Brilliant Minds (2024) s01e09 Episode Script

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♪
Emotion can dictate
how we see the world.
Excitement, for instance,
can make everything appear brighter.
- [WOMAN LAUGHING]
- Life in Technicolor.
Kissin' your lips in the morning ♪
And maybe it's for the last time ♪
What are you thinking?
Nothing.
Why?
I just know your thinking face.
You do it like 99% of the time
Sometimes even when you're sleeping.
Not that I watch you sleep or anything.
I am thinking that
we shouldn't tell anyone
at work about this.
Don't worry. I'm with you.
I've got enough drama in my life anyway.
Mm. Exactly.
If there is one thing
that spreads faster
than a virus in a hospital, it's gossip.
This is fun.
Uncomplicated fun.
Let's keep it that way.
You get your case from the closet ♪
We still have an hour before rounds.
When you're in a good mood,
colors look more vivid.
They're even a form of expression.
For instance, we say red
is the color of passion.
[BELL CHIMES]
Or a patient might describe
themselves as feeling blue.
But it's more than just a metaphor.
Color can also cause emotions in us.
Maybe the yellow of a
sunrise gives a person hope.
Someone woke up on
the right side of the bed.
[SNORTS] Whose bed do you think it was?
Can you go two seconds
without thinking about sex?
Wolf does have a glow.
Yeah. Come on, Ericka. Don't be jealous.
The guy clearly got laid. Good for him.
[SIGHS] At least someone around here
has got enough time for a little lovin'.
But imagine a world without color.
How would it make us feel?
How could we feel?
♪
Josh, hi. Um, it's me.
I think I just missed
your call, uh, again.
So you're right.
This probably would be
easier if I had a cellphone.
[CHUCKLES]
Anyway, uh, I hope that you're
having fun at the conference
If that's even possible.
Um, just, uh, call me
back whenever you can.
I'm here, okay?
Bye.
- [KNOCKING]
- Dr. Wolf. Hello.
I'm Angelika Delaney with
the Brooks-Everett Gallery.
- We spoke on the phone.
- Of course.
Please have a seat, Ms. Delaney.
I can't express how grateful I am to you
for making the time to see me.
Dr. Stewart at Presbyterian
West says you are one of the best.
I'm sure she said more than that,
and in more colorful language
if I know Dr. Stewart at all.
- How can I help you?
- Oh, it's not for me.
I'm here on behalf of my
client, Gabriel Ferguson.
He's one of the most talented
artists I've ever worked with.
But out of nowhere,
he has stopped painting.
He says it's his head. Migraines.
I don't know. I can't get a full story.
Gabe's never been great
about letting people in.
Here. I will write down the
address where you can find him.
Oh, uh, I have so many patients
here who need my attention.
So if you could arrange
to have him come see me
I've tried.
He won't talk to me.
♪
Why would he listen to me?
I've done my homework, Dr. Wolf.
I don't bring just anyone to my clients.
You care about what you do,
and from what I hear, it's your craft.
My client respects a man with a craft.
Please.
He has a show at the end of the month,
and if he doesn't deliver,
it will be the end of his career.
♪
[ENGINE REVVING]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Hello?
Anybody here?
♪
[SWITCH CLICKS]
My paintings aren't for touching.
I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean
Did the gallery send you?
Was it Angelika?
God. That woman is
like a dog with a bone.
I'm not with the gallery.
My name is Dr. Oliver Wolf.
I'm a neurologist at Bronx General.
- Ms. Delaney sought me out.
- Look.
I'm fine.
I'm sure there are people
who actually need your help,
but that's not me.
Sorry you wasted your time.
I understand.
But it would bother me if I didn't ask.
Ms. Delaney mentioned the headaches?
Haven't you ever told
a white lie, Doctor?
I was just trying to buy a
little extra time with my work.
O-Okay. Um
I'm sorry that I-I interrupted your day.
♪
Are Are these both yours?
That's from a while back Paris, 1994.
Blue bananas. Interesting.
Weren't you leaving?
♪
How long have you been color-blind?
