"So, what do you think of, uh, Alex's decision?" "Well, she is right." "It is safer to wait until after the baby's born to do a paternity test, so..." " It's the right thing to do." " Yeah." "Just need to show a little bit of patience." " But?" " Well, come on, man." "We're not exactly masters of patience when it comes to Alex." "No, but this isn't just about you and me anymore." "This is..." "Or even Alex, for that matter." "So it's..." "We wait." "Agreed." "Deal?" "Yep." "Deal." "So, we'll put in the stent." "I'll handle the vascular if you can retract." "Damn it." " You okay?" " Yeah." "Yeah, I'm totally fine." "Do you need help putting on your mask?" "No, I most certainly do not." "Dr. Reid, could you come here for a sec?" "Dr. Katz." "Yeah." "What do you need?" "You shouldn't be in that surgery, Alex." "It was just a hand cramp." "No, there's radioactive fluoroscopy in there." "You're pregnant, radiation..." "bad for babies." "There's no more radiation than in an ultrasound." "Don't do it." "I'm new here, but I've heard stories, and you are remarkably unlucky." "I wouldn't take any chances with your baby right now." " Seriously?" " Doctor's orders." "I'll take the surgery." "Larouche can assist me." "Thanks." "Go, uh, do some paperwork or something." "All right." " Hey." " Hey." "So, I, um..." "I saw on the board that you've got three hip replacements this afternoon." "That is correct." "I wanted to see if I could trade you one for my arthroscopic knee shaving at 5:00." "Want to see if I can hit the gym sometime today." "Or you could just keep checking your phone like a teenager." "I'm so sorry, man." "I'm supposed to hear from my lawyer today about all the... um..." "Yeah." "Right." "Um, hey, just forget about the knee thing, man." "No, mate, honestly, I'm happy to take it." "Anything to take my mind off the fact that..." "I may or may not be going to trial for a murder." "More paperwork." "Someone call a code beige." "I feel completely useless." "Hmm." "Who are you, and what have you done with Alex Reid?" "Oh she's pregnant and basically forbidden to work." "You can always do dermatology." "What's *** and beyond." "Thanks." "I'm a fledgling obstetrician, but, uh, you want my advice?" "Yes." "Take a walk." " What?" " Fresh air will do you good." "And it will make me feel like I'm doing something." "Thanks, Maggie." "You're very welcome." "Hello." "I'm Dr. Harris." "What?" "That's... that's not him?" "And you are leaving." "She want to see Dr. Joel." "She already told the other guy." "Okay, well, I'm the guy who's here right now, so, Sou, why don't you, um, tell me what it is that brought you here." "She doesn't speak, and she is as stubborn as an ox." "Yeah, I can see that." "Look, it took everything I had to get her to come in here today." "Go get Dr. Joel." "Okay, um, Sou, can I just have a look?" "Sou?" "Sou?" "Sou?" "You're holding your mouth." "Can you tell me where... just where you..." "Okay, those are your teeth." "I..." "Look, I need you to sit down right now." "Sit down now, please." "Just... okay." "Um, Sou..." "I need you to take this and apply some pressure on your mouth." " What happened?" " Okay." "You keep her here and, uh, I will go get Dr. Joel." "You're going for a hike?" "So many things can bite you up there." "Everyone's so worried about me." "Because you're pregnant, and you had open-heart surgery." "Alex, go easy." "I know, and everybody keeps saying that, too." "You know, I've been doing more paperwork than a photocopier." "Look at this." "Shahir." "Okay, you shouldn't lift anything heavy, and don't refinish furniture." "Hmm." "Oh, because of the solvents." "And don't change cat litter." "That's because of the toxoplasmosis." "Well, I don't have a cat." "Where are you getting all this stuff from, anyway?" "I got a cat." "Did I tell you?" " No." " Yeah." "I named her after my favorite actress." "Kathy Bates." "I'm going now." "Okay, well, make sure you call me as soon as you leave the forest." " I will." "Bye." " Bye." "Hey." "Come here." "What are you doing out here?" "Come