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.
So, brochures, check.
"Evan R. Lawson, CFO" business cards, check. Carrots, check.
Good morning, Atticus.
Joke all you want, but one of us is gonna fit in.
And one of us is gonna look like he's thirsting
for a mint julep.
Look, when dignitaries visit foreign lands,
they study the customs so as to fit in. All right?
Please, please change.
I'm just... I'm getting the feeling there might be trouble in River City.
You're gonna thank me once we add some names from the wealthy equestrian set
to our little black book.
Evan, we're a private physician business, not an escort service.
And we're not going to retain clients. We're going to watch Divya ride
and provide our HankMed services
to support the fundraiser for Jill's clinic.
Oh, really? That's why we're going? Okay.
What is that supposed to mean?
What? Nothing. No. Just...
You and Jill are "toast," your words, and yet you fornicate in her office,
so, I don't know. Okay, see? Okay.
I knew I should never have told you anything.
Jill and I are just friends now
and you and I are going to support something that is very important to her.
That's what friends do. Yeah, that and office fornication.
Okay, I can't. I'm just saying.
Look, you don't think it's gonna be awkward working with her today?
No, I think it's gonna be awkward when people try to buy ice cream from you.
I feel like we've finally arrived.
Evan, this is a benefit for a hospital.
This is a horse show in the Hamptons, and it's magnificent.
You smell that?
The manure they're shoveling or the manure you're shoveling?
That is the sweet smell of other people's success.
Okay, you keep enjoying the aromas. I'm gonna find the first aid tent.
Hi, Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
How are you, sir? Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
It's a medical company.
You have an interesting skin pigmentation there.
We can have that looked at.
And you're over 50 and I see you have a bum leg.
Just so you know, my cell's on there, too.
If you ever want a doctor all to yourself...
Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
Evan R. Lawson, CFO.
Hi, I'm Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
I never thought I'd say this,
but thank God you're here!
I never thought I'd say this, but nice jodhpurs.
Who are you? I'm Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
I was just telling this gentleman
that as much as I'd like to have a drink, it's noon.
I'm competing today.
And even if I weren't,
I'd rather be trampled by a pack of wild Shetland ponies than have a drink with him.
You don't have to be rude.
I was merely complimenting you on how fetching you look in that getup.
Like an Indian Liz Taylor.
Whoa, whoa, dude, let's class it up a bit.
This is a Hamptons horse show, not a rodeo.
I was just talking to the lady.
Well, not anymore you're not.
Who's gonna stop me?
The rest of your barbershop quartet?
Look, don't mistake my lithe physique for weakness, buddy.
I'm from New Jersey.
Okay.
That was very chivalrous. Nah, it's nothing.
I've been defending women's honor since the second grade.
Sorry, I'm not very good with horses.
Uh, are the parental units here yet?
Any minute now. Once again, I'm sorry I can't work today.
I feel like I'm letting HankMed down.
No, you're not. HankMed gets it.
A lot of people hide their careers from their parents.
Like, uh, hit men do it.
Exotic dancers, uh, AIG executives.
If my parents find out what I do, I may not be doing it anymore.
They have a strict sense of what my career should be.
Being a PA is not part of it.
So, for the weekend, I don't know Hank,
and you and I are friends from school.
Got it. Protect secret, protect HankMed.
One more thing.
Jersey, one. Hamptons, nothing.
Hey. Hey.
Thanks again for doing this.
Oh, yeah, no, anything for
the clinic.
Yeah, you know, last year the show raised over $200,000 for the hospital,
so when they told me they'd donate some of the proceeds
to the opening of the clinic, I was over the moon.
Right. And I want you to meet Dr. Madden today
before he finishes his shift and you start yours.
He's one of our ER doctors,
so I'm sure that the two of you will have lots to talk about.
Not that ER doctors only talk about ER stuff, but...
Jill? I'm talking a lot.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
No, it's... Yeah.
It's just after what happened with us in my office,
I'm not exactly sure what our deal is.
Yeah, no, we're... You know, we're in a post-relationship,
undefined, ambiguous, transitional...
I have no idea what our deal is. Right.
Is today gonna be weird for us?
No, I mean, only if we make it weird.
Which is exactly what will happen if we keep talking about it.
So, no more.
Uh, all business today.
I guess... I guess that's what our deal is. Yeah.
Oh.
Oh, you can... Go ahead.
Is everything okay?
No, it's... It can wait.
