Being Erica (2009–2011): Season 3, Episode 12 - Erica, Interrupted - full transcript

Erica's life seems to be back on track. 50/50 Publishing's future seems bright. Brent wants to extend a permanent olive branch to Julianne - and by association Erica - due in part to their now closer working relationship. Julianne is still somewhat suspicious as Brent will not tell her why he originally stabbed her in the back. Back with Erica, she is in a budding relationship with Adam. And all of her family - Barb, Gary and Sam - are also in happy places in their lives. But Erica's life takes an unexpected turn when, after waking up after her first ever lovemaking session with Adam, she finds that she is back in the hospital during the time when she first met Dr. Tom. Populated by familiar faces in different positions, such as Julianne as a nurse, Dave as an orderly and Dr. Tom as Dr. Wexler who is her physician and not her therapist, Erica's new reality is that she has just awaken from a two week coma from her nut-allergy induced anaphylactic shock. The implication is that her therapy with Dr. Tom has been a dream. As Erica tries to cope with what she sees as this setback, she receives a visitor from her past who tries to make her understand what's going on. Regardless of if what she is experiencing is indeed her reality, Erica has to come to the understanding that she still has the lessons learned from therapy - imagined or real - to start the process of bettering her life all over again.

Erica:
Previously on "Being Erica":

What happened?

Was there any almonds
or walnuts in that latte?

Yeah, it's actually
the hazelnut mocha mint latte.

(Gasps for air)

You're a doctor, right?

I'm a therapist.

Do you wanna fix your problems
or not?

Yes!

Dr. Tom:
If you could go back,
what would you do differently?

Erica:
You think
I'm supposed to accept



that I'm just like what, a time traveler

because this,
this can't be for real.

Feels real enough.

Darryl:
You're here because you're ready
to start phase two.

And how many phases
are there?

You really have
no clue?

Dr. Tom:
Three.

Hastings:
I have work.

It's better than anything
you're likely to get.

Adam:
And so I signed up

and the rest
is my sick history.

I lost you once,
Barbara;

I'm not gonna lose you
again.

You really hurt me.



Let's just leave it
at that.

Julianne:
What're you talking about?

I don't know what I could have done.

Can we please just drop it?

Adam:
I actually have never met
a woman I cared about

more than you.

So I came here
to tell you that

and... to see
if you'll have me.

Come here.

(Waking moan)

Good morning.

Morning.

What time is it?

I have no idea.

Oh my God,
it's 10:30.

We slept for like...

Twelve hours.

Adam:
I needed it.

And I haven't slept
that well

in a long, long time.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Erica:
They say the journey of life
is like a trek up a mountain;

we spend most of our time

putting one foot
in front of the other.

We get lost,
we fall,

we circle back.

And sometimes
every step is a struggle,

until the moment comes
when we find our footing;

when we are able to stop,

take a breath,

and look up...
And see how far we've come

and understand
how beautiful that is.

And suddenly the air sparkles
all around us like a jewel

and the world cracks open
in all its loveliness,

and we are filled with deep
and abiding gratitude

for all that we have

and all that we are.

(Phone ringing)

Erica:
(Frustrated whine)
Mmm!

Ugh...

(Groans)

I should probably get that.

(Phone ringing)

(Phone beeps on)

Hello.

Julianne:
Erica, where are you?!

You were supposed
to help me set up.

(Gasps)

Oh, my God,
the engagement brunch.

Julianne:
Yes, the engagement brunch,

with fifty of Dave
and Ivan's closest

and bestest friends,

and it starts in 45 minutes.

- Do you want a glass of water?
- Uh, sure.

Wait a minute.
Do you have company?

Company of
the overnight variety?

Do not lie.

Yes.

Erica!

Erica:
Look, Julianne, I'm sorry.

I'm just gonna jump
in the shower

and I'll be right there, okay?
- Okay.

Do not take a bus, or a streetcar.

Take a cab.
I want you here pronto-Toronto.

Loud and clear.
Bye.

(Remorseful groan)

Oh my God!
I completely forgot

it's Ivan and David's
engagement brunch,

and Julianne's hosting

and she asked me to be
her little helper.

Yeah, no worries.
I'm late for work anyway.

I'll see you tonight.

Yeah.

Bye.

Bye.

Adam:
(Chuckles)

(Door shuts)

Focus, focus, focus, focus.

