I'm Hank. I was your typical emergency room doctor.
Until I got fired.
ADMINISTRATOR: You let a billionaire hospital trustee die
to save some kid off the street.
I made a judgment call.
You made a mistake.
HANK: This is my brother.
I'm Evan R. Lawson, CPA.
HANK: He took me away from my troubles and to the Hamptons.
And suddenly, I had a chance to become a whole new kind of doctor.
It turns out the wealthy and not so wealthy out here
could use a guy who makes house calls.
So, I've got a second chance to do what I do best.
WOMAN ON TV: Obviously, there has to be something else.
It's just not name changed and arrested.
There has to be something else.
God, this is such good television.
Isn't it your job to sort through company email?
EVAN: There is no email on Sundays.
I think you're thinking of mail.
Uh, I think it's my job. I should know.
You look cozy over there. Can I get you anything else?
Cucumber eye pads? A Chinese foot rub?
I am finally starting to feel at home around here.
Oh, yeah? Oh, good,
'cause I was worried whether you'd survive the adjustment to all this.
I think I've earned a day off, Hank.
Cash flow's up 25%, fixed costs are down 10%, we have a healthy reserve,
and I've finally started to put our capital to work for us.
Is it working as hard as you?
It's working.
I'm investing our way towards a bigger business and a higher life, Hank.
Pretty soon, Boris is going to be living in our guest house.
Yeah. You might want to explain all that to our medical supplier.
Apparently, the check you wrote them
for our new portable EKG machine just bounced.
Yeah, well...
You see, this is why you never read company emails on Sundays. Okay?
I'm going to be reading up on Boris. Fix this, Evan.
All right. I'm all over it. Trust me.
First thing tomorrow morning.
HANK: And don't wait till tomorrow.
(DOOR CLOSING)
(READING WITH DIFFICULTY)
So, I know you're busy studying a hundred years of German medical data,
but, uh, there actually is one HankMed concern that's been on my mind today.
Spokesmodel, corporate jet or commercial during the Super Bowl?
None of the above. It's Divya.
What about her?
Should we discuss what our plan is?
Our plan is to talk to her. See what her plan is.
Okay. But what if she decides to do this?
And if she gets engaged and moves to London,
what are we going to do?
Well, we'll find another PA, I guess.
So, you're not worried at all?
I said we'd find another PA.
I didn't say we'd find another Divya.
Hill Manor. Sounds like a serious joint.
You fired up for the social event of the season, Henry?
AMY: Zoey?
Where are you going this time, huh?
(GASPS)
Zo?
Zoey, honey, let's get you back to bed.
Zoey? Honey?
No, Zoey, stop!
As we discussed, a full-service bar
will be set up there in the courtyard
and out there on the great lawn, next to the ceremony tent.
No one will be waiting for drinks.
Also, the dance floor will be up here in the courtyard.
Crazy wedding here last night?
Just a small maintenance operation.
What kind of operation?
We're cleaning the manor house.
We're cleansing the manor house.
I'm sorry?
Look. Ms. Katdare,
we promise everything will be back to normal in time for your party.
AMY: Zoey, why don't you show them the great lawn?
I was just about to.
Uh... Divya. A word, please.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
No matter how badly your parents want this,
they wouldn't let us throw a tailgate party here.
Let alone our Sakharpuda ceremony.
Right. So...
Maybe the Montauk Yacht Club has a last-minute cancellation.
I'll call the event manager there.
You resume the tour of Amityville.
This place seemed so normal when my sister got married here three years ago.
Hi. Um, I was wondering if you had space for a last-minute event that...
(WHISPERING) Let's just talk about this later.
Sorry about that.
No. Please. Look, Ms. Katdare.
We will have everything cleaned up in time for your very special occasion.
You and Mr. Bandyopadhyay seem like the perfect couple.
And you deserve a truly perfect affair.
Should we continue walking?
(COUGHING)
Are you okay down there?
Oh. Yeah, it's... It's no big deal.
May I?
It's no small deal.
(COUGHING)
Okay, neither is that.
Have you seen a doctor?
Oh, the cough... Yeah, it comes and goes.
And this just happened last night.
Well, let's pause the party planning for a moment, shall we?
(DIALING)
HANK: So. How did this happen, Zoey?
