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- Robin, look at me. - No!

Robin. No, no, no, no!

No!

Robin, do you know where you are?

- Help me. - Her symptoms,

they're not consistent

with a psychiatric disorder.

A tumor?

So I was crazy.

Your dad's hardly left your side.

His name is Jack Kellogg.

Behavior indicates a malignant narcissist.

He threaten to hurt anybody?

Is Dr. Charles ready to see me?

He had a family emergency.

Tell him that I'm not going to be treated this way.

- Dr. Charles. - Mr. Kellogg?

Daniel. You secured the gun?

- Yes, ma'am. - Check him.

Daniel. Daniel, I'm here.

- Oh, God. - It's okay.

It's okay.

Do you know who I am?

Uh, Sharon.

Yes, yes. Do you know where you are?

- Uh, Med. - Yes, that's right.

- That's right. - He's alive.

But heavy scalp bleeding.

What the hell happened?

He got shot in the abdomen.

- He's lost a lot of blood. - Baghdad.

No, we're going straight to the OR.

Tell them we're on our way up.

Hang on, Daniel. Stay with me.

We're going to take good care of you, Dr. Charles.

Stay with me, Daniel.

- Synced and corrected by medvidecek007 - - www.addic7ed.com -

So, it's been a few months.

How are you feeling overall?

You know, pretty good. Really, pretty good.

I might get a little tired towards

the end of the day, but uh...

You could have taken a little bit more time off.

I was going nuts.

How are you doing emotionally?

Hey, who's the shrink here?

I'm doing fine, thank you. Thank you for asking.

So you had some pain when I palpated your abdomen.

So I'd like you to get a CT and a CBC with white count

and make sure that you don't have an abscess.

Can't do it today.

It's actually Jack Kellogg's trial,

and I'm testifying. Oh, crap.

Boy. Guy could've died.

It would've made everybody's life a little easier, huh?

Please tell Robin that I'm truly sorry

that I can't be there when you bring her home.

Yeah, sure.

- Thank you, Doctor. - Not a worry.

Dr. Reese, Dr. Charles left,

said you should do rounds without him.

He doesn't know when they're

gonna call him in to testify.

It is awful he has to relive that night.

- Yeah. Right. - As long as it helps

put that schmuck away.

The hubris, trying to get off

- with an insanity plea. - Yes.

It's ironic, isn't it?

By saving lives, we put our own in jeopardy.

- I guess. - You know,

nothing's been done to improve security.

We need a police presence here,

both inside and outside the E.D.

I'm all for cops, Dr. Stohl,

but the people you most need to worry about,

they're not afraid of guns.

Which reminds me, what do you

want to about your gunshot,

- Mr. Jameson? - The wound is through

and through, not serious.

He needs some in-home care,

but there's no reason for him

to be taking up space here.

- Discharge him. - All right.

Hey.

- Natalie! - Hi.

We thought we lost you for good.

Why? It was just a little sabbatical.

We didn't hear from you for three months.

I'm sorry. I should have called.

I just got caught up with family stuff.

Dr. Halstead.

Look who decided to come back.

Hey, Nat.

Hey.

Good to see you.

- You too. - Uh-oh.

You're gonna have to catch up later. Incoming.

Welcome home.

Brian Cutler, early 40s.

High speed crash, prolonged extrication,

unresponsive, unable to intubate.

- You're going to Trauma 3. - GCS 5,

heart rate 78, BP is 120 over palp.

- His wife is right behind us. - Natalie, take the husband?

- Doris, Noah with me. - Yep.

- Brian. Brian. - Judith Cutler,

- GCS 15, vitals stable. - My husband, Brian.

- Seatbelt sign on her right neck. - Go to trauma one.

It's okay. He's being treated. I'm Dr. Halstead.

- I said terrible things. - I'm going to take good care of you.

- Oh, God. Brian. - Monique, let's go.

On my count, one, two, three.