Miss Casey, we need a doctor near ring two.
What happened to Dr. Madden? I'll come.
He fell on his extended abducted arm.
Dr. Madden?
You're a doctor? Here. Let me help you up.
What happened? Yeah, what happened?
Yeah, you want I should tell him?
I slipped. I'm fine.
Here. Let me take a look at your arm.
Uh, Dr. Madden, meet Dr. Lawson.
He's got the next shift. Yeah. But happy to start now.
Uh, posterior dislocation...
Of the elbow. Yeah, yeah.
Just pop it in already. Whoa.
Uh, okay. Here. Support him above the elbow. I'll be right back.
Okay. What are you doing?
Here we go. Okay.
One, two, three.
Okay.
I think it's back in. Uh-huh.
All right, unwrap him.
He okay?
Yeah, his arm will be fine, but I wonder how his liver's holding up.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me. No.
Dr. Madden, have you been drinking?
Just a glass of wine with dinner, Officer.
We're gonna do a BAC.
If it comes back positive, you'll be put on administrative leave.
Uh-uh, nobody's doing anything on me.
Then see me first thing Monday, and, uh,
consider yourself suspended
until I initiate termination proceedings.
Wow! Don't want to make you angry. Nice administrating.
Except now, I'm short a doctor.
No, I told you I'll start my shift early.
Not just here, but at the hospital.
Right.
Hey, are you the doctor? Yeah.
Come on, Beth just threw up. Okay.
Hi, I'm Hank. Are you okay?
He's a doctor, Beth. I'm fine.
She just threw up. No.
Whatever was in there that wanted to get out did, and now I'm good as new.
How about a quick exam? How about I have an event in 10 minutes?
I'm fine, Dr. Hank.
On a scale of one to ten?
Uh, 15.
Maybe 16.
Relax, Doctor. I just felt a little queasy.
Probably something I ate.
And, no, I'm not pregnant.
Do you have fever, abdominal cramps,
rapid heart rate?
This an ad for some old person drug?
Look, if it's food poisoning,
it can get a lot worse than just throwing up.
Beth just gets nervous before she competes.
I don't get nervous. I freak out.
Well, do you usually throw up when you freak out?
My dad says I internalize through my stomach.
Where is your father and mother?
I'd like to speak with them.
Oh. Beth's dad is the stable manager. He's probably around somewhere.
Well, I'd like to get his sign-off.
My event's in eight minutes.
They're not gonna take a doctor's note if I'm late.
All right, your heart rate is fine.
I can give you something to calm your stomach
and hopefully your freaking out.
Hey, hey, hey. What are you...
Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?
It's okay, Dad. I'm Dr. Lawson.
I don't care who you are.
You have no right to give my daughter anything without my permission.
It's just something to settle her stomach.
Beth was sick, Mr. Samuels. You're not sick.
Are you?
No, Dad. I'm fine.
Okay. So why are you here?
'Cause I was told your daughter was ill.
Thank you, Madison.
Dad, she was just trying to be nice.
Yeah, I'm sure that she was.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Look. I know that it looks like the cover of Town & Country around here,
but riding is cutthroat and competitive.
Beth is a target because she's good at what she does.
She's not like these other girls.
Your daughter threw up.
She gets nervous before she competes.
She has since she was a little girl.
Look, I know you're trying to be helpful.
Beth doesn't need a doctor to settle her stomach.
What she needs is a blue ribbon.
Good luck in your events, Beth.
I'll be rooting for you.
Thanks.
Hey, Divs.
So, we have a little HankMed business to discuss.
You know I can't work today.
No, I know. It's not medical.
It's bigger. It's much bigger.
The future of HankMed could hang in the balance.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about Jank. Jank?
Jill and Hank. Henceforth, just to be known as "Jank. "
It's less confusing than "Hill. "
Sorry.
Pick a lane, sister.
So, you may not know this,
but one of the reasons why Hank decided to stay in the Hamptons,
other than me, of course, was Jill.
Oh, so now you think because they split, he has less reason to stay.
Protect Jank, protect HankMed. Mmm-hmm.
Interesting.
So, what do you think we should do?
Two things. Mmm-hmm?
Stay out of their business
and don't call them "Jank. " What? I'm telling you...
Mummy! Daddy! Hello, Divya.
Did we miss anything? Oh, just the first event.
Which she nailed, by the way.
Just admit, that filly really sailed above the rails.
