Saving Hope (2012–…): Season 4, Episode 10 - Emotional Rescue - full transcript
In aftermath of the disaster, Alex struggles with the fact she unknowingly helped the bomber at the expense of a friend.
Previously on Saving Hope...
Come on, Maggie. Talk to me.
Maggie?
Maggie, what just happened?
- Are you okay?
- Really, Zach, I'm fine.
Okay, this is Shelby.
- Where's my husband?
- She's pregnant.
She has a bad laceration on her leg
and probably some kind of shrapnel.
We're gonna do everything in our power
to make sure the baby is healthy.
You are compromising the sterile environment
of my patient.
- Who the hell are you, anyway?
- I am the police.
And your patient is the damn bomber.
You're operating on the bomber
when innocent people are hurt!
I need you find out if it belongs
to anybody who's been admitted.
Cassie: It's a young woman's arm.
Please. I'm looking for my daughter.
She was in the run today.
Lane didn't have anything
to do with those, did he?
When this crisis is done,
I'd like to have a word
with you on another matter.
Okay, can I ask you what it's about?
A sexual assault.
Moving forward, it's gonna
be best for the hospital
if you just, uh, keep your mouth shut.
Nurse Pauline:
Should I send someone to look for Dr. Lin?
No, she probably got caught
up with another patient,
and either way, this can't wait.
You ready to deliver a baby?
Let's do it.
[sharp ringing] Aah.
[thud]
Maggie.
Charlie? You can see me?
What happened?
- Maggie, where are you?
Zach: - Charlie.
They need you for a consult in the O.R.
Zach.
Where's Maggie?
I don't know. In the O.R., I think.
[sighs]
Dr. Bishop, I think you
should have a look at this.
Why?
Blood pressure's stabilized.
The bleeding's under control.
We've delivered the baby.
I'm talking about the leg.
I'm not liking
the look of the tissue here.
Good catch, Sekara.
All right, mark the swelling,
and let's finish this up before
we give ortho another call.
Charlie. Speak of the devil.
Hey, where's Maggie?
Isn't she supposed to be in here?
She went to get clotting factors
from the third-floor lab.
Why?
Jackson, I'm headed to the lab.
Send a code team after me.
Dr. Harris, what's going on?
Woman: [over P.A.]
Code blue, third-floor lab.
Maggie.
Code blue, third-floor lab.
Pulse is thready. Give her mannitol.
Let's go, let's go!
Pupils are dilated.
- Zach.
- Yes?
Hey, look what the Katz dragged in.
Wow. I forgot how funny you are.
Picked a hell of a day to make a comeback.
Tell me about it.
A patient of mine, Shelby Hart,
she was in the bombing.
I got a call she was rushed
in for an emergency section.
Yeah, she's up in the O.R. right now.
Now? Okay, I need to see her.
Where's Shahir? He needs to be down here.
Maggie! Oh, my God!
You go. Find your patient.
I've got her. If anything happens,
I'll let you know.
Okay.
Where'd you find her?
Lab. Don't know long she was there.
What the hell happened?
She was in the bombing.
She was working?
Yes, I assessed her for concussion.
Everything checked out, Charlie.
You didn't do anything wrong, Zach.
Oh, tell her that.
Let's get her up to imaging.
I don't know if there's time.
Where's Shahir?
I'm right here. Can I see her, please?
- Yeah.
- Excuse me.
Epidural hematoma?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
Okay, let's get her up to
pictures and then the O.R.
We only have minutes before
there's permanent damage.
Hey, hey. What happened to her?
She has a brain bleed, Alex.
Hopefully Charlie found her in time,
but I'll know more once I open her up.
She's gonna be okay, Alex.
- She's gonna be okay.
- [sighs]
You keep saying that.
How did you know where to find her?
Right.
Oh, my God, Charlie.
I saved the guy who did this to her.
Shahir: Do you know how long
she was deprived of oxygen?
I'd just be guessing at this point.
I suppose it is just guesswork
until she lives or dies.
Wow. Your bedside manner's
really improved, Shahir.
I think this is an instance
where emotional detachment
works to our advantage, don't you think?
Whatever.
Charlie.
I love her, too.
I just... I just have a
different way of showing it.
Right.
You paged me to assist?
Yes, I did. Scrub up, Dr. Sekara.
Good luck, guys.
Maggie, talk to me.
I think I was operating.
My patient, Shelby Hart, she's pregnant.
She hurt her leg, I think.
Maggie, Maggie. Look at me.
You're very sick, okay?
No, I don't feel sick.
I feel... weird.
That's because you're a ghost.
But it also means
I can help you, okay, so...
so you need to tell me what you need.
I need to be with my patient.
I abandoned her in the O.R.
Hey.
Hi.
[chuckles, sniffles]
I heard about Maggie.
Yeah.
Uh, she'll pull through. She has to.
What's that?
This is Shelby's leg half an hour ago.
That's it now.
In a half an hour?
We have to amputate.
Is that what ortho said?
That's what I say.
Look, I know
what dead tissue looks like.
If we don't move fast,
the infection will spread.
Yeah, and it could kill her.
The explosive was probably
made in someone's basement
with instructions from the internet.
What a good news day.
Look, you're the one
with vascular experience,
but if you want me to take this,
just say the word.
No.
She's Maggie's patient. I've got this.
Thanks, though.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
Oh, my God.
[sighing] Dr. Katz.
[sighs]
Thank God you're here.
It's good to see you, Adam.
The baby?
Well, she's small,
but all things considered,
she's doing great.
We just have to watch her
for respiratory problems.
And Shelby?
Let's take things one step at a time, okay?
Give me a chance to check
in with her surgeon.
Mr. Hart.
How's she doing?
I have some information
about your wife's condition,
if you'll both come with me, please.
Alex: The shrapnel damage is extensive.
It's doubtful that
the leg will still be viable.
What does that mean?
We may have to amputate.
What?
No.
You said she was gonna be okay.
She will be. If we sacrifice the leg.
What if you don't?
Then the infection will spread quickly
through your wife's body.
Are you saying I might lose
both my wife and my baby today?
No, that's what we're trying to prevent.
I went to the race this
morning to cheer my wife on...
[cellphone vibrating] And now this?
I am so sorry.
I will be back as soon as I can, all right?
Is it Maggie?
No, another patient.
What's wrong?
Oh, one of the doctors who works
here was injured in the blast.
