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Hello?

I'm either home or having the
best hallucination ever.

Anybody?

Mm.

Ahh.

I smell coriander.

Laypeople call it curry.

How was Mumbai?

- Curing cancer?
- Mm, not yet.

But with laparoscopic radioembolization
therapy,

maybe.

Still not a doctor.

- It was good?
- It was great.

But this bed... oh, my God.

Oh, hey, Al.

Is that nutmeg?

Curry.

- Mm.
- Hi, Bryan.

Mommy! You're home from India!

Hey.

Oh, my babies, come here.

I thought Pierce was gonna
move in when you were gone.

He has a razor and a
toothbrush in the bathroom.

He's moved in.

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Hey. You're back.

Come here.

Is that curry?

Are you kidding me? I
practically showered in...

No, I'm sorry. I called this morning.

Max put me up to it. I'm sorry.

Alex, you remember Evan
Atwood. Evan, Dr. Panttiere.

Of course. And Mojo.

- Yeah.
- How are you?

Still terminal,

but I should be over it in a few weeks.

I'm... I'm sorry. That was a reflex.

Actually, I'm glad you're here.

I've got a committee presentation,

but could you stick
around a little longer, please?

- I sure hope so.
- Good. I'll come find you.

- I'll see you in the meeting.
- All right.

This is not a cure, but it
can prolong people's lives.

When I was in Mumbai, we
performed the procedure

on ten stage IV patients

whose pancreatic cancers metastasized
to their livers.

But before the trial, they'd
all had lung shunting...

Is that another earthquake?

No, they're installing some sort
of art project down there.

It's part of Dr.
Crawford's beautification grant.

Alex, Jesse, please continue.

No, what's really
exciting about this is the way

in we can now perform the
procedure laparoscopically...

Which makes
it a great option...

for stage IV patients

who aren't good candidates for
intrahepatic microspheres.

Yeah, well, it also ensures precision

in targeting the yurit... yur... yur...

Yttrium.

- Yttrium.
- Yeah.

Into the tumors.

Wait a minute.

Hey, hey, hey. That's radioactive.

- What are you doing?
- Chill, Silkwood.

It's just a demo.

So the syringes are preloaded

with 30-micron glass microspheres,

which are suspended in saline solution,

which are then
injected by use of the probe.

Oh. Now I know how they're injected.

Of the ten trial
patients in Mumbai, nine, nine

showed measurable improvement.

What about the tenth?

She succumbed to
SIRS with a fever of 106.

- Side effects?
- The usual suspects...

nausea, vomiting, fever, diarrhea.

Sounds like Sunday
morning at my house, so...

So all we need now is five patients
who meet the criteria.

Mm-hmm.

Five patients is gonna be tough.

Is that why you want to talk to Evan?

He's a perfect candidate.

And we are done.

I suggest you start screening patients.

Uh... one second, please.

Can I... can I...

Can I talk to you? Hello?

Uh, Milly? A word?

Yeah, but it will damn well be your last

if you ever call me that again.

Look, my favorite character on
"The Love Boat" was Julie, okay?

The hot but attainable

cruise director, okay?

She was like the CXO of the ship.

And I want to bring those same
fun times to St. Matt's

that she brought to
the "Pacific Princess."

So, since you have not
found a qualified candidate...

Wait. Are you saying you
want to be considered

for Chief Experience Officer?

Yes.

Does this have anything to do with
impressing a certain nurse?

Yes! Of course it does!

Plus, for whatever reason,
people love to bitch to me,

so I already know who's
unhappy with what.

It might surprise you to
know I actually agree with you.

There's just one problem.

Nobody likes you.

Pants, Ping-Pang-Pong... they love me.

Plus, I'm best bros with
Harrison and Shane.

And Forester... that guy
hears my name, he gets a chubby.

I'll tell you what...

if you can improve one
person's experience,

I will consider you for the job.

Excuse me?

Hello? Could you stop...

Hi. Sorry. Yeah.

Excuse me? Hello? Excuse me?

- Hi. Hi.
- Sorry.

I couldn't hear over the noise.

Yeah, that's what I was trying to...

Do you think you could
find a better time to do this?

Is there a
better time in a hospital?

I'm Wyatt, by the way.

Hi.

I'm Milly... I mean, Millicent.

