You probably think you've heard it all. But this story's different.
It begins pretty much the typical way. Boy meets girl, boy proposes to girl,
boy sees George Michael in his apartment.
Boy gets diagnosed with an inoperable brain aneurysm.
You didn't see that coming.
Wait. Gets better.
Boy meets acupuncturist who's convinced the boy
is the 21st-century equivalent of Moses.
But instead of parting seas and smashing tablets,
Boy must somehow interpret and follow the visions he's having
and fix the world one lawsuit at a time.
Needless to say, it's put a bit of a stress on, well, everything.
But mostly, boy's relationship.
Which is why I'm returning this. It's a sad story, right?
- Do you have a receipt, sir? - I told you I can't find it.
I didn't think I'd be returning my fiancée's engagement ring.
- Can't you check your records? - You still need proof of purchase.
That'll teach you not to pay retail.
Sure you don't need a ring?
Not presently, but when I do, I'll be sure to keep my receipt.
I miss Taylor, Nate.
Good to know nothing's changed since you said that five minutes ago.
Maybe I did the wrong thing breaking up with her.
Let me provide clarity here. You did do the wrong thing, buttwipe.
If I didn't end it, she'd end up shackled to a crazy person.
And a dweeb, but that is her decision.
Get her back before you become even more pathetic than you actually are.
- What is that supposed to mean? - Eli, you are the worst bachelor ever.
Instead of hooking up with old girlfriends, of which there's not many,
you break out the microwave popcorn
and spend your nights in bed watching reruns of TV movies on WE Network.
I'm not in bed. Shows how much you know.
Look, I gotta get some sleep. I got rounds in less than six hours.
- Help me, Stone. - What'd you say?
Nothing. Good night, little brother.
Help me, Stone.
- Oh, no. - Help me, Stone.
- Oh, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no!
Help me...
- Help me, Stone. - No!
Get back in the TV.
Help me.
Help me. Please, Stone. Help me.
He came out of the television.
- Like that creepy chick in The Ring? - He didn't climb out exactly.
First he was on TV, then he appeared in my apartment.
Everybody comes to your apartment. George Michael, boys' choir.
- I'm insulted I haven't been invited. - I'm not inviting.
I don't even know who this guy is.
- Does he look familiar? - No!
How am I supposed to help a guy I've never even met?
Like, taking an ad out in the paper? Police sketch?
This is clearly a W-and-S kind of vision.
- Wait and see. - You've categorized my visions?
Look at my herb shelf. I'm a little OCD with the labeling.
Now beat it. I have to get into character for my 9:00.
- But... - Wait and see.
OK.
Eli is a remarkable young man.
I thought we dropped the formality of being diplomatic decades ago, Mason.
He certainly made for an eventful engagement party.
Taylor's taste in men has always been a few steps beyond my comprehension.
Allow me to enlighten.
She loves Eli because she sees you in him.
Your spirit, your intellect.
- Your Ginsu-sharp legal mind. - Hmm.
If I didn't know you any better, I'd say you were buttering me up for something.
As it turns out, there is a legal matter we'd been handling in-house.
But since the EEOC has allowed the claim to go forward,
it's time for me to retain outside counsel.
- The EEOC? What's the claim? - Discriminatory hiring practices.
The plaintiff is a young lawyer we interviewed but didn't hire.
I ultimately didn't hire.
So she goes and files a discrimination claim?
- He did, actually. - Is he gay?
Not as far as I know.
Sorry, I don't understand. What's he alleging?
Racism.
He claims I didn't hire him because he's black.
Get away. I'm having a really lousy week.
- Maybe I can help. My plate's clean. - No one else will work with you.
What are you working on?
I need a restraining order petitioned. You know how to draft one?
- Who are the parties? - I'm seeking the TRO personally.
- Really? Against who? - Maggie Dekker. That's two K's.
Good morning!
Beautiful day, isn't it?
Oh, my God, someone told you.
