[Heartbeat]
All right, ladies, come on!
Overhead!
Down to your left!
To the right!
Back to the middle!
Keep going. Straight down.
Right down the middle.
Nice and deep.
Morning, Harper.
Morning.
You stalking me?
This is my beach. I run here every morning.
How do I know you're not stalking me?
- [Laughs] - Girls!
Ball down. 50 crunches--
All right, let's do this.
On the ball!
Right now.
If it's too easy, you're not doing anything.
Up!
Okay, so, all I really know about you is
you're a doctor who doesn't date doctors,
and you like to be yelled at when you work out.
I like to be challenged.
- Oh, is that what you call it? - Yeah.
This isn't a contest, you know. You can slow down.
I'm good. Gets the adrenaline pumping.
Oh, an adrenaline junkie?
I used to be. Not so much anymore.
In my opinion, once an adrenaline junkie,
always an adrenaline junkie.
Excellent. Hey, what's your name?
Huh? Oh, I'm Hank.
[Blows whistle]
I don't care what your name is!
You're not! In my! Class!
- I got it. - [Laughing] You're in trouble.
I'm not in the class.
Stop stalking me.
[Laughs]
Thank you for letting me stay with you.
Mum, you're always welcome.
Please call me tomorrow.
After your date.
[Chuckles] I will.
Please call me tonight when you land in London.
Anything?
You know your father. He won't return my call.
He's too stubborn.
Thought for the day...
To impress Hank, I need to be more like Hank.
"Please, call me Jeremiah.
How can I make you el better today?"
"Please--"
"Please, call me Jeremiah.
How can I make y--" Ugh.
Gen-tech Pharmaceuticals is up 3 to $56.36.
- Call broker. - Call broker. [Line ringing]
Please, call me Jeremiah.
How can I make you feel better today?
- I beg your pardon? - Sorry.
This is Jeremiah Sacani. I'd like to buy some stock.
Look, look, look.
I ordered 50 boxes of alcohol swabs,
not 50 cases.
Yes, I know the difference. A box fits in my hand.
These cases fill my patio.
And I have a big patio, ma'am.
So, c--
No. No, of cour--
I don't want to keep them, ma'am.
I want you to pick them up and credit my account.
Okay, you know what? Listen, listen, listen.
What's your name?
Your name is "Raven"?
It's a fine name, it's a great name.
Listen, can-- It's supervisor time, raven.
Please put your su--
Put-- Hello?
Why is this happening to me?
I don't have time for this.
What about a surprise? Do you have time for that?
No, I-I-I have to do payroll--
- Did you just paint this? - I did. And...
You are back on Sidney Bartlett's calendar.
Talented fiancee said what now?
I got you a meeting at the Blackstone. Today.
- At 11:00. - Wow. You--
I have no time for the meeting, but wow.
I can help you to return the cases--
No, no, no, just-- Just focus on your painting
that's great, I'll be fine.
You know why I'm gonna be fine?
Because I'm meeting Sidney Bartlett!
Sidney Bartlett, oh, my g--
How did you do it?
Well, I know how disappointed you were
when you had to cancel that first meeting.
So, since my family has had a membership there for ages,
I just decided to call in a favor.
I love surprise favors.
All right. Prep me, prep me. What's this Sidney guy like?
- Come on. - Okay, he is
a total sweetheart.
He's the kind of guy
who always remembers a name,
and he never forgets a face. He's like this big, fat,
jolly man with a beard.
So he's like Santa.
Yes! But, instead of coming down a chimney,
he smokes like one.
Bring him a cigar, and you're gonna knock him dead.
- You are amazing. - No, you're amazing.
- No, you are. - No, you are.
- Okay, me. - [Giggles]
Hank.
You get any sleep?
What have you decided about my proposal?
I understand you can't tell me anything
about the nature of your work.
But you did mention that
if I were to participate in this... Venture,
it would require a set of strict, non-negotiable rules.
These are necessary for your protection, as well as my own.
