TV-Serie: Grey's Anatomy - 21x15
Hospitals have a long list of unspoken rules.
Hey.
Hey.
Who are you?
Oliver.
Blue's med-school roommate Harrison is my girlfriend's cousin's boyfriend.
I see.
Never say, "It's quiet," unless you want to be blamed when all the pagers go off.
If your attending is standing, you better be, too.
And if you finish the coffee in the lounge, it's on you to refill it.
Ooh.
That wind's really picking up.
Uh, will you take down the patio umbrella?
Already done.
Hey.
Um, I was thinking.
What if we ordered from Manzani's tonight?
Date night?
Yeah, pop open a bottle of Malbec.
Oh!
We can watch that movie that Altman recommended.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Or...
...
you could, uh...
...
quiz me on the boards.
That sounds like a job for a co-resident.
Yeah, but I don't know them very well.
Well, get to know them.
I already passed my boards.
Ye...
Which is why I could use your advice.
Here's some...
don't invite your wife on a date that involves flashcards.
No one tells you these rules, but you break them at your peril.
Do you like dogs?
Yeah.
You thinking of getting a dog?
No.
There are a couple of Pugs who moved next door.
And I'm not a dog person, but I'm taking a liking to them.
And their owner is lovely.
Recently divorced.
Okay.
Now I see where this is going.
A-And she's a florist.
And Catherine loves her orchids.
You may also.
I'm sure she's great, but I-I'm really focused on work right now, okay?
Well, suit yourself.
Hey.
Uh...
It's a thank-you for...
I haven't talked to Catherine about your remediation.
I mean, I tried, and then I just got a sense that meddling would do more harm than good.
Yeah.
No.
I understand.
Thanks again for trying.
I...
did have an idea.
Adams!
You are in the clinic today.
What?
Helm said I was in the ICU.
Plans change.
Let's go.
Okay.
Who the hell is Oliver?!
My old roommate Harrison's girlfriend's cousin's boyfriend.
That clears things up.
You might want to hurry.
Otherwise, we're gonna miss it.
What is he doing in our house?!
Well, he is interviewing at Seattle Pres.
I told him he can crash with us.
Did you think about telling me?
I forgot.
I'm sorry.
He'll be out in a few days.
A few days?
Does this mean I should tell you if I rent the room out?
You're looking for a roommate without me?!
Short term.
On Retreat Rentals.
It'll pay for our utilities.
I was thinking of asking Lucas to move back in!
It's my house, too!
You might want to retreat yourself.
Hey, I tried to do an I&D on the Bartholin abscess, but one of your OB-GYN trainees beat me to it.
Are you sure you need me here?
Okay.
I didn't ask for you.
That's Dr.
Webber's doing.
Dr.
Webber moved me to the clinic?
Sorry I'm late.
Had to yell at the president.
Of the hospital?
I think of the United States.
Where can I be of service?
Uh, bed three.
Teenager with recurrent abdominal pain.
Mm-hmm.
You're working here today?
Well, with my busy schedule, I can't always get to church, so...
sometimes I do my tithing right here.
For which we are very grateful.
I could be your intern for the day...
put in orders, update your charts.
Hm.
Well, let's see if you can...
keep up.
Who invites people into your house without giving you a heads-up?
Well, you invited him to live with you without asking Mika.
You used to sleep with him.
When did this become about me?
You throw mistakes in my face, I throw them in yours.
Things must be going pretty well then...
if you're thinking about asking Adams to move back in.
Just because my relationship exploded like a volcano doesn't mean I can't be happy for you.
Mommy!
Whoa!
It's a bird.
It's a plane.
Look!
It's the hot window washer looking like an absolute snack.
Hi!
Hi!
Hi.
Hi.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Hey, co-resident.
I mean Helm.
Uh, how's it goin'?
Four patients have already puked by, near, and on me.
Uh, hey.
You talk to Schmitt lately?
How's he doing?
Loves Tex-Mex.
The coffee sucks.
The coffee sucks.
The...
Hey, you, uh...
you catch the Seattle Storm last night?
I haven't been outside in the last 20 hours.
I slept in the on-call room.
No, I meant the women's basketball team.
They're 14 and 3...
I don't have time for sports.
Yousef Farid.
You're so bad.
Age 9.
Two days post-op from a Meckel's diverticulum resection and small-bowel anastomosis.
Move your hand!
I can't see!
Mom said I could have a turn!
You're blocking the screen!
Let go!
You just made me lose the dagger!
Okay.
Turn it off.
Listen to the doctor.
My husband picked a great time to travel for work.
Sorry.
Aw.
That's okay.
Can we listen to your belly, son?
Nurse Patterson to Neuro.
Nurse Rachael Patterson to Neuro.
No bowel sounds.
Can I go home?
We need to make sure that your intestines are woken up first.
Passing gas is a good sign that you're not experiencing complications.
Well, he's an expert at farting.
Shut up!
You shut up, fart face!
You're the one who's always in the bathroom!
Because I have to get in there before you stink it up!
Okay.
Seriously, you two.
Safi, go out.
Wait for me in the waiting area and do not move until I get there.
Thank you.
So you think this is gonna be a few more days?
It's hard to say.
I want to go home and see my dog.
Did you hear about the superhero climbing the hospital walls?
Like Spider-Man?
Yeah, this one wears a cape, and he's only here twice a year, so...
Wow!
...
you're lucky.
Ohh!
Watch for him at your window.
Okay.
Yeah.
And we'll come back and check on you, okay?
Okay.
Thank you.
Sure.
Should I text him back?
I don't want to seem desperate.
You are desperate.
Navy Sutherland, 14.
Has been experiencing lower abdominal pain, nausea, and occasional vomiting.
Her labs show iron-deficiency anemia.
HCG is negative.
I suspect...
a complicated UTI with pyelonephritis.
How about we back it up a little bit?
Hi.
I'm Dr.
Fox.
I'm so sorry to know you're not feeling well.
Not as sorry as I am.
I threw up in her bed this morning.
She's staying at my house while her parents are on a cruise.
My mom yelled at me to go to the doctor's from a bar in Corfu.
And my mom said to call if anything serious.
It's...
not right.
Well, let me check you out and see.
Now, I'm going to examine you, and if you feel any pain, let me know, okay?
Okay.
Alright.
Oh, my God!
It's him again!
Him who?
Caleb Scott wants me to tutor him in algebra.
I think he likes me.
Or he just sucks at algebra.
May I touch you?
Alright.
Ooh.
Suprapubic tenderness.
Yeah, I'll go order an MRI.
How about we do a simple exam first?
Go find me an ultrasound machine.
Thank you.
Yes, ma'am.
Now tell me about this Caleb.
Oh!
Uh, Dr.
Ndugu!
Yeah.
I wanted to take advantage of your focus on work.
I have two cardio consults on the fourth floor.
Well, say no more.
I'll send you their MRNs.
Yeah, next time, Altman and Hunt should stagger their time off.
Yeah, well, they are married.
I'm sure they deserve a break.
Well, I'm exhausted from their vacation.
I just need a normal workday.
Uh, could you please sign off on Mrs.
McCotter's discharge?
Whoa!
I thought she needed at-home oxygen set up before she leaves.
No, no, no, no!
Ohh!
That doesn't look good.
Oh, my God!
Ohh!
Whoa!
Ohh!
He's losing control of that rig!
Oh, my God!
Synced and corrected by ChrisKe - -- for www.addic7ed.com -- I'm Dr.
Ndugu.
Can you tell me your name?
Beau.
Beau Caraway.
We'll need help extricating him!
Tell the fire department they'll need something to cut all of this off!
Can you tell me where you feel pain, Beau?
My neck.
Okay.
Millin, help me pull this table over!
You jump up there and stabilize his neck.
Be careful.
Dr.
