I'm Hank. I was your typical emergency room doctor.
Until I got fired.
You let a billionaire hospital trustee die
to save some kid off the street.
I made a judgment call.
You made a mistake.
This is my brother.
I'm Evan R. Lawson, CPA.
He took me away from my troubles and to the Hamptons.
And suddenly, I had a chance to become a whole new kind of doctor.
It turns out the wealthy and not so wealthy out here
could use a guy who makes house calls.
So, I've got a second chance to do what I do best.
Wow. I'm sorry. You're offering me a job?
Almost. The official offer will come from my ER department.
But there's an opening and you're our first choice.
I did not expect that tonight.
Um, yeah, I guess I need to think about it.
No. Totally. I mean, it could be...
A great opportunity.
For Hamptons Heritage.
Or not. My reputation might precede me.
You know, the last hospital administrator who hired me lived to regret it.
I'm not scared. Wait.
What?
Your phone. It hasn't rung yet.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. We have a new system.
All HankMed calls are forwarded to Evan or Divya when I'm busy enjoying myself.
Like I am tonight. Here's to technology.
Okay.
You know, this place used to be an old family diner.
Hmm. I came here for milkshakes after band practice.
Now, it's uranium shakes after work.
So, what did you play? In band? What did you...
Um... Glockenspiel.
I'm sorry. Did you just say glockenspiel?
Sexy, right? Yeah. Hot.
My mother insisted. She played when she was in school.
A glockenspiel dynasty.
I was the black sheep. Believe me.
So, you settled for medicine.
And that's pretty much my story.
It's a good story.
Thank you.
So... Now, what?
Really? Glockenspiel?
Call me Ishmael! Call me the Rainmaker! Call me
the proudest brother on Earth.
Oh, my God. Get out, Evan.
Okay. No, no. You've got to hear my news first.
I just landed us a whale, Hank. Like, a whale.
I can't believe you're still here.
Okay, fine. I'll be in my room. Okay.
Okay, I'll be in my room!
Singing in all the rain I've made.
Don't.
And that's pretty much my story.
I, uh... I do have an early day tomorrow.
Right. We'll get it right. Next time.
Yeah. Yeah. Whenever that is.
No rush.
How's tomorrow night? Perfect.
I'm thinking your place.
Okay.
So, this guy, Rob Miller, says he's SVP of R and D at Grant Limited.
So, I say, "Like, what? You're in nanotechnology?"
I can't believe you didn't even knock.
And he goes, "Nanotechnology? That's, like, so 20 years ago. "
And I'm like, "What? Like, how sexually arousing is that?"
And then you just kept standing there like a bellhop waiting for a tip.
Oh, oh. And the patient is Rob's wife, Claire Grant,
who's the EVP of Digital Marketing at Grant.
She's the EVP and she's pregnant.
Just a total violation of my privacy.
The Grants. That's, like, one of America's richest families.
Like, it's old money, it's new money. It's money of all ages.
Jill and I were finally gonna...
This is the one that's really going to put HankMed on the map.
Oh. And you know where on the map exactly, by the way?
What? What are you talking about?
Yeah. Grant's Island. Yeah. As in, the family has their own.
It's hundreds of acres. It's 360 degrees of exclusivity.
Just a 15 minute copter ride away. They probably staff it with robots.
It's probably staffed with really smoking hot, sexy robots.
Are you ready for the weekend I've basically
just been waiting for my entire life?
I have plans with Jill tonight.
Take a rain check. Here, as Rainmaker, I'll issue you one.
My God. This is going to be a gigantic gig for us.
And we needed a getaway, anyway. It's perfect.
We're in the Hamptons. This is the getaway, remember?
Have a good trip.
Mr. Miller's wife is three weeks from her due date. No complications.
Mmm-hmm.
Hi. Claire organizes this weekend every year with her sister.
They spent summers on the island growing up,
it's one of the few things they share in common.
I've been trying to talk Claire out of it this year.
But you can't argue with a Grant.
That would be un-American, right?
So, you are our last-minute compromise.
I've been called worse.
At HankMed, we aim to compromise. So, that's great.
That's the worst business mantra I've ever heard.
Why are you laughing?
Did I give you the impression I was hiring a team?
Because Claire likes to keep this only family. So...