♪ Being Erica 3x12 ♪
Erica, Interrupted
Original Air Date on December 8, 2010

♪ it's clearer inside of me ♪

♪ who I will always be ♪

♪ open me up to my heart ♪

♪ feels like I'm seeing
in the dark ♪

♪ waking me up to my heart ♪

♪ to do it all over... ♪

♪ again and again ♪

♪ until the end ♪

♪ the sum of my dreams ♪

♪ and everything
I ever wanted to be ♪

Oh, come on,

every couple has a story
about how they met.

Yeah, I just don't think

people are gonna wanna
hear ours.

Dave, humour me.

Fine.
The year was 2002,

and I was a working
as a contractor

in this library downtown

and David was poet-in-residence.

Everyone knew I was gay.

Poet-in-residence,
quelle surprise!

Dave:
And I thought Ivan
was straight

and still,
I was stupidly hot for him.

Anyway, one day,
I'm up a ladder,

I'm reaching
for a book...

And I was passing by,
and I looked up...

You were just smitten!

That's one way
of putting it.

I couldn't stop myself.

I walked up to him,
I reached up and I...

I grabbed his ass.

I'm sorry, you...
You what?

And then smiled
and said, "nice buns."

(Laughs)

Mmm.

Yeah,
let's not share that today.

Oh, you sure?

Retelling it,
it's actually kinda funny.

Yeah. I'm sure.

Dave: Jana!
Jana: Dave!

You made it!

Ah! I wouldn't miss it
for the world.

Oh, Jana,
this is Julianne.

Julianne:
Nice to meet you, Jana.

How do you know
the happy couple?

Jana:
Actually, Dave and I dated
in high school.

Yeah.

Yeah. And I touched
Julianne's breasts,

so I guess we're even.

Yeah. Anywho...

Before more of your guests
arrive.

So, be back in a jiff.

Bye.

Okay.

(Handle clicks,
door closes)

(Anxiously)
Brent?

One sec.
(Zipper snaps off)

(Gasps in shock)

Great.

Brent.

Hello, Julianne.

Obviously
you're on your way out.

I...

Just want to give this
to you.

(Taken aback) Okay.
Thanks.

Do you wanna come in?

Brent:
Sure.

Friedken handed in
his final chapters.

Frank Galvin read them
and loved them.

He's so impressed that...
He's sending me to Sydney

to work with this
new aboriginal voice

we just signed.

Like Sydney, Australia?

I leave tomorrow
for a month.

Wow!

Open it.

Oh.

Hmm.

Oh.

The dove is a universally
recognized symbol for peace.

So is that what this is?
This is a peace offering?

In crystal.

Well, thanks.

Well, I guess I should
let you go

wherever you're going.

Uh... oh, this.

Uh, I'm actually
not going anywhere.

It's just the zipper
on my blouse split

and I'm supposed to be
giving a speech

in 10 minutes,
so...

I was a model;

I'm used to wardrobe
malfunctions.

You modelled underwear.

Show me the damage.

Come on.

Okay.
(Sputtered exhale)

Uh, well...

I need you to hold
very still, okay?

Relax.

(Stapler clicks)

There.
Crisis averted.

Wow!

Thank you.

Fits like a glove.

Well, I guess I should
let you get to it.

Well, have a...
Have a great time in Australia.

Thank you.

Julianne...

The dove isn't
just lip service.

I really do wanna
make amends.

Maybe when I get back
we could do lunch?

I miss you.

Have a great trip,
Brent.

(Door opens and closes)

(Exhales heavily)

Romeo and Juliet;

Bogey and Bacall;

Brad and Angelina;

Dave and Ivan...

(Polite laughter)

What do these couples
have in common?

True love.

Audience:
(Awwww's)

What Dave and Ivan
have taught me -

besides the fact that "gays"
come in all shapes and sizes -

is that love does too.

To Dave and Ivan!

Guests:
To Dave and Ivan.

(Glasses clink,
warm laughter)

Okay.
Now, enough talking,

it's time to celebrate.

And karaoke starts
in 15 minutes,

so warm up those voices
and have fun!

(Excited cheering,
lively chatter)

Thank you.

Oh, beautiful speech.

Oh, thank you.
Now, dish.

You had a guy over
last night?

As your best friend,
I demand details.

