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Staff meeting starting
in seven, six, five, four...

- Before we start I just have to...
- Three, two, one.

- And we're in it. Good morning.
- Good morning.

So I'd like to begin by
welcoming Jill Casey to her

first ever official
Hankmed staff meeting.

Applause please, right now.

- Real applause.
- All right.

Even though Jill may be
leaving the Hamptons sometime soon,

in which case we'd all be very sad,

uh, your clinic would be left in good hands
and your non-equity membership to Hankmed

will be left in very good standing.
We love you, uh...

Yeah!

- Don't patronize us. Okay.
- Okay.

First order of
business today is Divya, so...

- Hi.
- Hi.

Okay, I was just at Baker and the Bean
getting some staff meeting muffins,

and Kevin, that guy
from behind the counter,

was talking about Hankmed and the Jitney.

- You're famous!
- Yes, we are.

We should get a publicist.

We really should. I've always wanted
a publicist anyway.

That's a great idea.
I'm gonna get on that.

- Right?
- Yeah!

- Awesome.
- Ooh, why don't I do it?

I mean, I know everyone,
and I work very cheap.

- Could you be more perfect?
- I doubt it, but I'll try.

Look at that, would you?

Hazelnut.

- Divya, yeah.
- She likes it.

And given the state
she's in, we pretend to.

Wait, guys. Where is Divya?

- Upstairs asleep.
- Oh, is she not a morning person?

Yes... no, not lately.

Hmm. I gotta go.

Okay. Be heroic, my hero.

- Bye.
- Can do.

Okay, Evan, as much as I like Paige,

we do not want a publicist.

Henry, everyone wants a publicist, okay?

- We need one.
- No, we don't.

Yes... i'm not gonna argue
with you about this,

- all right? But yes, we do.
- Okay, good. No, we don't.

- Yes, we do.
- No, we don't.

- Jill, what do you think?
- I think we should talk about Divya.

Guys, I'm really worried about her.
She's not being herself.

I took her out and I tried to
talk to her about her parents

but got nowhere.

You got farther than I did.
She wouldn't even let me take her out.

- I guess she'll open up when she's ready.
- Yeah.

In the meantime I think it's important
that we keep her mind off of the fact

that her entire life
has totally fallen apart.

So without further ado,
I would like to announce

the launch of operation KDB.

"Keep Divya Busy".

Um, no, it's actually
"Keep Divya Bu... " yes!

- Wow! Gold star, Hank.
- Thanks.

And to keep her busy I've
scheduled check-ups with clients,

a trip to restock
medical supplies, a massage,

and a tune-up for my minivan.

That is actually really sweet.

Yeah, Hank's the brains.
I'm the heart, baby.

And the brains
has a new client appointment,

which is short for
new client appointment.

Okay, cool. So it's
just you and me, Jill.

Hey, Jill, you wanna keep me company?

Evan, as much as I would love to stay,

I think it would be a good experience for
me to witness a new client appointment.

- Yeah, see ya, buddy.
- Sorry.

- Okay.
- Great meeting.

That makes a lot of sense for
you to shadow him, it does,

- so...
- Morning.

So I'm just gonna keep the staff meeting
going by myself, all right?

Good morning, sleepyhead.

We got a very busy day, Divya, all right?

Full docket. You and me, you ready to go?

All right, so you
go upstairs and get ready.

You're gonna get ready, right?

Ah.

Uh, excuse me.

Hi, are you Jono?

I'm dr. Lawson, uh, Hank. This is Jill.

- Hi.
- I can't believe my boss called you.

He must be anxious to get his lawn mowed.

Uh, well, he sounded concerned about you,

said you'd been losing weight.

Said you're less talkative.

Maybe because I don't talk to him.

Just my plants. They complain too?

I have a job to do.

Okay.

Do you have high blood pressure?

Okay.

Uh, are you taking any medications?

Can you tell me what kind?

- Yellow.
- Yellow. Okay.

Uh, do you happen to have any
of those yellow pills here?

No.

Yeah, you know, I haven't seen
one of those since med school. That's a...

- Sphygmomanometer.
- Yeah, that's it.