Oh. Yeah.
Look, she's going with or without you. And I'm at your mercy.
So, please, Dr. Lawson, just give me a number. Name your price.
We both know that, for a price, anything is possible.
Oh, I'm sorry, buddy. I know you had high hopes.
No. You know, it's completely fine, you know.
The dream can wait. The lifelong dream. The nightly fantasy.
Ev, the guy said, "Name your price. " You should be drooling.
Money isn't everything, Hank. Have fun.
It is a good client for HankMed.
And they clearly need you.
You can cover on the mainland?
Light schedule today. Nothing I'm not fully trained to handle.
And if anything comes up that's above my pay grade, you're a consult away.
I'll be in touch.
It was a bait and switch, Claire.
You're the one that said, no nanny.
I just thought one weekend of us fending for ourselves
and not tripping over our staff would be nice.
Then, why are you bringing a doctor?
Just in case of emergencies.
When you're a mother, Claire, you'll understand that everything is an emergency.
Ladies. Stop. Stop.
Hi. I'm sorry. I couldn't help overhearing. Evan R. Lawson,
CFO of HankMed, and brother of Dr. Lawson, here.
Hi. Hank. Pleased to meet you.
Oh. Hi. So, are you coming?
I am. Yeah.
Great. And I was just about to explain that,
while I am not a professional nanny, per se,
I am a college graduate... Evan?
...with four summers at Camp Echo,
as well as a stint with Big Brothers, which was really enlightening for me.
Not to mention getting held back in the second grade.
So, I have a lot of experience working with younger kids.
No. Mmm-hmm. Sold. Get your bags.
Really? Okay.
Safe flight.
Give me your phone. Real quick. Thank you.
I've just got to forward all HankMed calls to Divsie.
Done. And done. We're off.
Bye, Divya. Ciao.
Bye. A nanny?
Don't ever use that word. I'm not a nanny.
I'm a manny. Oh.
And look at these kids. They're housebroken, man.
They're practically gonna take care of themselves.
Leaving me time to sign the Grants as HankMed retainees.
And enjoy some fun in the sun on a lush refuge with its own zip code.
Everyone aboard. We're off.
Are you sure about your due date?
Um... Give or take.
Huh.
Sorry. Okay. Come on.
Hi.
Hey, kids! How are you? Evan R. Lawson, CPA.
I'm the CFO of HankMed.
I'm your very own Mary Poppins for the weekend!
Mary who? Mary who?
Mary... Mary Poppins. Has an umbrella?
We're going to create magic together!
Claire? Yeah.
I know how much your family values its privacy.
I'll try my best not to intrude on your special weekend.
No. You know, actually, I'm kind of warming to the idea.
In fact, having you along is inspiring me, as we speak.
Really? Yeah.
In what way?
I'm going to give birth this weekend. On the island.
And you're going to deliver the baby.
Welcome to Grant's Island, Kevin.
Oh, it's Evan. Evan.
And you know, Rob, if that retainer proposal isn't for you,
you know, HankMed is actually looking for a venue for a corporate retreat.
So, we could explore a quid pro quo, if you want.
Oh. Is that better? Okay? Good?
So, I don't want to pressure you...
Ah, there's Will.
Hey, hey! Oh, look at you. Another generation coming.
Yeah. Hi.
I didn't know if you'd be out here this year.
Oh, no. Especially this year.
Oh.
This is Dr. Lawson.
Hank. Nice to meet you.
Oh, nice to meet you, too.
Will's family has been taking care of our island for generations.
And this is Kevin. Lois' nanny.
So, it's Evan. But that's completely cool. Oh.
Pleasure to meet you. I am so excited.
Can't wait to meet the rest of the staff at the island.
You just did. Oh.
Hey, Rob. How are you, man?
Will. Good to see you.
Hey, Lois.
Hey.
Hey, you guys want a lift? Huh?
Nothing against your truck, Will.
I'm sure the suspension was cutting-edge in 1951.
But it might be a rough ride for Claire.
I can walk. It's okay.
Slowly. Very slowly. I know.
Okay. Everybody else, in the truck. Hey, Arlo, how you doing?
Hey, kids. Who wants to ride in the back with me?
I do!
No. Okay. All right. Well, then, we'll...
