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What's that?

A life needs saving?

Well, it's a good
thing I just had

a nap in our comfy,
cozy on-call room.

Boom!

Our doctors must be well-rested.

Working tired is the
same as working drunk.

Although, from a
liability standpoint,

tired is better than drunk.

But... oh, this room
has a humidifier.

Oh, Jesus!

Shut the door!

They look well-rested.

- So...
- Oh, my God.

- Are they out there?
- Yeah, all of them.

The whole camera
crew is out there.

- What?
- Even the sound guy.

- Oh.
- What's his name?

What is his name?

This morning,
unfortunately, I found

two colleagues misusing
one of on-call rooms

in a sensual manner,

and it doesn't matter who it is.

Oh, man. Who could
it have been?

- Lacy and Paul?
- Nope, wasn't them.

No, I think she's back
with Dr. Richards in Neuro.

Are you serious?
They're together?

Man, ever since that
guy got hair plugs,

he has been unstoppable.

Oh, that whole
department's blowing up.

- Dr. Sullivan just got veneers.
- Wait, really?

Is there a... is there
a text chain I'm not on?

I heard someone saw
Stephanie sneaking out

of the on-call room
before her shift.

- Where did you hear that?
- Hector.

- Oh, bro!
- I'm sorry, man.

You said that was a
secret. I... come on, Matt.

Things change when
you're in charge.

You are out of the loop.

People don't want
to confide in you,

even though you're
a very regular,

very cool person.

But, boy, when I
was just a doctor,

I was a walking "Page Six."

Who has a pill
problem? Oh, Mary.

Who lost custody of her kids?

Also Mary.

Yeah, yeah, Mary had
a lot of problems.

You know, all this hanky-panky,

it might have been
OK in the past,

but times have changed.
No more sex at work.

Come on! How is
there a question?

Yeah, I hate to side
with Joyce here,

but are people really
that desperate to do it

in the same room they go to
watch their grandpas die?

Seriously.

Like, even if we
weren't at work,

who's having midday sex anyway?

Like, that is not a thing

when you're married
with small children.

Trust me, you barely have
time for a nighttime sex.

Oof.

Can we please go back to
guessing who hooked up

instead of doing these
sad lady stand-up bits?

No, wait, I'm
not... I'm not...

Alex, Alex, you
don't have to justify

your troubled
marriage to anybody.

I'm not saying that.

I'm saying that
when you're married,

sometimes it's hard to
schedule sex, and so...

Babe, we're just gonna
leave it there, OK?

OK, fine, the jig is up.

It was me and Dr. Taylor in
the on-call room with the...

- well, you know what I used.
- Oh.

Ugh.

Oh, hey, guys.

Um, I feel like I want to
clarify that thing from earlier

because it felt like you
guys thought that was, like,

sad or something.

Do you want us to
say it wasn't sad?

- We'll say whatever you want.
- No.

No, I'm just saying, you
know, when I said that

I have to schedule sex,
I didn't mean it like,

you know, oh, let me
get my planner out,

and I'll just pencil you in.

You know, I mean, sometimes I do

have to do that, though,
because our calendar

will fill up really quickly,

and then months will go by.

It's been months since

you've done it
with your husband?

I don't know the
exact date, Serena.

Do you need to
check the planner?

It's been three months, OK?

Oh, come on. That
is not that bad.

Three months is, like, 100 days.

If you haven't worked
out in 100 days,

you wouldn't say, "I work out."

You'd say, "I
used to work out."

Just like you used to have sex.

OK, but it's not like
we don't want to.

It's just, with kid stuff and
house stuff and my promotion,

it's really hard. Ron! Ron!

OK, you were married.

Will you please tell
them that sometimes

intimacy takes a back seat,
and that is completely normal?

Oh, absolutely.

After a few years,
you have kids.

- It just ebbs and flows.
- See? Yeah.

And that is just
called being married.

Well, well, we technically
are no longer married.

I guess it just kept on ebbing.

