All language subtitles for New.Amsterdam.S01E10

.

[bright tones]

- Previously,
on "New Amsterdam"...

- You have cancer.
Squamous cell carcinoma.

- I want to try
precision targeted therapy.

Chemo's gonna take the life
out of me and I--I want

to keep running this hospital.
- It's too big a risk.

Doctor Bloom asked me
to consult

on the hematology patient.

Her file says that
she received her heart

from a Luna Goodwin.

- Your sister--she gave me
a beautiful life.

- She had me arrange this.

- [gasps, gurgling]
- Max?

[shaky breathing]
Baby!

Oh, my--help!

Help!

[sirens wailing]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[tires squealing]

[sirens wailing]

♪

- We've got Marina Latimer,
mid 60s.

Been down for three minutes.

- It's her third time here
this week.

- She went back into V-fib
right after I shocked her.

- Charge to 200.

Clear.

[electrical zap]

♪

Okay, I've got a pulse.

Her heart's
a ticking time bomb.

Let's put V-fib pads on her
and find Reynolds.

He needs to put in
an ICD, today.

♪

[upbeat jazz music]

- Yo, Dora.
Where's Max?

- Out of pocket
for a few hours.

- Oh, okay.
Well, I have a patient

who needs an ICD surgery.

Her insurance won't cover it
so I'm just gonna charge it

to the Community Care Fund.

- Max is the only one
who can approve surgeries

from the Community Care Fund.

- He's out of pocket
for a few hours.

- Can this wait until
it doesn't get me fired?

- Um, look, whenever there's
a surgery that needs to be done

I just give Max a heads-up
and I do it, all right?

He dots the "I's"
and crosses the "T's" later.

We--we got a whole system.

- He's been here
for like three weeks.

- Yeah, that's how efficient
we are.

[mischievous music]

- Dora, hi.

Just on my way
to Max's office right now.

- Yeah, he was out of pocket
for a few hours.

- He's what?
Oh, shoot.

No, really?

Uh, as the
nurses' union liaison,

I need to tell him that
the hospital-wide walkout

was authorized just now
for today.

- "Walkout"?

- No, no, no.
It's a good--it's a good thing.

Max gave them the idea.
[chuckles]

- Of course he did.
- Yeah, I probably should have

led with that.

Did you know that insurance
has covered over-the-counter

emergency contraception
since 1996,

and now all of a sudden,
out of the blue, they're like,

"No, uh-uh.
Not without a prescription"?

That's not fair, right?

There's--there's no way
we're gonna let that slide.

And yes, for the record,
"Norma Rae"

is my favorite movie.
[clicks tongue]

Go, girl.

- Dora, uh, I've been
texting Max,

but he's not responding.

- He's out of pocket
for a few hours.

- But I need to talk to him.

- [laughs]
I've basically authorized

a surgery that's not covered
by insurance, and I'm about

to endure a walkout
from the nurses,

so whatever you need right now,
I'm sure I can handle.

- It's private.
- Dora.

Dora, I've been looking
for Max.

- Okay, I'm only gonna
say this once more:

Max is out of pocket
for a few hours.

Please, save your news,
questions,

mysterious personal requests,
or whatever it is

that you need, for his return.

Thank you.

[radio chatter]

- Dr. Panthaki.
Thank you

for picking up Max's samples
in person.

- But to be clear, this cooler
is full of Miller Lites, right?

- Yes.

Yes, because I'm the type
who drinks domestic.

- So tell me, will this be
your first time

seeing Lauryn Hill in concert?

- Actually, no.
I've seen her several times.

But never on a date.

- So in your head,
this is a date, huh?

That's interesting.

- Just--just give me my ticket.

- Actually,
let's do this properly.

Get dressed up.

Dinner.

- Okay.

- Great.

- Well, I--I should go now.

- Me, too.

Oh, and we're going Dutch
on dinner, so make sure

you bring some cash.

[phone ringing]

[phone beeps]

- Max, are you on
your way back?

- [indistinct whimpering]
Helen!

Helen, can you hear me?

- Georgia?
What's wrong?

- It's Max.
He--he collapsed.

He's not moving.

