The Resident (2018–…): Season 3, Episode 15 - Last Shot - full transcript

The new neurosurgery center opens, and Nic is forced to work alongside Cain again; a heart transplant has an unexpected result; Bell asks Conrad to reexamine three patients who may have been poisoned.

Previously on The Resident...

Facing our new reality, the Cain
Center for Neurosurgery.

- There's good news.
- My cancer's in remission.

I have a shot at getting my life back.

Dr. Torres here is a magician in the OR.

Go be one of those celebrity TV doctors,

make a lot of money, wear nice
clothes. You'd be great at it.

Three different patients.

All with organophosphate
poisoning, all on 3B Life.

The only link that we do have
is your supplement.

We need to call public
health and warn them about it.



That's ridiculously premature.

But if we wait, people could die.

- Dr. Hawkins, welcome back.
- Nice to be back.

Leaving me out of the loop on Hawkins

is a sign of disrespect to the surgeon

who's made more rain for you
and Red Rock than anyone else.

Not as much as you used to.
Everyone has an expiration date.

Good morning, everyone.

Today, we open up the doors

to the most advanced neurological
institute this country's ever seen.

Or at least the most expensive.

Red Rocks stands
to make $1 million a day

on surgeries alone.

No wonder they were so
quick to open this place.



- Hey.
- Hey.

You hungry?

I'm not here to eat, I'm here to work.

Red Rock packed in so many
patients, they need more nurses.

I've got a bad feeling about this place.

I'd like to extend a warm
welcome to all of our donors

I see out here today.

It's your investment in the future
that's made this institute possible.

Well, if it makes you feel any
better, today's my admin day,

so I'm stuck on desk duty.

- All papers, no patients.
- Well, you know what they say,

"With great power,
comes boring responsibilities."

You have an office,

Chief Resident. I have no pity.

You have no idea how
bad I am at scheduling.

Please, come help me.

- Nope.
- Out.

The brain is the new frontier for us.

Treatment and diagnosis...

I feel like I'm sending
you off to the wolves.

I'll be fine.

It's the wolves I'm worried
about, not you.

It's gonna be thrilling,

- but most importantly...
- Hey.

...it's gonna be groundbreaking.

Go get 'em.

Thank you all for being here today.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to go scrub in.

Is it me or is it cold in here?

Yeah, I already called maintenance.

They said it should be warming up soon.

Anyone know where
the butterfly needles are?

I think I saw them in the supply closet.

Top shelf, far right.

Ah.

Sorry. I'm still getting the
hang of this new EMR software.

It hates me.

I gave up and faxed in a request.

- Faxed?
- Girl's got to do.

Um, I'll be right back.

Annie.

Nic. Oh, no, don't worry,

I'm not a patient.
Still cancer-free, thankfully.

I'm here with Lucy.

Lucy, this is Nurse Nevin.

She helped me through my own surgery.

- Hi.
- Hi.

It's nice to meet you.

I started fostering a few months ago.

Thought about doing it
for years, but I guess

cancer was the kick in
the pants that I needed.

Oh, that's amazing. What brings you in?

Headaches, throwing up,

tingly feet... Should I keep going?

The doctors found a brain tumor

a little over a year before I met Lucy.

Because of the size and the location,

they said that a watch
and wait approach was best

- until it got worse.
- Which it did.

A few days ago,

Lucy fainted in the cafeteria
at school during lunch.

I took out half of the
salad bar on my way down.

My hair still smells like ranch.

But they did an MRI,
and now we're just waiting

to hear back on the surgical plan.

Well, it says here, uh,
that she's scheduled

for a tumor resection this afternoon

with... Dr. Cain.

Of course.

The surgeon who saved me
operating on my little girl

in this amazing new hospital.

I'm really glad she's in good hands.

Why don't I join Lucy's team today?

- Yeah, we'd love that.
- Yeah.

Great. Me, too.

I'm looking forward to operating
with you again, Dr. Okafor.

First, we need to get in and out
of this patient's room

- as quickly as possible.
- I prefer to take my time.

Really get to know a patient
before surgery.

Where they're from, what they do.

