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Dr. Larsen

has no recollection

of the last eight years.

We were together.
Amy and me.

The woman created a toxic
work environment.

She cannot do procedures

or discuss course of action with
patients' families.

I thought the autopsy
cleared you.

The pathologist

didn't catch the problem.

But if Dr. Larsen

ever remembers--

Then make sure she fails.

Are you married?
I hope she appreciates

what she has.

You were always my friend.

But I wasn't yours, was I?

Tyler, do you take Kayla to be
your wife?

Do you promise to love, comfort
and keep her,

for better or worse,
in sickness and in health,

so long as you both shall live?

I do.

And Kayla, do you take
Tyler to be your husband?

Do you promise to love, comfort
and keep him,

for better or worse, in sickness
and in health,

so long as you
both shall live?

I don't--

I don't feel so good.

Hey, hey!

Kayla? Kayla? Kayla!

Somebody get a doctor!

So, your visit
to the site of the accident

elicited nothing?

No.

And the car ride from
the cabin

is still the last
thing you remember?

The Freeze Tag.
And then that. Yeah.

And how is it at the condo?

On the set of
"Nine and a Half Weeks"?

Lots of medical books.

No memory hits of Mickey
Rourke yet.

And no familiarity
at all?

Like realizing you know where
the fuse box is?

I don't think I know what
a fuse box looks like.

Anything surprising?

That doesn't go along with your
older memories.

I seem to have developed
an obsession with beige

and there's this energy
powder on the kitchen counter

that I absolutely detest.

Sense of taste can
be affected by TBI.

And you haven't gone
into the old house?

It'll be important for you
to get over there soon.

I haven't had the nerve
to ask Michael.

And his new wife.

She may not appreciate
the two of you mending.

I thought you said
you liked her.

Oh, I do. Doesn't mean
she's not gonna be territorial

about her man.

Oh! Baby's moving!

Combing through my old texts,
it seems like the only action

I've gotten is some
guy named Alan?

For like a couple
of months last year?

Nice guy, bad in bed.

Not worth revisiting.

So, only one guy since
Michael?

Am I auditioning
to become a nun?

You were very focused
on your work.

Ah. Unlike now.

Can I just ask how has
she not figured it out yet?

I've heard she finally got
access to her emails

and her texts. Were you really
that undercover about it?

Ah, no, we just we only used
WhatsApp,

and I guess it's not
recoverable.

You could always just
tell her.

Lie and say what a great
lay you were.

Hey there.

Morning.
- Good morning.

Ah, Dr. Miller texted, he said
that I'd be following you today.

Room 617.
I'll see you there.

All right, somebody's gotta
tell me what I did to her.

Don't worry about it.
It's just a chemistry thing.

Oh, come-- come on, Jake.

Her second week
as a med student,

you told her she shouldn't
be a doctor.

It just went downhill
after that.

Oh, wow.

You actually told me I should
consider law school.

But that was just 'cause
I knew how to argue with you.

I'm not sure if this is still
how you like it but...

Oh, what is it?

That is iced coffee
with extra oat milk.

Oat milk?

Yeah, it's a,
it's a thing these days.

Good?

Yeah, that's my new

slash old morning pick-me-up.

How did you know?

Uh, any respectable kiss ass
knows the boss's coffee order.

I am so, so sorry, Tyler.

I guess I just forgot to eat.

Hey, it's fine, babe.

You know, this is gonna be
a hilarious story

we tell the kids one day.

And we even hired
a photographer

to immortalize the moment,
should I ever--

Babe, what's the matter?

Just, um--headache.

Listen, everything
is probably fine,

but your blood pressure
is a bit high,

and ED requested admission to do
a syncope workup

and to just monitor
post-concussive symptoms.

Okay.

Uh, what's a syncope?

Sorry. It's just a fancy
word for fainting.

Your urine tox shows Benzos
in your system?

I may have taken a Xanax
from a friend

to help with the nerves
of today.