Yeah, we had one in a clinic in Uruguay.
It's an easy way to check blood pressure.

- And a great scrabble board.
- Hmm.

And it works fine for me too.

If you don't mind, I have something
that will work a little better.

Prove it.

- All right, you wanna...
- All right.

And if it doesn't,
this appointment is over.

- 120 over 60.
- 120 over 60.

It works.

And apparently so do the yellow pills.

I told you, I'm fine.

So... good-bye.

Uh, Jono?

Hey, Lawson!

Ken.

- Hey.
- Hey, hey.

Ken Keller. Ladies call me Killer.

- Jill Casey.
- Which is what the ladies call her.

Hank Lawson, town hero.
I read about your Jitney exploits.

Well done. You must
have a great publicist.

We don't actually
have a publicist, but thanks.

Still, I'm impressed you
found time for little old me.

- It's not you I'm here for.
- Yeah, how is Jono?

His B.P.'s okay. But I'll do some
blood work to make sure.

Okay, well, whatever you need.

I don't need anything.
I'm good, but thank you.

Jono came with the house when I
bought it, now I couldn't do without him.

But lately he's... he's been off.
I wanna make sure he's okay.

Not to mention we got a lot of grounds
work to get ready for the weekend.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, what's going on?

Oh, it's the fourth
annual kickoff classic.

It's a weekend for us mortals
to play ball with the pros.

You pay to play, and then the proceeds
all go to the Boys & Girls Club of America.

And this year we got
Greg Jennings participating.

- Oh.
- Greg Jennings?

- Of the Green Bay Packers? Really?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you know, Hank, didn't you say
that you used to play ball in school?

Lawson, you told her you played?

Wideout, yeah, until I got injured.

That's funny, I don't remember
you playing when I carried the team

- to the Passaic County championship game.
- Huh.

The Passaic County championship...

- The big time.
- Now, that's actually funny,

since I beat you out for receiver,
you know, until I got injured.

- No, you didn't.
- Yeah, I did.

- Really?
- I'll tell you what, Lawson.

Why don't you join
the event this year, my treat,

and then we'll see who beats who?

- It's all in the name of charity,
of course. - Of course.

I got a busy schedule, and I
think I'm over old rivalries.

You know what I mean, Keller?
Turn the page.

Yeah, wouldn't want you to get injured.

Game on.

You know, schedule permitting.

- Absolutely.
- Yeah.

- You take care.
- Okay, great.

- I'm gonna kick your ass, Lawson.
- I know you think you are.

Okay, what's going on between you two?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Oh.

♪ My independence went away ♪

♪ I didn't listen when it said ♪

♪ Rely on yourself ♪

♪ Trusting someone else ♪

♪ Is a path for the silent ghost ♪

Royal Pains 3x02- But There's A Catch
Original air date July 6, 2011

Evan! Please touch with your eyes.

Whoa!

Whoa...

Divs, check these out.

- Put them down.
- No, we gotta get these, okay?

You don't even know
what they're used for.

They're scissors.

Who cares what they do. Look at them.
They're, like, they're long and silver, and...

we need these, okay?

We have a long day ahead of us,

so you might wanna pace your judging.

- Just pace it. Okay?
- Mm.

Hua-hua!

Thanks, Mr. Jennings.

Greg, this is my boy, Hank.

- Hey, Hank, how's it goin'?
- It's going great.

We're gonna get this thing started
right here, right now.

- All right, let's do it.
- Adrian. Let's get this going, baby.

Bring it in, guys.

First and foremost, I'd like to thank you guys
for coming out today and supporting the cause.

This weekend is about having fun,

learning, and competing
to the best of your abilities.

Adrian... even though he's a Bronco...

I want you guys to adhere
to what he has to say.

We're gonna start off with some
basic drills. You guys ready to roll?

- Yeah!
- Let's go, get 'em up, get 'em up!

Pick 'em up! Pick 'em up!

- Hank, Hank, Hank.
- Yeah, what's up?

You gotta try a little harder.
This is the gridiron.

Let's go, guys, let's go. Let's go,
let's go, I need to see hustle.

