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(gentle instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
(wood knocking)
- Morning, Claire.
- [Claire] Hey, Serena.
- Will you ever take this plastic off?
- It's practical.
- It's been on so long it's starting to turn yellow.
- [Claire] No, it's not.
- [Serena] Whoops.
- Careful, oh.
Now you see why it's good to have?
- Relax.
- Why don't you sit at the counter with me?
- Why?
The couch is just as easy to clean up.
- How was school last night?
- It's night school.
I mean, by the end of the day,
I'm not sure much sticks.
- Well, then why bother?
Your dance career is good.
- Not suitable enough,
according to my family.
How are things at the hospital?
Anything new?
- Same.
Speaking of, I actually got to run.
I'm gonna be late.
- Don't forget about my performance tonight.
It starts at 7:00.
- I'll be there.
(gentle instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
(wood knocking)
Good morning, Mr. Samuelson.
These just came for you.
Gorgeous, aren't they?
(gentle instrumental music)
- What are you people doing about the pain I'm in?
- The doctor is just waiting on the test results.
- Which ones?
I've been poked a dozen times already.
- I'll let you know as soon
as the doctor hears back from the lab.
In the meantime, you can enjoy these beautiful flowers.
(groaning)
- I don't like them.
Out of my way.
(mumbling)
- An admirer, Claire?
- They're Mr. Samuelson's.
He doesn't want them.
- Older men, huh?
You know, you're not supposed to date the patients.
- I'll take care of that.
- Thanks, Jonathan.
- [Jonathan] No problem.
- Has anyone heard from Maria?
- Nope.
Isn't she supposed to be back
from maternity leave on Monday?
- Hope so.
(phone ringing)
- Do you think Maria--
- Is really quitting?
Maybe the rumors are true.
- You don't know that--
- Are we talking to you?
- I'm gonna go make a trip down to HR.
(mumbling)
(gentle instrumental music)
- You have time to chew.
- You know if I'm a minute late back from break,
Lena makes it a federal case.
- Did you just swallow that whole?
- I mean, it's bad enough that she and Whitney
do anything possible they can dump on me.
- I didn't think that humans
could swallow something that big.
- Humans are capable of a lot.
- Whoa, you got to spit that back out,
and then chew it again?
Who does that?
- Cows.
- I think you made my point.
Hey, you have to enjoy life every now and then.
- I do.
So how's your shift going?
- Oh, it's pretty quiet so far.
- I envy you.
- Have you tried bribery?
Maybe Lena will ease up then.
- No, she likes to keep me under her thumb.
Sometimes I think about quitting.
- Sure, you didn't work hard
for that nursing degree anyway.
- I'm just saying.
- You'd miss the patients.
Better to just keep your chin up, alright?
Besides, Maria will be back soon, right?
- No, it feels like the same layout as last time,
so tell Mike he has to stop messing
with the concept of clean space.
(upbeat instrumental music)
Payton?
She's doing okay.
Poor girl is just so tired.
Yeah, okay, keep me posted.
Alright, bye.
Hi.
- Hi.
Hey, we're just gonna check your vitals, okay?
- Okay.
- So I heard your appendectomy went well.
- The surgeon said it was pretty messy.
- That's why we're gonna keep her
on some heavy antibiotics for a while.
(phone ringing)
- Oh, it's Mike.
I got to take this.
I'll be right outside, okay?
Hello.
Uh huh.
- Finally.
- How are you feeling?
- Lousy.
- Well, when the doctor took out your appendix,
he also had to take out the infection,
and then when the appendix burst,
the infection spread everywhere,
so it can be a little tricky.
- Am I gonna be okay now?
- Yeah, in a few days you'll feel better,
but you just let me know how you're feeling, okay?
- Okay, thanks.
- [Claire] Do you dance?
- Oh, yeah.
- My friend's a dancer.
I'm actually gonna see her dance tonight
at the Metropolitan Center.
- Really?
I want to dance there someday.
- Well, then I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.
- Okay.
(mumbling)
- There you are.
The patient in room 412 just threw up.
- Oh, my shift is over,
and I have somewhere to be.
Wasn't that your patient?
- So?
Unless you want a bad performance review on your file,
you'll go clean it up.
(metal thudding)
(truck engine running)
- You're quite late.
- I know.
Sorry.
- Your seat's in the balcony.
You can take the elevator over there.
(bell ringing)
- Smells good.
- Yeah, it's for the reception after the performance.
- I hope I haven't missed much.
My friend's one of the dancers
and got me a ticket.
- Whoa, hold up.
(gentle instrumental music)
(electricity crackling)
- Please don't fall.
Please don't fall.
- It just stopped.
It's no big deal.
- Well, why aren't the lights turning on?
- Maybe it's an electrical problem.
Is there an emergency phone?
- Nope, just a button.
- You guys, oh,
I think I'm gonna pass out.
- No, no, no, here, sit down.
- Okay.
Okay,
I can't breathe.
We're running out of air.
- No, we're not.
Just breathe.
- Are you claustrophobic?
- No.
- You sure?
- No.
- Just slow down.
Breathe in and out.
(moaning)
Again, it's okay.
It's okay.
- Don't worry.
I'll get a hold of someone.
- Again, it's okay.
- Come on.
- No signal.
- Elevators.
(metal thudding)
(yelling)
- Easy, easy.
- [Luke] Hello?
- We're gonna be trapped in here forever.
- I doubt it.
Someone will come looking for us.
(grunting)
- No, that's staying shut.
Well, it sounds like the performance is still going on.
- Yeah, everyone's still inside.
- Let's see how long my battery lasts.
- Well, at least we won't go hungry.
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(metal rattling)
(grunting)
- Middle one's worth 100 points, right?
- Yep, okay, my turn.
Oh, 50 points.
- What are you up to now?
- 410 to 320.
(metal rattling)
- Sorry.
You know, can I just use a meatball?
- Nope, too easy.
Shrimp.
- Why not?
We can say shrimp are worth more points.
- You're just looking for an easy way to catch up.
- You know, my hands smell like shrimp.
- Yeah, dude, the whole elevator smells like shrimp.
- [Claire] Here.
(paper rustling)
- Thank you,
so what brought you here tonight?
- The dance performance.
- [Luke] Yeah, but why?
- My friend got me a ticket.
You?
- I got invited as a work courtesy, I guess.
My boss got tickets from one of the sponsors.
I just had to get out and stretch my legs.
- Well, that kind of backfired.
- Yeah.
(audience applauding)
- Wait, sh.
(gentle instrumental music)
I think the performance is over now.
- [Luke] Hello?
- [Woman] Someone in there?
- Help, please.
- We're stuck in here.
- [Woman] Oh, hang on.
- Help.
Please someone save us.
- [Woman] How many are in there?
