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- Uh...
- Ha.

That wasn't the warm reception
I was expecting.

Sorry. Just thinking
about the day ahead.

Speaking of...

dinner before the recruiting
event tonight?

Oh, yeah.

Inspiring the hearts and minds

of the next generation
of Navy sailors.

Don't sound so excited.

Wish I could stay, but Du calls.

Hey, you okay?

You were tossing and turning
like crazy last night.

Yeah, all good,
and yes to dinner.

You're not hearing me,
Dr. Halstead.

With the hospital being sued...

I'm under a microscope.
I get it.

Doesn't make it fair.

You ignored
your patient's wishes

and put the hospital
in jeopardy.

It's absolutely fair,

and now you have to deal
with the consequences.

You're in for interrogatories,
depositions, mediation,

and then possibly a civil trial,

and that doesn't even include
what you may have to

go through with
the state medical board.

Yeah. Okay.

Every move you make
will be scrutinized

by Jennifer Baker's attorneys.

Stick to the script.

Don't give them any more ammo.

Until the lawsuit is settled,

you are the perfect doctor.

Are we clear?

Because your future
at this hospital...

depends on it.

Five, six, seven, eight...

Uh-uh, girlfriend.
Go to Treatment 4, please.

- You got it.
- Thank you.

Right this way.

All right.

Reese, why so glum?

- Residency Match picks.
- Ah.

They have to be in by end of day

and I have no clue what to do.

I'm literally choosing

where I'll spend
the next four years of my life.

And probably the rest
of your life after that.

Be nice.

Dr. Choi, incoming!

- Where are we going, Maggie?
- Trauma 2.

- Dad?
- Bret Cooper, 17-year-old male,

down on the ice after a hip
check... GCS 10, improved to a 12.

- Rotate.
- Must have got his bell rung.

I'm his father.
I was there.

He didn't get his bell rung.
He barely got hit.

Bret, I'm Dr. Choi.
Can you hear me?

- Can you breathe?
- Get me off of here!

All right, let's transfer him.
Reese, on your count.

Okay, nice and easy.
One, two, three.

Uhh!

Transfer the oxygen,
leave him on the cannula,

and let's get him up
on the monitors.

- On it.
- Check his sat levels.

Okay. Pupils equal
bilaterally and reactive.

He stayed on his skates
the whole time.

Bret, I need you to focus
on me... is there any pain?

Ah... there!
Right where you're touching.

Your show, Reese.

He needs a CT head and spine,

and I would get him a chest X-ray.

- Come on, really?
- We got this.

Oh, my God... is it a
concussion... What happened, Jack?

He was battling for a puck
along the boards... it's nothing.

Here we are in
the emergency room, Jack.

Mr. and Mrs. Cooper, I'm
gonna need you to step outside.

Bret had a bad concussion
last month.

Honey, it's not a concussion.

Look, Doc,
he's got a scholarship

on the table
for Boston College, okay?

Another concussion,
they might rescind the offer.

My eyes... everything's blurry!

Bret, you have to stay still.

Please, Bret, you have to hold
still... hold still, buddy.

- Dad!
- Son, you okay?

Dad!
Dad, I can't see!

- Stay still, Bret.
- I can't see!

Stay still, Bret.
Stay still.

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

Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.

- The cat nap's over.
- Oh, yeah.

They're on their way in.

- How long was I down?
- About 20 minutes.

Oh, it felt like 20 seconds.

You know you're only supposed
to work 12-hour shifts, right?

- It's the law.
- I know.

But Dr. Downey
makes his own rules.

- All right...
- Half a minute more.

Come on.

Down.

Ticktock.

Doc, hey.
How is he?

- What happened to his eyesight?
- His vision's fine.

It was a transient impairment,
probably caused by anxiety.

What about his head?
Is it another concussion?

Can't say for sure yet.

We're doing a CT of his head
and cervical spine

to make sure
there's no bleeding.

