Previously on Royal Pains...
To Emma.
And how lucky we are to have the chance to make up
for the 18 years we missed.
We want you to stay here for the summer.
You can move in with me and Evan.
Everything worked out great.
I paid her. What?
The turkey club isn't bad.
Uh, whatever you suggest.
With just a touch of mustard.
I hope you enjoy it.
The sandwich is for me? Yes.
I love you.
And I love the way this is going.
Can I jump in? Verbally, of course.
I don't want to be a helicopter physician anymore.
You can be any kind of physician you like
after we've fulfilled our objectives.
I'll see you onboard. We leave in 10 minutes.
She is so cool.
People should pay you to babysit.
I would.
Oh... Seriously, though, I would love for you to babysit.
But not now. Tonight is for you to enjoy yourself
and to meet some people your own age.
Yes, a handful of teenagers have been
strategically invited for you.
What Jeremiah means to say is that
Evan and Paige want you to feel at home.
Uh, right.
And I do. I love living with them.
But they do know I'm from Missouri, right?
Not The Hunger Games?
I feel pretty silly.
You look silly. That's part of the fun.
You know what's not fun? This wig. It feels like my head is in a vice.
Okay. Let's get started.
Attention, tributes.
Take your marks, please, on your discs.
Thank you for coming to welcome our sister
and new roommate, Emma Miller!
And thank you for throwing me this really cool party
and not making me wear a costume.
Dinner will begin shortly. But first, you,
our tributes, must compete
for your place at the table. Yes!
Around the cornucopia you will find envelopes with your names on them.
Why are they doing this?
Inside each envelope...
We're hungry, it's a game. Hunger Games?
No, I understand the allusion to the popular young adult dystopian trilogy.
I just don't understand why. Oh.
- Well, neither do I. - Upon my shot,
let the game begin!
Uh, wait. Honey, I thought we decided against the flaming arrow.
What are you... The whole reason I agreed to do it
was because of the flaming arrow.
Mmm.
May the odds be ever in your favor!
Evan? Oh, God.
Our roof. I think it's...
Catching Fire. Clever.
Well, on the bright side, since they know HankMed,
they got here really fast. Right?
Also on the bright side? Firemen are super hot.
Ew. Come on.
What?
Well, it's always nice to see HankMed,
but I prefer it when you're helping people, not endangering them.
Not your finest moment. Yeah. It was an accident.
That's good. Because otherwise, it's arson.
Kevin, are you okay?
Yeah. I just, uh... I just need to catch my breath.
These days, to catch his breath,
Chief needs a five minute head start.
Why don't you mind your business?
I'm just saying you could stand to hit the weight room every once in a while.
And maybe not add bacon to everything.
I said mind your business.
So, Divya, when are we getting that drink?
I think you know when.
Yeah, but I'm going to keep asking.
Okay.
Chief, are you sure you're all right?
You're still out of breath, and they were doing most of the work.
Yeah, well, the thing is...
Randy's not exactly wrong.
Hey, Evan.
Good luck with your landlord.
Thanks.
I think you should get checked out.
I'm fine.
You should come check him out tomorrow.
You know where to find us.
We're not getting our security deposit back, are we?
Ripped By mstoll
Hey, Emma. It's your older brother speaking.
Uh, your older, older brother. It's Hank.
Sorry I had to miss the big welcome dinner,
but I will be back soon.
Okay, I'll check in with you later. Bye.
Boris, what are you doing?
Boris, listen to me. You need to go back inside.
I'd like to go inside, Hank, but I have misplaced my, uh, jacket.
I'll be right up there. Just go inside.
He's crazy! He must be sick in the head.
I fully intended to replace you, Hank.
Until I realized the appearance
of a rift between us could be useful.
So, when I didn't join you on your helicopter,
that was just the appearance of a rift.
No, that was an actual rift.
And it still is.
Go, go, go, go, go. Merci.
Sorry. Is that really necessary?
Your abandonment has forced me
to accelerate our plan.
And progress your fake symptoms into dementia.
Without you to document "bone" fractures
that signal my deterioration,
a public display of mental instability was my next choice.
