Buckle up, nurses.
You are going on a flavor ride.
Claude's cherry auflauf.
Mm. Oh, my God.
That is fantastic.
It feels like my taste buds are having sex for the first time.
So they're a little disappointed,
and their backs are bruised from the seatbelts?
If this relationship lasts,
you're gonna turn into a fatty.
Still Bill!
Oh, Bill.
What's he got? UTI who wants him?
- I'll take him. - I do. Me.
I got him. I got nothing today.
- Come on. - What's the deal with this guy?
He's the best patient in the world.
Always smiling, never complaining.
Painter's scaffolding fell on him.
He's been in a vegetative state in our long-term care unit
for, like, ten years.
I built this whole back story for him.
He is a concert pianist with a yacht
and an alpaca farm in Argentina.
He was an orphan who was found in the jungle
by a humble music teacher and his crippled wife.
Hello, people, I'm on a schedule here.
Okay, odd finger.
- Yes. Yes. - All right, ready?
- One, two, three. - Ha!
Ah, come on.
You need a shave, bud.
The long-term ladies are getting lazy with that razor.
Later, losers.
- Chris. - I'm almost done.
I just came in here to talk.
Nice, weird, colorful thing.
What? It's a kikoi.
Why can't you just wear a terry robe from Macy's
like everybody else?
Okay. Talk or leave, momo.
- This is my sanctuary. - Well...
I picked up a couple of shifts at Delaney's,
so now I can pitch in for grub and stuff.
Have you seen my lip gloss?
It looks good.
It's my gift to you.
Terima kasih.
Sama-sama.
Thank you and you're welcome in malay.
Why do I always think this is gonna taste so good?
You're an optimist.
Yeah, it's the definition of insanity, right?
Doing the same thing over and over again
and expecting different results.
Oh, wait! Look.
Oh, my God. Hey.
Look at this.
Oh, come here. Come here.
Oh, look, it's a poor, little street urchin, look.
Look at that.
He's got a sophisticated palate, unlike me.
You know, they don't let you keep pets at your apartment.
Let's have a look at you.
Oh, your balls. Excellent.
Oh. Who are you, eh?
I now christen you mcat.
Really? A name?
Yeah. Oh, come on.
You can have pets at your place.
Guy down the hall, he has birds.
Please, Chris?
I will take him to get his bath and his shots.
Then you can have your way with me.
I can already have my way with you.
Now I just got a furry dude watching.
Yes, you do.
- Good. - Hey, how's our guy?
Good. No decubes.
Vitals and muscle tone are excellent.
And as always, he is the perfect gentleman.
How are you doing?
Ah, still wrestling with
lady pants' sands-now-or-never-thing
from the other day.
Was she putting her head on the chopping block?
Or was it some kind of diabolical
pacific rim chess move?
There's only one thing that matters.
- What I want. - What you want.
So what do you want?
I want Chris.
Oh, my God.
I do.
I just don't want him to say no.
I get it.
Nobody wants to hear no. No is scary.
Okay.
You know what else is scary?
Is that... that...
A y2k bug.
I don't know what to do.
I mean, I don't want to freak him out.
I mean, has anybody talked to him?
Does he know how long he's been asleep?
No, we don't have a protocol for waking up
out of a ten-year coma.
Sands is on the phone with a coma specialist.
Well, the guy's talking about y2k.
I'm not breaking the news to him.
Uh, Dr. Carrozzi, hi,
it's Dr. Sands from Mercy hospital.
We have a patient who woke up from a persistent,
ten-year vegetative state,
and we were wondering,
what the hell do we do?
Functional mri, pet scan.
Engage the patient as little as possible
until she gets here.
Okiro bi-ru.
Whoa.
The surgery went very well.
We were able to debulk the cancer as thoroughly
as we could have hoped for.
So is it gone? Is she gonna be okay?
Well, ovarian tumors are vascular,
very sticky.
We always leave a little behind, even in the best-case scenario.
And whatever's left has to be treated
with chemotherapy.
The question is what kind.
During the surgery, we inserted a port
into your abdomen to allow
for intraperitoneal delivery.
Getting the medication directly
into the belly has shown
an increased length of remission
over iv therapy of almost two years.
Well, that's great.
- Is that bad? - Pulse ox is borderline.
Up her to five liters.
It's very common to need a little more oxygen
after surgery.
So this new chemotherapy,
what's the deal?
It's no day at the beach.
It can include abdominal pain, metabolic problems,
and nerve damage.
This next year may be pretty hard.
But could potentially mean many years beyond.
Well, it's you who has to go through all that pain.
I'm down with whatever choice you make.