on!" "Someone help, please!" "Please." "Someone help, please." "I'm coming." "I'm coming!" "Oh, my god." "Please." "I'm coming." "I'm here to help." "Please." "I'm stuck." "Please help me." "I'm here." "I'm here." "I'm here." "I can't move." "I can see that." "Okay, my name's Alex." "I'm a doctor." "What's your name?" "Sam." "Is this your dog, Sam?" "Yeah." "Faro." "His name is Faro." "Faro's a good dog." "He brought me right to you." "How long have you been here?" "Uh, since this morning." "I-I was trail running," " and th-there was a storm last night." " Right." "Okay, so you run cross-country?" "Uh, the semi-finals are coming up." "Well, your heart rate's a little fast, Sam." "Can you feel your feet?" "Uh..." "Uh... yeah." "" " I-I think so." "Okay." "Aah!" "What about your big toe?" "Can you move it for me?" "Yeah." "Good." "And your ankle." "Move it up and down." "No." "No, no, no." "Is it broken?" "Yeah, I think it is." "Okay." "I'm gonna call for help." "You just hang in there, all right?" " Okay." " Hang in there." "Come on." "I'm not getting any cell reception." "So, plan "B."" "Sou." "Oh, Sou." "Yeah, tiny woman, doesn't speak." "Yeah." "Yeah, she's a patient of mine over at the clinic." " She's, uh, cambodian," " I think." "That's her." "She, uh, pulled out three of her teeth just like that." "Whoa." "Okay." "What do you think?" "Uh, could be a dental issue." " If she's lucky." " If she's lucky." "Hi, Sou." "What's happening?" "You want me to help you?" "You want to take a seat up here for me?" "That's it, sweetheart." "Thank you." "Okay, Sou, open your mouth up for me." "Open up." "Okay." "Just tilt your head back for me." "Charlie, you need to take a look at this." "Okay." "Just give me the "ah." There we go." " Oh, yeah, that's..." " Yeah." "How long has it been like this, Sou?" "How long have you had this?" "She's not..." "Uh, we... we're gonna have to admit you to the hospital right away." "Sou, where is your friend, the, um, uh..." " What's that, mate?" " Uh, nothing." "Hey, Zach, where's the, uh, the girl who came in with Sou?" "I have no idea." "She came in here alone." "Hello, stranger." "Hey." "Where you been?" "Just had to take a couple days off." "It's been lonely here without you." "I bet." "I'm sorry I didn't call." "Yeah, well you're here now." "So, listen." "I, uh, I have my vest." "I have my camo pants, which are different from my coma pants." "How about a little paintball?" "Melanda, I'm, uh..." ""Melanda," what?" "I'm just not really feeling it right now." "Oh, you'll feel it once I have you cornered in a bunker." "My head's not in it right now, so..." "Is something wrong?" "No." "I just..." "I got a lot on my plate, and..." "You're walking like an old man." "What's wrong?" "I don't want any paintball!" "Bernice." "Is that you?" "Bernice?" "Yeah, that's me." " Okay." " That's my name." "Okay, good." "So, what brought you into my E.R. today, Bernice?" "Oh, I need a note for worker's comp." "I think I have a repetitive strain injury from work." " What's your work?" " I'm a dancer." "What kind?" "Ballet." "I'm a ballerina." "Um, it hurts like the dickens when I do this." "So don't do that." "It's probably a deep abdominal strain or, um..." "But will you write me a note?" "I'm sorry." "It's not that easy." "But I can't keep dancing." "You know what?" "Why don't you bring it up with your company physician?" "'Cause he'll surely write you a note." "All right, I..." "I'm a stripper." "My stomach is killing me, probably from stress, but..." "Why didn't you just say that?" "You didn't need to lie." "'Cause I thought you wouldn't take me seriously." "Most people call me champagne." "Okay." "Show me where it hurts, Bernice." "Okay." "Does it hurt when I do this?" "No." " This?" " Aah!" "Yeah." "That hurts a lot." " You messing with me?" " No." "This is real." "For real." "Okay." "Well, I'm gonna have to do an ultrasound, but we're slammed right now, so just hang out here and I'll come back in a little bit, okay?" " Okay." " Okay." "Just hang out." " Thank you." " You're welcome." "What