All language subtitles for The Good Doctor-S01E08

You won't believe the crap
Armen pulled last night.

He cut the power to my apartment!

That's right!

No lights, no Wi-Fi, nothing.

For 15 minutes!

- Mm...
- And if I had been on a ventilator,

I could've suffocated
in that time, right?

You're a doctor.

You're not on a ventilator.

Thank God for that. But I could be.

I mean, it was dark. I could've tripped.

I should sue him.

Sorry.

Were you gonna eat this? I stress eat.

Okay, listen.

I go to talk to him,

and he claims I was playing
my music too loud again.

I wear earplugs
when your music irritates me.

I miss the dripping.

You're missing the point here,
Shaun, okay?

You knock. You ask.

You don't cut someone's power.

You knock, right?

Of course, you would knock.
Any normal person would.

I mean, am I crazy
or is he a total sociopath?

You should get headphones.

Headphones?

They would eliminate the sound.

Yeah. I got it.

Thank you.

Thank you for being
so objective about this.

In fact, why don't you go help Armen

write my eviction notice!

Yeah, and I'll never
drive down that street again.

- Whoa.
- It's a pretty bad memory.

Yeah, that sounds pretty...

Wait, it's kind of hot
for a hike, isn't it?

We're hiking.
We're gonna sweat. It happens.

All right, don't do nothing stupid!

Open the register
and put everything in the bag!

Come on! Right now! Hey!

Don't move. Give me your
wallets, phones, everything.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

I said get out your wallet!

Do it now!

Wallet, now!

- Is he okay?
- We don't know.

This is routed through Basecamp.

It says Shaun was there,

but it didn't say if he was hurt or not.

Well, EMS has two critical inbounding.

Their hands are a little full
to chat right now.

20-year-old female.

Single gunshot wound to the abdomen.

Hypotensive and tachy.

Two liters of saline en route.

Her name's Avery.

We'll take good care of her.

Jared, you're with me.

Blunt-force neck injury.

Oxygen sats just dropped below 80.

Trachea's crushed.

I inserted a laryngeal mask,

but the airway is not secured.

Are you okay? You weren't hurt?

His oropharyngeal anatomy
is distorted from the confusion.

Subcutaneous emphysema.
He's barely moving air.

Let's take him to a bay,
and get me an O.R. now.

I need four units
O-Negative type and cross her.

She has decreased breath sounds
on her left.

Let's get a chest X-ray on her.

What the hell is he doing here?

It's his fault.

This is all his fault!

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Yeah, clerk says the guy entered,

shouted orders,

and apparently,
your doctor didn't comply.

Girl gets shot,

and the store clerk
clocks the gunman with a bat.

- That's all we know.
- All right, what do you need?

I need forensics on the gunman
and the girl.

All right, we'll let you know
what we find out.

Hey, police are gonna want
to talk to you.

After that, you can go home.

I should be helping.

- My shift is just starting.
- You were at the shooting.

I don't have time to hold your hand.

I don't like my hand being held.

Small-caliber bullets.

They ricochet inside.

They can cause multiple
and unpredictable injuries.

And what do we need to do about it?

Chest and abdominal X-rays

and a Focused Assessment Sonogram.

Three units of O-neg and...

We could use your help
over here, Mr. Melendez!

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

You're with me.

- Get a gown on him.
- Okay.

Entrance wound is down here.

The bullet fractured the pelvis
on the way in.

All right, let's look for an exit wound.

We're gonna roll her on three.
One, two, three.

All right, got it.

Between the second and third rib.

She's hemorrhaging here, too.

Hey, Murphy, get us the ultrasound
so we can find out what's inside.

Focused Assessment
with sonography and trauma.

No chest contusions
or secondary injuries evident.

Oxygen sat's 70.

I can't squeeze a camera
past this collapse.

O.R. 3 is prepped and ready,
but that's it.

We got a full house right now
up in surgery.

- Next show time is 15 minutes out.
- I could use it.

I gotta get this bleeding under control.
What's the status on your guy?