I need to see hu... look, we reacting!

Hank, Hank, come on, Hank.

There we go, there we go.

We're on the gridiron, we work out here.

We work out here, this is
a little different today, huh?

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit!
We work, there we go.

We got a group that wants to work.

Don't run me over!

Get 'em up, get 'em up,
pick 'em up, pick 'em up!

- Nice hands.
- Thanks, I'm Hank.

- Hank Lawson.
- Adrian.

Scott, I know.

First round draft pick
of the Denver Broncos. Congrats.

- Thank you.
- So is Ken your agent?

Yeah, we just got back from Denver,

he was visiting training camp.
Ken's the real deal, man.

You know they call him "Killer Keller".

- So I hear.
- Watch out.

Oh!

- Let's go, Hank, keep it moving.
- All right, Greg, you got it.

Jill Casey, this is Greg Jennings.

Jill was just telling me she's a big fan,

and I was telling her
that you're always nice to your fans.

- Nice to meet you, Mr. Jennings.
- Nice to meet you. Would you like an autograph?

Careful, she might wanna hit you up
for some money for a clinic she runs.

That sounds doable.

Maybe we can chat after the event.

Yeah, sure, but, um, that's not
why I wanted to meet you.

No?

Would you like a photo?

Maybe later.

But first, I would love to know

how you were held to one catch
against the Vikings in '09.

You play fantasy football?

I grew up with three brothers.

I traded my second round
draft pick for you.

You were a first alternate to the pro bowl,

you posted back-to-back
thousand yard seasons,

and then one catch?

You do know he scored two touchdowns
in the super bowl which his team also won.

That's great for him.

'09 against the Vikings!

I came back the next game.

Yeah, after I benched you.

- You benched me?
- All right, come on.

- Oh, yeah.
- Come on.

- I benched you.
- Thanks very much, Greg.

- Take care.
- Yeah, we'll talk later.

Benchwarmer.

Uh, Jill, I wouldn't count on
that fund-raising money, come on.

Divya.

This is a no-brainer, right?

Well said. Park the scooter.
You are not buying it.

Uh, looks like you're
not buying anything today.

- Excuse me?
- Your card has been declined.

Okay, that's impossible.
Please run it again.

- I did, twice.
- Okay, let's not get crazy.

It's all good, use mine.

Everything's okay.

Oh, and we will also be taking these.

Divya, that kind of public humiliation
happens all the time... it's not a big deal.

I didn't say it was a big deal.

Clearly it was a mistake.

Of course it was a mistake.
Look, you know what?

You shouldn't be putting medical supplies
on your card anyway.

I'm gonna get you a Hankmed corporate card.

You won't have to give me receipts anymore,

I won't have to reimburse you anymore.

Everybody wins, okay?

I'll talk to Hank about it.

Okay.

It's fine.

Break!

Jono, since your test results
came back negative, this makes sense.

Aldomet is a pretty old medication.

How long ago did you get these prescribed?

Mid-80s.

These can have side-effects.

Headaches, depression, blurry vision.

Any of that sound familiar?

May I ask, has anything changed
in your personal life recently?

My boss wants to get rid of me.

Well, why would you think that?

He wants a younger caretaker.

Your boss is concerned about you,
as are we.

We are just trying to make sure
that you're healthy.

Newer medication might help that.

My pills have been working fine for years.

- Jono.
- Huh?

What did you do to yourself?

Who knows? Uh, hazard of the trade.

There's something called sporotrichosis.

It is a fungus that you can get

by being pricked by the thorn of a rose.

If left untreated, it will grow.

New lesions will appear along the paths
of your lymph nodes.

It could go into your joints,

your lungs, even your brain.

It could cause some serious damage.

Wait a minute, all this from a rose?

Yes. May I roll up your pant leg?

Did you ever seek medical treatment
for those nodules?

The good news is that it's easy to treat.

Some oral medication,
Itraconazole will clear it up.

I'll write you a prescription.

And, uh, as I said...

a side effect of your old blood pressure
medication is depression...

which could explain why you never
noticed those nodules on your leg.

You didn't care enough.

