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Previously on Necessary Roughness:

Nico, I need somebody like you to work for me.

Mark Cuban offered me a job in Dallas.

Gonna take it?

Not sure what's left for me here.

You're looking for an excuse for this to fail.

You're still in love with someone else.

- Dinner tonight? Just us? - Yes.

It's Nico Careles, Mr. Cuban. I'm in.

You need to come with us.

Division champs.

Conference champs.

Know what that says to me?

We almost won.

Gentlemen, nobody remembers second place.

From now on, we celebrate a championship,

or we don't celebrate.

Is that clear?

Yes, coach.

Is that clear?

Yes, coach.

This guy's as much fun as a hemorrhoid.

He's gonna be living up our asses.

New ownership felt like Coach Purnell took this team as far as he could.

Tom Wizinski has 10 playoff runs,

four championship rings.

Okay, so, what, he just packed up and left?

They gave him a nice buyout. He'll land somewhere.

You don't seem particularly upset.

Trades, hirings, and firings.

The only constant in football, Dani, is change.

You were asked to bring an item that represented last season.

Has everyone brought something and put it in the bin?

Yes, coach.

Good. Henry, do the honors.

Last year is history.

Those gloves helped me catch 300 passes the last three seasons.

Yet they never snagged you a ring, did they, Mr. King?

Last year is a bad dream

that just went up in smoke.

This is a new team.

The future is all about winning.

Stretch them out.

- Come on. Hustle up. - DB's with me.

Coach Wizinski, I'd like for you to meet Dr. Dani Santino.

- Hey. - Let me have those reports.

So team therapist, huh?

They come to you when they have mommy issues?

Actually, they come to me with any issues.

Football at this level requires both physical and mental fitness,

as I'm sure you know.

You know, I shake a lot of hands.

People are always amazed at how strong my fingers are.

Know how they got that way?

Years of carrying around this kind of hardware.

Got three more in my trophy case.

Planning on getting one more for my thumb.

I'm here to make winners out of this team.

And to win, players need it simple.

There are no secrets from me.

With all due respect, coach, the therapist-client privilege

is not an option like coleslaw or potato salad.

It is an ironclad rule.

So if you are suggesting that I become some sort of stool pigeon,

that ain't gonna fly.

Oh, okay.

Then you're fired.

Excuse me?

I just did.

Coach.

Oh, thank God.

Good thing our vacation plans coincided

with your nervous breakdown.

Hey.

It's been a while, but I can make an introduction.

I'll make that happen.

Should we really be drinking at 11 a.m.?

Matt knocks up Noelle just as you're about to get back together.

- Marries her, to boot. - Oh, right.

Your son runs off with an heiress, and you get fired from the Hawks.

I was there. I don't need the recap.

All I'm saying is you have A-plus reasons

for heavy drinking regardless of the hour.

But we don't have to have a pity party or anything,

because I'm gonna put some feelers out to some other teams,

and I'm gonna be fine.

Hawks will call in no time, begging you to come back.

I don't know. It's been a week.

See? I bet that's them now.

This is Dani.

You still in the helping-people business, doctor?

Nico?

I know. It's been a long time.

Where are you? Are you all right?

There's a limo in your driveway. I need you to get in.

What do you mean, there's a limo in my driveway?

There's a limo in your driveway.

I'm sorry. Why am I gonna get in a limo?

Because I need your help.

- Hello. - Hi. Welcome to V3. Can I help you?

According to my driver, I'm supposed to see...

- Dr. Santino. - Yeah?

- Over here. - Hello?

Hello?

The savior has arrived. Wait right there.

Okay.

V3.

Glad you could accept my invitation. I'm Connor McClane. Welcome to V3.

So V3 is sports management?

That's like saying Apple makes computers.

We handle the best athletes on the planet.

The four bigs, plus soccer, tennis, golf, even cricket.

Someone's gotta teach me the rules of cricket.

Also we're a global leader in fashion, media, entertainment.

We got our fingers in...

- Looks like you have a question. - Only one.

I need five minutes on the LeBron thing.

Gonna have to happen after lunch. You were saying?

I was asking, what exactly am I doing here?

Good que-- Hold on one sec.

We both know the deal's a nonstarter.

Frankly, I'm insulted.

Bring back something that insults both of us, and maybe we have a deal.

Goodbye. Sorry. You have my undivided attention.

Was that guy on mute the whole time?

Can I offer you a drink? Water, soda?

Spirulina hemp shake?

Nope, I'm good.

Hold all my calls.

