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♪- I know you probably want me
to tell Amira...

♪- Well, are you already planning
for us to not work out?

♪ I'll recover from the episode,
but it'll never be behind me.

I'll recover from the episode,
but it'll never be behind me.

That's why I was kind
of hoping that you would
let me come back to emerg.

While we can't always
control the wait,

we can improve how the patient
experiences it.

It's just one piece
of a larger puzzle

I'm trying to put together,
and the reason you hired me.

And also because we knew you'd
approach change deliberately.

The hospital's been talking
to Roberta Matheson

and she wants you
to admit fault.

She wants me to admit
I'm an abuser.

I was messed up
long before the crash.

I'm not gonna live a lie.
- I need a doctor!

- Okay. I am a doctor.
- No! Get off of me!

Ah! You want me
to use my injury

to get some sympathy
from Devi.

Uh, well, if you know that,
then why don't you do it?

What if that woman
reacted to me?

In a discriminatory way?

That's my school
audition song.

Amira, you forged
my signature.

If I don't get in, none of
this will matter anyway.

You don't want me to be happy,
you act like you're doing

a good job, but they were
good parents, you're not.

Well, you and I disagree.

We'll talk about it
when I get there, okay?

Rania was caught off-guard,
but uh, she said that I should

just let Amira stay there
and calm down.

Yeah. That sounds
like good advice.

No, I told her to get
Amira's things ready.

- Bash, I--
- You should go home.

I'll call you when I'm done.
- No, Bash, wait, wait.

Why don't you just...
just play this out for a second?

What are you gonna do?
You're gonna get there,

you're gonna drag
her out by force?

- She's my responsibility.
- Yes, and she's safe.

With someone that you trust

and someone that
she's comfortable with.

She's my family.
Are you really suggesting

that I just don't do anything
because we had an argument

about where she should
go to school!

Bash, being a teenage girl
is so hard,

it's like your brain's on fire,

you feel scared and fierce
and fragile all at once.

I'm just...
I'm suggesting patience.

You're suggesting
I do nothing.

No. No, not nothing.

Just... take time.

Get perspective.

- One night.
- Two nights.

And then she comes home.

And once the patient receives
a hospital ID,

you can only search for that
patient using the last six
digits of that number.

If you type in seven,
the computer's gonna think
you're looking for labs.

Don't do it.

Speaking of labs...

Theo, thanks for picking up
that shift today.

Sure. Uh, not the best
time I realize,

but I'm not going
to apologize to Roberta Matheson

and go on the record
as an abuser.

If you have an issue with that,
let me know.

- No photocopying.
- No unpaid overtime.

And all our breaks
are taken outside emerg.

- Yeah, sorry, why is that?
- Because normally we get roped

into work during our breaks.

By doctors that are still
asking us to do more.

We're just trying to make sure
we're on the same page

about the nursing situation.

To be clear, this is not
a union action.

This is a work-to-rule initiated
by our emerg nurses.

They'll be performing strictly
contractual duties.

No treatments that doctors
should be billing for,

no portering, no cleaning.

Please know that we are doing
everything that we can

to address nurses issues
around workflow changes

and some unexpected burdens
falling their way.

More like all expected burdens.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Tight spot. I know.

- Yeah.
- I've added temps.

Thanks for approving
the overages.

Calling in casuals
is not sustainable.

And with a province-wide
shortage, how many are even
emerg nurses?

One in four.

You're still happy you walked
into this?

Okay, but communication scores
are up, and the surveys

we've been collecting,
and that's with all of
these challenges.

No, no, data does not
drive change.

- Uh-huh.
- And the contingency budget

dries up next week and money's
gotta come from somewhere.

- Understood.
- If you want the benefit

of my experience...
- Of course.

Stop trying to be
a friend to all.

There is no way that everyone
walks out of this unscathed.

Hey, what do we got?

I've got Solomon Morris, 23,
found down on Bay Street.

And I've got Brock Paulson,
nasal fracture after passing out
behind the wheel of his car.

- So, he hit Mr. Morris?
- I hit a tree, on Sherbourne.

Oh God, I hope I didn't hit
a person too.

My heart's pounding in my chest.

BP's stable, but he's tachy...

We tried radioing in,
but no one answered.

Word at our station house is
your nurses are on work to rule?

Was Mr. Morris struck
by a vehicule?

Because those two streets
are nowhere near each other.

No evidence of trauma,
but we can't rouse him.

Wait, I'm confused,
which one's more urgent?