Yeah, of course.
Allow me to go on a bit, and then,
uh, retrieve me.
Go on? What are you gonna...
Oh, boy...
What have we learned today?
I'll tell you what we've learned.
Crime butchers innocence.
And in the words of our friend, Robespierre,
wealth has become our crime against the state.
Has it not? Not the money again.
Wealth. Wealth. Wealth.
Okay. Okay. Retrieving you.
Excuse me.
Excusez-nous, show's over.
Let's just get right over here, my friend.
Sorry about that.
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Okay, I think they got it.
Settle down.
Okay, good. Good.
Bonjour.
So, it's clear you've wanted
to appear symptomatic.
Now might be a good time to explain why.
Boris, if you want my help,
I need to know.
Once cousin Milos was detained,
I gained greater control, as you know,
of my family's bank
and discovered we hold certain funds that are,
to say the very least, tainted.
You own a Swiss bank. Aren't most of your clients hiding something?
Tax evaders or...
This account is uniquely egregious, Hank.
It reflects more than mere greed.
I intend to purge my bank of this filth.
Yeah, okay. So, have them arrested.
Oh, Hank. The layers of Swiss bankery
are deliberately opaque.
Milos was the only one who dealt with, uh,
this account holder's representative.
Who lives here in Monte Carlo.
So, you've been here, creating a scene,
hoping to make them nervous and flush them out?
Yeah. If I can identify them,
then I'll alert the authorities.
And with you appearing unstable,
you think this guy will approach me.
I know, I know.
You're just a simple doctor,
here to administer a clinical trial.
But I was hoping to impose
one last time upon you for some multitasking.
Listen, Boris, I know you're upset about my decision
to stay in the Hamptons. No. No.
Monsieur Lawson? There is a call for you.
I'm sorry. For me? Yes, for you.
He'll be there. Un moment.
Okay.
No one knows where I am.
Evan would call my cell.
It appears it has begun.
Can I count on you, Hank?
Don't you always?
You should take that phone call then.
Allons-y.
Of course I'm upset at the situation. We've been evicted.
You sound angry. Well, that arrow didn't shoot itself.
That's absolutely true. The bow.
It was the bow's fault. It was not as advertised.
That is not what I...
Never mind.
Please tell me what you were going to say.
I always mind.
Well done, Evan.
You turned my "never mind" into an "always mind".
All credit to the master.
Thank you.
Now, please, tell me how you feel.
Bravo. Okay.
I feel like we've been down this road before.
How so? Height of summer,
no place to live.
There's always Hank's or your parents'.
Oh, I see what you mean.
We're back to square one. Yeah.
And I kind of thought we were past that.
At least to square two or three.
Are we homeless or are we just hopeless?
Well, one. But it's not hopeless.
Look, sometimes a housing problem
is simply a housing problem.
Then, it should have a simple solution.
Which it would. If things were different.
But they're not. But they could be.
Please. Just help us.
It's a bit unorthodox. But I might know a place.
Hello.
Sorry to chow down while you guys are doing this,
but we can get called out at any time.
And I like to grab a bite when I can.
Or two or three.
Since your shortness of breath has gotten worse,
we're going to have you blow into the spirometer.
Okay.
Hey, Doc. Can you spot me?
Yep, I can see you perfectly.
Hey. Aren't you show-offs gonna break for lunch?
If that's Tommy's chili, I'll pass.
His cooking's probably what made us all sick.
Hey, that chili has been in my family
since the 1800s.
Yeah, that explains the crust on it. Nasty.
Well. Are you all sick?
Mmm-mmm. Any nausea?
Nah, nothing like that.
So, it's not food related.
Oh, thank God.
Thank God. I'm just feeling run down.
You know. But still ready for that drink whenever you are.
I'll let you know.
Sounds like you need a new pickup line, dude.
Oh, like you've got something better?
Check this out. Hey, there.
I hope you know CPR,
because you take my breath away.
That's idiotic.
We're firemen. We know CPR.
Right. Well, they see the uniform, they hear CPR,
it paves the way and brings up an important topic.