I thought it could be my
"something borrowed"

and "something blue."

So, just one pill, today?

Okay.

Maybe on and off,
for a month or two.

You didn't tell me about this.

- I didn't want to worry you.
- Well...

Well, should I be worried?

That you had to dope yourself up
to get through the last
couple of months?

I'm not doping myself up,
Tyler. It's just Xanax.

Okay, I'm gonna run a few labs
real quick,

and I'll leave you
two to talk.

Almost done here, Sam.

This is Amy.
She'll be helping out today.

Amy, this is Nancy,
Eric and Sam.

- Hi, nice to meet you all.
- Nice to meet you.

Sam's been suffering
from diffuse bone pain,

rash and overall weakness.

This happened last time, too.

You're gonna be okay.

Side effects of Filpogen
treatment.

This isn't even the main event.

So, you're prepping
for a stem cell transplant.

You know I can hear all
of you guys, right?

- Oh!
- And this is Leo,

Sam's brother.

"The Main Event,"

suffering from terminal
hell.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, Leo.

He's next door in a positive
air-pressure isolation room.

But he likes to be
able to see Sam.

Otherwise, he has to put on all
the PPE

or talk to me through glass
like Hannibal Lecter.

This is Leo's third
recurrence.

Sam's always been the donor.

Uh-huh.
And when were those?

Uh, first one was in 2018,

the second one three
years later.

I was assisting
Dr. Miller on that.

You were at a medical
conference.

So what day are we with
Sam's Filpogen?

- Two.
- So, three more to go.

Mm-hm.
That's still the protocol.

And Leo's just got one more
chemo infusion

to prep for the treatment.

Thus, the isolation.

His pain's getting worse.

It's going up my shoulder.

Which means complications with
the spleen, right?

This happened the last time.
- And he's got a headache.

Okay, can we give him
something for the pain?

A small dose of Oxy, maybe?

You wanna give
a 14-year-old Oxy?

Should we just sort of stop
the video for a minute

so we can just talk to Sam
for a moment?

No, you shut that off, and
that's not going to go well.

Hey,
I know this is hard,

but you can do this, right?
You're a brave boy.

We can do this together.

Right?

We can do this together?

We'll take Sam down
to radiology

for an abdominal CAT
scan to check out his belly

and to look at his spleen.

Thank you.
We appreciate that.

You remember he's
claustrophobic

in the CT scanner?

From the last time,
you made him do this?

We're gonna take good
care of him, Leo.

Just hang in there,
Babe. Almost there.

I know what you must think
of us putting Sam through this.

I ...

My son was diagnosed with
a heart condition

when he was five.

So, I know that dread
you're feeling.

And I understand doing
everything you can to save him.

Uh, Leo was 3 when
we found out.

It broke us but kept us
together at the same time.

And Nancy was already pregnant
with Sam

but didn't stop people

from whispering
"saviour sibling."

Not a fan of that label.

And the other parents
at school

they stare at us like
we're freaks. But...

I mean, what, are we
supposed to let Leo die?

When there's a chance that this
could work.

Might get us a few more
years with him.

There's nothing I wouldn't do.

So, you're not going to get
any judgment from me.

Your brother asked to speak
to you in person.

So, I know it's a lot of gear
to put on,

so if you don't want to--

I can just talk to him
from the anteroom.

Okay.

So, how'd the CT go?

Fine.
No big deal.

Well, you look like
hell, little bro.

Look who's talking.

You were never this bad
before on day two.

They say it usually gets
worse when you're older.

And if you've had
to do it before.

They never had to keep you
in the hospital during the prep.

I don't see how you're gonna
get through

three more rounds
of this.

It's just only three
more days.

But you said each day is like
10 times worse

than the day before, remember?

From the last time?

I was 11.

I was exaggerating.

Was he, Dr. Maitra?

No.

Okay, well, I'm not
gonna let you die.