are you doing?" "I'm gonna splint your broken leg, Sam." "I can hardly even feel it." "Well, I guess you're gonna have to trust me on this one, okay?" "It's broken." "And it may seem like small potatoes, but I got to fix it." "Okay, so you're a runner, right?" "Come on." "Tell me something." "What do you like?" "Uh, magic cards, Andy Samberg." "He's a funny guy." "What about running?" "What do you like about it?" "When I'm alone, I-I-I-I, you know," "I can hear my-my breathing." "I..." "Y-you're hurting me." "Are you heckling me?" "Tell me about the run, the finals." "I-I-I-I came in 10th last year." "From the whole city?" "That's amazing." "I'm, uh..." "I'm allergic to peanut butter." "You're not missing much." "Hey, you got a girlfriend?" "I, uh, I got a couple." "Okay, Casanova." "I'm gonna go up higher to try to get cell reception, all right?" "No, no, no." "Please don't leave." "Please." "It's gonna be okay." "Just listen to me." "You need to stay warm." "Hey, you ever cozy up with Faro?" "Faro, Faro, lie down, boy." "Lie down." "Good." "Okay." "I'm gonna be back." "Don't worry." "Good boy." "Good boy, Faro." "Oh." "Okay." "Hi." "Hello, I need an ambulance to rattlesnake point hiking trail." "I have a teenager." "He's about, uh, a mile and a half in." "He's been trapped under a fallen tree." "He's hypothermic." "He has grade-two strength through his extremities." "Yes, I'll-I'll stay on the line." "Just, uh... hello?" "Hello?" "No, no, no." "Oh." "Come on." "So, we've discovered a tumor in the roof of your mouth." "Sou, you have cancer." "Um, the tumor's about the size of a ping-pong ball." "It's very large for this-this area." "It's partially blocking your airway, which is why you're having the difficulties you are breathing." "There's no guarantee we could remove it all, and, well, quite frankly, even if we could, there'd..." "There'd be no way for us to fix the damage that we would do to your hard palate." "We just don't see any surgical option." "Sorry." "Do you understand what we're saying?" "Okay, is there anyone we can contact for you?" "Her son." "Samnang." "Samnang?" "Excuse me." "What?" "Samnang." "Samnang?" "Your, uh, your son?" "His name is Samnang?" "Okay." "Well, we'll-we'll do our best to-to get ahold of him." "He won't come." "She hasn't seen him in years." "Well, you can't win them all." "How did you know about the son?" "Um... admissions form." "Your lawyer?" "No." "The E.R." "Catch you later." "Thanks, mate." "Who are you?" "I'm her sister..." "Chantou." "And I've been walking beside her for almost 40 years." " How?" " It doesn't matter." "Bring Samnang back to her." "I'm not going anywhere until you do." "Oh, no, no, no." "Sam?" "Sam!" "Sam?" "Talk to me, honey." "Talk to me." "I-I-I'm just too tired." "I know you are, but you have to stay awake, all right?" "Sam?" "Sam!" "Sam, wake up." "Wake up, okay?" "Can't... can't..." "look..." "You just have to keep going." "I know what you're trying to do." "You're... you're trying to distract me because I'm dying." "You are not dying." " I can't feel my feet." " Okay." "Okay." "All right." "I'm gonna take your blood pressure, honey, okay?" "Here we go." "Can you just... just tell my dad that I'm not..." "I'm not mad at him for leaving?" "You can tell him yourself." "No, I can't." "I'm too tired." "No, I need you, Sam." "Where's your allergy pen?" "My what?" "You're allergic to peanuts." "Your allergy pen." "I know it's on you." "Where is it?" " My jacket." " Okay." " We're working as a team, all right?" " Yes." " You gonna inject me?" " Sort of." "If I give you a dose, you'll get one big rush, but then it'll go away in five minutes, so what we're gonna do is we're gonna give you small doses of epinephrine to keep your blood pressure up, all right?" "Like sprints?" "Yes." "Exactly." "Okay, you need to stay awake, though." "Stay with me, all right?" "There you go." "And there it is." "All right." "Good job." "You're doing great, okay?" "Just hang on a little bit longer." "Just a little bit longer." "There's really nothing we can