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- My name is Dr. Jason Cole,.

And I live with an alternate personality.

His name is Ian Price.

He comes at 8:25 P.M. And leaves at 8:25 A.M.

For five years, this drug has kept him captive.

- Jason, he's immune. - He's out.

He's gonna come for you, Olivia,

And if I can find you, so can he.

- I am not gonna let you or Ian destroy my life again.

- There's a woman. I like her a lot.

I like you, don't I?

Oh, I do. I definitely do.

Lena, did I hurt you?

- No, I pushed you away.

- I don't want to control him anymore.

I want to eliminate him.

- Jason.

Just talk. Whatever's on your mind.

We're here to listen.

- Uh... [Clears throat]

Hi, everybody. My name's Jason.

I, uh, and I live with an alternate personality.

All: Hi, Jason.

- And like most of you, I would imagine,

I just want a normal life, you know?

A job to go to every day

And someone waiting up for me at night.

Maybe a kid or two, if I'm lucky.

That's my dream.

And then I wake up. Or, rather, he wakes up.

See, unlike all of you, my alter isn't triggered

By anxiety or stress.

For some reason, my alter is triggered by time.

He comes at 8:25 P.M. And leaves at 8:25 A.M.,

Every day.

Oh, I guess I should mention, his name is Ian Price.

But I'm not gonna let him ruin my life.

Not again. Not this time.

This time, there's gonna be order.

Cooperation. Rules. My rules.

[Shower running]

Rule number one,

Don't try to find my ex, Olivia.

He hurt her once.

I'll never let him do that again.

Rule number two,

Protect my reputation.

[The dnc's num num]

♪

- ♪ when I see you, baby girl, I be like, num num ♪

♪ no doubt, girl, I want a bite of that num num ♪

♪ go ahead, girl, feed me with that num num ♪

♪ I gotta have it, give me the num num ♪

- ♪ when I see you, baby boy, I be like, num num ♪

- ♪ go ahead, girl, feed me with that num num ♪

- How much? - 700.

[Rock music]

- ♪ ain't it good to know how it feels? ♪

- Ready to taste the rainbow?

- ♪ ache of love

♪ ache of love

- ♪ what? You wanna bring this on? ♪

♪ don't think, no, I don't think so, son ♪

♪ what? You wanna bring this on? ♪

♪ don't think, no, I don't think so, son ♪

♪ what? You wanna bring this on? ♪

- Hey, romeo, bitches are extra.

- Are you suggesting that my friends are prostitutes?

- I need compensation, or we're gonna have a problem.

- But the most important rule...

Oh, relax, roman, we don't have a problem.

You have a problem.

Is to do no harm.

- ♪ what? You wanna bring this on? ♪

♪ don't think, no, I don't think so, son ♪

- [Panting]

- ♪ do it every day

♪ you gotta make someone happy ♪

♪ for me, it's the only way ♪

♪

♪ if you want the secret recipe ♪

♪ to a full and happy life ♪

- Hello? - ♪ start by helping others

♪ everything'll seem all right ♪

♪ make someone happy

♪ that's the key to life, you'll see ♪

♪ you gotta make someone happy ♪

♪ it's the secret, take it from me ♪

♪ make someone happy

♪ do it every day

♪ you gotta make someone happy ♪

♪ for me, it's the only way ♪

- Josh, I can't find my watch. Have you seen it?

- It was on your wrist when you left last night.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah, you checked the time at 7:46.

You said you were late for church.

You asked me to call you a taxi.

I said I would call you one.

You said I was invaluable at my job.

I said, "I know," and you-- - Josh, I believe you.

- Okay, um, well, you have

Mr. Hanscum's meningioma at 10:00.

Post-op follow-up

For the Coletta spinal fusion at noon.

Orthopedics asked for a consult on an MVA.

- To preserve core body temperature.

Well, it's frostbite, not brain surgery.

