Charlie.
Hey, Charlie, wake up.
Huh?
Hey, you're awake.
Yeah, alarm's about to go off.
Something on your mind, babe?
Did I ever tell you
that I was a member of the grade-seven debate team?
I did not know that, no.
Got second at nationals.
I had to drop out. It's a long story.
But I have come up with the best argument
for you removing your tumor immediately.
Okay?
O-kay.
I'm loving the confidence.
- Just hear me out. - Okay.
You're gonna have this surgery
sometime in the near future, correct?
Correct. Shahir r...
Okay, don't interrupt me.
I've got seven minutes before the bell.
Now, the way I see it,
your only reason for not having this surgery
is for fear of losing the ghosty thing, right?
You've mentioned that before.
Yes, and you didn't deny it.
Now, the ghosts have been part of your life for a long time.
Maybe you need to try doing your job without them.
So my question is,
who are you, and who do you want to become?
That's the bell.
Any rebuttal?
You're good.
Dr. Stroman, I just wanted to check up on our patient.
Just heading to see her now.
Great. I'll walk with you.
Has the chemo shrunk her tumor?
We're still waiting on the results of her latest P.E.T. scan.
But you did send her stuff on to Dr. Binari at Sacred Mercy?
Alex, you know as well as I do
Dr. Binari has strict indications for surgery.
Yeah, they're looking for people who are her2-positive.
Yes, but if her tumor isn't responding to treatment,
even the great Dr. Binari won't be able to help her.
You know they're looking for promising cases.
And hers isn't?
We don't know yet.
Dana, how are we feeling today?
I don't know how you're feeling, John,
but I'm-I'm feeling pretty good.
Yep, definitely well enough to head up to Muskoka for...
Oy. Come on. This again?
I have finished three cycles of chemo and been a model patient.
For me, John. I've been good.
Morning.
Morning, sunshine.
Aw, not too sunshiny.
You're immunocompromised. There's fluid in your lungs.
I'm sorry. Wait a minute. She has pneumonia?
Oh, it's a mild case...
certainly nothing to keep me from this.
"The Muskoka bugle annual cottage festival"?
It's tonight at the marina.
Old "handcuffy" here is advising I don't go.
Strongly advising.
Oh, I need to look out over the water, John.
I want to hear the music, see the lights.
Besides, I haven't missed one in 20 years.
So then you've had a good run.
And I thought I had a terrible bedside manner.
You know what I mean.
Step in anytime, Dr. Reid.
Don't you look at me that way.
I'm going stir-crazy in here, and I need a change of scenery.
Dana...
and besides, Molly was born during a cottage fest.
She was?
I've never told you this?
- No. - Oh.
My water broke right there in a Muskoka chair on the deck.
And as soon as it did, the fireworks started.
I watched the whole show,
and I got myself to the hospital,
but, oh, it was magical...
Molly's birth and the lights and...
Life was worth living.
It still is.
Has Molly been around?
Well, you know, I...
She's a college kid with a busy life,
and, um, I don't... I don't want to burden her with this
any more than I already have.
Plus, we, um... we had words.
What do you mean you had words?
I don't know.
Just started out as something stupid
and it got a little...
it got a bit heated, and we haven't spoken in awhile.
But, you know, the problem is, we're both so much alike.
Stubborn?
I was gonna say willful.
And neither of us apologize very well.
Come on, Reid. Break me out of here.
Stroman will never even know we're gone.
I'm just gonna get back to my rounds,
but I will come back, and I will visit you soon.
I'll be here.
Oh!
Sorry.
"Barnes, McCarthy, and Lyons"?
Dr. Bishop, are you being sued?
I'm not being sued.
Trauma-team leader today?
That's right, so a little respect.
Yes, sir.
Okay, first case... male in his 40s.
- Got crushed by a tractor. - Ooh.
He's coming in from Tillsonburg County.
Tillsonburg? No way.
You're familiar with it?
Yeah, I grew up in a neighboring town.
Both of them are too small to handle an accident like that.
Oh, we can, and we will.
Oh, captain, my captain.
Well, at the end of this shift,
this captain will be downing tequila shots.
