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[dramatic orchestral music]

[music stops]

[birds chirping]

[high-pitched beeping]

[haunting orchestral
music playing]

[Lawrence] "Ultimately,
this is about legacy.

What kind of world
are we leaving behind
for our children?

What kind of world do we want to
leave behind for our children?

Isn't our goal to advance

and shape the world
before we leave it?

To advance--

to advance and shape..."

[Tiffany] What's that, Larry?

No-- nothing, honey.

I'm-- I'm rehearsing the, uh--

my speech for the art wing
dedication tomorrow.

[kettle whistling]

"My grandfather was a doctor

who arrived at Ellis Island

with only a European accent

and a dream.

That dream was to help others

by developing cutting-edge
medicines and practices.

Fortunately, in America,

that dream became a reality,

and he started
a little company called KanMed.

Now, today,
under my supervision,

KanMed has become

one of the most
influential companies

in medicine
in the world.

"My sons..."

Cut that.

"My youngest son, uh, Jacob,

is, uh, in attendance
this morning,

and I just want to take
this opportunity to, uh,

tell him, uh,

'No pressure trying to keep

the family legacy alive,
kiddo.'" [chuckles]

Ah, hold for laughter. [sighs]

"I stand before you today

as a proud grandson,

son,

father, husband,

who carries on
my grandfather's dream."

[Lawrence sighs]

It's gonna be a hell of a day.

[faint jazz music playing]

[Lawrence] Thank you.

[Tiffany] Nice speech you gave
to yourself this morning.

About family.

The press keeps saying
you knew all along.

This isn't going away.
It's on the front page.

Just say you didn't know!

[Lawrence sighing]

[ominous music playing]

[high-pitched beeping]

[clock ticking]

[Scottie] Dad, come on, get up.

Come on, Dad, wake up. Wake up.

[♪]

Dad?

Dad, wake up. Dad, wake up!

-Dad!
-[Michael exclaims]

[Michael chuckles]

And good morrow
to you as well, sir.

[Scottie]
Dad, I can't be late again.

Come on,
have I ever let you down?

Hey. Don't answer that.

I'm up. [groaning]

-I already packed my lunch.
-[Michael] All right.

Just give me a second.

-[Scottie] Dad, come on.
-Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Give me a second.

-Yes.
-[container pops open]

-[Michael moans]
-[Scottie] Come on!

Yeah. I'm on my way.

[hip-hop music playing on radio]

[Scottie]
What are you looking for?

Ah, I was just, um...

looking for my sunglasses.

They're on your head, Dad.

Oh. You put 'em there?

-No.
-Did you?

-No.
-You lying to me?

No!

You know we have to stop
at Mom's first, right?

What? Why?

Dad, I have a game today
and I need my jersey.

-[Michael sighs]
-Did you forget?

No! Come on, I didn't forget.

I'm just messin' with you.

You're like Amnesia Man.

That's that comic book
you're always
obsessed with, right?

Yeah.
He can't remember anything.

And he's always grumpy about it.

What are we talking about?
I forgot.

-[Scottie] Hey, Mom.
-Hi, sweetheart.
Here you go.

Right on Michael time.
15 minutes late.

-Got any more coffee?
-No.

You look like you could use
more than a coffee.

-Everything okay?
-Ah, thank you, Allison.
Everything's fine.

Your mother called me. Again.

They want to fly Scottie
to their place this weekend?

Why are you even talking to her?

-[Allison]
She called me, Michael.
-[Michael] Why?

Because she wants
to see her grandson,

and I'm assuming would like
to hear back from her son.

-We're not doin' this now.
-Yeah.

Okay, boys, it is time to go.

'Cause I don't wanna hear
from Mr. Trumble
about Scottie being tardy again.

Will I see you
at the game tonight?

I'll be there with pom-poms.

-[Scottie] Bye, Mom.
-Bye, buddy.

[high-pitched beeping]

[eerie piano music playing]

-There you go. Fixed it.
-[Tanisha] Why can't you
just get me a new pair?

You just got these!

They're fine now, see?
Made it work.

-I need a new pair.
-No, you want a new pair.
It's nice to want things.

-You can buy some
with your chore money.
-[Tanisha] Come on, Mom.

[Mary] What did I tell you about
if you want something?

That I have to work for it,
there are no shortcuts.

That's right.

Stanley!
Get out of the bathroom,

your sister needs to get ready.

Go-- shoes on the table, no! Go!

Mom, we're out of coffee.

When'd you start
drinking coffee?

-Like, two years ago, at 15.
-Don't get addicted.

[Tanisha] Mom!
Stanley stunk up the bathroom!

It's too early,
don't start, you two!

-[footsteps descending stairs]
-[Yvette] Mom.

I know.
Hey, hey, hey. Let me see.

-Okay, go. Don't be late.
-[phone chimes]

[Mary sighs]

-What?
-I just got an email
from Columbia.

Well, what does it say?

It-- uh, it-- I can't tell
if it's good or bad,

it just says to log in
to see application status.

-Well, log in!
-What does it mean?

[Yvette sighs]

I got in.

-[Yvette scoffs]
-Really?

I can't believe it, I got in!
I mean--

I always wanted to go,
but I didn't think
I could actually get in.

Of course you could!

I have to tell Dad. [chuckles]

-Yeah.
-I-- I can-- I can
call him later, it's fine.

-No, come here. Come here!
Congratulations, baby.
-Okay.

-Oh, congratulations.
-Mom. [chuckles]
You're smothering.

[Mary and Yvette giggling]

-[college agent]
Congratulations.
-[Mary] Yeah.

It's-- it's--
it's very exciting. Mm-hmm?

But I was wondering
what kind of scholarships
you provide

to help offset
these tuition costs.

[college agent]
Yes, there are a number

of financial aid programs
you can apply for.

Well, I'd prefer
the standard ten-year ARM,
since the rates keep changing.

[loan officer] So you plan
on keeping your-- Correct?

-Uh-huh.
-[loan officer] You might
wanna look at some options.

That doesn't really work.

-Uh-huh.
-[Sharon] Morning, queen.

[loan officer]
...some interest on that place.

Yeah. [sighs]

'Sup, doc?
You don't mind if I put this
coffee in an IV drip today?

-Late night?
-No.

Whatever, it was worth it,
he was cute.

Hey. You got a sec to chat?

I'm on the phone. Later.

I don't wanna hear it.

But I smell it.

[Mary] But I redid the kitchen.
And the bathrooms.

[loan officer] These numbers
are from our last evaluation.

Well, doesn't that increase
the value of the house?

-We'd have to schedule
another home visit...
-Uh-huh.

...before it's determined
if we can increase
your property value.

-Okay.
-These would be
the next steps to go on.

So what's the maximum amount
you could lend me?

-We can't give you another loan
until you've paid--
-What?

Until you've paid for the ones
you've lapsed payment.

No, I understand. [sighs]

Yup. No, no.
I-- I got it. Thank you.

[Michael] Here you go.
All right, go, go, go!

Thanks for making me
late again, Dad.

How about thanks
for the ride, Dad?

-You're lucky
to take the bus here.
-Yeah, whatever.

Forget something?

Scottie? Don't whatever me.

-All right?
-It's just-- you're the one
who slept in late.

I'm going to get
in trouble for it.

I've been having trouble
sleeping lately.

-Yeah, I wonder why.
-You got something
you're trying to say to me?

-Do you?
-No.

Look, I'm gonna call the school,
I'm gonna tell them you're late
and it's my fault, all right?

Don't worry about it.
I love you. See you at the game.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go!

Hi, this is Michael
calling again.

I'm on my cell.
I need to talk to the doctor.

It's an emergency.

[hip-hop music playing on radio]

[high-pitched beeping]

[Lawrence groans]

Ah, fu...

How do you feel about mulligans?

