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Hey. I'm here.

I'm still here.

I will help you.

Eli.

Eli.

What have you done?

Dr. Adler.

No, thanks, Denise. Thanks.

He lost consciousness at the scene,

then was extremely dysregulated on intake and had to be sedated.

Was he by any chance speaking in a strange, foreign language?

Not that I know of.

Good. You're here. How's he doing?

He's all right. He's still asleep. Denise is with him.

Were you here when he came in last night?

No. The paramedics brought him straight from the school to the ER.

You okay?

What happened to your hand?

He drew this.

It's incredible, isn't it?

He told me he was afraid of this.

He spoke to you?

Not exactly. No.

But does Denise speak Dutch?

Dutch?

What are you talking about?

Hey, hey, hey. He's awake.

Noah.

How are you feeling?

I wanna go home.

Baby, you're talking.

I'm telling you, Gail, he understood me last night.

He definitely understood me.

- How would he be able to speak Dutch? - I don't know.

But listen, we need a full workup,

blood work, scans, rule out ADHD, intermittent explosive.

I need to check all of his files, all of his placements...

Slow down for a second.

I'm a little more focused on legal next steps here, Eli.

He assaulted another child.

All right. All right.

How's the other boy doing?

Physically, he's gonna be okay, but he's pretty traumatized.

Apparently, there was an impressive amount of blood.

Yeah, I heard.

Eli?

Eli, are you okay?

You need to sit down, Eli?

Can somebody help me here?

You're pretty elevated.

168 over 90.

I'm fine, honestly.

I hadn't eaten for a while, and I let my blood sugar get too low. That's all.

- I'll get you some orange juice. - Thank you.

All right. So, how much of the family history do we know?

Eli, just take a minute.

No. I'm fine.

I need to check the biological background, see if there are genetic factors.

There is no family history.

He was a Safe Haven baby.

Abandoned at St. Matthew's down by Battery Park.

Oh, shit. All right, well... All right.

Then I need all the past placement files,

I need his complete medical history,

and I wanna make a home visit ASAP with Denise. And I wa...

Eli, the facts of the case have changed.

You know that.

He's out of the school system, he may lose his foster placement,

and they'll only keep his bed here for so long.

I know that, Gail.

That's why you have to buy me some time.

Paging Dr. Adler.

Come to the nurses' station, please.

Paging Dr. Adler.

He's supposed to be... Dad!

Barb, what are you doing here? Is something wrong?

Is there something wrong? Your apartment is wrecked.

It's nothing. Nothing.

There's broken furniture and blood and Mom's roses.

I was trying to call your cell phone all night.

It must've died. It must've died, that's all.

But honestly, it's okay.

I cut my hand, that's all.

- I thought you had been attacked... - No.

...and then finally your service told me that you're here.

- Barb, calm down. - I'll find a bag.

Barb, it's okay. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

Well, that was embarrassing.

Better?

Yeah.

Though to be perfectly honest, I'd prefer a gin and tonic.

I'm pretty sure the hospital bar doesn't open till 10:00.

I'm sorry, Dad.

I didn't mean to make a scene. I know how much you hate that.

Don't apologize. You were worried.

Of course I was worried.

Your apartment looked like it had been taken over by deranged drug addicts.

I had all these crazy scenarios going through my head.

I guess I've just been on edge ever since Mom...

you know?

Dad.

I better go.

Dad. Dad, wait.

Look, I don't know.

But I think if we talk about it,

like if we really talk about it, then maybe...

Look, we'll make a plan to get together real soon.

You, me, and Sophie, we'll have dinner together, okay?

But right now is not a great time.

I have a patient in crisis.

Right. Of course. A patient.

- Barb. - I got it.

No. I understand. It's your job.

Your patients depend on you.

Trust me, I know.

Hello?

Do you remember a foster child, first name Noah?

Pale, blue eyes, eight, nine years old,

impulse control issues, and mute?

Hello, my wonderful assistant, how are you?

Definitely not a patient. It would have to have been a consult,

or a referral maybe.

Otherwise I would remember, right?

Well, you are at that age where the brain starts to calcify.

You want me to check?

I was gonna stop by to work on your files later anyway.

That'd be great. Thank you.

- Can I? - Uh-huh.

Hi, sweetie.

I'm right here, okay?

Here's what's gonna happen: We're gonna slide you in nice and easy,

and then we'll get a picture of your brain. Pretty cool, right?

Now, these are gonna help with the noise.

It'll be a little loud, but we'll be able to hear you,

so you let us know if you need anything.

It's important that you stay very still.

It's not gonna hurt at all, right?

No. No. You won't feel a thing.

It's just important that you stay very still, okay?

The antianxiety med dosage is low but should help keep him calm and still.

How long is it gonna take?

It's a standard screening protocol, should be completed in under 15 minutes.

Our goal is to get him in and out.

Noah, we're about to begin.

Can you give me a thumbs-up, let me know you're okay?

Okay, buddy. Here we go.

Prescans are complete. We're acquiring images now.

Hang tight, Noah. Just a little bit longer.

Doing great, Noah. Just try to stay still, all right?

Noah, I need you to not move.

- I think we should get him out of there. - Almost done.

How we doing in there, Noah? You okay?

Little bit longer.

Stop the scan. Stop it!

It's okay.

It's okay, Noah. Noah.

It's all right.

Baby. Baby, come here.

It's okay. You're okay.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

Breathe. Oh, sweetie.

Okay. I'm here. I'm here.