All right, Doris, take over bagging.

I need to intubate. 100 of sux, 20 of etomidate.

- FAST him, Dr. Sexton. - Yes, ma'am.

And also I need a chest x-ray.

Yes, Doctor, flying in.

All right.

We were fighting. He didn't see the other car.

Mrs. Cutler, are you always this hoarse?

What? Uh, no.

That seatbelt sign.

Chest wall tenderness.

Hey, I want a 4-vessel CT angiogram

with laryngeal cuts and a CT c-spine,

chest, abdomen, pelvis.

Right.

Help Brian. The things I said...

I didn't mean them. Have to tell him I'm sorry.

Don't worry. We're taking good

care of him. You'll see him soon.

FAST is clear.

I'm in.

Chest is clear.

All right, let's send him up to CT for a panscan.

You have to tell him. Have to tell him

- All right. - Have to tell him.

You'll still experience some

symptoms of the encephalitis

but to a lesser and lesser degree.

- What kind of symptoms? - Memory loss,

phonemic paraphasia: Substituting "Ken"

for "pen," that kind of thing.

You might also experience

sleep issues, hypersomnia.

Impulsivity, disinhibition,

irritability.

Sounds great, huh?

Look, nothing a vintage bottle

of Clicquot can't fix, right?

Champagne? No. Alcohol is definitely contraindicated.

You'll still be on Prednisone, Ativan,

Geodon, Trileptal, and Labetalol,

and you'll be receiving bi-weekly at-home

- immunoglobulin infusions. - Nice.

Can I get some of that?

Thank you, Sarah. I get the picture.

Okay. I'll check in with you.

You know what would make me

feel better than champagne?

I'm with you.

Yeah, sorry, we can't lock the door.

Well, we'll be home in a couple of hours.

Yeah, but who wants to wait?

Yeah.

Dr. Manning.

It's good to have you back.

Thanks, Ms. Goodwin. Glad to be back.

Sent the husband for a panscan.

- Wife's getting a CT, too. - Good.

Enjoy your sabbatical?

Yeah.

It's good to get away,

gives you perspective on things.

Oh, yeah?

There was a lot going on here.

I had a lot to think about.

Hey, Sarah. Ha ha.

Where you going? I got us some sliders.

Courthouse. I want to be there

- when Dr. Charles testifies. - Oh, right, right.

I get it. Moral support.

Yeah, he's the reason I went into psychiatry.

Dr. Charles taught me everything I know.

Yeah, he's kind of like your dad getting shot.

My dad? Okay, my dad. I have not

seen my dad since I was six.

There's no comparison

between him and Dr. Charles.

Dr. Charles, can you identify the man

who shot you the night of May 11th?

Uh, yes. He's sitting

right there, Jack Kellogg.

We're all very grateful you pulled through, Dr. Charles.

There's certainly no one here would blame you

for wanting to see Mr. Kellogg pay for the physical and

emotional distress he's caused you.

Now, just a few weeks before Mr. Kellogg shot you,

- he'd been a patient of yours, right? - Yes.

And at that time,

his actions and his behavior

warranted enough concern to place him

on a 72-hour psychiatric hold for further observation.

- That's right. - So you were aware

that Mr. Kellogg was a severely troubled man?

Yes. Yes, I was.

The jury's already heard testimony

from some other experts who claim

that Mr. Kellogg's mental state

does not meet the threshold

of what would be considered legally insane.

But they weren't able to evaluate him

until well after the incident, correct?

That's correct.

And they weren't there in the moment

when Mr. Kellogg shot you and

- then himself, were they? - No. They were not.

Then would you say

they're qualified to evaluate Mr. Kellogg?

No. In fact, I wouldn't.

With all due respect to my colleagues,

I feel that I am uniquely qualified to answer

the question at hand which is

what was Jack Kellogg's mental state

at the time that he fired those bullets.

And I believe

that he was legally insane

at that time.

So, in your expert medical opinion...

