Mom (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - Meat Loaf and Concentration - full transcript
Hi. Bonnie. Alcoholic.
Hi, Bonnie.
I am proud to announce
that despite the State of
California's best efforts,
Bonnie Charlize Plunkett just
got her driver's license back.
Charlize?
Sometimes it's Winona.
And let me say, four
months picking up trash
on the side of the highway
has taught me two things.
One... it is never okay to
drive under the influence.
And number two... no one
looks good in an orange vest.
Sorry, Marjorie.
I made this.
Well, I paid my debt to society...
- with interest.
- You doing okay?
What?
Yeah.
And thanks to all the bicycle riding,
thigh gap this wide.
Check it out.
I can even wave through it.
- I also have a new-found respect..
- You new?
- For Lance Armstrong, and totally get
- Yeah, I guess.
- Why he took the drugs.
- Cool.
Don't let Bigfoot scare you off.
I want to thank everyone
who helped me through this.
Marjorie, Jill, Wendy...
I could not have made it
without you guys.
And...?
Oh, almost
forgot... Stephanie,
thanks for that hug when I needed it.
That's it. Thanks.
A hug?
I held her hair back while she puked!
Who else would like to share?
Forget someone?
Oh, damn. Wait, uh...
I forgot to thank my daughter.
I thought she was helping me
out of the goodness of her heart,
but it turns out she needs the credit.
- Happy?
- At your funeral!
You coming off meth, too?
I'm not making this about me. I'm not.
Your pronouns suggest otherwise.
Hey, Jodi.
Hey.
This is my mom, Bonnie. Hi.
We're gonna grab coffee
with some girls from the meeting.
Do you want to come with us?
I can't. I got plans.
No, you don't.
Well, I'm not hungry.
Yeah, you are.
How about if I'm buying?
Okay.
Got any cash? I forgot my wallet.
So, uh, what'd you think
of your first AA meeting?
Uh, I don't know. I'm not sure it's for me.
Oh, yeah.
I remember feeling the same
way at my first meeting.
Couldn't imagine life
without getting loaded.
But now,
I have something even
better: I have dignity.
Sometimes dignity is court-ordered.
Remember your first
big meal after detoxing?
Yeah.
It was a deep-dish pizza
that I immediately purged.
Nice.
I went to Cinnabon and unhinged my jaw.
Mm.
So, Jodi, what's your drug of choice?
Yatch, trees, grass.
What are those?
Skis, Buddha, Ice.
I'm sorry, what's happening?
Coke, pot, meth.
This is depressing. If
I wanted to get high now,
I wouldn't know what to ask for.
No alcohol?
Uh, I'm not 21, so it's harder to get.
Your parents know you're
trying to get sober?
My parents don't know I'm alive.
Been there.
That, right there,
that is why you don't get thanked.
So, uh, where are you living?
There's a guy.
Mm.
What's he do?
He's a drug dealer.
Ooh.
And a guitar player.
Ah.
Does he know you're
thinking about getting sober?
Uh...
No, that wouldn't go over well.
Well, this isn't about him.
You just need to know
if you're sick and tired
of being sick and tired,
we're here for you.
She speaks in bumper
stickers, get used to it.
I mean, I don't want to stop forever.
You know, I just... I need a little break.
None of us stop forever.
We stop one day at a time.
Bumper sticker.
I get why you guys quit.
You know, it's easier
for older people...
Your party days are kind of over.
Ouch.
We still have fun.
How?
Um...
This.
Way to sell it.
You sure this isn't a problem?
Not at all. My son's spending the week
with his dad, so we have an extra room.
Well, this is, uh, really nice of you.
Hey, it's what we do.
Someone took me in when I was in trouble.
That was me.
I did that. Twice.
Get off the cross. We need the wood.
Wow, what a great place.
Is she being sarcastic?
I can't tell.
Let me get you some, uh, fresh towels
and a t-shirt to sleep in.
I don't want to put you guys out.
Don't worry about it.
Besides, it's probably not the best idea
for you to spend your
first night of sobriety
with your drug-dealing boyfriend.
He's not a bad person.
Hey, I'm not judging.
I probably sold drugs to his father.
Here you go. Uh...
The bed's all made up.
If you're the hungry, the kitchen's there.
