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So, Dr. Chang. What's my diagnosis?
The irregularity in your heart rhythm
is substantial,
your shortness of breath is very worrisome.
You're staying put until we can figure out what's going on.
No stress, no stimuli. Calm and quiet.
Nurse Brian, can you keep an eye on her?
This makes no sense. I had a full physical a year ago
before I took over as CEO of this hospital.
Your heart was healthy then. It isn't now.
I don't understand.
Erica, you discharged my patient. I wanna know why.
Meghan, Erica needs calm and quiet. You should leave.
It's okay, Dr. Chang.
Dr. Phillips, your patient isn't critical.
He's been referred to the free clinic
on an outpatient basis.
I'm aware, but with full-time care,
he'll get better in weeks instead of months.
- I want him readmitted. No.
End of discussion.
That's enough. Out.
I won't let this happen again.
What is that? What are you doing?
That was a good run. - Yeah.
Now for the smoothie I promised you.
Oh. Can't wait.
Hey, did I tell you my mother went to California
to help my cousin with her new baby?
Oh, Georgina had her baby? That's great news.
Yeah. Beautiful girl.
My mom was sending me pictures on the hour.
Accompanied by the "When am I going to be a grandmother"
- guilt trip? - How did you know?
The same thing happened to me when my sister had Parker.
My parents got grandparent fever.
Well, my dad is home alone now that he's retired,
and going a bit stir-crazy.
He went from 80-hour weeks as an accountant down to zero,
so, I was thinking, maybe, we could all have dinner?
Oh.
I mean, I don't wanna force you to meet him if you're not ready.
He feels like he already knows you.
Of course, I feel like I know him, too.
You sure?
Yes, really. It'll be... it'll be fun.
Ooh. I'm gonna have to take a rain check on that smoothie.
I've just been assigned a high-profile post mortem
that takes priority over everything else.
- Who is it? - I don't know.
I'll call you about dinner with my dad?
- Okay. - Bye.
It was a strong case, Paulina.
I would say the evidence still supports a guilty verdict.
Clayton Morrel killed his wife.
The only fault I can find is my decision not to use
the witness Walter Faraday.
You made an informed decision
based on his history of alcohol abuse.
You felt that the jury wouldn't find him credible.
But it should've been murder in the first degree.
I settled for a lesser charge.
To guarantee a guilty verdict. We've all had to do it.
Still. Ten years into a 20-year sentence
and Clayton Morrel is up for parole?
Hardly seems a fair punishment.
I know, but it's rare to be granted parole
the first time around, especially for murderers.
I suppose I just feel responsible for this one.
I get it. But you're the district attorney now.
You'll speak at his parole hearing,
and your words will matter. A lot.
Will you be there?
Of course. I've got your back.
Like old times.
Just like always.
Meeting the father, huh?
I know. I'm a little nervous about it actually.
Well, that's good. It means you care.
I do. I care. I just...
It's been a while since I've met anyone's parents.
Oh, Hailey, if anyone's a parent's dream, it's you.
What exactly is a "Parent's dream", Fincher?
Huh, let's see. Educated? Check.
- Good job? Check. - Mm-hmm.
Kind? Check. Good looks? Check.
Good cook? Mm-hmm.
- Why didn't you say "Check"? - Hmm?
What, you know. You don't wanna be too perfect.
You know, it's too good to be true, all that stuff.
- Fincher.
- Where's Jonas, anyway? - He's stuck at work.
- How about Meghan? - Same.
CEO of the hospital died last night.
They're all in shock.
Oh. That must be the VIP case Jonas was assigned.
- What happened? - I don't know.
It was all very sudden, apparently.
- Huh? - Yeah.
Now, the hospital's in damage control mode
and everybody's panicking, Meghan included.
I've got some time today. Maybe I'll run by the hospital
and give Meghan a little moral support.
Well, I'm sure she'd appreciate that.
You see? Kind? Check, check. Two checks for Hailey Dean.
- And I can cook. - Yeah... you... Yeah, right.
- We can check that. - Yeah, we can check it.
- Hi, Meghan. - Hailey.
- What are you doing here? - I just heard what happened.
I wanted to make sure you were okay. What's going on?
We're expecting an announcement any minute.
How are you holding up?
I can't quite wrap my head around it.
I just spoke to Erica yesterday.
And medically, she seemed fine?
We were holding her for observation,
but she was alert, she seemed like her usual self.
Annoyed to be stuck in a hospital bed.
She was a very active person.
A big golfer. It just doesn't make any sense.
Who was her doctor?
I would imagine this would be really difficult for them.
Dr. Chang was handling her case.
Erica lured him here from New York.
He's a very talented cardiologist
with an ego to match.
- He's more robot than human. - Hmm.
Do you know who her nurses were?
Brian Martin and Lisa Shunstrom. That's Lisa.
She's been working here longer than I have.
Brian Martin's over there,
talking to Ivy, Erica's assistant.
Former assistant, I should say.
They look deep in conversation.
I didn't know they even knew each other.
but I guess we're all worried someone's gonna get blamed.
If I could just have everyone's attention for a moment, please.
Most of you know me, um, but for those who don't,
my name is Robert Harms, I'm the chairman
of the board of directors for Atlanta Memorial Hospital.
These are times of great sadness for all of us.
And I'm gonna do everything I can
as interim CEO to make sure that
the transition of leadership is as seamless as possible.
My door will be open to all of you.
Just as Erica's always was.
Were Mr. Harms and Erica very close?
I wouldn't have thought so.
They were both up for the CEO job,
and Erica won it over him.
I'm surprised he's so emotional.
Hi, um, I'm Hailey Dean. I don't want to disturb you,
but I understand that you were both assigned to Erica Schulman
and I just wanted to let you know
that if you needed to talk to anyone, I'm available.
You're a therapist?
That's really kind of you to offer.
Sometimes it's easier to talk to an outsider
than someone you know or work with.
That's nice, thanks.
Uh, we're just super busy on this floor.
- I can imagine.
And that's a call button.
I'll go. Thanks.
- Do you two work well together? - Yeah, we try.
Lisa's a hard worker.
She does her job and keeps to herself.
- And how about you? - I'm still a bit new here.
Takes a while to find your place at a new job.
Looks like you're doing fine. Did you know Erica well?
Not very, no. But she was really kind,
and very dedicated to the hospital.
She was still running things even after she'd been admitted.
Blood pressure didn't even budge
when Dr. Phillips barged in and started yelling at her.
- Dr. Meghan Phillips? - It was pretty nasty.
But Erica didn't even blink an eye.
She's an amazing woman.
She didn't deserve to suffer. At least now she can be at rest.
Excuse me, I have to go.
You should find Ivy. She was Erica's assistant.
I know she'd like to talk to somebody like you.
Hey.
Ivy, isn't it?
- Hi. I'm Hailey.
I don't mean to corner you, but I'm a therapist,
and given what's happened,
I just wanna let you know if you need to talk, I'm here.
Oh. That is so kind of you, thank you.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Oh. No. Not at all, Dr. Phillips.
Uh, Mr. Harms is expecting you, I'm gonna go check on him.
I've been called to the Principal's office.
For something good, I hope.
I, honestly, have no idea.
All right, Dr. Phillips, Mr. Harms is waiting for you.
Thanks.
Hi.
Oh, no. What happened to our chair?
That is the first chair we ever bought
for our first office together.
It's the only one I wanted to keep when we move offices.
I know. My client went to sit down and she just...
- kept going right through. - Oh.
She's fine, don't worry.
It actually helped break the ice,
- we had our best session ever. - Huh? Silver lining.