- We picked them up separately.
- Who's going where?

Claire, are you still
on routing now because...

It's not complicated, guys.

Uh, Theo, take trauma,
and Mags, recess.

How much did she drink?

A few tequilas, but she's been
vomiting bile repeatedly.

No evidence of gallstones.
X-ray shows distended bowel.

But that could be from the
adenocarcinoma in her pancreas.

Have you called
her oncologist?

Zola says her prognosis
is three years at best,
even if they resect.

She starts treatment next week.
- Then we need to get in there.

Investigate what's up with the
bowel so she makes it that far.

- You're thinking laparoscopy?
- Exploratory lap.

We don't wanna cause any damage
that would delay chemo.

There is a spot on the
board at... 11:00 PM.

I'm happy to stay.

Nice one!

I appreciate the commitment,
Dr Hamed,

but we need to bump someone
before she gets emergent.

All we found on him
was a driver's license

from the state of Oklahoma.
- BP's ninety over seventy now.

Where are we on that ECG?

Theo, everyone else is
spoken for.

You okay to go this alone?
- Depends what we're looking at.

Can you help me cut here?

Just so I know, was is this work
action mean for you as an NP?

That you treat me as an RN
until it's resolved.

Irma, O-two, and monitor
his breathing.

Hematoma DVT?

No, it's cold, not warm.

Pallor, wooden.

Can I get a pressure needle?

Theo, his BP's dropping.

Injecting saline.

Eighty millimeters mercury.

Acute compartment syndrome.
- Without obvious trauma?

If we don't relieve
the pressure in his leg,
he could lose it.

He needs an urgent fasciotomy.
Can you help?

Yes, but nurses' duties only.

Okay.

His rate's climbing.
195. He's in SVT.

Joanie, grab a crash cart
just in case.

And we need some ice.
- Sorry, Mags, there's no way

I'm crossing the nurses pickup
line, official or otherwise.

Oh my God.
Well, if you see a nurse,
ice on the way out?

Excuse me.

Crazy here today.
Sorry to pile on.

I know. It's really not
your fault, Brock.

Usually, I just hold my nose,
close my mouth and push out air

to slow it down,
but I can't now.

Right. People who know
vagal maneuvers like that

usually have heart problems.

Mine just races sometimes,
though this might be a record.

Hmm. Do you smoke or do
you use any recreational drugs?

Well, as a personal trainer,
I keep it tight.

Uh, no alcohol, no smoke,
no toxins of any kind.

Well, something must have
caused you to faint,

vasovagal syncope can sometimes
have underlying--

I was on my way home
from a therapy session
and feeling... intensely.

Yeah, well, physical therapy
can be taxing.

No, the other kind. We were
really digging deep today,

and it... it brought up
a lot of emotions.

Hey, give me a sec?

I need some ice!

Hello?!

Okay, you're gonna sit up,
face dive for me,

next level vagal maneuver.

A good three beats.

There you go.

One Mississippi, two
Mississippi, three Mississippi.

Okay, it's good,
you can lay down.

There you go. Okay, ice
his nose on the way to imaging,

and we need a detailed echo.
- No, I've been tested before,

there's nothing wrong
with my heart.

We need to make sure.
Ten on ten off with the ice

while they image and
I'll come and fix your nose
once you're back.

- Where are we on the fentanyl?
- Coming in.

Claire, you able to retract?

I can only hand you
instruments.

- Right.
- I am here to support.

You tell me what you need
and you'll have it.

Okay, retracting.

Fascia's exposed.
Scissors, thank you.

O-two sat's plummeting!
Irma, bag!

- He's not breathing?
- It's not there!

Why weren't you watching
for that?

His sats were fine
on the screen.

Fentanyl can depress
resp rate.

In trauma, you need to watch the
patient, not just the monitor.

Hey, guys,
if I don't cut soon,

we're gonna have a whole other
problem here.

Mm-hmm.

Okay. Go.

Okay.
This compartment's released.

I'll do the other side and then,
we'll cover with wet dressings.

I need surgery?
Right now?

It's the only way to figure
out what's causing the problem.

I mean, it's obviously
my cancer,

coupled with bad behavior.

Say "Ah".

We're staying positive, remember?

- Are you two sisters?
- Friends.

Um, we met in seventh grade.

Via dork radar.
- We were the good kids.

Did our homework.
Followed the rules.

Yeah. When I got my diagnosis,
Riley dropped everything

and convinced me
to say screw the rules,
until treatment starts.

