'Previously on Doc...'
(crash)
'Dr. Larsen' has no recollection of the last eight years.
We were together. Amy and me.
The woman created a toxic work environment.
She cannot do procedures
or discuss course of action with patients' families.
I thought the autopsy cleared you.
'The pathologist' 'didn't catch the problem.'
'But if Dr. Larsen' ever remembers--
Then make sure she fails.
Are you married? I hope she appreciates what she has.
You were always my friend.
But I wasn't yours, was I?
Tyler, do you take Kayla to be your wife?
Do you promise to love, comfort and keep her,
for better or worse, in sickness and in health,
so long as you both shall live?
I do.
And Kayla, do you take Tyler to be your husband?
(voice grows distant) Do you promise to love, comfort and keep him,
for better or worse, in sickness and in health,
so long as you both shall live?
(breathing heavily)
I don't--
(indistinct murmurs)
I don't feel so good.
Hey, hey! (indistinct uproar)
Kayla? Kayla? Kayla!
Somebody get a doctor!
(gentle music)
(traffic wooshes)
So, your visit to the site of the accident 'elicited nothing?'
'No.'
And the car ride from the cabin is still the last thing you remember?
The Freeze Tag. And then that. Yeah.
And how is it at the condo?
On the set of "Nine and a Half Weeks"?
(chuckles) Lots of medical books.
'No memory hits of Mickey Rourke yet.'
'And no familiarity at all?'
Like realizing you know where the fuse box is?
I don't think I know what a fuse box looks like.
Anything surprising?
That doesn't go along with your older memories.
'I seem to have developed an obsession with beige'
'and there's this energy powder on the kitchen counter'
'that I absolutely detest.'
Sense of taste can be affected by TBI.
And you haven't gone into the old house?
'It'll be important for you to get over there soon.'
' I haven't had the nerve to ask Michael.'
And his new wife.
She may not appreciate the two of you mending.
I thought you said you liked her.
'Oh, I do. Doesn't mean she's not gonna be territorial'
'about her man.'
Oh! Baby's moving!
Combing through my old texts, it seems like the only action
I've gotten is some guy named Alan?
For like a couple of months last year?
Nice guy, bad in bed.
Not worth revisiting.
So, only one guy since Michael?
'Am I auditioning to become a nun?'
You were very focused on your work.
Ah. Unlike now.
Can I just ask how has she not figured it out yet?
I've heard she finally got access to her emails
and her texts. Were you really that undercover about it?
Ah, no, we just we only used WhatsApp,
and I guess it's not recoverable.
You could always just tell her.
Lie and say what a great lay you were.
Hey there.
- Morning. - Good morning.
Ah, Dr. Miller texted, he said that I'd be following you today.
Room 617. I'll see you there.
(footsteps clattering)
All right, somebody's gotta tell me what I did to her.
Don't worry about it. It's just a chemistry thing.
Oh, come-- come on, Jake.
Her second week as a med student,
you told her she shouldn't be a doctor.
It just went downhill after that.
Oh, wow.
You actually told me I should consider law school.
But that was just 'cause I knew how to argue with you.
(chuckling)
I'm not sure if this is still how you like it but...
Oh, what is it?
That is iced coffee with extra oat milk.
Oat milk?
Yeah, it's a, it's a thing these days.
Good?
Yeah, that's my new slash old morning pick-me-up.
How did you know?
Uh, any respectable kiss ass knows the boss's coffee order.
I am so, so sorry, Tyler.
I guess I just forgot to eat.
Hey, it's fine, babe.
You know, this is gonna be a hilarious story
we tell the kids one day.
And we even hired a photographer
to immortalize the moment, should I ever--
Babe, what's the matter?
(Kayla exhales)
Just, um--headache.
Listen, everything is probably fine,
but your blood pressure is a bit high,
and ED requested admission to do a syncope workup
and to just monitor post-concussive symptoms.
Okay.
Uh, what's a syncope?
Sorry. It's just a fancy word for fainting.