I'll ride in the back. Great!
Hold on.
So, Rob and I completely bonded on the chopper.
I gave him a few really good ideas about some new software apps.
And I had a nice chat with Claire.
Really? What did you find out?
That from now on, we're going to get to know our clients
before we board their aircraft. Ah!
Okay. That's it.
Anybody who has anything with a battery, chip, or a cord,
hand them over. No exceptions.
Aunt Claire, we're memorizing our audition song.
Yeah. We're going to win the American Idols.
Oh, no. It's American Idol, kids.
Not for us.
Honey, come on. I can't go cold turkey.
There's no signal up here, anyway.
Well, that's not going to stop you from writing, you know, e-mails,
or memos, or e-mails about memos.
I'm a little confused. So, I thought the Grants were all about technology.
If you really need to speak to someone, Will has a sat phone. Okay?
I mean, we've become more attached to our devices than to each other.
This is the exact opposite of what Mom and Dad would have wanted.
Some things change, Claire.
Well, some things shouldn't.
Here. You know, let me get that.
Take a breath. You need to relax.
Okay, sis. No tech. So long as blenders are exempt,
because I'm not mixing my margaritas by hand.
So, I like that move. The whole "Forget the DS in the pocket" trick?
I saw that. Nice smuggling operation.
Suffer with the rest of us, kiddo.
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Thanks a lot, Kevin. You suck. Okay, it's Evan.
Arlo, trust me. This island is a special place.
Try to enjoy it.
Yeah, it's true. We'll just rough it.
Yeah, maybe we'll find, like, an antique Atari in the house and bring it back to life.
There's no TV in the house.
What do you mean, there's no... What...
What do you plug your Blu-ray player into?
I can give you an idea.
You what?
There's no TV, Hank. There's no TV.
Like, what are we supposed to do at night? Just sit around and think?
You wanted a getaway.
Well, yeah. Not with the sisters from The Shining.
Why do you get to keep yours?
For medical necessities.
Like what?
Like breaking dates with hospital administrators.
I'm not getting a single bar.
What kind of island is this?
Hey, beautiful. Did you hear?
The Board wants a short list by Monday.
For the ER position? Gordon doesn't retire for a month.
They're nervous about Emergency being short a physician.
What did Hank Lawson say?
He's thinking about it.
I know about those lawsuits pending against him.
He really shouldn't worry about that.
We'd be lucky to have a doctor like Lawson.
I'll follow up.
Do it soon.
This is our room?
Dibs on top bunk.
Okay.
Oh, these beds remind me of Passaic. Remember that?
Our secret space hibernation pods?
Oh, you mean the beds we got 'cause Dad lost our house
and we had to move into a cramped two-bedroom apartment?
It wasn't an apartment, Hank.
It was the intergalactic starship Ranger Three. And it was awesome.
Yeah. You're right. My bad.
Your fundal height shows that you're about ready to go. Everything looks good.
Oh. I think I just felt your baby kick.
Great.
Your OB noted no placenta previa.
I do see you have a high frequency of certain antigens in your blood.
Yes. That is a family thing. We're in a rare blood group.
We Grants like to be exclusive about everything.
It hasn't caused any problems?
No. None.
So, when do we induce?
Claire, we're not inducing.
Why? Why not?
Come on. We both know the 40 week thing is just guesswork.
I mean, look at me. Look at me.
I am full term and ready to pop.
Yeah. Look. I wouldn't induce, even if I could.
Then, why did you bring the pitocin?
As a precaution.
And I hope the kleptomania isn't hereditary, as well.
There are other ways to encourage labor.
Like hot baths with evening primrose
and various forms of stimulation.
Yeah. All great for inducing.
And for your husband, when you're back home.
Claire, really. What is the rush?
On our nightstand, Rob and I have a wireless router
where our wedding photo used to be.
This year, my sister and I exchanged happy birthdays via text message.
And I love Lois' kids. Right?
But every one of their experiences is basically virtual.
They've been denied a connection to the real world.
And to their family.
My child is going to have that connection from the start.
And you will do a great job of providing it,
after your baby is born. In his or her own time.
Okay?
Yo! Hey, Arlo!
Hey! So, your Uncle Rob and the twins are gathering wood. You want to join?
It's too hot.