- Clearly he hasn't met them yet.
- Nope.

Enough!

The entire hospital can hear you.

Would you give it a rest?

Professor, this is Dr. Torres.
He'll be joining our team.

It's a pleasure to meet...

Listen. All day he crunches,

piles up his dirty clothes,

orders take-out at all
hours to stink up my room.

- Our room.
- Oh, now you can hear me?

They both have end stage heart failure,

and they both need a heart.

Same blood type, heart size,
and immune system compatibility.

But that's all they have in common.

My side, my rules.

Hey, check it out.

I just finished this one.
It's part of my series.

I call it,

"Angry Little Man Who

Definitely Needs to Chill."

- Nice.
- I'm an artist.

Yeah, if no one pays you, it's a hobby.

Oh, come on, Professor.

Real artists don't do it for the cash,

they do it to help
show people the truth.

Hey, that's right.
I make art to move people.

Why don't you find yourself
moving to a different room?

I swear, if I have to spend
another day in here...

You don't. We're here
because a donor heart

is on its way from Savannah.

And since you're top of the list,

we've got you scheduled
for surgery later today.

Thank God.

I was worried that if I died in here,

that kid's face would be
the last thing I ever saw.

You should be so lucky.

Thank you for having me on.

Don't thank me.

Your publicist called in
a favor at network.

And we're back

in five, four, three...

Anyone tired? Want more energy?

Yes!

Yes, of course you do.
Well, my next guest says that

his new supplement might
be just the thing for you.

Dr. Bell, there are a lot
of supplements out there.

What makes 3B Life different?

3B Life is a proprietary
blend of nutrients

designed to fortify your whole body.

- I take it myself every day.
- I figured you did,

or you wouldn't have put
your face on the bottle.

Yeah, uh...

You know, I've worked
in hospitals for 40 years,

and I'm sorry to say,

we are unhealthier today
than ever before.

Half of all Americans are uninsured.

And, you know, I remember
a young man came in

with liver failure,
and he was uninsured,

and couldn't afford a doctor's visit,

so there was nobody there to tell him

that his disease could be easily managed

with lifestyle and diet, and by the time

he came in...

It's too late.

Yeah, and I see so
many patients like that.

People that want to take
control of their own health,

but they... they just don't know how.

And they don't know
who to trust. And that's...

that's why my face is on the bottle.

Hello?

You were great. Very real. Very human.

Regina.

You all right?

Remember the patients
from Atlanta General

with organophosphate poisoning?

The ones that may have taken 3B Life?

Why?

One of them just died.

- This is not our fault.
- I need you to both relax.

Well, you didn't just go
on national television

and tell two million people

that 3B Life is the best
thing since penicillin.

Okay, you don't actually
think that our product

caused a man's death?

No. I don't want to believe
that we're responsible

any more than you do.

What happened has nothing
to do with our product.

We tested our facility. It's clean.

- Our ingredients are safe.
- I know.

I know they are.

I'm just gonna see if I can get
the man's records sent over

from Atlanta General just to confirm

whether or not he was even taking 3B.

Social media's blowing up
about your Pierce appearance.

Mentions on Facebook are strong.
Twitter, same.

Even the trolls like you.

So you can expect a surge in sales.

No, no. Let's just delay shipments...

Stopping shipments could
make people ask questions.

Well, that's a chance
we have to take. I...

We have to exercise

an overabundance of caution

on the small possibility

that we may have injured someone.

I am sorry a man died,

but it could've been
an allergic reaction,

or an underlying condition.

Who knows, maybe it was just his time.

Well, maybe isn't good enough.

I need to check on the others.

- Others?
- Let's just get back to Chastain.

Hey! I saw you on TV this morning.

You make us proud, Dr. B.

I'll catch up with you
in a couple minutes.

How'd you get his medical records?

A friend at Atlanta General.

The autopsy will happen later today.

30-year-old male. Diagnosed
with organophosphate poisoning.

Treated with atropine, 2-PAM.

Full recovery, until this morning.

Yeah, he was about to be discharged,

they found him in cardiac arrest.

- And what am I looking for?
- Anything unusual,

an allergic reaction,
some underlying condition

that might've caused his death.

