Hard to believe I'm still kicking, hmm?

- Hmm.
- And I was looking back

at all the things that me and
Dr. P. have been through.

Yeah.

And then I realize it.

I was here five years ago,

you know, when her sister died.

Right.

I mean, she was
really broken up about that.

You know, how could she not?

Lou was a sweet kid.

Doc, she really lost it

when she was working with that trainer.

I mean, she wasn't
herself, and... and I got to think

that her sister's death had
something to do with that.

Straight up, you think she's ready?

Sal, my Sal,

you're so good to go.

I've got an O.R. booked.

No, you're not operating on me.

Why don't you talk
through some of your concerns...

You're always nervous
before a surgery, Sal.

Look, I'm sorry, all right? I can't.

Your head's just not in the game.

What are you talking about?

Lou.

Sal, you know me.

My personal life will not
affect my professional abilities.

Now, you need this surgery.

It's the only way to repair the valve.

I know, I know...

but I want Dr. Shane to do it.

Alex, wait.

You think being Chief of Surgery

gives you the right
to poach my patients?

That's not what
happened. That was Sal's choice,

and I'm sorry, but I think he's right.

He's not, and you could've helped me.

You could've told him I'm
a brilliant surgeon.

Not with the Raven, you're not.

You're not doing this surgery.

I had a breakthrough with
the robot this morning,

and today's the day Sal's
life could change.

Doesn't have to be today.

That's only important to you.

You have to accept what
the patient wants

even when it's not what you want.

_

I wanted pink.

It has to be red.

Red's a fighter's color.

You're the fighter in the family.

And tomorrow we'll get
you a pedicure, hmm?

Maybe a toe ring?

I'm so sorry for leaving you.

You're not going anywhere.

I found a new treatment protocol.

It starts up at Cedars this week.

Promise me...

Promise me...

you'll let other people in.

I don't need anyone else.

I have you.

I'm done, Alex.

You have to let me go.

Not yet.

You can't give up.

Just hold on a
little longer, please, Lou.

What are you doing here?

I heard Lou was dying.

Oh, well, you heard wrong.

I don't know who'd tell
you something like that.

Lou called me.

You can't fix this, Alex.

You don't know that.

It's part of being a doctor.

You got to accept there
are times you can't win.

What if this isn't that time?

You're pushing this for yourself,

not for her.

It's time, Alex.

It's time.

Let her go.

Let her go.

All right, we're looking for
suite 219, G-Money, 219.

I'll find it.

This speech therapist

better not use the word "problem"

or "deficit" or
"disability" around my kid.

- No, she's not like that.
- I mean, look at him.

He's perfect.

He doesn't need to be here.

He should be playing with his friends.

Oh, but he doesn't have many friends.

Oh, damn it, maybe there is a problem.

Or it could just be that he's eight.

Some kids aren't really verbal at eight.

When I was eight, I was fat.

I was uncoordinated.

Nobody picked me for their teams.

It sucked... but you
know what, I read a lot.

I grew a lot, got some great hair,

and it all worked out.

Oh, I'm so glad you came with us.

Of course I came, all right?

I'm more than just your roommate.

I love you. I love the kids,

so do whatever you have to do

to wrap that around your head,

because I'm in.

Mm.

Come on, that's gross.

Ew, yeah.

That was gross.

That's not where your keys are.

Are you kidding me?

- Alex?
- Yeah?

Sal's posterior mitral
valve leaflet ruptured.

He's developed pulmonary edema.

I'm not his doctor anymore, remember?

I've been practicing with the Raven,

but I'm too rusty. I need you.

Okay.

Okay, give me 30 minutes.

He doesn't have that
long. His sats are dropping.

We're taking him straight to the O.R.

Just stick a balloon pump in.

- I'm doing this surgery.
- Got it.

Even with lights and
sirens you're not gonna make it.

I know, that's why we're
going with plan B.

Plan B?

Yes, Dr. Johnson has been cleared.

Thank you.

Is she a doctor?

Worse, the O.R. supervisor.

She controls who gets into
every surgical suite.

You don't get that job
unless you can make grown men weep.

- Hey, let me talk to her.
- No, it's okay.

- I got this.
- Wait...

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm Dr. Alex Panttiere.

I need access to your Raven suite

to perform a remote mitral valve repair

on my patient at St. Matthews.

It's an emergency.

He's developed pulmonary edema.

You don't remember me, do you?

Well, yeah, yeah, sure.

I used to work at St. Matthews.

You once told me that

a pot-smoking kangaroo could do my job.

Ooh...

You don't have privileges here.

Look, sorry I was rude to you.

Sometimes I think I'm
funny, and I'm not.

My patient could die

if I don't have access to that O.R.

Of course, Dr. Panttiere.

