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- Previously on Nurses. ♪

- So, how's it going in the civilian dating pool?

- "Civilian"? - It's what you pretended

to be when spying on me. - So, we're still not over that?

- You want me to steal a shipment of morphine

from the hospital that I work at?!

Do you have any idea what could happen to me?

- How is it stealing if the thing doesn't even exist?

- My outgoings are way over my incomings.

- But didn't you make a budget?

- Lost my phone on the way home last night, but before I did,

I think I called someone. I guess

I was feeling a little lonely. - Did you drunk-dial someone?

- You called me, Keon.

- Uh, so what did I say? - You had a lot to say.

- Naz, tell me what I said though!

- Why don't you stand over there.

You'll be able to hear me better.

- Right. Of course. - Right. Mm-hmm.

- (woman): A hospital is no stranger

to the things that keep us up at night...

...the secrets we're keeping.

- Hi! - No matter how much we try

to hide from them...

(indistinct speaking)

...or hide from ourselves...

...we can't face the night until we know

what's hiding in the dark.

- Someone's got a little behind. - What the hell did you just say

to me?! - Whoa, meant the charts, Grace.

There's a lot of them. - Oh. Yeah.

Busy day, I guess.

(indistinct chatter) - What's your problem with me?

- Depends. What role are you playing today,

nurse or spy?

- You always take stuff this personally?

- When it's personal, yeah, kinda.

- Great. So how do I make it up to you?

- I think an immediate transfer to St. Christopher's will do it.

- How about a beer instead? - No, I don't think so. I don't date medical.

- Uh, wait, no. You think...

No, I meant a platonic beer.

Look, we gotta get past this, Grace.

We gotta work together. - Yes, we do.

So why won't we just leave it at that.

♪ - Yeah.

(sighing)

- I agree with you. Faulkner's boy cannot be trusted.

- So you met under false pretenses,

Maybe he didn't have a choice. Look, hey,

all I'm saying is that with all the changes going on right now, maybe

you don't want to make waves with the new boss's golden boy.

- Not make waves? You've met her, right?

- Also, new boss or not,

everyone's got a choice, Wolf.

- Not always or I wouldn't

be here. Tell me again how you managed

to get out of night shift. - On a full moon no less.

- Naz practically begged me for the shift. Trust me, I would

rather be here. Work is all I have going on right now.

- I thought you were going out with Matteo tonight. (Grace exhaling)

- I swear to God, these walls have ears.

And no, I'm not. - Well, I think you should.

Fresh start. You gotta figure out a way to work with him.

- Says the queen of grudges. - It's true. I used

your toothbrush one time, and you put laxatives in my coffee

for weeks. - Those are some... dark days.

- Yeah, Grace, I'm good at grudges; you're not, OK?

This thing will eat you up way more than it does him.

- So you're saying he wins if I don't go?

(ambulance siren) - Act like I'm not here.

I just want to get the lowdown before I head home. Go ahead.

- Burns and Freeman, hit the ICU.

- You think?

- Colby, I want you and Naz in the ER.

And, Collins, take the Ward with Wolf.

Alright, everyone, listen up. Full moon shift sucks.

Regular people get weird,

and weird people get weirder. Who knows why?

Anyone?

- Because full moons are like astrological spotlights

illuminating hidden parts of ourselves.

- No. Because the Moon affects the tides,

and the human body is 60% water.

- That sounds made up. - Well, you can doubt it all you want,

but you can count on the fact that things are going

to get weird in here tonight.

So catch sleep when you can, stay caffeinated,

and be ready for anything. Go!

- I'm gonna head out,

but maybe you can check in with me periodically,

text quick email summary. - Uh, summarizing what exactly?

I've been overseeing the night shift six years;

I think I can handle it.

- I'll check in with you then.

Appreciate your cooperation, Damien.

- So how freaky do you think it's actually gonna be tonight?

Like, from zero to ten. Zero being

no freaky, ten being the worst possible freaky.

- Don't know, but we should really stop talking about this.

- You don't believe in things you can't see, do you?

- Do you?

- I mean, you know, better safe than sorry.

I can't afford to jinx myself, trust me.

Interesting. What's going on there?

- Uh, Candy is a lot,

and she seems to like me... a lot.

- Is Caro OK with that? - (Collins): I don't know.

She's an even bigger ghost than you these days.

Wolf?

- Ringo, do you mind?