It's going to sound very strange.
The house is doing this to her.
One more time?
Every night, I see things.
Really indescribable things.
And last night, I followed one of them
right through that window.
And why would the house be making this happen?
Well, Amy thinks it's because I want to expand.
Turn this place into a full-service bed and breakfast.
And the house wants you to stay focused on events and catering.
This house has been in our family for five generations,
ever since our great-great-grandparents came here from Scotland
and built it with their bare hands.
Amy... Any radical change to that now
would be an insult to them
and what they left behind.
My sister's a little off-center sometimes.
Oh. I know how you feel. My brother couldn't find the center with a GPS device.
(LAUGHS)
(COUGHING)
How long has this been going on?
A couple weeks.
You've been hallucinating every night for two weeks and you haven't seen a doctor?
Mmm... Let me take the sharps.
Thank you.
There are two options here.
Either my sister's right or I'm losing my mind.
I don't think I could handle finding out either one is true.
Look. No one should have to feel like they're crazy, or, even worse,
like their sibling was right about something.
I personally don't have much experience with the latter,
but I imagine the pain is unbearable.
Excruciating.
Yeah.
So...
We better find you a third option.
HANK: No signs of papilledema, so probably no increased...
No abnormality of the soft palate muscles.
No masses in the neck or thyroid.
Deep breath in. Out.
HANK: Lungs, heart, abdomen are normal.
Count backwards from 100 by sevens.
93, 86, 79, 72...
Okay. No cognitive impairment.
And no explanation for the odd mixture of coughing and hallucinating.
Time to take it up a notch.
(SIGHS) I'll get a CT scanner over here.
(CLATTERING)
Charlie.
(LAUGHS)
You're on the, uh, cutting edge of home security, Jill.
Are you going to detain me in a bucket until the cops arrive?
What are you doing in my house?
Doro alicha. Ethiopian chicken soup.
It's traditional, but lively.
I'm not hungry.
Mmm. I am.
You know, ever since I, uh, spent my life savings
treating indigent peoples across the planet,
I came back and I had to crash at the hospital.
Uh, you've been sleeping there?
Oh, yeah. And as much as I love the amenities,
I found myself craving a home-cooked meal.
So, I couldn't help but wonder... Why not live at home?
Uh... Because this isn't your home anymore.
Check the mortgage agreement.
Check the mortgage payments.
Listen. I know I owe you some money.
But here I am, working it off.
Plus, wouldn't it be easier for us
to attend to all our social obligations if we were under one roof?
Oh, my motorcycle is acting up.
You're, um... You're going to have to drive us.
Yeah, I'll be attending this party solo.
I thought you said you were open to a resolution.
Yeah. Not when you force-feed me.
Look, Charlie. A lot happened after you left.
I moved on.
Jill, a man, uh,
travels the world in search of what he needs.
And then he returns home to find it.
So, you sort it out all you want,
'cause when you're done, I'm going to be right here,
showing you just how different things are gonna be this time around.
Her CT was clean.
No bleeds or lesions.
Electrolytes are normal and sugar is 102.
DIVYA: She's slightly anemic,
but that's nothing abnormal for a 29-year-old woman.
I think we need to look into environmental toxins or an infectious source.
Given her sister's beliefs, should we be looking at psychiatric disease?
It may be something genetic.
Look, I checked. No family history.
Let's rule out all organic causes first.
After all, except for the coughing, Zoey looks fine right now.
No hallucinations at all.
Okay. I'll get these to the lab.
Good.
Hallucinations?
That's the clinical term, yes.
That's the unenlightened term.
Well, enlighten me, please.
Twenty years ago, we lost our parents to an accident.
To a drunk driver out on Montauk Highway.
The very next day, I woke up and felt their presence.
This is going to sound strange to you,
but I could hear them speaking.
That's what got me through it. And...
I'm what got Zoey through it.
Okay. And what do you think is happening here?
She's being haunted by her own instincts.
This place is sacred, and she should know it.
I have a proposal, Amy. You stay open-minded to my theories,
and I'll stay open-minded to yours.
Okay. Here's my theory.
Zoey will be fine
as soon as she gives up her plan to turn our family's home
into a bunch of rooms for rent.
Okay. What's your theory?
I don't have one yet.
