[♪♪♪]
GRACE: The first time I saw a dead body, it was the neighborhood drunk.
He was in this field not far from where I grew up,
Bridgeport. South Side of Chicago.
I wasn't afraid.
All I can remember, I just really wanted to touch him.
Twenty years later, during my first week of med school,
an attending told me I'd eventually lose count of all the bodies.
But after 237, I still remember every one.
Than again, I'm not your typical doctor.
Aah! Lenny, shop moving.
That thing is in my head. Don't rob a hardware store drunk.
Hey. Hey. You give him the fentanyl?
Enough to knock out a Great Dane.
LENNY: No one can know I'm here. That makes two of us.
There's a warrant out for me. Shut up.
Moretti said you won't tell anyone, said you owe him.
All right, we got no slurred speech, no paresthesia.
Aah! What the hell? Patellar reflexes are normal.
You got lucky. Just hit your frontal lobe.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
I'm hearing bells. It's my cell.
I gotta get back to the hospital. You can't leave me.
I am not here for you. If it were up to me, I'd pound this in another inch.
Doctor, please. Douse him with Betadine.
[GROANING]
[♪♪♪]
Open wide. Now, bite down.
And remember, this will hurt you more than me.
On three, two, one.
[MUFFLED SCREAM]
Sew him up. Give him a shot of Ancef and tetanus.
I gotta go.
♪Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh♪♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh♪♪
♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪
♪Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh♪♪
♪I got lots of jealous lovers That all wish they had me back♪
♪ Got a pistol for a mouth My own mama gave me that♪♪
♪ Making my own road Out of gravel and some wine♪
♪If i have to fall Then it won't be in your line ♪♪
Good afternoon, Dr. Devlin.
Where have you been? You don't wanna know.
OLIVIA: They paged me when you didn't show.
I'm here now, and I'd appreciate the assist.
Why don't you scrub in and join us?
MIKE: Blood pressure's 110/70. GRACE: Thanks, Mike.
I'm gonna need a bigger field. MAN: All fight.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
GRACE: Scalpel.
Ten blade.
GRACE: Can I get some suction?
All right. Retractor.
Who shoots an 8-year-old kid? BGLD.
BGLD? GRACE: Big gun, little, uh, discretion.
Grace, nice of you to join us. Sony, Dr. Flanigan.
I had a patient with a pounding headache.
And I got it.
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]
He's tachy. RO: BP's dropping.
Profusion's gone to hell. Patient's in shock.
Start a vasopressor.
It's cardiac tamponade, JVD.
Numbers are in the wrong direction.
Echo, slat. Scalpel.
MAN: Where's the echo? Get it in here. RO: Incoming.
[♪♪♪]
Pericardial effusion. It is tamponade. GRACE: Spreaders.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
All right, guys. Now.
MIKE: Ten/40. Pressure's not coming up. Gotta move.
You're cutting the pericardium? MIKE: Boost epinephrine.
Two more units, he could stabilize.
And the Cubs could win the World Series. There is no time.
MAN: Hold it steady.
Got it. Come on.
Holy crap.
And he's back.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
FLANIGAN: Clean him up and get him to SICU.
Yes, sir.
Miss Williams.
Kevin is gonna be fine. Oh, thank God.
He'll be playing roller hockey in no lime.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
[♪♪♪]
Excuse me, Dr. Devlin.
Okay. He's in recovery right now,
but I will check back with you in a little bit.
Let me guess. Flanigan wants to discuss my attitude.
Because let me tell you, that wasn't attitude in the OR.
Flanigan didn't say anything.
It's your mom. She's in the lobby. Why? What's wrong?
You think she'd tell me? YORK: Clear the way. FBI.
MAN 1: Move. Hey, Matt, whats going on?
A 47-year-old male came in diaphoretic with ST elevations.
Got a proximal LAD lesion we couldn't get past.
The feds have the fourth ﬂoor on lockdown.
Get him to CCU.
Start an lntegrilin drip. MAN 2: Yes, doctor.
Grace, meet me in Surgical Con B in 15.
Chief, she just get off her 24. WHITE: And?
ACGME rules. After 24 hours,
residents are off and gone.
WHITE: Good rule.
Doctor, you are off rotation, but you're not gone.
I want it.
I'll see you in 15.
[♪♪♪]
Reciting federal rules to the chief of surgery?
