"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." "Five more seconds." "Yeah." "Okay." "Slowing you down." "Your VO2 max is 55." "That's impressive for your age bracket." "You might have stopped at impressive." "I just need to come back tomorrow and draw some blood." "Why wait until tomorrow?" "You have to fast for eight hours." "You're very thorough, Hank." "Thank you for the check-up." "Oh, I'm glad to finally be earning my keep." "People often schedule physicals during that special time of year." "Happy birthday, Boris." "I'm not one usually for celebrating the passing of time." "Well, medically, you're in the 90-something percentile." "I mean, you might as well be turning 25." "That, I would celebrate." "Arrange something with Dieter for tomorrow?" "Yeah." "I'll see you then." "Okay." "Hey, are you in Mumbai yet?" "Oh." "What kind of side trip?" "Tomorrow?" "That's short notice." "No, no, no." "Of course I want to see you." "I'll just have to juggle some things around." "I'm working this weekend." "Raj?" "I'll have to call you back." "You're too far forward." "You'll pearl when you hit the water." "Well, I don't know what pearling means." "Maybe it's something I want to do." "Trust me." "It's not." "Oh, my God." "Just get in the water already!" "Okay." "Whatever." "Okay, so check this out." "Hi, there." "You looking for somebody?" "Maybe somebody who knows how to surf without pearling, because..." "You got me." "I like to base my relationships on surfing technique." "Katie." "Hey!" "I didn't know you were coming in, or I would have picked you up." "Oh, no." "It's fine." "I'm actually..." "You know what?" "I don't even surf." "I'm more of a turf guy." "Huh." "What are you doing in town?" "Oh, it's a long story." "But the short version?" "Boris." "Boris?" "Wait, your research project." "Yeah." "He agreed to fund it." "I think." "Kind of hard to tell with the accent." "Oh, my God, Katie, that's amazing." "Thanks." "That is awesome." "Congratulations." "This calls for a celebration, in fact." "A big one where things get all crazy, and..." "Okay." "Please tell me this isn't him." "No." "This is Hank." "Hey, nice to meet you." "I've heard a lot about you." "I'll assume that's a good thing." "And this is his brother." "Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed." "I think that introduction speaks for itself." "So, this one's the CFO and this one's the MSG?" "MS what?" "It's nothing." "Anyway, I should get to work." "You know, with Boris, the clock is always ticking." "All right." "Go." "I'll call you later." "Okay." "Good meeting you." "Good to meet you, too." "Bye." "Bye, Katie." "Bye." "What's an MSG?" "Medical super god." "Oh, all right." "Miniature sex gimp." "Mumbling snow gerbil." "Hey, Divya." "You seem to be walking okay." "Can you move your arms for me?" "What do my arms have to do with walking?" "Oh, no, no, no." "It's just a test for neurological damage." "Look, I think you're fine." "She didn't lose consciousness." "In fact, she's been quite animated since the accident." "Huh." "You know, I was about to call 911." "And then, she told me about you." "No problem." "I just need to irrigate these abrasions." "Listen." "I hear you treat the who's who out here." "It depends "who who" you talk to." "Mi amor." "Huh?" "Are you hurt?" "Oh, God." "Javier, it was awful." "She drove right in front of me." "I did no such thing." "Yes, you did." "How did you find me?" "What is that?" "Oh." "I just bought it." "Trevor said that it was the must-have for the summer." "Who's Trevor?" "He's just the salesman." "You know, and he said that it matched my spirit." "And my Jimmy Choos." "You can't keep buying vehicles just because they match your outfits!" "What about my near death experience?" "Okay..." "You should go to the hospital." "You need stitches." "Hank, could..." "Could you do it, please?" "He's the best there is out here." "Yeah, I can't take care of it here." "I need a cleaner environment." "And less kissing." "Oh, I just got out of a hospital." "Why?" "Because I went up a cup size." "In Rio." "Long trip for an extra cup." "It was Javier's idea." "He knows the top plastic surgeon over there." "Anything for Sofia." "Exactly." "Including you." "Come to our home up the road." "Number 