You mean something other
than your supplement?

Look, I've reviewed all their files

looking for any another possible cause.

I just, I'd like you
to re-examine all three.

Dr. Pravesh already did
a very thorough workup,

- detailed history...
- You have a way of

seeing what other doctors miss.

Just take another look,
that's all I'm asking you to do.

If I found out it's 3B Life,
you know I won't keep quiet.

I need to know.

Let's just try and make
sure nobody else dies.

I'll be awake for the surgery?

Your brain tumor is
near your speech center.

Being awake allows me to avoid
the brain tissue which is

critical to your ability to speak.

But you'll be able to talk
and see what's going on.

- Will it hurt?
- No. You won't feel a thing.

There are no pain
receptors in your brain.

Well, that's good.

What if I have to sneeze?

Then we'll get you a tissue.

Now, I'd like to be there with her.

I'm sorry. There are
no family members allowed.

But you'll be there, right?

Absolutely.

I'm sure we can arrange something.

I can't believe my new heart
is actually in the building.

Your long wait is over.

We've seen your heart,
and it looks perfect.

Oh, thank you.

You're a little warm.

Ah, I feel fine.
It's probably just excitement.

Yeah. Probably.

We'll check back on you soon, all right?

The professor's temp is 100.1 now.

If it reaches 100.4,
we'll have to temporarily

take him off the transplant list.

All right. Get two cultures

and start him on empiric antibiotics.

- I don't want to take a chance.
- It could just be a bad reaction

to one of the medications.

Maybe. But we need to keep
a close eye on him

over the next few hours.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Sorry, am I interrupting?

Not at all. We just finished.

Okay, tonight I am
drinking all the drinks.

Oh. What's wrong?

What isn't?

I want Chem-7s every four hours.

Strict ins and outs. Page me
with any new symptoms.

If anyone sneezes,
I want to hear about it.

You think I missed something?

No. Everything I've seen
indicates you made

the right diagnosis and gave
all three the right treatments.

Then why reevaluate?

- Bell.
- Yeah.

He is looking for a way out.

- Mm, maybe.
- I know that he had your back

when you got fired,
but the man has gone from CEO

and chief of surgery to the basement.

How long until he goes back
to being the guy

that would do anything
to save his own skin?

I say we give him
the benefit of the doubt.

Right now, people taking
Bell's supplement are in danger

of getting just as sick as these three.

Once you discovered
they were all taking 3B Life,

how many more questions did you ask?

- I'd made the connection.
- I get it. I probably wouldn't

have asked any more questions, either.

But now someone's dead,
so we have to. You with me?

All right. Let's go fishing.

Wait.

It was the supplement?

That's what I get for buying

something from the shopping channel.

I buy stuff from there all the time.

Just bought the kids a trampoline.

You think we can get a refund?

We're not positive it was
3B Life that made you sick.

For now, don't take it again.

Oh, I feel fine.

The nurse said I was
just about to be discharged.

The food here is making me retain water.

I can't be puffy before my next shoot.

My oldest is in the school play.

And if I leave now,
I might be able to make it.

A patient at a another hospital
who was on 3B Life, they...

...they recently passed away.

Oh, my God.

Now, this didn't happen at Chastain,

so we have limited information.

Whoa. So you think we're in danger?

It is possible. Now,
this man initially recovered

after treatment just like all of you,

so that has us concerned
that you could relapse

and get very sick again.

Which is why we need
you to stick around,

so we can monitor you.

And fill out these questionnaires

about your last two weeks.

I know there's a lot in there,
it's annoying.

But we need you to be
as detailed as humanly possible.

This is vital.

You expect me to remember
what I ate five days ago?

And what kind of pesticides
are used on my neighbor's lawn?

Look, I get it. This seems ridiculous,

but it could save your life.

We need to figure out
what made you sick,

and if this has to do
with 3B Life or not.

Every detail matters
for you guys right now.

I can't believe I paid
for express shipping.

Please, Dr. Okafor. Take it again.

- It's not gonna change.
- Try.

Sorry, Professor,
but you have a bona fide fever.

Which means that we're gonna have to put

your transplant surgery on pause.