Julianne:
And as your partner,
I second that.

Who was he?

(Clears throat)
Adam.

Adam?!
The Irish Lothario?

Well, you know,
things...

Sort of worked out
unexpectedly.

Judith:
I thought you said
he was with someone else?

He changed his mind.

And, you know, I know that
that sounds bad,

but you just have
to trust me,

I know what I'm doing.

And we're taking things
slowly, so...

Judith
he slept over.

How is that taking things
slowly?

We slept side by side,

all night,
fully clothed,

and nothing happened.

How's that for slow?

Well, I stand corrected;
That is slow.

I mean, that's slower
than slow.

- That is just...
- Weird.

What're you gonna do

the next time
you see each other?

Hold hands?

Maybe.

Julianne:
Well, today is just turning out
to be full of surprises.

What does that mean?

Wow! It's...
It's really something.

Well, yes,

Brent's always had
fabulous taste.

But you gotta question
the motive.

You don't think
he's sincere?

Julianne:
I mean, he's asking me
to forgive him,

but how can I trust him
after everything?

I mean, I don't even
know what happened;

I don't know why
he went so crazy.

Have you asked him?

Yes. He just switches
the subject.

What are you thinking?

Well, I think that
if you wanna know the truth,

then you have to be
ready to hear things

that you may not wanna hear.

What? L-like what?

Do you know something?

No. But it seems pretty clear,
doesn't it?

Now,
why won't he tell you?

Why does he change the subject
when you bring it up?

It's obvious
that there's something

that he doesn't
want you to know,

and if you push,

you have to be ready
to hear it,

whatever it is.

(Sighs heavily)
That's kinda scary.

I know.

Oh...

Awww.

Hmm.

Hmm?

Who needs a shrink
when I've got you.

(Snickers)

Samantha:
Erica.

You gotta come hear this.

Barbara:
♪ there are mountains
in our way ♪

Oh my!

♪ But we climb
a step every day ♪

Gary and Barbara:
♪ love lifts us up
where we belong! ♪

would you have ever
believed this?

Mmm,
not in a million years.

They're really cute...
With their clothes on.

Oh.

Sam and Lenin:
(Laughing)

Yeah,
they really are.

You know what this means,
Sam?

What?

You, me, up there,
singing...

Islands in the Stream.

- Oh yeah.
- No-no-no-no-no-no...

I'm gonna go find a sub,
and you can't stop me.

Samantha:
Lenin...
(Laughs, defeated)

- Lenin asked me to move in.
- Really?

And I said yes.
(Squeals)

Erica, I have never liked
anyone like this before.

Anyone.

Sammy,
I'm so happy for you.

Yeah?
And you think he's good?

I mean, for me.

I mean, considering

I was so spectacularly wrong
about Josh,

I... (Sighs)

I want your honest
opinion.

Sam,

I think he's great.

Yeah? Yeah.
(Excited squeal)

Gary and Barbara:
♪ love lifts us up
where we belong ♪

and then, after brunch,
Dave got up on stage

and he performed this
spoken love poem to Ivan.

Really?
Was it any good?

Well,
it made Julianne cry.

And you?

No, I didn't cry.

I was too busy smiling
my face off.

It's like today
has been the perfect day,

you know, over and over
and over again,

surrounded by all these people
that I love.

Everything,
it just feels right -

with work,
and with my family and...

And you.

Don't jinx it.

I can't help it.
You know this therapy thing?

I think everyone
should do it.

(Glasses clink)

You know,
therapy's amazing,

but sometimes I'm surprised
I made it this far.

That last session
was one of the hardest

I've ever had
to go through, and...

(Sighs, reflecting)

What?

Well, the fact that
you were there for me,

waiting out the other side,
it...

Helped me.

More than you know.

I've said it before
and I'll say it again,

you'd make a great doctor.

And what about you?

Me? Nah.

I'm too hot-headed.
I don't have the patience.

Erica:
You can work on that.

But what you do have, Adam,
is passion.

You know,
you're brave,

and you say it
like it is,

and you always care.

Even when I'm being
a bully?

Even then.

Especially then.

Erica...

