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Remember when you were a kid and you lost a tooth and you kept running your tongue over the gap? Without my wedding ring, it's like the same thing. Something's missing.
Well, I don't know if it's any consolation, but what do they say? "One door closes and another one opens."
Dr. Reese. I understand that congratulations are in order.
I just quit pathology.
Nice fricking move. Right on, sister. I knew you were smart.
[confused at his response] I don't have a job.
So what? You're gonna be fine.
So, Dr. Reese, the reason I'm here... uh, aside from the coffee of course, is that Med has a residency opening for you.
I'll take it.
On my service.
Psychiatry?
Enough foam. Enough foam.
Okay. Um... Dr. Charles, thank you, but I've never considered psychiatry. I don't think I'm equipped.
I think you have all the tools. You're a problem solver. You pay attention. And look at how beautiful you're making my coffee despite all my meddling.
But... I don't know how to talk to people.
It's actually more about listening than talking.
[handing him a coffee cup] Grande quad three-quarters-caf nonfat, no whip mocha.
I'll tell you what. How about you come and spend the day with me, and then see what you think.
You know who the most unhappy people in the world are?
Hmm?
Fifteen year old girls.
I remember.
Mom said Emmie had hundreds of friends. Hyperbole?
Maybe not. [showing him her phone] She could have hundreds of friends.
Oh, like that.
Girls her age share everything. They judge everything. Maybe Emmie was shamed, and that led to a suicide attempt?
Let me know what you find.
HR informed me that you still haven't supplied them with current malpractice insurance.
Well, I'm trying to find a carrier that'll write me a policy.
I'm guessing that's because of the lawsuit.
Doesn't make sense. The suit was dropped.
But to an insurance company, you still look like a bad risk. Attending physicians must provide their own malpractice insurance. Now, the hospital could give you a grace period of two weeks, but after that...
I understand.
Look, I know you and I have had our ups and downs, but I don't want to lose you. So I'll make a few calls.
Thank you.
You may not want to thank me. I guarantee, your insurance will not come cheap.
And Emmie does have hundreds of friends. 623 to be exact. She's on a lot of social media platforms.
623 friends? Yikes. Who do you invite to the birthday party?
Mm-hmm. She isn't always very nice to the other girls.
Not very nice?
She wasn't shamed. She's the shamer.
Interesting. Well, so what do you think?
Maybe... Emmie realized she really hurt someone and she felt guilty?
Guilty enough to kill herself?
Hmm. I don't know.
You know what? We got to get Emmie to open up. Next time mom takes a break, jump in there, give it another shot.
Uh, Dr. Charles, wait. Where are you going?
Well, I just thought Emmie might be more comfortable talking to a woman, and somebody her own age.
But I don't know what to say, what to ask.
Well, I think that once you get in there, you'll discover that you do.
The roommate search is not going well.
Well, you're trolling the Internet. What'd you expect?
It's the hospital community page. I don't know, someone like... me.
Oh, you mean, like, a slightly anal, overly stubborn, rule breaking control freak? Good luck.
Really? When I'm already down?
Here, look at this. Come on, it'll make you feel better.
[looks into microscope] What is it?
Molluscum contagiosum. It's a type of pox virus. It's a nasty one, actually. Even so, stunning, right? Like 10 pounds of raspberry rock candy pressed into a 5-pound bag.
[notices Dr. Reese looking at her] What are you thinking?
Anxiety is a powerful emotion. Would you say that you feel more nervous about the situation or fearful of the future?
I-I don't know. Both, I guess.
How have you been sleeping? Waking up at night? Earlier than you'd like? [April and Maggie look at each other and start giggling] What?
Oh, my God. You're shrinking me. [to Maggie, amused] Three weeks in psych, and she's Freud.
[about his patient] 15 years, homeless, essentially blind. I mean, that's a crap hand. He should be pissed. Yet, he's happy as can be. Crazy I got this patient today.
My experience, we get the patients we need.
You've created a monster, you know that? Turns out the English language is primarily comprised of buzzwords for borderline personality disorders. And now that I know them, I can't have a conversation without immediately seeing the psych in people, which is clearly an impulsive reaction, which, by the way, could also suggest a borderline personality disorder. I mean, I... I... I can't even not analyze myself. And now I'm using double negatives.
You're a first year psych resident. Compulsive diagnosing is par for the course. My first year, I was convinced that a friend of mine had dissociative identity disorder because suddenly he would only listen to Euro-Disco. Really. My advice? Think less, listen more. You'll be just fine.
I miss my brother, is that so horrible?
He's gone!
Not completely! Not to me! I know I hurt you, but I'm not going to lose you. If I have to drag you kicking and screaming into the CT scanner, that's what's going to happen.
Do you think it's weird?
What, you hooking up with your late husband's best friend?
Not "hooking up".
Whatever you want to call it. You're asking me if it's weird.
Yeah.
Ehh, a little.
[Natalie sighs]
Don't stress out about it. I learned a long time ago that you have to do what makes you happy, even if some people think it's strange.
[Reese wheels him into the hospital in a wheelchair] Actually, totally my fault. Overdid it on the PT; had to do that last leg lift, and this is my reward [hearing Reese yawn] Am I boring you, Doctor?
Oh, no, sorry. I stayed up all night attacking the library, got all the way to Bowlby.
Bowlby? Great stuff.
Mm-hmm.
Made Charles Dickens the fascination of an entire generation of shrinks.
Bowlby said that Darwin had a panic disorder.
Oh, yes, ma'am. Charlie had a dark side. Wait 'till you get to Barloon and Noyes.
Dr. Charles, Dr. Reese. Thanks for coming down.
What's up, Ethan? What do you got?
Amanda Kendrick-Dobbs. Seven months pregnant, gravid belly, history of fetal movement and Braxton Hicks contractions; all signs of a normal pregnancy.
So what's the issue?
[handing over a tablet] There's no baby.
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