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Doctor, welcome aboard The Odyssey.

You must be my nurses.

We are the ship's nurses.

This ship is a dream.

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

I'm king of the world!

Man overboard.

Come on!

- We got him. - Thank God.

I have a secret.

Is it that you're in love with Avery?

Please don't tell the captain.

Yeah, I was just about to text him.

Nine...

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

Ten!

205, bro.

- That's insane. - Yeah. You want the same?

Give me 40 more.

You know,

I still haven't decided what I'm going to do...

about what you did with Avery.

You broke the code.

Bro code? Seriously?

The code of conduct, Maxwell Bankman,

page 83, section A,

prohibiting intimate relationships

between supervisors and subordinates.

You know, it's grounds for termination.

You've been a very bad boy.

- Ooh! - I got it, I got it.

I heard a hemorrhoid pop. You okay?

It won't happen again.

Scout's honor.

So don't turn me in.

However, what we really need to talk about

is this an obsession that you have with Avery.

That's what I plan on dealing with this week.

You know what they say...

The best way to get over one person is...

- Therapy. - ...to get underneath someone else.

Singles week, Max. Strap in.

No, no, no.

Damn it!

I'm so sorry. I can't find my phone.

Could I, uh, use yours to call it?

Oh, yeah. Of course. Here.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

I swear I am not high.

Would you look at that? Look at that.

Thank... Thank... Thank you so much.

Okay.

Oh, God.

It's like a pilgrimage to a mecca

for the chronically insecure.

I don't know, going on a week-long cruise all by yourself,

I think that takes brass balls.

They're not all so bad.

Oh. Absolutely not.

You are both cardboard cutouts with erections.

I can live with that.

You made it.

I don't know how I let you talk me into this.

A singles cruise?

I'm having heart palpitations!

It's called being excited.

Don't worry, I will be right here the whole time, Glamma.

I will be your beach bitch.

Language.

I don't want to hear that word this week.

"Glamma"? Luggage.

Yes, ma'am.

Basal insulin, bolus insulin,

and hydrocortisone cream.

Check, check, and check.

Hey, I need you to do me a favor.

The singles week eventually warms up,

but the first night is awkward.

The captain's dinner, everyone just stands around

and hugs the wall like a bunch of 7th graders at a sock hop,

so he makes us take the lead.

What, like dance with the guests?

Not me, right? I'm a doctor.

Exactly. You're a hot, young, single doctor.

So especially you. But I have a plan.

We'll pair up, do our little shimmy shake.

We'll set the mood, we won't have to engage.

I can't.

Tristan?

Oh, what? It is so obvious.

He would never forgive me.

This crush isn't real. It's puppy love.

Some unresolved mommy issues.

He needs to get over it.

Fine.

I'll just dance with some human petri dish,

and get scabies and die.

Speaking of which, we need more pubic lice shampoo.

You really don't like singles week, do you?

Bad experience? - No.

It's just relationships are not my thing.

I spent eight years in school with no financial help,

It took two jobs to get through,

all so I could pursue this career

where I dedicate myself to people.

You know, humanity at large.

Eight years, you could have been a doctor.

Yes, I could have been, if I had done that schooling

in the right order, which I did not.

Situation.

Top deck. Hot tubs.

"Situation"? What does that mean?

It means bring ice packs.

You bitch!

Break it up! Break it up!

Back it up, please.

- Oh! - I felt that!

I tasted that.

Nasty, dirty, little triflin' girls.

You want a rematch?

Whistle through that gap tooth, jack-o'-lantern-face ass.

You pirate-looking bitch!

Stop it! Stop it! Stop!

Hold still.

Geez. What?

Are you all fighting over some man?

Not some man, my man.

He wanted to bring his girlfriend

and his little side piece, too.

I'm cool. Bring 'em on the cruise, I say.

And then I catch this bitch trying to

take off the damn condom, like I wouldn't see it.