Webber!
There's something wrong with my mom!
You.
Help me out?
Go.
We got this.
Okay.
Normal day, my ass!
A chair flew into her.
Where does it hurt?
My stomach.
It's like the wind knocked out of me.
Okay.
Griffith, grab a gurney.
We're gonna have to get her downstairs.
Can I help?
No, no, we got this, son.
Okay.
Let's...
Let's get her up.
You keep an eye on your brother, okay?
And just tell him...
I'll be back soon, okay?
And, please...
try not to argue.
Okay.
Let's go.
Okay?
Try not to argue.
Let's go.
You're doing just fine, Beau.
Alright.
Let's hold him steady.
Good.
Try not to move.
Do you think a smiley face means something?
Well, it could be flirty or self-deprecating.
I...
don't know what that means.
Back in my day, we were more direct.
Boys asked you out on a date.
You said yes or no.
There were no smiley faces, fruits, or vegetables.
If you wanted to talk to somebody, you just climbed up a tree and knocked on the window.
You want me to go to his house?
And what?
Barf on his bed?
Alright, Navy.
Can you lie back and lift your shirt to expose your stomach?
Wait.
You're not doing my ultrasound, are you?
Yeah.
It won't hurt.
Just a little cold.
Dr.
Adams, could you check on the labs from the patient in bed 1 for me, please?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I can do that after this.
Uh, Dr.
Adams.
Excuse us one moment, Navy.
A moment, please.
Uh, Dr.
Fox, I can multitask.
Navy is a 14-year-old girl.
To her, you're just another cute boy.
I don't understand.
She's clearly uncomfortable with you doing her ultrasound.
So if you want to be useful, go away.
Far.
Far away.
We heard they were bringing all the injured from the peds floor to the E.R.
You need some extra hands?
Well, I'm not sure if I need six of 'em, but come on in.
We have a blunt trauma to the abdomen.
We're doing a FAST exam now.
Can somebody start an I.V.
here?
I'm on it.
There is a small amount of pelvic fluid right there.
Is that bad?
Well, the impact of the chair might have caused an internal injury.
We need to do a CT scan to know more.
One of you help Griffith get her down to CT.
Yeah, I'll do it.
No problem.
Well, you decide, but make it fast.
Hey.
Look.
There is only one way to solve this.
Yeah.
Chief resident pulls rank.
Rock-paper-scissors.
What?
No.
No.
Mm-hmm.
Don't smile at me.
Can someone check on Safi and Yusuf, please?
Yeah.
Helm and Warren.
Got it.
Okay.
Yusuf's post-op from a bowel resection.
And he has ileus, so...
So he needs to walk.
Yeah.
We got it.
Yeah.
Got it.
I really hope my boys don't destroy our hospital.
Well, that's already been covered.
Okay.
Fallopian tubes and ovaries look normal, but the uterus is filled with blood.
When was her last menstrual cycle?
She hasn't had one yet.
Do you think it's an imperforate hymen?
We could do a pelvic exam.
Hang on.
This is Dr.
Fox.
What?
I'll be right there.
Window washer crashed into the hospital.
Wha...
Any injuries?
One on the way to surgery.
But, you know, I need to go deal with this.
Can you...
I'll look for the obstruction.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
Where do you think you're going?
Uh, I'm your intern.
Child, I don't need any help dialing insurance.
Stay with Dr.
Bailey.
I may not have a president on speed dial, but I am your boss.
I just want to impress her, but now she won't let me near the patient, and now she's not even here.
Do you really think you can get her to change her mind about your remediation?
I couldn't.
Where do you need me?
Can you take over stabilizing his neck?
...
strapped in.
Someone bring me a vitals monitor!
The area below is cordoned off.
Securing rig!
Thank you.
Alright.
I'm going to put these on you to monitor your vitals.
Whatever you need.
Please do it.
Alright, they're heading up to the roof right now to cut power to the platform before we can cut him down.
Be careful up there, Millin.
I'm two feet above the ground.
Two more than I want to be.
We managed to get ahold of your emergency contact.
She's going to be here soon.
Hopefully not too soon.
She'll freak out if she sees me like this.
Oh, I knew the wind off the Sound was gusty this morning.
But it's pediatrics day, you know?
I didn't want to let the kids down.
We're trying to get you out.
Okay?
Just hang in there.
No pun intended.
Well, if my chest didn't feel like it was being crushed, I'd say, "No rush."
We're ready to move him as soon as the power's cut!
Oh, man.
I'm pretty sure I missed a spot, too.
I don't think anyone's gonna notice.
Yeah, well... "
streak-free shine."
That was my dad's mantra.
Yeah.
He retired last year.
He trained you to take over the family business?
He tried to keep me out.
Said he wished his kids could work inside buildings instead of on them.
So I went into accounting.
I did his books for five years before I convinced him to let me go out with him.
I loved it from the moment I stepped foot on the platform.
His stats are dropping!
How we doing, Beau?
How we doing?
He's out.
We need to intubate him.
Give me that chair.
Wait.
He's upright!
We don't have time to get him down.
Somebody get me an LMA right now!
She's all set.
You can start the...
You already did.
Of course.
Why ask my opinion?
My friend texted me at 1:00 a.m.
when Oliver's rental fell through.
Sorry I forgot to text.
Like you forget to put the laundry in the dryer.
I don't forget.
You hover by the washer like a vulture.
Because you're not the only person who has dirty laundry.
Clearly!
Scans are up.
Okay.
What do we see?
Uh, free fluid in the pelvis.
No obvious solid organ or intestinal damage.
Good.
Griffith?
Next steps?
I think we should do a diagnostic laparoscopy, get a better look.
Agreed.
Let's book an O.R.
Alright.
Alright, Millin.
I need vascular access.
I'm trying!
Alright.
Once we get him down, we need to move fast!
Oh, my God!
Beau!
Ma'am, I need you to stay back!
I'm Leah Caraway.
They called me.
Okay, I understand, but we're about to get your son down and we need room to put him on a gurney, okay?
He's not my son!
He's my husband!
Oh.
Sorry.
Power's off!
Clear to cut him out.
Alright!
This is it!
Everybody prepare to move!
Beau!
Oh, my God!
Damn it.
Something must have lacerated the carotid.
No!
You have to do something!
Ma'am, I need you to step back.
Please.
It seems a piece of glass got stuck.
I'm holding pressure.
Alright.
Alert the O.R.
we're on the way!
Is he gonna be okay?!
We're gonna do everything we can, okay?
Someone get Mrs.
Caraway to another waiting area.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Hey, Dr.
Bailey, since you don't need me and Dr.
Fox left, should I see if anyone needs help in the Pit?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I need all the help I can get.
Come on.
Alright.
Navy.
How you doing?
Is it cancer?
N-No.
Oh, my gosh.
Is it menopause?
Definitely not.
No.
So, you have what's called a transverse vaginal septum.
That sounds bad.
Are you sure it's not cancer?
Well, it's an abnormal formation of the reproductive tract.
Uh, not cancer.
So...
you have been getting your periods.
But the septum, which is like a wall in the vagina, has trapped the blood in your uterus.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm gonna throw up.
No, no.
Can you fix it?
Yes!
But I want to consult with the OB-GYN and talk to your parents before we solidify a plan.
Oh, my gosh.
Do you think I can still tutor Caleb on Friday?
Or should I cancel on him maybe?
Uh, look.
One step at a time, okay?
So just page OB-GYN and get an MRI.
Alright.
What a day, right?
Window washer through the window.
Who'd have thought?
It's pretty scary if you think about it.
I mean, you know, you're just sitting there minding your own business.
All of a sudden, bam!
You're just...
I'm trying to read Yusuf's chart.
Think he's gonna try and get out of walking?
Every kid does.
It's just a matter of how.
