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- Next.
- Yeah, can I get a--

- Hey, there's a line.
- My shift starts in five.

You understand.

- We've all got places to be,
I'm next.

- Cut me a break, all right?

Can I get a double espresso?

- I said I was next.
- What is your problem, man?

- No problem.

- Will, can I talk to you
a second?

- What has gotten into you?
- Guy's a dick.

- I'm concerned about you.

- Why? Because I wouldn't let
him cut in front of me?

- No, because you're not
acting like yourself.

- Yeah, well, maybe
I'm a little upset

about you throwing me out.
- I didn't throw you out.

- Right.
The gun, the gun, the gun.

- Will, I think you should
consider talking to someone.

- I think you're having a hard
time processing all of it.

Anybody would.

- Nat, I don't want
to process it.

I want to forget
it ever happened

and move on with my life.

Our life.

- You were talking
in your sleep last night.

- Really?
I haven't done that in a while.

- Hmm.
- What was I saying?

- Your usual.
Barking orders to subordinates.

Sounds like me.

- Give me the box!

- Hey, get back here,
that's mine!

You don't want that!

- Hey, you okay?

Get off me, man!

- Stay down.

- Ethan!

- Get out of here.

What happened?

- He might be having
a heart attack.

His pulse is through the roof.
I called an ambulance.

- Here, here, here.
Let me do it. Let me do it.

- Take deep breaths.
In and out. In and out.

Petechiaes all over
his chest too.

- Oh, my God.

- Gangrene.

- April, call general surgery
for a consult.

He'll need to have
his leg debrided.

Meantime, start him on fluids,
hang a gram of vanc,

500 metronidazole,
order a CBC, CMP,

blood cultures,
and chest X-ray.

- Add a cardiac panel and EKG.
Need to rule out his heart.

- Dr. Choi, do you want
a cardiac panel and EKG?

- Yeah.

Mags, any luck finding ID?

- Not yet, and there was
nothing in his clothes.

I got some lock cutters.

Figured there might be
something inside.

- Let me try.

- He's a veteran.
- Yeah.

Marks.
- Reginald Marks.

- Oh.

- Silver Star.
- Which one is that?

- It's awarded for heroism
during combat.

- Ah, Dr. Choi, CFD's coming in

with semi-conscious
26-year-old.

- Uh, go. I'll make a call
to the VA.

Find him a housing placement.

- Thanks.

- All right, I got this.

I'm sure it's just
my asthma acting up.

It happened with the last
pregnancy too.

- Is this your second?
- Yep.

Double the fun this time.
Twins.

- Congratulations.
- Thanks.

But actually, they're not mine.

I'm a surrogate.

- Usually, Nate and Stephanie,
the twins' biological parents,

come with me
to all my doctor's visits,

but I didn't want to panic them
over nothing.

- Yeah, I hear
some scattered wheezes.

I think you're right.

Uterus is compressing
the lungs,

exacerbating your asthma.

Let's get a Med Neb and 40 mg
of IV methylprednisolone.

Well, since you're here...
- Ultrasound?

- This isn't your first rodeo.

- Whoo. Baby boy is doing
somersaults today.

Probably the salsa I had
with my eggs.

Spicy foods always
get 'em moving.

Sister on the other hand,
hardly ever kicks.

- Celine, have you had
your anatomy ultrasound yet?

- No, it's for next week.

Is something wrong?

- The male fetus's
amniotic fluid is elevated.

But that can happen with twins.
I just--

I'd like to get a better
picture of what's going on.

- Well, should I call
Nate and Stephanie?

- I think that'd be
a good idea.

- Just take these three.
- Yep.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Will still crashing
at his brother's?

- Mm-hmm.

- How long?

- He can come home
whenever he wants.

Just not with that gun.

- He's been through hell.
- I get that.

- He just needs time to get
reacclimated to his old life.

- I hope so.
I just wish he'd let me in.

- He'll come around.

Mr. Davis.

Hello.

- Hey, Phillip.
- Dr. Manning.

- How's little Sophie doing?