I heard from Denise in HR, but I confirmed with Larry in Tech.
I was afraid it was too good to be true.
Larry in Tech knows I broke up with Taylor? Does Jordan know?
I'm not sure, but I'd be happy to tell him myself.
- Let me try his extension. - Patti!
I broke up with Taylor because of my aneurysm. If she told Jordan that,
that would be antithetical to continued employment here.
Only you could dump the boss' daughter
and worry about getting fired for something else.
You gotta suss out what Taylor told Jordan.
Call her assistant.
Or you're seeing Jordan at the staff meeting.
Why don't you suss it out for yourself?
Mr. Stone.
Good morning, sir. Fine.
- I mean, I'm fine, sir. How are you? - Things could be better.
New matter. We're being retained by Mason Andrews.
- The Mason Andrews? - There's only one I'm aware of.
I need a second chair.
Mr. Stone, you're not volunteering.
I wasn't sure if...
I thought under the circumstances...
I'm sure Mr. Andrews would be well-served by such eloquence.
Mr. Stone?
What is it now?
Man, I gotta start bringing my camcorder to these meetings.
I think I ate some bad sushi.
It's 10:00 in the morning.
Would you excuse me for a minute?
- I have to do something! - I'm with a patient, Eli.
- I'm a patient too. - Not right now.
Write me a prescription for sleeping pills...
Beg for Taylor's forgiveness and call me in the morning.
Jake, I'm so sorry about that.
Please ignore him. My little brother, attached to my hip since I was three.
Every time I have him removed, he grows back.
It's OK. Nice to meet you.
I'm Jake McCann.
Eli.
Eli Stone.
What's going on? Why do you care so much?
The guy just woke up from a coma.
Wait, he woke up from a? Jake McCann is Coma Guy.
You're treating Coma Guy! Chen was right. I saw him on Kimmel...
- Good Morning America. Who is Chen? - Doesn't matter. Ask him...
No, he does not need a lawyer, Eli.
He was in a coma. Comas don't happen by accident.
In this case, they do. He fell off his roof cleaning his gutter.
Ask if he has any legal problems. He doesn't, I'll leave you two alone.
If this ends up in a malpractice suit I'm gonna kill you.
Where's your representation, Mr. Bennett?
I'm pro se.
Didn't spend three years in law school to pay some guy what I can do for free.
What's that? Lose spectacularly?
Matt Dowd, right?
Didn't you get spanked for five mil by a lawyer in your own firm?
Let's talk about a trial date.
We don't think you want to take this matter to trial.
It's not in your best interest.
Never met an opposing counsel concerned with my interests.
I'm just trying to save you time and Rule 11 sanctions
for filing a frivolous claim.
The EEOC gave me go-ahead for this trial,
so it might be a little less than frivolous.
Be that as it may, a suit like this would make you
virtually unemployable in this town.
- Not if I win it. - You won't. What are you gonna do?
Argue Mason Andrews is prejudiced against African-Americans,
- he's prejudiced against himself? - Not himself.
Or anyone in his current ZIP Code. It's black folks like me he can't stand.
Get back to me about a trial date.
Seems pleasant enough.
I can't imagine why he'd have a hard time finding a job.
What do you mean you don't understand?
Well, if you hadn't figured it out yet, honey,
you haven't been listening hard enough.
Is that Taylor's assistant?
Are you gonna do that every time I finish a call?
- Is it annoying? - You have no idea.
Find out exactly what Taylor told Jordan and I'll stop.
Ask her yourself. She's standing right behind you.
Taylor. What are you doing here?
Lunch with Dad, actually.
How are you, Patti?
Better than I've been in quite some time.
I can explain.
Nervous about what I'll tell my dad, dispatched your assistant
- to pump mine for information. - I guess I don't need to.
I just stopped by to tell you I'm going to the apartment to pick up my stuff.
I still have my key, so you don't have to be there to let me in.
Taylor.
For what it's worth, I feel awful.