That might require surgery.

Surgery?
Oh, God.

I'm not saying he needs surgery.

We just need
to rule everything out.

Relax, hon, okay?

Let's not get worked up
before the tests come back.

It's... it... it's...

it's like...
it's like I...

It's like I said before.
It... it l-looks worse than it is.

Look, Doc, I played 18 seasons.
I took a hit or two.

99% of the time, it was nothing.

I sat out a shift,
got right back in.

Trust me, I get it.

Listen, as soon
as we get the tests back,

we'll figure out our next step.

Okay.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Ma'am.

It's gonna be fine.

Whoa.

- Tired, Dr. Rhodes?
- No, I feel great.

Sign for the lungs,
and let's move.

All right.

- How long was he waiting?
- Half a minute.

- Watch out, please.
- Yes. Spoke with Dr. Bucchheit

about Loratazone...
Think it's gonna work out.

Hey, Greg, let me call you back.

Dr. Halstead... Will.

Zoe, how are you?
Your hair's different.

- I like it.
- Yeah?

Yeah. Thank you.

Had a great time
the other night.

You've officially converted me
to a rye whiskey girl.

It cleanses the soul,
or at least the memory.

Things any better?

Well, they haven't gotten worse.

Guess that's something.

Good.
Cup half full... my kind of guy.

Round two soon?

I'm free tonight.

I'll call you
when my shift's over.

Yeah.
Okay.

Mr. Anderson,
I'm Dr. Halstead.

Oh, please, call me Tim.

You got it, Tim.

So you're a diabetic?

Yeah, since after college.
Lucky bastard, I know.

I see you're on the
blood-thinner Warfarin.

- How's your INR?
- Don't know.

I haven't had it checked
in a few weeks.

Mm-hmm. Let's have a listen.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, you've also had
a mitral valve replaced.

I can hear the clicking.

Yeah, two stent operations,
an atherectomy,

and a laser angioplasty.

And somehow
still putting us all to shame.

You look like
a Bergdorf's catalog.

Well, look good,
feel good, Dr. Manning.

I was wondering
if I would see you.

Dr. Halstead,
you mind if I sit in?

You don't have to ask.

So what's going on today?

Last time you were in
for a foot infection.

- Any reoccurrence?
- No,

just a little shortness
of breath.

I was cleaning out my attic,

started feeling a little light-headed.

Nothing, really, to worry about,

but, still,
better safe than sorry.

Anything else?

My left leg's been aching a bit.

Mr. Anderson
is in congestive heart failure.

- Oh?
- It's mild.

At least, that's what
my last doctor told me.

But you could still stand
to lose some of that fluid.

All right, what we're gonna
do... chest X-Ray, EKG, labs.

Have IR do an angiogram,
check the flow of the leg.

Here I was, thinking
I was gonna make it home

for the Bulls game.

Don't worry, Tim, we'll
get you the Wi-Fi password.

You can watch the game
on your phone.

Hey.

A little overboard.
His leg wasn't cold.

A vascular ultrasound, maybe,

but an angiogram's
a bit much to start.

He's a decade-long vasculopath.

His blood vessels are shot.

He's not indicating.

I hardly think he needs another
uncomfortable procedure.

There's no telling
what he needs.

Look, I am not
dismissing you, Nat,

but I did the intake.

It's my call.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hoo, you look like crap.

Thanks.

Downey boot camp.

Presume
you're on the transplant?

Ex-vivo... have you ever seen one?

The lungs are perfused out...

Outside the body, yeah.
I know the procedure.

Yeah, the patient was
an NYFD first responder on 9/11.

He developed pulmonary fibrosis
from debris exposure.

So no good deed, right?

I got to jet.

Your trauma pages
are coming to me now.

- Lunch later?
- Page me.

So then I just break up
the center

and carry the puck
into the zone myself?

Exactly. You catch the D-man
in the neutral zone.

