Carol's Second Act (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Marathon Day - full transcript

Now, I know you're sad

about not finishing
the marathon, but don't worry.

You know who else never
finished a marathon?

Abraham Lincoln.

Socrates. Uh, Meryl Streep.

Hold up. You don't know that
about Meryl.

She can do anything.

Okay, Dennis.

Just keep that on there.

I got to race to
my next patient.

Okay.



Oh, excuse me.

Wow, I have never seen
Marathon Day

from inside of a hospital.

I just love the
hustle and bustle.

So much excitement.

So much stupidity.

Marathons are stupid.

I mean, the first guy
that ran one

literally dropped dead,
but people looked at that

and thought, "Oh, yeah,
that's for me."Yeah.

So, your doctor told you
to get a little exercise,

and you took that as,
"Run until you pass out"?

I just want to pull
these people aside

and say,
"What are you running from?"



But I know the answer.

Their sexuality.

Or credit card debt.Yeah.

Why haven't we started rounds?

Is Dr. Jacobs... late?

CALEB:
Oh, that's impossible.

She's never late. Are we early?

That doesn't sound like us.

[elevator bell chimes]

Ah!

Apologies for my tardiness.

I got caught up
in marathon traffic.[Lexie groans]

The worst, right?Oh, a small price to pay

for these lionhearts to
undertake their heroic journey.

Today is one of our
busiest of the year.

But, unlike Pheidippides,

the esteemed runner of Marathon,

your journey
will encompass injuries

ranging from dehydration
to metatarsal stress fractures.

Feet? I hadn't really thought
about treating feet.

What'd you think we were gonna
be treating on Marathon Day?

Gingivitis?

FROST:
Dr. Jacobs.

Did you get stuck
in traffic, as well?

There was a bit of a logjam
around mile 17,

but I was able to separate
from the pack

and clock a personal best
for the final nine miles.

Wait, are you late because
you just ran the marathon?

DANIEL [laughs]:
Wow.

You just ran 26 miles,

and you're less
out of breath

than Dr. Sommers after
a rant about bees.

Just saying, if
they go, we go.

How do you feel?

Never felt sharper.

Yeah, I get it.

Exercise does wonders
for the brain.

There's Carol doing a crossword

and Carol doing a crossword
after Zumba.

The difference is amazing.

Let's move.Yeah.

Dr. Jacobs, are we...

moving? Dr. Jacobs?

One minute. I just have to...

Are you okay?Yes.

But you're falling down.I don't think so.

You're on the floor.Agree to disagree.

♪

[beep]

Now, our first
patient is a hero

who sacrificed her
body for glory.

Now, who would like
to take a crack

at the differential
diagnosis?

Dr. Sommers.Allow me.

Patient exhibits symptoms
of mild dehydration

and is experiencing
mild muscle spasms

in her left quadricep.

Case closed.

Honestly, I'm fine.

I just need some fluids,

and I'll be ready
to get back to work.

Although the collapse
could be the result

of a number
of complications.

One that springs
immediately to mind:

running a marathon.

I couldn't even tell
you were collapsing.

I just thought, "What an
incredible way to sit."

Does everyone
have to be here?

You know, we should really run
some additional tests

to rule out
irregular heartbeat

and lung disease and
monitor those muscle spasms

to make sure there's
nothing more serious.

I don't need
additional testing.

My fall was obviously a result
of dehydration.

There's no reason to waste

valuable patient bed space
on me.

Nonsense.
Now, who among you

is up to the task of
helping our gladiator?

Dr. Kenney.

We've made eye contact.

Oh.

She's all yours.

Oh![monitor beeping quickly]

Think the monitor's shot.

No, it's working just fine.

Uh, hold up, interns.

I've got to stop by radiology.

Dr. Kenney, you'll
be with Dr. Jacobs.

The rest of you, get your hats
and prepare to hold on to them.

You're riding with me.

[whispers]:
Yeah!

A day off from Dr. Jacobs?

Oh, my gosh.
My back just stopped hurting.

Oh, Carol,
you drew the short stick,

which, to you, probably just
looks like a regular stick.

This is great. I get
to spend the entire day

impressing Dr. Frost
with my medical savvy.