I think that Jack Kellogg should be

declared not guilty by reason of insanity.

Thank you, Dr. Charles.

Hey.

Why would you perjure yourself up there?

I didn't perjure myself.

You said that Jack Kellogg is legally insane.

We both evaluated him,

and we concurred that he was, and I quote,

"a malignant narcissist with overt sadistic impulses."

Toxic, yes, and in definite need of treatment,

but not something that rises

to the definition of legal insanity.

Sarah, I revised my diagnosis.

Why? And why didn't you tell me?

Because Mr. Kellogg began to present

with definitive signs of dissociation and paranoia.

In other words, after he shot me,

it occurred we might have missed

some underlying psychotic disorder.

You said he hid the gun in his pocket.

Concealing it alone suggest

an awareness of impropriety.

You want to know why I didn't tell you? It's cause of this.

You're emotional about the shooting.

And while I very much appreciate

the sentiment behind that, really I do,

I also think it's affected your objectivity.

Objectivity? You think you're being objective?

Look, I got to get back in there for cross.

You know how you can help me?

Go back to the hospital and treat patients.

Okay? I'll be back at the end of the day,

and we'll talk some more.

It started a couple of weeks ago

with a headache and next thing I know

he's fiery like a furnace.

101.

Hey, Ryan, I'm Dr. Choi.

So I hear this has been going on a few weeks?

I know I should have brought him in sooner.

I got laid off last year, and we lost our coverage.

Everything is out-of-pocket right now,

so until I'm working again...

Sorry about this, Mom.

Honey, I told you there is nothing to be sorry about.

It's okay, Ryan. Dr. Choi will fix you right up.

- April, let's get a CBC, CMP. - Oh, no.

Not again.

Also start him on fluids.

And Doris, grab some towels.

- Let's clean this up, okay? - Yeah.

So I picked up roast chicken and some hummus,

unless you want to unpack first?

I got a better idea.

- I guess lunch can wait. - Mm-hmm.

Okay, good news.

Abdomen and pelvis scans were clean.

Your laryngeal CT did indicate some mild swelling,

but your arteries look good.

No damage to the major vessels.

Hi.

Hey.

Mrs. Cutler, I'm Dr. Manning.

I've been treating your husband Brian.

- Can I see him? - He's still unconscious.

The panscan showed his spine, chest, and belly were clear.

However, his head CT showed

diffuse bilateral intraparenchymal bleeding.

I'm afraid we're talking about a bleed in the brain.

Oh, God.

This is not something we can resolve surgically.

So we've taken your husband to the ICU.

The hope is that we can control the bleeding

and the pressure enough so that he will wake up.

He has to.

Please, I...

I have to tell him I'm sorry.

I said such horrible things.

Mrs. Cutler, since you're still hoarse,

I've just paged the ENT to scope your larynx

just to make sure there's no damage to

your vocal chords. As soon as we do that,

we're gonna take you up to see your husband.

Thank you. Thank you.

What was that all about? Tell him she's sorry?

Yeah. they were having a fight

when the accident occurred.

She's afraid she won't get the chance to...

Tell him how she really feels.

Were you aware that Dr. Charles was testifying

- in Kellogg's defense? - I found out today.

Dr. Charles wants him remanded

to a psychiatric facility.

Which means he won't go to jail.

That's absurd. The man came here and

tried to kill a medical health professional

because he wanted attention.

Well, I'm as upset as you are.

I'm the one who found him bleeding on the sidewalk.

Jack Kellogg is a devious sociopath.

He'll con his way out of a mental institution

and be back on the streets. We have a responsibility,

a public responsibility,

to make sure that doesn't happen.

Unfortunately, Dr. Reese,

there's nothing you or I can do.

It's up to the jury.

Help! He can't breathe.

Heart rate's spiking, statting at 88%.

- Get him on oxygen. - Got it.

All right, breath sounds diminished on the left.