But Zoey asked me to find one, and I won't give up until I do.
Hmm.
Mmm-hmm?
Hmm. Mmm?
Someone close to you. Someone who looks like you.
Someone with the letter "R"?
My brother. Evan R. Lawson?
He's getting himself into trouble.
(LAUGHS)
Sorry, Amy. You don't need a gift to sense that one.
EVAN: Sir, I'm telling you it's a clerical error.
Okay? It's a big one. I'm the CFO of the company.
I didn't conduct or approve any of these withdrawals or transfers.
(SIGHS)
Well, of course you can do something.
You're the bank manager.
Yes, I'll hold again.
Awesome. Because when all my money's missing,
there's nothing I enjoy more than the musical stylings of Ms. Liza Minnelli.
Straight to voicemail. Okay.
So, I see you're ignoring my calls now. That's interesting.
Uh... We need to talk.
My account's been depleted
by someone who had access to all my personal information.
So, uh, any ideas who that could be?
Call me back right now.
Hey. Hey.
How's work going?
Work is good. Thanks. Did we get those supplies Divya ordered?
Yeah, they're right there.
Okay.
How much did they...
What are they for again?
I've got to go check for mold at the house of a hallucinating woman.
Oh, wow. That sounds dangerous.
Should we be charging her a premium for that, or...
What? No.
But I should start getting paid extra to deal with overbearing siblings.
Mine and hers. She's got this psychic sister.
Really? She's psychic?
I hope she didn't put a 1-900 number on the contact sheet.
Actually, all she said was that you're in some kind of trouble.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
That's so weird.
You know what? Actually, that mold thing sounds dangerous.
I'm going to come and help you out, Hank. Okay?
Okay. Here's the deal.
Two weeks, max. No matter what happens, as far as us...
Start looking for your own place today.
That's aggressive, but reasonable.
And you will stay in the guest room.
What if, um... At all times.
All right. And last but not least
of the ground rules, get your motorcycle fixed,
because this whole rideshare to the hospital is a one-time event.
I'm thinking about getting a car.
Sounds like progress.
I'm thinking about picking up one of these.
"Intelligent Parking Assist."
Yeah. It practically parks itself.
Well, that does sound like progress.
Because you parallel-parking that green Saab...
That was always a bit of an extreme sport for you.
Yeah, well, sadly for you, Charlie, I've moved on.
I think you have a habit of moving on to new things a bit too quickly, Jill.
Well, any... Any information you give me could be, you know,
extremely helpful.
(SIGHS) I'm not a Magic 8 Ball.
Well, when it told you that I was in trouble,
did it sound, like, deeply alarmed?
Or was it just, like, merely concerned?
I'm sorry. You know all I know.
But I would be careful going into the house.
I'm not sure how it will respond to your troubled aura right now.
Amy. Please. Stop saying that.
I mean, first of all, no one is going to believe that the house is haunted.
What? The house is haunted?
Can I talk to you about the tents over here?
This is outside our scope of practice, Hank.
We're not a concierge ghostbuster service, okay?
We're going in to look for mold.
I'll take the attic. You take the basement.
I'm not going to the basement.
Fine. You take the attic. Try not to get slimed?
(SIGHS)
Yep.
(EVAN COUGHS)
EVAN: Oh, yeah. I should have taken the basement.
(EXCLAIMS)
Moldy, moldy, moldy mold.
Where are you?
God. Why would I choose the attic? Hello?
Satan?
(CHUCKLES)
I bet the basement is finished,
with, like, a pool table.
He sent me up here to look for...
Yo. I think I found the mold. And there's a lot of it.
Um, Henry... Does the mold make you start hallucinating immediately?
(SQUEAKING)
Okay. Hank, get up here right now
because I don't think it's mold. I think it's ghosts.
And now the ghosts are morphing into bats!
Hank! Okay.
Hank! Oh, God.
Hank, get up here!
Here is your iced tea, Evan.
Thank you so much. I'm really thirsty.
(WHEEZES)
So, that's a Long Island iced tea.
House specialty. I make them every day for family cocktail hour.
(CLEARS THROAT) Really? Apparently, spirits calm the spirits.
That's an... That's an interesting saying.
Um... Amy...
Do you think that the bats were the dark aura around me?
Mmm-mmm.
No, I don't. Really?