It's not like you were gonna give him a baby.

Womb like a haunted house, just dusty.

Okay, okay, okay.

When we fight over men,

we instantly give them complete and total power over us.

Look at yourselves.

No man is worth this.

- Jeffery is. - Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

Mm-hmm.

Jeffery is that..."D."

You know what I'm saying?

And when that "D" calls, you drop everything and run.

- Amen. - Okay, well, I've never had any

"D" like that.

And if you keep up this stupid fight,

I'm having all three of you dropped off in Puerto Del Sol.

Oh, girl. You need to get you some.

You know, for your health.

Don't you know? You're a doctor.

I'm a nurse, not a doctor.

Ah. Okay.

Okay, kids, you know the drill.

Dance.

And don't make me ask you twice.

So what's the deal here?

We're just supposed to pick somebody

and make them dance with us?

If you're you, yes.

If you're me, you just walk right up.

Oh, Tristan, don't do this to yourself again.

Remember what happened last time?

We could end up in a dance-off.

Maybe she's coming to ask me to dance.

Hi. Sorry. I'm so nervous.

Everything inside me is telling me I should just go back

to my cabin and scroll my phone all night,

so I'm going to not do that.

Do you want to dance?

- Uh, yes. - Cool.

After you.

And away we go.

Excuse me, miss. Would you care to dance?

I'm legally obligated to ask someone to dance.

Why don't you go?

I'd love to.

Fantastic.

So, your friend...

Who is definitely 100% not my grandma.

I begged her to come on this trip.

I just... I don't want her to regret it.

I have an idea.

Do you see that handsome gentleman in the white jacket

over my shoulder?

What do you think?

What do you say, Captain?

Shall we show these kids a thing or two?

I would be honored.

Can I tell you a secret?

Sure.

This being single thing

is very new to me.

Well, you're faking it beautifully.

I'm definitely the oldest single person here.

And probably also the only widow.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, he was an A-hole.

Lucky for me. Makes grieving a lot easier.

Well, you're in good company.

You may be the only widow here,

but your dance partner is the only widower.

As far as I know. - Hmm.

How long? - A year ago.

But, unlucky for me, she was my everything.

And now, I'm just kind of...

out here adrift.

Oh.

That's our cue.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Kelly?

Kelly?

Let's start with what we can rule out.

It's not cardiac arrhythmia. Her heart rate is normal.

She says she's not taking any medication.

So it's not an adverse reaction.

It's definitely not dehydration.

She doesn't go anywhere without that dumb, trendy water bottle.

Sudden onset is concerning.

What can come on suddenly with only one symptom?

Syncope.

Vasovagal syncope?

Fainting as a response to an emotional trigger?

You think she swooned over you?

It's not unheard of.

In fact, I really hope you're right.

- Why? - Because if not,

she may only have a 30% chance

of surviving the next 48 hours.

Aortic dissection.

What's going on? What are you doing?

We're giving you a transesophageal echocardiogram

to get a clearer picture of your heart and see what's going on.

- I need to turn you, okay? - What?

Wh-What do you think it is? - Possibly aortic dissection,

a small tear in the aorta.

It would come on quickly, and syncope

would be one of the first symptoms.

- This is a light sedative. - Kelly.

Hey. You're gonna be okay.

Open your mouth. This spray is a local anesthetic.

It's going to numb your throat and your esophagus.

Wait, wait, wait. I have to be awake for this?

No, no, no, no, no.

Can't you just, like, put me completely under?

Unfortunately, we cannot.

Oh, can I... I need to call my parents.

It's imperative that we do this procedure immediately.

- No. I'm okay, I'm okay. - I know, I know,

but I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere.

Yeah, I won't lie... This is gonna suck,

but for a really short amount of time,

and then it's gonna be over, and we're gonna figure it all out.

Okay? - Okay.

You can do this. You're amazing.

Let's go.

It's okay, you can do this.

