ALEX:You get that? ADDISON:I do.Ijust don't get what come afterward.I don't get how you go back to class and pretend everything's fine.Everything is not fine. A Doctor hands Alexa piece of paper Alex.It's the blook results.Karen and Lisa are not a match ADDISON:And then there were two. 9gteiandh.mtengbeterAlotbcter1thnktheawertbrole.tet9od BAILEY:That's very good Omar. OMAR:How's Giselle,is she asking for me? BAILEY:Omar,for Giselle,being exposed to the plague,it complicated things. OMAR:What things? BAILEY:We did everything we could. OMAR:No.No BAILEY:I'm so sorry Omar. OMAR:No.no.no.no. BAILEY:Omar.Come on breathe. (Bailey rips at the quarantine tape on the door,but is stopped by the white suit man.) BAILEY:Stop that!He's hyperventilating.I have togo in there. MAN:You can'tgo in there. BAILEY:Somebody has to go in! BAILEY:Omar!Can you hear me? OMAR:I need my wife,I need Giselle!Let me out!Let me out of here! OMAR:My beautiful Giselle eglankaymtoSgyerebenme6odoayloktme OMAR:MirandaALEX: You get that? ADDISON: I do. I just don't get what come afterward. I don't get how you go back to class and pretend everything's fine. Everything is not fine. A Doctor hands Alex a piece of paper. Alex. It's the blook results. Karen and Lisa are not a match. ADDISON: And then there were two. - OMAR: Miranda. I'm feeling better. A lot better. I think the fever broke.that's good right? BAILEY: That's very good Omar. OMAR: How's Giselle, is she asking for me? BAILEY: Omar, for Giselle, being exposed to the plague, it complicated things. OMAR: What things? BAILEY: We did everything we could. OMAR: No. No. BAILEY: I'm so sorry Omar. OMAR: No. no. no. no. BAILEY: Omar. Come on breathe. (Bailey rips at the quarantine tape on the door, but is stopped by the white suit man.) BAILEY: Stop that! He's hyperventilating, I have to go in there. MAN: You can't go in there. BAILEY: Somebody has to go in! - BAILEY: Omar! Can you hear me? OMAR: I need my wife, I need Giselle! Let me out! Let me out of here! BAILEY: Look! Omar, Look at me! I need you to put your hands against my hands. Come on. OMAR: My beautiful Giselle BAILEY: Look at my hands. Put your hands on my hands. Good. Okay. Look at me! Can you tell me my name? Do you remember my name? OMAR: Miranda