Okay. Uh, you want to hit the beach with me and cool off?
I hate the beach.
What do you mean you hate the beach? Come on.
The sunny breezes, the cool water, the soft sand?
I don't like sand. It gets in my socks and shoes.
Uh, that's 'cause you're wearing socks and shoes.
Come on. Will can drive us. It will be fun.
Maybe he'll let you shift.
I don't think Will likes me.
What do you mean? How could anyone not like you?
Get in the truck.
Just trust me. It will be fun. Yo.
For the last few years, I haven't been able to talk him into doing anything.
You're a good nanny, Steven.
I'm a manny. And it's Kevin. Evan.
Hey, how about that? Oh, yeah. That sounds sweet.
See, this is the original joy stick, Arlo. It's...
Well, not the original joy stick.
But, you know, as far as you're concerned.
Um, okay. So, what's going to happen... Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Calm yourself, little guy. God.
It's a big truck. You've got to respect it.
When he pushes down on that little clutch lever down there with his foot...
Yeah, right down there. ... then you're going to pull.
How does this kind of truck work?
Well, it comes towards me and then back.
Up and back. That's first gear. Okay? You ready?
Yeah.
Okay. Let's do it.
All right. You have to use more muscle there.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That's fine.
A little bit of grinding is fine at first.
All right. It's completely okay. It's just like...
Let's try it again. You know what? Let's try it again.
Yeah. I'm gonna help you this time.
Good idea. This is just like when my dad taught me how to drive.
Except he wasn't even there and I was 10
and I took out this entire family of lawn flamingos.
But let's just not talk about that. You ready? Okay.
Let's do this. Up. And then back. You go. All right. Up.
You push. Back. Yes! Hey!
Oh, my God! You're a natural. Yeah!
Hey. Not bad, huh?
How could you even propose that?
Our portfolio's down 30% this year, Claire.
We barely ever use this place.
And what about Will?
Well, what about him?
Well, if you're searching for a signal, Doc,
you're going to have to swim for it.
There's no service in the middle of the ocean.
Oh. See, I really need to cancel a date.
And probably order flowers.
Ooh. Wife or girlfriend?
Girlfriend. Maybe. Before I stood her up.
Eee! Yeah.
Well, you can ignore me, Claire, but we still have to respond to the offer.
Well, the island is not for sale.
You know what? You can just use the satellite phone.
It's in Will's truck.
Oh, okay. Great. Thanks.
All right, now. Second's a little tricky, here. Okay?
Don't mess up second. All right. You ready?
No. I want to do it alone.
Well, we should... Okay. All right. Only when he says, though.
Okay. Be careful. Okay. Give it a try.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Ditch! Look out for the ditch!
What? Oh, my God. What is that?
Okay. Just jump down.
Are you okay, Arlo? Anything hurt?
I told you I didn't want to go.
How about you?
Listen. Okay.
Will? How you doing? You okay?
Oh, yeah. No, I'm fine. Yeah.
Oh, I wish I could say the same for the truck. And the phone.
Well, that sucks.
And your leg. Oh! Oh, my God!
Don't put any pressure on it, okay? Hold on. What?
Come here. Turn around. Guys. Right...
Let's go, guys. Get him back. All right.
We got you. We got you. You're all right.
Put him down gently. Okay. Take it easy.
Ow! Ow! Ow! I got it. Try not to move.
Okay. All right.
Easy. Easy. What did I do?
You're okay.
It's okay. It's just your bone. Don't worry. You're okay.
Just my bone?
Yeah. You're fine.
Clear the table.
It's a compound fracture.
Irrigating the wound.
Okay. Okay.
Okay. All right. Get ready. You're going to feel a big pull, okay?
Okay.
It's lined up.
Antacid and sugar?
To prevent infection.
Oh. Oh, what is that? What is that? Oh!
All right. So, unfold the towels.
Unscrew the mallet like this.
Make a splint right here. Hold those close together,
I want you to hold the toe right here. It's okay.
When I tell you, I want you to lift. Okay.
Okay. All right.
And lift. Hold these tight.
Any second. Any second.
It's just going to take a sec. Here we go.
You almost done? One more.
All right. Breathe. Okay, it's done. See? We're done. We're done.
Gently, gently, gently. Let it down. Let it down. Here we go.