Unbelievably awful.
And you broke up with me.
So you can imagine how I feel.
- You call at the worst times, Nate. - It's Coma Guy.
Turns out, and I can't believe I'm saying this, he does need a lawyer.
Mr. McCann, my associate, Maggie Dekker.
Pleased to meet you, Coma Guy. Mr. Coma Guy.
McCann! Mr. McCann.
- Don't mind her. She has Tourette's. - No, no, it's OK.
Ever since Kimmel, I get it everywhere I go,
which is ironic since when I went to sleep I had no idea who Kimmel was.
Must have been hard on your wife.
Yeah, but she coped by leaving me for my best friend and business partner.
Starting to figure out why you want to hire a lawyer.
I already have, actually.
He said I should take the ten million Brooke and Adam are offering and walk.
Wait. Ten million dollars?
After I slipped off the roof, Adam took our startup public
- and it tripled in value. - Ten million's a lot of money.
I don't care about money. I care about my company, what I built,
and I want to get it back.
She got it in the divorce, I'm guessing.
Yeah, it was a pretty sweet deal.
Brooke got my company, and Adam got my wife.
How are you not the most bitter man on Earth?
Who says I'm not? Here I am sitting down with two more lawyers.
One and a half, actually.
Problem is, if the divorce gave Brooke the company,
then it's gonna be pretty hard to undo.
- But I was in a coma. - Doesn't matter.
California's a no-fault state. Brooke wants a divorce, she gets one.
Even if we could contest it, it'd be hard to do
since the marriage was annulled, so...
Oh, God.
It's a good sign when he does that.
Want to undo the divorce? Your best shot is to contest the annulment.
- But that means we'd have to... - Yeah, yeah.
I mean, we'd have to sue the church.
Let me see if I have this right, Mr. Stone.
Your client wants to regain control of his company,
so you're contesting the annulment of his marriage?
It doesn't sound quite as ridiculous when I explain it.
I wouldn't be so sure. Mr. McCann and Mr. Stone are asking the court
- to insert itself into a church matter. - Overturn one. Glad you paid attention.
I'm waiting for a mention of separation between church and state.
Still around? Hard to tell with the current administration.
You'll have to do better than comedy to convince me not to kick this, Mr. Stone.
First Amendment doesn't insulate the church from a civil suit,
as the recent spate of priestly misconduct cases demonstrates.
Jake McCann has every right to contest the annulment.
On what grounds? There have been no allegations of fraud,
impropriety or any other form of misconduct.
Depends on how you define misconduct, Ms. Halston.
Ecclesiastical and California state law require both parties
be notified of annulment proceedings. My client wasn't.
- He was in a coma. - Thank you for reminding me.
Not only was my client not notified, he was unable to contest it.
Something he had a right to do under church law.
Even if Mr. McCann was fully conscious,
there's no reason to believe the church wouldn't have granted it.
Trials are to find out what did or would've happened.
I'm not gonna let this go to a full-blown trial on just your say-so.
But I'm not inclined to grant the defendant's motion to dismiss either.
I want to hear from the priest who vitiated the marriage.
Evidentiary hearing, 2:00 tomorrow.
Adjourned.
Everything was going great. In two weeks I blazed through the screening process.
They sat me down with partners and senior associates.
The only people I didn't meet were the guys in the mailroom.
But then I had lunch with Mason Andrews.
Now, I was terrified.
This man was my hero, all right?
But the minute I shook his hand, I knew the feeling wasn't mutual.
And so begins the speculation.
It's not speculation, it's experience.
That look Mason Andrews gave me when we sat down,
I've seen that look a million times.
That look that says I'm "less than. "
Your Honor, we didn't realize Mr. Andrews gave him
the "less than" look. Move to skip trial and enter judgment for the plaintiff.
Mr. Dowd, I know you're eager to impress your own boss,
but please let Mr. Bennett finish his account.
