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You're kidding, right?

I'm a nurse. I've worked here
for three years.

You really don't recognize me?

That's not the issue, baby doll.

You're not getting on
without a crew ID.

I had it. I just... I lost it.
Come on.

I gave you that corticosteroid
cream last summer

when you got sunburn
in Ensenada.

Remember that spot on your back
that you couldn't reach?

Yeah, I remember.

But you're not flirting
your way onto my ship, Romeo.

I'm not losing my job
'cause you're not responsible.

Avery. She's a nurse.
She can vouch for me.

Hi, Rhonda.

Hey.

Unless she got a crew badge
in her back pocket

with your picture on it...

You left it at the Grab-N-Go.

It was on the counter
by those weird boner pills.

She's joking.
Thank you, Rhonda.

- I loathe you.
- You're obsessed with me.

By the way,
it was not by the boner pills.

So you ready?

The Three Amigos back
in action for another season?

More like the Two Amigos
and Mr. Magoo.

Speaking of Magoo,

have you heard
from Dr. Campbell at all?

No.

I was waiting for his
usual preseason protocol

manifesto e-mail,
but I never got anything.

You don't think that he...

- Kicked the bucket?
- Yeah.

Magoo? No. He's a cockroach.

He could walk out of
a plane crash without a scratch.

You, my friend, are bad.

Hello, gang.
Welcome back.

Take a walk with me.

Six hours to showtime
for this season's maiden voyage

and still about a day and
a half worth of work to do.

Katherine.
- Captain.

But it all comes together.

Somehow it does every year.

Captain, sorry,
where's Dr. Campbell?

Oh, he's no longer with us,
I'm sorry to say.

Thank you.

Relax, guys. He's not dead.

Had to let him go.

Thanks, Alan.

After that debacle
that happened last year,

our special guest came aboard...

Bacterium yersinia
enterocolitica.

Yeah, well, you don't have to
remind me of the gory details.

I saw a lady using a sunhat
as a vomit bag.

- Charming.
- Sorry, Captain.

Refunds all around.

Two more voyages canceled
while we cleaned and sanitized.

And the contact tracers said

if we'd just caught it
one day earlier.

I told Dr. Campbell that guy
did not have appendicitis.

Which is why he is no longer in
charge of the health on my ship.

The cruising world of today

has to exceed
passengers' expectations.

We live in very uncertain times,
wars and worldwide pandemics,

and nobody is going to
venture out for anything less

than total perfection,

or we get replaced
by virtual reality

go-bot sex-dolls
on a virtual cruise

on a virtual Pacific

where there are no diseases
and no employees.

- Mary?
- Captain?

Dear, you got a little
something right there.

Bottom line is we
in this business

have to be at the apex
of our game.

No more mistaking bacterial
outbreaks for appendicitis.

Sebastian. Right?

You're new up here.
- Yes, sir.

Let me show you
how to fold these towels.

I can't work under
some new old quack.

We should be running
this department, us.

We're the only ones who care.
- I know. Tell him.

Captain, you made the right
call letting Dr. Campbell go.

- Uh-huh.
- If I may,

I'm a nurse practitioner.

I've had the same amount
of training as a doctor.

I'm legally qualified
to be head medic.

I want to nominate myself
for the position.

I very highly second
that nomination, Captain.

Thank you, Avery.
Tristan.

I'm very well aware
and very grateful

for your years of service
on The Odyssey.

But in this case, the decision's
already been made.

Out of 110 applicants,
we found him.

Dr. Max Bankman.

Graduated Yale top of his class.

Served four years in
the Peace Corps in West Africa.

He developed some sort
of new technique

for cleft palate surgery.

Won a prize from the U.N.
for humanitarianism

or something crazy.

And he served on the pediatric
board for Johns Hopkins.

Captain with all due respect,

he sounds overqualified.

Yeah, well, after last year,

I'll take overqualified
as to under any day.

Now, he's arriving shortly.

So I trust that the two of you

will make it
a smooth transition.

This guy must be 100 years old.

This is a nightmare.

Hi.

I don't have my badge yet.

I'm Max Bankman, the new doctor.

I'm Rhonda Cole.

Go ahead, baby. I got you.

Thank you.

And there he is now.

Doctor,
welcome aboard The Odyssey.

And since they're
seemingly catatonic,

allow me to introduce you
to Avery and Tristan.

You must be my brilliant
and capable nurses.

We are the ship's brilliant
and capable nurses, yes.

I'm, in fact, an N.P.

Nurse practitioner.
Of course.