Okay. What are they?
Well...
This is a pager watch.
Operates on a secure frequency.
Should I require you for my personal medical needs,
I'll call your cell phone.
But the pager...
Would strictly be for the job at hand.
And when it beeps?
When it beeps, you would
remove the SIM card from your personal cell
and proceed directly here, to shadow pond.
You will make no calls,
you will send no texts or emails.
Your brother will be informed that you would be
temporarily unavailable.
I suggest you prepare him for your possible absence.
While I can arrange for other doctors to be on call,
I can't guarantee that when you page me
I won't be with a patient.
Such is the risk I would take.
Hmm?
Any questions?
Probably none you would answer.
Given the limited details,
I'll understand if you decline my offer.
[Sighs]
I'm in.
[The Blue Van's Independence]
♪
♪ my independence went away ♪
♪ I didn't listen when it said ♪
♪ rely on yourself ♪
♪ trusting someone else ♪
♪ is a path for the silent ghost ♪
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Does Hank, uh, often make beach calls?
When necessary, yes.
When Mr. Keegan called, he said
he was by the first lifeguard station.
Okay, now, Hank would double-check that
his bag was stocked with medical supplies.
As have I, twice.
But, why didn't this gentleman just go to the ER?
Because he is a retainer patient.
They don't go. We come.
You know, it might be easier
if you take off your shoes. To walk.
[Chuckling] No. No, do you have any idea
what's underneath this sand?
No. But I know that Hank wouldn't complain.
Here, over here! Over here, here, here!
It's my friend.
Woody Keegan, we are from Hankmed.
I am Divya, and this is Dr. Sacani.
Oh, please, call me Jeremiah.
How can I make you feel better today?
It's-- my hip.
From what you told me, it appears to be dislocated.
We need to reduce it quickly. His foot has no pulse.
No pulse? He could lose the foot.
Dude, that's messed up.
"Messed up" means serious, right? Yes, it's very serious.
- [Grunting] - Sir? Sir.
Help me hold his pelvis down, okay?
We need to keep it on the board.
Woody, uh--
I need to attempt to reduce your hip.
Here goes.
Aah!
Try again.
Aah!
I'll call Hank.
I apologize for the discomfort.
Just rest for a moment.
I'll just be a minute.
Hello. I'm Dr. Tovo Kitihara.
Today I'll present an alternative method
to a posterior hip dislocation.
The East Baltimore lift.
Each grab the other's shoulder.
Extend the hip, and rotate inward.
Excuse me, friend of Woody's?
Um, there's another surfer a click down the beach.
Will you call him over, please.
Dude! Dude! Over here, c'mere!
When I lift it, with the other hand reach under the leg
and each grab each other's shoulders.
You understand?
Reach under it.
That's it, each grab the other's shoulder.
I'm gonna extend the hip and rotate inward.
Aah-- [Grunting]
[Cracking]
[Exhales]
And your pain should be gone, yes?
Yeah-- Yeah.
Divya, will you check his foot, please?
His pulse has returned.
Well, your foot and your hip are going to be fine.
[Exhales, chuckling]
Excellent work.
I knew you had it in you.
Evan?
Oh, Henry.
Hey, I'm glad you're here. I need to discuss something.
Oh, my God. Okay, uh-- I-I'm taking care of the boxes.
No, it's not the boxes.
Good, then I want to discuss something with you first.
It's really, really important, okay?
Striped or solid?
Why? Why does it matter?
'Cause I am about to have the meeting of my life.
Of my life, Henry.
I finally get to pitch the services of Hankmed
at the Blackstone.
Which tie?
You always choose the opposite of what I choose.
Maybe this time, I'll choose
the opposite of what I think, so you'll choose the other one.
Okay, don't mess with the system, Henry. It works.
Which one?
Fine. The striped.
Solid it is.
Aw.
Wait a second. Did you just pick
the tie you want me to wear,
or the one you don't want me to wear?
