"WCBS Breaking News:" "New York billionaire Ron Vinetz was involved in a dramatic car crash early this morning." "Ronald Vinetz, known for his lavish lifestyle and outrageous parties, has been flown to Holt Neurosurgical Center where he's presumably under the care of renowned" " neurosurgeon Michael Holt." " Michael Holt and Ron Vinetz have been business associates and close friends for years." "No word yet on Vinetz's condition." "♪ ♪" "There." "Where's my patch?" "It's coming, sir." "While I'm young." "Damn." "Another patch, please?" "I'm sorry, Dr. Holt, it fell." "That's his optic nerve." "Where's my patch?" "It's coming." "That fluid keeps leaking, he dies." "The nerve gets cut, he goes blind." "Where's my patch?" "Yes, sir, it's here, it's here." "Sorry." "Kill that alarm." "Okay." "There." "Close him up." "I'm sorry, sir." "It won't happen again, sir." "♪ ♪" "Dr. Holt, excuse me." "It was an honor to see you at work." "Fire the tech." "♪ ♪" "He's up, he's talking, and it'll take longer for the arm and shoulder to heal than the cranial fracture." "Is that it?" "♪ ♪" "Oh, my God, look out!" "I need signatures." "How's Vinetz?" "Stable and a pain in the ass." "You have an 8:00 a.m. staff meeting, then the two back-to-back gliomas." "Mm." "Madeline needs 15 minutes." "Put her in at lunch." "Can't... you'll be doing a consult with Lacey Sandreski." "Lacey Sandreski." "Lacey Sandreski." "She's 19 years old, ranked number one." "In the last 12 months, she's won Wimbledon, the U.S. Open and the Australian Open." "And if she wins the French, which starts next week, she'll be the youngest woman ever to win a Grand Slam." " What's her consult about?" " Her father wouldn't say." "Just that they need to see you A.S.A.P." "Uh, one more thing." "It's my birthday." " Again?" " Once a year, like everyone else." "Len's taking me to Jean-Luc." "I'm leaving at 6:00." "Jean-Luc is overrated." "Madeline." "I need 15 minutes." "I told him." "Happy birthday, Rita." "Why, thank you, Michael." "When was the accident?" "Yesterday." "I was driving..." "Lacey was in the passenger seat." "Some numb-nuts in front of them just slams on the brakes." "Soltman said it might be an aneurysm?" "I agree; it might be." "But you can't tell?" "Not without running a CTA." "I think I know what an aneurysm is, but could you please explain..." "And what is a CTA?" "A 3D model of the vessels in her head." "An aneurysm is when the wall of an artery expands out like a balloon." "And the danger in that is what?" "How long does it take?" "We're in training." "45 minutes." "We'll work around your schedule." "The bulge weakens the wall, which makes it vulnerable to rupture." "Rita will schedule the test." "Just let her know what works for you, that's what we'll do." "Tell Lacey I look forward to meeting her." "Knock, knock." "Make yourself at home, huh?" "Morning, Randy." "Morning, Dr. Holt." "Your sheets are dreadful." "Mr. Vinetz prefers 1,200 thread count." "Where have you been?" "I've been calling you for hours." "Well, believe it or not, Ronnie, you are not my only patient." "Look at me." "For what I'm paying, I should own you for the day." "Eh, you're confusing me with one of your hookers." "Ah." "Any flashes of light in the eyes?" "Salty taste in your mouth, fluid in the back of your nose?" "No." "No." "When can I go home?" "That depends-- what are you gonna do when you get there?" "What can he do?" "Nothing." "No driving, no drinking, no booze, no drugs, no sex, no work, nothing." "Good God, Michael, why bother saving me?" "Look, I know you think you're the cat with nine lives, but you're not..." "you get one." "You knock that patch loose before the bone heals... you lose it." "Plain and simple." "Got it?" "♪ ♪" "♪ ♪" "Anna?" "Michael?" "What the hell are you doing here?" "Oh, my God." "I live here." "What?" "Hang on." "You move to my city, you don't even tell me?" "Your city!" "Michael, eight million people live here." "I c..." "I can't believe this." "What are you doing, you eating here?" "Uh... yeah, I was thinking about it." "Well, I've got enough for both of us." "Oh..." "Come on over." "We'll eat together." "I live right around the corner." "Don't think about it; just get in." "Come on." "All right." "Well, this is definitely a step up from our place in Alaska." "Low