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♪- Amira, you forged
my signature!

♪- If I don't get in,

♪ none of this will matter anyway.

♪- I passed my citizenship exam

but I still have the interview
to go through.

You don't want me to be happy!

While we can't always control
the wait,

we can improve how
the patient experiences it.

We were maxed out before
these policy changes.

ED nurses are moving
to work to rule.

Fix this. Today.

If we revert to status quo,

will you take your demands
off the table?

Well, I get no satisfaction
from being right.

Do you think a guy like me's
gonna survive her politics?

And if I go,

what happens to you?

What happened? What is this?

You just ignored
my direct instructions?

I will not have surgeons
who don't tell me

the whole story.
Dr. Curtis, take over.

Dr. Esfahani?

What I said to him about

not wanting to be
a victim anymore,

you're right.
Uh, it did get personal.

I know it did, Bashir.

Do you think you can help me?

Just one more minute,
Mister, uh... Ham-Hamed.

Those are for me.

I guess this is the end
of a long journey, huh?

Quite the feat, getting all
your original documents

from an entire lifetime
in order,

translated from Arabic.

Then photocopying, scanning,

cross-checking. Let me guess,

you colonized a Kinkos.

It was a doctor's lounge, actually.

So you just answer
any question he asks?

I'll be as transparent
as I can.

Your favourite way to be.

It's next Monday, right?
- Mm-hmm.

Why can't I connect
to the printer?

Is this Memorial 6 or 14?

- I thought it was lounge two...
- Ugh!

Where is my old passport?

They're not out to get you, right?

This is just like a normal
checklist thing?

Well, he has power,
I have no idea how

he's planning on using it.
- PR card.

They know you don't have
your med school transcripts?

I am providing everything
I had when I left.

Oh, found it.

Thank you.

All I have to do now
is tell the truth

and hope they like me.

I called you Mr. Hamed.
You're a doctor.

Yes, a medical resident.

Ah.

Is this why emergency
wait times are so long?

Staff taking long breaks
to use the office printer?

Do you even get breaks?

Um, they usually last
about five minutes

before you get called away.
- Huh.

- Mags! Mags!
- I know! I know! I'm sorry!

Ah...

It's just... A ripped corner
won't define you.

We can fix that. That's it.

Hamed! Are you on?

There's multiple victims
from an apartment fire.

What is this?

Um, yeah, I'll be right there.

Um... it's a casualty
of an incoming trauma.

Oh. What was it?

Not an official question,
but I just...

I do feel I get a better sense

of someone if this process
is um, conversational.

A patient jumped
through a third-story window

to escape a fire.

So you make life and death

decisions all day for a living.

I guess we both do.

Welcome to your citizenship
interview, Bashir Hamed.

What year did you leave Syria?

- Uh...
- I am aware it's all over

your file, but my job
is to re-ask these questions.

Uh, we left uh Syria
for Turkey

in March of 2016,
and it took two years

to come to Canada.

We. Right.

You're not the only one
looking to become a Canadian,

there's also the minor,
Amira... Hamed?

Mm.

They told me only I needed
to come to the interview.

They were correct,
they were correct.

Um, Amira's your sister,
she resides with you

at 623 Gormley Street,
Toronto, Ontario,

apartment one-B?

Yes, she does.

Though she's staying
with a friend.

A family friend.

It's...

it's just for a change of pace.

It's... it's only temporary.

Bashir, this isn't
an interrogation.

If your case didn't have merit,

you wouldn't have made it
to this point.

But many applicants
become citizens

without being asked to do
this kind of interview, so...

for some people,
this is as far as they get.

Well, in most cases,
it's because we find things

that we can't reconcile.
I mean, for example,

why do you have two residency
program confirmations?

I'm doing a dual residency,

uh, trauma surgery
and emergency medicine.

I'm embarrassed to admit
I don't know the difference.

Uh, as an ED doctor,
I treat ill or injured patients

until they can go home
or are admitted.

And as a trauma surgeon,
I operate on them also.

