Do No Harm S1E13 - English Transcript

Previously on Do No Harm - So have a drink with me. - What am I supposed to drink to? Survival. Mine. - It's a solitary lesion. - It's a tumor. Tomorrow, in the O. R. , instead of taking out the tumor I don't have, you are gonna place this chip, keep Ian from coming, hopefully for good. My full team is flying in. It would be an honor to be your first in the O. R. My old hospital is looking for a Chief of Neurosurgery. Twin Cities Memorial? This is the opportunity of a lifetime. Unfortunately, we just don't have an opening right now. What about the department chair? That position's filled. We're just finishing up the paperwork. Charmelo knew that. We're operating today on Jason Cole to place a neurotransmitter in his brain. Once implanted, this chip will block the pathway to an aberrant personality disorder. Where is the tumor? I. P. ? You ready, my friend? Yeah. Ian Price. [Laughter] - Look, there he is. - Oh, such a big boy. Happy Birthday, kiddo. Are you having a good time? Where's Jason? Ian, hey. Jason, can you hear me? Jason? Evidently, the blackout drug you took for the past five years increased your tolerance to anesthesia. We're working on a new cocktail of anesthetics strong enough to knock you out without hopefully stopping your heart. Great. Jason, nod if you can understand me. Twins. Ian and I, I saw it. It was just a dream, Jason. Anesthesia will do that. - No, it felt real. - Oh, come on. You're not the first patient to hallucinate during surgery. Help me up. Lie back down, Jason. Phil, what if it's a memory? You're not making any sense. If you'd had a brother, you'd know it. Think about it. Dreams are a reflection of your conscious reality. You're finally getting rid of Ian, so, naturally, that's what you dream about. I don't know. Lars, how are we doing on that anesthesia? We're close. About ten minutes. So, once Ian comes back, the surgery is off. The chip can only be implanted on your time, not his. - I just wish I had more time. - Well, there isn't. What do you want to do, Jason? You want to talk about your dreams or cut out Ian Price? Yeah, let's get it over with. Easy. [Sighs] I'm sorry, but Dr. Young's in a meeting. I don't care. Vanessa, I need your help. This is not a good time. No, I need you to look at these MRIs. There's multiple discrepancies. There's irregularities I said not now. Jason doesn't have a brain tumor. I was in the room. I saw the MRI. - I assure you he does. - His scans are clean. You're saying I imagined the tumor that I saw and that Dr. Jordan imagined it also? There's nothing there, Vanessa. Are you saying that Dr. Charmelo imagined it too? Jason does not need this surgery. He knows it, and Charmelo knows it. Charmelo's doing everything he can to help Jason. Everybody's doing everything they can to help Jason. I suggest you do the same. I'm sorry, detective. Please continue. Were you aware Dr. Marcado traveled to Jamaica on the 5th of this month? No, I wasn't. - But he is employed here? - Technically. Currently he's suspended and under review. Well, Dr. Marcado never checked into his hotel. His luggage went unclaimed for over a week. He hasn't been in contact with friends and family, so they opened a missing persons case. - I had no idea. - Dr. Marcado's cell phone records indicate another employee at this hospital called him 12 times the day he disappeared. And who was that? A Jason Cole. Do you know where I can find him? Hey, where's Dr. Cole's surgery? O. R. 6. - Charge nurse. - Hi. This is Dr. Solis. I need security to unlock the observation room to O. R. 6. That observation room is off-limits. You've got to be kidding me. Hi, Dr. Lena Solis. I need in. Sorry, I'm under strict orders. No one goes in. Well, I'm Dr. Cole's neurologist. Dr. Charmelo said no one. Then I'm going to need him to step out and speak with me. - It's urgent. - If you'd like to speak with Dr. Charmelo, you'll have to wait until the surgery is over. [Phone rings] Hey, Ken, can I, uh, can I call you right back? It was a lie, all of it. They just wanted me out of their O. R. What are you talking about? The neurosurgery job here was filled a week ago. Charmelo knew that. He just wanted to keep me away from Jason's surgery. I mean, how incompetent does he think I am? No, Charmelo's