Dr. Lin?
The one that helped Shelby?
Yeah.
Is she gonna be okay?
We don't know yet.
Here you go.
Cassie: Dr. Miller?
What is it, Cassie? I'm busy.
Uh, he came looking for his
daughter after the bombing,
and I just found her in the morgue.
She's the girl that's arm was severed.
You're sure?
Okay. [sighs]
You got to tell him.
Well, what if I don't know how to do that?
You tell the truth, Dr. Williams.
As painful as it is,
it's the easiest thing to remember.
Finish what you started.
[siren wailing in distance]
My... my daughter? Have you found her?
Can we speak in the hallway, please?
What's wrong?
I...
Tell me.
She didn't make it.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Sh-she's...
She died in the bombing.
No.
No, no, this can't... no.
- Judging by her injuries...
- No.
I don't think she was in any pain.
What were her injuries?
[sighs]
I... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Why?
Why would they do this?
Why would anyone hurt my little girl?
[exhales sharply]
[monitors beeping]
[ventilator hissing]
With the blast lung,
Mr. Doe's gonna need constant monitoring.
They've just identified him on the internet.
He's not John Doe anymore.
What's his name?
Michael Schneller.
He's a first-year engineering student.
No criminal record, no history of violence.
It's weird, huh?
Page me if there are any changes.
Of course.
♪
Man: [over P.A.]
Susan Park to the nurses' station.
Susan Park to the nurses' station.
Hold this in place, please.
- Asha.
- Yeah?
- Will you cover for me?
- Sure.
Is everything okay?
How's that?
Detective.
Yeah?
Is this a good time?
It's as good as any.
I don't like the word...
but I'm the victim.
Yeah, I kind of guessed that.
[inhales]
Can you tell me about it?
It was violent.
Non-consensual.
Was it a stranger or someone you knew?
I know him.
We were involved.
How long ago?
Almost a month.
[sighs]
I'll be honest with you.
That makes things tough.
[sighs]
Times have changed,
but not as much as you'd think.
I hate to say it, but he-said,
she-said almost never works
in favor of the victim.
I know.
I will take this wherever you decide.
All right?
There's a few things
that I have to deal with
before I pull the trigger on it.
Thanks for listening.
You say the word,
I'll do a hell of a lot more than that.
♪
Mr. Kelehar.
Don't do this.
He took my little girl.
This won't bring her back.
It'll only ruin your life.
My life's already over.
Cassie, who is this?
This is Mr. Kelehar.
He lost his daughter in the bombing.
Lily! her name was Lily!
Sir, please.
I don't want to hurt you. I want him.
Put the knife down.
She was a good girl.
So strong.
Mr. Kelehar.
When she was 10,
she lost her best friend to leukemia.
Every year, she would
raise money in her memory.
That's why she was out there running.
She sounds like she was an amazing girl.
She was.
Big-hearted.
Oh, the biggest.
She wouldn't want anyone
else to get hurt today.
But she's gone.
I know.
But for her, for Lily,
in her memory, please don't do this.
Please put the knife down.
[sighs]
- [slice]
- No.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
[grunts]
Applying pressure.
Security!
Get me some gauze. Call security.
Let's go!
Katz: Your baby's heart rate is good.
Blood pressure, too.
So far, we're not seeing any side effects
from the trauma you've suffered.
Thank you.
Adam says you want to take my leg.
We need to get you in the
O.R. as soon as possible.
We can get a second opinion.
If you take my leg, I'll live.
Yes.
Then do it.
The only thing that
matters is the baby, Adam.
I'm gonna name her Rosie.
Rosie, after my mom.
I want to see her.
I want to see my baby before
I go into surgery, okay?
Of course. We will make that happen.
Okay.
I need to go over her imaging one more time
before I make the cut,
so why don't I page you
before I bring her into the O.R.?
Katz: Okay.
What happened?
A father of one of the victims cut himself
in front of Cassie and me.
Jesus, Alex.
He was trying to kill my patient.
You okay?
[sighs]
Hey.
- Hey!
- What?
None of this is your fault.
You said you saw Maggie?
Yeah.
Tell her she has to live.
Please.
Maggie.
When you do the amputation,
make sure you check her vascular
return every two minutes.
I know.
And have Baumann give her the
minimum amount of clot busters.
- Maggie.
- She just had a C-section.
We can't have her hemorrhaging.
Maggie!
Shelby's stable. Her baby's fine.
You, however, are still... in this state.
So? What does that mean?
It means maybe you should
stop worrying about Shelby
and start
worrying about yourself.
You don't understand.
Oh, I understand.
I understand that
right after the explosion,
you went straight into doctor mode,
and started worrying about everybody else
and not worrying about you.
I had no choice.
My patients needed me.
Yeah. And now you're a ghost.
[whirring]
Unlike the rest of the body,
the brain and the spinal
cord heal unpredictably.
If a neurosurgeon makes one mistake,
the damage can be permanent.
Is that clear?
Crystal.
- But, Dr. Hamza...
- Yes?
Isn't this a conflict, operating on Dr. Lin?
If there's five seconds left on the clock
and the game is on the line,
do you want the ball or not?
It depends.
That's why I'm operating...
because I always want the ball.
I wouldn't have figured
you for a basketball fan.
Once my boyfriend explained that the game
is more about trigonometry
and physics, I was hooked.
Did you ever consider pursuing
neurosurgery, Dr. Sekara?
Uh, no, I haven't.
Yeah, well, it's not for everyone.
Our first guest.
I imagine we'll have many more.
How do you stay so calm?
I'm not calm, Dr. Sekara.
I'm just focused.
Dr. Lin requires that of me.
So does everyone else.
You know, they require that of you, as well.
Okay. Let's alleviate the
pressure of the oculomotor nerve
and the brain stem.
Scissors, thank you.
Will they arrest me?
I don't know.
I wish I could say no, but I can't.
You'll have to assessed by a
psychiatrist when I'm done here.
I'm sorry.
I can't imagine
what you're going through.
Do they need me to identify her body?
[sniffles]
Will she be broken?
Jackson, I am free, able,
and willing to serve.
Who's next in line?
Great. We got over in the...
You know, hold that thought.
[police radio chatter]
[sobbing] Please. Just leave me alone.
Sorry.
I can't.
You've had an awful, awful day.
We all have.
He loved her so much.
It never gets easier.
