EVAN: Previously on Royal Pains...
HANK: Mr. Gardner is stable.
So, how about today we save two for the price of one?
NIKKl: You let a billionaire hospital trustee die on your day off.
The Gardner family managed to pull a few strings
and have me blackballed at every Level I trauma center in New York.
Stay in my guest cottage. Be my concierge doctor.
You have a shark in your basement.
BORIS: This animal was meant for research.
Are there any human medical implications to your research?
Uh, well, your CPK is slightly elevated, but that's no real cause for concern.
Boris alters his vaguely medical research plans when he gets his blood results.
Then, the blood mysteriously vanishes from the lab.
Is Boris sick?
I know you think you've come to save my life, but I may be saving yours.
Save my life? I'm not the one who's sick, Boris.
Tell me what's going on.
It's come to my attention that the Gardners intend
to pressure the state licensing board to revoke your credentials.
They're after my license now? Mmm.
It's not enough to blackball me from New York City's hospitals,
take all my money and run me out of town? How do you know?
Your name came up in my business here.
What business?
A business that just happened to come up after you overreact
to a moderate CPK spike
and then have your blood removed from the lab?
I have obligations all over the world, Hank.
You have an illness, and I need to know what it is to be your doctor.
You're an ER doctor, Hank, not a diagnostician.
We all diagnose.
Not if you don't have a license.
The Gardners are not getting my license. There was no negligence.
I didn't do anything wrong.
Well, that won't matter much, will it,
if they curry favor with the board?
Do not underestimate these people, Hank.
Trust me.
I'm good. I'm fine. I didn't get my requisite nine hours, but I'll survive.
So, how's Boris' New York pad?
I'm picturing, like, a cramped fourth-floor walk-up.
Yeah. It's a few floors higher than that.
That's so funny. In my mind,
I'm picturing you in, like, a giant airship,
being waited on hand and foot
and eating, like, a lavish breakfast served on fine china.
You know what, Evan? Don't be ridiculous.
Anyway. Uh, so, I've seen Boris.
Really? How is the old boy?
Did he bring his pet shark with him?
Oh, let me guess, you can't talk about it
because it's doctor-patient confi-blada-blada.
You're honestly becoming no fun to talk to, you realize that?
All right. Find my lawyer's phone number, will you?
I can't find it in my phone.
I'm sure his business card is lying around there somewhere.
Henry. I thought you went back to New York to do things with Boris
you're not allowed to tell me about.
You never mentioned anything about laws, lawyers and lawsuits.
It's nothing. It's nothing.
I just want to check in with him while I'm in town.
All right. I'll text it to you.
Thank you. Are you sure you and Divya can cover today?
Oh, my God. I still can't believe you're not going to be here for this.
This is a giant fish, Hank.
Like, this is bigger than Boris' giant fish.
This is the Loch Ness monster of fishes.
Yeah. I'm all broken up.
Yeah, you will be, once you find out who this is.
This is the biggest, wealthiest, most exclusive client we've ever had, by far.
Really? Okay. I'll bite. Who is it?
I have no idea.
Whoever he or she is,
they are so famous that we can't even find out till we get there.
How awesome is that? And they've already cut me a cashier's check
that literally made me tear up a little bit.
Control yourself. Goodbye, Evan. Mmm.
EVAN: So this mystery boss of yours must be into sailing?
BRYAN: There she is.
This is the boat? No, it's not. Mmm-hmm.
Wow, this is what you call a water toy?
(LAUGHS) Oh, man. You should see the mother ship. It's gigantic.
It's like the Enterprise at sea.
Makes this thing look like a...
Like something you play with in the bathtub.
(LAUGHS) Oh. Well, the scale's about right, so, uh...
(BRYAN LAUGHING)
I like this guy. Yeah. This guy likes you.
This is definitely a boil that needs to be lanced,
and I have what I need to take care of it.
Great. Just sign this non-disclosure agreement and we'll head out.
All right. I don't need to sign any additional documents.
(STAMMERING) You don't know my boss. I hardly know him, and...