Okay. So if I needed
confirmation

from one of your superiors,

do I speak to Neeta Devi
or Mark Novak?

You want to take out
a lobe of his lung?

He has a hemopneumo

likely from the shards
of glass in his lower lung.

Doesn't justify you going to
extreme lengths to rip it out.

Uh, Dr. Devi, imaging showing
that his injuries are extensive,

it does warrant
aggressive action.

O2 sats 88 and falling.

Subcutaneous emphysema,

uh, Dr. Curtis, is there
bruising on that side?

- Yes, there is.
- Ecchymosis.

Let's start the transfusion.

My gut tells me if we
don't do a lobectomy now,

he's just gonna need one later.

Dr. Hamed,
talk us through

the conservative treatment
for an emerg patient

with this kind of lung trauma.
- Chest tube stabilization,

monitoring,
and thoracic consult.

- Exactly.
- Yes but if we went down

that road, we would be
worried about what, June?

Hemorrhaging, and respiratory
distress could kill him.

And we don't want our patient
dying, right?

It's the first thing
they teach you in med school.

But that's not definitely
what's happening here.

It's just a possibility.

- Without further assessment--
- Which we would do.

- We have the technology.
- Well, we can't know for sure.

Okay, what Dr. Hamed
should know for sure

is that this is his chance
to get in on more

than surgical scut after
Dr. Curtis

sold him out upstairs.
- I don't agree

with your choice of words.
- Oh, fine,

then you rightfully lambasted
him for disobeying you.

My point is this is Trauma OR
and it requires bold action.

Just do the chest tube, Mark.

Even with Bashir's
cowardly abstention,

you are outvoted, Neeta.

I want an update
as soon as he's stable.

Don't you technically
have to listen to her?

Is it just me
or is she uncharacteristically

punchy today? I suppose
publicly losing a labour fight

will do that.

Uh, where am I?

Hey. You're at
York Memorial Hospital.

You fell out of
your apartment window

and sustained
a serious lung trauma.

Not my apartment.

And I jumped.

The building was on fire.
Ah...

Can we push morphine
five milligrams?

Ezra, is there anybody we can
call to be here with you?

I was caulking a tub.

The clients saved themselves
and left me,

can you believe that?

Sir, do you have asthma,
COPD or any lung d--

And he's out again.

Uh... Yeah, go ahead
and uh, prep a chest tube.

What? Five seconds ago
you were adamant

about doing a lobectomy.
- He'll likely still need one,

but his sudden burst
of consciousness

is giving me pause and I am
nothing if not flexible.

Maybe... yes.

Dr. Hamed, call around, see if
you can get a family history

so we can give him
the best chance possible.

He didn't seem to want that.

Okay, he also jumped
through broken glass

of a third-story window,
he's a survivor.

Alright, alright,
to your corners, residents.

Bash? Uh, I need you.

Guess I'm on phone duty.

Joyce?

Seemed tense in there.

Novak's just on edge

because Devi's trying
to rein him in.

Yeah, she's still
licking her wounds.

That is crossfire
you want to avoid.

Yeah, but with everything
that happened with Singh

and June, I don't know when
I'll get operative time again.

Is this a surgical consult?

Uh, no, actually, cultural?

Paramedics brought a kid
in from the fire, but he bolted.

A triage nurse found him here.

He hasn't said much,
but I did recognize

a few words in Arabic.
I just need to convince him

to let us take a look
at the burn on his arm.

Hey, buddy.

Think you're ready to let me
take a look at your arm?

Farid.

No.

Um, we haven't been able
to track down any family...

That building fire
that your patient jumped

to escape, was anyone else hurt?

None as notable as him.

Do these things get to you
or you're pretty numb by now?

You find ways
to compartmentalize.

Still easier than dissecting
your entire life

to a complete stranger, hm?

I know how lucky I am
to be here, sir.

And how fortunate I am
to get this opportunity.

Do you know how defeatist
that sounds?