And I'll be left with a two-on-one.

Good read.

Hey, put that away now.

Good news.
CT head and spine were clear.

- No concussion?
- No concussion.

So I'm out of here?

And off to Chestnut Hill.
Go, Eagles.

- Sweet! Thanks, Doc.
- Sure.

Sports aren't really my thing.

What'd I tell you, hon?

Nothing.
The kid's a rock.

Like father, like son.
Doc, thanks so much.

You got it.

Okay, so let's go tell
those bad-news scouts

that the nation's number-one
recruit is good to go.

Dr. Choi, is it possible
you missed something?

Bret complains of headaches.
Mom.

He's had this one for two weeks.

Joan, enough!

Look, the scan
came back clean, honey.

Stop looking for something
that isn't there.

LP?

Headaches could be
a symptom of meningitis.

An infection like that wouldn't
show up on the CT.

Could explain why a minor hit

caused such a big
reaction earlier.

I think it's best
we do a spinal tap.

Okay, but meningitis,
that is treatable, right?

Hockey can wait
for an hour, Jack.

Okay, Joan.

So, Bret,

if you could lie on your side

and pull your knees
up to your chest,

I'm gonna numb you
with a local anesthetic.

Are you okay?

Feeling a little dizzy.

- Okay.
- Bret? Bret!

- Bret!
- Bret!

- Bret!
- Reese!

Little help!

- Anything hurt?
- Not really.

Gonna be stiff tomorrow,
though, aren't I?

Yeah, but pain builds character.

According to who, exactly?

Bret still needs an LP.
You good?

Uh... fourth period,

bottom of the 9th...
Put me back in, Coach.

Butchered hockey, football,

and baseball
in one sentence... impressive.

Dr. Charles,
thanks for coming down.

Quick favor?
Shoot.

Uh, got a patient,
17-year-old hockey player.

I heard.
Bret "Bear" Cooper.

Dad was a heavy.

Hear the kid's even better.

Wouldn't have taken you
for a jock.

Oh, come on... sport's the
oldest form of group therapy.

We yell.
We scream.

Testosterone spikes.

Every now and then, we even
get to believe in a miracle.

Your patient...

It's actually his father Jack
that I needed the consult on.

He's exhibiting memory loss,
hand tremors, agitation...

Could be Chronic
Traumatic Encephalopathy,

but I'd like to rule out
anxiety and depression first.

CTE sounds right.

Get hit in the head
that many times,

it's bound to catch up with you.

- Yeah.
- Past always does.

Listen,
sorry about the other day.

We got slammed.
I get it.

E.D. never sleeps.

But if you keep skipping
our sessions, buddy,

I'm afraid you won't either.

So finally, as we reintroduce
blood into your lungs,

we will manually compress
the pulmonary artery

to avoid
initial volume overload.

Hey, can I see those lungs
again, please, Doc?

Yeah, of course.

Science fiction meets reality.

I just hope they work as well
once they're in me.

Believe me,
you couldn't be in better hands

than Dr. Downey's.

We'll see you in the O.R.,
Mr. Mosconi.

Your lungs
got a Chicago Fire escort

like I have never seen.

Brothers in arms.

This is really happening.

It is.
We'll see you on the other side.

Yeah.

Quite the presentation,
Dr. Rhodes.

I wanted to be thorough.

Great.

Next time, in English.

Patient's already overwhelmed.

Okay.

Start of the second,
Bulls are looking strong...

- What's the score?
- Bulls are up by 4.

Nice.

Dr. Manning,
Tim's blood work came back.

INR's high.

Same thing happened
the last time he came in.

All right, let's ease him off
the blood thinners

and give him 10mg of Vitamin K

to level off
his clotting factors.

- Put in the order.
- Thanks.

Oh, those tests
that Dr. Halstead ordered?

All negative.

Put Tim through
all that stress for nothing.

They won't listen.
They're doing a lumbar puncture.