Well, we should get to know him. Right, Divya?
He... Oh. Him. So, it's a guy. Interesting. So, that narrows it down.
I'm not signing anything until I speak with the patient.
And you will. He's on the main boat. I have to take you out there.
The mother ship? So we would see the mother ship? Oh, bless you. Bless you.
Hey. Absolutely not.
But absolutely not. Yes.
We can't sign anything until we discuss it first.
So, just give us one second.
Why can't you just embrace life? Just embrace it.
It's a sailboat. It's a beautiful day.
We're gonna go skimming across this crystal-clear water with Captain Bryan
to see the mother ship. Okay? It's a mother ship.
A quick boil lance and we're home before supper.
Okay. I embrace knowing who it is we're working with.
Okay. Working for.
And do you also read the last page of a mystery novel first?
Are you the kind of person that shakes your presents
to see what's in them before you open them?
Evan. This isn't your birthday gift. This is business.
Well, actually, if you'd seen the check, you'd know it's a little bit of both.
And HankMed does not discriminate
just because a client is a little bit secretive. Ask Boris.
Yeah.
By the way, Bryan, where did you get those Top-Siders?
BRYAN: Want a beer? EVAN: Yeah, I'll have a beer.
(BREATHING DEEPLY)
This is the life, man.
(SPLASHING) Divya,
don't be rude. That was a perfectly good beer.
I don't drink on the job, and neither do you.
You're not... Divya, do not confiscate my beverage.
Bryan, what the hell is this?
Well, this is the water toy, actually. Believe it or not.
Boss told me to tell you that he's sorry and that he can't wait to see you,
and then he said some other stuff that I'm not gonna repeat.
(CHUCKLES) But, trust me, it was pretty funny.
Is she famous?
Yeah, I can't believe he sent the damn dinghy. He knows I hate it.
Why didn't he send the chopper?
(CLICKS TONGUE) The boat is quieter.
Not when I'm through yelling at him. He knows I get seasick.
Well, you actually don't have to worry about getting seasick because
we're HankMed. We specialize in sicknesses of all kinds. Right?
I'm Evan R. Lawson.
I'm the CFO. This is Divya Katdare, she's my physician assistant.
And you are?
Kylie. Uh-huh?
The mistress.
(STAMMERING) You're the what-stress?
Thanks for breakfast, Boris. Delicious.
(BRIEFCASE LOCKS SNAPPING)
Am I intruding? On the contrary.
I'm quite pleased you've agreed to stay.
Thank you, Hank. Mmm-hmm.
I'm doubly pleased you've agreed to accompany me this morning.
(SIGHS)
You can't let go of my hand, can you?
No, I can't.
I'd like to run some tests.
That type of muscle contraction is possible
with myotonic muscular dystrophy.
I've been around that particular road, Hank.
And you've probably talked to motor-neuron specialists,
Parkinson's, ALS.
I've spoken with every specialist in the free world,
and some from parts of the world that aren't so free.
And they can't tell you what it is? No.
Which is why we have to run...
No. My hand is feeling better. Thank you.
Boris, we have to talk about what's going on with you.
Yes, but not now. That's an extensive conversation.
Let's talk about your situation.
You have structured a plan, have you?
I called my lawyer.
I made a few calls, too. I think I can help.
How?
Perhaps best if you don't know.
No. Thank you.
Look, I'll just have my lawyer set up a face-to-face with the Gardner family.
Enough time has passed. I'll just...
I'll just explain it to them.
Explain?
Interesting concept.
KYLIE: Oh, God. I hate sailing.
(SIGHS)
You should sit down if you're feeling nauseated.
(CHUCKLES) Oh. I appreciate your medical advice,
but I find that a little bit of Dom does the trick.
It doesn't. You should have some water.
(SIGHS) We're surrounded by water. I'm sick of it.
Why couldn't I have met a nice, rich, married guy with
a fleet of jets?
Well, nobody's perfect.
At this stage of my life, I can't exactly afford to be choosy.