Although, I don't think that is a technique
we should be using, like, ever again.
Definitely not.
Uh, how are things at the hospital?
No one wants to talk.
Hmm. Well, all you can do is make yourself available.
As usual, you are right.
Do you wanna grab a bite after work?
I can't. I'm going to dinner with Jonas and his Dad.
- First time? - Mm-hmm.
He's going to adore you.
Just be yourself, and he'll have no choice.
Yeah.
Thanks for picking me up.
So, I'm kind of nervous to meet your Dad.
- Is that silly? - Of course, not.
But honestly, don't be nervous. It'll be fun.
That was convincing.
I'm sorry, it's just this case, Erica Schulman?
No cause of death yet?
Cause of death, yes. Heart failure.
Which fits with the sudden arrhythmia she experienced,
but the cause of that arrhythmia and subsequent heart failure
- is still anyone's guess. - So, what's yours?
Based on her medical history,
there should've been no reason for her heart to fail.
And the heart itself isn't giving me any clues.
It was either a freak accident inside the heart...
- Or? -...or a chemical reaction.
But to what? I've tested for 100 different substances,
- and nothing. - You know,
I've never heard you talk about a case like this before.
I've never run across a case like this before
and I'm starting to near the end of my testing protocols.
Okay. There's nothing you can do about it tonight.
And I'm the one who's supposed to be worried.
He's going to love you, because I love you.
Come on.
We've been enjoying a bit of a second honeymoon
in these last few months.
But, now with my wife away,
I don't know what to do with myself.
And I know she wants me to find something other than her
to occupy my new found free time.
Have you considered keeping a few clients
and just working part-time?
Well, I had the option, but honestly, I didn't love my job.
I worked with good people,
and I miss them, but I don't miss the work itself.
I had no idea. I always thought you loved it.
It was a good job that provided for my family.
That was all that mattered.
Well, all the more reason to enjoy yourself now.
Easier said than done.
Hailey, you must see this with other retirees.
What's your advice?
Well, you have to build a whole new routine.
I usually tell my patients that they should start
with the things they used to love,
but stopped having time for.
And if that's not of interest,
just go for something you've always wanted to try.
That's good advice.
You read my mind. - Hmm.
My dad was very impressed with you, by the way.
Oh. I'm so relieved. I was shaking in my boots.
No one could tell.
You got here just in time
to witness the last few test results.
- Oh. Right on cue. - I'm not feeling very hopeful.
- That's the spirit.
It's here. The cause of death.
What does it say?
An overdose of digoxin.
Hailey. Erica Schulman was poisoned.
Digoxin is used to treat heart conditions,
specifically congestive heart failure.
Which Erica didn't have?
No, and even if she had,
it wouldn't have been the first drug of choice.
Digoxin has fallen out of favor in the last few years,
as safer medications have been developed.
Safer?
It comes from Digitalis, more commonly known as Foxglove.
Oh, the poisonous flower.
Anyway, you're saying that
digoxin was not prescribed to the victim.
Not according to her chart.
But it could've been an accident.
That's unlikely.
These kinds of drugs have extra precautions
so that mistakes like this don't happen.
And you're certain there's no innocent explanation?
The levels of digoxin in Erica Schulman's blood
were way too high for a prescribed dosage
of any drug, really.
She would've only been given that much to kill her.
And that's not the only thing.
Oh. I'm afraid to ask.
Erica developed a sudden arrhythmia
forcing her to be admitted into the hospital.
Now, I can't prove this,
but a high enough dosage of digoxin can cause arrhythmia
as in otherwise healthy patients.
So someone tried to kill her twice?
Very possibly.
But why didn't your initial drug test pick up on that?
Digoxin isn't on a standard drug panel
because it isn't a standard drug these days.
So whoever chose it must've known that
and hoped it wouldn't be detected.
Well, that sounds like an inside job.
Would the hospital have this drug?
Possibly. Doctors do still prescribe it as a last resort.
All right, we will consider it a suspicious death for now.
Did you report it to the hospital?
I called the acting CEO myself.
Then, why hasn't anyone called us?
Digoxin? That sounds deliberate to me.
But someone wanting to kill Erica? I can't imagine it.
I'm equally surprised.
The staff I spoke to seemed genuinely upset about her death.
Did anyone have a problem with her?
She was the CEO of a hospital.
There were a lot of people who had problems with her.
But to poison her right here in the hospital,
I don't know anyone who would do that.
Anybody have access to her room?
Pretty much anyone.
We were all usually so busy that no one would notice
unless it was someone who really wasn't supposed to be there.
I think we can assume it's someone who works here.
What a horrible thought, but, yes, I guess so.
Yeah, I can't help with motives,
but we do have digoxin here at the pharmacy.
There would be a record if any of it had been dispensed.
Who do we talk to about that?
Anne, the head pharmacist.
And she wasn't exactly Erica's biggest fan.
Why not?
Erica was going to implement a new automated system
to cut the pharmacy staff down to the bare minimum.
Anne was advocating against it.
Word was she was going to be the first to be let go.
Hey, Monty. I was just calling you.
Meghan said that the pharmacist
might've had motive against Erica?
Might be worth a chat.
No, Mr. Harms assures me that there is no digoxin missing.
But I was just on my way over to the pharmacy
- to verify that for myself. - Hmm.
- Care to join me? - I thought you'd never ask.
Well, I figured I'd invite you since you'll just come anyway.
- You're not wrong. - So, no Fincher?
He's with Meghan, she's pretty shaken up over all of this.
- Yeah, understandably. - So, you were with Mr. Harms.
Did he say why he hadn't called the police?
He said they were waiting for internal confirmation
- on Jonas's report. - In other words,
he was hoping to avoid an official investigation
opening up the hospital to bad press
- and potential lawsuits. - Yeah. My take exactly.
What happened to Erica is sad, but we work in a hospital.
People die every day.
Who has access to this pharmacy?
Only me.
The only one in the whole hospital.
Yes.
So, how does a doctor go about getting a drug?
There are automated dispensers on every floor
for the standard drugs that doctors use all the time.
Experimental or potentially dangerous drugs
are safely locked away in here.
I'm the only one with the passkey.
I heard that Erica Schulman was going to introduce
an automated main dispensary to help you out.
It wouldn't have helped me at all.
But I don't have to worry about that now,
lucky for everyone.
Technology is only as good as the people who use it.
I know what happens when a pharmacist isn't consulted.
Doctors are too busy, they can't catch everything,
so I am their safety net, not a machine.
So, if someone were to prescribe something like digoxin,
you would be the one to determine
- it was the best option. - That's a very specific example.
But, yes. Digoxin is a last resort.
It's not used lightly around here.
And, no, nothing is missing. I run a very tight ship.
Still, I'd like to see the records
and the digoxin for myself.
I didn't get the feeling Anne the pharmacist was lying.
I mean, she was a bit defensive,
but that's understandable given the circumstances.
What does Monty think?
Oh, she's still back in there going through
the digoxin records from the last few years,
making sure nobody was hoarding it,
waiting for the right opportunity.
That's thorough. Maybe a bit of a stretch.
I think it's safe to assume
the digoxin didn't come from the hospital.
- So then where? - It's a great question.
- How's Meghan doing? - She's a little more rattled
than I think she'd care to admit.
So where you heading now?
I'm actually headed to your office.
Paulina asked me to sit in on a meeting
with Clayton Morrel's sister in law.
Oh. The sister of the victim.
She must be unsettled about this parole hearing.
- Aren't we all? Yeah.
- See ya. - All right.
Thank you both for seeing me.
