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Dada, hi.
Later, Daddy!
That's from last week.
One recording doesn't prove he's a present father.
How about 100?
My client records one of these almost every day.
I've made a supercut. The judge will love it.
You don't want to take this before a judge.
You're right.
They'll throw us right out their chamber.
The standard for grandparents to claim custody
over a willing parent demands evidence
of deprivation, addiction, or abuse.
He fails to meet the standard of fitness
set by Barnett v. Jeffries.
Barnett? Are you kidding me?
What judge will believe that a widower doctor
who still wears his wedding ring
and sings his daughter to sleep every night is unfit?
He is unfit. - No.
Advise your client that Dr. Goodwin
is showing extraordinary compassion
by not pursuing charges for her reckless disruption of custody.
No, those voice recordings are beautiful,
but you only made them
because you don't see Luna for days at a time.
Dr. Goodwin has a very important job.
Well, you could leave it.
You could work fewer hours, but you choose work over Luna
at every opportunity even when it meant
sending her away for months.
You work in a hospital.
You've brought a child into the middle of a plague
to make yourself feel more like a father.
You were in a recovery ward for days
because you exposed yourself to toxic chemicals.
Did you stop to think about Luna then?
I think about her every moment of every day.
About protecting her,
but no one will be safe until everyone is,
So that is a lot of people that--
You saw a room full of poison,
and you ran right in.
You were thinking of Luna?
You nearly orphaned her.
Her mother is dead.
Luna will never remember her,
and if you died, all she'd have is voice memos.
The sound of some dead stranger who loved her,
just not enough to put her first.
Georgia died in your care
knowing she never came first.
She was our daughter.
We're not letting that happen to our granddaughter.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe she is better off with you.
What are you doing? - Oh, um, I'm--
Looking at my stuff. - Mina, I am so sorry.
I was putting the laundry away, and--
That's fine, but I need to work now.
College applications. - Oh.
I didn't know that you were applying early.
I have friends at NYU. Sarah Lawrence and--
No, no, it's fine. - Are you sure?
I'm not staying in New York, probably not even the country.
Well, I went to Cambridge.
Maybe I can write you a letter of...
No. - Recommendation.
Thank you.
Here.
You still have a fever, babe.
Oh.
I can't stay home again today.
There's too many people that need my help.
And they'll still need your help tomorrow.
Be grateful it's just the flu.
Ah, so I'm gonna drop the kids off at my mom's,
and then I'll be down in my office.
You want anything?
Yeah, a stronger immune system.
I need a full workup in an hour.
I need your advice,
but you can't make any of it about you.
Only you would ask for a favor
by opening with an insult.
There's this woman I've been spending time with,
a coworker, and it's become a bit of a situation.
Please, half my ED is sleeping
with at least one other person in the building.
It's fine.
She's married. - Oh.
It's an open marriage. - Dr. Bloom?
Not now. You come.
Okay, go.
I don't know how it got to this.
Our chemistry's insane. - Yeah?
And honestly, I just can't stop thinking about her.
Now, I'm not down for the polyamorous thing,
but it feels kind of weird
hanging out as friends with this secret attraction.
Well, it's not a secret.
It's keeping something complicated to yourself
to protect the other person.
Well, can't do that, and I'm seeing her tonight,
so please tell me how to end it
before I fall off this cliff and somebody gets hurt.
Huh, why does this sound familiar?
I knew it. - Right, right,
because it's exactly what you did with us.
You start something that you've already decided
doesn't have a future, so even though it's great,
you're gonna torch it.
Well, because it's not what I wanted.
Look, I never wavered on that--
a traditional marriage, a Black family.
Yet you let Evie go.
Look, Floyd, I know that you like to think of yourself
as this man who walks the path,
but you keep ending up on the cliffs.
Incoming. - I don't know.
Maybe it's because you really want to jump.
Five-year-old Kiri Almeida. Status: post heart transplant.
Increasing shortness of breath. Pulse--
She's got a congenital heart defect.
Had four heart surgeries and a transplant last year.
They have her file. You can read everything.
Hey, Dr. Reynolds. - Ted, Madeline, what happened?
Kiri can't breathe.
Oh, Kir, I thought we agreed, no more emergencies.
Let's type and cross. - Well, she's AB.
Kiri's been my patient since she was born.
Well, could she be rejecting the heart?
I have to do a biopsy.
But could she? - Yes.
The question is how badly.
Book an OR and page Dr. Sharpe for a biopsy.
80-year-old man found in St. Vartan's Park
with extremely high blood sugar
and altered sense of consciousness.
Alert and oriented times zero.
Sir, can you hear me?
Okay, let's run a chem 7, CBC with diff,
and let's get a blood tox screen stat.
Got it. - And who is next?
She's had so many risky surgeries.
Yeah, it's all standard protocol.
I know, but for a child? - Extracting heart sample now.
Prepare to withdraw the catheter.
Yes, Dr. Reynolds.
Heart rate holding steady at 75 BPM.
What's the severity of the rejection?
It's 2R? 3R?
Ox at 95.
Dopamine and vasopressin all 4.
Zero.
Zero?
There's no evidence that she's rejecting the heart.
Then what the hell's causing her symptoms?
Tox screen's crazy. - Is that dioxin?
Who gets poisoned with dioxin?
Dioxin poisoning was a favorite of the KGB.
Yeah, didn't we agree
that we'd leave our nerd interests at home?
Oh, Cold War era spy craft is the opposite of nerdy.
It's awesome.
And the Cold War is also, you know, over.
Yeah, but the KGB players didn't just disappear.
Man, everyone knows that they're the guys
who poisoned Viktor Yushchenko in 2004.
And now I'm worried that you're serious.
This man is our patient, not a Russian spy.
Sounds like Russian to me.
Reed?
Max.
Please don't tell me that we're short on vaccines again.
I can't take that today. - No, no, we have the vaccines.
Problem is, they've been thawing all night.
This freezer's dead.
How many are in there? - 1,000.
We're gonna have to toss 'em. - Toss 1,000 vaccines?
Unless you have a Ferrari
and plan on delivering them door-to-door.
Max! That was a joke!
Max.
We are not tossing 1,000 vaccines.
Too many people still need them.
We need to make it safe for everyone.
I'm sure we'll get some walk-ins.
Take 'em to the prison ward. - Vaccinated.
Homeless clinic across the street.
Vaccinated.
Everyone in our system
who's wanted the shot has gotten it.
Max, that's good news.
Uh, when do they expire? - Six hours.
Okay, now, that's good. - No, that's actually bad.
Not if we move quickly.
I will post on the hospital's website.
You hit up social media.
If we've got six hours to give out 1,000 shots,
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