Like you don't deserve it,
like it's fated to go badly?

I'm just prepping for
the possibility that it might.

In other words, doomsaying.

Yeah, I'll float that
in group therapy today.

I have so many theories
about what you say in that room.

No, it's just a few of us
from similar backgrounds

examining our collective issues.

Or probably don't say.

Ms. Webber, hi.
This is Dr. Hamed,

he's our surgical resident.

I asked him to come
and talk to you.

'Cause I swallowed
a set of keys

and you have no clue
how to get them out?

How did this happen?

I sleepwalk.

Usually, I just open the fridge,

rifle through cupboards
trying to fill cravings.

Last night, I-I guess I just
got creative.

So, just two keys on the ring?

House, classroom,

mercifully no novelty
keychains or anything.

I was hoping that they would
pass before I had to get to work

but oh! The stomach pain. Yeah.

You're a teacher?

Yeah, uh, adult ed.

Well, you'll need
an endoscopy procedure,

so we'll sedate you
and put a flexible tube

down your throat
to get the keys out.

Uh, does that
mean painkillers?

Yeah, don't worry,
you won't feel anything.

You don't understand.
I can't go near that stuff.

See? One for every time
I tried to get clean.

I don't know why
the last try took, but it did.

I can't start all over again.

Yeah, we understand, Kit.
We're gonna make sure

that you're comfortable
before administering medication

of any kind, right?

Absolutely, I'll uh,
clarify on your chart

not to prescribe any opioids

and I'll speak
to the surgeon myself.

I spent so many years
apologizing

for the stupid mistakes
I made while using.

I just can't let something I did
while I was asleep

ruin my progress.

Alright. Of course.

Uh, does everything look okay?

We'll know more
once we dig in.

You're a doctor after landing
here only five years ago.

You are building a life
for your sister.

Honestly, Bashir, on paper,
you're a model citizen.

What we do now
is just confirm

that the data matches the man.

I'll need that.
- Oh.

Ezra?

Ezra. How could you
be out of bed?

Oh, I'm Liam. Ezra's brother.

Yeah. Liam got a call

about us needing
a family medical history.

Yeah, I'm not sure I'm gonna
be much help there,

we were adopted into
different families.

I only found out that Ezra
existed a few months ago.

I'm certain he'll be
relieved you're here.

I'm... not so sure
about that.

The first and only time we met,

he said he never wanted
to see me again.

be a problem.

What did you say the name
of that document was again?

IMM-1000 Record of Landing.

They would have handed it
to you at the airport

when you arrived in Canada.

Uh, in all my instructions

to prepare for this interview,

I-I don't remember
seeing that one.

Well, we do say
everything pertinent

to encourage the widest possible
interpretation of what you need.

I do remember being handed
papers when our plane landed,

but uh, it was hectic,
maybe that one got missed.

No, trust me,
nobody lands without one.

You know, it probably got
buried in some box

in some storage locker
in the basement

of your apartment.

Maybe, though uh,

we've lived in eight different
apartments since then, so...

Eight places in five years.

Yes, um, newcomers
often have a hard time

getting landlords to trust them.

We moved four times
the first year

and then, every year since.
- Well...

I mean, they should've told you
at the airport

that the IMM-1000...

...it's basically your new
birth certificate.

In other words, it is a document
you hold on to.

It was a long process.

I had to apply for access
to the adoption record,

which is how I found out
that we were only

three months old
when we were separated.

There's something wrong
with his lungs, isn't there?

Uh... I know how this sounds,
but I could feel it

this morning.

Yeah, it's similar
to the feelings I've had

my whole life,
like a phantom limb?

Uh, Liam, Ezra hasn't
been conscious for very long

and we haven't been able
to get a medical history.

Well, like I say,
I don't really know him.

But you have identical DNA,
so even your own medical history

could shed some light
if you're comfortable?

There's not much to tell,
I've been pretty healthy,

I'm allergic to peanuts.

Uh, I had pneumonia, twice,
as a kid.

My parents said I was colicky.

