Previously on "Code Black"...
I'm telling you, something is wrong with Dr. Guthrie.
His hands shake all the time.
- I am a senior attending at this... - Who has Parkinson's.
I don't think that this is that serious.
And I am entitled to my privacy.
You stand strong.
You never let go, no matter how frustrated or tired she gets.
Why do I get the feeling we're not talking about Whitney anymore?
I see. Now you think you know me.
Not yet, but you did just get more interesting.
[Indistinct conversations]
[Siren wailing]
[Woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.]
But...
you... you said so yourself.
It... I mean, it's hard to diagnose, right?
- It is. - Then how do we know for sure?
Because I've been doing this as long as you have.
Because you have all four of the cardinal physical findings,
and there's nothing else on the imaging to explain them.
Abe, I know how Parkinson's works, okay?
Please don't talk to me like I'm a patient.
Rollie, I know this is very difficult,
but right now, you are a patient.
Look...
the Sinemet you gave me?
It's helping with the tremors.
- Yeah, that's good. - Mm-hmm.
And there are other options that we can explore.
But, um, you need to go and talk to Campbell.
Why would I need to talk to Campbell?
Because you need to tell him, Rollie.
I am not going to quit, Abe.
You said so yourself, it's progressive, right?
Well, as of now, it hasn't progressed to the point
where my damn life is over.
Look, I have had many people do very well
with this disease for years, okay?
No one said anything about your life being over.
I'm a doctor, Abe.
That is my life.
Excuse me.
[Speaking inaudibly]
[Emergency radio chatter]
All right, what do we got?
Female, 40s, restrained passenger.
Trauma to the head and chest,
- and a 6-inch lac to her shoulder. - Mario: Why is she wet?
They rolled their S.U.V. into the L.A. river.
Surprised there's any water in it. What's your name?
[Gurney clatters]
[Indistinct conversations]
Is that your husband?
She's out. Let's get her in there.
- What do you got? - Significant abdominal trauma
with positive seat belt sign.
Was face down in 2 inches of water, short of breath.
- What are his sats? - Low 90s.
- Noa, what do we do now - High flow 02 and order a chest X-ray.
Soon as we land.
♪ ♪
She's got a deep shoulder laceration.
Not gonna be able to close it till we get on top of this bleeding.
- Hand me a 3-0 nylon. - Woman: Yes, Doctor.
She's trying to say something.
Brain bleed could be giving her trouble talking.
- I don't think so. - Mario: You know that how?
Elliot: I don't know.
- I don't know. I just... - Ethan: Check her pupils.
[Woman exhales sharply]
Dr. Savetti, how do we stop the bleeding?
- Inject the lido with epi. - All right, do it.
Leanne: On my count, one, two, three.
- He's not getting enough oxygen. - Water in the lung?
- Lungs sound clear. - I don't understand it.
Damn it, where's that X-ray? Here, Jesse,
can you get an A.B.G. on the patient, please?
- Okay. A.B.G., please. Let's go. - Woman: Right away.
- Leanne: Thank you. - Ethan: Let's do it.
[No audio]
[Mouths words]
- Dr. Dixon? - I asked her if she's deaf. She is.
Yeah, I got that. Let's free up her hands.
Yeah.
How do you know sign language?
- Ex-girlfriend. - Thank you.
Ask her what happened. How did they crash?
- What... what... what's she saying? - Uh, he fell...
- [Groans] - N-no, he slid... slept.
Hang 2 units of o-negative.
I'm gonna get a cordis started for transfusion.
- [Monitor beeping rapidly] - Sats are dropping.
Leanne: He's not getting enough oxygen.
He's gonna crash. Damn it.
Jesse, take over. I need to intubate.
Uh, are you saying that he...
Okay, uh... [Translating] "I looked over,
"and he was just slumped behind the wheel.
"Next thing I know, we were upside-down."
Whatever's wrong with him preceded the accident.
Cords are closing. I can't pass the tube.
Dr. Savetti, take over.
Is he her husband?
What's she saying?
"He's my... he's my... he's my vo..."
He's her voice.
- Ah, he has stridor. - Laryngospasm.
His throat closing saved him in the river,
but we can't let it kill him now.
