Degrassi: The Next Generation (2001–2015): Season 5, Episode 8 - Turned Out: Part 2 - full transcript

(muffled thump of music)

(door bangs shut)

- Hey.

Got your call,

so... here I am.

What's up, stockboy?
Got something to tell me?

- Yeah, I heard uh... I heard
''Clown Academy's'' awesome.

You might want
to check it out.

- Yeah.
Thanks for the movie tip.

Why did you really
call me here?

(rock music playing)



(indistinct conversations )

- This is the guy
you told me about?

- You told him about me?

- Just show Aaron what you got
before he loses his temper.

- Oxycodone.

Sweet,

You did good.

$800.00

- Wow, I kinda need more.

- Here's another $400 -
towards your next score.

- Administration fee.

So there you go, stockboy.
There's your first drug deal.

(vomits and coughs)

(chuckling)



Whatever it takes

I know I can make it through

If I hold out

I know I can make it through

Be the best

Be the best I can

And I say to you

Whatever it takes

I know I can make it

I know I can make it

I know I can make it through

Toby: Shower massager, hello!

And a great view
of the yoga studio

across the street.

Man, those honeys are flexible.

- First and last.

- I don't know, kid.
I get the feeling

I could be taking
a real big risk here.

- But you're not, okay?

My girlfriend and I
we're very quiet,

we're very responsible-
Landlord,; Very pregnant,

Are you sure you two
can afford this place?

Raising kids ain't cheap.

- Yes, I'm aware, Sir,
but I'm all over it.

I've-I've got a good really job.

- All right.
Welcome to the building.

(baby crying)

- Fever still up?

- Ear infection, the sequel.
I can drop you off.

(baby wails )

- You sure you're okay to drive
on two hours sleep?

- I'm on a first-name basis
at the hospital.

I could get there
with my eyes closed.

Dinner is-

- Meatless meatloaf Monday,
as usual. You know what?

You go ahead.
I'll bike, all right?

(loud music)

Craig: Bye guys.

Simpson: Now this must be
Jeremiah Motors's

favourite new client.

- Diane bought a car
and the salesman

was a no-charge option.
(weak chuckle )

- I'm Arch- Snake.

- So you're the notorious Snake.

Still tearing up this place
like you and Joey used to?

- Uh sadly, no.

I've become one of the teachers
I used to gave headaches to.

- Hey, hop in.
We're hittin' the open road.

Top down, wind blowing
through our,,, you know,

- I gotta punch the clock.
- Just around the block, Snake.

Be spontaneous.

- Joey, in my life spontaneous
is a four-letter word.

- My friend,
you gotta learn how to live.

do something for yourself,
You deserve to,

(school bell rings )

All right. Ciao!

(tires squealing)

- Tell me you're not joking.
- I'm deadly serious.

Let the days of sinful
cohabitation begin.

- Two days ago
we couldn't afford this.

What's the catch?

- I uh... I talked to my grandma
and she's loaning me the money.

- The way she handled
the pregnancy news, I'm surprised.

- Well, it took a lot of persuading
and sherry.

- JT, that's amazing!
So when do we move in?

- As soon as we tell
your parents.

- I was hoping we could skip
that step.

- But we have to tell them,
like today.

Mrs. Van Zandt: Excuse me?

You're doing what?

Liberty: I'm moving in with JT.

- Why would you want to do that?

So you can-
So you can be with him?

- I have a name, Sir.
- I wasn't talking to you.

- Well, you will be, okay?

Because I'm the father
of your first grandchild.

(squeals)

- Mom, Dad,
please try not to be angry.

(laughs)

We'll take care of everything -
ourselves, the baby.

Everything.

Dad, please say something.

- What would you
like me to say?

That I'm happy?
That I'm proud of you?

- I know.

I'm stupid. So stupid.

Mr. Van Zandt:
It's not your fault, Liberty.

It's the fault of that fool
standing beside you.

- Stop it, Dad.

Okay, JT's been amazing.

He's taking good care of us.

Mrs. Van Zandt:
Liberty, you're our daughter,

and we'll help you
anyway we can.

- Which is why we can't allow
you to move out.

We need you here
to help you through this -

as a family,

- I get it,
you want JT out of the picture.

- I never want to see him here
as long as I live!