I wonder if he was too.

Must have been
quite the shock,

learning you were a twin.
- Oh, the best kind.

Immediately, I made this
huge list of questions.

You know, did he put ketchup
on his grilled cheese?

Does he cry easily too?

It was just so exciting
to get to discover

this like, missing piece?
You know?

But then when I finally
tracked him down,

he didn't wanna meet.

Sir, do you drink or smoke?

It's just that there are some
studies that link twin DNA

to uh, lifestyle choices?

I drink socially.

Um, I tried smoking at 17,

but my father
scared me straight.

I won the lottery
with my family but...

it wasn't the same with Ezra.

He told you that
when you met in person?

It was more like,
when I saw how he was

eking out a life,
I could kind of tell.

Things really went south
when I offered to help.

I don't know,
I was so excited to meet him,

I got carried away,
and I guess he felt like

I was judging him,
and maybe I was. I don't...

I just wanted him to be okay,
you know?

He's tachycardic.

- What's going on? Is he okay?
- Just wait there, Liam.

900 CC's in less than an hour,
he's losing too much blood.

Okay, milk the tube for clots,
I'm gonna start a central line.

I think Novak was right,
his lung is too damaged to save.

Instead of removing it, we can
try repairing it surgically?

A pulmonary tractotomy
could stop the bleed.

If I say no,
you just going to ignore me?

Go behind my back? Again?

I know I let my instincts
take over.

I'm sorry about that, June.

Is this you trying to get back
on track with operating hours?

I'm not working you.
I'm not Novak.

What's that supposed to mean?

It's just the way
the two of you

were undermining Devi earlier?

Oh! So when I do it,
it's careerist,

and when you do it,
it's what, passion?

No, Bash, you work the system

just like the rest of us.

You betrayed me!
All of you!

- You got this?
- Yeah, I got it.

I wanna talk to the doctors
that let this happen!

- Kit...
- You!

You promised that I would
have options!

That someone would make sure!

- Kit, slow down, please.
- No!

They gave me fentanyl!
You said they wouldn't,

but they did! But hey,
at least they got rid of these!

That's all that matters, right?!

Okay, okay, what is this?

The road to hell!
And don't try telling me

that I'm wrong,
because when I woke,

I saw the meds
that they gave me on my chart!

You just came out
of an endoscopy,

you should be upstairs.
- You don't understand.

Even when I'm asleep,
my body is trying to find a hit.

You asked for no opioids
and we disregarded that?

Or forgot,
or didn't give a flying--

No, no, no, I made
specifications on her chart,

I called the surgeon.
I should've followed up.

And I should've been with her.

Look, Ms. Webber,

if the surgeons had trouble
controlling your pain

or your heart rate,
they may have added

a small infusion of fentanyl
to your IV. I'm very sorry.

I don't care about
your reasons!

I worked so hard to forget what
it's like to feel this good.

- Oh! Okay, okay!
- We need a gurney over here!

I've got you, I've got you.

- Okay.
- The endoscopy could've caused

a small gastric tear.
We need to get her to imaging.

We're better than this.
We have to be.

Dr. Hamed,
we need to move on.

Um, so the uh...

Um, the uh, IMM-1000,

what happens
if I don't find it?

Mm. And so it goes.

In the interest of progress
then, let's talk through

the uh, entry exit date stamps
on your expired Syrian passport.

One of my jobs is to confirm
that you've been

physically present
in the country 1,095 days

out of the last five years.

That won't be hard. I...

I haven't left once
since arriving.

We'll also be looking
at the date stamps

before you came.

So, you do have
those uh, translated?

- Yes. Mm-hmm.
- Notarized?

I do. Uh, though,
I was unclear

as to how they are relevant.

Well, we don't just
want to know who you are.

We need to know who you were.

During the war in Syria then,
you trained as a doctor.

While finishing my residency

and uh, working
at my parents' clinic.

They were both physicians.

Okay. So it was
a family business.

'Kay, let's see.

