Hey, guys. Hey, Chloe.
Good morning, ladies. Cute jacket.
Thanks.
What?
Mr. Moskowitz, you'll be happy to hear
that we were able to remove the tumor from your colon.
The margins were clear and there's no sign of metastasis.
With a few adjustments to your lifestyle,
you can be free and clear.
What kind of adjustments?
Bacon is not a food group. Neither is tobacco or booze.
If you don't radically alter your diet
and throw away your television set, you'll die.
Hey. Let's not be so dramatic.
Why don't we taper off the bacon instead of going cold turkey?
Change is hard. For human beings.
There's no reason to panic.
Oh, there is absolutely a reason to panic.
Are you familiar with the expression, "As serious as cancer"?
Mr. Moskowitz, I didn't go to the trouble of saving your life
so you that you can throw it all away on a bacon-scotch-booze bender.
Do you have any idea how painful and agonizing a death from colon cancer is?
Think of your wife.
Mr. Moskowitz, you need to get your fat, lumpy body off the sofa and join a gym.
Hey! Okay, Dr. Harris.
We've got that staff meeting to go to.
Death is serious, Mr. Moskowitz. Death is permanent.
Okay.
If you're deluding yourself thinking that there's an afterlife...
All right.
That was a little intense in there.
That man is my responsibility.
Dan, I get that you're committed to
nobody ever dying in the world ever again.
I also get that you are dealing with an enormous amount of grief.
We haven't had a patient die on our floor in a week.
And besides, I thought we had an agreement.
We were drinking vodka. I didn't take you literally.
Besides, you could get in trouble.
Mr. Moskowitz is going to complain.
Mr. Moskowitz is going to die if he doesn't make these changes.
I am simply stating the truth.
He can either get busy living or busy dying.
That's from The Shawshank Redemption.
It's a good movie.
The ER ran your labs and it looks like pyelonephritis.
Which... Don't worry. That's just a fancy word for a kidney infection.
So, Sonia here is going to place a catheter
and we should have you fixed up in no time.
Thank God. I'm cold,
and blue paper is not my best look.
Here you go, babe.
Okay. A little privacy, please?
Oh, right. I'll just go get a soda.
All right, Ashley. Just relax.
You may feel a little pressure, but I'll try and be quick.
So where is your family?
In the ER, filling out paperwork.
Josh came up with me. Isn't he the sweetest?
SANDS: He seems like a nice boy.
Dr. Sands? Could you check my work, please?
Um, yeah.
Okay. That... That looks good, Sonia.
Uh...
We should have you feeling better in no time, Ashley.
So, that was a penis, right?
Uh, yeah.
Why do we need to see another doctor, anyway?
Relax, Dad. It's not like I'm fatally ill or something.
It's just an infection. Right?
The doctor will be here in just a sec.
SANDS: Oh, Mr. And Mrs. Jeffries.
This is Dr. Hofstader, the specialist I told you about from St. Francis.
Pleased to meet you. And you must be Ashley.
I'm the endocrinologist on your case.
I'm just going to speak with your parents for a few moments. Okay?
No way. If this is about me, I want to hear it.
Oh. Uh, okay. We've got to give the family some privacy. Trust me.
Okay. Well, first of all,
there is nothing medically wrong with Ashley.
Oh, thank God.
HOFSTADER: But in the course of treating her for the kidney infection,
we discovered something unusual.
An ultrasound on Ashley revealed a pair of internal testes.
Wait, wait. What? You mean, like, balls?
Well, yes.
Well, how did they get in there?
It appears Ashley has a rare recessive autosomal condition.
Although her external sex organs appeared female at birth,
Ashley is, in fact, always has been, genetically a male.
(STUTTERING) No, that's impossible.
She's gorgeous.
She's a cheerleader. Look at her. She's a girl.
MR. JEFFRIES: What do we do to fix this?
If Ashley chooses to keep living as a female,
there is a surgery we can perform
to remove her testes and what is now forming into Ashley's penis.