That said, I want to have you as long as I can.
Honey, I have run marathons
and sat next to Ann Coulter on a plane.
How painful could it be?
Hi, I'm Dr. Carrozzi.
Can you tell me your name?
Bill.
- Rotko. - Yes!
Wow. That is super good, Bill.
You know what year it is, Bill?
Mm, no.
Was... was that super good?
It is all super good, Bill.
Where's Roxanne?
Bill, how about you open and close your hands for me?
Okiro bi-ru.
That's the second time that he's said that.
All right, can we try and swing his legs over the bed?
You can do this.
- Here you go. - Oh.
There's no foot drop.
That's great.
What... what happened to me?
You were in a coma, Bill,
for ten years.
It's 2010.
Well, I hope someone was feeding my dog.
- We'll look into that for you. - Okay.
We ran a functional MRI.
His brain function is astonishing.
The amygdala, the limbic systems in particular.
There's every reason to be optimistic,
but the brain's a capricious organ,
so he could regress.
Also, sudden emergence is rare.
I mean, you've heard of Patricia white bull
and Donald Herbert.
Oh, yeah, of course.
Here is a guideline for the treatment
- for the first week. - Mm-hmm.
You keep me in the loop.
I will. I will. Thank you.
Dr. Carrozzi.
- Thank you. - Okay.
So who's Patricia white bull?
She was so smart. I had to lie.
Okay, you just relax, all right?
We'll check back on you in a little while.
Okay.
Flegenheimer.
Is that... is that Roxanne's last name?
That's Roxanne's last name.
- Okay. - Take it easy, Bill.
You okay?
I don't know.
Is that...
wait, here, is that...
Does that look Roxanne?
Wow, I thought it was only cockroaches and sharks
that would survive the apocalypse,
but I guess we can add love to that list.
If he said, "I hope somebody was feeding my alpacas,"
I would have soiled myself.
Hey.
We just had a guy wake up from a coma after ten years.
That's exciting.
You know what else is happening?
- You're being evicted. - What?
Yeah, found the landlord taping the notice to your door
when I was leaving.
- Building got sold. - Mm, that blows.
Let's move in together.
Whoa.
Look, we pool our money,
we can afford a nice place.
Plus, our toothbrushes already know each other,
so there won't be any of that bathroom drama.
We still need two bathrooms.
Whatever you want.
And a dishwasher.
What'd I just say?
Yeah. All right.
Mrs. Kempton, I'm Sonia.
I come bearing vicodin.
Okay.
- Oh. - Hang on, mom.
- Here we go again. - Excuse me?
My leg was broken when the home care nurse
accidentally shoved me off the bed.
So one nurse drops you,
and he thinks we're all butterfingers?
My son is prone to sweeping generalizations.
He learned that from his father.
Just looking out for you, mom. I learned it from you.
I've dropped hints, bombs, and bad habits,
but never a patient.
Pain pills and a sharp tongue.
I like this woman.
Right back at you, lady.
So your ALS is stable, and your leg is in a cast.
You'll be leaving us today.
Medical wisdom suggests this break
signals the end of my mobility.
I'd quite like to get home and begin
this delightful final stage of my life.
We're in the market for a home nurse.
If you know anyone who's not evil or spastic.
I'll ask around.
Okay.
Mr. Rotko.
How's the vertical life treating you?
Is there any dizziness or shortness of breath?
I'm starting to notice things.
Really? What kind of things?
The tv weathermen are all...
Asian women with...
- big... - Boobs?
- Yeah. - You really are coming along.
What... nurse with blonde hair?
Uh, Veronica.
She's gonna...
make a move on you.
Did you get an ETA when this might happen?
No.
Okay.
Well, as pathetic as this sounds,
you two constitute my inner circle.
- And I need your advice. - Nice touch.
- Thank you. - Hello.
Are you certain the information you're getting
from still Bill is reliable?
Well, I have noticed recently
she's been looking at me a lot.
Okay, seriously, her eyes are huge.
They're like Japanese anime.
Anyway, she's the reason why you're in this armpit.
Therefore, she's the reason why I'm here,
so if she makes a move, go for it.
Chris, Dr. Jelani is a lovely, grounded young woman.
She is. She's great.
And while I have a good deal of respect
for Veronica's professional skills,
as well as the fact that she's been an unexpected friend
to me during a very difficult time,
she's a bad risk.
There is no love without risk.
She's an emotional ping pong ball.
You can't count on her.
- Dude. - Dr. Harris.
Whatever. People change.
And love can turn ping pong balls into metronomes.
Simone, how high are you?
Moderately to extremely.
Whatever on that.
Here's what you do.