Last night was a dine and dash
at her ex's restaurant.

Tonight, we're supposed
to spray paint Zola's letter

of resignation
on her boss's car.

- Yeah.
- The jerk shorted her sick pay.

Light felony is less scary
than surgery.

Well, laparoscopy is
the safest kind of surgery.

The usual rate of complication
is between five to ten percent.

Statistically,
I shouldn't be dying of cancer
at thirty either.

Maybe if you tell us
what to expect?

Knowledge is power, right?
- Absolutely.

So we put several cameras
through small incisions,

find the obstruction
and see if we can fix it.

Can you take the mass out too?

Unfortunately, we have to deal
with this first

before anyone can take on
your pancreas.

Boss, if you can skinny dip
in a stranger's freezing cold

pool at 3:00 AM,
you can do this.

Here's a gown for you.

She does need to get
changed now.

Hey.

I love you, Boss.
- I love you too.

I'll see you on the other side.
- No, no, Riley, I...

I'm in love with you.

I think I always have been.

We said screw rules, right?
I'll see you after?

Yeah.

What's wrong?
Are you okay?

Why do you always assume
the worst?

Mags, I don't need to be
disassembled mentally right now.

Okay, okay, I was just...
I was thinking that maybe

we could try something
different tonight.

How about we have dinner
with friends?

And don't say you're working
because I checked the board,

and everyone can bring food,

and you wouldn't have
to do anything.

Just enjoy the company
of others. What do you say?

Bash, it's been four days
since Amira left

and we talked about
getting perspective,

but all you do
is work and worry.

I know you'd rather do it
yourself, but that's why

we're in the "you talk, I act"
stage of our relationship.

So, next step?
- Scan and run the bowel,

look for obstructions,
masses and adhesions.

When I was practicing, I had
trouble orienting the camera.

Remember to pull back
the camera to widen
the field of view.

Colon is distended,
but no visible obstructions?

Could be ileus, but why?

Alright, let's get a look
at the pancreas.

Now, the grasper.

Someone said you had
a daughter.

You've been pulling a lot of
late nights, how do you manage?

- Amira's my sister.
- Oh.

Uh, she's... with a friend
who helps out.

Oh.

My daughters are
in university now,

but they'd be the first
to tell you that I didn't

exactly ace that balancing act.

Oh.

Does that look like
calcification?

And pseudocysts.

Which indicates?
- Pancreatitis, not cancer.

That explains the ileus.

This woman has spent
the last month of her life
preparing to die.

Well, she won't, at least,
not from cancer.

But let's get a sample
to the lab.

If her pancreas has necrotized,
she's not out of the woods.

Lift, lift, lift, lift.
Go back, go back.

That's better. Gotcha.

Hello? Hello? Hey!

Anyone?
Uh, I think I need help!

Hey, Brock, you're back
from imaging.

Uh, I never went.
I'm guessing that...
HR number is my heart.

Should it be north of 200?

Yeah, no, tell me
how you're feeling?

Like maybe they forgot
about me.

Okay. lie back down.

Oh, Brock!

Arnold! Adenosine.
He's back in SVT.

It's not stocked.
I'll go get some.

No, no time.
We need to cardiovert.

200 J, synchronized.

Charging.
- Clear.

Hey, you okay?
- Yeah.

- You with me?
- Yeah.

I asked a casual
to get him to radiology,

if she had done that
he wouldn't have been alone!

- Can you help?
- Or maybe someone reminded

that nurse that she's not
a porter and moving patients
is not part of her contract.

Which means the porters
available are busy and
in short supply.

And that's part
of the problem!

You know, I would've
taken him myself,

but I had to wait for my own
heart to stabilize.

So we have to pick up
your slack?

When it affects
a patient's well-being,

we do what's necessary, Arnold!

Enough!
Both of you!

Sérieusement!

Oh no. No, no, no.

No, hey, Solomon, hey, look!

You're in the hospital,
it's okay!

We're taking good care
of you, no...

Slow down.
Alright, look at me.

There is a large surgical
incision on your leg, okay?

I know it's disorienting.
- What happened?

They found you collapsed
on the street with
compartment syndrome.

It means your leg
was seconds away from losing
its blood supply.

- I need to leave.
- No, you need to stay.

Okay? At least until
the swelling goes down.

Listen, hey, listen, listen.

Man, I promise, alright?

You can tell me
whatever happened.

Okay? I'm required
to keep it confidential.