- Sorry. I hate the quiet night shift.

Gives me the creeps, you know. - Yeah, I...

I'll buy you a nightlight.

(phone ringing) (indistinct chatter)

- Laugh it up. - Oh, I am.

- Hey, can I ask you something?

What's with the dresses I saw you with earlier?

The Naz I know would never sell her designer threads.

(snickering) - I never wear them,

and all they do is collect dust anyway.

- Hard making it on your own?

Don't know why you cut yourself off from your family fortune.

- Because I want to prove I can do it.

You know, this, life

on my own terms. (sighing)

(gentle piano music)

What? - Nothing.

- Oh, you still want to know what you said to me

when you drunk-dialled me, don't you?

- Nope.

- Angel Naharo, attempted suicide.

- Why do we think this is a suicide attempt?

- She was found in the bathroom with a reference library,

two empty bottles of ibuprofen in her bag. - OK, we need an IV!

- Starting an IV! - We're gonna need

multiple doses of activated charcoal,

and I want you to push sodium bicarbonate through

her IV fluids. - OK, I'm on it.

Angel?

Angel, you're OK, alright? We got you.

You're gonna be OK. You're alive.

- Of course I am. I'm invincible.

♪

(indistinct pop song playing)

- Pretty good, huh? - Alright.

I'm here, let's get this over with.

Oh, don't worry. I am not his girlfriend.

- Apparently, I'm not either.

- I'm sorry. Did I mess that up for you?

- Actually, you saved me.

I, uh, I went out with her last week,

and I couldn't remember her name.

- Endearing, really.

Can I get a Shirley Temple, please?

- Wow! Rip it up.

Make it two. I don't drink alone.

- So I'm here. Now what?

- You wanna play foosball?

- No. I don't play games. - Right.

I forgot who I was talking to.

- What's that supposed to mean? - Oh, well, you know, it's just

"Shirley," you don't really exude fun.

But it's OK 'cause my ex was a bit of a buzz kill too, so...

(indistinct pop song playing) - You know what?

Rack 'em up! - It's foosball, not pool.

You know, you don't have to do this to prove a point.

It's cool if you don't want to play.

- What I meant to say

is that I don't play unless it's for money.

- OK.

- (intercom): Code pink...

- Abscess, bed 10. Dr. West needs an IV started.

She's not... not weird.

- This is 'cause I said the whole water moon thing

was made up, isn't it? - Enjoy.

(cell phone ringing)

Hi, Kate.

Tell me you're not calling me from the parking lot.

- Hey. I'm Nurse Collins, Gerald Tuppins.

- And my plus-one. - I have

been asked to set up a main line IV;

that way, we don't have to keep sticking you with needles.

- I feel like I need to have my face amputated.

- Let's take a look.

Yeah, I'll see if the doctor can order you

something for the pain. - Nothing will cure the pain

of knowing I brought this on myself.

- A month ago, I was dating Amanda Riley.

Now, she's in the arms of another.

- Another...? - Xander Patterson.

He and Amanda were a part of my campaign.

I was supposed to be the master,

but Xander didn't get the memo, I guess.

Oh, I'm talking about a roleplaying game,

Dungeons & Dragons? - Oh! Cool.

- I had to cancel because of...

I cursed myself.

I wanted horrible things to happen to him.

I tried a necromancy spell

like... like for real.

- Right. You know,

I'm not sure how those things are connected, Gerald.

- Well, I am.

I messed with things beyond the scope of the known world.

No doctor can fix that.

- (Grace): Ooh, come on! - (Matteo): No!

- Ooh! Ah! Ooh, yeah!

Yes! I got it! - Oh, come on!

- Ohhhh!

Game, set, match.

(indistinct song playing)

- You hustled me, Knight. - You put up a good fight,

sort of. - Come on, best 4 out of 7.

- Nah. I gotta get going. - As long as you know

I let you win. - Uh, you did not let me win.

- Well, can't be sure unless we play another game and see. What do you say?

- ♪ I saw stranger things

- There's a kid in here.

(indistinct song playing)

Hi. This is a pretty adult place to be alone.

Where are your parents?

♪ - It's OK, buddy.

I'm Matteo and this is Grace.

What's your name?

- I'm Misha.

- Hi, Misha. What are you doing here?

- Got lost looking for the hospital.

- St. Mary's?

Why are you looking for the hospital? Are you hurt?

- She's asking 'cause we're nurses there.

