01x10 - Am I Blue?

[bunniefuu]

I'm Hank.
I was your typical
emergency room doctor.

Until I got fired.

ADMINISTRATOR:
You let a billionaire
hospital trustee die

to save some kid
off the street.

I made a judgment call.

You made a mistake.

HANK: This is my brother.

I'm Evan R. Lawson, CPA.

HANK: He took me away
from my troubles
and to the Hamptons.

And suddenly,
I had a chance to become
a whole new kind of doctor.

It turns out the wealthy
and not so wealthy out here

could use a guy who
makes house calls.

So, I've got a second chance
to do what I do best.

It's amazing.
You can actually
sew up a human being,

but you can't wrap something
with parallel sides.

You know,
I went to medical school,

not the American Academy
of Gift Giving.

So, you want to
go halfsies
on his present?

Oh, what, so you can
tag along to the party?

No. What? No.
'Cause I consider Tucker
a friend, actually.

You consider
everyone a friend.

No, I... So, what?

So, that's not friendship.
It's schmoozing.

You know,
I bet you don't even
know how old Tucker is.

I know he's too young
to like Top g*n.

And too old to get a present
wrapped in the funny papers.

He's 17.

Okay? So the scene
may be a bit
sophisticated for you.

Mmm-hmm.

Caught it. And PS,
he loves Top g*n.

That was impressive.
I know.

Hey. Happy birthday, Tucker.

Thanks, Hank.

Hey.
Hey.

Am I the first one here?

No, actually.
But I bet you're the last.

Tucker's dad claims he's
flying in for the occasion,
so we had to cancel the party.

You canceled it? When?

This morning.
On Twitter.

Twitter. Right.
I don't Twit.

Tweet.
Got it.

Hey. Thanks for letting
me use the bath... Hank?

Jill.

She was
the first one here.

You don't Twitter, either?

It's Tweet.
I guess we should...

No. Stay for a slice
of sugar-free,

gluten-free, dairy-free
chocolate cake.
Sounds festive, right?

I'm guessing
Libby baked it?

We can celebrate
Tucker's birthday

and Jill's news
about the clinic.

There's news
about the clinic?

Uh, yeah. Boris sort of
wrote me a blank check.

Really?

Yeah. But, Libby,
how did you
know about that?

Well, as a cyberchondriac,
I'm sort of tapped into
the local medical community.

And people are talking.

Yeah, she's sort of
tapped in like
the pope's sort of Catholic.

Ow!

Where's my boy?

[LAUGHS]

Dad? You really made it.

You didn't think
I'd miss your birthday,
now, did you?

I take the Fifth.

Ready for your present?

Sure.
Here it is.

Happy birthday, Tucker.

Bridget is
my new assistant.

Uh...

Oh!

[LAUGHS]

Thanks.

[TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING
ON STEREO]
EVAN: Under this proposal,
your employees would enjoy

the same HankMed
benefits that you do.

Friends with benefits, I like.
Employees with benefits?

Yeah, but bartenders
and waitresses who don't
call in sick as much

means higher productivity,
less turnover,

and just a healthier
bottom line overall.
So...

Well, I do appreciate
a healthy bottom line.

Yeah, me, too, man.

Mr. Blackman,
are you interested?

My summer staffers
come from Russia,
the Balkans...

They all want to come here
and party in the Hamptons.

I want them to look
good and work cheap.

At the end of the summer,
we both go home happy.

We'll have your results
tomorrow and I will
e-mail you a full report.

How about I e-mail you
an invitation to
tomorrow's private party?

I don't mix business
with pleasure.

Uh, and I think
they're peas in a pod.
I'll see you there, brother.

Well, that man
is offensive.

That man is
a role model.

He's you.

Uninterested in
anything beneath
a woman's surface.

I try to see beneath
their surface.

That's why
I stare so hard.

[LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY]

I'll bet you've never
even had a female friend.

Yes, I have.

Oh, really?
Well, who?

Does my mom count?

No.

Do you count?