I'm not a criminal.
I'm a culinary student.

And I can't pay for this.
- Okay. Um, you're...

you're from out of
the country, right?

Alright, then your tuition
covers health-care.

Not if I lose my scholarship
and flunk out.

Look, I have sickle cell anemia.

I kept missing classes, I was
trying to get it under control,

but the meds...
the meds are expensive.

Compartment syndrome can be
a complication of sickling.

If you knew you had
to manage this,

can I ask why you didn't pick
a school closer to home?

No insurance at home either.

I thought I'd take a swing,
you know?

But now you've cut me open,

and I'm gonna get a bill
I won't be able to pay.

Look, there is a very serious
risk of you getting an infection

if you leave here, Solomon.

We don't charge
by the hour, okay?

So just... just sit tight.

We can figure this out.

What do you mean
I don't have cancer?

Your diagnosis has a very real
but small margin of error.

Symptoms very closely mimic
autoimmune pancreatitis.

- But I've been so sick.
- Pancreatitis can cause

extreme pain and make you
very ill, but we've got you
on fluids and antibiotics.

But this means
she's gonna live?

This is great news!

All the things we did
were for no reason?

Boss, it's okay,
you got swept up...

What if I was holding onto
that for a long time?

Then I don't know
what you want me to say.

You can talk to me about it.

Or you can go.
- That's not fair.

I've been here supporting you,
and now,

I have to justify
how I care about you?

No, you've been here
because it worked out for you,

your marriage ended,
and you were freaked out
about your own future.

Look, our concern right now

is whether your pancreas
is necrotizing.

Which means if parts of it
are dying.

Now we've sent samples
over to our lab,

and we'll be repeating
a CT in the morning.

Zola needs to rest right now.

So, Riley, maybe you should
come back later.

No. She should go.

What now?

Just uh, try to get as much
rest as you can.

Okay. Here you go.

Uh... can we skip
whatever that is?

I tend to react to medication.

Yeah. It's just
a mild analgesic.

I mean, we can,
but unless you're allergic,

you're gonna want the freezing.
- Um, alright.

Yeah? Okay.
Here you go.

One, two, three.

Your heart imaging
came back normal

which doesn't
explain the arrhythmia.

I told you it would be...

Okay, this is gonna be
uncomfortable.

I'll do it quickly.

Alright. Ready?
- Yep.

One, two, three...

Here you go. Okay.
Doing great, doing great.

You're doing great.

Okay. So this will keep
the bone aligned

and we can take it out
in about a week.

It is burning?
Or is it... uncomfortable?

- Well...
- Let me see.

Okay, you have hives now.

Are you sure
you're not allergic?

They'll go away
as quickly as they can.

I normally try to avoid telling
people this but, I'm an HSP.

Highly sensitive person.

I fainted because I was spent
emotionally from therapy.

The stress from the crash
made my heart race

and I thought I'd been
forgotten so I panicked.

My body plays by its own rules.

And when I explain this
to doctors, they look at me...

well, like you are now.

No... I mean, there is
literature on people

who feel feelings more deeply,

but there's no data
connecting it to SVT.

No, my thing's like,
the opposite of science.

I mean, there's no medical cause
for what happened to me today

other than being a more
fragile person.

Mm.

You're not convinced.

Even though
your test shows nothing.

No, I still would like
to sign you for a test
called electrophysiology,

it'd be a bit more invasive,

but at least we can rule out
anything serious.

Well, how invasive?
Because I'm telling you,

there's nothing medically
wrong with me.

But Brock, your heart
was beating so fast

that we had to shock you.

We need to make sure.

Then if it is
something serious?

Well, then we try to fix it.

And you don't have to feel
fragile anymore.

Ah, hopefully not much longer.

Claire! The guy in A,
Mr. Morris...

What is it, Nancy? I've got
four places I need to be.

The fasciotomy patient needs
to get admitted

and his infusion is almost done.
- Yes so check the chart orders.

They're not there.
And I know I'm not supposed

to chase down doctors right now.
- I'll handle it.

Theo, why didn't you admit
Solomon Morris?

Um, he is a sickler
with no insurance.

So if I waive my fee
on the fasciotomy

and we keep him in emerg,
he won't get billed for a room.

Great, so you get to
magnanimously waive your fee,

while my team does all the
monitoring and the treatments?

I'm trying to help someone in
a desperate situation, Claire.

And we're trying
to make sure every other
patient's looked after.