If you need help, we can help you.

- It's not me, it's my grandfather.

He's at home.

He needs help. He keeps falling down.

- I'll call an ambulance. - No, I tried.

He won't go with them.

Will you look at him?

We don't live far. - You know, we should

probably call someone, buddy. Hey, what's your address?

- Never mind. I should go.

He'll be mad again. - No, no, no! Wait!

- Is this the first time you've attempted to take your life, Angel?

- Does it still count as a suicide attempt

if you can't actually die?

Hey, that's my bag. He can't do that.

What's he doing? - Hospital protocol. We can't leave

anything in your possession that you could hurt yourself with.

- Hey, my phone's almost dead;

what am I supposed to do without my charger?

- Hanging risk. Sorry.

- And what am I gonna do with that?

Powder myself to death? - No, but you could

break the mirror in this and cut yourself with it.

- Wow! You guys should have

your own suicide blog. You'd kill.

- Hmm!

- It wouldn't matter if I did any of that stuff anyway.

- Because you're invincible, right?

We'll be back in a second, Angel.

- Just me or does Angel actually believe she can't die?

- Yeah. That's why I'm thinking she has Cotard's syndrome.

- I thought Cotard's was a neuropsychiatric condition

that makes a patient think they're dead.

- Not always. In rare cases,

the patient can present with an invincibility delusion.

This is valacyclovir, used for cold sores.

Taken orally, some people experience

psychiatric side effects, including Cotard's.

I need blood results to get the whole picture.

- We can see if she has any family members. Maybe they'll know more?

- Good. In the meantime, I will put a rush on this blood work.

(crickets chirping)

- Oh, look! Look, there he is!

(knocking on door) Misha!

It's Grace and Matteo!

- We can't just stand out here all night waiting for an answer.

I'm calling someone. - No!

You heard what Misha said, his grandfather won't go.

(suspenseful music)

- No, go away! - We're here to help! Wait!

- Misha, hide! - Whoa! Grace, he's got a bat.

- You think you can rob us, huh? Get out of my house!

- Grandpa, no! I brought them here to help you!

- Oh! Oh! Ohhh... - Alright,

alright. - (Grace): It's OK. It's OK.

- (Misha): I told you! I told you he's sick.

- Someone call for a nurse?

- Shut the door, "Maggie May."

- What the hell is going on? - I said, "Shut the door." Now.

- Why are you doing this to me, Red?

- 'Cause he's in as deep as you are. Ain't that right, Red?

Deeper actually. - Look, we, uh...

we just gotta get through this together, kid,

or, uh-- - Or, like your friend knows

here, there will be dire consequences.

You two are screw-ups. This is your one chance

to get this right. He'll fill you in on the plan.

- What plan? - Well, that's the plan where you get to keep

being nurses here instead of patients.

- I'm a PSW-- - Oh, shut it!

Don't screw this up. I'll be waiting right here.

(indistinct chatter) - Oh!

Hey, Candy, they stuck you on nights too?

- It's a nice change. I feel like I get a better chance

to bond with my coworkers in the wee hours.

- Personally, I prefer a good nap to bonding.

- Is it why you've been avoiding me?

- Avoiding you? I... don't think

I've seen you today until... just now.

- Oh, OK. My mistake.

- Candy, I'd like you to meet Gerald.

He needs a scan.

Tell her, Gerald. - I cursed myself.

- With an abscess that's not healing.

Dr. West wants imaging. - I've already told you what's caused it.

- Right. Uh, Gerald believes he cursed himself

with some nerd spell over his crush's new dude.

- Well, belief is a powerful thing,

and negative thoughts can be just as potent as positive ones.

- See? I knew you two would hit it off.

Alright, text me when you're done with him. Bye!

- OK, bye.

- I can't steal drugs from lockup, I will lose my job.

- Night shift is the perfect time.

It's half the staff, and... most of them

are sleepwalking through the shift.

Are you gonna grab a side here? What's the deal?

All we gotta do

is get the key card to the drug cabinet.

- Right 'cause that's so easy. - Goldman is an ER doctor,

right? Dude sleeps like a log.

We slip in, get his card, go to the drug cabinet,

and then we slide on back in before he even knows it's gone.

- You say we but you mean me.

- I'm gonna be no good to you in there.

Listen, I'm gonna man the point, OK? Whatever, whatever

I gotta do, you know. I'll run interference if I have to.