Wait, you can't be more than, what, 30?
Most of them are looking for 20-year-olds on the side.
Ever consider dating a single person?
Who's gonna pay for my loft?
EVAN: This boat is insane. It's got everything.
Yeah.
You know, all I really need
is just a couple sails and the big blue sea.
You know? Grill a couple of fish. Just look at the stars.
Keep it simple.
Keep it simple on a 100-foot yacht?
Whoa. It's like Walden Pond, only with a luxury sailboat.
I could lose the luxury part.
Whoa. Hey. Bite your tongue, man.
You tell him, skinny.
You could, you know, sail a smaller boat if you really wanted to.
But he pays a hell of a lot better, doesn't he?
Not that much better. Trust me.
Okay. Who is this benefactor of yours?
It can't hurt to tell us now.
She reads the last page of mystery novels first, as well. I just...
Oh, he is a man of mystery.
You know all those insanely famous people who lost billions
investing with the guy who stole it and disappeared?
Gary Pastotnik?
I mean, half the Hamptons want his head on a platter.
Yeah, the richest, most powerful half.
That guy single-handedly brought the word "scoundrel" back into everyday use.
(INHALING DEEPLY) That's my Gary.
Wait.
Gary Pastotnik? That guy's, like, Satan, only more evil.
Aside from my therapist, you're the first people I've told.
(SIGHING) He's the client. Yeah.
Well, HankMed is treating a fugitive.
Well, that's just great.
That's great. Happy now? Well...
I don't understand. The money's the same.
Well, actually, no, it's not the same. His money's stolen.
Okay. At the rates you're charging, so is yours.
We all know what we are. Nothing left to do but name the price.
This is why I like to read the last page first.
Here we are.
Good morning. WOMAN: Good morning, sir.
(BOTH SPEAKING RUSSIAN)
Good morning, Elba. Will you join us? ELBA: Of course.
I take it you come here often.
BORIS: I'm required to. I own it.
Watch yourself, Hank.
(THANKING IN PORTUGUESE)
Hey! Miss Divorce Papers!
Are you avoiding me?
How narcissistic are you?
I was trying to get some work done.
Did you tell the process server to fake stomach pains? Because that was so good.
I never saw it coming.
Please just sign them.
Okay.
Really? Every page?
If it will make you happy, yeah.
What's the catch?
Ten minutes of your time.
For what? A surprise.
Don't make that face. You used to love my surprises.
Used to. Past tense.
Ten minutes of your time. I'm going to tell you where and when.
All you have to do is show up.
And then you'll sign the papers?
Every page.
So this is where it came from.
Some of these deposit boxes have been here
since my great-grandfather built the place.
Really? He must have spent a lot of years here.
He died soon after, actually.
Accidental drowning, wasn't it?
I've done some research on the Kuester von Jurgens-Ratenicz clan.
Oh, yes? Yes.
Your father died in an airplane crash in the Andes when he was just 44.
His father died skiing in St. Moritz at 43.
That's just about the age you are now.
Three accidental deaths? They're lies, aren't they?
This thing you have, it's genetic.
And as you've so diligently discovered, Hank, quite fatal.
You've known your whole life.
How it would end? Yes.
Medicine is evolving... Medicine is insufficient.
(SIGHING)
It doesn't have to be.
As a boy, I watched my father get lost in the disease.
He was, uh, larger than life, you know?
Then, suddenly, his muscles failing him.
In a year, his mind, as well.
He signed off a good deal of our resources to, um,
unscrupulous associates.
Declaration of incompetence is a sensitive subject.
Yes.
I'm sorry. I'm just a little confused.
You disappear from the Hamptons.
You're sick, but you won't let me treat you.
Yet, you call me here about my medical license
and now you take me to your bank?
What is going on? Why am I here?
I've grown to appreciate your integrity, Hank.
I want you to do for me what no one would do for my father.
Stay on with me.
Monitor my condition. Manage my challenges.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
I'll give you ample time to decide, of course.
Look. If I agree to do this, and I'm not saying I will,
I will want to know everything.