You're gonna do this, it's okay.

You can do this, Kelly. - Oh, my... What?

You can do this. Hey, it's okay.

We're so close.

Come on.

She's hypotensive. Heart rate dropping. 46.

She's in V-fib. Get the probe out now.

Kelly, come on. Stay with me now.

Come on, Kelly.

Stay with me, Kelly.

Come on, Kelly.

- Charging. - Charging.

Charge! Clear.

So you still don't know what's wrong with me, then?

No, but we do know that you don't have a hole in your heart.

We got one picture, and it was enough.

Structurally, your heart and your aorta are healthy.

So we're back to square one.

No. Not square one.

We just eliminated the worst case scenario.

We will figure this out.

I promise.

What's up?

Hey, ladies!

Hello?

- Hey. - What's up?

You are aware that this is not a swingers cruise, right?

Or, like, a bathhouse? - It's singles week, homie.

Anything goes.

Hey, you're the new doc, right?

- Yep. - While I got you here,

I, uh... I got this thing on my, uh, stomach.

Hard to say. It could be eczema.

Oh, sweet. It's harmless, right?

Eczema? - Yeah.

Why don't you come downstairs, I'll take a look at it.

No can do. I got prior obligations.

Okay.

Uh, well, at least let me get you some condoms.

Oh, no. Never use them.

Like, that's horrible for the environment.

You'd be shocked how many turtles choke on those things.

- Am I late? - No, you're right on time.

Well, what do you think? Overkill?

Too much for a sunset dinner?

It's wonderful.

Yeah. Champagne?

I'm not kidding.

I think for a long time, I felt it was just too late

for me to do anything exciting or different.

Then my husband passed away, and it was a wake-up call.

It's only too late when you're dead.

Until then, carpe diem.

- Seize the day. - Right?

Well, the adventure life seems to suit you.

Mm, I agree.

What is it they say about oysters?

Hold on. You're dribbling.

- Mm - Mm.

Mm.

You're flushed.

I think the oysters are doing their job, Captain.

Are you okay? What's happening?

Robert.

Robert!

Everything points to a heart attack.

We'll know soon enough.

Sheath.

Catheter has reached the heart.

Contrast going in.

So weird. He has all the symptoms of a heart attack,

but the EKG was normal and the angiogram showed no blockage.

Heart attack, but without the heart attack part.

Maybe the angiography missed something.

When we get his blood tests back, note his troponin levels.

If they're elevated, it's almost certainly a heart attack.

But if not...

Sorry.

Hey, Avery.

I'm Spencer Munroe,

First Officer, Captain's second in command.

How's he doing? - Stable. Resting.

Now we're running some more tests.

How long is he going to be out for?

A bit. What is it, Spencer?

It just showed up on our screen.

150 nautical miles, maybe 7 or 8 hours away.

Whatever it is, it's equipped with a radar reflector.

That's how we were able to pick it up at a distance.

Might just be debris, a rogue buoy,

but it could be a life raft.

If we're going to divert, we have to do it now.

But I need the captain to make the call.

Who makes the call when the captain's out of commission?

Me. Just never had to do anything like this before.

In my job, if you have the ability to help,

you have the responsibility to help.

Even if it's a Hail Mary.

Let's get that raft.

You want to tell me why the hell I'm not seeing

Huatulco, Mexico, out the port side?

Well, I'll tell you how I know.

It's 'cause I'm looking out the port side

and all I see is ocean.

I want a full briefing, an engine report,

and a double espresso waiting.

Report.

Captain, we picked up a distress beacon

and a ping on sonar, and altered course.

They're now 10 nautical miles ahead.

We're doing 18 knots.

Increase the speed to 25 knots.

I want to cut the intercept time by seven minutes.

Yes, sir. Rescue boats are ready to launch.

We radioed any other vessels in the vicinity and shore.

Launch them at five miles out.

They can get there quicker, and then we slow.