October 2011, you crossed
the border to Jordan?

To visit family.

In those days, the border
was easier to manage.

In 2012, you went over
multiple times

but always to Turkey?

Fighting had started,

so you had to be
smuggled across,

and uh, Syrian Free Army
stamped your passport

every time you came back.
It was always a risk.

What about August 2013?

Bashir.

Hey.

You were smuggling medical
supplies into the country.

Um, medicine, syringes,
gauze, um...

When rebels or protesters

needed care
at the state hospital,

they would be arrested.

And your family
hospital was...

it was underground.
- It was both.

We treated the regular patients
business as usual,

but my parents found
quieter spots

to treat those who were
wounded in the conflict,

until the rebels
took over Aleppo.

Dr. Hamed, you're a war hero.

I...

I-I was just doing
what many others did.

Forgive me, I have to ask.

What is it like for someone
who cut his teeth

as a revolutionary
to get used to the um,

endless bureaucracy I assume
he finds in a hospital here?

Fentanyl, IV push.

Okay.
Full and partial thickness.

We should be able
to avoid escharotomy

if we're thorough
with the debridement.

Agreed.
Cauterization's painful,

especially for kids.
Did he tell you how old he was?

I'm guessing around 11.

It's young to be on your own.

Well, he told me
his mother works,

and there's no school today.
The neighbour that usually

watches over him
got called away.

Can you remove
the excess tissue here?

You know, Bash, the uh,
firemen think

the blaze started
in Farid's unit

when he was making some food.

Did he tell you
anything like that?

Careful you don't go
too deep there.

It's necessary
to avoid infection.

They know it was an accident.

When Children's Aid gets here,

maybe you can help him
explain it to them.

You called CAS? Why?

Because I had to.

He's... He's an unsupervised kid
who started a fire

with no word from his parents.
We have a duty of care.

- Theo, you don't understand.
- How can I understand

when you're not telling me
what he's saying?

They're not documented.

He knew there would be questions
about it,

that's why he didn't
want to call his mother.

I promised I wouldn't
tell anybody,

but if CAS finds out,

then the system could find out,
and they could get deported.

I didn't... I didn't know.

I walked him right into
the thing he was afraid of.

Ezra, your lung
is still bleeding

so we're going to have
to intubate you.

What, so someone else
can make these decisions?

No way. What are my options?

Okay, well, we can do
a surgical repair

called a pulmonary tractotomy.

- Okay.
- Or we can do a lobectomy,

which means removing
the lobe of your lung, or...

Wait. So I can live
without a lobe of my lung?

In theory, yes, but you had
pneumonia as a child?

How did you know that?

There was scarring
on the other lung,

and we made the assumption
because Liam

also had pneumonia as a child.

And I bet your lungs
healed just perfectly, right?

Why are you even still here?

So you're telling me
I've got no good options?

Our most aggressive approach
is a transplant.

Now, usually it's difficult
to find suitable donors...

Unless your exact
genetic match

happens to be standing
in front of you.

Why would you do that?

You don't know me.
- I want to.

You won't let me.

So this is what,
emotional blackmail?

For a lung?
- Ezra...

Stop trying to save me.

Look, I get it, okay?
I pushed too hard when we met.

I never meant to make you
feel bad about yourself.

If I want him to leave,
you have to make him, right?

- Ezra...
- I would do anything

to just take that back
and try again.

I was happy with my life
until I knew you existed.

And now, I wish
I could forget you.

There are no border crossings
between 2013

and when you finally
left the country for good

in 2016.

You want to know
about my time in prison.

Yes.

I've been very open
about that part of my life

since I made my first
refugee claim, sir.

Think of it like this.

When my father had
his heart attack,

I had to keep explaining
his uh, symptoms

from the beginning to every
doctor that came by our room.

The good news is,
I'm the last doctor.

Were your trips over the border
the reason for your arrest?

Not directly.

One of the conditions
of citizenship

is not having been convicted
of a crime

in the years leading to coming,

meaning I am going to need
more information

on what happened, Dr. Hamed.

