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-Previously on The Resident...
-Dr. Voss, the CEO job

-is yours if you want it.
-You're damn right I do.

No one has the skill set
for a double hand replacement.

I might have someone.

Dr. Jake Wong,

my former stepson.

Chastain wants you here
permanently.

What do you say?

I'll be looking forward

to working with you again,
Dr. Voss.

My O-1 visa is expiring,

and so I applied way in advance.

Yesterday, I found out
it was denied.

Cain may be down,
but he's definitely not out.

BELL:
Can't stay here.
Where is he being taken?

KIT:
There's only one option.

Hey, you're up.

Shh.

You hear that?

I don't hear anything.

Exactly.

Silence.

Once our baby comes,
you can kiss that goodbye.

(laughs) I think we can handle
whatever she throws at us.

Yeah, sure.
But you know...

feedings, crying, diapers--

that's just the beginning.

I did two rotations in Peds.

Oh, did you have to
deal with nightmares?

"Oh, Mom, Dad, can I come sleep
in the bed with you?"

Then, suddenly, she's a teenager
and she's out

with her friends
till 1:00 in the morning

and you can't sleep

because your heart's pounding
so hard.

I didn't think about that.

All I'm saying is let's just

enjoy the peace while it lasts.

Technically, you are
a recovering patient.

Maybe I should stay home
with you today.

(Nic chuckles)

Mm...

(phone ringing)

Go.

(chuckles)

Mwah.

-Hello?
-Hawkins.

Man, I'm glad you picked up.

Hey, Captain, we still
on for drinks on Friday?

Well, that depends.

You still work with
Search and Rescue, right?

Yeah. What's wrong?

Decided to do
some free-climbing.

Let's just say
it didn't go my way.

Okay, what are we looking at
in terms of injuries?

(inhales sharply)

(stifles groan)

Remember the shrapnel injury
that Rodriguez took

during the live...

live fire exercise?

-That bad?
-It's worse.

I figured that you could, uh,
get SAR moving

'cause you know 'em personally.

Well, I called
Search and Rescue.

They're trying to track his cell
signal before his battery dies.

Helped him stem the bleeding,
but it sounds like

-he's gonna need an OR.
-And who is this guy?

This is Captain Hill,

my commanding officer
in Afghanistan.

Of all of the stories
you've ever told me,

you never mentioned a Hill.

I know. I haven't spoken to him

in years.
A few weeks ago, he calls me,

says he wants to talk.

What aren't you telling me?

I promise
I'll tell you more later.

Just trust me, please?

(sighs) Okay.

I love you.

(ventilators hissing)

(soft cough)

(coughing)

(alarm beeping)

MALE NURSE:
He's in respiratory distress!

(coughing, choking)

All right,
this may be uncomfortable.

(choking)

(grunting)

(hoarsely):
Let me breathe!

(panting)

MALE NURSE:
He's-he's breathing.

♪ ♪

♪

Hill's cell signal puts him
within 100 meters

from this point here.

It's hilly terrain,
so we split up,

each cover a different sector.

Get Hill out
before the storm hits.

Next few hours are critical.

(phone chimes)

Hey. Here you go.

Four shots, extra dry cap.

No sweetener.

(text sends)

Not the reaction
I was expecting.

Because you're still thinking
about your immigration status.

My lawyer hasn't called yet.

She will. All right?
Just... just be patient.

Patience is for
kindergarten teachers.

They already denied
my visa renewal,

so this self-petition
is my last shot.

You know,
if only there were a...

a once-in-a-lifetime surgery
happening today

to take your mind off things.

Maybe something like,
I don't know...

a quadruple heart valve
replacement?

-Mm.
-One only done by 20 surgeons

in the entire world and now us.

I have been dreaming of those
40 sutures for weeks.

Oh, I know.

Last night you muttered
the valves in your sleep:

aortic, pulmonary, tricuspid...

(laughing):
I did not.

-Did I?
-Hmm.

(chuckles)

Ms. Williams, I'm Dr. Pravesh.

