I'm Hank. I was your typical emergency room doctor.
Until I got fired.
ADMINISTRATOR: You let a billionaire hospital trustee die
to save some kid off the street.
I made a judgment call.
You made a mistake.
HANK: This is my brother.
I'm Evan R. Lawson, CPA.
HANK: 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.
It's amazing. You can actually sew up a human being,
but you can't wrap something with parallel sides.
You know, I went to medical school,
not the American Academy of Gift Giving.
So, you want to go halfsies on his present?
Oh, what, so you can tag along to the party?
No. What? No. 'Cause I consider Tucker a friend, actually.
You consider everyone a friend.
No, I... So, what?
So, that's not friendship. It's schmoozing.
You know, I bet you don't even know how old Tucker is.
I know he's too young to like Top Gun.
And too old to get a present wrapped in the funny papers.
He's 17.
Okay? So the scene may be a bit sophisticated for you.
Mmm-hmm.
Caught it. And PS, he loves Top Gun.
That was impressive. I know.
Hey. Happy birthday, Tucker.
Thanks, Hank.
Hey. Hey.
Am I the first one here?
No, actually. But I bet you're the last.
Tucker's dad claims he's flying in for the occasion, so we had to cancel the party.
You canceled it? When?
This morning. On Twitter.
Twitter. Right. I don't Twit.
Tweet. Got it.
Hey. Thanks for letting me use the bath... Hank?
Jill.
She was the first one here.
You don't Twitter, either?
It's Tweet. I guess we should...
No. Stay for a slice of sugar-free,
gluten-free, dairy-free chocolate cake. Sounds festive, right?
I'm guessing Libby baked it?
We can celebrate Tucker's birthday
and Jill's news about the clinic.
There's news about the clinic?
Uh, yeah. Boris sort of wrote me a blank check.
Really?
Yeah. But, Libby, how did you know about that?
Well, as a cyberchondriac, I'm sort of tapped into the local medical community.
And people are talking.
Yeah, she's sort of tapped in like the pope's sort of Catholic.
Ow!
Where's my boy?
(LAUGHS)
Dad? You really made it.
You didn't think I'd miss your birthday, now, did you?
I take the Fifth.
Ready for your present?
Sure. Here it is.
Happy birthday, Tucker.
Bridget is my new assistant.
Uh...
Oh!
(LAUGHS)
Thanks.
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO) EVAN: Under this proposal, your employees would enjoy
the same HankMed benefits that you do.
Friends with benefits, I like. Employees with benefits?
Yeah, but bartenders and waitresses who don't call in sick as much
means higher productivity, less turnover,
and just a healthier bottom line overall. So...
Well, I do appreciate a healthy bottom line.
Yeah, me, too, man.
Mr. Blackman, are you interested?
My summer staffers come from Russia, the Balkans...
They all want to come here and party in the Hamptons.
I want them to look good and work cheap.
At the end of the summer, we both go home happy.
We'll have your results tomorrow and I will e-mail you a full report.
How about I e-mail you an invitation to tomorrow's private party?
I don't mix business with pleasure.
Uh, and I think they're peas in a pod. I'll see you there, brother.
Well, that man is offensive.
That man is a role model.
He's you.
Uninterested in anything beneath a woman's surface.
I try to see beneath their surface.
That's why I stare so hard.
(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY)
I'll bet you've never even had a female friend.
Yes, I have.
Oh, really? Well, who?
Does my mom count?
No.
Do you count?
Definitely not.
All right. Yeah. I've never had a female friend. That's interesting.
Hmm. So what?
So until you're capable of seeing women
as anything more than objects,
your relationships with them will fail.
Oh, come on.
Okay. What's the longest relationship that you've been in?
Eight months. Six months.
Three and a half.
I rest my case.
What... Divya. If I wanted to have a female friend...
Okay, if I wanted to, I could.
DIVYA: Bye, Evan.
I think.
(TECHNO MUSIC BLARING FROM CAR)
How do you know this music?
What, this?
Digital Handshake Factory? Are you kidding me?
They're, like, the biggest Albanian export since chrome.
They? It's a guy and his laptop.
No. What? God, that's heartbreaking.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, this music, it's making me homesick.
