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I swear,

I already told you
everything I know.

Let's begin by
getting a baseline.

Is your name Nora Perez?

You know it is.

Damn it! Yes or no?

Yes.

Is today Saturday?

- Yes.
- Then tell me,

was it you who divulged
my secret information?

For the thousandth time, no.

Not now, Mom.

Sorry to interrupt, sweetie,
but makeup's ready for Nora.

But I haven't found

- the snitch yet.
- It's okay, honey.

I know you've been
trying your best,

and that's all that matters.

I cannot undertake

the sacred vow of marriage
when the sacred vow

of friendship has been
so heinously violated.

So which one of you has been
trashing my wedding online?

Well, sweetheart,

I know you wanted all
the details to be a surprise,

but at least people are
talking about it, right?

To ridicule me.

They are calling
me a bridezilla.

You sent us to a nutritionist.

I was concerned
about your health.

You told her to
make sure none of us

were thinner than you today.

You sound like you're
holding a grudge.

Are you the one
that's going online

- and trashing me?
- Sweetheart,

the wedding's in two hours.

Maybe it's time we
got you in your dress.

Fine. I will kill two
birds with one stone,

and find a rat in the process.

Hey, girl.

Don't "Hey, girl" me.

I still haven't
cleared your name.

- Is your name Olivia Burnham?
- Yes.

Sorry. Technical error.

I'm not any getting power.

Sweetheart!

Circuit must've overloaded
from all these power cords.

Chim, how's our bride doing?

Just a second.

What-what happened?

You experienced an
electrical shock and passed out.

Is this a polygraph machine?

Um, yeah.

Is it, is it still working?

Maybe if you're looking
to grill something.

I thought you were
getting ready for a wedding.

Is this some kind
of reality show?

Got a nasty exit
wound on the sole

of her foot from
the electricity.

She probably absorbed
at least 1,800 watts.

Bethany's just a little
nervous about her big day,

wanting everything
to be just right.

She thinks one of us

is a saboteur, mocking
her online, anonymously.

One of you is. And
I am gonna find out

who "TrappedByBridezilla
One-hundred-percent" is

- before I walk down the aisle.
- The only place

you should be
walking is into an ER.

There's no telling what that
current did to you internally.

So we're gonna need to take
you to the hospital for an ECG.

Unacceptable.

- Ma'am, no. No, ma'am...
- Because I... - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ma'am, please take it easy.

I'm getting married
in less than two hours.

How's my makeup?

Well,

I think they can
probably fix that.

Right.

Right, 'cause we can just
paint a new eyebrow on, right?

Yeah, I-I mean, I-I saw

this makeup thing online,

and this woman made
her face look like a skull.

- It was cool.
- We'll just do

a photo shoot after
our honeymoon.

Yeah. Today, you have the veil.

Right. So the only
thing left to address

- is the snitch.
- Sweetie.

Can't we just let
it go and celebrate

the happiest day of our lives?

My life. My day.

And I'm not going down the
aisle when there is a traitor

in my midst.

It was me.

I'm TrappedByBridezilla
One-hundred-percent.

I'm TrappedByBridezilla
One-hundred-percent.

Um, I-I'm TrappedByBridezill.

One-hundred-percent.

Damn it! We're not doing

Spartacus! I actually am.

TrappedByBridezilla
One-hundred-percent,

because have I been in
hell this last year with you.

- Betrayer!
- I always suspected we were

too lenient with you, Bethany,
that we spoiled you too much,

- but dear God, you're a monster.
- That's it!

You are officially
excommunicated

- from the wedding.
- But I'm paying for it!

Well, the check's
already cleared.

So I want you gone.

All of you! Get out!

All I need are new
eyebrows and my dress.

Yeah, about that...

Sorry.

Good luck with the wedding.

A seven-year-old boy
presents with persistent cough,

low-grade fever and runny nose.

His parents tell you that
he hasn't had immunization

since he was
about four years old,

and that he vomits after
prolonged coughing spells.

What is your diagnosis?

Well, first I'd
listen to his lungs.

And depending on that,
I would need his BP...

Time's up.

Pertussis, better known
as whooping cough.

Treatment is
macrolide antibiotics

for bacterial infection.

Don't "" me. I was
getting there, eventually.

Hi, Mrs. Wilson.

