Dr. Hank Lawson: [Evan hits a cream puff at Hank's car] Whoa! Trying to tell me something?
Evan R. Lawson: No. General Collins has a message for you, though. He said stay the hell away.
Dr. Hank Lawson: What?
Evan R. Lawson: Yeah, he stopped by after taking his wife home from Hamptons Heritage.
Dr. Hank Lawson: No, no, no, no. Ellen shouldn't be home. She should still be under supervised care.
Evan R. Lawson: Oh, really? 'Cause you just always know what's best for everyone, don't you?
Dr. Hank Lawson: Has Paige talked to you?
Evan R. Lawson: Why would she talk to me when she can talk to you? The only thing I know for sure right now is that Ellen Collins was clearly yesterday's emergency.
Dr. Hank Lawson: I wanted to tell you. You have no idea how badly I wanted to. When we were in Florida, I tried...
Evan R. Lawson: Florida? How long have you known?
Dr. Hank Lawson: I wasn't sure about anything until yesterday when Paige called for help, but I've been hinting for weeks.
Evan R. Lawson: Oh, you've been hinting? You don't hint. This... this is not a game. This is my life.
Dr. Hank Lawson: Evan, you're right. It's not a game. But I'm bound by doctor/patient confidentiality...
Evan R. Lawson: Do not pull that doctor crap! I'm your brother! Nothing is more important than family.
Dr. Hank Lawson: I took an oath. My patients trust that I'm...
Evan R. Lawson: Oh, your patients? You wouldn't even *have* patients if it wasn't for me! If I hadn't picked you up off the floor in Brooklyn and dusted you off, you'd be by yourself right now in a dark room!