You're picking up my bad habits.
II you let him work you like that, he'll work you more.
That's kind of my plan.
All right. Coffee, then Mom.
RO: So you recognize your new patient? He's been all over the news.
Yeah, sure do.
Witness protection for more than a year.
Everybody thought he was dead.
There you are, doctor.
Mom. I was on my way to see you. In the lobby.
Oh, coffee. I'd love a cup.
GRACE: Are you okay? I'm here about Suzie DeMarco.
Grace used to babysit her.
Sweet girl, but her parents split up when she was 5.
Mother ran off with our lesbian butcher.
Spitting image of Valerie Bertinelli. Mom, what happened to Suzie?
She came over looking for you. Said she wasn't feeling good.
I told her you weren't home, and she passed out.
I called 911 and rode in with her. Well, is she okay?
How should I know? Your doctor friend's taking care of her.
Cuter than the photo I found on Facebook.
Did you call Suzie's father? He's driving up. Nine hours in traffic.
I'll check on her. I'll go with you.
You're going home. I'm going home.
I'll call you a cab.
It'll be here by the time you finish your coffee.
Nice to see you too, dear.
[♪♪♪]
Hey, Bruit.
Hey. I heard you're a friend of my patients.
Yeah. Whats wrong with her? Not exactly sure.
Hypertensive on arrival.
We bolused ﬂuids and normalized her pressure.
Appendicitis?
Possible. Lower-right-quadrant pain. I'm looking for a target sign now.
So I heard you met my mother.
She said I have good bone structure,
but my sideburns were too long for my face.
Then she asked if I was the marrying type.
Heh.
Uh, wanna know what I said?
NURSE: Excuse me, doctor. BRETT: Yeah?
Lab results. Thank you.
This can't be right. GRACE: What's wrong?
Beta HCG is positive. She's pregnant.
GRACE: Oh, God. I know her dad. He's gonna freak.
No, this can't be right. I tried to do a pelvic, but her hymen's intact. She's a virgin.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Devlin to Conference Room B.
Um... Okay, I gotta go.
But unless that's an immaculate conception, you'd batter check again.
[♪♪♪]
Ralph Severino. He's a former lieutenant to mob boss Paul Moretti.
Sounds like Al Capone stuff.
YORK: FBI's connected Moretti to over 60 deaths and disappearances.
Severino was our key to proving it all till he face-planted in court.
What'd you do, park him over a doughnut shop?
YORK: Barbecue joint.
Puts meat on a man's bones. And plaque in his arteries.
WHITE: His coronaries are occluded. He needs a CABG.
Coronary artery bypass graft.
Okay. Will he still be able to testify?
WHITE: Can't say.
Even if he survives the operation, there's a chance of memory loss.
Unless we do the CABG off-pump.
Dr. Devlin studied with the surgeon who invented the procedure.
It allows us to stop each area of the heart locally to perform the grafting.
It increases his odds, decreases his chance of memory loss.
But it's new.
And it's never been done at this hospital.
There's always a first time, sir.
[♪♪♪]
All right.
She'd lead, I'd supervise.
We have to wait for his INR to normalize.
How soon?
Twelve to 24 hours.
Congratulations, doctors.
You just joined the prosecution.
[♪♪♪]
Hey. You got something.
[CHUCKLES]
What's the occasion?
Well, knowing your boyfriend, it's just to let you know he's thinking about you.
So romantic I could puke.
[♪♪♪]
Is everything okay?
Oh, yeah. Everything's good.
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[♪♪♪]
[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[BARKS]
He, Wrigley. How you doing?
[WHINES]
Hey, Grace.
I gotta go see Moretti.
That's it? I ain't seen you in months. That's all I get?
Franco-- I mean, I can handle it.
I'm tough. Wrigley, he's sensitive.
Don't do this. Come on.
You know, after you left, he was in rough shape.
Every time somebody comes to the door, he hopes it's you.
Moretti's inside. Go ahead.
♪ Now, sonny Don't you break your chains♪♪
Grace.
We need to talk. You shouldn't be here.
You got my balloons, right?
I never agreed to kill somebody. Grace, we have a deal.
Stitch a cut, patch a bullet,
pry a screwdriver out of some moron's skull.
You came to me... I can't do this.
begging and pleading for your brother's life.
"Call off your gum. Please.
