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Previously
on "New Amsterdam"...

Have you met the group?

That's Willow.

Don't be scared.
We don't bite.

You're calling yourself this

and you're gonna keep suffering
until you stop.

If I can stop.

It's been a family tradition
since before I was born.

Sunday means church, family,

and a meal with two meats!

I can't help it;
it's so good

and I can't live without it,
like I can't live without you.

Aww.

How's Luna?

Frolicking
in suburban splendor

with Georgia's parents.

I miss her.
It's just not safe enough

to bring her home.

Nothing's safe anymore,
though, is it?

Every tile in her house
needed re-grouting.

Every pipe needed
to be winterized,

and that was between
the grocery store runs

and delivering chicken dinners
to the usher board.

I knew your mama would have
you rippin' and runnin'.

You know she's still mad
we moved to San Francisco.

I mean, every time I tried
to talk to her about it,

she just snuck off to bed.

But just getting to see her
and my sisters for two weeks

made it all worthwhile.

Well, when you get
off that plane,

you'll putting those eyes
on me.

Well, hopefully
more than eyes.

What did you have in mind?

Oh, surprise.
That's her.

Oh.

Three goodbyes at the door
wasn't enough?

Mama?

Whoa--whoa, Mama, hang on.

I can't--
I can't understand you.

Mama.

No, no, no.
Do not move. I'm coming.

Hey, we need
to turn around.

Am I supposed to feel
like I'm being choked?

I want this off now.

You need to stay immobilized.

I told you
not to call an ambulance.

Mama.

You know how expensive
those things are?

It's fine.
I'll handle it.

Oh, sure, Mr. Moneybags,

while you're dragging me
all through COVID-land here.

If I could've given you
a CT scan at home, I would've.

I don't need a scan.

I found you laid out
on the ground,

bleeding from your head, okay?

We're gonna run
every test we can

to make sure
you don't have trauma.

Do I sound
like I have trauma?

Floyd!
I just heard.

How you feeling, Ms. Reynolds?

It's crazy; I was on my way
to the airport--

I got you.
We're gonna run some tests.

I'm gonna run point on this.
I got you.

Don't worry about it.

No, no, no.
You were here for Vijay.

Now we're here for you.

Oh! Max!

I hear Floyd's mother's
in the ED.

Oh, yeah, she took a fall,
but we're getting some tests.

I think she's gonna be okay.

Speaking of falling...

Oh, Luna!

Yeah, she'll be walking
in no time.

I'd say she's walking now.

That--that's a stumble.

Well,
it's less than a saunter.

I'll give you that.

But it couldn't be
because there's no way

that my baby girl would take
her first steps without me.

All video evidence
to the contrary.

When you bringing her home?

Not till it's safe.

If Luna doesn't need to be
here, she shouldn't be.

And her grandparents
are great.

They're crazy careful,
they got a big yard--

They take lots of videos.

Of Luna not walking.

Max?

Hey, hi.
Can I talk to you for a sec?

Yeah, perfect timing.

What does this
look like to you?

Um...oh, my gosh!
Luna! She's walking!

No. No.
Wrong answer.

Oh.
Sorry, yeah.

Hard to tell what's happening
on that tiny little screen.

It is!

Which is actually what
I wanted to talk to you about.

I was just trying to get
some screen time in

with Ella and Vijay, who I
think is recuperating well,

but I wouldn't know, because
the hospital's system sucks.

Yeah, agreed.

It does.

And the telemedicine thing
is getting brutal.

I mean, like, I need to be
with my patients in person.

I need to see them.

Unless we're talking
life or death,

the longer people stay away
from the hospital, the better.

They'll wear masks.

How are you gonna
read facial cues?

All right.
So we'll sit outside.

Not until they're vaccinated
like us.

Iggy, it's too soon.
I'm sorry.

Can someone help?

I'll take her,
but you just can't--

It's okay, it's okay.
I got it.

It's her wrist.

Ah, it hurts so bad.

Okay, we're gonna do
a COVID test

and Casey's gonna get
your patient history

and we're gonna order a scan--

I'm thinking Colles' fracture
of the distal radius.

And you are?

Her DriveTime driver.

I think I can take it
from here, but thank you.

Five stars.

38-year-old woman.
Stage-II esophageal cancer.

Millie?

Oh, I'm so sorry, Dr. Sharpe.

Large-volume hematemesis.

Now tachy, but otherwise
hemodynamically stable.

Can we get her in the back?