- Does he have a pulse?

- Okay.

Yes.
- Did you call 911?

- They're coming but, um,
the call dropped

and I just didn't know
what to do.

- Put your cheek
over his mouth.

Do you feel air moving?

- [moans]
There is, uh,

like, a whistling--
a raspy sound.

- Put the phone next
to his throat.

- [raspy, labored breathing]

[suspenseful music]

- Georgia?
- Yes?

- Georgia, Max's throat
is blocked.

- What?
- You need to make

a new path
so that he can breathe.

- Okay.
- You're gonna cut a small hole

in his throat...
- What?

No.
No, I can't.

- Yes, yes.
Yes, you can.

You can, because I'm gonna
help you.

Find something that can cut
a hole in his throat

and a tube
to slide through it.

- Find something.

Okay.
[sniffles]

[heavy breathing]

Uh...

♪

Oh, uh, I have a--

I have a pocket knife.

Oh, God.

And a--and a plastic straw.

- Use the knife to cut, um,
three inches.

It doesn't have to be exact.

- [whimpers]

- Here we go, Georgia.
- Okay.

[deep breaths]

- Use your index finger.

Find Max's Adam's apple.

- Okay, I found it.

- Feel down from there
until you come

to a little indentation.

Make a half-inch,
horizontal cut

through that indentation.

- [deep breath]
[whimpers]

What if it's--
what if it's not clean?

What if I give him
an infection?

- Georgia--Georgia,
Max can't breathe.

You need to help him breathe.

- [sighs]

You can do this.
[breathes deeply]

Okay.
[sobbing]

Oh, God.

♪

I did it.
I did it.

- Good job.
- Oh...

- Now, pinch the far edges
together.

Use your finger to keep
the hole open

and slide the tube halfway in.

♪

Oh, God.
Okay.

[groans]
- Air should be coming out

of that tube.

- [heavy breathing]

It's--it's not--

it's not working.

God, it's not working!

It didn't work!
It didn't work!

♪

- You--you might just need
to help his lungs expand.

Blow into the tube.

- [blowing gently]

[gasps]
Come on, come on.

♪

Oh, come on, come on.

Come on.
Come on.

♪

Come on, come on, come on.

[air whistling through straw]

Oh!
Oh, he...

- [breathing through straw]

- He's breathing.
He's breathing.

- [sighs]
- [weeping] Oh, my God.

♪

Oh, good.
[sobbing]

[helicopter blades whirring]

Oh, good.

.

[helicopter blades whirring]

[suspenseful music]

- How long
was his airway obstructed?

How long was he not breathing,
ma'am?

- Uh, six or seven minutes,
maybe.

- We got a possible
cerebral hypoxia!

Let's pick up speed!

- What does that mean?

- Means there's
a big difference

between six and seven minutes.

♪

[romantic accordion music]

♪

- Mr. Mokrani?
- Yes.

- How are you?
- Not great.

- Yeah, let's have a look.

Does that hurt, right there?
- Yes.

- Yeah.
Fell during a show?

- No.

At the after-party.
- Ah.

- I challenged another dancer
to a fouetté competition.

- Mm-hmm.
- I can fouetté in my sleep,

but in my sleep,
I'm neither wasted

nor on a pool table.
- Oh, please.

I was just as drunk and
on-a-pool-table as you were.

- Know that you did not
out-dance me.

- Basem, I out-danced you
so bad,

you're in a hospital.
- Yeah, well, I don't know

if it counts as out-dancing

if he fell off a pool table.

[nostalgic music]

- Yeah, but I didn't.

So, I out-danced him.

- Dancing is the art
of not falling?

- [laughs]
I'm sorry, who are you?

- [laughs]

Uh, yeah, I'm...
[stammers]

Just a guy challenging you
to a, uh...

fouetté rematch.

Don't worry, I took dance
all through...

uh, never.

♪

- Hello?
- Yeah.

- Don't you have
some medicine to practice?

- Mm-hmm.
Uh, so, uh,

you have a dislocated elbow.
Go ahead

and take this pen
with your left hand.

Now, grab it tight.
Hang on.

- Ow! Oh!
- Okay?