do." "I can't accept that." "She's been through... we've been through too much already." "I'm sorry." "I..." "When she came over, she had nothing." "And then she had him." " Samnang?" " Yes." "He was her-her everything." "And when they took him away from her, she never recover." "But he's grown up now." "Bring him back to her." "I don't..." "I don't know if I can do that." " I mean, I..." " Please." "She needs someone who can take care of her." "Someone who-who is isn't a..." "A ghost?" "Yes." "I died 40 years ago on a boat from Cambodia, escaping the Khmer Rouge." "Yeah." "I'm sorry." "How is it you're still here?" "I am inside my sister." "I died." "For days in a shipping container, she lay beside my dead body." "There was no food." "She would have died, too." "She...?" "To survive, yes." "I am inside of her." "I kept her alive." "I protect her." "But now I found you." "Help us." "Please." "Okay, okay." "Gonna give you another one, okay?" "Okay." "There you go." "You're doing great." "Come on, kid." "Come on." "Sam?" " Sam?" " Yeah?" "Just hang on, okay?" "Hey, do you hear that?" "That's your ambulance." "It's coming for you, okay, so just... you have to hang on a little bit longer." " Can you do that?" " Yeah." "Okay, good." "What do you got for me, man?" "I need you to pop this shoulder back in." "An 83-year-old man with a dislocated scapula incurred during a tap dance here in the E.R." "The E.R.?" "Wait a second." "That's it." "That's it." "The scapula." "Thank you so much." "You are amazing." "I know." "So, are you gonna do this?" "Amazing." "Thank you." "Excuse me." "Hey." "The scapula." " What?" " The scapula's the thing, mate." " What are you talking about?" " I'm talking about Sou." "We can rebuild that hard palate by using a piece of her scapula." " Okay." " Yeah." "I mean, there's a chance we can still operate." "That's good." "That's very good, because we can't let this woman die." "I don't know how you do it, be around sick people all day." "You get used to it." "I don't know how you do what you do." "Hmm." "Everybody's born naked." "It's actually kind of cool when you strip it all away." "You know, you just feel free." "Hmm." "Then why do you want to go on worker's comp?" "I need to get out of that club." "My last boyfriend, he bartends there." "He ripped me off." "Well, I don't see any masses in the right lower quadrant." "Is that good?" "Very good." "Yeah." "He played me so bad." "And then when I found out he was doing the same thing with like three other girls," "I dumped his ass, and he went nuts." "He's basically been stalking me." " Geez." " Yeah." "Here, you can, uh, wipe that up." "Sit up when you're done." "Everything's looking normal." "Okay." "It just sucks because I have to deal with him on a nightly basis, which is why I really need out." "Ohh." "You okay?" "Oh, my god." "I'm so sorry." "No, that's okay." "I haven't had anything to drink since last call, I swear." "I need a full blood panel and urinalysis, please, right now." "What is wrong with me?" "I don't know." "But we're gonna find out." "It's okay." "It's okay." "These were my favorite shoes." "I'm really sorry." "Can you take him for me?" "He needs two liters of crystalloid and some vasopressors." " Do you have that on your bus?" " Yeah." "Okay, we'll use the pump and run it as an infusion." "He'll get that when we get him to the hospital." " Which hospital?" " Mimico pediatric." "No, you can't take him there." "They don't have the surgeons." "He has a spinal injury and serious internal bleeding." "Lady, we're mandated by law to take him to the nearest hospital." "I'm not a lady." "I'm a doctor." "And I'm telling you, you can't take him to Mimico because he'll die." "We got trouble." "What?" "Oh, he's in V-fib." "Charge the paddles." "Charging." "300 joules." " You ready?" " Charged." " Okay." " Clear." "No." "No pulse." "Again." " Clear." " Yeah?" "Come on, come on, come on." "Okay, let's go, let's go!" "Sam, you're gonna be okay." "All right?" "One, two, three." "You're doing just fine." "It's gonna be okay, Sam." "So, Zach