Your urine tox shows Benzos in your system?
I may have taken a Xanax from a friend
to help with the nerves of today.
I thought it could be my "something borrowed"
and "something blue."
So, just one pill, today?
Okay.
Maybe on and off, for a month or two.
You didn't tell me about this.
- I didn't want to worry you. - Well...
Well, should I be worried?
That you had to dope yourself up to get through the last couple of months?
I'm not doping myself up, Tyler. It's just Xanax.
Okay, I'm gonna run a few labs real quick,
and I'll leave you two to talk.
Almost done here, Sam.
This is Amy. She'll be helping out today.
Amy, this is Nancy, Eric and Sam.
- Hi, nice to meet you all. - Nice to meet you.
Sam's been suffering from diffuse bone pain,
rash and overall weakness.
This happened last time, too.
You're gonna be okay.
Side effects of Filpogen treatment.
This isn't even the main event.
So, you're prepping for a stem cell transplant.
You know I can hear all of you guys, right?
- Oh! - And this is Leo,
Sam's brother.
"The Main Event,"
suffering from terminal hell.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, Leo.
He's next door in a positive air-pressure isolation room.
But he likes to be able to see Sam.
Otherwise, he has to put on all the PPE
or talk to me through glass like Hannibal Lecter.
This is Leo's third recurrence.
Sam's always been the donor.
Uh-huh. And when were those?
Uh, first one was in 2018,
the second one three years later.
I was assisting Dr. Miller on that.
You were at a medical conference.
So what day are we with Sam's Filpogen?
- Two. - So, three more to go.
Mm-hm. That's still the protocol.
And Leo's just got one more chemo infusion
to prep for the treatment.
Thus, the isolation.
His pain's getting worse.
It's going up my shoulder.
Which means complications with the spleen, right?
- This happened the last time. - And he's got a headache.
Okay, can we give him something for the pain?
A small dose of Oxy, maybe?
You wanna give a 14-year-old Oxy?
Should we just sort of stop the video for a minute
so we can just talk to Sam for a moment?
No, you shut that off, and that's not going to go well.
Hey, I know this is hard,
but you can do this, right? You're a brave boy.
We can do this together.
Right?
We can do this together?
We'll take Sam down to radiology
for an abdominal CAT scan to check out his belly
and to look at his spleen.
Thank you. We appreciate that.
You remember he's claustrophobic in the CT scanner?
From the last time, you made him do this?
We're gonna take good care of him, Leo.
Just hang in there, Babe. Almost there.
(machine whirring)
(pensive music)
(loud whirring)
I know what you must think of us putting Sam through this.
I ...
My son was diagnosed with a heart condition
when he was five.
So, I know that dread you're feeling.
And I understand doing everything you can to save him.
Uh, Leo was 3 when we found out.
It broke us but kept us together at the same time.
And Nancy was already pregnant with Sam
but didn't stop people
from whispering "saviour sibling."
Not a fan of that label.
And the other parents at school
they stare at us like we're freaks. But...
I mean, what, are we supposed to let Leo die?
When there's a chance that this could work.
Might get us a few more years with him.
There's nothing I wouldn't do.
So, you're not going to get any judgment from me.
Your brother asked to speak to you in person.
So, I know it's a lot of gear to put on,
so if you don't want to--
I can just talk to him from the anteroom.
Okay.
(gentle music)
(beep)
So, how'd the CT go?
Fine. No big deal.
Well, you look like hell, little bro.
Look who's talking.
You were never this bad before on day two.
They say it usually gets worse when you're older.
And if you've had to do it before.
They never had to keep you in the hospital during the prep.
I don't see how you're gonna get through three more rounds of this.
It's just only three more days.
But you said each day is like 10 times worse
than the day before, remember?
From the last time?
I was 11.
I was exaggerating.
Was he, Dr. Maitra?
No.
Okay, well, I'm not gonna let you die.
So just stop, okay? Stop!
So, what am I gonna owe you this time?
All your baseball cards.