But I've been waiting here for months.

My heart has finally arrived. Please.

If it's an infection, the immune
suppression that you require

after the transplant might be fatal.

We have to wait for the fever to go down

and for your blood culture results.

Okay. Okay, t-then we wait.

Yes, but, unfortunately,
the heart can't wait.

By the time we get your results,

the heart will no longer be viable.

We're sorry, Professor. We really are.

The donor heart will
have to go to the next

recipient on the list.

Oh, no.

What? Why is everyone looking at me?

Doug, how are those questions coming?

Doug, can you hear me?

Call a code blue! We need help in here!

Code blue, room 5916.

What the hell happened?

I don't know. We both just saw him.

He was fine five minutes ago.

Okay, pads are on. Pads are on.

V fib. Charge to 200.

And clear. Shock.

All right. Come on.

Uh, I'll go check on Cynthia.

I'll see what's going on with Raj.

Thank you.

Update.

We put Mr. Corson back
on atropine and 2-PAM.

This is exactly what happened
to the guy at Atlanta General.

He seemed to be getting better
then, all of a sudden,

- he crashed.
- What about the other two?

Scared, but okay for now.

And 3B Life still appears
to be the only possible cause.

We don't know that for sure.

The only way to be certain

that you're not risking more
lives is to issue a recall.

When patients get the right
diagnosis and treatment,

they don't usually recover
and then get worse.

And why is only one of these
three reacting like this?

Well, every person has a different

physiological response to poison.

Organophosphates are known
to have an intermediate syndrome

that show up a day or two later.

I think something changed
between the time

Doug finished his treatment
and when he coded.

The answer is in there somewhere.

I'm gonna give Doug a trial of diuresis.

Good.

You all right?

Well, I just heard that
St. John's brought in two cases

of organophosphate poisoning
this morning.

There's three more at Emory.

And the more hospitals I call,
the more patients I find.

And I'm-I'm not positive
they were on 3B Life...

This isn't isolated.

I'm gonna order some send-out labs.

Hey. You're that doc on the supplement.

What the hell, man? You made me sick.

Hey, what's in those supplements, man?

Hey. You're hurting people. Hey!

Hey.

Look, I know we haven't
exactly become friends, but...

I'm way younger than you. Okay?

So I-I totally deserve this
heart, all right?

Let's go.

- I have a PhD, for crying out loud.
- And I'm a late bloomer.

My greatest work is still ahead of me.

I thought it was supposed
to get warmer, not colder.

I heard Chastain is sending over
more blanket warmers.

I just had to substitute
oxacillin for Cefitaxe.

I mean, the amount of money that
Red Rock spent on this place,

you'd think they'd be stocked
with critical antibiotics.

How many times do I have
to reboot this new software

before it stops freezing up?
Should we place bets?

It'll be a miracle
if we make it through the day.

Where's Cain?

Last week, I was
operating on a young father

whose seizures were so devastating,

he couldn't hold his child.

- So what I did with that...
- Dr. Cain. Do you have a second?

That's one of our nurses
who I will be with shortly.

It's about a patient.

Excuse me.

I think we need to push
the surgeries a day, maybe two.

And why would I do that?

Because this place isn't ready.

We're missing medicine, uh, I mean,

the staff doesn't know
how to work the software.

We can't even get
the thermostat to work.

Growing pains are part of the process.

This is different. Someone could die.

Everything seems to be
running smoothly to me.

That's because you're distracted.
You're more focused

on the donors than you are
on your patients, like Lucy.

I will handle both.
And I will see you in the OR.

Are you ready for one of these?

Ew.

I love it. We'll match.

Yes, we will.

- Love you.
- I love you.

- Take good care of him.
- I will.

I said no.

When the agency asked me
if I wanted to adopt, I said no.

You know, after my son passed away,

I never thought
I'd ever leave the house again.

Let alone raise another kid.

But fostering one for a while,
I could do that.

Most parents won't consider
a kid with medical problems.

It's a lot to take on.

You know, Lucy lost her parents

in a car accident when she was four.

She was bouncing around
foster homes ever since then.