A complete medical history, the real thing.
What are your measurements, Hank? What? Why?
You're going to need a suit.
A suit?
A meeting has been arranged with the Gardners for this afternoon.
You wanted to face them, now you will have your chance.
I can't believe you got us into this.
Sure you can. I've gotten us into worse.
You saw those zeros on that check and lost all ability to think.
In his defense, it was a lot of zeros.
Look, it wasn't just the money.
Okay, fine. You know what? Yes, money is important to me.
It's what we use to buy food and shelter and bling.
But since we got to the Hamptons, it's been different.
I've been evolving. Into what?
Don't blame him. Gary's made of money. He buys anything he wants.
Look. No offense, buddy,
but I don't think a shout-out from the getaway driver is helping me here, so...
All right. Hey, hey, hey. Look. I did not help him get away.
I just help him sail around now that he's gotten away.
Hey, you're right. It's no different.
(BRYAN CLEARS THROAT)
This is why I didn't want to come.
Why? Because you knew that he was going to be some infamous scoundrel
that was going to tank our reputation? You just knew it?
Because I know that the reality is always disappointing
compared to what you imagine.
(SCOFFS) And at the end of the day,
all that really matters to you is you. Oh, and money.
Well... You were right, Divya.
You were right. That champagne did not help at all.
Sit down. The fresh air will help.
(EXCLAIMING)
What the hell? I hate this frigging boat! This rope...
BRYAN: No, no, no! Don't touch that! Don't touch that!
KYLIE: Whatever!
Wait, don't touch that!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Kylie, don't touch him.
EVAN: You all right, man?
(GROANING) Hey. Oh, my God!
(EXCLAIMING IN PAIN) EVAN: Oh, man.
Bryan, I'm so sorry. EVAN: That looked really bad.
Oh, my God!
What? What is it? Nothing. No, no. It's fine.
Oh, my God. You're lucky you didn't get hurt worse, 'cause that's not that bad.
Kylie, call 911.
But they'll call the feds. Gary will kill me.
Maybe we should call him. He'll take care of it.
We need the Coast Guard. We need them to help us, too. Now.
(GROANING) Oh, God! What the hell is happening to me?
You're gonna be... You're gonna be fine. Go get my bag.
Oh, yeah.
Okay. The fall broke your ribs.
A segment of your chest detached from the rest of your chest wall.
It's called a flail chest.
That sucks. I mean, it could be worse, though, right?
Why's he breathing backwards?
Backwards? I'm breathing backwards?
Paradoxically. What? He's breathing ironically? What?
DIVYA: The flail segment of your chest is moving in the opposite direction
of the rest of your chest. It's called paradoxical breathing.
I want to breathe forwards. Make me breathe forwards.
We're going to do everything we can, okay? You'll be just fine.
His chest is going in and out.
Stop it. Stop. All right? Going in and...
He needs mechanical ventilation, maybe surgery.
I mean, things we can't do.
We can't do. That means he's going to die.
That means that we're... I can't die. Divya, I can't die.
I've never been in love. I haven't been on The Apprentice yet.
(STAMMERING) I can't... Evan, stop it.
Evan, you are freaking out.
I know. What am I supposed to do?
We're in the middle of the ocean.
(SHUSHING) The captain's chest is a paradox.
And you just said we can't do anything. What am I...
Listen. I said we can't do certain things.
Fortunately, Bryan is conscious and he's breathing on his own.
Okay. So what we can do is, we can remain professional
and we can keep him comfortable until help arrives. Yeah?
Yeah, I can do that. Stay professional, Evan.
I know. I know that it hurts,
but I'm going to take care of that. Hold him still.
(EXCLAIMING) EVAN: I've got his head.
Okay. Sorry, dude.
The Coast Guard is asking us where we are.
(SIGHING)
Okay. I'm here. Let's get it over with.
(CHUCKLING)
What's going on?
Think.
I don't have time to play games.
You know, I don't think they've even painted this room since then.
Since when?
You need me to jog your memory for you? Okay.