- She's good, she's good, um,
they say that we can, uh--

that I can take her home soon.

I'm so glad to hear that.
- Me too.

- I'm so sorry, Dr. Manning.
Heads up.

Ambo is in, treatment 6.
- Okay.

- Sorry about that.
- I'm sorry, um...

It was good to see you.
- You too. Yeah.

- Get the hell away from me!

- Good Samaritan found her
wandering, called 911.

Fran Mooney, 83-year-old female
with Alzheimer's disease.

BP is 138 over 90.
- I said let me go!

- She was able
to tell you all that?

- Medical alert bracelet.

Called the emergency contact
on the back.

Daughter should be here
any second.

- Okay. Uh, Dr. Charles,
can I grab you?

All right, let's sheet
transfer on my count.

Ready. One, two, three.

Milty? Milty.

Tell these people
to get the hell away from me!

- I'm actually Dr. Charles,
but--but could you tell me

a little bit more
about Milty?

- Milton was her husband.

- Who the hell are you?
- Lungs are clear.

- Mom, it's me.
It's Alana.

- Don't touch me!

- 2.5 haloperidol IM.

Help calm her down
a little bit.

- I'm so sorry, this--this is
the third time this month

she's wandered.

I-I don't know how
she keeps getting out.

I always lock the door.

- You notice any other changes
in her--

her general disposition?

- Uh, she's--she's more
agitated than usual,

and she's--she's lost
some weight too.

- All right, well,
we'll run some labs

and see if there's anything
out of the ordinary, okay?

- Okay.

- Might just have to
adjust her meds a bit.

- Thank you.

- Long night?

- Exceptionally long.

- Why don't you head over
to my place?

The new mattress just got
delivered this morning.

- Ah. Don't you think
that's something

we ought to break in together?

- I like where your head's at.

- So listen, we haven't
really, um,

we haven't talked about
what happened at the gala.

Connor...

What Cornelius told people...

- It was vintage my father.

He's spreading lies and using
you to get under my skin.

Look, he's a prick.

- Bekker. Good.

There was a huge pileup
on the highway near East Mercy.

I had to send two surgeons
over there to assist.

Do you mind sticking around
the ED?

We could really use
the extra hand.

So much for sleep. Sure.

- You hold onto those.

- You two a thing?
- What's it to you?

- Well, give me a heads-up
when she dumps you.

- Rhodes, head vs. auto,
trauma three.

- You got it. Courtney?

- Leslie Taylor,
37-year-old female.

Car struck her
in the crosswalk.

GCS 12, heart rate 130.

BP 86 over palp.

- Leslie, I'm Dr. Rhodes,
do you know where you're at?

- Uh, was there an accident?

- You were hit by a car,
but now you're in the hospital.

- What happened?
Was I in an accident?

- She lose consciousness
at any point?

- Bystander said she was out

for a few minutes
after it happened.

Couldn't get anything coherent
from her in the ambo.

- All right.
Let's get her over on my count.

One, two, three.

- There we go.

Breath sounds clear and present
bilaterally.

- Was I in an accident?
- Maggie filled me in.

I'll clear the C-spine?

- Can't. She's perseverating.

You gotta wait
until she's lucid.

Let's do a fast scan.

- She's jaundiced.
- Yeah.

Maggie!
- Yeah.

Check to see if the patient's
in the system.

Look for anything that would
account for the jaundice.

- Just pulled up her records.

- She's got a lot of blood
in her belly.

- All right, let's give her
a liter of fluid,

2 units of plasma,
2 units of blood.

Once her pressure stabilizes,
we're gonna move her to CT.

- Yes, Doctor.

- Jaundice is from
liver disease.

She's on the list.

- Was I in an accident?
- If her liver took the hit--

- She doesn't have much time.

- Yeah.

- Dr. Halstead.

This is Nate and Stephanie
Addison, the twins' parents.

- Hi.
- Hi there.

- Hi.

- I'm afraid I have
some difficult news.

- What's wrong?

The male fetus has something

called a congenital
diaphragmatic hernia.

