All language subtitles for Royal.Pains.S03E16

Previously on Royal Pains...

Wanna go fishing tomorrow morning?

Didn't you just say
you have an appointment

with Dr. Greene tomorrow morning?

He never came in for the procedure.

What?

- How's Jack?
- Not so hot.

I had him rest
while we head back to shore.

I have a fully fleshed out business plan.

I know that's your plan.

But what if it's not my plan?

It's my job to grow the business.

Not this business.

Not this way.

I purposefully kept the family
away from this event, Claudette,

so what are you doing here?

The Rateniczes thought that a christening

was the ideal place
to extend an olive branch.

Your parents cut you off,

and his parents stuck you
with the wedding bill.

It's not right. Here's my pitch,

I buy your 1/3 stake in Hankmed.

- Evan...
- The moment you can

buy it back, it's yours again.

Sure there are more than
enough medical professionals

to keep an eye on me overnight.

I'm not staying as your doctor.

I'm staying as your friend.

We lost him.

Jack's dead.

So I... I'm supposed to fly
to London tomorrow,

but someone's passed away,
and I need to change my plans.

Yeah, I'll hold.

Let's just move
Jill's nephew to next week.

Luke starts camp next week.

Okay, then, uh... you see Luke,

and we'll just move the Grants
to next week.

The Grants are leaving
for Hawaii this weekend.

Wow, okay, so why don't...

there's the, um...

this is harder than Sudoku.

Can't Dr. Van Dyke fill in again?

He wasn't Hankmed material.

No follow-through.

You know, if I'd had more time
to mentor him,

yeah, he could've become
a world-class concierge doctor...

Yeah, hi, I need to postpone my flight.

No, please don't put me on hold again.

Or just do it anyway.

Babe, you didn't even know him,

so you don't have to be there.

Are you gonna be there?

- Yeah.
- Then so will I.

Yes, hi, I'm here.

Okay, why don't you just tell me

which clients are in town next week.

Okay, I am talking... yeah,

the... the red-eye Friday could work.

What are you guys doing?

We're, uh, just changing
some plans around.

Why?

Well... you took
a two-hour walk yesterday,

and an even longer one
this morning, so...

So?

Henry, I didn't know Jack
very well, but I know you.

I know what you're feeling right now,

and I know why, so...

Just let me handle everything.

Seriously. At least till
after the funeral.

First of all, Evan, I don't
need you to handle anything,

and second of all,
there won't be any funeral.

I checked with Jack's attorney,

and Jack's attorney checked Jack's will.

It specified that
he didn't want a funeral.

Well, I guess that does sound like Jack.

The will prohibited moping too.

Hmm? Hmm?

This is Hank.

How can I make you feel better today?

Bobby not able to push out.

It's okay, Mrs. Sesumi. It's okay.

Let me just take a look.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Whoa. Okay.

Can you guys tell me how he did it?

We were just making our little movie

down in the woods.
Uh, we took a lunch break,

and the next thing we knew,
Bobby was sucking face

with this chocolaty beverage.

Shut up!

I'm Devon. Uh, I got your number

from my friend Tucker Bryant.

9-1-1. We ambulance ride for Bobby?

We don't need an ambulance, okay?

If I can break the suction,

I should be able
to remove Bobby's tongue.

Hold that, Bobby? Okay.

Okay, I'm gonna anesthetize
the inside of your mouth.

- Mm!
- All right.

I know it pinches a little bit.

- Ow!
- Okay.

Good job, bud.

Here we go.

One, two, three.

- Ah!
- I know, I know.

There we go. Okay, okay.

That's in.

That's it. There we go.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Okay, Mrs. Sesumi, okay.

Bobby.

So, uh, which one of you is older?

I'm the ranking brother here.

That's a big title, Devon.

That means it's your job
to take better care

of your little brother.
'Cause I'd really rather

not be back here this weekend.

Got it?

- Got it.
- Okay.

- That was perfect.
- Yeah.

- Nina.
- Hey.

- Hey.
- Hank.

Um... did you get my messages?

Uh, yeah, I did, I did.
I'm sorry for not calling back.

Well, I, um... I just... I thought maybe

you might wanna... debrief.

You mean talk?

Yeah. I mean talk.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, it's... it's never easy

with... with someone so young

and full of life. And you?

Yeah, yeah. I'm working through it.

Hank, you did everything you could.