Along with the Itraconazole,

how about I write you a new blood pressure
medication as well?

If it'll get you to leave me alone.

Cut it out,

or I will use them for
their intended purpose.

42 mau-mau, 42 mau-mau, ready!

Break!

Let's do this, Keller.

This is for you, Lawson.

Ow!

My arm! My arm! My arm!

- Ken.
- Aaah!

From one to ten, ten being unbearable...

I can't count that high!

Okay, let's roll him over.

Easy, easy.

It's my arm!

I know, I know.

Okay, it looks like a
displaced forearm fracture.

The good news is it's not an open fracture,

the bad is you have no radial
or ulnar pulses.

What the hell's an ulnar pulse
and why don't I have one?

Do you have Demerol? Morphine?

I'm on it.

Do you have a splint?

All right, you need a pulse.

There's no blood going to your hand,

which means the tissue in there
is gonna die... fast.

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey, stop!

Stop!

Stop! That's my truck!

What do you mean,
you don't have any painkillers?

What kind of a doctor are you?

- I am so sorry.
- It's okay. Calm down, Ken.

If we reduce the fracture,

it'll unkink the arteries and get the blood
flowing back through your arm,

which will do way more than a painkiller
to ease the pain.

- Well, then unkink it.
- Okay, um...

Evan, grab that rope, Keller's bike gloves,

- and a heavy duty stapler.
- Yup.

Divya, hold that.

Hank, what are you doing?

Traction.

Ev, would you grab the rope please?

- I'm gonna lift you up, Ken.
- What? Ow! ow!

Now, Evan, gently start pulling
until I tell you.

Seriously?

This is gonna be a little uncomfortable.

Oh...

Okay, pull.

Hard, Ev! That's it, that's it, pull!

Harder! Harder!

Good.

Okay, let go, let go.

Perfect.

All right, pulse is two-plus.

- How's the pain?
- It's better.

Good. Now I'll put a splint on and get you
to the hospital for an X-ray.

Outpatient, right?

FYI, if we're late for the massage,

uh, they don't prorate it, so...

Evan.

I do not want a massage.

A person was in serious jeopardy today
because my car was towed away.

Hank said he's gonna be fine.

No thanks to me.

Yeah, but... uh...

all right, all right.

So I guess it's safe to say
that you don't wanna go get my minivan

tuned up either, right?

Okay, that's fine, that's good.

Then let's find something
else to do, Divya.

We gotta find something to do, and...

I mean, we could...

just talk about it.

Talk about what?

I don't know, how about the fact

that you're like this
poor little homeless orphan girl

like out of a Dickens novel...

dressed in Dolce & Gabbana.

And your point is?

You've got problems.
So let's problem solve, Divya. Come on,

let's... let's, uh,
let's start with the Mercedes.

The Mercedes, it was yours,
or it was leased to you.

It was in my father's name.

That's unfortunate. Okay, um, wow.

God, I gotta say I'm a little surprised
your mom didn't give you a head's up.

Like even just a text saying,

by the way, Divya, you might wanna
have a friend pick you up from work today.

Hey, Evan, I do not want
to talk about my family.

But that's the only way you're gonna...

get better.

I don't need you to make me feel better.

But you're an over-accessorized
emotional volcano waiting to erupt.

Evan.

I am fine, please... just forget about it.

So when you say "forget about it",

what I think you're
really trying to tell me

- is "Evan, I need a friend right now".
- Evan!

I give you my word. I will tell you
when I want you to be my friend.

Okay?

Good.

I will see you tomorrow.

I didn't say anything.

Hey, thanks for coming. Come on in.

Yeah, sure.

Is your arm feeling worse?

No, no, I didn't call you here
for my arm, it's, uh, it's Jono.

He's not looking any better.

Well, Divya, my P.A., saw him,

gave him a prescription
for a new medication. It should help.

He's never gonna fill it.

He doesn't leave the grounds.

I can't get the man to take a vacation.

Maybe because he thinks
you're gonna fire him.

Fire him?

- He told you that?
- Mm-hmm.

Is that our game against Montclair?