- Hi.
- Hey, Ma.

- You going out?
- Picking up some groceries.

Karen called,

told me about that farmers
market over by the park.

Did she say how it's
going over at her brother's?

Is Denny having a good time?

Karen said they're
running around like a pack

of wild animals after
a yearlong hibernation.

Maybe I'll bring you
guys back a treat.

Cookies always did the trick
when you were studying as a kid.

- They still do for me.
- Gotcha.

Ma. You okay?

Damn back acting up again.

Ma, you look like
you're sweating.

- Do you got a fever?
- Honey,

just because you're
studying to be a doctor

doesn't mean I'm
interested in being a patient.

I will pop a couple
of ibuprofen, it'll pass.

You sure?

Good luck with your studying.

Okay. What's the next question?

Popcorn bucket.

Screen.

Movie. Movie
theater, movie theater.

- Come on.
- Ding, ding, a movie theater.

How did you get "movie
theater" from that?

You two must have some
kind of sibling shorthand.

No, it's called cheating.

- Okay?
- Listen,

you know, where's
Bobby? I need my partner.

I'm not sure where he is. He
should have been home by now.

Just said he was having
lunch with someone from work.

And I thought I
was your partner.

Baby, I-I just usually
play with Bobby, that's all.

It's for your own
safety, trust me.

Bobby is the only one
who can deal with Michael's

competitive streak.

You'll thank me later.

- There he is. Hey.
- Hey.

- Bobby!
- Hey, I'm sorry I'm late. Lunch went long.

- Bobby!
- That's okay. We were just doing a couple

of practice rounds
till you got here.

You ready to kick
some butt, partner?

I am, I just got to
get these clothes off

I've been racing
around... take a shower,

- and then I'll join you guys.
- A shower?

Yeah, it'll just be a minute.

Wheat grass is Mother
Nature's green elixir.

It can cure just about anything.

Even helps people lose weight.

I believe it.

I'm pretty sure I'd lose my
appetite after a shot of this.

Everything you see
here is vegan, non-GMO,

free from wheat, gluten,
dairy, egg and soy.

So what's it made out of? Air?

Finally. Food I recognize.

And a smell I wish I didn't.

Don't be scared off by the
smell; The taste is incredible.

Savory, sweet and
creamy all at once.

It's a culinary adventure.

I think I'm looking more

for a culinary walk
around the block.

You know, maybe some
grapes, a couple of oranges.

We have Jaffa oranges,
Cara Cara navel, blood orange.

Were you looking for
anything in particular?

Are you okay?

Ma'am? Ma'am, are you okay?

Someone call 911!

Ma.

Are you okay?

Hi, baby. I'm okay.

Just a little banged up.

- What happened?
- Your mother

experienced a freak syncopal
episode, possibly vasovagal.

A what?

You got dizzy
because your heart rate

and blood pressure
suddenly dropped.

Did she mention she was also
experiencing back pains earlier?

Her chart shows
back surgery following

a car accident in 2004.

I thought she might have
been running a fever earlier.

Henrietta, I'm fine.

Mom, you're in the
emergency room.

Clearly you're not fine.

Her temperature was
normal upon admittance.

I mean, this could also be
dehydration, or maybe an allergy

to something at
the farmers market.

Or sometimes people just faint.

That's... That's it? You...

"People just faint"?

Did you do an-an echo?

An echo isn't indicated.

She should talk to her
primary care physician

about adjusting her
blood pressure medication.

Maybe think about making
some adjustments to her diet.

Could help to lose weight.

And, maybe stay off WebMD.

Your mother's fine.

He was useless.

A complete waste
of a doctor's coat.

Which is why I never go.

Yeah.

What do you think?
That's better, right?

I think it looks
exactly the same?

I just want everything
to be perfect.

It's been over a year.

It's gonna be awesome.

Coming!

Okay.

Carla!

Hey!

- Hey...
- Hey!

Hey.

I missed my boys.

I missed you.

- I missed you.
- Yeah?

I'm sure your
teacher was thrilled.

- No, no, let me get those.
- Please.

You prepared a lovely meal.
I can help Eddie clean up.

You can't go in the kitchen.

That's right.

We have some
business to take care of.

- We do, don't we?
- Okay.

It is so good to have
you back. We missed you.

- I'm sorry about your father.
- Me, too.

