05x03 - Lawson Translation

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Previously on Royal Pains...
Dmitry is back.

Do you really think
he had something to do

- with Boris's death?
- I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

I think I figured out Dmitry's motive.

Boris and Dmitry were brothers.

His name is Milos. He's Boris's cousin.

He seems really upset
about Boris's death.

So when are you meeting up with him?

He lives in Budapest.

Your HCG levels have plateaued.

This pregnancy may not be viable.

So we met with Shelby.
She offered to have us

take a look at their hospital
in Savannah.

I'll go.

Would you want to go along?

Georgia. I'm willing to travel.

Great, it's this weekend.

What about you?

Oh, I'm not going. Just Divya.

And now, you.

This is a cease and desist order.

The use of the home professional office

shall be prohibited.

You look nervous.

Me? No.

- Yeah.
- Why?

I've never been to City Hall.

It's called Village Hall.

- What?
- Evan, relax.

You're gonna be great.

- I know.
- Mr. and Mrs. Lawson.

- Ms. Ballard.
- Hi.

What brings the two of you
here to Village Hall?

All of our other neighbors
have agreed to allow Hankmed

to continue to operate

- out of Shadow Pond.
- Right.

So I'm submitting a signed petition

to ask for a zoning waiver.

I hope you won't take this
too personally or anything.

Of course not.

In fact, after your lovely party

I started thinking maybe
I should support Hankmed.

Oh! Well... I...

I don't know what to say.

But I also thought that before
I signed anything,

I should do my due diligence.

And that's when I discovered

that Hankmed doesn't have
a valid business license.

So even if you wanted to get

on tonight's agenda, you couldn't,

because you're not a business.

What do you mean
we're not a valid business?

I know. It's crazy.

I forgot to check one little box

when I applied for our original license.

Like, one box, Henry! A little one.

The woman is like a psycho.

She's out to get me or something.

Okay, I'm... I'm sorry.

So, we've never been licensed?

I've already fixed it.

We just have to shut down for,
like, 72 hours.

- Why?
- That's how long

the business license will take
to get processed.

- Three days?
- I prefer 72 hours.

Luckily, we have a light schedule.

Yeah, we also won't have
Divya and Jeremiah.

They'll both be in Savannah.
Which is why Paige

has already rescheduled
all non-emergent appointments.

If there is an emergency,

one of the on call doctors
can handle it.

For you, I've booked a massage,

a yoga class, and a golf lesson.

I'm sorry, massages, yoga,
and golf for three days?

Henry, you need to relax.

I've spent the last six months relaxing.

I want to be working.

- You're also a little tense.
- I'm not tense!

- I'm angry!
- All right.

In that case, I'll cancel the golf.

The massage is at 2:00. Yoga's at 4:00.

What's Dmitry doing
with Boris's Porsche?

I don't know.
Maybe he's getting it serviced?

What I do know is Dmitry
is still out of town.

Maybe I should take a trip.

That's a great idea.
I'm so happy you said that.

Where would you go?
You could go to Miami,

- or the Bahamas, or...
- Budapest.

Yeah, that would have been my next idea.

Oh.

Seriously?

Milos is still eager to talk,

but insists that we meet in person.

It made me wonder if he knows
something about Boris's death.

So, what, you'd tell Milos
your suspicions about Dmitry?

I need to get to know him first.

Well, here's a crazy idea.

Why don't we just go together?

No, no. You need to stay here

and take care of our non-business.

Hey, our non-business
is sending you to Europe.

Show a little gratitude.

Excuse me.

Yes, thank you for calling me back.

I have an appointment to check
my HCG levels on Monday.

Monday. At 4:30.

I'd like to see if
I could come in early.

I see.

No, no. No, thank you anyway.

Uh, after we check in,
I thought that we'd...

I've rearranged our itinerary.

Jeremiah, what's the rush?
We're here for two days.

I've decided to go back tonight.

Well, hello, Hankmed!

There you are!

Welcome to Savannah.

Hi. Mary Kay Higgins.

Director of Symphony Guest Services.

I am so sorry that I missed
y'all at the airport.

I tried to retrieve you two
at the luggage go-round.

We didn't check in any bags.

- I'm leaving tonight.
- Uh-huh.

But we are so looking forward

- to our tour of Savannah General.
- Well, terrific,

'cause your rooms here
aren't quite ready yet,

but that will give me plenty
of time to make it up to you.

I'm parked right over here.

Now, the health and wellness
fair starts at 3:00.