Definitely not.

All right. Yeah. I've
never had a female friend.
That's interesting.

Hmm. So what?

So until you're capable
of seeing women

as anything more
than objects,

your relationships
with them will fail.

Oh, come on.

Okay. What's
the longest relationship
that you've been in?

Eight months.
Six months.

Three and a half.

I rest my case.

What... Divya.
If I wanted to have
a female friend...

Okay, if I wanted to,
I could.

DIVYA: Bye, Evan.

I think.

[TECHNO MUSIC BLARING
FROM CAR]

How do you know
this music?

What, this?

Digital Handshake Factory?
Are you kidding me?

They're, like, the biggest
Albanian export since chrome.

They? It's a guy
and his laptop.

No. What?
God, that's heartbreaking.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, this music,
it's making me homesick.

I'm from Poland,
so that's not easy to do.

[SPEAKING IN POLISH]

Uh, excuse me.
Hold up one sec.

[MUSIC STOPS]

Here.

Welcome to New York.

Really?

Yeah. Just
a friendly gesture

from a friendly guy
to somebody who could
maybe use a friend.

My number is right
there on my card.

You can call me if you want
to talk music or whatever.
Just in a friendly way.

"HankMed." You're a doctor?

No. I'm who
the doctor works for.

So, you didn't hear
from Boris personally
when he made the donation?

Nope.

Yeah, I've been
trying to reach him.

You can't just
go next door
and knock?

No, he's gone.
And he hasn't responded
to my messages.

Hank, um, is there
something wrong?
With Boris?

Why do you ask?

Hank! I think
we're about to hug.

HANK: We are?

I don't see
any way around it.

You're a good man.
I would like to bridge the
divide that's separating us.

It's feeling bridged
as we speak.

[SOFTLY] What the hell
are you doing here?

Let's open that
present, huh?

TUCKER: Yeah.

Wow. Fancy wallet.

Actually,
it's a passport cover.

Tucker and I are headed off
to the Serengeti
for a two-week safari.

Just you and me?

You, me, the roar
of the lions,

the silence of the giraffes,
and the laughing
of the hyenas.

[IMITATING HYENA]

[LAUGHING]

That sounded
just like a monkey.

No. A monkey
sounds like this.

[IMITATING MONKEY]

[CHOKING]

[GLASS SHATTERS]
LIBBY: What's happening?

Tucker? Oh, my God.

What did she take?

I have no idea.

Here. Empty this
out for me.

She's barely breathing
and her pulse is weak.

Bridget?
Stay awake for me.

Tell me what you took.
Bridget.

My God.
What is she on?

Everything.

We need an attending.


Pulse, thready.
BP, 80.

Alcohol on board.
Denies drug use,

but her purse was
a Walgreens franchise.

Benzos, opiates, barbs
and amphetamines.
Let's go.

When you said
you had a party, Jill,
you meant a party.

We have a possible
OD here, Doctor.

No withdrawal to pain.
Bridget! Can you hear me?
Bridget!

You guys ever hear
of an ambulance?

Limo service of choice
for emergencies.

I can write down
the number for you
if you'd like.

No gag reflex.
I need an intubation tray.

After a nosedive,
she regained consciousness

and was alert
and responsive till we
pulled into the parking lot.

Looks like she slid
a few points down
the Glascow Scale.

Yeah.

No worries, Hank.
I got your back.

Get me a CBC,
a CHEM-7,
and a DSU-7.

I need a cardiogram
and a head scan.

Here you go.

Hey. You want to jump
in on the intubation?

Come on. Party girl
might appreciate
the concierge touch.

Yeah. I don't have
privileges here.

I'm not going to
snitch on you.

What, are you afraid
you're a little rusty?
Come on.

Oh, just tube her,
Charlie, will ya?

Oh, she's so cute
when she's bossy.

Okay. We'll get out
of your way.

Her breath smells like
acetone. You might want
to get an anion gap.

You don't want to miss
an obvious ketoacidosis,
Doctor.