- Yeah. - And get Mom to let me keep an X-Box in my room.
Deal.
(snickers)
(upbeat gentle music)
(explosion noise)
(chuckles)
(chuckling)
What's wrong? You, okay?
I'm fine.
(exhales)
I'm pregnant.
(gasps)
I thought this was impossible.
I did too.
But it's kind of like a miracle.
No?
(knocking)
(sighs)
Nora had an ultrasound this morning.
We're having a boy.
(gasps)
I'm sure that's a lot.
She thinks it'll be easier if I rip the Band-Aid off
and tell Amy.
Easier? No.
But putting it off doesn't help anyone.
How do you think she'll take it?
Absolutely no idea.
Well, that's very helpful.
Part of you is still in love with her.
Probably always will be.
And now, for the first time since Danny,
she's looking at you like she loves you, too.
And, boy, did you miss that.
Please tell me if I'm wrong.
What? Are we in a session?
You sat down on that couch.
You'll do it soon?
Because you're leaving the rest of us who know,
especially Katie in a pretty awkward spot.
(knocking)
Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting?
It's fine. I'm just leaving.
Um.
I got a psych consult I need for a possible runaway bride.
You got a few minutes?
Sam's CT results came back.
His spleen's enlarged.
More than normal for a Filpogen course.
Dr. Miller is gonna suggest
they take a beat before Sam's next dose.
Why? Is it close to rupturing?
No, but the kid's scared and in pain.
If he's scared, delaying it's just gonna prolong that.
And Leo's already done two weeks
of chemo and radiation to get ready for this.
To what end?
Keeping him alive.
For how long? And at what cost?
Hey. A lot of people have commitment issues now.
Yeah, seven years and three proposals
to get her to that altar.
I thought I was being romantic, you know? Hanging in there?
Now I think I'm just the world's biggest sap.
I mean, fainting during your vows?
If you believe even a little in the universe
sending you a sign...
It happens more often than you think.
The fainting, I mean.
Hey, um, is it terrible
that I almost hope something's wrong with her today?
'Cause at least that would prove
she's not scared to marry me, right?
I mean, look, man, I'm, I'm divorced,
so probably not the best person
to be giving relationship advice.
But, if you really love her,
what's a little more time to make sure she's ready?
(indistinct speaker announcement)
So? What's the deal?
That's privileged, but you can go in and see her and ask her yourself.
- Was she looking for a way out? - No, you cynic.
(sighs)
Okay, well, you're gonna have to convince me.
Most anxiety manifests
in anticipation of something feeling traumatic.
In my experience, when someone collapses at an event like this,
it's usually because they've been in denial
about their fears leading up to it.
But Kayla, she's been white-knuckling it for months,
blowing up in her mind how scary it would be.
So, when the day finally came,
she should have actually calmed down.
Yeah, that seems pretty counterintuitive.
Oh, she's anxious about getting married.
But popping a Xanax,
that was her scratching and clawing her way to the altar.
She loves him and wants to get over the finish line.
So, there's a physical cause here.
If she was really relieved,
her blood pressure would be going down.
So, how'd Sam's scan go?
I'm not permitted to discuss the results of his test.
But I can tell you that the stem cell transplant
is scheduled to move forward. So that's a good thing.
In whose eyes?
I get that you're concerned about your brother--
Do you know this is the third time?
The first one bought me 25 months of remission,
the second 14.
Everyone knows the results are worse each time.
- There have been cases-- - Oh, give me a break!
Doctors won't even allow an adult to donate
more than three times because it's too brutal on the body.
So, what's it doing to a 14-year-old?
He's already halfway through and you have all committed--
They committed! I didn't have a damn say!
(door opens)
So, you're here now to double team me?
My Mom send you in here to do her bidding?
- Absolutely not. - Why is she pushing me so hard?
I honestly don't know!
Do you think we're doing the right thing?
As long as Sam's spleen--
There's something wrong with his spleen?
If it ruptures, he could die, right?
We are monitoring it very closely, Leo,
and if there's any threat, we'll stop the Filpogen.