Debater.
Biter.
Screamer.
Oh, um, Matt Lanier needs an NG tube.
One of us should talk to his parents while the other takes Yusuf.
Um...
No, she didn't!
Yes, she did!
I told you the battery is low, and Dad might call!
Damn it!
She made you leave because you called me "fart face"!
She wouldn't have been there if you were nice!
I wouldn't have to call you a fart face if you just weren't a fart face!
God!
You have siblings?
Nope.
Yusuf, just lay there...
Yeah.
...
and fart like the doctor told you!
You're not the boss of me!
I swear I get hit with a new lawsuit every time I walk into that damn hospital.
How is Navy doing?
Ah.
Well, I'd hoped there was a new treatment for transverse septum since I first encountered it as a resident, but all we have is the same medieval nonsense.
So what is the protocol?
Well, interventional radiology places a drain through the abdominal wall into the uterus.
It'll sit there for a few weeks collecting blood.
In the meantime, we'll give her contraceptives to stop the period, and then we'll fix the septum.
So hang a bag of blood outside her body for weeks.
That child is not equipped.
I wish there was another way.
I'll find it.
D...
Okay.
The OB attending couldn't find an alternative.
What makes you think you can?
There has to be something out there.
Then find it.
Uh, Dr.
Fox, I don't...
You think I've been oblivious to your antics all day?
You want to impress me, Dr.
Adams?
Do something impressive.
Ca...
There is significant tissue loss in his carotid.
Potts scissors.
So we're adding a shunt?
Why?
To secure blood flow to the brain.
That would be correct if his other carotid wasn't intact.
So we're going straight to a repair?
It's more efficient.
It's also more risky.
Not if we work fast.
Vessel loops.
Are you sure?
Alright.
Watch closely.
Do you know how much longer this is gonna take?
Do you have somewhere to be?
Okay.
Look.
She didn't even like him until she thought he liked her.
I don't care.
He just...
He asked me if I wanted to go see a movie later.
And...
And 20 years from now, she won't even remember his name.
Yeah, but she'll remember your name and whether you were looking out for her or just...
yourself.
You can't predict the future.
Hey.
Uh...
What are you doing here?
I might kill Kwan.
Well, I thought you two were getting along.
We did, but ever since Mika left, he has been impossible!
Well, she was your buffer.
What?
No.
She's just loud, always talking, full of energy.
I didn't really pay attention to Kwan...
Oh, she was a buffer.
Well, I'd love to see her try to buffer this.
He invited a stranger into our home to live!
Did...
did he know him?
I'm not here for logic.
Sorry.
I'm just, uh...
I'm trying to find something that doesn't exist.
Do you think it would be weird next year when I'm still an intern?
I thought Webber was working it out with Dr.
Fox.
It's not exactly going as planned, and there's only a month left of the year, so...
Maybe it won't be that different.
At least you won't have to be around Kwan all the time.
Look, I really need to get back to work.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Woman on P.A.: Dr.
Minkler to Oncology.
Dr.
Nancy Minkler to Oncology.
I need help.
From...
?
The Surgeon General.
Yusuf?
He is refusing to walk.
Debater, screamer, or biter?
None of the above.
As soon as he found out his mom needed surgery, he burst into tears.
Aw.
Poor guy.
Now he won't stop.
Help.
He's 9, right?
Yeah.
Why?
Uh...
Yeah.
He probably takes bribes.
Yeah.
I want Mom.
We'll let you see her as soon as we can.
What if she's dead?
Your mom isn't dead.
We don't really know that.
Really?
Still distended.
No bowel sounds.
You know what could really take your mind off of things?
I don't wanna walk.
I bet that Peng-y would really love it.
He says he's good.
Come on.
Look.
Motion is lotion.
Moving around will make you feel better and tell us if your surgery worked.
It doesn't hurt that much.
He's waiting for the superhero.
He only comes twice a year.
Oh, uh, he's not coming today.
He crashed...
His superhero mobile while fighting the bad guys.
What if he can get it fixed and comes back?
I'm not leaving until I see him.
Australia!
Are you going on a trip?
No.
There's case reports in Australia.
They make an incision in the posterior vaginal wall laparoscopically and use suction and irrigation to remove the blood.
No drains.
No bags.
Minimal scarring.
Is this doable?
Yeah.
Look.
I don't see why not.
Uh, Adams, you found it.
You will do the procedure.
By myself?
With my assistance.
Um, and if he does well, would you consider keeping him with his class?
This again?!
Look, I punch above my weight in every discipline...
surgical skills, bedside manner, diagnostics, ABSITE scores.
Look, I know I made a mistake with Sam Sutton, and I'll think about him every day for the rest of my life.
Isn't that punishment enough?
Let's see how you do.
Then we'll talk.
Hm.
Thank you, Dr.
Bailey.
If we're gonna go down, might as well do it fighting.
Dr.
Ndugu, the patient's wife's asking for an update.
Alright.
Tell her it's going well.
I'll talk to her myself when we're done here.
You thought she was his mother.
In my defense, he's probably, what, 30?
And she's...
I don't think you want to make that guess out loud.
There's a sizable difference.
Well, my roommate dated a guy who was 100.
What?
How old is your roommate?
Heparin.
82.
Hm.
It's still a 20-year difference.
Oh, well, they didn't care until, you know, he died.
But the heart wants what the heart wants.
Alright.
I am done with the proximal anastomosis.
Let's test for blood flow.
Doppler.
Anything?
Yeah.
No.
There's no blood flow going to the brain from this side.
There must be a clot.
Page neuro!
No, there's no time.
I have to remove it myself.
Fogarty catheter.
He could stroke out if we don't get the clot in seconds.
Are you sure you don't want me to page neuro?
Dr.
Ndugu!
I'm sure.
'Cause I'm done.
Uh, Doppler, please.
Spleen looks good.
And let's move to the stomach.
Moving the omentum.
Following with the camera.
Griffith...
I am moving in.
Say it louder.
Well, I just wanted to make sure in case you, uh, had other plans for this area.
Stomach looks good.
Looks unremarkable.
Well, I concur.
Let's move to the colon.
Griffith, are you okay to move on?
I'm already providing access to the colon, so, yes.
Well, I just didn't want to misinterpret your actions.
Ah.
Got it.
It's a mesenteric tear.
Kwan, step away from the table.
Liz, take the camera, please.
Look, I've been here since 4:00 a.m., covering other people's shifts.
I'm already tired, and now I'm distracted because of whatever the hell is going on between the two of you.
That's not fair to Ms.
Farid.
Kwan, go find something else to do.
Now!
How is he?
How's my Beau?
He's stable.
Ohh!
Oh!
Oh, thank God.
Yeah.
But we do need to evaluate his neurological status.
We can't do that until he wakes up.
Right.
Right.
You know, I spent years of my life watching my friends meet their partners...
fall in love.
By the time I met Beau, I...
I had given up.
I loved my dog and my loft...
sleeping sideways.
But he pursued me.
And he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Eventually I realized, well, why not?
Beau makes me happy.
And there's not enough in the world that does.
You know?
Yeah.
I do.
Listen.
Again, I'm really sorry about earlier.
Ohh.
No.
I...
I-I've gotten used to the whispering, people assuming that I'm his mother.
Well, we're gonna do everything we can to help him.
Okay?
Thank you.
You got it.
Oh, uh, before I forget, his parents called, and they'll be here soon.
Oh.
Right.
You know, I...
I'm gonna go wait in the cafeteria.
His mom is...
not a fan.
You gonna get me kicked out of here, too?
Wasn't my fault.
I need those O.R.
hours.
I'm behind on all those days that I took off for Molly's surgery.
Do you know what it's like to be a woman and see a stranger in your house?
Oliver could have been a serial killer for all I knew.
He is a good guy.