I'm from Poland, so that's not easy to do.
(SPEAKING IN POLISH)
Uh, excuse me. Hold up one sec.
(MUSIC STOPS)
Here.
Welcome to New York.
Really?
Yeah. Just a friendly gesture
from a friendly guy to somebody who could maybe use a friend.
My number is right there on my card.
You can call me if you want to talk music or whatever. Just in a friendly way.
"HankMed." You're a doctor?
No. I'm who the doctor works for.
So, you didn't hear from Boris personally when he made the donation?
Nope.
Yeah, I've been trying to reach him.
You can't just go next door and knock?
No, he's gone. And he hasn't responded to my messages.
Hank, um, is there something wrong? With Boris?
Why do you ask?
Hank! I think we're about to hug.
HANK: We are?
I don't see any way around it.
You're a good man. I would like to bridge the divide that's separating us.
It's feeling bridged as we speak.
(SOFTLY) What the hell are you doing here?
Let's open that present, huh?
TUCKER: Yeah.
Wow. Fancy wallet.
Actually, it's a passport cover.
Tucker and I are headed off to the Serengeti for a two-week safari.
Just you and me?
You, me, the roar of the lions,
the silence of the giraffes, and the laughing of the hyenas.
(IMITATING HYENA)
(LAUGHING)
That sounded just like a monkey.
No. A monkey sounds like this.
(IMITATING MONKEY)
(CHOKING)
(GLASS SHATTERS) LIBBY: What's happening?
Tucker? Oh, my God.
What did she take?
I have no idea.
Here. Empty this out for me.
She's barely breathing and her pulse is weak.
Bridget? Stay awake for me.
Tell me what you took. Bridget.
My God. What is she on?
Everything.
We need an attending.
26-year-old. Pulse, thready. BP, 80.
Alcohol on board. Denies drug use,
but her purse was a Walgreens franchise.
Benzos, opiates, barbs and amphetamines. Let's go.
When you said you had a party, Jill, you meant a party.
We have a possible OD here, Doctor.
No withdrawal to pain. Bridget! Can you hear me? Bridget!
You guys ever hear of an ambulance?
Limo service of choice for emergencies.
I can write down the number for you if you'd like.
No gag reflex. I need an intubation tray.
After a nosedive, she regained consciousness
and was alert and responsive till we pulled into the parking lot.
Looks like she slid a few points down the Glascow Scale.
Yeah.
No worries, Hank. I got your back.
Get me a CBC, a CHEM-7, and a DSU-7.
I need a cardiogram and a head scan.
Here you go.
Hey. You want to jump in on the intubation?
Come on. Party girl might appreciate the concierge touch.
Yeah. I don't have privileges here.
I'm not going to snitch on you.
What, are you afraid you're a little rusty? Come on.
Oh, just tube her, Charlie, will ya?
Oh, she's so cute when she's bossy.
Okay. We'll get out of your way.
Her breath smells like acetone. You might want to get an anion gap.
You don't want to miss an obvious ketoacidosis, Doctor.
If you're wondering, I didn't tell him about us.
Then, he's a good guesser.
Knowing Charlie, he asked around.
You know I had nothing to do with hiring him back.
Why do they even want him back?
I thought something went down and he got fired.
No, something went down and I almost got fired.
The hospital loves him. Huh.
No matter how messy things get, Charlie's the guy who always comes out spotless.
But I'm the girl who always gets stuck cleaning things up.
Nice ex, huh?
You're using ex pretty loosely, right?
Hank, he was halfway across the globe.
And now he's back.
Excuse me.
Hey, guys.
Hi.
Is she okay? She will be.
You didn't need to come. You should have finished your birthday dinner.
Dad went to bed.
He passed out, Tucker.
I think Dad's drinking too much.
And maybe doing other stuff.
It's at that point again where I never know how he's going to be.
Up, like he was tonight, or down.
Yeah. He did a stint at Hazelden a few years ago.
He just needs a break.
He needs an intervention.
Yeah, well, Marshall Bryant sitting in a circle of chairs
even if they're Eames chairs, is never going to happen.
But, I was thinking that if you approached him...
You know, as a doctor...
Without saying that it was Tucker's idea.
Wait. Your dad would listen to me?