Take her up. Take the gunshot.

Hold on.

His airway's so damaged,
I can't even do a tracheotomy.

He's got five minutes
until anoxic brain dead.

Mine's got pressure.
I'll see what I can do here.

You're scrubbing in with me.

Go ahead and feed the tube
under the collapsed trachea.

Starting high flow O2.

And we're good.

Now that our patient
is actually breathing,

we can realign and repair.

Four-O on a driver.

Scissors. Sponge stick.

It's a slippery thing letting
your feelings about a patient

influence your medical judgment.

I didn't.

I get the instinct... She's a victim.

He's a shooter, a racist.

Often we don't even know we're doing it.

I would never let my personal feelings

impact a patient's care.

She was bleeding out.

And this guy just drew his first
good breath 30 seconds ago.

They were both critical!

He was dying. You were wrong. Own it.

You know as well as I do that

that was not an easy call to make.

- Do I?
- Yes!

Clear the field, Dr. Browne.

Not my operative field.

The surgical field. Scrub out.

Excuse me?

You're done.

Step out of my O.R.

Gail, can you please relieve
Dr. Browne of her instruments

and page Dr. Cleland to assist me?

Now, isn't this more pleasant?

Aside from the spleen,
what else are we dealing with?

The bullet ruptured her transverse colon

at the splenic flexure.

Put it on our to-do list.

Why does her boyfriend think
it's your fault?

It punctured her diaphragm here

and entered the posterior chest.

She's bleeding again. Clamp the hilum.

I already did. It's too damaged to hold.

Gauze!

Hold this right there. Don't let go.

Oh, this isn't gonna work.

It's gonna be like sewing
ground beef back into a steak.

All right, new plan... she's gonna
have to live without her spleen.

Nurse to pick up.

Need a ligating suture
on the splenic artery

while I make the cut.

Can you do that for me

before this young lady
bleeds out on us, Murphy?

Yes.

Okay, let's move on to the bowel perf.

Shaun.

Ah, thank God you're all right.

I just heard what happened.

Shaun. Are you all right?

Yes. I wasn't injured.

What happened this morning?

Lea ate my apple.

No, Shaun, at the store this morning.

What happened at the store?

Wallet now!

I can't.

Why the hell not?!

You said keep my hands
where you could see them.

My wallet is in my pocket.

- You can't see my hands if...
- Are you trying to be a hero?!

- I'm a surgical resident...
- Huh?! Hey!

- Hey!
- Shut the hell up!

This isn't a game, man.

- I'm serious.
- Okay.

Put your damn phone and wallet
on the ground right now.

Hey, do you see this, man?
I am not playing around!

Just put your phone and wallet
on the damn ground!

Come on, man, just...
just do what he says!

Please listen to him.

Shut up! Just shut up
and get on your knees!

Put your hands and knees on the ground.

Get your wallet out right now. Hey!

I will shoot your crazy
ass, I swear to God. Okay.

- Are you listening to me?! I'll do it!
- Yes.

Hey! You hear me?

Hey!

Oh, my God!

Okay.

You need to take the rest of the day off.

Dr. Melendez said that, too.

- Why?
- "Why?"

Because you just experienced
a traumatic event.

- It's not my fault.
- I-I know that.

Avery has multiple injuries.

Dr. Melendez wants me to monitor her.

Dr. Lim.

I was out of line.

I shouldn't have argued with you.

Primary enclosure went well.

We'll extubate him in a few hours

to prevent any further internal damage.

Well, that's good.

It is, and you're gonna
make sure he stays that way.

You'll be babysitting tonight in the ICU.

I'm... I'm not on call.

Great, then you're available.

Should be a quiet night.

Just want to keep an eye on those vitals.

You never know with tracheal tears.

Can't one of the ICU nurses do that?

Yep.

But they didn't lip off
in my operating room.

And he'd better be breathing
in the morning.

Excuse me, but why is Shaun
on the victim's case?

I assessed him,
and he seemed perfectly capable.