Are you? Or are you
more concerned about
your work stoppage?

Look, I know it's been
a little bumpy,

but do you really not see
the value of what Dr Devi's
trying to do here?

Do you not see
how hypocritical that is?

All the labor in her plan
fell on us

and you are doing the same thing
right now with Solomon.

Fine. Then I will
monitor him myself.

You're gonna check his fluids
every 20 minutes?

Change the bedpan?
And what happens if a trauma
comes in and you can't?

Who do you think wears that?

Write your instructions on his
chart, and leave it with me.

No, it's a question
of resources.

We're looking into it today.

I'm waiting to hear back
on that.

Okay, bye.

That was extremely
unprofessional of me

to lose my cool like that
in front of my patient.

- Agreed.
- He's stable.

Um, I think. He says
the cause of his heart event

is that he's a highly
sensitive person,

but I still want him to go
for electrophysiology.

I have a cousin who's an HSP.

He's an artist.

Some people feel more deeply,

but their bodies pay for it
in either ways.

So you think
it's a real thing.

They say Einstein was one
and he was frequently ill.

But I mean, definitely
get your guy checked out.

And it wasn't just
about Brock with Arnold.

My own heart rate spiked
and I needed to get it down.

Are you feeling better?

Yeah, and I didn't mean
to say that to pile on

and I wasn't disregarding
your instructions,
I've got your back.

I could swing a physician's
assistant for the day.

No, thanks, but I'm sure
you've got other places that
need support. But thank you.

Appreciate it.

Actually, I read this article,

about 500 doctors in Quebec
that rejected raises

in a bid to divert money
toward nurses.

I'm pretty sure that staff here
would feel the same way.

Let me see what else
I can dig up before we resort
to crowdsourcing.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Hello? Guys?

June? I was just finishing
my prayers.

Uh... I'm early.

Mags said 6:30, uh,
I can run some errands.

No, no, don't be ridiculous.
She's still on shift.

Uh, fridge? Alright.
Should I take that?

Uh, you know, Singh let me
jump in on a lab today.

He did not let me operate Hal.

Uh, that could take years,
so don't worry about it.

Well, he did ask me
about Amira.

Just uh, how we balance
and all that.

He started talking
about his daughters.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

These are good.

You make yourself at home.

The aromatics add like a whole
other layer to this.

It's... it's amazing,
just trust me.

Dammit!
How are you so fast?

We want to choose toppings.

You know, technically, manaeesh
is a breakfast flatbread,

but...
- Move, move, move! Ah!

Okay.
I'll just plate it then.

So, seriously no other takers
of what will easily be

the best gin martini
they've ever had?

Why don't I just go help Bash.

How's that going?
Your health stuff?

It's messy.

I mean, you can't really stop
saving someone's life

because your heart rate spikes.

You know, people telegraph
support, but the truth is

I'm just a burden, and accepting
those limitations

and that everybody else
knows about them... yep.

You know...

most people just say "fine".

Boom! You're done.

It's exactly because
of that attitude that there are

no systems in place
for someone like me.

Uh, I was kidding.

But if you wish
to risk arrhythmia,

I'd be happy to give you
the best two out of three.

Oh, you're on.

Okay, so everybody tells a story
from the age that they roll.

And then we go eat.
- Pass.

- I love these games.
- You love these games.

Can you please explain to them
why this is not a good idea?

The sooner we play,
the sooner we eat.

- You serious right now?
- Roll the dice!

Roll the dice!
Roll the dice!

Roll the dice!
- Alright, just stop.

Oh, there we go!
That's the spirit!

Woo!
- Nine.

So, when I was nine,
there were these woods
outside my school,

and I would go out back,
burying myself in leaves
and sticks,

and just wait stealth mode
for someone to come and find me,

but no one ever came
so I was like playing
hide and go seek by myself.

- Oh.
- June, that's like the saddest

story I've ever heard
in my life.

No, it was funny...

It was hide and seek...

Okay, whatever, you guys
weren't there.

Well, when I was nine,
I pooped in a kitty litter box
and blamed it on the dog.

It's disgusting.

Still glad you invited me?

Why are you here so late?

Contractual hours only, remember?

We're off the clock.
Look, taking breaks on schedule

and not doing unpaid work
is one thing.

I know today was rough.

I don't get my tired ass
out of bed every morning
for the garbage pay.

I do it for the patients.

Are people getting hurt
because of us?

Guys, you can't crack on me.

How can you not care about
what we're saying, Claire?