♪
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
"Color-blind," he said, as if
I just mistake red for green.
Try all I see is black and white.
♪
Everything's like burnt charcoal.
So unless you're here to
tell me you can fix that
there's the door.
♪
I miss everything about him.
The way he smelled,
the way he made me feel like
the only woman in the world.
I keep trying to pinpoint
where it all went wrong.
I-I was too eager, too available.
Mm. Tell me more about that.
I always let him call the shots.
Like
The time when he took
me away for my birthday.
[CHUCKLES] He picked
this tiny little town upstate.
And then he refused to leave
the hotel room all weekend.
And I just let him have his way,
even though it felt like he was
embarrassed to be seen with me.
Oh. I didn't realize the two
of you had traveled together.
Just the once.
You know, my mom was always
the "go along to get along" type.
Maybe if she'd voiced a single opinion,
my dad wouldn't have cheated on her.
Well, I can see how you'd
internalize silence, for weakness.
How do you think your
family history influenced
your thoughts on dating a married man?
When did I say he was married?
Oh. I-I'm sorry. It
The way you talk about him,
I must have assumed.
Oh.
And that's our time.
♪
Okay. Sounds good.
I'll see you this weekend.
Okay. I love you, too.
- Ericka's gonna kill you.
- What?
If you're trying to
sneak her baby carrots,
she'll go straight for your carotid.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Copy that.
So, who were you talking to?
What?
Come on, man. On the phone.
Who are we going to see this weekend?
Uh, nobody.
Oh, okay. Okay. I get it.
You don't kiss and tell.
But first Wolf and now you, man.
I don't know where the love bug is,
but it needs to come my way.
- Van, send it this way.
- All right.
♪
When did you first notice
the chance in your vision?
About six months ago.
I was in a car accident.
After that, it was like
my whole world became
a black-and-white movie.
And to be clear, I don't
like black-and -white movies.
- Now tell me about the accident.
- It was nothing.
My car hit black ice, went into a ditch.
- Did you hit your head?
- Nothing crazy.
Three stitches. But
The next morning, everything was
different.
What is all this?
This is Holmgren's wool test.
This will help me understand
the severity of your condition.
Um, choose the piece of yarn
that most closely matches this shade.
♪
- I don't know.
- It's okay.
Gabriel, when is the last
time you left your studio?
I go outside in the world.
It's It's ugly. Gray.
Food looks like it's been left to rot.
People don't even look
like people anymore.
They're alien.
I used to love to paint the world,
and now I can barely
stand to look at it.
It's just easier to stay inside.
I don't know. It
Is a life like that even worth living?
♪
If you're willing, I think
that it might be best
for us to have this
conversation at the hospital.
♪
I can't believe I'm looking
at Gabriel Ferguson's brain.
It's so cool.
- You've heard of him?
- Mm-hmm.
I read a piece in The New Yorker
about him a few years ago.
Almost made me want
to drop out of med school
and pursue the arts.
- Almost.
- I read that same piece.
He talks about his expressive
use of color to evoke emotion.
This guy's work's incredible.
♪
Looks like an entirely
unremarkable MRI to me.
Which in itself is remarkable,
considering he was in a car accident.
- [PAGER BEEPS]
- Sorry.
I'm being slammed with ED consults.
I'm not trying to sound callous,
but how urgent is this?
The guy's color-blind not nothing
But compared to Mr. Blanc's
third ventricular tumor,
this is kind of small
potatoes, isn't it?
Dr. Dang, this man
has lost the one thing
that helped him make sense of the world.
Color is about more than
pigment for this patient.
And I'm afraid without it,
he's losing a crucial part of himself.
Okay. So, uh, what are we working with?
Well, looks like his fundoscopic exam
came back normal, so it's
not a problem with the retina.
So his eyes are mechanically fine.
Which means there's
a deficit at the level
of the brain's ability to
detect and process color.
That's exactly right.
Jacob and Van, I want you to
look further into this accident.
Ericka, get a full detailed
medical history from Gabriel.
And, Dana, finish with the ED
and then I want you to
start admin papers in H&P.
I want to admit Gabriel.