Yeah.
Damn you.
What the hell is that?
Did you get a DUI?
Are you under house arrest?
No, I'm not under house arrest.
Uh, it's a communications device from Boris.
What?
I want one of those.
You can't have one.
And that's what I wanted to talk to you about.
Boris may need me on short notice in the near future,
and I won't be able to reach you after he calls.
How will I even know you're gone?
Someone from shadow pond will contact you,
and I'll be unavailable.
Just temporarily.
You're w--
Hold on. Wha-- I-is--
Are you, w-- Ho, whoa. What?
Is there something wrong with Boris?
Something's wrong with Boris. Oh, my God.
Henry, can you-- Ohh, of course.
You can't say anything, right?
Nope.
Is Boris dying?
Henry, is he dying?
Blink twice if he's dying.
The man of the hour returns.
Uh, excuse me?
I called on the way over
to rave about your impressive save.
- Oh. - Uh, the--
Ah, what's it called again?
It-- The-- The East Baltimore lift.
It's a technique that, uh...
Provides a more controlled traction than
other reducing maneuvers for posterior hip dislocations.
I haven't even heard of it.
Yeah, me either. Where'd you learn that?
Eh, East Baltimore.
- So, Divs. - Yeah?
Striped or solid?
Don't ask me.
Ask Hank, then choose the opposite.
I--
- yeah. - Okay. So, what...
Is with all of these boxes?
It's a lot of boxes, I know. Divya--
You screwed up didn't you?
I'm taking care of it! All right?
All I wa--
oh, my God.
So...
How's your mom?
She left for London this morning.
Really? Wow.
How's your dad?
Not returning her calls.
And he's alone.
I'm a bit worried.
Maybe you should go check on him.
You know, medically.
Yeah.
[Knocking on door] Hello?
Hi.
Um-- Wow.
I'm looking for Sidney Bartlett?
Yes. That's me.
And you are?
Ah-- Ah-- Evan R. Lawson, CFO of Hankmed?
Sorry if I messed up your game.
Oh, doesn't take much, believe me.
It's nice to finally meet you.
You too.
You're talking about my father.
- Ohh. - I'm his daughter.
Sydney with a "Y", not an "I".
Okay. And so now you-- You have his job?
Yes.
Okay.
Please, have a seat.
Thank you.
I wasn't implying, by the way,
that being big, fat, and jolly was bad.
Go, Santa!
Anyway, I heard that your father likes cigars, so I--
I brought him a box of my favorites.
He died two weeks ago.
From emphysema.
[Whispers] Oh, my God.
I am so sorry.
It's okay.
[Knocking on door]
Hi. I'm Evan R. Lawson.
I'm the CFO of Hankmed.
Oh, Sydney Bartlett. Sydney with a "Y", not an "I".
- Huh. - Have we met?
I'm almost certain we haven't.
It's-- It's really good to meet you.
Nice to meet you too.
I am so sorry.
I had no idea sid died when I was in england.
It's okay. Uh, I met with his daughter.
Sydney. With a "Y".
- You met Sydney? - Yeah.
How'd it go?
Interesting. Initially, terrible.
Like, the worst meeting I've ever had in my life.
But, uh... I think I turned it around.
- Good. - Yeah.
Oh. Syd-- That's--
Sydney?
It's me, Paige.
Paige Collins.
Paige! Oh, it's been a while.
I hardly recognize you.
I know, I hardly recognized you either.
Miss Bartlett? Can we talk to you?
Yeah, of course.
I have to go. It's so good to see you.
Please tell your parents I said hello.
- I will. - Okay.
I really-- I--
wow.
Guess I didn't make as much of an impression as I thought.
Hello. How can I help you?
- It seems you double-booked our court time.
We have a lesson on court seven today.
But, we have a lesson on that court.
But don't you remember, we spoke after lunch yesterday.
But Miss Bartlett and I spoke yesterday morning.
Any chance you all might want to play together?
Is this about court seven?