He went to Penn.
I don't care where he went.
You treat our home like it's your bachelor pad!
You play video games at all hours.
You leave glasses everywhere.
I can't plan what room I'm gonna be in when I get thirsty.
You leave moldy food in the fridge.
Well, at least I'm not kissing my boyfriend all over the house.
No one wants a couple making out across the breakfast table!
Ms.
Farid's awake.
Mom's gonna be mad if you're lying.
They're really here, and they want to talk to you.
Yusuf Farid?
Yes?
Uh, I...
I am Super Surgeon.
And this is my friend, Dr.
Whipple.
We...
We need your help protecting the hospital from the evil robots!
Yeah.
Right.
Yeah.
And they're everywhere.
And, um, they look like this.
Mm-hmm.
And you freeze them by tagging them with the Bandages of Bravery!
But there is only one way to destroy them.
You must toot...
...
and engulf them in your powerful gas.
Do you accept this mission?
I do!
Are these robots really dangerous?
Oh, yes.
They may appear silent, but they are deadly.
Away!
Oh, get this first one.
Superheroes coming through!
To the left!
There's one!
So you still haven't sent Caleb the text?
I know.
It's so stupid.
No.
No, no, no.
I get it.
You don't want to make one wrong move...
...
and have it follow you forever.
But, uh, if you're not comfortable texting him, maybe he's not the one for you.
Every boy makes me nervous.
I mean, it's not like I've done anything with...
Oh, my gosh.
Why am I telling you this?
Don't worry.
I have four sisters.
I am very good at girl talk.
Okay.
You are all prepped for your procedure.
I'll see you in the operating room, okay?
Uh, I thought Dr.
Bailey was doing my surgery.
Yeah, she'll be there, too.
And you'll be the one vacuuming the blood out of my...
v-vagina?
Well, your vaginal wall.
It's a laparoscopic incision.
I'll have a camera and...
Uh...
Oh, wow.
Uh, I'm being paged for an emergency craniectomy.
Is that, like, on a brain?
It's technically the skull.
Ahh.
They really need me, so, uh, I-I gotta go.
But you'll be in good hands with Dr.
Bailey, okay?
Woman on P.A.: Nurse Cade, extension 2219.
Nurse Emma Cade, extension 2219.
How's he doing?
Uh, no expanding hematoma.
The post-op MRI looks great.
No sign of stroke.
Alright.
Good.
Earlier in the O.R., I, um...
I wasn't trying to second-guess you.
I just hadn't seen that before.
Good thing I have.
You like to pretend that you're all old-school and you never take any risks, but you just walked a tightrope without a net.
I would never walk a tightrope...
with or without a net.
I-I don't like heights.
I avoid them like the plague.
Well, it's a metaphorical tightrope.
It's different with surgery.
I've built up the confidence after years of practice.
You'll get there, too.
Okay, but what about the Space Needle or Rainier Square or...
or the observation deck at Columbia Center?
No, no, definitely not.
Okay.
Will you come with me?
I'm gonna say no to a second location.
Oh, we're not gonna leave the building.
I promise!
Alright.
Okay.
And the diagnostic surgery revealed a small tear in the abdominal vessel.
No wonder my stomach felt it'd been ripped apart.
We were able to repair the wound.
You should be able to go home in a few days.
Are you up for a visitor?
Mom!
Safi.
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Glad to see you and your brother didn't kill each other.
You didn't kill him?
He's somewhere trying to fart on robots.
He's on a supervised walk with a couple of doctors.
I'm really sorry we fought.
I-I didn't mean for you to get hurt.
I'll be nicer.
I promise.
Habibi.
This is not your fault, okay?
Siblings fight.
You should have seen me and your Uncle Omar when we were kids.
Do you...
Your jiddo threatened to put us on the street.
We realized that fighting was a waste of time and that we could talk to each other like normal people.
Come.
Give me a hug.
Do you think someday Yusuf will be a normal person?
What happened to being nicer, huh?
Sorry.
Ohh.
And there's another one!
Can you try to destroy him with your powerful gas?
I don't have to.
Oh.
Possible appendicitis.
Uh, Super Surgeon is needed in the E.R.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Can we keep fighting the robots?
Well, they might need Dr.
Whipple, too.
Your specialty is the pancreas.
I got this.
Over and out.
Huh-huh.
She doesn't like you, does she?
She's just mad my cape is cooler.
Did I do it?!
Are they dead?!
You did!
You beat the evil robots!
Come on.
Let's get you to bed.
Listen.
I've been up here many times.
I don't have to see it.
When was the last time you were up here?
Monday.
A patient was medevacked from Lopez Island.
Okay, so you were just, like, waiting in a glass box, and then you ran out onto a helipad for 30 seconds?
That doesn't count.
Okay.
I'm good back here.
Oh, my God!
T-There's a guy trying to steal a lady's purse!
What?
You're not funny.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
You don't have to look down, but just...
Look!
Do you know what a carillon is?
No.
It's like this big set of hanging bells, usually in a tower, and you play them like a giant keyboard.
You play?
Played.
Reluctantly.
In college.
It...
it fulfilled an arts requirement.
But...
the bell tower became my favorite place on campus.
Had a great view.
When you looked out, everything that was overwhelming on the ground, the pressures and the people and the problems, just seemed smaller.
I mean, look what you miss when you never take in the view.
If you get past the vertigo, it's nice.
Yeah, it's kind of cold, too.
Here.
You don't have to.
No.
It's...
it's fine.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh.
Beau's been extubated.
Yeah.
We should check on his neuro status.
Oh, you can hang onto it if you want.
No.
I'm good.
Thank you.
What, you two take a field trip?
Oh, we just went to the roof.
What?
Medevac?
Trauma?
Just checking out the view up there.
It is lovely.
But you need to be careful.
Never know what could happen up there.
Uh, the window washer woke up, so we're gonna check...
check on him.
Good night, Dr.
Webber.
Sandra Wynn to the Admin Building.
Sandra Wynn to the Admin Building.
Took care of her post-op check.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
About the whole Oliver thing.
I...
Next time, I'll make sure to tell you.
I almost got out my pepper spray.
No, I owe you an apology, too.
I didn't realize it was hard for you watching me and Lucas.
Yeah, a lot of things have been hard since Molly left, but...
I got over her once.
I could do it again.
Adams can move in.
What happened to Retreat Rentals?
I didn't say he could stay for free.
Are you sure you'll be okay with him being around?
We'll be better about the PDA.
And I will be better about leaving glasses everywhere.
No, you won't.
Yeah, you're right.
But I'm serious, though.
Adams is paying for utilities.
Navy, you did great.
We were able to remove all of the blood from your uterus and open your septum.
We're just waiting for a bed to transfer you over to the hospital.
Yeah, I just updated your parents.
They should be boarding a plane right now.
They'll be here in the morning.
Where's Bella?
Um, she went to a movie with her sister.
She can't do anything for me here anyways.
Dr.
Adams.
So how did the procedure go?
I thought you had an emergency skull surgery.
Yeah.
I I did.
I did.
Um, Dr.
Bailey performed your surgery without me.
I should probably go check on that patient.
Rules, written and unwritten, help keep the trains on the tracks.
Without them, hospitals would devolve into chaos.
Adams!
I'm sorry.
I won't bother you anymore.
I'll respect your decision.
It's a little late for that.
You have been a thorn in my side for months.
And I work with insurance executives, CEOs, presidents of universities, so that's saying a lot.
But what you did today...
I didn't actually do...
Let me finish!
What you did today, giving up a personally important procedure for the benefit of the patient?
That requires sensitivity and good judgment, which, if you recall, is where I thought you had a deficit.
You can remain with your class.
I'll notify the GME office.
Are you serious?
Do I look like someone who jokes?
Hey.
Hey.