I'm COO, and this, whatever
it is, it's disruptive.

Oh, since you asked...

It's a collection of moments

for anyone who bothers to
stop and really look at it.

It gives them something
else to think about.

I think we all need that, don't you?

It's my way of affecting
people who pass by.

Otherwise, what's the point?

Reminds me of Kim Byoungho,

the Korean sculptor
who works with metal.

One of your influences?

Yeah, Kim's work blends
art with engineering

to express the pursuit of new desires.

Mine's meant to be
experienced in the here and now.

But if the now is disruptive,

- I am happy to take a break.
- Thank you.

Arty-boy wants to butter your scone.

- It's "scahn."
- Whatever.

He wants to put
something on your biscuit.

In the first trial, the surgery extended

the longevity and quality of life

by weeks, sometimes months.

But the side effects are consistent

with chemo and radiation.

Only four small incisions are required,

so it's minimally invasive.

There could be...

uh, unpredictable complications as well.

To be clear, this
treatment is experimental,

and we're still in the
clinical-trial phase.

In one case, a patient developed
something called

Systemic
Inflammatory Response Syndrome...

which can cause a
dangerously high fever.

So please understand...
we're not offering a cure,

but we can offer hope.

So feel free to think it over...

I want you to weigh the
risks and the benefits.

And let us know.

So I'm gambling on
living a few weeks longer

or dying even sooner?

The first trial had a
90% success rate, Evan.

Look, Doc, you've been...

straight with me on this whole ride.

If you were me, would you do it?

Look, uh, it's up to you, Evan,

but after what you went
through in your last run of chemo,

I would probably take
my dog on a road trip.

Then that's my answer.

Okay, A, you don't have a dog,

and, two, this
trial may give us a chance

to extend the lives of our patients

and find innovative treatments.

What... You should
be excited about this.

I am excited about this.

It's just... Evan's made his peace.

He asked me for the
truth, and I gave it to him.

And all those others... they
made their own decisions.

No, no, after you talked them out of it.

What's the first thing we
learn about terminal patients?

They all want the same
thing... more time.

This procedure can give them that.

And... and it's your specialty.

You could climb up the ranks,
become head of your department.

Hold on a second.

Is this about advancing our careers?

You... you think I became
CIO to advance my career?

I took this job to
have access to funding

for research and breakthroughs

and hopefully better
treatments and cures.

So what this is really about, Pierce,

is the same thing we both want...

better lives for our patients.

I get that, but what about "do no harm"?

We're supposed to give
them a good life while we can.

Shouldn't that include a good death too?

I don't know who I'm talking to.

Right now your peer, Alex.

Then you'll understand why
I'm doing this trial...

with or without you.

Hey, we should...

Everything okay?

It's jet lag.

Yeah, I-I-I mean, I'm
not trying to talk anybody

into anything.

I was making a solid medical case.

It sounds like Pierce was doing
exactly the same as you,

just from a different point of view.

It doesn't make him
wrong. It just pisses you off.

You know how
important this trial is to me?

Only now I have zero participants.

- Mm.
- Why are you taking his side?

I'm not taking his side.

Now that I've had a chance

to get to know your
boyfriend a little bit better,

I can tell he's a damn good doctor.

Did I just hear
quotes around "boyfriend,"

the way you said it just now?

Oh, my God, only if you put them there.

I mean, you and
Pierce are good together.

- Mm.
- He's a good balance for you.

"Balance"? What are you...

You'd be the first to
admit that you can be impossible.

Pierce is good for you.

You should cut him a bit of slack

and realize there's nothing wrong

with his way of looking at things.

So you are taking his side.

It's good doctoring to
know when enough's enough.

Alex, sometimes
prolonging a patient's life

at the expense of their well-being

isn't the right way to go.

You of all people should know that.

So, yeah, philosophically,

I agree with Pierce.

Intellectually, I'm with you.

When it comes to the bigger picture

and the benefits of a trial like this,

we're both playing the long game.

I'm not playing any game.

And you're way out of line,

commenting on my
relationship with Pierce.

So if you and I are gonna work together,

keep it professional.

There's only one way you
and I can work together.

You need to get over me.

And then we can keep it professional.

"Balance"?

Of all the arrogant and
condescending and...

and "balance"?