Yeah, then I guess
there's not much to, uh...

debrief about.

Sorry, I gotta run.

But I'll give you a call later.

Oh.

Can I help you?

No, sorry. I'm good.

Royal Pains 3x16 - This One's For Jack
Original air date February 22, 2012

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Peaceful relations are important

to the entire family.

That might have been considered

before the attempt on my life.

Not to mention the attempt on Marisa's.

Neither of which was orchestrated

by the Von Jurgens.

Which is why I am here
to set things right.

Yeah.

Well, your branch of the family

has always been known for its diplomacy.

Thank you.

Nein, Friedrich, danke.

It's also been known
for its naked ambition,

shall we say?

So, then, Claudette,

why else are you here?

Money.

Venture capital, to be specific.

Voila.

So the tradition of the Von
Jurgens approaching Kuesters

with their hat in hand is alive and well.

It's an intriguing idea.

But I'd like to vet it.

Vet it how?

By watching you present it
to a potential client.

Evan, I'm here.

- Okay, close your eyes.
- What?

- Close your eyes. Close 'em.
- Okay...

Close.

Whoa.

What's this for?

So I uploaded all my pictures of me,

and then I set the display

so you're gonna get
60 different pictures of me

per hour, 24 hours a day,

for the full eight weeks
you're in Britain.

And just so you won't
be staring at me the whole time,

put some pictures of us in there.

Aw.

Thank you.

- It's awesome.
- So...

where are the rest of your bags?

What do you mean? This is it.

- What about my checklist?
- Evan, I am gonna

be painting the whole time I'm there

in jeans and a T-shirt.

Did you pack a raincoat?

Um...

Are you kidding me? You're kid...

England invented rain.

Fine. I'll take yours.

You'll be glad you did.

Okay.

For what it's worth,

you were right about the rain thing.

And I made you some tea, by the by.

Thank you.

Wait, why are you admitting
I was right about something?

I owe you one.

I mean, a big one.

I can't tell you what a relief it is

to wake up in the morning without...

that debt to Raj's parents
just weighing on me.

You don't owe me anything, okay?

The only thing you owe me
is bringing back vintage Divya,

'cause this is starting
to feel like The Twilight Zone.

Hankmed. Hi.

Yes?

Uh, I understand. I will be there.

Great.

Boris wants to have
a Hankmed business meeting.

I gotta go.

What about Hank?

Hank, uh, has enough to deal with.

You don't think that, uh, Hank can grieve

and do business at the same time?

Trust me, I've seen this before.

Recently?

Nope, about 20 years ago.

Hey, Evan, I... I hope
you don't mind me saying so,

but isn't there a difference

between losing Jack and losing your mum?

Hank doesn't deal with tragedy well.

The day our mom died
was the day his childhood ended,

and ever since then,
he's taken responsibility

for everyone and everything,

and he always refused to share it.

So this time, I can help carry the load.

Good luck at the meeting, then.

Okay.

Okay, so...

please stop being so nice to me.

It's making me feel very uncomfortable.

Thank you.

Babe, I'll be back soon. I love you, bye.

Love you too. Miss you already, bye.

- Ha. Hey.
- Hey, what's up?

Not much. I just, uh...

can't really socialize
'cause I'm running late.

Late for what?

Now I'm even later.

Evan.

I have a meeting with Boris.

Really? About what?

I don't know. I'll tell you
after the meeting.

He set a meeting with you. One-on-one.

He asked for Hankmed's
business expertise,

so I figured I'd cover for you,

because you've got enough to deal with.

Evan, I'm fine, thank you,

and if there's a Hankmed meeting
with Boris,

business or otherwise,
I'm gonna be there.

- Okay.
- Okay.

All right, let's go, then.

Come on, Richard. Isn't that
all a spring shoe needs?

A sense of whimsy and a pointed gold toe?

De belles chaussures.
I'll call you later.

The editor of French Vogue and I disagree

on what women
are lusting after this year.

Ah. Ce n'est pas un probleme.

So, Ms. Adams, I see that Dr. Van Dyke

examined you last week
when he was working with us.

He did, but he never called me
back with my test results.

Let me apologize on his behalf.

I see that your coronary artery
disease is stable.

Are you still taking
the sublingual nitroglycerin

- for chest pain?
- I am.

But why are tightness and
pressure so bad in the morning?

Well, well, let's find out, shall we?

Head back.

- Ah.
- Ah.