Take as many as you need.

That's what I like
about you Democrats.

You're just so forgiving.

Remember, sir. Hinge for power.

Just put the ball on the green.

[Rodgers] Grab that. Get 'em.

-To be honest, I hate this game.
-[Nicholas chuckles]

And it's a game.

Make no mistake,
this is not a sport.

I mean, look at this.
Man my age,
I'm walkin' around 18 holes.

I'm not breakin' a sweat,

I got some guy
carryin' my clubs.

I mean, how is this a sport?

You have a point there, sir.

Requires skill and patience,
neither of which I have.

I like the--
like the scenery, though.

-And the conversation.
-'Kay, well, man,

I'm gonna assume we're here
to talk about Kentucky.

Oh, no. No, no.
Kentucky's in the past.

I mean, yes.
We could have done better.

But, uh, we settled it.

Now, I'm here
to talk about mulligans.

Getting another shot?

I need you
to talk to the AG in Ohio.

-Ablees?
-Mmm.

He's his own man. He's--

he's trying to make
a name for himself.

Especially with all that money
I gave him to get elected.

To be fair, sir, you also funded
his Republican opponent.

Mmm.
Well, winners don't play fair.

What you need to do
is tell your AG to hold off

on these
individual state lawsuits.

Gotta push them
to multistate deal,

or I'm gonna die
from a million paper cuts.

Nicholas?

Roll, not hit, sir.

-Roll, not hit.
-It's, um--

it's hard to make promises now

on what
the Attorneys General will do,

because the president has made
the Opioid Epidemic Mandate.

-Hmm.
-He wants prosecutions.

Well, just prosecute
all the dirty doctors
and abusers you want.

[scoffs] It's hard to put
the genie back in the bottle.

Mmm.

You got a big race comin' up
in New Mexico soon, don't you?

-Uh, Kevin Larkin, yes, sir.
-Right.

Yeah, you know who I like?

I like that
young Republican, Mendez.

We at the Democratic
Attorneys General Association

do not wanna rock the boat
with KanMed.

Well...

[pants unzipping]

-[urine streaming]
-...whether you like it or not,

you are in the boat.

And you better pull your weight

and start pluggin' those holes,

'cause this boat is a-sinkin'.

Now... [sighs]
...I gotta cut this short.

And I'm gonna fly to Ohio...

to see Ablees myself.

So I suggest...

I suggest
you put a call in to him.

[♪]

[high-pitched beeping]

[soft jazz music playing]

Lisa. My favorite lobbyist.

How are you?
You look beautiful.

-Thanks for meeting me here.
-Oh, my pleasure.

I was curious what
a $100 frittata tasted like.

[Jacob] Sorry, do you mind
if we sit at that table there?

-It's a little less crowded.
-Of course!

Well, I'm sorry
that my father couldn't be here.

Fortunately,
you're just, uh, stuck with me.

Oh, it's fine.

-Thank you.
-So, um,

how is the Pain Care Forum
coming along with our bill?

Well, it's well-written.

But, you know, I'm biased,
as I wrote it myself.

Sure. Do you think it'll pass?

My ex-colleagues at the DEA
are scared shitless of it,

-which is a good sign.
-Hmm.

And we have a lot of support
from cancer groups

who want less
pain medicine regulation.

What politician wants to get
between a cancer patient
and their medicine?

-Mmm. Exactly.
-Hmm.

Everything sounds great,
Lisa, so why the hell
are we meeting?

Hi, I'll have a macchiato,
she'll have a caviar frittata.

-Absolutely.
-Thank you so much.

-All right. No problem.
-Thank you.

[clears throat]

It's hard to lobby the bill
under the current optics.

Optics?

[chuckles] Yeah, we-- we live
in an age of transparency.

And your father has baggage.

So what do you suggest, Lisa?

Maybe a changing of the guard.

[eerie string motif playing]

[Jacob]
Hmm. May I see your purse?

-[laughs] I'm sorry, excuse me?
-Can you give me
the fucking purse?

Okay.

Yeah, um,
I'm not recording this.

It's such a beautiful bag.

Hmm. [clears throat]

Great.
It's great to see you, Lisa.
Stand up. Give me a hug.

Hmm.

[both chuckling]

[Jacob whispering indistinctly]

[whispering continues]

-Okay? It's fine.
-Okay.

-It's a beautiful color on you.
-Oh, thank you.

It's great seeing you,
I gotta go to Ohio,

but I want you to enjoy
that frittata,

because it is-- Mmm!
[clicks tongue]

[eerie music playing]

[Kat] Doc.

-Yeah?
-Jeff from KanMed's here.

He brought you breakfast,
and sweet ass to match.

Inappropriate.

When's KanMed gonna take
the staff out

for another
educational dinner in the city?

-They don't do those
much anymore.
-It's probably 'cause I had

one too many
apple martinis that time.

I'm pretty sure
it's not 'cause of that.

Have you told Jeff
that you're not gonna
prescribe anymore?

-Not yet.
-Good idea.

[Jeff] Who wants rainbow bagels?

-Ooh, I do. Wait, wait, wait.
You ready?
-Uh-oh. All right.

-[Mary clears throat]
-[nurse] Try one more.

-Work flex!
-Love it.
-[chuckles]

You should have seen the line
around the block for these.

Luckily, I know the manager,
boom, skipped the line.

Thank you, Jeff.
This is very sweet of you.

-Aww.
-We love your staff!

Next time,
can you bring me some of those
cream-filled Long Johns?

-[Jeff chuckles]
-[Mary] Sharon.

What? I--
I'm talkin' about donuts.

-[Mary] I'm sorry.
-[Sharon] Yeah.

-[all chuckle]
-Oh, I brought some pens

for the office,
just in case you need.

-You have enough pens.
-[Jeff sighs]

Thank you.

-Can I talk to you for a sec?
-Yes.

-Oh, oh, that--
-Yeah.

[Jeff sighs]

I, uh... [chuckles]

...I also brought
a couple of these.

-For your little ones.
-Oh, you didn't have to do that.

I heard kids
like teddy bears, yeah?

[chuckles] Yes, they love these.

-Still?
-Thank you.

Oh, um,
do you mind signing this for me?
I gotta show proof I was here.

-Yeah, you got it.
-Thanks.

[Jeff sucks teeth]

How you doin', Mar?

-You know. Doing my best.
-Yeah?

-We're real happy
with your numbers on our end.
-That's great.

Uh... Jeff, can we meet
for lunch today?

Uh, I'm pretty slammed.

I got a couple
more appointments.

Can you push 'em?
It's kind of important.

This can't be discussed here?

No, Jeff, it can't.

Push your meetings, please.

Okay. Okay.

All right, I gotta go.

-Enjoy. Hey, tag me!
Don't at me.
-I got you.

-Yeah, get that Vitamin D!
-Duh!

Would you get back
to work, please?

Good morning, Ms. Monroe.

Have there been
any new developments

since I saw you last month?

My grandson, Hector,
started playing tee-ball.

Look at him.

Isn't he the cutest?

-Oh, yeah.
-[Ms. Monroe chuckles]

[droning music playing]

[high-pitched beeping]

Hello. Hi. This is Michael,
I left a few messages.

-Morning, Michael.
-Oh, hey, Georges.

-You might want to know--
-I'm sorry, I just--
I need one--

-But Michael.
-Georges, please.
-How are you today?

-[agent] Good, sir, how are you?
-I'm good, thank you.

I just need a refill
on my prescription.

You need to make
an appointment.

-Well, can't you
just call in for me?
-No.

-He has to see you in person.
-Thank God.

-[Georges]
Michael, open the door.
-Fuck off, please.

-[agent] Excuse me?
-No, no. Not you.

- Is there
anything else I can do?
-[Michael snorts]

Well, okay, well,
if this is about money,
that's not an issue.