- Well, that's unfortunate.

Because JT's
not going anywhere.

JT, let's start packing.

- Looks like Snake
shed his old skin.

- Don't make me think
about his skin.

- So that must be your sport bike
parked in the loading zone.

- What do you think?
Bold new look for the school?

- Somewhere Valentino Rossi
is walking around in his underwear.

- Grazie,

No idea who that is.

- Moto GP world champion.

Ah, I gather
this is a new hobby?

- Yes, it is.
But I have to admit

I had no idea you were
a motorcycle fan.

Yeah... rock on, Ms. H.

- Just move the motorcycle.

Pronto,

Liberty: Excuse me, Sir.

By whom must one
become impregnated

in order to receive
some service?

Not in the mood for pithy banter?
- Not since I realized

I'll be spending every waking
moment here

if we're gonna live together.

- Well, on average, a baby goes
through ten diapers a day.

This job's worth it
for the employee discount.

Mr. McKay: JT.

We seem to be missing
something.

- I didn't see anything.
No one's been back there. Honest.

You don't think something's
been stolen, right?

- No. I didn't say
anything's been stolen.

- Right. Well...
I just guessed

based on your worried expression.

- Well, we're missing
a great deal of Oxycodone.

It's a powerful drug, so you can
understand my concern.

- Yup. Yeah, it's-it's totally
understandable.

- See or hear anything,
you tell me, huh?

- What's the most important
element of a relationship?

- I don't know.
Love?

- Honesty.

So tell me, honestly,

the missing drugs
and the apartment -

No relation?

- I just thought
it was a good idea.

- You stupid, thoughtless,
imbecile!

You will destroy everything.
- Ow! Stop!

- You could go to jail.
- That thought crossed my mind.

- Then why did you do it?

- We needed the money, okay?
Bad.

Look, I'll just-
I'll get some cash

and I'll buy the drugs
back from the dealer.

And then I'll give the drugs
back to the pharmacy.

And everything will be fine,
okay? Honest.

- Way to get my hopes up.

Toby: Come on, fit.
It's for charity!

JT: Liberty made it look so easy.

Toby: Remind me not to take
anything else off her plate.

Is the last paragraph
of an article really necessary?

- I could show you a trick or two
for a price.

- Anything. Name it.

- $1 ,200 dollars, today.

(chuckling)
- I'll pass.

- Toby, I'm serious.

- Okay, well, get the money back
from your landlord.

- I already tried, okay?
It's non-refundable.

Look, to get the rent money,

I had to do something - bad.

And now I need to undo it,

or I'm in trouble.

- Okay, fine. But where am I
supposed to get $1,200 today?

- Don't you have bonds
or something?

- Are you crazy?

If I touch those bonds,
my mom goes bananas.

- Just screw it, okay?
I need help!

- Of a mental variety.

- Toby, I'm asking you nicely.

I need that money.

- JT, you need to let go.
Now.

- See? This is why
you have no friends.

- You know what?
Get away from me!

Stay away.

Simpson: Hard to believe
that Jack is asleep

and we're all sitting
down together, huh?

- Pleasant surprise, actually.
- Talk about surprises!

What about the jaw-dropping
arrival

your hubby made
at school yesterday?

Spike: Excuse me?
What did he do?

Pop a wheelie on his bicycle?
- You didn't know?

- Emma? Beans?

- Didn't know what?
Someone fill me in here.

- Oh, uh...

Joey has a friend
who's selling a motorcycle.

Loaned it out to me
for a few days to try it out.

- You're buying a motorcycle?

With what -
couch treasure coins?

- I was going to talk to you.
- You will. Later.

(loud music)

- I cut you some slack, stockboy.
But I'm running low on patience.

- Well, that makes you a pretty
bad doctor then, doesn't it?

- Speaking of doctors, Aaron is
considering sending you to one.

So you might wanna
quit with the jokes.

- I gave you an advance.

- Which I never
should have asked for.

I'll give you all your money back.
- Really?

- Yeah, but I just need you
to give me the drugs back - asap -

so that I can give them back
to the pharmacy.

(nervous laugh)
- Dude, don't.

(grunts)

- That's in case you didn't know...

I run the show.

And I don't want my money back.

I want more drugs.

- I'll go to the cops.