I'll take care of his debt. I'll do whatever it takes."
No. I never agreed to kill someone. Yes, you did. Yes, you did.
Next month, statehouse is passing a bill
to legalize a distributor's cut on gaming machines. That's me, okay?
I'm gonna make millions.
And Severino, that trash-pail informant,
he's not gonna mess this up for me.
You understand?
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
That's my hospital.
So answer it.
Dr. Devlin. Hey. Your gunshot kid is alert.
His mom is asking for you. You nearby?
Yeah, I just had to run an errand. I'll be right there.
RO: I'll let him know.
I have to get to work.
Severino's a piece of crap.
Nobody's gonna miss him, okay? Nobody.
You understand me?
If you don't want me pulled off this case, move.
Now.
All right, Grace.
I'll be in touch. Say hello to your brother.
♪ Whatever haunts you ♪♪
[♪♪♪]
[SIGHS]
[♪♪♪]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[♪♪♪]
[CHATTERING]
Hey, look who's up. Doctor.
Kevin, this is Dr. Grace. Hey. How you feeling?
Like I just got beat up by a Transformer.
I brought you a friend, Kevin. Meet Superhero Bear.
What do you say, Kevin? Can I keep him?
Heh . BETTY: Kevin...
Thank you. GRACE: You're welcome.
Of course you can keep him. Both of you guys are bulletproof.
BETTY: How do things look?
No sign of infection. Hemoglobin's in range.
He's doing great.
Dr. Devlin, a word?
I'll be with you gum in just a bit.
What's going on? We need to lighten your load
on account of this FBI thing. I'm giving this post-op to Wilcox.
No disrespect, but I can handle a post-op
while I wait on a patient for surgery. Straight from Dr. White.
And my babysitting is done.
[♪♪♪]
Uh, you need to get him sinned on subcu heparin for DVT prophylaxis,
but check his platelets first, okay? I've done this before.
Yeah, I know. I'm just-- Just what?
Look, he's a good kid. That's cute.
Also textbook countertransference.
You're still working on that, aren't you?
Hi, Mrs. Williams...
You're crazy. That's crazy.
Miss DeMarco-- I can't be pregnant. I'm a virgin.
Technically, yes. Technically?
I know how it works. I'm 14.
You have a fimbriated hymen- SUZIE: God, shut up with that.
Am I interrupting?
Grace. No, not at all.
This doctor's a moron.
I have to finish my rounds,
so why don't you consult with Dr. Devlin here?
Still on for tonight? Nine o'clock.
Good luck.
SUZIE: What was that?
You have a thing with that guy? He's an excellent doctor.
Yeah, well, he's never taken sex ed.
Suzie, are you still dating Johnny Vacca?
For more than a year.
But we never had sex. I'm not an idiot.
No, I know.
Remember when we used to watch Star Wars at your place?
Yeah, when I was like 7.
Um, yeah. Well, do you remember that scene
where Luke pops that one-in-a-million shot
and it goes straight through the duct and blows up the entire Death Star?
Yeah.
Well, see, because of your anatomy-
It's something called a fimbriated hymen.
-- You are like the Death Star.
You have this air duct that has the potential to be penetrated
even if you're not doing it full on.
No way. It's called outercourse.
If he ejaculated, even if he was just-- I got it.
Okay.
It's gonna be okay. Oh, God.
Grace, my dad is gonna kill Johnny.
And I have a swimming scholarship next year to St. Catherine's. If I-
If I'm knocked up, I lose it.
What do I do?
[♪♪♪]
BOY 1: Come on.
[♪♪♪]
Move.
BOY 2: Your turn.
BOY 3: Car.
[♪♪♪]
[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ON TV]
Hey.
Oh. Look who's home for taco night.
Oh, no, thanks. I'm not hungry.
Hows Suzie?
She'll be fine. What's wrong with her?
Right. Confidentiality.
Got it.
Let's talk about your boyfriend.
I asked him if he was the marrying type.
Guess what he said. Who?
Grace's boyfriend. He's got very big hands.
This conversation is over.
I'll go eat dinner by myself.
I don't like it when you're short with Mom.
What? She's not as strong as she looks.
She can get sick again.
Her cancer's been in remission for 10 years. She's fine.
All I'm saying is cut her some slack. Have a taco.
All I'm saying is get off my back. You go have a taco.