We've been worried about you.
My office reached out.

I know.
I know.

You've missed
a number of treatments.

We were doing the whole
stay-at-home order thing

and I was feeling
so much better.

I thought it was crazy
to take the risk.

I mean, after three years
of fighting cancer,

to die of some stupid virus?

We'll need to do
some new tests.

I'm gonna be all right,
aren't I?

June, remember our agreement?

You know, I love a carousel
as much as the next guy--

probably even more,
truth be told--

but let's try
to keep the focus on you.

Thank you.

How's your day?

You do any journaling
this week?

Okay, June, I--

I get that this is not ideal,
the video thing.

But I would love it if both of
us could give it our best shot.

What do you think?

So tell me
about your journaling.

What do you got?

I guess it was...

No. Oh, no.
Ah!

June, hang--hang on one second.

What is--hold on.

Can you hear me?

June, can you hear me?

Oh, my God.

This sucks.

Welcome to my world.

Yeah.

Yeah.

How often do you get
to see anybody

that's not trapped inside
of this little box?

Folks not included, obviously.

Never.
Like, never.

And most of your friends,

they're all congregating
outside again?

They all are,

while I'm just
the immunocompromised freak

still stuck at home.

Whoa, whoa.
You are not a freak.

You have an illness
that you are managing.

You know, maybe we can talk
to your parents

and see if we can set up
some safe visitations or...

I don't know, something.

Good luck.

They won't even let me out
on our stoop.

Right.

When COVID hit and everybody
was, like,

stuck in their house,
hating it,

that must've been
really weird for you

because suddenly,

everybody kinda knew
what it was like to be you.

I mean...

I guess I felt normal
for a couple months.

I could hang out
with my friends online

without missing out
on anything,

but now, everything's
back to normal...

for them.

June?

Will you show me your hands?

You have to show them
to me, June.

Now, please.

Max.

Still waiting on those labs.
How's she doing?

Well, she's more concerned

about getting COVID
than the fall.

She should be.

I'm sure that'll
make her feel better.

I don't suppose there's
a safer place for her?

How do you feel
about New Zealand?

See, now I don't even
want to be here.

Yeah, maybe you shouldn't be.
You want to wait outside?

I'll give you an update.

Think I'm just gonna do
the 6-feet thing.

Max.

The conquering traitor returns.

It was a promotion.

I still can't believe
those evil pencil pushers

lured you away with
a fancy title and more money.

Shocking, I know.

And yet, here you are
finding your way back to me.

Which wasn't hard, since
there's hardly anyone here.

Yeah, which most would call
"good news."

Speaking of which,
can I show you

this adorable video
of my daughter not walking?

No, and it's not good news

if you're trying
to dig yourself out

of a massive financial hole
left by this pandemic.

The public is wary
of coming back here, Max,

and without the money
from elective surgeries,

you can't pay
for the emergent ones.

So we need a powerful
and effective PSA

to save this place.

A what now?

HCC's funding a campaign
to encourage patients

to return to New Amsterdam.

But I don't want patients
returning to New Amsterdam--

not if they don't have to,

not until there's enough
vaccine for everyone.

We can't wait for that.
We need revenue now.

So you need to step
in front of a camera, smile,

and tell
the good people of New York

to get their butts back here.

Or you'll go down in history
as the medical director

who closed America's first
public hospital.

Here at New Amsterdam,

we all honestly feel that,

despite our great challenge...

Max?

Sorry, I'm not a writer
or anything;

it just feels like calling
our recent experience

a "challenge" feels
a little like calling

the Holocaust a "bummer,"
you know what I mean?

Like, maybe this whole thing
is just a little beyond words.

Oh, no.
We have the words.

Your job is to say them.

Oh, okay.
Great.

And action.

Can I be straight with you?

I don't know, can I?
I mean, am I allowed to be?

Because if I was honestly
being straight with you,

then I would probably
tell you never--

Max!

Okay.

Of course, no one likes
coming to the hospital--

although that's not even true.

I mean, what about
having a baby?

That's a great moment!
That's exciting.

Right?

Can I be straight with you?

Sorry, sorry.
My brain just kind of...

We should probably cut.

Can I--is that okay
if I say that?

Can I be straight with you?
Uh, sorry.

That was--I don't know why
I did the point thing.

Can I--no, cut.
Let's cut that.

Sorry, cut.

Sorry for shouting.
That was bad.

I got it this time.
Nope, I lied. What's the line?