Soldiers stopped me
at a checkpoint.

Then they took me
to one of the regime's

secret prisons.

My family didn't even
know where I was.

Alright, enrollment affidavit
signed and witnessed.

I have officially attended

the same boring school
through most of grade eight.

Did they give you any trouble
about your registration papers?

Mrs. Gerwitch said they get

a lot of these immigration
requests from kids.

Report card.
- Um, I don't think

they need your grades, but...

Wait you got a 92 in science?

And a 93 in math.

Ooh! Slay queen.

I'm not gonna say that again.

Habibti, I'm proud of you.

Uh, Bash, Lucy from CAS
is on her way.

I'll meet you at Farid's room?
- Okay.

Amira, you know you can
come home whenever you want.

And you can still
be mad at me when you do.

I like mac and cheese too.

But sometimes when I cook,

I leave the stove on.

Do you think that's
what happened, Farid?

No, he already
said he turned it off.

The appliances are spotty

in those old
apartment buildings.

You know, getting a landlord
in there to fix anything

is like pulling teeth.

Do you go to school
in Toronto?

And your parents, what kind
of job do they work?

Uh, his mother cleans offices

and uh, his father
doesn't live here.

Where does Dad live?

Um, why do you
need to know that?

Just trying to build
a better picture

of his situation,
to know how we can best help.

- Dr. Hamed?
- Look, he's scared.

He doesn't want to answer
any more questions, okay?

Uh, maybe we can
try again later.

Fine.

I'll keep looking for his mother
and I'll circle back.

And uh, what if uh,
you can't find her?

At some point we'd have
to place Farid in foster care

until we can make
a more detailed assessment.

The more facts we have,
the better, guys.

You asked Farid not to answer
any more of her questions.

He should not have to talk
about his family status,

it's too much for him to carry.

Hey, Bash, I get that
you feel for this kid,

but you're basically
just telling him

not to trust any of us.

- Well, what if it was Amira?
- But it isn't.

She wants to come home.

But she thinks
if she gives in,

it means that she didn't
get through to you.

And I said she did, and that
she needs to stop being stubborn

and that as the person
responsible for her,

you have to have rules.
- Theo, look,

you're betraying
her confidence, so, just...

Should he still be here?

He asked if he could
stay in the hallway

if he stayed out of the way.

And what's this I hear
about you lobbying

for pulmonary tractotomy instead
of lobectomy for the brother?

Well, given his history
of lung weakness,

keeping more of the lung
gives Ezra the best chance.

We see this one differently,
you and me.

Well, yeah, it's your call,
Dr. Novak.

Really?

Is that all you have to say
on the subject?

Shouldn't you be empathically
following your instincts

and not resting until
you're proving me wrong?

- Sorry?
- Don't be.

Unlike Curtis, who finds
that behaviour off-putting,

it's what I like about you.
So please, tell me

how you really feel,
because I know it's not

what you're saying.
You disagree with me because?

Because I think your agenda

to prove the capability
of Trauma OR

is clouding your judgment.

There it is.

Told me the truth.

That means I will too.

It's happening by degree,
but I think you're becoming

more worried about
protecting your job

than taking the kind of risks
that we need to take.

And you should know

that all I care about
are the patients' lives.

Okay, Mom.

These experiences, they gut us

in ways we're never
prepared for.

And processing them,
it isn't linear.

In business school,
they put us in small teams

for case studies.

Everyone is 20 years younger
than me,

but uh...

whenever I try
to tell them what I know,

all they hear
is the old guy with the accent

and just... shrug it off.

Must annoy the living
crap out of you.

My daughter has this
game on her phone.

A cookie that chases
other cookies and eats them,

getting fatter each time
it catches one.

That's how I feel.

Do you... feel like
the cookie who eats?

Or are you one of the cookies
that gets eaten?

The cookie who eats.

As if...

the anger inside of me...

consumes everything.

And it is affecting
all of my relationships.