Find someone to teach me the rules of cricket over dinner.

- Right away. - Perfect timing.

Dr. Santino, this is my CFO, Troy Cutler.

- Hi. - I'm the big-idea guy.

Troy executes.

That sounds ominous.

He schmoozes and gives magazine interviews.

I actually work for a living.

I'm sorry. This tour has been lovely.

But I'm actually wondering why I'm here.

Dr. Santino, have you ever seen $100 million before?

Well, you're looking at it.

Each of these folders is a multimillion-dollar offer

from a premium brand.

- Okay. - We have an 18-year-old pitching phenom.

Darryl Hutchinson.

Killer attitude and a hundred-mile-an-hour fastball.

He's probably going first in the baseball draft next month.

Make him an overnight millionaire and likely superstar.

The kid is hair-on-fire terrified about getting on an airplane.

Away games. That's a big problem.

Yeah. If the kid can't fly, he can't play pro ball.

All 20 folders go bye-bye.

Rumors are starting to float around the league

that the kid's a head case.

If we can't get him on a plane next week for tryouts in Kansas City,

his draft status will plummet,

cost the kid millions, maybe even his whole career.

That is why you're here.

Loop, swoop, pull. Right foot forward.

Loop, swoop, pull.

What are we doing?

We're digging for frogs. What does it look like?

- We're tying our shoes. - I know, but why?

Mr. King.

You're late.

- Nyet, I'm right on time, coach. - No, 10 minutes early is on time.

Page 3 of the Wizinski Bible,

which was e-mailed to everyone.

You should've tweeted it. Not checking e-mail these days.

Kind of 2012.

See page 11. Shoe tying.

I don't have to tie the shoes. I've got these dope Velcro straps.

No, Velcro is for people under 8 and over 80,

not pro athletes.

On the line.

Come on, man.

Since Mr. King showed up late,

wearing the wrong shoes,

everyone runs until he gets back with the right ones.

Don't stand there like a jackass. Go.

What's happening?

We just signed the Heisman Trophy winner from Alabama.

It's a little tradition we do here I like to call "the welcome home."

You do this for all your clients?

Employees too, when they sign here.

So, Darryl Hutchinson.

I have decided that I will take on your client as my client.

But what does Nico Careles have to do with any of this?

Ask him yourself.

- Will you excuse me for a sec? - Sure.

This dude is a mofo.

By "mofo," I assume you mean Wizinski.

Yes. He's crazy. He's loco. He's unbalanced. He's deranged.

He's cracked in the cabeza. You gotta do something.

He's a deranged maniac. I'll get right on that.

You think this is funny?

T, he's our head coach and our GM.

His methods may be a little unorthodox,

but he's a proven winner.

He has turned around three losing teams.

And more important, he's here to stay.

I think you gotta ask yourself,

you gonna be the kid who keeps getting kicked out of class,

or do you wanna get with the program?

Fine.

But if I gotta deal with Coach Crazy, I need to see Dr. D.

Not gonna happen.

- I need to see Dr. D. - Not gonna happen.

Wizinski's bringing his own guy from Chicago.

One of the best sports shrinks in the business.

Dr. McTavish.

I am not gonna download to some fool I don't even know.

That's what you said before you talked to Dani.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Yeah.

Hello, doctor.

I believe I owe you a phone call.

And I believe I owe you this.

Last I know,

you're going to Dallas to work for Mark Cuban.

You don't say goodbye to me.

You don't answer my calls, my texts.

You just vanish down some Nico rabbit hole.

And then you pop up like a freaking jack-in-the-box,

asking for my help.

And for a patient?

I apologize for falling out of touch.

- Where the hell have you been? - Here.

You work here? Explain that.

It's complicated.

Yeah, let me repeat myself. I thought you were dead.

I spent months worrying about you, losing sleep over you.

Then I find out that you're just here.

Working in New York, security.

You really do know how to torture people, don't you?

Connor wanted me to make an introduction, so I did.

I heard it wasn't working out with the Hawks.

I'm sorry.

I'll bet you're sorry.

There you are, Dr. Santino.

Car's ready for you.

Gotta take this.

Darryl Hutchinson.

Friends call him Zeus, because he throws lightning bolts.

And V3 Academy is a boarding school for student athletes?

Elite student athletes.

We give them that competitive edge.

Best training, best facilities.

We take students and turn them into superstars.

Get ahold of them young?

Don't tell me you're a cynic.

Just from New York. Goes with the territory.

So Kansas City, huh? Is that where he wants to go?