What's going on with you? Nothing you need to worry about.
Moretti?
I appreciate everything you're doing, but I didn't ask for help.
I had a foolproof system. Nate, he would have killed you.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
You knew Moretti's reputation, okay? Your eyes were wide open.
Um, Mom, I gotta go.
[♪♪♪]
Rest assured, witness for the prosecution Ralph Severino
is receiving excellent medical care,
and his testimony against Paul Moretti
will proceed at the earliest possible time.
NEWS ANCHOR: Today's events are the latest twist
in the government's case against the Chicago outfit.
their biggest victory since 1997,
when mob boss Constantine Alexander was sent to prison.
The former kingpin was paroled in June.
Fellas, ladies, I realize I've done wrong in the past.
I hope with God's help, I'll be able to do some good for the community.
[PHONE RINGING]
CONSTANTINE: It's good to be back. REPORTER: Mr. Alexander--
NEWS ANCHOR: Now to another story...
Hey, it's me.
NEWS ANCHOR: --a stolen-car raid on the South Side.
The insulin's gonna work, but you should've called earlier.
I don't like needles. You like hospitals better?
As long as there are no bars on the windows.
How's your mom?
Heh. Today, she stopped by the hospital,
introduced herself to the guy I'm seeing,
asked if he was the marrying type. That sounds like your mom.
What'd he say?
Um, I actually don't know.
Can I ask you, why would you frame that?
To remind me of the mistakes I've made.
So how's everything at the hospital? Good?
Yeah. Today I saved a boy's life. I see.
You like feeling powerful, don't you?
I like making a difference.
Lord Acton, 19th-century philosopher, said:
'Power corrupts, and absolute power--'
'Corrupts absolutely.'
But like I said, it's not about power.
Mm-hm.
[♪♪♪]
You're overpaying me. Anybody can give you these shots.
Yeah, well, I don't trust anybody.
You've always been like family to me, Grace.
I want you to know I'm real proud of you.
You tell your ma if she needs anything, I'm here.
I think she knows.
Good night. Night.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
♪I don't like you ♪
[SIRENS WAILING]
♪But I love you♪♪
Sony I was late. I'm not complaining.
I just got caught up. I don't care.
I have rounds in 15 minutes.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
BRETT: Mm-mm. Mm. GRACE: Mm-hm.
Mm-mm. No. Are you ser--? Stop. Stop, I'll make it quick. Sony.
Everything all right? Oh. Yeah.
Is it the FBI thing? You've done this procedure before.
Well, not under these circumstances.
So anyway, hows Suzie?
Suzie? Yeah. Suzie DeMarco, your patient.
Oh. Um...
Well, the pregnancy's a nonissue. It's a ruptured ectopic, nonviable.
I'm scheduling her for surgery as soon as I get the dad's okay.
Wait, if her dad finds out, viable or not, he's gonna go ballistic.
I've-- She's gonna lose her scholarship.
Well, if I don't get consent, I'll lose my license.
Her dad works at the pen. They don't have a dollar to their name.
That scholarship is her shot at making something of her life.
One shot at getting out of Bridgeport.
It gives her options. You're in her way.
You're overempathizing. I don't think you're empathizing.
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Code white, pediatric ICU, Room 16.
Code white, pediatric ICU, Room 16.
That's Kevin's room. Who?
He's my patient.
[♪♪♪]
[BETTY SOBBING]
What the hell happened?
It was hypovolemic shock.
He had dropped 3 liters of blood into his chest before the code white.
Tell me you didn't give him heparin. I told you to recheck his platelets.
Olivia.
I got overruled. By who?
Who do you think? Flanigan.
He felt the count wasn't a concern. You have to file a report.
The man's incompetence killed a kid. A gunshot killed him.
Flanigan didn't do anything against protocol.
He didn't violate protocol, but for one doctor to overrule another,
he better have a reason other than his fricking ego.
Okay, look...
At least mention it to your father. Okay? He is on the board.
He can ask the chief to keep an eye on him.
Are you kidding me?
I've been here for four years, and people still call me Daddy's Girl.
Then you are just as bad as Flanigan.
[♪♪♪]
Grace, you handle your cases, and I will handle mine.
We're done here.
[♪♪♪]
Ro, where's Dr. White?
Uh, Ward 2, prepping for an add-on, draining an empyema.