- Ah.
- Ah.

Are you ever sleepy during the day?

At night, I wake up every two hours

to a call about a fashion emergency

in some far-flung corner
of the world, so, yes.

I'm always tired during the day,

but that's the life
of a fashion consultant.

Did anyone ever tell you
that you have a deviated septum?

No, but I don't let too many people

have a look around in there.

Well, it may be giving you
obstructive sleep apnea,

which, in conjunction
with your coronary disease,

could be causing nocturnal angina,

and that could put you
at risk for arrhythmias,

and, uh, even a heart attack.

So I'd like to take you to a sleep center

so we can monitor you at night.

I'm sorry. That's not gonna be possible.

I have a new men's collection
to critique and review.

Okay.

Then I'll just bring
the sleep center to you.

As you can see,

we've already established
ourselves in the E.U.,

but we all know
that real success requires

penetrating the American market.

And we all know that concierge medicine

and technology go hand in hand.

Your practice is all about

portability and efficiency, is it not?

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.

This is our sales brochure.

Thank you.

I mean, Europe does always
get the coolest gadgets first.

Mr. Lawson,

you're the C.F.O. Tell me...

from a corporate
and strategic perspective,

what do you think of this technology?

I think it's awesome.

Hank?

What about you?

I think it's worth discussing.

We'll get back to you, Claudette.

Yeah, uh, while we're here...

thanks for your time.

So that's the smart scale.

Uh, she's also got a smart
band-aid that can

monitor your vitals and even
call your doctor for you.

And she's got a smart phone
that can double as a stethoscope

and an ECG, it's insane.

You see big opportunity, I can tell.

How can you tell?

Because when you get excited, you talk.

And you're talking a lot right now.

I guess I just wanna talk
about anything right now

except you leaving.

Yeah, I don't wanna say goodbye either.

Come on. This job is gonna be

a life-changing experience for you.

Mm-mm. It'll be an experience.

Evan, my life is perfect right now.

I don't need it to change.

You're scared.

Paige.

Is this your first real job? Like, ever?

I dated an American idol.

They paid us to show up at nightclubs.

I wouldn't put that on your resume

if I were you.

Evan, I just... I've never had
to report to anyone before.

You know, let alone
had anyone report to me.

I've never had to navigate
workplace politics,

and I've never had to make anyone happy

that they hired me. I just... I...

All you have to do
is trust your instincts.

They're the reason you got this job.

They're the reason
you're gonna crush this job.

And they're the reason
you ended up with me.

Instead of... Kris Allen?

Let's not start naming idols.

- He's the only one I know.
- Okay.

- Besides Kelly and Ruben.
- Yeah.

And Fantasia.

And Carrie.

And Taylor, Jordin,
David, Lee, and Scotty.

You know. Them.

Boys, they say to me it's a poison.

- A poison?
- Yeah.

From the o... o... oak.

Oh. No.

This isn't poison oak, Mrs. Sesumi.

These are burns.

Aren't they, brothers Sesumi?

- Burn?
- Mm-hmm.

How you boys burn? What you burn?

Why you burn in house?

Not in the house, grandma.

Don't get hysterical. We were out back,

- making our little movie.
- Yeah, guys, tell me again,

what kind of little movie
are you making exactly?

Romantic drama. Comedy.

Musical.

It's a romantic dramedy with music.

Uh-huh. Okay.

After I'm done with you,
I'd like a set visit, please.

You're delayed?

For how long?

I miss you already.

Feels like you've been gone forever.

It's been... 131 minutes.

Yeah.

Paige, I'm gonna
call you right back, okay?

Yeah. Bye.

Hi, Claudette.

And please come on in.

I was just looking for a pen

so I could leave you a note.

- Okay.
- I wanted to follow up

on our meeting,
see if you had any questions.

None so far.

And I also had a thought.

What kind of thought?

Maybe I could accompany you
on a house call.

Oh, you wanna see Hankmed in action.

The better I get to know your clientele,

the better I can recommend products

to help them, and help you.

Okay, sure.

Uh, we'll just find a good time...

Let's say this afternoon, shall we?

- This afternoon...
- I'm looking forward to it.

Huh.

So I'm guessing
you do really stupid stuff

and film it, taking
full advantage of your grandma,

who has no idea
what's going on back here.

And that's how Bobby got
his tongue stuck in the bottle?

No, he just didn't wanna share his drink.