What's the next one?
Uh, "like a"...?

As an administration,
we've implemented

dozens of new safety measures.

So, as a patient,
nothing should deter you

from walking
through those doors.

Except, I don't know,
death, maybe?

Which, of course, no safety
measure can completely rule out

and is a pretty
strong deterrent,

wouldn't you say, Brad?

Can I be straight with you?

Here at New Amsterdam,
we honestly feel...

I can...

I can honestly tell you...

What's wrong now, Max?

It's just that when people
are genuinely being honest

with you, they don't keep
telling you how honest they are

and they don't say things like,
"Can I be straight with you,"

which implies that they haven't
been straight

with anything else, which,
to tell you the truth, Dora,

kinda makes me sound
like a liar.

How could you be a liar
when you haven't said anything?

Including the tagline,
"Come back to New Amsterdam."

Because that would be
the biggest lie of all.

What happened to the guy
who used to say,

"Our doors are always open"?

What happened to bringing
in patients off the streets?

What happened
was a global pandemic

with no fully vetted vaccine.

And even when we get
enough doses,

30% of Americans won't take it

because of all the insane
conspiracy theories.

So can I be straight
with you, Dora?

This hospital is not safe.

Not completely.

And if you want a tagline,
how's this?

"Come back to New Amsterdam,

'cause if you're not dead yet,
we can finish the job."

I wanted to bring you
both into this

because if June's anxiety
has escalated into self-harm--

Ripping off her fingernails?

How long has this
been going on?

I--I don't know.
I just saw it this morning.

But how could we
have missed this?

Because she hides it.
But it's not your fault.

And you should know
that I have been pushing

to get all of my patients
back in here with me.

If I had been working
with June in person,

I would've caught this
a lot sooner--

She can't come back
to the hospital.

Are you even allowed?

not at the moment,

but I could convince
our medical director

in this particular case.

No.
It's too dangerous.

She would be
wearing an N95 mask

just like
our frontline workers.

Have any
of your frontline workers

died from the virus?

Yes.

But with all of our safety
protocols in place,

New Amsterdam is safer
than going to the market.

We don't let her
go there either.

We want her here with us.

Our home is the only place
where she's 100% safe.

But she's not safe.

COVID has caused an epidemic
of loneliness in this country.

And the studies coming out show
that living like June

with no peer contact, it's like
smoking 15 cigarettes a day.

Your daughter is on the brink
of serious clinical depression.

But she's not dead.

And that's
what lets us sleep at night.

Thank you for your concern.

As you can see
from the charts,

there's no evidence
of fracture, bleed,

or subdural hematoma.

So zero damage
from the fall.

Everything looks normal.

Uh, not quite.
Right, okay, thank you.

Um, sorry, I told Floyd
I'd help out on this one.

There does seem to be a type of
central hippocampal atrophy.

So?

Max, we found
no indication of trauma.

Right, because his mother
has diabetes.

Diabetes?

I've been living with her
for the past two weeks.

I'm sure--

Was she going to bed early?
Did she forget things?

Repeat stuff?

Neuropathy from diabetes.

I think it's why she fell,
Floyd.

And it's good news, because now
we know how to treat her.

It's gonna get
a little loud.

Louder than a house full
of forced homeschool kids?

Probably not.

Quarantine wasn't all bad.

The whole family
stuck together.

Found our rhythm.

Movie nights.
Cooking together.

Puzzles.

So many puzzles.

You remember Brandon?

The quiet one?

Without all the chemo,
my hair grew back

and he became
a different person.

Because of your hair?

Because he stopped seeing me
as a ghost.

I became Mom again.

And without chemo brain,
I could actually listen.

I could really hear him,
you know?

I could hear my son
for the first time in years.

Dr. Sharpe?

It's back, isn't it?

The cancer's metastasized.

Is there anything we can do?

I'm so sorry, Millie.

Well, you do, in fact, have
a broken bone in your wrist.

Crack diagnosis
from your DriveTime gal.

It's crazy.
It was days ago.

I was riding so slow.
The bike started to tip.

I stuck my hand out to brace
myself against the wall.

That's what did it.

But there was hardly
any force.

How could I have
broken anything?

Hey.

How are you feeling?

You're back.

Did you--

Her wallet.
Found it in the car.

Pedestrian on the wrong end
of a taxi.

Severe head and neck trauma.
Intubated in field.

Okay, let's get him
to Trauma One.

Stat, page respiratory
and get me ortho.

