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Shaun, did you undress me?

Except your underpants.

How long have you been here?

All night.

You should be at work.

I'm taking the day off.

No, you should be at work.

You're sick all the time,
not just after hours.

Shaun, you shouldn't
give up your life.

You have my number.
You check in with me.

I have 15 paid vacation days
and 10 sick days per year,

but I can only take sick days
when I'm sick,

not when you are,
so this is a vacation.

The plan is to align your eyes

using what's called
distraction osteogenesis.

We cut the bone and
implant posts

on either side of your eye orbits.

Then,
we slowly expand that distance,

allowing for new bone to grow
in the gaps.

Will it hurt?

For mere mortals it would,

but with your pain tolerance,
it'll tickle.

You up for this?

So I'll have perfectly
aligned eyes

but still look like a wad of chewing gum.

Molly...

You lost an awful lot of bone and
soft tissue in the accident,

and in terms of
facial reconstruction,

we've actually come a long way
in the past two years.

And after 12 surgeries,

you get your own
personalized coffee mug.

I forgot about that.

Okay, when can we get prepped?

Is now too soon?

Car accident. Karin Tindle, 14.

She was sleeping in the back.

Trucker in the oncoming lane
fell asleep.

She wasn't wearing a seatbelt.

Head trauma, not responsive,

GCS of 5
with decorticate posturing.

Sounds like a bleed in the brain.

And she has
a 25-point difference

in blood pressures
between her arms.

- Possible aortic dissection.
- Head and heart.

Page Dr. Melendez.
Have him meet us in the O.R.

Have you contacted
Karin's father?

He passed away three years ago.

Let's go.

Why isn't she waking up?

We're gonna take
good care of her.

♪ The Good Doctor ♪
Season 02 Episode 14

"Faces."

CT confirmed
an aortic dissection.

She needs a thoracotomy.

Aorta hasn't ruptured yet...

And she has a pseudoaneurysm.

We need to get after
her head trauma first.

I don't see any major
brain bleeds

and we can monitor pressures.

In this case,
the heart trumps the head.

Okay.

I have two major symptoms...

nausea and boredom.

I didn't know boredom was a
symptom of chemotherapy.

It's a symptom of sitting
on my ass all day.

I used to run a 700-bed hospital

with a staff of thousands.

Now all I have to think about
is how I keep my food down

and how many bowel movements
I've had all week.

Four.

And I don't have to
think about that.

You know what I need?

My meds.

Will you do me a favor

and... run and pick these up?

When I come back,
we can do "Mad Libs."

Unclamp.

Graft is holding.

That's one fire out. Drill.

Pupils are blown.

ICPs are spiking way up,

brain perfusion CPP is down.

She needs a hemicraniectomy.

Let's sit her up.

It's marijuana.

Yes, it is.

It's marijuana.

Medicinal marijuana. Hold on.

One... for the boredom.

One for the nausea.

Can I try one?

I met someone
who said cannabidiol

improved his ASD symptoms.

A person?

You met a person once?

Shaun, have you heard of
the scientific method?

I'd like to perform a practical,

albeit anecdotal, experiment.

Since you're on vacation...

and we can keep an eye
out on each other...

One. One. Whoa.

One. Take one.

Cruciate wide
incision of the dura.

- Brain edema.
- She's bradycardic.

Push another
50 grams of Mannitol

and ventilate down her CO2.

- No corneal reflex.
- No overbreathing vent.

No brain stem reflexes.

She's brain-dead.

Fore!

You broke my house.

You got to club down.
It's just 12 yards.

It's a little dog leg.

Here. Watch this.

It's in the cup.

Nice shot, Glassy.

You're gonna call me Glassy?

All right.
I'm gonna call you Smurf.

Smurf.
This... This is very interesting.

I find that very funny.

But it's not.

It's not. Am I high?

I think you're
pretty high, yeah.

Am I acting more... normal?

- No, you're acting high.
- Smurf. Smurf.

- Why is Smurf funny?
- I don't know.

It's... It's, um...

You take the first
letter of the first name

and you attach it to the first
syllable of your last name, see?

S-S-S-Murph. Smurf.