-Yeah, I've been weaning off.
-[agent] That's good, sir.

[Michael] Well,
when is the doctor available?

-[agent] Next week.
-Next week?

-[Georges] Michael?
-[Michael] Yup.

[Ms. Monroe chuckles]

And here. Look at this one.

He started playing tee-ball.

I know, you just told me.

Oh, right.

I'm sorry, I... [chuckles]
...I'm just proud of him.

Once you have grandkids,
you'll understand.

Aw, I need to get
mine out the house first.

But maybe one day I'll be
showing you photos of grandkids.

So, what about
any changes to your health
since I saw you last month?

No changes.
Just the usual refill, please.

And the pain
in your hip hasn't subsided?

No. The medicine helps.

Have you been going to PT?

-Yes, three times a week.
-That's good.

Remember,
you only have two more months
on oxycodone left,

and it's half
the dosage this month,
and another half the next.

Is there any way we can keep
the prescriptions going?

If needed, I can provide you
with a treatment center

-to help wean you off the meds.
-No, no.
There's no need for all that.

-Yeah. You got it?
-Yeah. Thanks.

-All right.
-Bye.

-[Georges] Michael.
-What?

We have a problem.

-The health inspector's here.
-Motherfucker.

Tell the doctor
it's an emergency,
and I will call you back.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm fine. Listen.

-Something about an emergency?
-No, no. Everything's fine.

[phone ringing]

Oh, hi.

I'm, uh, Michael.

Owner of this establishment.
Sorry, I was in a meeting.

-You're out of soap
in the bathroom.
-Really?

Uh, well that's probably
because we make sure
our employees wash their hands

-twice every time,
to be thorough.
-Mm-hmm. Where's the kitchen?

[utensils clattering]

Come on, guys, come on.
Close this!

Do you want anything
to drink or eat?

Branzino here is amazing,
super fresh.

Where's the kitchen?

Kitchen. Yeah. Right here.

Slippin'.
Better get your act together.

[eerie music playing]

-[Sharon] Oh. You good, doc?
-[Mary] Yeah,
I'm just stretching out.

Ah. Mechanic called.
Said your car's ready.

[Mary] Okay. That was quick.

[Kat] Your next appointment.

Thank you.

[Vincent] Thanks for seeing me.

I banged up my knee pretty good.
Ran through a table.

-[Mary]
And when was the accident?
-Uh, 'bout three days ago.

Hurts like a motherfucker.

I'm sorry. Uh, like a bitch.

-Sorry, um--
-[Mary] It's okay, it's okay.
I know what you mean.

[Mary sucks teeth]

-Please, take a seat.
-I was chasing my little rugrat
around the livin' room.

Didn't see the damn table.

Mmm, gotten a few
parenting injuries myself.

No ring, though.

Nope.

Okay, let's take a look.

Can you pull up
your pant leg, please?

-Which one is it?
-Uh, the left one.

Just tell me where it hurts.

Ah! Yeah. Bingo. Right there.

On a scale of one to ten,
how bad is the pain?

-Ten being the worst.
-Uh, this is, like, an eight.

But honestly,
pain don't hurt me,
you know what I'm saying?

I'm also having trouble
sleeping lately, so I don't know

-if there's somethin'
you can give me for that, too?
-Sir, what do you want?

Uh, week's worth
of Oxy, Xany, and some Soma?

I mean, pretty please?

Look, it's cool.
I know, all the records
are digital now, just--

just let me get
seven days' worth for acute pain

or whatever, and, you know...

You were referred
by Ms. Santiago,
is that correct?

Yeah. Uh...

You got her those Oxies,
she said.

I don't know what
Ms. Santiago told you about me,

but I'm not running
that type of clinic here.

This is a pain relief clinic
for patients in need.

You want a pill mill?
You go somewhere else.

Well, technically,
I am in need, doc.

-You know what I'm saying?
-Don't ever come back here.

And you can tell Ms. Santiago
that she's not welcome here
anymore, either.

Yo, who you kiddin', doc?

I could have put you
onto mad business.

Whatever, you ain't
the only clinic in town
still prescribing.

Your loss.

No wonder you're single.
Stupid ass.

-What'd you just say?
-[Mary] Forget it.

[Sharon] Sir, I'm gonna
need you-- Sir! Sir!

Are we in the position
to be turning down new patients?

We're not drug dealers, Kat.

Please, since when?

There are CDC guidelines.

You just can't overdo it.

The state is coming down
on clinics like ours,

so no new prescriptions
and we taper the old ones off.

We have to have standards.

How are you gonna make money?

You do know that you can help
these people and run a business
at the same time?

It don't have to be
one or the other.

-[high-pitched beeping]
-[music playing from radio]

[mechanic]
Your catalytic convertor
was missing, so we replace.

What do you mean, missing?
Did it fall off?

No. Someone probably steal.

Why would someone steal that?

I see more and more now,
junkies steal for scrap.

They make $200 easy this way.

You are the fifth person
I replace this week.

Hmm, glad to hear business
is thriving for everyone.

How much do I owe you?

$2500?

-Can you come down at all here?
-I already give you
discount on labor.

Please.

[Mary sighs]

[machine beeping]

-This no good.
-No, that one works.
Run it again.

-[machine beeping]
-[Mary] Do you take checks?

[gentle guitar music playing]

[whispers] Okay.

[Michael sighing]

[Yvette] Mom, Jenny got into
Columbia, too. Maybe we
could be roommates next year.

-[Mary] That's great for Jenny.
-[Yvette]
You don't sound excited.

[Mary] No, I am, honey, I am.

I'm just with a patient.
Let me call you later.

[♪]

[man]
Well, what are you gonna do?

[Mary] Well, it would help
if you got a goddamn job,

so I don't have to pay
for the children
and everything--

[man] So you expect me
to pay for this?

I didn't tell her
to go to Columbia.

[♪]

[coins rattling]

[Michael sighs]

[electronic music playing]

[high-pitched beeping]

[overlapping, hushed chatter]

-Yeah, I need a copy of that.
-It's been done.

[overlapping,
hushed chatter continues]

[music intensifies]

Good afternoon! How we doin'?

-Nice to see you.
-[woman] Mr. Kassar.

How are ya?
How you doin', Chuck?

[Jacob clears throat]

How did it go with
the Pain Care Forum lobbyists?

Just as long as the checks
clear, they'll pass the bill.

Listen, what do you know
about this AG Ablees?

He wants to be a hero,
but I can crack him.

You'd better
for what we pay you, come on.

Listen, um, I need you
to do something for me,
after we settle Ohio.

Uh... [chuckles]
...I need you to put in
a word for me with the board.

[Dana chuckles]

I don't know, Jacob.

Are you ready for this?

Your father won't step down
without a fight.

Now, change is inevitable.

Question is,
do you want to be ahead of it,

or behind it?

I agree, from a PR standpoint,

that a change in leadership
would be welcome--

KanMed needs a new face.
Does it not?

Even if it is the same family,
someone to clean up
our broken image,

and on some level,
my father understands that.

It would be smoother
for him to...
willingly step down, but--

[Jacob laughs]

You think he's gonna do that?

[♪]

Dad.

I've missed a good war room.

-What are-- what you doing here?
-[Lawrence] I'm finishing it.

No, that's, uh--
that's a bad idea.

Uh, Dana and I can be
the firewall in this,

and there's-- there's no need
for you to show face.

Mmm, Jacob,
if you could have settled this,

you would have by now.

Dad, I need you
to trust me here.

'Cause you're my son?

You know
that doesn't work for me.

How am I gonna earn it
if you don't give me the chance?

Look... [sighs] ...it's--

this thing has gone on
long enough, all right?

You've had your chance.
Now, when they see me,
sitting across from them,

they're gonna know
we mean business, all right?