And now she's on a ski
trip with a guy named Kent,

so I may not be the best
person to talk to this about.

OK, thank... thank
you. Thank you so much.

That's good. You know what?

That... that is not
gonna happen to us, OK?

And we are not gonna
hit 100 days, all right?

I am going to have a talk...

With him today.

Yeah.

I can't imagine going that long.

I have sex once a week.

I tell folks I'm going
to Wendy's for lunch,

but I'm really meeting up with
my ex, Shelly, at her condo.

It's the same Wendy's
bag every time,

and no one can tell
the difference.

Shelly is pretty toxic, though.

Oof. Tuesdays, huh?

Mm-hmm.

The old second-in-command
to Monday.

Well, I guess you
could say that.

Nobody else does, but sure.

It's just been such
a wild week already.

You know, hookups,
affairs, hair plugs.

Ugh.

Did you know about all
this before the meeting?

Pretty much.

Can hardly get any work
done without somebody

coming over to talk
about something stupid.

- Not unlike now.
- Right.

So people are including you
on their little group chats.

That's nice. That's
nice for you.

- Are you jealous?
- No.

I'm concerned about
gossip in general.

- It's bad for morale.
- Right.

When you gossip, you
hurt three people.

You hurt yourself,
you hurt the person

you're gossiping about,

and you hurt the person who
doesn't get to hear the gossip

by making them feel left out.

You know, you could force
everyone to tell you

all of their secrets.
You're the boss.

What?

Well, how would that
even... no, come on.

Come on. How?

How would I do that?

Hey, sweetie.

Um, I was thinking
that maybe later,

you and I could have some
private time, you know?

Like, naked private time.

Yes, Tim, like sex.

Oh, right, I forgot
about poker night.

Um, OK, well, you
know, tomorrow...

tomorrow is totally
booked, too, isn't it?

OK, you know what?

Just meet me here at 2:00, OK?

Yeah, still about the sex.

Hey, team?

Team, I just wanted to
say I'm sorry for earlier

when I was all, "Ah, you
can't do sex stuff at work.

I'm a mean old hag."

Well, that is what you said
and, frankly, how you said it.

Look, things happen,

but I do not need to know
who's doing what with whom.

That is not my business, but
it is very thorny legally.

So HR insists that
all of you fill out

one of these mutual
consent forms.

Ah, yes, how every
passionate encounter begins,

with a form.

Well, that's HR for you.

Damn you, #MeToo, huh?

No, that was important.
It had to happen.

It really did.

Well, I don't know if
you realize this, Joyce,

but this would mean that
you would end up knowing

everyone's personal,
private details.

No, not me. The system.

The system would
know the details.

I'm just a vessel
for the system.

So we should return these to HR?

Uh, no.

You can return
them to, uh, to me.

Yeah, me first, and then
I'll... I'll deal with them.

Legalese and liability,
that's all these are for.

Will I then be informed
of all the relationships

and goings-on? Yes.

Is it my job to
know? Kind of, yes.

Is it required by
HR that I do this?

Girl, where is the fire?

Mm, well, I'm
sneaking my lunch now,

and then later, Tim's
gonna pick me up.

I'll have my full hour.

We're gonna go to the
Courtyard by Marriott

- and, you know, talk.
- Oh, look at you.

- Yeah.
- I'm so proud.

That's how I do it.

Also, the hotel's only,
like, 12 minutes away.

So 12 there, 12 back.

That leaves 36 minutes for
the discussion and, you know,

- general cleanup.
- OK.

- First, wow.
- Mm.

Second, maybe let me throw
some paint on that face

and we change your scrubs.

I don't think Tim's
gonna care, honestly.

I mean, he sees me in sweatpants

most of the time, anyway.

Oh, wow, I can tell by your face

that's maybe part
of the problem.

You gotta keep it spicy.
Seduce him a little.

You can't just be
like, "Hey, bro, wanna

- in 12 minutes?"
- What? No.

- Oh!
- See?

Too aggro. Not cute.