My door is always open to you, Amelia.
I'm glad you finally returned my calls.
I almost didn't.
This parole hearing must be bringing up
a lot of old feelings.
I don't feel any differently than the day that he killed her.
- I'm still so angry. - I sympathize.
And I want you to know that I'm going to be speaking
at the parole hearing and you are welcome to do the same.
I don't think I can be in the same room as that man.
He pledged to honor and protect my sister.
But he didn't.
He murdered her.
As far as I'm concerned,
he should have to pay for that for the rest of his life.
I feel the same way, and I'm going to do
everything in my power to keep him on the inside.
I hope so.
Because if Clayton gets out of prison...
I don't know what I'll do.
So, Paulina asked me to check in with Clayton Morrel.
I know she's hoping for some dirt,
but I haven't been able to find anything.
It seems he was a model prisoner.
He was a model husband, too, at least on the outside.
Clayton was always very good at making people see
what he wanted them to see.
You know, that warden's report would go a long way.
I know. Paulina's so desperate to keep him inside,
I'm afraid it'll undermine her position.
Yeah, but that's where you come in.
To provide the impartial assessment.
Impartial? We'll see.
Have you talked to Meghan?
- Oh.
This might be her. I think her ears were burning.
Hey, Meghan.
Fincher, where are you?
Just getting some coffee with Hailey.
- Great. Bring her too. - Where?
The police station, I think.
Police station?
I think... I might be in trouble.
Okay. We're coming. Hang on.
This has to be a misunderstanding.
Monty heard from multiple sources
that Meghan had a heated argument
with Erica hours before she died.
I heard the same thing too, Finch,
even before Jonas found the digoxin.
An argument doesn't mean anything.
She's gotta ask questions.
Do you wanna tell me what you and Erica Schulman
were arguing about?
She allowed one of my patients
to be discharged into outpatient care.
I wanted her to readmit him.
I am told that this isn't the first time you disagreed
over patients being discharged too early.
Yes. It's true.
But that doesn't mean I didn't admire
everything else she was doing.
You were on shift the night Erica died?
Yes.
If we were to check your financial records,
would we find any suspicious purchases?
Like illegal digoxin? Of course, not.
And you won't mind if we confirm that for ourselves?
Go ahead. I have nothing to hide.
This is ridiculous.
You can't hold me in custody for having an argument.
You can go.
Not only did the police
haul me off in front of all my colleagues,
I can only see patients while supervised now.
It's humiliating. I didn't do anything wrong.
Maybe everybody's looking in the wrong place.
What about Dr. Chang?
You said that he was Erica's cardiologist.
He's the hospital superstar. He's half the reason
our surgical team gets the funding it does.
Someone needs to have a chat with him,
but it won't be me.
That was the district attorney herself on the phone.
Oh. Paulina just called you? That can't be good.
It isn't.
I've been told to stay away from this investigation.
Apparently, I have a conflict of interest.
She's not wrong, Fincher, I'm sorry.
I know. But I'm not sorry about it.
Me neither.
So, I managed to get a meeting with Robert Harms.
He's been a bit cagey with Monty,
but we'll see what I can get out of him.
Thanks, Hailey.
Hailey, I'm sorry,
Mr. Harms is running a few minutes late on a call.
He was wondering if you wouldn't mind waiting
- just a couple minutes. - Not a problem at all.
- How are you? - I'm, uh, I'm still fine.
You know you can talk to me about anything,
it doesn't have to be about Erica.
Yeah, well, I... I don't want to come across as heartless
because I care more about a guy than my boss dying.
Emotions aren't rational,
and they aren't the same for everyone.
I don't know, I...
Well, tell me what's going on. Maybe I can help.
Okay. So, listen, I have been seeing this guy,
and at first I wasn't sure if it was exclusive or not,
but things have been getting a little more serious,
and honestly, I'm just... I'm getting tired of hiding it.
He wants you to keep it a secret?
Yeah. I mean, it's not like he's ashamed of me or anything.
It's just that if anyone found out,
he could, uh, you know, get in trouble.
Because he works here at the hospital
and it's against the rules.
How... how did you find out? Who told you?
Don't worry, I didn't hear it through the hospital grapevine,
it's just an educated guess.
- Please don't tell anyone. - I won't.
But you need to talk to him.
- You think so? I do. And then,
you should find out what hospital policy is
and figure out what you have to do to take
your relationship public. Assuming you both want to.
Uh... ...that's scary.
Everything worth fighting for always is.
Oh. You're right.
- Oh. One sec.
Yes? Yeah, okay. I'll send her right up.
Mr. Harms is ready for you now.
- Let me know what happens. - I will, thank you.
Mm-hmm. - It's just around here.
Come on in.
Miss Dean. Sorry to keep you waiting.
Uh, Ivy, would you please call Detective Montgomery,
let her know the legal department
won't allow us to release any files without a subpoena.
- Of course. - Please have a seat.
Always listen to your legal department.
I used to be a prosecutor.
- How can I help you? I think you know
that I am a friend of Dr. Meghan Phillips.
That was such a shock. She had so much promise.
She still has promise.
The investigation is far from over.
In my experience,
the most obvious suspect is usually the guilty one.
Hmm? That's interesting.
My experience is the exact opposite.
Are you here to plead Dr. Phillips' innocence?
No, I was actually, just, wondering if you had any idea
who might've benefitted from Erica's death.
Are you accusing me?
Oh, not at all, though I can see why you might think that.
By your logic, you would be the most obvious beneficiary,
and... thereby the guilty one.
I don't think anyone believes that.
I'm sure they don't.
But what about Dr. Chang?
He was Erica's cardiologist. He had obvious opportunity.
I think I'm gonna heed your advice
and listen to my legal department.
I can't divulge hospital business.
You understand?
I do.
Thank you for your time.
Hailey Dean, is it?
I don't seem to have your medical chart
for some reason. Can you tell me your symptoms?
Oh, I'm not here for that. I'm just here to talk.
This is a surgical consult. Not a therapy session.
I'm a friend of Dr. Phillips, and I was hoping to talk to you
about the death of Erica Schulman.
- Are you with the police? - Not technically.
I can imagine how hard it must be to lose a patient.
You can't.
It would be normal to have some feelings of guilt.
I don't.
I did everything I could.
Including treating her with digoxin?
Digoxin?
You obviously didn't go to medical school.
I would've never prescribed her digoxin at such an early stage.
I hadn't even found the cause of the arrhythmia.
That must've been frustrating for you.
Not all medical problems are obvious. I like a challenge.
I didn't make a mistake. I don't make mistakes,
and I have real patients who need help.
Not busybodies who are just here to waste my very valuable time.
- Oh, hello, stranger. - Well, hello back.
- Aren't you Dr. McClellan? - Yes?
Oh. We're all such fans.
Honestly, we never bothered to open it,
- we all like the cover so much. That's nice.
This is my girlfriend, Hailey.
We met. You're Dr. Phillips' therapist friend.
- That's right. - How is Dr. Phillips?
I feel really badly for her.
She's managing.
You don't think she had anything to do with Erica's death.
You know, everyone knows the nurses see everything.
If I was gonna trust anyone's opinion,
it would be yours.
Oh.
We're not supposed to talk about it.
Makes sense. The hospital's being careful.
Thanks for your help.
But I guess since you're affiliated with the hospital,
I wouldn't be speaking out of turn.
Well, I suppose that's true.
Of course, everyone knows Robert Harms got passed over
for the CEO job.
But it was a pretty big shock to everyone,
and no one really knows why.
Why do you think?
Robert's the cautious type.