Not really. I'd rather him be in New York. But you gotta go where you're drafted.

KC has the number-one draft pick this year.

Yo, Hutch.

Hey, Connor.

You see that last pitch?

Gun had me at 101.

Something wrong with the gun. No one pitches that fast.

Oh, yeah? Have you met me?

Dr. Santino, this is Hutch. This is the woman I was telling you about.

Shrink lady, right?

Started about a year ago.

I was on a flight home to Arizona, hit some real bad turbulence.

Nobody was hurt, but it was terrifying.

- Have you flown since? - Yeah.

First I wasn't having full-on freak-outs, but it's been getting worse.

Last time, my heart was pounding like a jackhammer.

Thought I had a heart attack.

Well, with the draft coming up, and all this money at stake,

that's a lot for an 18-year-old.

If baseball pays me a lot of dough,

that's awesome, but I'm in it because I love the game.

The mound's the...

The one place I feel happy.

Are you happy here at the academy, away from home?

Are you kidding?

It's the greatest thing to happen to me. I've spent four years at V3.

Connor and Troy gave me everything I need.

Now I'm going to blow it over something this stupid.

Hey, Hutch.

Fear of flying is not an uncommon phobia.

And luckily, it's one of the easiest to tackle.

If you're motivated.

Have you met me?

Good. So then we are gonna face this head-on.

We're gonna get you on that plane to Kansas City.

But first we're gonna do a dry run.

You have to be in Philly for an interview, right?

Yeah, with some reporters, Thursday.

Excellent. Then we have time for a few sessions beforehand.

The international man of mystery returns, and you whack him.

That is so Fifty Shades.

Did he take you into his arms and throw you up against a wall?

No, I should have thrown him up against the wall.

Making me sweat all those months,

and the whole time he's working a bridge and tunnel away?

What kind of person does that to a friend?

Maybe you broke his heart,

and seeing you was too much for him to bear.

You're not reading that Fifty Shades of Porno, are you?

What do you think got me through the sleepless baby nights?

Don't be too mad at him.

He did get you this gig.

And I will be glad when it's done.

After what he put me through, I never wanna see Sir Sneako ever again.

I know how this ends.

Hate sex.

It's the best worst kind.

Can't we just drive? We can get there in an hour. It's Philly.

It's just a 30-minute flight. We're getting on the plane.

But we won't close the door or take off unless you say you're ready.

Look at me. Look at me. Darryl.

You've heard that expression, "Keep your eye on the ball"?

Well, right now, the ball is Kansas City.

This is the first step to get you there. Those stairs take you to your dream.

But you need to decide how badly you want it.

I can't breathe.

I feel like I have a boulder on my chest. I'm sweating. I feel light-headed.

- I'm gonna throw up. I'm gonna-- - Okay. Look at me.

See how calm I am?

I want you to repeat after me: "This is a safe and easy way to travel."

This is a safe and easy way to travel.

Again.

This is a safe and easy way to travel.

We have been sitting here for 20 minutes.

What do you think our odds that this plane ever takes off?

Well, if this was Vegas, I'd bet against you.

But it's not.

No, this is not-- I can't, I can't. No, no.

I am going to give you something to calm you down.

This medicine has no side effects and it kicks in...

What is she giving him?

Let it play out. She knows what she's doing.

Don't I need permission to take meds?

Already got it.

Okay. Okay.

All right.

You're going to start to feel calm almost immediately.

Your breathing will slow.

Your muscles will unclench.

And you will suddenly realize that everything's okay.

Pitchers have strong grips.

Sorry, I... I thought my ball got the worst of it.

It's okay.

That pill should be kicking in right about now,

so you just say the word.

Close the door.

You can close the door.

Man, these pills are awesome.

What are they?

Skittles.

It's called the placebo effect.

Fear of flying is all in your head

I wanted to show you how powerful your mind can be.

You can calm yourself down anytime you want.

A zombie?

Yeah.

- I think I'm a flesh-eating zombie. - How long have you had these feelings?

Since I was bitten by that other flesh-eating zombie.

That was a joke.

Your...

Don't therapists normally have a couch?

Some.

Don't they normally have, like, snacks and...

niblets that their patients can partake in?

Some.

What are you writing in your pad?

Details I like to remember.

Getting the scoop, Wolf Blitzer?

That's how the Unabomber started. Got himself a pen, pad.

Started writing down stuff to remember.

Know what he wanted to remember?

Buildings, so he could blow them up.

"Double Windsor knot.

Way too fat for his frame.