I need your page line.
What's going on? Ro.
Remember, I'm still paying off nursing-school loans.
If anybody asks, I ripped it out of your hands.
[PA BEEPS]
[OVER PA] Dr. Flanigan. Dr. Ian Flanigan, report to Operating Room 2.
I got your page. You need an assist? I didn't page you, Ian.
Must have been a mistake. A mistake?
No, a mistake would be not checking the platelets before giving heparin.
[MONITOR BEEPING]
What's going on here?
Dr. Flanigan overruled my instructions.
Now a boy is dead. I'm your attend--
This is not the first time he overruled a resident without justification.
Dr. White, you need to do something. Or what?
If you don't open an investigation,
you can find somebody else to perform Severino's CABG.
Under ACGME rules, I should be off and gone by now.
Stafford, you're not actually considering this.
Take the weekend off. We'll talk Monday.
[♪♪♪]
This isn't over.
JEFF: Grace. Mr. DeMarco.
Jeff. Grace, I got here as soon as I could.
Yeah . Hows Suzie?
Uh, let me take you to her doctor, okay? She's gonna be fine.
She's stable, but she does need surgery.
JEFF: Are you sure? BRETT: Yeah.
GRACE: Dr. Robinson's a wonderful surgeon.
Hold it. What's wrong with her? It's a ruptured ovarian cyst.
JEFF: Oh, God.
Now, it sounds worse than it is. She's gonna be just fine.
Yeah.
We just need you to fill out some forms at the nurse's station
and then I can prep her for surgery. Okay.
Thank you. Mm-hm. This way.
What was that? Suzie needs surgery.
We'll keep quiet. What about everyone else?
The operation's identical to what I told her dad.
Ro will do the paperwork. This isn't legal.
Well, then, it's a good thing we're not lawyers.
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Dr. Devlin. Dr. Devlin, what's up?
Here's the fix. In the operating room, we have lidocaine syringes
marked with black tape.
For Severino's operation, one of them's gonna be marked with red tape.
You're gonna use that syringe. What's in it?
MORETTI: Pure epinephrine.
Coroner's gonna think you used it trying to save him.
It's gonna kill him.
If you care about your brother, it's time to do your job, Grace.
[CELL PHONE BEEPS]
[♪♪♪]
[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[CHATTERING]
[SCRUBBING]
WHITE: Morning, Dr. Devlin.
Mark? Yeah, sure.
Pressure's 160/105.
[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]
He's coding. He's in V-fib. Paddles.
Grace.
MIKE: Dr. Devlin.
WHITE: Amp of epi and bicarb. Grace, out of the way.
Charge to 300. MAN: Charge.
WHITE: Clear. Aah!
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Dr. Devlin. WHITE: Severino's INR is normal.
It's showtime, Grace.
[♪♪♪]
MAN: And go.
[WATER RUNNING]
WHITE: Morning, Dr. Devlin. Mark?
Yep.
[♪♪♪]
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[♪♪♪]
Whoa, spill in Aisle 5.
Hey, you know you're shaking. I'm fine.
Just give me another shot of lidocaine, please.
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS OVER SPEAKERS]
[CHATTERING]
Grace.
Listen. Doctors, how did it go?
Dr. Devlin?
Uh, the operation was textbook. Thank you, both of you.
I've never seen you so nervous before a procedure.
Yeah. I'm sorry. Don't be.
A life was in your hands.
Well, that's the case with all surgeries.
Yes. And a good surgeon never forgets that.
Now, we need to talk about Flanigan.
[♪♪♪]
You can't sanction me for reporting a superior.
It is prohibited by hospital bylaws. Agreed.
The most he's gonna get is a slap on the wrist.
Then he's back to being your boss.
Think you can handle that?
Yeah. I've handled worse.
All right.
[♪♪♪]
I said I didn't want Flanigan written up. He didn't get written up.
I told you he overruled me, then you blabbed,
and Flanigan blames me.
I didn't think it'd come back at you. Right. You didn't think.
Perfect. Your knight in shining armor.
How are you gonna defend her? Who says I will?
I realize you're a plucky South Side girl who became a big-city doctor.
But you're no better than anybody else.
At the end of the day, we all want colleagues who have our backs.
Nobody wants to work with a rat.
Winning hearts and minds.
Look, I'm glad you exposed Flanigan, but I don't agree with your approach.
