- Previously on The Resident... - Tell me about your mom.
- Nic. - Mom or Dad, you pick.
Parents split, my dad kept me from my mom.
And then she passed away, you know that.
The love of my life turned out to be
a psychopathic doctor who poisoned her own patients.
Oh, come on, Bell, we all know
you're the most eligible bachelor.
- Jessie. - I screwed up.
- Look at me, what did you take? - What's going on?
My sister. She OD'd on oxy.
- She could've died. - Eight months clean.
Happiest I've been in forever.
Just like that I threw it all away.
We got to get you better for good this time.
Whatever it takes.
I'm such a liability.
Trick or treat!
Trick or treat.
Oh, please.
Aah!
Oh... oh, God.
Please, no.
No!
- No, no! - She's having an episode.
What's her name?
Laurie Dante.
- Can you hear me? - Laurie, you're okay.
Two of Lorazepam I-M for sedation. Go, go.
She must have dozed off.
She said she hadn't slept in days.
- Oh, make them stop. - All right, Laurie,
Laurie. You're okay. You're safe.
Hey. Laurie.
You're in the hospital.
We'll take care of you, okay?
Let's admit her to the fifth floor.
- And page Conrad, stat. - Okay.
- Synced and corrected by Shazi89 - - www.addic7ed.com -
Guess what this is?
I know what that is.
Yeah, but have you ever tasted it...
the chocolate, caramel, nougat?
You're hilarious.
Let's break some rules, Conrad Hawkins.
- After all, it is Halloween. - Mmm.
I'm listening.
Get a resident to cover for you.
Pick a costume.
I'm thinking something from the Marvel universe.
Come to Mina's party.
And I can't believe I'm gonna say this,
but eat a bunch of candy with me.
That sounds scary.
And amazing.
I wish I could,
but I can't.
We're understaffed. It's Halloween night.
You know how crazy it can get.
- Are you waiting for someone? - My dad.
I was supposed to meet him before work 45 minutes ago.
That's strange. Maybe he forgot.
Yeah. Very strange. He never forgets. Anything.
Go.
Get out of here.
Have enough fun for both of us.
Oh, I plan on it.
Happy Halloween.
I admitted Laurie Dante.
Nightmare girl with the psychotic breaks?
Yep.
How is she?
Oh, she's scared.
Conrad's on his way.
Good. I'm off for the night.
The place is all yours.
First Halloween in the ER. Enjoy.
- What are these? - Costumes. For Mina's party.
I have backups on hand
because Mina must approve before she lets you in the door.
Last year I got rejected.
Twice. But not this year, baby.
This year, I'm money.
What are you gonna be?
Werewolf.
Good luck, buddy.
Concussion. Needs observation for another four hours.
I got it.
Vampire in two should have stuck to drinking blood.
Hang two liters of saline and discharge
when he can count backwards from ten.
You suck for taking tonight off and leaving me here
with the most juvenile med student in history.
I can't argue with you on that one, but here's the good news:
Halloween is a notoriously slow night in the ER.
You're a terrible liar. Now leave, please.
Right arm for reattachment. Patient is still trapped in his vehicle.
We have to get back to scene. Dr. Feldman has the details.
- Thank you. - You knew about this?
The call might have come in about 15 minutes ago.
I thought it would be a fun surprise.
You know, trick or treat?
Let's get this arm on ice.
Hold down the fort, Pravesh.
Keep that arm viable for reattachment.
Hmm. Girlfriends?
They're cool. I got one myself.
Isn't that your name?
Yeah. What?
I cannot believe that you made these by yourself.
Well, when you don't leave the house very often,
you look for things to do.
How long has it been?
Since I've had a wild night out
or since I got sober?
I'm kidding.
Four weeks rehab.
Two weeks sober living.
One week on your couch.
- Well, I am proud of you. - Thank you.
And thanks for inviting me tonight. I'm really excited.
Are you kidding me? The costume's at Mina's
Halloween parties are legendary.
Everybody should experience it at least once.
Well, I know you're worried about me staying
son the straight and narrow, but I just want to say,
I'm not just doing this for me anymore,
I'm staying clean for both of us. Okay?
I'm not worried. Do I look worried?