- Give me the ultrasound. - Yes, Doctor.

Hey, hey. Why don't we wait outside, okay?

Left side's full of fluid.

Let's give him four morphine and two of versed.

We need to get in a chest tube now.

Lidocaine?

- Need the tube, now! - Got it.

Stats are coming up. He's stabilizing.

April, let's get a blood sample for cultures,

and Doris, when you finish taping the tube in place,

get that pus off the wall before

environmental services has a fit.

I'm sick of this.

Getting stuck with the dirty work.

Cleaning up pus and vomit

- while you get to run labs. - What?

Just 'cause you and Ethan are sleeping together.

Excuse me?

Mr. Wilson.

A little short of breath?

Afraid so.

- Let's get him on a nasal cannula. - Yes, Doctor.

Dr. Bardovi, the patient's cardiac index

is 1.8 by Fick. What would you suggest?

Increase dobutamine from 3

to 4 to improve cardiac output.

Correct.

Mr. Wilson, we'll be back to check on you later.

Thank you, Dr. Latham.

So, any thoughts?

Normal presentation of non-compaction syndrome.

The patient's in non-ischemic heart failure.

- And? - With his tachycardia,

we can't increase inotropic support

without risking cardiogenic shock.

That gives us, at best,

a few more days to find him a new heart.

Unfortunately, yes.

Carry on.

Dr. Bekker.

Busy day. How are we progressing?

I completed my valve replacement,

triple bypass is being prepped now,

and Dr. Rhodes' pulmonary thrombectomy

is set for this afternoon.

Robin was discharged this morning.

Dr. Rhodes will be here as soon as he gets her settled.

You know, Dr. Latham, I'm thinking

my bypass patient is stable.

In fact, he could probably use another day or two

- for his heart to rest. - And?

Pulmonary thrombectomy, that's a difficult procedure.

With everything Dr. Rhodes is dealing with today,

I could take some of the pressure off

and perform his thrombectomy.

With your permission, of course.

That's very considerate of you.

We're a team.

Hm.

Yes. Take the thrombectomy.

I'm sure Dr. Rhodes will appreciate it.

Oh, come... do you really have to go?

It's a pulmonary thrombectomy.

It's not something you see every day.

That's a high-profile case.

Did you have to wrestle Cruella for it?

Ava Bekker?

No, it hasn't quite come to that yet.

- You want to wrestle with me? - Ohh...

Well, that is very, very tempting.

But I really do have to go.

- Come on, it will be quick. - No.

I wish I could.

You know, I never understood why women in movies

have sex on kitchen tables.

It just... it seems so uncomfortable to me, but...

I don't know.

Maybe we ought to try it.

See what we've been missing out on, right?

What's the matter?

I shouldn't be late tonight.

Connor.

You'd tell me if something were wrong, wouldn't you?

Robin, don't worry.

Maggie. I need some help here.

Barry, what's going on?

Dr. Stohl discharged this patient.

Mr. Jameson, are you okay? What happened?

- Nothing. - I couldn't leave him at home.

- Why not? - First off,

his brother was supposed to be there

to take care of him. He wasn't.

Couldn't get away from work so he's coming tomorrow.

Number two, there's guys hanging around

waiting to pop him again. He needs his brother as back-up.

- For real. - Garfield Park.

And there's no place else for you to

go until your brother gets there?

But...

Okay, 24 hours.

That's all you have, okay?

- I'll be back for him tomorrow. - You better be.

- Could use something to eat. - What?

Hey, Reese, I need to ask you something.

You mentioned disinhibition, impulsivity

as things that Robin might experience.

Can you get a little more specific for me?

Impulse buying, gambling,

maybe hypersexuality,

- hyperphagia... - Hypersexuality?

Are you concerned about Robin?

Yeah, of course I'm concerned.

You're sure that she was ready to be discharged?

- Yes. - You're confident about that?

I am, and if my opinion isn't good enough,

her neurologist and internist both concurred, okay?