- What's wrong? - Ugh!

- Hey, Red, what's wrong? ♪

They did that to you too?

Jesus, Red! How did you get involved with these guys?

- Markie was my dealer.

Back in the day, I had a habit I couldn't afford, and...

I needed a way to feed the beast.

- I didn't know. - Yeah, but now you do.

So what do you say, kiddo, huh?

Are you in?

are you having,

any trouble reading, concentrating?

(man speaking Russian)

- He says he's sorry he scared you.

- It's OK. (man speaking Russian)

- English, Grandpa.

- Da. This is a rough neighbourhood.

Last week, they broke into my neighbour's house.

When I saw you come in, I thought--

- Shouldn't have let ourselves in. - We were worried.

Misha told us that you've been sick, that you keep falling down.

- Is that how you banged your head up? - That's nothing.

- "Abraham Ivanov," are all those yours?

- Yeah. - Abraham, if you keep

having dizzy spells, you need to go to the hospital.

You may have a concussion. The only way we can help you is there.

- Since when does the government take care of its people, huh?

(outside dog barking)

- We're gonna do a blood work, so the doctor can run some tests.

- Which means you might be in here a while.

Anyone we can call for you? - No. Just me.

I'm not scared if that's what you're worried about.

- Of course not. You got it all under control.

You're omnipotent. - Omnipotence

is the ability to do anything.

Invincibility is being immortal.

It's not the same thing.

- Make a fist.

You're invincible/immortal, but a little needle prick hurt?

- I can feel pain, I just can't die.

- Well then, good luck living forever

'cause life is full of pain.

What?

Too dark?

- (Abraham): These are all natural remedies.

They're good for the health. I've been using them

for years. - Half this stuff is in Russian.

Any one of them could be causing his dizziness.

- We can't treat you here. I mean, we don't even fully know

what we're dealing with. - So go.

I can take care of myself.

♪

- Is that your wife? - Yes. Irina.

And this is Misha's mother, Mila, my daughter.

- They're lovely.

- It was very hard in Russia. It was a very bad time.

Irina got sick.

So after she died, we came here,

on our hands and knees,

but we made it.

- And your daughter Mila, where is she now?

- Sometimes, there's a sadness that follows a person.

It's deep inside them and never leaves.

So...

...so they leave us.

- That's why you won't go to the hospital?

- You're afraid that you won't be there for Misha.

I get that, Abraham, I really do,

but what happens if the next time you fall,

you don't get back up?

- Hey. Doctor's almost ready for your procedure.

I'll get you prepped. - No.

No way. Screw this! - Dr. West did

talk to you about what he found on your imaging, right?

- Oh, you mean, the foreign object he thinks

is lodged in here? - That's right. We need

to remove whatever is causing the infection.

- Would you go under the knife if you thought you were

cursed by dark energy? - OK.

You gotta... You gotta stop with this, dude. - If I allow myself

to be vulnerable in a surgical situation,

the curse could worsen. I could leave here without a limb.

- You keep giving me a hard time, and I might be the one who hacks it off.

Kidding. Kidding.

(Collins stuttering) OK.

What if we try to, like, reverse it?

I mean, there must be some sort of

reverse curse. - Well, you're referring

to a cleric's abjuration spell, I assume?

- Yeah. That.

- Ah. Well, that would be highly risky.

Could be catastrophic actually.

- So, we'll be careful. - You

overseeing a cleric's spell?

No. Not a chance. What about your friend who did my scan?

- Candy? - She's a true believer.

The only way I stay and try is if she's there.

(sighing) ♪

- Alright.

- OK, I'm gonna go find a doctor to do

a full blood work up, alright? - Misha, let's find a place to hang out, OK?

- Where are you taking my grandson?

- I'm gonna keep an eye on him, so Grace can focus on you.

- Misha, we're gonna take

good care of your grandfather, OK?

- Promise? - Pinky promise.

- Alright. Hey, let's get some broccoli or something. You like broccoli, right?

(ominous music) (light snoring)

(squeak)

- Oh, my God! You're kidding me?

(suspenseful music)

(clattering) (doctor moaning)

- (intercom): Code blue. - What are you doing?

- Uh... they need you in the ER.

- OK. Call Hooper.

Indicator enough that my eyes are closed? I'm on break.

- Right. He's... he's tied up

in, uh... up in Proctology.

There's an emergency. It's what...