And still has a price tag on his pants."

Cute. You stole those.

Terrence, would you like for me to put the pad down?

That's my whole damn point.

I don't see why you need a pad. Dr. D never wrote anything down.

She remembered everything. It was important to her.

Plus she had a sofa. With some comfy-ass pillows.

I don't mean "ass pillows."

This is a waste of my time. And yours.

Is there something I can get you that would make you more comfortable?

Yeah.

Some jelly beans.

We're gonna play 20 questions. How come you didn't go to Dallas?

Change of plans.

Why? How come you didn't call me?

Are we back to one-word answers like Pittsburgh?

That's three questions.

And no answers.

- Are you gonna slap me again? - No.

But I'd like to.

Please, return your seats to their upright position.

We'll be starting descent in a few moments.

- Better get back to your seat. - You're not off the hook.

- Where are we? - We're in Philly. You did it.

You're okay.

No, I'm not.

Hutch? Hey, talk to me. What's happening?

My arm's numb.

Yeah, okay.

Somebody help me. I...

I can't-- I cannot feel my arm.

Do you know what this shows?

- I'm not a medical doctor. - That is clear.

I'll tell you what it shows.

Nothing is physically wrong with Hutch's arm.

Nothing was wrong with his arm, until you talked to him.

- What did you say to him? - What did I say?

Yeah, kid throws like Koufax.

Then he talks to you, he's got Muppet arm. What'd you say?

Firstly, my conversations with Hutch are confidential.

And secondly, nothing I say can make his arm go numb.

We got a kid who won't fly, now he can't pitch.

He's gotta be on and off that plane in Kansas City in five days.

What now?

I think that Hutch is suffering from a sort of conversion disorder,

a psychosomatic illness.

It started with fear of flying, then became numbness in his arm.

It might become about something else entirely.

So he's making it up?

Oh, no. It's very real to him.

What could cause this conversion disorder?

It's usually triggered by external stressors.

- I'd like to see his medical records. - Now you are a medical doctor?

- This is ridiculous. - Wanna know what's ridiculous?

Bringing me into a fight with one hand tied behind my back.

I know my way around two things: mental health and Sicilian cooking.

So help me help your client,

or let me go home and cook lasagna,

where people are not second-guessing me at every turn.

Nico, will you give Dr. Santino Hutch's medical records, please?

Sure thing.

We don't have time for a fishing expedition.

We brought on Dr. Santino to do a job. Let's let her do it.

Quite frankly, we're out of options.

There's a gap.

- What gap? - In your attendance record.

I noticed that you were absent for two weeks from school last June.

- Do you remember that? - Kind of.

I had some bug.

Well, what kind of bug?

I don't know.

They thought I had mono, but tests were negative.

What's this got to do with flying? With my arm going numb?

I'm trying to piece together

whether or not you've had bouts of this before.

If you're asking when I became a basket case, I don't know.

All I know is I was flinging 100 miles an hour.

Now I'm barely clearing 70. How is that all in my head?

Being a first-round draft pick, that's gotta be a lot of pressure.

I tossed a shutout in the Little League World Series

when I was 12.

I've had scouts poking around since I was 14.

Pressure, it's never bothered me before.

I eat pressure for breakfast.

We talked about how powerful your mind is.

Well, yours is sabotaging you.

For a reason.

All of my dreams are about to come true.

Why the hell wouldn't I want that?

"Nonspecific virus"?

This whole case is a nonspecific virus.

Come on, ladies!

- One more. - You can do it.

Oh, no, no. We ain't done.

Larson, don't you make a mess on my field.

I don't feel like calling an ambulance today.

They don't know what sacrifice is.

Until they do, they'll never win a game that matters.

- Larson, you good? - Yeah.

Get him some fluids, get his ass back out there.

Mr. King.

Because you stopped, everyone here will run until I get tired.

Again.

What? That's ridiculous.

And that just cost you 1000 dollars.

He's stroking over here. We all are. You trying to kill the team?

Another thousand.

Every word that comes out of your mouth is another thousand.

I'm done talking. How about that?

- Screw you. Screw the Hawks. - T.

And screw your rules. I quit.

Keep going. It's fourth quarter. That's when it counts.

What the hell are you doing?

Thought I'd get Chinese food. Wanna come?

Stop it. After everything you've been through?

You're throwing away a chance to work with the best coach in football?

You'll never get this chance again.

Hell, you leave like this,

you may never get your shot in the league again.

- You didn't even fight for her. - What?

Dr. D.

She saved my ass.