Okay. Tell us more about your symptoms.
Just, uh, you know, feeling lightheaded.
Headaches.
Could only bench press 240 today.
It could be environmental. We should check for a carbon monoxide leak.
No. We're the fire department.
Tommy, show them the monitor.
All good.
If everyone is a little off,
we should examine all of you.
Me first.
Sorry, we'll get back to you.
Let's go. Let's go. Move out.
No, no. No fighting.
There's plenty for all.
Hello, Dr. Lawson.
Or do you truly prefer "Hank"?
Hank is fine. Usually.
Call me Berta. Sit.
Oh, I was talking to Bijou,
but I do appreciate your obedience.
And I prefer to do this seated.
Ah! My bunions are killing me.
If you became my doctor, could you get me back into heels?
These sensible shoes are hideous.
If you were my patient complaining of toe pain,
my first question would be about your diet.
My diet is exceptional.
I live to eat. And to drink, of course.
But let's get on with it.
I assume you're aware of the influence you hold over K.J.R.
Or as you call him, "Boris."
You have power of attorney over his affairs.
Who says I have power of attorney?
Don't waste our time, bitte.
It's a fact.
As is your client's descent into madness.
Apparently, a family curse.
I need to get my clients' money out of his bank
before he ruins us all.
Why would I help you?
Because my patronage will be considerably more generous than K.J.R.'s.
Let's just say
you won't be tethered to a little guesthouse
for the rest of your life.
Listen, Boris trusts me.
Trust is nothing more than a man's weak point.
It's why humans are as powerless as pigeons,
eating from any hand that feeds them.
Filthy creatures.
What would you need from me?
Ah. It's simple, really.
I need to transfer funds I represent
out of K.J.R.'s bank without his knowledge.
You want me to declare him unfit so he is out of the picture.
That would take too long.
Although you can use that defense,
should anyone ask you after the fact.
All I need is your signature.
And your silence.
I need to think about this.
Close of business in Geneva is at 4:30.
You will meet me there at 4:00.
You seem pretty sure of that.
Oh, I am.
Come, Bijou. Come, baby.
Did you know she would want to take me to Geneva?
No. But it's better than I had hoped.
If she transfers the money, it can be intercepted.
Arms out, please. Yeah.
I don't know why I have to dress like a banker.
I mean, Berta knows I'm a doctor.
She knows you're a doctor to whom I awarded
power of attorney three years ago, Hank.
Which means she also knows you currently control
the third oldest private bank in Geneva.
But no pressure, right?
Appearing as if you're living beyond your means makes you
seem easily manipulated.
Yeah? Yep.
Which, clearly, I'm not.
Can't she just fill out a withdrawal slip or something like that?
This is not your corner automated teller machine.
Clients like these require individual attention to feel secure.
Fear not. I'll have you back in the Hamptons soon enough.
I know you prefer it there.
Look, I'm happy to be here, Boris.
As your doctor and as your friend.
For 48 hours, yeah. Here.
Well, I... These cufflinks
were a gift from Otto von Bismarck to my grandfather.
Boris, that's very... You may return them
when we're done with this. Oh.
Right. The suit of course, you may keep.
But not the car.
The car?
From here to Geneva is a five-hour drive.
You will go alone, as my accompanying
you would raise Berta's suspicion.
Once there, you will proceed to my bank.
Which is designed not only to ensure privacy,
but near anonymity.
Once inside, you will be left to handle the transaction in private.
You will find all the necessary paperwork in the desk drawer.
Interpol doesn't want to arrest this Berta
until they have enough evidence to encourage her
to betray those whose money she represents.
All you have to do is sign her electronic transfer,
not unlike writing a prescription.
After that, your job is done.
I will be rid of their money,
and the authorities will have the evidence
they need to build their case.
Mmm. No. No transfers.
I want it in cash.
Five hundred euro notes, please.
And may I see your phone a moment?
Yeah. Sure. But, Berta, that's a lot of money.
I mean, it will be heavy. And you have bad feet.
You shouldn't be carrying it around.
I won't be.
What are you...
You will.