-Dana, brief me.
-[Dana] Good to see you, sir.

Yes, they'll be three plaintiffs
families on the Ohio side.

Um, not to worry, I'll do--

[gentle orchestral
music playing]

[Jeff] You don't care that
this is technically illegal?

I don't really give a shit.
It's fun.

Sometimes.

Isn't it crazy,
how seeing someone, like,
outside their work environment

can just completely change
your perspective of them?

-Jeff?
-Yeah.

Don't ruin it.

Okay.

Oh, man, it's like seeing
someone in a parallel universe.

You know,
I'm not just a drug rat.

I'm not just a doctor.

-Jeff.
-Hmm?

I need you to put me back
on the lecture circuit.

Oh, what the fuck, Mary?

Is that what this was all about?

-Yes and no.
-Look.

I'm sorry,
but KanMed doesn't want us
to promote oxycodone anymore.

-You know,
it means no more lectures.
-But I need those lectures.

I make the majority
of my income giving speeches.

And-- and, believe me,
I for one am extremely grateful.

You know, you help me
hit my quota every year.

-I wasn't doing it for you.
-Look, KanMed believes
it's not a good look for them

to be promoting opioids
when they're being blamed
for the epidemic.

I mean, look, it's terrible,
what's going on out there.

Half my colleagues
have been laid off.

-I'm lucky to still have a job.
-So what am I supposed to do?

Survive off your charm
and fuckin' rainbow bagels?

Oh, shit.

Wouldn't kill you to use
a little charm yourself.

All right.
I'll be honest with you.

KanMed just got a new drug
approved by the FDA,

it's called NOX.

It's an opioid antagonist.
For overdoses.

Wow. You guys are getting paid
to kill them and save them, huh?

Ooh, I can't hear that.
[clears throat]

It'll be rolled out
over the next couple weeks.

All right, I'm listening.

Think I have a sample
here somewhere.

[plastic crinkling]

Here. You can keep that.

It can be administered
through clothing.

KanMed wants the lecture circuit
to consist of first responders.

You know, police, EMTs, but...
I could pitch you forward, too.

I actually think it'd be good
to have some doctors
promoting it.

It's a little
out of my jurisdiction.

I know, but...

maybe it can help you get you
back to where you need to be.

Thank you.
And I'm sorry I was harsh.

I've been a bit stressed.

You don't have to
apologize to me.

And listen,
you need to blow off some steam.

Or maybe we shouldn't make this
too much of a regular thing.

I'm not good, huh?

I was gonna say,
I teach spin class.

You can come,
as my guest, anytime.

For free.

Wait, you're a spin instructor?

I told you,
I'm not just a drug rep.

Everyone's got a side hustle.

Ah, we do
what we gotta do, right?

Mm, another parallel universe.

[gentle piano music plays]

[♪]

[Dana] Let's go over
the game plan, Mr. Kassar.

Want to try and talk
Ablees back into a multi-state,

but there is a good chance
they're gonna want
their own settlement.

And the mediation's sealed
from the public, Dad,
so no cameras.

When they bring up
their witnesses,

today, I need for you
to be stoic and steadfast.

Not a problem.

Dad, you've never been
face to face
with these plaintiffs.

Some of these testimonies
can get pretty...

-emotional.
-Yeah.

[Lawrence] Nothing's gonna
change my position, son.

-Nicholas.
-[Dana] Good.

Ohio is seeking $30 million.

We suggest
offering five million.

They expect us
to pay for heroin addicts,

and now we gotta pay
everybody's health care, too?

If they attack you
and say that you're insensitive
to the opioid crisis,

we pivot and say that KanMed
is now the leader
in abuse deterrent drugs.

Yeah, just tell 'em that
KanMed distributes millions

in prescription drug monitoring
programs, they eat that shit up.

That's not to stray
from the talking points
we've highlighted for you, sir.

We're gonna do
everything we can to keep them
from questioning you.

We would like
to wrap this up today.

-[tires screeching]
-[horns honking]

[eerie music plays]

-I'm sorry. I'm sorry, man.
-Excuse me.

-There's a line.
-Listen. I know.
It's an emergency.

-Hi, hi.
-[Sharon] Sir, you're gonna have
to wait in line.

I've been coming here
for years, that's gotta
count for something, right?

-What's the emergency?
-I-- I need
a refill on a prescription.

Yeah, don't we all, man?
Get in line.

That's okay, I can
schedule you an appointment--

No, hey. Look.
I don't care, I'll pay double.

Here, I have the money.
I don't care.

-I need to see the doctor.
-[Sharon] Okay, sir.
She is not in right now.

That's bullshit, what are
all these people doing here?

-[Sharon] Sir.
-Waiting in line,
like you should be, man.

-Would you please fuck off?
-[thud]

-I didn't mean that.
-We're pushing each other?

-No, we're not pushing
each other.
-No, you just pushed me.

I'm sorry. I said I'm sorry,
all right? I didn't mean it.

-No, I'm sorry, too.
-Hey, come on. Stop. Stop.
Stop. Stop.

[Michael grunts] Hey, stop.

-[man] Sorry, man!
-[Michael] Stop!

Keep moving, honey.
-They're kicking each other,
-Mom.

-[Mary] Hey! Oh! Oh!
-[Michael grunts in pain]

Hey! Hey.
What the hell's going on?

Both of you, get out of here,
or I'm calling the police.

-I need to see you.
-I'm sorry, there are no
appointments for you.

-Doctor, I'm getting sick.
-If you're sick,
then go to the hos--

I don't need a hospital!
Can you refill?

-You need to leave!
-Just give me a refill!

You are not welcome here.
Dale, get him out of here.

-You could write it right now!
Fuck you, Dale!
-Call the police!

Just get a pad,
I know it's right back there.
Please, just get a pad!

-Sir, please, leave!
-I'm not leaving. I'm not
leaving until you see me.

-Kat, call the police.
-I'm not leaving
until you see me.

-I will call the police, sir.
-Call them, I don't care.

-Call the police, right now.
-Really?

Call them right now. Yes!

-[glass breaking]
-[Mary gasps]

Fuck, now I need
to go to a hospital.
You happy?

Yes! And you, please,
Dale, get them out of here.

-[Dale] You heard her. Let's go.
-Are you okay?

-[Sharon] Oh, my goodness, Mary.
-What is happening?

I don't-- It-- I'm so sorry.

I am so-- Please.
I will be taking
appointments shortly.

-Have a seat.
-Come in, sweetie.

-Could you get the glass?
-I-- I got it, Mary.

Just take -- it's just,
we're sorry. It's gonna be...

-Did you call the cops?
-Of course not.

Okay, good.

[ominous guitar music plays]

[♪]

[Michael groaning in pain]

[tires screech]

-Hey, you can't park here!
-Yeah, yeah.

Okay, you're all set.

Just make sure
you keep your hand dry
for at least 48 hours,

then you can wash
with cold water,
two times a day.

Also, you get to take
two of these every four hours.

-[high-pitched ringing]
-Well, this is Ibuprofen.

I was thinking maybe
you could give me something
a little stronger?

[nurse] I'm sorry.
According to the Prescription
Monitoring Registry,

you reached
your limit this month.
It's out of our hands.

[eerie orchestral music plays]

[♪]

[Hicks]
Good afternoon, everyone.

My name is Carl Hicks.

I'll be your mediator today.

Our goal here
is to find a resolution

that both parties
are comfortable with.

I understand
this is a high-profile,

and highly emotional case,
for everyone involved.

But let's try to keep
an air of civility,

in order to find
a common goal of resolution.

Mr. Ablees, would you please
introduce the plaintiffs?

[Ablees] Thank you, sir.

We of the great state of Ohio

are seeking payment

for the damages
caused by KanMed,

with the misbranding
of oxycodone...

a prescription
opioid pain medication,

with intent to defraud
and mislead the public.