Uh, slow down, cowboy.

Yesterday, you lost your watch
in the MRI machine.

Okay, guys, guys,
the point is

this sucks for Carol.[chuckles]

No, this does not
"sucks for Carol."

I'm glad she's my patient.

I see this as an opportunity.

To be kicked out of the program?No.

To have a hospital food tray
thrown at your head?

No.To rapidly go full gray?

No, but thank you
for thinking it's natural.

No, I will finally

gain her respect as a doctor.

How? In case
you haven't noticed,

we've been trying to do that
for the past month.

Trying?
[scoffs]

Succeeding.

For your information,
I plan to give Dr. Jacobs

the full Carol Kenney treatment.

So, what, like, lots
of pointless stories?

No.

I am going to win
Dr. Jacobs over

through excellent medical care
delivered with compassion.

I like your stories, Carol.

They remind me of jazz.

Oh!

They go everywhere,

you never know how long
they're gonna take,

and you can zone out
in the middle

and still get
the general idea.

Well, I like to think
of my stories more like hip-hop.

They are cool, edgy

and often feature
unexpected cameos,

like the time I saw Yo-Yo Ma
at the grocery store.

Well, this next marathoner
earned himself a medal

and a particularly gruesome case
of foot ulcers.

Oh, no.
[exhales]

Why doesn't everyone sidle up
right next to me

and take a gander.

You'll notice a
splendid greenish tint

reminiscent of
Monet's Nymphéas,

which means we are most likely
dealing with an infection.

Ah, the foot.

It's a curious beast.

I'm gonna dig
into this one.

[grunts]

Caleb, you look whiter
than usual,

which is saying something,

'cause you own two pairs
of Birkenstocks.

You know how every doctor

has their one medical thing
that grosses them out?

Yeah, mine's bile.
It's vomit's vomit.

I hate phlegm.

I mean, if the Germans named it,
you know it's bad.

Well, none of the traditionally
disgusting things bother me.

But one night in medical school,

I got trapped in a room
with a rotting foot.

And I haven't been
the same since.

So?

My ex-girlfriend had warts
on every toe.

Move on.

[chuckles]:
Oh, boy!

This abscess

is fully encased
in a sac of fluid.

Okay.

This patient goes to, uh...

Dr. Kutcher.

Yes!Yes!

Hello. I'm Dr. Kenney.

[laughs]
Isn't this fun?

Here we go.

[sighs] Looks like the teacher
has become the student

and the student, who was a
teacher, has become the doctor.

Well, I see patient's
sense of humor

is in critical condition.

Dr. Kenney,
this is a waste of time.

Just release me
so I can get back to work.

After my exam.

Now, are you currently
taking any medications?

Nothing relevant to this.

[sighs]
Right, but I still have to...

Tell you what,
I'll say if you say.

On three, huh?

One, two, three.

Estrogen. Come on!

Okay, all right.

I know that
you're convinced

that that pain in your
leg is a charley horse,

but I still think that
we need to run a CT scan

so we can rule
out a blood clot.

It's not a blood clot.

How can you be so sure?

Because you've been a doctor
for all of a month.

It's a cramp.Okay.

I really want to run a CT,

but let's get your
I.V. started first.

And don't worry.

I have treated
my superiors before.

Our principal refused
to believe he had lice.

I had to examine him myself.

Yeah.

He had 'em.
I had to shave his head.

Mm-hmm.

You know how some people
don't look great bald?

Please stop.

I can just do it myself.

I actually have
already placed it.

Well, that wasn't
a complete train wreck.

[chuckles]

Well, sometimes I find
distracting the patients

creates a relaxing environment.

Oh, hey.

I see you had the BCG vaccine.

Hmm. You must have traveled
abroad as a child.

Perhaps I did.Huh.

"Perhaps." "Not a
complete train wreck."

What's next, "I
love you, Carol"?Oh.

I-I still think that you should
get the CT scan on your leg.

All right, Dr. Kenney.

If you think it's worthwhile,
then schedule the scan.

Really? Oh, fantastic.

Should I say "scan-tastic"?

I should not.

Sometimes you have to cross
the line to see the line.

You weren't kidding, Dr. Frost.
Marathon Day gets busy.

