Previously on Royal Pains...
It was the least we could do
since you agreed to this breakfast therapy session.
I always go above and beyond for my clients.
Thanks, Bob.
Paige and I needed furniture,
and furniture's really expensive.
You were off living the high life with Boris, so...
Speaking of, how's he doing? Is he okay?
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, no, he's, um... he's doing well.
I heard you say "immigration."
Oh.
If you're having trouble, maybe I could help.
That's very sweet, but I don't want you to handle it.
Hey, what you doing?
Uh, just girl stuff.
It's a thank-you from Oz.
The Oz that runs Snarkhampton?
Thanks, but I only gave him one photo.
Oh, no, no. This is for the next one.
What happened?
What did you hear from the rug restoration guys?
It was deemed beyond repair.
Look, maybe this is all just a big misunderstanding.
Yeah, only it's not.
And now I feel like I can't trust him.
You know, Russel said that rug was irreparable,
but I saw it, and it was reparable.
Repair... repair... re...
- Fixed. Fixed. - Totally fixed.
But when I confronted him, he said he didn't steal it.
He liberated it.
And then he called the Rosewills rug abusers.
That's what you called them last week.
Well, because they are, but you can't just take something from someone
because they're abusing it.
Yes, you can.
What about alcohol or drugs or children?
Whose side are you on?
- Yours, obviously, but... - But what?
Maybe this is something we should talk about with Bob.
That's the first intelligent thing you've said all day.
- Hi, Hank. - Hey, guys.
Hey.
Didn't you get my message about rescheduling the staff meeting?
Yeah, but I still have a lot of work to do on the Hanklab launch.
And I love the rain.
Ah.
What are you doing loitering out here?
- I'm not loitering. - Then what are you doing?
Nothing. I'm standing here.
That's loitering.
- Okay, anyway... - What, are you waiting for a new patient,
a big new patient, a whale?
You're not trying to land a whale without me, are you?
Paige, do you mind taking your dear, sweet husband inside?
I hear he has a lot of work to do.
Let's go, Evan.
What's with you smelling like vetiver?
What's with you knowing what vetiver smells like?
Let's give Hank some privacy.
- It's vetiver. - Thank you. Bye-bye.
Hello, Hank.
Hi, Charlotte.
Who's that?
Seems like they've met before.
Yes, it does.
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You know you can hike less vigorously if you want.
Nonsense, Hank.
Everything worth doing is worth doing vigorously.
Right, but you just started a clinical trial, and...
- Which is going well, yes? - Yes, but we want it to...
Then stop worrying and enjoy yourself.
Though I will confess to an ulterior motive
for asking you on this journey.
You mean the hike?
I mean the next six months.
- Coming through! - Careful, Hank.
Hard right, hard right.
Here comes the jump!
Are you okay?
Hi, I'm a doctor.
You guys both speak English?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I'm Charlotte. This is my guide Alex.
Can you help him?
Charlotte, hold his head.
Make sure he doesn't move his neck.
Okay, Alex, you've dislocated your right knee.
I'm gonna remove your shoe.
Okay, now your sock.
Alex, can you feel your toes?
No.
How bad is it?
I can't get a pulse.
Alex, your popliteal artery is compromised.
I need to reduce the dislocation,
or you could lose your leg.
Yeah, okay. Whatever you got to do, doc.
Okay.
God! Oh!
Still hurts.
His femoral condyles must have gone through the quadricep.
What does that mean?
The top of his femur has pierced the leg muscle and locked it in place.
Unfortunately, to make it better,
first I need to make it worse.
Charlotte, hold his shoulders.
Boris, grab his thigh and hold it steady, okay?
Alex, I'm going to extend the deformity.
I apologize now. This isn't gonna feel very nice.
- Okay. - Here we go.
Okay.
Good. I've got a pulse.
Will he be okay?
His leg needs stabilizing.
We need to find some way to get him down the mountain and to a hospital.
Boris, I want you find me a couple of branches about this long
I can use to splint his leg.
Yeah.
Good.
- What are you doing? - Building a stretcher.
- Here you go, Hank. - Okay.
Easy, easy.
Okay, good.
All right, we'll get your bikes later.