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(EVAN SIGHS)
Tell me something, Amy. Uh...
Are you still seeing the dark aura around me?
Hey. Is that what I think it is?
Dead bat.
Oh, my God. You could have just said yes, dude.
Zoey, bats can carry rabies, which can cause hallucinations.
What?
Relax. Have you spent time in that attic?
I've been up there once or twice.
To take measurements for the B and B.
See, Zoey? The bats, the house.
Everyone thinks the B and B is a bad idea.
Sadly, the house and the bats don't get a vote.
Well, I'll go tell them that.
My only recent bites have been mosquito bites.
Especially since Amy started making us sleep outside.
(LAUGHS)
Well, believe it or not, bat bites and mosquito bites look a lot alike.
They're actually really tough to differentiate.
Oh, my God. I know I got bit. I got bit somewhere.
Any other theories?
A certain fungus can grow on bat guano
and cause a respiratory infection called histoplasmosis.
The symptoms don't typically include hallucinations,
but coughing is a hallmark sign,
along with chills, fever and headaches.
I've had this cough for a couple weeks now.
Yeah, you said it comes and goes.
Comes by day, goes by night.
Do you take anything for it?
No. I had a bad reaction to antibiotics when I was younger,
so medication kind of freaks me out.
Well, while the lab tests the bat,
I'd like to do a skin test to check for the histoplasmosis, allergies,
and anything else that might tell us what's going on here.
Okay.
Hank?
Yeah.
Remember when I said I was too afraid to go see a doctor?
Yeah.
If I had known there was a doctor out there like you,
I might have found the courage.
Dude, look at this. Whoa.
Is that a bat bite or a mosquito bite?
You know, I can't really say.
They're exactly the same?
Yeah.
If I got bit by a bat, what's going to happen to me?
All right. Worst case scenario, you die.
Best case scenario, you become immortal.
What?
Put your shirt on. Dude.
Hey. Tough to find an appropriate card for "strategic Indian engagement."
Yeah. You have no idea how long it took for me
to narrow it down to these two.
(LAUGHS)
There's more cards over there.
So, will I see you at Hill Manor?
I guess so. By the way, do you know the Hill sisters?
I grew up with them.
What were they like?
Well, uh, Zoey was sweet and pretty.
Outgoing. And she knew everyone and always got the guy.
Hmm. And Amy?
Mmm. Amy wore black and founded the high school's Wicca club.
Pretty quirky chick.
But, you know, in her own special way,
she always looked out for her sister. And I respected that.
Hmm. I imagine you would, too.
So, speaking of old acquaintances...
I guess I owe you an explanation.
Oh, look. To be honest, Jill, I really don't want to hear about it.
About him. I mean, if he's here to stay this time,
if it works for you and him,
I'm happy for you.
And if it doesn't, you know where to find me.
As long as you get that I can't put my life on hold in the meantime.
I wouldn't ask you to.
I just need to figure out what's right for me,
and I can't rush a decision like that.
No. I get it.
Let's see what you got.
Hmm.
Why this one?
It's just more you.
I agree.
RAJ: When we first thought Hill Manor might not work,
what was it that you were thinking?
Truthfully? I was thinking divine intervention.
Spiritual intervention. I mean, whatever.
I thought it was an out.
There are no more outs.
We tried to delay this again, and they moved it up.
We're almost there.
We may as well just get it over with.
Well. You sound so terribly excited about this marriage.
I know many couples who got married deeply in love.
Now they barely speak.
You have been my best friend for 20 years.
We trust and respect each other. We never fight.
Maybe we'll grow into love, instead of falling in and out of it.
But does it feel right to you?
Divya, we have to stop being emotional about logical decisions.
Is Zoey's lab report back yet?
No. But her scratch test was positive for histoplasmosis.
Which explains the coughing by day,
but not the hallucinating by night.
And I just don't think this is psychosis.
Which leads us to the possibility of encephalitis.
We've got to get this thing solved quickly, so you can get engaged.
Well, let's not be too hasty with patient care.
(CLEARS THROAT) So, we...
Divya, we know you and Raj are going to have some big decisions to make.
Just know that Evan and I are here to stay.
And there is always, always a place for you here with HankMed,
no matter what.
Well, I appreciate that.