He cracked a joke about defending people from my old neighborhood,
asked me if I wore my hair this way
so my criminal clients would identify with me more.
Then he excused himself, citing a court appearance. He didn't have one.
I checked the dockets.
The only reason I didn't get hired was the same reason he left lunch early.
Black people like me make black people like Mason Andrews uncomfortable.
What did Mr. Andrews say his problem was with black attorneys?
He'd never state his prejudice outright.
Did he ever tell you why you didn't get the job?
- No. - So you have no evidence
from Mason Andrews' mouth or any of his friends or colleagues
that he didn't hire you because of your race?
Asked and answered, counsel.
Why didn't you apply for a job with my firm, Mr. Bennett?
We recruit from the same applicant pool as Andrews Worth.
I just didn't think I'd be a good fit.
So you made a choice about what firm fit you best,
and yet you're suing Mason Andrews' firm for making the same kind of decision?
- It's not the same kind of decision. - I beg to differ.
Perhaps I should sue you for discrimination.
I did not go through 12 years of Catholic school
and three years of law school to sue God.
We're not suing God, we're suing the Catholic Church.
Like that distinction's gonna matter
when my skin is roasting in the non-consuming fire of all eternity.
As long as we're not dramatic about it.
I'm serious, Eli.
Don't let this rough-edged demeanor fool you.
Beneath this tough exterior beats the heart of a girl
who still believes in God, prayer, and marrying for life.
Eli, Mr. And Mrs. Rivera are here without an appointment.
Or an attorney, apparently. Where's your attorney?
Patti, is it too much to ask to insulate me from illegal ex parte conversations?
This isn't some legal technicality to us, Mr. Stone.
This lawsuit is playing havoc with our lives.
Also seems inconvenient for Jake.
- Jake is my best friend. - Was.
You won't find two people on Earth who care about him more than we do.
That kind of sucks for Jake.
What were we supposed to do? It had been three years.
Every doctor, all of them, said he was never gonna wake up.
You can't blame us for not seeing the future.
You can't blame Jake for wanting his life back.
His life? He doesn't want his life back, Mr. Stone. He wants ours.
Jake disagrees, which is why we're in litigation.
Litigation is why we can't continue this conversation. Please go.
Patti, you're supposed to be my gatekeeper.
You're suing God and you're telling me what I'm not supposed to do?
- I'm not suing God! - Speaking of the man upstairs,
Jordan would like you in his office. Pronto.
Suing God now, are we, Eli?
Not the Almighty, sir. Just his church.
Actually, not an entire church, just a priest.
People do that all the time these days.
Just like buying a hybrid.
That's not why I summoned you. Please sit down.
Taylor told me about you breaking off the engagement.
I'm not angry with you, if you're concerned.
I'm not concerned. Panicked would be more accurate.
I hope I didn't influence your decision in any way.
- Is that what she? - She wasn't forthcoming with specifics.
She's amazing, sir.
And I'm sorry it didn't work out. But...
...the reason is... personal.
- If there's nothing else? - No. You can go.
Jake?
Oh, not again.
I graduated number one in my Harvard Law School class.
After my first interview,
I overheard the two men I'd just been talking with
joking that "letting a Negro into Harvard
was like teaching a donkey to ice skate. "
That's not being hired because of your race.
- Is that why you started your own firm? - Yes.
And I'm proud to say my hiring practices are the most diverse in the country.
And these would be the associates you've hired?
Well, some of them. The others had better things to do
than to help defend me this afternoon.
Nothing further.
How well do you recall our lunch that day, Mr. Andrews?
- Well enough. - You recall asking about my hair?
Yes, because it seemed unkempt.
You ever wear a 'fro? Dreads? How about some cornrows?
Objection. I doubt Mr. Andrews' hair choice has relevance...
It has as much relevance as my hair had to do with me not getting the job.
- Overruled. - Do you believe you had to change
your appearance to fit into the corporate world you now dominate?
Of course, but that's not racism. That's common sense.