This isn't as pathetic as it looks.

No, no, no, lots of grown men sit alone

and watch footage
from their high school games.

The word wallowing never entered my mind.

I was trying to find evidence of you
actually being on our passaic high team.

Okay, detective.

How do you even have
film of our old games?

Well, my father taped every one of them.

And our practices, and our
scrimmages. He played to win.

He had me believing I could go pro.

All 165 scrawny pounds of me.

Come on.

I remember your dad.

Yeah, I was always jealous of
how much he was around.

Mm. A blessing and a curse.

Yeah, no, I guess he was kind of intense.

Mm, he made the great Santini
look like the great Gazoo.

That must have been tough.

Thanks.

Nice grab.

Thank you.

It's funny, I don't remember your dad.

My father never missed an
opportunity to miss a game.

Where is he now?

In prison.

Yours?

My dad died a few years ago.

To messed-up fathers.

Chocolate chip cookies, pretzels,

uh, eye cream, face cream, foot cream.

I'm guessing the air in prison
isn't very hydrating.

Probably a good guess.

Uh, an envelope from Ms. Newberg
labeled "Boudoir pics", and...

Let's just stop right
there. "Boudoir pics"?

- It's sweet.
- Ugh!

- Hey.
- Hi. The care package is done.

Do you wanna know what's in it?

No, no, no, he doesn't. you
really don't, trust me.

- Uh, I guess I don't.
- Oh, all right.

Must be so weird sending
your dad stuff in prison.

It's even harder with him
not wanting us to visit him.

- Yeah.
- I'm so sorry.

Thanks. My night on the couch?

Divya upstairs?

Yup, asleep. For a while.

It's that bad?

I think her family was paying for
everything. She never cashed her paychecks.

Wait, Divya hasn't deposited any of her
checks since Hankmed started?

A couple, tops.

God, I'm worried about her.

Me too. No Raj, no family,
no home, no car. Just us.

Yeah, she's in worse
shape than I thought.

Well, I'm gonna go.

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Oh, did you see this?

- What?
- I'm so proud of him.

I put a copy in the package for your dad.

Wow. Can't wait to read this.

Oh, keep it. I bought 50 copies.

Okay, great, thanks.

- Bye, babe.
- Ciao.

I thought I told you
I don't want publicity.

Why do you get to decide?

I don't, but we have to
agree, right? So convince me.

You want me to walk you through it?

- Okay.
- Right now

people are talking about Hankmed
'cause of what we did at the Jitney.

In order to capitalize on that, we need
to strike now, while the iron's hot.

There's no iron, okay?
And I don't wanna strike.

I'm the businessman. It's
my job to grow the business.

Not this business, not this way.

- Good night!
- Good night!

So we matched the teams up,

and the top scorers tied for first
are Hank Lawson and Ken Keller.

And let's hear it for Ken and his
courageous effort to play through pain.

Hey, guys, let's play some football.

- All right, let's do it!
- Let's play some football.

Hey, Ken, listen, I know you want to win,
and you've been medically cleared to play.

But please be careful with your arm.

- All right.
- All right.

Oh, uh, I don't think it's the
greatest time for fund-raising.

Yeah, Jill, I hate to
agree with this guy, but...

No, Hank, this is important.

Okay.

- What's up?
- It's Keller's blood work from the hospital.

He's got an elevated hematocrit level.

You think he's blood doping?

That, or he's a freak of nature.

You really think he would cheat
to win a charity event?

Huddle up or cuddle up, Lawson!

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

You again.

Me again.

Following up to see how
the sporotrichosis is doing.

Better.

But I haven't found time
to fill that prescription.

You know, I had a feeling that
you'd have trouble getting there.

Why do you keep coming around here?

Some people admire persistence.

Well, I'm not one of them.

My father had a little garden
in our backyard growing up.

Sometimes I would sneak in
and talk to the flowers.

He told me that plants like that.

Your father's a smart man.

He doesn't talk to me now.

Is that an orchid?

Paphiopedilum.

Lady Slipper. It's very rare. It's
one of my favorite flowers.

Well, they're beautiful.

Yeah.