He shouldn't be alone now.
♪
Mm. Can we trade weekends
at the end of the month?
I scored Knicks tickets,
and I'd love to bring Maya.
Was it just sex with her?
Was it just sex or
Was there something more?
Carol, we've been
over this a million times.
She meant nothing.
What do I have to do
for you to believe me,
take a lie-detector test?
You said you had that
stem-cell conference in Philly
over Presidents' Day weekend.
Was that a lie?
- Morris, where you with her?
- Where is this coming from?
No.
Of course not.
I'm trying to be patient here.
I want to give you all the time
and space that you need.
But how long are you
gonna keep us all in limbo?
You put us here, Morris, not me.
And I regret it every single day.
Maybe we should talk
about counseling again.
Don't let one night that meant nothing
destroy 20 years that mean everything.
♪
I love you.
♪
At some point, we've got to move on.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
Easy for you to say.
♪
How long do I have to stay here?
Uh, just until we can get a better sense
of what's causing your condition.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Doctors and politicians.
Can't get a straight answer
out of either of them.
I know what it's like
to live without a sense
and to feel disconnected
from everyone as a result.
I have prosopagnosia.
Everyone looks the same.
I can recognize individual
features and expressions,
but I cannot distinguish faces.
And some days, if I'm caught off guard,
I can't even recognize
my own reflection.
So I'm a stranger to myself.
I'm constantly startled by
who I see or don't see.
So I understand what
you're going through, Gabriel.
You done?
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
- Yes.
- Good. Look.
I don't know who you
couldn't help in the past
that makes you feel like
you need to save everyone
in front of you, but I'm not your guy.
Either fix this or send me home.
Man, where'd you disappear to?
Afternoon delight with the mystery girl?
- Don't start.
- Aw, come on, Markus.
Who is she, man? Stop holding out on me.
Wait. It's not someone
at the hospital, is it?
Don't you have that,
uh, delirium consult
at the ortho service?
Already handled.
Don't worry about my business.
You just keep handling yours, playboy.
Hey. What did you guys get?
Hospital records.
Post car accident, strangely,
doesn't look his head trauma
was severe enough to
even cause color blindness.
I mean, his previous doctors
didn't even order a CT scan.
I'm not sure head trauma
would even be the cause.
He said it started the
morning after the accident.
- Hence the mystery.
- Check this out.
Police report from Gabriel's accident.
He was trapped in the car for
hours before someone found him.
- And he wasn't alone.
- A fatality.
His ability to see color isn't
the only thing Gabriel lost that night.
He lost his wife.
♪
We have reviewed
all of your test results,
considering the car accident,
what you have is called
acquired cerebral achromatopsia.
Total color-blindness.
It wasn't caused by
the impact of the crash,
but during the time you
were trapped in the car
you were exposed to a toxic
level of carbon monoxide,
which led to damage
to the part of the brain
responsible for processing color.
It's an odorless gas.
You wouldn't even have known.
But a few minutes longer in that car,
and you could have died.
This is permanent.
That's what you're telling me?
This is this is it.
That's what I'm telling you.
♪
Gabriel, is there anything
else you'd like to
Share
about the accident?
♪
Nope.
I know it doesn't feel like it,
but a diagnosis is progress.
We have a place to start now.
You know, the last thing I do
is give a painting a name
Because then it's finished.
You've put a name to my problem.
It feels like I'm finished now.
♪
I need to see Dr. Pierce.
Page her if you need to.
Dr. Pierce has a full schedule,
and you don't have an appointment.
No. Please. You don't understand.
This is a medical emergency.
The pills she prescribed me
are messing with my head.
Look, ma'am. Like I said,
- I can set you up with a
- Am I in the Twilight Zone?
I don't want to talk to anybody else.
I want to talk to Dr. Pierce!
So just go to her office
and tell her that Alison
Whittaker needs her.
Ms. Whittaker, uh, I'm Dr. Dang.
And I-I'm not a psychiatrist,
but I did lose it on my therapist once
when she couldn't squeeze
me in on a Saturday.
I actually hung up on her.
- True story. I watched it all go down.