[Laughter] Speaking of,

You all know Dr. Jason Cole.

- Hi.

- He single-handedly built our Bond-Franklin research lab.

- With my bare hands, it's true.

Enjoy. - [Chuckles]

- 5:00 rounds, 6:30 chair meeting.

Oh, and Dr. Solis needed a consult in the E.R.,

But she requested Dr. Jordan.

- Jordan? - She was very insistent.

- [Sighs] [Elevator bell rings]

Dr. Solis. Hi.

- I have a patient. - It's head trauma, right?

You need a neurosurg consult. I happen to be a neurosurgeon.

So what's the case?

- Patient fell off a second-story balcony.

Nausea, disorientation, weakness in his legs.

- Sounds compelling.

- Yeah, it--

[Sighs] It will be.

For Dr. Jordan, who also happens to be a neurosurgeon.

- Looks like your necklace-- - It's fine.

- Lena, I know you don't want to talk to me, all right?

You probably don't even want to look at me,

And I don't blame you, but we need to work together.

I want to work together.

Let me consult on the patient.

I'll do it all without any drama.

I promise.

Hi, there. I'm Dr. Cole.

I'm just gonna look in your eyes for a second.

- You.

It's you.

- Sir? - That's him.

That's him!

- You've got a neck injury. - That's him!

- I don't want you to hurt yourself.

- He threw me off a balcony! Get him out of here!

[Grunting] - ♪ You wanna bring this on?

♪ don't think, no, I don't think so, son ♪

♪ What? - [Screams]

- ♪ Don't think, no, I don't think so, son ♪

[Woman screams]

- Whoo!

- That's him! That's who tried to kill me.

[Rock music]

♪

- Get him out of here!! - We need some help in here.

- Get him away from me! Please! - Haloperidol.

Listen to me.

You're in the hospital, and you're safe here.

- I'm not safe. You gotta help me, please!

- This is a cerebral edema, I can fix this.

- Can you not see you're making this worse?

Get out of here. - You gotta get me out of here!

- Slow I.V. Push. Okay.

Dr. Jordan's here now.

Good. Just relax.

- Well, you sure know how to pick them, Dr. Solis.

28-year-old male, career criminal.

Assault and battery. Possession. You name it.

Okay, let's get a tox screen, a CT scan--

- Oh, it's a cerebral edema. - We got this.

- What's the big deal?

It's not like he beat up a girl scout.

He threw a lowlife off a balcony.

- Whose spinal cord is broken, Ruben.

I did that. Me.

- You didn't do anything.

- If he can't follow the rules,

If he can't stop hurting people,

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna end it. For both of us.

- Jason, we're going to eliminate him for good.

With the kill drug.

- Well, I can't wait. I need you to do something now.

Tonight.

- I can't do anything now, but listen to this.

If I can get some of Ian's blood--

- Oh, Ian's blood?

- You share the same DNA, but you have

Two completely different biochemical profiles.

- Yes, yes. I know this.

- So if I'm gonna make a drug that kills Ian but protects you,

I'm going to need his exact chemistry.

- Okay, great. I'll ask him to donate to the Red Cross.

- Maybe if I got some of his saliva.

- No. No way. No face-to-face contact.

It's too dangerous. You know that.

- Jason, without this drug, this is going to be your life.

Forever.

- Just keep working.

And fast.

- Hi, it's Olivia.

Leave a message, and I'll call you back.

- Olivia, it's Jason.

I just need to know that you're okay, all right?

I thought Ian was following the rules, but I--

Just call me, okay? Call me, please.

[Cell phone chimes]

- ♪ Leaving your place, coming down the stairs ♪

♪ Pushing on the door

- So are you hungry? - No.

- No. - Hey, kiddo.

- Look, that's me. - I know.

They're really nice paintings.

- My mommy made those. - [Chuckles] Oh.

- Olivia?

Hey.

You can't keep bringing your kid to work.

- Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

The sitter can't be here till 4:00, so...

She'll be here before we open, I promise.

- Well, maybe you need to start working lunches then.

- Lunches won't pay my bills.

Look, I am doing everything I can, I swear.

Maybe if I sell a few paintings...

- Look, I'm sorry,

But I have to take your paintings down.

- What? - They're just not selling.

Okay--none of this is personal, okay?

- Yeah.

- ♪ Don't ever, ever want to... ♪

[Cell phone rings]

- Can you stop calling me? - All right.

I just--I need to know that you're okay.

Please, tell me that you're okay.

- I'm fine.

- Has Ian contacted you?

- No. - No? Nothing?

You haven't heard from him, seen him?

- No. No one knows where I am. Not even you.

- Well, I know that you're close, all right?

You're too close, so please, just listen for a second.

- Look, I have a life here,

A life that I am trying to make work,

And I just need you to stay out of it.

You owe me that.

- Okay.

Is there anything you need?

- Jason. - Olivia, please.

Can I help? Will you let me help?

- I can take care of myself.

- Olivia...

[Cell phone closes]

- What are you doing?

- I, uh, I want to run a trial of dialysis,

Just in case it's rhabdo.

- I already alkalized his urine. This is my patient.

- Okay. Well, I just want to help.

- Were you looking for this?

I always admired your watch.

I wanted to get one just like it,

But wouldn't you know, it's really hard to come by.

- Is that right? - Yeah.

So you can imagine my surprise when I saw the same watch

On the same guy who claimed you threw him off a balcony.

- I'm getting mine cleaned.

- Everyone thinks this guy needs a psych eval when he wakes up,

That he's crazy for accusing our chief neurosurgeon

Of roughing him up.

- What do you think?

- I think a lot of strange things happen

When you're around,

That you think the rules don't apply to you,

And you keep getting away with it.

I don't know how or when,

But one day there are gonna be consequences.

- You're right.

- Wha--I am?

- Yeah.

There should be consequences.

Hey, I give you back your life, and this is what you do?

You put someone in my hospital?

If you're not gonna play by the rules, neither am I.

Hi, officers? I need to report a crime.

- Okay, have a seat.

We'll be right with you to file a report.

- Well, actually I don't have that kind of time right now,

But I can make it easy for you.

- Okay.

- I'm the guy that did it.

[Panting]

- Morning, sunshine.

- Something wrong isn't with you, huh? Ding.

- It all depends on who you ask.

You guys know why I'm here?

- You said you'd say that. - I did?

I did.

What else did I say?

- That you threw a guy off a balcony.

Pretty boy like you don't look the type though.

- Well, I get pretty testy in the evenings.

- So why are you asking us about what you already told us?

- It's part of my charm. - What happened?

Your mother drop you on your head or something?

- [Chuckles]

- Or was it daddy's fault?

- Well, I didn't have an idyllic childhood, no.

- Me neither. - Really?

I mean, it seems like you and I have so much in common.

But since I'm short on time,

Why don't you go share somewhere else?

- I wanna share with you.

Those nice shoes you're wearing, I want them.

- Okay.

- That nice suit jacket too. I want that too.

- Sure thing, sport.

- I want his pants.

- Guys, I'm not giving you my pants.

[Grunting]

- Cole!

- Aah! - Jason Cole!

- Well, that's me.

- [Groans] - sort of.

I gotta go.

But... Keep the tie.

- You know, I'm beginning to think

You're wasting my time, Dr. Cole.

- [Groans] Imagine how I feel.

- You turn yourself in, refuse legal counsel...

- Really?

- Confess to a crime you know zero details about.

Except for this Roman Spektor, who just happens to be

In no condition to talk.

- Boy, I haven't been very much help at all, have I?

- No.

- Well, I'll tell you what, Detective.

I think it's time I come clean...

About everything.

- I'm listening.

- You might want to write this down.

Okay...