- Oof.
- Better?

- [sighs in relief]
Yeah.

- Yeah, good.
Okay, he's okay.

I was thinking
loser buys dinner.

♪

- [stammers]
Really?

- I mean, yeah.
I'm not scared

if you're not scared.

♪

Looks good.

Looks pretty--pretty good.
- Okay, you go.

- My turn?
- Yep.

- This is embarrassing,
'cause I actually thought

"fouetté" was a French dessert,

so I didn't know that it was
that spin-y thing.

That was way better
than what I thought it was.

But, uh...

excuse me.

Uh, you're gonna go ahead
and ice that elbow

and you're gonna be fine.

Are you coming?

- Um...

it's 2:00 in the morning.

- Yeah, but I gotta be
back here

in three hours anyway--
and full disclosure,

I can't afford
a real restaurant,

so we were just headed
to the cafeteria regardless,

but the Jell-O is phenomenal.

♪

You in?

♪

[radio chatter]

[rousing percussion music]

♪

- Hey.

What's with the T-shirts?

- You said you were gonna
take time off

to take care of yourself.

- I am, and I will.

I tried to talk to Max
this morning,

but he's not here.

- He's always here.

- Well, right now he's not,
and I can't just

stop running the ED, can I?

- I feel so bad, all the work
you do on me.

I've become this burden
to everyone.

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

It's just that you have
mediocre insurance,

and I think you should be
treated like you have

Cadillac insurance,
so we're gonna cover you

for an ICD implant.

Today.
- For the whole surgery?

What about
the anesthesiologist?

Sometimes they get you
with the anesthesiologist.

- For the whole surgery.

- So glad Gertie
is doing better.

Bye.

both: Hello.
- Oh, nice T-shirt.

- Thank you.
Power to the people, Vijay.

- Ella was telling me
that I helped her save

her crazy Chihuahua.

- Oh.
All right, Ka-pooch.

I didn't know you did work
on canines.

That's cool.
- I don't.

I gave her a little money
for the vet.

- How much?
- $2,000.

- American?

[pagers beeping]

[suspenseful music]

- Oh, I gotta go,
but I'll see you in prep.

♪

- Sharpe!
What's the code?

- It's Max.
- I'm sorry, what?

- What happened?

- I don't have all the details,
but he's collapsed.

He's in a medevac
on his way here now.

- Is it serious?
- I should get the trauma team.

- They'll be here
in two minutes.

There's something else,

something that you all need
to know in order

to treat him properly
when he arrives.

- All right, Sharpe, what's--
what's going on?

♪

- Max has
squamous cell carcinoma.

♪

Advanced stages.

♪

The trauma team's
gonna meet us here.

- No--whoa, hold on a second.

- How long have you known
about this?

- Since his first day.

- Since his first day?
- Look, I--I know

that this is shocking,
but whatever we're feeling,

we're gonna have
to put it aside

because we need to focus.

[approaching helicopter
whirring]

♪

[man speaking indistinctly]

- Hey, clear a path!

[monitors beeping]

- O2 stat's dropping.
- Okay, let's up oxygen

to 100%.
- Push more fluid.

- Does anybody know how long
he was out for?

- Okay, everybody out
of my ED, now!

[dramatic music]

- [indistinct directions]

- Should I page Dr. Candelario?
- No.

Yes, yeah.
Page her, please.

- On three.
One, two, three.

- Monitor
for ischemic cascade.

♪

- Why hasn't he started chemo?

- In two weeks he starts, uh,

an immunotherapy trial.
- What?

- Huh?
- Well, that's--

that's what he wanted.

- That's what he wanted?
- Yes, Floyd.

He's the patient.
- Yeah, but he's also

the medical director
of this entire hospital.

Am I the only one who's
wondering what happens next?

- What--what are you doing
out here?

- Candelario is working on him.

- Why?

- Because I just got off
of back-to-back doubles,

and Candelario
is an excellent doctor.

- You pull doubles
all the time.

- Max deserves to have a doctor
with fresh eyes.

Do you disagree?

♪

- How is he?

- We don't know yet.

Might be hypoxia.