I see that you're experiencing

-some hip pain from sickle cell.
-Like I told your nurse,

I need Dilaudid.
Two milligrams IV.

It's the only thing that helps.

I see that you've been

to five different ERs
in the past few months.

IV opiates each time.

I'm not drug seeking.

Do you know what
a sickle cell crisis is, Doctor?

Your red blood cells
become misshapen,

like a sickle, not a sphere,

and it blocks blood flow
to your organs and bones.

Yes, you know the science.

But do you know how it feels?

Sharp, stabbing pain in my back,

my shoulders,
even my cheekbones.

And when they come on,
they're more excruciating

than you can understand.

Ms. Williams,
that is not why I'm not...

I don't want to be here.

And if you're not going
to help me, then...

maybe I should leave. Ah...

Did that little movement
hurt you?

Tell me more about your pain.

My hip feels like it's on fire,

even when I'm still.

It's not like
my usual crisis pain.

And when I move...

it tears through me,

like shards of glass
in my veins.

(quietly):
Here.

(groans) Stop.

Stop, stop, stop.

Okay. Tell you what.

I will give you what you need...

if you let me take
an X-ray of that hip.

And figure out what's going on.

Deal?

♪

Captain Hill!

-Captain Hill!
-(birds singing)

-(radio beeps)
-Found him.

We're a hundred meters northwest
of Many Point Creek.

MAN:
Roger that.

-(exhales)
-Hang in there, Captain.

Let's have a look, shall we?

(groans, hisses)

(groaning)

Ah, deep gash
through the abdomen.

Looks like it's gone
through the peritoneum.

(groaning breathlessly)

How far out are you?

MAN:
Ten mikes.

That's not soon enough, is it?

You're bleeding internally,

into your abdomen
and likely into your chest.

I'm gonna die out here.

Well, not on my watch, Cap.

We need to buy you
some more time.

♪ ♪

No idea what
you're making there,

but am I correct in guessing

-that it's really gonna hurt?
-Yeah,

afraid so.

This is an old trick
I learned back in training.

-You can handle it.
-Yeah.

I'll make a slight incision.

All right. You ready?

Do your worst.

-Here we go. One, two, three.
-(screams)

(breathing deeply)

(exhales)

That's better.

(phone ringing)

Hey, everything all right?

Found him. We're going to
airlift back to Chastain.

Okay, I'll meet you there.

Page Austin for me.

I want him to meet us in the ER.

Keep pushing.
As hard as you can.

Well, Barrett,

you're doing quite well
for someone

who just came off the vent
this morning.

(hoarsely): What about
the damage in surgery?

The medial cord
was completely severed.

Partial laceration
of the lateral.

Both primarily repaired.

I'm sorry,

but the chances of you regaining
full function of your hand

are 50% at best.

Will I ever operate again?

I expect your strength
and mobility to return,

but it will take weeks,
maybe months of PT

before you can even think
about operating again.

It will be painful
and strenuous.

I can deal with the pain.

More than pain tolerance,

what this process requires
is patience.

We're done here.

I should get back to Chastain.

Tell the new CEO
I want to talk to him.

You just did.

(indistinct chatter)

So, I overheard
some nurses saying

you stole the show
at Waylan's last night.

It was an ambush.

They didn't tell me
it was karaoke night

and I ended up singing
"I Want It That Way"

with half of Radiology.

Well, I'm glad to see
you're making friends.

Thank you, but it's not like

I'm 12 years old,
starting a new school.

("Bonafide"
by Emotional Oranges plays)

♪ Are you okay sleeping
through the silence ♪

♪ Give me space and time ♪

♪ Allow us
to become whole again ♪

♪ We deserve to try ♪

♪ Step beside your body ♪

♪ Got to think about
that somethin' inside ♪

♪ We all need something ♪

♪ A little breakthrough ♪

♪ I won't let you down, no ♪

♪ I don't want to leave you ♪

♪ No matter what comes our way ♪

♪ We gonna make due ♪

♪ When the river runs dry,
I won't give up on you... ♪

AUSTIN:
Well... this seems like
the perfect day

for a ten-hour
valve replacement.

Ready for bypass.