You should join me.
Oh. Oh, no, I-I don't think that I would... I mean should.
I just... I've kind of sworn off men in my life
for the time being.
You know, I'm just trying to avoid
complicating my life any more than it already is.
Good luck with that.
Plus, you know,
you're not really my type.
But you're mine.
So, our crush injury... how close?
That close.
Hey, Russ. I'm Dr. Bishop.
Are you having trouble breathing?
A little. Not too bad.
All right, let's transfer on three.
One, two, three.
Uh, hey. Uh, what time is it?
Uh, you found him?
Yeah. The tractor flipped right on top of him.
Is it noon yet?
- And you're his... - Wife. Tracy. I called 911.
Hey, Tracy, while you're welcome to stay with us,
you just got to hang out right there, okay?
Dr. Harris, why don't you do sensory and motor?
Cassie, run a F.A.S.T.
Hey, Russ, can you feel that?
Sure. Look, you seriously need to fix me up before noon.
Why is that?
Because nothing good is gonna happen after 12:00 P.M. today.
Sorry, what?
The moon is in capricorn.
Okay, we may need to get a head C.T., as well.
No, h-he's always like this.
Russ is just very in tune with the elements.
Ah, when you say it like that, you make me sound like I'm nuts.
Like harvesting in the middle of the night
and rolling a tractor on top of yourself
didn't accomplish that?
I had to beat the storm. You know that.
Hey, Russ, just push down on your foot
like you're hitting the brake.
A storm that no one else is predicting,
not even the weather network.
Since when do I listen to the weather network, Tracy?
Abdomen looks clear.
All right, let's have a listen to your chest.
Oh, you got yourself good.
Paradoxical chest-wall movement.
Looks like we got flail chest.
Okay, let's get a chest tube in him
and get him prepped for surgery.
The moon is in capricorn. The cows are restless.
Do you know what that means?
Nothing good, apparently.
Okay, plate is secure.
Okay, just make sure it's steady.
I'm awfully close to Russ's heart there.
Yeah, well, you're awfully close to a lot of things...
liver, lungs, spleen.
Depth gauge, please.
And...
okay, I'm gonna need
a 12-millimeter cortical screw, please.
Can you see me?
Dr. Harris, how long have you and Dr. Bishop known each other?
Look, there's a storm coming,
and half my crop's in the ground.
You know what? Um, hey, everybody.
Just listen up for a quick sec.
Um, today I would just like to focus on the medicine
if I could, okay?
Nothing personal.
I just, uh... you know, just want to focus on
good old-fashioned old-school medicine,
saving lives with common sense like we do, right?
Right.
You got to get ahold of my cousin Ed in Dewson.
Got a... got a problem here.
You drop the hardware in me?
That's... that's bad luck.
I bet you anything it's after 12:00.
What'd I tell you?
Should we get a chest X-ray, locate the screw you dropped?
- Or... - Dr. Harris, should I...
my hands are smaller than yours,
so I could... better to root around...
Okay, everybody relax.
Probably in the pleura, okay?
Pickups, please.
Thank you.
First bit of luck I had all day.
maybe the winds are starting to shift.
Thank you.
Not a good time.
Dawn, I just wanted to ask...
You know, there are people you can hire to do that for you.
What do you want, Zach?
Actually, it's my staff.
They want disposable safety glasses.
I know it's not very eco-friendly, but...
Sure. Fine.
Great.
Yeah, also, uh...
Tongue depressors.
You know, there's a new brand they'd like to try.
Tongue depressors.
That's right.
Dr. Miller, if you want to ask how the arraignment went,
I suggest you just do it already.
How was the arraignment?
None of your business.
It was exhausting.
But they're pursuing all of the charges against Lane.
That's great.
Yeah, it is.
And the office makeover is to celebrate?
The opposite, actually.
This is where it happened.
I should get that.
Thanks for asking.
Yeah.
Hey, Reebs. How are you?
What? Okay, wait. Slow down.
Where are you?
The Allen trail.
What are you doing all the way out there?
Currently, I'm trying not to freak out
about this gnarly spider bite I got on my ankle.
