Brilliant Minds

Previously on "Brilliant Minds"...

- What is this? - An address.

It's where your father is.

I knew we'd meet sooner or later.

- Who are you? - Sofia.

I live in the unit upstairs.

I don't think Sofia exists.

You think that Wolf hallucinated a patient?

- Why do you do that? - Do what?

Flirt with me.

Is it for sport? You have a girlfriend.

-I had a fling. It's long over.

What are you looking for?

Sofia's file.

I hope you'll think of us if you ever have someone in need.

Thank you, Amelia.

You want to go to Hudson Oaks to save Sofia?

I need to.

Can you recite your full name?

Can you recite your full name?

Dr. Oliver Samuel Wolf.

Have you had any alcohol or drugs within the last 24 hours?

Uh, yes. Both.

Recreationally.

On average, how many hours of sleep do you get a night?

-Uh, I don't know. Three. Maybe four, if I'm lucky.

Any family history of mental illness?

-Yes. Um, my father had...

has bipolar disorder.

Here at Hudson Oaks, patient comfort is paramount.

Don't think of it as a hospital.

Think of it as your home and the staff as your family.

That being said, there are house rules.

Residents' doors are expected to remain open

during daytime hours,

and visiting hours are twice a day.

Lights out at 10:00 p.m.

I don't have anything sharp in there.

No drugs, no weapons.

You can get your sneakers back, but we'll need the laces.

All residents are expected to participate in group activities.

We have an incredible art therapy program.

Did you know that Van Gogh painted his masterpiece,

"Starry Night," while in a psychiatric facility?

The price of greatness.

Say ahh.

Ahhhh.

Hold your arms up for me.

Any history of self-harm? - Uh, no.

Your room is right down here to the right.

Our first session will be tomorrow morning.

I'll give you your schedule then.

You're my doctor?

Yes. Don't worry.

Dr. Pierce filled in the gaps when I spoke to her,

but I'm very eager for us to get to know each other.

I thought I was seeing things.

Like, there's no way Wolf is here in my room to rescue me.

But you actually faked a psychotic break to save me.

Chivalry ain't dead.

Give me some time to get the lay of the land.

First, we need to get your file

to see what kind of fabricated diagnosis

they're using to keep you here.

If I'm being honest, Ollie,

I'm not sure they are fabricated.

I think I'm here because I need to be.

That's what Amelia wants you to think.

She wants you to be sick.

But I am your doctor, Sofia.

There is nothing wrong with you.

Inspect plate for the braised short ribs is ready.

Where are we on the guotie for the lineup?

Garnishing it now, Chef.

-We've got 10 minutes to doors. Let's move!

- Yes, Chef. - Yes, Chef.

Nari, tell the new guy my ma's pot is off limits.

Off limits.

It needs 20 more minutes.

How's the marinade coming?

-It's bland. It needs more umami.

- Sorry, Chef. - Sorry, Chef.

Sorry won't cut it when Tejal Rao

obliterates us in The Times

because our beef broth tastes like it came out of a can.

Chef!

Chef, you're on fire!

Oliver, you have been here over a week,

and we have made zero progress.

When you allow childhood wounds to follow you into...

Are you aware that all the other patients...

and some of the nurses even... call you Amelia Bedelia?

Do you remember those clever little books about the maid

who gets everything wrong?

Who came up with that charming nickname?

Sofia?

I'm not talking about Sofia with you.

I know you convinced her to come here.

I've seen you do it before...

poaching patients from Bronx General,

trying to convince them that they need help.

-That's right. Sofia was your patient.

Remind me... What is her last name?

Check her file.

I don't have her file because she isn't a patient here.

If you expect me to trust you, Dr. Fredrick,

stop lying to me.

I know the protocol.

I checked myself in here voluntarily.

So did she.

And it is within our rights to request a discharge.

Legally, you can keep us here

for another 72 hours for evaluation,

and then we both will be walking out of this place.

I promise you, Oliver, if I do my job right,

you will be walking out of this building alone.

The clock starts now.

All right.

Dr. Pierce.

Did you know that I am an expert at the art

of blowing off steam?

You free tonight? - That depends.

Does blowing off steam involves drinks?

Martinis are mandatory.

Give me some credit for knowing you.

Pick you up in 12 hours?

All right.

-Oh, hey, Dr. Pierce. Any updates on Dr. Wolf?

Any chance he'll be discharged soon?

-I don't know. I'm not his doctor.

Can we at least go visit him in Hudson Oaks?

What Wolf needs right now is time and space,

especially from his well-meaning but overeager interns.

I have to be honest, Stephens.

I'm starting to get sick of the word "interim."

So am I.

The good news is the board wants to meet

to discuss making you the permanent chief of medicine.

What's the bad news?

They want a plan in place for neurology.

Dr. Wolf has run his course.

On top of all his other infractions,

he came here in the midst of a psychiatric episode.

Well, I was there that day.

And I can assure you I put a swift end to it,

and no one was harmed.

A sign of great leadership.

But replacing Wolf is the board's bottom line.

You have to put the institution above any doctor.

Atomic element number one.

The simplest of all elements, but also the...

The most unique.

Hi, Oliver.

Hi, Dr. Adler.

We're about to break out the clay,

if you'd like to join the group and make some pottery.

Um... let me guess.

The malleability of the clay is a metaphor for personal growth.

I just think that I should be able to draw

the nine circles of hell without someone asking me

if it's symbolic expression.

I-I just want my art to...

-The plan starts now. Let's go.

Wait, what plan?

The plan to break into Amelia's office

and steal your file.

Oliver, this is not a good idea.

Wait, what happened to the girl

who convinced me to trash my dad's apartment?

Bring her back.

Can you smell the flowers?

It's got to be here somewhere.

It's not.

-What is your last name again? Why can't I remember?

Usually I'm bad with faces but good with names.

You're never gonna find it.

Ye of little faith.

How did you get in here, Oliver?

This is not the behavior of someone

who is ready to be discharged.

You called neuro for a burn?

Shh.

Less talking. Listen for what you don't hear.

I would be screaming my head off.

Yeah.

So my nerves are a little fried.

In my line of work, you suffer enough cuts and burns,

you get desensitized.

I've worked with Chef for years.

He's never had this many accidents.

Mr. Tang, is the reduced sensitivity to pain

why you waited a week to be seen?

You know the odds of failure for a restaurant in New York?

I can't afford a day off.

And if I could, I wouldn't spend it here.

Well, since you are here, we can have our team work you up

for what could be a neuropathy.

If you're gonna hold me hostage, then I want Dr. Wolf.

The guy knew me before I had any Michelin stars.

Uh, unfortunately, Dr. Wolf is taking some time off.