You were lying right here, craving a cheeseburger, onion rings, red Jell-O,
and, oh, yeah, a chocolate shake.
(SIGHING)
You want me to sign them?
Your shoulder was nasty after that surfboard jammed into it.
I visited you here every day.
In fact, I think I was the only person in the history of health services
that looked forward to visiting the hospital.
(SIGHING)
You have eight minutes left.
Now, both of us know, the chocolate cravings...
(LAUGHING)
...that was just an excuse to get your brother out of the room.
Right. Because no patient has ever craved chocolate in a hospital.
Oh, come on. You weren't trying to get rid of Josh?
No. I wasn't. Mmm-hmm.
Okay, maybe a little.
I know you still love me, Jill. I can see it in your eyes.
(SIGHS)
It's over, Charlie.
I still have six minutes left!
Hello? Hello?
Hi. Do you have a second?
(CHUCKLES) Do I have... Uh, yeah. I was just calling you.
No, I called you.
Okay. Um. Did you find Boris?
Yes. Well, is he okay?
That's a complicated question. I'm not sure of the answer.
And unfortunately, that's about all I can say.
So, how's New York?
Do you remember the Gardners?
As in "got you fired" Gardners?
Yeah. Apparently, that wasn't good enough.
Now they want my medical license.
You didn't do anything wrong.
I've learned that doesn't always matter. I'm about to meet with them.
Well, good, Hank. Just talk to them, human being to human being.
I would, I'm just not sure they are human beings.
Well, then, just be Hank.
That I can do.
So, I'll be thinking of you. And, uh...
Yeah. Hey, break a leg.
At least that I'd know how to fix.
Thank you.
Yeah. All right, the Coast Guard wants to know our heading.
What's a heading?
Bryan, what's our heading?
196. At 15 knots before we lost the sail.
He said 196, 15 knots.
Hey, Gumby. Are you going to turn Gary in? Or, more importantly, me?
Did you just call me Gumby? No, not you. Um...
Okay, they're having trouble finding a signal from the boat.
There's a scrambler. It was masking our location from satellites.
The satellite? What... What happened? What happened? What happened? Divya.
Okay. He said that there was a scrambler or something, and then he just passed out.
He has a tension pneumothorax. Okay, come help me.
No. I'm trying to get us found.
I'd prefer this job to one involving blood.
What does that mean? His lung has collapsed,
and I need to relieve the pressure or it will stop blood flow to the heart.
Okay. So, his lung has collapsed, she said. Oh, my God.
(YELLING IN PAIN)
(COUGHING)
Sorry about that. Welcome back.
Hey, Kylie. Cut one of the fingers on this, okay?
Then cut the tip off, all right? So it makes a tube shape.
This isn't worth the loft.
Kylie, I am trying to inflate his lung. Just do it.
You have to do it, Kylie. This is a sign.
I knew there was a reason why we weren't making it to the big ship.
I should end it with Gary.
Yeah. You should end it with Gary.
No, this is just a situation here. It's hard to explain.
She's, uh... She's using K-Y Jelly on a rubber glove, and...
I'm not a medical guy. I don't know. She's... She has an elastic band.
I just heard a hiss. Hold on a sec. That inflated his lung?
For now. Okay, how long before the Coast Guard gets here?
She wants to know how long. They're working on it. Thank you.
We can't wait. I need to stabilize his chest wall
before he damages his lungs further or becomes hypoxic.
And I thought my life sucked.
So, yeah, you don't know where we are, right? Okay, great.
So, just to remind everybody, we're on a boat in the middle of nowhere.
So, what exactly are we going to need for that?
We need Hank.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Thanks.
Hello. I'm Dr. Hank Lawson.
Dr. Lawson. We're part of Mr. Kuester von Jurgens-Ratenicz's team,
and he suggested that we accompany you to this meeting.
(STAMMERS) I told Boris I would do this on my own.
Well, that's not necessary. They saw us and realized what they were up against,
and so they already put a deal on the table.
What... What kind of deal?