It's impossible
to put a price on the damage

KanMed has caused
to the families,

to the communities,
and to this state.

Families who will never see
their children again.

Communities who have lost

an entire generation to opioids,

where high schoolers have gone

to more funerals
that graduation parties.

[Jacob snickering,
clears throat]

And to this state,

that is on the brink
of bankruptcy,

because we can't keep up
with the health care costs,

due to the opioid crisis.

And for what?

All for the sake of greed.

Today, we demand
that KanMed pay $30 million

for the damages
they've inflicted

upon this state
and its citizens.

[Hicks] Thank you, Mr. Ablees.
The defense may now begin
with their opening statement.

Thank you, sir.

Good afternoon.

Today, we will hear
a lot of facts.

Yes, there are some facts
which say that KanMed

over-marketed oxycodone,

and these facts are true,

and KanMed is willing to take
responsibility for their part.

But this is a mediation,

and that means both sides
must take responsibility,

so that we can meet
in the middle.

Because there are also

some other facts
we will hear today.

Facts of how the FDA
approved the drug

they knew was highly addictive.

Facts about individuals

with substance abuse,
who were clearly

misusing the drug.

Facts of how inept doctors

became irresponsible,

because we understand that
there's an opioid crisis
in this country.

And KanMed
is committed to helping.

But pointing to one company
and one product

that never constituted
more than 3.6% of the total
opioid prescriptions

really misses the mark
on how to fix it.

[eerie orchestral music plays]

[Michael sniffs]

[♪]

[Michael sniffs]

[Michael coughs]

[man] All right, who's next?
Come on.

Excuse me, sir?
Do you have a cigarette,
by any chance?

Sorry, I don't smoke.

You sub or meth?

-What's that?
-Suboxone or methadone?

Uh, what they can give me,
I guess.

Oh, it's your first time.

-Yeah.
-[man] Just one second, okay?

They ain't gonna see you today
if you're new. You should've
gone first thing in the morning.

-Really?
-Yeah. And then they gotta
piss test and swab you.

It can take days.

[sighs] I don't even have hours.

What you need? H?

No, I don't do that.
I just need oxies.

Ugh, my stomach. Oh, my God.

I'm a good judge of character.
I'll tell you what. I got a guy.

It's not a problem.
I can bring you to him.

I'll hook you up.

I don't know. Maybe I should
go back to the ER.

Shit, you must really like
waiting in lines.

-[man] Rich person?
-Good luck with that.

-[Michael scoffs]
-Dude, you've got cash?

Yeah. I just need a few
until I see my doctor,

or another doctor, but...

can we go now?

Chill, man,
I gotta get my dose. But...

yeah, after that, sure.

I got you. Don't worry about it.

[high-pitched beeping]

[♪]

-Thanks for waiting.
-Oh, no problem.

Sorry about the mess
in the waiting room.

-Please, take a seat.
-I-- I can't.

So your lower back is in pain?

Yes, it's been hurting
for several weeks now.

I feel like
it's only getting worse.

Can I ask how you found me?
Oh, I found you on the Internet.

We don't usually see walk-ins
without a referral.

I understand-- I, um--

you're actually
the closest doctor
in my neighborhood,

and I can't really drive
at the moment,

or even sit in the car.

You got good reviews.

All right.
I'm gonna take a look.

[faint jaunty music plays]

[Michael retching]

[Reggie]
Dez, man, what the fuck?

Why the fuck you bring this
dopesick white boy to my crib?

My block is
right around the corner.

He's got cash.
He's cool, Reggie.

Uh, sorry about that.
I'm Michael.

Oh, nobody give a fuck
what your name is, man.

[Michael groaning]

-You a cop?
-[Michael] No.

Oh, he's got that super flu.
He ain't no cop.

What are you, some kind of
professor, lawyer, or some shit?

No, shit, he does kind of have
that scholarly vibe to him.

Dez. Shut the fuck up.

Can't believe you brought
this sorry-ass dopesick
cop professor in here.

She said you had oxies.

[scoffs]
"She said you had oxies."

-[Dez giggling]
-Fuck is wrong with you, man?

-You got money?
-Yeah.

You know...

know if you a cop,
you'd have to tell me, right?

Not a fucking cop, all right?

Nah, no, no, no, no.

I'm gonna need you to do
a little bit better than that.

Mm.

Go ahead, man.

Snort that shit.

[Michael sighs, snorts]

Oh.

Thank you.

Oh, fucking A, man.

[Reggie snorts]

Ah, man,
you ain't no fucking cop.

-[Dez giggling]
-Just another fucking OC junkie.

[Dez giggles] I told you.

[Michael sighs]

-[Michael clears throat]
-I sell it all on eBay.

Only put clean money
in the bank, feel me?

Reggie's got
the first Agent Unknowncomic.

-You're gonna show it to him?
-No.

-Come on, I brought you a deal!
So just let me see it.
-No.

-I won't even
take it out of the plastic.
-No, Dez, no.

I'm not gonna let your
greasy-ass hands touch my shit.

You lucky I even let you
in my crib in the first place.

Fuck around and
give me bedbugs and shit.

Fuck is wrong with you?
Dirty ass.

[Michael sighs] Okay,
so how's this gonna work, man?

Do you hear this dude?
What do you want? 30s, 40s?

-Uh, 40s-- 40s is good, yeah.
-That-- that's 50.

Each.

[Michael] Okay.

It's, like, $6 a pill
at the pharmacy, man.

Does this look like
a fucking pharmacy to you?

All right, here.
That's-- that's 800, so.
Whatever that gets me.

[Michael sighs]

Why are you so sweaty, man?

Come on, man, please.

I'll be right back.

[Dez] And the comic, please.

[Reggie] Ah.

Man!

You said
it's been about five weeks,

so technically, we're not
talking about chronic pain.

Um, I'll take a look
at these X-rays.

Thank you for bringing these.

[machine whirring]

Okay, well.

These X-rays show
that you don't have

any broken bones
in your spine or hips.

Sounds to me
like a pinched sciatica nerve.

Now, medication can help
ease the pain,
but it's not a cure.

I would recommend you
go see our acupuncturist

or the physical therapist
that we work with.

I just...

[sniffs] I don't know
what to do about the pain now.

[sobs ] You know,
I just-- I just think about

ending it all,
I don't know, and...

[Katie sighs]
...you have to make it stop.

Please.

-[Mary sighs]
-[Katie sniffs]

How long have you been
off the oxycodone?

[Katie] It's been three weeks?

[ominous orchestral music plays]

[♪]

Okay.

I'm gonna write you
a prescription for oxycodone.

Ten milligrams.

And I want you to take it
three times a day.

But you must do
physical therapy along with it.

-Promise?
-[Katie] I promise.

-Thank you for understanding.
-[Mary] You're welcome.

[indistinct chatter]

[Sharon] Hi, that'll be $150,
and we don't take insurance.

Okay.

He was just playing.

[Dez giggling]

I don't have bed bugs.

Like, no way, uh...

I knew this one guy, though,
I think-- I think he was, like,
a schizo or something.

I used to cook up
with him in my tent,

and, um, one time
I was tying him off,

and I just saw all these bugs

crawling all over him,
just, like...
crazy bugs.

I thought I was, like, tripping.
Like some PCP shit or whatever.
I just-- and I just left.

I just left all my shit there,
clothes, everything.

And just never went back.

You know,
just so you know, like, ugh,

like, I have standards.

I'm not, like,

you know, dirty like that.

Yeah.

I didn't think you were dirty.

Yeah.

-All right, professor.
-Oh. Thank you.

-You all set, man.
-Thank you very much.

And, Dez. Hey!

Don't take that shit
out of the fucking plastic.

-Okay.
-You're gonna fuck up
the resale value, for real.