("Between Sheets"
by Imogen Heap plays)

♪ You and me,
between sheets, ♪

♪ it just doesn't get better
than this ♪

♪ the many windswept
yellow stickies of my mind ♪

♪ are the molten
emotional frontline ♪

♪ I couldn't care less, ♪

♪ I'm transfixed
in this absolute bliss ♪

♪ oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh ♪

♪ the sweet sleepless
tumbling night ♪

♪ oh, and the morning
on your skin ♪

♪ and loved up light ♪

♪ tracing patterns
in the maze of your back ♪

♪ softly, softly
the goose bumps like that ♪

♪ and then a ki-i-i-iss ♪

♪ o-ooh ♪

♪ maybe another... ♪

♪ maybe another...
Maybe another... ♪

♪ oo-oo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooh ♪

♪ oo-oo-ooh ♪

Adam...

PA:
Dr. Maron to Radiology please.

(Door opens)

Dr. Maron to Radiology.

Ms. Strange?

(Stammers, unsure)

Dr. Tom.
Where am I?

Don't try to move.
Just easy, easy.

Just relax.

Why am I in
the hospital?

The ambulance
brought you here.

- What?
- You were in a coffee shop,

do you remember?

You went into
anaphylactic shock.

You fell
and you hit your head,

and you lost consciousness.

Why have you sent me
back here?

Sent you back...?

No, Ms. Strange,
you don't understand.

You've been in a coma
for two weeks.

Wait a minute.
What...?

Dr. Tom:
Your parents are on their way;

they're gonna be here
in a few minutes.

Just hold on a second.

What is this?

Listen, it can be
very disorienting

when you first regain
consciousness.

What are you talking about?

Barbara:
Oh my God! Erica!
Can I hug her?

Absolutely.

Barbara:
Oh, you're awake,
my darling.

Thank God.

No, no, I'm sorry.

I am not doing this.
Okay, Dr. Tom?

Uh, nurse!

We need a nurse
in here please.

Okay, wh-wh-wh-wh-whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Julianne?

Okay, it's okay.
You're a little confused.

Let's get a chair.

I'm gonna help you get up.
There.

What is this?

I can- I can get up
on my own.

Honey, just let them
help you.

You've been through
a lot.

Erica:
I'm fine.

Oh!
(Grunts)

Barbara:
(Gasps)

All right, okay.

You haven't moved your muscles
for two weeks,

so you're very weak.

Please, just let me help you.
Okay?

Dr. Tom:
Let's watch her lines.

Julianne:
There you go.

PA:
Dr. Hinckman to Orthopedics
please.

Dave:
Hey! Look who's awake.

Erica: Dave?
Dave: Feeling better?

Gary:
Dr. Wexlar, she seems
so confused and panicked,

and the things
she was saying...?

Well, you know,
she took a bad fall.

And even though the swelling
in her brain has subsided,

she may be conflating her dreams
with reality.

Barbara:
But she's still all right,
isn't she?

Dr. Tom:
They'll run more tests
at the rehab,

but the most important thing
right now

is she needs to rest.

She needs to be around people
and places that are familiar.

That'll help to ground her.

Barbara:
Okay. Thank you so much, doctor.

Dr. Tom:
You're very welcome.

You take care,
Erica.

(Elevator dings)

Thank you.

Dr. Tom...

Barbara:
Just go slow, honey.

Erica:
Look, I can walk.

Gary:
You thought you could walk
in the hospital.

I'm not going to fall.
Just let go.

Thank you.

Barbara:
Would you like to take
a nice hot shower?

I can make you some lunch
if you're hungry.

Okay.

(Door closes)

You've gotta be
kidding me!

Barbara:
I'm worried sick about her.

It's the confusion
that's the most disturbing.

Samantha:
She talks about time travelling.

Barbara:
It's, it's frightening.

Time travelling, doctor,

the therapist...
I don't know...

Gary:
At least we're all together.

Erica: Mom?
Barbara: Yeah?

Is this really
all you could find me to wear?

I mean...

Honey, look who came by
to see you.

Erica.

Oh my God.

How're you feeling?

Um, I'm- I've asked your
doctor to forward me

all of your test results,

and you're gonna be with
the best rehab specialist.

He's actually a personal
friend of mine, so-

- Sam...
- Too much?

I'm sorry.

Two weeks is a long time
to be in a coma, Erica.

Can I have a turn?

It's really...

Really good to see you.

Barbara:
So, would everyone like
something to eat?

I'll have a bagel.