So just stop, okay? Stop!

So, what am I gonna
owe you this time?

All your baseball cards.

- Yeah.
- And get Mom to let me keep
an X-Box in my room.

Deal.

What's wrong? You, okay?

I'm fine.

I'm pregnant.

I thought this was impossible.

I did too.

But it's kind of like
a miracle.

No?

Nora had an ultrasound
this morning.

We're having a boy.

I'm sure that's a lot.

She thinks it'll be easier
if I rip the Band-Aid off

and tell Amy.

Easier? No.

But putting it off doesn't
help anyone.

How do you think
she'll take it?

Absolutely no idea.

Well, that's very helpful.

Part of you is still
in love with her.

Probably always will be.

And now, for the first time
since Danny,

she's looking at you like
she loves you, too.

And, boy, did you miss that.

Please tell me if I'm wrong.

What? Are we in a session?

You sat down on that couch.

You'll do it soon?

Because you're leaving the rest
of us who know,

especially Katie in a pretty
awkward spot.

Oh, sorry.
Am I interrupting?

It's fine.
I'm just leaving.

Um.

I got a psych consult I need
for a possible runaway bride.

You got a few minutes?

Sam's CT results
came back.

His spleen's enlarged.

More than normal
for a Filpogen course.

Dr. Miller is gonna suggest

they take a beat before
Sam's next dose.

Why? Is it close to rupturing?

No, but the kid's scared
and in pain.

If he's scared, delaying it's
just gonna prolong that.

And Leo's already done
two weeks

of chemo and radiation to
get ready for this.

To what end?

Keeping him alive.

For how long?
And at what cost?

Hey. A lot of people
have commitment issues now.

Yeah, seven years
and three proposals

to get her to that altar.

I thought I was being romantic,

you know?
Hanging in there?

Now I think I'm just the world's
biggest sap.

I mean, fainting during
your vows?

If you believe even a little
in the universe

sending you a sign...

It happens more often
than you think.

The fainting, I mean.

Hey, um, is it terrible

that I almost hope something's
wrong with her today?

'Cause at least that would prove

she's not scared to marry me, right?

I mean, look, man,
I'm, I'm divorced,

so probably not the best person

to be giving relationship
advice.

But, if you really love her,

what's a little more time to
make sure she's ready?

So? What's the deal?

That's privileged,
but you can go in and see her
and ask her yourself.

Was she looking for a way out?

No, you cynic.

Okay, well, you're gonna
have to convince me.

Most anxiety manifests

in anticipation of something
feeling traumatic.

In my experience, when someone
collapses at an event like this,

it's usually because
they've been in denial

about their fears leading up
to it.

But Kayla, she's been
white-knuckling it for months,

blowing up in her mind how
scary it would be.

So, when the day finally came,

she should have actually
calmed down.

Yeah, that seems pretty
counterintuitive.

Oh, she's anxious about
getting married.

But popping a Xanax,

that was her scratching and
clawing her way to the altar.

She loves him and wants
to get over the finish line.

So, there's a physical
cause here.

If she was really relieved,

her blood pressure would be
going down.

So, how'd Sam's scan go?

I'm not permitted to discuss
the results of his test.

But I can tell you that
the stem cell transplant

is scheduled to move forward.
So that's a good thing.

In whose eyes?

I get that you're concerned
about your brother--

Do you know this is
the third time?

The first one bought me 25
months of remission,

the second 14.

Everyone knows the results
are worse each time.

- There have been cases--
- Oh, give me a break!

Doctors won't even allow
an adult to donate

more than three times because
it's too brutal on the body.

So, what's it doing
to a 14-year-old?

He's already halfway through
and you have all committed--

They committed! I didn't
have a damn say!

So, you're here now to
double team me?

My Mom send you in here
to do her bidding?

- Absolutely not.
- Why is she pushing me so hard?

I honestly don't know!

Do you think we're doing
the right thing?