♪ I won't give up on you ♪

♪ Give up on you. ♪

(monitor beeps)

So every time you have a crisis,
the sickled blood cells

block blood flow
to the hip bone right here.

Over time,
that bone starts to die.

We call it avascular necrosis.
It's why you're in so much pain.

Okay, so we treat the pain,

get me back on my feet,
I go back to PT.

Well, I'm afraid pain management
and PT aren't gonna cut it,

and that's why
I brought in Dr. Voss

-to see you.
-I'm sorry, Rose,

but you're gonna need
a hip replacement.

(pager beeping)

Sorry, I have to get this.

Let me know what you decide.

I'm not doing the surgery.
The risks are too high.

I know it's scary,
but a hip replacement

-is your best option, Rose.
-Doctors never get it.

You're the ones
with the medical degrees,

but I have to school you
on my disease.

-It's exhausting.
-I know from personal experience

that many patients of color
aren't heard.

Chastain is different.
I'm different.

Help me understand.

Surgery for sickle cell patients
is even riskier.

You could fix my hip
but leave me with other issues.

Tell me I won't have
an anemia crisis

or a cardiac crisis or worse.

I can't imagine the pain
you've endured, and I understand

why you are reluctant
to think more time in a hospital

-would help you. I get it.
-It's more than just that.

It's about how I want
to live my life.

I'm a dancer.

Was a dancer.

When the pain got to be so bad
that I had to stop,

I put all of my savings
into a studio.

Now I teach dance
to high-risk kids.

Tonight they have a recital
to showcase all their hard work.

Those girls, they're my life.

And I want to be there tonight.

I'd rather limp and be alive
than die sooner

because of a surgery.

Your hip is about shot.

I want to do it today because
it's best that we take advantage

of this window
while you're relatively well.

Because during
a sickle cell crisis,

there would be such
a high possibility

of a fatal blood vessel blockage

that a surgery would be
even more dangerous.

So, Rose, let me help you.

We will do everything we can
to keep you safe.

That's a promise.

AUSTIN: All right,
first suture's in place.

(phone ringing)

MINA:
Threading through
the suture ring.

PERFUSIONIST:
Slight drop in pressure.

-Blood volume decreasing.
-AUSTIN: Keep transfusing.

Some blood loss is not atypical.

NURSE:
The call was for Dr. Austin.

Incoming abdominal trauma
with hemothorax.

Dr. Hawkins is requesting
you personally.

MINA:
Conrad seldom does this.

Whoever the patient is
must be special.

AUSTIN:
Which is why I have to go.

But we're fine here.
I'll step out for a minute,

take care of this trauma
and be back the moment I'm done.

MINA:
Anything goes wrong,
they'll blame the attending.

AUSTIN:
Mina, you got this.

(siren wailing)

38-year-old male
with penetrating injuries

to the chest and abdomen.

Initially hypotensive.

O2 sat falling despite
chest tube placed in the field.

It's been a long time since
I felt pain like that.

You're talking,
so airway's intact.

AUSTIN:
We need to get two units
of O-neg running.

We need a portable
chest X-ray ASAP!

On my count. One, two, three.

-AUSTIN: Hemothorax?
-Drained about 750cc's
in the left chest.

It was likely a rupture
to his diaphragm.

-Oh...
-That's more blood
than we'd like.

I need to get him to the OR.

His vitals are stable.
Stop by CT first?

Yeah. We'll get X-ray
then we'll pack him.

-I'll let OR know we're coming.
-Thank you.

-Hey. You made it.
-Hey.

What's going on?

Uh, he's stable at the moment.

I'm just waiting
on the chest X-ray.

NIC:
Okay.

I want to see
the tube placement.

-This can't be right.
-Apart from the chest tube

and a few broken ribs,
looks clear to me.

Hey. Talk to me. What's wrong?

Nate's chest,
it shouldn't be clear.

-Why?
-There should be

a bullet
next to his spine and...

-there isn't.
-Okay, so, the bullet
that you're talking about,

you think it migrated
to another place in his body?