And the bathroom's there.
Just make yourself at home.
Yeah. Thanks again.
Okay, sweet dreams.
Christy?
Don't you have work to do?
Hm?
On your computer upstairs?
Oh, yes.
I, uh, I go to college,
so I have a paper to write.
And print.
Yes, and print.
Can't turn it in unless you print it.
I am, uh, not in college, so I like to...
Watch TV.
Okay, sweet dreams.
Night.
Christy?
Yeah?
Aren't you afraid I'm
gonna steal your purse?
Don't be silly.
Just, uh, just put it in my mouth.
Okay... night!
Sometimes we...
Like to heat up soup in bed,
so I'm just gonna grab the microwave.
Our little dope fiend up yet?
She's gone.
You're kidding.
Went back to the boyfriend.
Aw, damn.
Well... we did what we could do.
Yeah. I just had a good
feeling about this one.
Me, too.
I mean, she's so young and vulnerable.
I hope she's gonna be ok...
My new sunglasses. That junkie whore stole
my new sunglasses!
On your head, mom.
I'll keep her in my prayers.
Have you heard from that young girl?
Jodi?
Not a word.
Oh. Shame.
Yeah.
Well, you planted the seed...
Who knows what'll happen.
It's so hard when you see somebody
throwing their life away
and they just won't accept your help.
Yeah, I can't imagine how
frustrating that must be.
Right?
Hey.
Hey, where were you?
You missed the meeting.
Oh, I had to keep the wait staff late
to lecture them about stealing
food from the restaurant.
What's in the bag?
It's different for me, Marjorie.
I'm management.
Did you remember to get sides?
Baked potatoes, in my purse. Yes.
Oh, Christy.
Hey, they're barely
paying me enough to get by.
So I...
Occasionally give myself a little bonus.
Why don't you just ask for a raise?
No. No, I couldn't do that.
I mean, not sober.
Why not?
I don't know. It's just...
You know, walking up to my boss
and telling her I deserve more money...
It's too weird.
It's easier to steal.
Christy, if you don't value yourself,
people are just gonna
take advantage of you.
I value myself.
It's just...
You know, I like to keep it a secret.
That's ridiculous.
Pretend I'm your boss, ask me for a raise.
No. Forget it.
Do it. You need the practice.
Um...
Claudia...
That's my boss's name.
Yeah, I got it.
Ever since I started
managing the restaurant,
things have been going real good,
so I was thinking
maybe I could get a small raise.
You know, if that's okay with you.
Thank you for listening.
What?
No, that was good.
Just curious.
What would it sound like if you were drunk?
Why don't you love me?
And...
Since I got our labor costs down...
and, uh...
The average check per guest is up...
And, uh, the bar tabs are up...
Are you... crying?
No. No, I just have water in my eyes.
That's crying.
Anyway, uh...
I think... I deserve...
a raise.
What?
I deserve a raise.
I'm sorry. What?
I deserve a raise.
Thank you for listening.
You know what?
You do.
I do?
Yeah. You've been doing
a great job around here.
I have?
And that's why it is so
heartbreaking for me to tell you
that I have to let you go.
What?
You're... you're firing me?
Sorry. My brother needs a job.
But if it makes you feel any better,
he won't be nearly as good as you.
No, it doesn't make me feel better.
This is my job. I earned it.
Please don't make a scene.
This is hard enough for me.
Hard for you?
You're ruining my life!
And here comes the scene.
You can't do this. This isn't fair.
Fair? Oh, that's adorable.
I'll tell you
what... if you'd like,
you can go back to waiting tables.
No way. I... I just
spent the last six months
treating everybody
around here like crap...
I can't go back to being one of them.
I'll get shanked in the freezer.
Well, that's your choice.
No. No.
Here's my choice.
Screw this job, and screw you.
Here, you can take your key.
As far as I'm concerned,
you can shove it up your...
Well, I can't get it off this ring thing,
but I will mail you this key!
Hey, this filet mignon is excellent.
My compliments to the thief.
Glad you like it.
- You get the raise?
- Nope.
Not only did I not get the raise,
but Claudia tried to bump
me back down to waitress.
You're kidding!
After everything I did for that place,
she expects me to go
back to waiting tables.