Did you just say "penis"?
Dad!
Or we can let nature take its course.
The testes will eventually descend
and the testosterone will simply turn her body into a man's.
Thoughts?
Junior Snow Queen is this weekend.
Just cut them off and let's get out of here.
Hey. How's little Lady Gaga?
Cutting it off.
Yes. You owe me five bucks.
JELANl: Oh, good. You're all here.
I wanted to remind you about the Bike to Work event on Friday.
It's good for you and the environment.
Yeah. This is New Jersey. That ship has pretty much sailed.
Well, the sign-up sheet is on the board in case you're interested.
Every bit counts. And you get a free T-shirt.
Ooh, slimming.
Hey, Chloe. Do you know about this? I found it in the bathroom.
Oh, my God. What is happening?
Somebody's mad at you.
(CHUCKLING) You should totally put this up on your Facebook page.
You guys, this is not funny. Okay?
Somebody is harassing me. Who would do this?
I mean, who hates me that much?
My friend had a stalker once.
He had to make a whole list of potential haters
before he finally realized that it was this creepy bartender
he had accidentally made out with, like, once,
months before.
Friend?
I don't have haters. I'm nice.
KLOWDEN: Veronica, I need you.
Is Dan Harris going off the deep end or what?
We're a little worried about him since he declared his war on death.
Well, yeah. He's a mess. His wife was murdered.
I don't even know what he's doing here.
He should really take some time off. You should talk to him.
I tried. He shut me down. Technically, he's my boss.
I can't make him do anything.
I'm putting you with him.
You're the only one who's not afraid of him.
He's in 509. The kid who got shot at the gas station.
Oh, I heard about that.
Only $23 in the cash register.
Makes me sick. Took three bullets.
Punctured the lung. Damage to the spleen.
They don't think he's going to make it.
I'm on it.
Antibiotics haven't touched his fever.
He's becoming progressively tachycardic and hypotensive.
Well, it sounds like a set-up for sepsis or an embolism.
Not on my watch.
Dan.
Don't go nutty on me.
There's 10 different ways this kid could die.
His family has already requested a DNR.
Look at that innocent man.
Do you know before Virginia Apgar,
babies that were born that were slow to breathe,
silent, blue, even just a little small, were set aside to die?
They were considered un-savable.
Dan.
But they weren't un-savable. They just required some special care.
It was only Virginia Apgar,
who in a time when no one wanted to listen to a woman doctor who said, "Let's try.
"Let's aim higher. Let's save the un-savable."
And we did. Millions around the world.
What are you saying?
I'm saying life is precious.
I'm saying let's try.
I'm saying let's save Ben Shin.
Okay.
(SNIFFING)
It's the diesel.
Ben's parents own the gas station. It gets in your clothes.
Hi. I'm Veronica. This is Dr. Harris.
I'm Ben's wife, Julie.
It's nice to meet you, Julie.
I can't believe this. He wasn't supposed to be there.
He's a lab assistant at Rutgers.
He was just covering for his dad.
I'm so sorry.
I can't lose my husband.
Julie, after six hours of surgery, we were able to repair his gall bladder,
do extensive reconstruction on his stomach.
However, a bullet grazed the pericardial sac.
Missing the heart, but puncturing the lung.
His cardiac condition is deteriorating pretty rapidly.
But we will get him out of here alive. Okay?
We will.
But the other doctors said that he wasn't going to make it.
We'll save him.
I promise.
I'm sorry. (CLEARS THROAT) I'm sorry.
I'll be right back.
(RETCHING)
Harris, I'm fine. Really, I'm fine. It's just...
WOMAN: Take your time.
And don't worry. It won't last forever.
What won't last forever?
You know.
Women know these things.
What things? What things do women know?
Oh, yes.
You're pregnant.
Congratulations.
VERONICA: So, I'm moving back in with my parents and you're a whore.
CHLOE: I've been thinking of who could have done this.
Maybe it was Hector, from the limb freezer.