"Oh, yeah, you and Pierce

are so great together."

And I
need to get over him?

Why don't you get over yourself...

Dr. Balance?

I was never here.

Oh, God.

What if he's right?

She's great. What is she, around 7?

- No, she's 13.
- Wow.

She still loves the park.

That's great. Have a good day.

Hey, Evan.

Just the person I was looking for.

Can we... You mind if we sit down?

Of course.

Come on, let's go, girl.

Let's go, girl.

What's on your mind?

So...

- I got my car all packed.
- Good.

And I was throwing the ball for Mojo

for old time's sake in the backyard,

but when it was time to go,

she just sat there with
that ratty old ball in her mouth,

waiting for me to throw it again.

So I did...

but when she went to get
it, she tripped and fell.

She's, uh, 13, and she's...

starting to have some issues.

It's hard.

I know.

It didn't stop her, though.

She wanted me to throw it again.

And...

all of a sudden, I had
this image of being in a...

in a motel near the
G-Grand Canyon or whatever,

and...

and she's sitting beside my bed...

with that ball in her mouth,

waiting for me to wake up.

I can't let her outlive me...

And spend the last of her days

wondering why I won't throw the ball.

I understand.

I read an article

that the heart
beats 100,000 times a day.

So that's how I've
been measuring the time

that I've got left,

not in days or weeks...

But beats.

And if you think that
this new-procedure thing

can give me more than
I currently have...

then I'm all-in.

I need four more patients for the trial.

From what Doc
Harrison has said about you,

I've got faith you'll
find the other four.

- Let's look at what?
- Look at that!

Yeah, but how is
everybody gonna get there?

- I didn't even look at... Hey.
- Oh, I love that book.

What are you doing with my laptop?

- Hey, Mom.
- Hi.

- Hey, Mom.
- Hi, Mom.

Hi.

I made some killer
enchiladas. You hungry?

Oh, I'm starved.

You know you suck at hiding
things from me, right?

- Except for being gay.
- Well...

You know what? Maybe now's a good time

for us to, uh, go someplace else.

- Like where?
- I'm working on it.

So?

I'm meeting Callahan at my old gym,

and, uh, since I'm out that
way, I'm just gonna stay at my place.

Oh, okay.

All right, bye.

That a work fight or a fight fight?

No, work fight.

So you still haven't
told me what's going on.

Mmm.

Oh, "mouthgasm."

Mmm.

Bryan asked me to marry him.

Get out.

Max! That's fantastic!

- You said yes?
- I did.

So why the Eeyore face?

There's one little glitch.

I can't marry him...

because of...

us.

Oh...

Kind of time to get a divorce.

Do you mind if I crash
here a couple days?

You don't have to ask or explain.

You can move in if you want to.

I might have to.

Michael and I broke up.

Oh, Max, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry...

for everything I've put you through.

Oh, I survived.

It was worth it to see you happy.

You got a hit song out of
it. That wasn't nothing.

A song about a total narcissist.

But the second I
started talking about surrogacy

or adoption,

he just freaked out.

And you know how bad I want kids.

Yeah, as much as I do.

We still could.

What?

Who says best friends
can't be great parents?

Unless you think you can't, you know...

I told you, you're the only woman

who ever did anything for me.

Yeah, but you also said

you had to
fantasize about Lenny Kravitz...

which is fine, because
Lenny had a good time too.

It's something to think about.

I've decided I'm gonna
pay for everything.

Alex.

I just want it really elegant and easy.

Alex, this is kind of why we
were putting off telling you.

Hmm?

Bryan really doesn't
want to hurt your feelings,

but he's a little bit afraid

of you "Alexing" the whole thing.

Hmm.

We really want to make it ours.

He really gets me, doesn't he?

You think I'd marry him if he didn't?

And do not sweat it.

Bryan is all over this.

He's been on Craigslist looking
at wedding venues.

It is amazing what
you can find on there.

Hey.

Hey.

How was your workout?

Uh, Callahan ditched me,
so I just, uh, went home.

Dr. Panttiere, I need you.

Well, that's a face.

It's very clever of you

to use Craigslist to
solicit trial patients.

Oh, just thinking outside the box.

Consequences be damned?

Take a look.

I thought I'd get six, tops.

Yeah.

