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Perfect.

What are you doing to me?

Not the results
we'd hoped for.

Your labs confirm
what we saw on the ultrasound.

You're in end-stage
liver disease.

But I always
took my medicine.

I know.

You're the most compliant
patient I have.

But autoimmune hepatitis
can progress

even with treatment.

You need
a liver transplant.

We talked about that before,
remember?

But you're gonna have
a fantastic team of surgeons

working their tails off
to get you fixed up.

We're gonna
get you admitted.

Do you have
any questions?

Someone has to die

so I can live?

I want to pray,

but I can't pray
for someone else to die.

Ooh, hold the door!

Oh.

Thank you!
I'm late enough already.

What happened to you?

Oh, not much.

Just slept through my alarm,
stubbed my toe,

then got a parking ticket
and a flat tire.

You have a 50-year-old relic,
and you don't use Triple A?

I drive
a 44-year-old car,

and it takes longer
to wait for help

than it is
to put the spare on myself.

I'm surprised you
know how to use it.

Because I'm a woman?

Because
you're a millennial.

I'm also an engineer who used
to work for a car company.

A computer company.
You built software.

For self-driving cars.

So Sony is
a car company

because they built stereos
for cars...

My point is I obviously know
how to change a tire

faster than
any tow truck driver or you.

Okay.
No need to be hostile.

I'm just trying
to make conversation.

Have a nice day.

What do you got?

He almost drowned
in the triathlon.

We restarted his heart,
but he's obtunded,

and breathing's labored.

He was
in the triathlon?

Agonal respiration
with accessory muscle use.

His sats are dropping.

It's Cort Graham.
Eight liters oxygen.

Are we supposed to know
who that is?

Cancer survivor
and endurance athlete.

Also heads
a big cancer charity.

Left lung has
focal consolidation

and fluid collection.

I need a chest tube.
On it.

If he's
an experienced swimmer,

something must've made him
pass out.

Could be a heart attack.
Stroke.

Head trauma?
From swimming?

I did a sprint tri once.

The swim was like
a roller derby in water.

Damn it.
Pyxis won't open.

I tried to put in my code,
but nothing happens.

Well, figure it out.
We need the chest tube.

I'm going to go in
with a 10 blade.

That won't release
enough fluid.

I know.

Come on!

He's cyanotic.

Ugh! Come on, open!

Get out of the way.

Don't just stand there.
Get the tube.

Sorry. Sorry.

What's going on?
Why didn't it open?

I don't know.

The power's on,
but our computers are down.

All of them?
The whole hospital?

Looks that way.

We'll need
to temporarily close
the clinic, ER,

and divert new patients.

Good news is,

the ORs are isolated
from the network,

so we won't be able
to share imaging

on external monitors,

but the MRI
and radiology machines
are still functional.

Well, great.

Let's postpone
all elective procedures,

keep the most urgent cases
on the board.

Got it.

You call the cops?

San Jose Police
and the FBI

and the Cyber Attack
insurance carrier.

What's the ransom?

Two million.

Well,
we have the data backed up.

Got it covered.

We got a problem.

If it's only
one problem,

it'll make me
extraordinarily happy.

No, it won't.

They actually hacked
into the network

over three months ago.

Took their time
to not only

encrypt our servers

but our on-site

and cloud-based backups.

Don't we have backups,
data?

Actually, we have three,

which get rotated out
every 30 days,

which means
the oldest backup we have

was synched four days
after the bastards broke in.

We have no data?

Technically,
we still have data.

We just can't access it
without their encryption key.

Okay.

You can't pay
the ransom.

You don't negotiate
with terrorists.

What I can't do is pay

an exorbitant
amount of money

to an insurance company

and then not use them.

They gave us 24 hours
to get the Bitcoin.

If I can find a mistake
in their encryption software,

I might be able
to get our data back.

Of course, I'll also have
to retrace the attack chain

to find the exact door
they came in.

Otherwise,
we might as well toss

every computer we have
in the recycle...bin.

If you're trying
to convince me
to not pay the ransom,

you maybe shouldn't have said
that last part.

I realized that
as I was saying it.

You've got 24 hours.

The surgery
shouldn't be a problem,

but finding a liver
will be.

Her MELD score
puts her first up.

On our list, which still
leaves her competing

against every patient
in the region.

No procurement coordinator is
gonna discriminate

against a patient
with Down Syndrome,

but they are gonna
give a patient

with shorter life expectancy
a low priority.