I'm here.

We'll keep him on a mild sedative today, let him rest.

Poor kid's having a tough time.

No abnormal tissue, no TBI. CBF is functioning at standard levels.

All blood markers are within limits. MRI looks good.

He has an oddly shaped birthmark on his chest,

but there's no other markings or signs of recent trauma.

So whatever it is, it's psychological.

Listen, Eli, I know I'm the one who got you involved in this.

No. Actually, you're not, Gail.

He came to my house before you even called.

I know.

Why is that?

Is there something about this you're not telling me?

Some connection between you two?

All I know is, he came to me, and he needs my help.

Lynn?

What, you got a hot date?

It's all right. Come here, buddy. All right.

Oh, boy.

I'm losing my fucking mind.

Okay. I know. There you go.

Don't say I never did anything for you.

Larry, what is it, boy?

- Hi, Sue Ann. - Hi.

It was a peace offering. Enchiladas.

I find Mexican food so comforting, don't you?

I do. Yeah.

Eli, may I speak frankly with you?

Is that really necessary?

I can only imagine how hard it was for you

to lose your lovely wife.

But you do not have to go through this alone, okay?

I am here for you.

And there may be a silver lining to all this.

And that would be...

It is a seller's market right now.

But no more lollygagging, my friend, okay? We have to get a move on it.

You know who really enjoys real estate conversations?

- My daughter. - Oh, Barbara.

Yeah. So, why don't you and Barbara talk about it,

and I will put my trust in both of your very capable hands.

- You will? - I will.

Fantastic.

- You will not regret this, Eli. - I already do.

Eli. You know what?

A handsome doctor and funny?

Some lucky lady is just gonna snatch you up.

Is this okay? I record all my interviews.

Sure, I guess.

Just feels a little like an interrogation.

Oh, no. Not at all.

Is it okay if I look around while we talk?

Yeah, sure. I mean, sorry for the mess.

I've been pretty distracted lately.

Obviously.

That scene in the school was just...

Wanna tell me about that?

I read the EMT report, but I wanna know what you saw.

Well, there was a ton of blood.

Noah and the other kid, they were both on the floor,

and he still doesn't remember anything. Thank God.

It was pretty gruesome.

I mean, I've seen a lot of out-there behavior in my lifetime,

but not anything like this.

Anyway, I usually don't drink but...

- You want one? - No, I'm okay. Thank you.

Okay.

Sure?

So, I don't know what I could tell you.

So, he's been with you for about eight months?

Yeah. The last placement before me didn't work out.

The parents found him unnerving.

But he was my first foster, and I didn't know what to expect.

He just seemed so lost to me.

So, what made you decide to foster?

Why do you ask me that?

I mean, is that relevant to what's going on with Noah?

I'm just looking for some context.

I...

I just wanted to give someone all the things that I never had.

So...

So, you said he was speaking when he got here?

But not for long.

He deteriorated pretty quickly, and I told Gail.

She asked me to keep trying so I guess the little guy was running out of options.

Deteriorated how? I mean, besides the not talking.

He started to have these screaming fits.

Words?

No, just screams.

Like his face would go blank.

Like a ghost kid.

Was as if he would go somewhere else in his head.

Somewhere very scary.

And you never heard him speak in another language?

No.

You said that you heard him speak, what, Dutch?

I did.

May I see his room?

Do you mind if I look around by myself?

I mean, I just wanna get a feel for it.

Of course.

Take as much time as you need.

- Thank you. - I'll go tackle the mess out there.

Okay.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

It's all right.

Have you seen these drawings?

Yes, but I don't like to look at them.

His last doctor said it's a good release

for the feelings that Noah doesn't understand, but still...

Yeah, but what do you know about this farmhouse that he keeps drawing?

- What farmhouse? - Look.

It's in every one. There.

It's there.

It's there. It's there.

It's there.

I never realized that.

What do you think it means?

I don't know.

What do you think he's so afraid of?

Honestly?

I think he's afraid of himself.

Far Rockaway-Mott Avenue bound A train.

Next stop, 125th Street.

Hey, Noah.

All good. I'll be back to check on you in a bit.

Hey...

I found these in your room.

Noah, they're amazing.

You drew all these, right?

Would you like to tell me about 'em?

Are you mad?

Mad? No. Why would I be mad?

You reminded me of this game I know.

You wanna play?

It's called the mad game.

Here. Right.

You get half, and I get half.

All right?

Grab these.

Okay. So here's how it works.

I take one of my pieces, and I put it right in the middle,

and then I say something that makes me mad.

Okay? Here we go.

Something that makes me mad is people who eat my popcorn in the movies.

All right. Now you go.

Take your block and put it on top of my block.

Good.

Now you say something that makes you mad.

People who eat my ice cream.

That's a very good one. You know what? I don't like that either.

All right, let's see. What else?

People who are rude.

People who are mean.

People who are mean. All right.

Can you give me an example of someone who's mean?

Denise.

Denise. How is Denise mean?

She won't take me home.

And you wanna go home. I can understand that.

All right, what else?

People who hurt other people.

People who hurt other people. Okay.

Can you give me an example?

Bad people who do bad things.

What kind of bad things?

All right, Noah, this tower is pretty tall,

so why don't you tell me the thing that makes you most mad of all.

Take your block, put it on the top.

Good.

Now say it.

The thing that makes you most mad of all.

It's okay.

You can say it.

You know.

You know what you did.

I don't understand.

I can't take much more of this.