It's done, Will.
Are you all right?
Okay. Okay.
Does it hurt?
No, no. I'm fine.
You're supposed to be the patient.
Well, now, you're my patient, too.
Are you on any medications?
Uh, yeah. There's a list in my pocket.
Oh, I got it. I got it.
The pills are all in my room.
I'll get them.
Great. But slow down.
Are you going to send me to a hospital?
As soon as the chopper returns.
About your truck. I know my brother was the one...
Wasn't Kevin's fault.
It's Evan. Never mind.
But Arlo, oh, that poor kid.
One screw up after another.
Now, he won't talk to you, won't look at you.
Makes you worry how he'll grow up. Get by in the world.
Hmm.
Every family has one.
Now. Take it easy, okay?
Okay.
The doctor will follow up next week.
Do you know if someone paged HankMed?
Divya. Hank's PA, right?
Jill. Hank's friend. Right?
Right.
What are you doing here?
Oh, I'm covering for Hank.
Wait. Hank asked you to cover this?
I think there's been a miscommunication.
I'm sure Hank will give you a call when he gets back.
If you had an appointment or something.
Yeah. We had a something. When he gets back from where?
Well, he left town.
He left? Why?
Well, I'm really not at liberty to say.
Hey, gorgeous.
Look at you in civvies. Quite a treat.
Dan Irving. Attending physician in Jill's ER.
Oh. Divya Katdare, HankMed.
We are a professional...
Oh, I know all about HankMed.
Yeah. Great. Hey, don't let me interrupt this.
No, this isn't...
Tell Dr. Lawson he can call me directly if he has any questions
about the position.
Oh. And you can call me about anything.
Hank was offered a position at Hamptons Heritage?
I'm really not at liberty to say.
Can you really get it to work?
No blow dryers. It's a common but fatal mistake.
You want suction, not heat. You got a DustBuster?
Claire probably prefers the broom.
Okay. Anything that sucks.
You seem pretty tech-savvy, there.
Well, you know, I've dropped phones in pools and toilets.
The occasional mojito.
Mmm-hmm. Hot tubs, koi ponds, and a volcano.
So, that battery is toast, huh?
Well, yes. But if we dry the handset out, we can use the charger.
Because the charger works without the battery.
Shouldn't you know all this?
No. The stuff I deal with is all next-gen.
Doesn't even need batteries.
That sounds very lucrative.
It's Hank. Please leave a message.
Hey. Hi.
Um...
Sorry I missed you tonight.
Maybe your phone died.
Although you do seem to be in touch with your assistant.
Anyway, now that you've slept on it,
I need to know how you feel.
About the job. Not us. No.
Not that there even is an us, yet.
And not that I'm not open to it.
And I'm totally cool with taking things one step at a time.
And either way, that has nothing to do with the job offer.
Unless, of course, that's what's freaking you out.
And if it is, I would totally understand because...
I sound crazy. Wow. All right.
Let's delete, regroup, and start over.
Your message has been sent and marked urgent.
No. No, no, no. Oh, my God.
Yo. How's your patient?
For an old guy with a compound fracture, high risk of osteomyelitis
andlor a fatal embolism, he's surprisingly stable.
How's yours?
I pounded on it.
I screamed, like, "Don't quit on me. Don't you quit on me. "
But then, it just quit on me, anyway.
Look. If we can call for evac,
and not just wait for their chopper, I'll breathe a lot easier.
Then, I shall breathe life into that phone.
Are you cooking pasta?
Saline.
See, this is what happens when all you watch
is The Health Network and The Food Channel. You get confused.
It hasn't been on the med school curriculum since 1850.
So, I'm ball-parking the proportions.
All right. Well, good luck with that.
What were you thinking, Evan?
Mmm? Letting a 12-year-old drive?
Mannies need to empower the lads in their charge. It stifles anarchy.
He was just shifting. So what?
So, we're stuck on a remote island with an injured senior,
a woman intent on inducing herself, and no phone service.
Or, we're stuck on an amazing island
where, yes, an accident happened,
but a skilled physician and his charismatic brother will save the day,
give a mother-to-be some much needed family time,
and cement a future with long-term clients. You want a s'more?
Okay. Are you mad just 'cause you're here,
or are you still mad because I walked in on you and Jill while...