She also lives alone

and doesn't have any family
to help with recovery.

She's worked so hard
to be independent,

and now it's gonna be
held against her?

It sucks,
but it's not unfair.

I'm not giving up.

You don't have to worry
about the list

if you can find
a living donor.

Look for one who's already
volunteered to give a kidney.

Get help.
With the network down,

everything's gonna
take longer,

and she doesn't
have much time.

I couldn't have gotten kicked.

Wasn't even close
to the pack.

I thought swim
was your strongest section.

Usually, but I let my ego
get the best of me.

I went out way too fast

and got dropped
at the first turn.

Well, I'm impressed
you're even out there.

I can barely finish
a 5K.

I used to be the same way,
too.

Cancer actually made me
a better runner.

That can't be true.

The chemo you had
reduces lung capacity,

and how could losing a leg
make you a faster runner?

Well, once you
get past a mile,
it's not about speed.

It's about pain and how much
you're willing
to push through.

And my threshold
definitely increased

after chemo and rehab.

And seeing the hope
I give survivors

every single time that
I cross the finish line,

that doesn't hurt either.

His cancer could be back.

The odds
of sarcoma reoccurrence
are very high.

It could be
lots of things.

It could be a virus
or bacteria.

More likely cancer.

Overtraining can weaken
the immune system.

I'm a motivational
speaker,

so literally
a professional optimist.

I can handle
the truth.

Dr. Murphy is
probably right,

but we'll do
a full blood panel
and chest CT to be sure.

The good news is, it's clearly
an underfunded startup.

Their website's garbage,

and the ransom's only half
your cyber policy limit.

Underfunded?
Startup?

Website?
Where do I start?

Despite what
you see on TV,

these attacks don't come
from lone wolves.

It's a global business.

With websites and
customer service call centers.

Our IT Director thinks

that we might be able
to decrypt the data.

Even if he could do that,
which is impossible,

it wouldn't do any good
unless he can also retrace

the entire attack chain.

She explained that.

She also said that
she might be able to do both.

I'm sure
your IT Director's excellent.

I'm also sure

that this is outside
her area of expertise.

The only way
to retrieve your data

is to pay the fee.

Now, I'm sure I can
negotiate it down

to a few hundred grand.

From two million?

Well, they're amateurs.

I'm not.

Thought I had a perfect match,

but she's in Shanghai
on business.

How long's a flight from...

11 hours, but I couldn't
talk her into it.

She's about to close the most
important deal of her life.

Who talked
to John Raponi?

Retired firefighter,
peak physical condition.

I did.

He was at a bar
at 3:00 p.m.

Doesn't give me
high hopes

that his liver will be
in perfect condition.

Mmm, not ideal,
but not disqualifying.

Rachel Trainor
is a better option.

She's local,
preschool teacher,

and an extremely devout
Christian.

What makes you think
her faith helps us?

I'm a devout Christian,
and I'm not sure

I'd be a live liver donor
for a family member,

much less a stranger.

Well, you may be devout,
but you're also selfish.

Um, we all are,

relatively speaking.

So what makes you
think Rachel isn't?

Her Instagram.

I mean, you'd be surprised
by how much you can learn

from what people "like,"

and Rachel likes
everything she sees.

Like, literally everything.

We rescheduled
the chemo appointments
we could,

but there's still three
that need
their infusions today.

We're doing our best
to modify the regimens.

Okay. Check and see
if they got second opinions

from other oncologists.

And if so, then maybe we can
use those records.
Okay.

And keep me posted.

Yes.

What the hell?

You said I had 24 hours.

God, you're gonna
give me a heart attack.

I authorized a negotiation.
I didn't authorize a payment.

You don't trust me?

It's not about trust.
It's about

weighing
the costs of a delay.

Well, then you should know
your costs just went up.

They sent us
a Signal text.

What's a bot worm?

It's what happens when
you listen to an insurance rep

instead of your own
Head of IT.

They were insulted
by the offer,

so they doubled the ransom
and activated malware.

If we don't pay,
they're gonna delete our data

and destroy
all of our MRI, CT,
and X-ray machines.

They obviously
just figured out
what the policy limit is,

which means
they didn't do their research
and are now improvising.

They're playing catch-up.

Can we still get them down
to a few hundred K?

No. That was before
they had the policy
information.

Now we'll end up
somewhere between

their initial
and current demands.

This is just
a piece of paper

and a check to you,
isn't it?

I'm sorry, you're upset
because your insurance rep

wants to promptly
pay a claim?