Heart rate's rising. Sats are dropping.
- He's decompensating. - We gotta crike him.
Yeah, if we don't open up his throat, he'll suffocate.
13-year-old female found seizing at a choir rehearsal.
Staff on scene said she has a history of spina bifida.
- Signs of trauma? - None.
[Emergency radio chatter]
Did I hear pediatric seizures? What did she get in the field?
Woman: Gave her 2.5 Valium en route.
All right, let's go. Her parent or guardian with you?
The teacher said her father is a doctor here.
Who is it?
- You closing yet? - Yes. Why?
Will, your daughter was just brought into the E.R.
Go. I got this.
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Rollie: Let's put her on oxygen. I'll set up another I.V.
- Angus: I-I'll do it. - Rollie: Fine.
She's got papilledema.
Pressure's building up in her brain.
All right, let's order a brain C.T.,
and a shunt series. Go!
0.25% bupivacaine, please.
- Man: Here you go, Doc. - Thank you. Jesse?
- Jesse? Jesse, come on. - Uh, I'm... I'm sorry.
Bupivacaine, please.
[Indistinct conversations]
Man: Press 2, please.
Okay, stop. Excuse me. Excuse me.
Poor tone. Diminished reflexes.
Listen, I can't fix this if you keep moving. Okay?
I'm gonna have to sedate you.
Elliot: "I refuse sedation."
Tell her to sit still.
[No audio]
Uh, "if you do a crike,
"he'll only have a 50/50 chance of speaking again."
Are you a doctor?
Uh, "Not practicing.
"I'm the president of Healthsafe."
The insurance company?
"Daniel needs his voice to make a living.
"If you take that away from him,
"then he won't have anything."
We're trying to save his life.
"Is there another way?"
We could try a laryngeal nerve block.
- Will it work? - What is it?
All right, get me two syringes with 3ccs of lidocaine each.
Instead of cutting the neck open,
we the block the nerves and vocal chords directly,
let them relax and open the airway.
Great. Dr. Savetti, go ahead and take her up to sides,
please, and finish her there.
Tell her we've... we've got this. We've got this.
- [Bed rail clicks] - Woman: All right, watch your back.
♪ ♪
Angus: Dr. Campbell, over here.
Rollie: Vitals are strong, but she's still out.
She's postictal from a witnessed seizure at a choir rehearsal.
She has spina bifida.
I suspect the seizure is secondary
to her V.P. shunt blockage.
- It's happened before. - Rollie: Makes sense.
- What's her neuro status? - Preliminary exam was concerning,
but let's just see what the C.T. shows.
In the meantime, I can tap into the shunt
- and just see if we can flush it out. - Okay, I'll do it.
No, no. No, you won't, will. She's your daughter.
I've done lots of these.
I'll have her walking out of here in no time.
She can't walk.
Never has.
Ethan: Do you have my lidocaine, Jesse?
Dr. Kean, I need you to palpate the thyroid cartilage.
We're gonna inject 3 centimeters lateral of the midline.
Do not touch the nerve.
- Dr. Guthrie... - Not now, Dr. Pineda.
Leanne...
- What? What is it? - Is there a problem?
[Lowered voice] It's about Dr. Guthrie.
She needs more benzos on board. I don't hear you ordering...
She already had 2.5 of Valium in the field.
- If she wakes up, she will rip... - Any more will compromise her breathing.
Dr. Campbell, you have to let me do my job.
♪ ♪
Stop!
Dr. Guthrie shouldn't do this procedure.
- Okay, what the hell is going on? - It's okay.
I'm going to do it.
No, I'll do it.
Look at me.
I am not gonna let anything happen to her.
I promise you.
Dr. Guthrie?
I've got this.
♪ ♪
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
Sats are down to 76.
All right, scalpel, Jesse. Just... in case.
[Daniel wheezing loudly]
Okay, Dr. Leighton, Dr. Pineda,
get in here and watch this, please.
Her spina bifida caused a fluid build-up around her brain,
and the resulting backup causes the seizures.
Teach on somebody else's kid, Leanne.
[Heavy, gasping breaths]
[Gasping breaths continue]
[Gasps]
[Monitor beeping steadily]
Oxygen's up to 85%.