If you're wondering,
I didn't tell him
about us.

Then, he's
a good guesser.

Knowing Charlie,
he asked around.

You know I had
nothing to do with
hiring him back.

Why do they even
want him back?

I thought
something went down
and he got fired.

No, something went down
and I almost got fired.

The hospital loves him.
Huh.

No matter how messy
things get, Charlie's the guy
who always comes out spotless.

But I'm the girl who always
gets stuck cleaning things up.

Nice ex, huh?

You're using ex
pretty loosely, right?

Hank, he was halfway
across the globe.

And now he's back.

Excuse me.

Hey, guys.

Hi.

Is she okay?
She will be.

You didn't need to come.
You should have finished
your birthday dinner.

Dad went to bed.

He passed out, Tucker.

I think Dad's
drinking too much.

And maybe
doing other stuff.

It's at that point again
where I never know
how he's going to be.

Up, like he was
tonight, or down.

Yeah. He did a stint at
Hazelden a few years ago.

He just needs a break.

He needs an intervention.

Yeah, well, Marshall Bryant
sitting in a circle of chairs

even if they're Eames chairs,
is never going to happen.

But, I was thinking that
if you approached him...

You know,
as a doctor...

Without saying
that it was
Tucker's idea.

Wait. Your dad would
listen to me?

Yeah. You stood
up to him.

And no one does that.
And I think
he respects it.

MARSHALL: I told him
to check the rods.

You wanna be sure
she's never been rebuilt.

See that?
Yeah.

MARSHALL:
Yeah, see that down there?
That's what I'm talking about.

Hi. I hope
I'm not interrupting.

Oh. Someone has to.
When he gets started
on front-engine Ferraris,

I clear my schedule
for the day.

[LAUGHS]
I'm here to
check on Bridget.

The hospital said
they discharged her.

I discharged her, too.

It was poor judgment
to hire her.

And worse to bring
her to Tucker's party.

It's cool, Dad.
You've already
apologized.

Does anyone want
some iced tea?

Or something
a bit stronger, Doc?

No, thanks.

A little early
in the day. For me.

Well, I'm glad
you stopped by.

Tucker needs
immunizations for Kenya.

Think you could
hook him up with that?

Can't Dr. Fitzsimmons
handle it?

You saw that some
of Bridget's pills had
my name on them, huh?

Most of them. Prescribed
by Dr. Feelgood Fitz,
who I checked up on.

If you have
an accusation,
make it.

No accusation.
An observation.

Last night,
your pupils were saucers.
Today, they're pin points.

So?

So, you're mixing
uppers and opiates

and chasing them
with alcohol.

That's bad news.
We should be
very worried about me.

Well, the good news is,
you still have options.

You haven't destroyed
your liver yet,
you're a man with resources...

And you're a man
seeking resources.

That's not what
this is about.

No?

Look, if you want
to make a change...

I don't.

And never mind
about the immunizations.

Once again, Hank,

you're fired.

Stop by again.
We'll go for
the hat trick.

[TECHNO MUSIC BLARING
FROM CLUB]

You and me should be friends.
I mean it. Just only friends.

Why don't we
just become friends?

I really think that
we should be friends.

I'm a really
good listener.

Plus, my BFF just
became my frenemy.

Love your necklace,
by the way.

You could do my nails.

We could play
Cranium or something.

Do you like Atari?

What do friends do when
it's a guy and a girl?
You know.

You know, they probably
don't make out, right?

That's not, like,
a friendly game.
So...

Oh, no. Sorry. Sorry.
Just waiting
for something.

Can I help you?

Actually... Hi.
Sorry, I was here.

Hi.

[LAUGHS]

[TECHNO MUSIC BLARING]

What is that?

I made you a CD.

No, you didn't.

My favorites.

Oh, my God. Thank you.
That's so cool.

How do you say
friends in Polish?

[SPEAKING IN POLISH]

[SPEAKING IN POLISH]

[SPEAKING IN POLISH]

[CAR HONKS]
I've got to go.