I am trying to figure out

if I'm dealing with Robin or her antibodies here.

Look, if you're not up to

- managing her care, we can find... - I am.

I'll talk to my husband about that and

we'll see if we can do it on Thursday.

- Beth, where're you going? - We've got a case.

Oh, they gave it to another team.

The patient's already in surgery.

Dr. Latham.

The pre-op team said

that my pulmonary thrombectomy

was already taken to surgery. I don't understand.

Dr. Bekker kindly offered to take the case. I okayed it.

Why?

With Robin's discharge this morning,

Dr. Bekker thought you'd be relieved

to have such a difficult procedure taken off your plate.

Really? How considerate of her.

Ah, that's what I said.

It's gratifying, Dr. Rhodes,

to see the two of you working so well together.

Yeah.

Dr. Choi, Ryan's labs came back.

White count of 16,000 with a left shift,

plus bicarbs are up... He's dehydrated.

Let's give him another liter of fluid

and check on his gram stain.

Um...

Doris thinks we're sleeping together.

She does?

Did you say something?

- No. - Ethan.

April.

I swear I didn't say a word.

Hey, if it's out, great.

No, don't.

Come on.

Why do we have to keep sneaking around?

Because you're a doctor. I'm a nurse.

Not the first time this ever happened.

Exactly.

I do not want to be that clich�.

Is that what you think of us?

No.

But other people will.

Who cares?

That's really easy for you to

say 'cause you're the doctor.

Someone help my son!

Somebody help my son.

He's having a seizure. April, push 2 of Ativan.

On it, 2 of Ativan.

He's burning up. We need to get

him upstairs for a head CT now.

- April, let's move. - Okay, here we go.

What is happening to my son?

Ma'am, I promise you, we're going to find out.

Intracranial pressure's way up.

Henry, 5 of morphine.

BP's spiking.

Heart rate's down to 42.

Cushing's response.

Give him another 70 of Mannitol.

Will, his pupils are blown.

Run a *** and hyperventilate him.

Will, we've lost him.

Damn it.

We maxed out on his meds.

There was nothing we could do.

I know.

- Dr. Manning. - Yeah?

I understand you just lost a patient

to an intraparenchymal bleed.

Yes, Brian Cutler.

And we're about to inform his wife.

Ah, well, there's something I need you to ask her.

Can I go see my husband now?

Mrs. Cutler, I'm afraid we have some very bad news.

- Your husband. - Oh, my God...

We were unable to control the bleeding in his brain.

He suffered what we call herniation.

That's when pressure on the brain cuts off blood supply.

Brian is...

He's brain dead.

Unfortunately, it's irreversible.

Oh, no. No, no, no, no.

We're very sorry.

But I... I never told him...

- No... no... - Mrs. Cutler.

We know this is a terrible time for you,

but we need to ask.

Your husband was not registered as an organ donor.

This can't be happening.

There's a young man in this hospital

who needs your husband's heart,

but we need your consent.

Brian.

Mrs. Cutler,

your husband's heart will save this young man's life,

and the sooner we act, the better.

May we have your permission?

- Yes. - Thank you.

- This is my case. - Was your case.

- And I don't need to your assistance. - And you open him up?

I had him scheduled for interventional radiology.

To resect a saddle embolus?

No, that would have been a great idea

if you were trying to kill him.

You poached my case and now you changed the procedure.

Dr. Rhodes. Outside now.

Please.

I can make better use of your time than kibitzing

- with Dr. Bekker - Dr. Latham...

She is eminently skilled and qualified

to perform the thrombectomy.

- Yeah. - We have a patient

in cardiac failure.

A heart has just been procured

for transplantation, but it presents

a significant size mismatch.

So you will have to completely reconstruct

both the in and outflow tracks.

No. You will have to reconstruct them.

It's your case.

Dr. Charles, prosecution's calling a rebuttal witness.

What do I need to know about Sarah Reese?