It's messy, sir, and he's on that unless you want--

- No. I'm awake, I'm awake.

(groaning)

- Well, Burke, you're a sly son of a bitch, huh?

You really think you could f--- me over like that?

Your shoes!

You slipped them off 'cause you wanted to have a nap,

and we both know you're not supposed to be in here.

- Oh, God, that is exactly what I was doing.

You... you got me.

- Well, what are you waiting for?

- You want me to take a nap?

- Get out. - Right.

- Get out!

(door closing)

- Uh, bloody full moon.

(sighing)

- Blood work's at the lab, results should be back soon.

- I already got 'em. Angel's blood panel doesn't indicate the presence

of valacyclovir. - So it's not Cotard's syndrome?

- I don't think so. I'm still trying to track down

her medical history. - Which means we don't know

if this is a physiological or psychological issue.

- Right on the money, Nurse Colby.

- So what's causing this delusion that she's invincible?

- That's what we have to find out.

Where is she? - She was just here.

Naz, where the hell is Angel?

- I'm sorry, I... I was pulled away by another patient.

- Call the code yellow. We have to find her

before she hurts herself again.

- One moment I'm pinky promising

his grandson that I'm gonna take care of him,

and the next thing I know he's circling the drain.

- It's OK, you did the right thing paging me.

I do think he needs a bit more oxygen, please.

OK, let's go.

- Where are you taking me? What's going on?

- Abraham, were any of the natural remedies

that you use colloidal silver? - Yes.

For my stomach. - Hey, hold on. How did you know that?

- I didn't. But his serum creatinine levels

came back through the roof. - And high doses of colloidal--

- Silver over long unmonitored periods of time

can shut down the kidneys. - Right.

It's a good catch, Grace. OK, we need to get you

to dialysis, Mr. Ivanov. Right away.

- And if that doesn't work?

- You may need a kidney transplant.

- Please, don't tell Misha,

it would make him very afraid. - I won't.

And don't worry, I'm gonna be right by your side the whole time.

- Look, I know your Records department

is closed. I'm asking you to open it.

- Tell him it's an emergency. - We have a code yellow here,

and your patient records may help us figure out where she's gone.

OK. No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Let me... let...

Has anyone ever told you that you got a beautiful voice?

♪ You would slay

at karaoke.

You do, huh?

- (whispering): Are you trying to hook up right now?

- Yes. Yes, Angel Naharo.

No. Of course, I'll hold. Thank you, Sabrina.

Maybe you're the one who should be called Angel.

You know what I'm talking about? - That was painful.

- It worked, didn't it?

- We don't know that yet. - Wait for it.

Yeah. You got it? (sigh of relief)

OK, thank you.

Oh, she does?

Wow. No, no, that really helps.

Thank you so much.

(hanging up the phone) - What is it?

- Angel isn't invincible, Naz.

She's terminal.

- "Great powers of day and night.

"The great...

(Gerald whispering indistinctly) - I don't understand you.

You avoid me like the plague, and now you want my help?

- I thought you'd enjoy the bonding time.

- Oh. - Also, Gerald requested you.

- So it's not coming from you.

- Look, Candy, I'm not

avoiding you, I just... You...

You can be a bit intense. - Well, I will try

to dial back on the kindness. - Silence!

This is serious!

I don't have all the arcana committed to memory yet.

I fear I can't do this without my reference text.

- We're gonna do that for you. I looked up the thing you said.

- The abjuration spell. - Yeah, that, and I looked up

some stuff online, so we are going to abjure

the living hell out of you, Gerry. Hold up the mirror.

♪ OK.

Gerald, command the negative energy

to leave you. And then hit this part.

- OK. OK.

Negative energy, I command you

to go! Great powers of day and night,

protect me with all your might.

Great... Everybody, chant with me now.

- (all): Great powers of day and night,

protect me with all your might. - (women): Great powers

of day and night, protect me... - It's working! I can feel it!

- The hell's going on in here?! I thought I told you to prep

your patient for procedure. - Uh, yeah.

I know it sounds crazy, but that's actually what I'm doing.

- It is. It totally is. - Well, look who's full mooning now.

Now blow that candle out before you set off the sprinkler system.

(cell phone ringing and buzzing) And before you get me fired.

Ms. Faulkner. - This is all my fault.

- Not your fault. You have more than one patient to look after.

- I wasn't with a patient, Keon. I was...