We did it all the
time in high school.

So your name was A-Glass?

Yeah, no, it didn't work for me.

Okay, serious now.

Where's the next hole?

Right there. Careful of the
hazard right behind it.

- Okay, Sam Snead.
- Dr. Glassman.

See what you got.

How's Lea?

Lee-Ya.

Lee-Ya!

There should be
a "Y" in her name.

Lee-Ya.

She still into Jack?

No.

She is into Jake.

Who the hell is Jake?

Jake is the guy

Lea is into.

You okay with that?

I don't think you're
okay with that.

I think that's why you're here.

I'm here
to help you through chemo.

When a guy is stoned,

he can tell another guy
anything that's in his heart.

You know, all the messy,
scary, embarrassing stuff

that he would otherwise never,
ever, ever tell anyone.

So what are you thinking?

A dog pooped on your lawn.

You were right to insist

that we deal with the
aorta before the brain.

I appreciate you saying that.

Don't let guilt make you
second-guess yourself.

Why would I have guilt?

You shouldn't. That's my point.

Good.

I'm hungry. Are you hungry?

I think I am.

When a man's hungry,
you know what a man wants?

There's an open can of
chickpeas in the fridge.

- Mallomars.
- What are Mal...

What are... what...
what is the Mallomar?

Pure chocolate,
fluffy marshmallows

on a crispy bed of
graham goodness.

Get us an Uber.

The next few days are
going to be filled

with many difficult decisions.

Decisions no parent
should ever have to make.

We've kept your daughter
on life support

- because we...
- You...

want to ask
about organ donation.

Yes.

You want her what? Her heart?

Unfortunately, her heart
was injured by the trauma,

as were several other organs.

We have a 16-year-old girl

who had a tragic accident
a couple of years ago

that destroyed her face.

And we were hoping
that you might...

You... want to take
my daughter's face...

and put it on someone else?

This young girl's life
has been devastated,

and you have a chance...

No.

I'm sorry, Dr. Andrews.

No.

Okay, how about this one?

"The ugly can be beautiful.

The pretty, never."

Seems a little judge-y.

Yeah, well, it was Oscar Wilde.

Fair enough.

So I'm guessing

you didn't see
the Quakes last night.

The San Jose Earthquakes?

Your home team?

Yeah, I know who the Quakes are.

I recorded it.

No, you didn't.

Don't worry.

I watch enough soccer
for the both of us.

They won 3 to 2, by the way.

Beautiful goal in extra time.

They didn't have any either.

Well, that's all
the major chains.

We're 0 for 4.

Our next place is
on Thornwood Drive,

just west of
Santa Teresa Boulevard.

That's in Alamitos.

Yes.

There are still 28 stores

in the greater San Jose
area that we can try

and I've devised a route
starting in the south

working counterclockwise
around the city

to best avoid traffic.

We'll buy you a box, I promise.

Okay, guys, I, like a big fare

as much as the next driver

but racking up hundreds of
dollars on a munchie quest

is starting to feel exploitative.

What do you say
I order ahead for pizza

and then we just pick it up
on the way home?

- I don't want pizza.
- I don't want pizza.

What takeout food do you like?

- I like pancakes.
- I don't want pancakes.

I don't want to go home.

We're paying you to drive us.

You want these cookies?

What is the real reason?

- You'll laugh.
- What's the funny reason?

I had a crush on a girl.

Robin Demayne.

Senior year in high school.

Her favorite snack.

Okay.

Are we going to get Mallomars?

Nope.

You have been harboring
feelings for this girl

for over 40 years.

That is a worthy quest.

Now, how do you spell "Demayne"?

You're the same sex,
race, approximate age,

share compatible blood
types and antigens,

and a whole bunch of
other things

that make you the perfect match.

And we just received permission
from her next of kin.

Yeah.

Our donor's on life support

but her heart is compromised,

so we are very much
on the clock.

Cancel all elective surgeries,
all personal plans,

and all hopes of sleep.

This is your home for
the next two days.

Let's give Molly a new face.

There is another Robin
Demayne living in San Mateo.

That's less than
half an hour from here.