You got any Amnesia Mancomics?

[mysterious music plays]

[crowd cheering]

[Allison whooping]

[crowd cheering]

Nice one, Scottie!

He's been working
on his free throws all season.

[crowd cheering]

Yeah!

-[whistle blows]
-[Allison] Ooh.

-You're too late.
-Better late than never, right?

-[Allison chuckles] Right.
-[Michael] How's he doing?

He's crushing it.

-Maybe the coach
will start him now, huh?
-Yeah, I hope so.

-[parent] Back up, Josh!
-[coach] Let's go, guys!

-Michael, are you okay?
-I'm fine, I was just--

-There's traffic.
-You're sweating.

-Yeah, I--
-What's going on with your hand?

Just cut me some slack,
please, Allison.

We're divorced, remember?
I don't have to do that anymore.

The thing that you and I
need to do together

is show up on time for Scottie,
and you can't do that.

-Come on.
-Good boy, Scottie!

Come on, bud!

-Hey, is that--
-Just my prescriptions.

Are you seriously doing that
in front of the arena?

-At a nine-year-old's
basketball game?
-Okay, okay.

These are fake.
This asshole ripped me off.

-What did you get?
-Nothing, I'm fine. Lay off.

-Lay off.
-Yeah, if being a total goddamn
mess is fine, you're fine.

Hey, you see that, Coach?
Good heart, Scottie!
That is what I'm talking about!

What's it gonna take for him
to get some more playing time?

Coach doesn't know
what he's doing.

You know what?
Why don't you be a screw-up
on your own time, okay?

You wanna OD again on whatever's
in your pocket, fine by me.

Do not do it right now.
This is Scottie's time.

'Cause you don't have
a relationship with
your own parents

that you're constantly
trying to sabotage
your relationship with our son,

but I'm not gonna do this
with you anymore. My God--

-[gasps] Oh, my God!
-[retching]

Michael! Oh, I'm so sorry.

-[Michael grunts]
-[Allison] Jesus.

-Get me out of here, please.
-[Allison] Okay. Oh...

Okay. Okay. Oh, I'm so sorry.
Come on, come on.

I'm so sorry.

[man] That's Scottie's dad?

Scottie!

I'm sorry, Coach. Scottie.

Come here, baby, we gotta go.
Your dad's sick.

-[Michael coughing]
-Come on.

-[man] Look at the freak.
-[crowd murmuring]

[Kat] 'Sup, doc?

[machine beeping]

What a day, huh?

Oh, is it over yet?

So, lunch with Jeff?

-Did it go well?
-Stop sniffing around for clues.

Well, you gotta
give me something.

Did you know
he's a spin instructor?

Oh, God, I'm not surprised
with those buns.

[chuckles]
And that is all I got for you.

Okay, um, I don't know
when's a good time,

so I'm just gonna
go ahead and say it.

I need a raise.

-Are you kidding me?
-What? We're back in business.

You are--

Wow.
Now's really not a good time.

[Kat] Okay, when is?
Because I've been
working here for three years,

and I've never asked you for a
raise or even an extra day off.

-[Mary] Why today?
-[Kat] Because
they're raising my rent.

I'm sorry, but what happens
outside the office
is not my responsibility.

So you're willing to replace me?

I like you, Kat,
I enjoy your company,

and you're a pleasure
to have around the office.

But you're not irreplaceable.

Please don't mistake
my kindness for weakness.

[Kat] You know, I could
say the same thing to you.

What are you talking about?

You're a gynecologist
that runs a pain relief clinic.

You know, it's just
a small raise, that's it,

so I don't have to, like,
stress at every month.

I wouldn't know what
that's like, not to stress.

Ah, you wanna make a dent
in this patient line, or not?

Yeah, sorry.

Can we talk about this later?

Yeah. Yeah, for sure.

-Come on.
-Oh, yeah.

You played well today, Scottie.
Sorry I ruined your game.

It's fine, Dad.
I just want you to get better.

-[Michael sighs]
-Shouldn't we take him
to a hospital or something?

[Michael] No, no, I'm fine.
It's just a cold.

[Allison] It's okay, buddy.
Will you get your dad

a glass of water
and a blanket, please?

-God, everything aches.
-Michael.

-It's in my bones.
-How can I help?

I just need some pills, please.
Do you have any?

-No.
-Anything upstairs?
Anything, please?

-No.
-Do you-- Nothing upstairs?
-No, no more pills.

They're making you sick.
I'm calling the detox cen--

No, no, no.
I'm not going back there.

Maybe this time
will be different,

or we will find you
another place to go,

but you do not get to say to me
that you're not gonna go.

Come on. [moans]

How did this happen?

You were supposed to have
a minor back surgery.

That was it, and now
you're high all the time.

I'm not trying to get high,
okay? I'm trying not to be sick.

-Okay.
-You understand?

Yes, I understand. I'm sorry.

-[Michael coughing]
-I'm sorry.

How many pills are you on a day?

[Michael coughing]
I don't know, like, 40 or 50.

50?

I didn't know
it was this bad, I didn't--

The guilt trip is not helping,
Allison, okay?

I'm not trying to
guilt you, Michael.
I'm worried about you, okay?

I'm worried about Scottie--

Hey, baby.

I think we should,
um, take your dad

to lay down in the guest room.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

-Come on.
-Yeah.

-You lay down in here.
-Okay.

Oh, you have a guest room.
That's fancy.

Yeah, it ought to be fancy.
You paid for it.

Here you go, Dad.

You're a good kid, Scottie.

Mmm.

Must have got it
from your mom's side, huh?

[Allison chuckles]
Come on, kid. Up.

Hey.

-[Scottie] Hey, Dad?
-[Michael coughs]

Yeah.

[Scottie]
When are you gonna get better?

I'm fine.
It's a cold, I told you.

-Dad.
-[Michael] What?

You can't keep lying to me.

I can tell
there's something wrong.

Everyone can.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?
I'm sorry.

I don't need you to say
you're sorry anymore.

Sorry is just a word.

It doesn't mean anything.

What I need
is for you to get better.

-[Michael sighs]
-To actually get better.

[Michael chuckles]

I, uh--

[sniffs]

[exhales sharply]

So that's what
it looks like, huh?

What?

Rock bottom.

Okay. Okay.
I'll do it. I'll get better.

-I'll go.
-[Allison] Please--

I'll go. I'll go, come on.

-[Allison] Wait--
-Okay?
I'm gonna do it, I promise.

I promise.

[sobs]
Please get him out of here.

-Okay. Baby, come here.
-Please.

Let's let your dad rest, okay?
Come on.

[sorrowful music plays]

[Michael moaning]

[♪]

[sobbing]

[high-pitched beeping]

[clock ticking]

[faintly]
...against him, and the board--

What are we talking about?
We all good?

-Uh, yeah.
-[Lawrence] Uh.

We're just plotting
our next move, aren't we?

Excuse me, we wanted to go over
some notes with the team
before we go back in.

Okay, so, uh, what's the plan?
Are we sticking with the five?

I'll tell you when I decide.

When you decide? Do you--
You wanna include me
in that strategy or what?

Oh, I know where you stand.

I know you want me out.

Uh, Dad. Dad.
That's not-- listen.

It's just a cosmetic cover-up.

You know, I might not have
started this company,

but I sure as hell
had the vision
to turn it into an empire.

-I know!
-I had a vision.
-I know that.

What do you got
besides blind ambition?

-You got a vision? Yeah?
-Yeah, I do, Dad.

If you would stop
doing everything on your own

and just listen to me,
then I could fix this.

-Will you back up?
-Let's take it outside.

-Dad? Dad, we're gonna be okay.
-KanMed will be
just fine, yes.

You don't need to look
for the tobacco companies
to see that.

But what about
after the settlement?

