Evan: This is outside our scope of practice, Hank. We're not a concierge ghostbuster's service, okay?
Hank: We're going in to look for mold, I'll take the attic, you take the basement.
Evan: I'm not going to the basement.
Hank: Fine, you take the attic, try not to get slimed.
Hank: So, uhh, congratulations?
Evan: Yeah, we're so, ambivalent for you.
Divya: You think that this is uncomfortable? Wait 'til you see what happens in 15 minutes, when I stand up and piss off a tent full of Bandyopadhyays and Katdares.
Evan: Oh my god, are you pregnant?
Divya: No, I'm not pregnant.
Evan: Are you gay?
Divya: Evan, really?
Evan: We're broke.
Hank: What do you mean broke?
Evan: I mean depleted, destitute, insolvent..
Hank: I was asking for an explanation, not a thesaurus. What the hell are you talking about, Evan?
Evan: Well, I invested our working capital in some alternative, high yield instruments..
Hank: English, Evan.
Evan: We got scammed.
Hank: You got scammed, by who?
Evan: And it's all gone you know, almost every last penny of it at least, it's gone. Why are you not furious?
Hank: Oh, I'm furious, 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.
Evan: Look, I'm gonna find a way to get that money...
Hank: Don't you get it? It's not about the money. It's about the secrets, the lies, the greed.
Evan: We can rebuild. I know we can.
Hank: Yeah, HankMed maybe, my trust in you, doubtful.