I'm just grateful I was able
to spend that time with him.

Still

I know I left you in the
lurch, and I'm sorry for that.

No, no, no.

You were where you
were supposed to be.

I'm glad you had that time, too.

Christopher seems good.

I know you were
worried about him.

Yeah, he's doing a lot better.

Almost back to
his old happy self.

And he loves having Ana around.

What about Dad?

How does he feel about
the young Ms. Flores?

It's nice.

It's

- easy being with her.
- Ana is lovely.

And I'm glad that
you're finally moving on.

But just be sure that
you're following your heart,

not Christopher's, okay?

Surprise!

Happy birthday, Carla.

But my birthday's in March.

And we missed it twice.

You got me two cakes.

Light the candles, Dad.

Okay, this is a disturbing
number of candles.

Thank goodness

there's a firefighter
in the house.

Thank you, honey.

You okay?

That's the third cup
you've had in the last hour.

Not that I'm counting.
More of a guestimate.

I didn't know it was
humanly possible

to feel this tired.

So Jee's still not
sleeping through the night?

No, that would mean
she would have to

stop crying long
enough to actually sleep.

The doctor says that it's colic,

but I don't know.

It's... it's the way she cries.

No matter what I
try, nothing calms her.

Well, what about you?

Are you doing anything
to soothe yourself?

I'm just doing my job.

911. What's your emergency?

My mom, she fell,
and now she's stuck.

Can you send
help to get her out?

- What's your location?
- -We're at home.

The Regal Pointe Apartments.

Okay, help is on the
way. What's your name?

Charlie.

Charlie, can you tell
me - if your mom is hurt?

Help!

I don't know. I'm not supposed
to go out there. I'm sick.

It's okay. You did the
right thing by calling.

Where exactly is she stuck?

The balcony.

She fell through the floor.

It's like it swallowed her up.

Help!

Help!

All right, Buck,

- get up there. I'll be right behind you.
- Okay.

Ma'am, this is the LAFD.

We're on our way up to you now.

Just, hang on tight.

Hi-hi there.

Sir, can-can we use your
balcony for a few minutes?

It's, to help her.

- Sheila?
- Hi, Clarence.

Come on in.

I'm gonna cook inside.

All right. LAFD, ma'am.

We'll get you out of there.

Okay, Eddie, it's
your turn. Head on up.

Hey.

How you doing?

I know I put on a few
quarantine pounds,

but I didn't think
it was this bad.

Well, from the looks of
you, I don't think you have

anything to worry about.

But you are stuck
in there pretty good.

I'm gonna put this
rescue strap around you,

secure you to that ladder,

so if the rest of
this balcony goes,

you stay up here
with me. Sound good?

Sounds great.

But also a thing I didn't know
to be afraid of until right now.

No need to be afraid. I got you.

Okay.

All right, guys, keep
sending up the ladder.

It's okay, sweetie.

Don't worry.

- Your son?
- Yeah.

Who would've guessed the worst
part about being a single mom

is having nobody to pull
you out of the balcony

after you've crashed through it?

The wood looks
completely rotted.

Probably water
damage or termites.

It's a good thing
he wasn't out here.

Figures. This
place is practically

falling down around us.

I can't afford to do
repairs, and my landlord

never fixes anything.

Maybe a visit from
the fire department

might change his attitude.

How we looking down there, guys?

Okay, we shored up the
balcony as best we could.

We got a platform
underneath in case she falls.

You're not gonna fall.

I just have to
leave for a minute.

I got to go let our
paramedics in the door.

Okay.

You must be Charlie the hero.

I didn't do anything.

You did exactly what you're
supposed to, you called 911.

That was quick thinking of you.
You really helped out your mom.

Vitals are good. BP's 120/80.

Copy that. She
definitely cut her leg, Cap.

I saw some blood dripping.

We can't access
her till we pull it out.

Okay, let's pry away
those rotted wooden slats,

make a bigger opening,
then we lift her up and out.

Buck, Eddie, get
yourself on safety lines

before you head out there,
in case this whole thing goes.

Okay, should be
enough of a gap around

to pull her out now.

Sheila, put your arms
around my neck and hold on.

I'll pull you up.

I got you.

All right, let's get
her on the board.

- It hurts.
- Looks pretty bad.

The wood really tore her leg up.