He wanted to save money to make money,
but Erica was all about investing in the hospital
to make it more efficient in the long-term.
Did Mr. Harms ever do anything to undermine Erica?
Never. I actually always thought
there was something romantic between them.
Just the way he looked at her sometimes.
What about the nurses? Was Erica well-liked?
She was the boss. Who likes their boss?
Thanks so much for your help. It was really nice meeting you.
Oh, don't mention it, Dr. McClellan.
Please, call me Jonas.
- Oh.
You can have my salad.
I don't want your salad.
So, so, wait. You're saying that all Jonas had to do
was flash those baby blues and the nurse spilled everything?
It was pretty amazing to watch, although not that helpful.
So, turns out, that Robert Harms was passed over for the CEO job,
and Anne the pharmacist was convinced that Erica's
new automation program was going to make her redundant.
Hmm. Well, that sounds like motive enough.
And then, there's the enigma that is Dr. Chang.
Enigma no more.
I found out that good old Dr. Chang
is currently being sued for malpractice.
Well, that's common with doctors.
Well, this happened off hospital property.
Chang had to enlist his own lawyer.
So the hospital wasn't handling it?
Not their property, not their problem.
And that order came from Erica herself.
Now that's the kind of motive we've been looking for.
Mm-hmm.
Hey, Monty. I was just about to call you.
We have a suspect in the death of Erica Schulman.
Let's put a pin in that. Jonas just identified another victim.
Sarah Van Valkenburg, 87 years old.
She had kidney disease and was in the hospital for a biopsy.
According to her chart, there were no complications,
so I did a more comprehensive blood panel
than I normally would,
which is how I found the extremely high level
of digoxin in her blood.
Just like Erica.
Is there any possibility of a legitimate explanation?
There is no medical reason
for Mrs. Van Valkenburg to take digoxin.
To me, this seems like another targeted victim.
Have you been able to get Erica's hospital records yet?
Not yet. But, given the latest development,
I'm sure I can get a warrant for that and a duty roster.
- I gotta go. Parole hearing. - Clayton Morrel?
It's all over the news. Good luck.
Thanks.
We must remember Clayton Morrel's crime.
He planned and executed
the murder of his wife in her own home.
You've all heard the horrific details.
It was calculated and methodical,
much like the time he spent in prison
playing the devoted student.
The willing volunteer. A friendly face.
He has not changed.
If Clayton Morrel is granted parole,
be assured, he will kill again.
And we won't be able to stop him.
Well, as far as parole hearings go,
I think that went pretty well.
I think you did an excellent job.
I don't think he'll get parole.
- I don't think so either. - Leave me alone, you psycho.
You're the psycho for still being with Clayton Morrel.
You don't know anything about me.
I know if he's released, he'll kill again.
If he gets out, you will both pay.
Hmm.
Hello, Miss District Attorney.
Clayton will be so happy to hear that I ran into you.
Walk away, Miss Lineker.
It's Mrs. Morrel now.
Well? Is he staying in jail?
I feel confident that the parole board
will have him serve his full sentence.
You better hope so.
I cannot wait till this is all over.
I just, I'm not sure what to do. She's taking it so personally.
- I know. Seems pretty caught up.
Uh... Hello... Hello?
Oh, I'd love to talk, but you know what?
I'm what you call a silent rider.
I don't like to chat.
Uh, yeah, uh... this is my car, so--
Technically, it is your car,
but also technically, I'm your customer.
Customer's always right, so, that's something you have to...
She thinks this is a ride-share.
...over and over in your head. Oh. Who is she?
I don't like sharing with other people,
I have to get too close to them.
You're gonna have to go. May I have a bottle of water?
All right, listen, lady? Uh, you see this?
Don't flash that fake badge at me.
I can spot a fake badge a mile away. You know what?
I am gonna give you a bad review,
and don't say you weren't warned.
First you have her in the front seat,
then you don't get me a bottle of water,
then you flash a fake badge at me.
You know what? I'm reporting you.
And news flash, you're not the only ride in town.
I can call another car. In fact, I can call 911!
Yeah, uh, okay.
I've had it with you two. Good riddance!
I'm gonna get a bad review.
I don't know what just happened.
And that's not the craziest thing
that's ever happened in this car. No.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. This food's for Meghan.
- No, no, no. Not for us. - You're giving Meghan
two greasy burgers and fries?
Uh, yeah, and some onion rings. You know, to cheer her up.
Okay, I know that your life revolves around food,
but maybe Meghan would prefer, oh, I don't know, flowers?
Flowers? I... I don't get the point of flowers.
What's the point of them?
They're pretty, and they feed bees.
Yeah. They feed bees, and you cut 'em,
and then two hours later, they're dead.
Two hours later? What do you do to your flowers?
Have you seen the flowers at the hospital?
So sad. Clinging to life.
That's a terrible metaphor for the patients.
Flowers at the hospital. I wonder.
Why do I get the feeling
that Meghan's food is going to get real cold?
- Drive. - Yeah.
You know I'm not supposed to be here investigating.
This is a time-sensitive thing.
Hi, Brian.
- Hi, Hailey. - Could you point us towards
Sarah Van Valkenburg's room, please?
I'm so sorry, but Mrs. Van Valkenburg
passed away yesterday.
And her room has been reassigned.
We only have so many beds.
That's unfortunate.
She wasn't here very long.
She seemed like a lovely lady. She died alone. Very sad.
We'd like to get in touch with anyone who might've known her.
Did she receive any cards or flowers?
That's really kind of you.
Actually, yes, one bouquet. It's still here.
- I'm sorry, I have to take this.
Did you need anything else?
No, thank you. You've been very helpful.
What every nurse likes to hear.
"Get well soon from all of us at Atlanta Hills Golf Club."
Didn't Meghan say that Erica was a big golfer?
Looks like we just found our connection.
So after Hailey and I made the connection,
I did my best at the Atlanta Hills Golf Club,
but they shut me down.
Yeah, I understand the need for privacy,
but you'd think that a golf membership list
wouldn't be such a secret.
Oh, I didn't realize Erica Schulman
was on the board of Atlanta Hills.
Of course, that's the connection.
Sarah Van Valkenburg is the chair.
How did you know that?
Well, I do have a life outside of the station, you know.
Part of that includes golf.
Golf, huh? I always figured you were more of like a boxer
or a wrestler or something like that.
Okay, I'm sure there's a compliment in there somewhere.
Anyway, I spoke to my husband who spoke to a friend of his
who's on the admissions committee at Atlanta Hills.
And apparently, a certain doctor Tim Chang applied for membership
but was blocked, because of some scandal at the hospital.
Yeah, that must've been the malpractice suit
that happened off of hospital property,
but no one except Erica would've known about that.
Well, that would mean that Erica was directly responsible
for his membership getting blocked.
And Sarah Van Valkenburg had the final say.
But is being denied membership to Atlanta Hills
a motive for murder?
Well you obviously don't golf.
No.
Last time I checked, it wasn't a crime to go golfing.
I fail to see the relevance of how I spend my time off.
Were you involved with a patient
by the name of Sarah Van Valkenburg?
I have a lot of patients.
Is that a yes?
I don't know off the top of my head.
I'm sure the hospital can check for you.
So, you're saying you don't know
-who she is at all? I don't know.
You weren't aware that she was the chair
of the membership committee at Atlanta Hills Golf Club?
Do you know why your membership application was denied?
All right, let's talk about something else.
Do you ever prescribe digoxin?
Rarely. What is the obsession with digoxin lately?
Were you aware that Erica Schulman
and Sarah Van Valkenburg, both died
from an overdose of digoxin?