Ohh.
Spider bite?
Is there any chance this thing could be poisonous?
No, Reebs.
There's no poisonous spiders out there.
Dawn.
Ask her what the spider looked like.
Why are you still here?
Because you need me.
No, I don't.
Yes, you do
because I just happen to be an E.R. doctor
with a vast knowledge
of the clinical toxicology of venoms.
So, actually, your friend needs me.
What's the latest on Dana?
We're still waiting to find out whether her tumor has shrunk.
- She has a bit of pneumonia. - Happens.
And she's stuck here. She feels trapped.
She wants to get back up to the cottage.
Anything we can do?
She wants me to bust her out of here,
but I still have this mountain to climb.
Busy lady.
Not to mention that Dr. Stroman is dead set against it.
How do you feel?
As a physician, I have to respect his wishes.
Yeah, but as Dana's friend?
I'd do anything to lift her spirits.
I think you need to figure out which hat you're wearing.
Do you mind covering my patients for me?
Hand the mountain over.
You're sure?
You need as much Dana as you can get, and she needs you, so...
- Come on. - I owe you big-time.
Thank you.
Okay, I'm gonna send you one more picture to take a look at.
- So, hiking, huh? - That doesn't sound like you.
Where's Roger?
He's probably moving into his new condo by now.
Moving?
Oh, Reebs.
I know. I didn't want to say anything,
but we're getting a divorce.
19 years down the tubes. Can you believe it?
Oh, crap. I forgot I was on speakerphone.
Sorry, strange doctor.
That's okay. I'm a vault.
Why didn't you tell me?
I was too embarrassed.
Yeah, but it's me.
All the more reason. I mean, come on, Dawn.
You're always so put together and...
nothing phases you.
Right.
Hey, wait.
That text you just sent me...
Yeah, that's it. That's the spider that bit me.
Northern black widow.
Is that bad?
Its neurovenom can be fatal
in only like 1% of the population, but...
I can't hear you.
Okay, just h-hold tight, Reebs.
Reba, the chance of this spider's venom
actually harming you are extremely low.
It was a poisonous spider?
Oh, my god.
R-relax. Everything is going to be fine.
Get in your car, drive here, and we will check you out, okay?
Guys, I'm having a hard time getting a breath in here.
She's just panicking now.
I tell you what, how about we stay with you
until you get to your car?
Okay, yeah, please. Let's do that.
You don't have to stay.
No. I want to.
So, tell me, Reba, what was Dawn like in college?
What's a nine-letter word for "I'm dying of boredom"?
I don't know. I hate crosswords.
Me too.
But I do like a nice road trip.
No, seriously?
I always knew you were a badass.
Pack your things, Thelma.
I love you, Louise.
We are almost free.
Step on it, Reid. Let's see what this baby can do.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Okay.
Aah!
What?
Buzzkill, 12:00.
Is that our secret code word?
Oh! Whiplash.
Hold on to your scarf.
What, are you trying to kill me?
Don't tempt me.
Too soon.
Your husband's surgery went smoothly,
but he has suffered a major trauma.
He's... he's gonna need plenty of rehab.
I can't believe this is happening.
Accidents happen.
Seems like all the time lately.
What do you mean?
Russ has always had
an unorthodox approach to farming.
But it's served us well over the years.
You know, we've been clearing six figures
when everybody else around us has been closing up shop.
Wow. That kind of thing's unheard of in farming.
But lately, his eccentricities...
they're out of control.
You know, he thinks he can predict the weather
by how the cows are moving.
Can I see him now?
Yeah. Of course.
Russ, how you doing?
Are you filling their heads with all kind of nonsense about me?
Did you get ahold of Ed?
Tracy?
No. I will.
W-we're running out of time.
I know. The storm.
Um, Russ, your surgery went well.
Good. Good.
So... when do I get out?
You have three new plates in your chest.
Built-in lightning rods.
Right on.
Yeah, we're gonna get you up and moving,
but there's not gonna be any farm work for you
in the foreseeable future.
Uh...
What are we gonna do?
We'll figure something out.
I don't know...
Hey. It's gonna be okay.