It all goes back to Dallas, 1963.

I met Oswald in '62, but he didn't introduce me

To Jack until '63.

Anyway Jack Ruby, decent guy, except when he's drinking.

So the three of us, we pop JFK,

And I hightail it out of there back to New York City,

Where I meet a guy named-- what?

Sam. The son of Sam, actually.

I'm not sure you heard about him, anyway...

Jail? Really, Jason?

Risky move, doctor.

But I guess you knew they didn't have enough to hold me, so--

What, you're just trying to scare me straight?

Well, here's something that should scare you.

If Roman Spektor rats us out, we both go to jail.

For real.

- Don't touch me. Get away from me.

- I need you to calm down.

- I need you to get your hands off me!

- Okay, take a few breaths. - Get away from me!

- Dr. Solis is on her way in. - Where's that doctor?

- Dr. Solis is on her way in right now.

- I want to talk to the police.

Get this collar off of me! I need to talk to the police.

- Okay, Mr. Spektor, we can't take your collar off

Till we know your neck isn't broken.

- That guy, that doctor. He's the one who did this.

- Okay. Okay, Roman.

- Why are my hands all wet? - Maybe your I.V. is leaking?

Roman, your hands are dry.

- This some kind of joke to you guys?

- Okay--

- I got this collar on my neck. I can barely see my hands.

You're playing some kind of stupid joke?

- Nobody is making a joke. - I'll dry them.

- That towel's wet too. Get it off me!

- Roman, the towel's dry. - Get it off me!

Get the towel off me! - Stop! Stop.

- That's better.

- Okay. - My hands are dry.

My hands are dry. It's all better.

Give me 2 milligrams of Ativan now.

- What's going on? - Just go.

Roman, you're having a seizure.

Your injuries are more serious than I thought.

- Hey, Josh. - Oh, hey.

- I need your help with Jason's special research project.

- Oh, yeah. He told me to give you whatever help you needed,

No questions asked.

- Great. I need the keys to his apartment.

- His apartment?

- Yeah, I need to pick up some things.

Some research things.

- I have strict instructions to keep all hospital personnel

Away from Dr. Cole's apartment at night.

- Well, I'm sure he'll make an exception for me.

Give him a call.

- I also have strict instructions never to phone

Dr. Cole at night.

- Well, then you're in a bit of a pickle, aren't you?

- So what exactly are you looking for again?

- Bodily fluids.

Hold these.

- This is why I never ask questions.

- Spinal cord's compressed, C2 fracture.

And that fracture's causing his heart rate to drop.

- Well...He's not gonna make it through the night

Unless I get him into surgery.

Fuse the vertebrae with an anterior screw.

- That surgery has a 10% success rate.

Even the very best surgeons can't place that screw.

- I can place it.

- We should hand this off to Jason.

He's done this before.

- You know, I thought you didn't want to work with him.

Isn't that why you called me in to consult?

- This isn't about choosing you or Jason.

- Good. Because I'm here, and he's not.

I'm scheduling the surgery.

- You know Dr. Cole doesn't work nights.

That's the deal I made when I hired him.

- Well, the surgery is technically challenging,

And Dr. Cole gives my patient the best shot.

- Cole is diabetic.

That places limitations on all of us.

But I won't risk his health by forcing him to work.

- Well, what if he's willing to operate

And his blood sugar checks out?

- Your job is to do what's best for your patient.

My job is to do what's best for this hospital.

And that means keeping Jason Cole

Happy and employed here for as long as I can.

- At the expense of a patient's life?

- I can't call him in, but you can.

Somehow I think you can be more persuasive.

[Dog barks]

[Cell phone rings]

- Lena, so good to hear from you.

- Listen, I hate to have to ask you this

Or even make this phone call, but Roman Spektor's

In critical condition.

- Really? That's terrible.

- He needs your help.

I know it's a lot to ask, but is there any way

You could come in for surgery tonight?