Do you have any idea what this has done to him?
Eight years old, being dragged to hospitals for tests
and blood draws and IV bags.
I'm 12, and I can see him shaking with fear.
And there's my Mom, whispering in his ear what a hero he is.
And now we're back, this time he's 11,
freaking out in the CT scan
and now he has a hard time getting into an elevator,
or being on the bottom of a bunk bed
'cause that machine made him claustrophobic.
And there's my Mom again, "You're so brave, Sam.
You're so brave."
But he's not.
He's terrified and he doesn't want to do this!
He just doesn't want to say it, and they refuse to see it!
And now they're willing to risk his life?
You're 18, Leo.
If you don't want to do this, you do not have to.
So, you're saying call a flag on the play here?
No, I don't think that's what she's saying.
If you're worried about Sam,
we can look for a different donor.
It would be incredibly difficult
to find a match as good as Sam is.
Doesn't mean it's not possible.
Then we could send him home.
For good.
Leo, think about what you're saying.
You're basically talking about giving up entirely.
Giving up what? What kind of a life do you think I even have?
While they destroy his.
Okay, look, I know that you must feel so much guilt
for the pain that he's going through, but--
Amy, can I have a word outside?
(beep) (tense music)
Are you even thinking about
what that would do to this family?
Yeah. Liberate them.
That is not for you to decide.
I'm not. That's the point.
(muffled voices)
He is an adult with rights
and I don't work for you anymore.
So, back off, please.
Hey, honeymooners, how're you doing?
Just replaced the IV for Kayla.
Recording her vitals now.
Okay, so we're giving you Labetalol, it's a beta-blocker,
to help bring your blood pressure down.
I wanna get that under control
before we start a whole barrage of tests.
Wait, you still don't know what this is?
It could be a lot of things.
And at this point, speculating,
it's kinda like Googling symptoms,
it's just gonna make you worry.
So, what tests are you planning to do?
Once her blood pressure is under control,
12-lead ECG, troponin, thyroid labs, cardiac echo,
brain MRI, maybe a stress test--
Okay, good. Do them all. Now.
- Tyler, please! Calm down. - No, I'm not gonna calm down.
You know why? Because my job, as your husband,
is to take care of you.
And that's what this is. (heart monitor beeping)
Now, if you don't want that,
then maybe we have bigger problems.
Okay, quiet.
How long ago did you start the Labetalol?
Five minutes ago, if that.
Okay. Stop the drip.
- What's happening? - She has a reflexive spike
in hypertension.
Basically, I gave you a drug to bring your blood pressure down,
and instantly it's going in the wrong direction.
What does that mean?
Likely there's a lesion on your adrenal gland,
but I need to run more tests to confirm.
A lesion? I-i-is it serious?
We'll know more soon.
Send blood and urine metanephrines
and get her set up with radiology ASAP.
(gentle music)
You just hang in there, sweetheart.
We're going to get through this, okay? We're almost there.
How's it going, bud? How's your shoulder?
Can I get any more pain meds?
There you go! He wants more Oxy, congratulations!
Would you please stop that! It's a very low dose
and the hospital's extremely careful.
You're not helping Sam with any of this!
Please, everyone, stop fighting.
It's gonna be okay.
Couple more days and it'll all be over.
No! No, I'm saying it's gonna be over right now!
What are you talking about?
I'm not doing this.
And neither is he.
Sweetheart, I know that you're scared,
and you don't want your brother to have to go through this,
- but-- - Just stop it!
Please, I don't want to hear these same speeches anymore!
They're not speeches! It's the truth!
Your truth! Not mine!
I'm 18 now, and you can't force me!
So, stop Sam's treatments and take him home!
Is that what you want? Honey, do you want to stop?
No.
I just wanna help.
Well, what do you expect him to say
when you've made his whole life about saving me?
You don't feel that way, do you?
Just lay off him!
This is my decision,
and my doctor supports it!
So, just stop!
(sombre music)
You convinced him to give up on his life?