- So, like most of you,
Doctor Sharpe told me

about Max's condition,
and needless to say,

I was a bit shocked,

but we don't have time
to be shocked,

or angry, or upset.

We all have a hospital to run,

and while Max is in there,
we need a leader out here,

and that's gonna be me.

Until further notice, I am
the new Medical Director

of New Amsterdam.

♪

.

- I need surgery schedules,
staff rotation.

I need the minutes
from the last

department chair meeting.

- That--that's gonna take
a little while

to put together.
- Okay, then let's start

with what Max
was overseeing today.

- His hot list.
- Yeah.

What's the hot list?
- It's his to-do list,

but with a cooler name.

- Ah.

- I'll call it something else.
- Thank you.

Don't worry,
I'm only temporary.

I have several calls out for
more permanent replacements.

- Dean Fulton, all this
is incredibly premature.

When Max wakes up--
- If Max wakes up,

he will still have cancer.

He certainly didn't expect
to continue this job

while undergoing chemo.

Ah-hah.

Of course he did.

- So all you care about
is business.

- Let me tell you something...

every single day,
10,000 patients walk

into this hospital
and its clinics.

Our annual budget
is $1.5 billion,

and the governor is demanding
that we cut it by 10%,

which is really tough,
because our expenses come in

well over $1.8 billion.

Our infrastructure report
after Hurricane Sandy

told us that we were sinking
into the East River,

and will need $100 million

infused within the next
two years so we don't end up

like Bangladesh
after a monsoon!

And the one guy who's in charge
of this whole show

is lying in Trauma One
with a tube down his throat.

And what about
a succession plan?

He knew he was sick.

You knew he was sick.

Someone should have had
a plan in place.

Right?

What?

[tense music]

♪

[phone ringing]

- I just made us the greatest--

- Max has had a set-back.

His throat closed up.

- Where is he?

- In the trauma unit.

- Well, uh, is he responsive?
- Still unconscious,

but at least
he's breathing again.

- How long was he down?

- Six or seven minutes.

I need to ask a favor.

- Anything.
- I need you to move up

Max's start date.

- To when?

- To tomorrow.

- Helen, I just got the cells.

- I know, I know I'm asking
a lot, but if Max is gonna

keep running this hospital,
then he needs to be

in your trial.

[suspenseful music]

- Let me see what I can do.

- [sighs]

[somber music]

[sighs]

[monitors beeping]
[air hissing]

- Monitoring.

Decompression.

- Dr. Candelario is suctioning
Max's lungs.

He's really lucky
you were there.

- Stand by.

- Hey, you want
to step outside?

Get some fresh air?

- What's the difference
between six and seven minutes?

♪

- "Six and seven minutes"?

- EMT said he might
have hypoxia.

♪

I don't know how to pray.

♪

I'm not religious, but I wish

I knew how to pray.

♪

- We've got blood.

[alarms beeping]

- What's happening?
What's happening?

Could be ARDS.

- Oh, God!

♪

[mellow piano music]

♪

[overlapping chatter]

- Hey.

- Ooh, you're seriously
taking me to the theater

in your scrubs.
- I'm on call,

but when I put
this jacket on, like so...

♪

- [laughs]

- You're looking at me like
you can't quite believe

you're dating somebody
so stylish.

- Just like looking at you.

- Hmm.
[laughs]

♪

- So, are you excited to see
Pina Bausch's company?

- My God, I can't stop
saying it.

Pina Bausch.
Pina Bausch.

Pina Bausch.
- [laughs]

Hey, you wanna know
an interesting thing

about Pina Bausch?
- Pina Bausch.

- It's super rare
for her company to be

performing on a Monday.
- Oh, is it?

- Mm-hmm.
- Weir-sch.

- Theaters are dark on Monday.
- Did not know that.

- You wanna know another thing?
- I sure do.

- Her company performed
just last night

at the Kansallisooppera.

- And that's even more fun
to say.

- It's also in Finland.
- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

- Now, it sounds like
you don't think we're going

to see Pina Bausch.

- What is this?

- What's that--what?

Oh.

[playing slow tune]

♪

[laughs]
Uh...

♪

Yeah, you got me.
There's no show.