Who are you?
Oliver.
Blue's med-school roommate Harrison is my girlfriend's cousin's boyfriend.
I see.
Never say, "It's quiet," unless you want to be blamed when all the pagers go off.
If your attending is standing, you better be, too.
And if you finish the coffee in the lounge, it's on you to refill it.
Ooh.
That wind's really picking up.
Uh, will you take down the patio umbrella?
Already done.
Hey.
Um, I was thinking.
What if we ordered from Manzani's tonight?
Date night?
Yeah, pop open a bottle of Malbec.
Oh!
We can watch that movie that Altman recommended.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Or...
...
you could, uh...
...
quiz me on the boards.
That sounds like a job for a co-resident.
Yeah, but I don't know them very well.
Well, get to know them.
I already passed my boards.
Ye...
Which is why I could use your advice.
Here's some...
don't invite your wife on a date that involves flashcards.
No one tells you these rules, but you break them at your peril.
Do you like dogs?
Yeah.
You thinking of getting a dog?
No.
There are a couple of Pugs who moved next door.
And I'm not a dog person, but I'm taking a liking to them.
And their owner is lovely.
Recently divorced.
Okay.
Now I see where this is going.
A-And she's a florist.
And Catherine loves her orchids.
You may also.
I'm sure she's great, but I-I'm really focused on work right now, okay?
Well, suit yourself.
Hey.
Uh...
It's a thank-you for...
I haven't talked to Catherine about your remediation.
I mean, I tried, and then I just got a sense that meddling would do more harm than good.
Yeah.
No.
I understand.
Thanks again for trying.
I...
did have an idea.
Adams!
You are in the clinic today.
What?
Helm said I was in the ICU.
Plans change.
Let's go.
Okay.
Who the hell is Oliver?!
My old roommate Harrison's girlfriend's cousin's boyfriend.
That clears things up.
You might want to hurry.
Otherwise, we're gonna miss it.
What is he doing in our house?!
Well, he is interviewing at Seattle Pres.
I told him he can crash with us.
Did you think about telling me?
I forgot.
I'm sorry.
He'll be out in a few days.
A few days?
Does this mean I should tell you if I rent the room out?
You're looking for a roommate without me?!
Short term.
On Retreat Rentals.
It'll pay for our utilities.
I was thinking of asking Lucas to move back in!
It's my house, too!
You might want to retreat yourself.
Hey, I tried to do an I&D on the Bartholin abscess, but one of your OB-GYN trainees beat me to it.
Are you sure you need me here?
Okay.
I didn't ask for you.
That's Dr.
Webber's doing.
Dr.
Webber moved me to the clinic?
Sorry I'm late.
Had to yell at the president.
Of the hospital?
I think of the United States.
Where can I be of service?
Uh, bed three.
Teenager with recurrent abdominal pain.
Mm-hmm.
You're working here today?
Well, with my busy schedule, I can't always get to church, so...
sometimes I do my tithing right here.
For which we are very grateful.
I could be your intern for the day...
put in orders, update your charts.
Hm.
Well, let's see if you can...
keep up.
Who invites people into your house without giving you a heads-up?
Well, you invited him to live with you without asking Mika.
You used to sleep with him.
When did this become about me?
You throw mistakes in my face, I throw them in yours.
Things must be going pretty well then...
if you're thinking about asking Adams to move back in.
Just because my relationship exploded like a volcano doesn't mean I can't be happy for you.
Mommy!
Whoa!
It's a bird.
It's a plane.
Look!
It's the hot window washer looking like an absolute snack.
Hi!
Hi!
Hi.
Hi.
Here you go.
Thank you.
Hey, co-resident.
I mean Helm.
Uh, how's it goin'?
Four patients have already puked by, near, and on me.
Uh, hey.
You talk to Schmitt lately?
How's he doing?
Loves Tex-Mex.
The coffee sucks.
The coffee sucks.
The...
Hey, you, uh...
you catch the Seattle Storm last night?
I haven't been outside in the last 20 hours.
I slept in the on-call room.
No, I meant the women's basketball team.
They're 14 and 3...
I don't have time for sports.
Yousef Farid.
You're so bad.
Age 9.
Two days post-op from a Meckel's diverticulum resection and small-bowel anastomosis.
Move your hand!
I can't see!
Mom said I could have a turn!
You're blocking the screen!
Let go!
You just made me lose the dagger!
Okay.
Turn it off.
Listen to the doctor.
My husband picked a great time to travel for work.
Sorry.
Aw.
That's okay.
Can we listen to your belly, son?
Nurse Patterson to Neuro.
Nurse Rachael Patterson to Neuro.
No bowel sounds.
Can I go home?
We need to make sure that your intestines are woken up first.
Passing gas is a good sign that you're not experiencing complications.
Well, he's an expert at farting.
Shut up!
You shut up, fart face!
You're the one who's always in the bathroom!
Because I have to get in there before you stink it up!
Okay.
Seriously, you two.
Safi, go out.
Wait for me in the waiting area and do not move until I get there.
Thank you.
So you think this is gonna be a few more days?
It's hard to say.
I want to go home and see my dog.
Did you hear about the superhero climbing the hospital walls?
Like Spider-Man?
Yeah, this one wears a cape, and he's only here twice a year, so...
Wow!
...
you're lucky.
Ohh!
Watch for him at your window.
Okay.
Yeah.
And we'll come back and check on you, okay?
Okay.
Thank you.
Sure.
Should I text him back?
I don't want to seem desperate.
You are desperate.
Navy Sutherland, 14.
Has been experiencing lower abdominal pain, nausea, and occasional vomiting.
Her labs show iron-deficiency anemia.
HCG is negative.
I suspect...
a complicated UTI with pyelonephritis.
How about we back it up a little bit?
Hi.
I'm Dr.
Fox.
I'm so sorry to know you're not feeling well.
Not as sorry as I am.
I threw up in her bed this morning.
She's staying at my house while her parents are on a cruise.
My mom yelled at me to go to the doctor's from a bar in Corfu.
And my mom said to call if anything serious.
It's...
not right.
Well, let me check you out and see.
Now, I'm going to examine you, and if you feel any pain, let me know, okay?
Okay.
Alright.
Oh, my God!
It's him again!
Him who?
Caleb Scott wants me to tutor him in algebra.
I think he likes me.
Or he just sucks at algebra.
May I touch you?
Alright.
Ooh.
Suprapubic tenderness.
Yeah, I'll go order an MRI.
How about we do a simple exam first?
Go find me an ultrasound machine.
Thank you.
Yes, ma'am.
Now tell me about this Caleb.
Oh!
Uh, Dr.
Ndugu!
Yeah.
I wanted to take advantage of your focus on work.
I have two cardio consults on the fourth floor.
Well, say no more.
I'll send you their MRNs.
Yeah, next time, Altman and Hunt should stagger their time off.
Yeah, well, they are married.
I'm sure they deserve a break.
Well, I'm exhausted from their vacation.
I just need a normal workday.
Uh, could you please sign off on Mrs.
McCotter's discharge?
Whoa!
I thought she needed at-home oxygen set up before she leaves.
No, no, no, no!
Ohh!
That doesn't look good.
Oh, my God!
Ohh!
Whoa!
Ohh!
He's losing control of that rig!
Oh, my God!
Synced and corrected by ChrisKe - -- for www.addic7ed.com -- I'm Dr.
Ndugu.
Can you tell me your name?
Beau.
Beau Caraway.
We'll need help extricating him!
Tell the fire department they'll need something to cut all of this off!
Can you tell me where you feel pain, Beau?
My neck.
Okay.
Millin, help me pull this table over!
You jump up there and stabilize his neck.
Be careful.
Dr.
Webber!
There's something wrong with my mom!
You.
Help me out?
Go.
We got this.