Charlotte, could you grab our packs?
Sure, if you tell me where they are.
They're...
I'm blind.
Synced by emmasan www.addic7ed.com
Thanks for answering my call so quickly.
My wife's had nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain.
All common side effects of lupron.
Sugar? Lemon?
This is fine.
You really should sit down.
I make a lousy patient.
Greg will tell you, I don't stop.
So you're taking the lupron for...
Fertility, we hope.
Naomi's begun our third attempt at IVF.
We started trying the old-fashioned way three years ago.
Then we moved on to intrauterine IUIs.
18 months of GNRH antagonists, follistim, gonal-F.
Hot flashes, luteinizing hormones,
breast tenderness, everything except a pregnancy.
Oh, it's all in here.
- Impressive. - Mm-hmm.
Comprehensive.
We pass all the fertility tests,
but two IVF cycles haven't worked out.
Third time's a charm.
Have you had any headaches or weight gain?
Nope.
Still, our O.B. is out of town,
so I would like to postpone a business trip.
No way. I'm fine.
And I need you back here by the 23rd.
Back me up, Hankmed.
Is the 23rd D-day for your egg retrieval?
Mm-hmm.
So you'll be starting trigger shots in about a week.
Well, your symptoms could be simple side effects,
but I do think that Greg's concerns are valid.
We should rule out O.H.S.S.
That's a condition where hormone treatments cause swelling of the ovaries.
Yes, ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome.
She had a mild case of that during our first try.
Well, a severe case could be life-threatening.
Let's do a quick ultrasound.
We're both eager to be parents.
It's just all these hormones.
I wish she'd take a break, but you know how women are.
I'm trying to learn.
Ovaries look fine.
No sign of swelling.
Oh, my God. Thank you.
Thank you.
I'm so relieved.
Honestly, so am I.
You hear that, sweetie?
Now hit the road. Come home safe.
She just cares about my sperm.
I also care about my oocyte development.
How's that look?
- Actually, obstetrics isn't our area of... - Perfect from what I can tell.
Follicle growth is right on track.
More good news.
I love Hankmed.
I'm just the messenger.
No, you're a breath of fresh air
and one that I really needed.
Thanks for your optimism.
I wasn't sure you wanted this to happen again.
This was never our problem.
Talking is what got us into trouble.
In that case...
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And here you go.
I was just wondering what could make this morning more perfect.
I'd like to think you mean me,
but I'm guessing it's the coffee.
You smell good too. Vetiver.
Actually, your fancy hotel bath products get all the credit.
Mm. Alex just called.
He's being released from the hospital tomorrow.
He's been given the all clear to fly home,
where he'll have a full recovery, thanks to you.
Well, will you be going home too?
No. Alex is just my biking guide.
I'm flying on to the Seychelles for business of my own.
Okay, um, I hate to ask an obvious question...
Yes, I can navigate airports alone.
Actually, I was gonna ask what business you're in,
but that's good to know.
Oh.
We really haven't talked much.
No.
I own a resort spa in Big Sur.
I'm exploring expansion options.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
So you're not just a speed demon.
But I am a speed demon first and foremost.
Right.
The faster, the better.
My parents had me on skis before I was five,
before I lost my sight.
Well, nothing slowed you down.
It was a freak accident.
I was playing with wet cement.
And you damaged your corneas.
I still have light sensitivity in my right eye, though.
Enough to tell that it is a perfect morning.
The best I've ever had in Monaco.
You know, I rarely talk about my accident.
I'm not sure why I brought it up.
Maybe it's 'cause I'm a doctor.
No, I think it's because you didn't ask.
Hello.
I'm calling for Viviana Torres if she's working.
I mean, if she's not busy.
It's for you, Viviana.
Viviana.
Oh, hello, I hope I'm not disturbing you.
It's Jeremiah Sacani. It's Dr. Sacani.
- I was hoping you'd call. - Oh, good.
I mean, I was hoping you were hoping.
I mean, do you like music?
No, I hate music.
Of course I love music.
Well, there's a concert tomorrow night at 8:00.
I know that might be pushing it with your work.
Oh, sounds like fun.
Text me the address, and I'll meet you there.