You know what? What are you...
What are you doing tomorrow?

Uh... It's my first day off.
Nothing. I'm sleeping.

Do it with me.

The nothing part.
Obviously not
the sleeping part.

We could hang out.
Like, go to the beach.

I have a boyfriend.
He works here.

Perfect. All of us.
We can all be...

[CONVERSING IN POLISH]

Yeah, that.

Sure.
Yes?

Yes.
Cool. High five.

Sorry, that's
an American joke.
We can hit. Bam!

[LAUGHS]
Okay. Cool. See you.

[LAUGHS] Bye.

Thanks for coming.

How is he doing?

He's okay.

Hey, Tucker.
I'm glad you called.

As a hemophiliac,
you just can't
take chances.

Well, it looks like
it's just...

Internal bruising.
Yeah.

I broke out
the factor Vlll
right away.

No other injuries?
Soreness?
No.

Nice work on the IV,
by the way.

You called him?

No. I did.

I thought you said
you were all right.

I am.
I told her not to call.

No. You should
be examined.

He slipped rushing
down the stairs.

LIBBY: Yeah,
trying to get out of here.

I would have been
taking them two at a time.
Three at a time.

Libby. Easy on
the saber-rattling.

It's true.

We had an argument.
Tucker didn't
want me to drink.

Is there any bleeding?

No. He's okay.

He's lucky.
He could have
been hurt.

That's the last thing
I'd ever want.

I'll live, Dad.
It's over.

HANK: Okay, Tucker.
You know the drill now.

Yep. Monitor swelling.
Plenty of ice.

But as your friend
and a doctor,

I can't let you spend
the night in
a high-risk environment.

He can stay
at my place, Hank.

HANK: Okay. I'll give
you both a ride.

That's not necessary.

Yes, it is.

Come on.
Get whatever
you need, Tucker.

So, I need your help.

Does it involve
a paternity test,
an arrest warrant

or a hit man?

[SCOFFS] No,
not this time, no.

Then what's up?

Well, I'm taking
this girl to the beach.

Uh. But just as a friend.

Go on.

That's it.

I'm not
seeing the issue.

I've never had
a female friend before.

And I... You know,
I chalked it up to
my basic philosophy of

"To know me is to want me."
You know. And to want
a woman to be my friend only?

Like, that just
doesn't compute.
It feels unnatural to me.

Like, how... Like, how...
How do you do that?

All right.

You know how people who
don't like public speaking
are told to...

Picture people naked?
Yes.

Yes, so as not
to be intimidated.
Uh-huh.

Exactly. Okay.
So, you try
the opposite.

Picture her as someone
who is intimidating
and totally non-sexual.

A professor. A cop.

A giant spider.

Still? It was just a movie
and you were, like, nine.

Believe me,
I've tried to erase
that image from my mind.

But it's just stuck
in there really good.

Amazing advice.
I'm going to try that.

You do that.

Hey.
Can I help you?

I was looking for...
Dr. Lawson.

Mr. Bryant.

Sorry to just
show up like this.

No. Not at all.
Come on in.

Mr. Bryant. Wow.
How are you doing?

Hi.

Please, have a seat.

[DOOR CLOSES]

So, did you...

The irony is

that in college,
I was clean and sober.

I watched
my own father drink
until he passed out.

I swore I would
never be like that.

And then,
Tucker was born
and diagnosed.

I'm not proud to say
I didn't handle
that very well.

So, you started
self-medicating.

Mostly keeping
it under control.

Occasional binges,
but I always was able
to keep it from Tucker.

And last night?

That was a new low.
I had some pills delivered.

If I had hurt Tucker...

You did. You are.

And trying to hide
so he won't see you like
you saw your dad doesn't work.

He's 17 now.

And you've only got
a couple more years

before you lose the chance
to connect with him.

Maybe for good.

I need to get clean, Hank.

Great.

You ready to start now?

[EXCLAIMING]

[LAUGHING]

I love the beach.

Can you believe
it's only my first time?

It's better than
in the movies.