Okay.
Normal day, my ass!
A chair flew into her.
Where does it hurt?
My stomach.
It's like the wind knocked out of me.
Okay.
Griffith, grab a gurney.
We're gonna have to get her downstairs.
Can I help?
No, no, we got this, son.
Okay.
Let's...
Let's get her up.
You keep an eye on your brother, okay?
And just tell him...
I'll be back soon, okay?
And, please...
try not to argue.
Okay.
Let's go.
Okay?
Try not to argue.
Let's go.
You're doing just fine, Beau.
Alright.
Let's hold him steady.
Good.
Try not to move.
Do you think a smiley face means something?
Well, it could be flirty or self-deprecating.
I...
don't know what that means.
Back in my day, we were more direct.
Boys asked you out on a date.
You said yes or no.
There were no smiley faces, fruits, or vegetables.
If you wanted to talk to somebody, you just climbed up a tree and knocked on the window.
You want me to go to his house?
And what?
Barf on his bed?
Alright, Navy.
Can you lie back and lift your shirt to expose your stomach?
Wait.
You're not doing my ultrasound, are you?
Yeah.
It won't hurt.
Just a little cold.
Dr.
Adams, could you check on the labs from the patient in bed 1 for me, please?
Yeah.
Yeah.
I can do that after this.
Uh, Dr.
Adams.
Excuse us one moment, Navy.
A moment, please.
Uh, Dr.
Fox, I can multitask.
Navy is a 14-year-old girl.
To her, you're just another cute boy.
I don't understand.
She's clearly uncomfortable with you doing her ultrasound.
So if you want to be useful, go away.
Far.
Far away.
We heard they were bringing all the injured from the peds floor to the E.R.
You need some extra hands?
Well, I'm not sure if I need six of 'em, but come on in.
We have a blunt trauma to the abdomen.
We're doing a FAST exam now.
Can somebody start an I.V.
here?
I'm on it.
There is a small amount of pelvic fluid right there.
Is that bad?
Well, the impact of the chair might have caused an internal injury.
We need to do a CT scan to know more.
One of you help Griffith get her down to CT.
Yeah, I'll do it.
No problem.
Well, you decide, but make it fast.
Hey.
Look.
There is only one way to solve this.
Yeah.
Chief resident pulls rank.
Rock-paper-scissors.
What?
No.
No.
Mm-hmm.
Don't smile at me.
Can someone check on Safi and Yusuf, please?
Yeah.
Helm and Warren.
Got it.
Okay.
Yusuf's post-op from a bowel resection.
And he has ileus, so...
So he needs to walk.
Yeah.
We got it.
Yeah.
Got it.
I really hope my boys don't destroy our hospital.
Well, that's already been covered.
Okay.
Fallopian tubes and ovaries look normal, but the uterus is filled with blood.
When was her last menstrual cycle?
She hasn't had one yet.
Do you think it's an imperforate hymen?
We could do a pelvic exam.
Hang on.
This is Dr.
Fox.
What?
I'll be right there.
Window washer crashed into the hospital.
Wha...
Any injuries?
One on the way to surgery.
But, you know, I need to go deal with this.
Can you...
I'll look for the obstruction.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
Where do you think you're going?
Uh, I'm your intern.
Child, I don't need any help dialing insurance.
Stay with Dr.
Bailey.
I may not have a president on speed dial, but I am your boss.
I just want to impress her, but now she won't let me near the patient, and now she's not even here.
Do you really think you can get her to change her mind about your remediation?
I couldn't.
Where do you need me?
Can you take over stabilizing his neck?
...
strapped in.
Someone bring me a vitals monitor!
The area below is cordoned off.
Securing rig!
Thank you.
Alright.
I'm going to put these on you to monitor your vitals.
Whatever you need.
Please do it.
Alright, they're heading up to the roof right now to cut power to the platform before we can cut him down.
Be careful up there, Millin.
I'm two feet above the ground.
Two more than I want to be.
We managed to get ahold of your emergency contact.
She's going to be here soon.
Hopefully not too soon.
She'll freak out if she sees me like this.
Oh, I knew the wind off the Sound was gusty this morning.
But it's pediatrics day, you know?
I didn't want to let the kids down.
We're trying to get you out.
Okay?
Just hang in there.
No pun intended.
Well, if my chest didn't feel like it was being crushed, I'd say, "No rush."
We're ready to move him as soon as the power's cut!
Oh, man.
I'm pretty sure I missed a spot, too.
I don't think anyone's gonna notice.
Yeah, well... "
streak-free shine."
That was my dad's mantra.
Yeah.
He retired last year.
He trained you to take over the family business?
He tried to keep me out.
Said he wished his kids could work inside buildings instead of on them.
So I went into accounting.
I did his books for five years before I convinced him to let me go out with him.
I loved it from the moment I stepped foot on the platform.
His stats are dropping!
How we doing, Beau?
How we doing?
He's out.
We need to intubate him.
Give me that chair.
Wait.
He's upright!
We don't have time to get him down.
Somebody get me an LMA right now!
She's all set.
You can start the...
You already did.
Of course.
Why ask my opinion?
My friend texted me at 1:00 a.m.
when Oliver's rental fell through.
Sorry I forgot to text.
Like you forget to put the laundry in the dryer.
I don't forget.
You hover by the washer like a vulture.
Because you're not the only person who has dirty laundry.
Clearly!
Scans are up.
Okay.
What do we see?
Uh, free fluid in the pelvis.
No obvious solid organ or intestinal damage.
Good.
Griffith?
Next steps?
I think we should do a diagnostic laparoscopy, get a better look.
Agreed.
Let's book an O.R.
Alright.
Alright, Millin.
I need vascular access.
I'm trying!
Alright.
Once we get him down, we need to move fast!
Oh, my God!
Beau!
Ma'am, I need you to stay back!
I'm Leah Caraway.
They called me.
Okay, I understand, but we're about to get your son down and we need room to put him on a gurney, okay?
He's not my son!
He's my husband!
Oh.
Sorry.
Power's off!
Clear to cut him out.
Alright!
This is it!
Everybody prepare to move!
Beau!
Oh, my God!
Damn it.
Something must have lacerated the carotid.
No!
You have to do something!
Ma'am, I need you to step back.
Please.
It seems a piece of glass got stuck.
I'm holding pressure.
Alright.
Alert the O.R.
we're on the way!
Is he gonna be okay?!
We're gonna do everything we can, okay?
Someone get Mrs.
Caraway to another waiting area.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Hey, Dr.
Bailey, since you don't need me and Dr.
Fox left, should I see if anyone needs help in the Pit?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I need all the help I can get.
Come on.
Alright.
Navy.
How you doing?
Is it cancer?
N-No.
Oh, my gosh.
Is it menopause?
Definitely not.
No.
So, you have what's called a transverse vaginal septum.
That sounds bad.
Are you sure it's not cancer?
Well, it's an abnormal formation of the reproductive tract.
Uh, not cancer.
So...
you have been getting your periods.
But the septum, which is like a wall in the vagina, has trapped the blood in your uterus.
Oh, my gosh.
I'm gonna throw up.
No, no.
Can you fix it?
Yes!
But I want to consult with the OB-GYN and talk to your parents before we solidify a plan.
Oh, my gosh.
Do you think I can still tutor Caleb on Friday?
Or should I cancel on him maybe?
Uh, look.
One step at a time, okay?
So just page OB-GYN and get an MRI.
Alright.
What a day, right?
Window washer through the window.
Who'd have thought?
It's pretty scary if you think about it.
I mean, you know, you're just sitting there minding your own business.
All of a sudden, bam!
You're just...
I'm trying to read Yusuf's chart.
Think he's gonna try and get out of walking?
Every kid does.
It's just a matter of how.
Debater.
Biter.
Screamer.