What kind of comfort are you?
[both chuckle]
- Not much.
- [chuckles]
I'm not much of a hugger, either, but...
[sobs]
[sobbing continues]
[monitors beeping]
There's a small amount of
blood in the ventricle.
Let's make sure we monitor that post-op.
Focus on the task at hand.
I was focusing.
Now you're just making me nervous.
I'm sorry. I do that.
How long you worked with Dr. Lin?
Since she was a resident.
And you like her.
Yes, of course.
So does everyone else.
That's why they're all up there.
Yeah, she just always seemed
a little serious to me.
She's worked hard to be
the surgeon that she is.
What if... what if she
can't be a doctor anymore?
There's no point in thinking
about that right now.
We won't know until she wakes up
if there's any lasting
cognitive deficits, okay?
Back to work.
[monitors beeping]
How is she?
I have no idea. Shahir hasn't
given me an update yet.
How are you?
I cleared her for work,
and I shouldn't have.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I saved the life of the
guy who did this to her.
It doesn't.
But thanks.
So, do I win the guilt-off?
Sure.
What's my prize?
Maggie pulls through.
Dr. Reid?
Hi. Yes, what is it?
Your patient, the bomber.
What about him?
His blood P.H. is way off.
We need you right now.
[monitors beeping rapidly]
Can I have his chart.
Talk to me.
B.P. is low and dropping.
- Any urine in the bag?
- None.
A.B.G.s look terrible.
There's no family present.
All right, then.
Detective.
Can you take off his handcuffs, please?
- Dr. Reid.
- Just do it.
[keys jingle]
[handcuffs rattle]
That'll be all, thanks.
At least someone got what they wanted today.
What would you like me to do?
Take him off the vent.
[beeping continues]
[flatline]
[beeping stops]
[sighs]
Of course, yep.
If any of the board members
have any questions,
just have them contact me directly.
Okay, till then.
[receiver thuds]
You asked to see me, Dr. Bell?
Yeah. Come on in, Asha.
Have a seat.
I'm fine. Just busy.
It's been a brutal day.
So I'll just get right to the point.
I'm gonna press charges against
Lane for sexual assault.
Why are you telling me this?
Because you're with him now.
And I wanted you to know ahead of time.
'Cause you're hoping I'll back you up
and make it two against one.
Well, I'm not gonna deny
that it would be a better case against him
if you came forward.
- I already told you...
- I know.
You don't remember
where you got your bruises.
That's... that is your business.
I'm not gonna pressure you.
That's not my style.
Lane's told me about your style.
Pardon me?
You don't get to the top without
stepping on someone along the way,
and I get it.
I'm not jeopardizing my career
just so you can get back at him.
Asha.
I know what Lane did to me,
and I'm gonna stop him from
doing it to somebody else.
It could get ugly.
I just want you to be
prepared for the fallout.
You should go home.
I will.
Just need to do something first.
What's that?
It doesn't matter.
It's kind of crazy, actually.
I'm okay with crazy.
I'm good, thanks.
Good night.
You paged me?
Yeah, uh, I'll-I'll fill you in
on the way down to the O.R.
Shelby's just down there
getting prepped, and...
I lost my patient... the one
that I went to the wall to save,
the one who is responsible
for this whole nightmare.
I'm sorry.
Don't be. He wanted to die.
I should have let him.
Hey.
Alex, you know you couldn't do that.
[sighs]
[cellphone vibrates]
It's, uh, Zach.
Maggie's surgery is almost done.
[inhales] I'll meet you down there.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
[chuckles]
I love you, Rosie.
More than anything.
Charlie: You'll be back to see her soon.
You and your family are in great
hands with Dr. Harris, Shelby.
[gurney clicks]
♪
I hear you've been harassing my girlfriend.
I'm not doing this with you.
You're in over your head.
you know that, don't you?
I've already contacted the police.
And painted a very sympathetic
portrait of yourself, I'm sure.
I just wonder if everybody
else is gonna see Dawn Bell
the same way that you see Dawn Bell.
We both know what you did to me.
Sweet Dawn Bell...
a brilliant cardiac surgeon,
but also an abuse victim.
Or how about Dr. Bell...
a vindictive jilted lover?
- You are not gonna make this my fault.
- Oh, no.
This is the same woman who fought
to pull the plug on her
husband while he was in a coma
because he started seeing another woman...
A much younger woman.
You are cruel.
Ambitious Dr. Bell,
who abandoned her own foster child
because she couldn't bear to spend
time away from her precious work.
I fought for her. They wouldn't let me.
- You know that.
- Maybe.
It's just all a different
way of seeing things, Dawn.
Don't forget. This is what I do.
Doing P.R. for this hospital
means that I've been privy
to every move you've made
to get you exactly where you are right now.
Are you sure you want all
that out there in the open?
I'm not afraid of you.
Well, maybe you should be.
[sighs]
[monitor beeping]
[ventilator hissing]
You really love her, don't you?
Dr. Reid. I need you to come with me.
I'm about to operate, detective.
It'll only take a minute.
All right.
This is Clarice Schneller.
Michael was her son.
The detective tells me
you did all that you could for Michael,
that you treated him just
like every other patient.
Thank you.
I don't know how I'll live
with myself for what he did.
[sighs]
What he did was monstrous,
but he wasn't a monster.
Believe me.
He was sick.
He had these psychotic episodes.
Was he being treated?
For a while.
But they switched his medication.
Things got worse.
There were voices in his
head telling him what to do.
I didn't get him help in time.
[voice breaking] It's all so wrong.
So cruel. And wrong.
[sobs]
It's okay.
I'll-I'll stay with her.
You go help someone else.
Come. Here, have a seat.
[sobbing continues] It's all right.
Hey. You all right?
Uh, the mother of my patient.
You mean the mother of the bomber?
Alex, you don't have to do this surgery.
Yeah, I do. It's the job, right?
[door opens]
Hey. How is she?
Stable for now.
We've done everything we could.
Now we wait.
Dr. Hamza, you're needed in O.R. six...
another victim from the bombing.
I'll stay with her.
Thank you.
There you are.
Dr. Bishop, I'm...
You're...?
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to soften the
blow for when her dad I.D.s her.
It's pretty crazy. I told you.
You're a kind person.
What good is that gonna do me in this job?
Some people think empathy gets
in the way of being a surgeon,
but I think it's what
will make you a great one.
