Royal Pains s06e11 Episode Script

Previously on Royal Pains Cinco's parents are suing Hankmed.
What? You know that picture of you sticking a needle into Cinco's ass? They saw that, and now they're out for blood.
Listen, my guy hasn't cracked your website yet, but he did get the number of the phone that took that photo.
I'm gonna text it to you.
Why are you calling me? Let's make this easy.
Do it as partners.
Yeah, that's definitely something we should plan on having a discussion about.
Evan We just had the discussion.
I've just been contacted by a potential candidate in Argentina.
Your jet or mine? Since you meddled, she won't accept my help, and now she will be deported.
That is your fault.
Doesn't Sashi have a grandmother just outside of Buenos Aires who she's never met? You're right.
We are in.
Mi bonita.
Mi preciosa.
Hello, Lorena.
What's impossible is for a minor to leave the country without both parents' permission.
As you can see, I am most eager for your miracle drug.
I'm gonna shock your heart.
You're in v-fib.
I am the pillow king of Hackensack.
You've been shot.
It's not me.
It's you.
What? - Damn it.
- It's okay.
It's okay.
Ray, everything's gonna be okay.
I know.
They're gone.
You should go too.
No, you need help.
Ah, it's a through-and-through.
I've seen worse.
I'll be fine.
Ray, you need a doctor.
- Maybe we should call Hank.
- Hank's in Argentina.
All right, call that other guy, Jerry.
Who's Jerry? How bad is it? He's lucky.
No bones, major vessels, or nerves were affected.
I'll pack the wound with iodoform gauze.
The dressing will need to be changed twice a day.
I'll also give you a tetanus shot and prescribe an antibiotic.
Thanks.
Sorry for dragging you out of bed.
Oh, it's okay.
I haven't been sleeping much lately anyway.
A little pressure.
As soon as I'm done here, I'll call the police.
No.
No cops.
Doctors have to report gunshot wounds.
- It's a state law.
- Barely.
It's a misdemeanor, same as jaywalking.
I don't jaywalk.
Well, I've got nothing to tell them.
By the time I got to the window, the guy was gone.
Really? It sounded like the car was just outside.
I didn't see anything.
Why waste their time? It's not a waste of their time.
That's their job.
If you make that call, you're gonna piss me off.
Oh, my God.
- I was so worried.
- It's okay.
I'm fine.
Hey.
Hey, Ray.
How's the, uh - Oh, everything's good.
- All right.
So now we just wait for the police.
- Oh, we didn't call the cops.
- That's okay.
I did.
What? I still can't believe how many questions the police had and how few I could answer.
Yeah, and Ray even less.
Everything happened so fast.
One minute, I'm making a bed, fluffing a pillow.
And then boom! There's a gunshot.
I mean, I am a normal person.
Being shot at So not normal Unless you're Ray, I guess.
Evan? Hey.
I just keep thinking about how close you came to getting hurt.
Paige, if anything happened to you Evan, I'm okay Especially now.
What was I thinking, taking on Ray as a client? It's better than taking him on as a partner.
Well, Russel and I are all but done with him, and you should be done too.
I have to get out.
I know.
How? I don't know.
__ So how is our friend Tobias doing? Better, better.
He's back in sinus rhythm.
Good work, Hank.
Will this affect his participation in the clinical trial, you think? Boris, I'm afraid he's not eligible for it.
But his condition Yes, his condition appears to have weakened both his skeletal and heart muscles.
But cardiomyopathy, what sent him into cardiac arrest, that's never been a hallmark of the VCP mutation the trial is meant for.
Our diseases are different.
I'm just waiting for the genetic tests to confirm it.
So there's nothing to be done.
No, I didn't say that.
I'll keep monitoring him, but I want to transfer Tobias to the hospital as soon as possible.
Oh.
Look who comes to see me My beautiful little Sashi.
Good morning, Lorena.
Divya I hope you slept well.
I did not.
Look, if Rafa wants to see Sashi, he can come to New York, as can you.
But we can't stay here.
We have to go home.
You have to go home.
Sashi needs her abuela.
Lorena, please, think of how you would've felt if someone had tried to separate you from your son when he was young.
I'm not trying to separate anyone.
You stay as long as you want.
I can't do that.
Then go.
Sashi stays.
No.
Lorena, you cannot hold us hostage.
Hostage? I'm not holding you hostage.
I am offering you hospitality.
But it seems you have trouble with that.
Otherwise, you and Sashi wouldn't be homeless.