All right, let's get his abdomen scanned.
I've drawn off 20ccs.
Send that off for culture, gram stain, and cell count.
We need to wait for neuro, of course, but...
she is stable.
[Monitor beeping steadily]
Woman: Clear a path.
Man: Here we go. Watch your hand. Coming out. That's right.
Dr. Guthrie...
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
I didn't know what to do.
That's exactly right, Malaya.
You are a second-year resident,
a sophomore.
Wise fool.
You think you know more than you do,
and you don't even know what you don't know.
You know what this is?
That's Sinemet.
That's right, Malaya.
I'm seeing a specialist now.
I take this medication to control my tremors.
If you had taken just a moment to ask me, I would've told you!
I asked you, but you kept telling me it wasn't my business.
And it's not!
Just like it's not your business to tell me
whether or not I'm qualified to practice medicine.
Dr. Guthrie, please, I didn't mean to hurt you.
Hurt me?
Malaya, you humiliated me.
[Exhales sharply]
Shame on you.
Shame on both of you.
♪ ♪
[Emergency radio chatter]
He's on Sinemet.
Which has side effects.
He's our friend.
Loyalty to your friends cannot come before
loyalty to your patients.
Jesse...
We did the right thing.
We just should've done it sooner.
Woman: Hey, I'm here to help you.
Dr. Willis?
There's a man in the waiting room asking to see you.
Tell him I don't take requests.
He says it's an order.
Here you go. Black coffee, three sugars.
Thank you.
Old army habits die hard.
So what was so important you couldn't just pick up the phone?
Well, you know, your Dr. Campbell
called me a few months back, demanding I transfer you out of Angels.
Yeah, Campbell and I have had our... moments.
So you said when you called me with the same request.
It was a while ago.
Well, suddenly have a unit short a chief surgeon.
Doctor applied for a hardship deferment.
His wife just had triplets.
If you really wanna redeploy,
I can make it happen.
When would I leave?
Next week.
Nothing like an Irish goodbye.
This is a great opportunity, Willis.
You'd be in charge of an entire unit.
Can I think about it?
I can stick around for a little while.
"We were on our way to Oslo.
"We're in the middle of a-a big merger.
"I-I need to get there."
You need to take it easy for a few days.
"I don't do easy."
"Is Daniel going to be able to travel?"
Uh... [sighs]
You might wanna consider a different translator for this trip.
"Daniel's been with me for 25 years.
"There's no one else."
Leanne: How you feeling?
I can talk, which I hear is a bit of a miracle.
Um...
there's something else we need to talk to you about.
So we ordered a C.T. scan of your stomach
to check for bleeding.
- Didn't find any bleeding, but... - You saw the tumor.
You knew?
Stage IV undifferentiated stromal sarcoma.
I'm sorry.
Me, too. It recurred about six months ago.
I had surgery and chemo the first time around.
My oncologist tells me it's more aggressive now.
At least he thinks I have six to eight months
before the symptoms get bad.
Does Kathy know?
She knew the first time, but...
I haven't found a good time to tell her it's back.
You know what happened before the accident, right?
- No. - You lost consciousness.
That's why you drove over the embankment.
Oh, my God.
But Kathy's okay, right? She's... she's fine?
Yeah, you both got lucky... this time.
Okay. Boss lady wanted to pay you a visit.
I'm fine.
Yes, we missed our flight.
More importantly, how are you?
[Chuckles] She's making fun of my hair.
Cut me some slack.
[Mouthing words]
Do they know why I fainted?
He didn't tell her, did he?
Um, no. No, he didn't.
He said the reason he fainted was low blood sugar.
Angus: What were you supposed to do?
Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
No, you had a duty to say something. We all did.
Remember the oath? "First do no harm."
She looks like a normal kid.
I am normal.
Emily, you're awake.
- I didn't mean to say... - It's okay. We're cool.
Hi, Emily. I'll go get your father.
Dr. Rorish? She's awake.
Great.
- Is he mad? - Your father?
Of course not. Why would he be mad?
Hello. I'm Dr. Rorish.
- How you feeling? - Tired.
I bet you are.
Hey.
Hi, Dad. What happened?
My shunt got blocked again?