What can I do to help?
♪
Zach: [muffled]
Some of the critically injured
are being treated on
stretchers in the corridors.
Can you check with central
[fading] and see...
Dawn?
[normal voice] Dawn.
I'm sorry. Can you say that again?
We can't deal with the volume,
and we need to move some of these patients.
What, so we can make it
somebody else's problem?
I'm just saying that
we're at a breaking point
and we don't want to make any mistakes.
I don't give a damn about reputation.
I know you're overwhelmed. Everyone is.
But this is our hospital,
and these are our patients
whether we like it or not.
And we are gonna push
through as best as we can,
and we are not gonna stop
until every last patient
gets exactly the care that they deserve.
Got it?
Yes, I do.
I can count on you, right?
Yes, you can.
Asha.
Just listen.
Please.
I don't know what's going
on between the two of you.
That is your business.
But you're not safe, okay? You're not.
And I'm going forward with this.
I don't care what it's gonna cost me.
If you want to do a rotation
at another hospital,
take some time off, whatever you need, okay?
No questions asked. I've got your back.
[whirring]
[monitor beeping]
Good work, Charlie. Good and quick.
Eh, no joy being the butcher,
but... it had to be done.
This job is all I have, Charlie.
What if I can't do it anymore?
Try not to think about that now.
I had a bleed in my brain.
What if my memory's affected,
my decision making?
What if I can't hold a scalpel anymore?
Just take a deep breath.
Calm down.
I have spent my entire life
dedicated to this profession.
And if it's taken away from me...
Maggie.
[monitors beeping rapidly]
Dr. Sekara!
What's wrong?
She's in trouble.
Page Shahir. We need him now.
Charlie.
Go to Maggie. Now.
You need to fight.
For your life.
I have nothing to fight for.
We love you, Maggie.
That's worth fighting for.
You all right, Charlie?
[intercom chiming]
[monitors rapidly beeping]
Hey. Talk to me.
What's going on?
B.P.'s spiking. 165/110.
Push fluids. Push everything.
Alex, it's bad. Where's Shahir?
Let me see the imaging.
Was there blood in the fluid chambers?
- The ventricles?
Dev: - A little.
Dr. Hamza said we'd monitor it post-op.
It must be blocking off her fluid outflow.
Her brain is swelling.
She's got acute hydrocephalus.
Dr. Hamza's in the middle
of another brain surgery.
He's been paged.
She'll be dead before he gets here!
Get me a twist drill. Now.
♪
Alex:
Passing the catheter into the ventricle.
Alex...?
I'm just putting in the ventricular drain.
You should take over.
Keep going. You're doing well.
Maggie, we're all here.
We're all right beside you.
You told me I should heal myself,
but in order to treat someone,
you have to take a history.
You have to know who they are.
I don't know who I am.
So how do I fix this?
Charlie: I don't know.
But wake up and find out.
♪
[muffled monitor beeping]
Am I okay?
[exhales]
Lift your arms, palms up,
like you're holding a double
goat cheese and anchovy pizza.
I thought you'd never
mention that night again.
[both laugh]
Count back from 10.
10, 9, 8... I think I got this one.
It's good to have you back, Mags.
[beeping continues]
Hey.
Quit hogging that rock star.
You look good.
Welcome home, Dr. Lin.
Thank you.
[sighs]
♪
Detective.
I want to press charges against
a man named Lane Berkley.
He's a member of the
board here at Hope Zion.
He's the one who assaulted me.
Okay.
I'll take an impact statement from you
then bring him in for questioning.
We can do that in my office.
I'll see you there.
Oh, and, Dr. Bell,
you should know this is
the second time I've heard his name today.
Someone's already come to you?
I can't legally say any more.
I'll see you in your office.
Are you sure you want to do this?
I did it, didn't I?
You did.
Why now?
You should have seen the way he looked
when he talked about what he
was gonna do to you in court.
He wanted to burn you so badly.
You were worried about me?
I was worried about me.
That's honest. I respect that.
He burned me, too.
I have to tell the truth.
So, what do you say we go do just that?
Okay.
She's so beautiful.
Both of you are.
We'll give you a moment.
Shelby: Can I hold Rosie, please?
After today, all I want
to do is hold my baby.
Soon. I swear.
But, um, what you can
do is touch her.
[Patrick Watson's
"Love Songs for Robots" playing]
♪ breaking down ♪
♪ your days are getting longer ♪
♪ there's a yellow glass dragon ♪
♪ who's chasing you around ♪
♪ sit your head on a silver jet stream ♪
♪ while the smoke is rising over ♪
♪ your thoughts and your dreams ♪
♪ watch over you, you watch and fall down ♪
♪ your nuts and bolts are ♪
♪ all over the ground ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
Thank you.
She looks so peaceful.
No pain.
♪ something's leaking ♪
♪ it leaks from your eyes ♪
♪ where all these tears past the problems ♪
♪ stop wasting your words from around ♪
♪ as you're running out of thoughts ♪
♪ as it burns, burning out ♪
♪ watch as the flowers, thrones, ♪
♪ and winds spills close ♪
♪ as it whispers away ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ get up ♪
♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪
[police radio chatter]
Lane Berkley.
I need you to come with me.
♪
[monitor beeping]
Dr. Katz, as I live and breathe.
Well, I'm glad you're doing both.
Can I come in?
Well, if you're here to kiss me,
Alex beat you to it.
Do tell. [chuckles]
We were all
really worried about you.
I thought...
It's okay.
I'm fine.
You're in the I.C.U., Maggie.
How could you possibly
make this glass half-full?
Well, you're here.
I am.
So good to see you.
My patient... Shelby Hart?
Yeah, she's good. She's out of the woods.
Baby, too.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
I'll keep you posted.
I think I'll focus on myself for a while.
That sounds like a plan.
Ugh. I keep telling them
to lower the A.C. in here.
I'll get you another blanket.
Stay.
Thank you.
It meant the world to him.
I'm glad.
You're welcome.
Good night, Cassie.
Good night.
♪
Hard to believe how quiet it is, huh?
I like it.
You know what the buddhists say?
If you can't improve on silence...
[chuckles] Amen to that.
Night, Zach.
Let's do it again tomorrow.
Hey.
Hi.
Shall we?
Actually, I'm gonna stay on.
Are you sure you're okay to do that?
Yes. You'll give Luke a kiss for me?
I will.