What's on your elbow? It's nothing.
Just a rash.
Lorena, please, I think it's more than that.
Let me help you.
Why would you help me? Because you're in pain.
I'm not going to the hospital.
Tobias, I understand your disappointment.
I can assure you, we will do everything we can to get you a diagnosis.
Yes, we will, but right now your cardiologist needs to monitor you and get you on the appropriate heart medication.
I can be monitored here.
I don't want to worry Jakob.
But you're at risk for another cardiac event.
- If you don't go to the hos - Papa [Speaking Spanish.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
Tobias, por favor.
I want him to see I'm okay.
[Speaking Spanish.]
- Tobias.
- Aah! My finger! Jakob, Jakob [Speaking Spanish.]
Let me see.
Let me see.
[Speaking Spanish.]
Ay, yi, yi.
It's dislocated.
Okay.
[Speaking Spanish.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
Ow! Aah! Aah! - [Speaking Spanish.]
- Yes, thank you.
- Okay, good.
- Thank you.
He's gonna need some ice.
Take him inside, ice it, and I'll come and splint it in a minute.
[Speaking Spanish.]
Come on.
Listen, Tobias, it was an accident.
No.
It's my pride.
Trying to hide the truth from Jakob is foolish.
I hurt him.
I will go to the hospital.
Good.
Good.
I'm glad to hear that.
Cut! Cut! I'm sorry.
I took too big of a bite.
We need a big bite, Sloane, honey.
So let's get that jaw loose.
Somebody rub her jaw.
Are you the director? - I'm with Hankmed.
- Loving it.
Yes, I'm the director, Nash Wexler.
Jeremiah Sacani.
How can I help? You can fix Sloane Lerner, that gorgeous hot mess over there on the towel.
She was about to be the next big thing before she became all miss thing.
You feel me? I don't understand anything you just said.
On her way to the top, she became a bit of a diva, and her go-to move is feeling "sick.
" That's why I called you.
You want me to examine her? Unless you're hungry and look good in a bikini.
Sure, play along.
Examine her.
Test her.
Treat her.
I don't care.
It's too late to replace her, and I need to make a super sexy clam sandwich commercial.
I'll do what I can.
- Any allergies? - No.
Does the nausea persist, or does it come and go? It comes and goes.
And has this happened before? No, every other time I've eaten 42 clam sandwiches, I've been absolutely fine.
Yeah, it's happened before.
I was never really a big eater, but lately, it's been like this after every meal.
So you eat less and less.
Yeah, which keeps me in a swimsuit, but off the set, I just feel so lousy.
And everyone here just thinks I have an eating disorder, which I don't.
I'll give you an antinausea medication.
We'll run some tests and see what comes up.
Thanks.
But please don't say "comes up.
" I'm still feeling a little bit queasy.
- Excuse me.
Can I get a water? - Sure, what would you I need a glass bottle, not a plastic bottle, and pour it in a glass, not a plastic glass.
So glass, glass, with a squeeze of lemon, okay? Love you.
So do you think you can help me out before I get a reputation as a diva? Dude, relax.
I know I already have one.
Otherwise, I'd still be doing Chanel, not Chewy's.
But I'm never gonna get back there unless you help me out.
So just tell me what you need from me.
Blood and urine.
This one's for you.
Evan, have a seat.
Listen, we need to talk.
No, we don't.
I-I thought I do Because I know what you're going through.
I'm not sure you do.
You're angry.
You're scared.
You want to get things on an even keel, controllable, knowable, calm.
Okay, maybe you do.
Please.
Look, I get it.
And I'm sorry.
I don't need an apology from you.
You're the one who got shot, right? Believe me, I know that things could've gone very different.
That's right, which is why I Which is why you have my word it will never happen again.
How can you guarantee that? Evan, there are no guarantees in life.
- You know that.
- Uhhuh.
But trust me, it's under control Guaranteed.
I can't do this.
I can't do it anymore.
Things have to change.
I'm sorry.
Ugh, okay.
Like I said, I get it.
I don't love it, but I get it.
You drive a hard bargain, Passaic.
From now on, you are in charge, and I am the silent partner Invisible, even.
Right, that's not what I had in - Bring it in.
- Right, but that's not Shh.
Right.
Do you take anything for the pain or the rash? Actron or afebril.
And for the rash, clotrix.
- But they don't work, do they? - No.
That's because you don't have osteoarthritis, Lorena.
You have psoriatic arthritis.