Yeah, and I need
to help them find it

'cause Nate got shot
saving my life.

Nate and I were
approaching a target

in the Sangin Valley.

-(helicopter blades whirring)
-We got ambushed.

Take cover!

They got us surrounded!

(indistinct shouting)

Nate ordered us to pull back.

NATE:
Flank up!

CONRAD:
But...

I thought one of our Marines
who got shot up

on the road ahead
was still alive, so...

Hawkins, stay put!
That's an order!

Fall back! Fall back!

(gunfire)

CONRAD:
I made my way up the road,

I get there,

and he's dead.

I start to head back,
to regroup with my company.

But I get blindsided by an RPG.

I had a dislocated shoulder,
broken knee,

shrapnel in my neck.

Figured this was it.

And then Nate showed up.

♪ ♪

Saved my life.

That's when he, that's when he
caught three in his chest.

(groaning)

But he kept going,
made sure we both got to cover.

Doctors got two
of the bullets out,

but the third was lodged
near his spine

and it was too dangerous
to remove.

It wasn't giving him any
trouble, so they left it there.

And now it's gone.

I can't believe you kept this
to yourself all these years.

It wasn't my proudest moment.

I disobeyed an order
and it nearly cost my commander

and friend his life.

I was...

ashamed.

You were just doing your job,

and so was Nate
when he came back for you.

♪

JESSICA:
When I was a kid, my mom used
to make me practice needlepoint.

And I would get so annoyed
and I would tell her

that nobody uses that skill
in the real world.

I'm gonna call her tonight

and I'm gonna beg
for her forgiveness.

(Mina chuckles)

Well, this is needlepoint
times a thousand.

If all 40 sutures
aren't perfectly placed,

the valve won't fit

or the heart muscle will rip,
and we start over.

-Okay.
-(phone ringing)

♪ 'Cause I was dyin' ♪

♪ For this love, this love ♪

♪ Yeah, I was dyin' for
your love, your love... ♪

Ah. Perfect fit.

Now, by the time I'm ready
to insert the next valve,

Austin should be here.

NURSE:
Actually, he won't.

That was Dr. Austin
on the phone.

He took care
of Dr. Hawkins' patient,

but an aortic rupture
just came in.

(laughs softly)

MINA:
He wants me to keep going.

-Alone.
-He says to tell you

that you know this heart
just as well,

if not better than him.

You got this.

Then we keep going.

(chuckles) Okay.

(metallic hammering)

KIT:
Suction.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

What's going on?

Get me a liter of normal saline.

Dr. Voss?

She's tachycardic,
hypotensive and hypoxic.

Could she be bleeding?

She was earlier,
but it was minimal

and I gave her a unit of blood.

Let's get her on 100% FIO2
and start norepinephrine.

(whispers):
Come on, Rose.
Come on, come on, come on.

(monitor chirping)

-Good, good. She's settling out.
-Hopefully long enough

for me to finish and for you
to figure out what's going on.

AUSTIN:
Hey.

Your former CO pulled through.

No complications.

And the bullet I told you about?

It wasn't in the surgical field.

-So, when is the head
and neck CT?
-To be determined.

There were no symptoms
indicating that the bullet

-is migrating in Nate's body.
-But there is one.

I specifically remember
hearing the doctors say

there was a bullet
they couldn't remove.

Well, did Nate tell you
the bullet's still there?

No. I haven't spoken to him
in, like, ten years.

I can't justify a CT
on a postop patient

just to look for a bullet
that might not be there.

Since when does my word
not carry weight with you?

Your word always carries
weight, Hawkins.

But the event in question
was a decade ago

and the patient is personal.

My emotions are in check

-and my memory's just fine.
-Hey.

-Austin's just doing his job.
-No.

He's ignoring
important information

that could save
his patient's life.

AUSTIN:
Nate is unconscious,
it's my call.

We will wait
for the medical records

to confirm what you're saying.

If he codes while
you're dotting your i's

and crossing your t's...

Look, Nate was badly injured
saving Conrad.

-He's carrying a lot
of guilt right now.
-I get it.

-(pager beeping)
-He gets a pass.