I think I'll call my lawyer now.
He's not talking, and we have no real evidence.
We can hold onto him for a few hours, but that's it.
He seemed genuinely surprised
when you brought up that both patients died from digoxin.
Hmm. And even if we accept his motive,
we still need opportunity,
and Chang was off shift when Erica died.
Doesn't mean he wasn't at the hospital.
Meghan would kill me if she knew I was here. Again.
Don't you mean Paulina, your boss, would kill you?
Paulina will fire me.
That's not half as bad as what Meghan will do.
Okay. Don't worry, we're almost done.
We've been through all the footage from the night
Mrs. Van Valkenburg died,
and we are almost through the night Erica died.
And still no Dr. Chang.
It was a long shot.
You know, our best bet would be to figure out
where he got the drugs.
Well, he didn't get them at the hospital pharmacy,
and Monty's going through all of his financials
to see if there are any unidentifiable transactions.
Hmm, I can't imagine that you'd see anything
like digoxin on his financials. He wouldn't buy it online,
it'd be too easy to trace back to him.
And if he got it on the black market,
we'd never be able to find it.
Guess we're just playing the waiting game, then.
Waiting for Monty to work her magic.
Or for us to work our magic.
Look.
Oh, well, hello there, Dr. Chang.
- We've been expecting you. And there you are.
Dr. Chang said he went back to the hospital
to get his glasses that night, but no one can corroborate that.
Well, then you may have caught the killer.
There are questions he's not answering.
But it's a good start.
It was really sweet of you
to offer your kitchen to my dad's new hobby.
A McClellan wants to make me dinner?
How can I say no?
Oh.
Nothing to worry about. All under control.
I hope you're both ready for my signature dish,
Quiche à la Grant.
- Thank you.
Oh, thanks, Dad. - Dig in.
Hmm, that's eggy.
- And sweet? - That's the maple syrup.
One of my clients brought me some
back from Quebec. They put it in everything.
- It's different. - Yeah, it is, isn't it?
Mm-hmm. - I thought I could start
selling it at farmer's markets.
I might put down a lease on a commercial kitchen.
Uh, Dad, maybe you want to hone your skills a little more first.
What do you mean?
Oh.
That's what you mean.
It's terrible.
It doesn't matter if you're good at it.
The important thing is, you enjoy doing it.
If I'm honest, Hailey,
cooking this was the opposite of fun.
Well, that then explains a lot.
Thank you for indulging me, both of you.
And to make it up to you,
I'll whip up a little something I never get wrong.
The phone number for Luigi's Pizza.
- Hey.
Wow. I haven't seen that in years. My baby photos?
I thought Hailey would like to see them.
It's a beautiful box. Where did you get it?
Oh. I made it.
- Did I know that? - Uh, probably not.
I used to make the odd thing here and there.
Always enjoyed seeing something take shape in my hands.
But that was another life. No sense going backwards.
Do you think that maybe you could stop by my office
sometime? I have a favor I might wanna ask of you.
Oh, happy to.
Now, let's get this pizza ordered.
- So cute.
It's Meghan.
Hi, Meghan. Is everything all right?
I don't think so.
Another patient has died.
And I don't think we need an autopsy to know the cause.
The digoxin bottle is currently being tested for fingerprints.
You can see the digoxin label was placed on top
of what was left of an older label that was torn off.
Probably stolen and resold on the black market?
That's the theory.
I'm sure you already guessed
the hospital's latest casualty, Mary Smith,
died of an overdose of digoxin.
The levels in her blood were about the same
as Erica Schulman and Sarah Van Valkenburg.
Was she a member of the golf club?
I doubt it. Miss Smith was a tourist from Florida,
and she arrived in Atlanta two days ago, by herself,
and was admitted to the hospital yesterday.
And to add to the differences, Miss Smith's chart indicates
she suffered from acute stomach pain,
a chronic condition.
So, the medical issues are different,
- but the women aren't. - How so?
All three are single women, no next of kin in the city.
That's not a profile as much as a segment of the population.
Maybe the motive isn't personal.
In fact, it could be the exact opposite.
I think...
Atlanta Memorial may have its very own angel of death.
An angel of death?
There has to be a different explanation.
We'd like you to give us access to your files
so that we can look for any victims
that may have gone unnoticed.
There should be evidence of escalation.
This is your professional opinion?
It's a theory that fits the evidence.
And if we can look at your files,
we might be able to establish a pattern
that will help us narrow down the list of suspects.
This is very troubling.
Have any of your staff made any unusual requests lately
for specific shifts, or to change rotations?
I wouldn't know, but I'll have Ivy look into it.
What am I supposed to do in the meantime?
Close the hospital?
No, that's the worst thing you can do.
We don't wanna scare our suspect into hiding.
What about the patients?
I would suggest double staffing for the time being.
Ensure that no one is ever alone with any patient.
How am I gonna justify that expense to the board
without letting them know what's happening?
Just tell them it's an order from the police.
Fine.
This is a PR nightmare.
We don't want this to get out to the press
any more than you do.
Good. Then we're agreed.
This theory doesn't leave this room.
I'm not sure any of the suspects
we previously identified fit with this new theory.
How about the pharmacist?
She could've easily altered her inventory
to hide the missing digoxin.
If we are looking for an angel of death,
then we are looking for someone
who didn't have a motive against Erica.
Most of the people on the board did.
You're saying an angel of death
wouldn't have a problem with their victims?
It would be an unusual dichotomy.
We're looking for someone who is relieving these patients
of perceived suffering. In the killer's mind,
what they're doing is altruistic.
Then, he or she would choose victims who are dying anyway.
Does that fit with our three victims?
Erica had a sudden arrhythmia, but it's not a death sentence,
the other two had chronic issues but they're not terminal.
Like I said, it's a perceived suffering.
But why draw so much attention by choosing
the head of the hospital as one of your victims?
It's possible that the killer is new at this,
and hadn't thought about the fallout.
But to strike so many times in so few days
makes me think the opposite.
This is someone who's done it before.
The killer is confident, if nothing else.
What is all this?
Printouts of the hospital schedules,
employee records, right down to the volunteers,
patient charts, pharmacy records.
I sent the previous fatalities of the last year
over to Jonas to sift through.
- I better get going. - Oh, You... you're not staying?
Yeah, I got a thing,
- so I can't.
- Uh, is something wrong? - Yeah. There might be.
- Paulina. What happened? - He's getting out, Hailey.
Clayton Morrel got parole. I just don't understand it.
- Were you given a reason? - Standard answer.
They believe he learned his lesson, he won't reoffend.
I can't believe they fell for his act.
Okay, if he so much as jaywalks,
we will put him right back inside.
I don't know, Hailey. Maybe I'm losing my touch.
You aren't.
Maybe we're both overreacting.
I wish I could believe that.
It's going to be all right.
I wish I could believe that, too.
I never would have expected it.
Clayton Morrel, getting parole on his first hearing?
Tell me about it.
Maybe the warden was right. Maybe he turned over a new leaf.
None of us believe that.
Stranger things have been known to happen.
Meghan, are you okay?
Sorry? Yes, of course. What were we talking about?
I know you're worried about everything
that's going on at the hospital,
but you know that you're no longer a viable suspect.
I'm relieved about that. Obviously.
But, an angel of death?
Hailey, it's terrifying to think how many people
might've been murdered right under my nose.
There's no way you could've known about that.
My head knows what you're saying is true,
but the rest of me doesn't feel any less guilty.
Guilty of what?
Monty? Did you find something?
That's why I'm here.
Meghan, I, uh, need to ask you a few questions.