Oh, my boss is staring. Got to go.
It's arranged then, 8:00... oh.
New patient?
Uh, she's not a patient.
It's... never mind.
You're being a little evasive.
It's a private matter.
So I texted Naomi.
I just ran into my O.B. at the hospital,
and I told her about Naomi's infertility treatments,
and she told me about a chat room to support
and encourage women undergoing IVF.
Oh, well, a chat room sounds like
the proper forum for encouragement.
Is there an improper forum?
Well, I noticed you got a little emotional with her.
Naomi's so keen to have a baby.
Who wouldn't root for her?
As long as rooting doesn't cloud one's objectivity.
There's nothing wrong with being positive.
We all hope for the best.
Okay, you can't... You can't have a heated tryst
with a hot spa owner in Europe and not tell me, Henry.
Look, we didn't part well.
I thought we were just ships passing in the night.
Well, ship's in port now, so tell me everything.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Her name is Charlotte. - Yeah.
Yeah.
That's not funny. It's not fu... just tell me.
Jeez, I didn't realize Hank's hookups were such a big deal.
Well, they are... they're like freakin' bigfoot sightings.
They're like sasquatch sightings.
Oh, my God, Instagram rules. She is here.
Emma who in the flesh drinking a...
A caramel macchiato. Hi.
I'm Parker, and caramel macchiato is totally my drink.
And I wanted to hate you just for blowing up all over the Snark.
I mean, Emma who, big mystery.
She can't be that pretty, but look at you.
I want your hair. Where do you get it done?
In my bathroom.
- Um, hi. - Hi.
Um, what's the Snark?
Snarkhampton.
It's a gossip site.
And her photo's all over it.
Emma who? Where did she come from?
She's this week's best of the best.
Totally knocked Reed off her throne.
Oh, my God, look at that.
It's Emma.
Yeah, there she is.
And again.
We're all like, you must be paying Oz a fortune.
I don't even know who Oz is.
- Oz? - Yes.
No one knows who he is, but he picks who's hot
but can also totally burn you.
Snarkhampton's just a silly gossip site.
I couldn't agree more.
Sorry if my kid sister's bugging you.
She gets a little starstruck.
I'm no star.
You're the mysterious Emma who.
I'm the not-so-mysterious Cinco.
Oh, hi. Hi.
Nice to meet you. Hi, Cinco Phipps, hey.
Hey, nice to meet you. I'm Hank.
- Nice to meet you. - Evan, nice to meet you.
- Pleasure. - He's really William the Fifth,
but that sounds all velvet cape,
so we call him Cinco.
Are you coming to my party tomorrow?
I wasn't invited.
This is me inviting you.
Right. Okay.
Um, where do you live?
My driver Garcia can pick you up.
Oh, you have a driver.
Garz used to be our manny,
but cinco's all "my driver" now since he's turning 18.
Let's give him your address.
Okay.
Your gay dads are cool.
Ah.
What's she getting herself into?
A chauffeured Bentley with a guy named Cinco.
Who was very polite.
Yeah, I don't like him either.
- Oh! - Whoa.
So sorry.
Too much multitasking, not enough looking where I'm going.
You are in a rush.
A patient Jeremiah and I saw this morning has developed hematemesis,
but I have a minute.
Do you need me?
Oh, no, no, no, no, I have someone coming over.
Someone?
Yeah, I'll tell you later. It's a long story.
Oh, my gosh, between you and Jeremiah,
I don't know who's become more mysterious.
- What's up with Jeremiah? - I don't know.
We've gotten to be such close friends since I became pregnant.
He's been an amazing source of support and comfort for me this past year,
and I've tried to be there for him in return.
But recently, he's gotten secretive.
Huh. You're not worried, are you?
I don't know enough to be worried, which worries me.
Look, it is Jeremiah.
Yeah, I know, but it seems sort of odd.
Which is what I meant when I said "it is Jeremiah."
But if you're concerned, talk to him.
I will. But you're probably right.
It is Jeremiah.
Yeah.
Okay, so tell me what happens.
Yeah.
Only if you tell me your long story.
Ah, I'd love to, but you have a patient,
and I got things to do.