57." "All right." "Yes." "Bye!" "Brazilian augmentation." "A scooter to match her shoes." "They're crazy." "Well, they're in love." "Come on." "So, Jill, can I interest you in one of my house specialties?" "I can make a Hong Kong hangover, a whiskey peppermint flip, maybe a Pensacola bushwacker?" "Martini?" "Grey Goose?" "Perfect." "Done and done." "Anyway, Katie's been trying forever to get this project financed, but she couldn't interest anyone." "Whoa, whoa, whoa." "I'm interested." "What's she researching?" "Well, uh, epigonal organs, hemenology..." "I'm already bored." "Of course." "Try that on for size." "Mmm." "Nice job, Evan." "Okay." "So, where was I?" "Oh." "And then, I introduced her to Boris at the same Memorial Day party where I met you, Hank." "Hey." "That was a good night all around." "Yeah." "God, that feels like ages ago." "You say that like it's a bad thing." "No, no, no." "I just..." "No, I meant that it hasn't been that long, but it feels like a..." "In a good way." "Never mind." "You're welcome for that, by the way." "You know, dragging you out to Boris' party in the first place." "Getting you and Jill together." "Oh, okay." "So, you're going to take credit for everything that happens in my life post Brooklyn?" "Hey, man." "A butterfly flaps its wings." "Okay." "So, about this MSG thing..." "Oh, it's not a thing." "It's really no big deal." "Macho surfing guru." "Right?" "No?" "Mucous spewing growth." "Mucous spewing what?" "Okay, he doesn't make you laugh." "I make you laugh." "He's in denial." "And it's been nearly a full day of this." "How are you not sick of him yet?" "He's funny." "Yeah." "Funniest third wheel I've ever met." "That's true." "And this jalopy needs a fourth wheel." "Just hook me up with Katie, will you?" "Don't you want your friend to be happy and really, really satisfied?" "I think we're all really, really uncomfortable." "Yeah." "Although, I've got to say, she is impressive." "Pitching an epigonal organ study at a summer house party?" "That's badass." "Yeah, that's Katie." "To Boris, no less, who's probably going to keep them in the freezer with his human head collection." "Boris does not collect human heads." "How do you know that?" "Because he is very private and fairly mysterious." "Or fairly private and very, very mysterious." "I'm sure there are things about Boris that none of us know." "Yeah." "He's a good guy." "And he's been good to me, to Katie, to you guys." "Mmm-hmm." "Oh, yeah." "He just..." "He likes things quiet, controlled, predictable." "Hello?" "Hank, there's been an incident." "Will she need stitches?" "No." "They're shallow marks." "Hank, let me tell Jill about this." "She has a tendency to overreact." "Well, I couldn't tell her, anyway." "Patient confidentiality." "Did you see what bit you?" "No, I was in the ocean." "At this hour?" "I love night swimming." "I felt something tug at my leg." "Between the bite pattern and this tooth, I'm thinking shark." "We better report it." "Yeah." "You can leave that to me." "There you are." "Do you want some eggs?" "No, I don't." "That's good, because I only made enough for me." "So, uh, listen." "I've been brainstorming the Katie situation." "And, I mean, it's perfect." "Like, come on." "Brothers dating best friends?" "It's like..." "Can you see the '80s movie montage?" "So, I was thinking we have dinner here tonight." "You and Jill laugh at my jokes." "You swoon over my cooking." "And then, at some point, you just remember, like," ""Oh, my God, we gotta go surfing," or whatever, and leave me and Katie alone to just get to know each other." "What do you say to that?" "I say the last thing I'm doing is getting in the water after dark." "I need you to do some research." "Look, I don't know what "pearling" means." "Why don't you just research it yourself?" "Pick up the phone and find out who to call to report a shark bite." "Um..." "Why..." "Why do you need that information?" "Why do you care?" "You don't go in the water unless it's got the foam noodle thingies and a swim-up bar." "I'm just wondering for billing purposes, man." "I just, you know, I need to know." "It's a Boris thing, and we're not billing him." "So, can you call?" "Boris got bit?" "Where?" "Like geographically where, as well as on his