Minus the lox;
The salmon gives me heartburn.

Sam:
(Clears throat)
Josh.

Oh, and welcome back,
sleeping beauty.

It's in Forest Hill,

and I wouldn't exactly
call it little.

It's brand new.

Mom, who cares about the house.

I wanna hear about Erica.

Josh:
She's been out cold
for two weeks, Sam.

It's not like she's got
a lot of stories to tell.

(Soft thud,
dishes clatter)

Ouch.

Gary:
Actually,
it was very interesting

when she first woke up.

She had lots of stories
to tell.

She thought the real doctor Dr. Wexlar

was her therapist.

Do you remember that, honey?

How you thought he could
send you back in time?

He could.

(Utensil clatters)

But I just imagined it,
right?

I mean, isn't that what
you're all hoping I believe?

Erica, come on,
just sit down.

When you've been in
a coma-

you know what?
Just don't, okay?

Because I know
what you're all thinking;

that there's someting wrong with me.

Why is this happening?

(Shaky breath)

This isn't real.

This isn't real...
This isn't real...

All right, Dr. Tom,

what're you trying
to teach me, huh?

(Breathing hard)

Barbara:
This was a bad idea.

The doctor said
it would be good for her

to be around
familiar faces.

Which is true,

but I think maybe
we overdid it.

Erica's brain
has suffered a trauma

and trying to rush her back
to normal...

Is not gonna work.

Barbara:
I have to check on her.

Sam:
I'll come with you.

How am I supposed to know
what to do?

Geez...

(Knock at the door)

Barbara:
Erica? Are you okay?

Erica, open the door.
We're sorry.

We just wanna talk to you.

I don't feel like talking.

Barbara:
Come on, sweetheart,
just let us in.

Samantha:
Erica, it's gonna be fine.

(Knock at the door)

Barbara:
Erica, open the door now!

♪ Where do you go
with your broken heart in tow? ♪

♪ what do you do
with the leftover you? ♪

♪ how do you know
when to let go ♪

♪ where does the good go? ♪

♪ where does the good go? ♪

(grunts, exhales)

Ow!

(Leaves rustle)

♪ Look me in the eyes ♪

Are you trying to make me
think that I'm insane?

Erica, did you come here
by yourself?

'Cause if you're trying
to drive me crazy,

well, it's working.

I see that you're
a little upset.

So, why don't we sit down
and we can talk about it.

I don't want to have a seat.

All right?
I just...

I wanna know why
you're doing this, okay?

Dr. Tom:
Could you pull Erica Strange's
file please?

Get her parents' number
and call them right away.

You are my therapist,
you're not my doctor,

and we have spent
two years together.

And this -
you doing this to me,

it's really unfair.

And I don't care

what you're trying
to teach me right now,

I just want you to stop,
okay,

and just admit
you know me!

Just take a breath, all right?
It's okay.

Please, Dr. Tom!

It's okay.
All right.

Dr. Tom, please?!

Call a code white.

What is a-
what is a code white?

We're gonna call your parents
and we're gonna figure this out. Okay?

Erica:
Why are you torturing me?!

We;re gonna need a 5 and 2, please.

Calm down. Take it easy okay?

I want my life back,
Dr. Tom.

You give me my life back!

Guard:
Calm down, okay?!

Get the hell off of me!

(Grunts)
Stop it!

Guard:
Just take it easy, okay?

Get off me!
Get off! No!

Hello, Erica.

I'm Dr. Rodriguez.

Dr. Wexlar sent me
to talk to you.

Can you tell me
why you're here?

Well, I'm here because
everyone seems to think

that I have been in a coma
for two weeks.

And what do you think?

Well, I don't really think
that it matters what I think

because you're not gonna
believe me.

I can't promise I'll agree
with your version of events,

but I'd like to try
and understand.

I'd like to help you.

I think that my whole life
has been erased somehow.

Like I've been dropped
into a nightmare

and I really wish
that I could just wake up.

You have a sense that
you've been living

a different life.

No, it's not a "sense";
I know.

I have a company,
I am in a relationship.

My life...
My life, it's not this.

Dr. Rodriguez:
So how do you explain this
then?

That night -
the night that I fell -

I woke up in the hospital
and Dr. Tom was there,

and he said that that
he could help me fix my life.

And he started sending me
back in time

to fix my regrets.