Both present with joint pain, but psoriatic arthritis also gives you a rash, like the one you have on your elbow.
This is what you should be using A TNF-alpha antagonist.
How do I know this is true? Talk to your doctor.
Lorena, what do you think is going to happen when Rafa gets here That we'll all just be one big, happy family? Rafa and I have an arrangement that we're both fine with.
Threatening me, not to mention his daughter, couldn't possibly bring you closer to him.
And isn't that what you want? How can you know what I want? Because I see how alone you are, how lonely.
This medication could ease your pain and let you travel to be with Rafa, your baby.
It could change your life.
You only want me to let you take Sashi.
Unless you plan to physically restrain me, I am taking Sashi Today.
I am done fighting here.
If I must, I'll fight customs at the airport.
So, if you intend to have any further relationship with your granddaughter, I suggest that you back down, and you take this medicine.
Sashi is Rafa's baby as much as yours, and she belongs in his life.
I never said she didn't.
Now give me the shot.
Gladly.
Hey, I wasn't getting any reception, but I just got all your Lorena texts.
Oh, thank you, Argentina.
I am sorry your stay was difficult, Miss Katdare.
Too often, people insert themselves where they don't belong Family in particular.
- Friends too.
- Hey You were only doing what you thought was best for Jeremiah.
That's what Lorena said about wanting to keep Sashi.
Had I been aware of your predicament, I could've provided some assistance.
Well, if it happens again, I'll let you know.
But honestly, I'm glad I did it on my own.
If I can handle Lorena, I can handle It's not her.
Oh, but I just got all your Tobias texts.
So what was his diagnosis? Something genetic, but not what the trial is targeting.
A different orphan disease? - Unfortunately, yeah.
- "Orphan disease"? A rare condition that lacks attention and funding.
Not all illnesses are lucky enough to have a generous benefactor.
And even when they are diagnosed, treatments often aren't developed, since not enough people would buy them to make it profitable.
No one claims them orphans.
I see.
I never felt so hopeful as the day Marisa gave a name to my condition, for myself and for my son.
Tobias should have that too.
We're parents.
We want to protect our children.
Yeah.
Perhaps I should adopt some of these orphan diseases.
Oh, well, Boris, that would mean a significant expansion of your foundation and a major financial commitment.
Sink your teeth into the Hamptons with Chewy's new clam sandwich.
It's clam-tastic.
Stop slouching! You look beautiful, honey, but please raise your left shoulder! Love you! Why does she keep leaning to one side? Is the sandwich too heavy? Can we get her a lighter sandwich? - Where's the food stylist? - Right away.
Oh, hello.
I thought you left.
I did.
I came back for a follow-up.
After this take.
Still rolling! Back to one! Everyone be brilliant! And playback! And action! Yes.
Yes.
Perfect.
Chew it.
Love it.
Swallow it.
Okay.
Is she really sick or just very open with her bulimia? I don't know yet.
Do I have to drink this? It's a necessary radiocontrasting agent, and given your symptoms, I need to make sure you don't have an obstruction or an inflammatory disorder, such as celiac disease or Crohn's or ulcerative colitis.
Yes, you have to.
Cheers.
- Take your time.
- Mm.
Oof.
It's no clam sandwich.
Knock, knock.
Hey, girl.
Hey.
I'm so sorry about all of this.
Oh, please, all I care about is that you get better, 'cause the sooner you do, the sooner we can take advantage of this gorgeous sky and your gorgeous body, and we can get this in the can before we lose the light.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, I'm so, so sorry.
I'm so, so, so sorry.
It happens.
I wanted to go back to Italy to buy pants anyway.
- So what do we do now? - We get you a C.
T.
I think she's really sick.
So how much longer do we do this? Shh.
Violence, violence-related, even violence-adjacent incidents traumatize not only our bodies, but our psyches.
Reestablishing a sense of physical safety is vital.
Is there gonna be a bathroom break at some point? Oh, we're done.
Okay.
Paige, how are you feeling about the shooting? Like it was a dream.
A dream or a nightmare? No, a dream, because I don't feel scared.
I just feel like that can't have happened, like it doesn't make sense.
And yet, it did happen.
I guess we were all a little in denial about the kind of person Ray was.
- "Was"? - Is.
And Ray is still your business partner? Was.
Is.
What? I thought you broke up with him.
I tried, okay? It didn't work.
Or you thought you tried, but you didn't.
No, I tried.
Okay.
