All language subtitles for Pure Genius - 01x09 - Grace.KILLERS.C

Previously on Pure Genius...
When I opened Bunker Hill,

I made a promise that I would do

everything humanly possible

to save everyone who came through

these doors.

I want to be part of this.

Your family? I'll make it work.

- You kissed me.
- Really?

How's the Malik sitch?

I like you.

And I want to make a go of this.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Did a charter a yacht and booze
my way across Europe

'cause a girl I like said no to a date?

It's very possible.

Oh, Dr. Wallace,
I need your e-authorization.

Can't talk.
Page me if it's an emergency.

Hey, you've reached
Jess. Just leave me a message.

Hey, sweetheart, um...

yeah, my rounds took longer
than I expected.

I'm logged on now, but, uh...

yeah, I don't know if you went
back to sleep or whatever,

but I'll stay on for a few minutes,

um, just in case.

Um, but call me back.

I'm sorry, am I interrupting?

No, no, it's just I was supposed
to have a Skype date

with my daughter, but...

Are you okay?

You seem out of breath.

Oh, yeah, well, I was
running in the hallway.

You're sweating.

Yeah, well, it's... a long hallway.

So I'm guessing the 7:00 a.m. Skype call

- was your idea.
- Yeah, well,

it was the only time I had,

but even that, I'm late, so...

You can't be everywhere at once.

I know, it's just...

I guess I was really
looking forward to seeing her.

How's she doing?

- With your move?
- Good, I think.

I just...

hate feeling

so far away from her.

Dr. Verlaine.

Turn around, make a left.

Thank you.

You know what?

Think I might've left my phone
at your place.

James.

James.

Good.

Good... morning.

Morning.

So... ...carpooling.

Excellent.

Hey, is...

is that live?

We are Grace Church.

And we've come to Bunker Hill

for a miracle.

Two months ago I met a young man

living on the streets.

This man was clearly sick,

so we took him to the clinic

where he was diagnosed with AIDS.

The young man was given medication.

But the drugs haven't worked.

And he's been told he has
little time left.

Mr. Bell,

my name is Franklin Garcia.

I'm asking you to save my life.

Hey, Jess,

- sorry I missed you this morning.
- Hi, Dad.

I've actually been in the ER all night.

I'm fine.

My friend Ali cut her foot last night

and it's starting to look pretty bad.

We've been waiting three hours.
Could you take a look?

Yeah, of course. Um, why don't
you send me a picture?

Jess, have you touched the wound?

- Ew, no.
- Good, make sure Ali doesn't either.

I'm arranging a medevac to bring
you both to Bunker Hill.

Dad, what are you saying? Why?

We don't have time to discuss this.

Your friend may have contracted

a very aggressive bacterial infection.

We're at a good hospital.

It's deadly.

We're working on a new surgery here

that can target this bacteria,

but we're the only hospital that has it.

And we need to move fast.

Stay with Ali and keep her calm.

I'll see you soon, okay?

Thank you for taking me.

How could I say no to a pitch like that?

I do like to put on a show.

Franklin, we believe you've contracted

a drug-resistant form of the HIV virus.

That would explain why
you didn't respond

to treatment at the clinic.

Uh, drug resistance can arise

when someone's been infected
more than once.

I, um... have to ask you

a personal question.

If you prefer that we do this
in private...

There's no secrets from Gloria.

She accepts me for who I am.

To understand how you have this
drug-resistant form of HIV,

it would help us to know

how many sexual partners
you've been with.

For four years, I was
a prostitute in San Francisco.

It's possible I've been infected
many times.

Does this mean drugs can't treat me?

It means we're gonna find
the specific combination

of antiretrovirals that will work.

Franklin, here at Bunker Hill,

we pioneered a brand-new approach

called “cryo-electron tomography.”

By freezing a sample of your blood

and shooting it with an electron beam,

we're able to capture a 3-D image

down to the molecular level
of your specific HIV virus.

And we use that to determine
a targeted treatment plan.

The HIV virus doesn't kill you,

it kills your immune cells,
namely CD4 cells.

And, uh, that poor immunity is
what makes you susceptible to

- other deadly infections.
- So, if we can raise

your CD4 count from 40 to 200,

we can fundamentally
change your diagnosis.

You'll no longer be dying of AIDS,

you'll be living with HIV.