The frequency of these attacks
is skyrocketing

because insurance companies
make it so easy to collect.

I'd quibble with the analysis
but accept the compliment.

It's just a matter of time
before these bastards
kill someone.

I agree, but do you have
a solution or just a lecture?

Give me the time
I asked for

to decrypt the data
and restore the network.

Not gonna be able
to restore...
How do you even know that?

Because I've never
seen it done.

It would take
a thousand years
I'm not running

a brute force with some...
to run all
the possible sequences.

Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Enough.

Your solutions aren't
mutually exclusive.

You keep negotiating,

and you do whatever you do
to get the network
back online.

We have some good news.

Your cancer
hasn't returned.

You have
a fungal infection

that is causing a bleed
in your left lung.

That's great.
No, it's not.

The best treatment
is surgical excision

of the infected lobe,

but we can't do that
because of scarring

from the Bleomycin
you were treated with

during chemotherapy.

They always do this good cop,
bad cop thing?

Um...
I'm sorry.

Dr. Murphy just has
a more direct bedside manner.

That's good.
I like direct.

You can't climb an obstacle
until you're facing it
head-on.

We're gonna start you on
an anti-fungal drug.

If surgery's the best,

that's what I want.

The chemo was over
10 years ago.

Bleomycin weakens the lungs
permanently.

For most people.

I climbed five
of the Seven Summits

with these lungs.

It's my decision.

I want the surgery.

I'm sorry,
but sometimes

a positive attitude
just isn't enough.

We may have to try you
on several different drugs

before we see
some improvement,

so you're gonna have
to be patient.

It's not one
of my strengths.

Me neither.

But we're gonna
get through this
together.

Turkey, avocado, and Swiss
on wheat bread
with mayonnaise.

It's your favorite.

I don't have time.

Low blood sugar
can decrease

your ability
to concentrate.

I've had five energy drinks
and three granola bars.

Okay.

I have
an interesting patient.

He said he thought
cancer made him stronger,

but that is obviously
not true...
Shaun!

Would you walk in on Glassman
while he's doing
brain surgery,

offer him a sandwich,

and start telling him
about your day?

That's different.

Of course.

Because his job's important
and mine's not.

Do you have any idea

how insulting it is
to hear you demean what I do,

just like every man
I've worked under and over

my whole career?

You...

You don't respect me.

You can't bring sandwiches
into an OR.

I have to go.

Ah.

King me.

Hmm.

We have a problem.

Am I too sick
for the transplant?

No.

But you are.

Your bloodwork indicates

nonalcoholic
fatty liver disease.

It's a minor case which should
be manageable with diet,

but it means
you can't be a liver donor.

Wouldn't a fatty liver
be better than nothing?

It wouldn't be safe
for either of you.

There has to be
another way.

We can't give up.

We're not giving up,
but...

Thank you for trying
to help me.

I'm sorry you are sick, too.

Your kidney is fine.

Would you be willing
to donate it?

Uh, of course.

But how does that
help Jamie?

You might be able to save
two lives with one kidney.

What's going on?

Blood oxygen level dropping.
He's hypoxic.

The anti-fungal regiment
isn't working,
but don't worry.

There are other drugs
we can try.

I want the surgery.
Please.

I'll take the risk,
whatever it is.

Not a risk.
It's a guarantee.

Increase voriconazole
by 320 milligrams

and add Amphotericin
at 24 milligrams.

We may need
to intubate you.

Stop! Stop.

I would survive
the surgery.

No, you...
Yes.

I would.

Because I never
had the drug.

Because I never
had cancer.

So,
how'd he lose his leg?

Drunken motorcycle accident
when he was 22.

It's good news.

Now we can give him
the surgery he needs.

No way.
He needs to find
new doctors,

and we need
to figure out a way
to alert the charity.

He faked cancer
so he could steal money,
date models,

and get his face
on a Wheaties box.

He didn't steal
the money.

He gave it all
to charity.

I don't care
what he did with it
after he lied

and cheated
thousands of people
to get it.

He should be in prison,
not our OR.

Can we even do that?
Refuse to treat him?

We refuse to treat

noncompliant patients
all the time.

What's going on?

I mean, he's obviously not
the first patient

who's lied to you.

He didn't just hide
how much he smokes or drinks.

He weaponized
people's empathy,

and he kept
pushing his lie

until he was some sort
of national hero.

How does that not
piss you off?

It does.

