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-[Conrad] Previously on The Resident…
-I think we should

dig into Dr. Bosley's
patient outcomes and…

give Ms. Benesch a fair hearing.

Let's just simmer down.

Just watch and learn how we operate.

I-I think I'm getting a pretty
good sense of how you operate.

Are you looking for
a financial settlement?

No. I'm looking for accountability.

I did not have to end up like this.

I don't want future patients
of Dr. Bosley to, either.

I want the board to do something.

-Will they?
-Honestly, probably not.

But I will do something.

[grunting]

So what's happening in the world?

-I'm not reading the news.
-[grunting]

I'm watching a video of a bulldog

failing to eat its kibble.

Okay. Slow news day.

What's going on with your leg?

Oh, I guess it slept in.

[groans]

Could be an MS flare-up.

I'll email Dr. Greer,
see if she can fit you in today.

Yeah, well, early is better.

I have a 10:00 with Abernathy,

the head of the medical board,

'cause I found more complaints
against Bosley,

the neurosurgeon
who paralyzed Emily Benesch.

Do you think you have enough
to convince the board

to look into Bosley now?

I'm not gonna give 'em any choice.

You know, this whole moral crusader thing

looks good on you.

It's very…

super hero-y.

You should see me in spandex.

-Well, that's ruined it. [chuckles]
-[chuckles]

[indistinct chatter]

Can I help you?

You look familiar, but I can't place you.

Are you gonna harass me
every time I have an ER shift?

Yes.

Please look into your abandonment issues.

My father left me
at Yankee Stadium and got home

with my brother before
he realized I was missing.

I'm sorry I triggered you, Irving.

You don't care. Where's Leela?

Sister day with Padma.

Bonding over the gifting of eggs.

Level 1 trauma coming in!

Bay 11's ready.

Eliza Brockton. 32-year-old female.

Status post-fall from her
sixth-floor apartment building.

BP 120/68, tachy to 100,

satting at 98%.

Trauma survey.

Pupils equal and reactive.

[Devon] Airway's intact.

-Good breath sounds bilaterally.
-[Hundley] Pulse strong.

Vitals stable. I'll get labs.

I'll do a FAST exam
and put in for a chest X-ray.

Eliza,

how did you fall
from your apartment building?

I-I was, um…

I was hanging a-an orchid on my balcony,

and I-I reached too far over the
railing and I just… [sighs]

lost my balance.

Thank God the entry awning broke my fall.

We're gonna get that chest X-ray

and CT scan to check for head trauma.

We'll be back, okay?

-Uh, okay.
-All right, hang tight.

You want to get her records
and I'll arrange the CT?

Yeah.

[typing]

What is it?

Eliza's attempted suicide three times

in the past six years.

Let's get a psych consult down here.

[dialing]

Eliza.

Hundley.

My patient eloped from 11. Call the code.

Excuse me.

[Hundley] Attention, staff. Code Green.

32-year-old Caucasian female.

Dark hair, blue eyes. Code Green.

Eliza!

Eliza!

Wait!

Eliza!

[horn honks]

[opening theme music playing]

You all right?

I'm fine.

Eliza's stable.

Scans were negative. BP was borderline,

so we placed an A-line.

And Psych is en route.

That was a very brave thing
you did, Dr. Pravesh.

[chuckles]

-I'm just glad we got to her in time.
-Mm-hmm.

We're good.

So…

I guess the truth is out.

I don't want this anymore.

And I wish you would just mind
your own business and let me go.

-You know we can't do that.
-[sighs]

This is Dr. Malco.

She's from the psychiatry department.

Hi, Eliza.
I'm guessing you know the drill here.

I'm gonna ask you a few questions.

You have my file.

So you could just read my old answers.

My new answers are all the same.

I'm out of words.

I imagine that must be
very difficult for a writer.

To be out of words.

I'm out of everything.

I want you to know,

both of your books have informed
the way I treat depression.

I'd like to return the favor.

Do you have a gun?

We're gonna keep you on a 36-hour hold.