After the settlement?
What does that fucking matter,
what are you talking about?

[Lawrence exhales sharply]

I remember
when you boys were children,

and you've always--

you always stole
your brother's toys.

It's not my fault he quit, Dad.

I'm the one who stuck by
your side in the trenches

while the walls were caving in.

I earned this.

You were born into it.

Yeah, well, fucking so were you!

Survival of the fittest,
isn't that what you taught us?

China. Brazil.

We focus on unregulated markets
where we have
barely scratched the surface,

and while the US
takes a hit on oxycodone,

we rebuild here,
by focusing on anti-opioid
antagonist drugs, Dad.

You bought me the toolkit--
[echoing] Antagonist drugs, Dad.

It's true that
we can do anything, Dad.
...anything, Dad.

Anything, anything.
Anti-opioid
antagonist drugs, Dad.

You gave me the tools.

Let me build.

I-- I'm so sorry.
We're back in now.

Yeah, we're not done here, Dana.

Yeah. We are.

[keys clacking]

Oh, no,
Ma'am. You can't go back there.
She's with a patient.

-Sorry, doc.
-It's okay, I can see her now.

No, no, there's others
who are waiting.

-It's fine. I'm sure
it'll only be a minute.
-I need the doctor.

It's okay, Ms. Monroe, I'm here.
What seems to be the problem?

M-- Ms. Monroe?
How many pills did you take?

-How many?
-Yes, since I saw you today?

I-- I didn't see you today.

You don't remember
your appointment

earlier this morning,
Ms. Monroe?

-Ms. Monroe?
-Did-- did I
tell you about Hector?

Yes, yeah, you told me
about Hector this morning.

Okay, she's off the reservation.

[snapping fingers]
Hey. Ms. Monroe, Ms. Monroe.

-I need more.
-I don't know,
I think you've had enough.

Check her purse.
Ms. Monroe, stay with me!
Ms. Monroe?

-[Ms. Monroe] Yeah.
-It's empty, dated today.

-Oh! God, wait.
-All right, you got her?

-[Sharon] I got her.
-[Kat] All right, I got her.

[Mary] Okay. Okay, Ms. Monroe?

-She's not breathing.
-What?

-Should I call 911?
-No, let me try something!

Start-- Shh!
Come on, start breathing.

-Come on!
-[Sharon] Hey, come on.
Ms. Monroe! Come on.

-[Mary] On her shoulder.
-[Sharon] You got her?

[Kat] Got her, got her.

-[Sharon] Doc, she--
-[Mary] Oh.

How long does it take
to start working?

I don't know.
Could be up to two minutes.

Two minutes!
Okay, so should we call?

-No, look--
-Are you crazy?

[Mary] Okay, come on, let's go.

-[Kat] Ms. Monroe!
-[Mary] Wake up.

[Kat] Come on!
She's not breathing.

-What's--
-Call. Call right--

-[Kat] Ms. Monroe!
-Oh, there she--

-[Mary] There we are.
-Hey, there she is.

-[Sharon] Thank God.
-You got it, Ms. Monroe.

-Just breathe. Yeah?
-Okay, then.

-You all right? Mm-hmm? Come on.
-[moaning]

-Take another breath.
-What happened?

I-- I don't-- I--

I don't know
how I ended up here.

[Allison sighs]
How we doing in here?

You tell me.

[Allison scoffs]

Um, I have good news, bad news.

I found a detox center
that can take you.

-But?
-They're closing for the night.

They said you can come
first thing in the morning.

No, I can't wait
till the morning.

-That's too long.
-Yes, you can, Michael.

-You have to.
-No. You don't understand.

-You promised him.
-[Michael sighs]

-You have to.
-[Michael breathes deeply]

-Okay.
-[Allison] Okay.

Okay.

[Michael sighs]

Okay.

-[Allison] Come on.
-[Michael] Mmm.

-[Allison] Yeah?
-[Michael] Mmm.

We were absolutely
terrible together, weren't we?

I'm not gonna marry you again,

if that's what
you're getting at.

In your dreams.

What's in it for me?

A lifetime of Nar-Anon meetings
and night terrors?

[Allison] I think I've had
enough night terrors, thanks.

[Michael] Hey.

I want you to look
in the pocket there.

You should give that
to Scottie for me, okay?

-This?
-[Michael] Yeah.

Love that.

Why don't you give it
to him yourself?

-Scott--
-Hey, no, no, no. Babe, babe.

I don't want him to see me
like this again, okay?

Ever.

You give it to him.
You tell him.

Just tell him
I've been forgetful, and--

I'm sorry that--
But I'm getting better, okay?

-[Michael sighs]
-Okay.

-Okay.
-[Michael sighs] Thank you.

[Allison] I'll give it to him.

You gonna come
visit me in there?

[chuckles]

I'll be there with pom-poms.

-You can do this.
-I know, I'm gonna be fine.

Man, I'll be amazing.

[♪]

[water dripping]

[kettle whistling]

[clock ticking]

[glass jingling]

[Michael groaning]

[wind whooshing]

On behalf of the plaintiffs,
we'd like to bring up
one last representative.

Mr. Matthew Jenkins.

Oh.

[sighs] Good afternoon.

Uh, or I should say,
good evening.

It's been a long day.

We've all been here for a while,
so I will try to be brief.

I-- I need
to start out by saying

that I have never
seen myself as a weak person.

On the contrary, I view myself
as a strong person.

Physically and mentally.

Um...

I was raised
in a really great home,

with two loving parents.

I, uh-- I have
a five-year-old son of my own.

All I ever wanted to do
was play baseball.

And I did.

I have a good arm.

I had a good arm.

Eventually, I played
Triple-A ball in Columbus,

and I'm not gonna lie,
I-- I made it to the show.

I got called up to Cleveland,
and that was a dream come true.

But as fate would have it,
I, uh--

I blew my elbow out
in the off-season,

and I elected
for Tommy John Surgery.

That's a procedure that, um,

usually helps most athletes,

and makes them stronger
than ever before.

Look, what you need
to understand is that...

when I started
to take oxycodone,

I did it exactly the way
my doctor told me to.

I didn't abuse it.

At the beginning.

No, I took it exactly
how he prescribed it.

But it got its hooks in me.

And once that... drug

was in my system,

my body became
physically dependent upon it.

Look, I didn't take oxycodone

to fill some kind of void

that was missing
in my life, okay?

That medication... was pushed...

on me by--

well, by doctors that I trust.

And that's not their fault.

That's not my fault.

That's your fault.

-Nice work today.
-Thank you.

Hey, Mommy.

Baby! What are you doing here?

-Hi, Sharon.
-[Sharon] Hey, girl.

Um, can we talk for a second?

Yes, of course.

[Yvette] So, I've been thinking,
if Columbia doesn't work out

and the scholarships
don't come through,
I don't have to go.

-Hush!
-I'm just happy
knowing that I got in.

I can still apply
to a state school.

-I'll be fine.
-No.

I will make it work.

I've got this. You're going.

-Really?
-Absolutely.

-Don't worry.
-[Yvette chuckles]

-I'm gonna go.
-You're going. You're going.

I wouldn't have it
any other way, come here.

[Yvette] Thank you. Thank you.

I can't believe--

[Yvette laughs]

[Mary]
I'm so proud of you, baby.

I just...

I don't wanna suffer.

The pain was immense,

I don't know if any of you
have dealt with chronic pain.

But to be honest, it's--

it's boring.

It's monotonous, it's...

it's helpless.

[Mary sighs] No.

No, he's-- he's not in a car.

He has to be on foot,
he didn't have his car.

No, I-- I understand
that you are saying

I can't file a missing persons
report for 48 hours,

but you're not listening
to me, he was home!

And now he is gone.

I-- please,

you have officers
out on patrol all night.

And I'm just telling you
that I need help.