So, I'm first gonna show you
our fair city,

and then I thought y'all
might like to see

Savannah's sand Gnats.

I think that Dr. Sacani
is in a hurry, so...

Ms. Higgins, I would love
to see your sand Gnats.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Don't forget, folks, today is the first

of two games against
the Augusta Greenjackets.

How do you know about the sand Gnats?

They're a single "A" farm team.

Well, I have never been
to a baseball game before.

I had no idea that you were such
a big fan of base...

Ball? That was right down Broadway!

Let's go, Moe! Let's go, Moe!

Let's go, Moe!

Now up to bat, Moe Gilley.

And Franklin beats him

on a high outside pitch.
He's pitching him outside.

He should go to the opposite field.

They're shading him to pull left.

- Pull left why, Jeremiah?
- Moe Gilley.

Back up to the plate.

Oh, he shatters his bat!

Oh, so you make an out

- if you break your bat.
- No.

Then why is he going back to the bunker?

- The dugout.
- Oh, like cricket.

Nothing like cricket.

Why is he talking to that player?

He's not a coach.

- Is that even allowed.
- Yes.

Because he's no longer
in the bunker... dugout.

He's in the ready area.

How much longer is this gonna go on?

I know. This game does seem
to be rather long.

No, I was talking about your questions.

And Gilley struggling
a little bit, with two strikes

and no runners on base.

And he races a single

out to right field.

Ah, right field. Right advice.

Tripp Doby up to bat,
one runner on base.

Tripp is batting a .187,

three RBIs, and one homerun this season.

And he rips one to right field!

Going... and it's gone!

And takes a fall

before he gets to first base.

He... he's back up.

He's rounding third...
and he falls again!

There must be something wrong.

I don't know what happened.
They just gave out on me.

I couldn't get from base
to base without wobbling,

and then at third it was over.

A...

Oh, thanks.

Uh, Divya, do you mind
standing over there?

Has this ever happened before?

No.

Well, yesterday my right leg

gave out on me a little bit.
I mean, it was weird,

but I didn't think it was a big deal.

You know, I play 140 games a year,

seven days a week sometimes.
It's gonna take a toll.

Did you ever get to play in "The Show"?

No. No, I never caught the dream.

Tell you what, though,
I'll never give up on baseball.

I'd... l'd like to get you to a hospital.

You could use an M.R.I.,
a blood draw, an E.M.G.

Come on, man, I'm good. I'm good.

I'm feeling much better,
but I promise you,

if it changes I'll see the team doc.

He comes back into town next week, so...

- Whoops.
- Here.

- May I?
- Of course.

Can you fold your arms across
your chest and stand up?

Right this way.

- Mr. Kuester Ratenicz.
- Dr. Lawson.

What a pleasure. Hmm.

Thank you for traveling so far.

I'm happy to meet you, too.
And please, call me Hank.

- Call me Milos.
- Will do.

Please, sit. Drink?

No, uh, thank you.

I want to first extend
my sympathies for your loss.

Thank you. In our family,

the men always prepare
for an early death.

But it's true, we never expected to lose

my cousin in an expl*si*n.

I understand your grief.

Boris wasn't just a patient,
he was... he was my friend.

You are very humble.

Especially since Boris
was so healthy, thanks to you.

Another reason, I must confess,
I am glad we finally meet.

I share more than a surname with Boris.

You have the same genetic disease

my most recent bone scans.

Would you mind taking a look?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

Yep. Low bone density.

What does your doctor say
about myopathy?

No, hmm... how you say...

degeneration? No trouble breathing.

Well, those are good signs.

Milos, I'm not a specialist
in your family disease,

but you might consider flexible
intramedullary fixation devices,

which protect weak bones.

I'd be happy to research these if you...

I would like. Thank you.

Thank you.

Welcome to Savannah General.

I'm Britney, your admissions liaison.

- Oh, where's the waiting room?
- We don't have one.

No one waits here.

In addition to our hospital's

state-of-the-art medical facilities,

we also have a full service salon

for our staff, patients,
and their guests.

Uh-huh. I just need a bathroom.

Oh.

A little further.
Over here, to the left.

Where?

Okay, though I trust you completely,

- this is still...
- Stop.

Somewhat scary. What?

- Surprise!
- Oh, wow!

- Sit.
- What is this?

I got all of your favorites.

- Caviar.
- Ooh!

- Smelly cheeses.
- Nice.

- Fancy crackers.
- What's the occasion?