His abdominal organs
have migrated into his chest

through a hole
in his diaphragm.

- Oh, my God.
- It's treatable, right?

- There are surgical options
post-birth, but...

due to the severity
of his case,

his prognosis is poor.

And unfortunately,
that is not all.

The increased fluid
is compressing the female twin,

jeopardizing her growth.

- So you're saying
she's in trouble too?

- There has to be something
you can do.

- Yeah.

Selectively reducing
the male fetus

would give her
the best chance of survival.

- You mean--
- Lose him.

- I am so sorry.

- Is there a chance
things could stabilize

on their own if we just wait?

- It's possible,
but in all likelihood,

the fluid will continue
to build,

hindering her lung development.

- Oh! Oh, no.

- But the earlier we intervene,
the better.

- Dr. Charles.
I got Fran Mooney's labs back.

Her TSH is really low,
so I ran some more tests.

It's likely due to an overdose
of her thyroid medication.

- Huh.
- Yeah, so I'm gonna put her

on beta blockers and start
detoxing her with charcoal.

- Let me--let me talk
to the daughter,

find out who's in charge
of the meds.

- Okay.

- Your EKG and labs
were negative.

You didn't have a heart attack.

Have you ever had chest pain
like that before?

- Yeah, I have.

- Panic attacks?

- Yeah.

- When I got back
from my first tour,

I started talking in my sleep.

Shouted out orders, mostly.

It was like every night,
I went back to Afghanistan.

- Army?
- Navy.

Squid.

Reservist now.
Vicki's active duty.

- How long did you serve,
Reginald?

- Reggie, please.

I was 12 years in the Corps.

I made it all the way
up to Gunny.

- Hmm.

- Three tours in Iraq,
two in Afghanistan.

The last tour was the roughest.

I had an IED that took my leg.

Took three of my marines
with it.

- Sorry, man.

- Sorry to interrupt.
Dr. Choi, can I talk to you?

- Yeah.

Be right back.

- Got the rest
of Reggie's labs back.

White count is 18,000.
His platelets...

- His platelets are what?

- I'm sorry, I can't share
test results with someone

who's not on staff
at the hospital.

- Uh, you know, I'll, uh,
I'll head back to the VA.

I'll pick you up at 6:00.
- Yeah.

- Bye, April.
- Bye.

His platelets are really low.
30,000.

- He's got thrombocytopenia.
Guy can't catch a break.

- Puts him at risk
for bleeding.

- Page hematology
for a consult.

- Okay.
- W-w-wait a second.

What's with the attitude?
- What do you mean?

- Why are you giving Vicki
a hard time?

- I was just protecting
patient confidentiality.

Following the rules.

- Dr. Halstead?

- We've decided that, um...

- Celine will have
the procedure.

We've tried for six years
to have a child.

These are our last two embryos.

- We just can't risk
losing both of them.

- I'll let obstetrics know.

- I give my mom her pills,

but I only give her one tablet
every morning.

That's what
the doctor prescribed.

- You mind me asking, where--
where are the meds kept?

Are they locked away, or...

- I came as soon as I could.
Had to leave a client meeting.

- This is my husband, Patrick.

Patrick, this is Dr.,
um, sorry, remind me?

- Dr. Charles.
Nice to meet ya.

- They think Mom overdosed
on her thyroid medication,

but I don't see how.

- Maybe Fran got into
the pills?

- No, of course not.

She can't even button
her own shirt.

There's no way she could
open a pill bottle herself.

- She unlocked the front door.

- You know...
when Fran was first diagnosed,

she begged Alana
to euthanize her.

She couldn't stand the thought
of deteriorating.

- But she's not lucid enough
to attempt suicide.

Is she?

- Periods of lucidity aren't
uncommon with Alzheimer's,

and, you know, the increased
agitation, the weight loss,

I mean, those both, they could
be signs of depression.

- I told you.

Your mother shouldn't
be living with us.

- We are not having
this conversation right now.

- Why don't you two
take a break?