Give her an opportunity to make her move,
then vet its sincerity and durability
with an objective eye.
Exactly what the doctor said.
Okay.
Okay, great.
Thanks.
Hey.
What?
I don't know. Just... you know, you tell me.
- You know, Bill... - Wow, right.
Yeah.
Pretty great.
Yeah, it's pretty great.
Okay.
Hey, Chris.
Yeah?
If your lights went out tonight and you woke up
ten years from now, what do you think you'd remember?
Please go.
Call security.
Where did all these people come...
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Okay, excuse me.
Bill, what can you tell us about where you've been?
Okay, Katie Couric, let's give Bill some room.
Bill, how does it make you feel to know
that the ICU nurses refer to you as still Bill?
I'd be happy to answer any medical questions you have.
What do you say we get out of here?
Make a hole, people.
Thank you so much for making this happen.
It was my pleasure.
For some reason, having a husband
and not a boyfriend has made this a lot easier to go through.
I just hope he never forgets what I look like here.
Are you okay?
Hey, where's Craig?
He had to take care of some stuff
at the school where he teaches.
Hello, Sharra.
Oh, my God.
Okay, let's get a mask on.
Oxygen, 100%.
- Her sats are still low. - What's going on?
Your blood's not getting enough oxygen.
We may need to intubate you.
If we do, you need to be deeply sedated
so that you don't buck the ventilator.
A ventilator?
Send off an abg.
- Am I okay? - We're gonna take care of you.
If you have to put me on a machine,
promise you won't let Craig see me.
- Sharra. - No, Chloe, I'm serious.
Please. That's not how I want him to remember me.
I need you to promise.
I promise.
Okay.
The other places we've seen are too small.
Or in a crappy neighborhood.
We need two bathrooms.
And at least three miles between us
and the nearest crack dealer.
This place has two bathrooms, and the only crack
is the crack of Dawn which you'll get
from the lovely eastern exposure.
Wow. Yeah.
We could probably do a one bedroom
if everything else is perfect.
Listen, you're an adorable couple.
And I can tell you're all hopped up
thinking about cohabitation
and the prospect of round-the-clock sex.
Now trust me on this.
The night will come when one of you needs to sleep alone.
We spend the whole day apart.
No matter what, I'm gonna want my girl
next to me at night.
That's darling.
But nowadays with everyone having needs
and boundaries and twitters and whatnot,
two bedrooms are a must.
She has a point.
I can't believe I'm shacking up with such a cynic.
This place is gonna go fast.
It's expensive.
Let's make it work.
We have an African-American president,
Barack Obama.
Pretty amazing.
The red sox ended the curse and won the series...
Twice.
Oh, God, no.
I know. I'm sorry.
There's this thing called Facebook
on the computer, and people have these pages
that they're constantly updating with what they're doing,
and you can only check their pages if they friend you.
I don't get it.
It's all about finding people you never got a chance
to sleep with in high school or college.
It's lame.
Oh. What else?
Let's see. We have covered Brangelina, Sarah Palin,
MJ's death, iPhones.
The... the towers.
There was this terrorist group
that flew hijacked planes into the towers,
and they fell.
3,000 people died,
September 11, 2001.
There's been a war going on ever since.
I went there.
It was...
I wish I could have slept through that.
You're lucky you did.
Anyway, the whole country freaked out.
People were scared in a whole new way.
It's a different world.
Hey. Have you seen your dog yet?
Your brother said that he's doing great.
Uh, not yet.
You should try and find Roxanne.
I've... I've been sleeping
for... ten years.
You know, she's... she's...
uh, been through a different...
different world.
Oh.
Still Bill, huh?
It was a term of endearment.
Okiro bi-ru.
Hey.
Glad I caught you.
Do you still need a nurse?
- Two, actually. - Why two?
I'm subletting my place. I'll be there all the time.
I can cover nights.
And no one is looking forward to that more than I.
So, yes, I'd love you to come work for me.
Let's not be impulsive.
If my leg wasn't broken,
I'd kick you in the ass, Paul.
Oh, Craig.
Got Dr. Harris's message. What happened?
Sharra started to have respiratory problems.
But I thought she was gonna be okay.
The infection in her lungs...
she's not getting enough oxygen.
I was only gone an hour.
I went to hoboken to pick up these earrings.
She's on a ventilator.
We had to induce a coma.
A coma?
- I need to see her. - No, no.
Sharra expressly requested
that you not be allowed to see her
in the state that she is in.
And she is my patient, and I must honor her wishes.
You guys call me, and then you tell me
I can't see my wife, who you put into a coma?
She is my patient, and I must honor her wishes.