Come on.
Make your points and keep up the pace.
All right, all right.
Look, I know what Russel did was bad,
but people should get three strikes.
People who play baseball, not people who steal.
All right.
Stealing's a big part of baseball, though, so...
Okay, well, this isn't baseball,
and Russel didn't steal home.
He stole a rug from a home.
Paige you're slowing down. Don't slow down.
- Ah! - I'm gonna slip!
So what have we learned?
That we suck at party games.
That we can't move forward if we don't move together.
Excellent. Come here.
Now we're getting somewhere.
What?
I feel like we're not getting anywhere.
I mean, this is fun and everything,
but what should she do about Russel?
That's not for me to say.
I've never even met the man.
- Well, you could. - Meet him.
Please.
I love how you two challenge me.
Let's pencil this in for tomorrow.
And...
- Okay. - Here we go.
Right together. One, two, three, four.
Two, three, four.
Okay, so you've been upstairs,
downstairs, met Emma.
I think that's everything.
- Hello there. - Except that.
Hi.
I'm Charlotte.
You never said she was blind.
You must be Evan.
Yes, I am Evan. Hi, Charlotte.
How did she do that?
Well, I'm blind, not deaf.
And I may have mentioned you.
Sorry, I'm just... wow.
It's so nice to finally meet you.
You too.
Evan what... what are you... what are you doing?
I'm showing her what I look like.
Okay, stop that. Blind people don't want to feel your face
- any more than sighted people do. - What?
But it's a weirdly common misconception.
Actually we prefer to sniff your hindquarters.
- That's a joke, right? - Right.
Okay.
But you do have super smell and super hearing, though.
Another common misconception. We don't have super anything.
I just depend on my other senses more.
For instance, that was the doorbell.
That was another joke.
You're getting it.
- Hi. - Emma Miller?
- Yes. - Sign here, please.
They're compliments of the shop for your event tomorrow.
Oh, my gosh, thank you.
- What's up? - They're from Berkeley's.
They want me to wear one to Cinco's party.
Well, you are Emma who.
Oh, my gosh.
There's so many.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
They're gorgeous.
Ooh, Charlotte, what do you think of this one?
Emma, she's blind.
But again, not deaf.
Oh, I love chiffon.
Wait.
Is it a little short?
There's only one way to find out.
So, Charlotte, are you in town just to see Hank?
Or... sorry, I didn't mean "see."
I meant, like, whatever word blind people use.
- We use "see." - Oh, good.
And yes, she's here to see me.
Actually, I do have another reason.
I'm also here to consult with a surgeon that Hank knows
who does corneal transplants.
Don't look so shocked.
Seriously, how does she do that?
Hematemesis is the medical term for the vomiting of blood
as opposed to hemoptysis, which is the coughing up of blood.
The latter is more common,
but that may be more information than you were looking for.
So hematemesis and fatigue.
Any other new symptoms?
Anxiety, but maybe that's because Greg's gone.
Possibly.
Your heart and lungs sound normal,
but your blood pressure is a bit low.
98.6.
You may be dehydrated from the vomiting.
We should take some blood.
Don't worry.
We're gonna get to the bottom of this.
Thanks.
This was so not the plan for our real baby.
Real baby?
Our first baby was Khaki, the magazine.
For the modern multicultural couple.
Yes, I've seen that.
Greg and I birthed it, raised it, then let it go
to Conde Nast in a bidding war.
Made enough to move out here and buy the house I grew up in.
So this is your parents' house.
Not even close.
My mom was the cook and the housekeeper here.
Do you have an arm preference for the blood draw?
You know, nothing seemed impossible for us until now.
Sometimes, the impossible can happen when we least expect it.
Trust me.
Well, that sounds like a story.
We really should be getting your blood,
not telling you stories.
Oh, come on. Tell me, please.
Well, once upon a time I was told
that I could never have children.
Now I have a miracle.
Her name is Sashi.
What a beautiful name.
Most right-handed people prefer the left arm.
I need pictures.
Oh, she's adorable.
Oh, what's that she's wearing?
Her Argentinian grandmother made it.
Left arm it is then.
Oh, sweet.
- Oh, and look at her cheeks. - Right?