Yes. And it's already booked.
I know, by us.
But our instructor isn't there,
and we arranged for a lesson this morning?
Don't you remember, miss Bartlett?
- I'd really like to play today. - It helps calm her nerves.
Did I mention we've been members for over 15 years?
We've been members for over 20.
Now, Sydney, I know you've been through a lot lately--
It's the only exercise I'll have all week!
I-- You-- Yeah, I'm going to go check the schedule.
Excuse me. I'll be right back.
Are you sure about the jacket?
Yes. It's a country club.
There's a dress code.
I don't know, it just feels desperate.
You're lucky I'm not making you wear a tie.
Would it be striped or solid?
Hey, it's not my fault you couldn't close this deal.
I will ignore your snarky comment.
But, speaking of closing,
when do you bring out the contract?
After Sydney says yes.
No, you-- No, no. Listen to me.
You don't wait for her to actually say yes.
You pounce the moment you smell even a hint of "maybe".
Are you listening to me?
Uh--
Oh, my God.
Boris looks terrible.
Is he losing weight?
Brothers Lawson.
Boris.
Good morning, Boris.
Good morning.
No, really, I-I just-- I wanted to say
good morning.
'Cause every new morning...
Is a good one.
Especially this one.
- Evan, I think-- - And, you know,
I am-- I-- I just wanted to say,
I'm so grateful for the generosity you've shown Hankmed.
You've given us so much, um--
We could never repay it.
Well, I thank you.
I-- Thank you. Really.
It's been an honor...
Not getting to know you.
I--
no.
[Whispers] I am so sorry.
Good. Yeah.
So...
[Doorbell rings]
Hello, father.
I know that sometimes when you are in distress,
you can be forgetful about taking your medications.
Perhaps I could just... check your blood pressure?
Your blood pressure's fine.
It's nice to see you, father.
Your roses look fantastic.
I had them cut earlier this year.
It's an experiment.
Well, it paid off.
I've never seen them looking any better.
Here's the estimate, Mr. Katdare.
- My crew can start next week. - Excellent.
I'll be in touch.
What are you having done?
I'm having the pool drained and paved over.
Uh, but, mother loves the pool.
She swims every day.
Well, I can't swim, and she's not here.
Father, I know that you are hurt.
But, please, don't make things worse.
Your mother started this, not me.
And if she thinks she's going to have continued say
over this property, she's quite wrong.
Father, mother wants to talk to you
and tell you how she feels.
If you would just call her--
I don't care how she feels.
She has said enough with her actions,
and now she will reap the results.
Mother left you because you are impossible.
You won't discuss anything!
You just throw up these commands like walls around you--
- You have no right to get in-- - I am not finished!
For once, you're going to hear what I have to say.
You shut me out.
You cut me off.
And now you're doing the same thing to mother.
Well, if you don't start changing,
if you don't stop this behavior,
you are going to end up unloved and alone.
Then I guess there is no hope for me.
So nice to meet you, Hank.
It's nice to meet you too, Sydney.
I'd like to first offer my condolences
for the loss of your father.
I know how hard it is to lose a parent.
Thank you. It is hard.
He meant so much to me.
I had no idea what I was getting into
when I took over this job.
My father always made it look so easy. But...
Me, I'm overwhelmed.
Well, don't be so hard on yourself.
I mean, you're still fresh to the grieving process.
It isn't just grief.
I didn't... make it
to the hospital. In time.
I never got to say good-bye.
Sydney, remorse is a normal part of loss.
But it can also produce anxiety.
My father ran this club my whole life.
I want to do a good job.
I ha-- I have to do a good job.
- You are. - Sydney!
We have a special request for tonight's dinner reservation.
Oh, sure.
Oh, um... Is this private? Should we come back later?
No, no, it's fine.
Allow me to introduce Dr. Hank Lawson.
Please, call me Hank.
- Roger Stark. Good to meet you. - You too.