Yeah.
Did it get fixed?
[Sighs]
No, sweetie.
I'm sorry.
We tried to fix it, but there's still blockage
that we can't reach without surgery.
No. No surgery.
What happened? Hmm?
Were there headaches?
- Nausea? - I don't know.
No, don't tell me "I don't know."
Did you have headaches? Yes or no? Huh?
- Emily! - Well, maybe we should...
I didn't think it was a big deal.
Emily, I keep telling you, when you feel bad,
you have to let me know.
Otherwise, this is what happens.
Yeah. And it happens to me.
I'm the one who has to deal with it. I'm not...
- No, we have to deal with it, Emily! - Listen to me!
- Both of us have to deal with it. - Will, she needs to rest.
I'll take it from here, Dr. Rorish.
I didn't tell you because I knew you'd just freak out like this!
You're not listening to me! I'm not doing surgery!
You don't think this is important?
This is important, Emily. This is your life.
- Will, please. - I said I'll take it from here.
No, you won't.
She's my patient now, and I'm telling you to walk away.
You talk to her.
♪ ♪
Yes. Ohh. [Blows air]
Scalp lac patient.
[Bed rail rattles]
[Mouths words]
[Sighs] My help?
Uh, what... what about Daniel? He can't help?
Um... okay, a call to who?
I'm sorry. Uh, sorry, can you get me a suture kit
- and then some lido, please? - Woman: Yes, Doctor.
"L.A. Times"?
New York. Right.
Okay, I-I really can't.
Hold on. Just... please.
I'm... I'm... sorry. Wait, wait, wait.
- Uh, w-where's this patient? - [Line rings]
Man: "Times" business desk.
Uh... hello, this is Elliot Dixon.
I... wh... no, no. No, no, no, it's not.
Uh, sorry, this is Kathy Byrne.
Uh, Elliot Dixon translating.
Good. Hello, Ms. Byrne.
Ethan: It'll go quick if you hold still.
What the hell is going on over there?
So to to begin, what do you...
I think he's interpreting for her. Sit up.
- Unbelievable. Just... - [Speaking indistinctly]
She can't take one day off, even for a car wreck.
... more and more market power.
"I would start with the reasons why mergers reduce costs."
Uh, "Economies of scale, consolidation of administration,
"shared technology and R&D,
"and reduction of duplicative products."
She clearly doesn't need me.
That's our lot in life, right?
Our lot in life?
When we work for other people,
we mistake our relationships for personal ones.
[Man speaking indistinctly over P.A.]
Only people I work for are the patients.
[Chuckles]
[Door closes]
I got all three of your pages.
Nothing's changed with Emily.
She is stable, waiting for surgery.
How long have you known about Guthrie?
I stepped in and I stopped it the second I knew.
Is Malaya the only one who knew?
Okay. I'm not going there with you.
You're upset. You're emotional. Now is not the time.
Malaya Pineda is suspended, effective immediately.
- What? - My daughter, Leanne!
Is this Emily's father talking?
Because I thought I was speaking to the director of the E.R.
♪ ♪
[Door closes]
I've just been taking ibuprofen for it, but...
When's the last time you got it checked out?
[Groans] The military's got so much red tape.
Dr. Savetti, Dr. Kean, I see you've met my C.O.
I was just telling them how the bullet in my arm is a daily reminder
how friendly fire isn't that friendly.
He fractured the proximal head of the humerus.
Went untreated for years.
Presents with limited mobility and intermittent numbness.
You in any pain?
The usual. As I was just telling them,
I've been taking ibuprofen for it, but...
I can get you something stronger.
I said I'm fine.
Let me do this for you, Hutch.
Okay.
I'll fill out this med order, but you are getting an M.R.I.
- An M.R.I.? - It's what I do.
Let me help you, Hutch.
Okay.
- All right, follow you? - Mm-hmm.
General, who's the doc?
If I know him, maybe I'll send him something.
- The who? - The doc with the triplets.
Oh. Uh... Henderson. Harrison. Something with an "H."
I'll find out.
Shall we?
[Indistinct conversations]
I am saying that you have a responsibility to this hospital.
So now you're gonna tell me how to do my job.