Yeah. You stood up to him.
And no one does that. And I think he respects it.
MARSHALL: I told him to check the rods.
You wanna be sure she's never been rebuilt.
See that? Yeah.
MARSHALL: Yeah, see that down there? That's what I'm talking about.
Hi. I hope I'm not interrupting.
Oh. Someone has to. When he gets started on front-engine Ferraris,
I clear my schedule for the day.
(LAUGHS) I'm here to check on Bridget.
The hospital said they discharged her.
I discharged her, too.
It was poor judgment to hire her.
And worse to bring her to Tucker's party.
It's cool, Dad. You've already apologized.
Does anyone want some iced tea?
Or something a bit stronger, Doc?
No, thanks.
A little early in the day. For me.
Well, I'm glad you stopped by.
Tucker needs immunizations for Kenya.
Think you could hook him up with that?
Can't Dr. Fitzsimmons handle it?
You saw that some of Bridget's pills had my name on them, huh?
Most of them. Prescribed by Dr. Feelgood Fitz, who I checked up on.
If you have an accusation, make it.
No accusation. An observation.
Last night, your pupils were saucers. Today, they're pin points.
So?
So, you're mixing uppers and opiates
and chasing them with alcohol.
That's bad news. We should be very worried about me.
Well, the good news is, you still have options.
You haven't destroyed your liver yet, you're a man with resources...
And you're a man seeking resources.
That's not what this is about.
No?
Look, if you want to make a change...
I don't.
And never mind about the immunizations.
Once again, Hank,
you're fired.
Stop by again. We'll go for the hat trick.
(TECHNO MUSIC BLARING FROM CLUB)
You and me should be friends. I mean it. Just only friends.
Why don't we just become friends?
I really think that we should be friends.
I'm a really good listener.
Plus, my BFF just became my frenemy.
Love your necklace, by the way.
You could do my nails.
We could play Cranium or something.
Do you like Atari?
What do friends do when it's a guy and a girl? You know.
You know, they probably don't make out, right?
That's not, like, a friendly game. So...
Oh, no. Sorry. Sorry. Just waiting for something.
Can I help you?
Actually... Hi. Sorry, I was here.
Hi.
(LAUGHS)
(TECHNO MUSIC BLARING)
What is that?
I made you a CD.
No, you didn't.
My favorites.
Oh, my God. Thank you. That's so cool.
How do you say friends in Polish?
(SPEAKING IN POLISH)
(CAR HONKS) I've got to go.
You know what? What are you... What are you doing tomorrow?
Uh... It's my first day off. Nothing. I'm sleeping.
Do it with me.
The nothing part. Obviously not the sleeping part.
We could hang out. Like, go to the beach.
I have a boyfriend. He works here.
Perfect. All of us. We can all be...
(CONVERSING IN POLISH)
Yeah, that.
Sure. Yes?
Yes. Cool. High five.
Sorry, that's an American joke. We can hit. Bam!
(LAUGHS) Okay. Cool. See you.
(LAUGHS) Bye.
Thanks for coming.
How is he doing?
He's okay.
Hey, Tucker. I'm glad you called.
As a hemophiliac, you just can't take chances.
Well, it looks like it's just...
Internal bruising. Yeah.
I broke out the factor Vlll right away.
No other injuries? Soreness? No.
Nice work on the IV, by the way.
You called him?
No. I did.
I thought you said you were all right.
I am. I told her not to call.
No. You should be examined.
He slipped rushing down the stairs.
LIBBY: Yeah, trying to get out of here.
I would have been taking them two at a time. Three at a time.
Libby. Easy on the saber-rattling.
It's true.
We had an argument. Tucker didn't want me to drink.
Is there any bleeding?
No. He's okay.
He's lucky. He could have been hurt.
That's the last thing I'd ever want.
I'll live, Dad. It's over.
HANK: Okay, Tucker. You know the drill now.
Yep. Monitor swelling. Plenty of ice.
But as your friend and a doctor,
I can't let you spend the night in a high-risk environment.
He can stay at my place, Hank.
HANK: Okay. I'll give you both a ride.
That's not necessary.
Yes, it is.
Come on. Get whatever you need, Tucker.
So, I need your help.
Does it involve a paternity test, an arrest warrant
or a hit man?