You've really gone
above and beyond.

Can I give you something?

Riley?

Can you breathe?

This woman needs help!

Nurse!
Anyone!

What the hell
are you doing?

Someone call security!

Adult-onset diabetes
is nothing to fear.

You should be thrilled
we caught it when we did.

This is me thrilled.

So seeing as your pancreas
can no longer produce

enough insulin on its own,

we're gonna need to start you
on basal-bolus therapy.

And Dr. Goodwin is gonna take
you through the routine

so you can do it
by yourself, Mama.

I've been doing for myself
my whole life.

Diabetes won't slow me down.

Good.

So let's say you're
in your kitchen

and you've just finished
this meal.

You need to figure out
how much insulin to take.

So what you're gonna do
is divide your carb intake

by your personal I:C ratio.

You didn't tell me
there'd be math.

Well, we'll take it slow,
I promise.

So your ratio is 1:20.

That is one unit of insulin

to 20 grams of carbs.

So you're gonna take the total
number of grams in that meal

and divide it by 20.

Okay, dividing that...

I would...

stop hovering.

If it's on me,
let it be on me, you hear?

Max is here to help, Mama.

3.25 units.

That's very good.
That's excellent.

Great.
Okay, so, step two.

Administering the insulin.

So what you're gonna do
after you've washed your hands

is simply remove this,

insert the needle
into the rubber stopper here,

turn the bottle upside down,

and why don't we try
just that much.

Come on.

Come on, now.

Oh.

That's okay.
Maybe...

I've got it.

I've got it.

Oh.

I can do this.

Mm-hmm.

I can do this.

It's okay.
Let's just try again.

My mother's
raised three kids,

owns her own home,
prays harder than anyone I know

for everyone else's troubles,

and now she needs
full-time care.

She can't live by herself.

Wish I was there with you.

Well, maybe if I click
my heels three times.

Or maybe if you just
turn around?

Why'd you--

'Cause we're family too,
baby.

Come here.

2 centimeters to the left
and you would've killed her.

1 centimeter, actually.

Oh, they teach you that
in DriveTime school?

I saved your patient.

You knew nothing
about my patient.

You swooped in here
with no knowledge

of preexisting conditions
or current treatment plan

and you stabbed her
with a syringe.

You're not curious why her
wrist broke with no fall?

You need to check
her bone density.

Maybe test
for Wilson's disease.

Okay, WebMD, I think
it's time for you to leave.

If it's Wilson's and you
don't push magnesium,

her heart could stop.

Or, if it's
a calcium deficiency,

maybe you could pick us up a
quart of milk on your next run.

Get her out of here
before I file assault charges.

Okay.

Dr. Frome.

What?
Gabriella?

No.
No, June is not here with me.

Then where is she?

Okay, did--okay, did she take
her phone with her?

Then you need to check
all of her texts

and call all of her friends.

Yes.

I'll be in touch.

You're still here?

Yeah, don't worry.

I'm not making you do the PSA.

Sorry, I...

Yeah, I appreciate that.

Mm, I forgot that no one
can make you do anything.

Well, except for you.

You could always get me
to do what was right

even if I couldn't see it
at the time.

You know, if you ever
want to come back...

No.

Okay, maybe you wanna
think about it--

No.

Okay.

So if you're not doing the PSA
and you're not coming back,

then why are you still here?

Oh.

I said you weren't
doing the PSA.

I never said I wasn't--
ooh.

But--

how are you gonna do it
without me?

Uh, you've been recast.

Tell me it isn't true.

If you're referring
to the PSA--

No, it's not a PSA.

Saying, "Don't text and drive,"

that would be a PSA.

This is propaganda!

You are putting your name,
this hospital's name,

on a dangerous lie.

Millie came in today.

She might have a week to live.

While you were out
seizing the moral high ground,

I got to tell her that her kids
would soon be without a mum.

Her chemo was working,

but she missed
six vital treatments

because she was too worried
about coming here.

So, yes, of course
I'm gonna do the PSA.

Oh.
Millie.

If we'd have got word out
a month ago,

it might have saved her life.

Yeah, maybe, but it won't
just affect people like Millie.

Elderly people deciding
to get a physical

or diabetics wondering if now's
the right time to get lasik.

Things that can wait
should wait.

No hospital's 100% safe,

but we've made ours
a lot safer,

and when you consider
the alternative--

Jumping off the third floor
is safer

than jumping off the roof,
but I don't think

it's gonna make a difference
in the outcome.