I'm sorry.
Max Bankman.

Um
do you have... any... bags?

I do, but they come
with their own guys.

Perfect. Shall we?

That's going right in there.

When I was working in Tanzania,
the villages there...

Kijiji, they call them...
I learned two things...

one, what you can do with
a rudimentary setup,

and, two, what you can't do,

which is why I've asked
to make a couple

of modifications around here.

Uh, yeah. Everything here
is state-of-the-art.

- Nice.
- What the hell?

Big man, is this a...
- Dialysis machine, yeah.

In a major hospital,
they'd only ever use it

for patients
with kidney failure,

but let me tell you,
it is a Swiss army knife.

You could use it for anything.

Hemoperfusion
for toxic congestions.

Managing fluid overload
in patients with heart failure.

CRRT for the critically ill.
It's amazing.

"When I was working in
the va-na-na of Africa."

What is he, Bruce Banner?

Bruce Wayne?
- He's not wrong.

I've been saying we should have
a dialysis machine for years.

This guy could be practicing
medicine anywhere on Earth,

but he wants to
practice it here?

On a floating theme park?
Mnh-mnh.

It says here my cabin's
on the Pelican Deck.

It's Tristan, right?
- Yes.

You think you could
show me the way?

It would be my utter delight.
Please.

This is not a corner
of the world

I'm used to practicing
medicine in.

So what does bring you
to this corner of the world?

I mean, a guy like you
could practice anywhere, right?

Seems like it has its perks.
I don't know.

What do you like about it?

You know the secret they don't
want us to tell all the guests?

She belongs to us.

This ship, this life, it's ours.

We just let them try it on
for a week.

When the sun goes down,

when we get back to port,

it's our turn.

Work like a captain.
Play like a pirate.

The Odyssey philosophy.

She's ours.

I like that. Oh.

Wow.
I could get used to this.

Captain's dinner's at 8:00.

It's formal, which
does not mean Hawaiian shirt.

I found that out the hard way.

Black tie.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

And thanks
for showing me around.

Mhm.

I'm excited.

Yeah.
It's a big ol' bucket of fun.

Why am I here?

Truthfully?
It's the same as you.

It's work-life balance.

I've always been really good
at the work part,

but now it's time for...
- Life.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, you'll get it alright.

It'll throw itself at you
when you least expect it.

Watch your back.

Maybe we can watch
each other's back.

Yeah. I'm not gonna be
like your wingman, dude.

Sorry. It's nothing personal.
It's just... maths.

It's just the guy-to-girl ratio
is, what, like three to one?

It's every man for himself.
Come on.

I mean, you've already
got this suite,

you're a doctor.

You have a head start.

Into the wild blue yonder.

Good luck with everything.

Ohh...

This is a cutting edge ring

that wirelessly monitors
your vitals.

Get a 500 mil saline back...
he needs to be rehydrated...

- and 4 mg of Zofran.
- On it.

- Sorry I'm late.
- Where were you?

I got turned around.
Ma'am, is that your husband?

- Yes.
- I need you to tell me

everything that's happened right
from the very beginning.

She's already given
a statement. It's in his chart.

We were at the margarita mixer,
the send-off,

and Burt said
he was feeling funny,

and then he just started...

- ...doing that.
- Okay, team.

How are we gonna tackle this?

First things first,
differential diagnosis:

list the symptoms,
name the associated conditions,

narrow it down from there.

Excuse me, sir.

We have conjunctivitis, a rash.

That would be symptomatic
of a allergic reaction.

The vomiting would seem
to suggest something ingested.

- Food allergy, maybe?
- He doesn't have food allergies.

The margaritas at
the send-off mixer tasted weird.

Like pennies, sort of.
- Interesting.

Margaritas don't have
any common allergens,

but metallic taste
can be associated

with certain medications.

Antibiotics like azithromycin?

So what do we have:

an allergen, something ingested,
metallic taste?

Adverse reaction
to an oral antibiotic

is where I put my money.
- Nice.

A reasonable deduction...
if the patient were in fact

taking any antibiotics.
- Which he is...

not.
- Mr. and Mrs. Rubens,

before going to the mixer,

did you by any chance
stop by the seafood buffet?

Oh, honey, you know I love
a cocktail... a shrimp cocktail.

This is the life.

Have I died? Have I died
and gone to hog heaven?

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

We had some shrimp.

But he's not allergic to shrimp.
We love seafood.

He's not having
an allergic reaction.

Not to the shrimp,
nor to any antibiotics.

