Mom (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 21 - Mahjong Sally and the Ecstasy - full transcript

After hearing different stories about Violet and Gregory's breakup, Christy and Bonnie are confused about what actually happened.

Hi, I'm Bonnie and I'm an alcoholic.

Hi, Bonnie.

I know I sound like a broken record,
but I really miss my boyfriend.

Marjorie, do me a favor,

after the meeting, tell
everybody what a record is.

Anyway...

he and I tried to do the Skype thing,

but I can just feel it slipping away,

so right now, I'm just about
as low as I've ever been.

There's really only one thing
that's bringing me any joy at all.

This cream filling.



And without a boyfriend, it's the
only cream filling I'm getting.

Thank you.

Anybody want to follow that?

What the hell. Christy, alcoholic.

Hi, Christy.

I know I'm usually all doom
and gloom, but not today.

Today I am cheerful, not fearful.

Happy, not crappy.

- Delighted, not...
- We get it. We get it.

I officially got accepted
into Sonoma State University.

Go Seawolves.

So, starting this fall,

I will be one step closer to
my dream of becoming a lawyer.

But wait, there's more.



My daughter's getting
married in a few weeks,

and, get this, she doesn't have to
get married, she's doing it by choice.

That's a family first.

Of course, I did drop four
grand on her wedding dress,

and I will probably have to
rob a bank to pay my tuition,

but I refuse to let money
worries ruin my good mood.

That's what my mom is for.

Who else would like to go?

I'll go. Hi, I'm Jill, I'm an alcoholic.

- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry, it's all I got.

Mmm. Mm.

I hope you're aware you're
eating your feelings.

Hey, I got to put something in my
mouth. My boyfriend's in Croatia.

Nice, Mom. Classy.

No, no, they don't make
French fries for happy people.

Violet. What's going on? Are you okay?

No!

Aw, what happened?

Gregory broke up with
me. The wedding is off.

Oh, my God.

Would it be okay if I
moved back in with you?

Now you may have a fry.

So what did the bastard do?

We don't know that he's a bastard.

He's seeing someone else.

That bastard.

What tipped you off?

Does he come home, take a
shower, then go straight to bed,

too tired for sex 'cause
he had a rough day at work?

Mom, this isn't about
what men have done to you.

I'm talking about what I've done to men.

Has he lost weight
lately? Did he join a gym?

Yeah, he has.

Teeth whitening strips or
did he go to the dentist?

He went to the dentist!

Oh, honey. I'm so sorry.

Wait, before we bury this relationship,

have you and Gregory talked about
going and seeing a therapist?

Mom, he doesn't love me
anymore. Just let it go!

How much did you spend
on the wedding dress?

Shut up.

- How much time do we have?
- Not a lot.

Let's just grab her stuff and get out.

What about those big
potted plants in the lobby?

We're not here to just
randomly steal things.

Then why'd you bring me?

Hello?

Gregory?

We're good.

You get Violet's clothes,
I'll get the rest of her stuff.

Got it.

- Christy? Are we just gonna get her
- Yeah?

things, or are we gonna go all
helter-skelter on the joint?

Just getting her things.

We'll revisit it on the way out.

Does Violet drink espresso?

I don't know, maybe.

Then this is probably hers.

You're eating his food?

May I remind you that
cheating son of a bitch

broke your daughter's heart.

Clear out the fridge.

I feel like we hit the jackpot
at Bed, Bath and Beyond.

You think that's Violet's
giant flat screen TV?

It's bigger than ours, so yes.

Oh.

Hello.

Phyllis, hi.

We didn't expect to see you here.

Yeah, I get that from the looting.

We're just getting my daughter's things.

And some of my son's.

I gave him that espresso machine.

Oh. Sorry, it looks just
like the one we gave Violet.

Okay, we're just gonna take
this stuff out to the car,

and then I'll come back for
the rest of Violet's clothes.

I'm sorry things didn't work out.

Yeah, me too, but what are you
gonna do? Your son met someone else.

What?

Please.

My Gregory with two
women at the same time?

Two donuts, maybe.

That's what Violet said.

Are you saying my daughter lied to me?