She offered me a job.
In her ER.
As in, like, a bail on HankMed and leave your CFO high and dry kind of job?
That's not how she put it. But, yeah, it could have that effect.
And what did you say?
That I'm going to think about it.
What...
What's to think about? Look what we've done so far. Look at the Grants.
They're like the von Trapps out there.
It's, like, the ultimate proof that there's nothing like a family business.
The closer we stay to each other, the better.
You said that after Dad left.
Long time ago.
You ever wish you could call him?
Just say hi?
Sometimes, I wish I had a father I wanted to call.
Is Claire out at the campfire?
Uh, no.
Keep an eye on Will. Any change, let me know.
Okay.
Claire? Relax. Breathe. I'm here.
So am I, man. What the hell?
You're not... So sorry.
I thought you were in labor.
No. Um...
Hank. So, Will needs your...
Get out.
He was on the floor when I found him.
What happened? Oh, is the baby coming? Oh, I tried to get up.
No, wait. We don't want to re-fracture his leg.
Get some help. A lot of help. Okay.
Oh. I'm sorry. So sorry.
It's okay. Just stay right here.
Oh, it hurts.
Mmm. Thank God Will's okay.
He is for now. But a compound fracture can be very dangerous.
Especially all the way out here.
And so can an Italian induction.
Oh. Is that what they call that? Mmm-hmm.
I'm sorry. He was having a BlackBerry withdrawal.
Yeah. I had no idea that sex causes childbirth. That kind of came out wrong.
Yeah. Yeah.
No, I had no idea that it induces labor, either.
Spicy foods can also cause contractions,
and add nausea, vomiting,
and dehydration to the miracle of childbirth.
Honey? Listen to the doctor.
Thank you.
That sucks! It's the only thing I actually wanted to do here!
Okay. Well, don't blame me. I'm just the manny.
Yeah. We covered that. You suck, too.
I'm not... Oh.
Arlo!
What happened?
He heard that paintball was canceled
and he found the news unsettling.
So, maybe you could lift the ban on video games.
'Cause it would really cheer him up. And, you know,
it would make my job so much easier.
Hmm.
I'm going to add a "please" in there.
Could you please just give me the DS?
About last night.
I get defensive when I fear someone's interfering with my career goals.
But that's no excuse. And I apologize.
So do I.
I should have made it clear I don't want to derail HankMed.
I'm sure it's tough enough starting a successful concierge practice.
Almost as tough as starting an unsuccessful one.
Twice.
I have to make it work this time.
Well... Even if Hank takes this job, he can run HankMed on the side.
And both jobs would suffer. It would be a mistake.
But one Hank could very well make.
It seems like you and Hank are similar that way.
Trying to have it all. Mixing your patients with his.
Mixing your professional lives with your personal lives.
Maybe it is wishful thinking.
Not that my hype r- compartmentalized lifestyle is the answer.
I mean, my parents have no idea what I do.
How do you pull that off?
Carefully.
And sometimes, I think it would be less confusing
if I could just let everything get all mixed up.
No. Mixing really hasn't worked for me.
My ex is a doctor. An ER doctor.
And that didn't turn out to be such a great call.
Well, speaking of calls. Evan screwed up the forwarding of our phones.
And because Hank's cell must be out of range,
I'm getting all of Hank's messages.
Uh, hmm.
I'm sorry. All of them?
I might have deleted one last night.
By mistake. Of course.
Good, strong pulse. Mmm-hmm.
Good capillary refill.
Mmm-hmm.
Oh. Your temperature's a bit elevated.
We got some water?
Yeah.
Coumadin? This wasn't on your list of meds.
Oh, yeah. That's a new one. I keep forgetting to take it.
This is a blood thinner. Don't tell me you took one.
Oh. I took two.
I thought it may help my headache.
When did your head start hurting?
Uh... This morning. Or last night.
You were supposed to tell me if anything...
Oh, it's not that bad.
It's just, you know, a little sore.
There's a bump back here. Did this happen yesterday?
I guess. I didn't notice.
Hey! What do you mean, I suck? I don't suck.
Even if I did suck, you can't be telling me I suck. You're, like, 12.
What's wrong with you?
The truck accident was your fault.