A couple.
I love you.
I know.
Come on, Maggie. Talk to me.
Maggie?
Maggie, what just happened?
- Are you okay?
- Really, Zach, I'm fine.
Okay, this is Shelby.
- Where's my husband?
- She's pregnant.
She has a bad laceration on her leg
and probably some kind of shrapnel.
We're gonna do everything in our power
to make sure the baby is healthy.
You are compromising the sterile environment
of my patient.
- Who the hell are you, anyway?
- I am the police.
And your patient is the damn bomber.
You're operating on the bomber
when innocent people are hurt!
I need you find out if it belongs
to anybody who's been admitted.
Cassie: It's a young woman's arm.
Please. I'm looking for my daughter.
She was in the run today.
Lane didn't have anything
to do with those, did he?
When this crisis is done,
I'd like to have a word
with you on another matter.
Okay, can I ask you what it's about?
A sexual assault.
Moving forward, it's gonna
be best for the hospital
if you just, uh, keep your mouth shut.
Nurse Pauline:
Should I send someone to look for Dr. Lin?
No, she probably got caught
up with another patient,
and either way, this can't wait.
You ready to deliver a baby?
Let's do it.
[sharp ringing] Aah.
[thud]
Maggie.
Charlie? You can see me?
What happened?
- Maggie, where are you?
Zach: - Charlie.
They need you for a consult in the O.R.
Zach.
Where's Maggie?
I don't know. In the O.R., I think.
[sighs]
Dr. Bishop, I think you
should have a look at this.
Why?
Blood pressure's stabilized.
The bleeding's under control.
We've delivered the baby.
I'm talking about the leg.
I'm not liking
the look of the tissue here.
Good catch, Sekara.
All right, mark the swelling,
and let's finish this up before
we give ortho another call.
Charlie. Speak of the devil.
Hey, where's Maggie?
Isn't she supposed to be in here?
She went to get clotting factors
from the third-floor lab.
Why?
Jackson, I'm headed to the lab.
Send a code team after me.
Dr. Harris, what's going on?
Woman: [over P.A.]
Code blue, third-floor lab.
Maggie.
Code blue, third-floor lab.
Pulse is thready. Give her mannitol.
Let's go, let's go!
Pupils are dilated.
- Zach.
- Yes?
Hey, look what the Katz dragged in.
Wow. I forgot how funny you are.
Picked a hell of a day to make a comeback.
Tell me about it.
A patient of mine, Shelby Hart,
she was in the bombing.
I got a call she was rushed
in for an emergency section.
Yeah, she's up in the O.R. right now.
Now? Okay, I need to see her.
Where's Shahir? He needs to be down here.
Maggie! Oh, my God!
You go. Find your patient.
I've got her. If anything happens,
I'll let you know.
Okay.
Where'd you find her?
Lab. Don't know long she was there.
What the hell happened?
She was in the bombing.
She was working?
Yes, I assessed her for concussion.
Everything checked out, Charlie.
You didn't do anything wrong, Zach.
Oh, tell her that.
Let's get her up to imaging.
I don't know if there's time.
Where's Shahir?
I'm right here. Can I see her, please?
- Yeah.
- Excuse me.
Epidural hematoma?
Yes, I'm afraid so.
Okay, let's get her up to
pictures and then the O.R.
We only have minutes before
there's permanent damage.
Hey, hey. What happened to her?
She has a brain bleed, Alex.
Hopefully Charlie found her in time,
but I'll know more once I open her up.
She's gonna be okay, Alex.
- She's gonna be okay.
- [sighs]
You keep saying that.
How did you know where to find her?
Right.
Oh, my God, Charlie.
I saved the guy who did this to her.
Shahir: Do you know how long
she was deprived of oxygen?
I'd just be guessing at this point.
I suppose it is just guesswork
until she lives or dies.
Wow. Your bedside manner's
really improved, Shahir.
I think this is an instance
where emotional detachment
works to our advantage, don't you think?
Whatever.
Charlie.
I love her, too.
I just... I just have a
different way of showing it.
Right.
You paged me to assist?
Yes, I did. Scrub up, Dr. Sekara.
Good luck, guys.
Maggie, talk to me.
I think I was operating.
My patient, Shelby Hart, she's pregnant.
She hurt her leg, I think.
Maggie, Maggie. Look at me.
You're very sick, okay?
No, I don't feel sick.
I feel... weird.
That's because you're a ghost.
But it also means
I can help you, okay, so...
so you need to tell me what you need.
I need to be with my patient.
I abandoned her in the O.R.
Hey.
Hi.
[chuckles, sniffles]
I heard about Maggie.
Yeah.
Uh, she'll pull through. She has to.
What's that?
This is Shelby's leg half an hour ago.
That's it now.
In a half an hour?
We have to amputate.
Is that what ortho said?
That's what I say.
Look, I know
what dead tissue looks like.
If we don't move fast,
the infection will spread.
Yeah, and it could kill her.
The explosive was probably
made in someone's basement
with instructions from the internet.
What a good news day.
Look, you're the one
with vascular experience,
but if you want me to take this,
just say the word.
No.
She's Maggie's patient. I've got this.
Thanks, though.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
Oh, my God.
[sighing] Dr. Katz.
[sighs]
Thank God you're here.
It's good to see you, Adam.
The baby?
Well, she's small,
but all things considered,
she's doing great.
We just have to watch her
for respiratory problems.
And Shelby?
Let's take things one step at a time, okay?
Give me a chance to check
in with her surgeon.
Mr. Hart.
How's she doing?
I have some information
about your wife's condition,
if you'll both come with me, please.
Alex: The shrapnel damage is extensive.
It's doubtful that
the leg will still be viable.
What does that mean?
We may have to amputate.
What?
No.
You said she was gonna be okay.
She will be. If we sacrifice the leg.
What if you don't?
Then the infection will spread quickly
through your wife's body.
Are you saying I might lose
both my wife and my baby today?
No, that's what we're trying to prevent.
I went to the race this
morning to cheer my wife on...
[cellphone vibrating] And now this?
I am so sorry.
I will be back as soon as I can, all right?
Is it Maggie?
No, another patient.
What's wrong?
Oh, one of the doctors who works
here was injured in the blast.
Dr. Lin?
The one that helped Shelby?
Yeah.
Is she gonna be okay?
We don't know yet.
Here you go.
Cassie: Dr. Miller?