As long as Sam's spleen--

There's something wrong
with his spleen?

If it ruptures,
he could die, right?

We are monitoring it
very closely, Leo,

and if there's any threat,
we'll stop the Filpogen.

Do you have any idea what
this has done to him?

Eight years old, being dragged
to hospitals for tests

and blood draws and IV bags.

I'm 12, and I can see him
shaking with fear.

And there's my Mom, whispering
in his ear what a hero he is.

And now we're back,
this time he's 11,

freaking out in
the CT scan

and now he has a hard time
getting into an elevator,

or being on the bottom of
a bunk bed

'cause that machine
made him claustrophobic.

And there's my Mom again,
"You're so brave, Sam.

You're so brave."

But he's not.

He's terrified and
he doesn't want to do this!

He just doesn't want to say it,
and they refuse to see it!

And now they're willing
to risk his life?

You're 18, Leo.

If you don't want to do this,
you do not have to.

So, you're saying call
a flag on the play here?

No, I don't think that's
what she's saying.

If you're worried about Sam,

we can look for
a different donor.

It would be incredibly
difficult

to find a match as
good as Sam is.

Doesn't mean
it's not possible.

Then we could send him home.

For good.

Leo, think about what
you're saying.

You're basically talking
about giving up entirely.

Giving up what? What kind of
a life do you think I even have?

While they destroy his.

Okay, look, I know that you
must feel so much guilt

for the pain that he's going
through, but--

Amy, can I have a word
outside?

Are you even thinking about

what that would do to this
family?

Yeah.
Liberate them.

That is not for you to decide.

I'm not.
That's the point.

He is an adult with rights

and I don't work for you
anymore.

So, back off, please.

Hey, honeymooners,
how're you doing?

Just replaced the IV
for Kayla.

Recording her vitals now.

Okay, so we're giving you
Labetalol, it's a beta-blocker,

to help bring your blood
pressure down.

I wanna get that under control

before we start a whole barrage
of tests.

Wait, you still
don't know what this is?

It could be a lot of things.

And at this point, speculating,

it's kinda like Googling
symptoms,

it's just gonna make
you worry.

So, what tests are you
planning to do?

Once her blood pressure
is under control,

12-lead ECG, troponin, thyroid
labs, cardiac echo,

brain MRI,
maybe a stress test--

Okay, good.
Do them all. Now.

- Tyler, please! Calm down.
- No, I'm not gonna calm down.

You know why? Because my job,
as your husband,

is to take care of you.

And that's what this is.

Now, if you don't want that,
then maybe we have bigger
problems.

Okay, quiet.

How long ago did you
start the Labetalol?

Five minutes ago,
if that.

Okay.
Stop the drip.

- What's happening?
- She has a reflexive spike

in hypertension.

Basically, I gave you
a drug

to bring your blood
pressure down,

and instantly it's going in
the wrong direction.

What does that mean?

Likely there's a lesion on
your adrenal gland,

but I need to run more
tests to confirm.

A lesion? I-i-is it serious?

We'll know more soon.

Send blood and urine
metanephrines

and get her set up with
radiology ASAP.

You just hang in there, sweetheart.

We're going to get through
this, okay? We're almost there.

How's it going, bud?
How's your shoulder?

Can I get any more pain meds?

There you go! He wants more
Oxy, congratulations!

Would you please stop that!
It's a very low dose

and the hospital's extremely
careful.

You're not helping Sam
with any of this!

Please, everyone,
stop fighting.

It's gonna be okay.

Couple more days and
it'll all be over.

No! No, I'm saying
it's gonna be over right now!

What are you talking about?

I'm not doing this.

And neither is he.

Sweetheart, I know that
you're scared,

and you don't want your brother
to have to go through this,
but--

Just stop it!
Please, I don't want to hear
these same speeches anymore!

They're not speeches!
It's the truth!

Your truth! Not mine!

I'm 18 now,
and you can't force me!

