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- Well, I did it for love.

I left behind a dream job

and 7-Elevens, the Yankees--
the things we do, right?

But, really, living in London
has just been

the absolute best, truly.

- That's great to hear,
Dr. Goodwin.

- And I just got my
medical license in the UK.

Not in the U.S.
Had that one already.

So I'm ready
to go back to work.

You just say the word.

- We're looking for
a urologist.

- Not the word
I was hoping for.

Get your head in the game.

- Tell me about your most
recent employment.

- NHS Hampstead.

- Ah, yes. In what capacity?

- Receptionist.
- Receptionist?

- Mm-hmm.
- And the reason you left?

- Ha. Kind of a funny story.

I got fired by my girlfriend

for starting an insurrection.

That sounds worse than it is.

[whispers] Here we go.

For six years
where I specialized

in the study
of infectious diseases.

- That is one incredible CV,
Dr. Goodwin.

- Well, those are
just the highlights.

The full reel would really
knock your socks off.

- Well, you certainly
are qualified.

- Thank you.

- One might say
overly qualified.

- Really? Who would say that?
Uh, I would not say that.

I would say I'm just exactly--
[clicks tongue]

the right level of qualified.

- Hiring someone who could
so easily replace me

doesn't sound like
the wisest of ideas.

- And before that,
you were medical director

of New Amsterdam
in New York City.

Perhaps you should
have led with that.

- I, uh...ha ha...
note taken.

- May we reach out to
the current medical director,

Veronica Fuentes,
for a reference?

- I'd really rather you didn't.

It's gonna work out.

Look, I-I know there are
a million reasons

not to hire me,
but-but I need this.

I mean, I love this.

This is what
I was trained to do...

provide care, healing,
helping people.

I don't care if I have to see
patients in some back alley--

I will do it.
I-I just--I'm begging you.

Please.

Just...put me back to work.

- It's a no.
- No.

- Apologies...but no.

- We just don't have
a position for you,

but I have no doubt you'll land
someplace wonderful.

It's a no.
- No.

- No.
- No.

[echoing]
- No...no...

- How is she?
She still spotting?

- All good there, but,
you know, being on bed rest

for 23 hours a day

is working her last nerve,
as am I.

- Yeah, I guess we're both
in the doghouse.

- Yeah. But, hey, thanks for
covering for me, man.

I got a few job interviews.
If she needs anything--

- Of course, I'm happy to help.

- Okay. All right. Yeah.

Just--'scuse me.
- Sorry. Yes.

- Hey, Floyd, um...

do you know your way around?

- No. No, no, no.

I've never been inside here.

I--ha--haven't been anywhere.

- Okay, um...
bedroom's upstairs.

- Right.
- Okay. Yeah.

- The lab called.

They want all blood cultures
sent in duplicate.

Also, for the love of God,
please stop ordering SED rates.

[background chatter]

And, uh...

obviously, Dr. Shinwari

dropped out
of the residency program,

but she failed to fill out
some exit paperwork

and she didn't leave
any forwarding information.

Somebody here must know
where she is, right?

It's for official paperwork,
okay?

You wouldn't be betraying any
trust or anything like that.

Look, I know that one of you
knows where she is, okay?

So just--
[thud]

- Nico Jerrino, 33,
unconscious, massive contusion.

Hit his head on the stairs
at Madison square garden.

- All right.
Let's get him to Trauma One.

Secondary survey, clear
his spine and order head CT.

You know the drill.

- No, it's personal.

And I'm only here
in a professional capacity.

Okay. Maybe I will tell you

after
our insurrectionist meeting,

which, by the way,
is highly unprofessional.

- Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- What are you doing here?

- Nothing.
- Uh, nothing.

I like to...come here
and think.

- I get that.
Dead bodies are pretty quiet.

Although if you listen
with your root chakra,

you can hear them
from the other side.

- Uh...

- It's a joke.

[laughs] I'm not crazy,
remember?

- Right. Totally.
So you were looking for me.

- Yes. Veronica placed me
in the oncology department.

So I wanted to reach out
and connect.

- She did? Why?

- Well, my work can be
very helpful with patients

who are going through chemo
and radiation

and, you know,
we're both new here.

So I thought we could
work together,

show each other
where the bodies are buried.

Pun intended.

- And accomplished.

So I guess
I'll see you around.

- Great.

[punchy percussive music]

- Are your sessions
always this action-packed?