Well, this is it. My little guesthouse.
- What? - Bob. It's beautiful.
My nephew lived here for a while, but he's gone now.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Oh, no, he's still alive. I just had to find a way to get him to move out.
He had a Christian death metal band that used to practice here.
They were an abomination. Ah.
Anyway, I've been a little reluctant to rent it out since then.
Now, I know there are potential boundary issues.
Oh, but... But this is us acknowledging them?
Oh, I acknowledge the boundary issues.
I acknowledge the boundary issues.
Wonderful. And since you even have your own entrance,
we'll never have to see each other except when you're in session.
I think it's perfect.
It's not too small for the two of you? No.
Are you kidding? It's actually three of us with Emma. But it's huge.
Oh! Emma. I didn't realize she was living with you.
Is that a problem?
Not for me.
Thank you. I'm sure she's going to love it, too.
If you're here for that drink,
you're going to have to come back. I'm on duty.
So am I. Is Kevin around?
Oh, he's sleeping. We were up late putting out a warehouse fire.
Are you a little out of breath now, too?
Yeah, a little. I think Chief's thing is going around.
Well, is anyone else getting worse?
I got a little lightheaded earlier.
Tommy, you were born a little lightheaded.
Maybe it's viral. Huh.
What do you mean? Like, a cold or something?
Well, I'm thinking "or something" is more likely.
How did you get the cuts on your hand?
Debris drill last week, warehouse last night...
Who knows? Our hands get beat up all the time.
Yesterday, I saw you cleaning out the fish tank.
Are you the only one who does that?
No. We rotate.
What's a fish tank got to do with it?
Pseudomonas. It's a bacteria found in fish and their water
that can infect people
through abrasions and lacerations
in the skin, resulting in a type of pneumonia.
We should do some chest X-rays.
Jeremiah, could you go to the car and get the machine?
Uh...
We could start just by culturing some of the water from the fish tank.
And wait days for the lab results
when we could make a diagnosis now?
No, you're right. Okay.
Well, let's, uh... Let's head upstairs.
Okay. Great.
You know, this isn't really that heavy. I mean, you could probably...
You're not leaving my sight until this money is safely deposited.
You have a lovely face, but you know too much.
You know, I see your feet are still bothering you.
Maybe I could take a look, you know.
Don't worry, Dr. Lawson. We will be seated soon enough.
It's just on the street there.
Oh, good, I was afraid your bank might be further away.
Not my bank, my car.
I've lost my faith in Swiss banks.
We're going to the Caribbean.
The Caribbean? But...
Don't worry. You don't need your passport.
No, I was just... My bag is in my car.
It's been collected.
I'm very thorough, Doctor.
Yeah. Yeah, you are.
Hey, are you hungry?
Because I am starving
and I hear the restaurant at the Four Seasons is excellent.
We haven't time.
But I'll stock the plane and we can celebrate our partnership onboard.
What shall we have?
Well, I could always go for a steak and a bottle of something red.
Ah... A man of simple pleasures.
And since we're in Switzerland,
some cheese and chocolate.
Aber natürlich.
And how do you feel about oysters?
Dr. Lawson. Are you trying to seduce me?
I'm not.
How am I insulting Emma?
I only said with all her stuff here,
this place is cozier than we thought.
Oh, no, no. You didn't say cozier. You said tighter.
Excuse me. Once she gets here,
we'll be sharing a bedroom wall.
So what? We're not kicking her out, Paige.
She's excited to live here. And we're not kicker-outers.
At least I'm not. Oh, and you think I am?
Look. At least she works lousy hours.
Exactly. She's going to come in late and wake you.
You know how grouchy you get.
What did you just say? I said you know how grouchy you get!
Well, I guess I do now!
Did she forget her key?
I don't know. Did she hear you yelling at me?
You were yelling at me, too. No, you were yelling at me more.
We were yelling at each other. Open the door.
Hey. Is everything okay?
Yeah. Uh, we weren't too loud, were we?
Honestly, Bob, he hardly ever screams at me
at the top of his lungs like that.
No, you didn't disturb me. My power went out.