bar." "Oh, yeah." "That was the worst apartment in human history." "Pretty much." "And cold." "Man, it was cold." "Oh, my gosh, you and that heater." "My nemesis." "Beating on it with a wrench all night." "I was fixing it." "I tried to save my wife from getting hypothermia." "Thank you." "It was fun being married." "Fun!" "Exciting, yes." "Fun?" "We had our moments." "All kinds of moments." "And lovely moments." "Anyway..." "So, what lured you to New York?" "I was recruited by a clinic in Alphabet City about eight years ago..." "Clinica Sanando." "Sounds very commie." "It's like the Inuit place, but warmer." "And you didn't call because...?" "I didn't think you'd want to hear from me." "After everything." "Uh, well..." "Anna, I-I..." "Anna, I had to leave..." "I was losing my mind, taking temperatures and wiping noses in that dismal family clinic." "Michael... you didn't leave because of the wiping of the noses." "No?" "No." "You left because you didn't want to be married anymore." "Was that it?" "I'm pretty sure." "For what it's worth, when I got here I realized" "I didn't want to not be married to you, either." "So, what did you do?" "Did you marry someone else?" "I did not." "You?" "No." "You are beautiful." "No." "God, don't leave." "It was wonderful to see you again, Michael." "Thank you for the company." "I'm happy you're happy." "Who says I'm happy?" "Answer that." "I'm going, anyway." "No." "Come on." "Don't go yet." "This is Dr. Holt." "You have a collect call from..." " Milo." " Would you like to accept charges?" "Yes." "Milo, what's going on?" "Where are you?" "Uncle Mike, I'm not sure exactly." "Do you know where the 83rd Precinct is?" "Wha-What?" "It's total police abuse." "All I do is meet up with some kid at a skate park." "And he's, like, "Hey, we're rolling down to Bed-Stuy." "You want to come along?"" "That's brilliant, Milo." "Oh, you follow a gang kid back to his neighborhood." "And then the cops come flying in like Gestapo." ""On the ground!" "On the ground!"" "Nazis." "It's called a gang sweep." "You're lucky that's all that happened to you." "Milo!" "No." "You and I had a curfew growing up, remember?" "What am I supposed to do, handcuff him to a radiator?" " What are you doing?" " You said you're behind on rent." " Yeah, well, I didn't ask for your help." " Yeah, well, how much?" "$900." "But I'm getting paid on Friday." "Thank you, Michael." "You're welcome." "Good night." "Oh." "Guess who I had dinner with tonight?" "Obama." "Anna." "Paul?" "Yeah." "Anna Paul?" "Yeah." "No way." "Yeah." "How is she?" "She's great." "Really?" "You know, beautiful, smart, funny." "Oh... interesting." "You know, the only time you weren't a total jerk was when you were with her, so..." "Work it out with your son." "He's going off the rails." "Dr. Holt, I'm Lacey Sandreski." "Hi." "Nice to meet you." "Just Lacey." "Radiation." "Say this test shows a problem in my head?" "What's the plan?" "There's no point in discussing treatment options without a diagnosis." "We ready to go, Elena?" "Yup, whenever you are." "Hop up on the table." "Take that." "Thanks." "Dr. Holt?" "Mm-hmm." "I'm about to go for a world record that's been held for 58 years." "If you have any idea the kind of mental preparation..." "Lacey, listen to me." "To do what you're trying to do next week in Paris... knock Mo Connelly out of the record books... that's epic." "It's gonna take every ounce of energy you have." "You can't afford to waste it worrying about what-ifs." "So, do the test, go back to training." "When we have the results, we'll talk about what we know." "You sound like my sports psychologist." "You know, being the best at tennis, surgery, whatever... it can't be part of your life." "It has to be instead of it." "I get that." "It's fine by me." "Ron." "You look jaunty." " Nice night?" " What the hell are you doing?" "I'm going home." "Randy's gone to get the car." "No." "No." "No." "No, I haven't discharged you." "Michael, darling, if you want to give orders, get a dog." "Ron, I know you." "You'll get home, check your mail, get an invitation." "Next thing you know, you're on a boat, snorting special K." " I'll behave." " You don't know how to behave." "I have very few real friends, Ron." "I'd really rather not lose one to stupidity." "But I'm ordering dinner from the Four