I am really glad we're doing this.
The hotel has a bath butler.
How could we not get a bath buttled?
We couldn't not get it buttled.
Champagne?
I got it.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Okay, riding down a mountain at 45 miles an hour takes nerve,
but not spilling a single bubble...
That's just downright impressive.
Cheers.
So look, I don't want to ruin this.
Then don't.
Walking away now would be a lot messier than last time,
and I don't mean just getting out of the tub.
I'm just... I'm surprised you're considering the transplant.
Well, it's risky, and there are no guarantees.
And I've never felt deprived, but I can't help but be curious.
What if I can see?
Well, look, I know how independent you are,
but when you go into the city to meet the surgeon,
I'd like to come with you.
You better, because this whole thing is your fault.
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Okay.
You can relax your arm. You're doing fine.
No, I'm afraid you're gonna run away.
We're going upstairs.
- There's a railing right there. - Thank you.
Charlotte, I don't want to be presumptuous,
but I'm thinking of asking Boris for a week off,
so you and I can spend some more time together.
Top step.
And I don't want to be presumptuous,
but I have my assistant looking into the same thing.
This is all so perfect and beautiful and...
- Romantic. - Yeah.
You know, this morning, I was thinking about this guy
I went to med school with.
Okay.
Less romantic.
No, not like that. I was just wondering.
Have you ever considered a corneal transplant?
Yeah, a couple years ago.
'Cause they're using stem cells now
- to research... - I know.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to press.
- I don't need fixing, Hank. - No, no, no, no.
That... that's not at all what I was trying to...
No, let's just leave our travel plans as they are.
It's simpler that way.
Charlotte, please. Please don't go.
Hank, we're done here.
Okay, at least let me just...
Let me walk you back to your hotel.
Thank you, but I don't need your help.
I'm glad you made it.
Happy Birthday.
It is now.
Emma.
This is our friend Reed.
Did you see what dad and stepmonster gave Cinco?
They got you a boat? Cheap bastards.
Speaking of cheap,
your high-low look with the slippers,
nice try.
Um, thank you.
It wasn't a compliment.
Reed's bitchy to everyone.
It's her thing.
No, I'm honest.
I saw that dress at Berkeley's,
but they only had the larger size.
She can't stop herself.
How about a tour of the boat?
That sounds great.
She looks a mess.
So what are you gonna name it?
Heh, I don't know. I suck at naming stuff.
My chocolate lab's name is Labby.
Yeah,My Giant Boat would be really lame.
Ooh, how about Cinco de Mine-o?
- Okay. - Cinco!
One sec, all right? There he is.
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Already bailing?
Oh, no. Not yet.
Shall we?
Thanks for driving me in.
I'm glad we had time for a walk before your appointment.
Are we here?
We are.
Just warn me before you do a backflip over the mad hatter.
I could do that, you know.
Yeah, I know you could.
This is where it happened.
They were repairing the walkway,
and my friend and I thought that the wet gooey cement
was like our moms' makeup.
My eyes started burning.
The white rabbit's ears sticking up was the last thing I saw.
Well, his ears still stick up.
And his coattail blows out behind.
It certainly does.
Great last sight.
Mm-hmm.
Or not.
Yeah.
I keep wrestling with this whole surgery thing.
Well, it's complicated.
You want to go over the pros and cons?
Done it a million times already.
You do it.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Well, the pro side's big. You might see again.
I mean, maybe not 20/20,
but since your optic nerve's still intact,
once your cornea's been replaced,
your vision could be restored.
And on the other hand?
On the other hand, a corneal transplant
means a lifetime of immunosuppressants
that can damage your kidneys or liver,
and that's assuming your body doesn't reject the transplant outright.
Your business will have to take a backseat for a while,
and if the surgery isn't successful,
you could lose the bit of light you can see now.
It's risky.
Thank you. That helped.
I don't think I'm ready.
I'm cancelling the appointment.
I understand.
I'll drive you back to the Hamptons.
So no Crow's Nest? No Cannon?
Yeah, sorry. No Jack Sparrow either.
Whoa, what is that?
Vaporized absinthe.
Zero calories, but, like, tons of kick.