Let's hear your version.
You can do this.
Remember, it's okay to walk away.
Okay.
Evan.
What's going on? Who's this? This is Bob, my therapist.
Okay.
Why is he here? Because I It's Because we need to talk, Ray, and he's a great facilitator.
So can we come in? No, now's not great.
What's this about? I thought we were good.
Well, you were.
But I-I wasn't.
So we're not.
- Is that right? - That's right.
- We'll come back.
- Wait, wai No, we're here.
Let's just do it.
Fine.
I could use a little air.
Let's take a walk in the woods.
I'm I'm so sorry, but I'm like candy for bugs.
So the woods are a no-no for me unless I bathe in repellant, which I - Don't worry, Bob.
- Ah.
Uh, Evan? It's okay to walk away, Bob.
Terrific.
I'll uber home.
Lovely to meet you, Ray.
After you.
Hey.
- So what'd you find? - Um Nothing.
Your C.
T.
is clean, just like all your previous tests.
I don't understand.
I mean, you were there.
You saw me.
I can't eat anything without feeling nauseous and throwing up.
Yes, but without any evidence of a blockage and with test results indicating no intestinal disorder, I'm unable to diagnose anything physical.
So you're saying it's mental? No, I'm saying That you think I'm anorexic? Bulimic? Listen, I swear, I'm not.
I want to eat.
My body just won't let me.
I could order a colonoscopy, but I'm not confident it would reveal anything further.
No.
Never mind.
You don't understand.
I understand your frustration.
Do you? Do you wake up every morning feeling nauseous and dehydrated and battle stomach pains for hours every time you eat? Can you imagine seeing everyone around you enjoy their food while you have stabbing pains in your stomach? No.
No.
I'm sorry.
If it's any consolation, you're not the first woman I've disappointed this week.
Good-bye, Dr.
Sacani.
You're fired.
Beautiful, isn't it? You go far enough, you could just get lost, and no one would ever find you.
Then let's just not go too far, then.
We're talking, not camping, right? Right.
So listen So what's on your mind? I don't want to be your partner, Ray, not if you're silent or invisible or imaginary.
- I want out.
- Well, what are we gonna do? Have a going-out-of-business sale four weeks after we went into business? "X-Ray machines, half price.
Everything must go.
" No, I don't like it.
Well, I figured you wouldn't.
And given how much we've both invested, I'm betting you're in no position to buy me out.
No, I'm not.
And obviously, you're not just gonna walk away.
- Yes, I am.
- Seriously? Yeah.
I'm done.
Good-bye, Ray.
Don't walk away from me, Evan.
No one walks away from me.
- Morning, guys.
- Hey.
So listen, a lot happened while you were gone.
- I need to talk.
- And I need coffee.
Can it wait? - Not really.
- Perfect.
You know, sometimes I feel like you don't listen to me.
You know, something's got to be done about those two.
I completely agree.
But first, hey, we really need to talk.
- Emma.
- Hey.
I didn't even hear you come home last night.
Oh, I got in late, and I didn't want to wake you.
- How'd it go while I was gone? - Uh, it went pretty well.
Anyways, I'm really glad you're back.
- Yeah, I'm glad - Yeah, me too.
Sorry.
We just need to get this staff meeting started, so - Oh.
Okay.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Well, uh, I'll talk to you later.
Yeah, absolutely.
Bye, Emma.
Okay, what was that about? She took the picture of you and Cinco and sold it to Snarkhampton.
What? No.
Yeah.
She lied to us.
Breaks my heart to say it, but she can't be trusted.
And that's not everything.
Guys, can we please get started? Yeah, unless there's anything urgent to discuss, I just need one more minute with Hank.
So Ray - A patient fired me yesterday.
- What? W-wait.
Why? I don't know.
Women confuse me.
Her name is Sloane Lerner.
She's a model who can't keep any food down.
Could she be bulimic? No, her vomiting is done very publicly.
- Did you consider food poisoning? - Of course.
- Celiac? - Yes.
- Crohn's? - Obviously.
- How about ulcerative - Ulcerative colitis, yes.
I considered all those things.
Well, you can't give up on her.
Why don't you both follow up with Sloane? Because, as I mentioned, she fired me.
Right, but as Divya mentioned, since when do we give up on a patient? Maybe bringing in a set of fresh eyes and a female perspective will change things.
I can't.
I have to change Ray's bandages.
I'll change his bandag his bandages? What happened to Ray? Okay, this is what I've been trying to tell you.