And I'll let you know what my future holds,
as soon as my parents decide it for me.
Well, maybe negotiations will still fall apart last-minute.
Maybe your dad will raise the dowry to five goats and a donkey,
and Raj will call it a deal breaker.
Mmm. Maybe you're the donkey.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(SIGHS) HankMed. How can we...
Okay, slow down.
It's Amy Hill and she's freaking out.
Yep. We're on our way.
I tried... I tried to get up there, but the attic door locked behind her.
All right. I'm gonna find a way to get on that roof.
Evan, you try to find a ladder. Divya, keep Amy back.
Zoey, please just stay where you are.
Don't worry. Hank will take care of this.
Zoey? Zoey? Zoey, don't move.
Hi.
(LAUGHS)
Nothing you're seeing is real.
And you could hurt yourself really badly if you take another step.
Do you understand me?
(GASPS)
Zoey? Zoey.
Good. Good. Good. Good. Zoey!
AMY: Zoey. Are you okay?
(GROANING) I got you. Where's Hank?
There you are. Here. Divya, I got her.
Okay. Let's get her down over here.
Okay. Come here. Right here.
Here you go. You got her?
HANK: Easy. Yep. Gentle. Okay.
(MUMBLES)
Zoey, what were you doing?
Amy. Your ears are really big.
Whoa. Is she okay?
As far as the fall, yeah.
Yeah, she'll be fine.
You want to do the spinal tap tonight.
HANK: And that's not all I want to do.
There may be only one way to get to the bottom of this immediately.
MRI? Exorcism?
Her hallucinations only manifest at night,
so we're going to work a graveyard shift.
A sleepover?
I'm a huge fan of that procedure.
Okay. Lidocaine? DIVYA: Prepped.
EVAN: Wow, you're doing a spinal tap
in the very place you'll be getting engaged in the next couple days.
That's got to be nine different kinds of bad luck.
Shut up, Evan.
What is this for?
Spinal needle. It will help us either diagnose or rule out the encephalitis.
Elephantitis? No. I don't see any elephants.
All I see is that really big knife.
How is that even going to fit in me?
She just said...
Okay. Here we go.
You're doing great.
Mmm.
Well, this is a new one for HankMed.
Why don't you just summon the apparitions?
Okay. Why are you asking me?
Because you're Indian. Maybe some of the rituals translate. Right?
What? (LAUGHS) Wait a second.
You think that Hinduism and Wicca are overlapping ideologies?
I'm just thinking outside the box.
You're a bloody Neanderthal.
Honestly, you're a bloody Neanderthal.
(HANK SHUSHING) EVAN: Why? Every time I just...
(ZOEY COUGHING)
Amy? Everything okay?
No, it's not. I need to get her something to drink,
but we've run out of supplies out here.
I'd have to go inside.
If Evan needed me to go in that house,
I wouldn't care if it was infested with mountain lions,
I'd go in. But, you know, that's just me.
(ZOEY COUGHING)
No, it's not just you.
If Zoey asks for me,
tell her I'll be right out.
Okay.
Wait, wait, wait. You're going to go in the house?
What about the cleansing?
I guess I'll just have to start a new one,
after I fix us a round of iced teas.
(ZOEY COUGHING)
Zoey? When do you usually have your daily cocktail?
Every night before bed.
It's what helps stop the coughing, silly.
Okay. I'll be back in a minute.
Guys, keep an eye on her for me, please.
Yeah. Yeah.
Amy?
What the hell have you been giving your sister?
It's just cough syrup.
She's been up all night, so I'm giving her a second dose.
Does she know you've been putting that in her drink this whole time?
If she did, she wouldn't drink it
because she refuses to take medication.
I just couldn't stand listening to her suffer every night.
This brand of cough syrup
has an extremely high percentage of dextromethorphan.
Why does that matter?
High-volume, high-concentration doses of DXM
are a bad idea.
I... I don't... And for some people
with a genetic inability to metabolize it, it's a toxic idea.
You give her this, and within 15 minutes, she stops coughing.
But two hours later, when its action peaks,
she starts jumping through windows.
I had no clue.
(SIGHS)
I thought I was helping her.
Do you have any idea
what it's like to be given way more responsibility than you ever asked for?
Way more than you ever deserved?
When I was 12, my mom got sick.