Yeah, you have like a resting worried face.
Laurie, I'm Dr. Conrad Hawkins.
I'm here to help, okay?
I'm really sorry.
This is embarrassing, actually. I-I just have bad dreams.
You have people who need you. I...
I'm not even sure I should have come in. I'm-I'm fine.
Laurie, I'm happy you're here,
because I'd like to make sure it's nothing serious. Sound like a plan?
All right, tell me.
When'd you started having these episodes?
Uh, couple weeks ago.
I figured they'd just go away, but they keep happening.
Getting more intense.
Now...
I'm afraid to fall asleep.
Go ahead... tell me to go home, that there's nothing wrong with me.
It's exactly what the other three doctors said.
Actually, women under 35 are the most misdiagnosed subset
of patients in the country, so, no,
I don't want to tell you that.
Whatever you're experiencing is taking a toll on you.
That's very clear.
Dang it.
I'm sorry.
Sorry, I don't know why I'm crying.
Because you're scared.
Laurie, just tell me everything.
Where you work. The medications you're on. Don't leave anything out.
The smallest of things can lead me to a diagnosis.
No meds.
I don't have a regular job.
I... nanny for a family in Inman Park.
- There's nothing wrong with that. - Says you.
My family hates the whole idea.
We have a farm near Statesboro.
They didn't want me moving to Atlanta.
They think I'm gonna get into trouble in the big city.
We don't talk much anymore.
Actually, we don't talk at all.
That sounds difficult. That must put a lot of stress on you.
They're wrong.
I can handle it.
I'm gonna run some tests... blood panel,
lumbar puncture, MRI.
We're gonna get to the bottom of this together.
What would cause a website not to load on my computer?
Uh, the hospital server blocks porn.
I'm the CEO of the hospital.
I don't look at porn.
Everyone looks at porn.
I'm not watching porn.
Right, 'cause it's blocked.
Remind me why I hired you?
Uh, 'cause your last assistant quit
and my dad is Zip Betournay.
He owns the Crystal Springs Golf Club.
Pretty sure he jumped you to the top of the wait-list to get in.
That was rhetorical.
There is nothing abnormal, is there?
Radiologist will have to give the final read,
but it looks that way.
- Have transpo take her to her room. - Okay.
Dad.
I'm sorry I missed you earlier.
I had some business to attend to.
At 9:00 at night?
Can I make it up to you? I'll swing by Chastain later.
I'm on a shift.
Could be a long one.
Of course.
I understand.
- Where are you taking me? - It's gonna be okay.
- Let me out of here. - I got to go.
- I'm gonna take you to your room, okay? - I'll find you.
No t-take me out of this building!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what's the problem?
She wants to get discharged.
You can't keep me here against my will.
Laurie, we talked about this. I need to run some more tests
so we can figure out what's wrong.
Who are you?
I'm your doctor.
No.
My doctor is Conrad Hawkins.
I just talked to him.
I've never met you before in my life.
Pravesh, I got a page about a reattachment surgery...
a delicate operation that demands my unique skills.
Where's the arm?
I'm keeping it cool on ice.
Good. I'll start its admission process.
But you can't admit an arm.
It's not alive. It doesn't have insurance.
Doesn't have a name.
Okay, I'll give it a name. Clyde.
Clyde? That's the best you can do?
Well, it's uninspired, but whatever.
When I reattach Clyde to the patient,
it will be both alive and insured.
All right.
I don't know who did that.
It wasn't me.
Relax. Clyde has a sense of humor.
I approve.
Okay.
- ? Bring it back now, baby ? - NIC: Wow.
- You look amazing. - Oh, thank you.
And you look...
homemade.
That's a good thing, right?
- She's very hard to read. - Yeah.
Uh, A-minus.
- B-minus for effort. - B-minus?
Plus, I like you both. You may enter.
? Bring it back now, babe ?
? I hate when I have to watch you go ?
- ? To watch you leave, I want ? - Roar!
- ? Your hands all over me ? - No.
? Won't you bring it back? ?
Damn it.
? Bring it back now, baby ?
? Bring it back now, babe ?
? Bring it back now, baby ?
? Bring it back now, babe ?
? Bring it back now, baby ?
? Bring it back now, babe ?