Including one from me if I see you trying that.
Oh, my God, he's going all big brother.
He's totally trying to impress you.
Ooh, hey.
What happens on board stays on board.
Oh, yeah, sure.
So if your parents got you this for your 18th,
what are they gonna get you when you turn 21?
Your own country?
Depends on how guilty dad's feeling that particular day.
I come bearing gifts.
Uh, what kind?
Rare mojo of the diamond plant nurtured in hermetic labs
by virgin chemists for the finest potpourri.
Uh, no, thank you.
I took care of you earlier, birthday boy.
You're not feeling it yet?
Wait a minute. You slipped me some?
Peanuts!
Get your fresh peanuts!
Sorry. Just one sec, okay?
Sure.
Reed?
Reed, are you okay?
It's cool. She always does this.
Is she, like, in trouble?
I-I can't tell.
Hey, uh, Hank, can you call me back please?
I really need your help.
Come on, Sash. Come on.
Do it again.
Show grandma Lorena how you roll over.
Did she not take your word for it?
It's different when you see it.
I put her on her back, and she rolls over onto her tummy.
It's incredible.
Come on.
Please do it again. Come on.
Come on, Sash.
I look forward to the video.
Did you review Naomi's blood work?
Yes, I've already called her.
She's anemic, and her L.F.Ts are high.
I scheduled a C.T. for the morning.
I also remembered she mentioned acupuncture,
so I asked about supplements.
She's been drinking special teas.
I told her to stop.
What about IVF?
Have you told her she may have to drop out?
She might not have to
if we can figure out what's wrong with her liver.
Look, I know that I've let this get personal,
but Naomi's worked so hard to be a mother.
I want that for her.
Oh, no.
What, is it Naomi?
No, it's Evan. He needs me on call tonight.
Tonight's your private matter.
- Yes. - I'll cover for you.
My nanny's free tonight, and you've covered for me so much lately.
Thank you. Are you sure?
Of course.
I would hate for you to miss your private matter.
Oh. When did that happen?
She did it again, and I missed it again.
Come on. Come on.
Come on, honey.
I'm cool now.
Call off Medevac.
You should still let Hank check you out.
Guys, I may have slipped Cinco a few too many magic beans.
Avast, ye scurvy dogs!
Raise the mainsail!
All hands. We're casting off.
- Dude, chill. - Out to sea.
Cinco, stop! You'll ruin the boat.
Go to the helm. We're heading for a... hey!
Easy, man.
I'm the captain now!
Walk the plank. Deep six.
Cinco, come on. You are out of control.
No!
What the... who are you?
Easy, easy.
What's he on?
Bath salts.
Okay.
Oh, my God, what did you do to him?
Sedated him until the cathinone in his system can be metabolized.
- He may need another shot or two. - Ahh!
Whoa.
That should do it for now.
I don't need a therapist. I have a therapist.
We have come to your house, your haven,
your sanctum sanctorum.
- You're feeling ambushed. - Because you ambushed me.
Because you ambushed the rug.
To preserve its dignity, its heritage, and its beauty.
- It does look really good. - Evan.
But I'm here for Paige.
It looks good because I had it repaired.
Yes, but what have you damaged in the process?
This is getting deep.
Let's try something.
Everyone lie down.
- Really? - Please.
Relax.
Feel the rug.
Hear the rug.
Understand the rug.
What would it have you do? Would it understand?
It's Paige or the rug, Russel. What's it gonna be?
Good clarity, Evan, but let's give Russel a moment.
When you said concert, for some reason,
I assumed you meant rock concert.
- You hate classical music. - No, I like it.
I'm just not dressed for it.
No, you look beautiful.
Please stay.
I wasn't gonna leave.
- Shall we? - Yeah.
Two please.
I'm sorry, it's cash only.
Cash only?
Uh, why have such a policy?
I'm just a volunteer.
I have cash.
It's just that I find paper currency cumbersome,
and of course, there are the known sanitary issues,
but still, I feel embarrassed.
Please. My treat.
Thank you, but I will repay you.
Only if you get it in pesos.
What happened?
I got a date for my deportation hearing.
How was your day?
We better go in.
Thanks for coming.