I took his Diet Coke a couple of times.
Or it could be my downstairs neighbor.
She's always complaining that I'm loud.
Yeah, it's not Hector.
It's not your downstairs neighbor.
Sounds like the kind of thing a guy would do if you blew him off.
Have you rejected anybody lately?
Well, your brother, Ryan, does have a crush on me.
Do you think it was him?
Look at this flyer.
The person who did this knows how to use a computer,
spell the word "whore," and operate a copy machine.
That completely rules out Ryan.
Maybe it's a chick.
(GASPING) Oh, my God. It's Carl's fiancée.
Of course. Oh, my God. It has to be her.
JEANNIE: Why is there a jar of mayonnaise in the medicine cabinet?
Oh, my God.
Hey, ladies. Drink?
Mom. These are my friends.
Your father has been holding the remote hostage
ever since his little accident. Just drink with me. Please.
No, thanks. I'm good.
What? Are you pregnant?
Oh, my God. You are.
I thought your boobs were bigger.
No. I'm not. I'm not. Mom.
Hey, relax. You're not pregnant.
And if you are, we'll deal with it.
But you're not.
But you and Mike were trying, right? Are you late?
No. It's not even time yet. It's just some Korean lady at work said that I was.
And I feel sick.
And my boobs feel weird.
That settles it. The Koreans know.
I mean, if kimchi doesn't give you magical powers,
I don't know what the point is.
You're pregnant. No.
There's a million reasons why your boobs could feel weird.
Like what?
Maybe they're sad.
No. I'm not pregnant. And if I was, that would be terrible.
Because my husband's not returning my calls.
So, that means I'd be a single mother living with my parents.
Ronnie, if you're pregnant, Mike will do the right thing.
Plus, your dad and I can help.
Oh, that's a great idea.
You drink vodka for breakfast and Dad's losing his mind.
Maybe you guys should open up a Montessori school.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, Ronnie. You and your melodrama.
(SIGHS)
Oh, my God.
Come on, sexy. Let's move it.
You're going to be late.
Oh? And whose fault is that?
Oh. Your charming boyfriend's?
Let's face it. I am way more fun than a snooze button.
Oh, hey, my friend's band is playing in a bar in Brooklyn
Saturday, if you want to go.
I can't. Work.
But you'll put me down for next time?
Yeah. Of course. I mean, you'd hate it, anyway.
It's crappy electronica.
So...
How about I come over later, after my shift?
I'll wear my uniform.
Okay.
Call me.
Yeah. You wish.
Hey. Hey. How's Dan Harris?
What? Oh, yeah. He's good. He's great.
Really? He's settled down?
He's canceled his war on death?
Well, no.
But, really, what's the harm?
He turned you, didn't he?
All we're saying... We?
All he's saying is that we can aim higher.
We can do better.
Like we did in Iraq.
Think about all those miracles we pulled off.
Think about all of those people that we saved.
Yeah. But people did die.
Do you remember rule number one from training?
Soldiers die. Rule number two.
Doctors and nurses can't do anything to change rule number one.
Ben Shin is not going to die.
Veronica, it's not about Ben Shin.
It's about Dan Harris' life spinning out of control.
So, he's picking a fight that he can't win.
Well, as a person whose life is also spinning out of control,
I can tell you it's a really great distraction.
ANGEL: Hey.
Ashley Jeffries needs another dose of antibiotics. You on it?
Oh, I'm on it.
It's a tough one, huh?
I saw the way her dad was looking at her.
Can you blame him? He's freaked out.
Because it's freaky.
I know that look.
Same look my mom gave me
when she caught me wearing my sister's quinceañera dress.
It hurts.
The blood test confirmed the T to DHT ratio.
We've never seen a case like this in Jersey City before.
Or probably in the whole state, for that matter.
Ashley looks quite female, but she's never menstruated.
Okay. Party's over.
I've got to get some urine cultures.
Actually, we were hoping to interview the patient.
Some other time.