(quietly):
Thanks.

I know what you're gonna say.

Really? Try me.

That guilt can play
with our mind,

but that's not
what's going on here.

Then why don't you tell me
what is going on?

CONRAD:
I was there
when the doctors told Nate

they couldn't remove
the last bullet.

I heard them tell
a fifth-generation Marine

that his military career
was over.

He had to retire because of me.

-All right.
I'll see you at home.
-(clears throat)

-Okay. Bye.
-Okay?

Hi.

This, uh, this might--
may seem a little strange. Um...

I'm Randolph Bell.

Yeah-- I-I know who you are.

-Yeah.
-You must be Jake's husband.

-Gregg, yes.
-Yeah.

I just wanted
to introduce myself, and, um,

you know, if you or Jake need
anything, I'm-I'm here, so...

(laughs softly)

You want advice
on how to open the door

so you can find a way back
into Jake's life.

Yeah, I... You know, I certainly
wouldn't turn it down.

But I have to stay out of it.
This is between you and Jake.

Okay, yeah. No, I understand.

It was nice to meet you.

For what it's worth,
I'm rooting for you.

(laughs softly)

How's my new hip?

Ceramic on polyethylene
perfection.

I traded hip pain
for something else, didn't I?

Your body had
a dangerous reaction

to the blood that you received
during surgery.

Because of all the transfusions
I've had throughout my life?

You've developed antibodies that
our labs can't easily test for.

When we gave you blood
in the OR,

your body attacked it

and started to break down
your own blood.

You're severely anemic.

We don't have compatible blood
to give you.

We're working
with the Red Cross.

We'll find blood
your body will accept.

And until then?

Your heart is working
very hard to keep up.

We're giving you
supplemental oxygen.

And if the extra oxygen
isn't enough,

my organs will fail
and I'll die, right?

♪

Please leave.

Glad you're feeling better,
but your career is still

in jeopardy.

As your lawyer,
I have to reiterate that

even if you manage
to recover physically,

you falsified a patient's file.

That's a criminal offense.

You could lose everything.

Because someone at Chastain
told Mullins I lied to him

to get him to the OR,
putting him at risk for COVID.

Exactly. And now that
whistleblower's gonna testify

against you at trial.

Find out who they are.

I want to know
everything about them.

Hey. Just to be clear,
blindsiding my husband?

Totally out of line.

Well, that-- look, that was,
that was never my intention.

-I just wanted him
to feel welcome.
-Oh, my God.

Do you remember when you said
if I came to Chastain,

it'd be up to me
if we had a relationship?

You told me you'd follow
my lead.

-You said that.
-Y-Yeah.

Of course. I ju-- I'm...

Look, I'm here if you need me.

Oh, please. This isn't about me,
it's about you.

It's always about you.

I guess I was hoping
we could turn the page.

The last thing I want to do
is drive you away.

But I-- y-yeah.

I overstepped, and I'm sorry.

Okay, um...

I have a family.

And you are not in it.

Yeah, okay.

♪

(elevator bell chimes)

-That's your contract.
-I know.

-It's unsigned.
-I know that, too.

-Well, do you need a pen?
-No, I need a do-over.

It was a mistake
to take this job.

I can't work under
the same roof as Bell.

-Can I ask why?
-He's trying to erase the past

and I won't let him, and now
he's basically stalking me.

You may not know this,

but Randolph
used to have my job.

(laughs softly)
How did he lose it?

Did his boss figure out
what a colossal jerk he is?

Quite the opposite.

They asked him
to turn on a fellow doctor.

He refused
and resigned on his own.

Randolph stood up for a good man
because he is also a good man.

And now I'm standing up for him.

I don't know what happened
between you

but I do know people can change.

Maybe you should give him
a second chance.

Who knows, it could be
the right thing for both of you.

At least share
your reservations with him.

He might surprise you.

Great. Thank you.

The Red Cross has
a blood match for Rose.

They're gonna put a rush on it.

You know that's good news,
right?

It wouldn't be necessary

if I hadn't pushed her
to do the surgery.

