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Charlotte?
Charlotte.
Close the door.
I don't want anyone to see me.
Okay, okay, okay.
It's okay.
Shh, shh, shh. I got you.
Shh, shh.
Um, I'm not sure.
Is that Dr. King?
Is there anything that we can...
- I've got it. - She needs to be admitted.
I've got it.
He took my wallet. That's what he...
he robbed me.
Can you lie back for me?
I woulda just given it to him, but he...
I don't know. He just kept hitting me.
- I need you to lie back so I can take a look at you. - I'm fine.
My hand hurts. I got robbed. He took my wallet.
I just... I need a bandage, and I'll be good as new.
Charlotte, your hand is broken,
so is your wrist...
maybe your nose...
possibly your eye socket.
Oh.
Let me examine you.
I...
I can't take medication...
pills.
- You know that. - I know.
I need a gown.
Okay.
Have the nurses get me into it.
All right.
Get Sheila.
Not one of those nosy bitches out there. Sheila.
She knows how to keep her mouth shut.
- She's on four. - Okay, I'll go get Sheila, and I'll be right back.
But, Charlotte, please...
Unh.
There's a nurse named Sheila on four. Go get her.
One of you, call the police.
And, all of you, get back to work.
You don't want to ask your bride to be...
about strippers. They don't like it.
Besides, strippers are... they are germs.
No, I'm not gonna do anything with the stripper.
- It's a right of passage. - Get the stripper.
Every man should have a woman dance on a table for him
before he takes the plunge.
Hell. You want me to take my top off and dance now?
- 'Cause I will. - Oh, I'm drunk.
I know I'm drunk because I just considered
doing very bad things to you...
things that involve spankings.
I like you. I like everybody.
- Okay, back up. Back up, buddy. - Okay. Back up.
I hate being the designated driver.
Yeah, well, even with three drinks in me,
I can still kick your ass at pool.
Two unis found him.
He was wandering the streets shouting to himself.
In L.A.? Just shocking.
I know, right?
But here's the deal... he had blood on his clothes.
And you didn't take him to the hospital?
You and I both know... not his blood.
He had scratches on him. Pretty good bruise on his face.
But it wasn't his blood.
We tried to talk to him. We tried to help him.
He kicked one of the unis. They had to arrest him.
Because there aren't any actual criminals in L.A.
I was sleeping, you know?
Shelly, I'm trying to do a good thing here.
He's a messed up guy.
Now maybe he witnessed something,
maybe he did something bad, but you're on the 5150 team,
so do your job, evaluate the guy.
His name's Lee. That's all we could get.
Do me a favor.
Turn off the cameras, huh?
He was about... 5'8" or bigger.
Blond maybe.
Maybe brown hair. I... I don't know.
He had on jeans or... khakis.
- I don't know for sure what he was wearing. - Ow! - Sorry.
Are you positive this guy's not still in the building?
Security did a sweep, floor to floor. Does that mean you're sure
or are you just saying you're sure?
Addison, what are you doing here?
You're not on call.
I had a mom who thought that she was in labor.
It was a false alarm, and then... I heard.
Ma'am, is there anything else you can tell us?
- Did he say anything? - She's told you everything.
- He didn't say anything. - You see? Now go and find the guy.
- We have to complete the report. - Report?
- And the forensic nurs needs to collect samples. - Screw that.
- She's injured. She needs medical attention. - There's a process here.
And she's been through enough tonight.
Okay, now you're getting in the way of us doing our job.
Your job is find the guy!
There's a violent criminal out there.
- I'm sorry. - Okay, everybody out. Move!
- Ma'am... - You heard her.
- I said out. - Come on. Let's go. Out.
- You, too. - I haven't finished. She needs...
Pete.
Life is a bitch, ain't it?
Let's get you cleaned up.
I have a lot of time! I have a lot of time.
Hey. What are you...
Violet! You're in a bar with a baby.
Are you loco?
Have you gone... have you gone a little cuckoo?
Why don't you people answer your phone?
What's wrong?
Coop, wait.
Okay, thank you.