So, do you need me to pee in a cup for you?
I don't need any cultures. I just thought you might be sick of those guys.
Whoa.
That is a pageant dress.
What's it doing here?
Measurements.
Nice beadwork.
Bob Mackie would be proud.
You know, if you need somebody to talk to, I'm here.
I don't need to talk to some stranger.
I have real friends, okay?
Okay.
For you. Nakji Bokkeumbap.
Stir-fried octopus.
Good for the baby.
Oh! Thank you.
How are you holding up?
He's not getting better.
He's young and he's strong. There's reason to hope.
What's with all the white?
His parents asked us to dress this way.
When someone dies, Korean women wear white.
Julie.
Look at me.
We're doing everything we can, okay?
He's still alive.
How is he?
Maintaining his blood pressure is a problem.
Well, we're just going to have to be more aggressive.
Let's put in a femoral A line
to get a more accurate arterial pressure reading.
He's on subcu heparin.
What about pneumatic compression boots? Stave off a DVT.
That would work. Good one.
You could put him in Trendelenburg.
Good. That's good.
Yeah. I'm a sucker for a lost cause.
MIKE: Veronica.
Hey.
Mike.
Hey. You get a lunch break soon? You want to grab a bite?
Yeah.
So, I hear that the chili is really good here.
Jeannie told me.
I knew it. I knew it.
I knew you didn't want to have lunch with me.
We have to talk about this. I mean, I'm the dad.
Don't I at least deserve a conversation?
I am the dad, aren't I?
Yes. Of course you're the dad.
If there even is a dad.
I didn't say anything because I didn't know for sure.
Well, pee on a stick.
It's too early for it to show up.
I'll call you as soon as I know something.
Until then, you can continue to ignore me.
Ronnie, wait.
Hey, if this thing is real, I...
I mean, if we're going to have a baby, that changes things.
Really?
Hey.
Whatever happens, we'll figure it out.
Together.
Do you mean that?
I promise.
JELANl: You have got to be joking. No one signed up.
What, are they going to let the planet go down the gurgler?
Down the what?
The gurgler. You know, like, the drain.
Whoosh. Oh, whoosh.
Yeah. I mean, don't they know what's at stake?
It's the forests and the mountains.
Hasn't anyone seen Lord of the Rings?
Here. You know what? Give me your pen.
I'm going to get the ball rolling.
No. Wait. No. Don't put your name there.
But what about the gurgler?
(LAUGHS)
You are so sweet.
But if it's just the two of us on there,
people might figure out that...
Oh, yeah. Right.
(CLEARS THROAT)
I didn't think about that. Yeah, well...
There are Veronica's feelings to consider.
Yeah.
I know you two are working together.
It might not be the best time.
(SCOFFS)
You're very nice. Do you know that?
Plus, she scares me. She scares everyone.
Hey, do you know what you should do?
You should take this list down to Ortho.
Those guys are health nuts down there.
Oh. Thank you.
Thank you.
Now I know why she would never give it up, right?
God.
No, dude. It does not make me gay.
Hey. No cell phones in the ICU.
I know, dude. Even the doctors here are grossed out.
She's a total freak.
That is a person in there. Try and have some respect.
Back off, lady.
You don't even know what she is.
Pressure's up. Not enough for me.
Well, he's maxed out on dopamine.
We could add some Levophed to the mix.
We'd have to start a central line.
Do it. We're going to throw everything at this.
Julie?
Hi.
We need to start a central line so we can try another drug.
Another tube?
Wait. Another drug?
What is this doing?
Look at him.
I know it looks severe, but we really want to try every option.
Is this helping him or is it putting him through more pain?
I'm sorry. I think maybe I need some air.
You will make a good mother.
Hey, Chlo. What are you doing?
I'm writing a strongly worded letter to Carl's fiancée.
Well, good luck with that. Crazy people always respond to reason.
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
Oh! It's Petey. He wants me to meet him at Sinbad's tonight.
Fun.
