Doctor Odyssey

Whoo!

We are, undoubtedly, a complicated trio.

So you just want to have...

Sex. One on one.

-But no commitments? -Exactly.

Yes.

No. I'm out.

With Tristan, it's light and fun.

And with Max, it is so challenging.

Which is exactly the kind of thing I vowed to avoid

one month leading up to going to medical school.

Avery...

I love you.

-You had no right to say that to me. -What?

I had made it very clear what I wanted and what I did not want.

What I wanted was to go to medical school unencumbered. What I did not want was to--

What? Are you playing that?

What are--

Oh, my God. Did you think that I was coming here to have sex with you?

-No. -Oh, my God!

Okay, well, look, dot dot dot, see you soon, like...

Kinda leaves some room for interpretation.

Oh, you are so obsessed with yourself.

And you seem quite angry

for a person I said some very nice things to not three days ago.

You think it was nice telling me that you loved me?

It's not not nice.

The exact opposite of what I asked for.

You asked me for sex. Sex is not the opposite of love.

What I wanted was unencumbered, emotionless sex.

-I was very clear. -As was I when I said no,

which lead you to ask me why it was that I was not interested.

And now you're angry with me for telling you the truth.

A truth, which by the way, was not easy for me to reveal.

I really put myself out there for you.

No, no. You put yourself out there for you.

You needed to get your truth off of your chest.

But not everyone needs to hear your truth, Dr. Bankman.

Sometimes the truth is better kept stuffed inside that tight little shirt.

My shirt is not tight. This is my regular shirt.

Where are you going?

We are late for the thing.

That thing. We can blow it off.

The captain likes it when we're involved.

And I have said what I needed to say.

Which is what? That you're angry with me,

that my shirt is too tight and you're going to med school?

No, I'm going to the Great Room actually.

Avery, I fully support you going to med school.

What I said, how I feel,

that is not intended to try to block you from that.

Then why would you say it?

Because I don't want to regret not being honest with you about my feelings.

You see, this is still about you. Your regrets, your feelings.

Leaving The Odyssey isn't easy for me.

And what you said has made it even harder.

- This wedding... -And I think that's why you said it.

- That's not true. - Everyone says "I do."

And I now pronounce you...

Yada yada yada yada.

I'll do it for real on the big day.

-That's great. Perfect. -That's good.

Then you'll all kiss.

Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.

Let's put you two... Yeah, over there.

There's some... There's some clumping in that area.

Sweetie.

Yeah, uh, hi.

Can I get you to scooch in a bit closer to your mom?

Mm-hmm.

- Smile. - Great.

Then we will cue the music.

Do we have the music?

I told you because I...

Because I needed to know if you feel the same way.

I don't. I'm sorry.

Uh, no, that's-that's...

That's the first cue. Do we have the second cue?

We need the second cue.

You know what? I don't believe you.

I think that you're not willing to face your feelings,

because they're too big and too scary and life's too complicated.

So you're just forcing them down and turning them into anger against me.

Or how about this?

I feel how I feel. And I'm actually angry

because you refuse to accept it.

Hon, it's okay. There will be music,

and then we'll cue the confetti.

I do not love you, Max Bankman.

Okay, um...

That wasn't supposed to happen until tomorrow.

We'll, uh...

We'll get that cleaned up for you.

Everyone, have a great day at the port.

And all the hikers that signed up for the guided hike,

meet at the base of the walkway...

I'm gonna get some air.

...and just make sure you're back on the ship by 7:00 p.m.

Come on, everyone. Just a little further.

It's so beautiful. Awesome.

So what about you?

First wedding, renewing vows, second chance at love, huh?

Maybe third?

Oh, look. I am not one to judge.

I am here for number two myself.

I'm not getting married. I'm the ship's doctor. Max Bankman.

Doctor? Oh, my gosh. I'm a coroner.

We're two sides of the same coin.

Oh, my God. This is crazy.

What are the odds?

Sorry. I know I talk a lot. Comes with working on the dead.

I mean, I usually have to fill twice the air-time.

My fiancé, Matty, he's always reminding me

that I need to quiet sometimes.

You know, give others some space to share their thoughts.

It's probably why he stayed back.

Opted for a spa day.

And hikes, that's his thing, you know.

But he wanted some peace and quiet

to, you know, just clear his mind before the big day.

I'm like, "Okay. I'll do it."

And did you know hearing is the last sense to go before you die?

How weird is that?

I actually would hope that it would be taste,

because I wanna eat something while I'm laying there.

The ship is mostly empty for hours.

It's just you and me in a room full of flat surfaces

and frosted glass.

We're the only medical staff on board. We need to be focused.

Well, I intend on being very focused.

Later.

Have I done something wrong?

Not at all. Just busy.

Yeah. Y-You're rearranging Band-Aids by size.

Who do you think's been keeping them organized?

Honestly, I've never thought about it once in my life.

Okay, look.

We were really, really enjoying ourselves for a while there.

And now, lately all I've gotten from you is,

"Later." "Not now."

And the occasional, "I'm too bloated."

That was one time, and it was Taco Tuesday.

Fair enough, hey...

But it seems like everything went from hot and casual

to cold and serious, basically over night.

And now I've seen you arguing with Max over God knows what.

We were not arguing.

You were clearly bickering, and then he stormed off.

Well, he didn't storm.

There was an edge

to his normally self-satisfied gait.

And now,

you would rather rearrange bandages than get naked.

Hello.

Sorry, uh... Do you have anything

for what I fear may be terminal case of seasickness?

Yes. We could give you a scopolamine patch--

No. No, I tried it, and the bracelet.

I just puked right through them

and into a bouquet of calla lilies.

Anything stronger?

Bonine should help,

and we can give you some ondansetron for the vomiting.

Bless you.

I'll take your vitals, make sure you're not dehydrated.

This way.

Has this happened before?

Uh, first time on a boat.

Talked my husband into it.

Should've made sure I wasn't allergic to the ocean

before suggesting we plan a group wedding at sea.

Well, your vitals are normal.

You fake energy and enthusiasm very well.

Part of the job.

These meds may cause dizziness and drowsiness,

so please be careful while you're running around helping every one's dream come true.

Thank you.

Take care now.

Oh, and don't worry about before.

I'm so used to hearing couples bicker all the time.

Just white noise to me.

Okay, folks.

Short break here.

And then we head to the summit.

Oh. Hola.

-Hola. -Su arte es muy ... pretty.

Gracias.

Practicing mi español with this little app thing.

Yeah.

Aw, who is this darling little?

A hound. Oh.

Peanut.

Oh, cute. Ca...Caca... huate?

Cacahuate.

You know, I never liked dogs.

Yeah, Matty loves them.

Um, can you come over here?

Uh... Uh...

I can't get this off. It's stuck.

-You just put it on. -I know.