Go grab a cup of coffee.
Let me have a chat with Fran.

Okay?
- You go ahead.

I have to respond
to some client emails.

- Celine, you all right?
- He just kicked.

I know it's him,
he's always on the right.

Wait, wait. Stop.
- What is it?

- I can't do this.
- What?

- You heard Dr. Halstead.
We don't have a choice.

- He said there's a chance
things could stabilize.

- Celine, we can't risk
losing both of our babies.

- How about we talk this out--

- I'm sorry, but I'm not
willing to let him go.

I can't do the procedure.
I just can't.

- Okay, here's the clause
in the surrogacy contract.

The parents have the right to
request a selective reduction

for any medical reason.

- And the surrogate agreed
to defer to their wishes?

- She signed the contract.

- But she has since, very
emphatically, changed her mind.

- Okay, well, that's the funny
thing about contracts.

They don't really care
if you change your mind.

- Well, I don't care if
she signed the thing in blood.

Celine is not
a human incubator.

I won't force a procedure
on her

without her explicit consent.

- You're not gonna do
anything at all, Dr. Halstead.

This is a legal matter now.
Let the lawyers hash it out.

- Waiting room's jumping.
What's going on?

- Mass casualty
over at East Mercy.

They went on bypass
about an hour ago.

Started diverting
patients here.

- Hi.

Uh, I think my sister's here,
Leslie Taylor.

She was hit by a car.

- Yes, I'm the nurse
who left the message

but I'm taking that
you're not Paul Taylor?

- No, that's Leslie's husband.
Ex-husband. He called me.

- Okay, just give me a second.
I'll get her doctor.

- Okay.

- Dr. Choi!

I need you.

- BP's in the toilet.
- Heart rate's 130.

- Must be an upper GI bleed.
- He's got thrombocytopenia.

He won't be able
to make a clot.

- He needs blood
and platelets now.

Trigger the MTP,
I'm gonna intubate.

20 etomidate, 100 of sux,
and grab me an EGD scope.

Gotta find the source
of the bleed.

- The impact from the accident
destroyed the right lobe

of Leslie's liver.

We will be able to fix it
for now,

but she's gonna need
a new liver urgently,

and because of her condition,
she's gonna move up

the transplant list
from her previous status.

- Wait, previous status?
What--what do you mean?

- Leslie's already on
the transplant list.

You didn't know?

- Right, right.
Of course I did.

I'm sorry.
There's just a lot to take in.

You were saying?

- So if Leslie doesn't get
a new liver

in the next few days...

- Oh, God.
- There is another option.

A living donor.

Someone can donate
a lobe of their liver.

- Really?

I'll donate then.
What do I need to do?

- First of all, you should know

that there can be complications
for the donor that--

- I don't care.

- Is there anybody that you
need to talk to about this?

- No. There's no...

I need to do this
for my sister, Dr. Rhodes.

- Okay. We'll get you tested
right away.

- Fran, could you open
this bottle,

take out a pill,
and hand it to me?

Could you do that?

- You do it, Milty.

- Just pull down the tab
and press.

- She's in A-fib with RVR.

Give me 10 of diltiazem.

- Yes, ma'am.

Meds are in.

- She's back in normal
sinus rhythm.

It's odd that she flipped
into A-fib.

We've already treated
her hyperthyroidism.

I'm gonna order an echo,
see what's going on.

- Yeah, good idea.

But, um,

I think we might be dealing

with more than just
an overdose here.

- April, call the blood bank.

We're gonna need
more platelets.

Give the second dose of TXA.

That's it.

That's where
he's bleeding from.

Epinephrine injector.

Ready?
- Mm-hmm.

There we go.
I think we got it.

- Dr. Choi.

- Damn it.
It's not clotting.

- They won't allocate
any more platelets for Reggie.

- What? Why?

- 'Cause of the MCI
at East Mercy.

There's a citywide shortage.

Blood bank's been mandated
to dispense

only to patients
who will benefit.

- Go down there in person
and tell them

the order's coming from me.

Do not take no for an answer.

- We've given him
multiple doses.