But you don't believe I made those changes?
As a business owner, I have a right to make decisions about who I hire.
- That right is protected by law. - Provided you don't discriminate.
Could the brother in the back stand up again, please?
What's the difference between this gentleman...
...and me? - He's not suing me, for one thing.
That's funny. Any other differences?
Well, his experience and his résumé were a better fit for my firm,
if that's what you mean.
If I subpoena his transcripts, am I likely to find he was also salutatorian
at one of the leading law schools, your alma mater?
There's no doubt you're an intelligent man
or you wouldn't have made the lunch in the first place.
So there's no other differences between this black man... and me?
Are you blind? Which one of us is darker?
- Objection! Badgering the witness. - The way we dress?
Mr. Bennett, settle down or I will...
The difference is that he doesn't use his race
as an excuse for shiftless behavior.
- Would you care to elaborate on that? - Happily.
You showed up at that lunch with an attitude I've seen in other black men.
Black men who use their race as an excuse for a certain kind of arrogance,
as if the rules that apply to the rest of us don't apply to them.
If I am prejudiced against anything, it's that kind of arrogance!
So the day we had lunch, you weren't eating with a Harvard grad
with sterling recommendations
and a three-for-five record in the public defender's office.
You were eating with a young, arrogant black punk
with an unkempt 'fro.
No wonder you left early.
Father Hewson, could you tell the court,
what is a marriage in the eyes of the Catholic Church?
It's a holy sacrament, a lifetime bond between two people before God.
Yet here we are in the presence of two people still living
yet no longer bound in the eyes of the church?
That's what an annulment does.
So this lifetime bond, you can just, in a split second, erase it?
- The process is not that simple. - I'm sure it's not.
For example, I'm sure that some spouses
oppose the annulment requested by the other spouse.
Yes, some do.
But Jake McCann didn't deserve that opportunity?
I consulted with Mr. McCann's doctors.
Every one of them told me he wouldn't wake up.
So I guess what you're saying is Jake's recovery was a miracle?
Yes, it was.
I guess it's a shame that a priest of all people
wasn't holding out for such a miracle.
Do you think God's decision to spare Mr. McCann's life was a sign
that He wanted him to fulfill his eternal marital obligations to his wife?
I don't presume to question God's plan for any of His faithful.
No. I guess you just erase the vows they make.
Why are you doing this?
I waited for you to wake up, Jake.
Three years I waited. Two of them I barely left the hospital.
In sickness and in health. Those were the vows.
That's easy for you to say. You were asleep.
I was alone. I needed someone.
Now? Do you still need him now?
- Jake, I... - I don't believe you love him
the way that you loved me.
I'm so sorry.
What were you thinking at that lunch, Mason?
What was I thinking? He rolls in,
in a cheap five-button zoot suit with bad shoes.
We're sitting at the best table in the Derby Room,
he greets the waiter like they're homeys on the street.
Can you see putting him in a room with a corporate client?
Only if they wanted to win their case.
I made sacrifices so he could go to Harvard,
so he'd be considered for a corner office instead of a janitorial job.
But the price is you've got to act, look and dress a certain way.
I'm sorry if that interferes with his keeping it real,
but it's not the way we run things at Andrews Worth.
It's not the way you run things, unless you changed your hiring practices.
I'll win this case, Mason, because that's what I do for my clients.
But if you want to settle, I'll help you work out a number.
Just make sure it's not a guilty conscience telling you to make a deal.
My conscience is clear.
- We'll go to verdict. - I'll see you in the morning.
We're winning?
Yes. The judge will probably vacate the annulment,
but... but I don't think we're winning.
What you're trying to win you can't get from a lawsuit.
I thought you said I could get my company back this way.
Your company, yes, but not Brooke.
Well, I don't care about Brooke anymore.
I don't think that's true.
She loves him, Jake.
And she's happy with him.
You want her to be happy, right?
Look, I know a little something about living on borrowed time.