What I'm going to tell you is that Campbell's daughter
was put in jeopardy, and that didn't have to happen.
You think I don't know that?
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I was handling it.
That is not the way we work, and you know it.
I made a mistake, but it was my mistake,
and it had nothing to do with you.
You're my right hand.
I have my own hands.
I'm not a doctor's assistant. I'm a nurse.
♪ ♪
Everything okay?
Yeah, everything's fine.
Excuse me.
My C.O. is here.
Says he can get me redeployed to Afghanistan.
When?
I'd leave in a week.
Heather: Get me pacu and recheck C.B.C and chemistry.
- Can I talk to you? - [Marker clatters]
No. [Sighs]
There's a hospital policy about doing what you're about to do.
And I'm the head of surgery. It's mine to enforce or ignore.
When were you gonna tell me that you had a daughter?
- I wasn't planning on it, actually. - [Elevator bell dings]
Is that why you never spent the night the whole time we were dating?
We weren't dating.
All right, hang on.
Now I just need you to be still, though, 'cause I've gotta get some more labs.
This might hurt for a second. Just wait a minute.
- Hang on. Let's see. - [Breathing unevenly]
Stop it, please! Please stop it!
[Tray clatters]
Okay, I understand that you're scared. It's okay.
I'm not scared. I just don't wanna do it.
- I'm so sick of this. - Sweetie, sweetie.
- Okay. - Stop.
I'm singing "Ave Maria" in the recital next week.
That's the only thing I'm doing.
All right.
It's my first solo.
[Whispers] I know.
You know what we're gonna do now?
- I'm not doing it. You do it. - Mm-hmm.
How about we're gonna do it together? Hmm?
Give me your hand.
[Whispers] There you go.
We're gonna hold our anger in our hand...
and we're gonna take a real good look at it,
so we can figure out what it really us.
What is it, sweetie?
Come on.
Mm.
What do we see?
It's never going away.
Okay, well...
now that we know what it is...
What do we ask ourselves?
Is it helping us?
That's right.
And? Is it helping us?
- No, it's not. - No.
[Whispers] Nah.
[Normal voice] So what do we do?
Let it go.
[Whispers] Gotta let it go.
Like a bird to the sky.
That's right. That's my girl.
Oh.
It's okay, baby.
♪ ♪
[Tapping buttons]
He suspended her.
- What? Who? - Malaya.
- [Receiver clatters] - For what?
Because she knew about Guthrie and didn't say anything.
Just like us.
Campbell doesn't know that, right?
Mario, the only difference between us and Malaya is that...
- Will you slow down? - ... she had the guts to say something.
- So what? - So we should've backed her up.
[Scoffs] You want us to go to Campbell
so he can suspend us, too?
We're talking about our careers.
No, we are talking about our friend.
There was an open bed, and she asked me to move her.
Of course she did.
[Mouthing words]
Um, "I moved my trip to next week.
"You'll be okay by then."
Tell her I can't go.
R-really, I think that I should just stay out of this.
I can move you up so that you can sign...
Show her this.
An e-mail from Andy Singer.
He said you were fishing for my replacement.
Oh, 'cause God forbid you cancel the trip.
I know you have responsibilities.
Sensitive? Uh, we were in a car accident two hours ago,
and you're out searching for my replacement?
What?
I shouldn't have left this open.
- Kathy, wait... - I'm so sorry.
[Mouths words]
- I wasn't ready to tell you. - God.
Fine. That's why I passed out in the car.
I was going to tell you!
No, just...
no, stop, Kathy, leave it open. Just wait!
Hey, you don't have to do it. Just wait.
I'm... I'm sorry.
Wait!
Hey, can you tell... can... [Sighs]
♪ ♪
Campbell, the man has been with us,
been one of us, for decades.
People are the heart of this place.
The ones giving their all every day, every shift,
every patient.
Guthrie is Angels,
and yet you couldn't fire him fast enough?
I didn't fire him.
He quit.
♪ ♪
You know, I once walked 17 miles
through the hindu kush with a crushed femur.
- Sorry, hospital rules. - [Sighs]
So you've never seen an orthopedist?
How long you had this injury for?
Oh, I hurt it in Kandahar about four years ago.
But I'm okay with my meds.