This happens
at least once a trip.

Shrimp contain iodine.

You eat too much shrimp
too quickly

and it can lead
to iodine poisoning.

Iodine poisoning? You'd have to
eat a hell of a lot of...

It happens to baby seals, too,

which is why we call this
little ailment Seal Disease.

- Huh.
- Give him 2 mg of Ativan.

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, my poor little seal pup!

So what are you gonna do?

Well, Mr. Rubens, we are
gonna have to pump your stomach.

But don't worry, we're gonna
have you feeling great

- by tomorrow morning.
- Oh.

Quick deduction work
back there. Well done.

We see a lot of
different things on cruises.

We also see a lot
of the same things.

Your office has a library
with a good section

on maritime medicine.

You may want to study up.

Will there be a quiz?

You're living it.

Sorry I'm late, Captain.

I've been catching up on
the various cruise ship maladies

that afflict cruise ship people.

"Cruise ship people"?

You mean... as in
people having too much fun?

Never in my life did I
consider that it was possible

for a human to eat enough shrimp

to give themselves
iodine poisoning.

Mm. Now, doctor...

you cannot judge our passengers.

We're tending to their dreams.

We have folks on here
who have saved for years,

sometimes their whole lives,

just to pay for
this experience at sea.

And other than
the birth of their child,

or in some cases,
their weddings...

this will be the most exciting
week of their entire lives,

and it's our job
to guarantee that.

Understood.

See, our mission is
to preserve the dream.

And you're here
to keep these dreamers safe.

You might think of yourself
as a...

- guardian angel.
- A guardian what now?

Guardian angel!

We make it look perfect

so that resistance
isn't even a possibility.

And why should it be?

There should be zero guilt
on a pleasure cruise.

Now, you may think that, uh,

the staff we have up here in
the white shorts running around

are glorified extras
from a country club...

but make no mistake about it,
they are certified the best.

You don't get to be on my ship

without hours and hours
of intensive training

in hospitality and scuba
and CPR.

The best of the best.

Sometimes we even apply
sunscreen

because, out here,
there are no sunburns.

This is about as far from hell
as you can get.

This ship?

This ship is heaven.

Usually we're
about three hours from land,

so Medivac in the deep ocean
is not even a possibility.

So it'll be your job
to keep everyone alive.

That's a terrifying burden.

It comes with
enormous responsibility...

so we have to be prepared
for terrible things to happen.

And you can't begrudge

these mishaps, these accidents.

Uh, speaking of mishaps
and accidents, I have to go.

- Ah.
- But, Captain?

I hear you.

And thank you.

He's...

- What happened?
- It... It broke.

He's in shock.

What broke, Mr. Airington?

Is it a bone?

- Penile fracture.
- You can't fracture your...

It's not actually a bone.
- Broken fascia,

the membrane beneath the skin

that connects
the erectile chambers.

Little pressure.

The only treatment is surgery.

It's a quick procedure.
15 minutes.

I'm in and out.
Local anesthetic.

Uh, we can't do surgery
on board. It's against code.

Policy is we coordinate
with the nearest port...

Except in cases of emergency.

Every second that you lose blood

is a second you lose the
opportunity for a full recovery.

We need to act now.
- Do what you need to do, doctor.

Get him prepped.
We got this.

So, the blood from his erection

is pooled
at the base of his penis.

We can't do anything
until we evacuate the hematoma.

Scalpel.

Generally speaking,
a penile fracture happens

during intercourse when
the receiving party is on top,

vigorously moving up and down,

and then they pull out
too far...

and when they sit back down,
they miss.

And you learned this
in the Peace Corps?

Absolutely not.

Premed. Leandra. Suture.
- Oh?

Who's Leandra Suture?
- Sutures. Stitches.

Oh.

Leandra is the woman who
taught me about penile fracture.

Sophomore year, toga party.

I'm sorry, wait.
You broke your...?

Before you get too excited,
I should probably tell you

it really only happens
to the larger, firmer members.

That's wholly inappropriate.

Knock, knock. Room service.

Leftovers from
the Captain's dinner.

How you feeling?

Like I snapped my peepee in half

and had it stitched
back together.

Unfortunately,
we are gonna have to keep you

in here overnight
and then monitor

that throughout
the rest of the week.

Well, how long
until he can... you know?

Yeah. Sorry.

No more knocking boots
or booties

for at least four to six weeks.

Man, I'm sorry, babe.
I ruined the honeymoon cruise.

You know...
intimacy is infinitely nuanced.

We're in Manzanita
the day after tomorrow.