Baby, what is it?
Why can't I feel my legs?
What?
His vitals are all over the place.
Hang on.
Russ, can you feel that?
No.
Okay, push against my hand as hard as you can.
What the hell's going on?
I need to get another look at his spine.
I'm getting a lot of free fluid around the spleen.
Page Dr. Bishop!
We need to get this patient back to the O.R.
Oh. And last but not least...
This is the longest bucket list of all time.
I really want to see "Dumb & dumber."
Dana, how much morphine are you on?
No, Molly's seen it a hundred times.
She's wanted me to watch it with her for years.
Yes, but you haven't because you're too much of a film snob?
Well, I was. I'm too sick to be snobby.
Found it.
Looks like the spleen's been punctured.
We're gonna need to sew this hole up.
Can I get 5-0 non-absorbable?
So, you're a farm girl.
That's kind of hard to believe.
Believe it. I was born in Tillsonburg County.
So was my mom.
Yeah, and her mama before her?
I'll have you know I come from a long line of ladies
who know their way around a pitchfork.
Oh, good to know.
Done.
All right, suction.
Whoa. Dr. Bishop?
Oh, I just fixed the bleeder.
Where's all this new blood coming from?
I have no idea. Wait. Stop suctioning.
We got to figure out the new source.
Ohh.
Looks like the spleen's been punctured twice.
Could that have been caused when the screw dropped
when we were plating?
No, I don't think so.
The hole is way too small
for the screw to have caused this kind of damage.
So then what did?
Can I get a clean sponge?
Dr. Connick, line four.
Tracy.
How's he doing?
We were able to locate and control
your husband's bleeding.
He's in stable condition.
But he's still...
Paralyzed.
Yes.
Is that gonna be permanent?
Is he... is he gonna be crippled for life?
It's too early to tell.
Dr. Harris is waiting on some new imaging.
That should give us a better indication of what's going on.
I heard him getting up.
I never should've let him go out so early.
This isn't your fault.
It's... the farm has been in Russ' family for generations.
If he can't run it...
Let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Even if he does get better,
he's gonna go right back out there and keep acting crazy.
And then he'll do it again, only worse.
Tracy, it's important that we take this one step at a time.
I just...
I just don't know how much more of it I can take.
Are you thinking of leaving him?
I didn't say that.
Why would you ask me that?
I'm sorry. That's none of my business.
I need to get some air.
Yeah.
You okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
Just thinking about Molly.
You know she's taking the semester off?
She told me.
She said she got a job as a barista right by your house.
12 years of private school
so she can sling coffee to the neighbors.
She wants to be near you.
Is that why you two had a fight?
You don't want her to the semester off?
No, I just...
Alex, you have to make sure
she doesn't drop out of school if I...
I will be there for her
if you're not, okay?
Everyone knows they're gonna die,
but you never actually believe it.
That's true.
Why do we kid ourselves about death?
Maybe it's the only way we can bear it.
But that's not what the buddhists think.
They think that everyone
should be prepared at all times for death.
Yeah, well, that's easier said than done.
No, they think you should wake up every day and think,
"if this is the day,"
"am I being the person that I want to be?"
"Am I ready?"
Dana.
Sorry.
Enough maudlin.
I had no idea I parked so far.
How much more daylight?
There's tons of daylight left.
You're doing great.
So, Reba, come on. Give me some more dirt on Dawn.
How long you two known each other?
Since first year.
You should ask her about when we got bedbugs
and had to sleep in the guys' dorm.
That's when I hooked up with Gary Winestock.
You remember him?
Gary Winestock. Hmm.
Old Gary and his fusion-rock mixtapes.
Nice.
His overalls.
Overalls? Nice.
So he... he's a farmer?
She decided the only way to truly defeat the vermin
was to drop off the grid completely.
That's true.
I moved into the campground
and bathed in the river, cooked on a portable stove.
I'd like to have seen that.
Not the... well, the stove part.
I don't know, guys.
I think I'm starting to feel a little woozy.
Just keep talking to us, Reeb.
My legs are really starting to cramp now.
It's just 'cause you've been hiking all day.