Well, amen to that.

Hey, Ali, how you feeling?

Awesome.

Best Wednesday ever.

All right, well, we're gonna
take good care of you, okay?

Can't risk the infection spreading
to the rest of her body.

- Let's get her inside.
- What happens if the bacteria spreads?

Just tell me, please.

It probably won't come to this,

but if the bacteria breaches that line,

we may have no choice but to...
take the leg.

Oh, my God, Dad, you have
to make sure she's okay.

Yeah, yeah.

Come on.

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Have you spoken to your parents?

They're still in the Philippines.

My mom's in hospice care,
my dad's taking care of her.

Last thing he needs
is someone else to worry about.

Besides, everything
should be fine, right?

I don't see any further
sites of infection.

See?

Told you. Everything's cool.

Okay, now, well, that felt like an omen.

Dr. Channarayapatra's creating
a map of your wound.

Everywhere we see red on the map,

that's where
the bacteria is in your body.

I'm very encouraged

by what I am seeing, Ali.

The Staph aureus bacteria
has not yet gone beyond

the flesh into the bone

Meaning there's a very good chance

we can avoid long-term damage
to your leg.

Yeah, well...

who was worried?

We've identified

a precise cocktail
of six antiretrovirals

that could raise your CD4 count to 200,

and should save your life.

- The clinic gave me pills.
- Oh, we're administering

a larger dose than you've ever received.

Your body would never
tolerate this treatment orally.

It would wreak havoc
on your digestive tract

and cause liver damage and failure.

IV should help with the side effects.

It can moonlight you
for the treatment to work.

Oh, it will work.

Gloria's convinced that

God has some great plan for me.

I have to confess,

after my last treatment failed...

I've had my doubts.

- Mm...
- God doesn't always

reveal his plan to us right away.

You're very soulful for a doctor.

Oh, he's also a priest.

- Is that right?
- Mm.

Inside the walls of this hospital,

I am principally a doctor.

And you don't think
there's a plan at work.

Child, come on, a doctor and a priest?

That's the hand of God
that brought us together.

We were able to remove

more than 90% of the bacteria.

The antibiotics should
take care of the rest.

The next 24 hours will be critical,

but there's reasons to be optimistic.

So, for now, you should
go to my apartment,

get some sleep.

Dad, this is all my fault.

We've been pulling all-nighters
to cram for this midterm,

and when it was over,
I insisted we celebrate.

Ali didn't want to.

I basically dragged her
to this party and we...

...we both drank too much

and stumbled home barefoot,

which must have been
when she cut her foot.

Jess, none of this is your fault.

And now, her life is at stake.

And it is my fault.

Dad...

she's the nicest person I've ever met.

Just...

promise me she's gonna be okay.

I promise.

We can have your surgery
scheduled for tomorrow morning.

Oh, hey.

Hey, James.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Yes, of course.

- Here, James.
- Thanks.

Yes?

So, Malik and I are in a relationship.

Okay.

And I know that Bunker Hill

doesn't have a policy
against employees dating,

but I wanted you to know

that it won't interfere with my work.

Great.

And I know that you asked me out,

but, you know, when you went to Ibiza

with, like, a dozen supermodels,

I figured you were over me.

- Yeah, I am.
- Obviously, so...

- oh, good.
- Yeah. Yeah.

- And I'm happy you're dating Malik.
- Great.

Taking team building
to a whole new level.

- Yay.
- Wow.

- No, honestly. Honestly.
- Okay, James.

Malik's a good guy.

And, uh, I've moved on, so...

...if we're done here, I got to...

go check on Franklin.

- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.

Okay, well, I...

I'm just glad that

we're okay.

Better than okay. Great.

You're looking better.

How you feeling?

So far, so good.

Does that mean the treatment's working?

It's still early, but that there
hasn't been any setbacks

is an encouraging sign.

I...

it sounds like I'm gonna get

an “I told you so” from Gloria tomorrow.

- Did she...
- Went home,

to get her beauty rest.

Or as she says,

“You don't look this fabulous
by sleeping on a couch.”

She's quite a force, isn't she?

Mm-hmm.

Can I be honest with you?

Yeah.

Her faith scares me.

Ah.

You know, before I met her, I...

I didn't believe in God.

There was no reason to.

Even as I was dying,

people walked by me like I was garbage.