was talking about the old guy's scapula, and it just hit me like a lightning bolt." "Hmm." "Oprah calls that the "aha" moment." "What?" "She does." "Anyway, I remember reading a paper by Dr. Gilbert and his team over at Princess Margaret Hospital." "Uh, they were harvesting these pieces of scapula." "And using them to replace the hard palate after tumor removal, but we've never done that here before, and this tumor is big." "She is also older than I would recommend for such an extensive surgery, but..." "She's tough." "She's tough." "Now, the tumor is blocking the pharynx, so her breathing's just gonna keep getting worse." "But it hasn't metastasized to her brain or her lungs, so..." "If we pull this off, she's got an 80% chance of survival." "Got one shot at this tumor." "Got to get it all." "We'll get it all." "Look at you guys." "You're like two peas in an... ortho-pod." "Right?" "No?" "Okay." "Listen to me." "You can't take him to Mimico." "Lady, it's my job." "I can't let you take this boy to a hospital that can't treat him." "I'm not putting myself on the line for you." "10875." "What?" "10875." "That's my medical college license number." "Put it on the chart." "He's my patient." "His B.P.'s dropping." "Come on." "Do the right thing here." "Bro, we're going to Hope Zion." "You're on the hook for this." "What, uh... what are you looking at?" "I am looking at your new blood work, trying to figure out what is wrong with you." "Any ideas?" "Not yet." "You're a bit of a mystery." "But I am here for 11 more hours, so..." "Don't got to tell me about long shifts on your feet." "At least you're not in platforms." "Ah!" "Ohh." "Is the pain getting worse?" "Yes." "Aren't there any more tests you can run?" "We've run all the tests." "You're a conundrum here." "Oh." "Okay." "Well, I'm gonna take that as a compliment." "As long as it doesn't mean "slut."" "It doesn't." "Are your eyes sore?" "Yeah, my vision is getting kind of blurry." "How blurry?" "Um, pretty bad, actually." "Maybe I need a new prescription." "What were you drinking last night?" "Oh." "You'll laugh if I tell you." "Tell me." "It's important." " Blue moons." " What's in that?" "Irish cream, blue curacao, and grenadine." "It's kind of my thing." "All my regulars know it." " How many of those did you drink?" " I don't know." "It was a busy night." " Why?" " Jackson!" "Why do you always yell at me?" "I don't know." "I need you to run a full blood panel and check for methanol poisoning." " I'm on it." " Thank you." "What poisoning?" "I'm afraid your ex-boyfriend might have tried poisoning you." "What?" "Blue curacao is a lot like antifreeze." "Wouldn't... wouldn't I have tasted it?" "Methanol is very sweet, and mixed with something like grenadine, you wouldn't have even known the difference." " Oh, my god." " Okay, you know what else?" "We got to get her on a bicarb I.V.," "And let's get an ethanol drip." " We don't have one." " What?" "Methanol poisoning is rare." "We don't stock an ethanol drip." "Well, th... what are you gonna do?" " No, don't walk away." " It's okay." "It's okay." "Look, we don't have a lot of time before she's in fulminant liver failure." "I need you to call General and find out if they have an ethanol drip." " Yeah, I'm on it." " Thank you." "Am I gonna die?" "No, you are not." "He's got massive internal bleeding." "My guess is he's got two liters of blood pooling in his abdomen." "Okay, well, let's decompress his spine immediately." "Uh, what's his B.P.?" "90 over 70." "I've got to find that bleeder and stop it or he's gonna bleed out." "Okay, we'll stabilize and I'll take care of his spine afterwards." " He'll be paralyzed." " Maybe." "That's not good enough." "What if I can get you to his spinal fracture?" "Could you decompress from an anterior approach?" " Go in through the front?" " Yeah." "I'll nip whatever bleeders I can find, shove the guts aside." "You throw in a cage and stabilize the spine." "It's practically orthopedic." "Learned from the best." "What do you think?" "Okay, let's give it a shot." "Why don't