Is that what he's saying?
Is it?
I think we're gonna have to take this to our administrators.
Well, I think it's pretty clear that Dr. Maitra
needs to be removed from Leo's case!
We understand your anger.
Do you? Do you have children with a fatal disease?
As a matter of fact, I did.
I lost a son.
You must think that I'm--
I don't-- I'm sorry. I don't, I don't even know what to say.
You couldn't have known.
But I think it's a good idea if you lower the temperature
and stop assuming we're conspiring
to prevent you from saving your child.
We understand.
It's a difficult situation for everybody.
And we want to help you navigate through it.
He just thinks he's trying to protect Sam from pain.
But what about the pain that he's gonna have to feel
when he has to bury his brother?
Or the guilt that he's gonna have to carry
when he grows up and he realizes
that his brother sacrificed himself to spare him?
(sobs)
Listen, there's no way to answer those questions,
but we think that you need to talk to them both.
Just find out what they're feeling.
Maybe you can get this back on the course that you want,
without making them feel like they don't have a say.
She's right.
We just, we gotta slow down and talk to them.
And we have counselors here
to facilitate that if that's what you want.
Yeah, that'd be good.
But we can't stop Sam's Filpogen treatments
without derailing the entire process!
And Leo just had his last chemo treatment this morning!
So, what are you saying?
Leo can say that he doesn't want the transplant,
but he can't control what we do with Sam.
We proceed with the third treatment.
And by day five, Leo will realize
that we're not stopping, and that Sam is okay,
and there'll be no point in fighting us.
(machine whirring)
(exhales loudly)
- All done. - Hi.
Got the results?
So, the scan does confirm that you have a lesion
on your adrenal gland. An endocrine tumour.
- Tumour? - Like, cancer?
I feel pretty confident that the tumour itself is benign.
Feels like there's a "but" at the end of that.
You have what's called Pheochromocytoma.
Basically, what's happening is,
that tumour is over-activating your stress response.
You'll need surgery to remove it,
but given its location, there are risks.
Like what?
If your blood pressure spikes on the table,
stroke, heart attack, aneurysm rupture.
Okay, wow.
Now, the risks if you wait are more or less similar,
so I would advise doing the surgery.
(sighs)
Hey.
It's gonna be okay.
We're gonna get through this.
I love you, you know.
(knocking)
Came to tell you, you were right.
Gotta be more specific, I'm often right.
Our runaway bride. She has a tumour.
You could've texted that.
Me and Amy were together.
What do you mean?
We were seeing each other.
When?
For five months. Before the accident.
Oh, come on.
Look, I know she usually tells you everything--
There's nothing of yours in her condo.
There's my toothbrush,
which I'm sure didn't leave much of an impression on her.
And my Re-vita-lize powder in the kitchen.
The one that she hates.
I wanna tell her.
Do you have any idea
how much she's being scrutinized right now?
If it came out
that she was sleeping with her direct subordinate--
Well, she's my subordinate now.
So, you want me to back your play?
That's why you're telling me this?
I was good for her, Gina.
I made her happy.
Yeah, well, clearly, I wouldn't know
one way or the other.
But I can tell you this,
six weeks ago, she woke up still in love with her husband.
So, if I were you, I'd let that play out.
Maybe she needs to know there's something good on the horizon.
Even if she's not ready.
(gentle music)
(indistinct chatter)
I'm guessing you've been up all night.
(exhales)
I'm just trying to keep my eyes on what I can control.
The treatment plans and...
making sure that the boys get taken care of at school.
Man, you don't expect this to become your life
and then suddenly it is and--
You can't even remember what it was like before?
Look, this might be an over reach, but...
how would you feel about me trying to talk to Leo?
What I did was the right thing for my patient.
And it's my understanding
you worked with them a few years ago?
That's right.
So, you had a bias coming into it.
You mean an opinion.
That Sam's been used for his body parts his whole life?
No one's saying this is an easy situation.
But did you think about a psych consult or a social worker
before pushing this kid into the nuclear option?