So, stop Sam's treatments
and take him home!

Is that what you want?
Honey, do you want to stop?

No.

I just wanna help.

Well, what do you expect
him to say

when you've made his whole
life about saving me?

You don't feel that way,
do you?

Just lay off him!

This is my decision,

and my doctor supports it!

So, just stop!

You convinced him to give up
on his life?

Is that what he's saying?

Is it?

I think we're gonna have to
take this to our administrators.

Well, I think it's pretty
clear that Dr. Maitra

needs to be removed
from Leo's case!

We understand your anger.

Do you? Do you have children
with a fatal disease?

As a matter of fact, I did.

I lost a son.

You must think
that I'm--

I don't-- I'm sorry. I don't,
I don't even know what to say.

You couldn't have known.

But I think it's a good idea
if you lower the temperature

and stop assuming
we're conspiring

to prevent you from saving
your child.

We understand.

It's a difficult situation
for everybody.

And we want to help you
navigate through it.

He just thinks he's trying to
protect Sam from pain.

But what about the pain that
he's gonna have to feel

when he has to bury his brother?

Or the guilt that he's gonna
have to carry

when he grows up and he realizes

that his brother sacrificed
himself to spare him?

Listen, there's no way to
answer those questions,

but we think that you need to
talk to them both.

Just find out what
they're feeling.

Maybe you can get this back
on the course that you want,

without making them feel like
they don't have a say.

She's right.

We just, we gotta slow down
and talk to them.

And we have
counselors here

to facilitate that if that's
what you want.

Yeah, that'd be good.

But we can't stop
Sam's Filpogen treatments

without derailing the entire
process!

And Leo just had his last chemo
treatment this morning!

So, what are you saying?

Leo can say that he doesn't
want the transplant,

but he can't control
what we do with Sam.

We proceed with
the third treatment.

And by day five,
Leo will realize

that we're not stopping,
and that Sam is okay,

and there'll be no point
in fighting us.

- All done.
- Hi.

Got the results?

So, the scan does confirm that
you have a lesion

on your adrenal gland.
An endocrine tumour.

- Tumour?
- Like, cancer?

I feel pretty confident that
the tumour itself is benign.

Feels like there's a "but"
at the end of that.

You have what's called
Pheochromocytoma.

Basically, what's happening is,

that tumour is over-activating
your stress response.

You'll need surgery to remove
it, but given its location,
there are risks.

Like what?

If your blood pressure spikes
on the table,

stroke, heart attack,
aneurysm rupture.

Okay, wow.

Now, the risks if you wait
are more or less similar,

so I would advise doing
the surgery.

Hey.

Hey.
It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna get through this.

I love you, you know.

Came to tell you,
you were right.

Gotta be more specific,
I'm often right.

Our runaway bride.
She has a tumour.

You could've texted that.

Me and Amy were together.

What do you mean?

We were seeing each other.

When?

For five months.
Before the accident.

Oh, come on.

Look, I know she usually
tells you everything--

There's nothing
of yours in her condo.

There's my toothbrush,

which I'm sure didn't leave much
of an impression on her.

And my Re-vita-lize powder
in the kitchen.

The one that she hates.

I wanna tell her.

Do you have any idea

how much she's being scrutinized
right now?

If it came out

that she was sleeping with her
direct subordinate--

Well, she's my subordinate
now.

So, you want me to back
your play?

That's why you're telling
me this?

I was good for her, Gina.

I made her happy.

Yeah, well, clearly,
I wouldn't know

one way or the other.

But I can tell you this,

six weeks ago, she woke up still
in love with her husband.

So, if I were you,
I'd let that play out.

Maybe she needs to know there's
something good on the horizon.

Even if she's not ready.

I'm guessing
you've been up all night.

I'm just trying to
keep my eyes

on what I can control.

The treatment plans and...

making sure that the boys get
taken care of at school.