- He got shot.
- Shot? Paige was there.
He didn't want to call the police.
Hanklab done.
Wait, wait, wait.
Is Paige okay? - She's fine.
- And what about Ray? He's fine too.
Why would you not tell me all this? Because you had to get coffee.
That's interesting.
Tell me about that.
I just can't get the shooting out of my mind.
It feels like something's missing.
There is.
Closure.
But if art therapy isn't working, there are other techniques Support groups, drum circles, reverse birthing.
No.
No, this needs Wait, what's reverse birthing? We use a pair of bean-bag chairs and an inflatable pool to simulate a return to the womb Very healing.
You know, I think I'll just go talk to Ray.
And I think you are confusing emotional closure with closing the case.
Yeah.
Maybe I am, but I'm not gonna be satisfied unless I have a face-to-face conversation with him The sooner the better.
Well, between you and Evan, I don't know who is more impressive.
Dr.
Sacani, I was about to call you.
- What's wrong? - Sloane's gotten worse.
Sloane.
Sloane.
Sloane, this is my physician assistant, Divya Katdare.
- Can you turn over for us? - No.
Okay, what about extending your legs? She says it's too painful to stay straight.
Her pulse is weak and thready, and she's running a fever.
I need to check her stomach.
Ow! Her abdomen is hard and distended.
- Call 911.
- On it.
Call 911.
Thank you.
Patients with Wilkie's syndrome experience greater pain when faceup or to the right.
Yesterday Sloane kept leaning to her left.
So she could've developed an obstruction of the small intestine.
We need to perform the Hayes maneuver.
Sloane, let me move you onto your back.
Let me move you.
Good.
And if you could extend your legs slightly.
Hang in there, Sloane.
This is gonna relieve the obstruction.
Intense pressure now.
Oh, my God.
The pain It's going away.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Thank you.
Thank you.
We need to get you to a hospital.
Can we do this some other time? No, but we can make it quick.
I keep thinking about the shooting, and something's off.
There's a missing piece to the puzzle.
Well, I've never been much of a puzzle guy.
No, he likes other kinds of games.
You have got some nerve showing up here.
Paige Lawson, this is Olivia Mazzarino, Ray's wife.
Oh, hi.
Ray must be so happy you're here.
And, of course, this is not the housewarming he had in mind, but I hope you like it.
Nice to meet you, by the way.
You want to talk about the house.
Okay.
Um, well, every detail was meant to reflect your lives together, from the screening room, inspired by your first date at the Oritani Movie Theater, to the amphorae outside, to remind you of your honeymoon in Greece.
And you know your favorite Japanese place? We got one of those fancy toilets you like that clean you.
For Ray, no detail was too big or too small, as long as it made you happy.
Even the house itself Stop.
I've heard enough.
You were telling the truth.
You're not having an affair with her.
With me? Of course not.
I told you, Liv.
I've changed.
I take it back.
It is nice to meet you.
You shot him.
What? That bruise.
It's from a pistol kickback.
I used to get them when my dad took me shooting.
I go to a range sometimes.
And I heard tires squealing but no engine noise because it was an electric car The Tesla, your car, which you saw, but you didn't say anything Because you were protecting her.
Um It's been a rocky stretch for us.
I got to the Hamptons early, saw you in the bedroom, and assumed you were his new mistress.
So I gave him a little warning shot to send a message.
I just love him so much.
I get jealous.
Lucky for me, you're a good shot.
The best.
She comes from a long line of cops.
That's how we met.
He looks hot in handcuffs.
I can't believe you got the toilet.
Oh, hon, you're really sweaty.
Ray? Are you all right? Oh, my God.
Yeah, it smells sweet, and there are gas bubbles accumulating under the skin.
It's gas gangrene.
Call 911.
How did he get gangrene? It was a minor injury.
For Ray, there's no such thing as a minor injury.
You can tell her.
Your husband has a chronic liver condition called cholangitis.
It can compromise his ability to heal, which means this infection could be life-threatening.
You're sick.
- An ambulance is on the way.
- Good.
This wound needs aggressive surgical debridement, or he could lose his arm.
You have Wilkie's syndrome.
Am I gonna live? It's a rare gastrovascular disorder characterized by compression of the third portion of the duodenum by the abdominal aorta, as well as the overlying mesenter Yes, you're going to live.
Every time you ate, your stomach was being squeezed as if it had a lap-band around it.
You will need duodenal bypass surgery in the morning.