She saved your ass.

She saved this team's collective ass.

And all you did was wipe her and flush her.

Terrence, I'm sorry that she's gone.

Right, right.

- All right? - Right.

T, you've been in this game long enough. You know.

Players, coaches, executives, therapists, they come and they go.

Yeah, well, he came,

she goes, I'm gone.

Crabchek?

Yes, June of last year, a kid at the academy

named Joseph Crabchek withdrew from the draft.

And?

There was never any mention of why or how he left in the press.

I think maybe it's the missing piece.

Did you ask Troy or Connor?

No, I was hoping that I wouldn't have to.

Hey, listen. Can you stop being Nico for just a second?

You brought me here to help this kid.

I'm telling you there's a missing piece, and I need your help to figure it out.

I'll see what I can find out.

Okay.

Dani.

If I told you it was for personal reasons, not going to Dallas...

could you accept that?

If I have to.

For the record,

I never meant to hurt you.

Ditto.

- He quit? - Drove off in the middle of practice.

I'm sure that went over well with the coach.

It's probably too late, but you gotta do something.

You're the only person he'll listen to.

Have you forgotten that the Hawks fired me?

- He's not my client anymore. - He needs someone to talk him down.

The team has a new therapist.

You got him on speed dial. Can you pick up the phone?

What, to push your agenda?

He's not my friend. He's a former client.

- There's ethical issues here. - Jesus.

You didn't have a problem with my rules when we were on the same team.

I'm sorry how things went down. Wizinski's an ass.

No one's gonna deny it. If you sat down and talked to him--

Apologize to him on bended knee,

and maybe I'll get my job back?

No.

We could make nice for a day or two, and then on the third day,

we would be having this conversation again, and again.

Face it, my time with the Hawks is over.

- Hey, you-- - Mind if I come in?

Oh, okay.

Nico.

Thought you were in Dallas.

It didn't pan out. I'm still in town.

Oh, we have a client together.

Heard you were having a baby.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Well, hey, this reunion has been fun, but I gotta get back at it.

- Good night. - See you, guys.

I assume that you haven't come here to chitty-chat.

I found something I thought you'd like to see.

Police report.

Joseph Crabchek.

From June of last year. Look who the witness was.

Darryl Hutchinson.

Tell me about Joseph Crabchek.

Joe Crabchek? He's ancient history.

He may be a current event too.

You a time-traveling therapist? Leave it alone.

If I could time-travel, I'd go back and figure out who stole your toys.

- What's with the games? - Okay.

Can you grab the door, please?

Joseph Crabchek was a kid at V3 who opted out of the draft last year.

I read those articles.

- What's this have to do with Hutch's arm? - I think everything.

Joe Crabchek?

What about him?

You tell me.

What's there to know?

He was a year ahead of me at the academy.

Besides Joe being the best pitcher I ever knew, he was a stand-up guy.

So he was well-liked.

Well-liked?

Look, the dude was a legend. All the pitchers looked up to him.

Tough, funny.

Had a wicked-hard slider no one could hit.

He was set to go early in the first round.

Just like you.

Yeah.

What happened to him, Hutch?

One night,

about a week before the draft,

Joe went bonkers in the dorm.

One second, he was joking,

and the next, he's crying.

Running through hallways, ripping off his clothes,

ranting and raving.

Coaches tried to get him under control. They tried to sit on him.

But he's clawing at his arms.

Next he's smashing windows with his fists.

There was...

There was glass and blood everywhere.

How do you know this in such great detail?

Because I was there.

The police came.

Took him away in handcuffs.

And then?

And then Joe dropped out of the academy, he wasn't drafted, and...

I never saw him again.

And then you missed two weeks of school.

I was sick.

You were traumatized.

And I think that you still are, Hutch.

I believe that you are suffering

from an undiagnosed form of post-traumatic stress disorder.

And your fear of ending up like Crabchek,

it's leading to a self-fulfilling prophecy.

But if the great Joe Crabchek can't handle the pressure, then...

how the hell can I?

Your destiny is your own.

You're Darryl Hutchinson.

Not Joe Crabchek.

And you've already taken a crucial step that Crabchek never did.

What's that?

You're getting help.

I wish that you could stay and cook for me forever.

Look at us. I'm the stay-at-home cooking mom now.

You're the hot working woman, men at every port.

God, I miss being a sailor.

God, I miss being a mom.

My daughter's never home,

my son's never coming home, far as I can tell,

and I am back to pounding the pavement for work.

Sorry about the way things turned out with the Hawks.