- She's gonna need stitches.
- I can't go to the hospital.

Ma'am, a doctor needs
to clean this and sew it up

so it can heal properly,

- not to mention a tetanus shot.
- No, but Charlie.

He can ride with
you to the hospital.

We've got plenty of room.

He has an autoimmune disease,

and the hospital is the
worst place for a sick child.

All those germs.

And I don't really have

anyone to stay with him.

I'll stay. I have a kid
around Charlie's age.

- We'll get along fine.
- No, that's

I can't ask you to do that.

You didn't ask. I offered.

- No, no, I can't leave him.
- Please.

Hey, Charlie.

Want to help me out
with the ropes, kid?

Bourbon.

His shirt reeked of it.

Yeah, but Bobby hasn't
had a drink in years, has he?

Not that I know.

But he's been acting
strange, distant.

Put that together with
a bourbon-soaked shirt,

and I don't know what to think.

Except maybe
he's drinking again.

Well, have you
talked to him, Athena?

Not yet.

I'm not even sure what to say.

Every question sounds
like an accusation.

I can see that you're
worried, but I got to say

none of this sounds
like the Bobby I know.

The problem is, there's
a Bobby I never met.

The one who lost everything
because he lost control.

Yeah, but he isn't
that man anymore.

He thinks he could be.

A few months back,
the drunk driver

who caused the pileup on the 710

Bobby told me there
was only one difference

one bad day.

What if he's had
that one bad day?

You're lucky.

My mom's a terrible cook,

but your dad's great.

Did he order take-out?

I was thinking the same thing.

Hey, watch it, I'm right here.

- Shoot.
- No worries.

I got it.

Where does your mom
keep the paper towels?

Upper cabinet.

Charlie, what
school do you go to?

I don't go to school.

Because I'm sick.
We move around a lot.

I'm not supposed to go out,

except for doctors'
appointments.

What kind of doctors?

I don't know, all kinds.

We're always going
to see a new one.

Sounds expensive.

What's your mom do for work?

She always says her
job is to take care of me.

We're lucky because
we get donations

from a Fund Me page.

- I'm home.
- Hey.

Look who's back.

- And all patched up.
- Hi, Mom.

You cooked for him.

Charlie has a very
sensitive stomach.

Figured you'd be a little
wobbly when you got back.

- Just wanted to make it easier for you.
- Don't worry, Mom,

I don't feel sick or anything.

That's great, sweetheart.

This is my new
friend Christopher.

Hi, Charlie's mom.

Bye, Charlie's mom.

- Bye, Charlie. Bye, Dad.
- Bye, guys.

He's super cool.

Do you think we could
hang out sometime?

We'll have to see.

No, Mom, I'm not nagging
you, I'm-I'm just checking on you.

Okay, great.

Well, maybe you should...

And she hung up on me.

Take it as a positive sign.

Must mean she's feeling better.

So how are you doing?

Fine.

I'm still a little freaked
out not knowing

what's wrong with my mom.

Well, maybe you should
take her to see a specialist.

I would, but I need
to have some idea

of what's wrong first.

And that doctor was no help.

He practically dismissed us.

You know how crazy
it can get in the ER.

Not that I'm not defending
him, I'm just saying.

He barely acknowledged
we were in the room, Chim.

And when I asked questions,
he acted as if I offended him.

Like, "How dare you?"

I mean, I hate to think it,
but maybe our experience

would have been different if
he had looked more like us.

I was a 12-year-old Korean
boy translating to the doctor

on behalf of my sick mother.

Makes you wonder how bad it is

for a patient who
doesn't have anyone,

no one to advocate for them.

That's why people like
you and me can't put

all our trust in doctors.

Because they don't trust us.

To know how we're feeling,

to-to know when
something's wrong.

I know something's wrong, Chim.

What you need are some
brilliant medical minds

to bounce ideas off of.

You know any of those?

I'm pretty sure you do.

This is what we call

the index of suspicion,
where we assess

how seriously a condition
should be considered

- as a diagnosis.
- Henrietta.

Mom, please. Just humor me.

Okay.

Do your worst.

62-year-old female presents

with dizziness and
intermittent back pain.

Patient has a history

of high blood
pressure and smoking.

I haven't had a cigarette

since before Henrietta was born.

Still goes in the history.