Yeah.

Or maybe you raised a scumbag of a son.

Oh, now he's a scumbag?

You really don't have
a second gear, do you?

Well, what did Gregory tell you?

My son, who has never lied to me,

told me that Violet
has been drinking a lot

and doing the pot and the ecstasy.

Okay, first of all, there's no
"the" in front of pot and ecstasy.

You would know.

And I think I would know
if Violet had a problem.

You sure about that?

You know what, Phyllis? I've got a
daughter at home crying her eyes out.

I am not gonna stand
here and argue with you.

- I'll stay.
- Come on!

Screw her, blaming Violet.

Well, wait till she realizes
she's having mustard for dinner.

And we're taking those plants.

I said I'd know if Violet had a
problem with drugs and alcohol,

but the more I think
about it, I'm not sure.

Oh, come on. Are you gonna
listen to Mahjong Sally?

Why would she lie?

Well, she's just repeating
what Gregory told her.

We're just repeating
what Violet told us.

So, who you gonna believe?

I want to believe my
daughter, but, you know,

when has that ever worked out?

- Mom?
- In the kitchen.

This might get heavy. Will it
bother you if I make popcorn?

- Did you get all my stuff?
- It's on the sofa.

And in the fridge.

You didn't happen to
see Gregory, did you?

No, but we ran into his mother.

Really? What'd she say?

Well, she kind of had a
different take on things.

What does that mean?

She said that the reason you and
Gregory broke up was because...

you've been partying a lot.

And you believed her?

No, but I think it's worth
having a conversation.

Why don't you ever take my
side? You always think the worst.

Well, then tell me otherwise.
Tell me you're not getting loaded.

I shouldn't have to. I think
you should just trust me.

- I do, it's just...
- I am in college, Mom.

I go out with my
friends, we have drinks.

Occasionally, we'll
smoke a little bit of pot.

We are not all drunks and
drug addicts like you two!

Hey! I only did drugs
to manage my alcoholism.

So what do you think?

I don't know. I want to believe her.

- But do you? I asked you first.
- Do you?

If I'm gonna be honest, I'm worried.

Think we should ask her to
go to an AA meeting with us?

Be kind of cool. We'd have our own row.

Yeah. Nothing cooler than that.

My question is, how do
I tell the difference

between a full-blown alcoholic,

and a normal college student
who's just having fun?

That's a tough one. It's like

kids today use college as an
excuse to stay drunk all the time.

It's not just today.

When I went to San Diego State,
my sorority had vodka on tap.

Best seven years of my life.

Do you remember jungle juice?

Oh, yeah. Kool-Aid,
fruit and grain alcohol

all mixed together in a giant trash can.

I remember one time I was drinking

that stuff at a frat party, and
I puked through the screen door.

The juice went outside, and the chunks
of fruit stayed in the kitchen with me.

This is not making me feel better.

Well, hang on.

A lot of my college roommates
partied just as much as I did,

and they don't have a problem.

Other than being in loveless
marriages with ugly children.

Christy, I know it's painful
because it's your kid,

but nothing changes the fact that
this is a self-diagnosed disease.

So I'm just supposed to do nothing?

- You can pray for her.
- So nothing.

Ooh, you know what was another
great college drink? Vodka and Tang.

Oh, I loved those. The
screwdriver the astronauts drank.

Okay, the point is only Violet
can say if she has a problem,

and if that day ever does come,

at least she has a sober
mom who'll know how to help.

- And grandmother.
- Sure.

It's 2:00 a.m. What are you doing?

Prepping some ribs. Want a slab?

No. What's going on?

I was having phone sex with Adam,

and lost the connection
right before I...

Anyway, I'm making spicy and mild.

Take your pick.

I'm gonna gain so much weight
'cause your boyfriend's out of town.

What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep. I kept
listening for Violet to come in.

Ooh, I forgot about her.
That could have been awkward.

It's so weird having
her back in the house.

I mean, I know she's not a kid
anymore, but I still worry like she is.

Mmm, I know how you feel.

When you were her age and staying
out all night, I was a nervous wreck.

