Mercy

* You're gonna wake up with a smile *

Buckle up, nurses.

You are going on a flavor ride.

Claude's cherry auflauf.

Mm. Oh, my God.

That is fantastic.

It feels like my taste buds are having sex for the first time.

So they're a little disappointed,

and their backs are bruised from the seatbelts?

If this relationship lasts,

you're gonna turn into a fatty.

Still Bill!

Oh, Bill.

What's he got? - UTI who wants him?

- I'll take him. - I do. Me.

I got him. I got nothing today.

- Come on. - What's the deal with this guy?

He's the best patient in the world.

Always smiling, never complaining.

Painter's scaffolding fell on him.

He's been in a vegetative state in our long-term care unit

for, like, ten years.

I built this whole back story for him.

He is a concert pianist with a yacht

and an alpaca farm in Argentina.

He was an orphan who was found in the jungle

by a humble music teacher and his crippled wife.

Hello, people, I'm on a schedule here.

Okay, odd finger.

- Yes. Yes. - All right, ready?

- One, two, three. - Ha!

Ah, come on.

You need a shave, bud.

The long-term ladies are getting lazy with that razor.

* Good morning, happiness *

Later, losers.

- Chris. - I'm almost done.

I just came in here to talk.

Nice, weird, colorful thing.

What? It's a kikoi.

Why can't you just wear a terry robe from Macy's

like everybody else?

Okay. Talk or leave, momo.

- This is my sanctuary. - Well...

I picked up a couple of shifts at Delaney's,

so now I can pitch in for grub and stuff.

Have you seen my lip gloss?

It looks good.

It's my gift to you.

Terima kasih.

Sama-sama.

Thank you and you're welcome in malay.

Why do I always think this is gonna taste so good?

You're an optimist.

Yeah, it's the definition of insanity, right?

Doing the same thing over and over again

and expecting different results.

Oh, wait! Look.

Oh, my God. Hey.

Look at this.

Oh, come here. Come here.

Oh, look, it's a poor, little street urchin, look.

Look at that.

He's got a sophisticated palate, unlike me.

You know, they don't let you keep pets at your apartment.

Let's have a look at you.

Oh, your balls. Excellent.

Oh. Who are you, eh?

I now christen you mcat.

Really? A name?

Yeah. Oh, come on.

You can have pets at your place.

Guy down the hall, he has birds.

Please, Chris?

I will take him to get his bath and his shots.

Then you can have your way with me.

I can already have my way with you.

Now I just got a furry dude watching.

Yes, you do.

- Good. - Hey, how's our guy?

Good. No decubes.

Vitals and muscle tone are excellent.

And as always, he is the perfect gentleman.

How are you doing?

Ah, still wrestling with

lady pants' sands-now-or-never-thing

from the other day.

Was she putting her head on the chopping block?

Or was it some kind of diabolical

pacific rim chess move?

There's only one thing that matters.

- What I want. - What you want.

So what do you want?

I want Chris.

Oh, my God.

I do.

I just don't want him to say no.

I get it.

Nobody wants to hear no. No is scary.

Okay.

You know what else is scary?

Is that... that...

A y2k bug.

* move forward, fall back *

* life is like that *

* and we're just getting started *

* one thing's for sure *

* there ain't no remedy *

* if you want to get right *

* then you better get right with me *

* hey, hey , if you want to get right *

* then you'd better get right with me *

* better get right with me *

I don't know what to do.

I mean, I don't want to freak him out.

I mean, has anybody talked to him?

Does he know how long he's been asleep?

No, we don't have a protocol for waking up

out of a ten-year coma.

Sands is on the phone with a coma specialist.

Well, the guy's talking about y2k.

I'm not breaking the news to him.

Uh, Dr. Carrozzi, hi,

it's Dr. Sands from Mercy hospital.

We have a patient who woke up from a persistent,

ten-year vegetative state,

and we were wondering,

what the hell do we do?

Functional mri, pet scan.

Engage the patient as little as possible

until she gets here.

Okiro bi-ru.

Whoa.

The surgery went very well.

We were able to debulk the cancer as thoroughly

as we could have hoped for.

So is it gone? Is she gonna be okay?

Well, ovarian tumors are vascular,

very sticky.

We always leave a little behind, even in the best-case scenario.

And whatever's left has to be treated

with chemotherapy.

The question is what kind.

During the surgery, we inserted a port

into your abdomen to allow

for intraperitoneal delivery.

Getting the medication directly

into the belly has shown

an increased length of remission

over iv therapy of almost two years.

Well, that's great.

- Is that bad? - Pulse ox is borderline.

Up her to five liters.

It's very common to need a little more oxygen

after surgery.

So this new chemotherapy,

what's the deal?

It's no day at the beach.

It can include abdominal pain, metabolic problems,

and nerve damage.

This next year may be pretty hard.

But could potentially mean many years beyond.

Well, it's you who has to go through all that pain.

I'm down with whatever choice you make.

That said, I want to have you as long as I can.

Honey, I have run marathons

and sat next to Ann Coulter on a plane.

How painful could it be?

Hi, I'm Dr. Carrozzi.

Can you tell me your name?

Bill.

- Rotko. - Yes!

Wow. That is super good, Bill.

You know what year it is, Bill?

Mm, no.

Was... was that super good?

It is all super good, Bill.

Where's Roxanne?

Bill, how about you open and close your hands for me?

Okiro bi-ru.

That's the second time that he's said that.

All right, can we try and swing his legs over the bed?

You can do this.

- Here you go. - Oh.

There's no foot drop.

That's great.

What... what happened to me?

You were in a coma, Bill,

for ten years.

It's 2010.

Well, I hope someone was feeding my dog.

- We'll look into that for you. - Okay.

We ran a functional MRI.

His brain function is astonishing.

The amygdala, the limbic systems in particular.

There's every reason to be optimistic,

but the brain's a capricious organ,

so he could regress.

Also, sudden emergence is rare.

I mean, you've heard of Patricia white bull