Thanks for calling.
That was some pretty weak sarcasm.
Could be because I meant it.
I'm glad you feel okay calling me in a situation like that,
not that I want it to become a regular thing.
It was crazy.
I mean, I've been to parties where people are out of control,
but usually there aren't yachts and chauffeurs and Prada gift bags.
Yeah, well, money doesn't change people,
but it sometimes shows you who they really are.
Unfortunately.
Wait. Where's Charlotte?
Did I make you miss your date?
Ah, it's okay.
Given the circumstances, she'll understand if I...
What? It's over, and you said I did good,
so go change your shirt and get out of here.
Okay. Okay.
We can talk more about this later.
Oh, yeah, I can't wait.
Now that's some sarcasm.
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Oh, I'll get it.
Hi.
Cinco would like you to know that he sincerely regrets today's events
and hopes that you will accept this gift
until he can apologize himself.
Thank you.
He really is a good kid.
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Berkeley's dropped off the shoes a little late, huh?
Yeah.
See you later.
Later.
Naomi!
Hi.
Are you okay?
You didn't answer your phone earlier or the door just now.
I was worried.
Everything is perfect.
I'm pregnant.
No, you're swollen...
and jaundiced and confused.
I think your liver function has...
Naomi, I'll take care of it.
Naomi, stop.
I got it.
Naomi, all these pots and pans,
do you cook with them?
Every day.
They're the ones my mother used.
Why?
The swelling in your belly is probably
fluid accumulating in your peritoneal cavity.
It's called ascites, and along with the confusion,
it's a byproduct of liver damage.
So I'm not pregnant?
I'm afraid not, but I think I know the cause of your liver problems
along with all the symptoms you've been experiencing.
You have too much copper in your blood.
I'm taking you to the hospital.
The penicillamine acts as a chelating agent
to remove the excess copper from your system.
So each time I used mama's old pots,
I was poisoning my liver?
Mm-hmm.
Thank God Greg doesn't drink tea.
Yes, he wasn't exposed to as much copper as you.
Too much copper can also replace zinc
and block estrogen receptors.
Which would prevent me from getting pregnant.
Yes. Once you remove it,
you will vastly improve your odds.
I'm so lucky you came over.
Why did you?
I don't know.
Maybe maternal instinct.
Ever since I had sashi, I have been a mess of emotions and hormones,
but in your case, I think it helped.
Well, from one mess of hormones to another,
thanks for everything.
- The Canon in D was lovely. - Mm.
I prefer the Shostakovich,
but maybe I've catered too many weddings to enjoy Pachelbel.
Should we try a rock concert next time?
Only if you're wearing that.
I've been thinking about your immigration hearing.
It doesn't seem right.
You've lived here since you were a child.
Some of my patients are very good lawyers.
You're kind.
I want to help any way I can.
You can start by paying me back.
Oh.
I know it was hard to send the rug back.
Are you gonna be okay?
Mm, better than okay.
Bob was right. It was weighing on me.
Well, I'm proud you could let go
and that we can start fresh.
Well, not quite.
What do you mean?
The porcelain foo dogs were completely neglected by the Zhangs.
The Wentworths used the Navajo serape as a cat bed.
The P.S. Heggen mid-century wastebasket?
The Usamovs were putting actual trash into it.
The late 19th-century impressionist seascape
was left hanging directly in the sun.
The revival chandelier was stored in a basement.
How's your entree? Not too rare, I hope.
Mm-mm. Chef fired it just perfectly.
Want a bite? Yeah, I do.
Mmm. Yeah, yeah.
It's a little gamey, but it's pretty solid.
Here, want a bite?
Mmm.
So listen, I know you have a flight tomorrow,
but I am not letting you get away without a plan, okay?
I want us to spend more time together.
Well, that's good, because it turns out I'm sticking around.
What?
I called the surgeon back.
I want to get the transplant.
Wow.
I mean, I know... I know you love a hairpin turn,
but what changed your mind?
You did.
You reminded me what a risk taker I am,
but you didn't push.
Well, I-I try to learn from my mistakes.
Thank you for giving me the space
to come to this on my own.
Thank you for giving me a second chance.
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