But I can be pissed off
and professional.

Get him prepped
for surgery.

A multi-organ chain.

We need to find someone

who wants to give a kidney
to their loved one

but isn't a match,
but is a match to Jamie.

And the loved one has to be
a match to Rachel.

We have to match blood
and tissue types,

as well as organ size,

and kidneys and livers have
different test requirements.

And we need another donor
willing to do a surgery

that's more painful
and dangerous

than the one
they already signed up for.

Twice the challenge.

To save twice
as many lives.

Park and I will start
calling hospitals.

Asher,
back to social-media stalking.

Jordan,
check local news reports

and any other corner
of the Internet you can scour.

Stay back

or you're gonna contaminate
my clean room.

I found an error.

Not theirs.
Ours.

The serial numbers
on the server
didn't match up.

Turns out one of my techs
spilled coffee on a server,

didn't want to tell me,

so he switched it out
three days before the hack.

His screw-up might
just save our ass.

So it's not encrypted?

No, but it is corrupted from
the coffee and dust and dirt.

I found it
under a pile of junk
in the recycling bin.

But if my patient
pulls through,

I'll be able
to restore the network

without having to pay
the hackers a dime.

Wow.

That's great.

The insurance guy
came to an agreement

with the hackers,
didn't he?

Actually,
he negotiated them down

below the original
ransom amount.

I didn't
authorize it yet.

You have till 9:00 a.m.
to get us back online.

Okay.

We will get one more
chest CT,

and then we will insert

the central venous line
and the arterial line

to finalize
your surgical prep.

You must think
I'm a sociopath, but...

Don't even bother.

It's not like
I planned this all out.

It just happened.

You just forgot

the drunk driving
on a motorcycle detail

while you raked in cash
and collected famous friends?

I went back to school

and got my MBA
in nonprofit finance.

My first interview
after graduation

was with this small
cancer charity.

And

for some reason,

the woman assumed
I lost my leg to cancer.

And I didn't correct her.

It was a weak

stupid moment.

It wasn't
just a moment.

It was years.

Where I was raising money,

helping thousands
of cancer survivors.

And I knew if the truth
came out,

that would all end.

I have helped

far more people over
the last 10 years

than I have hurt.

You're scheduled for surgery
first thing in the morning.

Hey, what's going on?

Hey.

Don't you have
a thoracotomy
to prep for?

Yeah, I just

needed a break.

I'm fine.

"I'm fine" is a pretty
reliable indicator

that someone is not fine.

I suck at this.

I completely froze,
could've killed the patient.

I always freeze.
Lim knows it.

I feel like an impostor
because...

I am.

It's a stressful job.

Patient's being a jerk?

Get used to it.

Chief of Surgery
doesn't appreciate you?

Earn her respect.

If you want to be
a successful surgeon,

you got to develop
thicker skin.

My skin's not...

Suck it up
and get back to work.

I did it!

If I had a mic,
I'd drop it!

I fixed the server.

It's still missing
the last 96 days of records,

but it's totally malware free,

which means we can restore
the network with...

With three hours to spare.

And the, uh, the bot worm,
the thing on the imaging?

How did you
get rid of that?

I didn't,
but I don't have to

because I went through
every line of code,

and there's no sign
of a worm.

They were
obviously bluffing.

Obviously?
It's not obvious to me.

No, the cyber insurance rep
was right.

These guys are amateurs,

and the level of skill
it would take

to cause an offline machine
to self-destruct,

they would have to be like
the Sidney Crosby of hackers,

and they're beer league
at best.

Are you sure?

Totally.

95%.

Okay, well...

You have three hours
to get to 100.

It's not going to work.

I already tried.

Why would the hack
affect the microwave?

It's a smart microwave.

Apparently not.

Why are you so angry
about Cort's lies?

You told me before, when
the truth can't help someone,

you should lie.

I was talking about
small white lies.

Cort's lies are huge.

When does a lie
stop being white

and start being huge?

The amount
of good Cort did

was proportional
to the size of his lies.

Looks like you got
what you wanted.

I just got off the phone
with a reporter.

She wanted a comment
on her soon-to-be

front page expose
on Cort Graham.

Because her source
is an employee
in my department.

Uh, I mean, I didn't...

You're off the case.

And you're lucky
I can't prove it was you,

or you'd be out of a job.

What?

Crap.
It's okay.

I got someone.

I called an old buddy
who runs the infirmary

at the state pen
in Arizona.

