Boies is telling Ben about all the problems that Pasty has: enlarged spleen, enlarged liver, various tumors. Ben asks why he made them do an MRI when all of those problems were evident upon physical examination. Boies says they need to know if the cancer had spread to Pasty's brain. Ben asks why they need to know that, but Boies deflects the question by saying that, regardless, Pasty doesn't have much time. Ben starts talking about how he has had to give the "you're going to die" speech many times. Boies figures out that Ben wants to enroll Pasty in the clinical trial, but "cancer in the brain would disqualify him." Ben nods, and they look at the MRI results. Pasty's brain is clear. Ben says he's going to cure Pasty. And they wonder why doctors get God complexes. Can you (if you're not a doctor) imagine the power of being able to cure a formerly terminal disease? Man. Boies offers to do the paperwork, but Ben wants to do it himself.

Cut to Ben's office. Ben is explaining that the clinical trials are to assess the toxicity of the drug, and only a few people are allowed in. Pasty (who is looking even worse today) says he has nothing to lose. Ben explains that they are now at the third stage of the testing, where the drug is considered both safe and effective. Pasty wonders what "effective" means. Ben says that it would cure his cancer. Pasty can't quite believe it, and after a few moments of consideration, he says that he doesn't want to get his mother's hopes up. Ben says that he's never seen a drug like this in all his years of research. Pasty does that "eye wiggle so I don't cry" thing and then says he spent the last three weeks thinking he was going to die, not even wanting to close his eyes at night. Wow. Can you imagine if they really found a cure for cancer?