? Bring it back now, baby ?
Hello. I'm a sucker for a man in leopard skin.
You know, for a bunch of doctors
and nurses, I thought this party would be...
- Tame? - No offense.
No, nothing I do is tame.
The prescription drugs that you have for your clinic...
are they in the apartment tonight?
Please give me some credit. I'm not a fool.
Perhaps you should let go of Kitty's leash.
? Bring it back now, baby ?
? Bring it back now, babe. ?
If you really are Dr. Hawkins, why can't I recognize you?
It's called Capgras syndrome. It's very rare.
People see a familiar face, but the emotional charge necessary
for recognition is lost.
It's lost because the area in the brain
that controls emotions has some sort of disconnect there.
And that disconnect is telling you
that you are seeing an imposter when you really aren't.
But why is it happening?
There's a number of possible causes.
Earlier, you told me not to hold back.
So you do the same.
Just tell me the truth.
Do you have any family history of schizophrenia?
Oh, God.
My cousin was schizophrenic.
H-He heard voices. He couldn't take it.
He jumped off the Jackson Street Bridge
- two years ago. - Slow down. Hey, hey, hey.
There is a lot of ground to cover between where we are
right now and diagnosing what's really going on.
I've paged a neurologist.
He will be here very soon,
and he will walk us through everything.
What a noob.
Lag. Lag. Why is it lagging? Okay...
Clear out your desk.
It's your first and last day.
Wait, no, are... R-Really?
This is called a job.
You may not be familiar with jobs.
They usually entail work.
You've done no work.
You can break the news to your dad. I'll find myself a new club.
I get fired, he kills me. For real.
Well, that's something for you to consider in your next job.
If you ever get one.
I can hook you up.
- Excuse me? - I've seen you swiping right all day.
I can find you a smoking hot date, tonight.
Have you lost your mind?
Look, just hear me out.
I match people together, okay?
It's a thing I do. I have no skills
in life whatsoever except for my ability
to put man and woman together.
Sometimes man and man, sometimes lady and lady.
All types. Last-minute.
Short-term, long-term, whatever.
It's a gift that I have, and it's a gift
that I can give to you tonight.
This is painfully inappropriate.
Or it's delightfully perfect.
Okay? I-I have someone in mind.
Capgras, huh? Ah, that's a tough one.
I have a few tests we should do.
Rule out the possibility of biological causes.
Where's my patient?
Laurie.
Uh, she wanted to grab some air.
Uh, did I do something wrong?
Laurie?
I'm never gonna be normal again, am I?
We don't know that.
We only just started doing tests.
Let's give it some time.
I don't know if I can.
I'll be there with you every step of the way.
We'll do this.
We'll do this together.
- You're gonna be fine. Hang in there. - Mm-hmm, yeah.
Okay, who did this?
Wow.
- No, it's not funny. - Yeah, but don't look at me.
The Raptor does not prank.
Although he appreciates pranks.
A man lost his arm.
And he could very well be dying, for all we know.
Still seem funny to you? Is this why
you wanted to become a doctor?
Chill, Pravesh.
I'll reattach Clyde the Arm
to the living body it belongs to as soon as it gets to Chastain.
Incoming! Left leg. Same patient.
Patient is still trapped at scene. 20 minute ETA.
We're gonna need more surgeons.
? I'm looking for some good conversation ?
? Looking for a little inspiration ?
? 'Cause you won't catch me out, catch me out often ?
? If you ain't makin' moves then I'm off it ?
? Particular when it comes to involvement ?
You're being codependent.
How 'bout "Great party. You having a good time?"
I don't ask questions I already know the answers to.
? I'm-a work myself to death if no one stop me ?
Emergency surgery.
I have to go back to Chastain.
Okay, you're in charge now.
- What? - Three things:
one, don't let anyone throw up on my rug;
two, don't let Irving in without a better costume;
and, three, you can have the weight of the world
on your shoulders at Chastain but not in my apartment.
Not tonight.
? I'm-a work myself to death if no one stop me ?
All right.
How about you fill in all the numbers
on this clock for me?
The fact that you drew all the numbers
on one side of the clock means
that there's a biological basis for your illness.
This is actually good news.