Man, you don't expect this
to become your life

and then suddenly it is and--

You can't even remember what
it was like before?

Look, this might be an
over reach, but...

how would you feel about me
trying to talk to Leo?

What I did was the right
thing for my patient.

And it's my understanding

you worked with them
a few years ago?

That's right.

So, you had a bias
coming into it.

You mean an opinion.

That Sam's been used for his
body parts his whole life?

No one's saying this
is an easy situation.

But did you think about a psych
consult or a social worker

before pushing this kid into
the nuclear option?

There wasn't time
for a consult

and that mother wasn't
going to budge.

"That mother."

Yes!

The next time you have

such a visceral negative
reaction

to a patient
or their family member,

I would suggest you ask
Dr. Miller

to change your assignment.

Right. And who
said I "pushed" Leo?

Because there was only one
other person in the room

when that conversation
took place.

The parents certainly believe
you did

and based on your attitude,
I'm not convinced otherwise.

So, now I'm under
investigation.

The incident will undergo
a complete assessment.

Well, I hope I get the same
latitude

that some other doctors in
my department seem to enjoy.

This situation has nothing
to do with Dr. Larsen's,

and I'd be careful with an
insinuation like that.

Understood.

Am I done here?

Hey, how are you feeling?

First 12 hours after chemo
are always the worst.

I'm so sorry.

I can't imagine how much
pain you're in.

My whole life's been pain.

I'm used to it.

But him...

they're gonna keep pumping
that poison into him.

No matter what I say or do.

The only thing they are
thinking about is saving you.

Can you tell them I'm never
gonna forgive them?

I don't think they care
about that right now.

He's supposed to be starting
high school.

But they had to hold him
back a year

'cause he fell so far
behind.

The pity party's turning
him into a freak.

I understand that you're
angry.

But I think you know that
everything they are doing

is coming from a place of love

and their fear of losing you.

I understand what it's like,
because I lost a child.

Leo?

Code Blue!

What's happening in there?

No! No! No, no, no, no.

Stop that!
What are you doing?

Call Dr. Maitra,
patient's coding!

He signed a DNR!
You cannot resuscitate!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Amy, please save him!
No, keep going!

- Please--
- He signed a DNR, Amy!
You can't override that!

Help him now!
Please, please,
please, please!

Please, help him!
Save him!

Help him!
Please!

Help him now, please!

Three mornings in a row.

I don't know if
I can do it again.

I know this must be
terrifying.

It's not just that.

Then what?

I'm afraid.

That...

the kid will never
have my heart.

Oh, I know it must
feel that way.

But you're not her.

And your heart is not shut.

This is good, Michael.

This is good.

Apparently, he managed
to convince Dr. Lawrence

to sign off on the DNR
last night while I was home.

And you wouldn't have
signed it?

Of course not!

What do you think of me?

He's okay.

He's still sleeping,

but he's stable.

We, we, we don't know
how to thank you.

He may be stable,
but nothing's resolved.

I think the DNR was him just
acting out of desperation.

Just fed up because none of us
were listening to him.

Except for her.

Excuse me. Dr. Hamda wants
to see you in his office.

I wasn't gonna to let him die!

With his parents screaming at
me to save his life.

What, leaving them unable to
say goodbye?

To ever have any peace?

They would have blamed
themselves

for the rest of their lives.

I assume you remember that
violating a DNR

is normally cause for
suspension, even termination.

I hoped the extenuating
circumstances would be a factor.

Well, Michael was smart enough
to have the parents reach out

to board members to say how
grateful they are.

And that should help.

So, what happens now?

Well, Richard's out for blood.

We cannot afford to dismiss
legitimate issues

and call them crazy, Gina.

He had reasonable concerns

when we decided to bring
you back.

Day one, even though it had
a happy ending,

was pretty bumpy.
Now this.

He wants to put you on
medication

to help you deal
with your impulsivity.

Those medications inhibit
memory recovery!