- I don't know if I could live with myself

If Mr. Spektor died.

I'll be right over. - Thank you, thank--

- Or not.

[Dog barks]

[Door creaks]

[Suspenseful music]

♪

[Thud] - [Gasps]

- Mommy, I heard a noise.

- [Panting]

Oh, Cole, what did you hear?

- Something outside.

- It's okay.

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

Now, there is nothing to be afraid of.

You see?

Because nothing can get to you without going through me first

Because I am very, very strong.

Arms up. There you go.

You wanna see?

Look. Grr!

Big, huh?

I love you, baby. - I love you.

- Good night.

[Dramatic music]

- What's that for?

- So we don't have to be scared of the dark.

- Can I pick something out?

- That is a great idea.

- That's too big for me.

- Well, this one's for mommy.

[Cardiac monitor beeping]

- Patient's fully anesthetized. - Paralytics?

- On board. - Two units typed and crossed?

- Got 'em in the cooler.

- All right, I'm done waiting for Jason.

- Just give him a few more minutes.

- No, it's an unstable fracture. - He said he'd be here.

- We've been holding off all night.

[Rapid beeping]

- Heart rate's dropping.

- If we don't fix that fracture right now, he's gonna die.

It's go time. - God, where are you?

[Rock music]

♪

- [Groans]

[Grunts]

- Good morning, sunshine.

♪

- [Sighs]

So guess what. I spoke with Lena last night.

Turns out Roman needed surgery. Where were you?

- You're not gonna barf, are you?

- Uh...oh, god.

So turns out we have a little good news/bad news sitch.

The bad news is you missed your surgery,

And Spektor's probably dead by now.

The good news is, you missed your surgery,

And Spektor's probably dead by now.

Which means we're off the hook.

So before you go running back to the hospital

To save the day, why don't we think this through, all right?

Do you really want to jeopardize your entire career

Over some lowlife?

Do you hate me that much?

Don't answer that.

- It's called an anterior screw.

We need to fuse the spine together,

And I need to know immediately

If the screw is out of alignment.

- Yes, doctor.

- If it's too far anteriorly,

It'll pierce the back of his throat.

If it's too posterior, it'll impale his spinal cord.

Turning the screw.

I almost have it. - Trajectory.

- I'm almost there. - No, too anterior.

- Damn it!

- Jordan, I have to push another round of pancuronium

If we're gonna continue at this pace.

- Then push it! - You can do this.

- Hey, how's it going? - Where the hell have you been?

- I'm sorry, I got here as soon as I could.

How's Jordan doing?

Should be a two- or three-hour procedure, tops.

- You're right.

If you came when you said you would, it'd be over by now.

- Yeah.

- The patient would be in recovery,

And we would be celebrating.

All you had to do was show up. - Please.

- You couldn't even do that. - He's crashing!

[Rapid beeping] Get the cart.

No pulse. - Come on! Come on! Come on!

Charge to 360.

Clear.

- V-tach.

- Going again.

Clear! - No change.

- Give him an amp of epi right now.

- Going again.

- Dr. Cole, your glucose tests. - Yes, yes, quickly.

Get the epi in! Now!

- Pull the amiodarone. [Beep]

- Cleared for surgery. - Again.

- Clear. [Thump]

- Nothing. - Check the pulse.

[Monitor flatlining]

- No pulse. Asystole.

Should we call it? - No. Absolutely not. No.

- Jason, it's asystole. - Go again. It's fine v-fib.

Let's go again. Ready? 360. Clear!

- No change. - Compressions, come on.

Again. Clear.

Come on! - Nothing.

- Damn it.

Again. Clear!

Come on, Roman. Come on!

- Fine v-fib on the monitor. - Going again!!

- That's five amps of epi already.

- Clear.

Check his pulse.

- Got a carotid.

- All right, here we go. Let's place that screw.

- Heart rate's weak.

In the 40s.

He's barely hanging on.