I only yelled "action" after it happened.

Guys, I wanna see your movie.

You and everyone else, hopefully,

once we upload it on YouTube.

I mean now, Devon.

So what did you think?

I think you're taking
some pretty big risks

for your little movie.

My dad built 100 cell phone
stores by taking risks.

That's impressive.

And if you like, as soon
as he gets back from safari,

I can tell him all about
your attempts to take after him.

You have no idea how lucky you are

to walk away with only minor burns.

And if you wanna put yourself
in harm's way,

that's bad enough.

You shouldn't be putting
your brothers there with you.

Sorry, guys, time
to shut down production.

Okay, Panky. What are
our three rules for teeing off?

Okay, swing through the ball,
not to it. Through the ball.

Keep the clubface square.

And most important, breathe.

Let's see it.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Zero out of three ain't bad.

Panky, let's see it again, champ.

What?

I'm sorry. That's not professional.

I just... you know what, Panky?

You're just gonna have
to get used to being

my abused little student,

because you, my friend,
might just be a lifer.

Okay, in and out.

Again.

All right, one more time.

Good. This is my first time
doing a camp physical.

My first time going to camp.

And it's a very competitive camp.

All chess camps
are competitive, aunt Jill.

Okay. I'm gonna need you

to fill that up for me, grand master.

All right.

So how are you doing?

Hanging in there.

It's not just the sadness, Hank.

It's also the guilt.

What do you feel guilty about?

Well, I...

I keep replaying the boat
over and over in my head,

and the second I realized
how sick he was,

why... why didn't I force him
back to shore?

Jill, you got a hold of me
as soon as you could,

which is the only reason
Nina and I were there waiting

as soon as you docked.

And then you got him rushed
to the hospital.

There was nothing else you could've done.

Thanks.

So how are you doing?

I'm, uh...

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's not like losing
a patient in the E.R., is it?

I never get the chance
to know those patients.

Lucky for you.

Yeah.

Remind me again why she's here.

To observe, that's all.

You know, though, the patient
didn't have to agree to this.

And neither did you,

and then you remembered
that you owe me one.

You said that I didn't owe you one.

And I was wrong. It happens.

Look, when my C.F.O. instincts
speak to me,

I have to listen to them.

What are they saying, exactly?

They're saying that this could be

a very lucrative opportunity for Hankmed.

In fact, it's too bad you sold me

all your shares in the company.

I think we're about to go Google.

So, Grace, how did it go last night

- with the sleeping monitor?
- Fabulous.

- Fabulous, really?
- Yep.

The test was incomplete.

Did you have trouble
attaching the device?

No. But I did have trouble
sleeping with it.

So by fabulous...

I mean horrendous.

We'll try again tonight.

But this time, I'll be here
to monitor you myself.

This is my company's smart shirt.

Embedded within the fabric
are respiration sensors

that measure the patient's
breathing patterns.

- Very clever.
- Yeah.

I'm dying to see how it works.

Excellent.

I'm sorry, I... you may
have taken me too literally.

I assure you, it's just
a shirt with some wires.

- It's 100% safe.
- Um...

I'm sure it is.

At least 90%.

So, uh...

how does it transmit?

Just like your sleep monitor.

But it's cordless,
and far more comfortable.

Well, how long has it been in use?

For three years
in five different markets.

Ugh! Whoo!

All righty.

Oh, I like the Flashdance thing.

Oh, this is...

It's surprisingly cozy.

This lets a medical professional

download the data set for analysis.

Well, it seems like great technology.

But I couldn't just hand it off
to a patient.

I'll need to find the right time
to discuss it with Hank.

Yeah, yeah. I'll handle that.

I'd also like to be there,

uh, myself to monitor its use.

Of course. I completely understand.

I'll stop by tomorrow
to follow up on this.

Thanks.

I'll go call Grace.

Hey.

Hey.

Why are you wearing a smart shirt?

You know what this is?

Yeah, I read about it recently.

Sounds like great technology.

- Yeah.
- So...

I got a message from Divya
ripping into me

for not following up with a patient.

Grace Hay Adams?

Yeah, she told me. Don't sweat it.

I know follow-up
isn't really your strong suit.

Well, that's what I came by to tell her.

I did follow up.

With Hank.

I left him a message yesterday,

I figured that, as her primary of record,

- he would wanna call her.
- Oh.

Yeah, absolutely.