Yours is fine?
Yeah, it's... Yeah, it's good.
Uh... Do you want to...
Do you want to come in, or... Thank you.
What is that amazing smell?
Oh, uh, muffins. They're for you, actually.
To thank you for renting us this beautiful, perfect place.
And yet, you're arguing.
No blame.
What have we learned about disagreements?
That they can bring us closer.
As long as we head towards each other.
So?
I agree that it's close quarters with Emma here.
And I don't want to evict her.
How do you feel about Emma sharing your home?
She's so grateful. She's great.
We want to welcome her... And this is gonna be so good for her.
I asked you how you feel.
Do you want her to live with you?
No.
There's your pattern. You put others' needs ahead of yours
and your marriage suffers.
Does Emma have other options?
Hank offered his spare room.
But we insisted.
We do this to ourselves.
We have to talk to her.
It can be very risky
to insert a third person into a new marriage.
Oh, my lights are back on.
- Thank you for the muffins. Mmm-hmm.
Sorry for barging in. Oh, not at all.
We're grateful you did.
Really? Are you kidding?
This is awesome.
It's like we have our very own concierge therapist.
Concierge therapist. That does sound awesome.
Berta, you seem a bit unstable.
Are you in pain? I'm in heaven.
Welcome back, madam. Hello, Yousef.
Do you like my home?
Oh, my. This is where you live?
Yeah. Europe has grown so fussy.
It's your toes, isn't it?
And my ankles. Come.
Too long a flight.
Sit here. Let me take a look.
Okay. Is this tender?
Okay. How about here?
Oh, sorry. Your calf feels warm, and so do you.
Look, I want to run some tests.
Well, I'll cool down once we have deposited these funds.
Coffee, Schnell.
Banco Caribbean opens in half an hour.
Okay. I think you should rest first.
I'm worried you may... No more worrying, Hank.
I thought you'd escaped the neuroses
your people are so prone to.
By "my people", I assume you mean doctors.
And, yeah,
we do worry when it's a matter of life or death.
Hmm.
Oh. Oh, hello.
I was just... Working out?
Good for you.
Well, physical fitness is a healthy life choice.
You're right. I should do the same.
Uh, you don't need muscles.
Did the firemen inspire you?
Women notice firemen.
I'm impressed.
It sounds like you're thinking about getting out there and dating.
That's great.
Taking a chance.
Getting over that hurdle can be the hardest part.
Is that your problem?
The hurdle?
I don't have a problem.
You won't have a drink with Randy.
I'm a mother. Uh, I've got my hands full.
So, you're never going to date again?
Right now, that seems possible.
Fine. Fine. It's a lame excuse.
Maybe Randy isn't your type.
No, actually. I like him fine.
I may have slid back into an old habit.
It's easier to say no.
Well, you shouldn't use having a baby as an excuse.
You're right. I know.
But she's such an adorable one.
Hmm.
How about you?
You know, are these workouts for anyone specific?
No.
Yep.
You are definitely spiking a fever.
Yet, you're the one sweating.
You're right.
They don't call it the tropics for nothing.
Hmm... Um...
I have an idea of what's going on with you.
But I'd like to perform an ultrasound just to make sure.
Okay.
If you could, uh, lift your right knee for me, please.
Ah...
Thank you.
Okay, good.
Okay, let's take a look.
Uh-huh... Ah.
"Ah", what?
It's what I was afraid of.
Now, if you look in the middle of the screen,
can you see that shadow right there?
There? Exactly.
It looks like you developed a DVT,
a deep vein thrombosis during the flight.
From inactivity? Mmm-hmm.
I'll give you an injection of Lovenox to prevent the thrombus from enlarging.
If inactivity is the cause, I... No, no, no, Berta.
You need to lie still.
You can't risk the clot breaking loose
and embolizing to your lungs.
That would be life threatening.
Please.
How long will I be waylaid?
Uh, a few hours.
And a cool bath wouldn't hurt.
Okay. You're going to feel a little pinch.
Okay, good.
He's getting worse. We were just watching a movie.