Well, you apologize for your actions on April 28, 2009...
Uh-huh... and take full responsibility
for the death of Clayton Hale Gardner.
Mmm-hmm. And the family is willing to discontinue the case
pending before the licensing board.
And what did you say to them?
Dr. Lawson, do you want this to go away or not?
So, all I have to do is take responsibility?
One tiny concession.
Yeah. Not so tiny for me.
Dr. Lawson...
I saved a kid's life. I'm not about to admit fault where there wasn't any fault.
It was a bad day. A bad heart. That, I'll tell them.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Evan?
Okay. I have to take this. What about the meeting?
Right now, this is more important. Yeah.
Yo, can you get online, like, right now?
HANK: Uh, let me see. Hold on.
Do you have a laptop? Yes. Why?
I need it. Look, it's a medical emergency.
Evan, I'll be with you in a sec. Yeah, hold on.
Thanks. This thing have a camera? Yeah.
Okay. Excuse me, everyone. I'm going to need to use this room. Thank you.
It's a medical emergency.
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
Ev? Hold on.
Can you see me? Got you. Got you. Hey. Here.
Hey. He has a flail chest and multiple broken ribs.
EVAN: Do you see it? Okay. Yeah, I see it.
EVAN: Look at that.
We need to stabilize his chest wall,
but I don't exactly have a positive end expiratory pressure machine onboard.
Okay. You're going to need to get leverage
to pull the rib cage back to his chest wall. Let me look something up.
You're going to be okay, dude. We're working on it, okay? I promise. Right?
Okay. Good. There's a splinting method you could try.
A pulley system.
But we don't have a pulley system. It's a boat. We're on a boat, Hank.
There's pulleys in the rigging. Extras in the cockpit.
All right. Grab two, and you'll need some weights
and a line to attach his chest to them.
And what should we use to penetrate the chest wall?
Is there any... Is there any fishing gear on board?
I saw a tackle box near the cockpit.
Good. Go get it. Divya, you're going to need something to sterilize with.
There's got to be some alcohol onboard, right?
Plenty. The good stuff, too. I'll get it all. Screw Gary.
Hank, this is Kylie.
Hi. I'm the disgruntled mistress.
Hello. Nice to meet you.
It's because I didn't go to college and I hate retail.
Alcohol. Go get it.
Right.
(BRYAN GASPING)
Hey, there. I'm Hank.
I know you're in pain. We're going to take good care of you.
Okay, what do you need? What do you need?
Okay. All right. Divya, find a place to hang those.
Okay. Over here. What?
You want to move his whole body over there? Yes.
EVAN: Okay, I'm going to grab his legs. KYLIE: Okay.
Thank you. On three. One, two, three.
(BRYAN GROANING)
EVAN: Oh, my God. Okay.
It's going to be okay, man.
HANK: Let's go.
EVAN: Can you see? HANK: Yeah. Yeah. I got you.
Okay. Divya, grab the biggest hooks you can find.
(EXCLAIMS) Oh, my God. Okay.
HANK: Okay. Here we go.
Insert the hook beneath the broken rib.
Remember, the barb on the end will make it hard to pull out.
Divya, you can do this. Nice and steady.
Okay, whoa. Are you sure that's the right spot? Like, how do you know?
HANK: Evan, you're not helping.
Just... I know. I'm...
DIVYA: Bryan, this is going to hurt.
First hook going in.
(YELLING)
Yeah, it's definitely in there.
Yes. I know. There's a scrambler. But...
How big can the ocean possibly be? All right.
I can't get the last hook in. Push harder.
It's not working. All right. Evan, give Divya a hand.
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I can't. I can't.
You do know that this is a medical business that we're in, right?
Yes. Uh, hold on a second. Yes.
Asset balance sheets, me. Jamming fishhooks into people, that's you.
Evan, this isn't optional. It's the last one. Let's go.
Yeah, make it happen already.
Hello? Mr. Coast Guard? Yeah.
This is, uh... This is your fault that I have to do this. Here.