You're just feeling stressed.
Probably a psychosomatic...
Reba? What happened?
I fell. My legs just gave out.
Reba, are you feeling nauseous?
Any stomach cramps?
Yeah, really, really bad. How did you know?
It's the neurovenom?
Reba, I want you to lie on your side and keep talking to us.
Okay.
Am I gonna die?
No, Reba.
I just... I want you to stay calm, okay?
She's going into shock. Call the medevac.
Oh, I wish I wasn't permanently exhausted.
You've just been through a war, Dana.
It's gonna take some time for things to feel normal again.
Scary thing is, I don't even remember what normal feels like.
We're gonna get you through this, you need to trust me.
Even when you're in the dark.
Even when you're falling.
I trust you, sweetheart.
I do.
Hey. You all right?
It feels like I have a thousand daggers in my chest.
We're gonna have to turn back.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
We're not gonna make it to the cottage.
It's okay. We were never going to the cottage anyway.
What? Where the hell are we going then?
Your cottage fest, all the memories of it
are all about one person.
Molly.
Mm.
Sometimes all a couple willful ladies need is a peacemaker.
Dana, it's your daughter you need to see,
not the stupid lake.
Keep looking. Is there anything else in your backpack?
Uh, just a map, pack of salt...
a nickel, and another nickel.
Okay, and you don't have any ibuprofen, any meds at all?
Uh...
Nothing except for the antacids
that I've come to rely on like a crutch.
Reba, I want you to find a couple of rocks.
Yeah, why?
Because I want you to take the salt and the antacid,
and I want you to grind it
into a fine powder with the rocks, okay?
Okay.
Okay, great.
Her brain is losing sodium.
The antacid should conceivably prevent her
from going into shock.
- Conceivably. - Yeah.
Put it this way... it can't do any harm.
And in the meantime, it'll give her
something active to do to distract her from the panic.
That's right.
I seem to remember you doing something like that for me.
And how'd that work out?
I'm still here.
Exactly.
And put it this way... stranger things have happened.
Tracy. Hey.
How is he?
We should have something to report very soon.
Look, what I said earlier...
your marriage is none of my business.
You were just being honest.
Well, you're not the person I need to get honest with.
Somebody left you?
Apology accepted.
Thank you.
We're still trying to solve your husband's paralysis.
We're not giving up on him.
I don't want to, either.
I love him so much.
But this year has been... just crazy.
His behavior is... the other night,
I found him standing outside in his underwear,
in the middle of the night, holding a rifle.
That sounds like more than just eccentric behavior.
I even... I even called a divorce lawyer.
I hung up before she answered.
Russ' imaging is in.
I'll come find you.
Hey, Charlie.
I'm still here.
Yeah, I can see that.
Yeah, so why haven't you fixed me up yet?
You got a bone to pick with me?
You just make that up on the fly?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Bone to pick?
An orthopedic surgeon.
Never mind.
So, what's the holdup?
Why am I still paralyzed, doc?
Uh, I don't really have an answer quite yet, Russ.
Look, the farm, Tracy... I'm nothing without them.
I wake up, I'm still paralyzed,
I could lose them both.
I understand that, okay? I'm-I'm doing my best here.
Well... well, maybe your best isn't good enough.
Maybe you need my help.
No.
No, I'm good. I got this.
Look, I have very good instincts about these sorts of things.
Like predicting the weather by listening to the cows moo?
Yeah.
Y-you do the same thing.
No, I don't.
You're standing here talking to a ghost.
What's the difference?
I'm a doctor, a pretty good one.
I'm gonna make sure you walk out of here, okay, Russ?
But right now, I need to do things... my way.
Good chat.
Come on, Reba. You can do this.
I know you can.
Dawn.
Don't let me die out here all by myself.
What are you doing?
Reba, do you remember in third year
when you got that really nasty eye infection
and I had to read to you?
You were doing that paper
on "pride and prejudice: Gender and role reversal"
"in 19th century literature."
How did I even remember that, right?
I do.
I remember that.
It's one of my best memories.
Mine too.
With you, it was the sound of your voice.
So calming.