That is exactly what I was
trying to tell them.

Okay, yeah.
I'll keep you posted, Doc.

Thanks.

Mr. Cooper?

Dan Charles.
Boy, what a pleasure.

That's quite a grip.

Good for stick handling.
You ever played hockey?

Oh, a million years ago.
Only Junior League goalie,

but had one shut-out.
Best day of my life.

Ha. I loved
the Junior Leagues.

Played the game for no other
reason than it was fun.

Don't read too much into that.

You are a shrink, right?

Oh, boy, what gave me away?

Well, the team always
had a couple on the payroll.

Soft spoken, loved eye contact,

and not to mention
the sweater vest

and the Rockports didn't help.

Oh, geez.
Well, then you know

exactly what
my next question's gonna be.

How am I feeling?

Conflicted.

I mean,
my son is in the E.D.,

so as a dad, I'm concerned.

But as a former player,

knowing that leaving it out
on the ice is what got us here,

couldn't be more proud.

Sacrifice in the name
of sport...

Wouldn't know
anything about that.

- I never played hockey.
- You know, that's a shame.

I mean, you got
great width, you know?

You never thought
about playing goalie?

Mm... more of a bookworm
than a bruiser.

Yeah, I got you.

The spinal tap's done.

We'll get it off to the lab
and go from there.

Great.

Well, nice to meet you, Doc.

Real pleasure.

- Short-term memory loss...
- As of now,

CTE's only diagnosable
postmortem,

but I'm afraid
your instincts are correct.

- You still at it?
- Mm-hmm.

Didn't your mom
ever tell you you'd go blind

staring at a screen that long?

My mother
was a litigation attorney

and worked 90-hour weeks.
She didn't tell me much.

Well, guess
it's on the nurses then.

All right, this hospital's
too far from the city.

You wouldn't last a week
in the boonies.

Oh,
and this one's way too vanilla.

You've been rolling with us.
You got a little flavor now.

This one's Boston?

Winters are terrible.

All right,
you got me on that one.

Maybe... we're angling
for you to stay.

Chicago Med's definitely
in the running.

Ah?

It's my specialty I'm torn over.

I always thought
I'd choose pathology,

but the E.D.'s really...
grown on me.

I can't believe
I just said that.

Oh, that's okay, sweetie.

You're not the first lab geek
that we've turned.

You shouldn't be
the last one in.

Patient's ready, Dr. Downey.

Let's get this show on the road.

Propofol's going in.

Pressure's tanking.

- No pulse.
- Rhodes, on his chest.

Allen, how much EPI
has he gotten?

20 mics.

Got a pulse back.

Good waveform on the A Line.

He's in sinus rhythm.

Let's TEE.

All right.

- Here you go, Doctor.
- Thank you, Nurse.

Get in there.

Show me what I need to see.

Look at the aortic valve.

Valve area's .6.

Cardiologist said it was only
mild to moderately stenotic.

I know, but this is critical.

He needs a new valve.

How long have the lungs
been perfusing?

Including transport,
at least six hours.

They're good for another
five to six,

but we can't transplant
until we fix that valve.

Keep him deep... between
his lungs and the blockage,

he won't tolerate
going under again.

You and I need to figure out
a plan quickly.

Code blue, treatment 1.

Code blue, treatment 1.

What happened?

A second ago,
he was perfectly stable.

- We were talking.
- Hold compressions.

No pulse.

- What's going on?
- I don't know.

No breath sounds.

V-Fib!

Crash cart!

- Charge to 200 Joules.
- Charging.

- Charged.
- Everyone clear.

Nat, back away.

No, just give me
one more second.

I see the cords.

I'm almost in.

All right, tube's in.
Let's go.

Everyone clear!

Nothing.
Copy. O.R. on standby.

- Round of EPI.
- Got it.

- Charging.
- Charged.

- Clear!
- Clear.

Still in fib.