When Mr. Keller
replaces me, what do I do?

I really doubt that he
is trying to replace you.

How can you be so sure?

You're right, I can't.

But I can tell you that like depression,

paranoia is another side
effect of your old medication.

You have to want to
take care of yourself.

These flowers are my friends.

This is my home.

For over 40 years.

It has got to be hard to be around
the things that you love the most

and not be able to love them.

But that is what depression
can be, not feeling like... you.

It may take a couple of weeks.
But hopefully these will help.

If you decide to try them.

Divya.

Why doesn't... your father talk to you?

I could give you a bunch of reasons.

But when it comes down to it...

I don't understand any of them.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

So am I.

Break!

All right, boys, let's do this!

I got it!

Henry! Lawson!

Is real awesome!

Let's go, Keller. What you got, Keller?

Here we go. Make a play,
make a play! Make a play!

Go, go, go!

Make a play! There we go.

What the hell was that?

He's goin' right, he's goin' right!

Go, go, go, go, 25!

Yes! Yes! Oh, my God! Yes! Yes!

Hi.

You here to cheer on Hank?

Uh, just checking in on Jono.

The gardener.

That's funny, didn't he
tell us to leave him alone?

Well, I chose to ignore that.

So that's how I should handle you
telling me the exact same thing?

Divya, look, I know you
have a lot going on.

Maybe I haven't gone about being
there for you in the most helpful way.

I have nothing going on.

Just watching a bunch of
out of shape potential clients

sadly trying to recapture
their glory days.

You don't have to go through this alone.

With you in my face every
minute, I am hardly alone.

What your parents did, cutting
you off, cutting you out...

how could parents not
want to see their own kid?

Are we talking about me?
Or are we talking about you?

Your father disappeared for 20 years.

And now he doesn't even want
you to visit him in prison.

Maybe you should worry
about your own family.

- Ready...
- Break!

Let's go, Mike, let's go!

Come on, Lawson!

- Here we go, Lawson!
- Bring it, Keller!

25,25!

Oh, my God!

Yes! Yes!

That's my brother!

- That's a trap!
- Really? Good catch!

It looks like a catch to me, Keller!

What is that?

That's a trap and you know
it! You know it, buddy.

- Ken, relax, relax.
- You relax! It's a trap...

Stop! Stop!

There's something wrong with your hand.

Is your arm hurting?

- I play through pain.
- Calm down.

- How much pain?
- It was a lot, now it's numb.

Okay, we gotta get that cast off.

- I need to see your arm.
- Why?

Because if you have what I
think you have, you could lose it.

We need to bivalve the cast.

- What does bivalve mean?
- Cut it off.

I got something you could use. Right here.

- Why do you have rectal scissors?
- Well, I... they're Divya's.

- I've got something better.
- Thank you, perfect.

What the...

Easy, just lean back. That's it.

Okay, Ken, can you wiggle your fingers?

Oh, pins and needles. Really sharp pins
and really jagged needles.

- Paresthesia.
- With pain, pallor, and poor pulse.

Okay, Peter Piper, bottom line it.

It looks like you've developed
compartment syndrome in your forearm.

It's a complication from
yesterday's fracture.

What is compartment syndrome?

It's a dangerous compression of
the nerves, blood vessels,

and swollen muscle tissue
within the enclosed space,

hence compartment, of your volar forearm.

The increased pressure's not
allowing your blood to circulate.

I've called an ambulance.

No, no, I'm not going back to that hospital.
My arm lookslike nuclear waste.

They screwed up when they put my cast on.

Right now the muscles, tendons, and nerves
in your arm are dying of ischemia.

It can be irreversible.

Find someone to get me
a Medivac into the city?

- Okay?
- Got it.

This is time-sensitive.

Well, then how have I been
living with it since yesterday?

Because yesterday the pressure
in your arm wasn't acute.

You need to relieve the pressure.

Ken, this isn't about you and me.

It's serious. You need to trust me.

Trust is wonderful, but I refuse to buy that I
can't get myself to a world-class facility.

I can't prove it to you.
If we were in a hospital,

I'd use a stryker monitor to measure the
exact pressure-level building in your arm.