It is not working.

- I didn't ask
for your opinion.

Do it now,
or I'll get someone who will.

- There's more.

I want to make sure
you understand

you're in clear breach
of contract.

- I'm sorry but I think we
should just wait and see

if things stabilize
on their own.

- With all due respect,
there is no we.

It's the Addisons' decision
and theirs alone.

- It's her body.

- That doesn't give her
the right

to hold my clients'
fetuses hostage.

- That's not my intention.
- Listen.

I'd hate to have to
bring this to trial

because if I do,
you'll be facing

severe legal and financial
ramifications.

- Let's take it down
a notch, okay?

You're not gonna force her hand
with intimidation

and scare tactics.

- Why don't you stay
in your lane, Doctor?

This doesn't concern you.

- Oh, no, it does concern me,

because you're upsetting
my patient.

You need to leave.

- Our lawyer is not
going anywhere

until we figure this out.

- Celine,
do you want her to leave?

- Excuse me.

I'm Sharon Goodwin,

Director
of Patient Medical Services.

Is there anything
I could help you sort out?

- Yes.

We'd--we'd like
a different doctor.

Dr. Halstead
is clearly biased against us.

- That's not up to you.
I'm Celine's doctor.

Only she can make
that decision.

- Dr. Halstead,
can I speak to you outside?

- Ms. Goodwin--
- Now.

- You're wrong, Dr. Halstead.

You know who else
can make that decision?

Me.

And if the Addisons aren't
comfortable with you--

- You're benching me?
- I'm reassigning the case.

Yes.

- Unbelievable.

- When was
the prescription filled?

- I-I don't remember.

I think Patrick picked up
the last refill.

- It was about a month ago.

- No good?

- A little sweeter than I like.

- Can I get you another cup?
- No, no. It's fine.

Okay, so there's 20 pills left,

and the quantity
of the prescription was 90.

- Sorry, I'm terrible at math.
- It's okay.

Um, there should be
60 pills remaining,

which means there's 40 pills
unaccounted for.

- You think my mom
took 40 pills?

- No, no, if she took
that many pills at once,

she would be in a coma.

- The overdosing has to be
taking place over time,

like, a little bit each day.

And based on my evaluation,

your mom doesn't have
the cognition

to be able to carry out
a repetitive,

multistep task anyway.

- Wait, you think someone's
doing this to her?

- Is there anybody who comes
and goes from your home?

A part-time caregiver or...

- There was for a bit,
but she quit months ago.

And the only people with access
to my mom's pills are me and...

my husband.

- What if... I don't get
a liver in time?

- Well, the good news is that
we found you a donor already.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

We tested your sister.
Turns out--

- No, no. Wait, my sister?

Denise?
- Yeah.

- How did she know I was here?

- Hi, Leslie.

- What are you doing here?

- Leslie, please.

- No, I told you
to stay away from me.

- I-I just want to help you.

- I don't want your help.

- Leslie, hear me out.
- Get out!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Here, let's step outside.

- Um, take a deep breath.

- Deep breath, that's it.

Look, Leslie, I don't know
what happened

between you and your sister,
but she...

- I'll tell you what happened.

She killed my little girl.

- Mary was only
three years old.

Denise... put her to bed.

Went downstairs,

lit her bong,

and smoked herself
into oblivion.

When she woke up,
the house was in flames.

She managed to get herself out,

but she was too stoned
to remember...

that Mary...

My Mary...

Was still upstairs.

I won't accept anything
from her.

I'd rather die.

- That's all you can do.

I asked her to stick around,

see if we can get Leslie
to change her mind.

Denise doesn't think
she'll budge.

- Yeah, no,
she was quite adamant.

I mean...

I can understand.

- Oh, Connor, she's cheating
herself out of life to what?

Punish her sister?

Denise has already done that
to herself.

Every day of her life,

she has to reckon
with what happened.

- What do you mean,
with what she did?

- She's not
shirking responsibility.

The opposite.

That's why she's so desperate
to make amends.