- No, this one's the wildest.

Well, like I've said,
this is your time, so...

- Pssh. Not really.

These check-ins are mandated
by the higher-ups, aren't they?

- Yeah. That's right.

So I'll be checking in
with all of your coworkers

over the course of the year.

- Job's fine.
Marriage is fine.

- You don't wanna be
doing better than fine?

- Well,
at the end of a shift,

I'm too tired
for much excitement.

- What's that look like?
The fatigue.

Tell me about that.

- I lay down on the couch,
grab a couple cold ones.

Turn the TV on.

My wife asks me questions
about my day,

which I don't wanna talk about.

She gets mad. I get defensive.

Typical marriage, right?

- But you used to interact
more, right, with your wife?

Why'd you stop?

- Like I said, I'm tired.

- When did this start?

[phone buzzes]

- Time to go to work.

Great talk.
- Yeah. Okay.

Now, remember,
as per your employer,

I will be observing you
for the rest of the day, so...

Yeah.

[police radio chatter]

Let's roll.

- Mr. Jerrino.
Hi, I'm Dr. Bloom.

You're at
New Amsterdam Hospital.

You remember hitting your head?

- Who won the game?

- Excuse me?

- Knicks. Who won?

- Oh, uh, I don't know.
I can ask around later.

- Can you check, please?
Now?

It's really important.
Super important.

I was wearing my lucky jersey,
and we were up by 10,

and I think this could be the--
- Okay.

Okay.
- Oh, wait.

Wh-where is my jersey?

- All your belongings
are in that bag

at the foot of the bed.
- Oh, thank God.

Some people think it's trashy

'cause I only wash it
when they win.

Like a cleanse, you know?
But it's getting kinda...

- 99-96. Knicks lost.

- No, impossible.
Can I see?

Damn it! They blew it.

No D. They threw it away.

Out-rebounded again.
And dumb fouls.

God, they suck!

What a waste.

[breathing hard]

I feel nauseous.

- Um...metaphorically?

- I can't...
I can't get enough air.

- Your oxygen levels are good.

[alarms beeping]

Let's get a crash cart
over here now.

- Hey. Yeah, it's me.
Just got here.

Um, interviews went, uh,
really great.

Yeah. A lot
of good opportunities, so...

it's gonna be hard to, uh...
- Me leg's killing me.

- There are no cancellations.
- To pick one.

- We'll see you in four weeks.
Just hold tight.

- Anyways, I'll, uh,
wait around for a little bit.

And, uh, if you're, uh,
too busy,

I'll just, um...
I'll see you at home.

Love you.
- Would you like

if I unscrew me leg, then,
and leave it here?

It's not doing me
any good, you know.

- We'll see you in a month,
Mr. Chiltern.

- What's that?
- Some information.

Number 37.

[somber music]

♪

- Uh...Mr. Chiltern,

I'm Dr. Max Goodwin.

How can I help?

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- Médecins Sans Frontières
on the Afghan border?

Oh my gosh--
what a powerful experience

that must have been.

- It got me to understand
how much we doctors can do

with very few resources.

I know Hampstead's
on a slim budget,

but there's so much to be done
with what's at hand.

- I couldn't agree more.
When I became medical director,

I had this
overwhelming responsibility

that I had to impart the best
of myself to this institution,

knowing that it was
a direct reflection of me,

of my values, my principles.

- "Do not follow
where the path may lead.

Go instead where there is
no path and leave a trail."

- Emerson.

- It was a pleasure
meeting you, Dr. Sharpe.

- Likewise, Dr. Vaishya.

- [singsong] I think I just
found my number two.

- Ah. He's lovely, I'm sure.

- He's devoted his life
to those in need.

And he quoted Emerson.
Now, if that's not sign--

- I'm not sure how things
are in America,

but we don't see many
female hospital directors

in our corner of the world.

- Go on.

- Well, you've been given
the rare opportunity

to really start changing
the face of the NHS.

A female deputy
could pay dividends

for generations to come.

Otherwise, who's gonna
train the next you?

- Right. I hadn't thought
of it that way.

- Well, hiring a woman could
be a shot across the bow,

but it's your decision,
of course.

- Hmm.
Well, that is a nasty bump.

- Yeah, I could have
told you that.

Don't make you a doctor,
does it, mate?

Ow! Ow.

- Sorry.
Uh, this is osteoarthritis.

- That doesn't sound good.
- Well, it's not that bad.