What is it, Cassie? I'm busy.
Uh, he came looking for his
daughter after the bombing,
and I just found her in the morgue.
She's the girl that's arm was severed.
You're sure?
Okay. [sighs]
You got to tell him.
Well, what if I don't know how to do that?
You tell the truth, Dr. Williams.
As painful as it is,
it's the easiest thing to remember.
Finish what you started.
[siren wailing in distance]
My... my daughter? Have you found her?
Can we speak in the hallway, please?
What's wrong?
I...
Tell me.
She didn't make it.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry.
Sh-she's...
She died in the bombing.
No.
No, no, this can't... no.
- Judging by her injuries...
- No.
I don't think she was in any pain.
What were her injuries?
[sighs]
I... I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Why?
Why would they do this?
Why would anyone hurt my little girl?
[exhales sharply]
[monitors beeping]
[ventilator hissing]
With the blast lung,
Mr. Doe's gonna need constant monitoring.
They've just identified him on the internet.
He's not John Doe anymore.
What's his name?
Michael Schneller.
He's a first-year engineering student.
No criminal record, no history of violence.
It's weird, huh?
Page me if there are any changes.
Of course.
♪
Man: [over P.A.]
Susan Park to the nurses' station.
Susan Park to the nurses' station.
Hold this in place, please.
- Asha.
- Yeah?
- Will you cover for me?
- Sure.
Is everything okay?
How's that?
Detective.
Yeah?
Is this a good time?
It's as good as any.
I don't like the word...
but I'm the victim.
Yeah, I kind of guessed that.
[inhales]
Can you tell me about it?
It was violent.
Non-consensual.
Was it a stranger or someone you knew?
I know him.
We were involved.
How long ago?
Almost a month.
[sighs]
I'll be honest with you.
That makes things tough.
[sighs]
Times have changed,
but not as much as you'd think.
I hate to say it, but he-said,
she-said almost never works
in favor of the victim.
I know.
I will take this wherever you decide.
All right?
There's a few things
that I have to deal with
before I pull the trigger on it.
Thanks for listening.
You say the word,
I'll do a hell of a lot more than that.
♪
Mr. Kelehar.
Don't do this.
He took my little girl.
This won't bring her back.
It'll only ruin your life.
My life's already over.
Cassie, who is this?
This is Mr. Kelehar.
He lost his daughter in the bombing.
Lily! her name was Lily!
Sir, please.
I don't want to hurt you. I want him.
Put the knife down.
She was a good girl.
So strong.
Mr. Kelehar.
When she was 10,
she lost her best friend to leukemia.
Every year, she would
raise money in her memory.
That's why she was out there running.
She sounds like she was an amazing girl.
She was.
Big-hearted.
Oh, the biggest.
She wouldn't want anyone
else to get hurt today.
But she's gone.
I know.
But for her, for Lily,
in her memory, please don't do this.
Please put the knife down.
[sighs]
- [slice]
- No.
No, no, no, no, no, no!
[grunts]
Applying pressure.
Security!
Get me some gauze. Call security.
Let's go!
Katz: Your baby's heart rate is good.
Blood pressure, too.
So far, we're not seeing any side effects
from the trauma you've suffered.
Thank you.
Adam says you want to take my leg.
We need to get you in the
O.R. as soon as possible.
We can get a second opinion.
If you take my leg, I'll live.
Yes.
Then do it.
The only thing that
matters is the baby, Adam.
I'm gonna name her Rosie.
Rosie, after my mom.
I want to see her.
I want to see my baby before
I go into surgery, okay?
Of course. We will make that happen.
Okay.
I need to go over her imaging one more time
before I make the cut,
so why don't I page you
before I bring her into the O.R.?
Katz: Okay.
What happened?
A father of one of the victims cut himself
in front of Cassie and me.
Jesus, Alex.
He was trying to kill my patient.
You okay?
[sighs]
Hey.
- Hey!
- What?
None of this is your fault.
You said you saw Maggie?
Yeah.
Tell her she has to live.
Please.
Maggie.
When you do the amputation,
make sure you check her vascular
return every two minutes.
I know.
And have Baumann give her the
minimum amount of clot busters.
- Maggie.
- She just had a C-section.
We can't have her hemorrhaging.
Maggie!
Shelby's stable. Her baby's fine.
You, however, are still... in this state.
So? What does that mean?
It means maybe you should
stop worrying about Shelby
and start
worrying about yourself.
You don't understand.
Oh, I understand.
I understand that
right after the explosion,
you went straight into doctor mode,
and started worrying about everybody else
and not worrying about you.
I had no choice.
My patients needed me.
Yeah. And now you're a ghost.
[whirring]
Unlike the rest of the body,
the brain and the spinal
cord heal unpredictably.
If a neurosurgeon makes one mistake,
the damage can be permanent.
Is that clear?
Crystal.
- But, Dr. Hamza...
- Yes?
Isn't this a conflict, operating on Dr. Lin?
If there's five seconds left on the clock
and the game is on the line,
do you want the ball or not?
It depends.
That's why I'm operating...
because I always want the ball.
I wouldn't have figured
you for a basketball fan.
Once my boyfriend explained that the game
is more about trigonometry
and physics, I was hooked.
Did you ever consider pursuing
neurosurgery, Dr. Sekara?
Uh, no, I haven't.
Yeah, well, it's not for everyone.
Our first guest.
I imagine we'll have many more.
How do you stay so calm?
I'm not calm, Dr. Sekara.
I'm just focused.
Dr. Lin requires that of me.
So does everyone else.
You know, they require that of you, as well.
Okay. Let's alleviate the
pressure of the oculomotor nerve
and the brain stem.
Scissors, thank you.
Will they arrest me?
I don't know.
I wish I could say no, but I can't.
You'll have to assessed by a
psychiatrist when I'm done here.
I'm sorry.
I can't imagine
what you're going through.
Do they need me to identify her body?
[sniffles]
Will she be broken?
Jackson, I am free, able,
and willing to serve.
Who's next in line?
Great. We got over in the...
You know, hold that thought.
[police radio chatter]
[sobbing] Please. Just leave me alone.
Sorry.
I can't.
You've had an awful, awful day.
We all have.
He loved her so much.
It never gets easier.
What kind of comfort are you?
[both chuckle]
- Not much.
- [chuckles]
I'm not much of a hugger, either, but...