There wasn't time for a consult
and that mother wasn't going to budge.
- "That mother." - Yes!
The next time you have
such a visceral negative reaction
to a patient or their family member,
I would suggest you ask Dr. Miller
to change your assignment.
Right. And who said I "pushed" Leo?
Because there was only one other person in the room
when that conversation took place.
The parents certainly believe you did
and based on your attitude, I'm not convinced otherwise.
So, now I'm under investigation.
The incident will undergo a complete assessment.
Well, I hope I get the same latitude
that some other doctors in my department seem to enjoy.
This situation has nothing to do with Dr. Larsen's,
and I'd be careful with an insinuation like that.
Understood.
Am I done here?
(tense music)
Hey, how are you feeling?
First 12 hours after chemo are always the worst.
I'm so sorry.
I can't imagine how much pain you're in.
My whole life's been pain.
I'm used to it.
But him...
they're gonna keep pumping that poison into him.
No matter what I say or do.
The only thing they are thinking about is saving you.
Can you tell them I'm never gonna forgive them?
I don't think they care about that right now.
He's supposed to be starting high school.
But they had to hold him back a year
'cause he fell so far behind.
The pity party's turning him into a freak.
I understand that you're angry.
But I think you know that everything they are doing
is coming from a place of love
and their fear of losing you.
I understand what it's like, because I lost a child.
(monitor beeping)
Leo?
(alarms sounding)
Code Blue!
(breathing heavily)
What's happening in there?
No! No! No, no, no, no.
Stop that! What are you doing?
Call Dr. Maitra, patient's coding!
He signed a DNR! You cannot resuscitate!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Amy, please save him! No, keep going!
- Please-- - He signed a DNR, Amy! You can't override that!
Help him now! Please, please, please, please!
Please, help him! Save him!
Help him! Please!
Help him now, please!
(dramatic music)
(door opens)
(groans)
Three mornings in a row.
(Michael sighs)
I don't know if I can do it again.
I know this must be terrifying.
- It's not just that. - Then what?
I'm afraid.
That...
the kid will never have my heart.
(sighs softly)
Oh, I know it must feel that way.
But you're not her.
And your heart is not shut.
This is good, Michael.
This is good.
(exhales)
(indistinct chatter)
Apparently, he managed to convince Dr. Lawrence
to sign off on the DNR last night while I was home.
And you wouldn't have signed it?
Of course not!
What do you think of me?
He's okay.
He's still sleeping,
but he's stable.
(sighs)
We, we, we don't know how to thank you.
He may be stable, but nothing's resolved.
I think the DNR was him just acting out of desperation.
Just fed up because none of us were listening to him.
Except for her.
(gentle music)
Excuse me. Dr. Hamda wants to see you in his office.
I wasn't gonna to let him die!
With his parents screaming at me to save his life.
What, leaving them unable to say goodbye?
To ever have any peace?
They would have blamed themselves
for the rest of their lives.
(sighs)
I assume you remember that violating a DNR
is normally cause for suspension, even termination.
I hoped the extenuating circumstances would be a factor.
Well, Michael was smart enough to have the parents reach out
to board members to say how grateful they are.
And that should help.
So, what happens now?
Well, Richard's out for blood.
We cannot afford to dismiss legitimate issues
and call them crazy, Gina.
He had reasonable concerns
when we decided to bring you back.
Day one, even though it had a happy ending,
was pretty bumpy. Now this.
He wants to put you on medication
to help you deal with your impulsivity.
Those medications inhibit memory recovery!
I told him that there's not enough evidence
to support that course of action.
(scoffs) Which led him to bring up
the Board meeting you crashed.
That was five weeks ago!
We're not putting you on meds.
- No. Hell, no! - But you have got to understand
that you were already under a microscope
to begin with and now you're on thin ice.
Anything even close to a violation of protocol,
you're done here.
That's the best you're gonna get.
Meaning there's a worst?
Well, if Leo decides to file a formal complaint,
it'll be a very different story with the board.
