Royal Pains

Previously on Royal Pains...

She wants to try couples therapy.

So what did you say?

I have to at least give it a try for the kids' sake.

There's this young girl who's seven months pregnant.

So...

And your parents, are they still...

It's just my mom, and she's leaving it to me.

She wants us.

We're gonna have a baby.

Oh, my God, look. There she is.

There she is.

She's so beautiful.

She really is.

The baby is breeching high,

but that's not unusual at 35 weeks.

She may turn on her own.

I understand you'll be moving here soon.

Mm-hmm, next week after finals.

Yeah, we booked her a room at the Blackstone.

Elan, I didn't know you were in summer school.

- Mm-hmm. - Wow, that's great.

Must be fun.

And when it's over, we look forward to getting to know you.

I will see you again on Monday

and then again every week after that.

Hey, can I take you to lunch today?

I guess, sure,

as long as I don't miss the train home.

Great, and thanks again for letting us be here.

Well, you'll be her parents.

Right.

- All right. - Okay.

Bye.

Her name is Greta.

She's a marine biologist, mostly studies migration patterns.

Migration.

- Sounds like she travels a lot. - Yeah, why?

- You think that's a problem? - Oh, I don't know.

You're clearly both capable smart people,

and you'll figure it out,

and, you know, she sounds very interesting.

Yeah, she is; we're having dinner again tonight.

Fantastic.

Is everything okay?

It's my aji. That's Marathi for...

"Grandmother." Yeah, I remember.

She's been a bit ill lately, constant cough and cold,

and she refuses to see a doctor.

You're worried about pneumonia.

Yeah, very worried.

You know, I'm going over there today,

and she loves you.

Well, all grandmas love me.

Ah, not more than mine.

She'd listen to you

- Yeah, I'd be happy to go. - Thank you, and don't worry.

I'll have you back in time for dinner.

I would hate for Greta to think that you had...

- Migrated? - Yeah.

Why did you ask Elan to go to lunch?

Because I got hungry.

And I want to get to know her.

I completely understand why you'd want to do that.

I'm just...

I'm not sure it's the best idea.

Why?

I feel like she wants to get this over with as fast

as she can and not leave any emotional entanglements.

Are you talking about Elan or yourself?

Both.

I mean, there's nothing wrong with avoiding awkwardness,

of which there is a lot,

and if I'm being honest with myself, yeah, of course,

I can't wait till it's just you, me, and our daughter.

And I'm looking forward to that too.

and I will respect Elan's decision

if she decides to never see us again,

but I also know what it's like to be adopted

and to have questions,

and so when our little girl asks about her birth mother,

I would like to be able to have answers,

and she should at least know that I tried

to get them for her.

Okay.

All right, I'm just gonna put this down right here, now don't move.

Okay.

My neighbor that referred you is right.

You're not only fast. You're very accommodating.

Well, thank you. I try to be helpful.

So you said this happened when you went sailing, Mr. Beeman?

Please, call me Bruce...

- Bruce. - And yes.

It happened yesterday, though I have no idea how.

Hmm.

Okay.

Have you ever had this type of injury?

Not since I was a 15-year-old launch boy at the yacht club.

Will I be able to walk down the aisle tomorrow?

You're getting married?

My fiancée warned me not to go sailing

the day before the wedding.

Not to worry. Your ankle's just sprained.

You may walk slower than usual,

but you can absolutely make it to the altar.

What about the honeymoon?

- 15 months on the open sea. - That's a long time.

How about I throw in a quick exam as a wedding present?

- Sure, why not? - Okay.

I try to stay in shape for my fiancée.

She's incredible.

Loving, smart, beautiful, and funny.

Deep breath in.

- Did I mention beautiful? - You did.

Another deep breath, please.

I've had my share of failed relationships,

but this one was worth all the years of searching.

This one's the whole package.

Hey, that's the woman I've been looking for.

Back off, buddy.

I saw her first.

Other than losing your balance, have you had any other symptoms?

Fiancé, you are so fired.

You missed our champagne tasting.

Oh, baby, I'm sorry.

I completely forgot.

Hank.

Nikki.

You two know each other?

We do.

This is Hank, as in the Hank.

As in ex-fiancé Hank.

That's me.

Nikki.

You saw Nikki. Drop you when you're down Nikki.

Cut and run Nikki. Demon seed Nikki.

She's not a demon seed, but yes, I saw her.

She's getting married tomorrow.

No big deal.

Clearly it's a really big deal.

You don't salt your coffee.

It's very un-Hank.

Did she at least apologize?

- Not exactly. - But you told her off, right?

Oh, my God, tell me every glorious vindictive detail.

I didn't tell her off.

You didn't give her the speech?

- What speech? - The speech.

The speech all of us have ready just in case we run into

that someone who dumped us.

You have a speech?

"Tammy Tyler, I loved you, and you destroyed me.

"I mean, I'm... I'm fine now; I'm great now, but you,

"you will always be the girl who cheated at relationships,

"earth sciences, and dodgeball.

"Also, you smelled like string cheese and pencil shavings.

Good-bye forever."

Wow, you are ready for Tammy.

Seriously, did you forget what happened between you and Nikki?

You lost your job at the hospital,

and instead of being supportive, she was downright evil.

Just remember one thing.

You put us here, not me.

You're the one who let a billionaire hospital trustee die

on your day off.

I mean, Jesus Christ, Hank.

This is not what I signed on for.

I wanted to spend on florists and caterers and a photographer,

not attorneys.

It was a long time ago.

Not that long. Who are you?

What... how are you not freaking out?

Because I'm fine now.

We both are. I'm happy.

She's happy. We're happy.

I'm not happy.

She dumped you when you were at your absolute lowest.

Okay, but it wasn't all bad.

I mean, we had some good times together.

Okay, okay, yeah, okay, good.

Enjoy your little walk along the high road,

then tell me she looks terrible and has gained 50 pounds

and is suffering from male pattern baldness for females.

No, she's still very attractive.

Oh, my God.

It all finally makes sense.

- What makes sense? - All your girl issues.

Why you're single.

Henry, you're not over Nikki.

Please, that is ridiculous.

Ahh! Yeah, that's hot.

Extremely un-Hank.

Hey.

- You got a new car. - Yeah.

I got tired of repairing the old SUV,

and I needed some retail therapy.

Well, it definitely beats new shoes.

Mm, you have no idea.

Keyless ignition, smartphone integration,

and in 4 seconds flat, I'm at 60 miles per hour,