Well, maybe that's not so bad.
This way you can make your own hours,
it'll be easier for you to
see Roscoe, take classes.
No, no, no. You don't get it. I quit.
What?
You and Marjorie were right...
I need to value myself.
So I told her to go straight to hell!
You would've been proud of me.
Wait, so... you have no job and you quit,
which means you... you
can't get unemployment.
Yeah, but on the way out
I stole a rack of lamb.
Oh... Christy, what have you done?
What I've done is the right thing!
I stood up for myself.
I demanded that I be given respect.
Which, as you know,
is hard for me, but...
Oh, damn it, I'll be right back!
As long as you're going,
see if they have any of
that molten lava cake.
Hey...!
- Hi.
- Hey.
What's with the waitress outfit?
I thought you were management.
Yeah. I just, I kind of
re-evaluated my work situation,
and thought that waitressing was
more conducive to my long-term goals.
Is Roscoe ready?
Hey, you!
Aw... are you waitressing again?
Yeah. Well, you know,
I just, it was a choice
that felt more appropriate
given my class schedule,
and, uh...
Is Roscoe ready?
- Hi, mom.
- Hi, sweetie.
How come you're dressed like a waitress?
'Cause life is a series of
crushing disappointments.
Can we please go?!
Did you ask her?
Not yet. Give me a minute.
Ask me what?
Look, we know it's your
weekend with Roscoe...
And we respect that.
But we just bought a boat.
Well, I mean, it's not just a boat.
- Nah, nah.
- It's a 35-foot cabin cruiser.
And we're gonna go fishing.
But... what about spending time with me?
What about it?
Honey, would you mind just
going to your room for a minute
so I can speak with your
dad and Candace in private?
Don't give in.
Come on, Christy, it's one weekend.
Yeah, but you told him
without asking me first,
so now if I say no, I'm
gonna be the bad guy.
So say yes and be the good guy.
I am the good guy. You're the bad guy.
Whoa, settle down.
Look, I just had the
absolute worst couple of days,
and the only thing I was looking
forward to was spending time with my son.
So pack his little bag
and put him in my car.
Okay.
Ugh! How did you ever live with that?
Oh, I'll tell you how!
So let me get this straight.
You kept him from fishing
on a boat this weekend
so he could sit here and watch TV?
That's not the point.
This is my weekend with him.
If I let him stay over there
every time they did something
cool, I'd never see him again.
He could be fishing on a boat.
I know he could be fishing on a boat!
You don't have to tell me he
could be fishing on a boat!
You want to tell me something?
Tell me why I can't ever be right!
Ahoy, Matey.
Sure, I had problems when I was drinking,
but... I also knew how
to make them disappear.
Vodka-cadabra.
Poof. They're gone.
Along with a lot of jobs,
a few boyfriends, one husband,
and the years 2002 through 2008.
But now that I'm sober,
there's no more getting
away from my problems.
I feel like I'm losing my son.
I took it right in the shorts at work.
And I know this doesn't
sound like a bad thing,
but my ex-husband just got a boat.
How did that ass-hat
end up with a boat?
Anyway, I got a bunch of other problems
to complain about, but
I'll save it for coffee.
I might skip coffee.
What happened?
Don't worry about it.
If you like, we have
time for one more share.
Okay.
I'm...
Jodi.
I guess I'm a drug addict.
Hi, Jodi.
So, I, um...
I went back to my boyfriend and...
I told him I wanted to get clean, and...
We started fighting, and...
It didn't work out so good.
I have no problems.
I don't know what I'm gonna do now.
You know, I just... I
just know whatever it is...
I can't do it by myself.
You don't have to.
I know it's overwhelming,
but you don't have to figure
everything out right now.
He's gonna come looking for me.
We'll deal with that when it happens.
In the meantime, you just
need to get some rest.
Yeah, but what about my stuff,
you know? He's got all my stuff.
We'll get your stuff, or we'll get
you new stuff... don't worry about that.
And between all of us,
you'll have a place to stay
until you get back on your feet.
Mine's the nicest.
Aren't you afraid I'm gonna rip you off?
Yeah.
I don't know what to say.
Try "thank you."
Thank you.
- What?
- My kid caught a fish.
- Oh...