No, he's not a danger to others.

No.

We can't wait
for two days, what--

What does that even mean?

Um, red sweater,

uh, a blue jacket.

["Get Over It"
by John Graney playing]

♪ There's an empty box
In here ♪

♪ With an innocent roar

♪ Get over it, get over it

♪ I know what I want

♪ To do salsa just because

♪ Get over it, get over

♪ I will send you up, boy

♪ And the red light
Flickers on ♪

♪ And the day begins

♪ And it could be the good

♪ It's so wrong, kids

♪ It cuts just like a kiss

♪ Get over it, get over it

♪ Get over it, get over it

[Matthew] Coping.

Chronic pain. It's torture.

[phone ringing]

The irony is that... [laughs]

...I tortured all the most
important people in my life.

[phone buzzing]

My wife left me and took my kid.

[sighs]
Well, my parents, they, uh--

they abandoned me after my...

first stint
in rehab didn't stick.

Uh...

I was all alone. [chuckles]

[automated voice] To leave
a voice message, press one,

or just wait for the tone.

-[beep]
-Hey, Dad, it's Michael.

[sniffs] It's been a while, huh?

Look, I...

so, I'm calling...

I don't know why I'm calling.
I'm call-- Okay.

I'm calling because... [sighs]

so, I'm going back
into rehab, and...

I don't know,
this time it feels different.

-[people murmuring]
-[camera shutter clicking]

I'm gonna be gone
for a while, but when I'm out...

[sniffs] I think it'd be nice
to get the family together
with Scottie.

Fresh start, you know?

[inaudible chatter]

[Matthew]
At my lowest point, I, um...

I was living under a bridge.

Homeless.

Yeah.

Holding up a...

a cardboard sign,
at the end of an off-ramp,

asking for money.[laughing]

But one day, a...

a car pulled over, and...

and the window
rolled down, and...

my parents
were inside of the back.

Two years before,
I was in the major leagues.

Excuse me. [sniffs]

I don't really, uh...

think I could possibly...

ever express the gratitude
I have for my folks.

They endured me going to rehab
four times before I got clean,

but I am proud to say that
today I am three years sober.

[Reggie] Yep.
Looks like something like that?

Possibly?

[coughs]

Hey, man.

-Man, fuck you want, Professor?
-Fuck.

I don't care about before,
but I--

but I need the real shit now,
so can you help me, please?

Nah, man, I-- I can't
help you with that, dawg.

No, as in you can't
or you won't?

"No" as in get the fuck
out of here, bro!

[Michael] All right. Okay.

-Fuck out of here, man!
-All right, okay.

[man] What you say, bitch?
Yeah, keep walking.

[Reggie] I promise.

-Hey.
-What you need, sexy?

-Trying to fuck?
-No. Look--

Blowjob is 50,
but don't cum in my mouth.

I'm-- That's not
what I'm here for.

Yeah, baby. You okay?
You look sick as fuck.

No. I need oxies.
Can you-- can you
find those for me along--

You don't have oxies
around here.
What do you think this is?

I don't know. I just feel
like I'm fucking dying here.

-Don't we all?
-[scoffs]

I was gonna tie off,
if you wanna join me.

Uh, no, I'm not--
I'm not into that.

[Kaya] Look.

You can snort it
instead of shooting it.

Besides, I ain't sharing
a needle with your ass.

I don't know.

Just give me 40.

There you go.

[Kaya] Wait here.

Look, I didn't agree to be here
to come scold you.

Certainly not to shame you.

I just...

I wanted to put a face...

to what an addict looks like.

[heavy breathing]

[Michael sniffs]

[sighs]

[Kaya moans]

[chuckles]

Yes,
that's the shit right there.

[Michael] Okay.

[Kaya] Give me your phone.

[Michael] Here.

[Kaya] This should set you
straight till the morning.

[Michael sniffing]

[Kaya] There you go, baby.

[Michael] Oh, my God. Yeah.

[chuckles]

[♪]

[Kaya] I know, you-- Oh.

You do that.

Wake up.

[siren wailing in distance]

Yo, dude.

Wa-- wake up!

Wake up, please!

[sirens approaching]

[Kaya groans]

You're killing people.

I need a second.

-[Dana] Can we take
a brief recess?
-[Jacob] Dad, where are you--

[Hines] Yeah.
Let's-- let's take five.

[Lawrence sighing]

[phone buzzing]

[Allison]
Lawrence, it's Allison.

Um, the--

the police just called.

Michael's dead.

[♪]

He overdosed.
I don't know what to do.

Well, it doesn't look like
we're gonna have time to
hear KanMed's response today.

We'll regroup in the morning.

There won't be
any need for that.

-What?
-Sir?

I was a child, I-- I dreamt
I caught a cloud in a jar.

And I was running through mist,

it was-- it was so thick

that I-- I couldn't even see
my hand in front of my face.

And when I held it,
the closed jar,

I held-- I--
when I held it up to the light,

the-- the cloud was gone.

Take the 30 million.

It's not enough to hurt me and--
and not enough to help you.

Uh, Da-- Dad? Dad.

Dad, what are you--
what are you doing?

Do you have any idea what kind
of precedent this is setting?

You're killing us, Dad.

[Matthew] You're killing people.

Shape and advance the world

before you leave it behind.

I-- it's useless.

You know, it's funny.
I always thought...

I would leave my son
the family business.

But unfortunately,
it's you, Jacob.

What is happening, Dad?

He's gone, Jacob.

Michael's gone.

Mr. Ablees,

would you agree to $30 million?

It's for your sister.

These are wrong, probably--
Do you mean--

[Sharon] Oh, ma'am.
We're not taking
any more patients today.

Excuse u--

[Katie] Mary Ambrose Davis,

I have a warrant
for your arrest.

You have the right
to remain silent.

[Sharon] Mary. Mary.

No, sir! You made a mistake!

-[Kat] Where is
your warrant here?
-[Sharon] I'm not a doctor!

I'm not a doctor,
I'm just a nurse!

[overlapping chatter]

[Yvette] Mom, what is going on?

[♪]

[Michael]
Hey, Dad, it's Michael.

It's been a while.

I'm going back into rehab.

When I'm out...

I think it'd be nice
to get the family
together with Scottie.

Fresh start, you know?

[phone ringing]

[sirens wailing]

[officers speaking indistinctly]

[♪]

[solemn orchestral
music playing]

[♪]

♪ The horses made their way
Through the town ♪

♪ The children laughed
And followed down ♪

♪ To the end
Of the simple illusion ♪

♪ Dreary conclusion

♪ They say that fear
Is just a charade ♪

♪ I will not tear
A lack of parade ♪

♪ Through this world

♪ Built on sugar and freedom
That's what you feel ♪

♪ Don't miss the hands

♪ That they sold you, no

♪ But understands

♪ That the old you is gone

♪ What does it mean

♪ To be a good boy?

♪ A good boy

♪ Ah

♪ I wrote my weakness
Out of the scene ♪

♪ I built myself
Out of a machine ♪

♪ That breaks hearts

♪ I'll do two for a dollar
For one lucky caller ♪

♪ Oh, my weary

♪ Goddamn devotion to know

♪ Why would man

♪ In an ocean of phlegm

♪ What does it mean

♪ To mean to be a good one

♪ Don't look at me
Like those other guys ♪

♪ I've been the deer
And I've been the light ♪

♪ I'd pretend
To be mad as a hatter ♪

♪ But it wouldn't matter

♪ Show some respect
If you really can ♪

♪ I broke a boy
And made him a man ♪

♪ I've become the shadow
That hovered above me ♪

♪ Somebody loved me

♪ Oh, don't lift the head

♪ That they sold you

♪ No one understands

♪ That the old you is gone

♪ What does it mean

♪ To be a good man?

[♪]