Chief was hogging the popcorn as usual, and out of nowhere,
he gets short of breath.
I checked his airway and gave him oxygen.
But it hasn't helped. You're right, it hasn't.
He's getting cyanotic.
Is there something wrong with his lungs?
No, all of your chest X-rays were normal.
This is central cyanosis.
The mask isn't helping because his blood isn't carrying any oxygen.
If Dr. Sacani is right.
Yes, his blood is chocolate brown.
We need to get his sats up.
Tommy, in the aquarium, do you use methylene blue?
I use something blue.
Can you get some for me? And some pH strips?
Well, how can that help?
Just go get it.
How can that help?
By converting methemoglobin to a more efficient hemoglobin,
methylene blue counteracts the properties of methemoglobinemia.
It will change his blood.
- Here you go. - Thank you.
PH is good.
Hang in there, Chief.
So, not only do you drink like a fish,
you get better like one, too?
Mmm-hmm.
What was happening right before you put him on oxygen?
Oh. Nicolas Cage said, "Hey, dirtbag," and then...
Not in the movie, you idiot. To the Chief.
I was getting to that. Nothing happened.
He, uh, was watching a movie and eating popcorn.
Did you all eat it?
Yeah. Yeah.
But Chief gets his own bowl.
Because he's Chief.
It's very salty.
Yeah, he salts everything. Even pizza.
My mother was a lousy cook.
Could you show us the salt?
Sure.
It's in here.
You moron. That's not the salt.
This is. That's the stuff I used to cure the corned beef on St. Patrick's Day.
Sodium nitrite. And you keep it next to the salt?
I'm not the moron, you are.
At least I didn't put it on the popcorn.
Or in the salt shakers.
Wait. So, we've all been eating it?
Which is why you've been showing symptoms.
Fatigue, dizziness and shortness of breath.
It's nitrite poisoning.
A few hundred milligrams can be toxic.
Although not, in this case, fatal.
So, which one of these clowns do I demote for trying to kill me?
Once you stop ingesting nitrite,
it naturally leaves your body.
You'll be fine.
So, I just got the worst of it
because I had the most of it.
And because you're older.
Thanks. And heavier.
Thanks again.
You should be in the hospital
until your oxygen level returns to normal.
I'll call an ambulance.
Or we can use the one downstairs.
Put down the phone, Dr. Lawson.
Oh. Uh, yeah, hey.
I was... I was wondering if we could get a couple of burgers.
You know, maybe some nice, cold beers.
I like mine rare.
If you can't taste the blood, what's the point?
Don't you agree, Doctor?
Uh, yeah. Yeah, no, I like a nice rare burger.
But you should really keep your leg elevated.
I don't want... What I don't want is to wait any longer.
I realized if my health is at risk, we need to make
our deposit as soon as possible.
We go to the bank. Now.
Okay. But, Berta, you have a...
Don't make me cut off the phones, Hank.
Or anything else.
Look, it's not that we don't want to spend time with you.
Obviously. I mean, we really want to get to know you.
If we didn't, we never would have offered in the first place.
Yeah. It's just that, apparently, for the sake of our marriage, we...
We shouldn't have... Sure.
I mean, you guys are still basically newlyweds, right?
Yes, we're... No. What?
Yes, we are. Well, it's not official.
I mean, take your time. Figure it out.
It's... It's complicated. Even to us.
So... Guys, I get it.
It's a small place.
The last thing you need is, like,
me in the next room, listening to you...
I mean, not that I would listen to you or...
Right. ...that you were making...
Oh, my gosh. You know what? TMI...
We'll just leave it at "I get it."
Let's leave it at that. That's great. Yeah. Yeah...
Uh, thank you for understanding.
I mean, that's awesome.
And you're going to love living here with Hank, too.
He's super fun. Do you like running?
Well, no, not really.
Baseball?
Uh, no.
Any favorite medical journals?
You know, why do we only have to do things
that he wants to do?
Oh, my God. Welcome to my life.
Guys, don't sweat it.
Why would I whine about living in a place like this with,
you know, my second favorite brother?
Aw. Nice.