Seasons." "Oh, that zillionaire hotshot on the Knicks is having sciatic pain again." " Excellent." " Knicks lossis our gain." "He's coming in tomorrow." "Mm." "Roll out the red carpet." "Oh, there's a clinic in the Bronx..." "Clinica Sanando." "Get them on the line for me." "Clinica Sanando." "Anna Paul, please." "Who is this, please?" "Dr. Michael Holt." "I'm sorry, Dr. Holt." "Dr. Paul passed away two weeks ago." "Dr. Holt?" "Uh, uh, uh, uh..." "Uh, Ron Vinetz is going home with a nurse." "I want to talk to him twice a day." " Madeline still needs 15 minutes." " Right." "Oh, and, uh, here's what I got on that doctor." "Michael, your sister is here." " I just need a couple of minutes." " Okay." "I've been thinking about what you said about Milo." " Good." " I know this woman." "She's a family therapist, and she's willing to work with us for free." "Yeah." "She said the sessions would probably go better if the primary male in his life was there, too." "Yeah." "Probably." "That's you, Michael." "What?" "No." "Christina, I-I'm not going to therapy with you and your messed-up son." "No." "You're such a jerk!" "What is this?" "Nothing." "Anna?" "Look, you should leave." "Uh, no." "Wait." "I don't get it." "You said you-you had dinner with her." "I didn't have dinner with anyone." "No, you just told me that just last night." "Last night, I took an oxy for my shoulder, and then" "I drank some wine... too much..." "Then your idiot son wakes me up out of a dream I'm having..." " No, that was not the dream." " A dream about my ex-wife." "You said you saw her, that you talked to her." "Yes, it was." "No, no, no." "No, no." "No, you're..." "No." "Maybe her spirit came to you." " Yeah!" "Of course." " No, people do that when they die." "Do you remember my friend, Anton?" "He's a shaman, he knows all about this stuff." "He explained it to me." "He said that when someone dies..." "Shaman, sure." "...and they're not willing to move on, that they attach themselves to someone living." "It's a huge part of his healing practice, dead people in alive people." "He calls it..." "Oh, shoot, what does he call it?" "He calls it something." " It's called..." " Rita, please help my sister." "She's-she's... she just needs help." "This is a cosmic gift, Michael!" "Okay." "There it is." "It's 18 millimeters, in your middle cerebral artery distribution." "Have you been having any vision problems lately?" "No." "Headaches?" "She said no." "Okay." "Hmm." "Well, we have two options." "we bring you in today," "I coil the aneurysm, and we're done." "No way this thing will ever harm you." "Downside is..." "no tennis for three months." "Uh-uh." "Option two?" "We do it after the French." "It's a small risk." "An asymptomatic aneurysm has a one-point-three percent chance of rupture per year." "What if you're in that one-point-three percent?" "25% survival rate." "25?" "!" "Wait." "So if it bursts, there's a 75% chance that she..." "No. 75% of one-point-three." "That's nothing." "If we did do it now then everything..." "Just let the man finish, please." "It's 25%, depending on what?" "Depending on how quickly she's treated." "So, any symptoms of a bleed... headache, eye pain, vision impairment... you need to call me immediately." "Tell you what." "I'll go make history." "Afterwards, we can celebrate by cutting my head open." "How's that sound?" "That sounds like a plan." "I want to finish recuperating on St. Bart's, and Randy says you wouldn't approve, so he's refusing to arrange it." "I want you to tell him I can go." "No." "You can't." "It's an island, Michael." "There's nothing but sand." "Yeah, and booze and drugs and men." "No." "Screw you, then." "I'll arrange it myself." "Yeah, I'd like to see that." "Stay in bed." "My CFO is here." "I'll talk to you tomorrow." " You need 15 minutes." " Now a bad time?" "No." "Now is, uh, perfect." "Loan-out pension forms." "You see this?" " Mm-hmm." " How big of a hit did we take?" "Miniscule." "Be specific." "Our total corporate net worth is down one-point-one percent." "How do you do that?" "Mm, magic." "Legal magic?" "Do not insult me." "That didn't take 15 minutes." "Hmm-mm." "Go home, Doctor." "Good night." "Sorry." "Did I scare you?" "Don't freak out, okay?" "What are you...?" "Two weeks ago, I went for a run." "There were some kids playing." "Their