I have everything.
I just need to bag your clothes, okay?
That's the worst of it.
Charlotte, it means a lot...
that you called me.
I... I know that we haven't always...
I'm here for you, whatever you need.
Okay?
Underwear?
What?
I have a dress, a bra, two shoes,
but there's no underwear.
Oh.
I don't wear underwear.
They just... get in the way.
She doesn't.
I think it's gross, but to each his own, right?
I guess.
You'll need the H.I.V. cocktail,
the morning-after pill,
S.T.D. prophylaxis, and a pelvic.
Right?
Right.
I don't think I want you down there one handed.
I just need to examine you
for any internal tears or injuries.
And then I'll do a rape kit. I'll collect
pubic hairs, pelvic washings, blood samples...
No rape kit.
Charlotte...
I wasn't raped. I was robbed.
- Charlotte... - No rape kit.
- Charlotte... - What you and I know,
those cops out there, they don't know.
They know I was robbed.
Now you can't tell anyone.
No rape kit.
I'm so sorry, Charlotte,
but I have a legal obligation...
I called you.
Okay. It's okay.
No rape kit.
He took my wallet.
He didn't take anything else.
No rape kit.
No rape.
Hey! How is she?
She's with Addison. She's okay considering...
What the... what the hell happened? What happened?
The guy beat her up and stole her wallet.
- Where are the cops? - The cops are on it.
Okay, wh... what the hell happened, Pete?
I mean... I mean, where is she? I mean, where is she?
- I need to... I need to know... she's... - Hey.
- Whoa. Hold on. Hold on. Easy. Easy. - Come over here, buddy.
- Come over here. - They were in a bar.
- Hey, the nanny's coming to pick up Lucas, so can you... - Yeah, yeah. Go.
- All right. - Are you sober?
- Below the legal limit. - Charlotte took a blow to her eye socket and vomited.
- It could be a concussion. It could be... - I'll get a C.T. of her head and facial bones
- and do a neuro exam. - It's gonna be okay.
- It's not okay. Charlotte is hurt... - You're not focused. You're drunk.
- And I'm not... okay, Charlotte's hurt, and I'm drunken. - Calm down. Calm down.
- Charlotte's hurt. - Yes.
Okay. Okay. I'm gonna kill somebody.
I'm gonna kill somebody. Let me go!
- Guys, come on! - Not until you calm down.
- I'm calm... calm. I'm calm. I'm calm. - Calm down.
Sorry.
Oh!
Ow!
Coop.
What the... what the hell happened?
Can you tell me what you were doing?
You were on the streets.
You seemed confused, they said.
Were you nervous? Is that why you kicked the cop?
You're clean, you're well-fed,
you're not homeless.
Is someone missing you?
Do you need me to... help get you home
or away from home or, uh...
I'm not a cop.
I hate cops.
They call me Shelly,
and I hate guys that call me Shelly.
I just want to make sure you're okay.
I'm on your side.
I had a bad night.
Well... that happens.
- Ouch. - You sobering up? 'Cause I can hang another bag.
No. I'm sober. And I need to get to Charlotte.
- You need to let the bag finish. - I need to get to Charlotte.
- Hey. - How's she doing?
- What room is she in? - You need to prepare yourself. She doesn't look great.
I can handle it. What room is she in?
524E.
Oh... okay.
Hell of a night.
Yeah.
It's good you were here.
A woman who's been... attacked
is usually more comfortable with another woman.
Yeah.
Addison.
Coop.
Coop, come here.
Come here.
I'm okay, Coop.
Okay.
I'm okay.
It's gonna be okay.
It's important that you don't move while the C.T. is...
I know how a C.T. works.
Sorry. Of course you do.
You know, you're gonna need stitches.
Yay for me.
I could page somebody in plastics.
I don't want to involve plastics.
Less people that know your business, the better.
I get it.
I could do 'em.
I've, uh, got a gift with sutures.
Never leave a scar.
It's freakish how good I am.
Thank you.
Plus, you get the good drugs that go along with stitches.
No drugs for me.