I can get a needle,
drain this fluid,

and the swelling
should go down

and you should feel better
pretty immediately.

- You sure
you're actually a doctor?

- Actually, I, uh,

used to run America's
oldest public hospital.

- Ha ha ha ha!
Yeah, sure you did.

- Yeah.
So, uh, you stay here,

and, uh, I'm gonna grab
some medical supplies.

We'll be right back.

[punchy percussive music]

♪

[clears throat]

Hey, Priscilla.

Hi there. I was out getting
some snacks for my beloved

and I thought
you might like one.

- Oh, what a prince.
Give it here.

I'll give it to her
straight away.

- You know what?
I was actually thinking

I might give it to her myself.

- Sure. Yeah, of course.
- Is that okay?

- Awesome.
It's nice to see you.

- You too.
- You look great.

- Thank you.

[punchy music continues]

♪

- On call pediatric nurse,
station 5.

On call pediatric nurse,
station 5.

- What the hell happened to me?

- You had a heart attack.
- Full on?

- And then some.

A stress-induced
cardiomyopathy,

which has left you
with an aortic aneurysm.

- Tch. Are you kidding?

My dad runs marathons
every year.

My grandpa's
still kicking at 93.

- And, well, you...

you've got an aneurysm
that could blow at any minute.

Look, cardiology's gonna
come down here for a consult,

but I'm pretty sure

they're gonna recommend
open heart surgery.

- I-I don't get it.
I take good care of myself.

I drink smoothies every morning
with real kale.

I go on hour-long walks.
I eat good.

- Well, how long you been
a Knicks fan?

- I never wasn't one. Why?

- Okay. Well, according
to this ultrasound,

you got the heart
of an 80-year-old.

That's stress, adrenaline,
fluctuating heart rate

based on who wins
and who loses.

- What are you trying to say,
Doc?

- Nico, the Knicks
are literally killing you.

- [laughs]

- Willow, thanks for coming.
Can I get you anything?

- Yeah, less cancer
would be great.

- That's what all
we're all hoping for.

Now,
you have lost a few pounds

since your appointment
a few weeks ago.

- My high school self
would be jumping for joy.

- How's your appetite?

- Nothing looks good
or smells good.

Just talking about my appetite
is making me feel sick.

So let's just not, okay?

- Willow, many patients
who are in remission

and have a recurrence
feel angry, anxious.

But this regimen--

etoposide,
cisplatin, cytarabine--

is still your best shot.

But I am concerned
about the side effects.

- Yeah, me too.

But I have an idea
how to fix them.

- That's wonderful.

- I wanna stop
all the treatment.

I give up.

- No, wait.

- Don't go in my head.
Get out, get out.

- Hey, lady, you can't be here.
This is a place of business.

- Hey, you think I don't know
what you want?

Ha ha ha ha!
I know.

You're trying to hide
in the internet,

but I get a special text
when you're trying to find me.

- Yep. Yep. Sure. Sure.

All right.
Move it along. Move it along.

- Don't you touch me.
Get away from me.

- Ma'am, I'm gonna repeat this,
okay? You need to move now.

- Get away from me!
- Okay.

You know what?
You were warned.

You're moving--now.
Let's go.

Let's go. Don't fight me.

[woman mumbling]

There you go. Okay?

- Watch out for all these
cops here!

- As exciting as it looks
in the movies?

- Yeah.
- You can't just stand there!

So, um, I think I know why

you're so tired all the time.

- What are you talking about?

- Aya, I believe you
are suffering from PTSD.

.

[punchy music]

♪

- I'll admit, I was so excited

to learn that
you were also at Cambridge.

- I can't believe
I just missed you.

- I know.
And reestablishing our ties

with the university is gonna be
such a coup for Hampstead.

- And having you as a mentor
would be life-altering.

- Well, it was such a pleasure
to meet you, Dr. Stewart.

I'll be in touch.
- Sure.

- Thank you.

- Can you sign these?
- Yeah, of course.

I think I just found
my number two.

Very exciting.
A powerful woman.

- Just thinking about
Hampstead's Muslim population.

- Okay.
- It's big and growing.

Why not have more clinic staff
that looks like our patients?

- Well, I come from
a Muslim background myself.

- You do? You never
mentioned it on television.

- Well, I meant my father was.
- That's okay.

It's not front
and center for you.

But for many of our patients,
it is.