- Because I'm not schizophrenic? - Exactly. The test
shows us that only one half of your brain
seems to be interacting with the outside world.
You don't know what's causing it yet?
No. There's still something going on
that our tests didn't pick up yet.
- What could it be? - Inflammation.
Autoimmune diseases. Toxins.
I want to keep you in the hospital overnight.
We're gonna order an EEG,
start you on empiric antibiotics
to treat for possible infectious causes.
I keep thinking...
I brought this on myself.
I-I walked away from my family.
Maybe it's karma or something.
Had I never left, maybe none of this would be
happening to me. I-I deserve the nightmares.
Everyone gets nightmares.
I get my own from time to time.
You didn't bring this upon yourself.
We're gonna give you a sedative through your IV.
Should help you get a good night's rest.
Whatever's happening in her brain,
it's progressing quickly.
We need to find the source fast
to avoid any permanent damage.
Check her in an hour. If she needs more meds, we'll do it then.
She gonna be okay?
Diagnosis is a needle in a haystack.
But I'll keep looking till I find it.
You seem tired.
You sleeping much?
Residents don't get to sleep.
Son, when was the last time you took just a few days off
to recharge your batteries?
I have no idea.
I did the same thing when I was your age.
Burned it at both ends until I burned out.
You going somewhere with this?
I'd like to go somewhere together.
You and me.
I have a place in Anguilla.
Condo by the beach.
We could fly out for a long weekend.
Why didn't you show up for coffee tonight?
I told you, I had business crosstown.
Do you want to try that explanation again?
Because I have never known you to miss an appointment.
Riley, sweetie, watch your sisters, okay?
Where's my husband?
Frank Tanner.
- Uh, he was in a car accident. - The tattoos.
Riley, Gemma, Eve.
Not lovers. Children.
And I just got word: Frank is one minute out.
All right, I'll move them to the waiting room.
Ms. Tanner, I'm Dr. Devon Pravesh.
Come with me.
Your husband hasn't made it to the ER yet, but the moment he does,
we'll take care of him, okay? Just wait there.
- Okay. Girls. - Guys, come on.
46-year-old male. Prolonged extrication.
- Oh, my God, Frank! - Suffered amputation of his arm and leg.
Multiple liters of blood loss on scene.
- Frank! - Wait here.
Okay.
One, two, three.
Get me cordis.
Call out vitals.
70/40. Pulse is 50 and falling.
- Hey, he's about to code. - I know.
Start a rapid transfuser. Hang two units of O neg now.
Heart rate dropping. 30.
All right.
One of epinephrine. Get me the pacer pads.
Heart rate at 20.
Ten.
Zero. All right, somebody better start pumping.
Let me do it. I can do this.
Okay.
Hold compressions. Check pulses.
- Nothing. - Come on, Pravesh.
Frank dies, I've got nobody to operate on tonight.
Is he breathing?
Shock him.
Charging.
Clear.
Nice. Frank lives.
For now. Send him for a pan-scan.
OR Numero Uno is where I'll be.
- ? Take me away... ? - NIC: Hey. Hey!
- Stop that. I mean... Oh, my God, I... - Nic.
My hero. Thanks for letting me in.
This party is epic.
Is it, though?
Uh, hello?
There's a 40% chance I'm making out with Bo-Peep.
Uh, actually there's a 100% chance that Bo-Peep
- is making out with Hercules. - Oh.
She'll come around.
You okay?
I will be once I find Jessie. She's MIA.
Check the closets. Lots of activity in the closets.
? Why not, why not ?
? Why not, what you got to lose ?
? I ain't like the molecule ?
? Why not, why not ?
? Why not, baby, why not ?
? I spot my type in the lineup ?
? I'm up on it like we grinding ?
? But behind it like your spine is ?
? I ain't go to college ?
? I was wiling with them riders ?
? Thank God that I survived it... ?
Hey, not on the bed. Off the bed.
? I know ?
? Do you want to... ?
You, uh, want to make it even better?
I'm gonna save them for later, okay?
Occupied.
- Jessie, come on, open up. - Hey.
You first.
I couldn't find you anywhere. I was just...
Following me around all night and having zero fun?
I'm making out with Tarzan.