- Yeah.
I'm sorry for yelling.
I feel like my emotions
are running amok.
Um, well, here. Come
Come sit. Come sit.
I have something that might help.
I have a hookup in OB/GYN.
and they use aromatherapy
to help soothe expecting
moms during labor.
So, the olfactory senses can help
ease the nervous system.
May I?
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS,
PHONE RINGING]
[EXHALES DEEPLY] Therapy is so weird.
You pour your soul out for someone,
and it feels like they're
totally invested in you.
And then you hear those
three dreaded words
"That's our time."
And then it's like they can't get you
out of their office fast enough.
Sometimes I wonder if
Dr. Pierce cares about me at all.
She does care.
She's completely
invested in her patients.
- When they have an appointment.
- That's not true.
Dr. Pierce actually came to me recently
because she was
really worried about you.
She hadn't heard from you in a few days,
and she wanted help tracking you down.
If that's not a psychiatrist who cares,
I don't know what is.
Thank you.
I needed to hear that.
♪
It's not just the loss
of colors for Gabriel.
It's the the loss of the feelings
he associates with them
The people, the places, even the sounds.
Gabriel lost the foundation
of his art, his livelihood.
- His self.
- Yes.
And the loss of feeling is as
much an obstacle to his healing
as the loss of color itself.
Gabriel lost his person,
and that is not an easy thing to accept.
Are we still talking about my patient,
- or are we talking about you?
- This is not about me, sir.
Out of curiosity, how
are things with Morris?
[SIGHS]
Let me steal a page out of your book.
How are you feeling?
Stupid
For still loving him.
- Well, you're not.
- Mm.
I chose him.
I chose to love him,
to spend the rest of my life with him,
to start a family with him.
And Morris is an incredible father.
I have to think about what's
best here for Maya, too. I
I can't just tear our family apart.
Hey, you didn't do this. Morris did.
And I want to forgive him.
I do.
I
I don't know what my life
looks like without him in it.
[UP-TEMPO ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]
I'll stare into the darkness ♪
Come the ride or die ♪
I'll shed my skin with you ♪
Come the ride or die ♪
One, two, ready or not and three ♪
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
[MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]
♪
Looking big, my guy.
- What kind of split are you on?
- Can we just do this?
My mom could be back any second.
Same stuff as last time.
Remember, don't overdo it.
This stuff can be kind of intense.
- Side effects may include
- Carpal tunnel,
insulin resistance, hormonal
imbalance, acromegaly. I got it.
Here's the cash.
♪
You ever try magic mushrooms?
Craziest feeling in the world.
Your dreams will come to life.
See colors you've never experienced.
♪
Psychedelics.
This is how Gabriel will see color again
and come to terms with
his reality psilocybin.
I get that he might
see the illusion of colors
when he's high, but that'll fade.
Unless you plan to give
him psychedelics constantly,
which sounds problematic.
Since the car accident,
Gabriel has been locked
in a state of grief,
unable to move forward.
But psychedelics can open the brain.
He didn't damage
the actual color centers,
just the pathways, but
we can create new ones.
He can confront the traumatic
event, find peace, move on.
Yes. Exactly.
Gabriel still has color in his mind,
even if his brain can't recognize it.
I've read about
psychedelics and depression.
The results are mixed, but
there has been improvement,
even after just a few rounds of therapy.
- But what's the mechanism?
- Neuroplasticity
The brain's ability to change itself.
Psilocybin encourages neurons
to work through connections
they wouldn't generally use
and to create new synapses.
And break Gabriel's traumatic cycle.
We could temporarily
reawaken the color in his mind.
Not to be a stick in the mud,
but psychedelic therapy
isn't exactly legal in
the state of New York.
- Narc.
- Ericka's right.
To do this aboveboard
with a clinical trial
would take time months, maybe.
Then let's just say our patient
is the newest subject
of the clinical trial.
- Okay. Whose trial?
- Mine.
♪
[MID-TEMPO CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Any chance there's some
Dolly Parton in the rotation?
[CHUCKLES]
Uh, I'm afraid not, no.