- Three of us.
- [Woman] Is everyone okay?
- No.
- Yes.
- [Woman] We'll get help.
- Thank you.
- We're saved.
(mumbling)
- [Luke] So what was the performance tonight?
- Swan Lake.
Weren't you watching?
- Yeah, I'm just not real familiar with ballet.
- It's a modern dance version.
- (laughing) Actually, you caught me.
I was nodding off a bit,
had to step out and get some fresh air.
- You must really want to appease your new boss
to come to something
you're not interested in.
- You got to make a good impression.
- I think you've been gone long enough
that your boss probably thinks you're skipping out.
- Probably right,
so if you could be anywhere else right now,
where would it be?
- Does time matter?
- No, guess not.
- Then I'd be here.
Well, not in here,
but watching the performance with my mom.
- And so why does time matter?
- She passed away a few years ago,
but she was really into arts and culture,
said I didn't appreciate it enough,
but she would have really liked this.
- How'd she pass?
- She got sick.
It was a long process.
What about you?
Where would you be?
- In my studio.
- Studio?
Musician or artist or--
- Art, if you can call it that.
I just enjoy painting.
It's relaxing.
- I wasn't expecting that.
- What were you expecting, gardening?
(laughing)
- No, just something more--
- Manly?
- Predictable.
- Oh, I don't mind you thinking I'm not predictable.
I really wasn't expecting much out of tonight,
some work, shaking hands, being bored.
- Dance is not boring.
- It wasn't my first choice,
but I'm glad I came.
- You're glad you got stuck in here?
- Glad I got stuck in here with you, yeah.
When we get out of here,
I'd like to see you again.
(electricity humming)
- [Man] Okay, help me with the door.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Thank you.
- [Man] Sorry about the inconvenience.
- [Fredricks] Luke, there you are.
- Sorry, I got delayed.
- Dr. Fredricks?
- Stuck here?
It's not much of a welcome, I'm afraid.
- Hi, there you are.
(phone ringing)
What did you think?
Did you see that one mistake I made in the first act?
- No, no, I didn't.
- You got to be starving now.
Come on.
I've got reservations at a great restaurant nearby.
- Let's go.
I want to introduce you to the other dancers.
- Hold on just one moment.
- Sorry you missed the show.
- Me too.
Oh, hey, can you sign this?
It'll mean a lot to this girl at the hospital.
- Sure.
Hopefully you can see it another night though.
- I'll try.
- Being stuck in an elevator,
it gives me the willies.
- It wasn't all that bad.
I met someone.
- Who?
What's his name?
- Luke, I think.
- You think?
- Well, we didn't really exchange names
or numbers or anything.
It was probably nothing,
but it was nice.
- Nice, huh?
(laughing)
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- Dr. Fredricks?
- Claire, Mr. Samuelson will be discharged today.
- Negative on a heart attack?
(mumbling)
(phone ringing)
What's going on?
- I have no idea.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Alright, let's get started.
I wanted to introduce you to a new doctor on the team.
This is Dr. Luke Taylor.
For now, why don't you just each give your name?
- April Park.
- Whitney Clayson.
- [Kelly] Kelly Workman.
- Claire Abbott.
- [Rob] Rob Smith.
- Stanley Patel.
- [Lindsey] Lindsey Hanson.
- Lena Wiley, head nurse.
- She's filling in for someone who just gave their notice.
You'll meet all the others as the schedules change.
- Great.
It's nice to meet everybody.
(mumbling)
- Dr. Taylor,
I am so excited for you to be here with us.
- Yeah, I am too.
Excuse me.
- There's something about a man in a white coat.
- Adds something, doesn't it?
(phone ringing)
- Yeah, like a million to our married,
filing jointly tax return.
(laughing)
- Hey, how was the performance?
- I didn't get to see it,
but I brought this for you.
- Cool, who signed it?
- Her name's Serena.
She's one of the dancers.
- Whoa, thanks.
Why didn't you go?
- I did go.
I got stuck in an elevator,
so I missed the performance.
- No way.
- Sadly, yes, but it's okay.
One day, I'll get to see a performance there,
and maybe you'll be on stage.
- [Woman] Dr. Borris, dial--
- Hey, Dr. Taylor.
- Hi.
- We're so lucky to have you here.
I would love to buy you a drink to welcome you.
- Thanks, but I'm working late tonight.
- Oh, okay, another time then.
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- Dr. Taylor?
- Yes.
- I wanted to introduce myself.
- Claire.
- Yes, we actually met before.
- Look, I'm gonna stop you right there, okay?
I didn't come here for this.
I came here to work
and to help people get better,
so let's just bypass the whole hit
on the new doctor thing, okay?
- Sure.
(metal clanging)
- Thought I smelled something good.
- They're ready.
- What's wrong?
- Nothing.
- Liar, you bake when you're upset.
- That guy I met the other night?
He works at the hospital.
- Excellent.
- He blew me off when I tried to talk to him today.
- Oh, jerk.
Did he recognize you?
I mean, you were really dressed up that night,
and the elevator was dark.
- I don't know.
It didn't seem like it,
but he wasn't even civil
when I tried to talk to him.
Maybe I just made it into more than it was.
It was just one evening anyways.
- Are you sure?
Maybe he had a reason for being rude.
- Or he didn't feel the same
when he saw who I really am.
Either way, with the whole way he acted,
I mean, I'm better off, right?
The whole elevator thing, just a moment,
and that's all.
- So what do you think?
- It's a good hospital.
- Yesterday went okay?
- Yeah, yeah, nice people, interesting patients.
- You know about Mrs. Godfrey, right?
- The Glioblastoma case?
No, what about her?
- She's a major donor to the hospital.
She was checked in this morning.
Just make sure she's as comfortable as possible
for as long as she wants to stay.
- Absolutely.
- Alright, thanks.
(metal rattling)
- Hi.
- Oh, hey, you mind if I get started on the floor?
- Whatever you need to do.
(liquid splashing)
(mumbling)
- [Woman] Dr. Fredricks, please come to--
- You want me to throw that away for you?
- No, thanks.
Luke Taylor.
- Nice to meet you, hey.
Most docs like to throw in their title
when they introduce themselves.
- That seems a little--
- Yeah. (laughing)
- So how long you worked here for?
- Oh, about five years.
It's stable,
and things always need cleaning,
kind of like fixing people.
- I like your thinking.
It's nice to meet you, Jonathan.
- Alright.
See you around, Doc.
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- You should totally apply for that job.
- I don't think they'll see me as head nurse material.
- You're organized.
You're efficient.
You care about patients.
What more do they need?
- Well, I could say the same about you.
Why don't you apply?
- Not interested in being management.
- I actually filled out an application last night.
- Let me see.
Yeah, it's good.
Turn it in.
- I don't know.