Dr. Hamed.

Dr. Hamed.
- Hm?

I thought I lost you
for a second.

I wasn't convicted
of any crimes, sir.

They had me for almost a year,

tortured me,
and then just let me go

without any explanation.

All because one of
my best friends from childhood

gave my name as a doctor
supporting the rebellion

to save his own life.

You stuck with Kit
through imaging?

Yeah. I didn't let her
out of my sight.

Contrast CT confirms a tear.

Probably exacerbated
by her coming down here post-op.

Radiologist agrees,
it's a slow bleed,

but we gotta get on it.
- She needs surgery

to repair it.
- Which she won't consent to,

and she's refusing
any kind of pain relief

even though
she's really hurting.

If my status on the surgical
floor was better,

they would have taken
my chart notes more seriously.

Yeah, I agree,
it's all your fault.

Or our system has failed Kit
at every level,

and I've already asked
the hospital to look into how,

but if you would be happier
blaming yourself,

I can just cancel it.

Bash. They can't find Farid.

Go.

Somebody come get him?
A parent?

No, he was just here,
he was sleeping.

Get security to look
in every room on the floor.

- Yeah.
- And outside.

Yeah. Got it.

He couldn't be far.

What?

Did you sneak him out?

Of course not, Theo.

Well, maybe the CAS
worker took him.

Lucy wouldn't have done that
without telling us.

And I would?!

He must have ran off.

Okay, well,
then you were right,

I... I scared him.

We have to tell her
the whole story.

- No, no, no, Theo, we can't--
- I know how important it is

for you to protect Farid, Bash,
but sometimes,

especially with kids,
in order to help them,

you have to betray
their confidence.

Code blue,
Trauma OR. Code blue, Trauma OR.

- Hey! What's going on in there?
- I'll find out!

Can you wait?!
Please, please, please.

A second before
that page happened,

my heart started racing.

Now, I don't care
about his anger

or that he wants
nothing to do with me,

even if he never wants
to see me again,

he's my brother,

and I'll do
whatever I can to help him.

- Charging, 20 J.
- Pausing compressions.

Clear.

Still in v-fib.

Resume compressions.
What happened?

Midway through lobectomy,
he went into v-fib.

Try him at 25.
- Charging.

Only option now
is pneumonectomy.

You're going to take
out the whole lung?

- If we can get him back.
- Charged.

Clear!

Sinus rhythm.

We have a pulse.

This is why
I ruled out tractotomy.

His entire lung is bleeding.
Half measures

aren't gonna cut it.
We have to go all the way

or we lose him, so if you
can't handle it--

Okay, so let's go all the way!

Transplant.
- The brother?

- He's still here.
- Pressure's ticking down.

Are we holding or moving?
- Hold on a second, please.

Even if he were to say yes,

we're in here now,

there's no time
to stop and change plans.

Look, even if you could
remove his injured lung

without him coding again,
his remaining lung

isn't strong enough
to keep him alive on his own.

Listen, Bash, he's already
given us a pretty firm no

to his brother's lung.
He's been an architect

of his own misfortune. All day.
- I will talk to him.

Ninety over seventy. Guys?

What about Liam?
Giving up a lung

for someone he barely knows?
- He felt his own heart racing

before you called the code.
He will do it.

- Bashir...
- Dr. Novak, you wanted me

to speak my mind,
I'm speaking it.

Liam has to be the solution.

It doesn't matter if any
one of us believes

he feels Ezra's pain.

Okay? They are tied together.

Two parts of a whole.

It's the only way Ezra is going
to pull through. Please.

Okay, look, we can deal
with the most severe bleeds,

so let's just put him
on awake ECMO

and give him the chance
to consent.

You're buying into this, June?

Looks like
you're outnumbered, Mark.

You really think you can
get them both to say yes?

I know I have to try.

Okay. Let's go.

Sorry about that. It's just
something I needed to dig up.

It occurred to me uh,

you left me hanging
on the anecdote.

The guy who fell out
of the window.