Wait, this is your
first time at any beach
in your whole life?

I'm a city girl. Krakow.

The closest beach is


That's insane.
Well, that's cool.
Enjoy my beach.

Actually, if you look,
it's famous for its...

Double dunes. Ana.

Um, what movies have
you been watching?

My girlfriends once went
to the beach at Szczecin

and pretended it was
the French Riviera.

Well, that's cool.

I feel like I should pretend
that I'm somewhere else
right now.

I'm a natural.

Yes, you are.
You're a
complete natural.

Um, so, do you go to
school and study with,
um, professors?

Yes. For my Master
in Accounting.

Wait a minute.
I'm an accountant.

[EXCLAIMS IN POLISH]

An actual accountant?

Certified public
and everything.

Wow! This is crazy!

Yes, it is.
It's very, very crazy.

We should date
together sometime.

Okay, look. Ana...

My boyfriend
and your girlfriend.

My girlfriend?

The Indian woman
who you were with?

Oh, no. Divya?
No. She's...

You'll make up.
You're so cute together.

You know, Ana, um,
you should really
put something on.

Just because...
It's not that it's making me
uncomfortable and anxious.

It's just that the sun
on your fair skin.
It's just making me,

you know, excited.
Worried is the word
I'd use, really.

Um, and you're also
a police officer.
And a giant spider.

TUCKER: Wow, Dad.
That is really awesome.

Well, Hank deserves credit
for leading me to water.

Hey. I can lead the horse,
but I can't make him drink.

Or not drink.

You know what
I'm saying. Um...

I'm sure we can find
a good facility in the area.

Actually, I'm ahead
of you on this.

I've danced around
this decision for a while.

I've looked at
all the options

and I have found
the right fit.

Ultra Rapid Detox?

They do the whole thing
under anesthesia.

The meds they give you
provide an accelerated
withdrawal.

Six, eight hours later,
when you wake up,
the worst of it's passed.

Yeah, I'm not seeing
their accreditation on this.

Or what hospital
they're affiliated with.

I spoke to them.

They can have
their anesthesiologist
here tomorrow.

We'll do the whole
thing right here.
At home.

You can be at home
the whole time?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down.

You don't want to go
under anesthesia outside
a medical facility.

There are too many
risk factors.

One guy with an IV can't
handle every contingency.

Which is why
I want you to supervise.
Act as my general contractor.

Yeah. That sounds
like a good idea.

No, it doesn't.

Look, they don't spell out
what they give you
to "accelerate withdrawal,"

but intensifying the process
of yanking opiates off
receptors could be t*rture.

Which is why
they knock you out.

Do I sense some disappointment
here, Hank, that I won't be
awake and suffering enough?

[LAUGHS]

No. No one
wants you to suffer.

Of course not.
But this sounds
like a short cut.

Well, short cuts get you
where you want to go.

They can also get you lost.

One long weekend
and I am back
in action. Okay?

There's no
disrupting my life.

You need to
disrupt your life.

The allure of a quick fix
is what got you addicted
in the first place.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I am not some junkie

who needs dr*gs
to get through the day.

I am a guy who got in
over my head,
and with a little help,

I am getting out.
That is, if you will help.

Hank?

Of course I will.
But not this way.

I'll find another route.

Dad's finally willing
to do this,
and you're deserting him?

I'm not deserting him, Tucker.
I'm trying to save him
from himself.

Dad does things
his own way.

You're turning this into
some weird turf w*r over
who has the better plan.

Look.
His plan isn't flawed.
It's dangerous.

Yeah, well, now,
he's going to back out
of the whole thing.

Look. I will
find an alternative
and come back

with an admission lined up
and a bed waiting.

Oh, great. Thanks, Hank,
for nothing at all.

There you go.

Thanks again
for seeing me.

Yeah.
You sounded upset.

I have something
to tell you that
might surprise you.

More than you
having a husband?

Okay. Tell me.

It's about Boris
and his check
to the clinic.

I did something
unorthodox.