[sobs]
[sobbing continues]
[monitors beeping]
There's a small amount of
blood in the ventricle.
Let's make sure we monitor that post-op.
Focus on the task at hand.
I was focusing.
Now you're just making me nervous.
I'm sorry. I do that.
How long you worked with Dr. Lin?
Since she was a resident.
And you like her.
Yes, of course.
So does everyone else.
That's why they're all up there.
Yeah, she just always seemed
a little serious to me.
She's worked hard to be
the surgeon that she is.
What if... what if she
can't be a doctor anymore?
There's no point in thinking
about that right now.
We won't know until she wakes up
if there's any lasting
cognitive deficits, okay?
Back to work.
[monitors beeping]
How is she?
I have no idea. Shahir hasn't
given me an update yet.
How are you?
I cleared her for work,
and I shouldn't have.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I saved the life of the
guy who did this to her.
It doesn't.
But thanks.
So, do I win the guilt-off?
Sure.
What's my prize?
Maggie pulls through.
Dr. Reid?
Hi. Yes, what is it?
Your patient, the bomber.
What about him?
His blood P.H. is way off.
We need you right now.
[monitors beeping rapidly]
Can I have his chart.
Talk to me.
B.P. is low and dropping.
- Any urine in the bag?
- None.
A.B.G.s look terrible.
There's no family present.
All right, then.
Detective.
Can you take off his handcuffs, please?
- Dr. Reid.
- Just do it.
[keys jingle]
[handcuffs rattle]
That'll be all, thanks.
At least someone got what they wanted today.
What would you like me to do?
Take him off the vent.
[beeping continues]
[flatline]
[beeping stops]
[sighs]
Of course, yep.
If any of the board members
have any questions,
just have them contact me directly.
Okay, till then.
[receiver thuds]
You asked to see me, Dr. Bell?
Yeah. Come on in, Asha.
Have a seat.
I'm fine. Just busy.
It's been a brutal day.
So I'll just get right to the point.
I'm gonna press charges against
Lane for sexual assault.
Why are you telling me this?
Because you're with him now.
And I wanted you to know ahead of time.
'Cause you're hoping I'll back you up
and make it two against one.
Well, I'm not gonna deny
that it would be a better case against him
if you came forward.
- I already told you...
- I know.
You don't remember
where you got your bruises.
That's... that is your business.
I'm not gonna pressure you.
That's not my style.
Lane's told me about your style.
Pardon me?
You don't get to the top without
stepping on someone along the way,
and I get it.
I'm not jeopardizing my career
just so you can get back at him.
Asha.
I know what Lane did to me,
and I'm gonna stop him from
doing it to somebody else.
It could get ugly.
I just want you to be
prepared for the fallout.
You should go home.
I will.
Just need to do something first.
What's that?
It doesn't matter.
It's kind of crazy, actually.
I'm okay with crazy.
I'm good, thanks.
Good night.
You paged me?
Yeah, uh, I'll-I'll fill you in
on the way down to the O.R.
Shelby's just down there
getting prepped, and...
I lost my patient... the one
that I went to the wall to save,
the one who is responsible
for this whole nightmare.
I'm sorry.
Don't be. He wanted to die.
I should have let him.
Hey.
Alex, you know you couldn't do that.
[sighs]
[cellphone vibrates]
It's, uh, Zach.
Maggie's surgery is almost done.
[inhales] I'll meet you down there.
[monitor beeping rapidly]
[chuckles]
I love you, Rosie.
More than anything.
Charlie: You'll be back to see her soon.
You and your family are in great
hands with Dr. Harris, Shelby.
[gurney clicks]
♪
I hear you've been harassing my girlfriend.
I'm not doing this with you.
You're in over your head.
you know that, don't you?
I've already contacted the police.
And painted a very sympathetic
portrait of yourself, I'm sure.
I just wonder if everybody
else is gonna see Dawn Bell
the same way that you see Dawn Bell.
We both know what you did to me.
Sweet Dawn Bell...
a brilliant cardiac surgeon,
but also an abuse victim.
Or how about Dr. Bell...
a vindictive jilted lover?
- You are not gonna make this my fault.
- Oh, no.
This is the same woman who fought
to pull the plug on her
husband while he was in a coma
because he started seeing another woman...
A much younger woman.
You are cruel.
Ambitious Dr. Bell,
who abandoned her own foster child
because she couldn't bear to spend
time away from her precious work.
I fought for her. They wouldn't let me.
- You know that.
- Maybe.
It's just all a different
way of seeing things, Dawn.
Don't forget. This is what I do.
Doing P.R. for this hospital
means that I've been privy
to every move you've made
to get you exactly where you are right now.
Are you sure you want all
that out there in the open?
I'm not afraid of you.
Well, maybe you should be.
[sighs]
[monitor beeping]
[ventilator hissing]
You really love her, don't you?
Dr. Reid. I need you to come with me.
I'm about to operate, detective.
It'll only take a minute.
All right.
This is Clarice Schneller.
Michael was her son.
The detective tells me
you did all that you could for Michael,
that you treated him just
like every other patient.
Thank you.
I don't know how I'll live
with myself for what he did.
[sighs]
What he did was monstrous,
but he wasn't a monster.
Believe me.
He was sick.
He had these psychotic episodes.
Was he being treated?
For a while.
But they switched his medication.
Things got worse.
There were voices in his
head telling him what to do.
I didn't get him help in time.
[voice breaking] It's all so wrong.
So cruel. And wrong.
[sobs]
It's okay.
I'll-I'll stay with her.
You go help someone else.
Come. Here, have a seat.
[sobbing continues] It's all right.
Hey. You all right?
Uh, the mother of my patient.
You mean the mother of the bomber?
Alex, you don't have to do this surgery.
Yeah, I do. It's the job, right?
[door opens]
Hey. How is she?
Stable for now.
We've done everything we could.
Now we wait.
Dr. Hamza, you're needed in O.R. six...
another victim from the bombing.
I'll stay with her.
Thank you.
There you are.
Dr. Bishop, I'm...
You're...?
I'm sorry.
I just wanted to soften the
blow for when her dad I.D.s her.
It's pretty crazy. I told you.
You're a kind person.
What good is that gonna do me in this job?
Some people think empathy gets
in the way of being a surgeon,
but I think it's what
will make you a great one.
What can I do to help?
