The Resident

- My former stepson Jake. - No, if you cared for me,

- you would've stayed in touch. - Chastain's been sold.

The plan is to turn it into condos.

Are you on any medication right now?

- Yes. Ativan. - You're in withdrawal.

- No, don't call the cops! - Hey, hey!

- What happened? - She was stabbed.

Baby?

Looks like your granddaughter's alive.

We need to get Nic

to a functioning hospital.

Since Randall is governor now,

is there any chance the county would take over the hospital?

They got the governor to agree to make Chastain

a public hospital and the staff will return immediately.

Nic.

You're still at Chastain.

It's morning. You're okay.

How's the baby?

Well, we heard the heartbeat, remember?

Saw the ultrasound.

So she's safe.

No, we still haven't ruled out any complications

that could've happened from the attack.

You're right, but it's been two weeks, so...

So far, so good.

Seems like our baby is strong, like her mom.

Can't even make it through the night without...

Nightmares. I know.

They're getting worse.

I dread going to sleep.

We could try some different meds.

No, I want off the sleep meds.

Okay, I get that.

Nic, I also think you should see a good therapist.

Sure. Fine.

But you know there's only one person I want to see.

You know that. You agreed to it.

Yeah, of course.

Whatever you need.

- Back up. - You back up.

This is my parking spot.

I don't see a name. There's no number.

We got here at the same time.

You see, it's reserved for doctors.

What are you, a second-year resident?

Maybe third?

Internal medicine? It's pretty obvious.

Particularly given your bougie entitlement.

Okay, here's the deal If you don't back your car up,

I'm gonna call security and they're gonna tow it.

Don't you dare key my car...

Want your special spot, Doctor?

Go park mine somewhere else.

And leave the keys in Nic Nevin's room.

That's where I'll be.

- Pravesh. Good morning. - Good morning.

Yo, some demented friend of Nic's

actually expected me to park her car.

Word? She tip you?

You know, valets make bank on tips.

Your first day at the new Chastain?

Yeah. I mean, it doesn't really look any different

as a public hospital, though.

Believe me, brother, it's different.

Brace yourself for some growing pains.

An open door means a lot more patients

and a lot less money to care for them.

We turn no one away,

even though our resources are stretched thin.

Yeah, I know it all too well.

Happened to my father.

He died alone in a public hospital, overlooked.

If it was private, he might have lived.

Well, we gonna fight to make sure that doesn't happen here,

- my man. - Yeah.

Whoa. Dr. Feldman versus a squeaky wheel.

My money's on Feldman all day.

Thank you. It's not just the wheel.

We'll be lucky if we can get it to turn on.

Red Rock sold most of our equipment.

Our EKG machines are now ancient and we...

My God.

- You know her? - Unfortunately, yes.

Although she looks a lot different

than the last time I saw her.

Less train wreck, more

wow.

Train wreck. Really?

Didn't think we'd ever see you here again.

Didn't think I'd ever be here again.

I'm visiting Nic.

So you're the one who got under Devon's skin.

Here you go.

Nic is in 521.

Your car is in the impound lot on Peachtree.

- What's her deal? - Billie Sutton.

Most promising neurosurgery resident at Chastain.

Or was, until she wrecked one of Conrad's patients and got fired.

- How'd she do that? - Hubris, basically.

It was over three years ago.

Wow, that sounds bad.

It was messy.

- All right. - See you.

I fixed it.

We keep him on fluids.

He's stable, we should be...

My God.

- Here we go. - Easy, Conrad.

People change. Three years is a long time.

Not long enough.

Hawkins.

Sutton.

I bet you're thrilled to see me.

Nic wants you here, so I want you here.

Then we won't have trouble.

Not from my end, we won't.

Let's stick to the only thing that matters.

How is Nic?

The attack nearly killed her and the baby.

Physically, she's on the mend.

Mentally, each day's a little worse.

She has PTSD, keeps reliving what happened

and she's having nightmares.

I sleep in her room.

She wakes up crying.

I'm so sorry it took me this long to get here.

Where have you been?

You weren't at the wedding. You never even called her.

- Nic was heartbroken. - I'll explain what happened

when I see her.

You know, maybe for the moment, we can put aside

all our triggers and just be on the same side.

You and I will never be on the same side.

I have worked the last three years on my issues.

Your issues?

You wrecked a young man's life.

It was my patient

and you cut unsupervised. You had no right.

So we're going there. Okay.

What I did was wrong.

But I believed I was acting in the patient's best interest.

- You got me fired. - No, I didn't,

and you were playing God.

A fifth-year resident does not operate unsupervised, period.

Even you.

I made a judgment call. It was bad judgement.

I broke the rules. I was young and stupid.

No one breaks more rules than you.

Yeah, I break the rules when I have to,

when there's no other alternative,

and only to save lives.

Annabeth Higgins.

The child your incompetence killed.

Are you done? Because I am.

We're all human. We all make mistakes.

I have spent the last three years

with Partners In Health in Syria,

pulling bullets out of babies, doing every kind

of emergency surgery that exists.

Penance is my middle name.

Nic is vulnerable. She can't handle any drama.

She won't get any from me.

Fine.

Steer clear of me, try and give Nic what she needs

and then leave, as soon as possible.

Hello.

Billie.

Nevin.

You look amazing.

So good to see you.

Let's see the ring.

Look at that rock.

He did good.

We missed you at the wedding.

Long story. I wanted to be there.

But I'm here now.

And I'll be staying right by your side

as long as you need me.

I don't care how long it takes.

Days or weeks.

Honey, go.

Your patients need you.

Chastain needs help with this transition.

Yeah, go.

I've got Nic.

Trust me.

Hey.

The board is interviewing doctors today

for the new CEO position.

Yeah, they're talking to everybody.

I declined.

Not everybody. Not me.

You don't want that thankless job, do you?

We are deep in the hole but the situation is fixable.

I shouldn't be excluded from providing solutions

simply because I lack a penis.

- Wow, no women are being interviewed? - Nope.

I wish Mina was here.

She'd have some choice words and a few elbows to throw.