An idea came to me - I need one of the future seasons to end with the day shift somehow winding up at a disco after work and Robby getting dragged along, slightly against his will. Everyone's dancing and Robby's off to the side, watching them, thinking he's too old for this.
Then he notices Santos isn't dancing either. Robby remembers overhearing her tell Whitaker during a case of a teen girl injured at a school dance that her dad never took her to the father-daughter dance because he was always drunk.
So he walks over and asks her to dance. She looks at him like he's lost his mind before sighing: "Sure... if your body can handle it, old man."
They dance for a minute before Robby says, "You know, it's his loss."
She frowns. "What?"
"Your dad's. It's his loss he missed out on dancing with you, kid."
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huge fan of how isolated they kept robby in s2 because like. he doesn't have anyone. he didn't have anyone in s1, he doesn't have anyone in s2. not truly, not really. it's not the literally no one is there type of loneliness. it's the fact that you're surrounded by people, and you're still deeply alone.
even the people that help him or confront him or reach out to him the most, he barely has. dana, who is first and foremost a coworker before a best friend, who had no idea about robby's abandonment. jack, who's admittedly closer, but I assume is included in "no one knows", + is avoidant, often working, and hasn't faced most of his own shit. not truly reliable.
I mean, that scene where robby is grinning and refusing eye contact and not reassuring jack he'll be okay... and jack doesn't even follow him. just leaves. and later, when dana is practically begging jack to at least say something. do something. but jack is also closed off, so it took that push. he didn't even truly initiate the reaching out.
even duke's connection to robby gets overinflated, and I think it suits the narrative much better to view it as it is: duke and robby are not particularly close. it's implied it's a recent friendship, mainly over motorcycles, which is a recent development in robby's life. and robby, over and over, has to practically plead with duke to stay, have the CT for him, and is generally difficult.
robby is grasping to this friendship because it's likely one of the only ones he has, possibly the only one. and eventually, yes, duke softens at the desperation and comforts him, but it's still just... they're clearly not very close. robby is desperate for connection and unwilling to let it go, he's crying out for help, whoever will help.
him and noelle clearly aren't that close, including the fact that she gossips about something personal to him to dana without a second thought. it's not even a want for robby, the comfort of a warm body in his bed, it's a need. he knows he can't be alone. he can't handle it. but he doesn't wanna get close enough to anyone to be abandoned, so he always leaves first.
yana kovalenko, who is one of the people who cut through to him emotionally the most, is a patient. cassie, who also checked in on him and made an effort, is his resident. the vast majority of people that are considered his "support system" are his responsibilities as well, or at the very least his coworkers first, which heavily clashes.
that's why he latches on so heavy to duke, why duke gets through to him easily, even though he's... honestly pretty surface level, and I assume knows very little about robby's inner self, just as everyone else. all he really knows, from that day, is wow this hospital is draining. but that was enough for robby. because robby is desperately lonely and duke is not a responsibility or a coworker. and duke is older, and robby is subconsciously always searching for a figure like that. someone to guide him. a mother, a father, a mentor. anyone.
anyways I just feel like most of robby's relationships, (even heather in s1 and sometimes especially her,) get wildly overinflated. and it does a disservice to his character. one of the core parts of his character that explains many of his motivations are how completely lonely he is.
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I never claimed the nominees didn't deserve it. I explicitly said I was very happy for them. My point was simply that Isa and Shabana also deserved recognition because they were fabulous this season. That's it. Please stop putting words in my mouth and respond to what I actually wrote, not what you've decided I meant.
Watching season 2 of The Pitt again, this time together with my husband.
We're on 2x06 now and I'm so surprised that Robby is basically still nice most of the time (with the exception of his scenes with Langdon). After watching the whole season the first time around, I somehow convinced myself he was angry and desperate and lashing out the entire day. It's a huge surprise for me that it came later!
I've come across this short clip of Noah supporting Shabana repeatedly on panels. Especially from this year's horrible panel where the interviewer was an idiot and she spoke up for herself - Noah is doing his finger snap applause and Shawn is patting her back and looks so proud ❤️
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So I showed the first episode of The Pitt to my partner and he doesn't want to watch any more. He said that he can see it's high quality but doesn't like the hospital environment which causes him to not enjoy the show.
We've been together for years and I'm heartbroken I won't be able to share this with him lol.
Okay, so I convinced him to watch a second episode and now he loves it and can't stop. We've seen the whole first season together and we're starting the second ❤️ 😁
So I showed the first episode of The Pitt to my partner and he doesn't want to watch any more. He said that he can see it's high quality but doesn't like the hospital environment which causes him to not enjoy the show.