What if she dies?
- You let me in there... - She is my patient, and I...
I have to see my wife!
Chloe, take a break.
- Hey. Hey. Look at me. - What?
I know this is tough, okay?
I feel you. But you can't go in there.
Okay?
Hey.
Thanks for doing this on such short notice.
Glad to be working.
Should be able to get a couple of ramps up pretty quick.
Good. I really want this gig to work out.
Nick and I are moving in together.
And the place ain't cheap.
Look at you. The eagle has landed, huh?
I guess. How are you doing?
Been pretty beat up,
but I feel like things are gonna get better.
Good.
You ever get restless, son?
- What do you mean? - I don't know.
I just hooked up with Veronica so young.
Took over my dad's business.
I feel like there's a lot of things that I back-burnered
and never picked up again.
Like what?
Starting small, Tim and I are driving
to Florida tonight to go tarpon fishing.
What?
Yeah, it's something I wanted to do
ever since I was a kid.
Aren't there things you always wanted to do
but you just dropped the ball?
I mean, I'm just saying.
I feel like I'm getting another chance.
Well, have fun.
And thanks again. I'll see you in a bit.
Thanks.
And with the $100,000 you inherited from you uncle,
you purchased some stock,
including $75,000 worth of apple.
That is really super good, Bill.
Yes, it is.
It would be hard to earn as much money
in the last ten years as that stock has made you.
Wow, lucky guys get rich while they sleep.
You should think about an alpaca farm.
Or something you like.
What do I like?
You know, Roxanne could probably tell you that.
You should try and find her.
I - I need clothes.
I need clothes.
Seeing myself on television...
Do you want to ask your brother to get you some stuff?
I'll do it.
Oh, man. What next?
Yeah.
No kidding.
The fluid was compressing her lung.
Oh, damn.
- What are her sats? - 70s.
She's in ARDS.
We could remove the fluid from outside her lungs,
but inside, she's drowning
in her own inflammatory secretions.
- Ten of peep? - Yeah.
Let's see if we can move some oxygen across the alveoli.
Her blood pressure's dropping.
She can't tolerate it.
Down to five.
You still gonna argue about this?
It looks like something a clown would use to eat.
Nothing wrong with clowns.
They make people happy.
Sometimes they kill children
and bury them under their houses.
The hand weakness is new.
I was just getting used to the pain
and the tingling in the legs.
Well, hey, I read about a woman who's doing pretty good
12 years after being diagnosed with ALS.
There's a show-off in every crowd.
Here's your riluzole, anti-cramping meds,
and vitamins b12, a, c, and e.
There's research that suggests
antioxidants can be beneficial.
Thank you.
I'm cold.
Could you get me a sweater from my closet upstairs?
- Yeah. - And I have a dvd
of mcenroe playing the Stockholm open in '84
when he blew a gasket and attacked the juice cart.
Bring that. It makes me smile.
I love tennis players.
Particularly the naughty ones.
You know, I had an affair with Ilie Nastase when I was 19.
Oh.
What the hell are you doing?
Paul, I'm...
"Oh, I just need a few extra shifts.
Do you trust me?"
You're an opportunist.
Get the tray.
Move your legs.
Okay. Now hold her steady.
For God's sake, Paul, pick up the grape.
Now I think we're gonna have to cut the grapes
in half from now on.
Hey.
How's the new gig?
Well, you know,
saving lives, taking names.
You figure out the whole sands thing yet?
Uh, no, I'm circling, but I can't close.
Well, close. You're a closer.
You've always been a closer.
I know, but every time I see him,
I feel like he's setting a trap.
What the hell are you talking about?
I don't know. I just...
Come on. You were in a war, for God's sake.
Pull the trigger.
I gotta go.
Roxanne.
I saw him on the news last night.
I almost fell out of bed.
Tell me about it. I was in the room when he woke up.
He's a diabolical practical joker.
He was, anyway,
so it's perfect.
How long were you two together?
Not long at all.
We had just started seeing each other,
like, six weeks before it happened.
Wow.
Those six weeks were like... I don't know, crazy.
I had never felt that way.
I visited him every day for six months.
My friends finally dragged my ass out of there.
Have you met anybody else?
I went back to competing,
met another water skier.
Got married.
It didn't work.
He's not gonna remember me, is he?
You're...
your name was one of the first things that he said.
I don't know how he remembers me.
I mean, I'm not her anymore.
Ten years. Ten pounds.
- Roxanne. - And the sun.
That's the worst part of being a fair-haired water skier.
He is not expecting a teenager to walk into that room.
We were 28 and beautiful
and so optimistic.
Now everything's out of context.