Yes. I've been telling Hank about
our club's loyal members,
and none are more important than Roger Stark
and his daughter, Colette.
My name is Summer.
And I'm not his daughter, I'm his wife.
Of course.
Please, forgive me.
She snubbed me at the pool yesterday, and now this.
Fix it, Roger.
Uh, sweetheart? Please...
She has a lot on her plate.
I'm sorry, I have to go deal with this.
I'll, uh-- I'll stop by later to follow up.
Oh, yes, yes, and I'll-- I'll make sure
our meeting isn't interrupted.
Oh-- No, not for business.
For you.
They said you were a supervisor.
Well, I've spoken to three-- Oh my God, can y--
Okay-- Hello?
Hey. Hey.
How'd it go?
Yeah, I think it went pretty--
I mean, I think she was...
She didn't sign the contract, did she?
Our meeting was cut short.
All right, um, how did she respond
to our patient care philosophy statement?
We were interrupted before I could get into it.
Henry, you remembered to have Sydney
read the staff profiles, right?
Honestly, Evan, she seemed a bit preoccu--
You forgot the staff profiles.
Henr--
Okay.
As if I don't have enough to do.
It was Roger Stark and his daughter.
It-- was his wife. It's his wife.
[Taking deep breaths]
[Shrieks] Oh!
[Shrieks]
[Knock at door]
Ms. Bartlett?
Uh, I'm so sorry to bother you.
It seems my brother f--
Don't worry, Sydney, I called my brother.
Hang tight.
Oh, that's a lot of blood-- Okay.
All right, I'm gonna help you up.
Don't move, don't move. You're surrounded by glass.
So I'm gonna guide you back...
Great.
Let's just move way back...
Away from the glass.
And, your nose is bleeding.
So, I'm just gonna-- Gonna give you something
to stop the bleeding, okay?
Here ya go. I'm gonna put this on your nose,
- put some pressure-- - Ow.
- Does that hurt? - Yeah.
Okay... What happened?
I j-- Got startled,
- and I-I tripped-- - Don't put your head back.
Just keep your head above your heart.
- Oh-kay, still bleeding. - Ugh.
Um...
- Stay right there. - Yeah.
Just gonna put this under your chin
to catch the blood.
[Exhales]
I got a lot of nosebleeds as a kid, so...
I ruined a lot of shirts, actually.
- I'm lucky you were here. - [Chuckles]
I knew when I met you I could trust you.
Wow, thank you.
I don't know what's going on with me-- I'm so accident-prone.
I got into a car accident on the way to see my father
to say good-bye, and then I fell down the stairs yesterday,
and then this happened. I--
You might be right.
- I-I'm right about what? - Maybe I'm--
I'm anxious.
Uh-huh?
Like, what would you prescribe for me?
Do you think I'm Hank?
- Hey. - Hey.
EMTs are on their way.
Oh, my God, this is so embarrassing.
I fell, and then I just--
For a second I thought Evan was you.
- I don't know. - We're gonna figure this out.
- Just give me that. - All right, let me take a look.
Open your mouth, please?
Yeah, Ev, get some water. She has a posterior bleed.
It'll help clear her throat.
You had me at "get". Hold on to this.
Okay-- Okay.
This may pinch a little.
- Okay. - Ow.
I need to stop the bleeding.
- Water. - Yeah. Give her some water.
Sydney, you can spit it out into the bowl.
- Eww. - Oh, my God.
It's all right. I'm gonna stop the bleeding, don't you worry.
This will anesthetize your nose.
- [Grunts] - Okay, okay.
- Little squirt. - Sydney,
this is going to be very uncomfortable.
Sorry.
- Ow. Ow. - Yeah. I know.
- Okay, it's in. - Can I hold it here?
Yeah, just don't pull it out.
Don't pull it out. It's not so bad, right?
Okay, now I'm going to inflate the balloons.
You're going to feel some pressure.
[Grunts]
Let me just make sure it inflated.
- Oh! - Okay, good.