Just pretend that it's a game of Operation.
Put the gloves on.
Yeah, that's a really realistic game.
I'm probably overqualified for this.
(EXHALING) Feel for the rib.
Oh, my God. It's definitely broken and disgusting.
Pierce the skin right above the top rib.
(EXHALING)
Piercing it. HANK: Okay. Evan, you're doing great.
KYLIE: It's in. Now, ride the point of the hook
around the backside of the rib.
Ride the point of the... What the hell are you talking about?
HANK: Evan? Evan? Be careful.
You need to stay close to the rib or you'll tear an artery.
Do not tear an artery, Gilligan.
Okay. Why don't you just say "no pressure," too? That would really help here.
Evan, focus.
Yep. Okay.
BRYAN: Oh, my God. Good. Good.
Follow the curve of the hook.
It's coming. It's coming. HANK: Good.
(EVAN GRUNTS) All right, Evan.
Hank, I'm attaching the hooks to the line.
Okay, great. Run them through the pulley
and attach the weights to the other side.
Good. Good. Now, let them go.
(BRYAN GROANING)
Oh, my God. It's working.
(EXCLAIMS IN DISGUST) Okay.
I'm going to take a nap, throw up
(HELICOPTER APPROACHING) About seven times.
Thank God, they found us.
Hank.
Boris.
Montecristo. One of Fidel's shining glories.
Sounds impressive and illegal.
Yeah, I'll take one.
Tough day?
Yeah. You could say that.
Well, look at the brighter side, Hank.
Diana has decided not to charge you for the use of her laptop.
(CHUCKLING)
While I admire your passion, Hank,
you don't have to do this on your own, huh?
God created lawyers for a reason,
and I can't imagine it was for their joie de vivre.
(CHUCKLING)
Let them help you.
Look, the Gardners are not getting my license. It's just not happening.
As well they shouldn't, but let my team come here, develop a new plan.
Thanks, but what I need is fresh air and some time to myself.
(SIGHING)
Then take my car. Natan will drive you around the park.
If I'm with Natan, I wouldn't exactly be alone.
With Natan, you couldn't be more alone. Believe me.
I'm not going with Natan.
But thank you. I'll see you later.
Enjoy.
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(SIREN CHIRPING)
(INDISTINCT)
(CAR HORN HONKING)
Sorry.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, Divya. DIVYA: We're bringing him in now.
How's he doing?
Stable. Better than I would be,
given that he's being held together by parts of a boat.
(CHUCKLES)
You did good. I'm proud of you.
Listen, this one was a really close one.
I am ready for you to come back, Dr. Hank.
Yeah, I'll be back in a few hours and things will return to normal.
Great. Only, I'm not exactly sure I know what normal is anymore.
Yeah, that makes two of us.
I'm telling you, if I pull through this,
no more scramblers or getaway driver.
EVAN: What do you mean, "if"? No, no, no.
The doctors are going to stitch you right up, man,
and before you know it, you'll be back on the big blue sea.
You're going to be looking up at the stars and grilling up some fish.
Are those fishhooks?
Yeah. Or ribs... Or chicken is also good to grill.
I just got seduced by the yacht and the toys and money.
Yeah, money isn't everything, or so I've been told.
Well, thanks for everything, huh?
Yeah. No, it's... It's, uh... It's what I do.
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah. I need you.
I'm sorry, Boris. Look, I'm going home.
Hank, it's getting worse.
Where are you?
Somewhere in Battery Park.
Okay, look, I'll meet you by the memorial.
No, I can't get there.
Why not?
I'm quite blind.
(BORIS SIGHING)
Can you see anything?
Shapes. It's very blurry.
All right, thank you.
Okay, I'm gonna roll up your shirt sleeve.
That appeared this morning.
Why didn't you mention it? I didn't see the point.
I'm your doctor. That's the point.
It's worsening, yes?
Are you taking any medications?
Because I don't think your sight loss is from your disease.
That rash is emanating from an injection site.
You've lost your vision and have a morbilliform rash spreading across your body.