- Yes, sir. - Doctor.

I want you out there with me on the first rescue boat.

Captain.

I can't have you out there with us.

I need you to stay with the ship.

Doctor's orders.

Understood.

Tristan and I will go with the rescue team.

Avery, prep for dialysis in case there's kidney damage.

Also ready a hypotonic drip. - On it.

There. Right there.

Let's go.

Okay. Hi.

My name is Tristan. You're safe.

You're going to be okay. All right?

I just need to check your pulse.

Hang on.

Okay.

We have to get her back to the ship now.

Diagnosis?

Patient is suffering gastroenteritis,

probably from saltwater exposure,

severe heatstroke, and dehydration.

- Get an I.V. in her now. - On it.

- Avery, get her hooked up. - D5W.

Slow infusion.

We need to crack this carefully.

Okay.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I.V. is ready for administration with slow drip rate,

as instructed.

Okay.

I think we're good.

She's crashing.

V-fib. Now.

- Come on. - 200 joules.

I'm not sure if that's enough, but...

Clear.

- No pulse. - Going to 300.

Clear.

I have a pulse.

I'll adjust the drip rate and keep an eye on her electrolytes.

Why did she crash like that?

The hypernatremia? - It's a combination of factors.

The hypernatremia is a risk given her condition.

It can strain the heart.

But she's also severely dehydrated,

which means that her blood volume is critically low.

It's a balancing act... Trying to hydrate her

while not overwhelming her system.

Becoming some kind of team, huh?

We left Venezuela when

there was nothing there for us anymore.

No money.

Just me taking care of as much as I could for our family.

I end up in Port Chiapas.

I get work in the only work I could,

on a...

¿Cómo se dice, barco pesquero?

A fishing boat. You worked on a fishing boat?

Yeah.

What happened?

The fire, it started in the engine.

I make it out on the raft.

Manuel... He work on the boat, too.

We were going to be married.

Out there, all those days, I think nobody is looking for me.

If Manuel is gone, no one is waiting for me to come home.

I am alone.

And then a miracle.

You're going to be okay.

Lurking?

Keeping an eye on my patient.

I've been thinking about your theory about Kelly.

Vasovagal syncope, fainting as a response

to an emotional trigger.

Like those girls who'd pass out when they saw Elvis,

that sort of thing. - As loathe as I am

to liken you to the king of rock 'n' roll,

yes, I think you're right. It's the only thing that fits.

I'm going to set her up with an electrophysiologist

when we get back to port.

You want to call a truce? No more fighting over girls.

It's regressive.

Reductive?

Both.

I would love to call a truce.

Because if we keep on playing this out, there's only one end.

We become that guy.

Oh, I just threw up in my mouth.

Nobody wants to be that guy.

- That guy sucks. - Yeah.

And that guy doesn't get the girl.

That's...

Awful.

No, no, no. Tristan!

You know, a lot of people think I juice,

but it's all natural, babe.

You know what, I need to go.

What, and not get a piece of this?

What is that?

Oh, uh...

eczema probably.

I'm serious, though. I don't take anything.

Body is a shrine. No ibuprofen, nothing.

I mean, Adderall, sure. And diuretics.

But that's the only way I'm going to Shredsville.

Wait.

I need to go. Sorry.

And you need penicillin.

That is not eczema.

Ah. Avery.

Okay, you cannot...

Please... - I know what's wrong with Kelly.

We need to find her.

Kelly, we know you didn't tell us the whole truth.

When Tristan did your intake,

he asked if you had taken any medications.

I'm not taking anything.

What's in that?

I saw you shaking it.

It's just... It's a health powder.

With thiazide in it?

It's a diuretic. I didn't think that it mattered.

Thiazide.

Makes you drop pounds like crazy. I know.

It also interrupts electrical signals to your heart,

which can cause you to pass out.

It can even cause your heart to stop.

It's really dangerous stuff.