I said no because that was
just like, obviously, a joke,

or like a prank of sorts.

That's not... that's not
how people suggest sex.

Maybe on websites. But,
you know, we are IRL, so...

sorry, what was the question?

Well, it kills spontaneity.
I'll tell you that much.

Dear God, please be
talking to someone else.

These sex clearance forms
that Herr Commandant Joyce

wants us to fill out,
they're ridiculous.

I mean, without random
hookups, what's the point

of all those boozy
fundraisers we do?

I don't know.

Maybe raising money
for muscular dystrophy?

Oh, come on, Ron. Grow up.

Look, in my many
run-ins with Eros,

I've found that carnal
love comes on fast.

Oh, yeah.

And you never know
who's gonna spark

with who and when and how.

You know, I just
noticed that nurse,

Callie, has a crazy lisp,

and now I can't get
her out of my mind.

Well, here's a thought.

Maybe have everybody fill out
a form about everybody else.

Then you got all
your bases covered.

Huh.

You're talking about
preclearing the hookups.

Oh, Ronnie, you
crazy son of a bitch.

You've just cracked
this thing wide open.

People here trust me.

They feel they can come
to me for advice, support,

guidance, you name it.

I just don't know where
they got that idea.

So with my AAA
discount, on top of

my Wells Fargo points, the
room is basically free.

I mean, if that doesn't
get you guys in the mood.

- Yeah.
- There.

- What do you think?
- Oh, wow.

I really like this
lipstick color.

Where'd you get it?

You know that box
where we put the stuff

we pull out of
people's anal cavities?

What?

I'm kidding.

It's not from the butt box.

Ew.

Raj, did you get a form?

Candace, form?

I'll put it right
here under your keys.

No way. Are you serious?

No. Why would Claire do that?

You know why.

Oh, I bet you know.
I bet you know.

Oh, sorry, we'll
get back to work.

No, no, no. As you were.

So what's going on
with Claire-bear?

Give me the scuttlebutt.

The what?

Just tell the story.

Well, a few of us
went out last night.

Of course you did.

Fun group of ladies like you,
a bunch of troublemakers.

Well, it did get a little crazy.

Ah! Who called it?

OK, so Claire, she
took these edibles.

And then...

OK, OK, um...

I'm thinking this might not be
a great story to tell at work.

Oh.

But...

Here's something.

Did you guys ever work with
Mary Jenkins in the ICU,

like, 22 years ago?
Because get this.

She died.

Now, it's very, very simple.

Just put down anyone you could
conceivably ever hook up with,

and then you don't have
to think about paperwork

when arousal strikes.

So we fill out a form for anyone

- who we might want to be with?
- Exactly.

It could be someone
you have a crush on.

Could be people you can't stand.

You know, that kind
of sex can really

get you out of a dark place.

Oh, which reminds me,
what's Stella's last name?

- Baporia.
- Baporia.

- Insane, but OK.
- I don't know.

This kind of feels
like harassment,

but I can't exactly
describe why.

What? No, it's a fail-safe.

Everything would be consensual.

The forms are a backup,
not a guarantee.

Come on, how are you
not getting this?

So what if you can't
remember the person's name?

Is it OK to put down
their body shape

and presumed racial background?

That is a great idea.

Yes, thank you for
being a problem solver,

not a problem creator, Dakota.

What?

Hey, Tim.

Whoa!

- Look at you.
- I know, right?

Serena did my
makeup and my hair.

But I washed my
own face, though.

- Oh.
- Hey.

Um, you can let go
of the door, baby.

- Oh, yep.
- Yep.

Uh, well, this is
kind of awesome.

I can't believe we're doing
this in the afternoon.

I know, right? It's
like, what are we, 15?

Right? 15? Wow...

You know, we should go.

We should get this
show on the...

Alex, I'm so sorry.

I know you're on your lunch.

Really quick, do we need to
run labs on the patient in 110?

No, I just need you
to monitor his vitals.

- OK, gotcha.
- Yeah.