I was accused of that
today by a doctor.

I didn't expect from you.

You asked me to fight
and I fought.

We have leverage now,
if we back down we lose it.

Devi was okay with you
not apologizing?

Not really, but uh... feel
like my job is pretty safe.

- Not worried?
- Uh no, standing on principle

is gonna be a risk,
but uh, weirdly no.

Why, should I be?

I mean... sounds like your
safety net is airtight.

- I'm a privileged ass.
- You said it, not me.

You know, we'd only really
need a third of ED

giving a small percentage
of the wages.

Mags, that's not gonna be
an easy sell.

- No, I know, but...
- Who's selling what?

No, I'm just running
an informal poll to see

who'd be willing to subsidize
another full-time nurse

or at least cover the overtime.
- I'm all for it.

And not just 'cause
I'm a privileged ass.

Well then, that's
a slippery slope, isn't it?

Asking individuals to solve
an institutional problem?

Yeah, no, maybe, but since
I'm like directly contributing

to the burden of the nurses,
I don't have the luxury

of waiting for the institution.
- You know, I wanna know

what Devi thinks about all this.
- Since when?

Since when Novak asked me
to make her an ally for
the sake of Trauma OR?

- Why would he do that?
- Because he's Novak

and he's a mid-level misogynist.

- Low-level... misogynist.
- Mid-level.

Anyways, he cares
about the work that
we're doing down there.

Is that really necessary?
I mean, our work should
speak for itself.

Easy for you to say.
You've done what, two procedures

with Singh and he's out here
telling you his life story.

Singh, really?
What did he say?

- He mentioned his daughters.
- He had daughters?

- It's not a big deal.
- Seriously?

I was his resident
for three years.

I bet you I can go in there
do a whipple blindfolded

and he'd end up taking you
for dinner.

Okay, okay,
but that's probably more like

a father-to-father thing.

Bash has Amira.
- June has Shay.

And has June talked
to Singh about Shay?

No, no, that is not
the point.

The point is that men
just feel more comfortable

talking to other men
and that's just a subtle way

that we get edged out.

You're doing it right now.

Okay, speaking of father,

how have you been
since Amira's been gone?

Either than torturing
himself endlessly?

Um, she said she's not ready
to be around me yet.

And uh, part of me thinks
I should just give in.

Oh then, she'll know
she can hold you hostage
and get whatever she wants.

- Even though she has a point?
- Anyone wants more wine?

You know, you could use this
opportunity to reset things.

And when she is ready to talk,

you'd have somewhere
to go with her.

Bash, I was...
I was just trying to help.

I know how...
how hard it's been.

You have no idea
what it's been like for us.

Okay?

I could fix this
with some super glue.

I shoudn't have lost
my temper.

You're allowed
to be upset when something
you care about breaks.

You seem better.

With the distance
from the crash,

and I know it's been a journey
since your marriage, uh...

Broke.

Eh, I mean it's hard
to have perspective

when you're in it,
but the girls and I are
finding a rhythm.

It's nice to feel like I can
see the other side.

Any idea what's there?

You know, when I met you,
I was like...

I was just a passenger
in my own life.

And then you...

You had no safety net,
and just so unafraid of doing
what you believed in.

I just... I just have more
practice, Theo.

Oh, don't deflect man.

Or do, if you have to.

It's just...

My life is better
with you in it.

And she's gonna come back.

You'll see.

So, are things okay with Bash?

Is that another one of those
questions where I'm just
supposed to say "fine"?

And I'm very well aware
that you think I should mind

my own business
with him and Amira.

You know, it's weird.
My baking skills,
Michelin-star level.

My relationship skills have not
been getting great reviews.

So are you gonna let me
scrub in on those,

or do I have to cozy up
and make you an ally first?

That depends, is that a dig
about the whole Devi thing?

Because you know
you're the one who keeps
telling me to make connections.

It just seems like
such a cynical reaction

to what you said
before about Singh.

I'm being strategic, Mags.

Look, she already told me
she's rethinking Trauma OR.

And don't act like you're not
doing the same thing.

- No, I'm--
- Yeah, no.

You're supporting her
for your own benefit.

I believe in her. I'm trying
to build something real.

Oh, I'm sorry that I can't
just strip naked and bare
my soul, Mags, alright?

I'm built different.
- Fine.

But you're not that little girl

burying herself
in leaves anymore either.

People are looking
for you, June.

You need to stop with that, alright?