BP's normal, heart
rate's a little elevated,

- but that could be stress.
- Okay, so why would she be stressed?

Maybe because you keep
referring to me as "she."

What about kidney failure?
Could explain the back pain.

It would've shown up in the
blood labs from the hospital.

One of the few
tests they did take.

Could be an inner ear
problem, like, Ménière's disease.

Would explain the loss
of balance and dizziness.

Ma, can you hear me?

Of course I can hear you.

Okay, here's a crazy
thought. Huntington's disease?

- I hadn't considered that.
- Mrs. Wilson, are you experiencing

any other loss
of motor function?

I did my nails this morning.

I think they look pretty good.

Has she been around ticks?

We haven't thought about
Lyme disease, have we?

- Lupus?
- Multiple sclerosis?

Iron deficiency? Anemia?

Cross that off the list.

- No, her limbs aren't stiff.
- Scratch that.

- Take that off the list.
- Nah, we checked that.

I think we've
exhausted our options.

I told you I was fine.

But I do appreciate
your diligence.

M-Mom?

Ma.

She's burning up.

Her heart is racing.

Picking up a pulsating
sensation around her navel.

It's definitely cardiac.

- Her abdominal aorta?
- A triple A?

An abdominal aortic aneurysm.

Ma, we got to get
you to the hospital.

Wai... You think it ruptured?
I mean, if it did, she...

She's gonna die.

I'm home!

Maddie?

Good, you're back.

Come here, sweet baby.

How was your day?

Fine, except for
the nonstop crying.

That's okay.

Don't they, Jee-Yun?

Are you okay?
Something else going on?

It's the way she
cries, like she's in pain.

All the time, and I just
don't know how to help her.

It's just the colic.

I wish there was more we
could do to soothe her, but...

God, why is everyone

so damn focused on
being soothed right now?

I'm sorry.

To both of you.

There you go.

That's better?

You're really good with her.

So are you. You've
been doing great.

You know what? I have not
had a minute to myself all day.

So, you good with her
while I hop in the shower?

No place I'd rather be.

Right? Baby Jee?

Miss Daddy?

Yeah, he missed you, too. Okay.

Just need to borrow this.

Okay, all right. Just
right here. Ma, get in.

- Can I help you?
- Go. I got this.

Yes, you can. I
was actually thinking

of having surgery
at this hospital,

but I kind of
want to vet it first.

Vet the hospital?

Yes, and I have a few questions.

So this might
take a few minutes.

Why don't you write this down?

- Can I help you?
- I have a patient.

Female, 62 years old.

She's experiencing
dizziness, back pain,

and orthostatic hypotension.

Could be looking at
abdominal aortic aneurysm.

We need an
electrocardiogram to verify, stat.

Hello?

- You heard her.
- Of course.

I'll get someone right away.

Echo and EKG show
severe deterioration

of the abdominal aorta.

Imaging shows that a
rupture was imminent.

They're prepping
her for surgery now.

So, she's okay?

They should be able
to graft the artery, yeah.

The surgical team will
be by in a few minutes,

go over the procedure with you,

answer any questions
you may have.

Hopefully more thoroughly
than you were the other day.

I beg your pardon?

She could have died if I
hadn't brought her back in.

You sent us home
with-with no explanation,

no diagnosis and
barely any treatment.

Look, I am sorry
that I missed it.

But the important thing
is that we caught it in time,

and your mother
is gonna be fine.

"We"?

You know, when I'm
out in the field on a call,

I have a split second
to diagnose a patient,

if I'm lucky.

I-I can't run blood,

do an X-ray or-or order an echo.

All I have is what I know,

and my ability to listen to
what the patient is saying.

Even with every tool
a-at your disposal,

you still got it wrong.

Okay, what-what would you
have had me do differently?

Believe them when they tell
you that something is wrong.

Start there.

- Carla.
- Here you go.

Does he like video games?

I have some old ones
I don't play anymore.

You know what, I'm not
sure. I didn't see a television

when I was there.

You know, let's just
stick to books and toys.

No TV?

He really does need our help.

Just remember that
help doesn't always come

in the form of screen time.

Wow, someone's feeling generous.

Hey, Eddie.

- Can I talk to you for a second?
- Yeah.

Now, don't let him give away
the whole house while I'm gone.

Okay.