So, this Doctor Tom...

I know how it sounds.

You're convinced that
he's also your neurologist,

Dr. Wexlar.

No, he's not a neurologist
at all.

No? Dr. Wexlar works here,
Erica.

Fine,
but he's pretending to,

to teach me a lesson,
or else...

Something got messed up.

(Laughing)

Oh God, this is coming out
all wrong.

Erica, I'd like you
to consider an alternative;

the possibility that
there's another explanation.

You were in a coma.
You were minimally conscious,

and you saw and heard things
that you built into a fantasy.

A fantasy that felt
so real-

- No, no! I...
- Just hear me out.

I wonder if this
other life you lived

is a kind of dream.

A very vivid dream.

You recognize your doctor

because he was in and out
of your room.

Dr. Rodriguez,

what you're saying
makes sense.

But just because
you sound right,

it doesn't mean
that you are.

I understand why you want it
to be real, Erica, I do.

Sounds amazing.

But if you persist in
holding onto the utopia

you've built for yourself,

you run the risk
of losing touch

with what is actually real.

I don't want you
to be right.

Do you think
I might be right?

Do you think
it's possible?

Gary:
She just needs
a few days rest,

then we re-evaluate.

Barbara:
Gary, she jumped out
the window.

Gary:
So you want to commit her,
commit our daughter?

Barbara:
I don't...

I don't wanna commit her.

But Dr. Wexlar said that maybe-

Gary:
Dr. Wexlar also said
Erica could come home,

and look where that ended up.

So why are you listening
to him?

Barbara:
How can you make me feel guilty
about this?

Gary:
Don't try to turn this
into a fight about us, Barb.

Barbara:
I'm not.
I'm worried about her.

At least, as an inpatient,
she'll be safe.

Gary:
Well you know something?

It seems to be
it's more about your neurosis

than what is best for her!

(Barb and Gary argue)

♪ Say you got trouble ♪

♪ say you got pain ♪

♪ say you got nothing left
to believe in ♪

♪ nothing to hold onto ♪

♪ nothing to trust ♪

♪ nothing but chains ♪

♪ scouring your conscience ♪

♪ raking through
your memories ♪

♪ scouring your conscience ♪

♪ raking through
your memories ♪

♪ but that was the river
and this is the sea ♪

♪ that was the river ♪

♪ behold the sea ♪

Erica?

Hey.

Leo?

Why are you here?

I'm here because
you want me to be here.

So you're, um...

You're just in my head,
you're a...

You're like a ghost,
like a hallucination?

Something like that.

Okay.

So, wow...

I guess I really am
insane.

(Half laughs)

It's my turn
to ask a question.

Why are you here?

I woke up yesterday morning

to find out that my whole life
is gone, Leo.

It was worse than gone.
It was like it didn't exist.

It was a dream.

I don't know what
I'm supposed to do.

Well...
(Exhales heavily)

You always have
a choice.

Isn't that what therapy
taught you?

You know about therapy?

I know everything you know
because, well...

I am you.

You're standing on
a bridge,

talking to yourself,

trying to figure out
how to...

escape this...nightmare

you feel
you're trapped in.

And you're considering
your options.

Actually, I'm just trying
to clear my head;

figure out what's real,
what isn't.

I think it's pretty obvious
what's real.

This life -

the one where
you're single,

unemployed,

and in the middle
of a nervous breakdown.

What do you have
to go back to really?

I mean,
your entire life,

everything you worked for,

it was all a fantasy.

What are you saying?

What do you think
I should do?

It doesn't matter
what I think, Erica.

It's what you think.

You know that friend
you have,

the one who seems to have it
all figured out?

She's got the great job,
the great guy,

the great life?

Well...

You're not that girl.

And that's what you keep
telling yourself;

that is what
you fear is true.

You're afraid that
you made up this other you,

this better you.

And now?

All you're left with
is this.

And if this is
all you are, Erica,

all you'll ever be,

then you're asking yourself
what's the point?

Dr. Tom would say...

There is no Dr. Tom.

Dr. Tom would say,

in the middle of difficulty
lies opportunity.

Even if it's not real -

even if everything that
I've experienced wasn't real,

I've been changed by it.

And that's real.

Erica...
I remember it all, Leo.

Every lesson,
good and bad;

every victory,
every defeat.

And I can't just...