But here there's...

Jill.

Maybe we can measure the pressure.

I'm on it.

If I do, will you get in
the ambulance when it arrives?

- Do it.
- Okay.

Ev, use your favorite scissors
to open and cut these tubes.

You got it.

- Good.
- Here you go.

Stopcock.

Okay.

Divya, syringe.

Open that.

- Jill, you hold the manometer.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay, Divya.
Pull slowly up on the syringe.

It's more than halfway full.

Okay, good, perfect.

Now, take the syringe off,
pull it up to 15, and then put it back on.

Okay, Ken, this will cause the meniscus,

the fluid level of the saline,
to bubble away from your arm.

And it's gonna hurt a little.

Mm!

Okay, Divya, slowly increase
the pressure on the syringe.

Jill, is the mercury rising?

- Yup.
- Okay, now we're gonna wait

until the line along the fluid in the tube
curves from convex to concave.

Okay, there it is.

Ken, if the mercury's
greater than 30, you are acute,

which means if you like your arm,
you have no time to waste.

- Jill?
- It's approaching 45.

- And rising fast.
- Ken...

- You win, this time.
- Okay, good.

Guys, Hamptons Heritage, quickly.

How's Mr. Keller?

- He's gonna be okay.
- Good.

- I brought you something.
- You brought me something? Why?

Well, you gave me something to help,

I give you something to help.

I feel better already. Thank you, Jono.

Now, take careof yourself, okay?

You too.

So nice.

So how did you know that
he was depressed and not just sad?

What Jono was experiencing...

lingering malaise for no reason...

- that's depression.
- Okay.

Sadness is temporary.
It has a direct cause.

A, uh, setback, or a disappointment.

Got it.

So which one are you
feeling about your parents?

That's sadness.

I'm sad about losing them.

And I'm sad about what they've done.

I'm sad about all of it.

I'm sorry. I really am.
I hate seeing you like this.

Am I allowed to say anything?

- Use your best judgment.
- It's about your parents.

Your best judgment, Evan.

If they won't have you,

just know you can crash with us
for as long as you want.

Thank you.

Without my family support,

I'm basically starting from scratch.

You're gonna start cashing
all your checks now, aren't you?

I'm afraid so.

And now I'm sad.

I don't think that's gonna work.

Can we talk about this later?

Ooh, regular coffee
never tasted this good.

'cause of the hazelnut and Divya...

- Okay, I gotta go.
- You're on the phone. I'm sorry.

Because I can't talk about it right now.

Okay, bye. Hi, Hank.

Sorry, I didn't... uh, you heading in?

Uh, yeah.

You want some company?

No.

Paige, I hope Evan explained that my feelings
about a publicist have nothing to do with you.

I just don't want one.

- One what?
- A publicist.

Oh, no, I don't care about that.
It's not a good time, Hank.

I'm sorry.

I just got some really bad news.
Maybe you could help me.

Yeah, I'm happy to try.

Would it be covered under the
doctor-patient confidentiality?

Is it medical in nature?

Yes.

Unfortunately.

Then, uh, yeah. Yeah, it would.

- Okay.
- But, Paige, first let me just say,

um, Evan loves you.

And I'm a little concerned about
my knowing something about you

that you don't want him to know.

It could put all of us in
a really tricky situation.

No, no, I didn't even
think of it that way.

I could find you an excellent doctor.

No, no, no. No, please.

Just don't say anything to Evan. Okay?

Hi.

I thought you said he never leaves.

He came to see how I was.

- That's nice of him.
- I told him to leave town.

- You fired him?
- I sent him on vacation.

I told him if he didn't
get some rest, I would fire him.

That's nice of you.

Well, I'm not such a bad guy.

About that.

I wanted to apologize.

For getting carried away.

For letting the spirit of competition
change who I am.

I'm not proud of
some of the things I said,

and I'm sorry.

Okay.

Oh, by the way, if you wanted to apologize
this would be a good time to do it.

- Yeah, not gonna happen.
- Right. Okay.

Look, Ken, I'm concerned
about the compartment syndrome

in connection
with your elevated hematocrit.