- Aw...
Now I only have to steal tartar sauce.
Hi, Bonnie.
I am proud to announce
that despite the State of
California's best efforts,
Bonnie Charlize Plunkett just
got her driver's license back.
Charlize?
Sometimes it's Winona.
And let me say, four
months picking up trash
on the side of the highway
has taught me two things.
One... it is never okay to
drive under the influence.
And number two... no one
looks good in an orange vest.
Sorry, Marjorie.
I made this.
Well, I paid my debt to society...
- with interest.
- You doing okay?
What?
Yeah.
And thanks to all the bicycle riding,
thigh gap this wide.
Check it out.
I can even wave through it.
- I also have a new-found respect..
- You new?
- For Lance Armstrong, and totally get
- Yeah, I guess.
- Why he took the drugs.
- Cool.
Don't let Bigfoot scare you off.
I want to thank everyone
who helped me through this.
Marjorie, Jill, Wendy...
I could not have made it
without you guys.
And...?
Oh, almost
forgot... Stephanie,
thanks for that hug when I needed it.
That's it. Thanks.
A hug?
I held her hair back while she puked!
Who else would like to share?
Forget someone?
Oh, damn. Wait, uh...
I forgot to thank my daughter.
I thought she was helping me
out of the goodness of her heart,
but it turns out she needs the credit.
- Happy?
- At your funeral!
You coming off meth, too?
I'm not making this about me. I'm not.
Your pronouns suggest otherwise.
Hey, Jodi.
Hey.
This is my mom, Bonnie. Hi.
We're gonna grab coffee
with some girls from the meeting.
Do you want to come with us?
I can't. I got plans.
No, you don't.
Well, I'm not hungry.
Yeah, you are.
How about if I'm buying?
Okay.
Got any cash? I forgot my wallet.
So, uh, what'd you think
of your first AA meeting?
Uh, I don't know. I'm not sure it's for me.
Oh, yeah.
I remember feeling the same
way at my first meeting.
Couldn't imagine life
without getting loaded.
But now,
I have something even
better: I have dignity.
Sometimes dignity is court-ordered.
Remember your first
big meal after detoxing?
Yeah.
It was a deep-dish pizza
that I immediately purged.
Nice.
I went to Cinnabon and unhinged my jaw.
Mm.
So, Jodi, what's your drug of choice?
Yatch, trees, grass.
What are those?
Skis, Buddha, Ice.
I'm sorry, what's happening?
Coke, pot, meth.
This is depressing. If
I wanted to get high now,
I wouldn't know what to ask for.
No alcohol?
Uh, I'm not 21, so it's harder to get.
Your parents know you're
trying to get sober?
My parents don't know I'm alive.
Been there.
That, right there,
that is why you don't get thanked.
So, uh, where are you living?
There's a guy.
Mm.
What's he do?
He's a drug dealer.
Ooh.
And a guitar player.
Ah.
Does he know you're
thinking about getting sober?
Uh...
No, that wouldn't go over well.
Well, this isn't about him.
You just need to know
if you're sick and tired
of being sick and tired,
we're here for you.
She speaks in bumper
stickers, get used to it.
I mean, I don't want to stop forever.
You know, I just... I need a little break.
None of us stop forever.
We stop one day at a time.
Bumper sticker.
I get why you guys quit.
You know, it's easier
for older people...
Your party days are kind of over.
Ouch.
We still have fun.
How?
Um...
This.
Way to sell it.
You sure this isn't a problem?
Not at all. My son's spending the week
with his dad, so we have an extra room.
Well, this is, uh, really nice of you.
Hey, it's what we do.
Someone took me in when I was in trouble.
That was me.
I did that. Twice.
Get off the cross. We need the wood.
Wow, what a great place.
Is she being sarcastic?
I can't tell.
Let me get you some, uh, fresh towels
and a t-shirt to sleep in.
I don't want to put you guys out.
Don't worry about it.
Besides, it's probably not the best idea
for you to spend your
first night of sobriety
with your drug-dealing boyfriend.
He's not a bad person.
Hey, I'm not judging.
I probably sold drugs to his father.
Here you go. Uh...
The bed's all made up.
If you're the hungry, the kitchen's there.
And the bathroom's there.