Don't get your hopes up.
- You do that enough for the both of us.
- I'm just saying
I don't have any connections to HR.
- You don't need connections
if you're the right one for the job.
- I'm just saying odds aren't in my favor.
(phone beeping)
- Uh oh, I'm being summoned by Lena.
Let me see that application again.
Thanks.
I'll turn this in to HR on my way up.
- Stanley.
- Hey, you won't do it otherwise.
(truck engine running)
(gentle instrumental music)
- [Luke] Hey.
- Dr. Taylor.
- I heard the hospital food isn't that great.
Seems like a tastier alternative.
- Yeah.
- Look,
I'm sorry for snapping at you yesterday.
There was just a lot of new faces
and really, really awkward flirting and come ons.
I'm interested in someone else anyway.
It just caught me off guard.
I took my frustration out on you,
and you didn't deserve it.
- It's okay.
- It's just when I'm working,
I need to focus on work.
- I've worked hard to be a nurse.
Focus is all I have.
- Great, thank you for understanding.
That didn't come out right, did it?
Yeah, apologies are not my strength.
- 'Cause you don't mess up often,
or you just don't apologize?
- Probably the second one.
- We can skip the apology.
- Thanks.
(gentle instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
- Lena.
- What is it?
- Did you hear about Claire?
- No, tell me.
- I just found out.
She applied for the job.
- It doesn't matter.
They won't pick her.
- How do you know that?
- I'll make sure of it.
(horn honking)
(metal thudding)
- Claire, did you hand out those warming blankets
to room 414, 417?
- Yes, all tucked in.
- And the new IV bag for Mrs. Godfrey.
- It's done.
- Mr. Samuelson wants a bath.
Go see to it.
(gentle instrumental music)
- All these visits add up.
Meanwhile, who's paying for it?
I swear it's how you all pay for yourselves,
by giving me no information so that I have
to keep coming back.
Yeah.
(electronic beeping)
No, not another one.
- Both Dr. Fredricks and Dr. Taylor agree
that we need updated blood work.
- Oh, two docs agree,
so now I should be a human pin cushion?
- Mr. Samuelson, if you just hold still,
it'll be over really quick.
- No, more tests mean more costs,
and all you do is tell me what I don't have.
Last time some little girl
missed my vein three times.
That's three more holes--
- She has a terrible bedside manner.
- And it stings, like a lot.
Claire, no, stop it.
No.
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(phone ringing)
Hey, Lena.
- [Lena] We're understaffed for the night shift,
and you drew the short straw.
- That happens a lot.
- [Lena] Clock's ticking.
- I'll be right up.
(electronic beeping)
- "But what's this long face about, Mr. Starbuck?
"Wilt thou not chase the great white whale?
"Art not game for Moby Dick?"
- Mrs. Godfrey?
- "I am game for his crooked jaw
"and for the jaws of death too, Captain Ahab,
"if it fairly comes in the way
"of business we follow."
- Mrs. Godfrey?
- Doc.
I'm sorry.
I was just so enthralled with my book.
I just love Jane Eyre.
You know that Mr. Rochester.
He just--
- Isn't that Moby Dick?
(gentle instrumental music)
- Moby Dick.
Whoops.
Chocolate?
- No thanks.
- Mrs. Godfrey, I wanted to talk
about your condition.
- You want me to reconsider.
- The tumor is growing,
and with the second one that appeared,
there isn't time to waste.
Now, there are treatment centers that specialize in--
- Yeah, but my odds aren't great.
- No.
- Well, I've had a good life,
better than most.
- I hate to see you coming back here
just for us to be treating symptoms.
- It's not so bad.
I've got great company.
Have you gotten to know Claire here?
She's quite a catch.
- Uh, yes.
- Mrs. Godfrey.
- You just leave this to me.
- I'm gonna go fill up your water, okay?
- You see that?
She is so attentive and thoughtful.
When you find someone special,
you don't let them go.
(gentle instrumental music)
- About time to head home, isn't it?
- Oh, I kind of like working when it's quiet.
Good day today?
- Yeah.
- That didn't sound too convincing.
- It's fine.
I've just been mulling over something
one of my patients said to me.
- What did they say?
- When you find someone special,
you don't let them go.
- Seems like good common sense to me.
- Well, easier said than done in my case.
- Well, why's that?
- I don't know.
Sorry to bug you.
- Don't let them go.
- What?
- It just seems simple enough.
I mean, it just means you do whatever you can to keep
whoever it is we're talking about in your life.
- What if I don't know how?
- Find a place to start.
- Night, Jonathan.
(birds chirping)
(mumbling)
- Yes, ma'am.
Those tickets should arrive in your inbox
in about 10 minutes or so.
Thank you.
- Hi, I was here the other night
for the Swan Lake performance,
and I was looking for someone I met.
- Name?
(gentle instrumental music)
- No, if I knew that,
is there a list of who bought tickets maybe?
- Yes, but we can't release that information,
privacy policy.
- I'm just looking for one person,
a woman, if that helps.
Right, that doesn't sound creepy at all.
I could describe her
if that's better?
- It would if I knew her too.
- Do you know her?
She's got long hair.
Yeah, probably not.
(phone ringing)
- If there's nothing else, sir,
I really need to--
- Is there anything you--
- [Woman] Metropolitan Center, sales office,
how can I help you?
- Got it.
- [Woman] Oh, yes, of course.
(birds chirping)
- Last night's blood results
show her white blood cell count up a bit.
Has she been eating and drinking?
- I checked with the night shift.
She had a milkshake, some water.
- How you doing, Payton?
We're gonna draw some more blood, okay?
- Okay.
- Is your mother around?
- She had to work for a bit.
- Claire's gonna look after you then, okay?
Call me as soon as the lab results come in.
- [Claire] I will.
Infection?
- Let's see how bad.
I'm just hoping it's not an abscess.
- Am I gonna be okay?
- You will be.
We'll make sure of it.
- Okay.
- Clive and I would dance the whole night through.
He was very light on his feet.
Not bad for a man who was six foot, five.
- Wow.
(laughing)
(gentle instrumental music)
- When are you gonna sweep a woman off her feet?
You're a bright young man.
- I don't know.
I think I just need to find the right person.
- What about Claire?
She's a catch.
- I don't think that's such a good idea.
- Why not?
Take her out.
I won't take no for an answer.
- Mrs. Godfrey, I really--
- Promise me.
(mumbling)
(gentle instrumental music)
- If I do, will you at least look
at these treatment options?
- Deal.
I intend to follow up with her,
so make sure you hold up your end of the agreement.
- Fine, read those.
- [Man] Paging Dr. Risco,
you are needed in pediatrics.
- Hey, Claire.
- Dr. Taylor.
- So I made this deal with Mrs. Godfrey.
- Okay.