At the station.
I can't believe that this is happening again.
Monty wouldn't have brought Meghan in without a good reason.
One she won't tell us.
At least she's letting us observe.
She didn't have to do that.
I know. I know. But this all has to be one big mistake.
I'm sure you're right.
I want to get straight to the point.
Good. I want to put a stop to this as much as you do.
We found your fingerprints on the bottle of digoxin.
Of course, you did. I picked it up
without gloves on. I didn't know what it was.
This makes no sense.
Why would I give you evidence against me?
To take suspicion off you.
That's crazy.
Here's the thing, Meghan.
We found your prints
on what is essentially the murder weapon.
You were on shift during each death,
you have the knowledge and ability.
No, this can't be happening.
I know you only wanted to help.
I think I need a lawyer.
This isn't right, Monty.
Meghan isn't that kind of person!
We're not looking for a stone-cold killer, Fincher,
we're looking for someone who wants to end suffering.
Are you telling me that Meghan isn't that kind of person?
That's ridiculous.
This is the flimsiest evidence I've ever heard.
You've seen people crack under less.
She's the only one with obvious opportunity,
and you haven't known her that long.
You need to look for another suspect.
Fincher, I get that you're upset,
but you need to let us do our job.
And I don't think you can come in here anymore.
Not until the case is closed.
- You're kicking me out of here? - I'm really sorry.
Fincher, let's go.
Can you believe she's kicking me out of here?
I do. She's right to. You're not thinking straight.
Hailey, this is Meghan we're talking about.
- She's not a killer! - Okay, I know.
And I agree with you.
This is why I'm gonna go back to the hospital.
Meghan found the bottle at the nurse's station.
Who's to say that's the only thing
the killer left behind?
- Then I'm coming with you. - No, you stay here.
Meghan will be released soon,
and she will need a friendly face.
Oh, hey, Hailey. You're here late.
So are you.
Yes, well, Robert likes to work late
so I'm here too. Stuck at his hip.
I hope he's not taking advantage of you.
No. It's all right, I don't mind the extra work.
Speaking of which, I've gotta get back.
Lisa, if you see Brian, will you tell him
- I'm looking for him? - Will do.
- Okay. Bye, Hailey. - Bye.
Hey, I was just wondering.
Where was that bottle Dr. Phillips found?
Right here, on the desk.
Ugh. Mr. Rothman again.
He's having a hard time with the TV remote.
- Sounds dramatic. - You have no idea.
I might be a while, so, don't wait if you don't have to.
Hi.
Jonas. What happened?
You're at the hospital.
I was injected.
Yes. With morphine.
Your blood test showed enough to make you a bit loopy,
not enough to harm you.
You don't remember anything?
I was under... the counter,
and... I felt the prick of a needle,
and then... everything went out of focus.
You didn't see who drugged you?
If I did, I don't remember.
We can be thankful it wasn't anything lethal.
- How do you feel? - Fine.
Confused, but fine.
- Was there a label on me? - No.
I found one under the counter.
It was just like the digoxin label
on the bottle Meghan found, only this one wasn't torn.
- You found a digoxin label? - No. Saline.
That label could've been from anything.
The bottle Meghan found had remnants of digoxin in it.
There's no digoxin missing from the hospital pharmacy,
- correct? - Correct.
So...
if you were going to steal
secured...
and inventoried medication from a hospital pharmacy,
how would you do it?
I'd replace it with something else
so that'll look like nothing was missing.
Something like Saline.
I'll call Monty.
She wants to talk to you about what happened anyway.
- Wish there was more to tell. - Don't worry about that.
Just stay put and rest until you're discharged.
I just can't believe Hailey was attacked here
last night. I'm so relieved that she's all right.
- Me too. - Although it was all I could do
to keep her in bed when she found out
we were about to start testing the digoxin bottles.
Speaking of...
What are you doing here?
I was just discharged and told to resume life as normal.
Oh! So you obviously came straight here
to watch me test every bottle of digoxin in the pharmacy.
Just resuming life as normal.
I just saw Anne the pharmacist,
and she looked none too happy to be waiting outside.
Yeah. That's putting it mildly.
But she's a person of interest and I can't have her
attempting to tamper with potential evidence.
In that case,
these are all the bottles of digoxin in the pharmacy.
Where do we start?
Look for the one with the torn label.
This one's missing a corner. Let's start with this one.
Yeah, I don't get
why you found a Saline label at the nurse's station.
No, I bet it was meant to be thrown away
but just missed the garbage can.
I think the killer swapped out digoxin for Saline,
switching out the labels.
Then had to re-label the digoxin bottle as digoxin
so that when it was found, we'd know what it was.
And the bottle at the nurse's station
could've been planted there to lay off blame
and Meghan happened to be the one to find it?
Then, whoever knocked you out--
Might've gone back there to clean up the Saline label
they left behind, and found me inconveniently in the way?
Well, the morphine syringe seemed to have come from a tray
that was prepared for a nearby patient.
A crime of convenience would fit.
- Mm-hmm. - Your hunch was right, Hailey.
This bottle is full of Saline. No trace of digoxin in it.
I'll test them all, but I have a feeling
I'll find at least two more.
At least we know where the digoxin came from.
And that means that the killer had access to this pharmacy.
We believe the digoxin used to kill Erica Schulman
and two other patients came from the hospital pharmacy.
A total of three bottles were swapped out
for normal Saline bottles,
and their label switched to avoid detection.
Anne. It's time for the truth.
I didn't do it.
Did you let anyone into the pharmacy?
No. I never let anyone unauthorized into the pharmacy.
And you never lent your passkey to anyone,
not even for a minute?
No.
Anne, I know you're worried about losing your job,
but I can see that you're holding something back
and it's important that we know the truth.
It's more important than punishing you.
Isn't that right, Mr. Harms?
Yes. I promise, your job is safe.
I lost my passkey last week.
When, exactly?
Um, the day before Erica was admitted.
And you didn't report it?
It was only for a few minutes. Half an hour tops.
I didn't even notice that it was missing from my uniform
until I saw it sitting on the counter
- at the nurse's station. - You broke protocol.
Anytime a passkey goes missing,
you call security, have it deactivated.
If you had done that...
maybe Erica would still be alive.
I know.
I know... I just...
I knew that Erica would have said
that a machine wouldn't lose a key.
I was fighting for my job.
I went in and I did a full inventory.
I swear there was nothing missing.
And by the time you noticed your passkey was missing,
the killer already had the drug. It's not your fault.
Who found the passkey?
Um, Lisa Shunstrom.
She was about to call security when I came by.
And where is Lisa now?
Ivy, can you have Lisa Shunstrom come in here right away, please?
Of course.
I'll need you to make a statement in writing.
I'll come by the pharmacy later.
All right.
You can go back to work.
We'll discuss this indiscretion later.
Robert, I am sorry,
but it seems Lisa has called in sick today.
I sent a car to Lisa's house. She's not home, surprise.
I'll put out an APB.
- Let me know when you find her. - Will do.
Just gonna get Anne's statement. Talk to you later.
Ivy, what happened?
I quit, that's what happened.
Did you talk to your boyfriend?
I did.
And he told me that if we were working together,
then we couldn't be together. So... so, I quit.
And he's okay with that?
He said he wasn't sure it was a solution,
that it might look bad on him, like he,
you know, like he forced me to quit.
- Did he force you? - No. No, this was my idea.
I wanna make this work.
Well, I hope he appreciates what you're doing for him.
Look, I can't imagine how hard things have been for you lately.
First your boss dies, and then the police show up,
and now this? That's a lot of change.