You assessed him?

What does that mean? You asked
him how he was feeling?

You psychic?

D-Do you have an advanced degree
in psychology?

You don't know
what's going on in his head.

When I'm in surgery,
my focus is on the person

whose guts are open in front of me

rather than the soul of the
person standing across from me.

- No.
- And it seems that Shaun doesn't

let anything impact his work.

So, along with his photographic memory,

I'm putting cold-hearted
in the plus column.

Dr. Murphy, do you understand
why you're here?

Yes.

Dr. Glassman said I had to talk to you.

After any doctor goes through
a potentially traumatic...

You have to determine
if I'm a medicolegal liability

- to the hospital.
- Yes.

And, more importantly,
it's an opportunity

to provide you with emotional support.

How are you feeling?

You don't have apples.

I'll try to have some fruit
next time we meet.

Good.

Do you regret anything
about this morning?

Why?

After bad things happen,

it's perfectly normal
to replay the events,

wishing you had done things differently.

It already happened.

I can't do things differently.

Is talking about this upsetting you?

What are you thinking about right now?

Systemic Inflammatory Response Syndrome.

The surgery went well.

After a serious trauma like this,

the body can develop

a self-destructive inflammatory reaction.

Kidneys, liver, lungs, heart...

any or all of them
can start to shut down.

We'll be giving her anti-inflammatories

and monitoring her closely,

- but the next 24 hours are critical.
- Okay.

Thanks.

Just get her through this.
Whatever you got to do.

Yeah, well, I need consent forms

from your girlfriend's next of kin.

If you could please
get her family in here

as quickly as possible.

I can't. I...

I don't even know her last name.

It was our first date.

W-We met on a dating app.

We were going hiking,

so she wasn't carrying a purse or ID.

Well, then, you really
don't need to be here.

Someone out there cares about her.

If she dies,

I want them to know someone was with her.

I'll have social work
try to locate her family.

Stay as long as you want.

It looks clean, dry, and healthy.

My neck is killing me.

How long have you been using?

What's that got to do with anything?

Well, you likely built up
a tolerance to pain meds.

Now that you really need them,
they aren't there for you.

That's why I need fentanyl.

100 micrograms.
Are you gonna help me or not?

That wouldn't be helping.

The worst thing I can do for you
is feed your habit.

What?

You saw my tattoo.

Yeah.

And now you're punishing me.

You want this to hurt.

- I'm treating you professionally.
- If you were treating me professionally,

- I wouldn't be in so much pain.
- I'm sorry, but I...

Just give me the damn drugs!

Come on!

Melendez thinks that he's okay
being on Avery's case.

I don't.

Dr. Melendez may be right.

That case seems to be
Shaun's primary focus right now.

Maybe his condition is
a blessing in this situation.

- Maybe?
- Or obsessing over Avery's health

could be his only outlet
for a guilty conscience.

Watching her suffer could just
be worsening those feelings.

So, either it's a huge problem

or it's not a problem at all.

This is your professional opinion?

Shaun has a very unique mind

and an incredibly introverted nature.

Well, thank you for that.

I'm sorry, but without
a lot more time with him,

that's the best I can offer.

What did Lim expect me to do...

stand there and smile

while she called my
medical judgment into question?

Your patient nearly died
waiting on that O.R., right?

It was bad. What do you want me to do?

Tell her to back off!

- No.
- He's a complete and utter...

Not one of those nice racists, huh?

- I shouldn't have to be...
- Claire!

Here's what you have to do...

shut up and do exactly
what Dr. Lim tells you to do.

But...

Yes, sir.

Maybe we could take turns.

You can keep an eye on my patient,

I keep an eye on yours.

No.

Her creatinine is 1.6.

Mild bump in renal numbers

isn't surprising after all her trauma.

This morning must've been crazy.

Are you okay?

This morning,

my neighbor Lea came over
and ate my apple.

That's too bad.

Yes, it was my last one.

She was upset with Armen, our landlord.

She plays her music very loud.