you go get changed, and I'll prep him?" "Okay." " Hey, Dr. Goran." " Yeah." "There's an urgent call for you from an Elizabeth Clayton." "Of course it is." " My lawyer." " The verdict must be in." "I should probably take it." "Hey, I can't do this without you, man." "Tell Miss Clayton I'm gonna have to call her back." "Heading into surgery." "Yeah, kid's lucky that you found him." "Or unlucky that a tree fell on him." "Yeah, I don't think that I can have kids." "I'd literally worry all the time." "Yeah." "You okay?" "You look a little, uh, papery over there." "Probably just dehydrated." "Okay." "All right." "I think I've got everything." "What do you think?" "Looks..." "looks-looks very good." "Okay." "We're done here." "Shahir, you're up." "Okay." "Let's go." "Get me the corpectomy tray and the spine microscope." "Dr. Katz." "Dr. Hamza called me." "About?" "Your adventurous day." "Well, I am totally fine, and I like to stick with my patients, so..." "Yeah, so do I." "And I have two patients..." "you and your baby." "You stressed yourself all day against my orders." "I'd like to do a biometrical scan." "Okay." "Okay." "So finish up." "See you in 10." "Okay." "So, we tracked down an ethanol drip from St. Mo's." "That's good news." "But it's coming by ambulance, and it's gonna take about 20 minutes to get here, so in the meantime, I need you to drink some vodka." "Don't joke." "I'm not joking." "Your liver might metabolize the vodka instead of the methanol." "What?" "I don't get it." "Okay, listen." "If you drink this vodka, your liver should ignore the antifreeze you drank and absorb the vodka instead." "Vodka will save your life." "Just drink it." "Trust me." "Yes, sir." "Oh!" "Oh, my god." "I cannot believe he did this to me." "I mean, I knew he was psycho, but this is some serious bull..." "Less talking, more drinking." "Ohh!" "Are you gonna have any of that?" "I wish." "But I can't." "What are you so worried about?" "Hmm." "In my line of work, you get pretty good at reading people." "Drink." "Ahh." "You should tell me your problem." "Maybe I can help you." "I think I might have prostate cancer." "Oh." "Aren't you a little young?" "Yes." "I am." "Huh." "So, when will you know?" "Well, I had this horribly painful biopsy 48 hours ago, and now I'm just kind of waiting around for the results." "So, if you have it, you can't, uh..." "Yeah." "But that's okay, though." "I mean, there's lots of other stuff that you can do." "It's not all about the hard penis." "It sort of is." "And..." "I can't even believe I'm having this conversation with you." "Hmm." "So, you're like me." "You might die, too." "That is one gnarly-looking tumor." "Absolutely." "A few more cuts and I should..." " Don't you say it." " Ready to rock 'n' roll." "What?" "Are you a little superstitious there, Charlie?" " Eyes on the prize, Joel." " All right." "Oh." "You've got to be kidding me." "Damn it." "Where is all that blood coming from?" " I hit a bleeder in there." " Yep." "I mean, I've got to be miles away from the greater palatine artery in there." "Um, bipolar cautery, please." "Thank you." "Look at that." "All of those blood vessels feeding directly into that tumor." "This thing has really got its hooks in there, man." "Wait, wait, wait, wait." "What is it?" "There's still some mass in the maxillary sinus." "Right... there." "Uh, okay." "This thing just doesn't want to budge anywhere." "Try dissecting between the pseudocapsule and the normal tissue." "You got it." "There we are." " Beautiful." " Yeah." "Yes." "Okay, does that look like a negative margin to you?" "Best I can tell." "Okay." "Hopefully we got it all, otherwise this whole thing would have been for nothing." "Get that to pathology and get a stat frozen section for me." "All right, ladies and gents, let's get her flipped, harvest some bone." "Got a massive space to fill in there." "Your ethanol drip is here." "Oh, great." "Um, go hook it up to Bernice's I.V." "And, uh, get her another bolus of saline and some bicarb, too." "Sure." "Uh, the lab just handed me these biopsy