Uh, Matt, I'm sorry.

Did... did you check to
make sure he's been given

Cipro and not penicillin?
Because he's allergic, so...

Um, not sure.

But I assume that I
would have done that.

OK, well, I have to go.

So did you, or didn't you?

I feel like I did.

OK, you know what?

I'm just gonna go
check real quick, OK?

- Two minutes.
- Of course.

- Do your thing.
- Mm-hmm.

Alex is a great boss,
really patient with me.

Well, you're probably
not a screw-up

like that new guy
that she keeps saying

is improving a lot.

She really likes him.

Hardy-har-har, real funny.

Well, I guess the art of romance

is just some dumb
punchline to you people.

What are you talking about?

What I'm talking about, Dakota,

is that I've only received
one pre-consent form,

and it's from
somebody named Fart.

I was doubting myself
on that fart joke.

Just overthinking it.
But hearing Bruce say it?

It just works.

- Here you go.
- Yes!

All right. My gal, Val.

See?

That's what I'm talking about.

I got to admit, I'm
a little surprised.

I wasn't sure you'd
get the vision.

Joyce doesn't like
things to be too spicy.

But me? I like spice.

Yeah, you do.

Look at all those names. Wow.

Now we're talking, yeah?

It only takes one
domino to fall.

God bless.

She's got just about
everybody on here.

Men, women, lab
techs. That's a shame.

Huh.

Hey, guys and gals.

Oh, you will never believe
what I just overheard.

Apparently, Cynthia
is cheating on Brian.

Can you believe it?

I'm Cynthia.

Oh.

Well, it's a good thing
Brian's not here, huh?

Brian, huh?

Sorry.

That took too long,
but we're good.

We're... well, we're
cutting it close.

No, hey, I can make it
go as fast as we need.

Oh, honey, let's maybe not
sound so proud of that.

I'm kind of excited
about this, to be honest.

Oh, God, that looks bad.

Yep, huge pile-up on 84.

- 84 East or West?
- East.

Damn it.

We're not gonna make it
to the hotel in time.

Also, the accident, I'm
sad about that, too.

Well, I mean, I got
the iPad in the car.

Why don't we just put on
"The Crown" and hang out?

I don't want to just hang out.

You know what?
Here, come with me.

You never know who
was or wasn't joking

or not joking about what,

so can't hurt to fill out
one of these, you know,

just so it's on file.

Well, Matty...

I didn't know you were
seeing somebody at work.

Hey, Joyce.

Um, yeah, you know
what? I'm actually not.

- I changed my mind, so...
- Who is it. Who is it?

- No, Joyce, Joyce...
- Just let me see.

- Joyce...
- I'm gonna find out anyway.

Oh, my God.

It's in there now.

And you're not allowed
to grab it because

that's my private area.

Do you have your
insurance card, sir?

So, Val, I was looking
at your consent form,

and I noticed the lack of
my name, Bruce Schweitz,

and I realized, Brucie,
you didn't clarify

if you were eligible,
you big dummy.

People might think you aren't,
since you're the organizer.

But just FYI, I am eligible.

Yeah, I know.

Hold on, bud.

You know, putting my name down

doesn't commit you to
hooking up with me.

- It's a "just in case" thing.
- Like a fail-safe.

Yes! That's what
I said earlier.

- Look at that. Same wavelength.
- I get it.

OK, it's just you've listed
half the hospital here.

I'm into a lot of types.

And like you said, you
never know what'll happen.

Right. That's
why I'm confused.

OK, are you here
for a throat thing?

Because that's not an emergency.

It's just disruptive.

Hey.

What are you doing back already?

We had to pivot,
and I need a room.

Oh, I got you. I see you.

Room 321.

Oh, if it's too
intense up there...

hey, Parker, do
people still have

adult conversations in that room

with the broken Pyxis machine?

- No, it got rats.
- How many?

Like, a rat, or a community?

No, that's OK. We'll just...

Oh, there's a guy
in a coma in 313.