And, now you're going to feel some more pressure.
Ow.
Great. Now just lean your head back.
Open. Ahh.
Good. It stopped the bleeding.
Ohh...
That's great, you did great. Now what?
Her nose is broken. I need to make a splint.
- It's broken? - Rip me a piece of tape.
Broke my nose?
I broke my nose as a kid, it's fine.
Look at my nose, it's fine. It's a little crooked.
Good. This should stabilize your nose.
Okay, tape please?
Thank you. [Grunts]
Okay.
- Hey, doc, we're here. - Hey, guys.
Oh, no. You guys, I'm fine.
I'm so sorry. I'm totally fine.
[Beeping]
I'll go to the hospital with her.
Henry, we'll be fine.
- Seriously, go. - Okay.
You're in good hands.
Hello. I'm Divya Katdare.
Ah, yes. Right this way.
- Divya? - [Laughing] Jim.
- Hi. - Nice to meet you.
You too. Veronica's said a lot of great things about you.
About you as well.
[Chuckles]
Thank you.
I'm just sorry that my name
isn't as interesting as yours is.
Well, I can only hope that our meal and our conversation
will make up for that.
Okay. So, should we avoid
the boring "what do you do for a living?"
It is boring, isn't it?
I mean, why let our jobs invade our social life?
You have no idea.
So... What shall we talk about?
Well, how about what we do when we're not working?
I love that idea. But you go first.
Okay. Well, I used to be a runner,
but it got hard on my knees, so now I'm big into swimming.
- Swimming. - Pool mostly.
But I'm thinking of going ocean.
I hear it's a whole different workout, so...
Yes. Plus, no one's going to
fill the ocean with cement.
I hope not.
That would certainly affect more than just my swimming.
I am so sorry. I should explain.
No, no, no, it's fine. You don't have to--
My mother recently left my father.
I inadvertently inspired her to leave him.
Yep, and then I invited her into my home.
I wanted to check in on him.
You know, to make sure that he was okay.
I-I talked about roses.
What could possibly go wrong with a chat about roses?
[Laughs] Right?
Plenty!
He wants the pool drained.
I mean, who does that? Certainly a person
who would force his daughter into an arranged marriage.
I wanted a calm and rational conversation.
You know, calm and rational, because that is what I am.
I am calm and I am rational, right?
I mean, you'd accept an apology from me, right?!
[Silverware clatters]
If I had known that swimming was a touchy subject,
I would have started off with "what do you do for a living?"
[Sighs]
So what do you do for a living?
I'm a family therapist.
Okay. What do I need to do?
I regret to tell you that plans changed after I paged you.
S-so, you don't need me.
Not at the moment, no.
However,
since you're here,
you need to sign this non-disclosure agreement,
a liability release.
Do you have a will, Hank?
I do.
Why?
Stepping into my world brings with it certain...
Risks.
Anything else?
Yah.
You walked the entire length of the Blackstone Club
before you removed your SIM and disabled your phone.
Don't wait so long again.
[Doorbell rings]
Father,
look.
I'm calling to apologize.
I know you're in there.
Please.
Yes.
I need an ambulance at 2711 Sea View Drive.
[Grunting]
Breathe!
Wake up, daddy. Wake up.
Please! Wake up!
Okay, come on.
What are the chances
of me running into you here?
You're a doctor, I'm a doctor. This is a hospital, so...
I'd say pretty good.
All right, good point.
What kind of medicine do you practice?
Pediatrics. I'm here to check in on a newborn.
What about you? What's your background?
I worked in a Brooklyn ER,
and now I'm in concierge medicine.
Hmm, maybe adrenaline junkies do change.
Have dinner with me and find out.
You know I can't do that.
Yeah, but I don't know why you won't date a doctor.
They're workaholics, not socially dependable,
their divorce rate is terrible,
and don't even get me started on their God complex.
That's all? I thought you liked a challenge.
I'm tired of making bad choices.
I want to learn from my mistakes.
