Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I still can't... you took my son.

You got company, Mr. Lawson.

- Well... - Yeah, so, tonight,

- Cup of tea? - Sure.

Hey, I thought you didn't speak the language.

I believe I owe the success of this venture to you, Hank.

So, where is Carlos?

for Carlos's treatment is here?

if not handled with intelligence and nuance.

Please, God, let it be a boy.

So, it's actually something I didn't do.

The sticky old-school magazines in the deposit room?

So I can't call on your medical skills

but I'm worried about how to bring it up with Evan.

Yeah, I believe I know how to force his hand.

- Totally. - What about the twins?

Cal rolls a mean curve ball.

Vamanos, mi amor.

REST ASSURED: Jeremiah has the bulk of the patients today.

I just want a change, you know?

You're kidding.

I have an appreciation for how precarious pregnancy can be.

What are we waiting for?

Because you think I can't be trusted

- Look at that. - He's fierce.

I was kind of surprised by his IVF rant, though.

Boris, you know I would never harm Carlos.

As much as I like flying off into the sunset,

My neck is stiff and killing me.

may never develop symptoms of his disease.

Are you still a pole man?

I may be able to help with that.

It would mean that I have to slow down at HankMed.

No maps needed.

The drug will help many who suffer, Guy.

And are Marisa and Carlos with you?

Huh. No idea what you just said.

Oh, my God, I'm having PTSD from the time I donated sperm.

Sashi's getting a baby brother?

But Divya and I have a pact

but if you use a respirator, this won't happen again.

Me too. I hope.

I'm sure that must be frustrating,

(PHONE KEYS CLACKING)

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

(PLAYFUL MUSIC)

But you don't have to stress about HankMed.

That's all I'm saying.

to indulge my fetish for clotted cream.

Tell me about it.

Got to relieve the pressure around your heart.

not to talk endlessly about our kids.

- Oh, you had that? - Yeah.

Is it the administrator's job to personally rewire

I've chased that beauty from St. Tropez to St. Bart's,

discovering who they are and what they want.

Don't look now, but I think you're flirting with the enemy.