What are you waiting for, paralysis, death?
I've given myself some injections.
Injections.
The shark. That's what it was for.
You got a shark to harvest its embryonic cells.
Very good, Detective. What were you thinking?
Regulate my immune system, Hank.
Try anything I can.
Then let me help.
Well, to say I'm surprised would be an understatement.
(SIGHING) Well, I did all I could.
Do I have to check them to make sure you signed them?
What do you think?
(LAUGHS) You never change.
You are still just a little kid
who does what he wants, when he wants.
Jill, you're all I want.
Now, you tell me, when I walked through that door,
that there wasn't a part of you that was happy to see me.
It was nice to see you.
You're my wife
and you're the only woman I ever loved.
All right.
The symptoms will diminish as the foreign proteins clear your system.
Till that time, these steroids I'm giving you
will decrease your body's inflammatory response.
How can you be so sure that the symptoms aren't part of my particular condition?
Well, loss of vision, that rash are manifestations of serum sickness,
an immune reaction to heterologous proteins introduced into the body.
The shark cells.
Maybe the muscle contractions are part of that reaction, too.
We won't know until the proteins clear your system.
Where did you get the idea to do that?
There's research going on you have no idea about, Hank.
Boris, you have to stop immediately.
It's not medicine you're putting into your body.
I don't have the luxury to be selective, do I?
For once, Boris, trust me.
It's why you hired me in the first place, isn't it?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(SIGHS)
I can't read that. What does it say?
"Blue skies."
Then it's meant for you.
I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Your medical license, it's safe.
(STAMMERS)
What did you do?
Who's to say I did anything?
Perhaps the Gardners were moved by your idealism.
(EXHALES)
Much as I am now.
You leave me alone, Hank?
Sure.
EVAN: Well, yeah. No. No, I understand.
You're saying how much?
Yeah, I missed you, too.
Divya. Hey.
Hey. How's the captain doing?
Oh, he's itching to get back on the boat, which I take is a good sign.
Great. How are you doing?
Very happy to be on solid ground.
I'm gonna go knock on Jill's door.
All right, I'm gonna try to get your brother off the phone.
Good luck with that.
Well, yeah, sorry about that, man.
Let me call you. Absolutely. Bye.
Shall we?
So that was one of Pastotnik's posse.
And he just said that if we ride the chopper with the mistress
and go and see the big dog, that he'll quadruple the payment.
He will quadruple it.
Okay, Evan, you're not seriously considering doing...
No, no, no. I told him to tell the big dog
that we can't be bought, at least not by fugitives.
You know, if they actually have criminal charges pending, that's a different story.
Evan, are you developing a conscience?
I am constantly evolving, yeah.
So, about before, on the boat...
You were very impressive.
I was? Mmm.
And, uh... And I was wrong.
You were?
I thought you were all about the money,
but apparently you're not.
(BREATHING DEEPLY) So, I'm sorry.
Wow. I don't know what to say.
Then don't say anything,
Gumby.
Why Gumby?
Hey. Hey.
So, how'd it go? I'm not sure.
My license seems to be safe.
Well, that's great news.
Yes, it is, but the lawsuits haven't been dropped, so...
(EXCLAIMS)
Right.
So, how was it being in the city?
Great.
Being back there made me realize this is where I want to be.
It is?
Remember you asked me if I planned on staying past the summer?
I do.
And I'd like to with you.
(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
Right.
Okay, um, here's the thing.
I don't know if I can
be with you
right now.
Oh. Okay, why not?
Because I still have to figure things out with my husband.
Okay. Got it.
(TV PLAYING)
Oh, my God!
Can you just pick a channel?
HANK: I'll pick a channel when I find something worth picking, okay?
How can you know what's good? You're on each channel for, like, two seconds.
There, you happy?
Oh, yeah, that's funny. Oh, that's really funny. Really funny.
I need a beer.
Boris.
Hank.
My family medical history.
Doctor. Uh, Boris, I can't read German.
I never said it would be easy.
See you later, Hank.
Bye.