Dear merciful Father,

we ask for Your blessings on Daisy.

She needs You.

We're asking that You grant her
the patience to…

help her with her affliction

and the freedom from her pain.

And lead her out the shadow of the valley

so that we can heal her body and spirit.

[chuckles softly]

Now let's go get you
a damn kidney, huh? [chuckles]

[chuckling]

-Amen.
-Amen.

-Ah… [grunts]
-[laughs]

Aaron, it is good to see you.

Yeah, it's been a minute.

You know we've had our
own conversations about pain.

Mm.

How are you and Gigi holding up?

Yeah, really well.

Gigi's definitely
my greatest achievement so far.

You got that right.

Yeah.

Speaking of our past conversations,

the last few days, I've…

been… [exhales]

back in the fresh grief of Nic's passing,

I-I guess. I don't…

Uh, I don't know what set it off.

Ah, well, if it isn't Pastor Aaron,
my favorite clergyman.

AJ, my big bad Buddhist, you.

-Hey.
-How are you?

How's your mother?

She is as well as she can be.

The cancer is progressing.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I-I'll definitely have to go see her.

Well, you see, her palliative
care is top-tier, right?

But she's gonna need to transition

to hospice sooner rather than later,

and she is not keen on the idea.

So I was thinking maybe you can help me

have that conversation with her
when it's time.

I'll be happy to.

Appreciate it, man.

I have a favor of my own to ask you two.

Yeah. Anything.

Recently, I had a heart stent
placed a few months back.

A fit young dude like you?

They found some blockage.
The doctor told me

that I should be feeling better,

but I've been having
a lot of chest pain lately.

Ah, say no more. AJ and I will
take a look at you in the ER.

Better safe than sorry.

[Austin] Let's go now.

Head scans are good.
Nothing to worry about.

-Great.
-The leg issue is a little MS flare-up.

This'll happen from time to time.

Well, I'm glad we checked, then.

We'll put you on steroids

that should improve your symptoms.

In the meantime, take the pressure

-off your leg with this.
-[Bell] Oh.

[chuckles] No. That is…
uh, won't be necessary.

[Greer] It's only for a few days.

The last thing we want
is for you to stumble

-and hit your head.
-Randolph,

-take the cane.
-[Bell] No, it's…

[stammers] It starts
with a cane, and then it goes

to adult diapers and a chairlift.

It's a concession to the
disease, and I won't make it.

Good Lord, Randolph. Typical man.

You can dress it as bravery,
but it's just vanity.

Okay. Uh, I'd love to stick around

and talk about canes and men,

but… I have
an important meeting to get to.

So, Meghan, thank you.

[sighs]

I remember

being at a birthday party when
I was four or five years old.

And…

the birthday girl shrieked with joy

when she unwrapped a doll
from her parents.

For the first time,
I became distinctly aware

that it was something
that I had never… felt.

Is there anything in your daily life

that brings relief
from the pain and dread?

Periodically, when I'm writing.

Are there any moments
in your past where you…

can recall feeling happy?

This morning.

When I felt the wind on my face

as I fell to what
should have been my death.

My reservoir of hope…

is empty.

[exhales]

Eliza has what we call
treatment-resistant depression.

Cognitive behavioral therapy,
antidepressants,

and ECT have all been ineffective.

So, what do we do?

We just keep her here

for 34 hours and then just

-let her walk out?
-We don't have a lot of options.

Sad to say, I have no beds free
on the unit.

Don't patients with
treatment-resistant depression

qualify for off-label
deep brain stimulation?

I've read some clinical trials on it,

and I know Dr. Sutton
has used it on patients

with Parkinson's and even OCD.

They do,

but there's no guarantee it works.

Well, in one trial,

50% of patients saw some relief
from their symptoms.

Do you think Eliza
would consider the procedure?

All Eliza wants is to exit life.

It'll be challenging

to get her to agree to any treatment,

much less one that requires
holes drilled in her skull

and electrodes placed in her brain.

If we do nothing, there
is no doubt that she will try

-to kill herself again.
-No doubt.