(SCOFFS) No, not this time, no.
Then what's up?
Well, I'm taking this girl to the beach.
Uh. But just as a friend.
Go on.
That's it.
I'm not seeing the issue.
I've never had a female friend before.
And I... You know, I chalked it up to my basic philosophy of
"To know me is to want me." You know. And to want a woman to be my friend only?
Like, that just doesn't compute. It feels unnatural to me.
Like, how... Like, how... How do you do that?
All right.
You know how people who don't like public speaking are told to...
Picture people naked? Yes.
Yes, so as not to be intimidated. Uh-huh.
Exactly. Okay. So, you try the opposite.
Picture her as someone who is intimidating and totally non-sexual.
A professor. A cop.
A giant spider.
Still? It was just a movie and you were, like, nine.
Believe me, I've tried to erase that image from my mind.
But it's just stuck in there really good.
Amazing advice. I'm going to try that.
You do that.
Hey. Can I help you?
I was looking for... Dr. Lawson.
Mr. Bryant.
Sorry to just show up like this.
No. Not at all. Come on in.
Mr. Bryant. Wow. How are you doing?
Hi.
Please, have a seat.
(DOOR CLOSES)
So, did you...
The irony is
that in college, I was clean and sober.
I watched my own father drink until he passed out.
I swore I would never be like that.
And then, Tucker was born and diagnosed.
I'm not proud to say I didn't handle that very well.
So, you started self-medicating.
Mostly keeping it under control.
Occasional binges, but I always was able to keep it from Tucker.
And last night?
That was a new low. I had some pills delivered.
If I had hurt Tucker...
You did. You are.
And trying to hide so he won't see you like you saw your dad doesn't work.
He's 17 now.
And you've only got a couple more years
before you lose the chance to connect with him.
Maybe for good.
I need to get clean, Hank.
Great.
You ready to start now?
(EXCLAIMING)
(LAUGHING)
I love the beach.
Can you believe it's only my first time?
It's better than in the movies.
Wait, this is your first time at any beach in your whole life?
I'm a city girl. Krakow.
The closest beach is 700 kilometers from my home.
That's insane. Well, that's cool. Enjoy my beach.
Actually, if you look, it's famous for its...
Double dunes. Ana.
Um, what movies have you been watching?
My girlfriends once went to the beach at Szczecin
and pretended it was the French Riviera.
Well, that's cool.
I feel like I should pretend that I'm somewhere else right now.
I'm a natural.
Yes, you are. You're a complete natural.
Um, so, do you go to school and study with, um, professors?
Yes. For my Master in Accounting.
Wait a minute. I'm an accountant.
(EXCLAIMS IN POLISH)
An actual accountant?
Certified public and everything.
Wow! This is crazy!
Yes, it is. It's very, very crazy.
We should date together sometime.
Okay, look. Ana...
My boyfriend and your girlfriend.
My girlfriend?
The Indian woman who you were with?
Oh, no. Divya? No. She's...
You'll make up. You're so cute together.
You know, Ana, um, you should really put something on.
Just because... It's not that it's making me uncomfortable and anxious.
It's just that the sun on your fair skin. It's just making me,
you know, excited. Worried is the word I'd use, really.
Um, and you're also a police officer. And a giant spider.
TUCKER: Wow, Dad. That is really awesome.
Well, Hank deserves credit for leading me to water.
Hey. I can lead the horse, but I can't make him drink.
Or not drink.
You know what I'm saying. Um...
I'm sure we can find a good facility in the area.
Actually, I'm ahead of you on this.
I've danced around this decision for a while.
I've looked at all the options
and I have found the right fit.
Ultra Rapid Detox?
They do the whole thing under anesthesia.
The meds they give you provide an accelerated withdrawal.
Six, eight hours later, when you wake up, the worst of it's passed.
Yeah, I'm not seeing their accreditation on this.
Or what hospital they're affiliated with.
I spoke to them.
They can have their anesthesiologist here tomorrow.
We'll do the whole thing right here. At home.
You can be at home the whole time?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.
You don't want to go under anesthesia outside a medical facility.
There are too many risk factors.
One guy with an IV can't handle every contingency.
Which is why I want you to supervise. Act as my general contractor.