But change is good, right?
Change should move you forward.
Maybe you should take some time to think,
decide what future you really want.
Then you'll know what to do.
Thanks. I think you're right.
Anytime.
So, Lisa was the last one
with the pharmacy passkey?
Yep, and she called in sick today at the hospital.
I assume asking you to stay in the car is pointless?
You assume correctly.
Hi. I'm Lisa. Hi, Lisa.
I'm an alcoholic.
Things have been really rough at work lately.
Three people have died,
and, uh, the police are all over the place.
I'm scared because...
because I'm really being tested.
And I think it's my fault.
No one at work knows I'm a recovering alcoholic.
I come to this meeting all the way across town
so I don't run into anybody. It's anonymous for a reason.
Nobody is trying to interfere in your recovery.
Did you inject those people with digoxin?
- You're not sure. - No.
You were drinking?
My boyfriend broke up with me last week.
I thought I was all right until I found a bottle of champagne
that someone had given him as a gift.
He must have left it by accident,
and, uh, I didn't have the strength to throw it out.
People make mistakes.
Yeah, but this one was really bad.
One bottle led to too many to count.
I don't even remember the night Erica died.
What about the other victims?
I've been confused and upset. It's been very stressful
at the hospital since Erica died.
Do you think you could've administered lethal doses
to three different people?
I've made mistakes before.
I have to accept that it's possible.
So, how did Anne's key card from the pharmacy
end up in the nurse's station?
Um, I don't know.
It was just there when I got back from lunch.
You didn't see anybody turn it in?
Not personally. I just assumed it was a visitor.
If it had been hospital staff,
they would've taken it to security.
Are you gonna report me?
I'm not, but you are.
You know you have to heal yourself before you can
- help heal others. - I know.
And I'm so sorry.
And I'm here if you need me, okay?
All I want is to be sober.
And whatever it takes to give me the strength
is what I'm gonna do. Thank you.
Paulina, you don't have to be here.
I want Clayton Morrel to know I'm watching him.
- I just worry that-- - Don't.
I have no intention of speaking to him.
I just want him to know that I am watching him.
Okay. He sees you. Let's go.
One sec.
Hello there, Paulina. This is a pleasant surprise.
District Attorney herself here to welcome me back to freedom.
Congratulations on the election by the way,
though I didn't vote for you, obviously.
I just wanted you to know I'm watching you,
waiting for you to slip up. Because you will slip up.
I'm not sure the District Attorney
should be making such threats.
Not a threat. A promise.
Paulina, the cameras. Come on. Let's go.
Leaving so soon? Such a shame.
Lucky for me I know where to find you if I should want to.
Good luck, Mr. Morrel. Come on.
Oh, Hailey, you're here. I have something to show you.
- Uh, are you all right? - Oh, just a rough day.
- What do you have to show me? - Mm-hmm.
Our chair, it's fixed. - I know, isn't it amazing?
- It's all because of you. - Me?
Hi, Hailey.
Mr. McClellan, I didn't know you were coming by today.
Oh, call me Grant, please.
I was in the neighborhood and took my chances.
- But instead of finding you-- - He found me,
in despair over our chair.
And right away, I understood the favor you wanted to ask.
- Oh, thank you so much. - Happy to help.
And I have to say, I really enjoyed it.
Do you think you'd consider making something else?
Oh, I'd buy it.
Oh, I'm not sure my loving wife would want me
turning our garage into a workshop.
But thanks for this. It was fun.
Look, she's so happy.
I always knew my Dad was handy, but I guess,
when he wasn't working, he spent his time with me.
Jonas, he was more than handy.
He's talented, and it's clear it makes him very happy.
Hi, Hailey. Any luck with those hospital records, Jonas?
I couldn't find any more deaths at Atlanta Memorial
that fit the same profile as the recent victims,
so I widened my search,
and I found a woman who died at Ingram General Hospital
last year without a clear cause of death.
I think I saw something in one of the hospital staff files
mentioning Ingram General.
Unlike the others, this patient was terminal,
but still had a couple of years to live,
although her sudden death was not explained by her illness,
and there was no direct cause. She was not alone in the world.
She might've been the first and she might've
sparked sympathy for a different reason,
especially if the angel of death established some, kind of,
personal connection to her,
and since then, that connection's changed.
Or the killer learned from his or her mistake.
Better choose a victim with no one left behind.
We'll have to send a message to follow up.
Now, the file didn't indicate what happened to her remains,
so it might not be possible to confirm either way.
Here's the personnel file.
Brian Martin worked at Ingram General
before moving over to Atlanta Memorial.
The Ingram General victim died six months ago.
According to this, Brian's last day at Ingram General
- was a week after she died. - One week later.
Let's head over to the hospital.
I'll call Ingram General, see what I can find out.
I'll drive.
Thanks again for calling me back.
Well, that was interesting.
Apparently, the head nurse at Ingram General Hospital
was convinced that a patient's death
had been "helped" along by one of her staff.
But she was hushed up by administration.
I couldn't get anyone to confirm it,
but the head nurse did give me a name.
Let me guess. Brian Martin.
Yeah. I'm gonna call for backup.
Hi, Hailey, Detective Montgomery.
I need you to come down to the police station
for questioning in the murders of Erica Schulman,
Sarah Van Valkenburg and Mary Smith.
I can't just leave my patients.
They're not your patients anymore, Brian. This way.
No... You... you can't do this.
I have to stay here. My patients need me!
Brian? This way. Come on.
I'm a nurse. I help people.
And did you help Erica Schulman?
As best as I could.
And Sarah Van Valkenburg?
Poor woman.
At least she's out of pain now.
And would you say the same about Mary Smith?
She was a sad case.
Alone in a strange city.
I tried to comfort her.
Why are you asking me about them?
Tell me about your time at Ingram General Hospital.
There's nothing to tell.
It was time to move on.
And why is that?
I know what happened, Brian.
I know that you ended a patient's life
at Ingram General Hospital just before getting a job
at Atlanta Memorial.
I didn't kill her.
Then tell me what happened.
She was in so much pain.
I watched her suffering for weeks.
And she begged me to help her end it.
I had to help her.
Nobody else would.
Did you help Erica and Sarah and Mary the same way?
I did everything I could for them.
For all of them.
I did the best that I could for them.
Did you steal Anne's pharmacy passkey?
No. Uh, It was at the nurse's station.
I don't know how it got there.
You used the passkey
to swap out the digoxin for Saline.
- Digoxin? The drug you used.
I didn't use digoxin.
Then what did you use?
Insulin.
He's confessed to the victim at Ingram General.
I think we are close to a confession
for the other three at Atlanta Memorial.
I don't know, Monty.
He seemed very confused when you brought up the digoxin.
Well, at least we have enough to charge him
for what happened at Ingram General.
And the patients at Atlanta Memorial
can sleep easy tonight.
I'm not convinced. Why go from insulin to digoxin?
Insulin is far easier to obtain,
and probably more likely to be given by accident.
No one else fits the profile of an angel of death.
I'm starting to wonder if that was the right theory.
What's making you doubt it?
The Atlanta Memorial killer was well-organized.
Each death was planned very carefully.
That implies a more calculating mind.
- And Brian doesn't have that. - An angel of death
should be confident in their decisions. Righteous.
All I see with Brian is someone completely guilt-ridden
over helping one person die.
You know, I trust your instincts, Hailey.
But sometimes the most obvious suspect
is the guilty one.
Well, this is definitely not a coffee shop.
Where are we?
- Your new workshop. - What?
So I called Mom,
and she told me that before I was born,
you were thinking of starting a custom furniture business?