I'll talk to Dr. Sutton.

See if she can discuss
the procedure with Eliza.

Dr. Sullivan didn't come in?

She took the day off.

We got Pravesh back instead.

Who?

[chuckles]

Good thing we looked into
your chest pain. You have EKG

changes and labs consistent
with an NSTEMI.

It's a minor heart attack.

[Aaron] What? A minor heart attack?

-How is that possible?
-[Austin] Take it easy, Aaron.

All right, we're on it. We got you.

Taking good care of yourself, right?

-Yes.
-[Austin] All right, well,

explain to us how you ended up
with a cardiac stent.

Well, this cardiac clinic came
to the church leaving flyers.

They were offering heart screenings

with no out-of-pocket with Medicaid.

And, uh, now, my congregation

relies on outreach, so

I wanted to set an example
to the flock, so I went.

And what did the screening turn up?

Cardiologist said that my…

my labs and my tests were…

"borderline" was the word,

and that I needed a cath ASAP.

Were you feeling any chest pain?

No. No.

He said that the cath was very important

to screen for heart disease.
Silent killer.

Okay, but why did they stent you?

Well, during the procedure,

my heart was beating out of my chest.

And the pain,

I mean, it's very severe, but

once they put in the stent, I had relief.

You know, I'm a little achy and tired
here and there, but for the most part,

-I'm-I'm thankful.
-[phone ringing]

Chest pain usually comes before cardiac

catheterization, not after.

Excuse me, I need to take this.

I hate to do this to you, brother,

but we need to get you
in our cath lab right away.

And I promise you, you won't
feel any pain with these hands.

All right?

We got you, man.

Hey, Billie.

-You got a sec?
-What's up?

So, I have a young woman in the ER,

she's banged up pretty bad

from two failed suicide attempts today.

Yeah, I heard Superman
flew in and saved her.

Her name is Eliza Brockton.
She's very smart, wily.

She's a memoirist
who wrote two best sellers

about depression.

Sure, yeah, I read the first one,

The Lure of the Void.

Right.

So, I think she's
a good candidate for DBS.

Well, DBS is still experimental
for depression.

Does she meet the inclusion criteria?

Yes. No improvement from
CBT, SSRIs, or ECT.

-[phone buzzes]
-Okay.

-I'll talk to her.
-Thanks.

It's Trevor. I've been trying
to reach him for weeks.

Take it. No, take it, and
let him know that we miss him.

Trevor, I'm so glad you finally called.

-Are you okay?
-Uh, yeah, yeah.

Sorry it took so long to get back to you.

-Dealing with a lot of stuff.
-Of course.

I can only imagine
a horrible revelation like…

Yeah. We don't have to, um…

Look, there's some… there's some stuff

I want to tell you in person.

Okay. Sure.

Just know, I've been worried about you.

All of us here have.

And I'm not sure if you're aware of this,

but you're in danger
of losing your residency.

Yeah, I know.

Uh, look, can we meet up
tomorrow? I'll fill you in.

Yeah, sure. That works.

Cool. Thanks, Billie.

[phone beeps]

Phones in your locker at the warehouse.

Yeah, yeah, sorry. My bad.

-You know that.
-Yeah.

What's with the limp? You okay, Randolph?

Oh, I'm-I'm doing great.
Thanks for your concern.

I want to talk to you about Bosley.

I don't get it.

What is your beef with Dr. Bosley?

-Is this personal?
-I've never met the man.

I told you last week,
Dr. Elkins was looking

-into the Emily Benesch case.
-Well, you know…

She didn't.

These are five more complaints
against Bosley

for catastrophic outcomes that the board

didn't look into either.

[sighs] Look…

I-I'm just not familiar with

the details of these old complaints

off the top of my head,

but I can tell you that,
if we made the decision

not to investigate,

we had good reasons.

See, I can't imagine what those

could possibly be.

Randolph, you're a good man,
and I like you.

You can be a very valuable
member of the medical board.

That's what I'm trying to be.