ball went into the street." "Stop." "I went to get it for them." "I thought I looked, but I guess..." "No, stop." "I..." "No, I..." "I-I mean it, stop talking!" "I didn't even see the car." "My head hit the pavement." "It all happened really fast." "I don't even remember if it was painful." "The ball followed me here." "Why, I have no idea." "I know, it's weird." "You okay?" "No." "No." "I need your help." "A lot of people depended on me." "I was stupid;" "I didn't train anybody." "Are you listening?" "I'm sure my staff are completely derailed." "If they can get into my computer, they'll figure it out." "I need you to go there and open my files." "My password's the same as it's always been." "You remember?" "MYMIKE." "M-Y." "M-I-K-E." "Do this for me?" "Michael?" "Morning..." "Michael." "Dr. Sujishi wants you in on his 8:00 a.m. consult." "That's in 20 minutes." "You might want to..." "Cancel my morning." "I have to, uh, check on something." "Okay." "Book me an MRI this morning." " For who?" " For me." "Why?" "Is something wrong?" "It's my own damn machinery, and if I want to use it," "I don't need to ask your permission." "Carmen, I need you to pick up the phone." "Está bien, sí." "Hey, Sanando." "Can you please hold?" "Hey, hey, excuse me." "Excuse me." "Hi, uh, I..." "Spit it out, bro." "I think I might need to, uh, get on your computers." "Finally, man." "Uh, yeah, just come on back." "Just go right through the door." "Mami, you're not sick." "You look like a million bucks." "Okay, I called tech support days ago." "I thought you guys were supposed to be fast." "We just lost our director." "Totally sucked." "We've been trying to keep it all going, but without her..." "I figured if I could maybe get at her files, I could at least book some doctors and maybe pay some bills." "Let's see." "Okay." "Here you go." "Can I get you anything?" "Uh, no, no, I'm fine." "Sanando." "Please hold." "Okay." "Oh, we're good." "Tech support to the rescue, dude." "Now, don't panic, just tell me what happened." "Well, he, he was playing soccer, h-he was fine, then he was on the ground, and he, he was shaking, and his eyes open like this." "O-O-Okay, okay, just let me find you the nearest emergency room." "Don't send her to an ER." "ER is going to make her wait like ten hours, and they won't even take her because she doesn't have insurance." "The kid had a seizure, he needs an MRI." "Go to an imaging center, ma'am, and ask for an MRI." "M-R-I." "Whoa, hang on." "Who are you?" "I'm a neurosurgeon." "I don't work here." "Where's an imaging center?" "I don't know." " Google it." " Which place do you use?" "That wouldn't work." "Why wouldn't that work?" "Because." "Because?" "What are you, 12?" "Man, I got a hundred sick people here." "I'm asking for help with one." "Yeah, y-you're right." "I'm sorry, fine." "Come on by and, uh, I'll do the test." "Okay." "Excuse me, which bus goes to here?" "Hello!" "You missed three patients." "I've had more people yell at me in the past, uh, two hours, not to mention Mr. Zillion-Dollar Sciatica, who has been waiting a half an hour." "MRI." "The rest, hide somewhere." "Uh, the MRI room is booked." "With who?" "You." "Elena's down there waiting for you." "Doctor, my niece... her nose is running all the time." "Did you see?" "Uh, well, just get her some tissues." "Uh, and my other son, the little boy Robert... he says his feet tingle." "Try shoes that fit." "Ma'am, let me get you some coffee." "Um, I'm bringing in Mr. Sciatica." "No, have Garrett check him out." "His appointment is with you, Michael." "I have got to do my MRI." "Have Garrett check him out, do the scans." "I'll follow up with the results." "A reminder, Doctor, not to move at all during the exam." "I know how the machine works." "Yes, Doctor." "How'd it go?" "What are you...?" "Did you open the files?" "You can't just, uh..." "We can't just chat." " Why not?" " Because I don't know what you are." "A hallucination, okay, but... from what?" "Not a brain tumor." "See, my MRI is clear." "Maybe schizophrenia, but..." "You know you're not a schizophrenic." "Okay, then what?" "What are you?" "I told you." "What, so that's-- it's-- you're a...?" "Yeah, of course." "Of course, yeah." "This is, this is funny." "Uh, so how does it...?" "I don't know, I'm not in control." "Uh, it's