- Well, look, regardless,
we can't force Leslie

to accept Denise's liver.

- No. We just have to stand by
and watch her die.

We both know the likelihood

of another liver coming through
in time is slim.

She's got days at most.

- I'm gonna reach out
to the hospital's PR team,

get them to put out an urgent
public appeal for a donor.

What?
- Nothing.

No, that's a good idea.

- Where are the platelets?
- He's not getting any more.

They have to be conserved
for patients

who have an actual shot
at survival.

He has a shot.
Once the meds kick in,

the platelets start holding,
we can get him up to surgery.

- We both know
that is not gonna happen.

We take him up to the OR,
he's gonna bleed out--

- You have no right
to deny him treatment.

- Dr. Choi?

He's bleeding from his IV too.

- He's in V-fib. No pulse.

April, charge to 200.
Doris, start bagging.

- Charging.

Charged.
- Clear.

- Dr. Choi.
- Amp of epi.

Charging to 200.

Clear.

Doris?

- He's asystolic.
- Another amp of epi.

- Dr. Choi, enough!
- Another amp of epi!

Give him an amp of bicarb
and an amp of calcium.

- On it.
- Come on.

Come on.

Time of death, 16:48.

- The Addisons aren't speaking
to me

except through their lawyer.

I don't know what to do.

I can't afford to be in some
long, drawn-out legal battle.

Maybe I should just respect
their wishes.

But I know
they don't want this either.

- That's why I'm here.
I may have found another way.

It's an investigational
procedure called

fetal tracheal occlusion.

If successful, it would allow
the twins to reach viability.

I mean, it could even help
improve

the male fetus' lung function.

Hold on, though.

General anesthesia
always carries risks.

And because of your asthma,

the potential complications
are increased.

You would be putting yourself
on the line.

- I know they're not mine.

And when it's time
to hand them over,

I'll be happy to,
'cause they know

how loved and wanted they are.

But while they're still inside
my body,

while their lives depend on me,

I have to do
what I think is best.

I want to do it, Dr. Halstead.

- This is absurd.

I can't believe that you think
I would do something like this!

- I don't know what to think.

I know you resented my mom
moving in with us.

The imposition on our lives.

- So you think
I'm trying to kill her?

- No one's accusing you
of anything.

- Yes, you are.

- We're just trying to
understand how this happened.

- Too sweet? Your coffee.
Is your coffee too sweet?

- Yeah.

Why?

- Alana, I'd like you
to get an MRI.

- April, that man risked
his life for all of us.

We owed it to him to do
everything we possibly could.

- Yeah, but we did, Ethan.

The situation
had become futile,

you just couldn't see it.

- So you had to go snitch
to Lanik?

- I was following
the chain of command.

- Funny, you're such a stickler
for the rules

when they align
with your agenda.

- My only agenda is the welfare
of my patients.

- Then you wouldn't
have interfered

when I was trying
to save Reggie's life.

Did you go to Lanik
to get back at me?

- Get back at you?

- You made it very clear
you resent Vicki.

- Are you serious?

You think I would jeopardize
a patient to get even with you?

- You two need to take this
outside right now.

You're disturbing my ED.

- Sorry, Maggie.

We're done.

- Alana.

We have the results
of your MRI,

and we were just wondering
if we could discuss--

- Please, just--
just tell me.

- Your MRI shows atrophy
to the hippocampus.

It's the area of your brain
associated with memory.

- Combined with
some of the behaviors

that we observed today--

forgetting that you had already
put sugar in your coffee,

problems with simple math--

the findings are consistent
with the--

with the initial stages
of early-onset Alzheimer's.

- Jesus.

Wait.

You mean I'm gonna end up
like my mom?

- There are
certain medications

that help slow
the disease's progression.

- Not to mention hundreds
of new clinical trials,

some of the results
of which are promising,

especially when started early.

- What--wait, so it was me?

I was...

I was overdosing her?

- Accidentally.

You were forgetting

that you had already given her
the medication.

- Oh, my God.

What--what have I done?

I'm so sorry.