I won't even bring
my own daughter here.

How can I ask anyone else
to come here?

If something happened...

to her...

or anyone because I put
my thumb on the scale...

After what I've seen today,

I am more than happy
to tip the scale.

It's Millie.

Millie's cancer metastasized
to her brain.

It caused a massive bleed.

But she was feeling
so much better.

I'm so sorry, but...

it doesn't look like she's
gonna regain consciousness.

Millie's being kept alive
by the life-support machine.

Her brain has stopped
functioning.

There's nothing more
that we can do.

We just got her back.

Hey, I'm just curious.

Why is this
your virtual background?

Before COVID, my parents
used to let me come here.

You know, see some friends.

They wouldn't let me ride,
though.

Too many germs.

Well, better than nothing,
I guess, right?

You gonna tell my folks
I'm here?

Yeah, bad news.
I narc'd on you already.

The second I saw you.

But you got some time.

You want to tell me
why you're down here?

You know, sometimes when people
hurt themselves,

it's a distraction.

The physical pain,
just for a second,

it stops the emotional pain.

Maybe you came down here
to make it really stop?

You need to put
your mask on now.

Why?

We can talk about that
after you put your mask on.

Please.

If I knew when this virus
would be over,

I could maybe do it.

Just...just deal with it
until it was done.

And what if the virus
never goes away for kids?

There's no vaccine for us.

And I'm just stuck
in my room forever.

It's basically like
being dead anyway.

I can't keep being alone.

So, after much discussion,

we decided to take Mama
back to San Francisco.

Oh, hell, no.

W--wait.

Can I lay it out first
before you--

What makes you think
taking her away

from everything
and everyone she knows

is gonna be good for her?

Court, we got the space.
All right?

And with both of our incomes--

No.

I thought we should be
on the same page first.

Oh, your page.

Mama's golden child.

Whatever her baby Floyd says
is law.

Oh, come on, Court.

Look, I'm just trying
to step up.

You and Brandi have your own
families to deal with.

Our lives are
a little more flexible.

So we can do more now.

Where were you when we were
checking in on her every day,

bringing her food,
making sure she was safe?

We did all that
with no problems

while you were chillin',
bunned up in San Francisco.

He wanted to be here.

Every second of every day,
he was worried sick about Mama

and you and your family.

Pump the brakes.
This is family business.

Whoa, whoa, you don't gotta
talk to her like that.

You don't gotta--

I am not dead!

So stop talking about me
like I am.

I know she was out of line,

but pulling off a successful
needle decompression

is pretty cool.

In fact, she kinda
reminds me of--

Are you sure you wanna
finish that sentence?

It's Riley.
She's having runs of V-tach.

You push esmolol?

Procainamide?

Yeah, it's V-tach, all right.

Push amiodarone.

BP's dropping.
It's not working.

Magnesium.
Push magnesium.

You sure?

1 gram--now.

Nice save, boss.

Settle.

Okay, Helen.
And action.

I'm Dr. Helen,

and this office adjoins one of

our new Airborne Infection
Isolation Rooms.

It's built with negative
airflow pressure,

the HVAC filters
are cleared daily,

and it's fitted
with outdoor air intake

COVID-19-safe exhaust handling.

Here at New Amsterdam,
we're confident...

Here at New Amsterdam, we're
confident that you'll be...

Actually, I'm sorry.

No, I'm not.

Helen, everything
you're saying is true.

The HVAC, the exhaust.

Yes, the facts
are accurate,

but, "Here at New Amsterdam,
we're confident."

I'm not confident
of anything right now.

Are you?

'Cause to tell you the truth,
I'm terrified...

most of the time.

Because we've been living
in a dystopian nightmare.

We are losing good people
with children

and with families,
and I'm standing here

talking about exhaust handling?

People need reassurance.

Do they?

'Cause the people I know
wanna stop feeling scared

and they wanna stay alive.

And I can't
reassure them of that.

No one can, because the world
is not safe.

So you can't expect me
to stand here and say,

"I'm confident that there's
nothing to be afraid of,"

when everyone should be afraid!

So what do we do?

We can tell...

We can tell people the truth:

that we may never
get rid of this virus...

so we have to find a way
to live with it.

'Cause even if we vaccinate
every single American,

there's gonna be another virus
around the corner.

And another one after that,
and we can't stop living.

We can't barricade
ourselves in,

because that is when
you give up things

that you can never get back.