By "filly," I meant the horse, obviously,
not your daughter.
Who are you? I'm Evan R. Lawson, C... C...
See how great Divya looks?
I mean, look at that. She's like an Indian Liz Taylor, right?
Evan, these are my parents, Devesh and Rubina Katdare.
This is Evan,
Pleasure. My friend.
How do you two know each other?
We go to Wharton together. Oh!
Don't we, Evan?
How's Beth doing?
She seems okay.
You know her?
She's a local. Her father's a stable manager here.
Yeah, you'd have thought he was a doctor.
He was so in my face when I was giving Beth a checkup.
Dan's a bit overprotective and not the easiest man.
Yeah. Then again,
he hasn't had the easiest time, either.
Something happen?
There were rumors about a drug scandal a few years ago,
but he denied it.
He used to train all the locals, the wealthy ones, during the summer,
but now it's just Beth.
What type of drugs? I'm not sure about the details.
Just something about performance-enhancing drugs was an issue.
What's that?
Air conditioning for my car.
Oh, to cover you for the three seconds it'll take
to walk from here to there?
Well, you know I like to stay cool.
Yeah, I do. Yeah.
Anyway, I have to get back to the hospital.
Thanks again for helping out.
Hey, that's what friends who sleep together and then don't talk about it are for.
Right.
It's Awkward Moments with Hank.
What was that about?
I ask you about the weather and I can't get you to shut up.
I'm... And now, when I need you to speak,
you stand there like a mute.
I know. I... You were supposed to toe the party line.
I know! I know, okay? I'm sorry.
It's just this web of deception that you've woven around your entire family,
it got in my head, and I... It's just too much pressure, okay?
It's too much. Man up, Evan.
You know me from business school. Huh?
Okay. Business school.
My parents think I'm going to Wharton and getting my MBA.
And when I graduate, then I'll marry Raj, move to London,
and work at his business. Got it?
Raj, MBA, Wharton.
Right. Totally doable. Okay. Okay.
So do we live on campus or do we cohabitate?
What? I'm just covering my bases
in case they ask, okay?
Like, am I on the Dean's List?
And why Wharton?
Were you, like, waitlisted at Harvard, or...
I got into both. Both.
I chose Wharton.
Okay. You live alone and are on academic probation.
Good one.
Do you need flash cards for this?
Uh, nope.
Totally manned up.
Let's do it.
When do you compete again?
Later this afternoon, Daddy.
Oh, good. Evan, do you ride as well?
Me, no, no. I live alone.
Anyone, uh, thirsty? Gosh, 'cause I'm thirsty.
We have a rider down in Ring Two. Rider down in Ring Two.
Do not move her! Leave her. Do not move her.
Beth, honey, you okay?
Where is Divya going? What is she doing?
You know, I'm so hungry, man. Let's just grab some lunch, shall we?
Beth, are you in pain?
Just the pain of humiliation.
Did you lose consciousness? No.
All right, she just had the wind knocked out of her.
And you know this because...
Whoa, whoa, whoa... What are you doing?
I'm following... What are you doing?
I'm following spinal injury protocol.
If we move her, it could be dangerous.
Okay. Midline cervical tenderness.
We need to get her boarded and collared immediately.
I'll get a board. Beth, just stay still for me.
Okay, we don't need a board.
I'm not asking.
Guys, I feel okay. Really.
All right. We've ruled out spinal injury.
Now we just need to clear you for a concussion.
My head doesn't hurt. You should sit out the rest of the show.
Okay, she said that her head doesn't hurt.
What if Beth is sore tomorrow and doesn't feel like riding?
She'd ride right now if she could.
I won't let her. We don't have a clear picture of her neurological status.
Let's get her up.
Okay, why don't we ask Beth what she wants to do?
I want to compete. I feel okay. Really.
I believe you, Beth, but symptoms of a concussion
can present themselves at any point in the first 24 hours.
So, let's see how you feel when you wake up tomorrow.
Let's get her off the table. I still need to check her blood pressure, her reflexes,
and I'll need a urine sample.
Uh, what?
Uh, why exactly do you need a urine sample?
Well, for starters, I want to make sure Beth's kidneys weren't affected.
If there's blood in her urine, it could indicate renal damage.
Okay. Uh, you...
Have you ever worked one of these horse shows before?
You don't really know much about the sport, do you?
Riders fall all the time.