Ooh, I found one in Los
Gatos, even closer.

You realize how stupid
this is, right?

This is a quest.
Quest is never stupid.

A quest is, by definition,
almost always stupid.

Why would I want
to see Robin Demayne

- after all these years?
- To tell her you love her?

I just want a cookie!

I wasn't in love with her.

I was a teenager.

I was infatuated.

And whenever you thought
about her,

it made you happy.

And you thought about her
all the time.

And every time you saw her, you
felt a rush, light-headed...

Is that how you know
you're in love?

That's how it starts.

And when you're not
with that person,

you miss them so much you're
willing to drive to 32 stores

to find a sensory reminder

that might bring back
those memories.

Ride home's on me.

Flake.

Flake's a guy
from my high school.

He knew everyone,
he kept track of everyone,

and I guarantee you
he never left Livermore.

We need to go to Livermore
and ask Flake about Robin.

We're going to Livermore.

Every lab and imaging
test that comes back

just reinforces the fact that this
really is a one-in-a-million match.

Nice.

Yeah, it is.

It's also very scary

and natural to be having
second thoughts.

It's just...

I-I don't know how to
accept a gift like this...

Someone else's face,
someone else's identity...

The face is just a mask.

It's what's...
Underneath that counts?

Really?

Those lame quotes
we've been mocking,

you're gonna use them on me?

Yeah.

Molly.

Right now, your face is
the only thing anyone sees.

This operation will change that.

It'll let the world see
not your new face,

but what has always
been behind it.

Will it count towards
the coffee mug?

Flake lives at
your old high school?

He was the janitor back then.

He's the janitor now.
He'll probably be the janitor

when this planet
crashes into the sun.

Flake. Findlay Lake was his name.

Hey, Flakey.

Hey yourself, Glaaron Assman.

Your name was Glaaron Assman.

His name was Glaaron Assman.

1973 state championship.

He threw for 460 yards.

And if you squint hard enough,
you'll see who was named MVP.

You said you had
something to show us?

Yeah. Wait right here.

Shannon?

I keep
thinking she's just sleeping.

How can I say goodbye?

We call it the Walk of Honor.

To thank your daughter
for her sacrifice.

Do you remember a guy
named Bobby Juarez?

Tall kid but too clumsy
to play hoops?

He told me that Robin married
a dentist named Scaplin

and moved out of state.

You couldn't tell me that
when I called?

I wanted to see you.

I found her.

Robin Scaplin
is in Portland, Oregon.

It's an 11 hour
and 27 minute drive.

Fill up the tank, I guess.

We're going to Portland.

10 blade.

10 blade.

Proximal facial nerve
isolated and dissected.

Okay, let's start
the heavy lifting.

Clamping the left and right
common carotid arteries

and jugular veins...

Cutting the carotids
and jugulars...

Let's do it.

It's a long way to go
to visit a married woman

you haven't seen
since high school

who may not even be home.

She's home.
I called at the last stop.

What did she say?

"Hello."

What did you say?

Nothing. He hung up.

When you sober up,

you are gonna want to
turn around and go home.

Probably.

As rehearsed,

veins, arteries, nerves, in
that order, from the chin up.

Yes?

Can I get the osteosynthetic
plates and screws, please?

Damn it.

I tore part
of the donor's artery.

I need more interrupted sutures.

Let's keep our focus, people.

Dr. Browne,

Molly's parents would like to
see you on your next break.

Take it now.

You, too.

Dr. Park?

I had a huge crush
on Robin Demayne.

A thoroughly unrequited crush

that slowly turned
into a grudge.

Last day of school,

kids were passing around
their yearbooks,

and I signed in hers

something that was
borne out of anger

and resentment and pettiness.

It was designed to be
somewhat humorous,

but... was really just
mostly hurtful.

Later that day,
at the award ceremony,

I was skimming through
my yearbook

and saw what she wrote me...

"I have only two regrets..."

"My haircut in junior year"

"and that you never
asked me out."

And just then, I looked out
in the crowd and saw her.

Her eyes were red,

obviously crying,
obviously very hurt.

And at that exact moment,
I was awarded my trophy.

I looked for her after,
but never saw her again.