Well, if it's any consolation, my brother agrees with you on that.
I hate this place. I always screw something up.
When I was eight, I forgot to tie up the rowboat.
The next year, I burned down the tree house.
And now, this.
If you'd have just let me keep my Nintendo, none of this would have happened.
I got this reinstated. That's what I came down here to tell you.
Wait. He's bleeding in his brain?
It may be a slow bleed.
But he took a blood thinner, which increases the risk of a complication.
And if there is a complication before the chopper gets back?
Well, patients are always better off in a hospital than the middle of the ocean
because you never know.
No, no, no. Will is your only concern right now.
My legs are crossed until he is okay. What can I do to help?
Uh, stay with him. Monitor his mental status.
If he starts to fade or repeat himself, get me right away.
Okay.
What can I do?
Uh, okay. I need a drill and all the bits. I need Lois on hand.
And I really need that sat phone working.
I'm on it.
What level are you on?
Stage. Final. Third time through.
Mmm.
Whoa, nice! Nice plasma burst, Iron Man.
Thanks, Kevin.
It's cool being a hero, huh?
You know, that can happen in real life, too.
This may be really hard for you to believe. Like, I know it's crazy.
But I used to screw up, like, all the time.
It seemed like everything I did,
my brother would come along and just do it better.
Shocker. He was the hero. Always.
He got all of our parents' attention.
Well, I'm sure you get that, having two adorable twin sisters.
I always needed Hank's help.
Especially after our dad bailed on us, you know.
Here's the funny thing about life, though.
It's actually a lot like that game you're playing.
It's all about just putting in the time and finding your strengths.
And if you screw up, you start over. You screw up, you start over.
And eventually, one day, your moment comes.
Did your moment come?
Yeah.
Very recently, actually.
My brother needed me for once.
And, needless to say, I came through. Like Superman.
Not like Superman. He's too much of a Boy Scout.
More like Batman, because he's dark and mysterious and good with the ladies.
But just hang in there. Your moment will come. I promise.
Ow!
You just died.
Oh! Sorry.
What are you doing with the blood?
I'm trying to find a clotting factor for you. You know, just in case.
Claire, could you come here for a second? Yeah. Okay.
All right. Put steady pressure on this.
He'll bleed longer than you'd think.
Okay.
What are you doing with the blood?
Thank you.
Will doesn't know his blood type?
Oh, I'm O positive.
I'm type A, but I have iron deficiency anemia.
Then, you really shouldn't donate.
So, you can do all this with a tray?
Yeah. The mirror bounces the light, so I can see how the bloods mix.
If they're incompatible, they clump.
Ah! Just in time. I need your finger.
Okay. I need to know where you intend to put it. Ow! What the hell?
Look, Will may need a transfusion.
I'm looking for compatibility, and the Grants have atypical antigens.
So, I don't expect any matches there.
Hmm, of course.
Can you really tell that way?
It's primitive. But you see how this one's agglutinating? Or clumping up?
That's mine. It's no good. In fact, damn.
Damn!
Damn. I'm taking it that's bad, medically?
No one's compatible. Except Lois.
Well, I'll do it.
No, no. I can't risk adding another patient to our roster out here.
Will stopped talking. He stopped talking.
Will!
Open your eyes. Stay with me, Will.
Will? Will.
What's happening?
The herniation is putting pressure on his brain.
Let's tilt his head. Okay.
Can't you relieve the pressure?
Without a clotting factor, he'll bleed out. We don't have a match.
Well, what about me? Are you sure I can't do this?
No way. You're pregnant, remember?
Use me. I'm a match.
See? What?
Dude, what did you do?
I did it just how he did it. No agglutination. Right?
Right.
It's a very selfless offer, Arlo,
but I can't use you for the transfusion.
Why not?
Look, you're too young to provide consent.
Yeah. It's very thoughtful.
What does that mean? His blood pressure's rising.
I'm not stupid. I know what consent is.
Tell the doctor it's okay.
Okay, dude, you don't have to do this.
I want to do this.
Where is this coming from, Arlo?
This is not what I meant before, okay?
Look, I don't know what's gotten into him, but I want to embrace it.
If it will save Will, you have my consent.
Let's transfuse.
You're doing great, Arlo.
Is it working? I want to see.
