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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 Unknown comic.

-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 Man comics?

[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? ♪

[♪]