as if all time is condensed." "I'm with you and then I'm with you and then I'm with you again." "Anna, I'm a doctor." "I can't..." "People put their lives in my hands." "I can't be irrational, I..." "Oh, sorry, Doctor." "I heard your voice, and I thought you were talking to me." "Nope." "Hello?" "Michael?" "Hi." "How are you?" "So, uh... this Anton guy." "Mm-hmm." "Is he a total flake or what?" "Hmm, I don't know." "You'll have to ask him yourself." "Michael, you remember Anton Little Creek." "Brother Mike." "What's going down?" "Uh, nothing." "I just, uh, dropped by." "Heard about your visitor, man." "Right on." "You told him?" "Of course I did." "So, what's up?" "She come back?" "Oh, my God, did she?" "That's what they do." "They get in," " and they do not like to get out." " Uh-uh." "You just feel her, or can you see her, too?" "Oh, he sees her." " So she's reallydug in, huh?" " Mm-hmm." "Sit down." "What do you feel physically?" "Any, uh... any pain, or...?" "Uh... a shoulder thing, but, uh, but that's from surgery." "Worse lately?" "Yes, but..." "Yep, so that's how she got in." "Through my shoulder?" "No, the shoulder's just a symptom." "The problem is the tear in your energetic body." "It's right around here." "He can see it." "Isn't that cool?" "Yep, really cool." "Thank you and good-bye." "Take my card." "I can extract her for you, if you want." "Extract?" "Who?" "It's not a big deal." "Call me anytime, Mike." "I'm always around." "Come on." "Yeah?" "Ron Vinetz was rushed to Beth Israel's ER this morning." "Why?" "Randy said when he got to work," "Vinetz was hung over and groggy." "He'd been drinking." "All right, call his primary-care guy, Neil Hagos." "Got him on hold." "Mike, hi." "Calling about Vinetz?" "Yeah, Neil, what's up?" "Not good." "When they brought him in, he was lethargic." "I just got his labs back." "Positive for meningococci." "What do you have him on?" "Vanco and cefotaxime, but..." "No, no, give him ampicillin." "Mike, we did not get this early." "He was barely conscious when we got to him." "I think you know what that means." "No, Neil." "Give him ampicillin, and put him on an anticonvulsant and keep me posted." "This is Dr. Holt." "Dr. Holt, it's Jill Sandreski." "Jill, hang up the phone." "She has a headache, a really bad headache." "It's nothing;" "she gets one at the start of every tournament." "Okay, where are you?" "In the car, almost at the airport." "No." "Turn around." "Come back." "Oh, my God." "Okay, we need to go back" " to the doctor's office, now!" "Right away!" " No." "Damn it, we are not turning around!" "She's fine!" "Tell him I wasn't asymptomatic." "What, baby?" "I lied." "I was having eye problems." "Don't let her move." "Keep her head elevated." "And get there as fast as you can." "Rita, get the OR ready for an emergency endovascular coiling." "Already done." "And give the EMTs an amp of mannitol and ten milligrams of dexamethasone." "An amp of mannitol and ten milligrams of dexamethasone." "Doctor." "Is he still hurt?" "What else?" "Any other pain?" "My back." "Show me where." "Lift your leg up." "Ow." "Any bed-wetting?" "You peeing in your bed at night?" "Get a lumbar MRI, and get a gadolinium-enhanced study of the conus." "What?" "Dr. Holt would like your other son to have some tests, too." "We're doing a time-out." "The patient's name is Lacey Sandreski, 19 years old... ruptured cerebral aneurysm." "Medical record number is 2-2-2, 4-4-1, 4-6-3." "Procedure is cerebral angiogram and coiling of aneurysm." " Everybody agree?" " Agree." "There." "Got you." "You weren't kidding-  you are really, really good." " There you are." "I need to microchip you." "Do you ever knock?" "We have the other boy's results back." "Tumor of the distal spinal cord at the conus." "Do you want to remove it, or do you want Oscar to?" "You do it." "Why?" "Oscar." "I'll call the mom and fill her in." "Oh, she's not gonna want to hear that from a secretary." " You call her." " You know she doesn't have insurance, right?" "Oh, please!" "I figured." "So, who's covering it?" "You are." "We are." " Are those your children, Michael?" " What?" "No!" "Yeah, just trying to figure out why we're suddenly running this place like a free clinic." "You have an L4-5 waiting in OR Two." "I don't like her." "Yeah?" "Well, without her