- Standing around's not gonna help us.

Give me more cephalad retraction.

- Retractor.

- All right, fluoroscopic images up.

What are you using for a screw? - 4 1/2.

- Perfect. Away we go.

[Dramatic music]

♪

- Hurry up, guys. Pulse is getting thready.

- Turning the screw.

All right, the screw is firmly seated.

- Position looks good. - Heart rate rising.

Patient's stabilizing.

- Hey, good job, everybody.

All right.

Guys, let's close him up.

Jordan...

- Get back in there.

- Why? Jason's got it under control.

Jason saved the day. What does he need me for?

- You're a crucial part of this team.

Jason knows it, and I know it.

But Jason's always gonna be the star.

- Stars burn bright, cast a glow over everything,

And then they implode.

- Damn it.

All these fluids are Jason's.

- Whose fluids were you expecting to find?

- Oh, uh, Jason and I are researching

The biological cross-contamination of--

- Okay, let me just stop you right there.

It's obvious you're lying to me right now, and that's okay.

Whatever it is you're hiding from me is fine.

I shouldn't have asked. I don't care.

In fact, Dr. Cole pays me very well not to care.

I'm just here to help.

- So, uh, can I get a latte?

- On it.

- Bad news, doc.

I couldn't find any differentials.

Nothing of Ian's.

Without it, there's no moving forward with the drug.

- Okay. - Okay?

That's it? Okay? Where's my pep talk?

Where's my marching orders?

- Ruben, it doesn't matter anymore.

- That's the guy? - Yeah, that's him.

- It's a little conspicuous, don't you think?

Sitting vigil-- I mean,

I'm no student of the law, but unless you're trying to look

Like the guiltiest guy in America--

- I'm just trying to take responsibility.

- You did. You fixed him up.

- But he's gonna turn me in unless I can talk him out of it.

So I'm gonna sit here,

And when he wakes up, I'm gonna beg for my life.

- Jason, you don't have time. - Well, I'm gonna try.

- No, I mean you don't have time.

It's 8:20.

- [Sighs]

- Jason. - Hi.

- I need to talk to you. - Oh, can it wait?

I don't think I've got time. Uh, my blood sugar's crashing.

- You make a promise to show up, you show up.

People rely on you. - You're absolutely right.

Here's the thing though, I-- - no, no, no, no.

No more excuses. I've made allowances for you.

I've given you privileges that, frankly, anywhere else

Are unheard of. - You're absolutely right.

- Because you're worth it. - Thank you.

And you have no idea how appreciative I am, really.

- But the second you become more trouble than you're worth,

You'll be out of a job, and so will I.

- Mm-hmm. - Is that clear?

- Crystal. Crystal clear.

I'm so sorry.

- Dr. Cole, wait! Dr. Cole, please stop!

Dr. Cole, I'm sorry.

Dr. Cole?

- Yes?

- Dr. Solis said you'd want to know.

Roman Spektor's awake and talking.

- Really? He's talking?

- Yeah.

He would have died if you hadn't rushed in like that.

That was so amazing what you did.

- Wasn't it? A little showy though, don't you think?

- [Chuckles]

- What's the security situation around here?

- Um, well, there's hospital security,

And there's usually cops down by the E.R.

Why, is something wrong?

- I'm very worried about Mr. Spektor.

People out there want to hurt him.

- Why?

- I can't give you that information.

It would put your life in danger.

- It would? - Yes.

Safest thing for you to do is go home, pray, watch tv.

I don't know, it's your call.

Is it this way?

- Um...Wait, what are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna warn Mr. Spektor of this very imminent threat.

You should go home, doctor.

Wait.

Do you work for me?

- Um, well, technically I'm a resident, so--

- Give yourself a raise.

[Rock music]

- ♪ I said, what you gonna do when bad news comes your way? ♪

♪ I said, what you gonna do when bad news comes your way? ♪

♪ I said, it makes me feel much better ♪

♪ it makes you feel that bad ♪

♪

Good thing you didn't scratch it.