We've been together for years and I'm heartbroken I won't be able to share this with him lol.
salvageable things from that circus (being very positive and trying to rescue what we can):
- katherine lanasa being a literal ray of sunshine, trying to find the humor in things and speaking up when no one else knew what to even say
- shabana not letting herself be talked over or dismissed and shutting up that guy for i think the only time in the entire thing (+ the little gesture noah made afterwards that appears to be a thing between them)
- noah taking all the opportunities to remark the wonderful job of not only the rest of the cast present but literally everyone that works on the show
- the moment between fiona and isa when they're completely ignoring the guy and instead wave and smile to someone in the audience
- noah saying isa sings beautifully in the show
- isa adding that they need to get sepideh to sing too
- noah talking again about all the talent that's in the show and pointing out that ernest harden jr (louie) is in the audience and asking him to stand up so everyone can clap
- shawn congratulating shabana about the way she talks back to that dude
- taylor's expression of sheer disbelief when the bullshit coming out of the interviewer was on another level
- john wells dunking on ai and saying they employ great writers
- how noah kept trying to give out valuable and thought out answers to the questions thrown his way
Summary: Requested by @gcx23: Santos comes down with Covid and Robby panics.
TW: Illness, covid, panic attack
The morning was always busy in the ED. Robby liked it. He was able to jump in and get into the groove of the day, no messing around. There was a little room for people to grab their thermos, say good morning and start. He liked watching how everyone greeted the day.
“Morning, Cap.” Dana said, her eye trained on her computer.
“Good morning. Any fires I should know about?” Robby took his thermos from his bag and shoved it into his drawer next to the desk.
“Not that I’m aware of, but it’s early. Give it five minutes, you’ll have one.” Her lips quirked up in a sarcastic smirk.
“You’re acting like you want me running around.” Robby shook his head.
“It’s good for you. Too much time gives you room to overthink and then you become my problem. I don’t like problems.” She pocketed her glasses, swiveling her chair to face him.
“Where’s Abbot for hand-over?” Robby stretched out his back as he surveyed the department.
“His intern got swung at. She’s a little shaken. He’s helping her out.” Dana sighed, shaking her head. There was an anger sizzling behind her calm demeanor.
“What room?” Robby asked, cursing the state of the world.
“Two.”
“I’ll be back. Keep the place standing for me.” Robby marched over to the room.
Through the window, he could see Nazely sitting on the gurney, blood on her white undershirt, and a bruise forming on her right eye. Jack was sitting in front of her, taping her nose and saying something Robby couldn’t quite hear. It must have been comforting; it caused Nazely to smile just a touch. Robby knocked as he entered.
“Dana told me what happened. Are you doing okay, Dr. Toomarian?” Robby stood next to Jack, his arms crossed. He looked at her with such soft compassion it forced her to look at the ground.
“I’m okay now.” She sniffled, trying to hide the fact she had just been crying.
“Nazely’s a tough cookie. Took it on the chin. Nose, rather.” Jack smirked. “mild concussion. Report filed. She’s getting the next two days off.”
“I’m sorry this happened. Please, let me know if you need anything.” Robby smiled, trying to be as compassionate as he could at 7am. He didn’t know the young woman well, she liked the night shifts. They crossed paths every once in a while, she had a hard time with confidence. Robby figured Jack was the best person for her to train with. He was always able to pull the confidence out of anyone.
“Get some rest, no studying. I’m serious. Trash TV and takeout. Doctor and boss’s orders.” Jack gave a curt nod as he snapped his gloves off.
“I’m just going to sleep it off.” Nazely sighed.
“Good plan.” Jack chuckled. “Get out of here.”
Nazely jumped up and made her way out of the room. The two men stood in silence for a moment, the anger and frustration rolled off them.
“The idiot was here for a broken toe.” Jack growled. “Thought he could push her around.”
“How does someone turn into that?” Robby scratched his beard.
“Fuck knows. I might have grabbed him a little harder than I should have. It might come up. I doubt he’s stupid enough to go to court.” Jack sighed.
“I can’t say I wouldn’t have done the same.” Robby pursed his lips.
“Anyway, pretty calm night otherwise. My team is already briefing yours. You are down one today, though.” Jack started tossing his supplies in the garbage.
“Staffing didn’t say anything. Usually they email me.” Robby pulled his phone out, scrolling through his inbox.
“I just told them. Santos came in sick. I got her parked in bay 7.” Jack said.
“Damn. How bad?”
“Fever, chills, cough. Probably Covid. She mentioned not being able to smell.” Jack shrugged.
“…Covid? She has Covid?” Robby started to feel the cold sweat form on his hairline.
“Probably. Sent a sample down to the lab. Hasn’t come back yet. You okay?” Jack watched the color drain from Robby’s face.