I gave her some advice.

It seemed to anger her

because she left without saying goodbye.

And you think you did something wrong.

No, it was good advice.

Shaun, sometimes a woman wants advice,

and sometimes she just wants support.

How can I tell which one Lea wants?

Err on the side of support.

- That's not helpful.
- Yes, it is.

Dr. Browne. You're being summoned.

All right.

About time.

All your struggling,
you've pulled out your IV.

Aren't nurses usually supposed
to do this kind of crap?

They let you go to med school,

but they don't trust you
with any real responsibility.

There must be a competent doctor
tucked around here somewhere

who tell someone
I need more than aspirin.

- "Competent"?
- Yeah.

You know what I mean.

Imhotep was the father
of modern medicine.

- An Egyptian.
- Yeah.

Good for your people.

I'm willing to bet there's even
been a couple others

over the last 3,000 years,
but guess what?

On average,

you look at most great
technological advancements,

you'll find a proud Northern European

holding the patent.

That's what you were trying
to do this morning?

Get the patent on stealing 30 bucks

from the corner store for a drug fix?

You don't like drug addicts, do you?

Mm, a lot of people I don't like.

Thieves, racists, violent punks,

but I'll treat 'em.

Was your mama a drug addict?

Wow.

That's the beauty of cliches,

is they're true so often, huh?

You don't know anything about me.

I didn't go to college.

I didn't have no
affirmative action to get me in,

but you did.

All because some bleeding-heart
liberal in the Dean's office

teared up reading your essay
about your crack-whore mama.

Aah! What the hell?

I guess we're all violent punks.

All you had to do
was give him your wallet.

Her urine output is low.

Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?!

- Get away from her!
- Hey!

You can't be in here
shoving my doctors around.

Me? He... He's the...

Oh, my God. She needs dialysis.

Her kidneys are failing fast.

This is the first stage
of total organ failure.

We removed two liters
of excess fluid with dialysis,

but she's getting worse.

Fluid's building up in her chest.

She's in pulmonary failure, too.

Draining the fluid in her pleural space

would reduce airway resistance.

Yeah, let's prep her for a thoracentesis.

We're gonna have to work fast.

I'll prep the evac drain.

I'm gonna need you to put
that needle right between...

6th and 7th rib.

Wait, you're gonna let him do...

Shut up. All right, careful.

Don't put the needle in too deep.

- We don't want to give her...
- Pneumothorax.

All right, you're in.

Now, let me see what I can pull out.

Hopefully she settles down.

CO2's down, and O2's climbing.

We can manage her kidneys and her lungs,

but the last stop
in multiple organ failure

would be her heart.

Watch her ventilation pressures
like a hawk,

push cardioprotective meds,
and page me if anything changes.

Think you're being her hero?

The fact is you hardly know her.

And you don't know him at all.

Go home.

Yep.

Okay, I am done.

He's a foul-mouthed, spiteful bully.

No problem.

I'll have the concierge find a patient

more suited to your liking.

He doesn't need a doctor doting over him.

He doesn't want me.

I don't care.

I'm sorry I disagreed with you, okay?

But I don't deserve
to be scolded like a school girl

because your ego can't handle
being challenged a little.

Oh.

That is some apology.

Look, I had a legitimate...

You really don't see the problem here?

What? With challenging you?

Right now, you are confronting me

in front of two nurses.

Would you do that to Melendez?

Or would you wait five minutes?

I have dealt with men

undermining my authority
my entire career.

We shouldn't do it to one another, too.

Now go take care of him like
you would any other patient.

Hey. Hey! Hey!

Food services...
they double-check every order.

What are you looking for?

- An apple.
- An apple?

- Who's getting an apple?
- I am!

- No.
- Shaun.

Forget the apple, please.

I'm sorry. Can I have a minute?

Shaun?

Okay.

Shaun, there's no need
to get defensive, okay?

Do you want to sit down?

No, thank you.

I want you to tell me again

exactly what happened this morning.