[Pills rattle]
- Don't you want some water? - I'm good.
You, uh, chew them like that,
they get into the bloodstream quicker. Isn't that right?
You don't always have clean water out in the field.
Except they taste terrible.
Nobody would chew them like that unless they were desperate.
Mario...
[Chuckles]
That's okay. Little dogs wanna bark, huh? So what?
You think you're tough with your little pajamas
and your teenage tattoos.
I don't think you'd know tough if it walked up and kicked you in your ass.
But keep playing, hey? Maybe we'll find out.
And what kind of game are you playing?
Four years of narcotics
and you still haven't seen an orthopedist?
You know, it sounds to me like you don't wanna get better.
- Excuse me, son? - Whoa, Dr. Savetti.
Dr. Kean, we'll see you inside.
What are you doin'?
- Helping my patient. - He's not your patient.
Yeah, well, I don't give prescriptions
to friends, colleagues, not even my boss.
Watch it.
Look, like it or not,
something's up with the general,
and it's not just his shoulder.
An injury like his could sideline his career,
get him decommissioned.
So you live with it. It's what you do.
That's your diagnosis, an acute case of denial?
Do you have any idea what that man's been through,
what any of us have been through?
I don't, but I know an addiction when I see it.
Noa: Dr. Willis, come quick!
- Pulse is thready. - Pull him out.
- He lost consciousness. - He's not breathing.
- Dr. Savetti, crash cart. - Yep.
♪ ♪
[Pills rattle]
It's this. There's only two left.
How many did you prescribe him?
[Pumping] 12. He overdosed.
- 2 milligrams of Narcan. - On it.
[Pills rattle]
It's in.
♪ ♪
[Pumping]
[Gasps]
[Exhales sharply]
[Breathing deeply]
Hey. Thanks for coming in.
For Emily, any time.
- I better go scrub. - Good.
Oh, did you make sure that there's no loculated cyst on the shunt?
We ruled that out.
Get going then. All right.
Dr. Fields.
He's the most respected peds neurosurgeon in L.A.
Yeah.
She's in good hands.
I only want someone I can trust.
That's why you're scrubbing in, too.
You know, I-I've been telling her,
but she's not listening to me.
I'd more comfortable with you staying
a little longer for observation.
"I have to get back to work."
Okay. I'll get your discharge papers ready.
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
[No audio]
[Paddles thunk]
He has a healthy heart.
I don't know why he's not responding.
[Compressing chest]
Leanne,
he has a prolonged Q.T.
I think this is hypocalcemia.
That's gotta be it. Bony mets from the cancer.
Give him calcium.
[Monitor beeping rapidly]
Here you go.
[No audio]
[Monitor beeping steadily]
- We got sinus. - Okay.
Okay, let's give him a drip
at 1 milligram per kilogram per hour.
And check, please, for an ionized calcium
every half-hour.
Mama.
Jesse.
Thank you...
mama.
It's okay.
[Ventilator hissing, monitor beeping steadily]
♪ ♪
Fields: Forceps.
[Beeping continues]
Heather: It's... it's not coming out.
Fields: Well, something there's scarring around the catheter.
You just have to really, really pull.
There you go.
- Sponge stick. - Suction.
She was born with a dimple at the base of her spine.
That's how it starts.
They told us she would never walk,
she would die.
My wife, she...
she couldn't take it and left.
It's just you?
Us.
Emily and me, we... we do this together.
She's confined to a wheelchair.
She doesn't have...
bladder or bowel function.
She has to be catheterized every three hours.
She's been doing it herself since she was 4.
Yeah, we live our life in 3-hour increments.
There ain't no light at the end of the tunnel here.
Except her. She's...
she's the light.
Yeah, she is.
But she wants to be a normal kid.
It means she's gonna make mistakes.
When she makes mistakes, she ends up here.
Or worse.
[Crying]
[Sobs, crying]
She's...
she's not normal.
[Gasps, sniffles]
Will...
[Exhales sharply]
She... she cannot make any mistakes.
Her entire job right now
is to rebel at the exact moment
that she needs you the most.
Now there is nothing more normal than that.
[Exhales deeply]
[Sniffles]
You know, you once told me this place was gonna humble me.