And the kicker is,

you get to tell all
these terminal patients

that only five of them have a shot.

Good luck with that, Doctor.

Yes. Uh-huh.

Este es el milagro que
he estado esperando.

This is the miracle she's prayed for.

Ah, well, I just need to see

if your mother meets the
criteria for the study.

Please just tell her to be patient.

Ella dice que tiene que...

Hey.

Please tell me you have my back.

Of course I have your
back. I don't want to fight.

Okay, good. Thank you.

Okay, I need every
available nurse and doctor, please,

to help me take vitals!

Okay, this is Mrs.
Carranza. Can you start with her?

Yeah, sure. Uh, buenos
días, señora Carranza.

Well, this is classic Panttiere.

- Yeah, bite my ass.
- It was a compliment.

Yeah, bite it.

Dr. Panttiere...

I-is it true you're still only
gonna treat five of us?

That's part of the protocol. They
only have funding for five.

But what are we supposed to do...

I mean, draw straws, rock,
paper, scissors, what?

The ad said zip about a limit.

- I understand that.
- What is this,

some kind of lame-ass
cancer-patient Bake-Off?

I just need a little more time.

Time?

Look who you're talking to.

Excuse me one second. Alex...

we need to triage these
patients in the cafeteria.

You mean get them out of sight.

Pick your battles, Alex.

Come on, I'll make an announcement.

No, this is on me.

Okay, everybody!

Can I have your attention, please?

- We don't have time!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Calm down!

Please, I need your attention.

I'm Dr. Alex Panttiere,

and I am the one
responsible for the Craigslist ad.

Needless to say, I-I
didn't expect this many of you.

So I'm just asking for your patience

while I figure this out, okay?

Uh, but in the meantime,

there is free food and
beverages in the cafeteria.

Okay?

Do you expect me to authorize that?

Just take it out of my salary.

Do you believe this?

- At least she's owning it.
- Typical.

I know the law, and
hospitals can't turn patients away.

Yeah, that's emergency rooms.

This is a cafeteria.

And your BP's 150 over 80, so chill.

- Doctor's orders.
- Penny, there you are.

- You're helping with vitals?
- Yep.

As acting CXO, I want to
get a feel for everybody's job...

so I can understand how
to make improvements.

How can I upgrade your work experience?

Remove yourself from it.

You're funny. I like funny.

So did you have anything to do

with the Wyatt Penn thing
going up outside the lobby

as part of your CX thing?

- You know him?
- No, I don't know him.

- But I know his work.
- Paintings are more my thing.

I collect Warhol.

- Andy Warhol?
- No, Bob Warhol.

And a little Ed
Ruscha, some Jae Mal Chin.

He one of your people. You know him?

No, but I love his time series.

Wait. Why should I believe the guy

who claimed he invented
Google just to get women into bed?

I bet you found out I
minored in art history,

so you took a crash
course in Wikipedia, right?

You want to see my Pollock?

Not if that's a euphemism.

Whoa. All right.

Okay, we're talking arty stuff.

You wouldn't understand.

Let me know if you ever
want to see my Pollock...

free admission.

God help me.

You might have to
stop doing that, all right?

I'm sorry.

Well, I just had to tell 18 people

they wouldn't survive the procedure.

That was fun.

Well, that brings us
down to 41 legit candidates.

I ran a cross analysis

of your patients' most
recent labs and imaging results.

Now, the computer took over.

Clinically, these are your
best five candidates.

And compassionately, these
are your best five.

And so, what, I'm just
supposed to choose?

Yeah.

Dr. Panttiere requested
a consultation...

in private.

That's some serious jet lag there.

You're telling me.

Thanks for coming, Dr. Hack.

It's just a pretty big
step to admit you need help.

This is not about me.

I have to go out
there and tell five people

they have a shot at a
few more weeks of life.

And the rest? Thanks for playing.

And it doesn't help that
Pierce, Jesse, and I

can't seem to get on the same page...

That's a lot to shoulder,

especially when you don't have

a strong foundation in
your personal life.

What do you know about...

Don't make me hit you.

Look, I get it. I do.

You're being pulled in
two different directions

by two of your colleagues

with whom you have
shared some personal meshuggaas.

But you know you can't let that

infect your resolve as a doctor.

Man up, woman.