She never had a room of her own
until that first night with me.

Sounds like Lucy has it pretty good.

Me, too.

I love that little girl.

And now...

You can't imagine life without her.

She deserves a real family again.

I think she found one.

Man, I thought his eighth
album took it to a whole new level.

- Track 14?
- Oh, yes, sir.

- Where the horns come in.
- And that drum solo?

It's heaven.

I got to say, it's nice
to finally cut with a surgeon

who appreciates a little hard bop.

Dr. Okafor is not a fan?

Would you believe I agreed
to be her mentor anyway?

Just her mentor, huh?

I kind of got the impression
the two of you were maybe more.

No, our relationship is
strictly professional.

Good to know.

We need to start thinking
about a recall.

Uh, I, um...

I need to get some air.

- Andrea, let's just talk.
- I-I'll be right back.

So...

this is where we are now.

Do you want my professional opinion?

We're not paying for your silence.

Wait this out.

We...

we have one dead;
there's another critical.

- When more get sick...
- If more get sick,

I can help you.

- How?
- We spin it.

All the press needs is
a simple blood sacrifice.

Someone who is close to the top
who can take the fall.

You're changing the subject.

Won't be you who goes broke.

You're suggesting I throw Andrea
under the bus.

She took advantage
of a respected doctor.

You were focused on your patients.

You trusted her too much.

In case you hadn't noticed,
my face is on the bottle.

Nobody is gonna believe
that I'm not responsible.

The truth is what you make it.

Getting you out of this mess you're in,

this is why you pay me.

It's why other people who are
in far more trouble than you

have paid me.

Andrea can start over again.

She'll recover.

You won't.

Anyone who tried 3B Life
and stubbed their toe

is coming after you.

And the public will not be kind,
and they will never forget,

unless...

you let me help you.

How are you feeling?

I'm good.

Thanks.

- Probes.
- We should wait for Dr. Cain

before moving forward.

He told me to go ahead and start mapping

- if he got held up.
- I understand, but...

Mind if I join?

Hi, Dr. Cain.

Hello, Lucy.

I'll take those.

Lucy, before I remove your tumor,

I'm gonna map out your brain
like we talked about.

This is the part where you keep talking

while I test the tissue, okay?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Annie told me that you sang
in your talent show.

Yeah. It was so much fun.

My friend Sam juggles scissors.

- I sang.
- What song?

"Baby Won't You Please Come Home."

It's my fave.

Annie says I sing it
almost as good as Bessie Smith,

but I don't think I come close.

How is he?

Aaron's transplant went well.

Well, I don't want to be envious.

But I am.

Your cultures came back.

No obvious infection.

Your fever hasn't returned.

- You're back on the list.
- It's too late.

When they admitted me,
the doctors told me

I had maybe six months.

And that was six months ago.

I don't have time to wait.

We don't know that.

Doctors aren't fortune-tellers.

You and I both know the odds
of another heart coming my way

before I die.

You know why I hate those?

I see a lot of reasons.

They remind me that I'm alone.

So now, here I am in my...

little room,

where the only person
who comes to visit...

is just doing her job.

Go.

Well, the press are on their way in.

But I want you to think carefully

before you make all this noise.

What about my offer?

Come in.

The responsibility is mine.

Doug's responding well
to the atropine and 2-PAM.

I'm still waiting for send-out labs.

Just give me a little bit more time

before I have to give you a
definitive answer on everything.

Do you know...

I only ever had one job...

before I became a doctor?

I worked the register
at my family's hardware store

since I was a kid.

And I would watch customers
walk in and out all day.

They came to see my father...

because they knew
he wouldn't overcharge them

or try and sell them
something they didn't need.

They knew he was a good man...

worthy of their trust.

I worked so hard

all my life to be seen like my dad.

But I didn't do enough to be like him.

Thank you for trying.

Elijah stacks cups.

I mean, it's not really a talent,

but they let him do it.

- What's that noise mean?
- Uh, that's your heart rate.

We just don't want it to get too high.

She just hit the 150s, and her
temperature is rapidly rising.

Cooled fluids and IV acetaminophen.

Started that ten minutes ago.

She's not responding.