And it wasn't
to curry favor,

but I did know
that I was helping
a wealthy guy.

Helping him how?

I discarded
his blood sample.

The one that you wanted
to run tests on?

Yeah. I know the one.

It disappeared
from the lab because
I made it disappear.

I'm sorry. Isn't it a hospital
administrator's job to make
sure things don't disappear?

Boris had
privacy concerns.
And eventually,

the sample would
have been routinely
discarded anyway.

But your lab didn't
have a record of it
being discarded.

Because I didn't record it.

Oh.

Is Boris sick?

I know that
you have to respect
his confidentiality.

But I'm not breaking
confidentiality because
I don't know anything.

It's why I need
to do more tests.
But, yes.

I'm afraid he might be sick.

I told myself that
I was helping a friend.

Then this check arrived
and I felt like...

I don't know.
Like I was
being paid off.

But for what?
And why did he disappear?

I don't know.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Sorry.

What's up, Tucker?

No. Okay. Yeah. No.
I'll be right there.

I have to...
Go.

We'll talk later.
Yeah.

He went through with it.
When I got home, some doctor
already had him anesthetized.

And this doctor left?
He seemed really nervous.

And after I called you,
he took off.

No pulse.

He's just lying there.

HANK: Clear!

[MONITOR BEEPING]

Sinus rhythm. Okay.
That's good.

[EXHALES]

What happened?

That anesthesiologist
probably gave him
a bad mix of meds.

Hey. Wait. No. If he wakes up
in a hospital, he's just
going to check himself out.

And there goes his detox.

Yeah.
And our relationship.

Okay. I'll stick with him
here. But only
as long as he's stable.

Any abnormality
in his vital signs,
and we call 911.

Okay.

Compazine, Flexeril,
and Xanax standing by.

Are you changing the IV?

No.

We don't know
what was piggybacked.
Let it run out.

Titrated clonidine?

Yeah. Stand by with a patch.

We don't want him hypotensive.
It's going to get worse
before it gets better.

Marshall.
Can you hear me?

Leave me alone!
Leave me alone!
Get away!

I'm okay.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

I know.
I can hear you.
Hold on a sec.

Ana? It's the middle
of the night. Are you...

Okay. Okay. Okay.
Look, I just want to
be your friend, okay?

No. I need to
see the doctor.

Well, he's not home.
Why? What's wrong?

I'm blue!

What?

What do we do?

We call the doctor.

Hi. Why are you still here?
There's no graveyard shift
for administrators.

I have a budget
review tomorrow,
and I am way behind.

Oh. Well, I heard about
your clinic donor.

Congratulations.

What's this?

A placemat
from Chewy's.

From the night you first got
the idea for a clinic.

Remember? You started
penciling all the stuff that
it would take to start one?

And you kept it?
Mmm-hmm.

'Cause you said
it would never happen.
And I said it would.

I love being right.

Well, you're not right yet.
I haven't even
deposited the check.

Well, don't wait.
In this economy,
gold can turn to rubber.

Yeah, but I think
the money may have come
from a tainted source.

So? Welcome to
the world, Jill.

In my experience,
the first rule
of charity work,

never stare
a funding source
in the mouth.

So, the end
justifies the means?

If it helps the people
who need it?
Yeah, I say it does.

It's what we're both
dedicated to, Jill.

It's what brought
us together.

Evan has a patient,
a friend,
who he says needs help.

Evan has a friend?

Well, at this hour,
one can only imagine.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

HANK: Go ahead. Go see what
Evan needs. We're fine here.
I think the worst is over.

Okay.
If you're sure.

I am positive.

Thanks, Divya. Later.

How long has
he been out?

Half an hour.

So, I'm guessing one doesn't
really go through all of that
from occasional use.

Yeah. Probably not.

What do I do
when he wakes up?

Oh, don't worry.
I'll be here.

No. I mean,
we can't pretend like
everything's okay anymore.

How do I face him
after this?

Look, this has been
tough on both of you.

But he loves you.