I know a woman there,
a tantric therapist.

She works with couples,

helps them explore
deeper levels of connection

through touch, breathwork...

pleasure centers.

pleasure centers?

Mhm. I mean,
I'm not not interested.

Okay. Wonderful.

- Enjoy your dinner.
- Oh, thank you.

Help! He's not breathing!
He's not breathing!

Back! Back. Get everybody back.

- Help! He can't breathe!
- Give them some space.

He can't breathe!

- What happened?
- I told her to wait,

one at a time, but she jumped in
right after him.

I... I wanted
to do it together!

Is he gonna be okay?

Burt? Burt, can you hear me?
Burt, breathe!

Breathe, Burt! Burt! Burt!

Hang in there, buddy!
Hang in, Burty-Burt!

No, you didn't kill him, madam.

When you knocked
into your husband,

his clavicle separated
from his sternum,

punctured a hole
in his windpipe.

That's why he's
having trouble breathing.

- A hole in his wind...
- They're inserting

a tracheal tube to make sure
he gets all the oxygen he needs.

He'll be breathing in no time.

I know we were supposed
to lay low

after he caught
the Seal Disease,

but we were just so excited to
be here and just have more fun.

Don't worry, ma'am.
We've had it from here.

But h-how will you making
him better for... for good?

He needs advanced
thoracic surgery

to put his clavicle back
in place.

We're not equipped to do that.
This isn't stitching up a penis.

Well, we're in Puerto Vallarta
in six hours.

I can contact EMS there.

We can't just keep him
here all night like this.

Any delay in treatment could
cause serious vascular damage.

- We have to do... something.
- In certain cases,

the sternoclavicular joint
could be manually manipulated.

- That sounds extremely risky.
- If it doesn't work,

it could severely exacerbate
his condition.

It would mean significantly
longer recovery time.

But...

it's your call, doctor.

No. It's not.

This procedure
would take all of us.

The decision has to be
unanimous.

If anybody has
any reservations...

speak now.

Avery, will you make a ramp,
please?

Tristan... I need you
to grab him under the shoulders

and brace his back
with your knee.

Now, on the count of three,

I want you to rotate
his shoulders counterclockwise.

One, two...

But then I'm pushing
against you.

That's the point, Tristan.
Rotate him.

One...
- It's gonna snap

his shoulder blade.
- Do it.

Are you ready?

One... two... three.

You good?

Crapped my pants, but I'm alive.

You know, I just don't do well
being bossed around.

- Well, I am your boss, bud.
- Yeah.

And who is more experienced
on this ship doing this?

Guys, not in front
of the patient. Please.

Any signs of life
in the great beyond?

Oh, just a big swirling ball
of hot air directly overhead.

Sorry.

So, is it ever the same...

or is always, like...

a little bent?

Your penis. After you broke it.

The body is
a miraculous healing machine.

That was good work today...

the tantric therapist
in Manzanita?

Lani. She's amazing.

She saved my life after
a breakup a couple of years ago.

Besides, it's not enough
just to fix 'em up here.

I have to also...
- Preserve the fantasy.

Always. All the time.

Tristan.
He's a good nurse.

Don't get hung up
on first impressions.

He's been my right hand
for three years.

He knows a lot.
He's a valuable tool.

Oh, he's some kind of tool
alright.

You respect him,
he'll respect you.

We're all here
for the same reason.

"Work like a captain,
play like a pirate"?

Yeah.

Also that.

So what about you?

What are your first impressions
of the new doctor?

Well, admittedly,

it was a little low
after his misstep

with the iodine poisoning,
but...

good recognizes good.

The penile fracture,
the clavicular relocation?

That was...

decent.

Well, I try.

Bedtime.

You too.
First port tomorrow.

The passengers are out of sight
and mind for five hours.

Thank God.

All of which
I will spend napping.

No, you won't.

If you thought today
was a big day...

Is this a "don't tell
the Captain" kind of thing?

'Cause I'd really rather not
get fired on my second day.

You're not going to get
in trouble, dude. Be cool.

Bonfire basically is
Captain's orders.

As long as we're back by dinner
when the cruisers

are done at port, we're good.

Hey, Wallflower!

You good?

Just digesting the scenery.

You need to loosen up, doc.

And that means one thing...

Shots. Come on.

Alright.

Okay, okay. I see you.
I see you, Dr. Odyssey.

Huh? Big Kahuna. Whoo-hoo!

Playing nice, boys?

Yes, Mother. Yes, we are.