- [Luke] And it kind of involves you.
- How?
- Well, I agreed to take you out
if she would look at some treatment options.
- Wow.
- So what do you say?
Want to grab a bite to eat after your shift?
- Sure, I mean, if it'll help Mrs. Godfrey.
- Great.
(gentle instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
- So what brought you to this hospital?
- I like the area,
just needed a change of scenery.
- Where'd you move from?
- Cincinnati.
- So how do the hospitals compare?
- About the same,
smaller, which is nice.
The larger the hospital,
the more administration,
more headaches, rumors.
- I hadn't thought about that.
- You ever worked anywhere other than here?
- No.
- Take my word for it.
I can actually talk to the patients here.
- And make deals with them.
- I don't know if it's the tumor
that explains Mrs. Godfrey's behavior or--
- Or it's just her?
- She's your biggest fan.
- I'm sure that's the tumor's influence.
- I don't think so.
So why'd you choose to be a nurse?
- Probably 'cause of my mom.
- Yeah?
I always though my parents just expected me
to go to med school,
so I just kind of went along with their plans,
but I actually started wanting to after a while.
- [Claire] So what made you change how you feel?
- Medicine and science,
I find it all so fascinating,
and the paycheck doesn't hurt either.
(laughing)
(upbeat instrumental music)
- I'm going on my break.
- I just have one quick question.
- We don't keep customers' social security numbers either.
- No, I was wondering who the caterer was
for the Swan Lake opening night.
- Why?
- I am looking for a caterer,
and I really liked their food.
- Yeah, here it is.
- Oh, great.
Do they use the same waiters every time?
I mean, you know,
'cause the service was really good too.
That's all.
- I don't work for the caterer,
so how would I know?
- Yeah, of course.
Thanks.
- You just pick from here whatever you want.
- I want a cheeseburger.
Where is that on the menu?
- Well, Dr. Fredricks has you on a liquids only diet.
- Why?
He doesn't know what's wrong with me,
and I'm not starving so that he can keep guessing.
- Well, you're hungry.
That's a good sign,
and I'll let him know,
but for now, you have to choose from here
until he says otherwise.
- Soup?
Jello?
- There's also popsicles.
- You get on the phone right now
and tell him I want real food.
- Mr. Samuelson.
- Now.
- Oh my.
- [Samuelson] I want meat, not soup.
- Yes, Mr. Samuelson.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Look here.
You don't have to treat her like that.
- Mind your own business.
- I will when you start acting your age.
Really?
Throwing a tantrum like a toddler.
- Get out.
- When you shape up, I'll get out.
- Fine.
- You be nice.
I saw that, young man.
Now that's much better.
You don't have to be miserable,
but it is your choice.
- Will you just leave already?
(mumbling)
(car engine running)
(birds chirping)
- [Claire] Dr. Taylor?
- Hey.
- You alive?
- Yeah, just finished a long shift.
- I know how that goes.
Chip?
- Sure.
Thank you.
(chips crunching)
- You gonna make it home alright?
- Yeah, it's fine.
- So rough day then?
- Yeah,
no, not really.
I just had this one patient.
Partial paralysis,
ended up not being what I feared,
but it just reminded me of a patient
I had a while ago.
- What happened?
- Nothing.
- Alright, well, I'll see you later.
Get some rest.
- I made a bad call,
(gentle instrumental music)
the old case.
It left the patient paralyzed
from the waist down,
and no one blames me,
and says it was just a fluke,
but still,
anyway, that's what I was reminded of today.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.
That's hard to let go of.
I'm sorry you had to go through that.
- No, you know, I'm sorry.
I should leave work at work and all that.
Thanks.
Being new around here,
it's nice to have someone to talk to.
- Any time.
(mumbling)
- So how was work?
- Same.
Can I ask your advice on something?
- That's never happened before.
- Have you ever led yourself on about a guy?
- I'm a woman.
Of course I have.
- Seriously.
- Alright, yes, but I didn't really think
about it until after I was over him.
- So could I just be imagining
that there's something between us?
- Who, Dr. Luke?
I thought you said he was a jerk.
- He's not.
I mean, I see him every day now,
and I've gotten to know him better,
and I still think about that night.
- Maybe he's still thinks about you too.
- He told me a while ago
that he's interested in someone else.
I think he only sees me as a nurse now,
but then why are we spending all this time together?
I mean, that has to mean something, right?
- I think so?
See, this is why you don't normally come to me for advice.
You want a distraction?
I'm great at those.
For example, did you see my birthday list I texted you?
- No.
- Gift card for text books, pedicure,
cute skirt I saw at the mall.
It's very kind of me.
Now you don't have to waste time getting creative.
- Right, I got to get going.
Have a good rehearsal.
- My birthday's just a few days away, so--
- [Claire] I won't forget.
- Alright, now take a big breath for me.
(breathing)
Good, one more.
(breathing)
- Are the antibiotics working?
- Not as well as I'd like,
but could we speak outside?
- Yeah.
(gentle instrumental music)
- That's not good, huh?
- Probably not.
- What's wrong?
- It looks like the infection is spreading.
- I'm putting her on prostacyclin.
Page me if you see any fluctuations in the blood pressure.
You can do another blood draw,
but she's going on another antibiotic in the meantime.
- You don't want to wait for blood results?
- We don't have time.
If this keeps up,
we'll have to go back in surgically.
- Claire.
- Hey, you off?
- Yeah, but I just heard something.
HR set a date,
so whoever they choose for head nurse
begins at the end of the month.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- Claire, straighten out the supply closet.
I can never find what I want when I need it.
- You're leaving?
- I have plans.
Just keep things in order.
Just because I'm gone doesn't mean we slack around here.
Oh, there's also the party coming up,
the fundraiser for the hospital.
It's gonna be divine.
- It sounds really--
- I'd like as much of the staff
as possible to have a chance to go,
so you'll cover that night.
(siren ringing)
(electronic beeping)
- Hi, Mr. Samuelson.
- Who's that from?
- Me.
(rubber squeaking)
- They're
bright.
- Are they okay here,
or do you want me to move them somewhere else?
How are you feeling today?
- Well, they tell me I've got something called pericarditis,
but why, they don't know.
They just want to keep an eye on my heart.
- That's frustrating, huh?
- Have you ever been in the hospital,
I mean sick?
- Not sick, but yeah.
- Who?
- My mom.
- She die?
- Yeah.
- The doctors do anything?
- They did what they could.
- I bet it took forever to figure it out.
- Yeah, sometimes it does.
- And meanwhile the clock is still ticking.
You get sicker because they don't have answers.
- Yeah.
Well, can I get you anything?
- New batteries, that clock has stopped.
(gentle instrumental music)
(paper rustling)
- How was your shift?
- It was okay.
- You alright?
