Recap
The episode opens with Donald and his agent talking about a new role that he will be doing as “The Garbage Collector”. Donald defers on the role until his sister and adviser Faith can review the script. His agent asks if he can come to her son’s birthday party as “The Garbage Collector” and Donald agrees. As Donald is driving he is pulled over by a police officer for weaving. Upon getting out of the car his size intimidates the officer. The officer asks him to take a field sobriety test. Donald’s legs tighten up and the officer, thinking he is coming at him, tazes Donald and he falls hard to the ground. Hank and Evan happen to be passing by when they notice Donald on the ground barely breathing. Hank convinces the officer that Donald is in trouble and he needs the handcuffs removed so they can get him to his feet. He then treats his abrasions and verifies he is okay...
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Episode Quotes
Evan: Why are you having lunch with Newberg anyway?
Hank: Look, if Eddie's gonna be around and get tangled in our lives I can't control it but I can warn her.
Evan: So you're choosing our client over our dad?
Hank: Exactly.
Faith: Hi!
Evan: Hello.
Divya: Just as you described.
Evan: Uh, Evan R. Lawson, I'm the CFO of HankMed, LLC.
Faith: Oh. Faith N. Green, esquire, CEO of Garbage Collector Productions LLP.
Ms. Newberg: (talking about Hank's father) Did you know he's bringing sexy back?
Hank: I wasn't aware it had left.
Donald: (talking about his sister Faith) I think you should take her to a nice restaurant.
Evan: Yeah. (looking up fearfully)
Donald: Where a gentleman would take a lady.
Evan: Hank, please, you need to run interference with Faith, okay? She keeps conveniently forgetting things to get what she wants which happens to be me, Hey! (waving at Faith)
Faith: Oh, hi.
Hank: Hi (Hank waves too)
Evan: Yeah, she's crazier than Glenn Close on Easter.
Donald: Actually, I'm in the market for a new Faith.
Evan: Really? Have you considered Judaism? Cause we could use someone your size!
Hank: Boris and I had a... thing.
Evan: Okay, a thing, What kind of a thing?
Hank: I kinda snapped at him.
Evan: Alright, so he's our golden goose, okay? You can't snap at the goose. You gotta be nice to the goose, you gotta pet the goose, just pet...
Hank: Stop saying pet!
Evan: And you can't piss off the goose, cause the goose could get mad. Do you know how easy it would be for him to kick us out of the lake, or the swamp, wherever geese live?