locking us all out. - Why? - I don't know. Listen to this, I got my hands on Jason's MRIs, his actual MRIs, and it wasn't what you and Vanessa were looking at. What? They're clear. There's no tumor. - Wait, are you sure? - I'm positive. And there's more. Okay, one set of the MRIs was labeled "J. C. " And the other set was labeled "I. P. " Ian Price? - Who else could it be? - Lena If Charmelo's not removing a tumor in there, - then what is he doing? - I don't know, but I have to stop this. Anesthesia report. Peripheral and central IVs, two units, typed and crossed. Warmer in place. Start the ketamine drip. This new anesthetic cocktail would knock out secretariat. - Hmm. - I hope you're ready. I'm ready. You know the drill. [Muffled] Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Which one do you want? Mom said we have to clean up first. Jason, it's our birthday. These are our presents. - Awesome. - Gross. If you don't want it, I'll take it. What will you trade me? Oh, take this. Really? It looks boring. - Ian, be careful. - I got it. See? [Vase shatters] Boys, what happened? What do we do? What [sighs] My mother's vase. It was an accident. Who did this? Mom, please don't get mad. - Who did this? - I did. - Jason, you're lying. - No, I'm not. You know the rules about lying. I did it. I swear. Stop covering for him. Stop, you're hurting me. I am sick of you always covering for him! [Gasps] Don't hurt my brother. [Vase crashes] [Alarm wails] Secure doorways. Stand by for report. Evac all O. R. suites to post-op. Hey, Garrity, how are we doing with that annunciator panel? We're showing a water flow alarm on the fourth floor. What the hell's going on? We show two pulled fire alarms, O. R. 6 and the west hallway. Where's the fire? That's what we're trying to figure out. Sir, there are 70 patients on this floor. Have you any idea how long this is gonna take? We're working as fast as we can. [Rock music] Originally Aired September 7, 2013 The surgery's been put on hold. You're perfectly safe. Door. - Come this way. - Where's the fire, Vanessa? It was a false alarm. Only the neuro suites were affected. Affected? The damn sprinklers went off. The O. R. is contaminated. We'll sterilize it. In 24 hours? Jason doesn't have that kind of time. Well, it will be our first priority. That's not good enough. This surgery is going forward today, which means we restart in one hour. All right. Okay, listen, now, we have some We have some O. R. s up on the sixth floor. We don't usually do neurosurg there, but they just might work. I need to see them. Lisa, would you please show Dr. Charmelo to the O. B. Surgery Suite? - Yes, doctor. - Some hospital you run here. [Woman over P. A. ]: All available emergency transport teams please report to Staging Area Alpha. All available emergency transport teams please report to Staging Area Alpha. Hi. I'm Ken Jordan. I'm the new Chief of Neurosurgery here. I just wanted to introduce myself. Joanna. I heard they just hired someone, but I never meet the higher-ups. Aw, that's a shame. I bet you get stuck down here with the interns who have no idea what they're looking at? You got that right. Well, Joanna, I'm wondering if you could help me out. I'm trying to get a jump on a few things before I start next week. I need to take a look at the file of a former patient. Of course. Have you been issued a T. C. M. security clearance card? H. R. was my next stop. I was hoping I could read the file while they make me wait an hour to take my picture. An hour? Try three. Well, see, I should have interviewed with you to get the real scoop on this place. - Well, you're stuck here now. - Yes, I definitely am. Uh, so what do you think? Can you help me out? What's the patient's name again? Ian Price. Okay, everyone, it's safe. You can go back to your rooms. Family members, please return to the waiting room. It's fine. It's just a false alarm. Dr. Young! Dr. Young, where's Dr. Cole? Is he okay? Is he alive? He's fine. He's fine. He's just sleeping it off while they're prepping a new O. R. Is there anything I can do. Anything? Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. Anything. It seems that Dr. Marcado's family has filed a missing persons report. Why? He's just on vacation. Well, he never got to where he was going. Oh, my God. Is he Missing. That's what we know. We know he's missing. That and that Jason was the last person to have contact with him. - Jason. - Jason is sick. We all know his recent behavior, especially towards Dr. Marcado. No. No! There is no way that Dr. Cole had anything to do with Ruben going missing. Well the police are not convinced. - I am. - Good, because Jason's in no shape to defend himself, and he won't be for quite some time. Listen Josh, I need you to find something that puts him as far from Ruben Marcado as possible. I will. I won't stop until Dr. Cole is completely exonerated. Well he hasn't been convicted yet. Well I acquit him of any suspicion, disprove any motive. Josh I'm on it. Thank you. You hungry? Thanks. How much longer is mom going to keep you locked up in here? I don't know. But I will get even with her. Watch me. Ian, you can't keep doing these things. What things? Hurting people. I wasn't hurting mom. I was protecting you. Still As long as we stick together, no one can ever hurt us. Together forever. Together forever. We're moving up to the sixth floor. It's going to be a very tight squeeze up there. We need to find room for our intraoperative E. E. G. , a plasma screen for radiology, and the extra anesthesia. I'm on it. You'll need to pack up a full neurosurg kit. - They've got nothing up there. - Yes, doctor. Oh, and people, hustle it up. I start to scrub in two minutes. Jason? Lena. Is it over? The surgery? Yeah, for good. Saw your scans. Oh, Lena. There's no tumor, but I'm guessing you already knew that. Lena No, that's it, no more lies. Jason, there is no surgery unless you tell me why you faked a tumor, why there's a guard outside of your O. R. , and who in the hell is Ian Price? The truth, Jason, all of it, or there's no surgery. I want each of you to to take a different wing in the hospital. somebody moved Jason out of the post-op, but they can't have taken him far. Take that hallway. He won't be Jason for long, and we're running out of time. You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so I'll have to show you. Start at the beginning. I don't remember the beginning. My childhood is a blank. Then start with what you remember. Okay. I was ten years old. It was night. I was in my room doing homework, and then, suddenly, I was standing outside in the woods. And then it happened again a couple of weeks later, at exactly the same time, At first, I'd black out for ten minutes, and then it was 1/2 hour, and then an hour, and slowly, over time, it was half of my life. I'd wake up in different places, with different people, having done terrible things. One morning I woke up and there was a message written on the mirror. "Let me introduce myself. " It was signed Ian Price. Yeah, Ian Price. Lena, this surgery, it's all I've got. It's my only shot at a cure. I want to believe you, Jason, I do. But what you're describing, it doesn't exist. Lena, when I transition, you'll see. An entirely different set of neural pathways will light up. My brain patterns will shift completely, and you'll see it. You'll have your proof, and once you do, I need you to call Dr. Charmelo immediately. - He'll know what to do. - Okay. And, Lena, no matter what I say, no matter what Ian says, promise me you will not come in this room. - I promise. - Okay. And, Lena I'm watching. I just I wanted to Jason? [Groans] Jason? [Groans] Jason? [Grunting] Oh, my God. Are you okay? Jason, tell me you're okay. Can you hear me? Jason? Guess again. Lena, is that you? Well, I got to be honest, I was hoping for something a little more sandy beach vibe, but here we are. I guess the cat's out of the bag now, huh, Lena? Well, why don't you come on in here, give the cat a scratch. Come on, I'll let you scratch my back like I scratched yours at that motel room. You remember that, don't you? Ooh, what a night that was. You know, I'm willing to bet that you still have an itch that needs to be scratched. Lena? Lena Thomas Cole and Evelyn Price? It was you, wasn't it? All those times. It's always been you. Only when you were having fun. When you were bored out of your mind, that was Jason. At the motel room, late at night at the hospital. Yeah, I guess I should properly introduce myself, huh? - Ian Price. - Ooh, a believer. - I'm getting there. - You look