♪
Zach: [muffled]
Some of the critically injured
are being treated on
stretchers in the corridors.
Can you check with central
[fading] and see...
Dawn?
[normal voice] Dawn.
I'm sorry. Can you say that again?
We can't deal with the volume,
and we need to move some of these patients.
What, so we can make it
somebody else's problem?
I'm just saying that
we're at a breaking point
and we don't want to make any mistakes.
I don't give a damn about reputation.
I know you're overwhelmed. Everyone is.
But this is our hospital,
and these are our patients
whether we like it or not.
And we are gonna push
through as best as we can,
and we are not gonna stop
until every last patient
gets exactly the care that they deserve.
Got it?
Yes, I do.
I can count on you, right?
Yes, you can.
Asha.
Just listen.
Please.
I don't know what's going
on between the two of you.
That is your business.
But you're not safe, okay? You're not.
And I'm going forward with this.
I don't care what it's gonna cost me.
If you want to do a rotation
at another hospital,
take some time off, whatever you need, okay?
No questions asked. I've got your back.
[whirring]
[monitor beeping]
Good work, Charlie. Good and quick.
Eh, no joy being the butcher,
but... it had to be done.
This job is all I have, Charlie.
What if I can't do it anymore?
Try not to think about that now.
I had a bleed in my brain.
What if my memory's affected,
my decision making?
What if I can't hold a scalpel anymore?
Just take a deep breath.
Calm down.
I have spent my entire life
dedicated to this profession.
And if it's taken away from me...
Maggie.
[monitors beeping rapidly]
Dr. Sekara!
What's wrong?
She's in trouble.
Page Shahir. We need him now.
Charlie.
Go to Maggie. Now.
You need to fight.
For your life.
I have nothing to fight for.
We love you, Maggie.
That's worth fighting for.
You all right, Charlie?
[intercom chiming]
[monitors rapidly beeping]
Hey. Talk to me.
What's going on?
B.P.'s spiking. 165/110.
Push fluids. Push everything.
Alex, it's bad. Where's Shahir?
Let me see the imaging.
Was there blood in the fluid chambers?
- The ventricles?
Dev: - A little.
Dr. Hamza said we'd monitor it post-op.
It must be blocking off her fluid outflow.
Her brain is swelling.
She's got acute hydrocephalus.
Dr. Hamza's in the middle
of another brain surgery.
He's been paged.
She'll be dead before he gets here!
Get me a twist drill. Now.
♪
Alex:
Passing the catheter into the ventricle.
Alex...?
I'm just putting in the ventricular drain.
You should take over.
Keep going. You're doing well.
Maggie, we're all here.
We're all right beside you.
You told me I should heal myself,
but in order to treat someone,
you have to take a history.
You have to know who they are.
I don't know who I am.
So how do I fix this?
Charlie: I don't know.
But wake up and find out.
♪
[muffled monitor beeping]
Am I okay?
[exhales]
Lift your arms, palms up,
like you're holding a double
goat cheese and anchovy pizza.
I thought you'd never
mention that night again.
[both laugh]
Count back from 10.
10, 9, 8... I think I got this one.
It's good to have you back, Mags.
[beeping continues]
Hey.
Quit hogging that rock star.
You look good.
Welcome home, Dr. Lin.
Thank you.
[sighs]
♪
Detective.
I want to press charges against
a man named Lane Berkley.
He's a member of the
board here at Hope Zion.
He's the one who assaulted me.
Okay.
I'll take an impact statement from you
then bring him in for questioning.
We can do that in my office.
I'll see you there.
Oh, and, Dr. Bell,
you should know this is
the second time I've heard his name today.
Someone's already come to you?
I can't legally say any more.
I'll see you in your office.
Are you sure you want to do this?
I did it, didn't I?
You did.
Why now?
You should have seen the way he looked
when he talked about what he
was gonna do to you in court.
He wanted to burn you so badly.
You were worried about me?
I was worried about me.
That's honest. I respect that.
He burned me, too.
I have to tell the truth.
So, what do you say we go do just that?
Okay.
She's so beautiful.
Both of you are.
We'll give you a moment.
Shelby: Can I hold Rosie, please?
After today, all I want
to do is hold my baby.
Soon. I swear.
But, um, what you can
do is touch her.
[Patrick Watson's
"Love Songs for Robots" playing]
♪ breaking down ♪
♪ your days are getting longer ♪
♪ there's a yellow glass dragon ♪
♪ who's chasing you around ♪
♪ sit your head on a silver jet stream ♪
♪ while the smoke is rising over ♪
♪ your thoughts and your dreams ♪
♪ watch over you, you watch and fall down ♪
♪ your nuts and bolts are ♪
♪ all over the ground ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
Thank you.
She looks so peaceful.
No pain.
♪ something's leaking ♪
♪ it leaks from your eyes ♪
♪ where all these tears past the problems ♪
♪ stop wasting your words from around ♪
♪ as you're running out of thoughts ♪
♪ as it burns, burning out ♪
♪ watch as the flowers, thrones, ♪
♪ and winds spills close ♪
♪ as it whispers away ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪ get up ♪
♪
♪ you get up ♪
♪
[police radio chatter]
Lane Berkley.
I need you to come with me.
♪
[monitor beeping]
Dr. Katz, as I live and breathe.
Well, I'm glad you're doing both.
Can I come in?
Well, if you're here to kiss me,
Alex beat you to it.
Do tell. [chuckles]
We were all
really worried about you.
I thought...
It's okay.
I'm fine.
You're in the I.C.U., Maggie.
How could you possibly
make this glass half-full?
Well, you're here.
I am.
So good to see you.
My patient... Shelby Hart?
Yeah, she's good. She's out of the woods.
Baby, too.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
I'll keep you posted.
I think I'll focus on myself for a while.
That sounds like a plan.
Ugh. I keep telling them
to lower the A.C. in here.
I'll get you another blanket.
Stay.
Thank you.
It meant the world to him.
I'm glad.
You're welcome.
Good night, Cassie.
Good night.
♪
Hard to believe how quiet it is, huh?
I like it.
You know what the buddhists say?
If you can't improve on silence...
[chuckles] Amen to that.
Night, Zach.
Let's do it again tomorrow.
Hey.
Hi.
Shall we?
Actually, I'm gonna stay on.
Are you sure you're okay to do that?
Yes. You'll give Luke a kiss for me?
I will.
A couple.
I love you.
I know.