You were right.
♪ ♪
I hope it's okay.
Uh, she wanted to show you something.
What is this? More deals?
Answers to what?
What does all this mean?
Uh, it's a website for a new program in Germany.
It shows some promise with undifferentiated sarcoma.
[Mouthing words]
[Mouths words]
She... she wants him to keep fighting,
but he's done fighting.
You think that's what's happening?
What, it's not?
What's happening is that he needs a friend,
but she doesn't see him like that.
No.
Of course she does.
I don't have much time left, Kathy.
I'm gonna give you two more weeks, that's it.
I'm not quitting. I'm dying.
This isn't an action item, Kathy.
- You can't fix it... - Told you.
... with memos or bring in H.R.
Or appeal to the shareholders.
It's final.
Oh, she turns around when she doesn't wanna listen anymore.
Perfect. [Sighs]
[Sighs] You can pull the curtain closed. I've had enough.
[Crying]
♪ ♪
[Crying, sniffling]
"You idiot."
"You're not a business deal to me.
"You're my best friend."
Told you.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
[Knock on door]
[Door opens]
[Door closes]
I've known about Guthrie for several weeks.
Don't suspend Malaya.
Not her fault. I told her not to say nothing.
You knew?
I-I knew something was wrong.
I just didn't know what.
What you did violates the law.
That puts this hospital at risk.
Most importantly, it puts patients at risk.
I know.
Do you have anything to say in your defense?
No, I just rather you fire me than suspend Malaya.
[Sighs]
I don't have a choice, Jesse.
I have to do both.
♪ ♪
[Door opens, closes]
♪ ♪
How you feel?
If you're gonna lecture me, remember your rank, Colonel.
Oh, I do.
You know, when I first deployed, I was scared to death.
I thought, there is no way I'm gonna last two days,
let alone six months.
And then I looked at you
and I thought...
that guy...
that's what I need to be.
I've always been honored to serve under you,
so much so that I probably couldn't see what was going on.
But that was my instinct,
to serve.
Guess it's a hard thing to turn off.
And you thought you could exploit it.
'Cause that's why you're really here. Right?
There's no job offer.
There can be.
Give me a chance to make this right.
You wanna make this right?
You let me help you.
You see?
I can't shut it off.
Hi, Daddy.
[Whispers] Hey, baby.
[Sighs]
My head hurts.
I know.
Am I going to die?
Yes...
when you're 98.
Maybe 99,
but not before you're old and ugly.
[Both laugh]
[Bells tolling]
No.
You're gonna be fine.
[Church bells tolling]
[Organ playing "ave Maria"]
♪ ♪
Choir: ♪ Ave ♪
♪ Ave ♪
♪ Maria ♪
♪ ♪
♪ gratia ♪
♪ plena ♪
♪ Maria ♪
♪ gratia plena ♪
♪ Maria... ♪
[Door opens]
♪ ♪
Malaya and Jesse were not the only ones.
We knew about Guthrie, too.
If they're in trouble, so are we.
Too many people have already been hurt by this.
I'm not gonna lose anyone else.
♪ ♪
I'm proud of you.
♪ Mortis nostrae ♪
All of you.
♪ ♪
[Door opens]
♪ Nostrae ♪
♪ Ave ♪
♪ Maria ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Mater Dei ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Ora ♪
♪ pro nobis peccatoribus ♪
♪ Ora ♪
♪ Ora pro nobis ♪
♪ Ora ♪
♪ Ora pro nobis ♪
♪ peccatoribus ♪
♪ Nunc et ♪
♪ in hora mortis ♪
♪ ♪
♪ et in hora ♪
♪ mortis nostrae ♪
♪ et in hora ♪
♪ mortis nostrae ♪
♪ ♪
I love coming up here on Sunday mornings.
If you listen really closely,
you can here all the different church choirs
for about 20 blocks.
♪ ♪
You know the dust will settle.
Campbell will reconsider.
♪ ♪
I don't know about that.
Jesse's gone.
You're gone.
I'm not gone.
I'm staying.
♪ Ventris ♪
I'm glad.
♪ ... tuae Jesus ♪
♪ Ave ♪
♪ Maria ♪
♪ ♪
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