Yeah. That sounds like a good idea.
No, it doesn't.
Look, they don't spell out what they give you to "accelerate withdrawal,"
but intensifying the process of yanking opiates off receptors could be torture.
Which is why they knock you out.
Do I sense some disappointment here, Hank, that I won't be awake and suffering enough?
(LAUGHS)
No. No one wants you to suffer.
Of course not. But this sounds like a short cut.
Well, short cuts get you where you want to go.
They can also get you lost.
One long weekend and I am back in action. Okay?
There's no disrupting my life.
You need to disrupt your life.
The allure of a quick fix is what got you addicted in the first place.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I am not some junkie
who needs drugs to get through the day.
I am a guy who got in over my head, and with a little help,
I am getting out. That is, if you will help.
Hank?
Of course I will. But not this way.
I'll find another route.
Dad's finally willing to do this, and you're deserting him?
I'm not deserting him, Tucker. I'm trying to save him from himself.
Dad does things his own way.
You're turning this into some weird turf war over who has the better plan.
Look. His plan isn't flawed. It's dangerous.
Yeah, well, now, he's going to back out of the whole thing.
Look. I will find an alternative and come back
with an admission lined up and a bed waiting.
Oh, great. Thanks, Hank, for nothing at all.
There you go.
Thanks again for seeing me.
Yeah. You sounded upset.
I have something to tell you that might surprise you.
More than you having a husband?
Okay. Tell me.
It's about Boris and his check to the clinic.
I did something unorthodox.
And it wasn't to curry favor,
but I did know that I was helping a wealthy guy.
Helping him how?
I discarded his blood sample.
The one that you wanted to run tests on?
Yeah. I know the one.
It disappeared from the lab because I made it disappear.
I'm sorry. Isn't it a hospital administrator's job to make sure things don't disappear?
Boris had privacy concerns. And eventually,
the sample would have been routinely discarded anyway.
But your lab didn't have a record of it being discarded.
Because I didn't record it.
Oh.
Is Boris sick?
I know that you have to respect his confidentiality.
But I'm not breaking confidentiality because I don't know anything.
It's why I need to do more tests. But, yes.
I'm afraid he might be sick.
I told myself that I was helping a friend.
Then this check arrived and I felt like...
I don't know. Like I was being paid off.
But for what? And why did he disappear?
I don't know.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Sorry.
What's up, Tucker?
No. Okay. Yeah. No. I'll be right there.
I have to... Go.
We'll talk later. Yeah.
He went through with it. When I got home, some doctor already had him anesthetized.
And this doctor left? He seemed really nervous.
And after I called you, he took off.
No pulse.
He's just lying there.
HANK: Clear!
(MONITOR BEEPING)
Sinus rhythm. Okay. That's good.
(EXHALES)
What happened?
That anesthesiologist probably gave him a bad mix of meds.
Hey. Wait. No. If he wakes up in a hospital, he's just going to check himself out.
And there goes his detox.
Yeah. And our relationship.
Okay. I'll stick with him here. But only as long as he's stable.
Any abnormality in his vital signs, and we call 911.
Okay.
Compazine, Flexeril, and Xanax standing by.
Are you changing the IV?
No.
We don't know what was piggybacked. Let it run out.
Titrated clonidine?
Yeah. Stand by with a patch.
We don't want him hypotensive. It's going to get worse before it gets better.
Marshall. Can you hear me?
Leave me alone! Leave me alone! Get away!
I'm okay.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
I know. I can hear you. Hold on a sec.
Ana? It's the middle of the night. Are you...
Okay. Okay. Okay. Look, I just want to be your friend, okay?
No. I need to see the doctor.
Well, he's not home. Why? What's wrong?
I'm blue!
What?
What do we do?
We call the doctor.
Hi. Why are you still here? There's no graveyard shift for administrators.
I have a budget review tomorrow, and I am way behind.
Oh. Well, I heard about your clinic donor.
Congratulations.
What's this?
A placemat from Chewy's.
From the night you first got the idea for a clinic.
Remember? You started penciling all the stuff that it would take to start one?
And you kept it? Mmm-hmm.
'Cause you said it would never happen. And I said it would.
I love being right.