No, my specialty isn't horseback riding, it's medicine,
and if you want Beth to compete, you need me to sign off.
Yeah, you know what? I guess I just don't like you very much.
Dan, the feeling is mutual.
I'm pretty sure that Beth doesn't have kidney damage.
And I'm pretty sure you're thinking the same thing.
Yeah, well, pretty sure isn't good enough.
You're checking her urine for drugs, aren't you?
Send a sample to Hamptons Heritage for a tox screen, and...
Put a rush on it? Yeah.
I'm going back to the show. You can go back to your parents.
By the way, how's that going? Great.
Being around Beth's dad makes me feel like I never left them.
Huh.
Jilly Bean!
Don't call me that.
I'm hurt. Not one picture of me?
And, please, don't just waltz in here.
None of our wedding, our honeymoon?
How do you stay reminded of all those special moments?
Can I remind you of a special moment last year
when I said, "I want a divorce"?
Not even one from that little photo booth down at the Sip and Soda?
Do you remember how hammered we were?
No, Charlie. The image has been erased,
like our marriage.
Well, that tattoo you got ought to be a pretty good reminder, right?
What do you want?
I want to know why you're ignoring my texts, not returning my phone calls,
not exuding joy when you find me loitering around your office.
'Cause I have nothing to say to you.
Well, I'm sure you could think of something.
You're still my wife.
That's only because I couldn't serve you divorce papers
while you were in Sudan or Kenya
or Botswana. Botswana.
That's all the more reason you should have come with me like I asked.
Except I didn't want to go with you!
Or did you forget that small detail, too?
Well, lucky for you, I'm back.
Then I'll call my lawyer and I'll do it quick before you disappear again.
Take your time, Jilly Bean. I'm not going anywhere.
Where have I heard that before? Hmm...
Yeah, I'm tired of traveling.
Tired of being away from home.
Tired of being away from you.
And I'm tired of hearing about it.
You know, clearly you still have some feelings for me, too,
or else you wouldn't be so hot
and bothered.
Welcome back, Charlie.
Thanks. Hmm.
And whatever it is that you plan on doing while you're here,
keep it out of my office and out of my life.
Have a nice day.
Hey, guys! How are you? Hey!
Have you seen Divya?
Um, I was about to ask you the same thing. No.
So, you two are close friends?
Well, we go to Wharton together. I live off-campus.
And, unfortunately, I'm on academic probation.
Which is really shocking because last semester I made the Dean's List,
so it's kind of a weird contradiction there. Um...
Oh, my God! Here she is.
Why did you run out there?
I wanted to make sure that she was okay.
I know Beth from my barn.
Um, we train together.
So, how about that drink?
That's a good idea!
Come on, boy.
Come on.
Beautiful horse.
Hank, meet Slash. Slash, Hank.
Nice to meet you, Slash. Hmm.
My dad rescued him and gave him to me as a seventh birthday present.
That's a pretty great gift.
Sorry you'll have to miss the rest of the day.
No, it's no big deal. And, anyway, my big event is tomorrow,
so if I don't show signs of a concussion
and you guys don't strap me into one of those Silence of the Lambs beds,
I'll just have to kick ass then.
Right. Can't win every time.
I got third last year after I fell.
This happened before?
Uh, Slash decided he didn't feel like jumping the fence,
so he stopped short and I went flying over it on his behalf.
Were you injured? No.
Mild concussion, but you got to get back on, right?
Gosh, you really love riding this much?
My dad had me on a horse before I could speak.
He's not such a big talker,
so I think it worked out well for both of us.
Um, I know you think my dad's pushing me.
And he is, but only because he knows I love it.
Hmm. You know, most of those girls out there,
it's a hobby for them.
Something to do between trips to Prague and other activities
to pad their college applications.
For me, it's my life.
I want to compete at the Olympics.
I bet you will.
And I'd love to see Slash at the games also,
just to hear the announcer say that name over and over.
"And it's a gold for Beth and Slash!"
Oh, how fitting.
As if there weren't enough WASPs here already.
How am I doing, by the way? Tremendous.
I agree, you know? I loosened up,
and I'm much happier with my performance.
I am relieved that you're feeling better. Yeah.
Your parents seem like nice people. They are.
They're still my parents.
I've been stung!
Darling, epinephrine. Your allergies.
Here!
What happened?
Daddy? Devesh?
It didn't release. Devesh! Devesh!
Okay, does anyone have an EpiPen?