- Is that okay with you? - Okay, you know what,
this was a mistake. I shouldn't have brought you here.
- You said you trusted me. - I guess I thought...
I don't need a babysitter, Nic. And you're not Mom.
Mom would never act like this. You know why?
Because she actually made things better.
So why don't you leave me alone
and go out there and drink something with alcohol in it,
and I'll drive us home because, guess what,
- I'm sober. - Jess.
Trick or treat.
Laurie!
Lau... Laurie.
- No... - Laurie! Laurie!
Laurie!
Laurie, stop!
It's okay. It's okay.
- No, no, no! - It's okay, it's okay.
We can help you. John!
Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am...
Femoral bleed!
Gauze, now!
Hawkins, help me hold her down!
I'm on it.
I got her. We're good, we're good.
40 of ketamine.
Come on. Ready?
- Ready. - All right,
ready when you are.
I got-I got pressure on the artery.
CT angio and then prep for the OR.
- You have a handle on this one? - Thought I did. It's unlike
anything I've ever seen before.
Well, find me if you need fresh eyes.
I will.
Nic, what are you doing?
- I can't breathe. I can't breathe. - Okay. Okay.
Are you having a panic attack?
Since when do you have panic attacks?
Hey, hey. Leave the room. Genie, back in your bottle.
- Since when? - It's not something I advertise.
Seriously? How long?
Over a year.
You can't just take care of everyone except you, you know that, right?
- Look, I'm managing. - Are you? Because you're sitting
on a kitchen floor, hyperventilating.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You're okay.
You're okay. Just breathe.
- I'm trying to. - I know.
It's so scary.
I'm right here. I'm right here, okay?
Look who you're talking to.
You're always here for me, Nic. I'm here for you.
Lean back.
Bell told me what's up.
Give me good news.
Decent'll have to do.
Surgery on Laurie's femoral artery's gonna take about
a half hour if there's no other arteries or veins that are severed.
All indications are they aren't.
Let me know if that changes once you get in the OR.
Will do.
Dr. Nolan.
Check Laurie's lower abdomen
while you're in there, between the right hip and umbilicus.
I'll be nearby, getting proximal control for the repair,
but I prefer to stay out of her abdomen.
Why do you want me to do that?
Oh, that's-that's an incidentaloma.
- It's a benign growth. It's nothing. - Yeah, or it could be
something that explains everything.
I'll give it a look.
Dr. Bell.
Vivian.
Comes with the territory.
You save their life?
- I did. - You do this often?
Save lives?
Get set up on a blind date by your assistant.
Never.
Me either.
I'm not kicking myself at the moment.
Me either.
Go save your patient.
And I'll do my best
to be patient.
Dr. Bell. Sorry about the 11th-hour page.
I thought three surgeons would do the trick.
You definitely need a fourth.
I can go arm, leg, or float between the two.
I don't know, Dr. Voss here is excited
to reattach homeboy's missing getaway stick.
You and I will rock the arm, all right?
Well, wouldn't it be great if we could give
this father of three the ability to walk his daughter
down the aisle one day?
Hate to break your delicate heart, Dr. Austin, but...
I'll take Mina. There, it's settled.
Ladies on the leg. All-stars on the arm.
Is there a person to go with the limbs, or...
He's crashing. Austin, you're on the scans. Voss, circulation.
Pressure's 70/55. Plummeting fast.
- He have any other injuries? - Uh, broken ribs, bruised lungs.
Contained mediastinal bleed we need to watch.
Abdomen and pelvis look good. This is all hemorrhagic shock.
Are we good with the massive transfusion protocol?
Got four units in the ER.
Hang another two, get the TXA ready,
and call down to the blood bank. We're gonna need everything they've got.
So much for walking down the aisle.
Let's make sure he lives to see his children again.
"In nothing do men more nearly"
approach the gods than in giving health to men."
- Cicero. - Quote:
"Check Laurie's abdomen."
Hawkins.
Uh, Andy, I'm gonna need you
to give me a little bit more of that in this.
How long has the leg been severed?
Somewhere around five hours.
I'm guessing 20 minutes before that limb loses viability.
Then perhaps the focus should be
on the limb you're trying to save.
Uh, correction, lovey. The limb we are saving.