- Yeah, I'm just thinking about Mr. Samuelson.
- Do you want to talk about it?
- No, I'm just gonna clear my head.
I think a walk will help.
(metal thudding)
Do you want to come along?
- Yeah, sure.
(water flowing)
(gentle instrumental music)
- So you close with your family?
- They're about three hours away.
It helps so I don't have to come
to family dinners all the time.
- What's wrong with family dinner?
- The frequent discussions
about my parents' recent health problem.
I can't tell you how nice it is
to have dinner without someone
concerned about someone's bowels.
- Oh, come on.
I'm sure you have friends that pull the same thing.
- True.
I just avoid those ones if I can.
- Aw, cute.
- Custom T-shirts.
Do you need something for your teddy bear?
- I'm not much of a teddy bear person.
- How about tiger?
- Probably the turtle.
- Not what I expected.
- Actually, I was thinking about getting one for Payton.
- The appendicitis case.
- Yeah, but not the turtle.
What do you think?
- She seems like a penguin person,
so what would you put on the T-shirt?
- Something like--
- How about, it's not a bomb.
It's an appendix.
- Maybe something more comforting.
- How about, hugs welcome?
- Only if it's followed with, squeeze gently,
post-op patient.
- I like it.
- Can I ask you something?
- Sure.
- The other day you mentioned that you made a bad call.
- Ah, that.
- Why does it bother you so much?
- Well, the man lost the use of his legs.
- But you're an experienced doctor.
You've had plenty of patients,
enough to know that things
don't go right all the time,
so why did that bother you so much?
- Well, no one challenged me that day.
No one offered a different point of view or a solution,
and it wasn't their job to,
but I swear,
I could see it on their faces,
the whole team in the room with me.
I just wish someone had said something.
Anyway, who knows if I even would have listened,
and you're right.
Things don't always go as planned.
(phone ringing)
I got to go.
It's the hospital.
- Everything okay?
- It's Payton.
- What's happening?
- I don't know,
but I better go find out.
- Should I--
- No, no, no, no, no, go home.
You're off today.
- Well, here.
Give her this.
(car engine running)
(crying)
(gentle instrumental music)
What's going on?
- You have to be more specific.
- With Payton.
Her mother, she's--
- Balling her eyes out.
Yeah, don't get involved.
We're not therapists, Claire.
- Hi, I love the penguin.
- Oh, good.
How are you feeling?
- The medicine was making me feel weird,
but Dr. Taylor came and changed something last night.
I feel way better now.
- Great, your mom, she's down the hall.
- Yeah, her boss sent her an email,
and she got demoted.
She's not taking it well.
- Oh, that's awful.
(phone beeping)
- [Woman] Dr. Morris, dial 118, please.
(mumbling)
- Hi, I'm looking for a particular waiter
who was working the Swan Lake opening performance
at the Metropolitan Center.
No, no, I spent some time with him and, hello?
Hello?
(phone beeping)
Try that again.
(gentle instrumental music)
Hello, I'm Dr. Taylor from Regional Medical,
and I have a party I'm hosting soon.
(wood knocking)
I heard good reviews about your catering,
and, well, I have some questions
about your company first,
if that's alright.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
sure, sure, sure.
Just have someone call me back.
Thank you.
Bye.
(phone beeping)
- Sounds like somebody's having a dinner party.
- No, not really.
Just doing whatever I can think to hang on to someone.
- Yeah, that.
I get the feeling I'm missing
part of that story.
- Yeah, a bit.
- Well, you know, it takes me
an average of eight minutes
to clean this break room,
so if you wanted to let me help--
- Is that sour faced lady still running the show?
- Lena?
- That's its name?
- Yes.
- I didn't want that one in here, so thanks.
- No problem.
Do you get rashes like this often?
- Every now and then.
It's the dry air, eczema or whatever.
(car engine running)
(birds chirping)
- [Claire] Luke.
- Oh, hey, I was just leaving.
You off work yet?
- Soon.
I have some things to finish up still.
Mr. Samuelson has some red patches on his skin.
- Okay.
- They weren't there before.
- Where?
- His leg.
- These patches could be--
- Consistent with lupus.
- Or just eczema.
(phone ringing)
- Well, you and Dr. Fredricks think
that he has pericarditis, right?
- With good reason.
- Which is also a symptom of lupus.
- There are 100 things it could be, okay?
The rash doesn't change anything.
- Right, but with his symptoms and his history,
it could be--
- Claire, thanks for taking the initiative,
but I think we got it handled.
- Yeah.
- I got to take this.
- [Luke] Hello?
Thank you for calling me back.
(water flowing)
- [Serena] Thanks for meeting me.
- Happy birthday.
I thought you were celebrating
over lunch with your family.
- I couldn't take them dropping hints
about single men and school
and my dance hobby.
- Sorry.
So what did they think about the dance performance?
- Oh, none of them came.
- Ouch.
- Is that for me?
- Yep.
- This doesn't feel like anything
on my birthday list.
A gift certificate for a career interest test.
- This one's supposed to be the best one.
I thought it could help you figure out
night school and all that.
- Gee, you shouldn't have.
- Happy birthday.
(laughing)
- Thanks.
(birds chirping)
- Hey--
- Yeah, I remember you.
I heard you were looking for me.
- Actually, I'm looking for the woman
who was stuck with us.
I thought you might know something about her.
- You didn't get her number?
- No, not before she left and I, no.
I wish.
- Look, that was the first time I've seen her.
I thought you for sure would
with the way you two were flirting.
- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, worst night of my life.
Yeah, great.
- Do you remember about her?
- Didn't even catch her name.
Although--
- Although what?
- She did say she came with a friend.
- Yeah, well, I don't know who that is either.
- That's not my point.
You're assuming that her friend's a girl.
What if it's a guy?
- Well, she specifically said friend though.
- Girls do that.
Yeah, look, I'm just saying
she could be taken is all.
- Right.
- Oh, wait.
She did say one of the performers
gave her her tickets.
- Really?
One of the dancers?
- I guess so.
Could still be a guy, buddy.
(gentle instrumental music)
- A little light homework there?
- Something like that.
- Hey, I'm sure you've heard we're looking
for a new head nurse.
I'm narrowing down the candidates,
but I'd love for you to weigh in on it.
- Sure, when?
- Let's talk about it soon.
There's a lot going on with the hospital fundraiser,
but I'd like to make a decision after that.
- No problem.
(horn honking)
(siren ringing)
Claire.
(gentle instrumental music)
- [Claire] Hi.
- Hey, can I talk to you about something?
- Sure.
(water flowing)
- You know, the more I thought about it,
the more it made sense.
He's not the usual lupus patient,
but he's had attacks for several years.
Whatever system was attacked just masked the real problem.
- Which attacks?