Evan, quick. Tell Hank we need an EpiPen. Go fast!
Gotcha! Okay. Okay.
Somebody help him! Hold his head, Mum.
Help! He can't breathe. We need to clear his airway.
Finding a space.
Divya. Divya, what are you doing?
Divya! What are you doing?
Devesh Katdare, 56 years old. Stung by a wasp.
After epi auto-injector failure, with angioedema and bronchospasm mounting,
I performed a cricothyrotomy to obtain a surgical airway.
We administered diphenhydramine, 50 milligrams IV,
cimetidine, 300 milligrams IV,
and 125 milligrams methylprednisolone IV.
Miss Katdare, your husband is stable.
His airway is open.
How long will this...
The cric tube is only temporary.
It'll be removed within 24 hours and he'll be fine.
Thanks to Divya.
Mummy, go with the EMTs, okay?
I'll meet you at the hospital.
Divya?
Divya, look at me.
Your dad will be okay.
He won't be when he finds out how she knew what to do back there.
House calls at midnight.
You must be the best doctor in the world,
or you really don't trust me to monitor my own daughter.
Well, I'm concerned about her.
Okay, her vision isn't impaired.
Her speech isn't slurred. She isn't nauseous. She isn't dizzy.
So, please, get the hell out of here.
No matter where I go, Beth can't ride tomorrow without my consent.
You don't like me.
That is fine.
Do not take it out on Beth.
Are you doping your daughter, Dan?
What are you talking about?
Beth's tox screen.
She has dextroamphetamine in her system.
Well, that's not possible. Beth doesn't take any medication.
It's typically prescribed for ADHD.
It's considered a performance-enhancing drug, Dan.
The lab made a mistake. Somebody did.
Get out of here. I know about your previous scandal.
That was about horses.
It wasn't about people, and it didn't involve drugs.
It involved capsaicin.
Chili pepper?
I put it on the horses' legs as a pain reliever
until some expert decided that it made the horses jump the fences higher
and decided to ban it.
I would never dope my own daughter.
Now, get the hell off my property before I help you off of it.
My dad didn't do anything.
I did. I took the drugs.
You what?
Madison gave them to me. She takes them for her ADHD.
I didn't take that many and I won't do it again. I swear.
After all that we've been through,
how could you take that risk?
I've just been really tired and spacey lately.
I needed something to keep me focused.
I couldn't miss this competition.
And now you will miss it.
What?
Because I don't care what anybody says.
You're not riding tomorrow.
Dad, no.
I have to compete. I've worked too hard.
Tell him I'm okay, Hank.
Tell him!
I'm sorry, Beth, I can't.
Good night, Doctor.
So, you didn't tell your parents?
Any shot they may surprise you?
Be, you know, proud of what you've accomplished?
I don't care what they think.
Divya. Okay.
I care.
Too much.
And I hate that.
Of course you do.
They're your parents. Of course you want their approval.
Just like you want your dad's approval, right?
No, actually.
I couldn't care less.
Wait. You don't want your dad to see how far you've come?
Or how successful you are?
When we were kids,
my dad treated Evan and me like we were his princes.
We could do no wrong.
And to us, I mean...
We worshipped him.
But then when our mom got sick and we needed him most,
he just walked out on us and never looked back.
I don't give a damn what he thinks.
But, you, you know, you have a relationship with your parents.
Built on a solid foundation of love and lies.
You think telling them will change everything?
I know it will.
But I just found you in a bar drinking bourbon by yourself.
It is entirely possible that you have already hit rock bottom.
I guess things can only get better from here.
I'm headed for the horse show. Where are you?
I'm just going to the hospital. I'm gonna check in on the Dev.
Uh, "the Dev"?
You know, the Dev. Husband to the Rube?
Rubina and Devesh. It's Divya's parents, man. Just get with it.
Okay, Evan, I mean this in the kindest way possible.
Stay out of it.
Divya's dealing with a lot right now and her father really needs to rest.
No, trust me. The Dev loves me.
And I'm bringing the guy samosas. It's cool.
Okay, I'm gonna try this again.
Stay out.
What's that? I'm... Henry... Stay out of it.
...eaking up, man.
Evan, I know what you're doing. I know that trick.
Evan, they don't know...
Hey. Hey.
You need some help? Uh, yeah, you know, if you could help me
stand this beast up, I'd appreciate that.
Yeah, sure. Thanks.