Mm.
God, grant me the serenity...
to accept the things I cannot change...
The courage to change the things I can...
And the wisdom to know the difference.
I thought you seemed like one of my people.
Well, it takes one to know one.
Mm.
I've been drinking ta lot lately.
No pills, but, um...
drinking.
Which is a gateway.
You been going to meetings?
No.
You need to take your butt to meetings.
I'll go with you. I know the best ones.
Thanks.
No problem.
Now remember, don't move.
The nanny says she'll watch Lucas as long as we need.
We should pay her more.
She's probably a lawyer in her country or something.
- Violet... - No, I'm saying, she... she takes care of our son.
She keeps him safe.
We should pay her everything we have.
The world's a dangerous place.
Hey. I was just texting Naomi.
She's freaking out, but she told me to tell you
that she knows that you have everything covered.
- Yeah. Uh, is she coming home? - She can't.
She's stuck in Zurich doing some money thing
- for William's foundation. - Oh. Um...
- Should we call Sheldon? - I tried. He's working at the precinct,
unreachable, but I'll tell him in the morning.
Oh, okay.
What?
Nothing. It's just that...
that Nai and Sheldon always know what to do.
Addison...
What?
Hey.
Addison...
Nothing. It's just, um...
it's just been a hard night.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, Addison.
Oh.
- I'm so grateful it wasn't you. - Don't say that.
You don't know what Charlotte's going through.
I'm sorry, but I...
with everything... Maya... I just...
I don't know if I could handle any more bad news.
Right.
I get that.
- All right. I gotta go, uh... - Yeah, right.
- Amelia's doing a C.T. on Charlotte... - Right.
- And she needs me. - Of course. Uh, Addison...
Right. Okay.
You know, I'd really like it
if you told me what you meant
when you said you had a bad night.
It was bad.
That's all I want to say about it right now, okay?
Okay.
Hey, c... can I ask you something?
Okay.
What's your last name?
McHenry.
That's a good name.
Have you ever thought of, uh...
I don't know, hurting yourself
or hurting someone else or...
I just want to go home.
I know you do. And I'm... I'm sorry, but you can't.
Not yet. Not until you tell me what happened tonight.
There's no hurry, and I don't want you to feel rushed,
but... you can't go home until you tell me.
You understand?
This room is gross.
Yeah.
Yeah. It smells like urine.
Yeah. I don't like it.
I don't like it.
Who hurt you, Lee?
You ready?
You can't take anything for this pain?
She's allergic to local anesthetics,
and she's in N.A.
I'm fine. Just do it.
Mm.
How many more?
You're doing great, Charlotte.
How many more?
It's a guess, but...
maybe 50.
- So now how many more? - Go get a cup of coffee.
No. I'm not leaving her. Cooper...
I could use some coffee. I...
Really, I could.
Look at me, Cooper.
It's okay. You go. Come back with coffee.
A latte, please.
I'm gonna start again.
You ready?
Yeah.
Pete said there's no neuro damage.
Good. That's good.
I called the cops. There's no news.
But I'm gonna stay on top of 'em, call 'em every day.
And I checked our home security system. We have a doorman,
but I'm gonna hire somebody to... to watch the apartment,
'cause, you know, maybe that will make her feel safer.
- People never feel safe after an attack. I mean, right? - Well, Cooper...
I mean, you hid in the closet when the doorbell rang,
so I'm thinking that an armed man outside our apartment door
would give her some peace of mind, right?
What do you think that costs, like, 50, 60 bucks an hour?
'Cause I can cover that. Maybe she'll need a bodyguard,
like a, you know, like a 24-hour-a-day person
- to go with her everywhere for a while... - Cooper.
I'm supposed to protect her.
I know it's the 21st century,
and you women have all surpassed us in lifespan,
academic achievement, intelligence,
and... you know, well, everything else,
but...
Look, when I was a kid, my dad taught me one thing.
He said, "you find a woman, you marry her,
you get her pregnant,
you spend the rest of your life taking care of her."
Maybe that's cro-magnon or something, but...