Suction.
Sponge.
Clamp.
All right, keep transfusing. Put him on Trendenlenburg.
He's bleeding out.
You're taking too much blood away
- from the leg. He'll necrose. - We're losing the arm.
- And who's blunder was that? - The artery was weakened.
- What's taking so long? - I don't know
what you're talking about. The problem's solved.
New problem.
He's bradying down.
Get the ultrasound.
Tamponade compressed his heart.
The mediastinal bleed must have opened up.
Lacerated P-A. Sternal saw to me.
- Need to go on pump? - No. We're good.
Another two units PRBCs.
Still trending down.
I'm gonna need more cardiac support.
Slam that blood into him.
Vitals are improving.
Show-off.
Hey, if you got it, flaunt it.
As we were.
? TeamChastain, baby.
Laurie's recovering. You were right.
Checking the abdomen was a good call.
- This thing has teeth. - It has a tooth.
It's a teratoma. It's not gonna bite you, Ricky.
Teratomas are genetic anomalies that reproduce organs,
or sometimes bone or teeth, all within a pocket of flesh.
Rare. Unpleasant.
Perfectly appropriate discovery on All Hallows' Eve.
Some teratomas create antibodies that attack the brain,
and this can lead to encephalitis.
- They can. - We'll rerun her CSF panel
for Anti-NMDA antibodies.
I think we got this.
Okay, that's enough.
I'm really gonna be okay?
Yes. Yes!
Yeah. You have Anti-NMDA encephalitis.
It's a rare infection of the brain.
It was causing all your symptoms.
We're gonna give you a combination
of steroids and immunoglobulins.
Your night terrors might persist for a bit, but
you should be back to your normal life in no time.
Ah. I haven't spoken to my family
in two years, but right now...
can't wait to tell them I'm gonna be okay.
I just hope they pick up the phone.
Family is complicated.
You just have to hope
that they'll be there for you in the end.
You were right.
I should string a few days together, recharge my batteries.
- Just say the word. - I will.
When you tell me the truth.
Where were you today?
Maybe when you stop lying to me,
I'll consider going to an island with you.
Sharing everything all the time
is not something I'm interested in.
Well, I am.
Son, I'm a lot of things,
but a hypocrite isn't one of them.
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm not exactly sitting
across from an open book.
You left home and didn't tell me where you were for ten years.
I had to hire a private investigator to track you down.
So don't ask of me
what you refuse to ask of yourself.
Get some rest.
Welcome back, Frank.
What... what happened to me?
Wee bit of a car accident.
Dr. Voss and I were part of the team that reattached
your arm and your leg.
Did-did I almost die?
Couple of times.
The important thing is you're here now.
Yeah, m-my wife?
And daughters?
Do-do they know?
Yeah. They're on their way up here now.
Hi.
Hi. Um...
Oh, it's-it's okay, sweetie. It's okay.
Daddy loves you, honey.
Nice assist in the ER today, Pravesh.
Thanks, Dr. Austin.
And what you pulled off in the OR...
Shh. I know what I did well.
Isn't this the loveliest part of the job?
What part are we talking about?
The part that makes you want
to pick up the phone and call your own kids.
American Bobtail and a Maine Coon are the only kids I got.
Wait. You have human kids?
Two, from my first marriage.
All grown now.
And one of my kids has a kid.
Good night, chaps.
Her kid has a kid.
She's a grandmother.
You know, I...
You know, I was thinking
that this indelible session would be...
One time. No strings.
I now find myself reconsidering.
Me too.
I got to say, my new assistant was right
about his matchmaking skills.
We raised him right.
My ex-husband is so hard on Grayson, but I'm proud of him.
He's a good son.
What?
Uh, where's Nic?
Oh, I gave her the night off.
three broken glasses, a clogged sink, and...
Holly Golightly spilled a drink on your rug.
It's never coming out. I know. I'm sorry.
Stop it.
No, you stop it.
You silly little minx.
Oh, it's been going on for a while.
- It's actually kind of adorable. - Stop it.
What a nightmare.
Mom!
MAN ; Go now, boy.
Get out of here, boy!
Dad, no! Please!
Please.
Shh, shh. It's okay.
Want to talk about it?
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