Well, typically,

new members tend to stay on the sidelines

for a period to see how things work

before going full Norma Rae,
you know what I mean?

I'll see you at the
board meeting this afternoon.

All right, Aaron, I found the stent,

and I also found the cause
of your heart attack.

Unfortunately, they're one and the same.

Uh, what does that mean?

The stent your doctors placed
is actually blocking

one of the other arteries in your heart.

That's why you were feeling so much pain.

AJ, the rest of his vessels are pristine.

Cholesterol's low, no family history…

[Conrad] Looks like the stent
was placed in the location

of a coronary artery dissection.
Are we thinking the same thing?

[Austin] Yeah. It sickens me to say this,

but you never should have had
a cath in the first place.

Worse, the cardiologist tore blood vessels

when he put it in, which is why
the procedure was so painful.

I should prepare to see my maker.

No need to pack your bags.

You will get to your next
great achievement.

Aaron,

what was the name of your cardiologist?

[knock on door]

Eliza, this is Dr. Billie Sutton,

and she is a neurosurgeon,

and I've asked her to talk to you.

Hi, Eliza.

I've seen that expression
on your face too many times.

You have a plan to fix me,

but I am unfixable.

I don't want to go through this again.

I-I get that.

And, truth be told,
my plan might not work.

[Devon] The success rate
of deep brain stimulation

for depression is about 50%.

That is a broad definition of success,

from modest improvement
to complete absence of symptoms.

Deep brain stimulation?

A small conductor, an electrode,

is permanently placed
in a specific region of the brain.

The conductor carries
a low-level impulse from a battery

to the area of the brain
that regulates mood.

What could possibly go wrong?

In very rare circumstances,
a hemorrhage can occur.

Which would conceivably
turn me into a can of peas.

Well, like I said,
that outcome is very rare,

and I'm very good at this.

And here's the part you might like…

Can't imagine what that would be.

Well, first we have to scan your brain.

Then, I give you a tour of the organ

that's not only the source
of your literary success,

but the thing that wants you dead.

I'll pull some strings to get you out

-of the ER while you wait.
-[Eliza] Mm.

We'll be back.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Aaron is stable,

but I can't undo the injury
his heart has sustained.

Once a blood vessel's been torn,
it can tear again.

And an acute clot could form,

cause him more heart attacks.

His cardiac function has decreased

to only a third of what it should be.

-In time, it could improve.
-It's all wrong,

and the worst part is,

the procedure was entirely unnecessary.

Look, I got a quick errand I got to run.

I'll be back as fast as I can.

I'll hold the pastor in the ER,
keep an eye on him.

-Yeah, man.
-I'll update you.

This is the cerebrum…

[machine beeps]

…where consciousness, emotion, perception,

and memory are all integrated.

Like any other part of the body,

pathways of connections
can be too strong or too weak,

and when they are weak, we try
to augment them with medications,

you know, SSRIs, ECT…

-But those didn't work.
-Which is why we get

to try something more intense.

We would place electrodes

here and here.

Like a pacemaker for the brain
instead of the heart.

The electrodes stimulate Brodmann area 25,

which is like the interstate
highway of nerve connections,

or white matter,

and it's sitting right on top

of a huge serotonin depot.

It's like drilling
for a well of happiness.

If you like that image.

Reminds me of those
flimsy claws at arcades

that kids dump their money into
and try to grab a prize,

but they never get one.

Well, DBS has much higher odds
of success than those claws.

Define success.

We banish the hell in your head

but keep the heavenly talent.

I won't wake up

and be someone else,

will I?

Everyone facing DBS asks that question.

Surely not everybody.

Look, they say in Alcoholics Anonymous,

if you sober up a horse thief,

all you have is a sober horse thief.

You will remain you,

but a happy you.

You're describing a stranger.

[Austin] You know, I really appreciate you

making time for me on such short notice,

Dr. Pellington.

Well, I'm glad we could
make it work, Mr. Austin.

Now, as you know, we took
a picture of your heart

a few minutes ago, I sure am glad we did.

It revealed some extra beats.