♪

Just a guy who can't quite
believe his luck.

♪

- Really?
[laughs]

- Really.

♪

- [laughs]

♪

[gasps]

♪

- Will you marry me?

[pager beeping]

Not even gonna check that.

I'm not even gonna look
until you say something.

No rush.

Someone could be dying...
- [laughs]

- Right now.

♪

- Yes, I'll marry you.

- Yes?
- Yes.

[tender music]

[sniffles]

[laughs]

Oh, my God,
it's beautiful. [sniffles]

So beautiful.

♪

[pager beeping]

- Hey, I gotta go.
I gotta go.

- Go, go, go. Jacket.
- Yeah, but I--yeah.

I'll make it quick, I promise.

She said yes!
- [laughs]

[applause]

♪

[monitor beeping]

[tense music]

♪

- You know--hey, hey,
I've been thinking about this.

This kind of explains a lot,
don't you think?

- What?
- The--all the crazy changes

he made around here.
That explains a lot of it.

Yeah, I mean, like, who--
who forms a cardio unit

that doesn't care about money,

or who--who puts fruits
and vegetables

in vending machines?

Who encourages their own staff
to stage a walkout?

Do you know what I mean?
It's a--it's a dying man

saying "screw you"
to the system, that's who.

- What do you want me to say?

- I don't--anything.

Just join
the conversation, man.

Or are you just gonna
stand there staring at me

like the old Kapoor?

- I was not aware
there was a new Kapoor.

- Oh, yes.
No, there are two

very distinct Kapoors.
The old Kapoor was this

solemn fellow
who rarely spoke to people,

and then Max comes
on the scene and bam,

all of a sudden
you're smiley-face guy

who randomly lends $2,000
to the coffee girl

for her quote-unquote "dog."

- You have no right
to talk about Ella's character.

- Except I do, because she took
$2,000 from you.

- I gave it to her,

and for the records,
there is no old or new Kapoor.

There is only Kapoor.

[lighthearted music]

♪

- Doctor...

So I see that your patient,
Marina Latimer,

is scheduled for an ICD.

- Yes.

- Why is it being charged
to the Community Care Fund?

- Because her insurance
is garbage.

- Oh.

I don't see Max's signature
anywhere on the document.

- Right, yeah, he would have
approved that

had he not collapsed.
- Right.

Is she stable?

- Yes.

- This is not
a necessary surgery.

- Okay, Mrs. Latimer
has been in and out

of this hospital
more than her own home.

This ICD will completely
change her life.

- Doctor,
a public hospital's job

is not to change
people's lives.

It's to save people's lives.

[tense music]

We will not be paying
for this surgery.

♪

.

- Oh, Dean.
Hey, Dean, hi.

You wanted to see me?
- Yeah.

- Hi.
What's up?

- How you holding up, kiddo?

- Uh--uh, you know.

Terribly.

- We go way back, don't we?

- Mm-hmm.
Am I fired?

- Ignatius, come on.

- Well, usually when people say
"we go way back,"

it's because you're not going
way forward.

- This is about the nurses
and the walkout.

- Oh, good, right.
Yes.

Um, HCC needs to come back
to the table

so we can make some progress.

- They're not coming back
to the table.

- Well, if the nurses
stand together, we have a shot.

- They're not coming back
to the table.

HCC wouldn't tell Max,
but they told me.

If the nurses walk,
then I have no choice.

I just have to replace them.
- You can't.

You can't replace 1,600 nurses.

- So I'll have to close
the wards that we can't staff.

I'm gonna have to send
the doctors home,

send custodial home.

People are gonna lose
their jobs, and for what?

- We work in healthcare,
and we can't provide

our own people
with comprehensive healthcare.

- I want you to listen
to me now.

With Max down,
this is not the right time.

Convince the nurses
to stand down,

or else everyone--
patients included--

everyone is gonna
pay the price.

- Fine.

All right, fine.

[tense music]

[monitors beeping]
[air hissing]

- Hey, uh, can I get an update?

For, uh, Georgia?

- He's still unresponsive.

We're having a hard time
getting his heart rate up.

- Well, maybe I can help.