Nat, you take over compressions.

Don't stop for anything.
April, where's that EPI?

EPI's in.

Clear.
Clear!

CPR. EPI again.

Follow it with an amp of bicarb.

Yes, Doctor.

Asystole... he's got no pulse.

I got it.

Will.

Will, he's gone.

Time of death... 14:21.

Balloon valvuloplasty
will stabilize the valve

and allow us to do
the transplant.

It's only a stopgap.

In a month
we're back at square one

needing to replace the valve,

only now the patient's
fresh off a transplant.

Then we open him up,
replace the aortic valve,

and do the transplant
afterwards.

I don't want him open that long.

Invites a whole host
of complications.

Okay.

How about this?

We do the valve replacement
and the lung transplant

at the same time.

We'll do a trans-aortic
valve replacement first...

Less invasive.

Cardiologist can go in
through the groin via catheter

to fix the valve.

Once they're done, we'll move
on with the transplant.

Yes, sir.

A brain infection...
Like meningitis?

You can treat this
with antibiotics, can't you?

Possibly.
We did catch this one early.

This is cerebritis,
not meningitis,

which is not only serious

but stems from
some underlying condition,

one we have yet to find.

So... more tests?

Afraid so.

Hey.

Third period, son.
We got this.

Mr. Cooper...

mind if I talk to you
for a second?

Yeah, sure.

Hang tight.

We're gonna get
to the bottom of this.

Hey.

Hey.

Look, I couldn't help
but notice earlier...

The CTE.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, I know.

I know.
I got it under control.

Mr. Cooper,
the disease is progressive.

You think I don't know that?

I have a private physician,

a team doctor
from when I played,

and he says it's not too bad.

And Bret?

Bret is fine.
All right?

The game's changed, huh?
Safer.

Better equipment,
better penalty regulations...

Does he know?

Well, I don't really see

how that's any
of your damn business.

Bret deserves the truth.
What kind of father

keeps his kid in the dark?

Hey, you watch
what you say to me!

Dr. Choi!

I apologize
for my colleague, sincerely.

Why don't you, um,

why don't you go
check on your wife and son?

I'm very sorry about that.

Okay.
Thanks.

He's keeping it from Bret.

And so you thought
threatening him

would make him more forthcoming?

That's my conversation anyway.
Why didn't you page me?

Wouldn't have helped...
Guy's in total denial.

Oh, he is?

Huh.

This is why you go to therapy

and why you stick with it.

Come on.

What the hell?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Why did you administer
vitamin K to my patient

without consulting me?

His clotting was slow.

It's standard protocol,

and I think
you mean our patient.

Your protocol may have caused
a pulmonary embolism.

You have no grounds to say that.

Any number of things
could've happened.

He has been battling
his vasculopathy for years.

Oh, so now he was
a ticking time bomb?

That's not what I said,

and if you had listened,
you'd know that.

I heard you loud and clear.

You thought nothing was wrong,
and where is Tim now?

He was stable when I left him.

You better think about
what you're saying right now.

Nat, that vitamin K
made him throw a clot.

You don't know that.

If you hadn't interfered,
he'd still be here.

No, this is not about me.

This is about you and the mess
that you made

when you resuscitated
Jennifer Baker against her DNR.

Well, blaming me for this
is not gonna make that right.

Hey, I paged you twice.

Shouldn't you be operating?

No, the patient arrested.
Cardiologist is doing a TAVR,

and I had a minute and figured
we might grab a bite to eat.

Sit.

I... you know,
maybe I'm missing something.

I-I just... I pitched Downey

at least four solutions, right?

Not one bullet hit its mark.

You know, half the time,
I feel like I'm the chosen one.

The other half,
I feel like I'm failing him.

I just can't get a read
on the guy.

Mind if we talk
about something else?

Is there something
we should be talking about,

'cause I get the feeling...

Damn, uh... I gotta go.