body?" "Like, was it bad, or..." "Evan, you know, there's only so much I can tell you." "What's with all the questions?" "Oh, boy." "Okay." "Look, I know something I'm not supposed to know, and I'm definitely not supposed to tell anyone, so..." "You know what?" "Don't even ask me, 'cause I can't tell." "You tell me right now, or..." "Boris has a shark in his basement." "Okay." "Yeah, no." "I'm sure Boris has a shark in his basement." "Henry?" "I'm serious." "I saw it." "Up close, in person." "317 to Manhattan will be departing at 3:45." "Hey!" "Wow." "You look amazing." "I thought you were working." "I figured that you'd need a decent half-caf soy latte." "Are you okay?" "Were you hurt?" "It was just a scooter." "I'm fine." "And the car was just a bit scratched." "You had it at the shop first thing this morning, didn't you?" "So, tell me why Dad brought you here." "Construction schedule for the London hotel." "We can't open it soon enough for his taste." "He flew me in for a face-to-face meeting." "Hmm." "But it's your taste that will make the place work, whenever it opens." "Can't wait for you both to see it." "Well, we'll..." "We'll be in London for the wedding, I guess." "I heard our engagement party announcements were mailed." "Is this really happening?" "I think if we postpone the engagement again, my dad will disown me." "He'll bury me in the hotel's foundation." "So, I guess we better do it." "Raj..." "I..." "I brought you something." "Our mothers both insisted that you present that to me at the party." "Just open it." "A cricothyrotomy tube." "And a key chain." "A good luck gift for your new business." "Speaking of..." "Go." "We'll see each other later, right?" "Of course." "Of course." "I promise." "You have a shark in your basement." "You called me over for a medical emergency, and then lied to me about it." "You scared the hell out of my brother, and then you asked him to lie to me, too?" "I need to know what's going on." "Katie studies them, so, when this one became ill, I called on her." "It's sick?" "Well, not anymore." "Quite commonly, sharks in captivity have trouble with buoyancy." "Katie went in the tank to feed her through her stomach and help her float." "Okay." "So, that's why Katie was in there." "But why is the shark in there?" "Is that medically relevant, Hank?" "No, it's not." "But right now I feel like I'm living on a Bond villain's property, so explain it to me or I'm packing up my stuff and I'm leaving." "I like you, Hank." "This animal was meant for research in Maryland." "But I began to lose faith in the facility down there." "So, Katie's going to research this shark here?" "She's considering it." "Yes." "I called because you are clearly overcharging me for the services provided." "No, we're just regular charging." "I see the price for a stitch." "One stitch." "It's absurd." "What would you suggest?" "Buy nine stitches, get one free?" "Like, free wound cleaning on Fridays?" "Sofia changed her mind about the upholstery." "I don't blame her." "Now, about paying for her health care..." "Uh, I mean..." "It's too much." "I won't pay it." "Whoa!" "Okay, there, Highlander." "Why don't we just put the knife down?" "Knife?" "I deal in antique weapons." "This is a misericorde." "Okay, then, put the misicaba-thing down." "It's French for "mercy. "" "Knights used it to give the final stroke to the mortally wounded." "I'm not mortally wounded, dude." "In fact, I feel fine." "And I'd feel a lot better if you'd just..." "I made my first dollar selling my great-great-grandfather's sword from Valencia." "Each dollar since then is thanks to his legacy." "He'd be enraged by these numbers." "So you're blaming me for inflation?" "Mr. Santos." "Uh, you paged me?" "No, I did, Divya." "Please tell Zorro here that you performed all the procedures on this bill." "You paged me to go over a bill?" "An inflated bill." "You saw my wife." "She's flawless." "Uh, we do injuries and illnesses, not flaws, buddy." "Okay." "No, no." "Actually, we do do flaws." "She barely had a scratch on her." "Yeah, except for all the ones that needed stitches." "Never mind, it's on the house." "What?" "It's on whose house?" "Your house?" "It's not on my house." "We'll talk about it outside." "So, which one of us is the Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed around here?" "It's a minor bill." "There's no such thing as a minor bill, Divya." "It won't break the bank." "Okay, look." "I understand you were raised with a silver spoon up your..." "But I would like to make a profit." "Besides, I do billing." "You do medicine-y stuff." "Okay." "They're not worth it, Evan." "What do you mean, "they"?" "What's your problem with them?" "First of all, I don't like their pretend lovey-dovey nonsense, which is only there to compensate for whatever is absent in their relationship." "Second, they keep wrecking my car." "Javier?" "She said her vision blurred for a moment, causing her to crash into my car..." "Again." "Hmm." "I suspected a concussion from the Vespa accident." "Yeah, but the CT is clean." "Have you ruled out CD?" "Chronic Duane syndrome?" "Crappy driving." "This pain is unbearable." "Are there no more tests to perform?" "We could do an MRI." "What would that do?" "Rule out other possibilities." "It would also add to your bill." "Well, it sounds like I need it." "This is what we charge for it." "We rent this on a per-patient basis, so it costs a ton." "Meaning it will cost you a ton plus a little bit, because we have to eat, too." "You could go to Hamptons Heritage." "Your insurance might cover it." "The hospital?" "No." "No." "No more hospitals, not for her." "All right." "Well, if you don't want to go to the hospital," "I can try to get an MRI truck here by this evening." "What should we do until then?" "She should be fine." "But call us if her mental status changes." "Like if she suddenly becomes sane?" "Can you handle the MRI?" "Mmm-hmm." "Okay." "Do you really think it's safe to go home?" "Like, you don't understand." "Boris was really, really serious about me keeping his deep, dark shark secret, and I really don't want to be thrown in his hedge maze to be gored by a minotaur or something." "Don't worry." "No more secrets." "Just stay out of his way and out of his hedge maze." "What was the big mystery, anyway, with him?" "Katie's some kind of shark expert." "She's doing research there." "Clearly, she's not an expert, because an expert would know that sharks eat people." "Well, apparently, she does it all the time." "She's got some cojones, man." "If she actually had cojones and you saw them when you treated her, you couldn't even tell me, could you?" "Nope." "Couldn't." "Confidentiality." "Just please keep the drool in check when they come over later." "No promises." "One minute they're fighting, and the next, they're all over each other." "Sounds like a lot of drama." "The medical term is insane." "Maybe her condition is psychosomatic." "Attention-seeking-omatic." "Did I mention that she makes him jealous on purpose?" "I mean, what's wrong with these people?" "What an exhausting way to live." "I mean, we work in different cities, and there's no jealousy." "Of course not." "We trust and respect each other." "Leave the drama to the teenagers, and your insane patients." "Yes." "We're very lucky." "Okay, close your arm up, please." "So, I'm just going to run a standard CBC and chem panel on this." "Should be back by tomorrow." "Efficient." "Where will you send it?" "Hamptons Heritage." "Of course, Jill's hospital." "Very convenient." "So, complete blood count and chem panel." "Let's do that." "Thank you, Hank." "Sure." "What?" "Are you feeling nauseated?" "Only when I look at my reflection." "Nausea is a sign of a concussion." "Well, then this gown is giving me one." "You need to remove your jewelry." "Why?" "An MRI is a giant magnet." "You can remove it now, or the machine will do it for you." "And not gently." "You think you know me, but you don't." "All you see are these." "He bought me this one because he stayed away too long on business." "And then, this one just because he thought" "I looked beautiful one afternoon." "But you want to know what I see?" "I see this." "When we met in Caracas, this was the only thing he could afford." "He bought it from a street vendor." "And I love it." "Well, that's very charming." "And then, we locked ourselves in a motel room for, like, three days of nonstop earth-moving carnal feasting." "It was amazing." "Right." "Well, that's not so charming." "Your boyfriend?" "Yes." "I