I told you exactly
what happened this morning.

Yes, but people have told you
that it's your fault.

Haven't they?

My actions and the shooting
were associative incidents.

It is not a causal relationship.

I paced, and she got shot,

but pacing doesn't cause shootings,

otherwise every time someone paced,

a shooting would soon follow.

Okay, that's a very good point.

When someone has a gun

and it's a dangerous situation, right?

You don't want to upset the situation.

You don't want to make it worse.

You think this is my fault, too.

No, no, it was the shoot...

It was the shooter's fault,

but your actions
may have contributed to it.

Okay, Shaun, wait a second.

Wait a second.

I know your behavior is not
completely in your control,

but I also know it's not
completely out of your control.

Is it?

So, yes, maybe it is
a little bit your fault.

And definitely mine.

You weren't even there.

That's right.

I wasn't there.

Can we sit down, please,
just for a second?

Shaun...

I convinced myself
that everything was fine

because in here, it is.

It's great.

But you need help.

Shaun...

you need guidance...

much more than I can give you.

I'm supposed to be with my patient.

I'm supposed to be watching her
like a hawk.

It's my fault.

I didn't like her.

When I first saw her
this morning, she just...

didn't look...

I don't know.

I mean, I wanted to blow her off,

so, uh... I said I forgot water.

I mean, I figured we'd go to the store

and... and I'd pretend
that I forgot my wallet.

I knew she didn't have her purse, so...

We can't go hiking without water, right?

I mean, no harm, no foul?

Mm.

She was there because of me.

She's here...

because of me.

It's not a causal relationship.

Wait, excuse me?

It's not a causal relationship...

lying and shootings.

Lying doesn't cause shootings,

otherwise, every time someone lied...

Her pulse pressure is narrow.

Wait, what does that mean?

She's dying.

Page Melendez. Stat!

Your respiratory rate is up.

Are you having trouble breathing?

Yeah. It's tight.

Find Dr. Lim.

Narrow pulse pressure indicates
a reduced cardiac output.

The inflammation is affecting her heart.

She's in end-stage organ failure.

Yes, we can insert
an intra-aortic balloon pump.

It may reduce some
of the workload on her heart,

but it's failing fast... really fast.

It only needs to work overnight.

The inflammatory reaction
will improve after that.

What if it's failing so fast
because it's not her heart?

Her hemoglobin's dropped from 14 to 12

between her last two draws.

What if the real problem
is she's bleeding somewhere?

Given what she's been through, a
two-point drop could mean nothing.

Or it could mean a bleed,

which would account
for the narrow pulse pressure.

Her heart could be fine.

If you're right, that means
we'd have to open her back up.

I don't know if her body
can handle another operation.

No, it can't.

Treating heart failure
with an aortic pump

is also a simple procedure.

So we're going to diagnose

based on which procedure is simpler?

If I'm right, there could be
no more blood to pump.

She'll be dead.

She's crashing!

We should prepare the cath lab
for a pump.

We should prepare the O.R.

Let's get her into an O.R. now.

Hemoglobin's dropped to 8.

She is bleeding out.

Yes, she is, but where?

Got to find
where the bleeder's coming from

and clip it before she dies.

I got nothing.

Must be hidden under the
retroperitoneum or mediastinum.

That's a whole lot of real estate

to cut open and just go blindly looking.

We should start at the abdomen.
She was shot there.

The bullet passed through
the posterior thorax.

BP's 40 over palp. She's dying, Neil.

Whatever you're gonna do,
you need to do it now.

We need to look everywhere.
Give me a knife and sternal saw.

I'm gonna open her up
from chest to pelvis.

Prep the sternum and abdomen
with Betadine.

Gonna need a sponge stick

to control the bleeding when we find it.

Stop!

Open her between the second
and third rib on the left side.

The bullet nicked the left
supreme intercostal artery.

The wall has blown.

How do you know?

I followed the injuries...

pelvis to bowel to spleen to diaphragm.

Next target has to be
left supreme intercostal artery.

