Watson

Dr. Watson. You were the best friend Sherlock Holmes ever had.

Holmes!

Three men

went over the waterfall.

Yourself, Sherlock Holmes and the man we'd been chasing.

James Moriarty.

You've had a knock on the head.

A traumatic brain injury.

Sherlock Holmes funded a clinic for you to run.

I remember things about him.

Him, James Moriarty? I see his hands.

His fingers are fused.

Almost like they make the shape...

of an M.

An archvillain named Moriarty

whose hands make the shape of an M?

That sounds fictional.

Professor Moriarty has a task for you.

You are to empty the bottle of tamsulosin

and replace it with these pills.

Let's give it up for Rob Doherty, everybody.

Glad you like the show tonight.

- That's Rob Doherty's mom... - Molly?

You're up next. Uh...

I thought I had more time.

The other guy bailed. Don't tell me you're bailing, too.

All right, uh, we have a really funny

lady coming out now, our next comic. Okay.

Give it up for Molly Jones.

Get on out here, Molly.

Hi. Thank you

for, like, the very warm welcome.

Thankfully, judging from the last act,

you guys will literally laugh at anything.

Great. Um, quick question.

Who here has anxiety?

Great. Cool.

Do you have drugs?

Because I kind of lost mine backstage.

Whatever, they say laughter's the best medicine.

But don't lay it on too thick, because Big Pharma

will shut this place down.

Um, so, my mom

used to, um...

say, uh...

Sorry, could I get a little water up here, maybe?

So...

my mom used to say

to me, um,

"Do you know why you'll never make it as a comedian?"

Call 911.

Since the brain injury, my symptoms include

increased insomnia, elevated heart rate.

Migraine with aura.

Speech is clear, as is auditory comprehension.

Reading is jumbled, though.

Transient aphasia marks a shift in migraine pattern.

My TBI symptoms shouldn't be getting worse.

You playing "diagnose

the mystery head"? Archibald.

I call him

Archibald.

Looks more like a

Steven.

Where is he?

In his office. In his office.

So, we're diagnosing Harry while we wait?

Steven. Archibald.

Loeys-Dietz syndrome?

No cleft palate, no hypertelorism.

Supposed to be a collaborative exercise.

Maybe suggest something?

Watson said

it's a collaborative exercise.

He meant it's a competition.

Competition for what?

Glory. Vindication.

I don't know.

I keep my theories to myself.

And by "glory and vindication,"

you mean Watson's approval.

Mm, don't diagnose us. Diagnose the head.

What are you up to, guv?

You know what, uh, Shinwell? I just hadn't

played with this thing in a while.

It works.

Uh-huh.

So, here's you,

surveying the landscape, as one does,

and suddenly, you happen

to catch a glimpse of your ex-wife.

Mary is not my ex yet.

I'll be sure to pass that along to her divorce lawyer, guv.

Mary and I used to meet there in the mornings for coffee.

I was just wondering if she's meeting

with Devin Chaplin there now.

Gummi.

I believe there's a word for observing a couple

via telescope in a clandestine fashion. No, no,

I'm not spying, Shinwell.

Okay? I just...

I-I haven't seen them together yet,

and I just want to confirm my theory.

Confirm via means of...

Okay, yes.

Spying. Spying.

Once I know I'm right...

I'll be able to let it go.

Guv? No, no, I'm good, I'm good, just...

...adjusting to my TBI medication, that's all.

Speaking of which...

Got a new prescription.

I need you to start on that today.

There's a young woman in reception.

Seems she took a knock on the head

and she's not happy with her doctors.

Yeah, we don't take walk-ins.

I know. There's one thing

about this particular young lady.

You've got red hair.

I hope you're not the one the nurses call a genius.

John Watson. I'm a clinical geneticist and an internist.

Molly Jones. Comedian and data entry specialist.

Mind if I see your hair?

Yeah. Got five staples under there.

It's not exactly pretty.

You don't color it. Good.

Yes.

I'll see you.

You just have to join the Redheaded League.

Are you an actual doctor?

Redheaded League?

It's the name for

a long-term study. Okay.

Ever feel like a dentist

is purposely withholding pain medication

from you? The gene variance

responsible for your red hair--

it also makes you require more anesthesia.

Okay.

So, this study, what is it--

punch me in the face and give me an aspirin?

That's funny.

You know, saying "that's funny" isn't the same thing

as actually laughing. You better be worth it.

So, what's your favorite joke?

You ever go to parties, Dr. Watson?

If I'm dragged.

So, do you like when a person at a party asks you

to examine the rash on their elbow?

So, why'd you come down to the clinic?

Um, my doctors kept shrugging.

They said that maybe I have epilepsy,

that I should probably talk to a neurologist

when I can get an appointment,

in, like, seven months.

Based on the...

incident you describe,

I do think working you up

on a seizure disorder is indicated.

Yeah, I mean, it's the easy answer.

It's a great way to shoo off the chronically underinsured.

That's not something I'd do.

I don't know, Doc.

Maybe I'm here because I'm scared.

Maybe I'm tired of people telling me I have epilepsy.

I mean, neither of my parents had it.

Well, that's not dispositive.

Only about one third of the epilepsy cases

are inherited.

You okay? Yeah, no, I'm fine. I'm fine.

So, you said that neither of your parents had the disorder.

Are they deceased?

May I ask how?

My father died in a car accident

and my mom had cancer.

What, is something wrong with my heart?

Do you want to hear that joke?

So, my mom once said to me,

"You know why you'll never make it as a comedian?"

Why not?

Dr. Watson?

Dr. Watson?

Help!

- Dr. Watson, stay with us. - Stay with us, Watson.

Can you tell us where you are?

He's losing consciousness.

We're almost there, Doctor.

The scans are negative for an intracranial bleed.

You took a hell of a hit.

Do you remember it?

Some.

Starting to come back to me.

What did you hear?

Just that you fell.

- Hello? - Molly. It's Dr. Watson.

I need to see you.

There's killing with a joke

and then there's whatever that was.

You didn't let me get to the punch line.