But Gloria...

stopped.

She sat with me.

I told her that

she was wasting her time,

that I was filthy.

So she reached into her purse,

removed a cloth,

and washed my face.

And...

it was a miracle.

To be touched when...

you feel so untouchable.

It was the first time in
my life I wanted to live.

And now, thanks to you...

I just might.

I know you don't believe
what Gloria's saying,

that this is all part of God's plan.

But I see in you

the same light that I see in her.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Franklin?

Help!

Something's really wrong.

- Oxygen, right away.
- Yes, Doctor.

He's stable now,

but that's his fourth unit of blood.

Is there a chance if we
try the treatment again...

His body rejected the IV medication.

A high dose of the protease inhibitor

caused decreased clotting
and hemorrhage.

I mean, I replenished his platelets

to stop the bleeding, but...

he can't handle another
round of treatment.

We need another option, James.

Then we'll find one.

You're new.

I've been assigned to Mr. Keating.

Hello.

Hi.

How are you doing, Louis?

Okay, James.

Please take special care of Mr. Keating.

There are no VIPs here,
everyone is equal,

but just between us,
Mr. Keating is a VIP.

I'll take care of him.

Okay.

I'm Nina.

Cooper.

James.

Bell.

Yeah.

I know.

Couldn't sleep.

How's Ali?

Um, still stable.

But resting.

You really need sleep, too.

Especially if you've been
pulling all-nighters.

Says the guy coming home
from work at 4:00 a.m.

Well...

Here. Thank you.

I made some improvements
to your omelet recipe.

- Yeah?
- Mm.

How do you improve on perfection?

It looks good.

Yeah, I know.

All right.

Well, I guess Mom doesn't have
to worry about another woman.

I'm sorry?

Well, this place clearly
lacks a female touch.

So, Dad...

Hmm?

What's happening?

I think it's good
that you took this job.

You needed to do this.

But what's the long-term plan?

You can't just keep living on
opposite sides of the country

from Mom and Luke.

Honey, life, um...

life gets complicated.

Yeah, but...

you still love Mom, right?

Yeah, I love Mom. Of course, I mean...

Of course I love her, honey.

So, how are you doing?

How are, um, how are your classes?

Classes are good.

Very indescriptive.

You, um, you seeing anybody?

That took long.

Well, I just want to know.

You know, if there's someone who
makes you happy.

There is.

Really?

What's his name?

Ali.

We won't give up, Franklin, but

until we find a way to
raise your CD4 count,

we can't prevent you from

getting other types of infections.

So, we want to keep you here
at Bunker Hill longer.

We'll be able to monitor you every day,

every hour, every minute,

keep you as safe as possible.

If there is a God,

he ain't listening.

Baby, you're being tested.

Or maybe,

there's just no plan for me, after all.

Maybe there's just
a whole bunch of people

in the world and...

most of 'em are bad and a few
of them are good like you.

And I have to decide who I'm gonna be.

The past two months,

I've been trying to save my own life.

Whatever time I have left,

I want to spend back on the streets.

Helping people,

the way that you helped me.

If you go out there
with a CD4 count of 40,

you may not live past a few weeks.

And if I stay here?

I could die in a hospital room alone.

But your odds of survival

are exponentially higher...

Mr. Bell, forgive me.

But you have no idea
what my life has been.

The things that I've done.

The things that've been done to me.

And for once in my life,

I want to do something good.

Why do you want
to take that away from me?

You came here

with several other infections
due to your low immunity.

At least allow us
to finish treating them.

How long will that take?

24 hours.

Then in 24 hours,

I'm checking out of Bunker Hill.

You have to talk with him.
You have to buy us more time.

You've got time. You've been graced

with 24 hours to figure this out.

It's not, uh...

it's not that simple.

Then turn to God
and he'll make it simple.

For he shines his light in the darkness.

I think that the solution here

is gonna be found in science,
not scripture, don't you...

Wait, what did you just say?

For God made his light

to shine in our hearts.

That's it. That's brilliant.

We shine a light on it.

James?

With me. Now.

Excuse me.

White counts coming down,
and your elevated lactate

is resolving. Blood pressure,

body temperature and heart rate

have all returned to normal levels.

Angie wanted me to call my father

and upset him for no reason.

Huh.

Do need to scan your leg, just
to make certain you're clear.