Well, you're not right yet. I haven't even deposited the check.
Well, don't wait. In this economy, gold can turn to rubber.
Yeah, but I think the money may have come from a tainted source.
So? Welcome to the world, Jill.
In my experience, the first rule of charity work,
never stare a funding source in the mouth.
So, the end justifies the means?
If it helps the people who need it? Yeah, I say it does.
It's what we're both dedicated to, Jill.
It's what brought us together.
Evan has a patient, a friend, who he says needs help.
Evan has a friend?
Well, at this hour, one can only imagine.
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
HANK: Go ahead. Go see what Evan needs. We're fine here. I think the worst is over.
Okay. If you're sure.
I am positive.
Thanks, Divya. Later.
How long has he been out?
Half an hour.
So, I'm guessing one doesn't really go through all of that from occasional use.
Yeah. Probably not.
What do I do when he wakes up?
Oh, don't worry. I'll be here.
No. I mean, we can't pretend like everything's okay anymore.
How do I face him after this?
Look, this has been tough on both of you.
But he loves you.
If it weren't for you, he may never have tried this.
He is trying.
And he's the only father you'll ever have.
That's worth fighting for. So don't give up on him.
Not yet.
She's at 99%.
She is?
What? Is that bad?
Well, no. I mean, it's good.
But I thought she was cyanotic.
Cya-what?
In need of oxygen. But her levels are fine.
Have you been around any chemicals?
Just men who think the more cologne they wear, the more handsome they are.
That wouldn't do it. Have you been anywhere?
You know, done anything outside your norm recently?
The beach! I took her to the beach.
She's never been to a beach before.
Okay. Let me see your strap line.
I didn't wear a top.
Of course not.
No. She wore bottoms. Show her your bottom.
Hmm...
Are you taking any medications?
Largactil. Since I was young.
I've never heard of it. Let me look online.
What was it prescribed for?
The doctor said I was too active.
Hyperactive?
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
Oh, my gosh. Chlorpromazine. Largactil is the European name.
What does that mean? You still take it?
Shouldn't I? Is she allergic?
No. Photosensitive. With this medication, there can be a side effect.
Overexposure to the sun can turn you blue.
Forever? No.
Can you stay out of the sun?
Yes.
Usually, I do. I work at night and sleep most days.
Which is why it never happened before. Okay?
Your skin should return to normal.
And Hank can get you a consult to reevaluate your meds.
Ah! My boyfriend will be so grateful.
Boyfriend? Really, Evan?
Oh, no, Divya. It's actually not like that at all.
We are friends.
No closed doors. Remember?
A man can't have a little privacy?
Not yet. Not when bathrooms are the perfect place to stash and use.
Okay.
Hank.
Missed that one. Thank you.
Thank you, Hank.
Okay.
We're going Hank-less. We can't.
Oh, yeah. But it's HankMed.
Besides, we don't have a quorum.
Um, a quorum typically denotes a majority,
and that is exactly what we have. So...
Oh, look! If it isn't the man of the hour.
So close.
Where have you been, young man?
Don't let me sleep for more than two hours.
I'm driving Marshall Bryant to a rehab in Connecticut later.
What, is Tucker watching him now?
Libby, too. Like a pair of hawks. Very precocious hawks.
Please, Hank. You can't sleep. It's staff meeting time.
Evan, staff meetings make me want to go to sleep when I'm not tired.
I know, but...
(GRUNTS)
Oh, by the way. That girl I asked you for the advice about?
Took her to the beach,
and though I was completely just trying to be friends with her,
she took her top off because she's, like, Polish, and she turned blue.
Like, literally. Her entire body turned blue like a filthy Smurfette.
You went to the beach with a naked blue girl?
She turned blue afterwards, actually.
Okay. I'm clearly hallucinating. Good night. Good morning. And good luck.
Don't leave me here alone with him! Please!
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)
All right, Divsie. It's you and me. So, let's turn to the...
Hey, Ana. How are you? You're looking better.
Evan, this is my boyfriend, Lance.
Hey. I remember you from Tangerine. How you doing, man?
All right. That's apparently not too great.
This is him?
I told you there's nothing to be jealous of.
Something happened. Baby, you are blue almost everywhere.
I know you cheated on me.