- He's not your patient.

- He's my friend.

- Can I talk to you, please?

[clears throat]

Then why did you pass him off?

- Max...

Max needed fresh eyes.

- [laughs]
I've known you six years

and I have never once heard you
refer to your eyes

as not fresh.

- My shift was over.

- Lauren.

Why did you pass Max off?

I- I've been working
at Bronx General a lot...

and working here a lot.

I don't know, the last--

last few weeks it was...

it was too much.

I hit a wall.

- Okay.

- And, um...

I've been taking
a little bit more...

Adderall than prescribed.

- How much more?
- I don't know.

Just more.

But I'm handling it, okay?

I'm gonna--I'm gonna take
some time off,

I'm gonna figure it out.

I was gonna talk to Max
this morning, but...

[solemn music]

Anyway...

that's why I passed him off.

♪

[overlapping chatter]

♪

- So, do you really think

Ella doesn't have a dog?

- [sighs]
Are you serious right now?

Is that--
is that a serious question?

New Amsterdam
is upside-down right now.

Max is in the ICU,
the dean wants me to tank

the walkout, and you're focused
on some woman's Chihuahua?

Come on, man.
- So you do think

she has a dog.
- I don't care.

Dog, no dog, it doesn't matter.

- It matters to me.

- Why?

Why does it matter?

- Because...

there is a new Kapoor.

- I think there's
a new Iggy, too.

- So what do you think this...

new Iggy and new Kapoor
should do?

[mellow music]

♪

- Are you Dr. Goodwin's wife?

- Yes.

- I--I just want to say
that your husband

is the first man
in his position...

[sighs]

To care about the janitors.

♪

We wait for good news.

♪

- Hey, hey, hey!
I come bearing

the sweetest cantaloupe
you have ever had.

I know your, uh, cravings
haven't started yet,

but when they do,
I feel like they're gonna be

really melon-heavy.

I don't know why,
I just get that vibe.

[laughs]
You okay?

What's wrong?
Is it the baby?

- When I came home
there was a FedEx waiting...

with contracts from
New Amsterdam Medical Center.

Good news.

You got the job...

that I didn't know
you'd even applied for.

- I didn't--I didn't apply,
it just happened.

- When was the interview?
- [stammers]

A week ago...
- A week ago.

- But, uh, look,
the dean of medicine called me

out of nowhere and he said,
"I need an answer right away."

And I figure why tell you...
- "Why tell me"?

- If I don't know--
- We made a promise, Max.

Remember?

We were going to raise
this child together.

We were going to put
our careers second.

[shaky laugh]

I gave up everything.

This job is the opposite
of that.

- I'm gonna make it work.

- Really?

It is the largest
public hospital in the country.

- And I'm gonna figure out
how to squeeze everything in.

- Oh, great.
Will you, Max?

Will you figure out how
you can squeeze me in and--

and your child?

- That's not what I meant.

- Well, that's what's
gonna happen.

- By the time this baby
gets here, I'm gonna have

this place running smoothly.

I can come home early.

I can take weekends.

- You won't.

Not unless I'm sick,
not unless the baby's sick.

That is the only way
you will stop,

and just...

be.

- And just be what, Georgia?

This is--this is the life
of a doctor.

This is my life.

- No, it's not.

It's not.

We know doctors--we know
dozens of doctors--

and this is not their life.

You're obsessed, Max.
You are.

It's not healthy.

It's like an addiction.

I know you love me.

[sniffles]

But when the hospital calls...

it always wins.

[sniffles]

I can't let my daughter
grow up

feeling like she's not
the most important thing

in her father's life.

I can't do this anymore, Max.
[sniffles]

[sniffling]

[door opens, closes]

[mellow music]

[sirens wailing]

♪

- Georgia...

with your permission,
I would like to provide Max

with a small prayer.

♪

[speaking foreign language]

♪

- [sniffles]

♪

What is that?

♪

Did I hurt him?

♪

- No.

I think you might have
just saved his life.

.

- It's called
a paraneoplastic syndrome.

- The way his skin got red
and swollen

where you kissed him?

That's happening everywhere
in his body.