I think this might be
malignant hyperthermia.

- I'm really hot.
- Get the dantrolene.

- What's that mean?
- It's just special meds

for this kind of situation.

Hey, Lucy, why don't you sing that song

you sang for your talent show.

- Now?
- Yeah.

Yeah, just pretend like no one's here.

Just... close your eyes and sing.

- Okay.
- Okay.

♪ I've got the blues ♪

♪ I feel so lonely ♪

♪ I'd give the world ♪

♪ If I could only ♪

♪ Make you understand ♪

Where's that dantrolene?

- ♪ It surely would ♪
- It's not here.

- ♪ Be grand ♪
- I'll check the other OR.

You keep singing, Lucy.

♪ It surely would be ♪

♪ Grand ♪

♪ I've gotta telephone ♪

♪ My baby ♪

♪ Ask him, won't you please come home ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪
- What are you doing?

Emergency in OR One.

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Please... come home ♪

♪ Baby, won't you ♪

♪ You please... ♪

♪ Come home ♪

- We need to cancel the surgery.
- Almost finished.

She needs to be intubated.

If we don't slow down her metabolism,

we risk her life.

We need to stop.

We will not stop.

All right, hanging cold saline.

♪ Please come home ♪

- All right.
- ♪ Oh ♪

♪ I have ♪

♪ Tried in vain ♪

Dantrolene going in.

♪ To call ♪

♪ Your name ♪

Temperature's coming down.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Should I keep going?

You have a beautiful voice.

Yes, Lucy, can you sing us
another verse?

- It sounds so sweet.
- Yeah.

♪ When you left, you broke my heart ♪

♪ That will never make us part ♪

♪ Every hour of the day ♪

♪ You'll hear me say ♪

♪ Baby, won't you please ♪

♪ Come home ♪

♪ Every hour of the day ♪

♪ You will hear me say... ♪

Aaron.

The surgery went smoothly.

Your new heart is functioning well.

The nurse stopped the propofol
an hour ago.

He should be awake by now.

Can you open your eyes for us, bud?

Blown pupil.

Pressure's a little high.
He's relatively bradycardic.

Explains hypertension.

- Cushing's reflex.
- He's having a stroke.

We need 50 grams of IV mannitol!

And to get him to CT.
Somebody page Dr. Austin now!

- Stroke?
- Cardiopulmonary bypass,

blood thinners...
it all put Aaron at risk.

Well, is he okay?

No.

He's brain-dead.

Stroke is a known complication

of the transplant process.

Aaron was unlucky.

We did everything we could,
but the injury was catastrophic.

Sitting in this room...

wondering if each day will be your last,

it's hard in ways that you...

you can't understand

unless you've lived it.

Like we did.

Poor kid.

Stuck in here with me.

I could have gone easier on him,

and... instead,
I made his last days harder

than they needed to be.

We think there's something
you should know about Aaron.

He loved being your roommate.

What?

Yeah. When we tried to separate you two,

he begged us not to.

He said he would die from boredom

without you on the other side
of the curtain.

I think in a weird way

driving you crazy kept him sane.

You're not just saying that
to make me feel better?

Aaron was also an organ donor.

I-I get the heart?

You can do that?

Reuse of a transplanted heart

is complicated.

This will be the heart's third home

in the last 24 hours.

Every time a heart is transplanted,

reperfusion injury occurs.

Increasing the chance

that your transplant course
could be a rocky one,

but we will do everything
we can to minimize those risks.

Make yourselves comfortable.

Dr. Bell will be in shortly.

Hey.

There are no more tests to run.

It's time to send Cynthia and Raj home,

which means... discharge papers.

Why did Doug get worse
and not the others?

I still think we're missing something.

Uncertainty is part of the job.

I won't tell you who taught me that,

but he seems to have forgotten.

You guys really need to do better

with those hospital gowns.

Can't wait to get out of here,

get back to the gym.

That's a pretty dress.

They were getting ready to leave.

Okay.

- Keep going.
- Doug and the man

at Atlanta General,

they both got worse.

And they were getting ready to go home.

Wait a minute.

Get back in your rooms.