What we need is a laser-guided
precision missile strike, here.

You want to inject the medication inside

the infected lymph node cells
themselves.

We target and strike the surface
of the cells with a laser light.

The cell would then open momentarily.

Well, just long enough
for the cell to absorb

the medicine, and inhibit the virus.

Before resealing, intact.

Logic holds, right?

In theory,

but you still need some way
to administer the treatment.

Well, what if we design a probe

that can perform multiple tasks
simultaneously?

One probe head could target the
cell membrane with the laser...

While a second probe head

deploys the drug,
bathing the lymph node cells.

And if we use the near-infrared
part of the light spectrum...

We could perforate the cell
membrane without damaging it.

Uh...

Oh, we're on a roll here, come on.

All right, do your doctor thingy.

Okay, there are lymph nodes
throughout the entire body,

there's not one surgery that can
get to every one of them.

We're not trying to cure him,
we're just trying to eliminate

enough of the virus to give his
immune system a fighting chance,

so we target the target
the largest nodes,

in the neck and the pelvis.

Still, it's a massive operation.

I... Every one of these lymph node cells

would need to be individually exposed.

That's a six-hour open surgery.

It'd be difficult enough

for a perfectly healthy person
to endure,

but someone in Franklin's case?

There's a 50% chance he doesn't
survive the operation.

Is it... Is it bad?

Looks exactly like we'd want it to.

We did have to remove muscle tissue,

so there'll be a lot
of rehab going forward,

to restore leg function.

But there is no evidence

of Staph aureus bacteria
anywhere on your leg.

Yeah. You're clear.

Thank God.

Okay. Truth be told,

I may have been a little worried.

Well, you did great.

Hold... Hold still, please?

What is it?

Dad?

This wasn't here before.

The Staph aureus bacteria
has invaded the fascial planes

at the base of her skull. Due
to the infection's location,

surgical debridement
is no longer an option.

Even if we could cut it out

without severing the underlying

carotid artery or the spinal cord,

we would spread the infection
into her spinal fluid

and bloodstream.

And either way,

we kill her.

At the rate the infection is spreading,

we believe that Ali has roughly

36 hours. Give or take.

- There's my girl.
- Dad.

Hey.

Hey. So nice to hear from you.

Where are you?

Um, I'm in a hospital room.

Is everything okay?

Actually, no. Everything is not okay...

- Ali, tell me what's going on.
- So sorry this is happening...

And none of this ever would've
happened if I had...

Jess... Jessica,
none of this is your fault.

It's mine.

Ali must've transferred her infection

and I somehow missed it
when I examined her.

But I haven't forgotten
what I promised you.

- Dad...
- I will save her life.

I googled this thing the second
you told me what she had.

It's, like, the worst
bacteria on the planet.

So, surgery's not an option.

There must be something
we can do for her.

She's on antibiotics, right?

What if we up the dose? There's
at least...

No. We're gonna take her

off antibiotics.

This... is Micavibrio aeruginosavorus,

one of the nastiest bacterial
species on the planet.

Microbiologists call it the “vampire.”

It can search and destroy at a rate

20 times faster than Staph aureus,

but it doesn't go after human cells.

It targets other bacteria.

- You're not suggesting that we...
- Take her off antibiotics

and inject her with Micavibrio.

You want to give this girl
another infection?

- With a predatory bacteria?
- It will target

and destroy the Staph
aureus, and then it'll die

naturally once it's run out of prey.

Or it will kill her faster

than the infection she's already got.

Not to mention

we'll be introducing
a superbug into the hospital.

Well, of course, we need to put
Ali in an isolated containment.

We're already prepared for that.

The bacteria could
still mutate and start

going after the human cells.

There's a small but real chance
we could start an outbreak.

Okay, maybe we should talk about upping

the antibiotics first.

This wasn't your fault, Dr. Wallace.

I know that this case
is personal to you.

But at the time of the inspection,

that wound, if visible at all,

would've been smaller than an eyelash.

And it was located at the hairline.

Impossible to detect.

We all would have missed it.

Is there anyone that sees another way

to save her life?

Then we have our marching orders.

Let's get to work.

James. Do you have a second?

Brock, with everything
that's going on...

Yeah. I know. That's exactly my point.

Uh... James, our work is too important

for their to be any awkwardness
between us, so I...