If it weren't for you,
he may never
have tried this.

He is trying.

And he's the only father
you'll ever have.

That's worth fighting for.
So don't give up on him.

Not yet.

She's at 99%.

She is?

What?
Is that bad?

Well, no.
I mean, it's good.

But I thought
she was cyanotic.

Cya-what?

In need of oxygen.
But her levels are fine.

Have you been around
any chemicals?

Just men who think
the more cologne they wear,
the more handsome they are.

That wouldn't do it.
Have you been anywhere?

You know, done anything
outside your norm recently?

The beach!
I took her to the beach.

She's never been
to a beach before.

Okay. Let me see
your strap line.

I didn't wear a top.

Of course not.

No. She wore bottoms.
Show her your bottom.

Hmm...

Are you taking
any medications?

Largactil.
Since I was young.

I've never heard of it.
Let me look online.

What was it
prescribed for?

The doctor said
I was too active.

Hyperactive?

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

Oh, my gosh.
Chlorpromazine. Largactil
is the European name.

What does that mean?
You still take it?

Shouldn't I?
Is she allergic?

No. Photosensitive.
With this medication,
there can be a side effect.

Overexposure to the sun
can turn you blue.

Forever?
No.

Can you stay
out of the sun?

Yes.

Usually, I do.
I work at night
and sleep most days.

Which is why it never
happened before. Okay?

Your skin should
return to normal.

And Hank can get you
a consult to
reevaluate your meds.

Ah! My boyfriend
will be so grateful.

Boyfriend?
Really, Evan?

Oh, no, Divya.
It's actually not
like that at all.

We are friends.

No closed doors.
Remember?

A man can't have
a little privacy?

Not yet. Not when bathrooms
are the perfect place
to stash and use.

Okay.

Hank.

Missed that one.
Thank you.

Thank you, Hank.

Okay.

We're going Hank-less.
We can't.

Oh, yeah.
But it's HankMed.

Besides, we don't
have a quorum.

Um, a quorum typically
denotes a majority,

and that is exactly
what we have. So...

Oh, look! If it isn't
the man of the hour.

So close.

Where have you been,
young man?

Don't let me sleep
for more than two hours.

I'm driving Marshall Bryant to
a rehab in Connecticut later.

What, is Tucker
watching him now?

Libby, too.
Like a pair of hawks.
Very precocious hawks.

Please, Hank.
You can't sleep.
It's staff meeting time.

Evan, staff meetings
make me want to go to sleep
when I'm not tired.

I know, but...

[GRUNTS]

Oh, by the way.
That girl I asked you
for the advice about?

Took her to the beach,

and though I was
completely just trying
to be friends with her,

she took her top off
because she's, like, Polish,
and she turned blue.

Like, literally.
Her entire body turned blue
like a filthy Smurfette.

You went to the beach
with a naked blue girl?

She turned blue
afterwards, actually.

Okay. I'm clearly
hallucinating. Good night.
Good morning. And good luck.

Don't leave me here
alone with him! Please!

[DOOR SLAMS SHUT]

All right, Divsie.
It's you and me.
So, let's turn to the...

Hey, Ana. How are you?
You're looking better.

Evan, this is
my boyfriend, Lance.

Hey. I remember you
from Tangerine.
How you doing, man?

All right.
That's apparently
not too great.

This is him?

I told you there's
nothing to be jealous of.

Something happened.
Baby, you are blue
almost everywhere.

I know you cheated on me.

Cheated? Me, cheated?

No, no, no, no, no. No.
No cheating, whatsoever.
We are just friends. Right?

ANA: Yes.

I saw how you checked out
those women at the bar.

Yeah.
ANA: Lance, it's true.

Besides, he has
a girlfriend.

Her.

You're his girlfriend?

Yes. Yes. I am.

You and him.
Mmm-hmm.

And I was at the beach.

Where, aside from some
chlorpromazine-induced
photosensitivity,

nothing happened.
Nothing happened.

You two don't even belong
in the same room together.

So are you going to tell me
the truth, or do I have to
light you up?