scared. - You're not helping. - What's the deal, Lena? You want to get a good look at the biggest freak in the circus before he leaves town for good? I just needed to see it for myself. I see. So the doctor in you wanted to make sure I was real before you kill me, is that it? So much for "Do no harm", huh? It's okay. Take a look. I'm flesh and blood, just like him. One body, two minds, two lives. I didn't think it was possible. - Well, now you know. - Yeah. Don't let them kill me, Lena. - I am just as real as he is. - Are you? I have a son. I have a woman that I love. So, yes. You'll say anything, won't you? Let me ask you this, if killing me is the right thing to do, why keep it a secret from everyone, especially you? I'd like your professional diagnosis here, doc. Am I some disease that needs to be cut out? Some cancer? A tumor? I don't know what you are. Who are you to judge? Who are any of you to decide who lives and who dies? They are gonna kill me, Lena. Please, don't let them kill me. I'm sorry, Ian. [Gasps] Get me out of this! Let me out of here right now! Get me out of here! Right now! [Groans] It keeps getting worse, the older he gets. I'm scared of him, my own son. He's violent, angry, destructive. My husband couldn't take it anymore. He just left. I'm on my own now, and I can't live like this anymore. I lock my bedroom door at night. I'm scared to close my eyes. I told you what he did to my arm, completely unprovoked. I was thinking about sending him away, until I read about you. Well, reform school is an option, but what I do has a more lasting effect. It's targeted and permanent. With surgery, we can alter impulse control, memory, his personality. And you guarantee Ian will be different? I promise you I won't rest until your son is cured, no matter how long it takes. I am so grateful to you, Dr. Charmelo. [Elevator bell dings] [Woman on P. A. ]: Satellite pharmacy dial 3241. Satellite pharmacy dial 3241. Where is he? Jason told me to call you, so I did. I don't know what the hell you're up to, but you are way Listen to me, I know everything. The fake cancer, the doctored MRIs, Ian Price. Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell anybody. I'm on your side. I don't give a damn who you tell. Where is Ian now? He's asleep in a patient room. - Which one? - He's safe. What's that supposed to mean? It means I sedated him with haloperidol. Haloperidol is never gonna work. Well, I gave him over ten milligrams. He's built up a resistance to anesthetics. It wouldn't matter how much you gave him. Now, you listen to me. You have no idea who you're dealing with. Paging Dr. Charmelo. Paging Dr. Charmelo. [Phone rings] Hello. Dr. Young, it's Josh Stern. I'm so sorry to be calling this late. No, it's okay. I'm I'm I'm awake. You know, maybe we should wait until tomorrow, until Dr. Cole's out of surgery and he can explain this himself. Explain what? You want what's best for Dr. Cole, right? I do. And if he were in some kind of trouble, you'd want to protect him, right? What did you find, Josh? Dr. Cole was on Ruben's flight to Jamaica. He used his credit card on the plane. I didn't know anything about the flight, I didn't book it. And he was back at work the next day. I didn't even realize he was gone. No one did. Well, I'm glad you called me. - I'm not. - No, you did the right thing. - You'll protect him, won't you? - Of course. Thank you. Yes, Detective Carson, please. This is Dr. Vanessa Young speaking. Hello, Ian. I'm Dr. Charmelo. I figured. You don't remember me, do you? Should I? Oh, we've been acquainted for a long, long time. I'm sorry, doc, I'm going to have to cut our reunion a little short. I think you'll want to hear what I have to say. Well, I'm not a very good listener. Oh, you'll want to hear this, trust me. - What do you want? - Are you Evelyn Price? Who are you? I'm Ken Jordan. I'm a doctor. Wait, wait, wait, please. It's about Ian Price. What about him? - You know him? - Um My file has this listed as his last residence. It says he lived here with his parents, a Thomas Cole and an Evelyn Price. Oh, oh, they lived here a long time ago. I don't know where they are now. Well, do you recall if they had a son? He died. Oh. Was his name Ian? Um, I don't remember. That's all I remember. What about the name Jason Cole? I don't recall. Good-bye, doctor. [Groans] - Philip, what happened? - It's okay. - Everybody's safe. - Lena? Including her, though that wasn't your brightest idea. - Ian, did he get out? - Yeah. It's okay. I know how to handle him. What did you do? He just needed a good talking to. I'll let you two catch up. - You're back. - I'm back. You believe me? Ian was everything you said he'd be, and a little more. - You okay? - Yeah. I'm better than okay. I understand, finally. Wait. Do that again. I just need to make sure that was real. O. R. 