Oh, um, Matt Lanier needs an NG tube.
One of us should talk to his parents while the other takes Yusuf.
Um...
No, she didn't!
Yes, she did!
I told you the battery is low, and Dad might call!
Damn it!
She made you leave because you called me "fart face"!
She wouldn't have been there if you were nice!
I wouldn't have to call you a fart face if you just weren't a fart face!
God!
You have siblings?
Nope.
Yusuf, just lay there...
Yeah.
...
and fart like the doctor told you!
You're not the boss of me!
I swear I get hit with a new lawsuit every time I walk into that damn hospital.
How is Navy doing?
Ah.
Well, I'd hoped there was a new treatment for transverse septum since I first encountered it as a resident, but all we have is the same medieval nonsense.
So what is the protocol?
Well, interventional radiology places a drain through the abdominal wall into the uterus.
It'll sit there for a few weeks collecting blood.
In the meantime, we'll give her contraceptives to stop the period, and then we'll fix the septum.
So hang a bag of blood outside her body for weeks.
That child is not equipped.
I wish there was another way.
I'll find it.
D...
Okay.
The OB attending couldn't find an alternative.
What makes you think you can?
There has to be something out there.
Then find it.
Uh, Dr.
Fox, I don't...
You think I've been oblivious to your antics all day?
You want to impress me, Dr.
Adams?
Do something impressive.
Ca...
There is significant tissue loss in his carotid.
Potts scissors.
So we're adding a shunt?
Why?
To secure blood flow to the brain.
That would be correct if his other carotid wasn't intact.
So we're going straight to a repair?
It's more efficient.
It's also more risky.
Not if we work fast.
Vessel loops.
Are you sure?
Alright.
Watch closely.
Do you know how much longer this is gonna take?
Do you have somewhere to be?
Okay.
Look.
She didn't even like him until she thought he liked her.
I don't care.
He just...
He asked me if I wanted to go see a movie later.
And...
And 20 years from now, she won't even remember his name.
Yeah, but she'll remember your name and whether you were looking out for her or just...
yourself.
You can't predict the future.
Hey.
Uh...
What are you doing here?
I might kill Kwan.
Well, I thought you two were getting along.
We did, but ever since Mika left, he has been impossible!
Well, she was your buffer.
What?
No.
She's just loud, always talking, full of energy.
I didn't really pay attention to Kwan...
Oh, she was a buffer.
Well, I'd love to see her try to buffer this.
He invited a stranger into our home to live!
Did...
did he know him?
I'm not here for logic.
Sorry.
I'm just, uh...
I'm trying to find something that doesn't exist.
Do you think it would be weird next year when I'm still an intern?
I thought Webber was working it out with Dr.
Fox.
It's not exactly going as planned, and there's only a month left of the year, so...
Maybe it won't be that different.
At least you won't have to be around Kwan all the time.
Look, I really need to get back to work.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Woman on P.A.: Dr.
Minkler to Oncology.
Dr.
Nancy Minkler to Oncology.
I need help.
From...
?
The Surgeon General.
Yusuf?
He is refusing to walk.
Debater, screamer, or biter?
None of the above.
As soon as he found out his mom needed surgery, he burst into tears.
Aw.
Poor guy.
Now he won't stop.
Help.
He's 9, right?
Yeah.
Why?
Uh...
Yeah.
He probably takes bribes.
Yeah.
I want Mom.
We'll let you see her as soon as we can.
What if she's dead?
Your mom isn't dead.
We don't really know that.
Really?
Still distended.
No bowel sounds.
You know what could really take your mind off of things?
I don't wanna walk.
I bet that Peng-y would really love it.
He says he's good.
Come on.
Look.
Motion is lotion.
Moving around will make you feel better and tell us if your surgery worked.
It doesn't hurt that much.
He's waiting for the superhero.
He only comes twice a year.
Oh, uh, he's not coming today.
He crashed...
His superhero mobile while fighting the bad guys.
What if he can get it fixed and comes back?
I'm not leaving until I see him.
Australia!
Are you going on a trip?
No.
There's case reports in Australia.
They make an incision in the posterior vaginal wall laparoscopically and use suction and irrigation to remove the blood.
No drains.
No bags.
Minimal scarring.
Is this doable?
Yeah.
Look.
I don't see why not.
Uh, Adams, you found it.
You will do the procedure.
By myself?
With my assistance.
Um, and if he does well, would you consider keeping him with his class?
This again?!
Look, I punch above my weight in every discipline...
surgical skills, bedside manner, diagnostics, ABSITE scores.
Look, I know I made a mistake with Sam Sutton, and I'll think about him every day for the rest of my life.
Isn't that punishment enough?
Let's see how you do.
Then we'll talk.
Hm.
Thank you, Dr.
Bailey.
If we're gonna go down, might as well do it fighting.
Dr.
Ndugu, the patient's wife's asking for an update.
Alright.
Tell her it's going well.
I'll talk to her myself when we're done here.
You thought she was his mother.
In my defense, he's probably, what, 30?
And she's...
I don't think you want to make that guess out loud.
There's a sizable difference.
Well, my roommate dated a guy who was 100.
What?
How old is your roommate?
Heparin.
82.
Hm.
It's still a 20-year difference.
Oh, well, they didn't care until, you know, he died.
But the heart wants what the heart wants.
Alright.
I am done with the proximal anastomosis.
Let's test for blood flow.
Doppler.
Anything?
Yeah.
No.
There's no blood flow going to the brain from this side.
There must be a clot.
Page neuro!
No, there's no time.
I have to remove it myself.
Fogarty catheter.
He could stroke out if we don't get the clot in seconds.
Are you sure you don't want me to page neuro?
Dr.
Ndugu!
I'm sure.
'Cause I'm done.
Uh, Doppler, please.
Spleen looks good.
And let's move to the stomach.
Moving the omentum.
Following with the camera.
Griffith...
I am moving in.
Say it louder.
Well, I just wanted to make sure in case you, uh, had other plans for this area.
Stomach looks good.
Looks unremarkable.
Well, I concur.
Let's move to the colon.
Griffith, are you okay to move on?
I'm already providing access to the colon, so, yes.
Well, I just didn't want to misinterpret your actions.
Ah.
Got it.
It's a mesenteric tear.
Kwan, step away from the table.
Liz, take the camera, please.
Look, I've been here since 4:00 a.m., covering other people's shifts.
I'm already tired, and now I'm distracted because of whatever the hell is going on between the two of you.
That's not fair to Ms.
Farid.
Kwan, go find something else to do.
Now!
How is he?
How's my Beau?
He's stable.
Ohh!
Oh!
Oh, thank God.
Yeah.
But we do need to evaluate his neurological status.
We can't do that until he wakes up.
Right.
Right.
You know, I spent years of my life watching my friends meet their partners...
fall in love.
By the time I met Beau, I...
I had given up.
I loved my dog and my loft...
sleeping sideways.
But he pursued me.
And he wouldn't take no for an answer.
Eventually I realized, well, why not?
Beau makes me happy.
And there's not enough in the world that does.
You know?
Yeah.
I do.
Listen.
Again, I'm really sorry about earlier.
Ohh.
No.
I...
I-I've gotten used to the whispering, people assuming that I'm his mother.
Well, we're gonna do everything we can to help him.
Okay?
Thank you.
You got it.
Oh, uh, before I forget, his parents called, and they'll be here soon.
Oh.
Right.
You know, I...
I'm gonna go wait in the cafeteria.
His mom is...
not a fan.
You gonna get me kicked out of here, too?
Wasn't my fault.
I need those O.R.
hours.
I'm behind on all those days that I took off for Molly's surgery.
Do you know what it's like to be a woman and see a stranger in your house?
Oliver could have been a serial killer for all I knew.
He is a good guy.