And statistically,
being treated by physicians

who look like you
and understands

where you're coming from,
leads to better outcomes.

- Yes. That's absolutely true.

- I know you'll make
the right decision.

You always do.

- You done yet?
Can I look now?

- Uh...not just yet.

I am repositioning

so I can draw the fluid out.

- I don't wanna know
the details, man.

- Right.
- Needles.

- Of course. So how long have
you been driving a cab?

- Oh, since I was 18, I was
one-a the knowledge boys.

Memorized the blue book

till I knew
this city inside out.

- Hmm.

- Always knew this is where
I wanted to be--

behind a wheel.

Never wanted to do
anything else.

Do you believe that?
- Hmm.

- I cannot imagine not
being able to drive anymore.

- I know the feeling.

All right. Let's not, uh,
stop the meter just yet.

- Oh, King Ada!
Mate, that needle really hurts.

- No, no,
that's not the needle.

That's something else.

- Oh, easy, tiger. Easy.

- Have you been doing
a lot of work on your knees,

sanding floors
and things like that?

- Lino.
- Lino?

- Linoleum?
Yeah.

Just done my daughter's flat.
How do you know?

- I think the lino work

has created a new fusion here
just above the kneecap.

- Well, I'm glad I kept that
appointment for next month.

- No need to wait a month.
I can fix it right now.

Let's see your hand.

Just put some pressure
right here and I'll be back.

I'm gonna grab one more thing.

[punchy music]

Hey there.

The only thing that woman
loves more than surprises

is biscuits.

- Honestly, you and Dr. Sharpe
are adorable.

Off you go.
- Okay.

♪

- Nico, I got great news.

- K.D. blew out his knee?
- No, I got you a spot.

The OR miraculously carved out
a spot for your heart surgery.

So we're good to go.

- I gotta push it a day.
My guy's got a game.

It's a can't miss.

- Okay, Nico, your surgery
is the can't miss.

- Can I wear my lucky jersey?

- No. They're gonna
cut open your chest.

- Then no can do.
My guys need me, Dr. Bloom.

- Nico, listen to me, okay?

You're gonna die.

How are the Knicks losing again
more important than your life?

- They are my life.

Look, I don't have
a girlfriend.

I don't have a job I love.

I don't have...

a lot.

But these games,

the past games, the draft,

the die-hards like me--

They're my everything.

- I think I have a solution...

and I hate it.

[siren wailing distantly]

[moody music]

♪

- Floyd?

- You're awake.

- And you're in my kitchen.
Where's Claude?

- Well, he had a few interviews
he couldn't postpone,

so he asked me
to look after you.

- Tag teaming?

- Mm...I prefer
not to call it that.

You hungry?

- Yes. I'm starving.

I'm craving those pierogies
on the Lower East side.

- Yeah.

- But soup works for now.

- Okay. I'll make you some.

- Going through pictures?

- You guys look so young.

- We were.

- And happy.

- We were.

[quiet music]

♪

[phone buzzes]

- It's the hospital.

- Oh, go. Go, go, go.
I'll be fine by myself.

- Yeah?

- Thank you for waiting.

- I would eventually
like to go home.

- I wanna propose
an experimental surgery.

It's shown promise
in several trials,

and I can apply
for compassionate use.

It is not without risk,

but we can get
the cancer out in one go.

- Am I supposed to light up
at this news?

- Let me send you home

with some information
about the trials. Okay?

Take your time.
Think about it.

If you have any questions,
I am here.

- I don't need to
think about it.

The answer's no.

- It's a big decision, Willow.

We can talk about this
tomorrow.

- I don't wanna talk to you.
I wanna talk to Dr. Sharpe.

- I am sorry, Willow.

I know that
these transitions can--

- Transitions?
This is my life.

I don't know you,
and I don't trust you.

Can I go now?

- I'm not remembering
some, like, trauma.

- No. People with PTSD
aren't remembering trauma.

They're re-experiencing it.

They're responding to stimulus
from an event from the past,

not from what's happening
right in front of them.

Today on the streets
with that homeless woman,

you were responding
to something that wasn't there.

- What I was responding to

was a screaming nut case
in front of me.

- Well, why'd you
raise your voice?

- Because she was screaming.

- Yeah. At the visions
in her head not at you.

She barely even looked at you.

And then you--
and then you grabbed her.

You went straight
to physical force

with a person who wasn't
displaying any violence,

who may not have even been
aware you were there. Why?