Is that all the scary,
messy, embarrassing stuff

that guys never,
ever tell anyone?

Pretty much.

Dean and Lori?

This is Shannon.

Thank you for meeting with us.

And for...

Everything.

If you don't mind, we have
so many questions for you,

about your daughter.

We'd like to know
what she was like,

what she liked to do.

Molly wants to know, too.

Her name was Karin.

And I killed her.

I'm supposed to tell you
to get back in.

Don't let him get to you.

It's not him, it's you.

Your advice that I shouldn't
be second-guessing myself

is making me think you must be
second-guessing yourself.

About what?

You're the one who insisted we deal
with the heart before the brain.

And you didn't fight me.
Why not?

- Because you were right.
- I was right.

But you have never thought anyone

other than yourself
was right in an OR

since you first
stepped foot in one.

You backed off 'cause
we're sleeping together.

The car accident was my fault.

It was my idea
to leave so early.

It was my idea to let
her sleep in the back.

It was up to me to make sure
she was wearing her seatbelt.

None of which would've mattered

if the truck driver
hadn't fallen asleep.

It's natural to feel guilt,

but you have to understand
this wasn't your fault.

It doesn't work that way,
Dr. Browne.

It was my handgun
that hurt Molly.

And you can say that
it was a freak accident

or... that Molly knew she
wasn't supposed to touch it

or some other BS,

but it was my fault.

I had one job,

and that was
to protect my family.

I didn't do my job.

And you could try
to make sense of it,

try to find something,
some pleasure somewhere,

some meaning.

But there just isn't.

And then your daughter

does this for us...

Hi, Robin.

Aaron?

He had a huge crush on you.

Yeah.

That's not why I'm here, though.

I'm here to apologize.

For what I wrote
in your yearbook.

Yearbook?

Yeah.

I wrote something, um...

hurtful and untrue
and really stupid.

And then I read
what you wrote in mine.

What did I write?

She had a bad haircut
in junior year.

I certainly remember that.

Yeah, well,
it was a long time ago.

Anyway, I just...
I wanted to say I'm sorry.

Well...

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

Mallomars.

Robin's favorite snack.

Right side donor to recipient
vessels are anastomosed.

Ditto on the left.

Let's see
how our plumbing works.

Unclamp them, please.

She's pinking up.

Moving on. Motor and
sensory neurorrhaphies...

How's our girl doing?

She's just waking up now.

Hi, Molly.

How are you feeling?

Terrible.

Then we're right on target.

You want to have a look?

- No.
- No rush.

It is going to look...

Surreal.

Like you're looking
at a stranger.

But it won't always.

Because nobody laughs
or holds their head

or looks someone in the eye
exactly the way you do.

Okay.

I apologize

for telling you how to react
to losing a patient.

Thank you.

When I accused you of
second-guessing yourself,

that's because
I'm doing it, too.

Our relationship has me questioning
everything I do and everything you do.

You're making this way more
complicated than it has to be.

It is complicated.

The fact that
we're seeing each other

changes the context
of all of our interactions.

I guess that's why
there are rules against it.

I think I can keep being a jerk to
you at work if that's what you want.

You think we should end it?

No.

See you tomorrow.

So, once you're feeling
a little less woozy,

we'll set you up with
a whole bunch of therapists.

Speech, occupational, physical.

Shannon.

Please come in.

I'm Karin's mom.

Hi.

I brought something for you.

She was beautiful.

Thank you.

And thank you for timing that
elevator ride so perfectly.

Can I ask you for a favor?

I'd like to say goodbye.

We'll clean up tomorrow.

And buy a new vase.

Yeah, buying a new vase is easy.

Vacuuming up
my grandmother's ashes,

not so easy.

Are you glad you apologized?

Yeah.

Do you still feel guilty?

Yeah.

Guilt must be a bad thing
if it makes people feel badly

about something
they can never fix.

Or maybe it's a deterrent so we
do the right thing the next time.

You loved Robin,

but could never be with her.

Do you wish you'd never met her?

Not for one second.

I'm not okay
that Lea is into Jake.

Good night, Smurf.

Night, Glassy.

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