It was only supposed to be for the week.

I spent so much money on this trip, I have to look...

I have to look pretty in a swimsuit.

I sound so vapid. I know.

It's okay.

But I'm gonna need you to come with us.

- Yeah. - I'm gonna put you on a drip

of potassium and electrolytes until your levels even out.

You're gonna be all right, Kelly.

Hey, Aves?

Um, Aves, you're a genius.

Back there,

I mean, that was crazy, that diagnosis.

Seriously.

Too bad it doesn't matter.

Of course it matters. How can you say that?

Hey.

When she was...

talking... Analisa...

about being on the raft,

I saw it all so clearly.

Myself, my life.

I've given up everything good.

Everything that matters.

Relationships, family.

All for this job.

And at the end of the day...

I'm alone.

Adrift.

With nothing to show for it.

I'm never going to be a doctor.

- Hey. - You know?

This is all there is for me.

Pumping people's stomachs

when they eat too much shrimp,

and flings with loser douchebags on singles cruises.

Ooh.

That's it.

Forever.

You're wrong, Aves.

Even if this is all there is...

it still matters.

Because you matter.

You matter to me.

- Hi. - Hey.

Hi.

'Sup?

Oh.

Really, big man? Again?

So one line, we're good. And two lines, syphilis.

But it could be other things, right?

Yeah, sure, it could be measles,

rubella, scabies, Lyme disease...

- And it's not. - Damn it!

Winner, winner, chicken dinner.

Okay, I'm going to give you an antibiotic.

I will also need a list of everybody

that you've been with since you got on the ship.

We contact the partners for you anonymously.

Got to protect that reputation.

Uh, yeah. I'm going to need more paper.

Go ahead. Say it.

I'm a man whore.

That's not really a diagnosis I'm qualified to make.

But, look, we all have our things,

those holes inside of us that we're trying to fill.

Some people use booze, I use triathlons and work,

you use sex.

But eventually you're going to find that you are the hole,

and then you're going to have to crawl all the way up out

of yourself just to be sane, and to grow up a little bit.

So focus on the doughnut, not the hole,

as my father used to say.

Is the hole, like, a hole in a sexual sense?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

No, no hot tubs for a little while.

Sure, whenever you're done with your massage.

You're not going to believe this.

Okay, we'll see you soon.

Hello?

We're here all day.

I need that finger.

Oh, right.

I think about that woman every day.

- Yeah? - We were invincible.

We thought.

Didn't factor in the cancer, heart attacks.

Okay.

What do you got?

Lay it on me. Both barrels.

Well, when you first collapsed,

you had all the symptoms of a heart attack,

except one... no coronary blockage,

which means no heart attack.

That's the good news.

But it still begs the question, "What did happen?"

And I think I found the answer.

Stress cardiomyopathy.

Better known as broken heart syndrome.

Come on.

What...

What kind of medical journal did you get that out of?

A Danielle Steele novel?

I know it sounds made up,

but unfortunately the condition is quite real and quite serious.

It mimics heart attack

and is triggered by emotional stress.

Sometimes... actually, often...

brought on by the loss of a loved one.

She was the love of my life.

I miss her so much, it hurts.

I can tell.

So tell me, doc,

how do we treat this broken heart?

Existential answer? I have no idea.

Medical answer, I'm going to put you on ACE inhibitors

to bring down your blood pressure,

and I'm going to order you to take it very, very easy.

Okay.

So you're saying that, in order to keep living,

I got to stop living my life.

You know what the worst thing for our health is?

Being alive.

Life comes with risks. There's no way around it.

But we just got to keep on moving forward.

Thank you, Doctor.

That's exactly what I'm going to do.

Full steam ahead.

Maybe three-quarter steam ahead for a little while.

Mm-hmm.

Hi. Just, uh, checking in.

You doing okay?

And you?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Do you want to come sit?

Sure.

I can't let you give up.

You don't know what's gonna happen.