Just forget that
I said that. Ah!

Here.

Thanks, guys.
- Thanks, Mags.

- Thanks for coming.
- See you tomorrow.

I know we're going to talk
about it, so let's go.

Please, Mags,
drag it out of me.

Okay. If you don't want to,
that's fine.

Good.

How am I supposed to know
what you've been through

if you keep walling off
parts of yourself?

You know, people keep saying
that, you, Rania, Amira,

why can't people just
let me be who I am?

I don't know, I can't speak
for those two,

but I know that
if I'm in a relationship,

I need to be let in.
I need intimacy.

We have that.
I thought we did.

Clearly, if I'm
bringing it up.

And what do you mean,
"you can't speak for them"?

All you do is speak
for other people.

What's it like, Mags,
always knowing exactly

what people are afraid of?
- It's terrible!

I think you're so afraid
that there isn't a place for you

that you can't help prove
how essential you are.

I hate... needing
something from you

that you don't wanna give me.

And you've barely touched me
since my heart...

Okay, so we're talking
about sex, I'm not talking--

No, intimacy! I'm talking
about real intimacy!

But for you doesn't that
just mean like fixing me?

Like I'm some kind
of medical mystery that
you get off on solving?

Bashir, are you suggesting
that I'm attracted to your pain?

Is that what you're saying?
- Tell me I'm wrong.

I think you would know
who you are without your pain.

I think you...
you cling to it.

And you keep it shrouded
in mystery because

you know it draws me in
and because you want me

to come digging for it.

How long have you been
waiting to say that?

You tell me I'm wrong.

Clear a path, please!

Solomon!

What are you doing out here?

I'm gonna get some help.
- No, no, no!

No one else from the hospital!

Can you give him some space?

You should still be in your bed.

At like 4:00 AM,
some new doctor came in,

and told the nurse
they had to admit me.

Which means
I'd be getting billed.

When they weren't looking,
I left and I figured

I'd recover at home, but when
the painkillers wore off...

You had to come back.

Only now, triage said I had to
pay upfront unless I'm critical.

I was gonna start over
at another ER,

but when I tried
to stand up again...

Look, you're anemic
from the sickling, alright?

You need blood transfusions,
pain meds...

I know! I know!

What am I supposed to do?

Riley.
You're not supposed to be here.

I lied to a nurse
and said I was her sister.

She's so much worse.

They're saying her pancreas
is necrotic and she's septic.

And choices will have
to be made?

Is there any way we can
contact her immediate family?

Her mom's gone,
her dad's in assisted living

and he's not in a position
to make decisions.

Who does that fall on?
- Her doctors.

We do the best we can
to make informed decisions
on her behalf.

She would do everything
she could to fight this.

I knew how she felt.

I maybe even liked knowing it.

I do love her, just... not in
the way she wants me to.

I'm sorry,
but you're not family.

Except I am!

And if anyone is speaking
for her, it should be me.

Dr Olsen.
I was gonna come find you.

If we scale back 20 percent of
what's allocated to Trauma OR,

we can fund raises
for the nurses to compensate...

You have a problem
with Trauma OR?

I think it has certain
advantages, but I also think

it's run by a man
who isn't a team player.

So you're punishing
doctors now?

- What?!
- I've heard from multiple

sources that you're gonna
be asking them

to personally subsidize nurses?

I'm sorry, you heard
that where?

Do you have any idea
how something that provocative

makes the hospital look?
Makes me look?

As CMO?
Like we can't handle a budget?

Like we don't care
about retention?

Just... hold on, um,
doctors foregoing pay

was an idea brought to me
by a resident.

I shut it down.
- Obviously not hard enough.

When I said "don't be everyone's
friend" that didn't mean

taking a flamethrower to people
that are trying to help you.

I turned my life upside down
to come here.

The only reason I did that is
because I care about people.

That doesn't mean
you know how to lead them.

Fix this. Today.

Page me when she's ready.

Let me know how long for
the interventional radiologist,

and I'll have Dr Hamed
set up the suite.

I was just going to book an OR

to remove the dead tissue
from her pancreas.

You want to send her
back to surgery?

No, just start with
the percutaneous drainage

and we'll see how she reacts
to that first.

And risk more bacteria
going into her bloodstream?

She has a fully
inflamed pancreas,
it's the safest option.

No, it's the less
effective option.

Okay. Look, I'm hearing you,

but this is up to us, which
really means it's up to me.