So do I, so do I. But... Look,
if you're telling me you don't feel like...
- There might be something here? - Yeah.
Maybe.
Then live a little.
Break one of your rules.
The blue door. Friday night, 7:00.
I'll meet you there.
And this is why I got suspended in high school.
I couldn't follow the rules.
- Hey. - There you are.
What's the, uh-- What's the update on Sydney?
Non-displaced fracture.
They're splinting and re-packing her nose right now,
but it should heal up just fine. And I'm you.
Um, how's uh, BKJBR?
Or is it BBKJR?
BBJKR?
What the hell is it? BB--
Calm down. Everything's a-ok.
- Really? Good. - Coming through!
That guy looks just like Divya's dad.
Yeah, it does.
Divya?
Divya.
- Hey. - Hey.
How's your dad?
He's still comatose.
The good news is
that his pupils, reflexes,
and respiratory responses are all normal,
and the EKG ruled out a heart attack.
- That's good. - Yeah.
He needs tox screens and more tests.
CT is being prepped, and, uh--
- And neuro is on the way. - Okay.
I actually understood most of that.
How are you?
I'm not sure.
Why don't you just
tell me what to do to have these boxes returned.
No, Divya, I'm--
Just d-- Dkay. No, d-d-don't transfer me.
Don't tra--
Listen to me. Stay with your father,
and just let us know if anything changes, okay?
Okay, bye.
So, you'll have to take calls without Divya today.
Are you okay?
I was not, in fact, previously familiar with
the east Baltimore lift.
I found the technique on the Internet.
I cheated.
I know that's not the Hankmed way.
I admire you, Hank, and I'm--
I'm extremely disappointed in myself
that I've let you down.
Your career's been focused on research, right?
And you played to that strength to help a patient in need.
That is definitely the Hankmed way.
You didn't disappoint anyone.
So you're-- You're not going to fire me?
Fire you?
Are you kidding?
Jeremiah...
We're lucky to have you.
Um, thank you. Thank you very much.
I will go see Divya's patients now.
Hey.
They're your patients too.
Hey, Dr. Sacani.
Please, call me Jeremiah.
How can I make you feel better today?
All good.
- Hey. - Hi.
Weirdest thing just happened.
I was at the club for yoga, and
I ran into Sydney.
She didn't recognize me.
Had no idea who I was.
Yeah, don't take that personally.
Yesterday she thought I was Hank.
Wait. She didn't recognize either of you?
Well, she had just
smashed through a glass table with her face.
So, between that and her car accident--
What car accident?
She was in a car accident
on the way to visit her dad in the hospital.
That's why she wasn't there when he died.
No wonder Sydney's distracted.
She's heartbroken.
I think it's more than grief.
Ms. Bartlett?
Yes.
How can I help you?
Do you recognize us?
Yes.
And-- and I so value your membership.
We're not club members.
It's me, Hank,
and my brother Evan.
I'm so sorry.
No, no, no, no. We're not here
to make you feel bad. We-- We want to help.
We think you have a medical condition.
Sydney, what caused you to fall?
Oh, I-- I passed by the mirror
and got startled. I thought someone was in my office.
Okay.
Um--
Come with me for a sec?
Evan, stand over here.
Here?
Yeah.
Okay,
look into the mirror and tell me what you see.
Why don't I recognize my own face?
It may not just be your own face you don't recognize.
When you look at me and Evan, what do you see?
I see your faces,
but,
they look... the same.
Which is why I can't tell the two of you apart.
What's wrong with me?
I think the part of your brain responsible for processing faces
has somehow been impaired.
Did you hit your head in the car accident?
Well, I didn't think so,
but the paramedics said that I lost consciousness
and they took me to the hospital,
but I left before any of the tests were run.
I felt fine, and I was anxious to see my father.
A neurologist will confirm this, but
I believe you did suffer a head trauma in the car accident
and it caused a condition called prosopagnosia.
Otherwise known as face blindness.