- What's going on?
- I was thinking about what you said,

how that family
supports themselves

through their Fund Me page,
so I started looking around...

You went snooping?

I was trying to make a donation.

Maybe circulate it on
the faculty newsletter.

But I think there's something
wrong with this woman.

That feels like a leap.

You haven't even met her.

No, but I found some
weird stuff online.

I think she lied to you.

About what?

That's a lot of Fund Me pages.

There's Sheila and
Charlie Burns in El Paso,

Sheila and Charlie
Young in Phoenix,

and Sheila and Charlie
Watts of Santa Fe.

It's him, the same
kid every time,

just with different last
names and different cities.

Charlie did say they
moved around a lot.

That would explain the different
accounts and different cities,

but not the different names.

What did his mom
say his illness was?

She didn't. Not really.

Said it was autoimmune.

Well, that's awfully general.

Charlie did say he goes
to a lot of different doctors.

Could be doctor shopping.

Which is what you do
when you're not really sick,

you're just looking for a
doctor to say that you are.

You think she's lying?

Well, we wouldn't
be the only ones.

Most of the Fund Me
pages were shut down,

but the comments are still up.

"This woman is a
fraud and a scammer.

Do not trust her."

"She's a con artist looking
for money and attention."

- God.
- What?

"I think she's
making her kid sick."

You didn't have to do dishes.

You cooked.

Well, that's okay.

What do you say, you
want to watch a movie?

May is out and
Harry's at Michael's.

We could have a date night in.

Um, rain check?

I just had a really long
day, I think I got to crash.

Is everything okay?

I mean, if something's
bothering you,

if something's on your mind,
you know you can talk to me.

Everything is fine.

- Nothing to talk about.
- It doesn't feel fine.

I'm worried about you.

- Athena, I'm...
- I know you have

your meetings, and I'm
glad you have people

that you can talk to.

- But you can talk to me, too.
- Yeah, I know,

it's... the meetings...
not the same.

Yeah, I know.

I can never really understand
that part of your life,

but I'd like to try.

Maybe I can go with
you to your meeting?

You have one tomorrow, right?

That is very sweet
of you, but no.

I-I don't have one tomorrow,
but you could come on Saturday.

Great.

Good, okay. Good night.

- I'm fine, Karen.
- You, you stay there.

I'll call you when
I have an update.

You're still here?

You didn't, you didn't have to.

It's your mom.

Thank you.

For everything.

Hen.

Ms. Wilson?

Good news.

Hey, Ma. How you feeling?

A little sore,

but a lot grateful.

The surgeon did a good job.

You're gonna make
a full recovery, Ma.

I'm glad to hear that.

But it's not the
doctor I'm grateful for.

You saved my life.

Well, the truth is, I got
used to having you around.

So I'm not ready
to let you go just yet.

I won't be around
forever, Henrietta.

- Ma...
- I won't.

So let me say this.

I am so proud of you.

Henrietta, you... working
so hard and going to school,

taking care of your family.

I know it's a struggle.

But it is worth it.

Because people like me?

We need doctors like you.

So, promise me

no matter how hard it gets,

you won't give up.

You promise?

I promise.

Guess B shift's
still out on a call.

Damn.

- You're early.
- Couldn't sleep.

You remember the mom
the other day? Sheila?

- With the sick kid?
- Yeah.

He's not sick. Not really.

She's making him
sick. Probably for years.

Munchausen by proxy?
That's a big accusation, Eddie.

I tracked down some
people that knew them before.

All signs point to it.

The nonspecific
autoimmune disease,

the revolving door of doctors.

He's frail, he's weak,
he's always throwing up.

She's poisoning him.

Poisoning him? W-With what?

Eye drops. I saw
them in the kitchen.

Eye drops. Tetrahydrozoline

could cause the symptoms
that you're talking about.

It can be lethal
if it's ingested,

doesn't show up on a
standard toxicology test.

You have to know
to look for it to find it.

She's dosing him.

Not enough to kill him but
enough to keep him sick.

I called social services.

They're coming
here to take a report.

Why-why would she do that?

Well, sometimes
it's to gain sympathy.

Or maybe to make a profit.

I found multiple Fund Me pages.

She's conning people
out of their money.

- Hello?
- Eddie?

Charlie? You okay?

I think I did a bad thing.