Hey. Quitting time.
You want to get something to eat?
I should have known better than to send Nurse Crazy
to look after Dr. Mean.
He looks like he's being tortured.
We're just trying everything.
You're flogging the patient.
Despite all your Hail Marys, this boy is going to die.
And he should be able to do it with dignity.
He's not going to die, Helen.
Is he going to die? I hope not.
VERONICA: Ryan, take it easy.
What are you doing here?
Looking for Chloe.
I really need to talk to her about those "whore" flyers.
What? You promised me you had nothing to do with that.
No, it... Hey, settle. It wasn't me.
But I think I have an idea who it could have been.
Well, you're too late, Soft Batch.
She's at Sinbad's with Petey.
No, Petey's at work.
He can't be. He just texted her.
Uh-oh. Firemen's wives.
Oh, man. Oh, God.
Wait. Firemen's what?
That's what I came down here to tell Chloe.
Petey's kind of married.
You guys should go get her.
Those ladies are scary.
Let's go.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
Can I help you?
Yeah.
You can stop banging my husband.
I'm sorry. What?
You're Chloe. Chloe Payne.
Yeah, I know your name from the late night texts you send to Petey.
Because I'm his wife.
That's impossible. Petey doesn't have a wife.
Oh, yeah? You want to see a picture of our kids?
I think I'm just going to go.
HOUSEWIFE 1: Sit down, skank.
Okay.
Apologize to them.
Look at their little adorable faces and say, "I'm sorry, Madison and Brianna.
"I didn't mean to break up Mommy and Daddy
"and ruin your sweet, innocent lives."
Say it. Uh...
Hey, Chloe. What are you doing here?
We're having a private conversation.
She's done talking to you.
You guys nurses, too?
I bet it's hard working for a living.
I guess you should have put a ring on it, huh?
How do you spend your day?
Spray tan in the morning, and then afternoons tracking down
all the women your husband slept with?
Must be exhausting.
Come on, Chloe.
Okay. I'm just going to...
What, are you just going to run away, whore?
(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING) Is that how you roll?
I didn't know he was married. Okay? I'm not that kind of girl,
and I really don't appreciate you using that type of language.
Aw, whore, got your feelings hurt?
Stop saying that.
Why? You going to cry, Nurse Slutty?
Why don't you have another 900-calorie peach margarita and shut up, okay?
She didn't know he was married.
Ladies? Hi. I'm going to have to ask you to take it down just a notch.
Oh, hey.
Here's a nice, eligible bachelor for you, huh?
But you wouldn't want him, would you? He's not married.
You leave him out of it, bitch.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Ladies. Ladies.
Why don't we all just calm down and have some molten chocolate lava cake?
Hey? On the house.
We both know Petey went looking for her.
And why wouldn't he?
She's hot. And sweet.
And your whore of a man took advantage of her.
Okay, bitch. I'm going to kick your ass.
You know, we...
We really try to discourage ass-kicking here at Sinbad's, so...
Oh, yeah, yeah. You don't want to do that. She just got back from Iraq.
She's crazy.
No, I'm serious. She will kill you.
It's true. I'm all crazy from the war.
I'm all war-crazy.
You're full of it.
You're lucky I just got my acrylics done.
Otherwise, I'd kill you.
That's what I thought.
Okay.
That bag's a fake, by the way.
JACKIE: You're a bitch.
Well, that was stupid.
VERONICA: Yeah.
Cake sounds good, though.
Yeah, let's eat.
Dinner's on us, okay, Chloe?
Anywhere you want.
Oh, honey.
I know.
Thanks for coming to get me.
I really think those women were going to put me in their trunk.
Hey. Nobody messes with our Chloe.
Chin up. It's going to be fine.
No, it's not.
I think I was really falling in love with him.
SONIA: Well, you know what you've got to do, right?
You've got to sleep with his best friend.
His best friend is Ryan.
Okay. Not quite as satisfying, then.
No offense.
I slept with a married man.