You can see people's faces,
but the features lack any distinguishing details.
It's why you can't tell people apart.
[Sighs]
I thought I was going crazy.
Well, how soon can I see a neurologist?
Very soon.
[Sighs]
- Hey. - Hey.
Any change?
No.
The MRI showed minimal shearing
without a large bleed.
And on the Glasgow coma scale, he's a nine.
Okay, okay, those are good signs.
He's been unconscious for more than 12 hours, Hank.
That's not a good sign.
The 12-hour rule is not hard and fast,
you know that.
What matters here is that you found him quickly.
Hank, I don't think that he fell.
My father's bruises aren't consistent with
a pool-side fall.
The neurologist thinks that
he must have hit the water from a very
h-high point...
Which would explain his coma.
So you think--
I went to see him.
We had a fight.
And I told him that there was no hope for him.
This is all my fault.
Divya.
[Sobs]
It's okay.
Looks like you did suffer a concussion
in the car accident.
There's swelling in your right temporal lobe.
This functional mri shows
what a normal brain scan should look like,
here's the FMRI of your brain.
See, it's this reversal that's likely causing
the face blindness.
But, as the swelling in your brain goes down,
your facial recognition should return.
Hopefully within a few weeks.
Is that how long I'll have to rest?
The opposite, actually.
To help your brain regain its normal function,
it needs exercise. Preferably,
in an environment where you need to associate names with faces.
Hello, Blackstone.
That's right.
You have the perfect job to facilitate your recovery.
Congratulations.
You signed the Blackstone.
Yes. Yes, I did.
500 potential new clients. That's...
That's a lot.
Uh, you're not jumping up and down
because...
No, I'm compl-- Are you kidding me?
I'm so excited. This is like a huge deal.
- Yeah. - It's--
Um, it's just--
Yeah?
Uh--
you know what, just a little executive branch talk
- between... - Oh.
- If you don't mind, I-- - No, no.
- I'll go wait in the car. - Yeah. Just--
Just business stuff. - Okay.
All right. So,
I'm nervous about the amount of business we're in for.
Not medically. We have enough doctors now, which is awesome.
Organizationally.
You have a me, right? Who do I have?
You need an Evan.
I need an Evan, exactly.
So get an Evan.
I think Paige wants to be an Evan.
She keeps telling me she wants to help, but I--
So hire her.
She could work for us until school starts.
She could be our summer office manager.
See, okay, this is the--
I don't know, Henry.
I don't know if Paige should work at Hankmed.
What are you worried about?
That she'll hate working with me.
That I'll hate working with her.
That I'll somehow change working around her,
or she'll change working around me.
That we'll stop being honest with each other,
or we'll start being too honest,
and then suddenly we're screaming and yelling, at work,
and I-- Saying things we regret
and wish we could take back,
but we can't take them back,
and then oh, my God, we break up,
and we break up badly, it's messy,
everyone gets involved, and it's a giant disa--
It ends, in a cataclysmic disaster.
Other than that, nothing.
[Chuckles]
I never thought I'd see the day when Evan R. Lawson,
CFO of Hankmed,
wasn't willing to take a risk.
I know.
Ugh, it's freaking me out too.
Take your time.
Whatever you want, whatever you decide,
I support you 100%.
Thank you.
Ohh!
I'm gonna hire her.
Maybe you're right, you know?
Maybe-- Maybe it'll be a good thing
- working with her. - Yeah.
And if it doesn't work out, I can just blame you.
So it's a win-win for me either way.
Good.
Hi. I am so sorry I'm late.
And I was just thinking
how socially undependable doctors can be.
[Laughs]
[Beeping]
I have to go.
Are you kidding?
No. I'm not.
Is it an emergency?
I need to go. I'm sorry.
Don't apologize. It was my mistake
for breaking my own rule.
We'll reschedule?
It's okay.
Better this happens now than on date number five,
when I really liked you.
I really am so sorry.
[Heartbeat]
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