I can't just throw it away.

I can't throw my life away.

I would rather live
and try and fail

than give up.

Goodbye, Erica.

(Whoosh)

Dr. Tom:
Erica.

Dr. Tom...

What is happening?

You passed, Erica.

Welcome to Doctor training.

That was a test?

It was.

That's it.

That's all I get -
you passed the test?

Nothing about
how you basically,

you just tortured me?!

It was necessary.

Why?

Not everyone is meant
to become a Doctor, Erica,

and this is the way
that it gets determined.

It is a trial;

it's not meant
to be easy.

Erica
not it's cruel
and it's vicious, actually.

It's inelegant,
perhaps,

but that's the way
it's done.

The way that
it's always been done.

Okay, so what about
the others?

What about Camilla,
Adam,

Darryl, Rebecca?

Dr. Tom:
They took the test as well.

And?

And, now that you
have passed,

you get to move on,

to give back;

to help in the same way

that you, yourself,
were helped.

What if I had failed?

Each phase builds
on the last, Erica.

You cannot enter group
until you're ready

and the same is true
for Doctor training.

And that's why we do
the test;

so that we can be sure

that you have
a solid foundation,

and you proved back there
that you do.

Because you were able
to hold onto yourself.

Everything else was ripped away from you.

You earned this.

Well done.

I'm gonna become
a Doctor.

Doctor Erica.

You are indeed.

So, I mean, what about
the rest of my life?

There'll be plenty of time
to sort out those details.

But, for now,

what you need
to worry about...

Is your office.

My office?

Dr. Tom:
Yes. Every doctor needs one.

(Door whooshes open)

This, Erica,
is your canvas.

You get to make
this office

whatever you want it to be.

Okay. So, do you guys
just give me a charge card

for Home Depot?

It's not quite as pedestrian
as that.

Clear your head,

and let whatever comes to mind
speak to you.

Okay, but if-

Dr. Tom:
But not out loud.

Just think.

Concentrate.

(Loud crackling,
heavy thud)

Oh my God.

(Apple crunches)

Honeycrisp.
Tasty.

This is amazing!

So I can just like make
whatever I want to?

Whatever you want.
Have fun.

Experiment.

Enjoy.

(Excited squeal)

Uh, Dr. Tom.

How exactly do I leave here,
when I'm done?

Decide where you want to go,

walk through the door

and you'll find yourself
there.

Wherever I want?

Like Bangkok?

Baby steps, Erica.

Where to begin?







(door handle clicks)

Erica:
Adam?

Oh my God,
that test...?

Can you believe it?
I came this to failing,

but...

I passed.

I didn't, Erica.

What?

I'm not going to be
a Doctor.

What do you mean
you didn't pass?

What happened?

I blew it.

How?

I ended up agreeing to go
back to work for Hastings.

And you failed
because of that?

I failed because I couldn't
withstand the pressure.

I buckled.

I turned my back on
everything that I learned.

And I did some terrible things
again, Erica.

Awful things.

I don't know
what to say.

Why am I so weak?

Adam...

You're not weak.

I'm sorry.
Look...

I'm wrecking this
for you.

You should be celebrating.

No, I don't...

I don't feel
like celebrating.

I just,
I feel... awful.

Don't.
Don't feel awful.

You deserve this.

You passing,
you becoming a Doctor,

is right.

- Adam
- It is. I mean it.

And even though
I feel like shit,

I'm glad that
some lucky person's

gonna have you
as their therapist.

I'm really,
really proud of you.





(whoosh)

(Door squeaks)

Nice chair.

Thank you.

You talked to Adam.

Erica:
Yeah.

He's upset.

And I'm upset for him.

What about Darryl and Rebecca,
and Camilla?

Did they pass?

Dr. Tom:
Camilla did, yes;

the other two, no.

Wow!
You guys are tough.

We have to be.

You'll understand that,
soon enough.

What's this?

Your card.

My card?

Wait.
Why do I need a card?

Because, Erica,

it's time to meet
your first patient.

My first patient?
But this is training.

I mean, I'm not ready.

(Whoosh)

(Gasps)

(Clears throat)

Erica:
They say the journey of life
is like a trek up a mountain;

we're all climbing to the top

and what we'll find
when we get there...

Is anybody's guess.

♪ Behold the sea ♪

♪ behold the sea ♪