- You know how many reprimands
I've gotten for undue force?

Zero. So you saying
I'm out here being cruel?

- I didn't say cruel.

- Or subconsciously
freaking out or whatever.

You're wrong.
I do what I was trained to do.

What you saw--
that wasn't trauma.

That wasn't even intense.
That was a normal day.

- You're sweating a lot
for someone

who just went through normal.

How long you had the towel?

- Colombo with the towel
over here.

- How about cold ones?

How many cold ones
you drink on the couch?

- Oh my God.

- You're not drinking to relax.
You're drinking to suppress.

Tell me I'm wrong.

- Leave it alone.

- I can't.

Whatever it is
that you are suppressing

has made you aggressive.

And that means we're not just
talking about your marriage.

In your line of work,
people could get killed.

- 10-13 at 48th and 9th.

Suspect possibly armed
and dangerous.

- 2-7 Adam, 10-4. En route.

Crime in progress.

You wanna see me at work?
Get in.

- When I saw way
too many people

that looked like my parents,
cousins and aunties

coming through
the hospital doors

with chronic illnesses
too late for us to treat,

I knew I needed to change that.

So I began Healthy Habibi.

It's part pop-up clinic,
part lively street team.

We've been able to create

some successful preventative
medicine initiatives

all around Hampstead.

- Oh my God.
You're fantastic.

- I'm sorry.
Is that a bad thing?

- No, no, of course it's not.

It's just I have, um...

I have a tough and impossible

and debilitating decision
to make,

and you are so incredible.

You've just made it
even harder.

Honestly,
I'm at a complete loss.

I shouldn't even be burdening
you with any of this but--

[knocking on door]
Yep.

- Sorry to bother, ma'am,

but I caught this one trying
to steal medical supplies.

- Hey, babe.

- Hey, thanks for coming out
on your day off.

- Well, I spent the day
trying and failing

to take care
of my pregnant girlfriend

at the behest of her husband
in their house.

- You know,
I marvel at how quickly

your life
became this fascinating.

- Know what?
I'm nowhere in there.

But why should I be?
I mean, it's not like

they're gonna add a picture
of me to the bookshelf,

especially when I'm making
everything more complicated.

- All right.
You signed up for this. Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Then quit being so passive.
I mean, show her you care.

You gotta get in the game,
make some plays.

Not for Baptiste, but for you.

It's the only way
you're gonna stay in this.

- Uh, what-what do you--
what the hell is this?

- [sighs] You think
you got a secret?

If anybody
finds out about this,

I am gonna kill you
with my bare hands.

Okay.

[punchy, percussive music]

♪

- I'd like to press charges
for kidnapping.

- Okay.
I'll let Dr. Wilder know.

- You know where
she's taking me?

- I do, and, uh, I have to say
I'm a little surprised.

Willow,
this is Dr. Mia Castries.

She's the chair
of Holistic Medicine.

- Hi, Willow.
It's nice to meet you.

- Where are the wind chimes?

- My bamboo chimes are at home,
but I appreciate the humor.

- I'm here all week.
Maybe.

- I need to give you a reason
to trust me.

I don't know Dr. Castries,

but she comes
highly recommended.

I don't trust Dr. Castries

because I don't
give away my trust easily.

Does that sound familiar?

But I am willing to put all
that aside if she can help you.

Will you let her try?

- Can I take your hand?

Okay.
[continues rubbing hands]

This is called acupressure.

It's not invasive.

It's what we call good touch.

This is pressure point P6.

Its meridian pathway travels
up your arm into your chest,

into your upper abdomen.

It's okay if
it's a little bit achy,

but it shouldn't be painful.

- It's...not.

- Okay.

So I'm gonna take
your other hand,

and I need you
to do one thing for me.

Can you say,
"I accept healing touch."

- With a straight face?

- Energetically speaking,
that is not required.

- I accept...healing touch.

I...accept

healing touch.

[emotionally] I accept...

healing touch.

I accept.

- What are you feeling?

- Extremely self-conscious.

- Anything else?

- Hunger.

[man yelling indistinctly]

- Get the hell outta here.
- Stay in the car.

- Sir, get back inside.

- He's costing me customers,
breaking everything.

- Sir, inside now.

- Get away from me!

- Hey, hey, anyone get hurt?

- Guy's a live wire.

- Sir. Sir. Look at me.
- Back off!

- I don't want any
more trouble outta you.

You hear me?
I'm not telling you again.