I was begging the phone company not to cut my service off.

- What?! - I'm broke, Keon.

I'm selling my clothes 'cause...

I need the money to eat.

- I thought you were on top of things.

- I've been lying to you guys. - Why?

- Because I know how much you all look up to me. Ha!

(Naz sniffles.)

Fine, I...

...I didn't want you to know that I needed the help, OK?

- But that's what friends are for.

To lean on. You know that, right?

Looks like you're not the only one who needs

someone to lean on right now.

- Angel.

You're...

...here.

- Staring at a dead guy.

- I wanted to see where they take you.

- Listen, we spoke to your hospital in Michigan.

We got your full medical history.

So let's talk.

- When I was 21,

I was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour.

One year to live.

And yet, here I am.

The doctors gave me two years.

Then three. And every time,

I lived.

But they still couldn't fix me.

So while my friends were starting their lives,

I was waiting for mine to end.

It never happened.

So I started telling myself it was 'cause I was invincible.

- And you stopped going to the doctor? - Hard to feel invincible

when a neurologist keeps reminding you

that your time's almost up.

- So you did try to kill yourself?

- I want to be the one who says when I go.

Not this monster in my head.

- It's been a long time since you've consulted a doctor;

medicine advances all the time.

- Spare me.

I've heard it all before. - Not from her, you haven't.

And she's very convincing. Naz is right,

and our neural team's the best in the country.

- Doesn't mean they can help me. - It also doesn't mean that they can't.

♪

Think they'll find a way to fix her?

- I don't know, but I do know they'll do everything they can to try.

- Well, maybe I should go in next.

They can find a way to fix my problems too.

♪

- They're not here.

- Well, Gerald, looks like you were right all along:

you did do this to yourself.

Dr. West found this embedded in the facies.

It looks like bone.

- Oh no.

My bone dagger.

I tried using it to drain my abscess.

- A piece of it must have broken off, and it's a good thing we found it.

You'll need to change the dressing

every day. Acetaminophen four times daily.

I... wrote it all down for you.

- She was right to dump me.

I... I may be a master at roleplaying games,

but... I'm crap at playing myself.

- No, no. No, you're not.

I mean, not totally. Look, Gerald, why...

why would you want to be with someone who doesn't to be with you?

- Because nobody got me like she did.

She sees me.

Or... saw me.

Now she sees Xander.

Like, probably a lot of him.

- You're worried he has a bigger bone dagger than you?

- Not funny.

OK, kind of funny.

- Look, Gerald,

you can't force someone to like you,

or spend time with you if they don't want to.

It has to be on their terms.

Otherwise, they'll start to resent you.

Take my word for it.

OK?

(tense music)

- In there. - (Red): OK, carefully!

The floor is wet. My doctor just...

Just give me a second. ♪

- Hey. - Hey.

Abraham's gonna need more dialysis.

I'm trying to figure out something for Misha until then.

- Grace, Abraham can't take care of a child in his state.

- Misha needs to be with family.

- Look, I like a happy ending as much as you,

but I grew up with someone I couldn't count on,

so I know what I'm talking about here.

- Yeah, so do I. My dad was a deadbeat,

and my mom, well, I couldn't count on her either.

So if anyone knows how to work the system, it's me.

Now if you'll excuse me-- - No, Grace--

- You don't fix a family by pulling it apart!

We promised Abraham he could trust us.

- Except it's not up to us.

♪ (indistinct chatter)

- There was a guy in here, where did he go?

- The one with the dark hair? I kicked him out

when he couldn't tell me who he was here visiting.

Why, you know him?

- Burke, you're not in here tonight, which means you should

be somewhere else, no? - Yeah. No, I know.

I, uh... I'll be right back. Everything's cool.

- Wolf, hey. Are you OK?

- Yeah, sure. I just need to get something from my car.

- No, not that way. Emergency doors are for that

exactly: emergencies.

You don't have a car. (ambulance siren)

Wolf, seriously, stop! - Ah!

- I think you better come with me.

(machine beeping) - Hi.

(mechanical ventilation)

- How's Misha? Is he eating?

I need to see him.

- Abraham, I know how much you love your grandson,

but you can't do this on your own. Not anymore.

- I can't lose him.

- I know.

I'll advocate for you. I promise you that.

(machine beeping) - Why are you helping me

so much? - Because I know how it feels

to have someone count on you,

and I know how much it can hurt to be let down

by the people you love.