He put me in touch
with an ex-inmate,

just paroled
on compassionate release

for kidney failure.

He's a match for Rachel.

His daughter's
a match for Jamie.

They're on their way here
with a police escort.

ETA 20 minutes.

The chain is closed.
We did it!

Not to be a buzzkill,

but...

An ex-inmate?

What'd he do?

He killed someone?

It was a complicated case
over 20 years ago.

He's paid his...
I can't do this.

You're not doing it
for him.

You're doing it
for Jamie,

who's an innocent
and deserving woman

the system failed.

I understand.

But

you want to put my kidney
in a murderer's body.

He's a person who
did something wrong

a long time ago.

It's more than
just wrong.

I'm not going
to risk my life

to help someone
who took another's.

Please take this IV
out of my arm.

Now!

I get it.

I wouldn't want to save
a murderer's life either.

But you should understand
what Dr. Park means

by "complicated."

Chris was abused
as a child

sexually, physically.

You don't want
to know the horrors.

Once he got
strong enough,

he put a stop to it.

With a bullet.

But the prosecutor
and the jury

didn't see
a brutalized kid.

They just saw a thug.

So they put him
away for life

for fighting back.

All finished.
You're free to go.

That man shot someone
in a robbery.

If the lie saves a life,
it's fine by me.

And it saves
two lives,

so I definitely think
we can let it slide.

I think I've actually solved
a huge problem,

but Glassman wants me
to be 100% sure,

and I can't be.

I need your advice.

If I'm wrong,

all the imaging machines
in the entire hospital

will self-destruct.

Tens of millions of dollars'
worth of damage.

But if I'm right,
I'd save the whole hospital

and prevent
some really bad people

from getting
almost $2 million.

And I'm almost sure
I'm right.

I'm never 100% sure

a surgery is going
to cure the patient.

There's always a chance
something could go wrong,

but I still do
the surgery.

But you get the patient's
permission first.

And in my case,
Glassman is kind
of the patient,

and he hasn't
given me permission.

In fact,
he told me not to.

Oh, then I wouldn't
do the surgery.

But this isn't
actually surgery.

I don't know what
you want me to say.

It's all right, sorry.

I'll just figure it out
on my own.

Lea...

I wouldn't bring Dr. Glassman
a sandwich in the OR

because you can't
eat in the OR.

I knew that because
I know about surgery.

I don't know
about computers.

Neither does Dr. Glassman.

But you do.

You always know
how to fix things.

I respect you.

I would've thought
you would respect me enough

to at least ask me
the question
to hear me out

before kicking me off the case
and threatening to fire me.

I did hear you out,
when you sat right there

and said you wanted to blow
the whistle on a patient,

and then that's exactly
what happened.

What am I supposed
to think?

You're supposed
to trust me.

I thought we were friends.

Is that why you
went over my head

to tell my boss
about my diagnosis?

Is that what this is about?
No.

I'm capable of separating
my personal feelings

from my professional
decisions.

Excuse me.

Yeah, what is it?

Sorry.
Cort just coded.

We had to do CPR.
and manual cardiac massage.

Dr. Murphy didn't want
to start the lobectomy with...

I'll assist Dr. Murphy.

You coming or not?

** There's some things
you can't explain

** Is it chance
or is it fate?

** You're past the point where
this could break

** Not much more that
you can take

** Is there any medicine?

** It hurts too much to mend

** When you can't hold on
any longer

** I will lift you up

** And when you feel the storm
getting stronger

** I won't let you give up

** When there's pain,
there's healing too

** Ooh, I'll be there for you

** I will lift you up

** Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh,
ooh-ooh-ooh

** Ooh, I will lift you up

** Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh,
ooh-ooh-ooh

** I will lift you up

** Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh,
ooh-ooh-ooh **

Spread the ribs more
with Finochietto Retractor.

Would you really fire
Dr. Browne?

If I find evidence she did it,
I will.

Shingle the ribs.

But you and Claire
are friends.

Professional responsibilities
come before friendships.

It wasn't Dr. Browne.

It was me.

I called the reporter.

Why?

People suffered
real tragedies,

and he used their pain
to enrich himself.

But

why confess?

You're the kind of person

I aspire to be.

So is Dr. Browne.

If you two lost trust
in each other,

it would do a lot of damage
to this department,

to what makes it
so special.

I didn't want
to be responsible for that.

Scrub out.

Stapler.

Transecting
the bronchial branches.

Stop, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop!

Please tell me

you haven't made
the transfer yet.