No. Hey, Pravesh,
this isn't your fault.

She didn't want the surgery.

Okay? She knew there would be
an unexpected complication

and now it's happening.

-Dude, if she doesn't make it...
-(pager beeping)

(sighs)

It's Rose. She's unstable.

I'll run the blood up
when it arrives. Hey.

You listened to her
and took her seriously.

Another doctor might not have.

Whatever happens,
you did right by Rose.

Unstable tachycardia.

I need an amio 150
and a code cart.

-I don't feel right.
-Your heart is working overtime

to bring blood to your body,
and it's working too fast.

(gasping)

(phone chimes)

Hang on, Rose.

Your blood just got to Chastain.
It's on the way up.

My chest. Help me.

(beeping rapidly)

(whispers):
Hold on, hold on.

(exhales)
I need to cardiovert.

120 joules.

Rose, this is gonna hurt.

-(high-pitched whirring)
-Clear.

(cries out)

I'm so sorry, Rose.

(monitor beeping rapidly)

Your heart rate's rising.

-I might need to shock again.
-No. No, not again.

-Please.
-There may not be enough time.

Here it is.

-DEVON: Lifesaver. I'll hang it.
-It's the closest match

they could find,
but, Devon, it isn't perfect.

-She could hemolyze this, too?
-Mm-hmm.

I'll take the risk.

♪

(exhales)

NATE:
Hey.

Hey, Captain.

Surgery went well.

Though hold off
on hiking for a while?

(laughs)
Yeah, I can do that.

I have to ask you,
that bullet in your chest,

did they ever get it out?

No. They never did.

I'm gonna call Dr. Austin.
I'll be right back.

Nic, can you fill him in?

NIC:
We think the bullet
may have migrated

to another part of your body.

(laughs softly)

-Well, that doesn't sound great.
-Don't worry.

We're all over your case
and we'll find it.

Look, I know what you did
for Conrad.

It's a debt he'll never
be able to repay,

but I know he's trying.

You know, I have some regrets...

...about the way
I've treated Conrad.

He's reached out to me, uh,
over the years, but, uh,

I've just been like a blockade,
you know?

Feel... feel real bad about it.

But I think I'm...

I think I'm ready
to clear the air now.

Sorry, could...

could you turn up the lights?

It's a little dark...

-Nate, are you feeling okay?
-Uh...

-Little light-headed.
-Hey, can you squeeze

-my hand?
-My face...

I can't feel the side
of my face.

-(alarm beeping)
-I got to call you
right back, okay?

He's showing signs of a stroke.

We need to get him to CT.

(soft whirring, beeping)

CONRAD:
All right.

I don't see any foreign bodies
in his neck or brain.

-Just dental cavities.
-Yeah, but-but you see that?

The streak artifact
from Nate's dental work

is distorting the images.

Look outside the distorted area.

You can barely see it.

There's a sharp outline
of something.

It could be the bullet.

Could be.

It's at the carotid bifurcation;
explains the mini-stroke.

If it shifts position
even just a few millimeters,

it could travel up to his brain.

Blocking the blood supply,
giving him a massive stroke.

Austin needs to get it out
as soon as possible.

(chuckling softly)

-(monitor beeps)
-(applause)

(sighs):
Ooh. Yes.

(soft laughter)

(monitor beeping rapidly)

PERFUSIONIST:
Blood volume in the circuit
is dropping again fast.

MINA:
There's no blood loss
in the field.

JESSICA:
And there's no blood
on the floor.

He must be bleeding somewhere

-we can't see.
-(coughing)

-Why is he waking up?
-CHU: He's been dosed
appropriately.

I don't know why
he's not responding to the meds.

PERFUSIONIST:
Blood volume approaching
critical levels.

Brain perfusion is at risk.

-(monitors beeping rapidly)
-(choking)

(exhale echoes)

♪

♪

AUSTIN:
And what are we looking for,
Dr. Okafor?

-You fixed it.
-We fixed it.

The blood must be emptying
into the lung cavity.

Need to make an incision

into the left pleura.

(gasps)

The vena cava has been
punctured by the central line.