What?

Tell me your own resident

isn't here to poke holes in your testimony.

So you also treated the defendant, Mr. Kellogg.

- Yes, I did. - Dr. Reese,

is it safe to say that you disagree with Dr. Charles?

Yes.

We want to believe

that the only thing that can explain

aberrant behavior is some sort of insanity.

But even in my short time as a psychiatric resident,

I've found that that's not always the case.

And it is certainly not the case with Mr. Kellogg.

- Lying bitch! - Sit down.

You're a lying bitch.

Deputies restrain the defendant.

Let me go. You're a liar. A damn liar!

- Mr. Kellogg control yourself! - Let go!

You're a liar!

- Order in this court! - You'll pay for this.

Get off of me.

Get off of me.

Off of me.

You're a liar!

Let go of me. Get off of me!

You're a liar, damn it!

Ryan has an infection in his brain?

It's called a subdural abscess.

He contracted an infection, and as it spread,

a small collection of pus was walled-off inside his brain.

How does this happen?

We're hoping you might be able to help us answer that.

Mrs. Potter, can you think of anywhere Ryan

may have been exposed to a fungus or parasite?

Did Ryan go camping?

Possibly swimming in a lake or river.

No. Nothing like that.

Any dental work?

We haven't been to the dentist in ages.

Never. It's too expensive.

Severe tooth decay on the left posteriors.

Small abrasion on the surface of the gums.

Could have allowed bacteria to enter the

bloodstream and travel to his brain.

Am I going to be okay?

We'll start you on antibiotics,

but you'll likely need surgery

to drain the abscess.

I'll get you a referral for an oral surgeon.

How could this happen?

He never even complained of a toothache.

Mr. Jameson, why are you still here?

Uh, there was an issue.

- Maggie. - Yes.

Why is Mr. Jameson sipping on a juice box in my E.D.?

He couldn't be left at home.

Maggie, we are not running a hotel here.

But if he goes home by himself,

he could get shot again.

However unfortunate that situation may be,

it is not our problem.

We treat 'em, we street 'em. That's what we do.

Treat 'em and street 'em is fine

for people who live on your street.

Not his.

- Maggie, I'm not... - Dr. Stohl.

You're rightfully concerned about

someone getting shot in the E.D.

but what about the people who live

with that kind of thing every day?

I cannot correct society's ills.

I patch people up.

Now discharge Mr. Jameson.

So you got plans tonight? You and Dr. Choi?

Why you trying to start something?

Am I wrong, April?

You're not sleeping together?

Yes, you're wrong.

Don't blame my mom.

She didn't know.

It was just a toothache.

I shouldn't have kept it a secret.

Just a toothache?

I can't imagine how much that hurt.

She's always worried about money.

I didn't want to worry her more.

- It's my fault. - No.

You did what you thought was best.

I know what you're thinking.

About secrets.

All I'm thinking is that's one brave kid.

Our secret...

It's up to you, April.

I want you to be comfortable.

You said you'd keep him 24 hours.

The Chief of Department said no.

- You have to go home. - He's helpless.

They'll kill him.

What do you want me to do?

Maggie.

Bring the patient over here.

You feel that?

Yeah.

Push your foot against my hand.

Can you feel that now?

Um, no.

I suspect there may be nerve damage

we didn't pick up earlier.

I'd like to admit Mr. Jameson

for inpatient physical and occupational therapy.

Hm.

Robin. Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I was thinking about this afternoon and...

You just seemed...

I don't know.

Everything's good with us right?

Uh, yeah, everything's good.

So, I'm just being paranoid.

Do you know what, never mind.

Don't... don't answer that.

Um, if you want I could look pasta for dinner tonight.

You mean "cook"?

Cook, yes.

Cook pasta.

Honey.

Are you taking your meds?

Yes, I'm taking my meds. Wha...

I'll be home before long, okay?

Okay.

I hear you one-upped me.