- You used to wait up for me?
- Of course.

I mean, I had a little help from
the old Peruvian marching powder,

but, uh, that only
added to the paranoia.

For a while there, I was convinced
the CIA had replaced you with a clone.

How do you know they didn't, Mom?

Don't do that.

Oh, God, this can't be good.

Hello?

Who?

Oh, Phyllis. What's wrong?

- Oh, no.
- What?

Violet showed up at
Gregory's drunk off her ass.

Phyllis, I am so sorry.
We'll be right there.

Okay. She's alive.

- What do you want to do?
- Kill her.

Just let me get these ribs
in the oven, and I'll drive.

I'm so sorry about this.

Yeah, well, what are you gonna do,
you know? The joys of parenthood.

Really? Curlers?

Forgive me. I didn't
know I'd be entertaining.

Where is Violet?

Last I looked, she was puking in the
toilet I cleaned just this afternoon.

I got this.

I'd offer you something to eat, but
there's nothing in my refrigerator!

Oh, yeah, sorry about that.

Where's Gregory?

Well, he was pretty upset about
the relationship falling apart,

so he and a couple of
friends went to Mexico

to catch fish and maybe chlamydia.

Did Violet happen to mention
why she showed up here

in the middle of the night?

Between the booze and the crying,
she wasn't making a lot of sense,

but I think she's still in love.

Oh. My poor baby.

Yeah. It's very sad.

You know, some very fashionable
women still use curlers.

Very colorful. What
is that, Jell-O shots?

Yeah.

See, your old grandma knows
what the kids are drinking.

Are you gonna tell me I'm an alcoholic?

Nope, that's up to you to decide.

I will tell you you
have vomit in your hair,

so you can draw your own conclusions.

I just miss Gregory.

I get it. We're having pork ribs
for breakfast because I miss Adam.

Ribs?

That's okay. More for me.

I always thought if I got her through
her teen years, it would get easy.

You know when it gets easy
being a mother? When you're dead.

And even then, you might worry a little.

I owe you an apology.

I know that Gregory
wasn't cheating on Violet.

You don't have to apologize.

We all want to believe our own child.

I just can't help feeling
like it's my fault.

I drank, and now Violet drinks.

Do you blame your
mother 'cause you drank?

I used to.

Not anymore.

Then why don't you give
yourself a break with Violet?

Yeah, maybe.

Besides, if it's always
the parents' fault,

then I have to be responsible
every time my son behaves

like a pompous schmuck.

"A pompous schmuck"?

I say it with love.

Well, I always liked Gregory.

I mean, I had my doubts
about their relationship,

but... I liked it that Violet
had someone to take care of her.

She still has someone
to take care of her.

Oy.

Oy, indeed.

I think she's empty.

Let's get you home.

- Thank you, Phyllis.
- Yeah, I'd say anytime,

except I think once is enough.

You know, even though the wedding's off,

doesn't mean we can't be friends.

Aw, you really need a mom, don't you?

So bad.

Hey. I'm standing right here.

Call me.

Look at her. Just a few days ago,
she was someone else's problem.

Hey, that's your daughter. She's
not a problem, she's a burden.

Good point. You can solve a problem.

I still don't know if she's one of us.

- I'm thinking not.
- Why?

God doesn't tell the same
joke three times in a row.

Boy, I hope not.

Give her time. She'll settle down. And
if she doesn't, she knows where to go.

I guess.

Hey, Mom,

I'm sorry for all those nights
I made you wait up for me.

Thank you.

I always thought I wasn't
hurting anybody but myself.

Well, the important thing
is we have each other now.

Mm.

This hug would mean more
if you stopped chewing.

_

Who's there?!

It's me. Open the door.

Who's "me"?

Christy.

Your daughter.

How do I know it's really you?

Who else would it be?

Someone the government
wants me to think is you.

Oh, come on. Why would they do that?

Because they know I know what they know.

Now go away, or I'll set my dog on you.

- We don't have a dog.
- Yes, we do.

Rex, down! You've
already killed once today.

You know what, I'm just
gonna go sleep in the car.

You do that.

Rex, get off the couch.

Who's there?!