- He had a seizure one year,
a few years later, kidney problems,
arthritis, but that alone probably
didn't make anyone blink an eye.
- And now the pericarditis.
- And the skin rash.
I'm gonna have Dr. Fredricks review everything,
including the latest blood labs,
but I think we have it.
You were right.
- You seem awfully excited about such a diagnosis.
- Well, it's not the greatest news, but it's a start.
He should be able to go home soon
after we run a few more tests,
and then he can start managing the disease.
- That is good news.
I mean, he needed answers.
- And thanks to you, we have them.
- Not me.
- Yes, you.
You spoke up.
You said what you thought,
and I brushed you off.
I'm sorry.
- Thanks.
- Hey, you have a few minutes?
Come on.
So this is my landlord's storage space,
but he lets me use it for--
- Your paintings.
- Yeah.
There was this doctor I knew,
kind of my mentor.
Back in medical school,
he used to say that you have to find a way to unwind.
Do something that's totally different
from your daily rounds,
or you'll go crazy.
- What kind of doctor was he?
- A surgeon.
You know what his hobby was?
Hacking at wood with a chainsaw.
- Seriously?
- Yeah.
It's the cutting without the pressure or precision,
and this is my hobby.
- Kind of random.
- Yep.
You want to try?
(gentle instrumental music)
♪ Change is in the air
(singing)
♪ Promise me you'll stay
- It's really hard.
♪ Let's just take our time
♪ There's no finish line
♪ Let's not rush the time away
(mumbling)
- Good, yeah, yeah, yeah.
♪ Every day we're getting
- You're a natural.
Come on.
♪ A little bit closer to your heart ♪
♪ A little bit longer till I start ♪
♪ To fall for you
♪ Yeah, I'm gonna fall for you
♪ Oh, a little more time
♪ Till I love you
♪ A little bit closer to our dreams ♪
♪ Are coming true
♪ Yeah
♪ A little bit closer to you
(singing)
(mumbling)
♪ A little bit closer to you
- Oh.
- I know.
I tried.
(laughing)
Are these your finished pieces?
(gentle instrumental music)
- Yeah.
- [Claire] Not bad.
- Liar, they're terrible.
- No, I like them, really.
- Yeah?
Which one?
- This one.
- Why?
- The colors and the mood,
it's like a light standing in the darkness.
- I did this one just a couple weeks ago.
- How long does it take you?
- This one, just a weekend.
- It's beautiful.
- Hold on.
You got a little paint.
- Oh.
- Hold still.
I got it.
(gentle instrumental music)
I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- No, it's not.
I don't want to make things,
should not have crossed that line.
- Right.
- [Luke] With work.
- Yeah.
- It's not a good idea.
- I should go.
- It's just I'm kind of interested in someone else.
- Alright.
It kind of seems like you're interested in me too.
I'll see you at work.
(water flowing)
- Pretty sure I'm just making a mess of things.
- Sounds like it.
- I don't want to hurt Claire.
- Yeah, but you like her.
You enjoy spending time with her.
- Yeah, but I can't stop thinking about this other woman.
- Yeah, right, mystery elevator woman, right?
- Yeah.
(bird cawing)
- It sounds like you're holding out
for what might have been.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, but what if you find her,
and she doesn't live up to what
you've made her up to be in your mind?
- I don't know, but I have to try, right?
- Move forward then.
- Exactly.
I mean, I can't quit.
I have to find out who she is at least.
- Well, I got to get back to work.
- Thanks, Jonathan.
- No problem.
The only danger though is you might miss out
on someone just as good.
What if you never find her?
What have you given up in the meantime?
(metal clanging)
(gentle instrumental music)
- Don't worry.
Not here for you today.
(mumbling)
Excuse me?
- Can I help you?
- Yeah.
I have an odd but very urgent question
to ask everyone.
Can I?
- Who are you?
- Luke, Luke Taylor.
Consider me a concerned citizen?
(clapping)
- Alright, everyone.
Listen up just a moment please.
It seems we have a guest.
- Hello, sorry for the interruption.
I'm searching for a woman
I met at the opening night performance.
She came with someone
who is a dancer in the show.
I realize many of you probably had guests,
I'm sure, but she got stuck
in the elevator that night.
Did anyone hear that from a friend or guest that night?
Anyone,
please?
- We need to start rehearsal.
- Oh, yeah, of course.
Sorry for the interruption.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Okay, let's get going.
- Sorry I'm late.
- [Luke] Hey.
- Hey, Doc,
so you're letting it go?
- Well, I kind of hit a dead end.
Just don't know what else to do.
- That's how it goes sometimes.
- Yeah.
- Are you sure?
- Thanks.
- Don't worry.
(mumbling)
- You all set for the fundraiser tomorrow night?
- I got my tux ready to go.
(metal clanging)
- I'm gonna warn you.
They're gonna trot you around like a prize pony.
All the doctors are.
- Oh, no, I get it.
We're what makes this hospital seem special.
- Yep, just don't be surprised if you have
to shake a few hands and smile for the camera.
- Well, I'll make sure I don't have
anything in my teeth.
- Good choice.
(car engine running)
(horn honking)
- It's just a bit of a chill.
It's nothing.
- You know as well as I do
that another illness could make you take a turn
for the worst.
- Well, would that be so bad?
- Is that why you don't want treatment?
- It's just death.
I mean, a lot of my family and friends
have gone through it.
Why not me?
- What about your children?
- They understand.
They're prepared.
- Nothing can prepare anyone
for seeing someone they love suffer.
(wood knocking)
- Hi, Mrs. Godfrey.
Sorry, I'll come back when you're done.
- Well, that was deliciously awkward.
Did things heat up between you?
- No.
- [Godfrey] Well, he finally took you out, right?
- Yes.
- [Godfrey] And?
- Nothing will come of it.
- Well, wait.
The two of you just need to tell each other how you feel.
- I don't think that--
- Well, what about this fundraiser
that I keep hearing about?
Nice party, romantic atmosphere.
- It won't matter.
I have to work tonight.
Besides, Luke told me that he's interested in someone else.
- What?
Who could compete with you?
(papers rustling)
(mumbling)
- Oh, beside your rounds,
you'll need to fix the supply closet.
- Oh, I straightened it a few days ago.
- No, disaster.
Also, it was really crazy earlier,
so you'll need to finish
sorting the day shift paperwork.
- And 418 needs help showering.
The wound site keeps oozing.
- Oh, Dr. Fredricks asked to speak to me.
Guess I'll be finding out
how much of a raise I'll be getting.
- Enjoy the party.
- We will.
- Oh, don't pout.
It's just a party,
(gentle instrumental music)
or is it more than that?
I've noticed you trying to ingratiate yourself
to Dr. Taylor lately.
You didn't think you really had a shot with him, did you?