mean, no, it's..." "I'll call him back." "You know, I would never ignore a call from Javier, ever." "Just to hear his voice makes me want to..." "I can't believe you're here all summer." "I love coming home, seeing who's changed, seeing who hasn't." "Making fun of the citiots." "Oh, yeah." "Hate the citiots." "Evan, we're the citiots." "Still?" "It will be just like when we were kids." "Except you'll have your very own shark." "Katie, have you ever seen Jaws?" "Oh, he's going to regret that." "Evan, do you know how many people are killed by snake bites each year?" "No." "Fifty thousand." "Sharks kill six." "All right." "How many do they just bite?" "It was a love bite." "She's new to captivity." "I'll take very good care of her." "And she'll chew on your torso until you stop thrashing." "Oh, you just dug your own grave." "Yeah, he is no MSG." "No." "Don't worry, though." "All you missed was a couple months of casual, really good sex." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Okay." "I am an MSG." "Look, what the hell is an MSG?" "You guys have got to tell us what that means." "It's enough already." "It's stupid." "Medieval slut gatherer." "Man seeking guacamole." "Manatee..." "All right, seriously?" "Put us out of our misery?" "Please." "Yes." "Save yourselves." "I cannot hear one more of these." "It means "my summer guy. "" ""My summer guy"?" "Isn't that a Judy Blume novel?" "We came up with it in seventh grade." "You came up with it." "No, I really think Judy came up with it." "I read that." "I loved that book." "That's because you always ran in heart-first." "All of Jill's ex-boyfriends were summer guys." "Hey." "Huh." "Not all of them." "Well, it's the price we paid for growing up in a summer hot spot." "Boys just come here for the summer, so you can't get too invested." "And they can't burn you if you beat them to it." "So, there's a mass grave of burnt msgs out here somewhere?" "Yeah." "Very few make it to Labor Day." "What happened after Labor Day?" "Well, everyone's gone by then." "You'll see, if you stick around." "What is your plan, Hank?" "I don't know." "I hadn't thought that far ahead." "Sorry, guys." "I've got to go." "Divya has an emergency." "Sorry." "So, this should help us figure out why you're feeling worse." "Don't worry." "It won't hurt." "It's just really loud." "Where's Javier?" "He'll be here when you get out." "Okay." "Turn it off!" "Turn it off!" "Oh, my God!" "Oh, my God." "What's happening?" "Just stay calm, Sofia." "Everything's going to be okay." "What is that thing?" "Have you ever broken a bone?" "I mean, the doctors may have inserted a metal pin to repair it." "She had a breast augmentation." "Maybe the surgeon left something in." "Well, whatever it is, I want it out." "Okay, it has to be done carefully, or I could leave a scar." "A scar?" "We can take you to a plastic surgeon to have it removed if you want." "I want it out now." "Please." "Okay." "Let's do it." "Here's the packet." "Gloves." "Is it going to hurt?" "Just when I put in the anesthetic." "Then, you'll be fine." "You won't feel a thing." "Swab." "Lidocaine." "You're going to feel a little pressure." "Now, you won't feel a thing." "15 blade." "Okay." "Dab it with the gauze." "Clear the area." "What the hell is that?" "It's not a medical instrument." "This part looks like an antenna." "What?" "It's receiving information?" "Or sending." "What?" "Am I crazy?" "Or is this a tracking device?" "What do you know about this?" "Nothing." "What is it?" "The piece of metal that almost killed your wife." "What?" "It was supposed to be completely safe." "Yeah." "Not when you put it inside a magnet 50,000 times more powerful than the Earth's magnetic field." "We're lucky it didn't rupture a major organ." "Just one of the safety hazards when you implant metal in someone without their consent." "I asked the surgeon to put in the GPS." "But he said she'd be fine." "He said she'd never find out." "Well, sure." "Otherwise, putting a GPS in your wife's implant would just seem crazy." "You must understand." "Haven't you ever done anything foolish for a woman?" "Are there any other foreign objects inside your wife?" "Of course not." "Can I see her?" "I'd give her some space right now." "Did she say anything about