Now, we have a fancy term for that.

It's called premature
ventricular contractions,

but the important thing is,

it may have shown a blockage

in your arteries
that feed blood to your heart,

and that's the first step
to a heart attack.

Whoa, a heart attack.

[sighs] C-Can I take a look at that?

-Oh, sure, sure.
-Thanks.

You are one lucky man

because we can do a cardiac cath.

That's a procedure

where we can get a better view
of those arteries,

and if there is blockages,

which I suspect there will be,

we can open 'em right up. Any questions?

Yeah, just one.

Did you go into medicine
intending to become a fraud?

Excuse me?

I'm a cardiothoracic surgeon

at Chastain Park Memorial,

and you and I both know that
my EKG is normal.

There is no medical reason
to take me to cath,

just like there wasn't
for Pastor Aaron either.

I could point to hundreds…

Pastor Aaron is in our ICU

right now as a result of the botched stent

you put in when you dissected

his LAD during an unnecessary cath.

So, not only are you greedy,

you are incompetent at best.

I don't know what the hell
you think you're getting at,

but everything I did is legal.

Legal? Really?

You know, that's a pretty
low bar for a doctor.

I'll tell you what, Pellington,

if my friend takes a turn for the worse,

you will find yourself
on the losing end of a lawsuit

with me as the expert witness.

Aaron.

How you doing?

I was just working on next week's sermon.

You know, today's been all about me,

and earlier you mentioned
about being pulled back in

the pain of your wife's death,
before we got interrupted.

And it will continue to be all about you.

Numbers look good. Any chest pain?

Ah, nothing significant.

You and I are in the "you" business.

-You let me do my job.
-[chuckling]

This resurgence of grief,

have you had any big recent
changes in your life?

Crazy work stuff the past week.

[exhales] Have you been

stepping out with any women
since Nic's death?

Eh… one. Nothing serious.
Potentially others.

-They all come with complications.
-Yeah.

Yeah, and I'm sure that you had
those complications with Nic.

Yeah, but the baggage was mostly mine.

[laughs]

You know, my experience with

counseling widowers is that
guilt and loyalty

can toss you back into the original grief.

Maybe.

Hey.

If it's this woman,

or if it's that woman, you deserve

your next great romantic achievement.

[heart monitor beeping rapidly]

Patient's in V tach! I need a crash cart!

[groans]

He's pulseless. Now in V fib.

We need to shock. Get the pads on.

[grunts]

Charging. And clear.

Now.

Still in V fib.

Get me a bolus of amio and shock again.

[Conrad grunts]

Charging.

Clear. And shock.

[Aaron gasps]

-He has a pulse.
-[Hundley] Sinus rhythm.

But if this happens again, he is not…

When it happens again,
he won't survive it.

Let's get him to the ICU. I'll page AJ.

-Hey, what's going on?
-I got him out of V fib, but…

Hey. Right here, I got you, brother.

His left ventricle is barely contracting.

Down to about 15%. He couldn't tolerate

the refractory arrhythmia.

We can't fix his coronary arteries

with more stents. They're too damaged.

I'm gonna have to take a vessel
from his chest and go around it.

From an unnecessary cath
to open-heart surgery.

[monitor beeps]

[sighs]

His systolic's dropping to the 60s.

I need more pressure than that

-to do surgery.
-I'm maxed out on pressors.

We're gonna have to put him on ECMO.

Wh-What's going on, fellas?

AJ needs to perform bypass surgery,

so we're gonna put you on a machine

that will take over for your heart,

so your heart can survive
the procedure, okay?

If God wants me at His table right now,

I have faith in Him.

Have faith in me.

I'm gonna do my best to make you
late for that dinner.

You hear me?

I am glad to see that you
agreed to the DBS.

Of course, you'll be
under psychiatric care

for some time after the surgery, but…

have you thought about
what kind of support you're gonna need

when you get back into your life?

Well, if this works,

I'll be happy, right? So…

I won't need anything.

I started reading your first book.

Hmm. Enjoy it while you can.