He went to Penn.
I don't care where he went.
You treat our home like it's your bachelor pad!
You play video games at all hours.
You leave glasses everywhere.
I can't plan what room I'm gonna be in when I get thirsty.
You leave moldy food in the fridge.
Well, at least I'm not kissing my boyfriend all over the house.
No one wants a couple making out across the breakfast table!
Ms.
Farid's awake.
Mom's gonna be mad if you're lying.
They're really here, and they want to talk to you.
Yusuf Farid?
Yes?
Uh, I...
I am Super Surgeon.
And this is my friend, Dr.
Whipple.
We...
We need your help protecting the hospital from the evil robots!
Yeah.
Right.
Yeah.
And they're everywhere.
And, um, they look like this.
Mm-hmm.
And you freeze them by tagging them with the Bandages of Bravery!
But there is only one way to destroy them.
You must toot...
...
and engulf them in your powerful gas.
Do you accept this mission?
I do!
Are these robots really dangerous?
Oh, yes.
They may appear silent, but they are deadly.
Away!
Oh, get this first one.
Superheroes coming through!
To the left!
There's one!
So you still haven't sent Caleb the text?
I know.
It's so stupid.
No.
No, no, no.
I get it.
You don't want to make one wrong move...
...
and have it follow you forever.
But, uh, if you're not comfortable texting him, maybe he's not the one for you.
Every boy makes me nervous.
I mean, it's not like I've done anything with...
Oh, my gosh.
Why am I telling you this?
Don't worry.
I have four sisters.
I am very good at girl talk.
Okay.
You are all prepped for your procedure.
I'll see you in the operating room, okay?
Uh, I thought Dr.
Bailey was doing my surgery.
Yeah, she'll be there, too.
And you'll be the one vacuuming the blood out of my...
v-vagina?
Well, your vaginal wall.
It's a laparoscopic incision.
I'll have a camera and...
Uh...
Oh, wow.
Uh, I'm being paged for an emergency craniectomy.
Is that, like, on a brain?
It's technically the skull.
Ahh.
They really need me, so, uh, I-I gotta go.
But you'll be in good hands with Dr.
Bailey, okay?
Woman on P.A.: Nurse Cade, extension 2219.
Nurse Emma Cade, extension 2219.
How's he doing?
Uh, no expanding hematoma.
The post-op MRI looks great.
No sign of stroke.
Alright.
Good.
Earlier in the O.R., I, um...
I wasn't trying to second-guess you.
I just hadn't seen that before.
Good thing I have.
You like to pretend that you're all old-school and you never take any risks, but you just walked a tightrope without a net.
I would never walk a tightrope...
with or without a net.
I-I don't like heights.
I avoid them like the plague.
Well, it's a metaphorical tightrope.
It's different with surgery.
I've built up the confidence after years of practice.
You'll get there, too.
Okay, but what about the Space Needle or Rainier Square or...
or the observation deck at Columbia Center?
No, no, definitely not.
Okay.
Will you come with me?
I'm gonna say no to a second location.
Oh, we're not gonna leave the building.
I promise!
Alright.
Okay.
And the diagnostic surgery revealed a small tear in the abdominal vessel.
No wonder my stomach felt it'd been ripped apart.
We were able to repair the wound.
You should be able to go home in a few days.
Are you up for a visitor?
Mom!
Safi.
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Glad to see you and your brother didn't kill each other.
You didn't kill him?
He's somewhere trying to fart on robots.
He's on a supervised walk with a couple of doctors.
I'm really sorry we fought.
I-I didn't mean for you to get hurt.
I'll be nicer.
I promise.
Habibi.
This is not your fault, okay?
Siblings fight.
You should have seen me and your Uncle Omar when we were kids.
Do you...
Your jiddo threatened to put us on the street.
We realized that fighting was a waste of time and that we could talk to each other like normal people.
Come.
Give me a hug.
Do you think someday Yusuf will be a normal person?
What happened to being nicer, huh?
Sorry.
Ohh.
And there's another one!
Can you try to destroy him with your powerful gas?
I don't have to.
Oh.
Possible appendicitis.
Uh, Super Surgeon is needed in the E.R.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Can we keep fighting the robots?
Well, they might need Dr.
Whipple, too.
Your specialty is the pancreas.
I got this.
Over and out.
Huh-huh.
She doesn't like you, does she?
She's just mad my cape is cooler.
Did I do it?!
Are they dead?!
You did!
You beat the evil robots!
Come on.
Let's get you to bed.
Listen.
I've been up here many times.
I don't have to see it.
When was the last time you were up here?
Monday.
A patient was medevacked from Lopez Island.
Okay, so you were just, like, waiting in a glass box, and then you ran out onto a helipad for 30 seconds?
That doesn't count.
Okay.
I'm good back here.
Oh, my God!
T-There's a guy trying to steal a lady's purse!
What?
You're not funny.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
You don't have to look down, but just...
Look!
Do you know what a carillon is?
No.
It's like this big set of hanging bells, usually in a tower, and you play them like a giant keyboard.
You play?
Played.
Reluctantly.
In college.
It...
it fulfilled an arts requirement.
But...
the bell tower became my favorite place on campus.
Had a great view.
When you looked out, everything that was overwhelming on the ground, the pressures and the people and the problems, just seemed smaller.
I mean, look what you miss when you never take in the view.
If you get past the vertigo, it's nice.
Yeah, it's kind of cold, too.
Here.
You don't have to.
No.
It's...
it's fine.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Oh.
Beau's been extubated.
Yeah.
We should check on his neuro status.
Oh, you can hang onto it if you want.
No.
I'm good.
Thank you.
What, you two take a field trip?
Oh, we just went to the roof.
What?
Medevac?
Trauma?
Just checking out the view up there.
It is lovely.
But you need to be careful.
Never know what could happen up there.
Uh, the window washer woke up, so we're gonna check...
check on him.
Good night, Dr.
Webber.
Sandra Wynn to the Admin Building.
Sandra Wynn to the Admin Building.
Took care of her post-op check.
Thank you.
I'm sorry.
About the whole Oliver thing.
I...
Next time, I'll make sure to tell you.
I almost got out my pepper spray.
No, I owe you an apology, too.
I didn't realize it was hard for you watching me and Lucas.
Yeah, a lot of things have been hard since Molly left, but...
I got over her once.
I could do it again.
Adams can move in.
What happened to Retreat Rentals?
I didn't say he could stay for free.
Are you sure you'll be okay with him being around?
We'll be better about the PDA.
And I will be better about leaving glasses everywhere.
No, you won't.
Yeah, you're right.
But I'm serious, though.
Adams is paying for utilities.
Navy, you did great.
We were able to remove all of the blood from your uterus and open your septum.
We're just waiting for a bed to transfer you over to the hospital.
Yeah, I just updated your parents.
They should be boarding a plane right now.
They'll be here in the morning.
Where's Bella?
Um, she went to a movie with her sister.
She can't do anything for me here anyways.
Dr.
Adams.
So how did the procedure go?
I thought you had an emergency skull surgery.
Yeah.
I I did.
I did.
Um, Dr.
Bailey performed your surgery without me.
I should probably go check on that patient.
Rules, written and unwritten, help keep the trains on the tracks.
Without them, hospitals would devolve into chaos.
Adams!
I'm sorry.
I won't bother you anymore.
I'll respect your decision.
It's a little late for that.
You have been a thorn in my side for months.
And I work with insurance executives, CEOs, presidents of universities, so that's saying a lot.
But what you did today...
I didn't actually do...
Let me finish!
What you did today, giving up a personally important procedure for the benefit of the patient?
That requires sensitivity and good judgment, which, if you recall, is where I thought you had a deficit.
You can remain with your class.
I'll notify the GME office.
Are you serious?
Do I look like someone who jokes?