's prepped. I'll come and find you when we're finished. I'd like her there, Philip. Okay, then away we go. [Sighs deeply] [Intercom chatter] Philip, that looks like an old surgical scar, doesn't it? Yes, it does. Jason never mentioned a previous surgery to me. Is that so? [Indistinct chatter] Scalpel. [Thunder rumbles] Nasty looking cut. Hey, buddy. [Grunts] Oh, you have no idea how long I've waited to do that. This is for the life you took from me. Now I'm gonna take yours. [Monitors beeping] - What's happening? - Asystole. - I do not have a pulse. - Hit him with an amp of epi. Starting compressions. Get the code cart. I'll report. Pushing epi. Check his potassium. Electrolytes are normal. Check him again. - Pulse? - Still no pulse. Deeper with those chest compressions. - Yes, doctor. - His brain's dying. [Monitors beeping] If you hit his orbital surface on his frontal lobe I'm not even through his skull yet. Pulse? Still no pulse. Nothing on his E. K. G. Damn it. High dose epi, now. - The meds aren't doing it. - High dose epi. Open his drapes. I've got to go into his chest. - Scalpel. - Scalpel. He needs cardiac massage. Prepping for cardiac massage. [Screams] Do me a favor. Die a little quieter. I wouldn't want them to hear us. Wait up, Jason. Cute, huh? That's right, Jason. We're brothers. I just found out myself. Who knew? [Strained groans] Let's go. Let's go. We're out of time. [Monitors beeping] [Grunting] There's just so much you don't know, Jason. Too bad you're never going to find out. [Laughs] Wait. There's v-fib on the monitor. Shock him now. [Defibrillator charges] All clear. - I have a pulse. - Sinus rhythm. Pulse getting stronger. He's back. He's back. Ian, let's fill up our canteens. Cool. I'll start a fire. We can cook squirrels for dinner. Jason. What took you so long? You're gonna want to see this. This is how it ends. I brought spaghetti. Spaghetti won't last us more than a day, but we can eat squirrels forever. We never have to go home again. - Ian? - Yeah? I don't know if I can kill a squirrel. That's okay. I'll kill enough for the both of us. What a ***. Come on. You don't want to miss all the fun, do you? Jason, come on. Hurry up. I'm tired. - We're almost there. - How do you know? Because I know. See? Now, we're going to set the camp right here. The fire can go over there. Ian. We should go back. What? We should go home. We are never going home, ever again. - Mom will forgive you. - No, she won't. She wants me to see that doctor so he can cut open my head. Maybe he'll help. - Help me what? - Help you be better. - I thought you loved me. - I do. Then why do you want me to change? I just don't want you to hurt anyone. You want me to be more like you. - I'm going home. - You're not going anywhere. Stop. Let go! - Don't leave me. - Stop. You told me we'd be together forever. You told me that. You promised. You said we'd be together forever. Don't! Stop! Stop! All right! No! Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on! Don't bother. You're dead. No. This this isn't real. This is This is a dream. Come on. Come on. It's not a dream, Jason. - Come on. - You're remembering. No. No, it's not possible. You couldn't be saved then, and you can't be saved now. No. No! You died in this river You only exist in my mind. I created you, Jason. No! You're lying. You're lying. Am I? You don't believe me? Check with your doctor. I'm sorry, my doctor. - Charmelo. - He told me everything. And now he's cutting you out, finally, after all these years. You know why? Because you're the alter, Jason, not me. [Laughs] Probe. Let's confirm. Where are we? The E. E. G. s say we are at 180-32-1. 02. That the exact location of the Ian-Jason overlay? Yes, it matches the MRIs perfectly. Chip. Good-bye, Jason.