You be Elizabeth.
I'm sorry. What?
Gender and role reversal.
Come on. Let's do this.
I'm Mr. Darcy.
O-kay. Well, um... well, you go first.
"In vain I have struggled."
"It will not do."
"My feelings will not be repressed."
"You must allow me to tell you"
"how ardently I admire and love you."
"If I could feel gratitude, I would now thank you."
"But I cannot."
"I have never desired your good opinion,"
"and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly."
We lost her.
No.
Nothing.
She's all alone out there, Zach.
I-I know. I know.
Hey, look, it's okay. Hey, hey, it's okay.
The medics are on their way.
What if they don't make it to her on time?
She's my oldest friend
from before...
All of this.
I know, I know. It's okay.
I know that look.
What look?
This is one of his many
"I'm figuring this out, but I got"
"the weight of the world on my shoulders" looks.
Although, I haven't seen this particular variation in a while.
Oh, yeah. I totally see it.
Yeah, what does this look say?
Oh. I don't think I can repeat that
in a professional environment.
Okay.
Uh, this is what Russ' chest and spine looked like
when he came into the E.R.
So we plated the ribs here, repaired the spleen there,
but his legs are paralyzed.
So we need to look at
the thoracolumbar portion of his spine.
Any questions, comments, observations, or theories?
Hmm. Maybe a splinter from one of his ribs
cracked off and that's what pierced his spleen.
Plausible theory.
However, we know there were clean breaks only...
no splintering.
This is the second X-ray.
This is what his spine and ribs look like right now.
He's had surgery on his clavicle.
Oh. Sorry. Just an observation.
No, Cassie, that's actually very good.
This clavicle injury is old, maybe happened in his teens.
How do you know that?
Because the surgeon who repaired the fracture
used Kirschner wires,
and we don't use them anymore to repair clavicles.
Anyone want to know why?
Because they break.
And migrate.
This morning, Russ had two K-wires in his clavicle,
and now there is a tiny piece missing.
Which means...
Yep.
There's the little bugger right there,
impinging on the vertebrae.
Case of the migrating K-wire.
I've got chills.
So, we just need to get in there,
remove the piece of broken wire,
and give Russ his mobility back.
Wow. Dr. Harris, how did you do that?
We did that
using good, old-fashioned medicine.
Look, it's okay. They said that she just landed.
Five minutes ago.
They also said that she's stable.
Okay, just stop trying to make me feel better.
It has the opposite effect.
You were a huge help today.
I wouldn't have been able to keep her calm without you.
Well, I would say that it's my pleasure,
but I don't want it to have the opposite effect,
so I'll just say...
it was my pleasure.
I'm still your boss.
No, you're not.
Yes, I am.
I'm the chief of...
Surgery?
Yeah. I'm not a surgeon.
There she is.
Reba!
When we found her, she was barely conscious,
but she's responding well to the antivenom.
Ah, you're a sight for sore eyes.
This is Dr. Miller.
Oh, hi.
You saved my life. I love you guys.
It's a pleasure to meet you finally in person.
Dawn, I can't believe
you've been keeping this one a secret from me.
You make such a cute couple.
I just need to close my eyes for a second.
Thank you, sweetheart.
- Of course. - Mm.
Molly.
Must be hard watching your mom struggle.
Don't pretend like you and mom aren't making plans.
What do you mean, plans?
For the end... you know, how she wants to go.
That's all she wants to talk about lately.
Is that why you fought?
Yeah.
Molly, we are a long way off from that.
You really have no idea?
Alex, she's giving up.
What are you talking about?
Does my mom seem super-zen to you these days...
you know, buddhist quotes, taking everything in stride?
She did mention a bit earlier.
That's what my mom does when she's packing it in.
That's what she did when she left my dad.
But the thing is...
I'm not ready for her to go.
I am really, really not ready to let her go.
Let's give her every reason to stay.
Hmm?
Yeah. Okay.
Tracy.
Is he okay?
Yes.
We, um... we figured out
what was causing your husband's paralysis.
Tell me it's good news, please.
It is. Dr. Harris identified the problem.
We were able to fix it.