My dad, who'd lost all our money in the stock market,
couldn't afford to take care of her.
So he gave up on her, on us, and he left.
And then our mom died.
I know exactly what it's like.
Being the older sibling one day and then feeling like a parent the next.
You do anything you can to protect the only thing you have left.
So, inanimate objects would grow, shrink and bend.
Distance and depth perception would be skewed, as well.
For instance, if you were standing on the roof looking down,
jumping into the moat might look like
nothing more than stepping into a puddle.
What's wrong with me, Hank?
It's a disorienting neurological condition
called Alice in Wonderland syndrome.
But once you stop taking the cough syrup and the DXM in it,
you will be back in the real world with the rest of us.
What about her cough?
We'll administer an antifungal called itraconazole.
It will treat the histoplasmosis and clear up the cough, as well.
Safely.
I am so sorry, Zo.
ZOEY: No, it's... It's okay.
At least we verified that medicine and I still don't get along.
Don't blame the medicine. Blame me.
I'm the one who made you spend two weeks in Wonderland.
You broke a cleanse for me.
I know how seriously you take those.
Some things I take more seriously.
Oh... Hank!
It's... It's happening!
So, do you think I'm going to turn into, like, a...
An old-school Bela Lugosi type?
Or maybe, like, a hip, sexy Twilight vampire with, like, the...
And, like, the cool hair, or what?
Dude, I... I can't see anything.
What do you call those, Enrique? Look at the red lines.
I can already feel my skin burning from the sunlight pouring in.
There's nothing on your arm.
Why do you keep saying that? Look...
Okay. What the hell is happening to me?
Your mind is playing tricks on you.
I'm hallucinating, like Zoey.
Well, with her, her body was affecting her mind. With you, it's the opposite.
And you have been acting even weirder than usual.
Why are you so worked up, Ev?
Come on. Whatever it is, you can tell me.
You know what? It's nothing you have to worry about. Okay?
But thank you for being there. You know.
You always are.
It's got to be exhausting, having to
bail me out of trouble over and over again.
Yeah, well, I didn't have much of a choice this time.
You ran into my room and jumped into my bed.
(INDIAN POP MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(WHISTLES) It's beautiful.
Congratulations. I'm very happy for you.
Thank you so much.
So, uh, congratulations?
Yeah. We're so ambivalent for you.
Yeah. If you think that this is uncomfortable,
wait till you see what happens in 15 minutes,
when I stand up and piss off a tent full of Bandyopadhyays and Katdares.
Oh, my God. Are you pregnant?
No, I'm not pregnant.
Are you gay? Evan, really?
Divya. What are you talking about?
I've thought about what you both said to me. And you're right.
I mean, I can't do this. I won't do this.
And I'm going to tell that to all of them.
Good. How did Raj take this?
He doesn't know yet. He would just try to talk me out of it.
And even if he didn't, I don't want him to appear complicit in this.
Mmm-hmm. I'm going to do this all on my own.
Divya.
Anyway, I'm so glad that you both came
because I may need you to stand by with a getaway vehicle.
(LAUGHS)
I'm way ahead of you. Really?
I record the whole thing on my phone camera
and we sell it to Bollywood as a reality show. Right?
You read my mind. Yeah.
Speaking of. Here comes Patricia Arquette and Alice, herself.
Hey, girls.
ZOEY: Hello. Hey. How you feeling, Zoey?
Cough gone. Hallucinations gone.
You know what's weird? I almost miss my little Wonderland.
It's like somebody ripped the 3-D glasses right off my face.
I'll take you to an IMAX movie sometime. Way safer.
EVAN: I've got to say. It's really nice to see you guys up and running again. Wow.
AMY: Actually, this is our last event for a while.
Really? Why?
To renovate for our expansion into a bed and breakfast.
Oh. Hmm.
EVAN: How did she change your mind?
Actually, you guys did it.
You staying here the other night made me realize
how rewarding it could be to have overnight guests.
Well, sleepovers and epiphanies,
just two more services we provide at HankMed.
Zip it. Okay.
But for the record, Doctor,
we'll never know if you cleaned house here the other night or I did.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
Well, science and spirituality can share the credit on this one.
Oh. Looks like we need more chairs. Excuse me?
Have you seen the lily pond up close?