You.

Me.

Alone for three days.

Let's make the most of them.

I'm actually okay with
what happened this morning.

Yeah?

It gave me some time to do
a little research.

It turns out, a private citizen

can make public comments at the
conclusion of council business,

- like at the end of the meeting.
- Uh-huh.

So, private citizen "me"
can submit a petition

to get a zoning waiver approved.

That way, once our business
license is processed,

all our problems are gone for good.

- Evan, that's great.
- I know.

Now all I've gotta do
is cut my presentation down

from ten minutes to five minutes.

Um, maybe three minutes, too.

You want to rehearse, don't you?

No.

I think I remember how to do this.

Hey, doc.

Um, good news.

As the doctor explained,
your M.R.I. is clear,

so there's no mass,
and there's no spinal fracture.

- Oh, so I'm okay?
- It's true.

What happened today might

- be an isolated incident.
- Good.

We've got our second game
against the Jackets tomorrow.

I understand how much
baseball means to you.

Oh, come on, you too.

I saw the old-school scorecard
in your pocket.

You're a real fan, aren't you?

Um, my dad taught me.

We were... ahem.

He loved sports.

And I love statistics.

Baseball was something we could share.

Yeah, did you promise your dad

you'd make it to the big leagues, too?

Oh, I was never a player,
just an admirer.

Every game, a player
steps up to the plate

and tries to hit a 95-mile-an-hour ball

in 1/10th of a second,

and every game, it happens.

Watching baseball is seeing
the impossible become possible.

Yeah, I just like the sound
the bat makes

when I hit one on the screws.

I like that, too.

When will we get the first results?

Right away.

Really can't take
your eyes off her, can you?

Who?

All right, man, it wasn't a criticism,

just an observation.

Divya is my colleague, nothing more.

Sorry to interrupt.

Tripp's blood and E.M.G. results
will be ready tomorrow.

Where will you be?

At the stadium.

Two tickets?

Uh, one will do. She's not a fan.

Hey, Ev, it's me.

I just wanted to let you know
that everything's fine.

I had a long talk with Milos.
Turns out he actually spent

a lot of time with Boris
when they were growing up.

Anyway, Milos seems cool,
and this city is amazing.

I mean, it's just so...

beautiful.

Tell you everything when I get home,

but I'm really glad I made the trip.

All right, bye.

Ooh.

It's okay, it's okay.

Oh.

Oh.

What?

What's going on... whoa!

Uhh.

He is awake.

Boris?

Hello, Hank.

Don't worry, you're safe...

You're in Budapest
and in a secure location.

It's okay, it's just
a fast-acting sedative.

You will be fine.

Took the liberty to get your bags

from the hotel, if it's okay.

But obviously,
explanations are in order.

Hell, yes, they're in order.

Let's get you some coffee,

and I'll start from the beginning.

Welcome to our health and wellness fair.

I do hope y'all enjoy it.

Honestly, our unplanned trip
to your E.R.

is going to be hard to top.

Well, take a look around
as long as you like,

and give a holler when you're
ready to go to your hotel.

Thank you.

They certainly are nice
around here... Jeremiah?

Excuse me.
Can you answer a question about

high-risk obstetrics?

Yes, I run the perinatal center.

If I may, I'm a P.A.
for a primary care physician.

We have a patient.
She's about six weeks pregnant,

and her HCG levels are low
and seem to have plateaued.

Oh, that can be rough.

But recently she's been experiencing...

Uh, morning sickness.

Uh, well, really,
middle of the day nausea.

Is that a sign that her hormones
could be rising?

No, there's been no correlation shown

between nausea and rising HCG levels.

When was the last time
your patient was tested?

Uh, two days ago.

But she has another appointment
scheduled on Monday.

She can be checked sooner than that.

Have her call me.

Uh, she's leaving town
tomorrow, but, uh, thank you.

So...

After the car crash
following Carlos's birth,

and then the poison that
was found in your pool...

And then the HVAC infiltrator,

you and Dmitry allied yourselves?

I wanted to know
who was trying to k*ll me.

I presented the possibility
of betraying Boris

to a few of his family members.
The last person I expected

to be interested was Milos.

My cousin and I were quite close
at one time.

I was a...
mentor of his.

But, he jumped at the chance
to hire Dima.

We weighed his offer and decided
the only way to stop

these att*cks and discover why Milos

was so eager for my demise

was to let him actually think

Dima had succeeded in k*lling me.