You're obviously under
no obligation,

but I feel like I need
to know what happened to him.

It was actually
pretty intense.

His lung failed
and his estranged

identical twin brother showed up

and offered to donate
one of his own.

Wow.

But he didn't want it.

He'd rather die
than take a lung? Why?

I think meeting his twin,

my patient felt that his future
was somehow stolen from him.

That his brother
was a version of him

that he could have been,

had his life gone
a different way.

What do you say
to a person like that

to convince him
to want to help himself?

Ezra?

I say what I always
end up saying to people

when they lose hope.

It's never too late
to start again.

Firefighters are on their way
to check out Farid's unit.

I'll go speak to all
his neighbours

and his teachers too.

We'll find him. I promise.

All I care about
is keeping Farid safe.

I already told Dr. Leblanc,
no way.

I understand
you're nervous, Kit.

But how do you feel? Right now?

- Still angry.
- Deservedly.

We haven't done a great job
at earning your trust.

What else?

Dizzy. Tired. Nauseated.

All normal after a procedure.

- Or early withdrawal.
- That's a possibility. Yes.

The dosage they gave you
has likely worn off by now,

so we're gonna keep you
on IV fluids

and an anti-nauseant.

It's also a possibility
that everything you're feeling

is due only to your
stomach injury.

They're saying I have

to go through it again,

and it's actually
surgery this time?

You scratched off
your sobriety mark.

I asked the nurse for a pen.

I failed.

And the sooner
I face that, the better.

No, Kit, you did not fail.

We failed you, okay?

And that mark is not scratched
off in permanent ink.

What if her surgery
didn't involve

any painkillers or sedatives?

Well, I'm not sure
that's an option,

given the location
of her rupture.

Unless we use a spinal block.

An epidural for an open lap.
Yeah, that could work.

- Yeah.
- Can somebody translate?

Dr. Leblanc is proposing
a procedure

closer to a cesarian section.

We keep you awake,
we give you an IV

that blocks the nerves
from your spine to numb you.

Well, how do I know
what happened last time

won't happen again?

Mark? A second?

Yeah? What's up?

Ms. Webber has a gastric tear.

It's a small tear.
Uh, it's manageable.

Okay. You want me to send her
upstairs for a laparoscopy?

What would you say
to an open lap in Trauma OR

but it has to be an epidural,

and no painkillers,
no fentanyl, no ketamine.

I would say, um...

What is your favourite sport,
Ms. Webber?

Uh. Baseball?

Great. We'll discuss
the pennant race

to distract you.
Bash, show me the imaging?

Mm.

This is gonna work?

You know what?
I think it will.

You want to talk her through it?
- Yeah.

Let's go set that up.

He says he's thrilled
for the challenge,

especially since they proved

they couldn't hack it upstairs.

The...

letter of employment

for your citizenship
application.

Thank you.

You know, my wife and son
are dual,

and I'm the lone holdout.

Is it really worth
the agony of the process?

- I'll let you know.
- Right.

I've been meaning to ask

how you've been adjusting
to life here.

Oh, it's good.

And hard.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, sometimes I'm not sure
which comes out ahead.

You made this happen,
Dr. Devi.

It's a little thing.

Not to Kit.

Okay, well...

Thanks.

That's it?

You want me to keep going?

No, I-I just...

Thank you.

I um, I had someone
in the office call Customs

and dig up the duplicate
while we were chatting.

Your IMM-1000 record of landing.

Consider it the birth
certificate

of a new Canadian, Dr. Hamed.

Amira.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Was I...

Your brother texted me
to be here at this exact time.

Me too.

I think maybe he wanted us
to be here together?

And he decided
to keep that to himself

until we both needed to know.

Hm.

His interview was supposed
to be done like an hour ago.

Did he tell you
if it went okay?

No, I don't... I don't know.
You?

Nope.

Celebratory cupcakes?

Or condolence cupcakes?

Guess we'll see.

Are you nervous?

It's kind of your thing too.

Yeah.

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