Relax, Roman.

Believe it or not,

I'm the one that saved your life.

But guess what.

I'm also the one that can end it.

- [Gasping] - I'm sorry.

Did you say something? - Please.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh. You rest now.

Doctor's orders.

You see, I'm responsible for your recovery

Here at the hospital.

Could be weeks, maybe months.

Plenty of opportunity for complications to arise.

Complications that could kill you.

That will kill you, unless you tell the police

I had nothing to do with your recent accident.

- [Panting]

- The choice is yours.

Oh, I know what you're thinking.

Someone's gotta do something about health care

In this country.

[Elevator bell rings]

- Dr. Cole? - Yes.

- Gum? - No, thanks.

- I made it in the lab.

- Really? - Yeah. Hibiscus flavor.

You love hibiscus. You should taste it.

- Are you a patient here? - [Laughs] No.

I remember you said you wanted to try it when it was ready,

Which it is, right now.

- Okay, then.

Thank you.

- What do you think?

- Tastes like...

Regular gum.

- That's disappointing.

Here, spit it out. I'm still working on it.

- Spit it out?

- Yeah, it's a work in progress.

I might have mixed up the flavors down in the lab--

[Elevator bell rings]

Bingo.

- You just couldn't help yourself, could you, Jason?

You had to go and save the guy, huh?

It's okay, I'm not mad.

I know exactly how it feels, not being able to stay away

From someone when you've been told to.

What can I say?

We just can't help ourselves, can we?

[Dog barking]

[Dog barking]

[Suspenseful music]

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[Loud clatter]

- [Sighs]

- Hey, you got a sec? - Yeah, what's up?

- Good news. I got some of Ian's saliva last night.

- Wait. What? - Yeah. It was amazing.

I got a piece of his gum, and it was--

- Wait a second, go back. Ian was here at the hospital?

- Yeah. He was in the elevator, it was--

Where are you going?

[Elevator bell rings]

[Police radio chatter]

- Sue Jean. - Hi.

- What are the police doing there?

- Spektor's giving a statement about the night he fell.

- Gentlemen. Uh, hi.

- That's him.

That's the guy.

Who saved my life.

I owe you one, doc.

- Hey, you got your watch back. - Yeah. Yeah.

It seems to be good as new.

- But wouldn't you know, Spektor's missing his watch now.

He's probably just getting it cleaned.

What other explanation could there be?

- Dr. Solis. - Hey.

- Great work yesterday.

- Well, sometimes we get to save babies,

And sometimes we get to save gang members

Who accuse us of throwing them off balconies.

- What are you looking for?

- Um...again.

- Ah. Boy, you should get that thing fixed.

- I've tried. Many times.

- Let me see.

- Um...

- Okay.

- Just, uh, you know, be careful.

The links are really fragile.

- I promise I won't break it.

- It was my grandmother's.

She wore it every day.

- Well, I'm pretty good with a clamp, so...

- Yeah, I heard that. - Not to worry.

That should do the trick.

Ready?

Mm...

All right, there you go.

- You fixed it. - For now.

- Thank you.

- If it falls off again, I'm--I'm around.

- Right.

Right.

Bye. - I'll see you later.

- What's that?

- Your paintings sold.

- Oh, come on, Todd, I'm not in the mood.

- Olivia, they sold.

- Which ones?

- All of them.

- Uh...

[Laughs] To who?

- It was, uh, some guy.

He ordered them over the phone.

He said that he's been watching you.

- Watching me? - Yeah.

For a while, he said.

Oh, he wants to buy your charcoals too.

What?

- I've never shown my charcoals.

Thanks.

- Yeah.

- ♪ Make someone happy

♪ Try and do it every day ♪

♪ You gotta make someone happy ♪

♪ To me, it's the only way ♪

[Ominous music]

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