You don't know when you're gonna die, nobody does.

- Sorry. - It's okay.

You must have been so scared.

I can only imagine what it was like to be out there all alone.

Doubting every choice you made.

You must miss him so much, Manuel.

I'm sorry. - Yes, I do.

But at least I had him.

True love, I found that.

Which is more than most people can say.

Especially on this ship... during singles week.

I remember how young I was when this song came out.

Yeah, I was in the Navy.

I was looking to make admiral.

I remember being far out at sea,

and I'd hear these love songs come across the radio.

And I would feel like my life before me

was just a big adventure.

- And now? - Less adventures,

and a couple of more naps.

I love naps.

- Oh, yeah? - Mm-hmm.

Why don't we get out of this cheap gin joint

and go get a room?

My room.

I thought you'd never ask, Admiral.

You know, I can't promise you much more than a little fun

and a good roll in the hay.

Because you're married to the sea?

- Yeah, something like that. - Captain.

Ma'am.

A man in a life ring was just found floating

off of Puerto Escondido.

It's our rescue's fiancé. He's alive.

Well, I'll be damned.

Someone's adventure is going to have a happy ending.

Let's make it two.

- What'll it be, boys? - A ranch water.

You know it? - Tequila, lime juice,

and Topo Chico, sure. And for you, Doctor?

I will have a very dry martini,

vigorously shaken, with three olives.

- Right away. - "Vigorously shaken."

You're so weird sometimes. You know that?

- I was going for Bond. - No.

I'll work on it.

You talk to Avery?

She's had such a hard week.

I feel bad for her. I don't know what to do.

Us not fighting over her might be one thing.

Yeah, that might help.

No one likes a cad.

Ooh, "cad."

Now, that is Bond. - Mm-hmm.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

I do have one other idea.

Booty pads, compression socks, female urinal wipes,

absorbent pads, blue disposable under pads, and long maxi pads.

Minimal coverage face masks, no neck.

Minimal coverage face masks, full neck.

Um, is there something I should know?

You really don't read the schedules, do you?

It's plastic surgery week.

What, people come for a post-op cruise?

A little R&R while they recover from their facelifts

and their tummy tucks and their butt lifts?

- That's the idea. - Yeah.

Well, I think that's fabulous.

By the way, good news for Syphilis Sam...

We've seen a positive response to the penicillin.

RPR titers have decreased significantly.

So he's going to be fine.

Fine to go on doing what he does.

Spreading joy. - But hopefully not the clap.

Mm.

So, Avery, I've been reading up

about this little cruise line of ours.

And they have all of these higher education

full-ride scholarships. - Mm-hmm, and?

And I spoke to the captain, and if you wanted,

if you decided that you would like to be an MD,

he will support you for a full scholarship.

And if you are selected, the company just asks

that you give them three years after your residency

as the ship's doctor.

How did I not know this?

Always look for the secret door.

Every place has one.

What? Oh, my God!

Ah!

Hey, you know what's more good news?

Analisa's fiancé...

they found him. - Yeah.

- No, no way. Really? - Yeah.

He's going to be there when we dock.

Maybe you should go tell her.

Oh!

Wow.

- You crying, dude? - Yes.

Behind these movie star glasses, I am crying.

- I love singles week. - I thought you hated it.

Mm, what's to hate about a couple of fairytale endings?

Hers and mine.

Now I'm blubbering.

See you next year.

I was thinking maybe next time I would try a monastery.

No. Leave those nuns alone.

Blood test again in six weeks.

Don't forget.

Oh, wow.

Wait up, ladies!

Thank you.

Thank you all for being so brilliant

and saving my life.

So don't put me in your file under "dumb, next."

- I'm usually pretty smart. - I know.

I loved our time together.

Yeah.

Still got it.

And they're... gone.

Okay, can we please go somewhere on land

with beers and oysters and no emergencies?

Oh, I know just the spot.