You sure it's not just a lily puddle?
Oh, well, why don't we go find out?
All right.
What do you mean, it's done and done?
Well, no. This is what I'm saying.
There is no more time. We need that money back now.
(SIGHS) I can't believe you're doing this to me.
Again.
Hello?
Hey. Evan. Do you know where Hank is?
Yeah, he is right...
He was right there. This place is spooky.
Yeah. There's something important I need to tell him.
Yeah, you and me both. Um, I think he's at the bar.
Oh, no, wait. Psychic moment.
That's where I'm headed.
(SIGHS)
HANK: This is beautiful.
ZOEY: We used to throw parties right here,
but when a drunken groomsman went skinny-dipping in the lily pond,
Amy didn't take it very well.
She's really protective of this place, huh?
Oh, yeah.
And really protective of you.
Oh, really? I haven't noticed.
(LAUGHS)
You two definitely don't seem cut from the same cloth.
Oh. Well, the same thing could be said about you and Evan.
And it has been said.
Yeah. Life sent him one way, me another.
And then, it did a funny thing and brought us back together
to start this little business of ours.
And somehow, we have found common ground.
You know, um, I grew up hearing people call my sister crazy every single day.
You never assumed I was crazy.
You gave me the benefit of the doubt. Most people wouldn't have, Hank.
Yeah, well, more people should be like us.
And less people should be like most people.
(LAUGHS)
Um... So, about that movie you suggested...
Uh-uh. Not just a movie. An IMAX Experience.
But Zoey, um, you're a patient.
But I'm cured now.
Yeah. Yeah, it looks like you are.
So, I'm not a patient anymore.
That's true.
I just got out of a relationship.
Oh. You should have led with that reason.
I probably should have. Mmm-hmm.
I just need some time, you know, before jumping into something new,
and I have no idea how much time it will take.
Maybe I could tell you.
Really? And how would you do that?
Amy taught me how to read palms.
Oh.
Let's see here. Oh.
I see a blonde
in a lavender summer dress.
(TABLA PLAYING)
I am so sorry, Raj.
Thank you all for coming.
And I, uh... I apologize for wasting your time.
But there will be no engagement ceremony.
(ALL MURMURING)
There will be no wedding.
There will be no more of this farce whatsoever.
I could stand up here and tell you that I love Raj with all my heart.
But the truth is I don't.
Nor does he love me.
We are just two friends,
and never given a chance to love anybody but each other.
And we deserve that chance.
And now,
finally, we're going to have it.
(TABLA PLAYING)
WOMAN: Congratulations.
MAN: Congratulations.
What's up, bro?
Did Jill find you yet?
No. Why? What did she say?
She had something important to tell you.
Oh.
And so do I.
Well, what's up?
We're broke.
What do you mean, broke?
I mean, depleted, destitute, insolvent.
I was asking for an explanation, not a thesaurus.
What the hell are you talking about, Evan?
Well, I, uh... I invested our working capital in some
alternative high-yield instruments.
English, Evan.
(SIGHS)
We got scammed.
You got scammed.
By who?
And it's all gone, you know.
Almost every last penny of it, at least. It's... It's gone.
Why are you not furious?
Oh, I'm furious. I... I'm furious. I'm just not surprised.
In fact, the only shock here is that it took this long for you to let me down.
Look. I'm going to find a way to get that money.
Don't you get it? It's not about the money.
(SIGHS)
It's about the secrets, the lies, the greed.
We can rebuild. I know we can.
Yeah. HankMed, maybe.
My trust in you?
Doubtful.
Come on. That...
Hank.
(SIGHS)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Hank.
I'm guessing you're here for Jill.
Would you like me to let her know you dropped by next time I see her?
Uh, actually, I was told she had a message for me.
But I guess I got the message pretty clearly now.
Cool. Let me know if it needs any further clarification.
Maybe I can help you out with that.
Yeah. Yeah.
Who was at the door?
Oh, it was just some guy. He had the wrong house.
No, he didn't, Charlie. You did.
Get your stuff and get out.
Now.
And, Charlie?
Leave the wine.
Evan?
Hey. You've reached Evan R. Lawson, CFO of HankMed.
Please leave a message. Thanks a lot.
I can't believe you didn't tell me
that Dad took all our money.