Just, uh... Yeah. There you go.
Got it? Yep.
There you go. Great. Thanks.
What happened? Some, uh,
lady was paying more attention to her manicure than she was her driving.
She didn't even notice. She ran me right off the road.
Uh, Charlie. Hank.
You know, I'd shake your hand, but...
Whoa. It's covered in barberry needles.
I've never seen those before.
Oh, yeah? You're obviously not a biker, golfer or local.
No, I'm not, but I am a doctor. Can I help?
Uh... Yeah. Sure. Why not?
Okay, great.
Let me see that.
All right, um, I'll be right back. Thanks.
That's a cool Harley, by the way.
Oh, thanks. I should sell it to you.
The wife, she never liked it.
So, you studied medicine at the Home Depot, right?
Just give it a sec.
All right, here we go.
Wow! That was good. That was nice.
I got to run. Hey, listen.
Let me, uh... Oh, no, no, no.
No, no, I... Please, please, please. Stop.
Uh, good luck with the bike and the wife.
Thanks.
So, now that you know Divya's a physician assistant,
uh, or "PA," as we call them in the biz,
you probably have some questions.
Divya's a physician assistant?
That's right. She's a physician assistant for HankMed.
So, maybe you guys have questions about HankMed, or about me, maybe?
No? Okay. Uh, about a PA and what a PA does? Yes?
Okay, sit back, relax. Silence your cell phones.
Uh, that's a little joke.
Um...
PAs basically just do exams. They treat illnesses. They assist in surgeries.
Or in your case, they actually perform surgeries. Uh, so...
Wasn't that cool how she just trached you?
Right there in front of everybody.
She just whacked that thing right into your throat,
like, punched it in there and just saved your life.
Liar.
You're a liar.
No. No, sir.
I'm not a lawyer!
I'm not even an MBA candidate.
Although I'm sure you probably figured that out already.
He didn't call you a lawyer.
He called you a liar.
I'm a little confused.
Divya did tell you that she's a physician assistant?
Uh, this was unforeseeable.
Oh.
So it was really nice meeting you,
and, uh, feel better, okay? Feel better.
And, uh, here, enjoy your samosas, or...
Beth?
Why are you dressed like you're going to ride?
Because I am. All you have to do is clear me.
Your father doesn't want you to compete and I can't clear you.
Listen, even with yesterday's fall,
I'm only two points away from qualifying.
Please, Dr. Lawson. I wish I could, Beth.
You don't understand.
This place used to have a training school. My dad ran it.
And he was so happy.
And then the rumors started, and parents stopped sending their kids.
If I win first place, people will want to train with him again.
Look, that's a big burden for you or anyone to take on.
I am sure your dad will be just as proud of you next year.
Just, please, take the helmet off.
Are you okay there? Yeah.
I've probably snapped this helmet on and off, like, a billion times.
Here. Let me...
You've done enough. Thanks.
I've just been really tired and spacey lately.
She's having seizures.
Beth told us she was taking the dextroamphetamine because she was exhausted,
and I think she was exhausted from having the seizures.
I've never seen her have a seizure.
Not one. I would know that.
Not necessarily. There are many types that are impossible to detect.
Beth may not even be aware she's having them.
How can that happen?
There are simple partial seizures. One of the symptoms is jamais vu.
Jamais vu? Yes, the opposite of déjà vu.
You feel like you're performing a task for the first time
despite the fact that you've done it countless times before.
You've seen this with Beth?
Yeah. Yesterday when she was fixing her saddle,
and then I saw it again just a few minutes ago.
Beth was trying to take off her helmet...
Isn't that Beth's horse?
This way. This way. Okay.
What's happening? She's having a seizure.
A tonic-clonic seizure. It's like an electrical storm in her brain.
Why? What happened?
Fatigue, stress, adverse drug reaction, maybe her previous fall.
Help her! Please!
Hold her gently, okay?
We have to let the seizure run its course.
Why is it taking so long?
Dan... Dan? She's gonna be okay.
The convulsions should stop soon.
Now, when she comes to, she'll be tired.
Maybe a bit disoriented also. She should get that EEG as soon as possible.
Of course. Of course. Great. I'll call the hospital.
Beth? You okay?
Oh...
Thank God!
How you doing, Beth?
A little woozy.
The beam of light is gone.
What beam of light?
It's common for people with this condition to have visions, auras.
Why didn't you tell me about this?