tests results for a Frank Kassabian." "I'll take those." "I couldn't find Mr. Kassabian's chart." "That's good." "I got it." "Okay." "I can see the head." "Yeah." "It looks..." "like a head." "A healthy head." "You see the, uh, little heart beating there?" "Oh, yeah." "I can see it." "Lungs, perfect." "His, uh, tiny, little liver." "Kidneys." "Very cute." "Stomach." "And the, uh, the intestines." "All there in the right places, functioning nicely." "Good." "Because I'm a couple weeks late for my 20-week scan, so..." "Well, all your blood work's been normal, and better late than never." "Look at that." "Hello, in there." "Just kind of floating around." "Yep." "He's fine." "What?" "Oy." "Yeah." "It's a boy." "Did you not want to know?" "I'm having a boy?" "Yes." "I'm having a boy." "Wow." "Wow." "Okay, microsagittal saw." "Do we wait for the call from pathology before we make the cut?" "Okay, that was eerie." "Hey, Andrews, stick it on the speaker for me, please." "I have the preliminary pathology report for Sou Botum." "The sample contains one specimen measuring 5.3 centimeters by 3.5 by 2.5." " Okay, honestly..." " Nigel, get to the point!" "I'm gonna wring your little neck." "You cut it close, but congratulations, gentlemen." "You took out the entire tumor." "So beautiful." "I love it." "Okay." "Don't tell me they made a mistake." "No, that's my cellphone." "Could you, uh..." " It's Elizabeth Clayton." " It's my lawyer." "Take it." " Are you okay?" " Yeah, I got this." "Okay, thanks, mate." "Liz, give me a second." "So, what's the word?" "Am I going to trial?" "Sweet mother of god." "Zach?" "I thought I had cancer." "What?" "!" "And I..." "I was so scared to tell you, and all I could think was just push it down and just don't feel anything." "What... are you okay?" "I am." "Yeah." "So you're not sick?" "No." "But you are half-naked." "Yes, I am." "Why?" "What for?" "Because..." "It's paintball time." "You are so on." "Whoo!" "He's awake." "Hey." "Sam?" "You're in the hospital." "But you're okay." "You're really okay." " Hi." " Hey." "The nurses told me I'm officially out of the woods." "Well... that makes two of us." "You stay off those blue moons, okay?" "Oh, stripper's honor." "Good." "And this is for you so that you don't have to go back to work if you don't want to." "You did this for me?" "It's the least I could do." "Why?" "What'd I do for you?" "Plenty." "Thanks for the drinks." "Anytime." "Listen, you, uh... you should call the cops on that ex-boyfriend of yours." "Oh, yeah." "I'm calling the cops on his ass for sure." "Okay." "Good." "Take care." "Thank you." "Sou?" "It's Dr. Harris." "Your surgery went very well." "She's gonna be okay." "You can go now." "No." "Who will watch over her?" "Who will take care of her?" "I think I'm gonna stay." "Samnang?" "Ma?" "I'm here." "Last detail?" "So, there were security cameras in the alley where I am." "There's video which proves that I was attacked, so the prosecution don't think that they can get a conviction." "They're, uh, dropping the charges against me." "Congrats." "Thanks." "Not exactly a victory, though, is it?" "I mean, I can't exactly just magically undo what... what I did." "I killed a person." "Yeah." "Good work in there today." "Oh, thank you." "You, too." "You know, you made some very good calls along the way." "Did you want a bite of my muffin?" "No." "I'm having a boy, Shahir." "Congratulations." "That's amazing." "Yeah." "What are you gonna do about the whole "no father" thing?" "Um..." "I... you know, I'm just taking it one day at a time." "I'll do it." "What?" "Mm-hmm." "Until you have the baby and you can have a paternity test, if it's what you want." "Are you serious?" "Sure." "I'll do all the male-type things." "I'll-I'll come to lamaze class with you." "Actually, I was thinking of doing hypnobirthing." "That's very flaky." "But I'll come." "Really?" "Mm-hmm." "Unless you want someone else." "No." "No, that would be amazing." "Hand over the muffin." "Alex Reid." "Mother, surgeon." "How does it feel?" "I feel like myself." "Yeah."