And not just on this.
Suzie's being prepped right now. I haven't decided what I'm gonna do.
You shouldn't have put me in this situation.
Brett.
Brett...
[DOOR CLOSES]
[♪♪♪]
Dr. Devlin, you got a second?
Oh, yeah, sure.
AG wants to know when we can get Severino back on the stand.
Right. It's hard to say.
A lot depends on how he does in the first 24 hours.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
I'm sorry. I have to take this.
Hey, Mom. MORETTI: Try again.
I heard our chatty friend made it all the way to post-op. What went wrong?
Where's my mother?
Nearby. I came to get your brother, but she answered the door.
Let me talk to her. No. Why don't you come get her?
[♪♪♪]
Can I at least get some ice? MORETTI: No. Shut up.
Okay? Be quiet.
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[CAR ALARM BLARING]
Hey!
Crazy bitch. Stupid...
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SCREECHING AND ENGINE REVVING]
[HORN HONKING]
[INTERCOM BUZZING]
Constantine. Constantine, let me in, please.
[ENGINE REVVING]
What's wrong?
What's going on? Ain't got nothing to do with you.
Grace, I gotta talk to you. We gotta figure this out.
Cool down first. Oh. You telling me what to do?
Friendly advice. Gotta watch that temper, pal.
No, pal. Go back inside your house and let me deal with her.
Hey, you drove on my property waving a gun.
This isn't the old days, all right? Nobody's scared of you any--
[GUNSHOT]
You didn't see anything. Go home.
Go!
[♪♪♪]
[ENGINE STARTS]
All right. I think you're gonna live.
What if it gets infected? GRACE: I know a good doctor, Mom.
Gracie, what have you gotten yourself into?
It wasn't Grace, Ma.
It was me. Nate.
No. I screwed up. I'm sorry. Grace was just trying to help.
What happened to Moretti? Uh, he followed me, then disappeared.
Where'd he go? Don't know.
Left town-- Moretti doesn't just back off.
Enough. I'm just saying--
I'm just saying, enough.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
GRACE: Yeah? RO: I thought you'd wanna know.
Suzie's out of surgery. Okay, thanks. I'm on my way.
I gotta go.
[♪♪♪]
JEFF: Thank you, doctor. BRETT: She'll be waking up any minute.
You can go ahead in.
[♪♪♪]
Dr. Robinson. Dr. Devlin.
Suzie's father looks happy.
The operation was a success.
Cyst removal.
You're a bad influence.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
Everything all right?
Yeah. Yeah, I just-- I gotta take care of something.
Okay. Okay.
You'll make it up to me.
[♪♪♪]
FRANCO: Hey, you.
Long time no see.
What are you doing here? Got invited to supper. You?
Grace.
I got your-- Your, uh-- Your text.
Walk with me.
Does Franco know you killed his boss?
Who do you think got rid of the body?
It seems nobody around here really liked Moretti.
Truth be told, that's how I got Severino to roll.
You? I needed a way back in.
Would have worked,
till you came charging in here with Moretti and forced my hand.
What about you being reformed? Parole board ate it up.
The article you had framed to remind you of your mistakes?
The mistakes that I made that got me caught.
This is who I am, Grace.
Look, I like you.
Point is, you have to leave Chicago.
What? You know too much.
If anybody is still loyal to Moretti...
You know how this town can be.
[♪♪♪]
You're a doctor, Gracie.
Like you said, you wanna make a difference.
You can do that from anywhere.
My family is here. This is my home. Are you saying you can't protect me?
Okay.
You choose to stay, I'll cover you as best I can.
But your debt to Moretti,
that would now belong to me.
You know, your Lord Acton, he had another saying. He said, uh...
He said, 'Great men are almost always bad men.'
You saying I'm a bad man?
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I'm saying we have a deal.
I'll see you around.
And remember, you had a choice.
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GRACE: If you ask me, choice is a moving target,
like what we choose to share and what we choose to keep secret.
See, I didn't? tell you something about my first dead body.
He wasn't just any drunk.
He was my father.
And I wasn't just fascinated when I saw him,
l was relieved.
Never again would he come home drunk.
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Never again would he hurt my mother or my brother or me.
[CAR PULLING AWAY]
Finding him dead, it-- It meant we were safe.
And for a while, I guess we were.
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