Uh, yesterday was a pretty
rough day for him, so...

I appreciate you coming by
to let me know.

I came by to let Divya know.

Right, right.

Uh, yeah, she's out on the patio.

- Thanks, dude.
- Yeah.

Huh.

Hi, Mrs. Sesumi, you called again.

I try make boys be more safer,

but all they want is, uh,
shoot, shoot, shoot movies.

And, uh, and shoot self.

And with now big wheels.

I worry.

Mrs. Sesumi, your grandsons
are very stubborn.

I wish there was something I could do,

but I... I just...
I don't know what that is.

Please, doctor.

My only family.

Okay, okay.

Let me... let me see what I can do.

Uh, when you said "big wheels"...

Devon, stop!

No, Devon!

Whoa! Whoo!

This is awesome!

Yahoo!

Aw, cool! Whoo!

- Devon!
- Devon!

Devon! Devon!

Not responsive. Okay.

We need to logroll him.

Here, you get your hands
under his body there.

You get your hands
under his leg. On three.

One, two, three. Roll...

That's it.

Easy. Okay.

Good.

Okay, Devon...

Okay, Devon, you need to lie still.

Okay. Do you have pain anywhere?

Guys, I need you to grab me

those bungee cords and a surfboard.

Are you gonna do a stunt for us?

No, I'm gonna stabilize
Devon's spine. Go!

Okay, Devon, can you feel this?

Yes. Can you feel this?

Okay, can you move your hands and feet?

Can I get up now?

No, Devon, you have to relax.

But I think I know what went wrong.

I gotta try it again.

Devon, you could've severely
injured your spinal cord,

and that could mean permanent paralysis.

As in no more stunts or walking ever.

You need to stop this now.

Doc, I'll be more careful this time.

This isn't a negotiation.

I'm the doctor, and you're the patient.

- But I wanna...
- No! No more buts.

You have to listen to me, Jack.

Who?

Was the smart shirt uncomfortable?

Actually, it was surprisingly cozy,

and a very slimming color.

So then...

I have to video chat
with a client in Sydney.

How do you manage it?

Keeping all those plates
spinning 'round the world?

After my car accident...

I was told that I would never

be able to walk down a runway again.

I thought my career was over.

Hearing that was more painful
than the crash itself.

I hated that pain.

And, being hyper-competitive,
I needed to beat that pain.

I had expertise to offer,

so I applied for jobs.

But I had to compete against people

who didn't need ramps
built just for them.

So I went to work for myself.

And for the first time in my life,

I became truly independent.

I know. I know it sounds crazy.

No, not at all.

I guess sometimes you find
strength and independence

in the last place you want to look.

According to your newest
fashion statement,

you do indeed suffer from sleep apnea.

Look, the results are measured
in apneic spells per hour.

How often you stopped breathing.

Anything over five times an hour
is considered abnormal.

You averaged 20 times.

I don't remember waking up
that many times.

Because of your deviated septum,

not enough oxygenated blood
is getting into your heart.

Can we fix it?

Mm-hmm. Luckily, a rhinoplasty

can correct the deviated septum,

and help prevent the nocturnal angina.

What are the odds anyone
in my business will believe

I got a nose job for medical reasons?

Hey.

Hey.

You're here early.

Uh, yeah, I was in the E.R. all night

waiting to run tests
on a teenage patient.

Lucky for him, he's almost
as indestructible as he thinks.

Good. I think.

Uh, yeah. He's... he's fine.

But...

it's not why you're here, is it?

No, it's not.

How are you, Hank?

I'm pissed.

At him.

So pissed.

For...

going fishing instead
of getting his dialysis.

For...

for not listening to me.

But mostly...

just for dying.

He was an infuriating patient.

- Yeah, yeah, he was.
- But to you, he...

he wasn't just a patient.

You lost a friend, Hank.

Yeah. The, uh...

the downside of concierge medicine.

He was my friend.

I just miss him, you know?

I miss him.

Me too.

Remember when you brought him
to my office for the first time?

Yeah, when we gave him
his treatment options.

Whoa, what was Tom Bosley like?

Was Bosley all hands? Was he like...

- was he like...
- Come on, Jack.

This is serious.

I mean, we can lay out your options,

but at the end of the day,
it's your decision.

So what you're saying is,
they both have risks, so...

I might as well flip a coin.

Uh, that's actually not
what we're saying.

Who wants to call it?