No. Just lay still. That's your only job, and it's an important one.
We don't want you fainting.
Yeah. That's my job.
Speaking of your job, where are the twins?
Uh, I'll go check on them. With pleasure.
Oh, Will's blood is starting to clot. You did it, Arlo.
His heart rate is falling.
Not for long.
Rob, we're ready.
The head bleeds a lot. Soak it up as fast as you can.
Okay.
Here we go.
Hot stuff. Coming through.
You got it?
Yep. This one, right?
Half inch? Yep.
Okay.
Here we go. Hold steady.
Wait, wait. He's bleeding more. He's bleeding more.
No. The hematoma is draining.
Which means that any second now...
His blood pressure's coming down.
Oh.
Oh, Claire.
Oh! Hi. Oh, Will. We're all here.
How are you feeling, Arlo?
So, the twins are reading. And they're still twins.
And, the Medevac chopper is about 10 minutes away,
with a second one right behind it for the rest of us.
How did you call for a chopper?
He resuscitated the sat phone.
Call me Supermanny.
Oh, I see you used the drill and...
Okay. Okay, easy.
Easy with the leg. Turn to the left.
All right, Will. Good. You're clear!
Hey, did you call 911?
Yeah, the ambulance is waiting at the helipad,
and our chopper is, like, five minutes away.
Drink your juice, dude. It will put hair on your chest.
Then, you need some, too.
Oh! No, you didn't.
You're a smart little hobbit, aren't you?
Nice one.
Arlo really stepped up today. Like a real Grant.
You're right. I'm so proud of him.
You know, maybe you're right about this place.
There is something special about it.
See?
Hey, I hope you got my message.
Yes. And the raves from my neurosurgeon.
Guess you had a busy weekend.
Yeah. You know, I really was stranded without cell service.
Can you hear me now?
Because I need an answer on the ER job.
Did you think about it?
Actually, I kind of forgot to think about it.
And I think that says something.
Can we...
Yeah.
Look, I loved the ER.
But the weekend made me realize how much I'm enjoying this.
And not just the independence. I'm getting to know my patients as people.
So, I'm not saying never. But for now I want to see where this takes me.
I hope I'm not letting you down.
Maybe just a part of me.
Which part?
I realized something else this weekend.
What's that?
I missed you.
You don't know what you missed.
I've got to deal with this.
Oh. Can I call you later?
I don't know. Can you?
What? That makes no sense.
No. Just trust me.
Look, you can watch this and DVR that, all at the same time.
And why would I watch a TV show set in the hospital? I'm in a hospital.
Because the people in this hospital
aren't all really charismatic supermodels.
Are these guys bothering you?
You've got to get me out of here, Doc. I'm working on that.
Doesn't he look great?
Thanks to him. And especially to him.
And thanks to you for giving me my first lesson in motherhood.
I'm in control of nothing.
You are going to be a great mom. Eventually.
Mmm, and I would like to invite you to the island again next year as my guest.
I'm in. You want to book the manny, too?
How are you with infants?
I'm... Honestly? I'm...
Uh! You can come. I have a soft spot for siblings.
Awesome. Thank you very much.
Hey, short round, you want to get some ice cream? I'm buying.
Isn't there free ice cream in this hospital?
Oh, yeah. That's the point.
Enjoy!
So, the Grants are part of a rare blood group.
Your blood matched Lois and Arlo.
In fact, your only matches were Grants.
Tell me, Will, what are the odds of that?
Well, you'd have to ask my grandmother and Claire's great uncle.
Please don't say anything. This generation of Grants doesn't know.
Why wouldn't you want to share a secret like that?
And wear a suit at corporate headquarters? No. I like my independence.
And I belong on that island. It's where I feel connected.
Well, sounds like at least one Grant feels the same way.
Maybe you should Facebook her.
Which book?
Arlo can explain.
Yeah, I'm tired. Playing Rainmaker is exhausting.
And rewarding.
Just one more reason I'd never leave the CFO high and dry.
You did a good job with Arlo.
Yeah. It is easier being big brother, I find.
Let's agree to disagree on that.
But it is exciting to see you bring a whole new skill set to our little family business.
Does that mean I get a raise?
Depends. Can you make yourself scarce tonight?
For a price, Dr. Lawson, anything is possible.