Of course I wasn't kidding.

I only kid about baby goats.

[laughs][chuckles]

[groans]
There's more of them?

Why doesn't the marathon
just end at the hospital?

A lot of people run
to raise money for good causes.

Oh, you're right. Yeah.

A marathon's gonna be
the difference maker.

That's what the scientists say.
"Just one more marathon,

and we'll have
the cure for cancer."

I have a patient
who needs

immediate medical
attention.

Jeans and a 4/20 shirt?

[chuckles] This guy
didn't run a marathon.

I'll take him.

Fantastic initiative,
Dr. Sommers.

DENNIS:
Great.

Uh, he's septic,

which has led to
a foot infection.

Gnarly stuff.

You have to take him.

Uh, and every foot
patient we have.

No way. We're slammed.

And everyone today
is a foot patient.

Please. I-I'll
do anything.

I'll write your discharge
summaries for a month.

Two months!

Three months, and
you wash our scrubs.

And you buy our lunches.

Fine.

But no chips.

You have a deal.

Why am I smiling,
you ask?

No.

I'll tell you
why I'm smiling.

Dr. Jacobs is now taking
my medical advice.

Oh, it's so satisfying.

[singsongy]: This isn't a
journey I'm going on with you.

I was given an opportunity,
and I seized it.

Carpe diem?

Well, diem carpe'd.

I have earned her respect.

Uh...You know,

I think this is the beginning of
a new relationship between us.

All right, 102 needs
more fluids and an X-ray.

And 105 is still waiting
on the results...Okay, what are you doing?

We both agreed
you were gonna get a CT scan.

Dr. Jacobs,
you have to get back in bed.

No, I have to get back to work.

No, you have to get back in bed.

What are you gonna do,
ground me?

Yes, I am.

I am taking away
your privileges.

You can no longer...

I don't know what
you like to do,

but, whatever it is,
you can't do it.

So, you never had any
intention of getting a CT?

Of course not.
I told you, I'm fine.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I need to tend
to my patients.

Oh!

Okay, that does
not seem fine.

Can we get some
help over here?

No need! Everything's fine.
I'm basically up.

Dennis, quick, grab
that wheelchair.

Here, help me get her in.

Boss. Not my boss.

I got this.

[grunts]

And you wanted to help me.
[chuckles]

Okay, we need to get
her a CT right now.

She might have a blood clot.
Let's go.

I'll wheel myself.

No, don't be ridiculous.

I will take you.

Dennis, take care of this.

How would you feel
if I did that to you?

[scoffs]

I'd be deeply
impressed.

Oh, hey. Got another
foot patient for you.

[scoffs]
We can't. We're slammed.

But what about our deal?
All right,

I'll pay for lunch
and get chips.

Interesting.

No.

No. Deal's off.
It's not worth it.

This was supposed to be our
fun day without Dr. Jacobs.

It was supposed to be my
special day with Dr. Frost.

Instead, it's been
a never-ending foot parade

because of you.

You guys, I'd love to help,
but I can't.

But you can.

Caleb, we figured out
how to fix you.

It's called exposure therapy.

We gradually expose you
to your fear,

and the more you're exposed,
the less it affects you.

What do you mean, expose me?

Check your phone.

No, not your janky flip phone,
you hippy.

Your hospital phone.

[phone buzzes]

Why'd you send me
a picture of a ballerina?

Scroll down.

Oh, no way
that's a foot.

Caleb, this works.

I just texted you an
article explaining it.

[phone buzzes]

This isn't an article.

Oh, this one's worse.

So, what
brings you here?[sighs]

Dr. Jacobs has
made it very clear

that she doesn't want me
as her doctor.

She doesn't listen to me,

and she doesn't respect
my professional opinion.

So, can you just transfer her
to another doctor?

Ah, I can.

Okay.And I won't.

What?

But she's impossible

and-- forgive me
for speaking frankly--

a real handful.

I'm sorry.
We've all been thinking it.

Dr. Kenney,
I am glad you ended up being

the doctor assigned to her.

Whereas Dr. Kutcher
would defer to Dr. Jacobs,

and Dr. Sommers
and Dr. Gilani are--

what's the word?--

cowards.Yeah.

