The Resident

- Previously on The Resident... - If I hadn't gotten injured,

they might not have caught my cancer in time.

- Your supplements have potential. - You killed my pitch.

- You said Chastain doesn't take chances. - They don't.

- I do. So what's your plan

if Adaku's baby becomes your responsibility?

I don't have one.

Hawkins is a whistle-blower. He's a threat to the hospital.

I'll handle it. Dr. Hawkins, you lied to the transplant board.

You're fired. Give me your pager.

Thank you.

We're a high-volume outfit.

A lot of kitchen mishaps and food poisoning.

Waiting room's packed 24/7,

- so ten minutes per patient. - And if the diagnosis

isn't obvious, and it takes over ten minutes?

We also take pride in customer satisfaction.

Your bonuses are tied to it.

So... flexible prescribing,

- if you know what I mean. - (LAUGHS)

Patients hate being told "no".

Yeah. Isn't that what contributed

- to the opioid crisis? - (CHUCKLES)

And why did you say you're not at Chastain anymore?

If it were easy, everyone would be a doctor,

because this is the best job in the world, despite everything.

Because of everything.

How you feeling?

Pain-free. First time in over a decade.

The transplant team has been called in.

I will be with you every step of the way.

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I spent half my life without a father.

We're gonna fix that.

These patients need you,

and I think this hospital needs doctors like both of us.

God, I love when you believe in me.

I never stopped believing in you.

They're firing Conrad.

Security will escort you out.

Screaming won't make this go any faster.

Or maybe it will.

Okay.

Yeah.

Good morning, everyone.

I'm Dr. Garrison, your chief resident.

Welcome, second-year residents.

You'll be getting interns of your own today.

You will be their mentors, their teachers.

Do not hesitate to work them like pack mules.

The hospital relies on their cheap labor.

No questions. There are only two rules...

no one quits, no one dies.

Uh, Dr. Pravesh?

Ezra Dreyfuss, your intern.

Hey, Ezra. Welcome.

- And I'm Eline. - Oh.

You didn't have to come. Your son's in good hands.

- Oh, she's not my mother. - I am also your intern.

Sorry. I-I wasn't expecting...

- You thought I'd be older? - No, no, no. I... Of course not.

I-I meant...

There are two of you.

Eline, Ezra.

I'm thrilled to welcome you to Chastain.

You know, on my first day as a doctor...

Before you go all William Wallace on us, I am highly

allergic to any form of nut or dairy.

If I come into contact with either, I will drop dead.

Sorry. Please continue.

Got it.

Today will set you on the course for the rest of your lives.

So, when there are tough times,

just remember why you decided to be a doctor.

Eline?

You ever met an intern

who watched a loved one die of an incurable disease,

quit work to become a caregiver,

drew inspiration from the medical professionals

they met throughout the disease,

enrolled in medical school and became a doctor?

If that person is you, then... then, yes, I have.

That person is not me.

- (CHUCKLING): Oh. - I was teaching math

to a bunch of third-grade terrorists, and I was deeply

- inspired to get the hell out of there. - Wow.

That's hilarious. Okay, my turn.

Pravesh, need you and your children in Bay 3.

Thank you.

Odel. Dr. Pravesh.

If it's okay with you, I'd like to have my interns observe.

Of course.

So, uh, I've had this cough for a few weeks now.

- Okay. Just the cough? - Just the cough.

It's called an emergency room.

I know, but I'm going to Cambodia tomorrow,

so I thought I'd have it checked out,

and I didn't want to end up in some remote village clinic

if it got worse.

Okay. Let me take a look. Deep breath.

I backpacked through Cambodia in college.

- You are gonna love it. - Yeah?

I have been to England once with the symphony,

and that's about it.

- Atlanta Symphony? - Yeah. I play cello.

You ever play with Gianni Balissa?

- He taught me everything I know. - Me, too.

I was honorary recipient of the Sousa Band Award for the violin.

Let me guess. You're a musical genius.

Uh... yeah. Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

- (FOOTSTEPS RUNNING) Dr. Pravesh!

Scooter versus fire hydrant, we need you.

Beethoven, you're with me.

Eline, I want you to finish doing

a full physical exam on Odel,

and report back to me when you're done.

- You have got to be kidding me. - I don't think he is.

More than half of hospitals pay doctors

based on relative value units instead of set salaries.

Think of it as capitalism.

The more procedures, biopsies, test diagnostic surgeries

you do, the more money you'll make; it's that simple.

So, what, are we car salesmen now?

Commission-based pay systems lead to rampant overtreatment.

- I've seen it myself. - You concerned we'll all see

how you really measure up, Dr. Austin?

Maybe you're not as valuable

to the hospital as you think you are.

Well, depending on your values,

you might be right, Dr. Cain.

This isn't a discussion, it's Red Rock policy from now on.

You'll be paid for the volume of work you do.

And quality is irrelevant.

Nobody said that.

Neither of you had to.

Don't worry, Dr. B.

You won't be out here with the minnows for too long.

I can feel it in my heart space.

Ooh, sorry. Sorry, it's for my new boss.

What's the meeting about?

Just boring pay stuff.

Nothing like what's arranged for you tonight.

Grayson, you don't run my schedule anymore.

Well, my dad hasn't caught on yet,

and he called me to tell you... now, don't hug the messenger...

but, Dr. B., you're about to present 3B Life

to the U.S. of A.

So suit up and get camera-ready, 'cause you're gonna be on TV.

Oh, he got the spot on Montel?

Better. STV, baby.

Shopping Television?

I mean, this is incredible. This could make our...

our supplement line an industry player.

It all depends on you, though, so get that face ready

for the small screen.

There she is. Nurse among nurses.

It's so good to see you, Finn.

Oh... How's the book coming?

Published. Yeah, and not self-published, either.

Real published. Smell the ink.

That's amazing. Congrats.

I hear you and Hawkins live together now.

Sounds like Dr. Feldman gave you an update.

- I hope he's a tidy roommate. - Mm, getting there.

- Yeah. - Wow.

All the details of the life of Finn.

Flip to page three.

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I'm pretty sure you're responsible

for beating the odds.

Uh, where's Conrad? I've got a copy for him, too, so...

He's not here anymore.

No, he practically lives here.

Well, I'm covering for him.

Which means I have your test results.

I wish I had better news.

I've reached my final chapter.

My lung function's deteriorating,

which means I'll be on a breathing machine soon,

and then will go the way of all my friends with Duchenne.

I am so sorry.

Well, bad news is no stranger when you have a body like mine.

I know where I am.

Which is why I'm here.

I want to do something crazy

with the little time I have left.

What are you planning, Finn?

- Hey. - Hey.

One of your favorite patients is here. Finn Niver.

- How is he? - As feisty as ever.

But, um...

This is the end, isn't it?

Yeah.

I need to see him.

Well, that can be arranged.

You know I can't set foot inside there.

Well, not at Chastain.

There's something that Finn wants to do,