pressing charges against him?" "No." "She mostly said," ""Why me?" "Why me?"" "Listen, you've been here a while." "I'll stay with Sofia, watch her mental state, keep an eye on her vitals for signs of bleeding, and update my Facebook status to "is watching patient. "" "I can stay." "You don't have any plans?" "Nothing I can't bump." "We should set her up with fluids." "Already done." "You're sure you want to stay?" "Yes." "Go." "We'll be fine." "Sofia and me." "Okay." "Um..." "See you later." "Well, if you're gonna get kicked out of your house, you may as well get kicked here." "I feel like Sofia is slipping out of my hands." "Really?" "Well, I can relate to that feeling." "It's exactly how I feel about your payment." "That credit card you gave me declined, my friend." "I'll get you the money, somehow." "Okay." "So, either they got the upholstery wrong on your car as well as your couch, or they both got repossessed." "So what's going on, man?" "The truth comes out." "I am very nearly broke." "How did that happen?" "I invested emotionally and I lost millions." "I can't believe this is happening to me." "Now, I'll lose Sofia, too." "She grew up with nothing." "She'll never go back to that life." "When she finds out, she'll find a man who can provide for her." "A man who invests with his mind, not his heart." "I hope you don't plan to use that misery knife thing on anyone." "I'm selling my personal collection." "It's the only way to keep Sofia." "Wait." "You're selling off assets to pay for your wife's crazy shopping sprees?" "Why don't you just tell her that you can't afford them anymore?" "This will cover our medical bill." "Why?" "How much is it worth?" "More than the bill." "Please." "Take it." "I'll tell you what." "At the risk of sounding immodest," "I was a wildly successful accountant back in New York." "So, how about I throw in, like, a free financial check-up and tax consultation to make up the difference?" "Cool." "I have the power." "Awesome." "Hank." "So, I got the results on your blood work." "Everything looks great." "Nothing abnormal, then?" "Uh, well, your CPK is slightly elevated, but that's no real cause for concern." "Creatine phosphokinase." "Yes." "Yeah, but that can spike from an intense work out." "And you have no other factors indicating muscle damage." "May I have this printout?" "Yeah." "Yeah, hi." "This is Hank Lawson." "Yes, I got the CBC." "But I need you to do a full kitchen sink on that blood." "And put a rush on it." "Thanks." "Hey, Divya, what's up?" "Is she still having trouble breathing?" "I did an x-ray." "And it's not leftover metal causing irritation." "You won't believe it." "Take a look." "Mmm." "Were the others like this?" "All just as cloudy as this one." "All right." "We need to get her to the hospital." "Call the ER, let them know what we're bringing in, and have them arrange for an isolation room." "Sofia is going to take this very badly." "In case you hadn't noticed, she can be rather dramatic." "Yeah, I'd be, too, if I found out I had radiation poisoning." "Plutonium?" "I know it sounds scary, but it's a minimal amount." "The tracking device must have used an old pacemaker battery." "It cracked in the accident, and leaked into your body." "Dr. Lawson." "Her radiation exposure was internal." "Her incision needs to be reopened for gross debridement." "What about your exposure?" "I handled the device." "None of us have symptoms." "But you should still sweep me." "Just in case." "You're clear." "She's a live one, but it's localized." "Come on." "Let's get her inside." "Let's go." "Here we go." "Let's go, guys." "Hey." "Hey." "You're the perfect excuse to avoid another vending machine meal." "You want to grab lunch in the caf?" "I can't." "I'm going back to the marine institute." "Why?" "Did Boris back out?" "No." "I did." "He called me this morning with a complete change of objectives and a pretty unrealistic timetable." "I never quite know what's going on with that guy." "So, what does that mean?" "I can't talk about it." "As much as I'd love to." "Believe me." "Yeah, but, Katie, this is your dream project." "Yeah." "Not Boris' way." "I'm not just gonna proceed with my eyes closed and fingers crossed." "I can't do that." "And PS, neither should you." "You think