Uh, it's been about 30 minutes.
- How are you feeling?
- My toes tingle.
I'll say this is a treatment
I could get behind.
[CHUCKLES]
Well, that's a good sign.
Just try and relax, Gabriel.
This is your journey.
Your mind will take you
wherever you need to go.
♪
[LAUGHING]
♪
What are you seeing?
♪
Her.
I see her.
[MUSIC SLOWS, CONTINUES]
♪
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
♪
Please.
♪
Bring her back.
♪
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
♪
Did you enjoy your rest?
♪
Dad?
Psilocybin.
That's a development.
You know, I really like what
your mom's done with the house.
I never wanted to
reupholster that chair,
but the blue really works.
♪
The last time I saw you
In the woods, where'd you go?
That wasn't my best day.
I'm sorry I left you alone.
But I wasn't as far away as you think.
I've been with you, just right here.
I meant that I said
I'll never leave you.
♪
So, how's school going?
What are you doing for fun?
Any girls in your life?
Uh
actually, Dad, I-I
I like guys.
♪
Any guy in particular?
Yeah. There, uh
There was one,
a while ago.
But, uh, Mom put an end to it.
She drove him away,
just like she did with you.
You're too hard on your mom.
And you want to know a secret?
She's usually right.
♪
I want to know more about you.
Tell me everything.
What'd I miss?
I haven't talked about
her since the funeral.
It was too hard.
Why did I deserve life and not her?
Ah. That's an impossible question.
What was her name?
Amber.
I never thought I'd see her
like that again, and in color.
And And when I did, in that
That brief moment
she made my world beautiful.
She gave it color.
The but the accident didn't
take away your memory of her.
But she's fading more every day.
I'm I'm forgetting
how the world used to look
♪
how she looked.
♪
♪
Then paint her
The way you used to see her.
♪
- Dr. Pierce, you got a minute?
- I'm running late for a meeting.
It's about Alison Whittaker.
She was in earlier and seemed
on the verge of a breakdown.
We talked her off the ledge,
but you might want to follow up.
Noted. I will reach out. Thank you.
Most of her distress
stemmed from feelings
that you weren't
invested in her recovery.
Well, I will let her know
that is not the case.
She seemed pretty
reassured when I told her
you'd been worried about her
and wanted our help tracking her down.
You told her what?
Well, she was in a state,
and you were unavailable.
We were de-escalating
what could've been
a mental-health crisis.
- You're welcome.
- Excuse me?
You are interns.
Neurology interns.
When I need your help, I'll ask for it.
Remember that the next time
you want to interfere with my patients.
♪
[INDISTINCT TALKING ON P.A.]
So just initial here,
and you should be all set to go home.
You ought to take that down
Before it kills somebody.
[PHONE RINGING]
Poor guy.
Losing the woman he loves.
Can you imagine?
All right, man. For real, cut it out.
All the jokes, the guessing
just stop.
I'm not hooking up with anybody,
especially not anyone
who works at the hospital.
Van, relax, man.
I didn't even mean it like that.
I'm just saying
It sucks about our patient.
That's all.
♪
[BEEP]
Dr. Nichols, uh, it's Dr. Wolf.
I hope that this neurosurgical
conference is enlightening.
Your absence is felt at Bronx
So I've heard. Uh
Um, I heard that today.
I have a patient who hates me.
So you'll love him.
A painter with cerebral achromatopsia.
That's ironic, isn't it?
And, uh [BEEP]
If you would like to listen
to your message, press 1.
To delete, press 2.
[RECEIVER RATTLES]
- [EXHALES DEEPLY]
- [PHONE RINGS]
Josh?
Oh. No. I'm sorry. I thought
you were someone else.
Oh, just slow slow down.
Slow down. What's going on?
♪
Okay. No. Don't do
anything until I get there.
I'm on my way.
♪
[ENGINE REVVING]
You're out of your mind!
Gabe, stop this. Stop!
- [GRUNTS]
- [CANVAS TEARING]
I can't look at it anymore!
Please help him.
I don't know what to do.
- Gabriel.
- You've got to help him.