And let all your friends think the same.

No, actually, I thought we
should bring you into our trust.

I was the one who insisted
on you not being drawn in, Hank.

The dangers of which were made
all too real

by your injury at Shadow Pond.

An unintended consequence that,
believe me, I deeply regret.

Not to mention the brain surgery,

the six months of painful recovery.

What about Marisa? Does she know?

Of course. She and Carlos are staying...

- In a secure location.
- Yes.

I hope you understand, Hank,

that this decision
was not taken lightly,

and that as my friend,

you will forgive the deception.

Has your... plan

shed any light on what Milos is after?

Some.

He refuses to go to the U.S.,

but continues to push for access
to Shadow Pond.

Whatever he wants seems to be there,

which is why Dmitry has been
working in my home,

- and for so long.
- But much to Milos's

frustration, I've been releasing
the details of the inventory

just one item at a time,
till we find out what he wants.

Hmm.

Well, why not just have him
arrested for attempted m*rder?

Yeah. Extradition
is a complicated process,

but that is our ultimate goal.

Will we approve speed bumps

or speed humps
in our public parking lots?

- I vote bumps.
- I vote humps.

Let us table this discussion
until our next session.

The floor is now open
for public comment.

Before I start, I'd just like to thank

my old friend, Warren, for his
many years of community service,

and congratulate him on his retirement.

But how can I do justice
in such a short time?

Mr. Hollingsworth, you've
given me a wonderful idea.

I move that the five minute
limit be waived

so that councilman Bostwick
can be saluted properly

by the public.

Rules are meant to be broken
on occasions

- as sentimental as this.
- Thoughtful as ever, Blythe.

I first met Warren
when I was four years old,

on the monkey bars
at St. Barnabas preschool.

I am so sorry for the confusion,

but we only have the six rooms,

and when Dr. Sacani...
lovely name, by the way...

cancelled his reservation,

that room was snatched up in no time.

But, as you can see,

Ms. Katdare's suite is rather roomy.

And with a pull-out...
not that a pull-out

is ever gonna scream "luxury"...

I won't oversell it. I can't sleep here.

I'll take the sofa bed.

No, I'll call a cab.

Could you give us a few minutes?

Take your time.

What's wrong with you?

This entire trip, you have been
so brusque with me.

Look, if I have done something
to upset you,

just tell me, because honestly...

I cannot take this anymore.

I miss the old Jeremiah.

The one without the beard. The...

the one who was my friend.

I love you.

And now, there's a large swarm of bees

circling around my house.

Eh, must be several hundreds of them.

I believe the hour allotted
for public comment is over.

It's actually not closed because
there's over a minute left,

and my name's on the sign-in
sheet, Evan R. Lawson.

- He's right.
- Very well.

- Take your minute.
- Thank you very much.

- Appreciate that.
- You're very welcome.





No, you had a minute when you stood up

and said you had a minute,

now you have 37 seconds.

- She's right.
- Thanks.

Great.

So, Hankmed has been in business
for two full years,

serving the community,
providing medical services

when and where our patients need it.

Its impact on the neighborhood
has been minimal,

vastly outweighed by
the advantages it provides,

because wouldn't you like
to know that day or night,

in an emergency, that you could be seen

by a professional neighborhood doctor?

As opposed to having
to drag your sick self

to the local E.R.? Well, guess what.

Our neighbors would,
which is why all but one of them

signed this petition
to grant Hankmed a zoning waiver

that would allow Hankmed

to continue to serve
the great historic township

of Southampton in the manner

that it not only expects, but deserves.

Ladies and gentlemen,
my name is Evan R. Lawson,

private citizen of the Hamptons,
and I thank you!

Sorry, what is she saying?

Mr. Lawson, we would be happy
to consider your waiver

pending an environmental impact study

on the effects of medical waste
in a residential neighborhood.

Okay. How long will that take?

Oh, not long. Six months to a year.

No, no.

Just please tell me you didn't...

Less speaking and more playing.

- Sorry to interrupt.
- Hank.

Checkmate.

Can't be late for my date
with Milos, can I?

- Dima.
- Huh?

As you have learned, Hank,

my relationship with Dmitry
is very complicated.

Well, brothers are never simple.

I connected the dots on
your family's medical history.

I'm impressed.

What I don't understand
is why it's a secret.

Yes.

A mandate, from our mother.

When I was quite young,

my mother had an affair
that produced Dmitry.