Athena, come on.
You-you followed him?

Not my finest hour,

but I needed to know
where he was going.

Okay, and?

He went to a meeting.

Now, that's a
great thing. Right?

Except he lied to me about it.

So you still think that
he's hiding something.

Maybe not a what.

Maybe a who.

Got to go. Talk later.

Buckley, you get promoted to
captain when I wasn't looking?

- Only vehicle available.
- Diaz, you called this in?

Yeah. Possible O.D.

She's over here. I-I don't
think she's breathing.

We're here now, we got her.

Do we know what she took?

Yeah, Eddie thinks it's
tetrahydrozoline poisoning.

Eye drops.

She always puts
drops in my food.

She thinks I don't
see her, but I do.

I just wanted to see what would
happen if I gave them to her.

- I-I'm sorry.
- No, that's okay, that's okay.

You didn't mean to hurt her.

Yeah, the kid's gonna
need treatment, too.

Same kind of poisoning,
just smaller doses.

But for a really long time.

So she was hurting her own kid?

Yeah, for money or attention

or something that
doesn't really even matter.

My God. That's terrible.

You know, I never thought
I'd say this, but I'm glad

she fell through
that balcony floor.

At least that kid will be
safe, far away from her.

Yeah. Sounds like he's
better off without her.

Yeah, I guess some people
just aren't meant to be parents.

Anyway, kind of made
me want to hear your voice,

tell you guys how
much I love you.

You're sweet.

How are things there? I
don't hear Jee-Yun crying.

That seems like a good sign.

She's finally asleep.

Well, that's a relief. Hey,
listen, Hen just showed up,

and I want to hear
about her mom.

Can I call you later?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're good here.
There's nothing to worry about.

You followed me to a meeting?

You lied to me.

I couldn't understand
why, and then I saw her.

That's Rachel Hawkerson,
the drunk driver from the pileup.

Are you sponsoring her?

Look, I am trying to help her.

She's having a hard time
finding somebody to talk to

who can actually relate
to what she went through.

The other night, when you
came home smelling like bourbon?

That was Rachel's.

She fell off the
wagon and called me,

she was still drinking
when I got there,

and the bottle spilled on me

when I tried to take
it away from her.

You gonna have to
help me out here, Bobby.

Why didn't you just tell
me what was going on?

Because it's not
my story to tell.

I didn't want to violate
her confidentiality.

You can tell me
what you're doing

without telling me who.

All the sneaking around,
leaving me in the dark.

Why shut me out? I'm your wife.

Yeah. It's hard when your
spouse keeps things from you.

Trust me, I know.

Wait.

Is this supposed to be
some kind of punishment?

You mean you're keeping
this secret on purpose

- to get back at me?
- No!

I don't know.

I decided to help
somebody and I didn't think

I needed to tell you about it.

You don't let me in on
half the decisions you make.

Like what?

You decided to go back to work
without talking to me about it,

just like you stopped
seeing Dr. Sanford

without mentioning it to
me, and then it turns out

you were offered
retirement and you dismiss it,

and I'm kept completely
in the dark about it.

I didn't think I needed to
ask you for your permission.

You don't. This is about me

not even being a
factor or a consideration.

You don't... It doesn't
cross your mind

to include me in
the conversation

or wonder what I might think.

We're supposed to be partners,

but the truth is, you don't
want one, at work or in your life.

I'm used to doing things
on my own. That's who I am,

and you knew that
when you married me.

Well, I thought that,
eventually, you would start

to trust me more, but
now I'm starting to think

that you're just gonna
always keep this wall up

and I'm always gonna feel
like an outsider looking in.

Well, maybe you wouldn't
feel like an outsider if you talked

to me instead of playing
this tit-for-tat game.

Marriage isn't supposed
to work like that.

Well, who said this
marriage is working?

We're not partners because
that's how you want it.

What about my mom?

- Will I see her at the hospital?
- She's a little more sick.

She's got to go to
a different hospital.

This is your ride.

My-my baby!

Where's my baby?

Where's my baby...

Should've gotten here sooner.

That kid is just
lucky he met you.

Diaz, you want to ride
with the kid to the hospital?

Yeah. That'd be gr...

Get down!

Shots fired. A
firefighter is down.

I repeat, firefighter is down!

Shots fired. Shots fired.

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