I tried, Dr. Wolf.
I tried to paint, to
remember her, like you said.
But you were wrong!
I'm never gonna see normally again!
I don't want to live like this!
I I can't live without her.
- [GASPS]
- Yes, you can.
Gabriel
I know what you're doing,
because I've done it myself
shutting everyone out,
angry at yourself, angry at the world.
But all of this is only gonna hurt you,
and none of it is gonna bring her back.
♪
Think of Amber.
What would she want you to do right now?
♪
♪
[STATIC HISSING, KNOCK ON DOOR ECHOING]
How are you feeling?
- Pedialyte and aspirin.
- Super.
I've got a doctor who
prescribes groceries.
[SIGHS]
- What are you doing?
- Uh, I think I left
my wallet at the
bodega across the street.
Hold on.
Your wallet's on the counter
by the cash register.
What
You can see that in the dark?
Yep.
♪
Uh
♪
[MARKER SLIDING]
♪
Are you able to read what I just wrote?
You don't have to do this.
My commissions are due in two weeks.
I have nothing to show,
so I'm officially
relieving you of your duty
to uphold the Hippocratic
oath or whatever.
Please. Just indulge me.
I can't read that in this light.
Can you?
♪
You wrote my dead wife's name.
Okay. So what does that mean?
That you can see what others can't.
It's incredible.
Without color, your brain must
be sensitive to wavelengths of light
undetectable by the typical eye.
What's too dark for most people,
your eyes are able to see.
And how do you explain
the rest of the time,
when I can't even
make out objects at all?
Cars are just floating headlights.
Right, because the color
of the car is likely too similar
a wavelength of light to its background,
so they disappear, they
blur together into one form.
Dr. Wolf, I tried to paint
using my memory of color.
I did what you said, and it didn't work.
I think what we need to
do is narrow your focus,
filter the light you see.
In essence
We can give you an
entirely new way of seeing.
♪
How's he doing?
Well, now that he has answers,
he's processing his
reality a little better.
But we can't reverse the damage.
- What else can we do for him?
- Well, for Gabriel
The obstacle to moving
forward isn't just about color.
It's about feeling.
And right now all that
he feels is his wife missing,
like all of the color in his world.
He needs a little help
seeing beauty right now.
So I had these made.
What do those do?
♪
Wait. What was that?
Why did you just hide from Dr. Pierce?
- Hmm?
- Don't know what you're talking about.
Why did you yell at my interns?
I did not yell.
What is going on?
Is this Morris?
It's Alison.
Alison your patient?
Do you feel guilty for
not seeing her anymore?
I'm still seeing her.
I never stopped.
But only because she asked me to
and because I want to help.
Carol, this is textbook
conflict of interest.
Yes. That is the one thing
I know for certain.
Everything else, me and Morris
I
I don't even know how we got here.
Was it me?
Look, I'm not gonna sit up here
and pretend like I've
been the perfect wife,
but I have fought for this marriage.
And now I-I'm sacrificing my career.
And for what?
For the truth that I may never get?
Carol, this has gone too far.
You know what you need to do.
♪
Hey. I didn't tell Jacob
anything about us, okay?
He overheard something totally unrelated
and he made an assumption,
but he doesn't know.
- I swear I didn't say a word.
- What if he finds out?
I don't want to be known as the girl
who sleeps around with her co-workers.
Who else are you sleeping with?
What? Nobody.
That is not the point.
I don't want anyone talking about me.
You know, for the first time
in my life, I thought, "Screw it.
"Have some fun, Ericka."
This is starting to feel so messy, Van,
and that is not what
either of us signed up for.
♪
Maybe this was a mistake.
[INDISTINCT TALKING ON P.A.]
[SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE]
Comfortable?
And unattractive.
Is every medical device
required to be so ugly?
I happen to think
they're incredibly stylish.
[LAUGHS]
The filter in the lenses
should help distinguish objects
that are too similar in wavelength
so things stop blurring together.
The glasses should help you work
with your vision instead of against it.
Losing an aspect of your vision
is different from
losing a point of view.
Gabriel, you don't just
see in black and white.