He won't know what's
happening, probably.

No. No, thank you.

There's the oncology rooms,

but some people feel
weird about that.

Yeah, I would. I would
feel weird about that.

- Weird about what?
- Nothing.

- Alex wants a place to smash.
- Oh!

Well, go in the VIP suite.
Nobody ever goes in there.

- Ooh, and it's got a bidet.
- Thanks, team.

It takes a village, and
I am truly horrified.

Let's go. Excuse me.

- So they all know?
- Yeah.

So I have 18 minutes
left on my break.

So we just really
need to just get right

to the heart of things, OK?

Are we gonna get
caught in this room?

No. Let's just save the
questions for after, yeah?

Well, should I
put some music on?

Oh, my gosh. That
would be perfect, yes.

Oh, wow, they have 5G in here?

- OK.
- Oh!

So I guess we have to
take this off-site now.

Uh-huh.

Hey, what's your
deal with Saturday?

I have a girls' dinner at
6:00, but I could be done...

Yeah, we all have
stuff. Excuse me.

Oh, boy, that was a
marathon of a surgery.

Yeah, but it was all
worth it so that that

little girl could walk again.

- What was that?
- I didn't say anything.

Gotcha, yeah. Yeah.

Hey, you got a good girl
here. Yeah, one of the best.

One of my favorites.

I'm not putting you
on my sex list, Bruce.

What?

I wouldn't. I
don't even... yeah.

I... I can see
what you're doing.

And it's damn sexy.

Honestly, if we could just...

sorry, can we take a sec?

Um, I kind of feel like
an on-demand sex android,

which I always thought
would be kind of

a cool role-play for us,

- but, you know?
- Right, oh.

- Well, no, I mean, it's...
- Yeah, no, no, no.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay. No.

Oh, my gosh, don't.
Don't... I'm sorry.

Listen, we haven't
had sex in a while.

And I just... I think I got in
my head about what that means.

- You know what I mean?
- Oh, honey.

- I think we're fine.
- Yeah.

But, I mean, I love
this. I just think...

No, yeah, I just...
this is insane.

So I probably... I
wouldn't be attracted

- to me right now, either.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I definitely did not say
I'm not attracted to you.

No, sweetie, it's fine.

Honey, no, this is
super sexy that you

wanted to do this for us.

And I'm never not
attracted to you.

You're my dream girl.

Listen, let's clear the
elephant in the room.

This morning, whenever
I yelled "no,"

I was just joking
because you were.

And I really want to
make sure you know that.

I guess I've been
listening to a lot of

Joy Behar's podcasts recently,

so I was just in a
silly mood, you know?

Yeah, for sure.

OK.

Um, unless you weren't joking
because I actually, uh...

uh, love for you to listen
to Joy Behar's podcast

because it is really fun.

All right.

♪ Weapons of war

♪ Symptoms of madness

Yes, Sanderson, I
know I'm the boss.

I'm just saying, it would
be nice to feel like

I'm part of the group again.

I don't... I don't know
if we have Paramount+.

Why aren't you listening to me?

OK, well, I'm... let me go
someplace where I can...

- Oh, good God!
- Oh!

.- Oh, my God!

Joyce, sorry! I'm so sorry!

It's OK. Uh, I
won't tell anybody.

Your secret's safe with me.

You know what I realized today?

I can be the boss, but I can
also be part of the group.

Joyce?

Those two things
are not exclusive.

Joyce?

I can wear my fancy boss pants,

or I can wear my
scuttlebutt slacks.

And, look, I get it.

We're at work more
than anyplace else,

and the stakes are high
here... life, death, et cetera.

So feelings are gonna develop,
and things will happen...

crushes, romances,
flings, heartbreaks.

I really thought
we had something.

But was it all a lie?

But no matter what, we
all deserve respect.

And if you know a
secret about someone,

- keep it to yourself.
- Keep what to yourself?

Guess who I saw hooking
up in the VIP suite.

She told everyone, didn't she?