I mean, I am her man.
I'm supposed to keep her safe.
Well, I have been where she is,
and I can tell you that...
you don't have to be tough.
You just have to be there.
Okay?
Okay.
Now come here.
You know, and for the record,
cro-magnon is a relief sometimes.
Sometimes cro-magnon is really hot.
Right?
Do you know what this is?
It's your file.
It's not thick.
It's just a couple of pages. So that's good. Okay?
Okay.
What's it say?
No criminal record.
- Dishonorable discharge from the Navy. - That was a long time ago.
I know. I know.
It's just that it's in your file, so...
I have a job now.
I have a girlfriend. I'm normal now.
Can you tell me about your girlfriend?
We had a fight.
A fight? When?
Tonight?
She was screwing this guy in our bed,
and I caught her.
Well, that sounds like quite a fight.
She was throwing stuff, and, uh...
I was yelling.
And then she hit me.
- You were angry. - No, I wasn't. No.
No, she's... she's my whole life...
my whole life.
She's my everything, you know?
She's real sweet, a good person.
I just don't understand why she would...
You felt betrayed.
You know what that betrayal is called?
A stressor.
It adds stress to your life...
a lot of stress.
Yeah.
Stressed about covers it.
You have a lot of blood on your.
Where'd that come from?
Hey.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.
I wasn't really asleep.
I don't think I'm gonna be sleeping much...
Ever again.
Charlotte...
Don't.
He could do this to someone else.
Charlotte, if you don't report this...
there are other women to think about here.
I said don't.
There's no shame.
It's not your fault.
You need support, counseling.
You need...
if you try to keep this secret,
it is going to eat you alive.
I know it.
You ever been violated?
Anybody rape you lately?
I'm trying to help.
All right. Let me tell you what it's like.
You know those made-for-tv movies
where some woman's always crouched down naked in a shower,
holding her knees and sobbing,
'cause when she closes her eyes,
she can still feel the guy's hands on her?
How when they show the attack,
the woman's eyes go all blank and still,
and she goes to some other place in her mind
just to deal with the horror of what's happening to her
while some lilith fair song plays?
It is nothing like that.
It's dirty...
and sweaty...
and he licks your face,
and he wipes himself off in your hair.
And when you try to scream,
he punches you so hard, you see God.
And then he goes at you again...
ripping stuff you didn't even know you had,
'cause he enjoyed it so much the first time.
I know you're trying to help,
but if helping me means that everyone...
that Cooper...
but if helping me is gonna be looking at me
the way you're looking at me now...
please... do not help me.
I'm gonna...
I'm sorry.
I'll go.
Let's do something about your pain.
You know how I feel about hoodoo.
Where does it hurt most?
My soul.
My hand...
and my face.
Okay. Then I'll start there.
Sheila?
I understand,
you don't want to discuss the blood.
I don't. You can't make me.
- Would you mind if I talk to your girlfriend, maybe called her? - No, you can't do that.
How come?
Emasculating bitch.
Always trying to...
emasculating bitch. I showed her.
How come, Lee? It wasn't just about the cheating, was it?
She's an emasculating bitch!
- Lee, what did you do to your girlfriend? - I didn't do anything.
- If she's hurt... - I didn't do anything.
Not to her.
Then whose blood is it?
Not hers.
Turn the cameras back on.
Pete helped her with her pain.
Cooper's in there with her now.
You should see if she'll talk to someone,
a psychiatrist.
Mm. I gotta be honest.
I don't want to go in there.
It's kinda like Nam for me.
Right now, Charlotte is Vietnam,
and I'm a vet.
Can you believe this happened,
to someone we know...
Again?
I think we're cursed.
When I became a doctor, I thought...
it would all be fat babies and happy moms.
I thought I was gonna be able to help people.
Not this. Not any of this.
- We help people. - Yeah, but what's the point
when we can't even help ourselves?
Hey. There you are, Addie.
Mm.
Do either of you guys want a bag of over-processed,
partially dehydrogenated crap?
No, thanks. I'm good.