So, Brandi and Courtney
will take turns

helping you during the day,

and we'll get someone
to stay with you at night.

That don't sound too bad,
does it?

So...

I'll be living with a stranger?

A trained
healthcare professional.

Would you do that
to your mama?

I hope I never have
to make that decision.

Because it sucks.

All of it.

I like her.

Oh, Mama.

I wish there was another way,
but there isn't.

I'll visit as often as I can.
You know that.

New York will always
be my home.

Mm.

Come here.

It's okay.

Hi.

for saying what we've
all been feeling.

What did I...

I'm on the news?

"Meltdown" is a strong word,
don't you think?

Max?

You only have, like,
3.2 million views.

...because the world
is not safe.

So you can't expect me
to stand here and say,

"I'm confident that there's
nothing to be afraid of,"

when everyone
should be afraid!

Oh, my God.

Why would you release that?

Who, me?

Are you--I would never!

Yeah, okay.
Yes, I would, but I didn't.

And you were brilliant!

Of course you think I did it.
You think I did everything.

But I didn't.

Stop it.

And another one after that,
and we can't stop living.

We can't barricade
ourselves in,

because that is when
you give up things

that you can never get back.

Actually, do you--
do you know what?

I'm relieved
that my words are out there.

I'm glad
to hear you say that.

3.2 million views

and a huge spike
in our scheduling.

It worked.

Sorry, what worked?

People don't need reassurance.

They need honesty.

You didn't release it?

No.

But I think I know who did.

I learned from the best.

Hi.
Hi, guys.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming.

I know that's a really big
deal, so thank you.

You sure this is safe?

As safe as it can be, yeah.

You ready?

Are they all your patients?

Um, no, no.

They're just a group
of really cool young women

just like June.

Each one is immunocompromised
in one way or another,

each still living at home
on lockdown

without much family or friends,

and each one knowing exactly
what you're going through.

You brought them
all here for me?

I also brought you here
for them.

So don't make me look bad.

All right?
Get in there.

Thank you, Dr. Frome.

I mean,
we're all just parents

trying to figure this out,
right?

Which is why there's a group
of them right over here

that I'm sure would love it

if you went over there
and said, "Hey."

I'm sure they'd love
for you to join them,

if you're up to it.

Sure. Okay.

Good.

Oh, yeah.

You guys are lucky.

I don't even have any siblings.

Yeah, well no,
it's--trust me,

I wish I didn't either
sometimes.

Same, same.

Wait!

Wait!

Would you open up?

What?

1 gram of magnesium.

Riley's alive thanks to you.

I'm trying to say I'm sorry!

Then you should know,

you're not very good at it.

Yeah.
I know.

So where'd you
practice medicine?

Pakistan.
Pediatric attending.

Are you living in here?

I can get you a spot
in a shelter.

Good night, Dr. Bloom.

What about a hotel room?

No shelter.
No, thank you.

Okay,
there's gotta be something

that I can help you with.

You saved my patient's life.

Well, there's gotta be
something you need.

So, here are our showers.

They're either freezing
or scalding hot,

but if you toggle the handle
to the left,

then you're gonna land
somewhere in the middle.

Thank you.

Five stars.

Floyd?
You guys taking off?

Yeah, we're hitting the road.

Hey, thanks for all your help
with Mama.

Oh, we'll take good care
of her.

Anything you need,
just let us know.

I love you, brother.

You know, your family here...

will miss you.

Ready to go home?

I think you already are.

Saw your meltdown
on YouTube.

Pretty boss.

Willow.
You came back.

You heard about Millie?

Home again,
home again

I thought maybe...

It was time to do
some more tests.

Born again, born again

One day, I know
I'll feel strong again

I lift my head

Many times, I've been told

All this talk
will make you old

So I'll close my eyes

Look behind

"Hi.

"My name is Iggy...

and I have an eating disorder."

So I close my eyes

Look behind

Moving on

Lost again, lost again

Evie.

I shouldn't have made you
leave New York.

You did not make me leave.
I wanted to.

If only wanting was enough.

Many times,
I've been told

Speak your mind,
just be bold

So I'll close my eyes

Look behind

Moving on

Moving on

So I'll close my eyes

And the tears will clear

Then I'll feel no fear

Yeah, well,
I've been thinking.

Maybe instead of me coming up
to Connecticut this weekend,

Luna should come home...

for good.

Yeah, I know, but I missed
her first birthday.

And then I missed
her first steps.

I just don't want
to miss anything else.