You're gonna move your ass
down the street.

You want us to take you in?
Move it along.

In three, two...

Hey, don't even think about it.
Hands where I can see 'em!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
hey, whoa!

[commotion]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Dr. Frome,
get back in the car.

- Get away from me, man!
- What the hell you doing?

Get back in the car.
- I will. I will.

One sec, one second.

I just wanna talk
to our friend here.

- Leave me alone!
All of you!

You and you and you.

- Can we please
have him carted off?

- Please, please, please.
I just wanna talk.

Can we do that for a sec?
That's all I wanna do.

I'm Iggy, by the way.
It's nice to meet you.

What's your name again?

- Erman.

- Erman. It's a solid name.

Love that name.

So what Erman and I
can agree on here

is that when you're having
a day like today,

raising your voice

is kind like the worst thing
we can do, right?

No one likes to raised voices,
do they, Erman?

- No.

- No.
- No.

- But you do--you do
like it here, right?

I mean, you chose this spot
for a particular reason.

I'm assuming it wasn't
the bistro lighting.

- It's cold.

- The heat lamps. Yeah.
It's cold out here, huh?

- Yeah.
What about a, uh, hot coffee?

Erman, you want--you want
a hot cup of joe?

Can I get you that?

Can we make that happen?
Can we get a hot cup of coffee?

- And now you want me
to give you coffee?

- I'll cover it.
I'll cover it.

Thank you. It's on me.
Okay, Erman?

- Things are...confusing.
- Yeah.

I bet. It's scary.
Hey, Erman.

There's a church up the block
with a heater in the back.

Did you know that?

- You gotta push me away?
- No, no, no, no. Not pushing.

Just helping, just helping.

- This ain't yours,
and it ain't his.

- No, of course not.
It's just a lot quieter there.

Okay? And between you and me,
the coffee at the church

is better
than the stuff they serve here,

but that's our little secret,
all right?

Thank you. Here you go.

But, you know,
things are gonna get better.

Okay? I promise you.

Come on, let's walk.

- Let 'em through.

[indistinct chatter]

.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Do you mind?
- No.

- Thank you.

Yeah. Good old St. Joe's.

They allow the unhoused
to hang out out back.

I wish I could say
Erman's situation was okay,

but at least
he's not in danger, you know?

- That's good.
- Mm-hmm. Yeah, it is.

- Last year, um...

I had a terrible call.

Kid getting beaten.

We're supposed to
compartmentalize.

Anyway,
another call comes in.

Garden-variety
street crazy causing a scene.

I go to move her,

but when I touch her,

she freaks out.

She fights back.
She's scared.

And I'm doing
this hold we learn.

It's what we're supposed to do
to minimize the danger.

But this hold they teach us...

it's so easy to just...

crack their shoulder.

And I did.

She starts screaming.

It was so messed up,

'cause I didn't
feel sorry for her

or regret or anything
like a decent human being.

I fractured her shoulder
in three places,

and all I felt was--

- Angry.
- Yeah.

- You know, people with PTSD,

they often freeze out
the ones they love.

It's like with you
and your wife...

you pull back because
you're afraid if you don't,

she's gonna see
that you're bad person.

But that's not the truth.
You're not a bad person.

You said it yourself.
You're doing your job.

You're doing
what you're supposed to do.

But officers
are not equipped to handle

a mentally unstable person
who isn't committing a crime.

That's not your job.
That's my job.

That's a social worker's job.

- What about the next time?

- Well, I teach doctors
and nurses

how to deescalate psychosis
all the time.

I'd be more than happy
to teach you.

- Everything I do
has to be sanctioned,

approved by the committee,
union reps, training.

There's no going rogue
even if it helps.

- Well, then maybe I'll just
have to make it official.

- Teach the whole NYPD?

- Heck yeah. Why not?

- That's crazy.

- Okay. But we don't
use that word anymore.

Bananas.
I will accept bananas.

- All right.
- All right?

- That's bananas.

- How's that feel?

- It's a world of difference.
You are legitimate then, eh?

- On my better days.

- Well, I'll wager
this is one of them.

Thanks, Doc.
- Yeah.

Hey, you know, I didn't even
get your first name.

- Sid.
- Max.

- Be good.

- It's a bit smaller
than New Amsterdam,

but at least it's outdoors.

- No one would hire me.

And I...just wanted
to feel useful.

- I thought you said that
the interviews were going well.