Hey. This is just a little hiccup, you know? A milestone.
Things that you do in your 20s.
You sleep with a married man.
Date a gay dude. Have a threesome.
Did you? When did you have a threesome?
The point is, in a few weeks,
this will all just be a funny story.
No. It won't just be a funny story.
I mean, Petey and I really had something. I just...
I don't understand. There has to be some sort of an explanation.
The explanation is that he's a douche.
Hey, Frankie, can we get another round?
Club soda.
Have you taken your pregnancy test yet?
No. Why?
It's too early. You're a nurse.
You could take a blood test.
I'm scared.
That you're pregnant? Or that you're not?
Both.
(BELL RINGING)
(LAUGHS)
I know. It's ridiculous.
I tried to get a mountain bike,
but this was all I could find on Craigslist.
What are you doing here? I thought we decided...
I'm going to tell her.
I think that she deserves to hear it from me.
Really? Yeah.
I like you, Gillian, and I don't care who knows it.
(CHUCKLES)
How does that look?
It looks perfect.
Wow. Ashley.
The hair's all wrong.
No. You look beautiful.
It doesn't matter.
They're not going to let a girl with a penis win Junior Snow Queen.
You can just leave the tray, okay?
I'm not just going to leave the tray, Ashley.
What you're going through is beyond scary.
And if it's got you all messed up inside...
Do you really think a pep talk is going to fix this?
Give it up, nurse lady.
My boyfriend is disgusted by me.
My parents won't even look at me. I'm a freak.
And all the makeup in the world isn't going to fix that.
Don't pretend like you have the answers.
You don't.
Well, you're right.
I got nothing.
I always knew, okay?
That there was something wrong with me.
All this girly stuff that I'm supposed to like?
It just always felt fake.
Well, maybe what we learned explains why it's been so hard.
I'm not this girl.
Am I?
Maybe not.
But it's up to you.
Good.
Because I hate it.
I hate everything. The whole thing.
I hate this dress.
It is butt-ugly.
I hate these beads. I hate this flower.
So, screw the dress.
Yeah.
Yeah. Screw this dress.
That's what I'm talking about.
Ashley?
Honey, what happened to your dress?
Who cares? It's just a dress.
What the hell are you doing with our daughter?
(MACHINE BEEPING) What happened?
VERONICA: He's crashing.
SANDS: Starting compressions.
Let's do a stat CBC and metabolic panel.
Please tell me what's happening.
His blood pressure is dropping and we're going to find out why.
We're prepared for him to go.
And when it's time, we're going to chant to help the soul on its voyage.
It's not over, okay, Julie?
Veronica, make sure his fluids are wide open.
Fluids going wide open.
He's in V-fib. Get the paddles on him, now!
(CHANTING IN KOREAN)
Charging 360.
Everybody, clear. Shocking at 360.
Hold.
(BEEPING INCREASES)
Damn it. Now he's in V-tach.
One milligram epi. SANDS: Resuming compressions.
VERONICA: One milligram epi.
All right. Hold CPR. Let's check rhythm.
Not getting a pulse. SANDS: Me, neither.
Patient's in PEA. What the hell is going on?
40 units of vasopressin.
Resuming compressions. 40 units vasopressin.
All right. Hold CPR. Let's check rhythm.
(FLATLINING)
Asystole. The guy's heart's all over the place.
One milligram atropine.
One milligram atropine!
Yes. Giving one milligram atropine.
Come on. All right. Hold CPR.
Damn it.
Ideas. Anybody?
Remember that kid? The one with the tattoo on his head?
The jump-start. Yes. Yes.
Would you mind letting me into the conversation?
We had this patient once. We dropped an internal pacemaker wire
down his IJ. Jump-started his heart like a car battery.
I love it.
Bring me a pacemaker! Now! Let's go!
(CHANTING CONTINUES)
It's in. All right.
SANDS: It's not capturing.
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING RHYTHMICALLY) (CHANTING STOPS)
We've got a paced rhythm.