I made a mistake.
I have to go.
Roxanne, wait.
I'm sorry.
I... I can't.
I took that...
from the top of the Eiffel Tower.
It's beautiful.
It looks like a painting.
Paris.
You ever been?
Thank you for saving Lauren.
That was really scary.
This whole thing is really scary.
You're welcome.
What you got there?
This is a hospital-grade raised toilet seat.
It's brand-new.
So it's not gross that I'm carrying it.
All right, then.
Right.
She's dying, isn't she?
And there's nothing we can do?
Sharra consented to intubation.
But she said if her heart stops,
then she doesn't want CPR or electric shocks.
Craig, I'm new at this,
and I don't know what the right thing to do here is.
But...
Her door's open right now.
These are gross and soggy.
Why can't Claude come up with an insane bar snack
- and make us millions? - Us?
Angel's got money on the brain
ever since he went shopping for still Bill,
who is now loaded.
Mm, fyi,
we went with the Comme Des Garcons jeans
and the Paul Smith cashmere sweater.
Yeah, well, he looked good.
It's too bad Roxanne didn't see him.
How'd he take the news?
I didn't tell him she was here.
What? You gotta tell him.
I'm not going back there.
I'm off the clock and drunk.
Hey, you and Nick find a place?
Yeah. Nice and expensive one.
Nick really wants it.
What do you want?
I don't know.
One minute I can't get enough of the guy,
the next minute I feel like I'm walking into a trap.
Oh, come on.
Hey, at least I can pull a trigger.
Well, you haven't signed the lease yet.
What if Chris and I can't duplicate what we had in Iraq?
What if bombs and death were our oysters and champagne?
You could always watch the hurt locker
whenever you want to get it on.
Any of you guys want another shot of liquid courage?
And you, get your ass back to the hospital,
and you tell still Bill
that his woman came and went.
I have an idea.
- Uh-oh. - We got ten days.
Yup.
It's only a day to Florida straight through.
Where are you going with this?
We should stop in Atlantic City,
start the trip off right.
How is that right?
Atlantic City, man...
that's the definition of wrong.
You're like a bad idea machine.
Jeez, Mike, what happened to you?
Your sister ripped my guts out.
What happened to you?
Something about my wife
makes me want to take risks.
That said, you want a fresh start,
you got to roll the dice.
Show the universe you're really serious about this.
Since when do you do business with the universe?
I'm just saying.
I've been waiting for something.
Hit me.
Come on, baby.
Mikey fricking Callahan!
Dude, you just won $42,000.
Walk away.
You Irish, pat?
What's your last name?
Delaney.
You okay?
I couldn't keep him out.
I went against her wishes.
She trusted me, and I let her down.
Chloe, had you not demanded
that the ambulance bring Yelena here
after she was attacked,
I wouldn't have gotten the chance to be with her
when she died.
And I'm grateful to you that I got it.
Sharra gave me this,
before she went on the ventilator, for Craig.
Would you like to give it to him?
Hey.
I've been looking everywhere for you.
I called her family...
And her friends.
I don't understand how this happened.
Sharra left this for you before she was sedated.
Could you read it to me?
I can't look at her handwriting right now.
She does these bizarre gs that...
"Craig, my love,
being married to you, even for three days,
was the high point of my life.
Just perfect because of you.
Please get a dog since I never let you...
And please be happy.
Love, Sharra."
God, she's so bossy.
Thank you for breaking the rules for me.
You're welcome.
- Hi. - I'm Rita.
I was Bill's long-term care nurse.
Isn't this wonderful?
Every night for ten years before I left,
I would say to him in Japanese,
"wake up, Bill."
Okiro, bi-ru.
And he woke up.
You look serious.
Uh...
Roxanne was here.
What?
She saw you on the news.
But she got scared, and she left.
Thing is,
even the bravest, strongest women
chicken out sometimes.
And maybe...
She'll come back.
I fly up a wooden ramp on skis
at 40 miles an hour
and do a twisting one-and-a-half.
I can do this, right?
Yeah.
Okiro bi-ru.
You find out what that means?
Wake up, Bill.
Wait, wait, wait.
You asked me yesterday
that if my lights went out,
and then I'd wake up in ten years,
what would I remember?
Me.
Say that you would remember me.
I would.
I'd remember...
I'd remember wanting you so bad
that I couldn't sit still on the plane on the way home.
I'd remember your face when you first saw me at Mercy.
I'd remember kissing you.
But I'd also remember feeling like an ass
when you told me that I should go home.
I don't want to go through that again.
I, uh...
I'm trying to make this relationship work.
I'm sorry to bother you guys.
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