(beep)
I can't even remember how many nights I've sat by these beds,
imagining all the things
that Leo should've been out there doing.
Living the life of a normal, happy boy.
And I don't want to do that again...
(sniffling)
with you...
my sweet angel.
I know that you think that I haven't stood up
to your mother all these years,
but you have to know that all she ever wanted was to help you.
And if I ever thought that she was in the wrong,
I would have put a stop to it.
It was right...
till it wasn't.
(Eric sighs)
And I'm sorry that we didn't see that.
But we hear you now.
Loud and clear.
Thank you.
And I'm sorry for what I just put you through.
I shouldn't have asked for that DNR.
We just ask for one thing.
And that is you do not give up.
We're gonna leave Sam out of it from now on,
but there could be other donors
and they may not be as good a match, but...
it could work.
Please.
Okay.
Yeah?
(sniffling) Yeah.
(sniffling)
We can try.
Okay.
I gotta go tell your mother. (chuckles)
(sentimental music)
I really appreciate what you've done for me.
For us.
I know what it's like not to be heard
by the people who are supposed to love you.
Well, they heard me now.
Maybe it's not too late for you.
(music fades)
(indistinct speaker announcement)
Did you keep that all this time?
You belong on top of the wedding cake.
Hey, I'm the only one who dressed right for this!
(scoffs) We barely had any time!
(excited laughter)
Just in case anything happens,
I didn't want to wait.
I asked the surgeon to push an hour.
Couldn't say no to a bride on her wedding day.
Hey, you really want to do this?
I do.
(laughs)
(gentle music)
(chuckling)
(pensive music)
Surgery was a success. (waiting room cheering)
You'll be able to see her in a few minutes.
Congratulations, sir. That was, uh,
that was quite the wedding day.
We're gonna have a proper ceremony
one more time next month.
And you better be there!
You let me know.
Whoa! What a day!
What a day!
(champagne pops) (cheering)
- Alright. - Woo!
(excited chatter)
I really would love to have you over for dinner.
Just Mama and Katydid.
Like the old days.
'Um, yeah.'
'How about Thursday, after my practice?'
That'd be so great.
'See you then, I guess.'
'Love you.'
I love you too, sweetheart.
(gentle music)
Hi.
Leo's not filing any complaint.
And, as a matter of fact, he wanted me to thank you.
I hope you didn't pressure him.
His father talked to him, and he knows right from wrong.
Sonya.
I heard that I said you shouldn't be a doctor.
I was a fool.
I spoke to Dr. Hamda.
You're not going to be under investigation.
(exhales)
Thank you.
Of course.
As for her,
anyone else would be out on the street.
Well, it was a pretty loaded day.
We all have a responsibility.
If she crosses a line again...
Understood.
(tense music)
Hey!
Hey, I heard you had a crazy day.
(chuckles) - I heard you officiated
a wedding or something.
Something like that.
Bridesmaids left cake.
Mm.
I really needed that, thank you.
So...
Mm.
- Um... - I think this is the same flavour
that Michael and I had at our wedding.
Really?
My god, I was so nervous that day.
(sniffs)
- Cold feet? - No.
I was just excited to start my life with him.
Sorry.
It's just...
the memories are so much easier than the way things are now.
Plus, it's pretty sucky
having a unrequited thing for your boss.
I'm sure.
(gentle music)
(paper rustling)
I'm here.
With an open heart.
(sighs)
(music fades)
(knocking)
Oh.
Hi.
(sighs)
Everything, alright?
There's something I need to tell you.
- Okay. - Nora and I are having a baby.
I know I should have gotten up the nerve before this.
- I... - I, uh...
How far along?
Uh, almost six months.
Oh, so, I already knew this once?
Like, before the accident?
And how did I take it then?
You said, "Good luck."
(exhales)
(gentle music resumes)
I just assumed...
Did we ever try?
No.
That was a long time ago.
(sighs)
Well...
good luck, then.
(door closing)
(exhales)
(gentle music)