Just make yourself at home.
Yeah. Thanks again.
Okay, sweet dreams.
Christy?
Don't you have work to do?
Hm?
On your computer upstairs?
Oh, yes.
I, uh, I go to college,
so I have a paper to write.
And print.
Yes, and print.
Can't turn it in unless you print it.
I am, uh, not in college, so I like to...
Watch TV.
Okay, sweet dreams.
Night.
Christy?
Yeah?
Aren't you afraid I'm
gonna steal your purse?
Don't be silly.
Just, uh, just put it in my mouth.
Okay... night!
Sometimes we...
Like to heat up soup in bed,
so I'm just gonna grab the microwave.
Our little dope fiend up yet?
She's gone.
You're kidding.
Went back to the boyfriend.
Aw, damn.
Well... we did what we could do.
Yeah. I just had a good
feeling about this one.
Me, too.
I mean, she's so young and vulnerable.
I hope she's gonna be ok...
My new sunglasses. That junkie whore stole
my new sunglasses!
On your head, mom.
I'll keep her in my prayers.
Have you heard from that young girl?
Jodi?
Not a word.
Oh. Shame.
Yeah.
Well, you planted the seed...
Who knows what'll happen.
It's so hard when you see somebody
throwing their life away
and they just won't accept your help.
Yeah, I can't imagine how
frustrating that must be.
Right?
Hey.
Hey, where were you?
You missed the meeting.
Oh, I had to keep the wait staff late
to lecture them about stealing
food from the restaurant.
What's in the bag?
It's different for me, Marjorie.
I'm management.
Did you remember to get sides?
Baked potatoes, in my purse. Yes.
Oh, Christy.
Hey, they're barely
paying me enough to get by.
So I...
Occasionally give myself a little bonus.
Why don't you just ask for a raise?
No. No, I couldn't do that.
I mean, not sober.
Why not?
I don't know. It's just...
You know, walking up to my boss
and telling her I deserve more money...
It's too weird.
It's easier to steal.
Christy, if you don't value yourself,
people are just gonna
take advantage of you.
I value myself.
It's just...
You know, I like to keep it a secret.
That's ridiculous.
Pretend I'm your boss, ask me for a raise.
No. Forget it.
Do it. You need the practice.
Um...
Claudia...
That's my boss's name.
Yeah, I got it.
Ever since I started
managing the restaurant,
things have been going real good,
so I was thinking
maybe I could get a small raise.
You know, if that's okay with you.
Thank you for listening.
What?
No, that was good.
Just curious.
What would it sound like if you were drunk?
Why don't you love me?
And...
Since I got our labor costs down...
and, uh...
The average check per guest is up...
And, uh, the bar tabs are up...
Are you... crying?
No. No, I just have water in my eyes.
That's crying.
Anyway, uh...
I think... I deserve...
a raise.
What?
I deserve a raise.
I'm sorry. What?
I deserve a raise.
Thank you for listening.
You know what?
You do.
I do?
Yeah. You've been doing
a great job around here.
I have?
And that's why it is so
heartbreaking for me to tell you
that I have to let you go.
What?
You're... you're firing me?
Sorry. My brother needs a job.
But if it makes you feel any better,
he won't be nearly as good as you.
No, it doesn't make me feel better.
This is my job. I earned it.
Please don't make a scene.
This is hard enough for me.
Hard for you?
You're ruining my life!
And here comes the scene.
You can't do this. This isn't fair.
Fair? Oh, that's adorable.
I'll tell you
what... if you'd like,
you can go back to waiting tables.
No way. I... I just
spent the last six months
treating everybody
around here like crap...
I can't go back to being one of them.
I'll get shanked in the freezer.
Well, that's your choice.
No. No.
Here's my choice.
Screw this job, and screw you.
Here, you can take your key.
As far as I'm concerned,
you can shove it up your...
Well, I can't get it off this ring thing,
but I will mail you this key!
Hey, this filet mignon is excellent.
My compliments to the thief.
Glad you like it.
- You get the raise?
- Nope.
Not only did I not get the raise,
but Claudia tried to bump
me back down to waitress.
You're kidding!
After everything I did for that place,
she expects me to go
back to waiting tables.
Well, maybe that's not so bad.