- And what?

You gonna get yourself thrown
in jail for stealing drugs?

That's a smart move.

- JT, just get the man
what he wants.

This will all be over.

Mr. McKay: Hey! Come back here!

JT, call security. I caught
this shoplifter red-handed.

- Yeah, sure. Sure thing.

- How worried should I be?
- I'll drive carefully.

- You know what I mean.

Is this the start
of your midlife crisis?

- Ah, ''the talk''. Spike, it is
a means of transportation.

It doesn't mean anything.

- Then why all the cloak
and dagger?

- Look, day in, day out,
I'm Mr. Straight And Narrow, okay?

It's work, family.
Work, family.

It's just so predictable, huh?

- Sorry if we're cramping
your style.

- Hey, I'm happy
to make sacrifices for you

and for the kids,

there has to be more to life
than routine.

- Tell me we have nothing
to worry about.

- I wish I could.
- We'll go to my parents.

We'll get their help.
My dad's a lawyer.

- I don't need a lawyer.
I need a superhero

to keep a drug dealer
from killing me.

- What drug dealer?

- The gentleman
who financed our apartment.

He made me steal again.

- Again?

But Mr. McKay was already
suspicious! He'll catch you!

- Maybe not, okay?
Maybe Mr. McKay won't notice.

And maybe I'll totally
get away with it.

And maybe we'll be fine.

- I thought you'd changed.

I thought you'd grown up.
- Liberty, I have changed.

- Yeah.
Now you're a drug dealer.

(loud music)

(indistinct conversations )

JT: Here.

Now go ruin someone else's life.

- What?!
Are you out of your mind!

Huh?!
- Hey, easy. Easy.

I got him. Easy.

I got him!

- You got me into this.

- Yeah, and I just saved
your butt.

Or were you two guys
Going to kiss?

Not that it's any of my business
what team you play for.

- Just ask the girl
who's carrying my kid.

- Uh-oh.
Bun in the oven.

- Yeah.

And thanks to these,

I'm dead to her.

- Come on, man.
It'll be okay.

- It's okay?

I lost my girl.

I lost my best friend.

I lost my job and my family,

And now I'm probably
going to jail.

- Hey, bummer times.

Least there's a party.

- Working late again?
Not riding that bike outside,

enjoying the last rays
of sunshine?

- I'm giving it back.

It's that or the wife.
- Mmm...

My ex had a choice once:
me or the intern.

- Some people
make you wonder, huh?

- Too bad about the bike.

It reminds me of the one
I used to own.

- Wow.

Trying to wrap my head
around the idea

of you on a sport bike.

- Why is that so hard to figure?
Because I'm a woman?

- Because you're my principal.

- Well, I used to be
a wild child in my day.

A lot has changed,

But I still love motorcyles.

As a matter of fact...
I was gonna ask you for a ride.

(music plays)

(indistinct conversations )

Jay: Hey, check it out.
Stockboy's gonna be a pappy.

Aaron: Hey congrats, stud.

This one's on me.

(laughing)

- Actually, it's on me.

(laughter)

Jay: Hey. Hey buddy!

Hey!
Somebody get the car!

Somebody get the car!

- He's fast, he's furious,
He's covered in Kevlar!

Hey, Snake.
- Good morning, Joey.

I going to need to talk
to that friend of yours;

its rightful owner.

- Oh, don't you want to see
how the cool-ectomy goes

before you give
the suit back?

- That won't be necessary.
This is for the Kevlar

And the wheels that go with it.

- Snake...

This is exactly what you need.

Mr. Van Zandt:
I spoke to Mr. McKay.

Tried to explain the situation.

We're going to try
to work out a deal.

But don't hold your breath,

- Thanks, Dad.

Mr. Van Zandt: Yeah.

JT: Stomach pump one.
JT zero.

- How can you make
jokes about this?

- Counselling, suicide-watch?

Believe me, it's no joke.

- Well, I'm glad
you're getting help.

JT, did you try to kill yourself?

(crying)

What were you thinking?

Leaving me alone with all this?

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry too.

- Liberty, I screwed up, okay?

Don't take it out on the baby.

- We both screwed up.

I'm going to
the adoption agency.

JT, it'll be for the best,

(crying)

DVD Subtitling: CNST, Montreal