My father, understandably,

would not allow him
to be raised in our home,

so, my aunt... my mother's sister...

brought him up in their native Russia.

After my father d*ed, my mother
told us we were brothers

but that no one could ever know.

From that day on, we forged a bond

under the cloak of friendship.

And, as we can see,

my mother was quite right not to trust

my father's side of the family.

Which brings us to Milos.

How can I help?

You can return to Shadow Pond

and pretend that I am still quite dead.

Good morning.

I was wondering if Dr. Lee
had any openings today?

Let me check.

I am willing to wait.

Why don't you have a seat?

I'll fit you in as soon as possible.

Thank you.

That's the first out for the Sand Gnats.

At the bottom of the ninth,
the score is tied 2-2

and two men on base.

Anyone in particular catch your eye?

Jeff Marston. You a... you a scout, too?

Oh, uh, Jeremiah. I'm not with any club.

Now up to bat, Moe Gilley.

Hitting 298 with 14 RBIs

and 8 home runs so far this season.

Moe Gilley, what do you think?

Solid fielder. Great switch hitter.

Yeah, he's great when he's patient,

but I bet this pitcher knows

Moe is a sucker
for a first pitch fastball.

I'm guessing Tripp
just told Moe the same thing.

No. No, Moe will swing.

Moe Gilley, up to bat.

And Clark delivers a fast
curveball over the plate...

Strike one.

You called it, and the kid
definitely took Tripp's advice.

Fastball over the plate.

Just what Moe was looking for.

He singles to short left field.

The bases are now loaded.

You know, it's such a shame.

One of the smartest players
I've ever seen.


every scout wanted.

What happened?

Well, every year there was
always one player

that was better than him.

Got to hand it to him, though.

I mean, most players
Tripp's age would have

thrown in the towel years ago.

Doby is batting a .256
against Franklin this season.

Unh!

And he gets hit!

That will force in the game-winning run!

Is something wrong?

Dima.

He's late.

Why did you bring me here?

You've been spending
a lot of time here, haven't you?

What's Dmitry saying?

He's trying to divert Milos's suspicions

away from discovering us.

Says it's for both their benefits.

He would never betray Milos.

It's handled.

Good.

Dima!

Dmitry!

Dmitry.

Dmitry. Dmitry!

His pulse is weak.

Yeah.

He's losing blood, fast.

How is it?

His liver is lacerated.
The bleeding is bad.

Maybe if I can clamp off
the hepatic artery...

Do it! Dima, hey, hey.

Save your strength, Dima, okay?

It's gonna be okay.

Hey, hey.

Okay, got it!

Close the bleed, Hank.

- Yep, I know.
- Hank!

Ah! I can't get the bleeding to stop.

There must be another vessel involved.

- Come on.
- Dima. Dima, hey.

With me, all right?

I can't...

I can't find it.

He's getting pale, Hank.

Huh?

- What is that?
- An antihemorrhagic.

- A quick clotting agent.
- Good.

Come on, you stay here.

- Come on.
- Going home, Dima.

Stay here with me, okay?

- Dima.
- You already d*ed.

- Now it's my turn.
- Dima. Dima.

No. No.

Hey, Dima, you stay with me, okay?

Dima? Dima!

- Dima! Dima, Dima, Dima, Dima!
- Boris.

- Boris!
- Dima, stay here!

You shouldn't be out here.

Look, I'm pretty sure
I know what you're thinking,

but revenge is not the answer.

You have a brother, have you not?

- Then you can understand.
- I do!

But you and Dmitry had a plan!

Yeah, which Dima
can no longer carry out.

- Boris, don't...
- Hank!

My brother is gone.

He is gone. Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah.

Milos will be held accountable.

- I get it.
- I think, perhaps not.

Okay, let me help.

There is nothing you can do, Hank.

You still don't know
what Milos wants, right?

But maybe I can offer him
something he needs.

Hey, I heard what happened.

- Are you okay?
- His rib is fractured.

- Yeah, I took one for the team.
- Uh, well actually, you didn't

step in front of that ball
on purpose, you stumbled.

Yeah. Yeah, I lost my balance.

This muscle weakness is...
it's getting worse.

What about his E.M.G. results?

They say there's no myopathy.

- Well, what's wrong with me?
- We're gonna find out.

- Did they take a P.A. film?
- No, why?

Because Tripp's problem
may be cardiac in nature.

His heart could be slightly enlarged.

- Are you thinking...
- Cardiomyopathy.