Cheated? Me, cheated?
No, no, no, no, no. No. No cheating, whatsoever. We are just friends. Right?
ANA: Yes.
I saw how you checked out those women at the bar.
Yeah. ANA: Lance, it's true.
Besides, he has a girlfriend.
Her.
You're his girlfriend?
Yes. Yes. I am.
You and him. Mmm-hmm.
And I was at the beach.
Where, aside from some chlorpromazine-induced photosensitivity,
nothing happened. Nothing happened.
You two don't even belong in the same room together.
So are you going to tell me the truth, or do I have to light you up?
ANA: No, no. Lance, don't light him up. You'll crunch him.
What's it going to be?
Please. Not my face, okay? Just...
(CLEARING THROAT)
Would you like more detailed proof, my friend?
Women. You're all crazy. Come on.
Sorry about that.
Maybe when he gets to know you better, we can all be friends?
I would love that. We'd love to be his friend.
Yeah.
(CONVERSING IN POLISH)
LANCE: Ana! Come on! I'm coming, baby.
Wow. Well.
Well, well, well, well, well. So, it looks like I found my female friend.
Admit it. There is no way you would have kissed me if you didn't care.
As a medical professional, it's my job to keep people healthy.
Okay. So...
You're saying you didn't enjoy that? Not even a little bit?
I don't mix business with pleasure.
You're early.
Just 'cause I'm a doctor doesn't mean I have to keep people waiting.
Is that all you're bringing?
Actually, there's been a change of plan.
This is headed to Kenya, not Connecticut.
Marshall.
I promised Tucker a two-week safari.
I am keeping my word.
The drugs are barely out of your system.
I'm postponing, not canceling.
Look. If you don't enter a structured rehab, chances are you're going to relapse.
How? By scoring oxy from a wildebeest?
The Serengeti will be healing for me. For him. For us.
I'm all packed. Ready to go.
Great. I'll call the pilot.
What?
You don't like this, do you?
The safari should wait, Tucker.
His best chance is to keep up the momentum and go to rehab today.
Yeah, but Dad does things his own way.
And besides, I thought about what you said, and you were right.
He's trying. And I'm not ready to give up on him.
You don't have to go.
MARSHALL: Tuck, you want to give me a hand, here?
Tucker...
Yeah, Dad. I'm coming.
Hey. You got a minute?
Uh... Yeah. What's up?
Do you know anything about this? It's from Boris.
No. Boris hasn't returned any of my calls.
I want to know what's going on.
Yeah, I have questions myself.
Do you want to come to New York with me? Tonight?
Tonight? Uh...
We can be there in a few hours. I just feel like it's now or never.
Hank, is this about Boris?
Or is this about us?
Hey. I got just what the hospital administrator ordered.
Hey, Hank.
Hey. Smells good.
Yeah. Chewy's to go.
It's even better when you eat it right there, sitting on the water.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm a big fan, as well.
Well, I'd... I mean, I'd ask you to stay,
but I don't think there's enough clams to go around, you know?
Oh, no, no. I got to get going.
All right. Well, I'll see you later, Lawson.
Yeah. Yeah. See you later.
So... I have to work tonight.
But, good luck. I'll...
Thanks. You, too.
(SCOFFS)
Oh, wait. Toss me the keys?
What did you forget? My passport.
No, I got it. I packed it with mine.
Oh. Cool. No. No. It's in my carry-on.
What? No. It's in here.
You always... You always put them in here.
Oh, right. Okay. Let's do it. Come on.
Why do you want the jacket so bad?
Tucker, come on.
(RATTLING)
Dad, no one really shoots on film anymore.
(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Tucker.
Okay.
Get in the car. I'm driving. Hank was right.
Come on.
It's called the Simon Ranch in New Canaan, and they're expecting him.
HANK: If you want to hold on, I can get you...
Oh, don't sweat it. I have GPS.
I'm proud of you, Tucker. How did you talk him into it?
I told him what I really wanted for my birthday.
So, for once, Dad's doing things my way.
TUCKER: Thank you, Hank. You got it, Goose. Good luck.
Boris. What's going on?
I've been trying to reach you.
Hank.
I know you think you've come to save my life, but as it turns out,
I may be saving yours.