- Have a good night.
(car engine running)
(metal rattling)
(wood knocking)
- Good evening, Mrs. Godfrey.
Do you mind if I come in and clean?
- Of course.
Yeah, come on in.
Hey, Jonathan, do you know Claire?
- The nurse?
- [Godfrey] Yeah.
- Yes, ma'am.
- Could I ask you to do a couple of favors?
- Okay. (laughing)
(gentle instrumental music)
- You missed a spot.
- [Jonathan] This is from Mrs. Godfrey.
- What does she want now?
- Hello, dear.
- Hi.
- How are you?
- [Payton] Good.
- What size shoe do you wear?
- I'm a seven.
- Oh.
- Hey, hey, hey, look, look, look.
I found a dress.
- Oh no.
- What?
- That's not a dress.
It's a night gown.
- What's going on?
- Well, this is all they had
in the gift shop that looked like a dress.
- Hey, guys, I was thinking.
A lot of times, patients leave things here,
and this stuff has been sitting
in lost and found for months.
- I can see why.
- Well, there's more.
How about this one?
- Oh, I like that one.
It's shiny.
- [Godfrey] That's gross.
- Okay.
Here we go.
- Oh, that one's really pretty.
- It's perfect.
- I hope the hospital has a return policy.
- And this will go with your shoes.
- Who's it for?
- Someone who needs a little help.
Ah, yes.
(gasping) Perfect.
Don't wrinkle it.
Move.
- [Samuelson] You move.
(laughing)
- [Claire] What are you three doing?
- Watch it.
It's her fault.
- Hush.
- Are you excited for the party?
- What?
- You're going tonight.
- What?
- I told her it was crazy,
but crazy to a crazy person is normal.
- No one understood that.
There's no excuses.
You're going to the party tonight,
and you're gonna tell Luke how you really feel.
- Right, okay,
let me just take everyone back to their beds.
- No, I'm not budging until you agree to go.
- Mrs. Godfrey.
- We mean it.
- [Claire] Alright, everyone--
- I'm here.
- What?
Why?
- To cover your shift.
- You've got to hurry.
- Okay, thank you, everyone,
but I can't just drop everything.
- Go.
It's fine.
- This is your night off.
- I was just hanging out at home.
- Come on.
Don't you want to see him?
- Who?
- Dr. Taylor.
Keep up.
- Claire, I've kind of gotten
to know Dr. Taylor a little bit,
and I know he has feelings for you,
but I feel like I should warn you.
He's kind of hung up on this other woman,
but it's okay.
I mean, he only met her once,
and it was at a dance performance or something,
but he hasn't stopped thinking about her since.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Pass me the dress.
- Yes.
- [Godfrey] Just perfect.
- Yeah, you look fine.
- Thank you.
- Hurry.
- Have fun.
- Can I go back to bed now?
- Yeah, I got to go work.
(gentle instrumental music)
(mumbling)
(panting)
- Oh, sorry.
Sorry.
- It's you.
- Hi, can I borrow this?
I'm really hungry.
- Sure, just don't put me in an elevator with you.
- [Man] It's all about diversity (mumbling).
- Try this.
- Oh.
- Is it good?
- Yeah.
- Good, they do a pretty good job, so.
(mumbling)
- I didn't think this through.
- No, you didn't.
- Hey, Lena.
- What are you doing here?
- [Man] Hey, Lena.
- Hey.
(gentle instrumental music)
(glass clinking)
- Great to see you.
Great to see you.
Let's catch up next week, okay?
Hey.
- Hi.
- Wow, you look nice.
- Thanks, you too.
- Thanks.
Look, I'm sorry about the other night, okay?
I was just trying to figure some things out,
and I kind of dragged you into it.
- No, I get it.
It's just I want to explain something too.
- Okay.
- When we first met,
I really liked you,
and I thought that you felt something too,
and then later, when I tried to talk to you about it,
you clearly didn't want anything to do with me,
so I thought that was the end of it,
and then over these past few days,
I've seen again and again why I feel
the way that I do.
- [Lena] How dare you?
- What's going on?
- Nothing, I can explain.
- Oh, yeah, explain what?
How you abandoned your duty?
And what about our patients?
- Stanley is--
- Claire is supposed to be working,
and after everything I've done for you, Claire.
- What have you done for me besides put me down
and make work difficult?
- I keep trying to protect you
from making a mistake.
The hospital provides excellent care
because we make sure that we don't make mistakes,
but this has gone too far.
- Stanley is covering my shift.
- Stanley?
How selfish are you to interrupt his night off?
How many times have I told you we work as a team?
- Luke, listen.
- Dr. Taylor, Claire,
and that is the last straw.
I'm sorry.
We have tried to shield you
from Claire's obvious inappropriate interest in you.
- Don't even.
- You are only using him
because you know he has a say so in the head nurse job.
- What, no--
- What, do you think that you can just blackmail him
into giving you a job promotion?
- No.
- Wait, what?
- Okay, Claire, I have had enough of this.
The hospital has had enough of your scheming.
You're fired.
- Maybe you should go.
- Luke, please.
- You're making a scene.
(mumbling)
- Whoa.
(door slamming)
(gentle instrumental music)
(door knocking)
- Oh.
Why didn't you stand up for yourself?
- I tried.
- Not hard enough.
- Can we just not?
- Come on.
Think about it, Claire.
You never--
- I work hard, okay?
That should be enough.
- You should have told Luke the truth.
You should have stood up to Lena.
You should have--
- Can you just stop it please?
(gentle instrumental music)
- When are you going to do something?
It's like this couch.
Take the plastic off already.
Take a risk that life might have
a few wrong turns,
but maybe that's how you get somewhere.
- You want to talk to me about getting somewhere?
You've been taking night classes for years
because you'd rather be safe than stand up
to your family about dancing as a career.
I mean, you're almost 30.
You can choose for yourself.
- Hey, I get enough of this from my family.
I don't need it from you.
You know what?
You don't deserve anything you're not willing to fight for.
(door slamming)
(gentle instrumental music)
(bell ringing)
(mumbling)
- [Payton] Not working today?
- No, I just wanted to thank you
for the shoes and say goodbye.
- Goodbye?
Did something happen?
- It's just time to move on.
- Thanks for taking care of me.
- You must have been busy,
trying to worm your way into his heart,
all for nothing.
You should have seen Dr. Taylor.
He was so betrayed.
Well, we can get back to the way things should be
now that you're out of here.
(metal clanging)
- Don't you mean out of the way?
Did you feel that threatened by me?
- You?
Please.
(gentle instrumental music)
- What was she thinking?
- She wasn't.
Just as well now.
Do you think anyone will hire her?
- Don't know, don't care.
- I almost feel bad for her.
- Why?
Besides, she's probably already moved on to her next target.