We've got a rhythm.
I've got a pulse. I've got a pulse. He's back.
(EXCLAIMS) Thank you.
Good work, Dan. VERONICA: Yeah.
Really good.
Hmm.
Hey.
What do you want?
Um...
I should have told you, Chloe. I just didn't know how.
I was falling in love with you.
No one makes me feel the way you do.
What about your wife?
That's what I came to tell you.
We're already separated.
You are?
Well, yeah. Emotionally.
We don't even connect anymore.
I have a master's degree from an Ivy League university.
I might be nice, but I'm certainly not stupid.
You already broke my heart once,
and I'm not going to let you do it again.
And by the way?
Yellow roses mean infidelity.
But I bet you didn't know that one, either.
Have fun in your loveless marriage to that lady.
We leave her alone for a few hours
and now she's not sure if she wants the surgery.
This is our daughter.
You had no right to put ideas in her head.
You have some kind of agenda? Is that it?
No. Ashley is confused.
And frankly, I don't blame her.
KLOWDEN: All right, that's enough.
First of all, I'm sure Nurse Jimenez did not instigate the incident.
And secondly, this is a hospital.
Not a day care.
The only person responsible for the patient's behavior is the patient.
I'm sorry, Mr. And Mrs. Jeffries,
but this problem is between you and your daughter.
We're going to call the Nursing Board.
This is not over.
Don't you get it?
This isn't about you and me. This is about Ashley.
Her whole life just changed, and this surgery is permanent.
She's 15.
She's going to have to live with this decision for the rest of her life.
Shouldn't you give her a chance to think about it?
How long have I been out?
For a while.
Whoa, whoa. Just hold on.
Relax. I know why I passed out. I'm fine.
Sit, okay? Sit.
I told you I know why. It... I...
It's way too early to say anything, but since you're holding me captive...
What?
Mike and I, we're pregnant.
Uh...
Veronica, I did a blood panel to be sure you were okay,
and I think a pregnancy would have shown up.
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
It's a good thing.
A baby would be terrible, right?
(SIGHS)
It's stupid.
For a second there, it just felt like a fresh start.
Like hope.
What is wrong with me?
Well, nothing showed up on the blood panel.
Not even low blood sugar.
So, nothing is wrong with you.
Oh.
Physically, at least.
But I was thinking, you know, Ben Shin.
What about Ben Shin?
Well, what does he remind you of?
A young guy. Bullet wounds.
The smell of diesel. You and me working together again.
It brought me back, too.
You think it's PTSD?
When is this going to be over?
I don't know.
I wish I did.
Okay. Well, glad we got to the bottom of that.
So, can I go now? Uh, yeah. Yeah.
Nice shirt, by the way.
Look, I know you're from California and everything,
but around here, only 12-year-olds ride bikes.
So, I wouldn't want you to get the wrong reputation or anything like that.
Thanks for the heads up.
I cannot believe you went on that bike ride.
What, are you sleeping with Dr. Ladypants?
Oh, wow. Geez.
I didn't want you to find out like this.
No.
It's good.
I totally get it.
She seems really nice.
Are you all right?
Yeah. I'm fine. Sorry about that in there.
I skipped lunch. Oh, no problem.
I just wanted to tell you that Mr. Shin is stable.
I think we should be able to wean him off the ventilator in a few days.
There is much to be hopeful about.
That's great, Dan. You should be really proud.
Are you sure you're all right?
Yeah.
Bad day?
(BABIES CRYING)
Yeah.
Go on in.
(ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS)
VERONICA: Hey, Mike. It's me. So, that thing we talked about yesterday?
At the diner?
False alarm.
It's weird, you know?
For a second there, I was almost...
Well...
I guess things don't always turn out how you thought they would, huh?
It's probably for the best.
I mean, a kid would be complicated.
(VERONICA SNIFFLING)
Anyway, um, your life can go back to normal.
You don't have to call me.
Just...
Sorry I made you worry.