Yeah. Oh. I've got to put Sashi down.
I promised Divya I'd get her to bed on time.
Oh! Do you have, um... Uh...
You know... Uh... Already? Yeah, sure.
What do you need? No, no, no. A key.
Because I live here now. Of course.
Yeah. A key.
Sorry, I don't know what...
Here you go.
Thank you.
You guys can just let yourselves out, right? Yeah.
Great. I'll see you later.
- Cool. Bye. - Bye.
Well, that... That went pretty well.
Yeah.
Up to a point. The point where you assumed she wanted more money?
Yeah, that point.
Hey, we should tell Bob.
I was just thinking that.
Unless it would seem needy.
We have a session tomorrow. We'll just tell him then.
Although we could stop by.
To see if he's had any more power outages.
Perfect. High five.
Hennrick? Yousef?
Get back inside.
Stop! Don't move!
You are under arrest for terrorist financing and money laundering.
Put your hands up. Okay, okay.
It's not my money. It's his.
No, not.
Look, I'm a sick woman. I have an embolism. It could kill me.
He'll tell you. He's my doctor.
Actually, he's my doctor. When he's available.
It's good to see you're still alive, Hank.
How the... Have you been following us the whole time?
Mostly. Would have been nice to know.
How bad is her embolism?
She doesn't have one.
I was just trying to stall in the hope that I could find a way out of this.
You showed it to me on the ultrasound.
I saw the blockage myself.
That wasn't a blockage. That was my cufflink.
Technically, my cufflink. True.
The pain in my legs and my feet?
Is from gout. It's not life threatening,
but you should try to avoid eating rich foods,
red wine, oysters, that kind of thing.
No, where she's going, that won't be a problem.
You're a traitor. We had a deal.
We did. But like you said,
trust is for the birds.
Oh. Here you go.
Keep them.
Hmm.
Better, Chief.
Hmm. Well...
Chief's breathing easy.
The guys are super grateful.
And how's everyone feeling now that you're all nitrite-free?
Well, it turns out nitrite was the tastiest part of Tommy's cooking.
Right.
So, maybe we should get some food with that drink.
What drink?
Oh, right. The one we'll never have.
Well, I'm free now if you are.
And I haven't had any dinner. Seriously?
After you.
Wow. Look at you.
Yeah, I've been working out.
So, uh, turkey club today or a cheeseburger?
Because I can't decide what you feel like.
If you do CPR, it takes my breath away.
What?
Cheeseburger.
I encouraged her to overindulge,
hoping the attacks of gout would slow her down.
You were wise to make yourself so useful.
I figured sedation crossed a Hippocratic line.
So, I'm glad you appeared when you did.
Once again, I've dragged you into a gray area where you don't belong.
Not too shabby, this gray area.
So, how did you track me? GPS in the cufflinks?
Don't be silly, Hank.
It's easier to hide money than people.
Oh, this is yours.
I hope you haven't missed too many important phone calls.
None, actually.
They seem to be getting along just fine without me.
My plane will be at your disposal within the hour.
Boris, you don't seem too pleased with this mission.
Is this where you tell me there's more work to be done?
Don't worry, Hank. I won't enlist you again.
I've asked too much of you already.
Boris, I am more than grateful for all the ways you've changed my life.
Not the least of which is making HankMed possible.
And to be honest,
I've enjoyed helping you in your work.
Minus the kidnapping and the handcuffs,
getting drugged and shoved
in the back of a limo in Budapest...
Yeah, yeah, I understand.
You force me out of my comfort zone.
And that's been good for me.
But I have been exploiting you, Hank.
Allowing your moral compass to guide me these last years.
It's why I was so unhappy with your decision
to stay in the Hamptons.
I thought I needed to simplify my life.
But this life isn't simple, is it?
One doesn't have just one enemy
or one stalwart friend.
And purging my bank of one
particularly odious apple isn't enough.
My family's business has always been murky, to say the least.
I want to leave my son a different legacy.
And what legacy is that?
I don't know.
I know only that I must summon the courage
to find it and find my own compass.
But where do I start?
Looks like you've already started.
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