- Yeah, I did say that,
but I was lying to you.

I was either overqualified
or underqualified

or just the right qualified
with the wrong references.

- Oh, you'll find
the right spot.

I know you will.

- That makes one of us.
How's your day?

- It's not much better.

- No?
- No.

- Interviews no good?
- Quite the opposite.

The candidates are remarkable,

but they're just somehow
not quite enough.

Every community
needs representation,

and hiring one means
eliminating the other.

So it looks like
whoever I hire,

I'm gonna be letting down
some part of this place.

- Hmm.
- Some part of myself.

- Shame you can't just
hire another you.

[punchy music]

- Oh wait. That's brilliant.

- What?
- Thank you.

- Of course,
glad I could help?

- Transport team
to unit 7 please.

Transport team to unit 7.

- Dr. Bloom?

- Yeah, I'm right here.

- Yeah. How did it go?

- Okay. So there were
some complications

with your procedure,
but Dr. Reynolds and his team--

- I meant the game.

Did we win?

- Nico--
- Just lay it on me, Doc.

- They got slaughtered.

- Ah.

- Total blowout.

- And you wore the jersey.

- Nico, I just told you
that you almost died

and you're asking me
about a jersey.

Why?

- Because I'm a Knicks fan.

- Because you're an addict.

- [snorts]
- What?

The very definition
of addiction

is the compulsive engagement

in rewarding stimuli
despite adverse consequences.

Tell me, which part
doesn't apply to you?

Your body is screaming at you

that your engagement
with the Knicks isn't healthy

and you're just not listening.

I did wear the jersey, okay?

But if I'm being honest,
I kind of wish I hadn't.

- I need more calm in my life.
- Yeah. I'll say.

- Less anticipation of failure.
- Exactly.

- No more obsessing
over the Knicks.

- Good.

- Well, because baseball's
starting up spring training.

- Nico, come on.

- Let's go, Mets.
Let's go, Mets.

- You best be kidding.
- I'm not kidding.

I just heard
we got Max Scherzer.

I think we'll make playoffs
this year.

- You did wonders
for Willow today. Thank you.

- And if we continue
our sessions together,

I can help manage her pain
and her nausea as well.

- But if you want to do more
and help more people,

we have a way to do that.

But Veronica can't know.

Are you in?

- Are you asking
the holistic doctor

if she'll say yes to something
mysterious and unusual?

- Welcome to the resistance.
Hmm.

- What is this?

- Pierogi Platter
from First Avenue Deli.

- Flowers
from Sherene's Garden.

- Who sent all this?

[phone rings]

- Hey Floyd. How'd it go?

- All good. Yeah.

Hey listen, when you get home
and Lyn thanks you

for everything you got her,
just say you're welcome.

- Okay. But wait,
I didn't get her anything.

- You have a beautiful home,
Claude, a beautiful life.

Just say you're welcome.
Yeah?

- Spit it out, Zamaya.

- I'm here about
a theoretical situation.

- I'm listening.

- What if a few friends
of another friend

were worried about that friend
throwing their future away?

But the friends that are
worried about the other friend

are also worried
about their futures

due to certain retribution?

- Is she safe?

Please. Is she okay?

- As I met with you, Narin,
I thought this person

really has something special
to offer our community.

And when I met with you, Rahul,
I felt the same thing.

And again, with you, Charmaine.

This hospital's
second in command

who might one day be
its medical director

has to represent
our multidimensional community.

So Charmaine, I'm hiring you.

- Thank you.

- And Narin, I'm hiring you.

- Oh, that's wonderful.

- And Rahul you're hired too.
- Thank God.

- You're all hired.
Now, let's get to work.

Shall we?
[laughter]

[quiet folk music]

- Oi, oi. Maxie.

- Hey.
- All right?

- Yeah.
- So I hope you don't mind,

but, uh, I've told
a few mates about you.

- Y-you have?
- Yeah, I know it's late,

but all these fellas have
got appointments months away

and they all need
to keep working.

The thing is, we don't know
why you're doing this,

but we don't care.

- And they don't mind
my little clinic in the alley.

- Well, you think they need
somewhere posh?

They just need help.

- That I can do.

- So this is Ken.
- Hey. Nice to meet you.

- Matthew.
- Hey, pleasure.

- Eric.
- Nice to meet you.

- Dennis.
- How are you?

- Yeah, we got time for this?
- Yeah, sure.

- All right, sweet.