This way you can make your own hours,
it'll be easier for you to
see Roscoe, take classes.
No, no, no. You don't get it. I quit.
What?
You and Marjorie were right...
I need to value myself.
So I told her to go straight to hell!
You would've been proud of me.
Wait, so... you have no job and you quit,
which means you... you
can't get unemployment.
Yeah, but on the way out
I stole a rack of lamb.
Oh... Christy, what have you done?
What I've done is the right thing!
I stood up for myself.
I demanded that I be given respect.
Which, as you know,
is hard for me, but...
Oh, damn it, I'll be right back!
As long as you're going,
see if they have any of
that molten lava cake.
Hey...!
- Hi.
- Hey.
What's with the waitress outfit?
I thought you were management.
Yeah. I just, I kind of
re-evaluated my work situation,
and thought that waitressing was
more conducive to my long-term goals.
Is Roscoe ready?
Hey, you!
Aw... are you waitressing again?
Yeah. Well, you know,
I just, it was a choice
that felt more appropriate
given my class schedule,
and, uh...
Is Roscoe ready?
- Hi, mom.
- Hi, sweetie.
How come you're dressed like a waitress?
'Cause life is a series of
crushing disappointments.
Can we please go?!
Did you ask her?
Not yet. Give me a minute.
Ask me what?
Look, we know it's your
weekend with Roscoe...
And we respect that.
But we just bought a boat.
Well, I mean, it's not just a boat.
- Nah, nah.
- It's a 35-foot cabin cruiser.
And we're gonna go fishing.
But... what about spending time with me?
What about it?
Honey, would you mind just
going to your room for a minute
so I can speak with your
dad and Candace in private?
Don't give in.
Come on, Christy, it's one weekend.
Yeah, but you told him
without asking me first,
so now if I say no, I'm
gonna be the bad guy.
So say yes and be the good guy.
I am the good guy. You're the bad guy.
Whoa, settle down.
Look, I just had the
absolute worst couple of days,
and the only thing I was looking
forward to was spending time with my son.
So pack his little bag
and put him in my car.
Okay.
Ugh! How did you ever live with that?
Oh, I'll tell you how!
So let me get this straight.
You kept him from fishing
on a boat this weekend
so he could sit here and watch TV?
That's not the point.
This is my weekend with him.
If I let him stay over there
every time they did something
cool, I'd never see him again.
He could be fishing on a boat.
I know he could be fishing on a boat!
You don't have to tell me he
could be fishing on a boat!
You want to tell me something?
Tell me why I can't ever be right!
Ahoy, Matey.
Sure, I had problems when I was drinking,
but... I also knew how
to make them disappear.
Vodka-cadabra.
Poof. They're gone.
Along with a lot of jobs,
a few boyfriends, one husband,
and the years 2002 through 2008.
But now that I'm sober,
there's no more getting
away from my problems.
I feel like I'm losing my son.
I took it right in the shorts at work.
And I know this doesn't
sound like a bad thing,
but my ex-husband just got a boat.
How did that ass-hat
end up with a boat?
Anyway, I got a bunch of other problems
to complain about, but
I'll save it for coffee.
I might skip coffee.
What happened?
Don't worry about it.
If you like, we have
time for one more share.
Okay.
I'm...
Jodi.
I guess I'm a drug addict.
Hi, Jodi.
So, I, um...
I went back to my boyfriend and...
I told him I wanted to get clean, and...
We started fighting, and...
It didn't work out so good.
I have no problems.
I don't know what I'm gonna do now.
You know, I just... I
just know whatever it is...
I can't do it by myself.
You don't have to.
I know it's overwhelming,
but you don't have to figure
everything out right now.
He's gonna come looking for me.
We'll deal with that when it happens.
In the meantime, you just
need to get some rest.
Yeah, but what about my stuff,
you know? He's got all my stuff.
We'll get your stuff, or we'll get
you new stuff... don't worry about that.
And between all of us,
you'll have a place to stay
until you get back on your feet.
Mine's the nicest.
Aren't you afraid I'm gonna rip you off?
Yeah.
I don't know what to say.
Try "thank you."
Thank you.
- What?
- My kid caught a fish.
- Oh...
- Aw...
Now I only have to steal tartar sauce.