I'd be delighted to
stick my neck out for you.

In fact, I'll call our
insurance company right...

Carol!

How are you?

Oh, my gosh, you look exactly the same.

Look at you.

You always were a very smooth
liar, Dr. Harrison.

Look, I got a half an hour.

You want to... you
want to go get some coffee?

I'm glad you're doing this surgery.

Well, I'll be making the small
incision in your side

to give the surgical arms access,

but Dr. Panttiere will
be the lead surgeon.

She's the only one I'd
trust with my heart.

Here, put this on.

Just try to look like a short surgeon.

It's gonna be really cool, Gabriel.

I'll operate here, but the
patient is at St. Matthews.

- Wow!
- She's too emotional.

Well, that's
actually what you want, Sal.

One of the first times Lou
came to this hospital,

she needed a staging laparotomy.

Dr. Panttiere had the balls

to tell one of the most
prestigious surgeons here

a needle core biopsy would
be the best approach.

If she'd said that to anyone but me,

she could have lost her
surgeon privileges.

Whoa.

Are we gonna get in trouble?

Oh, we're gonna save a life.

Whoa.

It's just you and me, kid.

You want Dr. Panttiere's emotion.

It's gonna save your life.

Are the robots connected?

Perfectly. We've opened a secure link.

Brilliant idea to do
the surgery remotely.

How'd you get Westside to agree?

I just made it clear that my patient

wouldn't survive without it,

and they gave me permission.

You never, ever
lie like Mom just did.

Mm-hmm.

How did you get Sal to agree?

I told him you were the
best, so don't screw up.

Cameras are in. You got a picture?

I'm good.

Your move, Dr. Panttiere.

It's gonna get kind of gross, Gabriel.

You don't have to watch.

This is so cool.

Almost there.

I just need to skirt these
last two tar pits,

then twist through the
tunnel to avoid the mean dog.

Are we still talking about the surgery?

You should play more video games.

Okay, here we go.

Wow.

Oh, wow.

This is amazing.

That sight never gets old.

I want to be a surgeon.

Okay, Jesse, I need
you to take the grasper

and retract the tissue.

Got it.

Okay, check this out, Gabriel.

You see that valve
right there, right in front?

The thing that looks
sort of like a mouth?

Yeah, it doesn't close properly,

so I snip away the damaged part...

and then I remove it from the field.

Open up! Police!

Mom, what's happening?

What's going on?

I just tore the right ventricle.

Open this door!

Stop this surgery right now!

Stay out of my way or this man dies.

Jesse, I'm holding
pressure on the right ventricle,

but I need suction to see the tear.

He's not gonna make it.
I've got to open him up.

There's no time.

You'll need a couple of
minutes to undock the robot,

and getting his chest
open will be a disaster.

We're aborting this procedure.

- Scalpel.
- No!

No, he'll be dead before you start.

I'm already in.

I'll hold pressure while
you load up the sutures.

I can fix this, but you have to help me.

Now, do it.

Loading sutures.

She's operating remotely.

Keep them coming.

Do it, do it, do it, do it.

Oh, keep them coming, two more.

You did it.

Good, now get out.

Bite me.

Your job is scary.

You don't have a reset button.

I didn't need one today.

You brought me luck.

We missed my appointment
with the speech therapist.

It's okay.

You don't need her.

The kids in my class say I'm weird.

Well, then weird can be your superpower.

Besides, who needs normal?

If you go to the land of
normal, no one will be there.

So is this normal?

Just another day at the office.

Okay, watch your head.

All right, will you do me a favor

and just keep her as
long as you can, please?

We'll come bail you out.

Bye, Mom.

Good luck.

You ever see the inside of a prison?

- No.
- Good.

Special delivery.

_

Are you an angel?

It's me, Sal, Dr. Pain-in-Your-Ass.

You did great.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You owe me a baseball game,

and maybe you can explain to
me that whole batting .500 thing.

Okay.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, not now.

Not now.

I have something
else I have to do first.

Go back to sleep.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

When will you be finished?

I'm done.

Good.

I've told the board there's
been a mistake

and we need to pay you.

- Thank you for your time.
- What... wait a minute.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, listen,
wait a minute.

What do you mean, that's it?

That's all you want to say?

Well, what else do
you expect from someone

- who was just a mistress?
- I am not judging you.

Millicent, you're
doing that all on your own.

I make no apologies

for my relationship with Beni's father

to you or to anybody.

Whatever you and I... whatever this was

between you and I,

I just think...

we're too different.

Maybe,

or maybe this was just our first fight.

I care about you.

If that doesn't work for you

or... or if you're
looking for some way to shut me out,

that's your loss.

I'll see you around.

I'm starting to forget the
sound of Lou's voice.

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