Oh, man, I have a secret.

But I can't tell you. Ever.
Sorry.

Is it that you're in love
with Avery?

No.

No, oh, my God.
Dude, no. No!

Don't ever say that to anyone.

You know, I'm pretty good
at keeping secrets.

Hippocratic Oath and all?

Step into my office.

Oh, boy.

Talk to me.

It is not good.

Just, I... I like her so much,
man.

You know?

I think I've had it bad
for, like, two years.

It is rough.

She always says to me like,

"Oh, you're like
my little brother," you know?

You know what, man?

I'm never gonna give up hope.

I refuse to move on. Ever.

Well, that seems healthy.

Well... till then...

I must tend to my admirers.

Hi.
- I think she's looking at me.

Yeah.

Hey!

Hi.

Are you looking at him...
or me?

Uh, sorry.
I was looking at him.

But you're cute too.

No, no, no! Uhn-uhn.
Get up. Get up.

Had to happen sooner or later.
Let's go.

- What're you doing?
- Dance off, doc.

Dance off, pants off.
Deejay!

Who's cute now, doc?!

- This is wrong.
- Mm, but it feels so good.

But it's wrong.
We just met each other.

And yet we feel as if...

We've known each other
all our lives.

Mm.

But it's wrong.

I know.

I know! I know.

Oh.

- We need to be professional.
- Mm.

This is the day drinking
talking, not us.

Yeah, definitely not us.
Please don't tell the Captain.

Yeah, I was just about
to text him.

Guests are back soon.
Here.

Sit up.

What are you doing?

Nutrient drip...

electrolytes, B vitamins.

This will do you a whole lot
better than that nap you wanted.

Doctor who's afraid of needles?

So where'd you learn
to dance like that?

You know, I always wanted
to take dance classes as a kid,

but it's not really something
that boys do where I grew up.

And then... one day,
I got tapped on the shoulder

and gently reminded
that life is fleeting

and unbelievably fragile.

March 2, 2020.

I was working at a hospital
in New Haven, Connecticut.

Yeah, we know, you went to Yale.

Actually, I was the
attending physician general in

Internal Medicine,
but who's counting?

One day I get a cough.
No big deal.

But in an abundance of caution,
I asked one of my residents

to give me a strep
and a flu test.

Then that night,
cough gets a little worse,

but both the strep and flu
tests come back negative.

Then everybody gets worried that
I've had a pulmonary embolism.

So they gave me a CT scan,
check for a blood clot.

But they also give me
a new test...

a coronavirus test.

Now, at that point, there were
barely any cases in the U.S.,

so I didn't even think about it
as a realistic possibility.

But as I'm sitting there waiting
for the results of the CT scan,

I found out... on the news
actually...

A hospital in New Haven
reporting

Connecticut's first-ever
case of the novel coronavirus.

A physician who
was admitted last night

at J.D. Memorial ultimately
testing positive for the virus.

After that,
everything moved very fast.

They put me in a negative
pressure isolation room,

cut me off from
all human contact.

My blood oxygen dropped to 85%
and then kept on dropping.

I refused to sleep

'cause I was afraid
I wasn't gonna wake up.

And at that point in China,

they were giving patients with
advanced cases second CT scans,

right, so they could chart
the progression of the virus,

the only way
to ensure proper treatment.

But there was a problem.

I was in isolation
on the ninth floor

and the CT scanner was
on the fourth floor

and they were afraid to move me.

Didn't want to risk exposing
the rest of the hospital.

We are following CDC
and evidence-backed protocols.

You are staying in this room.

And after that,
I was just in total darkness.

Just black.

I thought I was dead,
but dead people don't pray

because somewhere in the
recesses of my consciousness,

there was a voice,
my voice, very faint,

and I knew that I needed
that second scan.

So I just focused on that all
day, every day, and I prayed.

I prayed for them to give me the
second scan, and they did,

and the results from that
scan got me approved

for Remdesivir
for compassionate use,

and that turned the tides.

So against all odds, and despite
being patient zero... I lived.

And because I lived and because
I went through hell...

I decided
that I was gonna pursue joy...

at all costs.

Which I guess is a very,
very long-winded way of saying

that I finally enrolled
in a dance class.

And then you came here.

Thank you for sharing that.

I will caution you, joy at any
cost is its own kind of hell.

Okay, um, do you want to...

You want to go to my cabin?

No. I'm good here.

Why? Are you scared?

No. No! No, I'm not scared.
I'm just, like... like, shy.

Like, a little shy.

I'm not really into shy guys.