“Hmm? Yeah. Just trying to figure out how to manage caseloads.” Robby waved him off.
“Right.” Jack watched Robby for a moment. Trying to see through the façade. “Well, I need to pass out. I’ll see you tonight.”
“See you later.” Robby nodded. Jack looked him up and down before leaving.
Robby felt his hands start to shake. He tried to ignore it as he left the room. The department was suddenly too bright and too loud. His knees felt weak as he made his way to the hub.
“Hey, we got three coming in from the nursing home. Pushed them off on Whitaker and the med students.” Dana told him without looking up from her tablet.
“Why didn’t you tell me Santos was sick?” Robby bit harder than he thought into his lip. The taste of copper trickled across his tongue.
“Hmm? Oh! I forgot. Jack was dealing with it. Stubborn girl was trying to work through it.” Dana shook her head with a scoff.
“Put her under me. I’ll take care of it. Have her labs come back yet?” Robby wrung his hands.
“Um…” Dana’s brows furrowed as she took in Robby’s buzzy demeanor. “Not yet. I’ll keep you updated. Maybe let Baran take it.”
“No.” Robby snapped. “Sorry. No, I’ll handle it.”
“Okay. If you’re sure.” Dana sighed. “Jack ordered fluids for her before he left. She’s hooked up in bay 7.”
“Good. I want vitals every hour. Keep an eye on her spO2 and CRT.” Robby stomped off.
Robby tried to keep his head straight. He could feel himself starting to spiral. The thoughts crashed over him like waves in a hurricane. He was just trying to tread water. He needed to keep busy. That was always his solution.
He rounded the corner and almost ran into Dr. Al-Hashimi.
“Good morning, Dr. Robby.” She smiled.
“Morning. Did you hear we’re down one resident?” Robby’s eyes flicked around the department.
“I did. Dr. Santos is sick. Did you want me to take her case?” Dr. Al-Hashimi watched as Robby nervously fidgeted.
“No, I’ll take it. We’ll need to keep an eye on Whitaker. They live together. We could be looking at a staff-wide issue if we aren’t careful.” Robby shook his head, trying to keep grounded.
“I doubt it’ll come to that. We’ve isolated her, if Whitaker starts to feel unwell he can join her. I’m more than happy to handle this if you need.” Baran could see the unease in Robby’s eyes.
“I’d rather take it myself. I want to keep an eye on this. We’ll lean on McKay today. She’s got good time management, she can handle a heavy caseload.” Robby said as he walked off.
“Cap!” Dana came running up. “Santos’ lab results just came in.”
“Great.” Robby took the tablet. His chest tightened, his stomach dropped as he read the positive result for Covid. He leaned against the nurse’s station counter, trying to take a few deep breaths.
“I’ve got Perlah getting a sample from Whitaker. Figured he should get tested too.” Dana said, watching as Robby hunched over and tried to breathe.
“Good. Put in the order.” Robby suddenly snapped back to life.
He marched over to bay 7. He pulled the curtain open to find Santos looking pale and clammy. She was laying down, her eyes closed and a mask on her face. The sound of Robby yanking the curtain jolted her awake a second later.
“Shit!” She jumped.
“Your labs are back. It’s Covid.” Robby sighed.
“Damn. I bet it was that patient that kept hacking up a lung last week. I kept telling her to put on a mask. Idiot.” Santos growled.
“Everything is going to be fine. We’re going to keep you on fluids. We’ll get you on a fever reducer and monitor your oxygen levels closely.” Robby told her as he studied her vitals.
“I can just go home. I don’t need to take up a bed.” Santos sighed, her head falling back against the pillow.
“No!” Robby gasped.
The bay fell quiet as Santos and Dana looked at Robby, confused and surprised. Robby’s hands were in tight fists at his side.
“I mean…it’d be better to monitor you here for now.” Robby cleared his throat.
“Dr. Robby, I’d rather be in my own bed. If I have to suffer, mind as well be comfortable.” Santos rubbed her eyes.
“No, I think it’s best for you to stay and get proper care here.” Robby stood firm.
“My fluids are almost done. I have motrin at home. I don’t need to be here.” Santos argued.
“We need to monitor your O2.” Robby snapped.
“It’s at 99! I’m fine. I just need some rest, which I can’t do here.” Santos looked at Robby like he had lost his mind.
“It can drop suddenly. Covid is tricky.” Robby’s voice was sharp, his teeth grinding.
“Cap-”
“I’ll leave AMA! I’m not staying here for no reason.” Santos growled.
“Do you want to die!?” Robby lost his resolve. His fear had taken over.
The room fell silent again. Santos looking at him with wide eyes. Dana glared at him.