You've already lost five years of your life.
Don't spend the rest of it in the courtroom.
It's like I lost her twice, you know?
Once when I went into the coma and again when I woke up.
I understand why you're angry.
I just don't think Brooke's the one to be angry at.
OK.
Settle it.
So, what was that about? The "borrowed time" thing.
Nothing.
Nothing?
Maggie, everything's fine.
Thought you weren't coming.
Thought you decided it'd be better if I did this alone.
I know you didn't tell your dad about the aneurysm.
Thank you.
I love you, Eli.
You haven't figured that out?
I meant it when I said yes.
And I meant it when I asked.
It seems like a long time ago.
Three months.
I... tried to return this.
They wouldn't take it back.
No receipt.
Seems like diamonds really are forever.
Just like you to make a major purchase without getting a receipt.
I didn't think I'd be taking it back.
It's funny.
I thought it might be a sign.
What does that mean?
You were so sure breaking things off was the right thing to do.
The guy I'm representing was in a coma for five years.
We're talking about work now?
They told his wife he would never wake up,
so she left him.
It's hard to blame her.
It was a freak accident.
When they got married she didn't know he would go into a coma
and their lives would be ripped apart.
You know what could happen to me...
...and you still want to stay.
That's what I've been telling you all along.
I ruined our engagement party.
Your father hates me.
Why would you think either of those two things would matter to me more than you?
What does this mean?
I don't know.
Taylor?
Guess we should probably talk about last night.
Taylor?
Help me. Help me.
I am. I'm gonna settle the case first thing this morning, I promise.
This... There's no need to be on my floor.
Help me, Stone.
- There's something wrong with him. - He just woke up from a five-year coma.
- He's a freak of nature. - No, medically wrong.
- Check him out again. - And what test would you recommend?
- I was thinking an MRI. - I was kidding.
He's had like 50 MRI's in as many days,
not to mention constant monitoring and more meds than I care to count.
If there was something to catch we'd have caught it.
The past few days I've been very close to him.
- He's practically followed me home. - Yeah, of course.
Sympathetic transference.
You have a neurological condition, he suffered a neurological trauma.
That's not it. I'm telling you, I know there's something wrong, Nate.
How, Eli?
How do you know that?
I just do.
It's bad enough you convinced him to go to court.
Now you want to subject him to more tests,
which will cost him time and thousands of dollars on a hunch?
I won't do it, Eli.
I'll talk to you later. I've got patients.
My first week as a public defender
I went in for an arraignment, and while I was waiting
an ADA approached me
and told me the gallery I was sitting in was reserved for attorneys,
not defendants.
Yeah. When I told him I was a lawyer he got this...
This look on his face.
It was the same look Mason Andrews gave me when I first met him.
And the ADA was white, Mason Andrews is black,
but the attitudes and assumptions... exactly the same.
I'm sure many of you are thinking black-on-black prejudice is ridiculous.
It's impossible.
Wasn't that long ago they'd have said the same thing
about interracial marriage or desegregation.
Maybe the most telling measure of the strides we've made
is today a black man can rise to a level
where he can actually practice discrimination.
Even if it is against another black man.
Mason Andrews lived through the challenges of segregation
on his way to Harvard Law School.
He became a pillar in the local African-American community
and a famed advocate for civil rights.
Does that sound like a racist of any stripe?
There's a difference, ladies and gentlemen,
between discrimination and discretion.
All Mason Andrews did was exercise his legal right
not to hire someone he didn't care for.
Now, as we all witnessed,
Mason Andrews' dislike of Mr. Bennett
is steeped in their shared racial heritage.
I would even go so far as to admit
Mr. Andrews harbors some resentment of young black men like Keith Bennett,
but resentment isn't racism.
And if you have any doubt of that,
ask yourselves if these two men were white...
...would we even be here today?
Hey. Where's Adam?
He didn't want to be here.
Jake's agreed to the settlement terms.
You and Adam will retain control of the company.