I can clearly see
that you trust your instincts

and are driven
to do what is right.

Oh. Well, thank you.

Too bad Dr. Jacobs
doesn't trust my instincts.

Well, she should.

[sighs]

Back to your patient.

[laughs]
Exposure therapy
is working.

I'm okay
to look at photos.

In other news, don't look up
"nasty feet" on the Internet.

I'm getting some
weird pop-up ads.

Great. We're even more slammed
now, and we need your help.

Time to up the intensity so
you can actually treat a foot.

And how do we do that?

You need to come face-to-face
with your fear.

Literally.

Oh, no.

Oh, yes, my friend.

Oh, I don't think
I can do this.

Yes, you can.
Just sit on the couch.

I'll talk you
through each step.

Now...

[inhales]
Take a deep breath.

[both inhale, exhale]

You are totally safe.

Be calm

as my calcaneus and cuboid
head toward you

but remain in the periphery.

I'm coming closer,

but everything is fine.

I'm slowly engaging
my extensor muscles

so you can sense the movement.

Are you ready for me
to move closer?

I think so.

I can feel the heat.

Now...

take a deep breath.

[inhales deeply]Whenever you're ready,

turn and look.

You've got this.

Three, two,

one.

I'm doing it.

Now I'm going to wiggle.

You started
without me?

[knocking]

Hi, Dr. Jacobs.

We got the results
of your CT scan.

The charley horse
was actually a blood clot.

It is not large enough
to warrant surgery,

so we'll just treat it
with a course of anticoagulants.

All right.

I know you want
to say it.

Go ahead.

"I told you so"?

That's not what
I want to say.

I do want to know...

why you don't respect
me as a doctor.

It-it's fine
if you don't like me personally.

It's bewildering.
Everybody likes me.

I'm universally...

Dr. Kenney.

Why do you think
I don't respect you?

Oh, let's see.

Today, you fought
me at every step,

lied to me and refused to
take my medical advice.

Dr. Kenney, today
was not about you.

Today was about...

how I am perceived
in this hospital.

Okay.

Is that all I get?

I am a black, female physician.

And in case you haven't noticed,

there aren't
that many of us here.

I have noticed.

N-Not that I've been counting.

I've been a-appropriately aware.

Go on.

I have to outperform
everyone around me

just to get the same
basic level of respect

that most doctors get
by walking in the door.

If Dr. Frost makes a mistake,

he's just one man
making one mistake.

No one's gonna doubt
white men can be good doctors.

They really have
to try to fail.Mm-hmm.

Dr. Whitman is still
a surgeon here,

and he left a
washcloth in somebody.

But if Dennis or I
make a mistake,

suddenly, black people aren't
qualified to be in medicine.

[exhales]
Wow. You are so on it

that I'd never imagine
that you'd feel that pressure.

So it's not that I didn't want
to be taken care of by you.

I didn't want to be
taken care of by anyone.

I don't have the luxury
of appearing weak.

You ran a marathon
and then came to work.

I don't think anyone in this
hospital thinks of you as weak.

And I'd like
to keep it that way.

[sighs]
Okay. I hear you.

I will order
that heparin.

Dr. Kenney,

I would not have let you treat
me if I didn't respect you.

I actually think
you are a very good doctor.

Really?

[exhales, sniffs]

Thank you.

And can you
say that again

and just let me
get my phone out?

Are you trying to record me?

Yes. Yes.

And...

Oh, what is my password?[groans]

Okay. Okay.

I'm only going to say this
one more time.

Okay. I'm ready.

I think you're starting
to do well

as a doctor.[camera clicks]

Damn it. I took a picture.

Guys, a lot of these feet
aren't bad.

I don't even want to know what
you guys were doing today.

We were trying
to make him better.

We just ended up
making him weirder.

[chuckles]

Man, I am glad
this day is over.

Uh, guys,

we're not done yet.

We got one more
coming from the ER.

[groaning]Are you kidding?

Nine hours? Who's still running
the marathon?

[elevator bell dings]

DANIEL:
Oh.

It's one
of Carol's friends.

[laughter]

Ha-ha. Very funny.

Carol?

Mitch!

It's my guy from H&R Block.

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