Look, we'll pick this up
later, okay?

Yeah.

Often,
brain infections are caused

by inflammation in the sinuses
and in the ears.

Your ears look okay.

Always know you wanted
to be a doctor?

- Yes.
- Huh.

And no.

As a kid, I was intrigued
by anatomy,

dissecting frogs
and looking at their organs

under the microscope.

But here I am in the E.D.

I never thought I'd be
dealing with people

in their most difficult times.

And you?

Hockey...

Hockey is...
Well, it's so...

- Vicious?
- Well, yeah.

Yeah.

I don't understand

how someone could risk all of
their teeth for a game.

My dad played pro,

and I was skating
before I could walk.

Even if I wanted
a different career,

nothing else would feel
right on me.

Guess you can't
escape who you are.

You've got a little
dried blood in your nose,

but it's probably
just because of the fall.

Oh, no, I had a nosebleed
this morning.

I get 'em all the time.

All the time?

Yeah, it's no big deal.

Can I take a look
in your mouth, please?

Okay.

I'll be right back.

- Ms. Goodwin?
- Yeah?

My schedule... I would like
to be on different shifts

- than Dr. Halstead.
- Oh?

I think it's in the best
interest of our patients.

It's nothing personal.

It sounds personal.
You two at odds?

That's putting it mildly.

Listen,
I couldn't honor your request

even if I wanted to.

With the hospital
under scrutiny,

any changes
with Dr. Halstead

could be interpreted
as culpability.

It's status quo
until the dust clears.

You know, when I'm faced
with a snarling dog,

I try to remind myself

it's self-preservation

that's making him
show his teeth.

Sinuses and ears
were clear of infection,

but Bret gets frequent
nosebleeds,

has since he was a kid,

and he's got dilated vessels
on the inside of his mouth.

You're thinking HHT?

It's rare,
but it fits the symptoms.

Okay, let's get
a CT chest and belly

- and see what comes back.
- Okay.

Reese, good call.

No sign of foreign bodies.

No abnormalities
in my external exam.

What's your theory?

Pulmonary embolism.

He came into the E.D.
with mild CHF

and was dead in a couple hours.

I'm gonna start
with the chest then.

A pulmonary embolism wouldn't
manifest this much blood.

Give me some suction.

Definitely not a PE.
Give me your hand.

- You feel that?
- Mmhmm.

You feel the hole?

Ruptured aortic aneurysm.
He didn't stand a chance.

So I was wrong.

Nothing you
or anyone else could've done.

Yeah.

Just go at him right there...

Hey, Bret.

Mr. and Mrs. Cooper, Bret,
we got our chest CT back.

Why don't we have a seat?

Okay.

Okay.

Bret has a condition

called Hereditary Hemorrhagic
Telangiectasia or HHT.

HHT?
What's that?

Hey, hey, it's okay, son.

It causes the blood vessels
in different parts of the body

to form fragile bundles called
arterial venous malformations.

These AVMs can sometimes allow
bacteria to seep into the blood

and spinal fluid
and cause an infection.

- Is it curable?
- It's manageable.

The AVMs can be repaired,

but they have
a tendency to recur.

Okay, so what does it mean?

I can still play, right?

We'll try to monitor any AVMs
that might develop,

but if there's an AVM
we don't know about,

one wrong hit, and you could
suffer a catastrophic bleed.

Look, I'm sorry, Bret,

but it's my recommendation
that you quit hockey.

Okay, listen,
if he's had this his whole life,

why is it only a problem now?

Yeah...

You know what?
I am getting a second opinion.

Hey, it's gonna be okay,
sweetie.

Mind if we have a minute?

I'll be right outside.

You said
if I take the wrong hit,

you're saying I could die?

That's what I'm saying.

Listen to me.
I know what you're thinking.

"One in a million hit
can't happen to me,"

but it can.

It can.

I know.

Think about it.

You'll find another path...