I got the execution drafts right here.
All signed.
I guess...
I guess we're done. Thanks.
- You're welcome. - Thank you.
For what it's worth...
...I'm glad you and Adam found each other.
I hope you have a good life.
I want you to.
Jake.
That's the man I fell in love with.
- Oh, my God! - What happened?
Call 911!
Hurry!
Help me, Stone.
Are you all right?
What was it? I thought he was OK.
He was. He...
He had an acute MI. Heart attack.
His heart could have been compromised by the coma.
But there weren't any signs.
This...
It's like it just... stopped.
Are you OK?
And like you said, there weren't any signs.
- There's nothing you... - Just...
...go.
All right?
Has the jury reached a verdict?
We have, Your Honor.
In the matter of Bennett v. Andrews, we the jury find no basis
for the charge of racial discrimination under the guidelines
of the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission.
We find for the defendant, Mason Andrews.
As no counter-claim was brought by the defendant,
there will be no damages assessed in this case.
Court is now adjourned.
- Thank you. - Congratulations.
Mason, congratulations.
Thank you. I guess you were right, not allowing me to settle.
Lunch at the club next week?
I'll call you.
Mr. Bennett.
Congratulations on the win.
- You didn't have the law. - No, but I had the facts.
Some facts, but not proof.
I was wrong before when I said no firm would hire you.
What, you looking for more black lawyers over there?
No. I need more great lawyers.
I can't believe you talked to Eli.
You promised you wouldn't intervene in my relationship.
He works for me. I promised not to intervene.
I didn't promise not to speak to him.
- I'm a lawyer. I look for loopholes. - But you can't...
Our relationship is still...
It's still complicated, OK? You can't go around bullying him to stay with me.
I have not done and have no plans to do any such thing,
- nor do I feel the need to. - What does that mean?
I think Eli is more than a little conflicted about his decision,
- as any sane man would be. - I think so too.
But, Taylor, it's equally obvious that he's in a state of confusion.
I don't want to see you get hurt.
You taught me to fight for the things I care about.
I care about Eli.
And I know what I want to do.
Are you Eli Stone, asshat at law?
How much did you drink?
I'm... I'm not sure,
but when the bartender asks you for your keys back
you gotta figure that's not a good sign.
Or a good sign, depending...
I cabbed it over.
You're gonna be OK?
It's not like Jake was the first patient I ever lost,
although that doesn't make it suck any less.
There's nothing you could've done, Nate.
- You couldn't have seen it coming. - I know I couldn't.
So how did you?
The reason I came to you and I asked you to do something about Jake
was... I knew he was gonna die.
You mean you saw the future?
You sure you're not the one who's been drinking?
You know I've been seeing things lately.
Well, I'm starting to think they're not just 'cause of my aneurysm.
I think they may have some greater significance.
Eli, look, it is only natural that you would want to place your...
No, Nathan.
Something's happening to me.
And it's how I knew Jake needed medical help.
He started singing Good Lovin'.
You know those lyrics? I was feelin' so bad
I asked my family doctor just what I had
That's you, why every time I saw him he was dressed as a patient.
I was supposed to get you to help him.
- Oh, my God. - I know you don't believe me.
I sure wouldn't, but...
I had to tell someone else.
Someone close to me.
Eli...
...when Dad died, I put a cassette in his coffin.
It was of a song that he kept singing...
...when he took me upstate for the fishing trip.
He just kept singing it over and over.
I hate fishing and he was the worst singer in the world.
But...
That trip was...
It was really special to me.
The song on the cassette was Good Lovin' by The Rascals.
Nobody else knew about that.
It's crazy, huh?
Yes. Just a little bit. I need a drink.
More to drink.
Well, I'm out of bourbon. You had enough, dude.
But, uh, I do have some microwave popcorn.
Ah, OK.
You know what?
There's a rerun of Working Girl on the WE Channel.
Dude, you have got to get back together with Taylor.