my life would fall apart." "Excuse me, Dr. Holt, can you tell me when you will do the surgery on Robert?" "No, I'm not doing it;" "Dr. Sujishi is." "But you are the best, that's what everybody says." "Well, Dr. Sujishi is excellent as well." "I taught him." "Knock, knock." "How you feeling?" "When can I play again?" "Completely off for three months." "No tournaments for six." "You can still keep up the fitness training." "You come back next year, stronger than ever." "No!" "I'll be 20 then!" "Mo Connolly was 19 and three months when she won... it's over." "Lacey, listen to me, you came very close to not making it yesterday." "So what?" "What, am I supposed to bring out the champagne, celebrate?" "I was supposed to have my name in the book saying:" ""She was the best."" "I thought you got that." "Oh, I get it." "Robert, are you a soccer fan?" "Got a favorite player?" "Messi." "Messi... oh, he's awesome." "I bet if he was on your team, you'd feel pretty confident, right?" "Well, I'm the Messi of surgeons." "And right now" "I am on your team." "So you don't have anything to worry about." "Everything's gonna be A-OK." "All right?" "Good job." "Michael?" "Yeah?" "What?" "It's Ron." "What about him?" "Yeah, well..." "I operated on the boy." "Benign ependymoma." "Clean and total resection." "Kid's gonna be fine." "Good." "Wonderful." "Thank you." "Hmm." "Did you know him?" "Yes." "I'm sorry." "It's his own fault." "I saved his life, then he goes and does exactly the opposite of what I tell him." "It's okay to feel sad, Michael." "Really?" "Is it okay?" "Good." "No, no." "That's good." "Good to know." "No, I mean, I know these things can be hard for you." "Anna, you haven't seen me in ten years." "You have no idea what's hard for me." "I'm sorry you lost a patient." "He wasn't just a patient." "He was a friend, and he shouldn't have died." "Not now." "Trust me, that's something you can't control." "No." "No, there is a logic, and there are rules, and if just follow them..." "You don't go out, you don't get drunk, you don't knock your patch loose..." "You don't chase a ball into a street." "Anna..." "I can't handle this." "I can't." "Mikey Mike." "Come on in." "Let's do this." "These tools are going to help us bring her into the room." "Go ahead and lay down." "Winds of the South, Great Serpent, wrap your coils of light around us." "Teach us to shed the past the way you shed your skin." "To walk softly on this Earth." "Aw, oh." "Hey, man, you sterilize your way, I sterilize mine." "Basically we need to open a door so she can walk through." "Do you have to do that with my head?" "Brother, I don't have to do anything, but if you want her gone, this is the way." "Close your eyes." "And I want you to feel her." "Her whole deal." "I mean, her look, her smell, everything." "Well, hello, there." "It's okay." "Shh." "Keep breathing." "Now you're gonna thank her for being in this life with you." "For anything that she gave to you." "Anything that she taught you." "Just really express that gratitude." "Then let her know that you're gonna be okay without her." "What are we doing?" "I want to thank you for being part of my life." "What is this?" "What are you doing?" "I don't think this is working." "Shh, shh, shh." "It's okay." "Stick with it." "What is it, hon?" "What are we doing here?" "Michael?" "We're sending you away." "I don't want to go." "No, Anna..." "No." "You can't." "Anna..." "I have all these things to finish." "All these doors I left open..." "Anna..." "I need you to help me close them." "Come on." "Michael, please..." "I can't have you in my life." "Why not?" "Because you don't fit who I am." "I can't..." "I can't be delusional." "You're not delusional." "Then what is this?" "I don't get it." "I don't understand." "So?" "Why can't I be the one thing in life you don't understand?" "Anna, you have always been the one thing in life" "I don't understand." "If I go, we'll never see each other again." "Is that what you want?" "What... what happened?" "What are we doing?" "Nothing." "Nothing." "Um, I'm good." "She's gone." "She's not gone." "No, no, she is." "She left." "Friend, what I do... it's just like you, taking out a tumor." "You know when it's gone, and you know when it's still there." "What you do, friend, is nothing like what I do." "Are you here?"