But then I came along and you went with a steady job
instead of taking the risk.
- That was a long time ago. - Then this is long overdue.
I know the owner of the building,
so, I got a good deal.
Now, I know it's a bit spartan, run-down,
it's a good thing you're handy, but here's a new work desk
to get your started.
And this, to hang outside.
Jonas.
You already have commissions.
Hailey and Sabrina both want new desks,
and I could use a new coffee table.
I appreciate it, son, but I can't accept all this.
Dad, you worked a job you didn't love for decades
to provide for me.
You put me through college and med school,
you postponed your dream so that I could follow mine.
And I would do it all over again.
All I ever wanted was for you to be happy.
Now all I want is to give you that same gift.
You invested in my future.
Now I'm investing in yours.
What did your mother say about all this?
She said, "Thank goodness,
he'll finally have something to do again.
And while he's at it, we could use a new credenza."
Thank you, Son.
Thank you, Dad.
Wanna see a movie tonight?
Oh, I don't think I could concentrate.
I'm just a bit preoccupied with this hospital case.
I thought Monty caught the killer.
Maybe.
But I still have that feeling in the pit of my stomach.
The one that says it isn't over.
I know there is an explanation for all of this,
I just don't know if it's the one
sitting in the police station right now.
Monty will get to the truth, and you should rest easy
knowing Brian won't be harming anyone else.
I guess so.
Hailey, we had a new victim almost every other day.
But it stopped, didn't it?
As soon as we started looking for an angel of death.
You don't know that no one else would've died.
Except, Anne's pharmacy key was returned
before the deaths even started.
You think the killer planned three deaths from the outset?
Maybe they were content to leave it at that.
It would look like there was an angel of death,
but be contained enough not to get caught.
- Now, that's a very risky plan. - But it worked.
Or are you just overthinking this?
- Hmm. Anything's possible.
- Yeah, I can get the dishes. - Thanks. I really should go.
Mm-hmm.
You get some rest. I'll talk to you tomorrow?
- Mm-hmm. - Okay. Bye.
Hailey.
Are you coming to meet me and Fincher
for a late celebration dinner?
He's still on his way from work,
but I've managed to snag the best table.
What's the occasion?
I've been fully reinstated at work,
and Fincher says it's all down to you.
I can't thank you enough.
Well, it was a group effort, but I am so, so glad.
Hey, I'm just curious. Did anyone at the hospital know
we were looking for an angel of death?
I didn't say anything to anyone, if that's what you're asking.
So, you didn't hear anyone talking about it?
Not at all. But I wouldn't expect something like that
to leak out of the CEO's office.
So you don't think Brian would've heard
that the police were onto that theory?
I doubt it. Did Monty tell anyone?
Only the interim CEO.
Oh, Robert's not interim anymore. The board voted him in.
He's got the job he always wanted.
Are you sure you won't come tonight?
Maybe I will.
Do you think he's still at the hospital right now?
Uh, nine o'clock. Probably. Why?
I have a question I want to ask him.
This is Detective Montgomery,
please leave a message.
Nine-one-one, what is your emergency?
Hello? Are you still there?
Hello? Please leave--
Hailey.
I'm so sorry, I meant to get back before you woke up,
but I couldn't get back into the pharmacy
to get more digoxin.
So, that means that I only have enough to kill Robert.
So I guess, for you, it's just gonna have to be
murder the old-fashioned way.
I'm sure there's another way, Ivy.
I'm sorry, Hailey. Truly, you were so nice to me.
But you do understand that I can't just let you go.
So you were behind all of this? Why?
I already told you. My boyfriend doesn't appreciate me.
Everything I did, I did for him. For you, Robert!
Robert?
This whole time, I thought you were talking about Brian.
The nurse? Brian? Why...
What gave you the idea that I was with him?
I saw you with him the day after Erica died.
It looked like an intimate conversation.
Oh, of course, it did.
You know what, he was telling me the deepest, darkest secrets.
Like the time he killed one of his patients on purpose.
And that's what gave you the idea to frame him.
Look, when Erica died and the police showed up,
I freaked out.
But it's okay, because I did my research,
and digoxin isn't on the usual drug panels.
So you left the bottle of digoxin
at the nurse's station,
hoping the police would connect it back to Brian.
I felt a little bad for Brian, I did,
but the truth is, he deserved it.
He did kill that woman, and he was the perfect cover.
But you, I am so sorry for drugging you, honestly.
I just... I... I found the closest syringe to me.
I wasn't trying to kill you, Hailey.
No, you were just trying to keep me from figuring out
how you swapped out the digoxin.
Yes, and it was all going so well,
because who would suspect a little secretary?
Even one that works at a hospital
and knows how to use the Internet.
You were right. No one did.
No, and then Robert had to ruin it all.
If this whole thing was about Robert,
you must've heard the rumor that he was seeing Erica.
Oh, no, that wasn't a rumor. He was seeing Erica,
at the same time as he was seeing me.
And he promised me he would break up with her.
But he said, because she was the CEO,
he had to find the right time. Unfortunately,
there never was a right time.
- But you believed him. - No, I have always known...
...that Robert is a liar and a cheat.
But you know what? Your heart doesn't care
- what your head knows. - No, it doesn't.
So you took matters into your own hands.
If Robert wouldn't end it with Erica,
then you would end it for him. By ending her life.
Exactly.
You know, Hailey, you understand me
more than Robert does.
How did you know Erica had an arrhythmia?
She didn't have one.
I gave it to her. I put digoxin in her coffee.
But instead of killing her, I only poisoned her.
But you know what, It was easy enough to finish her off
- when she was stuck in that bed. - And what about the others?
Sarah Van Valkenburg, Mary Smith? Why them?
Because they were single.
And they didn't have any family who would ask after them.
They were actually the perfect victims
for an angel of death.
- You planned this meticulously. - Yeah, I did.
I got rid of my competition. I got Robert.
Robert got the job he always wanted.
And I even quit my job so we could finally be together.
And then tonight,
Robert tells me that it is over for good.
Ivy, I know that Robert broke your heart,
but I also know that you still love him.
- Oh, it... it doesn't matter. - It does, it does.
You love him, and you want to protect him.
You want him to be happy
even if it means he's not with you.
No!
I'm the only one that makes you happy.
Hey, hey!
- Drop that now!
Now! Put it down!
Hailey, you okay?
- Fincher, we're good? - We're good, Monty.
I know you were just doing your job.
I just... want to thank you, Fincher.
You got there just in time.
Well, you seemed to be managing things well enough
without me.
Maybe, but I've never been happier to hear your voice.
Well, Meghan told me that you wanted to
talk to Robert and ask him some questions.
At this time of night?
I had a feeling that you were gonna find yourself
in one of them situations you always find yourself in.
You know me so well.
And I plan on knowing you for a lot longer.
What do you say we get you home?
- Good night. - Take care.
See ya.
Jonas.
I just heard. You all right?
I'm okay.
I just wish you would've called me first.
Then I wouldn't be getting this amazing hug.
Please tell me you don't really think
you need to confront murderers to earn my hugs?
Because if you do,
we're gonna have a very serious conversation.
I don't think I wanna talk any more tonight.
You know this isn't just about me anymore.
If anything ever happens to you, my father will kill me.
- Hello? - Hey, Paulina, it's Hailey.
Do you wanna have dinner with me tonight?
We could do takeout at my house.
Oh. Hailey, that's so sweet, but I have other plans.
Okay. Another time. - Sounds great.
Paulina, is everything all right?
No, Hailey. But it will be. I'm gonna make sure of it.