And it'll feel right.

I'm sure of it.

I was so certain I was right.

I did everything I could,
covered every single base...

I'm sure you did.

The worst part...

I attacked a colleague.

A friend.

You're under a lot of pressure.

Everyone knows that.

If you apologize,

I'm Dr. Manning
will understand.

It's her, right?

Why don't we rain-check dinner tonight?

It's okay.

Thanks, Zoe.

We are ready to transplant.

Not yet.
You cut too shallow.

If the vessels are too long.
They could thrombose.

Here, trim the atrial cuff.

Not too deep.

Not too quickly.

Don't want to damage the vessel.

Good.

All right,
let's get the lungs in.

Maybe you should take over.

Let's get the lungs in.

Yes, sir.

The aortic cannula's loose.

BP and sats falling.

Get him clamped now
or he's gonna bleed out.

Got it.
He's clamped.

And the pressure is improving.

Let's get the lungs in
and get him off the pump.

Are you all right?

You're gonna have
to take lead from here.

Okay, I'll cover you.

I'm ready for the lung.

Here, Doctor.

Bronchus first,

followed by the left atrial cuff

and the pulmonary artery.

Good.

Let's start sewing.

4-0 Prolene.

And that's the cerebellum.

You see what Bret tweeted?

"Off my skates
for a couple of days,"

but I'll be
back at All Star Clinics,

"stronger than ever.
#Downbutnotout."

Seriously?

He's still gonna play?

I told him he could die.

Boys will always want to be
better than their fathers,

which is precisely
what their fathers want.

Ready to go?

"What price glory," right?

Headed out?
Made your decision?

Yep, just now.

Let me guess...
E.D. strikes again.

No... pathology.

What?

It's the patients.

They come in,
and you want to help them.

You care about them,
so you try to connect,

and, just when you think
you're getting through,

they go back to
what they were doing before.

And it's like you were
never even there...

Like everything you did
was for nothing.

I can't take a life of that.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I am in no mood, Will.

I get it.

Natalie, I'm sorry.

It wasn't the vitamin K.
I was wrong.

You, wrong?

Amazing.

Yeah.

I've been an ass,

not just today...
Since last week...

Before that.

I should not have yelled at you.

Why do you always
take things out on me?

You invite me in,
and then you push me back.

You ask for my opinion, and then
you completely ignore me.

It hurts, Will.

You wouldn't treat anyone else
like this, so why me?

Don't you know?

No.

Mr. Mosconi's
gas exchange is good.

We'll rest him overnight,

hopefully extubate him
in the morning.

I thought
maybe you'd be at home resting

after that episode in the O.R.

Episode?

You didn't need me to take over.

I've usually found,
Dr. Rhodes,

that when given responsibility,
people rise to the occasion.

I know the last few weeks
have been... challenging,

and I'd be lying
if I said the months to come

will be any easier.

I have an impossible amount
to teach you

in a diminishing amount of time.

You don't have to show me
how smart you are,

and you don't have to please me.

Just learn.

He's breathing on his own.

Indeed he is.

Sorry about dinner.

Wasn't sure you were gonna show.

- I...
- What is it?

I've been talking
to Dr. Charles,

the hospital psychiatrist.

Shared some things
about my service... tough things.

You don't have to explain.
I know.

I thought if I didn't think
about it or talk about it...

I'm here.

My dad was Navy.

That why you enlisted?

It just always seemed like

that was what I was gonna do.

There's a room
full of kids in there

who are gonna ask you
about your service.

What are you gonna tell 'em?

That I'd do it again.

Scotch... rocks.
Thanks.

Who's winning?

The Blackhawks by one.

Nice.

Thanks.

We haven't exactly been the same
since I started with Downey.

No, we haven't.

Sam, I know
this can't be easy for you...

But if you're gonna make me
choose between you and Downey...

It's gonna be Downey.

Yeah.

I'm not gonna make you choose.