But silver lining, you don't have to see Matt every day

and pretend you don't hate him.

I don't hate him.

I don't.

It was totally amicable.

He felt like he owed it to Noelle and the baby

to see if they could make that family work,

and, you know, so did I.

But it still sucks, so let's not pretend.

Gusto. Hi, baby.

No, no, I put the extra diapers in the gray suitcase.

Help me, Obi-Wan Ke-Dani. You are my only hope.

I'd be happy to schedule you an appointment

at a normal hour, like, say, when the sun is up.

When have you known me to be normal?

Speaking of which, I quit.

The Hawks.

Means I'm a free man, aka unemployed.

What happened?

Coach is a douche,

Matty D is a douche-B, and I gave myself the bag.

Upside is, I can still be your client.

Terrence.

Are you sure that you're ready to give up your career with the Hawks?

There would probably be no career or TK without you.

He can't just take you away from me. He doesn't own me. It's not Django.

Okay, that's what this is about.

You and me.

Matty D didn't fight for you.

He let coach break up the band.

You may not agree with your coach or his tactics,

but his track record is hard to argue with.

So if you want the ring, then this may be your best shot.

I know this is difficult,

but therapy isn't supposed to be a forever thing.

You're breaking up with me too?

No, I'm not going anywhere.

But, Terrence, you have come so far in these last two years

that maybe you are ready to fly solo.

So how was the trip to KC?

Got on and off the plane with no hiccups, thanks to you.

He should continue to improve,

but he needs a good therapist in Kansas City.

Great. Anything else?

Well, I was wondering why you never mentioned Crabchek's meltdown.

We lost a kid. Not something you like to dwell on.

Okay.

- Connor. - Sir.

I just got word from KC.

They're out.

They heard about Hutch's flying issues, and got cold feet.

What's that mean for Hutch?

Would be a disaster if I didn't just get off the phone with the Yankees.

And?

And I convinced them that Hutch was of sound mind and body.

They'll take a flier on him at the end of the first round.

You son of a bitch. You pulled it off.

Just doing my thing.

Wait, what just happened?

I've never won a ring.

Not in high school, not in college, and damn sure not in the pros.

Just so I'm clear.

This is an apology?

I will do whatever it takes to get one.

You see those?

There is a method to what appears to be my madness, Mr. King.

Think of this season as a trust exercise.

All you have to do is fall back.

I'll handle the rest.

Just so you know,

there won't be any more second chances.

We were never thrilled about the kid going to KC.

Small market, unlikely to compete.

Lower draft slot means less money up front,

but he'll pull down 100 times more in endorsements if he works in New York.

So you leaked the fear of flying to KC to scare them off,

then hoped that I'd fix Hutch in time for the drafting for the Yankees.

Nico said you were the best.

Since Hutch is staying, can he continue to see you?

Yes.

Here is my card.

Don't send a limo. Just have Hutch call me.

Duly noted.

Santino, proposition for you.

- What? - What are you doing the rest of your life?

What kind of proposition is that?

I'm offering you a job here at V3.

You'll have your own office, assistant,

expense account, unlimited resources.

I'm flattered, but I just got out of a--

You'll do the most interesting work with the most interesting people.

You'll be well compensated, well taken care of, and appreciated.

Yes or yes?

Oh, boy. You really are good.

What's the catch?

Close your private practice. Be exclusive to V3.

Santino, I spot greatness for a living. You're an all-star.

Time to play on an all-star team. We'd do great things together.

What are you afraid of?

Fly?

Hey.

Everything all right?

Have a minute?

Yeah.

Just wanted you to know that I went to bat for you with Wizinski,

and no deal to be had there.

Well, I appreciate that, but it was totally unnecessary.

No. No, it was necessary.

TK was right.

You have been as valuable to that team as anyone who's come through.

Change is the only constant, right?

But you didn't come over here to tell me something I already knew, did you?

I'm leaving the Hawks.

What?

When?

Right away. Tomorrow.

Going to be the GM for Boston.

Been courting me for a while.

Boston's Noelle's hometown, so it all seemed to make sense.

Congratulations. That's--

Wow, that is a...

That's a big change.

Guess we're both moving on.

Sorry, Dani.

For everything.

There's no apologies required.

I wish you so much luck.

You too.

Oh, yeah.

Welcome to the family, Dr. Santino.

Go say hi.

You said this was a one-time deal.

Yeah, change of plans.

We need someone like her.

She's nosy.

She's effective.

Yeah, it's me.

We have a problem.