Heart transplant with a significant size mismatch.

That looks good on the CV.

Guess you have me to thank,

taking that thrombectomy off your hands.

Ava, I'm really not in the mood.

You should go home and get some sleep.

Oh, there you are Dr. Reese.

You'll be happy to know that Mr. Kellogg was found guilty.

I'm not happy, but I am satisfied with that verdict.

He'll still receive treatment in jail.

Through the Department of Corrections?

You have any idea what their success rate is?

In that environment?

His chances of rehabilitation are practically nil.

Not that it really matters, because more than likely

his temper will get him killed within a week.

Those outburst are an act

calculated to convince you he's crazy.

Is that what he was doing?

Dr. Reese, I've been evaluating

psychiatric patients for more than 30 years.

Is it conceivable to you that

I might have more insight

into his behavior than you do?

Daniel.

Give us a moment, Dr. Reese.

Daniel.

You recruited her

because you liked that she thought for herself.

Don't hold that against her now.

Sharon, Kellogg is not a criminal.

He's a confused guy in a lot of pain who needs some help.

Like someone else I know.

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, I didn't say anything

when you insisted upon returning to work

before you were cleared to, because I got it.

It was important to reclaim your agency.

But now here you are, the one person in Chicago

willing to champion the cause

of the man who tried to kill you.

I got to say, it concerns me.

Why? 'Cause I want to send him to an asylum?

Not a day spa, instead of a prison?

Because I want... I want to treat his illness

instead of punishing him for it?

- It's still my patient. - Very noble, Daniel,

but I don't think that's what this is about.

I think this is about

your guilt and your ego.

You had a killer on your hands,

and you missed the signs.

And now you're trying to make up for your mistake.

You're trying to fix it and get back in control.

You've been through so much, Daniel.

Let it go.

Stop torturing yourself.

Dr. Rhodes.

I've been thinking about your pulmonary thrombectomy.

I can't help but wonder if Dr. Bekker didn't...

What's the word? Manipulate me for her own gain.

I wouldn't worry about it, Dr. Latham.

I know that fellows compete for the most

challenging cases to improve their resumes.

Perhaps in the end, you fared better than Dr. Bekker.

Is that why you gave me the transplant?

I'm not sure.

Sometimes my motivations are a mystery to me, to be honest.

Good night, Dr. Rhodes.

Good night, Dr. Latham.

Mrs. Cutler.

The transplant was successful.

The young man, the recipient of your husband's heart,

he's doing well.

The last thing Brian heard me say

was that I didn't love him.

May I see him?

The young man.

- The heart recipient? - Yes.

Please.

Closer. Please.

I'm so sorry, Brian.

I love you.

Sorry I wasn't here to help

ease you into civilian life.

I mean, for all the good it did,

I probably should've skipped testifying all together.

It's okay, Dad.

I wish I could have been there for you.

Oh, pff.

I mean, at least I knew you were

in Connor's very capable hands.

What? What is it?

He doesn't trust me.

What do you mean?

I saw a look on his face.

He thinks my feelings for him

are part of my disease.

Oh, honey.

Is he right?

Or is this just...

All in my head,

and that's part of the disease?

Dad, how do I know what's real?

Come here.

I mean, we're all driven by so many

different things.

Truthfully, a lot of the time I don't have a clue

why I do the things that I do.

But I mean, even if you can't

always trust your brain...

Iin my experience, you're usually

pretty safe trusting your heart.

You know?

Good night, Dr. Choi.

Good night, April.

I feel for that woman.

Having to live with those regrets.

Yeah.

Well, good night, Will.

Night.

Natalie.

When you left, you knew about me and Nina.

But I didn't get a chance to tell you

why I broke up with her.

It was because of the feelings I have for you.

Those feelings haven't gone away.

You don't have to say anything.

I don't have any expectations.

I just...

I felt I had to tell you.

My, um...

My sabbatical.

Things I needed to think about...

It's you.

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