I'm doing it again." "Hey, I get it." "Hank's nice, charming, cute..." "And you think he's only here for the summer." "You saw the look on his face when I asked him." "Jill, it's the same story since seventh grade." "I mean, you married a guy who couldn't stay put." "Yeah, but we're not in seventh grade anymore." "And Hank's not Charlie." "He's different." "Shouldn't I trust my instincts?" "If history's taught us anything, it's that when it comes to guys, whatever your instincts say, do the opposite." "So what are you saying?" "I'm saying I don't want to see you get your heart broken again." "Hank." "Welcome back." "How are you feeling?" "Is the radiation gone?" "Completely." "The surgeons cleaned up the wound, and the chelation therapy is taking care of the rest." "Luckily, we caught it early, minimizing your exposure." "Can I come in?" "I swear." "I didn't know that thing was poison." "I was just so afraid of losing you." "I can't believe you did that to me, Javier." "I had no idea you loved me so much." "But mi amor, I have to tell you the truth." "About the money..." "I don't care about the money." "Just you." "Let's go back to Caracas." "Okay, uh, we should go." "Please." "What happened in Caracas should have stayed in Caracas." "Katie." "Hey." "Hank." "Evan told me you're leaving." "He was really bummed about it." "Yeah, so am I. That's not why you're here, though." "You're right." "What exactly were you going to do with that shark?" "Well, my plan was to study the immune system," "T- cell differentiation, stuff like that." "So, what did Boris change his mind about?" "Sorry." "He had me sign a confidentiality agreement." "Well, just out of curiosity, are there any human medical implications to your research?" "Not yet." "But let's just say there are a few prominent geneticists closely following these studies." "I should go." "You're lucky, you know." "Jill's a catch." "Yeah, I know she..." "You better not hurt her." "Oh, sorry." "I paged you, as a patient." "I know I shouldn't have, but I thought it would be the only way to say goodbye in person." "I'm so sorry I was so busy." "Was it a fun case, at least?" "It was enlightening." "Good." "I'll be back soon." "Uh..." "I'm sorry." "I didn't expect that." "Look, I just..." "No, no, no." "I just..." "I would stay, but I've got to be in Mumbai on Tuesday, so..." "Of course." "I understand." "Have a safe trip." "Hey." "Are you okay?" "Doctor Lawson?" "I received your many messages for Mr. Kuester von Jurgens-Ratenicz." "Yeah, I need to see Boris now." "He departed on an extended trip." "How extended?" "Indefinitely." "So you can please stop calling." "Thank you." "Yeah, hi." "It's Dr. Lawson checking on that blood." "Whoa." "Dieter's making house calls?" "That can't be good." "What?" "I'm sorry?" "What do you mean, it just disappeared?" "Okay." "Dude, what's up?" "First, Boris alters his vaguely medical research plans when he gets his blood results." "Then, the blood mysteriously vanishes from the lab." "Okay, why are you telling me all this?" "Evan, I have a patient who just passed his physical with flying colors." "So, what's the problem?" "The problem is he's sick." "And I totally missed it." "Hey." "Hey." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." "Yeah." "Can we talk?" "Of course." "Listen, Hank," "I've been thinking..." "We rushed into this pretty fast." "That's true." "We did." "Yeah." "And I need to know what this is before..." "I don't want to get hurt again." "Look, I get it." "I mean, two months ago, I was in a job I loved, about to marry a woman I thought I loved." "If you told me then that I'd be here now, doing this," "I would have said you were crazy." "Things change, Hank." "Believe me, I know." "I was married to a man who I did love, who I wanted to start a family with, but who kept leaving for his job." "And when I finally told him that it was his job or us, he got back on the plane." "I'm sorry." "Yeah, I can't do it again." "I can't invest my heart in someone who may not stick around." "Look, I want to believe this will all work out, but to be totally honest," "I can't tell you where I'll be after Labor Day." "I wish I knew." "Maybe we should slow things down." "Maybe we should." "But then, we both know what that means."