Sorry, but I have an issue

with making major life decisions
by coin toss.

- I share his issue.
- Yeah.

Come on, guys. Everything in life

is a 50/50 proposition.

Either it happens or it doesn't.

Why not leave it to a coin toss?

Yeah, no, sure. And for
anything more complicated,

we can just bust out the magic 8-ball.

Come on, Panky. I... look...

Serious things,

they don't always have to be serious.

Even a half-robot, half-alien knows that.

I never did get to confess to him.

Con... confess?

Uh, yeah.

That, uh... I was the child actress

in that ridiculous little sitcom.

- Really?
- Yes.

Yeah, I know.

I know. He had me pegged from the start.

Yeah, he did.

But he really wanted
to hear me admit it, didn't he?

- Almost more than anything.
- Mm-hmm.

I think I just figured out
a way to make it up to him.

Just because he didn't want us
to mourn his death,

doesn't mean we can't celebrate his life.

Here we go.

Okay.

This one's for Jack.

You hit it fat, Panky.

- I did indeed.
- Mm, yeah.

I think Jack would've wanted you
to have a mulligan.

So about Claudette's smart shirt.

Please tell me
it didn't kill the patient.

It diagnosed her. And rather brilliantly.

I knew it would.

That's why I got three more from her.

I have them in the van.

In case we stumble upon an apnea epidemic

on the back nine.

You never know.

And I've just begun browsing
Claudette's catalogue too.

Well, you were right
to trust your instincts, Evan.

I'm proud of you.

Okay, uh, Divya...

please. You have to stop

- being nice to me.
- Hey, what are you guys

yapping about over there?

Uh, sorry, Divya was hitting on me.

It was very awkward for everyone.

Yeah, speaking of awkward,

remember that time that Jack
stopped by the guest house

when I was trying to break up with you?

Yeah. That was some good times.

Jack was the...

uninvited guest
you never wanted to see go.

The opposite of Evan.

She's back.

Okay.

This one's really for Jack.

And most important...

breathe.

So...

how old was he anyway?

He was 40.

40.

Maybe that's why
this was so hard for you.

Ev, this was nothing like that.

- She was the perfect patient.
- No, I remember...

And what happened to her
was totally beyond her control.

I remember that too.
I'm not... I'm not comparing

Jack to mom, I'm just saying...

you know, it's gotta bring back
some painful memories.

Right? It was the last time
either of us lost someone

- that we really cared about...
- Ev, I... I really don't feel

like being psychoanalyzed
right now, please.

All right.

What are those?

Um, those are smart shirts.

They diagnose sleep apnea.

Yeah, no, I know what they do.

I read Claudette's brochure.

Why do you have three
of them in the trunk?

Because after the successful
test on Grace Hay Adams,

I figured I'd stock up.

Wait, wait, I'm... I'm sorry.

You used this on a patient?

- Divya would never agree to use...
- Don't blame Divya.

I told her I was gonna
talk to you about it,

and then I didn't,

because I... I was... I wanted to
give you some space, that's all.

But I'm not an idiot.

I researched the hell out of it
to make sure it was safe,

and Hank, it works.

That's not the point.

You used a... a new device on a patient

without consulting me.

If I consulted you, you would've said no.

Yeah, you're right, I would have,

because we run a medical practice,

not a Sharper Image franchise.

Okay. I think this
is something we have to pursue.

As a company. We... we...
in fact, I know it is.

It's... it's... Hank...

when we settled out here,
you had nothing to lose.

I gave up a lot.

I... I gave up my job,
I gave up my life, basically,

because I believed in you.

I believed in my brother.

When's it gonna be your turn, huh?

To believe in me, even a little bit?

Evan, I am done fighting with you

about the expansion of Hankmed,

and not just 'cause your timing sucks.

Sorry to remind you,
but I have the letters M.D.,

so I'm in charge.

- Great.
- Great.

Wait a minute.

So there's something else

I haven't had a chance to tell you.

Divya needed some money

so I bought her shares in Hankmed.

Which means I now own 2/3 of the company.

- What?
- Yeah.

So now that I think about it,

I'm in charge.

Well, you're about to increase
your ownership even further.

You can have my third too.

But you may wanna change
the name of the company.

I quit.

Good.

Hank.

Evan.

You wanna talk about Jack some more?

Is Hankmed here to rip into me again?

Not exactly.

I want to talk about a job.

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