The Good Doctor

Oh, my God! Shaun!

You're masturbating.

I thought you left.

I could catch the next bus if you would like to have sex now.

No... No, thank you.

But you were...

I'm good, and it's late.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Mariel Torres, 31, fever, BP 124 over 83.

Fainted coming off a plane at SFO.

Fiance said she's had a persistent cough,

pain in her chest and abdomen.

How long has she had these symptoms?

Months, on and off.

I kept telling her to go to a doctor.

Soft and non-tender, no distention or guarding present.

Uh...Isaac, what's... what's happening?

Ms. Torres, I'm Dr. Lim.

You're at St. Bonaventure Hospital.

You collapsed at the airport.

I'm... I'm not covered. My insurance lapsed.

We can fast-track your access

to St. Bonaventure's uninsured program.

Any recent stressors?

I've been traveling a lot for work.

Deep breath, please.

She's a photographer.

She documents immigrant communities across California.

I tagged along this last trip.

He keeps me sane.

Rales and rhonchi, decreased breath sounds bilaterally.

We need a chest X-ray.

Hey.

We got this.

You and me.

What do you do for work?

Uh, I am one of the research professors

of the Jane Austen project at Stanford.

I imagine you sit a lot?

Well, it would be unethical to read a first edition

of Sense and Sensibility standing up.

That explains why you're in so much pain.

You have severe hemorrhoids.

Well... Can you give me a salve or something?

This is...beyond salve.

They seem like a cool couple.

They seem fine.

Torres imaging come through yet?

Not yet.

Supportive, fun, loving,

but not in a gross, performative way.

You picked up a lot in two minutes.

Sounds like someone wants a boyfriend.

I have been considering venturing out of Hookuptown

for something more serious,

which requires finding someone to get serious about.

That does tend to be the hard part.

Well, that's why I've decided to raise the bar,

only date guys that check all the boxes.

So, your plan is to be more open by being more closed?

The images are in.

I want to be more intentional about it,

find someone who gets me, but also challenges me.

Instead of getting diverted

by whoever has the hottest profile pic.

Two nodules in the left lung,

one in the upper lobe, one lower.

That doesn't look like pneumonia.

That looks like cancer.

Hi.

So, about this morning,

when you came home and caught me, you know...

Boosting my own morale...

I used to boost my own morale a lot before we got together.

But I don't anymore

because we usually have very satisfying sex.

Yes, we do.

Absolutely, we do.

Did you need a boost

because we haven't had sex in nine days?

I didn't know we were counting.

Our average is every 2.3 days.

It has been a stressful few months.

If you wanted a morale boost,

why didn't you want me to do it for you?

No, it's... it's not that.

I-I just... I don't know.

I woke up and had a few minutes

and wanted to take the edge off.

Is it...the same as when we're together?

No.

It's...different.

It's definitely not as good,

but it is...faster.

Oh, I can go faster.

No, Shaun.

Boosting my own morale

is not a substitute

for being with you, ever.

And I did try to get things going

a couple times last week,

but you were busy.

You didn't ring the cowbell.

It wasn't cowbell worthy.

We agreed if we were off course, we'd ring the cowbell.

We are not off course.

We're having a dry spell, and it will blow over.

That is a lot of weather terms.

I'm not sure they apply.

Yeah.

Anorectal ailments are one of the oldest recorded medical conditions.

One early remedy was to burn them off with hot coals.

We can remove yours surgically,

but we need to do it right away.

Isn't there some way we could schedule it for next week?

Your hemorrhoids have already ruptured.

You're at risk of serious complications.

Oh.

The surgery is now routine and effective.

No hot coals.

But the recovery can be quite painful.

You'll need a special diet and sitz baths.

No exercise or exertion, including sex,

for six to eight weeks post-op.

No sex? Why?

The wounds need time to heal.

We can get you on the schedule for later today.

The X-rays show two nodules in your left lung,

possibly cancerous.

We'll know more after the biopsy.

It's a simple procedure.

Um, the... the biopsy...

Is covered under the uninsured program?

It all is.

And we'll run a few labs and get you started on fluids.

Is this arm okay for the IV?

Mm-hmm.

Listen, Mari, I was on the phone with your insurance.

What? W-Why?

To save you the hassle.

Sorry, I need you to hold still.Oh. Sorry.

You... You shouldn't have called them.

Why not? We need to get this sorted out.

Mari, whatever is going on,

you can tell me.

Um...

My insurance didn't lapse.

I, uh...I lost it.

Because, um...

I'm undocumented.

Brenna?

W-Where is our patient?

She's not in the bathroom,

and her clothes and personal belongings are all gone.

Code green. We have a runner.

I checked the whole second floor. No Brenna.

She's not in the cafeteria or the lobby or the gift shop.

We should check all the exits.

Lea and I haven't had sex for nine days.

Lenore, the gift-shop cashier,

she recommended light bondage.

Dr. Park suggested a romantic bubble bath,

but Lea and I don't agree on water temperature.

You both are busy.

Have you tried scheduling it?

Reliability is sexy.

I think we found her.

All right, time for your biopsy.

I'll have her back in about an hour or so.

I should drop the bags off at the apartment.

Isaac, can we please talk about this

before I go into my procedure?

We've been together two years.

I was gonna tell you.

When?

The wedding?

I promised myself that if marriage were ever on the table

for real, that I'd tell you,

but when you proposed,

my DACA renewal had just been rejected.

And it really freaked me out.

It was, uh...

It was all because of a stupid marijuana DUI on my record.

Another thing you've been hiding.

It was years ago.

Cops pulled me over for a tail light.

They searched and they found edibles,

and they arrested me for driving high,

which I wasn't.

Okay, let's get her some humidified oxygen.

I was...

I was trying to get it expunged.

Breathe into this.

I'm gonna go.

I can get rid of that for you.

There's blood in her sputum.

You're bleeding from your lungs and airway.

Let's get to the O.R., stat.

I'm sorry I ran. I know I need surgery.