All right, prep left intercostal space.

I can't breathe.

Why aren't you helping me?

Dr. Lim will be along
in just two minutes.

You're the damn doctor. Do your job.

I need to open up
the left neck compartment

to relieve the pressure.

Procedure tray?

You done this before?

Nope.

Scalpel.

It's too swollen.

I can't see the Adam's apple.

Okay.

Cut along the soft divot

between the carotid sheath
and the trachea.

Soft divot.

Got it.

Update me.

What did you do?

He had a cervical hematoma.
I had to relieve the pressure.

Here?

Oxygen sats are going up.

It's rare,

but post-op swelling can happen
with tracheal tears.

That's why we watch them
so closely the first 24 hours.

You mind if we finish this off
in the operating room?

I don't see anything, Shaun...

no blood and no arterial tear.

You're too high.

It's near the bifurcation.

Get some light in.

I got something. Blood's pooling
right under the bifurcation.

Clamp now.

She wasn't in heart failure.

That means her heart is still strong
enough to get her through the night.

I was wrong.

Yeah.

And you just made up for it.

You were right, Jared.

Good work.

You know what?

You were right.

My mother had problems.

So I couldn't afford to just around

expecting everything to be handed to me

or whatever else it is
that's holding you back.

And yeah, I got some breaks,

but I worked my ass off.

Two jobs, two roommates
every step of the way.

And that is what got me to the place

where I could save your life.

Your daughter's not out of the woods yet,

but I do expect her condition
to improve day by day.

Thank you, Doctor.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Mm.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Baby.

Sorry we weren't here for you.

How are you feeling?

Uh...

probably won't be hiking anytime soon.

Mm.

Hey.

You sneaking out before I can thank you?

Please, you don't need to thank me.

Oh.

Yeah, I do.

And apologize.

I was wrong about you.

I thought you were trying to ditch me.

I was...

hoping you were trying to ditch me.

I'm sorry.

When you're feeling better,

I'd like a second chance at a first date.

I'm sorry.

You were right.

I publicly disrespected you,

and so I thought it only right

to publicly respect you.

I am grateful

for the chance to learn from you.

I know you needed this victory.

Glad you saved a life today.

Just wish it wasn't a Nazi.

Lane number two.

Maddie always took that lane.

She would tuck in behind me

and draft until the last 200 meters.

It was a dirty little trick.

- It worked.
- Every time.

13 years ago today.

Yeah.

I miss her, too.

Give her space, right?

Give her space.

She just drifted
farther and farther away.

Everything I did...

I did wrong.

You did your best.

I was...

practically living at your house
back then, and...

If I hadn't...

You were both teenagers.

You were idiots.

You got lucky, she didn't.

If I...

was there more...

if I...

stayed on her...

You're there for him.

Here's your extended
forecast for the week.

Starting off with a little bit
of cloud cover

in San Francisco,
temperatures in the low 70s...

...just a few degrees as we get
closer to the weekend.

Expect dry conditions
for the next seven days here...

I, uh, saw your light.

I'm sorry.

Claire told me to apologize

because you didn't want me
to tell the truth.

You only wanted me
to support your position,

even though it's wrong.

Well, I don't accept.

I may have overreacted
this morning a little.

And you were honest... brutally honest...

but you shouldn't have to wear
ear plugs in your own home.

And don't start lying to me
to make me feel good.

You're the only honest guy I know.

So...

...have a good night, Shaun Murphy.

And I will try not to keep you up.

♪ I'll be your mirror ♪

♪ Reflect what you are ♪

♪ In case you don't know ♪

♪ I'll be the wind ♪

♪ The rain and the sunset ♪

♪ The light on your door
to show that you're home ♪

♪ 'Cause when you think
the night has seen your mind ♪

I made a mistake today.

- ♪ That inside you're ♪
- And someone got hurt.

♪ Twisted and unkind ♪

♪ Let me stand to show
that you are blind ♪

♪ Please put down your hands ♪

♪ 'Cause I see you ♪

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