- What time is it? - 4:00 a.m.
I've got surgery tomorrow morning.
Do you think... is it rude if I leave and go home?
- What's the etiquette? - What?
I want to stay, but I mean,
I don't think anybody would mind if I went home.
Oh, you... you want to go home, Sam?
Fine. Go. Go. Go rest your head on a pillow.
- Sleep the sleep of angels. - He's saying he's tired, Addison.
- He's not... - I know what he's saying, Amelia.
He's saying it doesn't matter what happened to someone else
- because it didn't happen to him, so he's good. He's out. - What's going on with you?
Sit down. You're tired.
Nothing. I...
You're right. I'm tired.
We're all...
Tired.
It's nothing.
I'll go. No, I will.
Ugh.
I need to write a memo.
- What? - A doctor was attacked on hospital grounds.
People are gonna be concerned for their safety.
- I have to write a memo. - Someone else can do that.
- I'm chief of staff. - You don't have to worry about it right now.
I'm chief of staff.
- Of course I have to worry about it right now. - Everyone will understand.
- I don't want 'em to understand. I'm the boss. - You're the victim...
You ever call me "the victim" again, this marriage is off.
- You hear me? - Okay.
- Off. - Okay.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Where you going, Cooper?
I'm just walking.
Coop, where you going?
- You shouldn't. - I am.
You don't need to see it.
Yeah, I do, actually.
- Cooper... - Shut up, Violet.
- Cooper... - Stop talking.
She fought. She fought him.
She's 90 pounds soaking wet, but she's a fighter.
Whose blood is it, Lee?
Was someone else an emasculating bitch,
someone that looked like your girlfriend?
I mean, come on, Lee, in the end, they're all bitches.
Right?
She told me to wait my turn.
Who?
I just wanted some help, and she told me to...
she wasn't nice.
She had it coming.
Yeah, of course she did.
She had it coming! What did you do to her?
I hit her.
I hit her hard, and she fought.
She was a bitch in heat, and she fought.
But I gave it to her.
I gave it to her so good.
Who'd you give it to, Lee?
They're all the same. You hear me?
They're all the same.
They're all the same!
- Get him off of him! Get him off! - They're all the same!
Get him off of him!
I can wait.
I'll wait it out.
I love you.
I can't tell you.
Are you breaking up with me?
That's... that's funny?
Oh.
Oh, my God. I needed that.
Sam, I love you. You know that, right?
Well, I do now.
- What is it you're not telling me? - I can't.
- Talk to me. - If I start talking to you,
then I'm not gonna be able to stop talking, and this...
this is not something I can talk to you about.
- Okay, I need you to trust me. Do you trust me? - Yes, I trust you.
So then please don't ask. Just...
tell me everything's gonna be okay.
Everything is gonna be okay.
And just be here and don't leave me alone.
Okay.
What are you doing? You should be in bed.
- Help me get these on. - You don't need to put 'em on. You...
my ass is swinging in the wind, Coop. Help me.
Fine.
I'll do it. I'll do it. I'll do it.
Untie this gown.
Get me in that shirt.
Charlotte...
I want to go home.
Please.
I don't want to be in this hospital.
Okay, okay. Okay.
Mm.
Thank you.
Look at me.
Thank you...
for loving me.
Take me home.
Thanks.
So, uh... was he telling the truth,
or was he, you know, crazy?
Both. You gonna hold him?
Well, we could arraign him on assault.
I mean, he kicked a cop, he attacked you.
If he makes bail, even if you say to hold him on a psych eval,
he'll be out on the street in 72 hours.
- He raped someone. - Yeah.
- There's a woman out there that he raped. - We can put his D.N.A. in the system,
but there's no victim.
I mean, to hold him, to charge him,
someone's gotta file charges.
We gotta get a case.
Joe... the man's a rapist.
Ain't life a bitch, Shelly?
We should get you a wheelchair.
I walk outta here on my own steam
unless I'm in a body bag or a coma.
I walk outta here
No!
Don't you people have somewhere to be?
Don't let me fall.
I won't.
N...
No!