Doug, glad you're feeling better.

We need to examine your skin.

I'll start at the top.

I'll work my way up.

Thank you for coming.

I thought we already examined him.

That was before he coded.

What exactly are we looking for?

That.

A subtle maculopapular rash.

That doesn't sound good.

I need to see the clothes you wore
when you came into Chastain.

On the couch.

Bingo.

Where'd you get these?

We've prepared a statement.

It wasn't 3B Life.

Uh, let's take five.

Initially, we focused
on what the patients ate,

but it wasn't consumption
that made them sick.

- It was absorption.
- Absorption...?

- From what?
- Their clothes.

All three shopped at the same
boutique clothing store.

- Jacket.
- When clothes are shipped

in a truck with chemicals,

one spill of a pesticide

can contaminate the entire delivery

without anyone realizing.

It's happened before.

But they were all on 3B Life.

All three patients,
on their questionnaires,

stated that they ordered
your supplements

from the shopping network

after your appearance.

They also said
that same shopping network

ran ads for this boutique
clothing store constantly.

So these caused
the organophosphate poisoning,

not 3B Life.

You're off the hook.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, it wasn't us. I-I knew it.

I told you. I...

I knew it.

We won't be needing these anymore.

Dr. Pierce.

Hi, Dr. Bell.

You think dealing with patients
can be a pain,

try dealing with a TV producer.

Mm.

You left in a hurry this morning.

It was a hell of a day.

Your coat's over there.

Appreciate the call.

I could've had it sent over,
but I wanted to...

talk to you face-to-face.

You know, most doctors come on my show

and they just talk product,

but not you.

I liked what you had to say,

and my audience loved you.

Well... thank you.

Well, not a lot of people know this.

I'm gonna retire.

And I'd like to float your name
to the network

for a possible trial run.

Do a couple of guest spots,

see how it goes.

You interested?

My commitments at Chastain
are full-time,

and, uh, I'm very happy in the OR.

But why reach one person at a
time for the rest of your career

when you can reach millions with that?

From what I saw, you know how to use it.

You know, I-I know a dozen doctors

who would kill for this opportunity.

Uh...

why me?

My producer keeps bringing in these kids

right out of med school.

Great smiles,

no experience.

An audience can smell bull.

What they want
is someone they can trust.

Someone like you.

To pitch softball stories
about antioxidants?

One day, coffee can prevent cancer.

The next day... it can kill you.

It's entertainment.

Well, you're not wrong.

So, if you don't like the way
it's done, change it.

My producer's gonna call you.

Think about it.

Thanks, guys!

And we're back in five,

four, three...

Professor, how you feeling?

- Grateful.
- Your new heart is performing well.

At this rate, you could be out
of the hospital in a week.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

We were able to reach
one of Aaron's relatives

from out of town.

She'll be in tomorrow
to pick up his things.

Tell her...

I'd like to buy those.

You hate them.

I do.

But they remind me
of what I don't want to be.

I think they'll help me make a change.

Well, Aaron was an artist after all.

Yes.

Yes, he was.

Before we go,

we have to wedge the PA catheter.

You know what?

Why don't you two round
on the rest of our service?

I'll finish up here.

How is she?

Well, she woke up for a minute

but then fell asleep mid-sentence.

Well, that's perfectly normal.

Her recovery will take some time.

However long it takes, I'm here for her.

Please, thank Dr. Cain for us.

Of course.

She nearly died.

But she didn't.

Because we got lucky.

Don't believe in luck,
just talent and fate.

Caution isn't weakness.

Risk is part of the job.

So you risk a little girl's life? Why?

To impress some donors?

Again, nobody died.

Even when we do everything we
can to prepare, things go wrong.

What chance do our patients have
if we don't?

They deserve better.

There's a reason they don't name
buildings after nurses.

Midtown.

Overpriced.

- Doll's Head Trail.
- Overrated.

- Botanical Garden?
- Boring.

Okay, come on. There's got to be

at least one place on my list

that I should check out in Atlanta.

If you want a good time,

you want to go to Inman Park.

I will check that out.

We could check it out together.

Tomorrow night.

You drive.

No open-toed shoes.