And that description
of the conversation that you had

with your therapist after
your first suicide attempt…

About falling in love with

my depression.

[Devon] Yeah.

It's hard to conceive of that.

Well, for most people, it's…

impossible, which is…

why this is all so futile.

[monitor beeping]

-Are you okay?
-Yeah.

Yeah, I'm just, I'm just tired.

This is so weird.

-Eliza?
-Hmm? Yeah.

Hey.

My God, she pulled out her A-line!

I need another set of hands in here!

Eliza, I'm not letting you go.

Please…

give us a chance.

Okay, so, remember, stay calm,
avoid an accusatory tone.

But just share your truth.

Yeah. Okay.

I'm nervous, but I can do that.

I wouldn't put you
in front of these people

if I didn't think you could reach them.

Okay.

Okay. All right. Here we go.

I'm gonna move that chair.

Just the top of the table.

Okay.

[Elkins] Uh…

Who is this woman, Dr. Bell?

You didn't mention that you were
bringing a guest this morning.

[Bell] This is Emily Benesch.

She's gonna tell us her story,

and we are going to listen.

[Emily] The last time I walked
on my own two feet,

it was into Dr. Bosley's practice.

The man I was engaged to marry

left me after I was paralyzed.

[exhales]

I can't… [sighs] …turn over in bed,

reach a book on the shelf,

get out of my house, into a car,

through a store without pain and struggle.

And why?

Because no one stopped a man

who should never have been
operating to begin with.

You sit in here and review
his explanations.

Accidents happen,

but again and again?

Who else will end up like me?

Would you send your wife to him?

Your son?

Your father?

Then why a stranger?

I know that a very high
percentage of doctors

are-are competent

and good people.

And the few who ruin

people's lives,

they're… are repeat offenders.

Like Dr. Bosley.

If a hundred good doctors do nothing

about one bad one,

then we've got 101 bad doctors.

You owe it to yourselves.

You owe it to me.

Thank you, Emily.

We'll pass this up to
the complaint division and…

discuss the status of the investigation

on a weekly basis.

Thank you.

The ECMO's giving his heart some relief,

but this is as strong as he's gonna get.

If I don't operate now, there might not be

-any heart muscle left to save.
-Yeah, it's time.

Let's hope he's strong enough to survive.

All right, the first graft is complete.

This LAD is gonna be a little tougher.

4.0 Prolene to me.

Suturing over the dissection.

[Chu] You're using both
internal mammary arteries for grafts.

Is there a risk
of recurring heart disease?

Oh, good question, Chu.

Not in a man who doesn't
actually have heart disease.

Both anastomoses complete.

Removing the clamp.

[Chu] Let me know when you're ready.

I am in position.

Let's hit the reset button

on the good pastor's
new and improved heart.

-Starting with five joules.
-[whirring]

-[Chu] Going up to ten.
-[beeping]

[whirring]

[Austin sighs]

Take it to 20.

[beeping]

[whirring]

Come on.

[sighs]

[Billie] I'm placing the electrode.

Now, there are no pain receptors
in the brain,

so this won't hurt.

That's ironic.

[Billie] Advancing the electrode.

60 millimeters.

78 millimeters.

We're at the target region.

Dr. Malco?

Pass it over to me.

For what it's worth, I feel no different.

I…

maybe feel worse, even.

Perhaps because now

my head is screwed into a metal frame.

We haven't turned it on yet, Eliza.

-That's what I'm about to do.
-[Eliza] Oh.

-[machine beeps]
-Two volts.

Eliza, rate your mood
on a scale of zero to ten.

Unchanged.

Zero.

Adjusting to four volts.

And now?

Nothing.

-[machine beeps]
-Six volts.

Eliza, how about now?

Eliza, are you okay?

I'm…

-I'm…
-[Malco] Eliza, if we

-went too far we can turn it down.
-[Eliza] No.

No. Don't-don't-don't turn it back down.

Don't-don't…

Don't do anything.

Tell us how you feel, Eliza.

[Eliza] I feel calm?