I told him that there's not
enough evidence

to support that course
of action.

Which led him
to bring up

the Board meeting you crashed.

That was five weeks ago!

We're not putting you on meds.

No. Hell, no!

But you have got to understand

that you were already under
a microscope

to begin with and now
you're on thin ice.

Anything even close
to a violation of protocol,

you're done here.

That's the best you're
gonna get.

Meaning there's a worst?

Well, if Leo decides to file
a formal complaint,

it'll be a very different story
with the board.

I can't even remember how many
nights I've sat by these beds,

imagining all the things

that Leo should've been out
there doing.

Living the life of
a normal, happy boy.

And I don't want to do that
again...

with you...

my sweet angel.

I know that you think that
I haven't stood up

to your mother all these years,

but you have to know that all
she ever wanted was to help you.

And if I ever thought that
she was in the wrong,

I would have put a stop to it.

It was right...

till it wasn't.

And I'm sorry

that we didn't see that.

But we hear you now.

Loud and clear.

Thank you.

And I'm sorry for what
I just put you through.

I shouldn't have asked
for that DNR.

We just ask for one thing.

And that is you do not
give up.

We're gonna leave Sam out
of it from now on,

but there could be other donors

and they may not be
as good a match, but...

it could work.

Please.

Okay.

Yeah?

Yeah.

We can try.

Okay.

I gotta go tell your mother.

I really appreciate what
you've done for me.

For us.

I know what it's like not to
be heard

by the people who are supposed
to love you.

Well, they heard me now.

Maybe it's not too late for you.

Did you keep that
all this time?

You belong on top of
the wedding cake.

Hey, I'm the only one who
dressed right for this!

We barely had any time!

Just in case anything happens,

I didn't want to wait.

I asked the surgeon
to push an hour.

Couldn't say no to a bride
on her wedding day.

Hey, you really want
to do this?

I do.

Surgery was a success.

You'll be able to see
her in a few minutes.

Congratulations, sir.
That was, uh,

that was quite
the wedding day.

We're gonna have a proper
ceremony

one more time next month.

And you better be there!

You let me know.

Whoa! What a day!

What a day!

- Alright.
- Woo!

I really would love to
have you over for dinner.

Just Mama and Katydid.

Like the old days.

Um, yeah.

How about Thursday,
after my practice?

That'd be so great.

See you then, I guess.

Love you.

I love you too, sweetheart.

Hi.

Leo's not filing
any complaint.

And, as a matter of fact,
he wanted me to thank you.

I hope you didn't pressure
him.

His father talked to him,
and he knows right from wrong.

Sonya.

I heard that I said you
shouldn't be a doctor.

I was a fool.

I spoke to Dr. Hamda.

You're not going to be
under investigation.

Thank you.

Of course.

As for her,

anyone else would
be out on the street.

Well, it was a pretty
loaded day.

We all have a responsibility.

If she crosses a line again...

Understood.

Hey!

Hey, I heard you
had a crazy day.

I heard you officiated

a wedding or something.

Something like that.

Bridesmaids left cake.

Mm.

I really needed that,
thank you.

So...

Mm.

Um...

I think this is the same
flavour

that Michael and I had
at our wedding.

Really?

My god, I was so
nervous that day.

- Cold feet?
- No.

I was just excited to start
my life with him.

Sorry.

It's just...

the memories are so much easier
than the way things are now.

Plus, it's pretty sucky

having a unrequited thing
for your boss.

I'm sure.

I'm here.

With an open heart.

Oh.

Hi.

Everything, alright?

There's something
I need to tell you.

Okay.

Nora and I are having a baby.

I know I should have gotten
up the nerve before this.

I...

I, uh...

How far along?

Uh, almost six months.

Oh, so, I already knew
this once?

Like, before the accident?

And how did I take it then?

You said, "Good luck."

I just assumed...

Did we ever try?

No.

That was a long time ago.

Well...

good luck, then.

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