I just wanted to make sure

that there wasn't
any residual, you know...

awkwardness.

I was trying to... uh...

Never mind. Eh...

No. James. Stop... Just hold on.

Can you just...

Just tell me. Please.

When I said that I was over you...

...it may not have been entirely true.

You're saying it's 50/50.

At best.

Yes. But if this procedure
works, it can give you years.

If it works.

Mr. Bell, I really do appreciate
everything you've tried to do.

But everything I've been through
tells me if I did that surgery,

- I would die on that table.
- Franklin...

You were right.

When you said I didn't believe Gloria.

I don't think this is part
of some larger plan,

I think you have a virus
because you contracted one.

Someone else, someone...

else, might have a disease
because they inherited it.

For me, if science can tell us
how someone got a disease,

maybe science can tell us how to fix it.

But what if I'm wrong?

What if this is God?

Then what?

He gave me this disease
as some kind of punishment?

No. No, I was thinking
the exact opposite.

What if this disease is a blessing?

What if after you're sick
and because you got sick,

you became a better person?

What if that's when you realize
you wanted to spend

the rest of your life helping others?

What if that's
when you found your community?

All these people

who work so hard,

they sacrifice so much,

for what?

Just to help someone else.

'Cause if I believe that
this disease is a blessing...

...then I have to believe
that you'd be given

as much time as possible

to help as many people as you can.

Wouldn't you?

I hope so.

Okay, I'll do it.

Ali, this treatment
could save your life.

You are gonna be tested.

No matter how bad it feels,

just know you can
come through this, okay?

You need to trust me.

I do.

Lean forward, please.

Ali, I know how bad you feel right now,

but you stay with me, okay?

You just have to hang on
a little longer.

I know that this is hard to fathom,

but this is exactly
what we'd expect to see

if the treatment is working.

Her temperature would naturally rise

as the Micavibrio invades her body

and attacks the Staph aureus bacteria.

And if the treatment isn't working,

if the infection is getting worse,

how would it look then?

It would also look like this.

Talaikha, time to scrub in.

Your dad is the most dedicated man

I've ever met.

I've never seen him as determined

as he is right now.

He won't give up.

I know.

What?

You were expecting me to wear black?

Thank you for being here.

The rest of the congregation
wanted to join me,

but we wouldn't all fit
in the viewing room,

so James brought the church to you.

Thank you for believing
I'm worth all this.

I'll see you when you wake up.

I have something I want to show you.

Your CD4 count has risen

from 40 to 70.

The doctor said it'll be at 200

in a couple of weeks.

Your body will be able to
fight off the infections now.

You've been given a little
more time on this earth.

I guess God had a plan for me after all.

Remind me again where you got the idea

for that tech... was it, uh, scripture?

Mm, I thought within
the walls of this hospital

you're supposed to be
a doctor, not a priest.

If I'm being honest,
the two go hand in hand.

I get to witness small
miracles here every day.

Does Mom know about you and Ali?

I told her when I came
home for Christmas.

Don't be mad at her, okay?

I asked her to let me
tell you in person.

I'm not mad at her.

It just hurts, uh, to be left out.

You were home for, like, a day.

Well, I had to work.

Yeah, I know.

You can't always be there for us

when you're here for everyone else.

This job can be consuming, but...

“Can be”?

Dad, you gave me a hard time about

pulling all-nighters,

and then you did the exact same thing.

Oh, Jess...

And it was amazing to watch.

And... I just want you to know that

no matter what happens
between you and Mom,

I'm very proud of the work you're doing.

You make it sound like, um...

Did she say anything
to you over Christmas?

She didn't have to.

I could tell.

Like you said, distance is hard.

Ali. You love her, don't you?

I'm just so happy you found someone

that puts that big a smile on your face.

Thank you for saving her life.

Brockett, can I talk
to you for a second?

I want to apologize for
the way I've been acting.

It'll be better in the future,

less... awkward around you and Malik.

I appreciate that.

Uh, there's something else.

I-I didn't hook up with any supermodels.

And if the truth be told,

I was pretty miserable the entire time.

I just... I didn't want you to think

that I could tell you that I like you,

and then run off and...

I don't want you to think
that I didn't mean it.

Thank you.

You're gonna find someone
really special, James.

Keep your heart open, okay?

Okay.

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