No.
But I'm authorizing it.

Turn your computer on.

Your employee ID
is your temp password.

Who knows
their employee ID number?

I remotely rebooted
every authorized user.

Totally.

100%.

Successfully.

Imaging's unscathed.

No malware.
No worm.
No nothing.

Bastards were
obviously bluffing,

just like I told you.

You gambled your entire
imaging department

on a hunch?

Do you have any idea
how reckless that was?

Thank you.

Appreciate all
you've done.

That decision
was not yours to make.

If you ever usurp
my authority again,

I'm going to fire you
right on the spot.

I'm sorry, but I
Will you just...

just saved
the whole hospital...
Will you shush for a second?

Wait for the compliment.

Thank you.

Well done.

You're welcome.

If I ever have another
poker night,
you're invited.

You'll need to take
all three of these

every morning
and before bedtime.

Call me
if you need anything.

Thank you

for not giving up on me.

You can't just leave.

I've never been
fired before,

but I'm pretty sure
that's how it works.

I'll talk to Lim.

Convince her
to give you a second chance.

I do not think
she'll do that.

She was willing
to fire you,

and she likes you a lot more
than her.
Shaun...

It's okay.

I've enjoyed working
with you both.

Thank you.

Um, if there is
anything I can do,

don't hesitate to call.

I'll miss you.

But I don't want
to hug you.

Surgery went well.

You'll be back to competition
in a couple months.

Was it you?

Oh.

I can't claim credit
for that good deed.

Not a terribly
convincing denial.

If I cared
about convincing you,
I'd try harder.

I knew this day
would eventually come.

And I expected
I'd feel vulnerable,

exposed.

And I do.

But I also didn't
expect that,

you know, I'd feel

relieved.

It's a little like
getting back in the water

the first time

without my prosthetic.

I had to awkwardly

hop to the water,

people staring at me.

But once I got in, I...

I felt a little bit lighter.

** Ever feel like you
can't breathe?

** Does the water feel
too deep?

** Lie awake 'cause you
can't sleep without it

** Ever feel
like you're alone?
Livvy.

** When you're lost,
but you're already home

You weren't gonna
say goodbye?

** Lie awake 'cause you
can't dream without it **

Uncle Marcus, I can't.

Not now.

I'm sorry
I let you down.

You didn't
let me down.

You confused me.

I know you're not
the whistleblower.

It wasn't Dr. Browne.

I know.

It was me.

You?

Why?

Exposing that guy
was the right thing to do.

Patient privacy is
an important obligation,

but it's not our only one.

I knew there'd be no proof,
so no one was gonna get fired.

Never expected Lim
to blame Browne.

But I know that's not
why you destroyed

your whole career here.

How can I help you
if you don't...

I don't want your help.
Livvy.

I never wanted
to be a doctor.

But every time I tried

to tell my parents,

my professors, you,

you'd just push me
and encourage me

until I backed down.

I knew if I got
myself fired,

there was no way
that you could
pep-talk me back

into a career
that I don't want.

** Ever feel like
it's too much?

I don't want to be important
or successful.

I just want to be myself.

But I don't even know
who that is.

** Yeah, I swear I know
what it's like

The only way to find out is
if I burn the bridges
behind me.

** Maybe you don't know it,
but it gets better

** It's gonna be all right

I know exactly
who you are.

** I'm never gonna
leave your side

You are a resilient,
amazing young woman.

** Everybody falls down,
all the way down

And I can't wait
to see what else you become.

** You gotta get up,
gotta get up

I'll be rooting for you.

** Gonna make it through
this time

** Everybody falls down,
all the way down

** You just gotta hold on tight

** You gotta get up,
gotta get up

** Gonna make it through
this time

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** Gonna make it through **

I know I'm the last person
you want to see right now,

so I brought a bribe.

I was wrong to accuse you,

not only because
you didn't do it

but because I was
holding against you

the very thing that makes you
such an awesome doctor.

You care.

When you meet a patient,

you don't just see muscles,
bones, and organs.

You see a human being

with all
of their strengths and flaws.

And you should
never lose that,

even if it does
make the job harder.

And most importantly,

you're a good friend.

You got salted caramel
in that bag?

And an insane amount
of hot fudge.

** Everybody falls down,
all the way down

** You just gotta
hold on tight

** You gotta get up,
gotta get up

** Gonna make it through
this time

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** Gonna make it through

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

** You gotta get up,
gotta get up

** Gonna make it through
this time**