No...
I'm not.

Um... um...

There's no shyness.
No shyness at all.

Whoo!

- What are you doing?
- I am Leo Brandt!

Oh, my God.

The Western Surfing
Association champ

- of Huntington Beach!
- Get down from there!

I'm not shy!

I'm king of the world!

Leo!

Help! Help! Somebody help!

Leo!!

Hey! I'm right here! Wait!

Full stop.
Execute a Williamson turn.

Man overboard.

Get medical and security
up here right away.

Go ahead and drop the buoys
and the flares.

Hey, is this real?
Man overboard?

Yeah. It's real.

Thought your cabin was
on the Pelican deck.

What brings you to this side
of the crew quarters, doc?

House call? Bad call, man.
You're a superior.

You understand?
That's like a fireable offense.

We didn't do anything.

And even if we did, what are
you gonna do? Tattle on me?

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

In case you hadn't noticed,
there's more important things

going on right now
than your job.

Please tell me what
you guys took tonight.

I'm a nurse.
You're not in trouble.

Molly.

Just a little.
- So he may still be alert,

as long as he survived the fall.

- She needs hydration.
- He's not even into drugs.

It was me.
I mean, i-it was all my fault.

I told him to. I just...

He teaches special ed kids.

That's his job.
He's a good person.

Is he gonna freeze to death
like in "Titanic"?

That's a very good question.
What is the water temp tonight?

You're supposed to know that,
doctor.

It's in the daily
weather briefings.

Surface temp is 83, maybe 80.

So anywhere between
2 and 12 hours

before hypothermia sets in.

It is unlikely that this is
anything but recovery.

Only 15% of the people
that go over survive.

The fall alone
usually kills them.

Well, let's hope he's part
of that 15%.

Captain, if he is out there,

category four waves at night,
it's gonna be like finding

a needle in
a 100 square miles of hay.

Sure is.

Alert all the other ships
in the vicinity.

The current was headed east
off the port side,

so that's the direction
he will have drifted.

Let's get this guy.

We're over an eddy.

- What?
- Those buoys,

they were port side, but
they come back around starboard.

The current's moving
in a circle.

We're searching the wrong area.

There!

He's not responsive.

We've got him.

Come on.

There we go.

- He's good. We are en route.
- Thank God.

Oxygen. Get him oxygen!

Unconscious,
breath is rapid and irregular.

He aspirated a lot of water.

Could be ARDS.
- Definitely ARDS.

We need to get him intubated.

His left arm is in bad shape.

Possible proximal fracture.

I'm gonna get him prepped
for an x ray.

Avery, you and Tristan
get him on low-tidal volume.

Let's prepare to
assist on ventilator

using ARDSNET protocol.

Utilize the High Peep,
low fiO2 table

and closely monitor
his peak inspiratory pressures.

Okay, Leo.
It's gonna be alright.

Hey.

That was good work out there.

And that dive was pretty epic.

Well, if you hadn't seen
the buoys, I...

Look, uh...

Tristan, I'm sorry... about...
you know.

I shouldn't have done that.

Even though nothing happened,
but...

She's beautiful.

Yes. And smart.

And maybe I'm just a little...
- Screwed up?

Mm.

Yeah.

Who would want
to work in a floating circus

but someone who's screwed up?

Besides...

...comebacks are cooler anyways.

What's the first thing you said

when you realized
you'd been rescued?

I think I said
"I'm sorry I'm naked"?

We wanted to let you know

that we met with your
practitioner in Manzanita.

Was it okay?

It was not okay.

It was amazing.
- Yeah. Uh, thank you.

This trip was awesome.

- You are so welcome.
- Do you totally hate us?

Of course not.
Guests like you keep us sharp.

Well, despite everything,
we had a blast.

- Can't wait till next year.
- Yeah!

Who knows? Maybe you'll get
your leg chewed off by a shark.

Exciting!

Bye.

I thought I picked up
on a little something

the other night... some tension
in the medical suite,

Dr. Odyssey?

Absolutely not.
It's a love fest, sir.

Good.

I love hearing that.

Love is in the air.

Just not too thickly or quickly.

- I love fest, sir? Interesting.
- About the other day,

I should have done that.

And I enjoyed it,
but I shouldn't have done it.

- And I am your superior, so...
- We're good.

Won't happen again.
You were great this week.

A real emergency doctor.
On it.

And, uh, yeah. We're good.
Won't happen again.

Besides, we'll have plenty
other distractions next week.

It's singles week.

Singles week?

Is every week a theme?