ANA: No, no. Lance,
don't light him up.
You'll crunch him.

What's it going to be?

Please. Not my face,
okay? Just...

[CLEARING THROAT]

Would you like
more detailed proof,
my friend?

Women. You're all crazy.
Come on.

Sorry about that.

Maybe when he gets
to know you better,
we can all be friends?

I would love that.
We'd love to be
his friend.

Yeah.

[CONVERSING IN POLISH]

LANCE: Ana! Come on!
I'm coming, baby.

Wow. Well.

Well, well, well, well, well.
So, it looks like
I found my female friend.

Admit it. There is no way
you would have kissed me
if you didn't care.

As a medical professional,
it's my job to keep
people healthy.

Okay. So...

You're saying you
didn't enjoy that?
Not even a little bit?

I don't mix business
with pleasure.

You're early.

Just 'cause I'm a doctor
doesn't mean I have
to keep people waiting.

Is that all
you're bringing?

Actually, there's been
a change of plan.

This is headed to Kenya,
not Connecticut.

Marshall.

I promised Tucker
a two-week safari.

I am keeping my word.

The dr*gs are barely
out of your system.

I'm postponing,
not canceling.

Look. If you don't enter
a structured rehab, chances
are you're going to relapse.

How? By scoring oxy
from a wildebeest?

The Serengeti will
be healing for me.
For him. For us.

I'm all packed.
Ready to go.

Great.
I'll call the pilot.

What?

You don't like this,
do you?

The safari should
wait, Tucker.

His best chance is
to keep up the momentum
and go to rehab today.

Yeah, but Dad does
things his own way.

And besides, I thought
about what you said,
and you were right.

He's trying.
And I'm not ready
to give up on him.

You don't have to go.

MARSHALL: Tuck,
you want to give
me a hand, here?

Tucker...

Yeah, Dad. I'm coming.

Hey. You got a minute?

Uh... Yeah.
What's up?

Do you know
anything about this?
It's from Boris.

No. Boris hasn't returned
any of my calls.

I want to know
what's going on.

Yeah, I have
questions myself.

Do you want to come
to New York with me?
Tonight?

Tonight? Uh...

We can be there in a few
hours. I just feel like
it's now or never.

Hank, is this about Boris?

Or is this about us?

Hey. I got just
what the hospital
administrator ordered.

Hey, Hank.

Hey. Smells good.

Yeah.
Chewy's to go.

It's even better when
you eat it right there,
sitting on the water.

Yeah. Yeah,
I'm a big fan,
as well.

Well, I'd... I mean,
I'd ask you to stay,

but I don't think
there's enough clams
to go around, you know?

Oh, no, no.
I got to get going.

All right. Well,
I'll see you later, Lawson.

Yeah. Yeah.
See you later.

So...
I have to work tonight.

But, good luck. I'll...

Thanks. You, too.

[SCOFFS]

Oh, wait.
Toss me the keys?

What did you forget?
My passport.

No, I got it.
I packed it with mine.

Oh. Cool.
No. No.
It's in my carry-on.

What? No.
It's in here.

You always...
You always put
them in here.

Oh, right. Okay.
Let's do it.
Come on.

Why do you want
the jacket so bad?

Tucker, come on.

[RATTLING]

Dad, no one really
sh**t on film anymore.

[LAUGHS NERVOUSLY] Tucker.

Okay.

Get in the car.
I'm driving.
Hank was right.

Come on.

It's called the Simon Ranch
in New Canaan,
and they're expecting him.

HANK: If you want
to hold on,
I can get you...

Oh, don't sweat it.
I have GPS.

I'm proud of you, Tucker.
How did you talk him into it?

I told him what I really
wanted for my birthday.

So, for once,
Dad's doing
things my way.

TUCKER: Thank you, Hank.
You got it, Goose.
Good luck.

Boris.
What's going on?

I've been trying
to reach you.

Hank.

I know you think you've
come to save my life,
but as it turns out,

I may be saving yours.