“Robby, take a walk. Santos I’ll get Dr. Al-Hashimi to sign your discharge papers.” Dana pulled Robby away.
They marched down an empty hall. Robby didn’t fight her. He was trying to catch his breath. Dana shoved him into an empty chair.
“You want to explain that completely unprofessional shit?” She snapped at him.
“I-I don’t know….I just keep seeing Adamson on the fucking vent.” Robby’s voice was small again.
Dana lost all her anger. She saw a scared boy when she looked at Robby. His voice was fragile, and his body hunched and small for his hulking frame. Her heart broke for him. She put a hand on his shoulder, rubbing gentle circles.
“This isn’t Adamson. She’s okay.” Dana tried to quiet the fears.
“I know. But what if it gets worse? What if the next shift starts with her coming in on a gurney and tubed? It’s all that’s going through my fucking head.” Robby ran a hand through his hair, letting his head fall back. He stared at the ceiling for a moment, wishing he could be normal.
“It’s a good thing she’s got Whitaker at home. She can’t rest here. You know that’s what she needs. She’s young and healthy. She isn’t Adamson. You don’t have to make the decision for her.” Dana watched as the light caught on the unshed tears in his eyes.
“You’re right. I know. I would never forgive myself if something happened to her.” Robby sighed.
“Well, you never forgive yourself.” Dana smirked.
“Very funny.” Robby rolled his eyes. “I should go apologize.”
“I’ll get Baran to get her discharged.” Dana gave his shoulder a pat before shuffling off to find Dr. Al-Hashimi.
Robby took a deep breath, his hands on his knees, before standing up. He trudged back over to bay 7. He stood outside the curtain for a moment, not wanting to face his student.
“Dr. Santos?” Robby cleared his throat.
The curtain was ripped open and a glaring Trinity Santos stood looking up at him.
“I’m going home.” Santos hissed.
“I know. I wanted to apologize. I shouldn’t have lashed out like that. It was not only unprofessional, but cruel.” Robby said.
“It was fucked up.” Santos sat on the edge of the bed.
“I don’t react…well, when people I know get sick. Especially COVID.” Robby rubbed the back of his neck.
“Covid sucked for everyone. Not a good excuse.”
“I had to take my mentor, my father figure for all intents and purposes, off a ventilator. I had to choose between keeping him alive or saving a little girl. He got sick so quickly. One day it was just a cough and slight fever, the next he was intubated. It stuck with me.” Robby watched the understanding wash over Santos.
“That sucks. That’s a lot.” She said, shifting in her seat. “I get it. I wasn’t in the hospital yet, but I heard about how bad it got. It would…fuck with anyone. You’re forgiven or whatever.”
“Thank you.” Robby smiled.
“Don’t worry about me. I’m tougher than I look.” Santos shrugged.
“I know. But it’s okay if you need help. Get some rest, Trinity.” Robby said, turning to leave.
Santos watched him walk away. She thought about how hard it would be for her to make a call that. How, if Robby was sick, she wouldn’t be able to take him off the vent. She thought about how similar they were. She shook it off as she gathered her things to go home.
This scene really moved me. You can see that underneath his unacceptable behavior, there’s still a loving, caring man who feels everything so deeply 💔
I’ve always believed that a person’s true colors show in how they treat animals and children, especially when they think no one's watching. How they behave toward those who are vulnerable, who can’t defend themselves or speak up.
What touched me the most was Robby's "so many wonderful things to see, so many people to love ahead of you".
Because when he repeats it, I think he is really saying it to himself. That’s why his voice breaks and he tears up more - he's trying to dance through the darkness and give himself hope.
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The fact that Robby wants to be loved and cared for but isn't letting himself be loved. A core trauma of his is his abandonment by his birth mother. This shapes his outlook on life, relationships, and his career. The loss of Dr. Adamson impacts him greatly. We can reasonably assume that his abandonment issues were triggered by that event (I'm not sure the timeline of his relationship with Jake's mom but if they met around COVID then that might've strained their relationship). Robby had to take charge alone. He pours so much of himself into others through his work that he has nothing left for himself. He won't let others in. Because of what if they leave. He doesn't want to be let down and he doesn’t want to let others down either. If he lets them down. They leave. This is evident in season 1 when he’s trying to save Jake’s girlfriend. Through no fault of his own he can’t. Jake takes this really personally and tells Robby he’s done with him. He also feels like he let Langdon down. Robby builds walls around himself to the detriment of himself and those around him.
Is there anyone who’d write a fic about one of the Pittlings (preferably Santos) getting COVID, and even though her symptoms aren’t that serious, Robby panics because it reminds him of Adamson and goes all mother-hen on her, constantly fussing over her and worrying she’ll get worse?
I need to read this but don't have the energy to write it at the moment. :(