I was afraid you'd keep me from riding.
I just want to ride.
You will. The seizures can be controlled by medication.
You will lead a completely normal life.
You hear that? You're gonna be okay.
And you can keep riding.
That's great news, isn't it, baby?
But you don't have to keep riding.
It's whatever you want.
I'm sorry, okay? I'm really, really sorry.
This is not how I wanted my parents to find out.
Okay. How did they react?
Uh, well, your dad looked like he was getting stabbed in the throat again,
and your mom took it almost as well as that.
Great.
Great!
They'll never accept this.
Well, they have to. You're too good at it for them not to.
Divya, if it weren't for you,
HankMed wouldn't be the meteoric startup that it is.
You just don't get it, Evan.
Okay.
You launched a successful company
in one of the most exclusive markets in the world, all right?
I'm proud of you and I don't even like you that much.
So, you're right. I don't get it. Explain it to me.
When I was 10,
Nigel threw a plastic shovel at my best friend, Holly.
It cut her right above her eye.
I grabbed the first aid kit.
I cleaned the wound.
I applied antibiotic cream and put a Band-Aid on it.
Then I grabbed the shovel, hit Nigel with it,
And started the process all over again.
That's what I call full service.
It was a great day.
It was the day that I knew I wanted to practice medicine.
When I told my parents that I wanted to attend med school,
they told me what they wanted.
A daughter with an MBA from Wharton
who would become VP of Development and Acquisitions
at Katdare Properties International.
Evan, I hate acquisitions.
And I hate development.
And I hate real estate.
But most of all, I hate that they never took my dreams into consideration.
So why don't you walk in there right now
and tell them everything you just told me?
And now you know everything.
I have wanted to tell you both for ages and I'm sorry that I didn't.
I've hated lying to you.
I hope that you'll forgive me.
You saved my life. You took responsibility for your deception.
It is behind us.
Besides, it's almost over.
What are you talking about?
Soon, you won't even be in the Hamptons.
Of course. Yes.
Because I will be moving to London and engaged to Raj.
Exactly.
That was your plan all along, yes?
Yes. Of course.
Have fun at your first horse show?
Yeah, not so much. No, you?
Not so much.
I heard you saved a girl.
Yeah. I'll tell you what, Henry.
Bringing families together, it's exhausting work.
I couldn't agree more.
Divya and her parents, that is one complicated family, man.
They are all over her.
I had this patient. This 15-year-old girl, great girl,
with this dad hovering.
I wanted to just... Mmm.
He drove me crazy.
And it got me thinking.
About how Dad used to hit us ground balls over and over?
Like, even after it got dark out, he'd just keep going.
About the fact that as difficult as this man was,
the last thing he would ever do is walk out on his child.
I mean, this girl was a mess, you know?
She was overstressed, overpressured, taking pills to compensate.
And yet, I found myself totally jealous of her.
You think when we have kids,
we're gonna mess them up?
You ever think about that?
Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about what kids of yours would be like.
Oh, what? Just smart and intelligent
and just overall awesome, and...
Then they'll take after your wife.
Wait, so you actually envision me with a woman like that, huh?
Not any more than I envision you
sitting on a terrace in the Hamptons sipping a mint julep.
Well, crazier things have happened.
Yes, they have, my brother.
Yes, they have.
Mmm! I like it.
Hey!
Hey. What's up?
I've been thinking about something you said about finding another ER doctor.
Hank, uh... I think I can help.
You don't have to do that.
I know I don't have to do that. I want to.
Until you find someone full time.
Who knows? Could be fun.
You and me working under the same roof,
gossiping by the water cooler.
Yeah, or being gossiped about.
It could be dangerous.
Stop looking at me like that.
This is my office, Yeah.
And I'm not that kind of girl
today. Thought never crossed my mind.
Mmm-hmm.
Hey. Hey.
This is an awkward moment.
Hank, this is Charlie, our new ER doctor.
He applied directly to the Chief of the ED without my knowledge
and was hired this morning.
Let's not be overdramatic, Jilly Bean.
I just went and got my old job back.
Some people here still think I'm worth keeping around.
Hmm.
Oh, by the way.
Oh, yeah, how's the hand? Oh, it's great.
Uh, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm sorry.
You two know each other?
Uh, yeah, we... Yeah, we met yesterday.
Charlie Casey.
Casey?
Charlie is also my ex-husband.
And the "ex" part's not official.
Yet.