You see shades of gray that
so many people never will.
How about a pair of glasses
that can make me see normally again?
Someday, maybe.
There's a story by HG Wells
"Country of the Blind"?
It's about a lost traveler
who stumbles across
a community of people
who have been blind for centuries,
who have lost the very concept of sight.
Now, they regard the traveler
as the peculiar one,
challenging our ideas of
what we perceive as normal.
This
Is your new normal.
But adaptation doesn't
mean moving backward.
It doesn't mean
Fitting into the world.
It means letting people into your world
how you see it now.
♪
I like to wake up early
to watch the sun rise.
Always have.
Every day since the accident
It's been gray.
♪
The sun. Can you imagine?
I've been holding out hope that
one morning it'll be glorious again,
beautiful.
Well, Gabriel, the way that you feel,
it affects how you see the world.
So maybe tomorrow the
sunrise can be beautiful again.
Maybe.
♪
Take the paint away all of it.
♪
Except the black and white.
I'm gonna need those.
♪
Before you say anything,
I'm sorry for making such
a scene the other day.
I brought cookies for
the nurse I yelled at.
Not my finest moment.
We should probably talk about
adjusting my meds again.
I think it would be best
if your next psychiatrist
reconsidered your meds.
Next psychiatrist?
I just said I was sorry.
- It won't happen again.
- I know you're struggling.
I also know about your
relationship with my husband,
and I won't be able to
treat you any longer.
I am referring you
to another psychiatrist.
I think you have me
confused with somebody else.
I can't give you what you need, Alison.
I can't be objective.
But I do hope you get the help you need.
♪
He told me he was in love with me.
♪
You should know that.
Goodbye, Alison.
♪
[EXHALES, INHALES SHARPLY]
♪
[BELL CHIMES, BUTTON BEEPS]
Hey. So, earlier on the phone,
I wasn't talking to a girl.
I was talking to my son.
He's 6 years old.
He lives with his mom, so
I don't get to see him that often.
♪
Well, why didn't you ever say anything?
Part of my life unrelated to work,
and I'd like to keep it that way.
Yeah, man.
Yeah. Of course. I won't
say anything to anyone.
Thank you.
No doubt.
I wasn't totally wrong, though.
I mean, six years too late, but
congrats on the sex.
[BOTH CHUCKLING]
[BELL CHIMES]
A world without color is
not a world without emotion,
but it does ask for a new way
to express the feelings inside us.
I've come to offer ♪
- And I've come to beg ♪
-
Well, I've come to give you the key ♪
♪
Spirals are spinnin' ♪
I'm lost in my head ♪
There's this new research out
that they can use this enzyme
to extend the length of
telomeres in our cells.
If it works, it may be able to slow down
the aging process in humans
m-maybe even reverse it.
I mean, that's that's
pretty cool, isn't it, Dad?
Dad?
Maybe that is the gift of a true artist,
to make us feel
things never felt before,
as if showing us an unseen color.
♪
Hi. How are you?
Have you seen this one?
So give me this detour ♪
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]
Wow. Gabriel really captured Wolf.
His essence.
It's all in the eyes.
Yeah, I feel like they're
saying something.
Yeah. Patient in room
7 needs an LP stat.
And while you're at it,
step into their shoes
and find out literally
everything about them
from the day they were conceived.
I'm buying it for your birthday.
Mm. Good thing you can't afford it.
And I hope that you feel it ♪
Gabriel
This is incredible.
Some of my best work.
I have you to thank for that.
For getting me back to my art.
Well, thank you for letting me in.
♪
- [PHONE RINGING]
- Oh.
Gabe, come.
Let me show you off.
- Uh
- Go ahead. Take it.
I should go entertain the masses.
Absolutely. Enjoy. Your
work deserves to be seen.
- Before you go, uh
- Slide across with your finger.
- Oh. Okay.
- [RINGING STOPS]
Hey.
[LAUGHS]
I was hoping I would hear from you.
♪
Yes, Maya.
I am on my way home now.
I ordered dinner.
Yes. I am in the car, literal
Yes, I am!
♪