Put your full metal jacket on

and go out there and tell those people

this is the hardest
thing you've ever had to do.

You need to come with me...

right now.

We sit, we
wait, and hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

Evan...

We're not competing for the five spots.

We're staying right here

until the hospital
treats every single one of us.

Evan, I'm sorry. We can't do that.

Then call the cops on us.

You guys'll look really great.

I mean, we got nothing to lose!

Dr. Panttiere...

Handle this.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

- Okay, I will.
- What are you doing?

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

We sit, we
wait, and hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

You can't do that.

And hope it's not too late.

You can.

- What...
- And hope it's not too late.

We sit, we wait, and
hope it's not too late.

You... you did not just do that.

I wanted to have you
Tasered. You are CIO of this hospital.

But I'm a doctor first, and so are you.

Hey, you're exploding on Instagram.

#CancerBake-Off is trending.

- Whoa. I went viral.
- You think this is cute?

You're pissed at me. I understand...

Oh, you're about to
be really pissed at me.

"Pissed" doesn't even come close.

Is it true St. Matthew's is
turning away dying people?

It...

It's not that simple.

But by denying
treatment to the dying by spending

over a million dollars on
something so frivolous...

Okay, art is never frivolous,

and if you'd done your homework,

you'd know that these
funds were specifically donated,

because art has a proven
healing and restorative property.

Yes, but what about the patients that...

And you would know that
I'm donating my work

for personal reasons.

Okay, excuse me. Sorry.

Hi. I'm Dr. Silvano.

I'm COO of St. Matthew's,

and you can direct your questions to me.

I have no comment at this time.

Come with me, please.

You know what?

I think it's great that
you've made this gesture

of donating your work, and thank you,

but you shouldn't be
talking to the press on our behalf.

Apologies. They shoved a mic in my face.

You know, if you were a work of art...

and I'm not saying you
aren't... you would be a study in...

Oh, please, don't try
to define me, okay?

- You have no idea.
- No, but I do.

I know that look.

Let me guess.

You get about three hours sleep a night,

maybe four if you're lucky.

You can't remember the last
time you ate a meal sitting down.

And you've gotten so behind
on calling back your friends

that they've stopped calling.

I used to work on Wall Street...

a million years ago.

I get you, Millicent.

I want to show you something.

My work

is meant to be tactile.

I design all of my
pieces to be experienced

not just with the eyes...

but with your hands.

I don't really have time right now.

I'll be here when you do.

Did I just catch you
flirting, Dr. Silvano?

Don't be
daft. He's not my type.

And, anyway, I've got a
bit of a crisis on my hands.

That's all the more
reason to grab a bit of fun.

Why don't you step out of
your comfort zone once in a while?

Let the man service you, baby girl.

Are you medicated?

And in my defense,

I might not have
anticipated the volume of patients,

but I found enough for the trial.

You're a real
maverick, aren't you, Dr. P?

I hate mavericks.

Do you really expect us

to spend, oh, just shy of
half a million dollars

for a risky treatment for 41 patients?

Dr. Crawford...

what was the best day of your life?

When my grandchild was born. Why?

- And you looked forward to it?
- Of course I did.

What kind of a question is that?

Imagine if you knew you were gonna
die before that day came,

because that's the
fear that these patients...

these... these people live
with every day of their lives.

They know there's no cure,

but they just aren't ready to go.

They just want a little more time.

Even 100,000 more heartbeats is a start,

and we have a chance to give them that.

I'm inclined to pull the plug.

Well, before you do...

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Alex, give me an hour.

Let me try to convince the board.

How can I help?

I kept my license current.

It's time I stepped out
of my comfort zone.

Walk me through it.

I'm happy to.

You'll be on the closing team.

We're doing 41
procedures sequentially in 3 ORs.

And the ORs are only
available until 8:00 tomorrow morning.

As a precaution, we'll
all wear ring dosimeters

on our index fingers under our gloves.

If yours turns red,

you've maxed out your
radiation exposure.

Don't jeopardize your own health.

Leave the OR immediately.

Pressure's 130 over 97.

Once each patient is under,

the opening team, led
by Pierce and Callahan,

- will prep...
- Okay, fill her up.

Drape, insufflate, and
insert the camera and ports.

All right, we've got eyes.

Ready for you, Dr. Panttiere.