Not only has he been bleeding
out into the pleural cavity,

but all of the anesthesia
medication has been

lost there, too.

Okay, on my mark, slowly

pull back
your central line catheter.

I need a Prolene suture.

Pull back your central line now.

And stop.

Okay. Push meds now.

♪

Volumes are stable.

(applause)

(chuckles)

How are you feeling?

Well, for a guy who just got
a bullet taken out of his neck,

not half bad.

All right, I'll let you rest.
Let's catch up tomorrow.

No.

You should sit.

I need this to sink in, okay?

I'm good.

I asked Dr. Austin
to save it for me.

This thing has been my...

constant companion.

But I realized I wasn't
the only one carrying it around

for all these years.

That's why I called you.

What happened--

the choice that I made...

...is what we do for each other.

You made the exact same choice.

So...

do me a favor.

Throw this away.

'Cause when you toss it,

I want you to toss away
the guilt,

and the shame

and anything else
that you've been holding onto.

♪

(bullet clinks)

Hey, you have got some friends
in high places.

The CEO put in a good word
for you.

Okay.

And you deserve an explanation.

The reason that I can't
give you a second chance

is because
my husband and I are...

adopting.

Wow. Well...

-that's, that's great.
-Yeah.

I'm gonna be a parent,
one that will never bail

-the way that you did.
-Jake, I...

(stammers) It...

It's fine.

I'm a grown man.

But the last thing
I'm gonna let happen

is for you to become
some beloved grandpa,

only to pull the same
vanishing act on my kid.

(choked up):
Well, I get that.

I really do.

(sniffles)

But I'm not going anywhere.

Thank you, Miguel. I'm so glad
you came. Let's talk again

next week.

-What's this?
-This is what happens

when you listen to the people.

They're ideas from our staff

on how to turn
this place around.

For example, we'll be starting

an insulin-by-mail service

to decrease wait times
at the pharmacy.

I'll be assembling
a task force to address

post-surgical admission times,

which are far longer
than average.

And most importantly,
tri-tip sandwich day

will be more often
than once a month.

Well, sounds like you had
a great day.

And do I get the feeling
I'm not the only one?

I-I scored a coffee date
with my former stepson.

Here, tomorrow. And I...

I hear that you might've had
something to do with it.

I may have.

Well... thank you.

You don't have to thank me,

but you do have to
buy me a drink.

-Oh.
-I'll make it a double.

Where did you get this blood
from, the fountain of youth?

-(laughs)
-I haven't felt this good
in a year.

Yeah, that's
what I like to hear.

So... where are we going?

Well, Rose, like I told you,

it's a surprise.

Mm, I hate surprises.

(laughs)
Wasn't that in my patient file?

Well, I think you're
gonna like this one, though.

'Cause I looked you up online,

-I made some phone calls.
-Oh.

And...

bam.

(classical music playing)

No, you didn't.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

You couldn't make the recital,

so we brought
the recital to you.

♪

♪

You don't know
how much this means to me.

Thank you.

♪

(sighs)

Ah...

Basking in
your own surgical glory.

(laughs)

-A little bit.
-I don't think

you need to fear being deported

before becoming
a world-class surgeon.

Because today you have proven
that you already are one.

Not only does today mark

your accession to the upper
echelon of surgeons,

but it also marks
my last day as your mentor.

You really think so?

Yeah, you don't need a copilot.

You are more than capable
of flying solo.

So...

tonight I am preparing

a very special dinner,

among other things.

Hmm.

Does this meal include...

-a chocolate soufflé?
-Mmm.

How'd you guess?

Indeed it does.

Okay, okay, okay.

And the other things?

Ooh, well...

those you will just have to wait

and see.

Mm...

How was your talk with Nate?

It was good.

It was really good.

I'm glad I got to meet him.

Me, too.

You know, as parents,

we're gonna need
to lean on each other

in all kinds of different ways.

I do.

I wish I would've told you

about what happened
with Nate sooner.

I just...

I couldn't and I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I get it.

-You coming up?
-Yeah, I'll be right there.

(chuckles)

♪

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