Look, her friend is here
and she's adamant that Zola

would not want to play it safe.
- And what is this, a friend

with power of attorney, Bash?

At least Singh should
hear both sides.

Oh. Would you like
to go over my head?

Np, if this is you feeling
Singh and I are pushing you out,

I would never do that to you.
As your friend.

Look, just set her up
for drainage.

- June.
- What?!

You hand may be infected.

I could find.

There should be enough there
to manage your anemia

and sickle cell pain
for two months.

Thank you.
And uh, what about my leg?

Well, we'll check to make sure
it's not infected.

These transfusions should help.

But if you notice any swelling,
you can just call me.

But look, Solomon, this is all
just a stop gap, alright?

You're eventually gonna have
to make a plan.

Maybe even head home to reset.

Yeah, no. I made a choice
to go after something

and I don't plan to give up.

Are we burnt?

I might be.

But you, you have nothing
to worry about.

Suction carefully. Don't
compromise the vital tissues.

BP's dropping, she's coding.
Starting compressions.

Charge to 150 and call
for more bodies!

Clear!

Resuming compressions!

Charge 200.

Clear!

We've got sinus.
She's stabilizing.

I need more light.

What happened?
What is this?

- Get over here, June.
- This is Zola?

Debridement
of necrotic tissue,

but the septic shock proved more
than her body could handle.

Are you helping
or hovering, June?

- Going in with the ligature.
- While she's doing that,

tell me why this happened,
Dr Hamed?

It's a statistical risk
of the surgical procedure.

Which is why I told Dr Hamed
to play it safe

with percutaneous drainage
and not to jump into surgery.

He talked the family
through both options,
they chose surgery.

Friend. Not family.
As in no legal status.

- It's more complicated.
- Scrub out, Dr Hamed.

We're team, not a one-man band,

I will not have surgeons who
don't tell me the whole story.

- Sir...
- You heard me. Go.

Dr Curtis, take over.

Brock.

They're telling me that
you're having second thoughts,
what's going on?

I don't wanna do this.

I should've said so yesterday
when you scheduled it.

I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

I'm sorry, can you give us
a minute please? Thank you.

That poor woman got me

on that table and was about
to sedate me

and thread a wire from
my thigh to my heart,
and Mags, I couldn't...

Brock, you're not
gonna feel anything.

I'll react to the sedation.
And definitely the wire,

but that's not it.

Something inside me,
it feels wrong.

And when it feels wrong,
I've learned to trust that.

I just... I thought that you
wanted to know for sure.

No, you wanted to know.

I already do.

And I promise to always wear
my heart-rate watch from now on,

but I spent all night
thinking about how hard
I've worked to accept

that this is
how things are for me.

And how I don't need anyone else
to believe me or fix me.

I like how I am.
- Why?

Why do I like myself?

I didn't mean...
I didn't mean... I'm sorry.

Okay, sure, I feel stress
and pain more palpably,

but also, I feel
the good stuff more too.

And I have to believe
it's a price worth paying.

Even if you don't.

Dr Curtis. You okay?

Just buried in leaves.

I let this fester too long,
and now, I'm paying the price.

But that's not all?

I had to shut down my resident
today and he's also my friend.

I can either channel
my inner bitch

or let my feelings govern
how I do my job.

And risk losing everything
you've worked for.

If we revert to status quo,

will you take your demands
off the table?

- Pressure from on high?
- You predicted this, Claire.

That my big ideas
would hurt your team.

Well, I get no satisfaction
from being right.

Not when the hospital's solution
is budget over patients.

Mm-hmm.

I will discharge
Solomon today.

- You should admit him.
- Claire, look, you don't have

to be a part of this,
but I'm not gonna make

this guy's situation any harder
than it already is.

Okay, Theo, just look.

You took his address
out of our system?

Yeah, when he came back
this morning.

It's the only way we can admit,

treat and ensure
he never sees a bill.

I didn't know
we could do that.

We can't.

Word is you are
an attending again?

Is that official?
- Yeah.

Hey! It's Dr Hamed.

Dr Curtis said you're not
my doctor anymore.

Yeah, I was just, uh...

Spray paint's off
the table, so...

Instead of firing her boss,
she's firing her oncologist.

Dr Hamed.
- Mm-hmm?

Thank you.
For fighting for us.

Does this mean
you two are okay?

We agreed to move messily
into the future.

Whatever that means.

I'm going to tell Amira
to stay as long as she wants.

I'm just packing some things
she'll need.

Why don't you let me help you?

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