Everything's becoming red
and swollen,

and shutting down.

- From the cancer?

- Yes.

But now that we know
what it is, we can treat it.

- And he'll be okay, right?

[somber music]

- Uh, we'll have
to wait and see.

♪

- Let's let the HCC
know what we want!

all: We'll march all day!

We'll march all night!

'Cause birth control
is our right!

We'll march all day!

We'll march all night!

- Louder!

All right, come on!
This one's for the one and only

true Medical Director
of New Amsterdam:

Max Goodwin!
Let's make it bigger!

all: March all day!
March all night!

- You know, I just--
I think Max would have hated

to see a bunch of clever
homemade protest signs

go to waste, you know?

You look like you're a small.
Right, sir?

There.
For you.

all: March all night!
'Cause birth control...

- Forceps.

Suture.

[electrocardiograph beeping]

- [through microphone]
Reynolds?

Is that Marina Latimer?

- It is.

- So you're willing
to risk your job

for one surgery.

- I'm willing to risk my job
for one patient.

Now, the ICD is implanted,
and I'm using

a 4-0 nylon suture for closure.

When I am done she'll spend
24 hours in recovery.

Then I am sending her home
without a bill.

If the hospital won't pay,

bill me.

♪

- ♪ What if I'm wrong

♪ What I've lied

♪ What if I've
dragged you here ♪

[Wolf Larsen's
"If I Be Wrong" playing]

♪ To my own dark night

♪ And what if I know

♪ What if I see

♪ There is a crack

♪ Run right down

- I'll give you a moment.

- ♪ The front of me

♪

- So that's my wife.

What do you think?

Not bad, right?
I did okay.

♪

She would have loved you.

Thing is, I...

I almost blew it with Georgia
a few months ago.

She, uh, saw right through me.

She figured out
that everything I do

is because of you.

I just keep trying
to save you.

- ♪ What if we're wrong

- Over and over,
that's all I do.

And I never...

never will.

♪

So now I got a wife...

and a daughter
on the way, and...

I'm always gonna love you.

Always...

♪

- ♪ Tonight

- Always...

♪

But I need to start living
for them, too.

♪

- [sniffles]

♪

[sniffles]

♪

[sniffling]

♪

- Georgia.

- ♪ Ten thousand cars

- Oh, my God...

- ♪ There are ten thousand

- It's okay.
- [sobbing]

- ♪ To run

♪ Away

- [sobbing]

♪

- ♪ Not Cohen's hound

♪ What if I be wrong

♪ If I be right

♪ Let me be here

♪ With you tonight

♪

[pager beeping]

♪

[knocking on door]

- Dr. Reynolds.

♪

- Is the dean looking for me?

- [laughs]

I'm sorry, I can't seem
to stop.

Max is awake.

- [sighs]

♪

- I should have told...
[sighs]

everybody from the beginning.

♪

Um...

but I've been wrong before.

♪

Sharpe.

I want to start chemo.

♪

No clinical trials, no risk.

I don't want to risk...

losing you again.

♪

That's my priority.

- ♪ But if I can't

- Which means--
- No.

No, you're not resigning.

- I have no choice.

- You will if we help you.

I mean, if you're willing
to delegate,

we'll all have your back.

- Like you had ours.

- Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, count me in.

- Me, too.

- I don't mind putting in
the extra time

if it means keeping you around.

- Guys...

you're not hearing me.

- I think they're hearing you
just fine, Max.

These are your people.

This is your hospital.

For better or worse,
there's no going back, Max.

- Georgia, help me out.

♪

- [sighs]

Max is about to start
the most intense fight

of his life.

- ♪ I will escape

- And above everything...

- ♪ For sure

- He has to take care
of himself.

- ♪ I am David Blaine

♪ But if I be wrong

- Which is why
he's not quitting.

- ♪ Let me be here

♪ With you

♪ If I be wrong

- This job--

this job is who you are.

In some ways...

it's who you've always been.

- ♪ I've been wrong

- I honestly believe...

that by staying here...

working, helping...

- ♪ So if I be wrong

- Will keep you alive.

- ♪ If I be right

♪ Let me be here

♪ With you

♪ Tonight