(sighing)

You know what the best part of tonight was?

- What? - When you almost hit

Matteo with the baseball bat. (both laughing)

(snorting) - I'm sorry.

- No, it was great.

- Faulkner's on her way.

You know you can get fired for this, right?

Was it worth it? Come on, Wolf, talk to me!

What the hell were you doing down there?! - What do you want me to say?

- If you're an addict,

you can't get help until you admit it.

Look, I've seen this before.

I can help you, but you gotta let me in.

- I'm not an addict.

I was trying to get clear of something.

Now, I'm... I'm gonna lose everything.

- Let's say for a minute that you are an addict.

Hospital policy says,

as long as you report it

and seek treatment,

you can't be terminated.

- Seriously? - But first, you gotta

admit that you have a problem.

So I'm gonna ask you again.

Do you have a problem with drugs

that the chain of command of this hospital

should be aware of?

♪

- Yeah.

I guess I'm an addict.

- Sit tight.

- Thanks for the call.

- Yeah, well, I figured after all your calls,

I owed you one back. - Hmm.

- Kate...

I get that you care about this place.

A lot. I respect it.

- But?

- Just don't forget that he's the future of it, OK?

- I'm gonna request that we not work

the same shifts anymore. - Candy, you don't have to--

- I heard you talking to Gerald about forcing

someone to be in your life who you don't want to be there.

- Oh, I wasn't talking about you.

- Good night. Morning.

Whatever. - Wait, Candy, hey.

I wasn't talking about you.

I was talking about my girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend. I don't know. She...

I'm the one forcing myself onto her in this situation,

which totally sucks by the way.

- Do you want to talk about it?

- There's nothing to talk about.

She hasn't... officially said anything,

it's just kind of a feeling.

I guess. I don't know.

Whatever. Who cares, right?

- You know, you don't always have to act so tough.

- Yeah, well, you don't always have to act

so annoyingly nice, so...

- Ashley, you know it's her loss, right?

(elevator ding) - Thanks.

(machine beeping)

- LITT? What's that?

- Laser interstitial thermal therapy.

It's a focused therapy laser

that targets hard-to-reach areas

without injuring healthy tissue.

Dr. Turner can explain it all when he gets here.

- Dr. Turner is one of the most highly regarded neurologists in the field.

- Dr. Niven here pulled some strings.

- Yeah. We used to date. Trust me, he owes me one.

- You think he'll be able to fix me?

- I don't know.

But you've spent long enough thinking you're dead.

Maybe it's time to start living.

- And maybe you'll turn out to be invincible after all.

- The social worker's here

to talk to Abraham. I thought you'd want to know.

- So...

Shirley Temples were a bust. (Grace chuckling)

Can I try and make it up to you later? - Actually,

you can make it up to me now.

That stuff I told you before about my family,

no one here knows, OK? I wanna keep it that way.

- You got it. Pinky promise.

- (Keon): You see how it accentuates my neck?

See? Just take a look. Just, you know, just take your time.

Peruse a little. Alright. (indistinct chatter)

- What are you doing?! - Oh, this is cool! That looks so good!

- That's definitely... - It looks so good on you.

- Oh my.

- You needed help, so...

I helped. I told you that's what friends do.

And look, I can sell ice cream

at an IBS convention. (Naz chuckling)

- Keon...

...why would you do this for me?

- Because...

...I wanted you to feel gratitude, so you'd share some information.

- What you said when you called me?

- Yeah. That.

- Oh! (both chuckling)

We're fine. Haha! I'm...

You were very... happy.

Hahaha! You went on and on

about how much you love your work, your family--

- That was it?

- Yeah, that was it. Why?

You think you said something more maybe?

- I just... figured I must have called you for a reason.

- Well, you did.

Because we're friends.

(women chatting indistinctly)

- Shall we? (Naz chuckling)

Alright, so 1 for 160;

300, that will give you 2 lovely pieces.

- (woman): Sometimes, the only thing that keeps us

moving through the darkness is knowing

there's someone waiting for us on the other side.

No matter how long it takes us to get

to them... ♪

...or if the road there is a bumpy one... - ♪ Don't stop

- ...that makes us stumble along the way...

- ♪ Keep running 'cause you have to ♪

- ...what we find in the shadows, in all the pain

and confusion is the map,

the way back to the light

when we're finally ready to see it.

(theme music)

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