- I just never thought of her as a gold digger.
Guess it shows you never really know someone.
- Nope.
(mumbling)
- Whitney, room 421,
they buzzed again.
There was a mishap with a bed pan.
Wear gloves.
- Why me?
(door slamming)
(gentle instrumental music)
(plastic crinkling)
- Hey, Mrs. Godfrey.
- Fool.
- Excuse me?
- I don't know how,
but you screwed it up, haven't you?
Men, just clueless, the whole lot of you.
- Mrs. Godfrey, why don't we just focus on your health?
- No, I could die tomorrow,
and you know what?
I'd be fine with that.
I have no regrets.
Can you say the same?
(computer keys clacking)
- Claire?
I got breakfast.
- The jelly filled kind?
Wow,
you did it.
- It's the one thing I can change on my own.
- Without the plastic, this is actually comfortable.
You sure?
I took that career test.
- You did?
I figured you were trying to find a way to return it.
- No, I decided what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna quit school.
- You're kidding.
- The test pointed to a performing arts career.
I'm gonna focus on dance.
Instead of just doing it,
I'm gonna really make it work,
no matter what anyone thinks.
- I'm happy for you.
- What about you?
What are you gonna do?
- I'm still trying to figure that out.
- Well, Mr. Samuelson,
you ready to leave?
- It's about time.
- Hopefully we can help you manage
your condition from now on.
- Where's Claire?
- Who?
- Get your face out of that thing.
Claire, the nurse,
the one who figured out what's wrong with me.
- Yes, she no longer works here.
Let me check your vitals one more time
before I sign those discharge papers.
- You canned her, didn't you?
- Well, it's not our policy to talk about former--
- You dim witted idiot.
Let me guess.
You put that viper in charge instead.
- Well, we put the best--
- Do you have any idea what goes on around here?
Maybe if you unglued that techno thing from your face,
you'd see that she devil out there
can't be bothered to do any work herself.
To her, patients are an inconvenience,
and you let someone go who actually
cared about people?
Someone who paid more attention than you
or anyone else to figure out
what was wrong with me?
Just sign the papers,
and let me out of here.
(gentle instrumental music)
(electronic beeping)
- Would you answer that already?
It's the smelly guy in 415.
- Do I have to?
He's your assignment.
- Not anymore.
You go handle him.
(phone beeping)
- [Fredricks] Claire, hi.
Dr. Fredricks here.
Listen, I think we made a mistake
in how we handled things with you,
and also about the head nurse job,
I'd like to talk to you about it.
Why don't you give me a call back when you can?
Thanks.
(gentle instrumental music)
- Bye.
- Bye, Payton.
You take care, alright?
- Dr. Taylor?
What happened with Claire?
- Well, sometimes a person
isn't who you think they are.
Don't worry about it.
Just go home and get some rest, okay?
Hey,
where did you get this?
- Claire gave it to me.
She thought I'd like it since I'm a dancer.
- I heard it was pretty good.
- Claire wouldn't know.
She got stuck in a elevator and missed it.
- [Woman] Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
Claire told you that?
- Yeah.
- Take care of yourself, Payton.
- Bye.
(phone ringing)
- [Claire] Hi, this is Claire.
Leave a message.
(electronic beeping)
- Claire, it's Luke.
Listen, I have to talk to you.
I'm so sorry about everything.
Just call me back, okay?
(phone beeping)
(phone ringing)
- Oh, these desserts look so good.
- I'm definitely saving room for the cheesecake.
(phone ringing)
Hi, this is Claire.
Leave a message.
(phone beeping)
- She still won't answer your calls, huh?
- Nope.
- Well, maybe you need to change your strategy.
I mean, you've come this far.
You went through all that trouble just to find her.
- No, I'm not giving up.
I don't know what to--
- What, you were saying?
(birds chirping)
- I need to get groceries.
- I don't cook so I hardly go shopping.
- Well, for as much as you eat here,
you might as well chip in.
- My version of cooking is take out.
(door knocking)
Maybe it's a pizza delivery guy.
- Did you order pizza?
- Claire Abbott?
- Yes?
- Sign here please.
- [Serena] What is it?
- I have no idea.
- Thank you very much.
- Wow, who's it from?
- Luke.
- How do you know that?
- "I totally deserve the worst
"that you can think about me,
"but if you're willing,
"meet me where a stuffed turtle can buy some clothes."
- What?
What's that supposed to mean?
Do you get that?
Wait, are you thinking of going?
- [Claire] I don't know.
- How do you feel about him?
You've been dodging his calls.
- I mean, I was really mad,
and then I was hurt,
but even with that, I miss him.
- I think that's your answer.
(gentle instrumental music)
- I'll order pizza.
(birds chirping)
- Hi.
- Hi--
- [Man] Be right with you.
- Wait.
"Bears are overrated anyway."
- Thought it said it all.
I'm really glad you came.
- Why am I here?
- Because I realized I was blind and spineless.
I let what others said cloud what I knew about you,
and I'm sorry.
If I could take it back--
- No, I understand why.
- Doesn't make it right.
The painting?
I didn't tell you
about why I painted it.
See, there was this unusual night I had.
I got stuck in an elevator
with a claustrophobic waiter
and an intriguing mystery woman.
I was left enchanted,
and then I missed my chance to find out who she was,
so I went home that night,
and I started painting.
You're right,
a light in the darkness.
That's you, lighting the darkness of the elevator.
- I thought that was our cell phones that did that.
- I didn't know it was you.
I spent so much time,
trying to do everything I could
to find out who that mystery woman was
because there was something so special about her,
and then I met you at the hospital.
You challenged me when I needed challenging,
and you listened, and you cared,
and I wanted to be with you,
and I fell in love with you.
I figured out I am the stupidest and luckiest man
because here I've been trying to figure out
how to stay true to how I feel
about two remarkable women
only to learn that they're one and the same.
Say something, Claire.
- Just remember who the champion
of the elevator shrimp toss is.
(laughing)
- What about the hospital?
I can explain--
- I can handle that on my own.
(car engine running)
(gentle instrumental music)
I'll check in on you again in the morning.
Mrs. Godfrey, where are you headed off alone?
- Oh, the gift shop.
I need a new book to read.
- I can take her.
- Oh, thank you.
(liquid pouring)
(yelling)
- Stupid, flimsy catheter bags.
(electronic beeping)
- Whitney, when a patient calls in,
just consider it a brief break
from sitting behind this desk.
- Nurse's station.
(groaning)
- Have a nice shift.
- Thank you.
- We better hurry.
Tonight is Serena's last performance of Swan Lake.
- Yeah, and hopefully this time
we'll actually get to see it.
- Maybe we should take the stairs.
- I don't know.
Getting caught in the elevator wasn't all that bad.
(gentle instrumental music)