I-I can't believe
I suspected you.

Can you--can you
ever forgive me?

- Honey.

It's okay.

- We'll give you both
some time.

- Thank you.

- Hey. I have great news.

We found a donor for Leslie.

Someone answered the hospital's
public plea.

- Really? That fast?

It just went out
a few hours ago.

- I could hardly
believe it myself.

- Um, is it a living donor,
or did the family

of the deceased request
it go to Leslie?

- Uh... I don't know.

It's all anonymous, so...

- Right.

- Her disease was staring her
in the face.

But she was never gonna see it.

- Well, that's the kicker,
right?

I mean, a primary symptom

of early Alzheimer's
is anosognosia.

- Anosognosia?

- It's when you don't realize
you have the disease.

You can't recognize
anything's wrong.

- Dr. Charles?

Can I talk to you
about something?

- Of course.

- Dr. Halstead.

What part
of "you are off the case"

was unclear to you?

- I felt I had
an ethical obligation

to present Celine
with all the options.

- While you had no qualms
about leaving the Addisons

out of the decision entirely.

You know, this is the kind
of behavior

that almost got you kicked out
of residency.

You're an attending
physician now.

You know better.

- Dr. Halstead.

Are you still planning
to observe?

We're about to start.

- We're not done.

I'll deal with you after.

- Dr. Choi.

I'm doing the nursing schedule
for next month.

Wanted to let you know
that I'm putting you

and Nurse April
on alternate shifts.

- Did April request that?

- No.

But until you two
get your act together,

I'm not gonna risk
another spectacle.

- That won't work for me, Mags.

- Unfortunately, Dr. Choi,
it's not your decision to make.

- I understand.

Unless April objects,

I want her on my shifts.

Excuse me.

April.

- I'm leaving.
- Please don't.

- You know what,
for the record,

I would never let
our personal history

affect my decision-making
when it comes to patients.

- I know.
I shouldn't have accused you.

- I didn't report you to Lanik
out of spite.

You left me no choice.
- I'm sorry.

- And maybe I could be
nicer to Vicki.

But it's hard.

Seeing you together is...

It's hard, Ethan.

- April.

- Don't. No.

- Hey.

You okay?

- What?

- Maggie told me about Reggie.

Sounds like you did
everything you could.

- I wish I could have
done more.

- Come on.

Let's go.

- What the hell
were you thinking?

- If Leslie ever finds out--
- She won't.

That's why it's so perfect.

An anonymous,
self-directed donation.

Denise's identity can never be
revealed without her consent.

- There is no justification

for blatantly disregarding
Leslie's wishes.

- Listen, I tried to keep you
out of it.

- You kept me out of it

because you knew
I wouldn't be on board.

- Okay, so go on.
Tell her the truth.

I can take the hit,

but her death,
that'll be on you.

We're saving her life.
The end justifies the means.

- Oh, hey, Daniel.

You got a minute?
- For you? Maybe.

What's up?

- It's about Will Halstead.

- Popular topic
of conversation today.

- Is that right?

- Did--did our babies make it?

- Dr. Dennis will be out
to speak with you both shortly,

but the surgery was a success.

Yeah, both fetuses
have strong heartbeats.

- Is Celine okay?
- Yeah, she did just fine.

- What, so I don't do
what you want,

and you force it on me?

- What are you talking about?

- Mandatory counseling,
Goodwin's orders.

Or I could take
a leave of absence, my choice.

Tell me this isn't your doing.

- I spoke with Dr. Charles
because I'm worried.

- That's terrific.

You told the Head of Psychiatry
I'm unstable.

- You are the only one

who doesn't see
that there's a problem.

Will, please.
This is not you.

- Or maybe it's not
the Will you want.

- What does that mean?

- I am done
being everyone's puppet.

- How can you put that on me?

I wasn't the one
pulling the strings.

How could I?

You lied to me,
you kept me in the dark.

You're still keeping me
in the dark.

- Well, well.

Young Oedipus.

Come to hit me again?

- What happened
between you and Ava?

Let me get you a drink first.