Is there any chance
you were blood doping?

- Transfusing yourself?
- Blood doping? No way.

Then I'm concerned you could be suffering
from a serious blood disorder,

one of several polycythemias
that could be chronic and debilitating.

English, Lawson.

You could be in need of
periodic bloodlettings.

Without a clear explanation
as to why your levels were high,

you need to undergo a series of tests.

I've recommended a specialist
stop by and start examining...

All right, what if
there is an explanation?

Then I would love to hear it.

- When I went to Colorado to go
visit Adrian... - Mm-hmm.

I really went to go spend
some time in a high altitude

to get some more oxygen
into my red blood cells.

Give myself a competitive edge.

Okay, then.

This event supports a great cause.

You putting it on is amazing.

And while I know you like to win,

you might wanna focus less
on getting a competitive advantage

and try having a little fun too.

Yeah, yeah, you're right. It's just...
it's not as easy as it used to be.

You know what I'm talking about,
you must be as sore as I am.

Not at all. I'm amazed at how good
it felt to be back on the field.

Just like old times.

- Yeah.
- You know?

- Okay.
- Okay.

Well, maybe you'll come
play with us again next year.

I would like that.

Take care of yourself, Ken, huh?

- You too, Lawson.
- All right, buddy.

Ow, ow, ow, ow.

Hot bath, Epsom salts, lots of Advil.

Yes, doctor. Easy on the bumps.

I would like to apologize

for allowing my personal life to
interfere with my Hankmed responsibilities.

And I would like to thank you both

for opening up your home to me.

Okay, Boris's home.
And for being my family.

I don't know what
I would do without you two.

- It's us I'd be worried about.
- Yeah.

And Evan, I am so sorry
about that father crack.

It was a cheap shot.

You were right, actually.

Well, at least
your father takes your calls.

He's in prison. His options are limited.

That's not why he takes your calls.

He loves you.

He wants to hear your voices.
It makes him happy.

You have no idea
what I would give for that.

Yeah, Evan. Still sad.

But working on it.

Well...

we, uh, happen to have
a little surprise for you.

It's designed to cheer you up.

I hate surprises.

What is it?

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, Greg.

- Hey, Mr. Jennings.
- My own live football star?

Greg's not the surprise.

Okay, so then tell me that that trophy
does not say "World's Greatest P.A."

Sorry, though I'm sure you are.
This is for Hank.

MVP of this year's kickoff classic.

- Really?
- Whoa, what?

- Yeah!
- All right!

- Thank you, thank you!
- Hoo-hoo-hoo!

And before I forget,

- here's the ticket to the pro bowl.
- Oh, baby.

There's only one. I thought the MVP was
supposed to get two tickets, though, right?

The score was so close
the judges couldn't decide,

so they named Ken and Hank co-MVPs.

What?

So you and Mr. Keller
can go to the game together.

- BFFs.
- Cute.

Uh, and Greg, thanks. Jill said you
wrote a very nice check to the clinic.

Yeah, well, I felt bad about
that Vikings game in '09, so...

- Right.
- Well, I gotta run.

Oh, just out of curiosity,

who owns the sweet ride out front?
I was just thinking about buying one.

What? Evan's minivan?

That is no minivan.
It's a Range Rover vintage.

- With a big red bow on top.
- Hey, Greg.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

You didn't. He didn't, he didn't.

- I'm afraid we did!
- Oh!

Before you get too excited, though,
just full disclosure... it's gently used.

Gently, okay?

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

You think she's sad it's not a Mercedes?

Yeah, she looks crushed.

Ev, it was a great idea.

Every once in a while I have one.

You had two this week.

I did. I did?

Help the girl out.

Gladly.

- Hey, Div!
- No running... scissors.

Excusez-moi, mademoiselle. Allow me.

Amazing.

Such a smooth cut. Hop in.

Watch your legs. Heh, heh.

Just as you know,
if our company were bigger,

we could afford to get her Mercedes back.

- Evan.
- Look,

I'm not giving up on growing our business.

You think I don't know that?

It's got a cassette player!