You mean he's gonna walk again?
Yes.
That's great news.
Why-why aren't you acting as though that's great news?
Tracy, Russ' full MRI results came in.
Do you see that area right there?
Uh-huh.
That shows Russ has a shrunken hippocampus.
I don't know what that means.
We think he's exhibiting signs of early-onset Alzheimer's.
He's...
he's only 43.
We know this is a lot to wrap your head around,
but it could explain some of Russ' erratic behavior.
I need to see him.
Yeah, of course.
What is it?
There's a storm.
It's my neighbors.
A huge electrical storm just rolled in.
Flash floods.
They say it came out of nowhere.
Come on.
I'll take you to him right now.
Dr. Stroman.
Dr. Reid.
Heard you took my patient on a little joyride.
Just 20 minutes uptown to pick up her daughter.
We were never far from a major medical facility.
That supposed to make me feel better?
Look...
I think we should be helping her to feel more hopeful.
As her doctor, that's not my job.
Well, as her friend, it is mine.
And she's giving up. She's feeling trapped.
I'm worried about her state of mind.
Alex, you should probably take a look at this.
What am I looking at?
Dana's latest P.E.T. scan results.
They just came in.
Hey.
Where's Molly?
She had to grab a bite.
So, uh, are we going somewhere?
Yeah.
Radiology, unfortunately.
Not another P.E.T. scan.
Oh, joy.
Buckle up.
Have we moved radiology to the lobby?
No, I'm taking you somewhere else.
Oh, my.
- Huh? - Oh, Alex.
You're taking me to the cottage.
Hope Zion's inaugural cottage fest.
- Mom. - Oh, you total sneak.
I can't believe you did all this.
Well, we had some help.
Oh, this is too much, really.
No, it's not.
We have something to celebrate.
She's right.
Uh, care to do the honors, Dr. Reid?
I would love to.
Your latest P.E.T. scan results...
Dana, your tumor shrunk.
Alex, I... that's...
2.4 centimeters.
Oh, down from 4.8.
That's right.
That's...
And there's more.
More good news?
Oh, gosh.
I don't think I can take more good news today.
Dana, you've been accepted into
the latest trial at Sacred Mercy.
Oh.
Dr. Binari is experimenting with a new drug
on breast-cancer patients.
I sent him your latest scan.
And I'm a candidate now?
Yes, you and your obedient tumor.
John.
John, wow.
If I had known you were doing all of this,
I never would have treated you like such a fascist.
Oh, yes, you would have.
Don't stay up too late now.
No. Thank you. Thank you, John.
Well, let's get this party started, shall we?
You got it.
Oh, sweetheart, this is amazing.
- Hey. - Hey, Charlie.
Hey.
So, I did it.
What?
That thing that I think you were suggesting
during our impromptu debate club this morning.
Really?
Yeah, I, uh... I spent the day without them.
And?
And it didn't go off without its hiccups,
but, um... I got it done.
No one died.
So you'll talk to Shahir? You'll book the surgery.
I already did.
You know, I didn't really drop out of the debate club.
I was booted out... unsportsmanlike conduct.
I don't even want to know what that looks like in debating.
I'll show you later.
Hey.
How's our Jane Austen?
She's gonna be just fine.
Good.
How are you?
Zach, you can stop pitying me, okay?
I'm moving on.
That is so far from how I feel about you, Dawn.
Good.
Great.
I mean, look how far you've come
from bedbugs to chief of surgery.
It's kind of too bad, though, actually.
Oh, yeah, why's that?
Well, it's just that
person your friend was describing...
Yeah?
I'd drop off the grid for that woman.
Hi.
We did a good thing today.
Yeah, we did.
We saved a life, maybe even a marriage.
Can I change my mind about the tequila shots?
I'm married.
Barnes, McCarthy, and Lyons.
Yeah.
It's my wife... or her lawyer, actually.
It's getting a little messy.
All the more reason for tequila.
No kidding.
Look, it's complicated.
Deserve better than that.
Okay, attention, everyone.
Let's start the show.
Lights, please.
Let's make a wish for Dana.
Thank you, darling.
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