But then you should have no more symptoms.
Your career can get back on track, and you can eat whatever you want.
As long as it's not clams.
I'm sorry I didn't diagnose your condition sooner.
I'm sorry I fired you.
And I'm really grateful that you didn't give up on me.
Not a lot of people are like that.
More than you would think.
Now you know why I didn't want the police involved.
You were trying to protect your wife.
I was trying to protect mine.
That's why I wanted out of the business.
Sorry it didn't work out.
Me too.
But I hope things work out with Olivia.
I've been so busy trying to give her everything she wants, when all she really wants is to take care of me.
Now she can.
She's bringing dinner.
You want fagioli? I do love fagioli.
And thank you, but, no.
Uh, no time.
We've got to start looking for a new lab space and a new partner.
Oh, you'll be fine, Passaic.
You convinced me to go into business with you.
That's not exactly how I remember it happening, but, uh So how am I doing, doc? Well, they were able to remove all the necrotic tissue, and you'll make a full recovery, but you need to be more careful.
Oh, I will.
Olivia will make sure.
Good.
Any questions, don't hesitate to ask your next doctor.
Next doctor? - What, are you firing me? - Don't worry.
I'll make sure you're taken care of.
But, yeah, I think it's best we part ways.
Can't we at least discuss it? Ray, we just did.
You hired the lawyer.
Excuse me? The one that helped Viviana, you hired her, because you don't give up on people, even when they're angry at you and kick you out of their house.
I had to do something to make up for interfering.
So I interfered some more.
Well, I-I share the blame.
I was being secretive.
I should've just talked to you about needing more space And less noise And more sleep And less baby things everywhere around the house.
I didn't want to hurt your feelings.
And I-I should have talked to you about Viviana too.
I was I was afraid I'd feel embarrassed if things didn't work out with her Which maybe they didn't.
And I got so caught up in my own anxiety as a mother that I didn't see my need to protect had taken over.
But you are stronger than I gave you credit for.
Things won't ever be the same, will they? Well, things never stay the same.
It's called entropy.
Right.
Right.
But you and me Are we Hey, guys.
What's up? I don't know, Emma.
What is up? Uh, is everything okay? Emma, did you sell that photo of Cinco and me to Snarkhampton? uh I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to hurt either one of you.
I was so mad at Cinco, and so I sent that photo to some of the people who were at the party, and one of them must've sold it to Snarkhampton.
And now everything is this huge mess, and I don't know how to fix it, and Hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Shh.
You don't have to do anything on your own, not anymore.
Yeah, we're family.
We'll we'll figure this out.
Thank you both for everything.
While we're here, though, just Is there anything else we should know about? No.
No.
It's all good.
Good.
Okay, so I've got the Henderson twins' vaccinations at 10:00 and Ms.
Newberg's annual physical at noon.
Which, of course, will turn into a three-Martini lunch.
For her, not for me.
I've got back-to-back patients needing MRIs.
You're lending me your Navy tie, Henry.
No, I'm not.
I love that tie.
- And you won't return it.
- Thank you.
You know, sometimes I feel like you don't listen to me.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Now with Hanklab gone, are we going to have to plead with the hospital for more reasonable rates? No, not yet.
I'm actually working on Hanklab mach II.
Really? Yeah.
I don't want to jinx it by talking about it too much right now, but just wish me luck.
- Good luck, Evan.
- Hey.
- I like your tie.
- Oh, thanks.
- It was a gift from Hank.
- No, not.
- Morning, everyone.
- Morning.
Good morning.
Isn't Evan staying for the staff meeting? No, he's working on Hanklab mach II.
Hey, guys, one of my prescription pads is missing.
Did either one of you take it? - No.
- Not me.
Was anyone here while we were in Argentina? Not that I know of, just Emma.
I'm home now and feeling much better.
Thank you.
It's good to see you again.
You as well.
I wanted you to know that my wife and I are looking into expanding the scope of our foundation to include orphan diseases.
We hope to move quickly, and as soon as we have, we'll be in touch, yeah? Wonderful.
It would be my privilege to make a contribution.
I look forward to talking with you both.
Take care, Tobias.
And give our best to Jakob.
Adios.
Good morning, Boris.
Mr.
Lawson, to what do I owe the pleasure? Oh, this isn't a social visit.
Certainly not, or I'd invite you to sit.
I have a business proposal I want to discuss with you.
It's one I think you're gonna find pretty interesting.
By all means.
Thank you.