- Yes, or cardiomegaly.
- They need to take

another X-ray.
From a posteroanterior angle.

Yes.

Am I losing my edge? I... like... am I...

I feel like I'm getting soft
or something.

How could I not know Blythe
was on the council?

- Okay.
- Am I crazy?

Forget about Blythe Ballard.

And remember who you are.

Evan R. Lawson, CFO of Hankmed.

You don't mope. You cope.

You don't run from problems.
You solve them.

And you certainly don't waste
the 18 of 72 hours

of alone time we have left,
if you know what I mean,

and I think that you do.

- You're absolutely right.
- I know.

- I'm not gonna mope.
- No.

- Moping's for losers.
- Losers.

- I'm gonna get even!
- Even? Even how?

Remember I told you that
councilman retired last night?

- Yeah?
- Well, there's probably

gonna be some kind of special
election now, right?

- Don't do it, Evan!
- I am gonna do it, Paige.

I'm gonna run for Village Council.

I'm gonna get our waiver granted.

I'm gonna bring democracy
back to the Hamptons.

So, give me the news.

Um, well, Divya's hunch was right.

The different angle on
your torso helped us discover

that you have an enlarged heart,

and combined with the muscle
weakness, it led us to suspect

- Pompe's disease.
- Pompe's disease?

- What's that?
- It's a genetic disorder that

stops the body from making an
enzyme that breaks down sugars,

and then they build up in your body

and it can stop your muscles
from working.

You're sure that's what I have?

The muscle biopsy confirmed it.

You'll be treated with
an enzyme replacement therapy,

but you may not recover your full speed.

Well, you know what?
I'm not gonna need it anyway.

It looks like I'm gonna be
sitting down most of the time,

yelling at the players.

You're giving up on baseball?

No, no, no. I'm going into coaching.

I got a call from the front office.

They said the scout was impressed

with my player development skills,

and they want to groom me
to be a hitting coach.

Well, then you may still
make it to "The Show."

Yeah. Yeah.

I may be an old player.
I'm gonna be a young coach.

- Congratulations, rookie.
- Thank you, man.

So, uh... how come Divya's not here?

I did not invite her.

Would it really be that difficult

for you to just walk up to her
and tell her how you feel?

I made the impossible possible.

Maybe you can too.

It's something to think about.

Divya.

What's wrong?

I never thought it could happen,

so I never let myself want it.

But then it did happen...

And when it almost went away
just as quickly...

I was terrified.

I should have known that meant
I really want this.

And when Dr. Lee told me that
my HCG levels were rising...

and...

everything was gonna be okay...

then I started crying.

And I couldn't stop.

So, uh...

now I know...

how much I want this.

How much I have always wanted this.

And I'm gonna do it...

I'm gonna have a baby.

You're gonna have a baby.

I'm sorry. I'm sure...

you don't want to know anything
about this.

Tell me.

Tell me everything.

Oh, hey! You at the airport?

Uh, not yet.
I just wanted to call and say

I was thinking about you.

Oh.

- Everything all right?
- Yeah, everything's fine.

I just, uh... I miss
my little brother, that's all.

Okay. I miss you, too.

Hank, I... I didn't fix anything.

I don't care, as long as you're okay.

But, I am running for Village Council.

Of course you are.

You'll tell me all about it
when I see you tomorrow.

Thank you again, Mary Kay.

Oh, any thanks go to you.

I heard how the two of you
helped Tripp Doby.

- He's my favorite Sand Gnat.
- Ours, too.

And when I see Dr. Sacani,
I will tell him.

Wha... no need to, darling.

He showed up at the hospital
over an hour ago.

Now, listen, you wait here
while I get the car.

Dr. Sacani should be done by then.

Uh, done with what?

I'll be right back.

Hello, Divya.

Jeremiah.

I almost didn't recognize you.

- Hank!
- Milos.

This is my friend, Ajuja. Ajuja, Hank.

Nice to meet you.

You are still in Budapest.

I leave soon, but first
I wanted to give you this.

It's information I found

on intramedullary solutions
for bone fractures.

- Thank you.
- I also made a phone call.

There may be a clinical trial
available for your condition.

Before Boris d*ed, I was exploring it,

but if you're interested,

I can see if you meet
the inclusion criteria.

I can see why Boris
appreciated you so much.

Great. Great.
Well, I just need some time

to catch up on
the current protocol, but...

I am looking forward
to partnering with you, Hank.

I hope this experience
will be a success.

I couldn't agree more.