- I'm sorry about, you know...
- Me too.

Now get back to work.

When they're done,

they'll leapfrog to the next OR.

Okay, let's do this, Mrs. Carranza.

Uh, Cheeks, pass me the yurr...

- Ugh.
- Yttrium.

Yeah, that.

I'll be on the implant
team, along with Jesse,

and we'll inject the microspheres.

Millicent and Marty, you're up.

You did great, Mrs. C.

One down, 40 more to go, team.

When we're finished,

the closing team, Millicent and Marty,

will remove the ports and close.

Then it's same song...
second verse, third verse,

and so forth

until all 41 patients
are done or we collapse,

whichever comes first.

Lucky number 21.

If, uh, anything happens,

will you make sure Mojo's okay?

You can make sure
yourself in the morning.

21!

You go. I got this.

Patient number 32 is almost there.

Sorry, Alex, but...

as Chief of Surgery, I
got to shut this down.

What?

They're all spiking
fevers of 104 and higher.

Three people have died,
Alex. Mrs. Carranza is one of them.

The fevers are all spiking.

I've never seen anything like this.

All their fevers are spiking.

These patients have to
be cooled down immediately.

I need cooling blankets on 31 now.

You are not gonna die on me.

I need more ice packs and Solu-Medrol!

- Got it.
- Bed 15 is spiking.

I don't understand.

We did everything exactly
according to protocol.

We overestimated their immune systems.

We put them all at risk for SIRS.

- 22 is burning up.
- We're out of cooling blankets.

Okay, empty out the ice
machines if you have to.

Nobody stops moving!
Nobody takes a break!

- You understand?
- Look.

Look.

Number three and number
four are breaking.

Mr. Roth's fever broke.

Come on. Come on.

I've got number six breaking over here.

Five and eight breaking here.

He's not alone. Their
temps are dropping.

Look, all the monitors are going blue.

They all coming down.

It's like a miracle.

Or it's just a temporary fever.

I'm gonna go with miracle.

That way, Mrs. Carranza's prayers
didn't go unanswered.

All right,
everyone, let's scrub back in.

Let's finish this.

Patient number 41, Mrs.
Overton, is done!

And so am I.

Marty, close her up.

Hey, guys, I just got word.

The fever's following the
same pattern in all the patients,

and there's no more fatalities.

- Great news.
- Yeah.

And by the way, you still got hands.

I have, haven't I?

Oh, and thank you for...

whatever you did to convince the board.

Oh, no, I wish I could
take credit for that,

but that was all Jesse.

It turns out, he and
Crawford go way back.

He was on fire.

Good night.

- Hey.
- Hey.

You, uh, you coming home?

Uh, in a minute. I got a
promise I got to keep first.

Okay.

- Good work.
- You too.

What?

Nothing.

I just wanted to say, uh...

Yttrium.

That's all.

You're welcome.

It's a Jae Mal Chin.

Yeah, I know.

- Is it real?
- Yep.

And if it brightens
your work experience,

maybe you'll put in a good
word with Millicent for me.

It's a crazy night. Want a ride home?

That would make it crazier.

It's just a ride. Don't
think it's a date.

Yeah, okay.

No worries, yeah.

- Get some sleep.
- You get some sleep.

What do you think?

Yeah, I...

I think I get it.

I just... I feel silly.

Don't feel silly.

So, um...

so what did you do on Wall Street?

Kind of a long story...

better told over a cup of coffee.

Okay, but...

I need to get out of
this place for a while.

I suspect you do.

Good on you, Silvano.

Mojo!

Hey, girl. How you doing?

- Hi.
- How are you feeling?

Good girl.

No jokes...

I'm actually hopeful.

Thank you for that, Doc.

Thank you.

You might've just made
someone hopeful in the future.

It's a decent legacy.

Now, when can I get out of here?

We got stuff to do.

How about tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

That sounds really good to me.

Hey.

So let's get a divorce.

I can't help feeling like I'm
losing you all over again.

We have always defied convention.

Now we're just gonna riff on that.

I know.

But if you even so much
as look at another woman...

Get upstairs.

Your man is waiting for you.

Can we talk?

Okay. About what?

I'm ready to...

You think we can keep work at work?

Why don't you move in for real...

and we find out?

- For real?
- Mm-hmm.

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