Everything…

everything seems… brighter.

[chuckles]

Is…?

Could this be… [chuckles]

Could this be happiness?

[chuckles]

Well, against all odds, Aaron's alive

with plenty more sermons to give.

Yeah, well, it's a flawed victory.

His heart is permanently damaged,

and he'll spend his life exhausted.

All because of unnecessary tests
and useless procedures

that were detrimental to his health.

You know, I talked to Bell, now
that he's on the medical board.

Ah, let me guess. The system is so broken,

Pellington won't face any ramifications.

Bingo.

There's literally nothing we can do.

Maybe not, but there is always karma.

So we'd like to think.

♪ Like the beating of life in my veins ♪

♪ I know there's gonna be ♪

♪ Some brighter days ♪

♪ I know there's ♪

♪ Gonna be some brighter days ♪

♪ I swear that love will find ♪

♪ You in your pain ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I feel it in me like ♪

♪ The beating of life in my veins ♪

♪ I know there's gonna be ♪

♪ Some brighter days ♪

♪ I know there's gonna be… ♪

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, yeah, Nic has just…

Nic has just been on my mind.

And…

and what we do,

just…

watching people slide to the very edge

while we fight to save them.

Yeah.

Yeah, like we're surrounded by loss.

Past, present, the future.

Ours, other people's.

Look, man, I'm preparing

for my mother's passing.

And when she does, I…

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

I know I'll never know another like her.

No.

There are some holes you just can't fill.

Yeah.

♪ I know there's gonna be some brighter ♪

♪ Days ♪

[knock on door]

[exhales]

Go ahead, ask.

How are you feeling?

[laughs] Good.

Weird. Um, hopeful.

Scared. Bionic.

I feel like I'm at one
of those all-you-can-eat

buffet restaurants,
only it's for emotions.

[chuckles]

Sounds dizzying,

but an improvement.

Dr. Malco has a few options for
psychiatric treatment centers,

and they all accept your insurance,

and they're gonna take you right away.

[Billie] You'll come back
and see me in two weeks,

and I'll adjust your stim level
if necessary.

Okay.

Uh, thank you…

for not letting me go.

Of course.

Days like this, I love being a doctor.

-Best job in the world.
-[chuckles]

Bell.

Bell, Bell, Bell.

You know, I thought I had the deepest,

highest-octane reservoir

of ego, but, brother,
your vanity makes mine blush.

[Conrad] Randolph, you are my friend,

but it's a good thing
you don't have cancer because

you're not a good enough friend

for me to shave off this.
This is like a silken

-masterpiece up here.
-[Austin] That it is, it is.

So…

What do you say?

Okay, I will take this…

walking stick,

but not because I'm old or infirm,

but because it's really cool.

[laughter]

-Thanks, guys.
-You got it.

Well, you look good.

You okay?

I am.

I'm good.

[Trevor sighs]

So, what's going on?

Okay, first…

I'm not sure I want to be a doctor.

I went into it for the wrong reasons.

Why did you go into it?

I wanted to be the person I thought
you'd love enough to wish you'd kept me.

Now I realize you were a child.

That's why you couldn't keep me.

I know we both suffered.

Right now it feels like being a doctor

won't give me what it gives you.

The good news is, being an MD

opens up a lot of opportunities.

Yeah. I…

got a job in research and development

at a biotech start-up.

Drug chemistry, my sweet spot.

But I'm gonna do it,
you know, by the rules.

-[both chuckle]
-Try to make a difference.

I don't know. We'll see what happens.

I'm happy for you, Trevor.

And I'm very proud.

Yeah, since Porter,

since giving you away, I…

It had been inconceivable to me

that I could ever feel maternal
towards anyone.

I never wanted kids.

But you forced me to meet you,

and what had been inconceivable happened.

Something opened up in me.
No, these last couple of weeks,

when I didn't know where you were

or what you were doing…

I was beside myself with worry.

Which I suspect means
I was feeling a little bit

like a real mother.

You are my son.

Nothing can ever change that.

And I love you.

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