Nip/Tuck (2003–2010): Season 6, Episode 5 - Abigail Sullivan - full transcript

Previously on Nip/Tuck:

My husband and I are with the kids.

I can't sleep in those campers anyway.
They're so cramped.

I need to go.

Sean!

I heard about you, the mime.

- Robbing people.
- Can you mime "dead"?

I can't see, for God's sake.
Linda. Suction, now.

It's me again.

Just call me.

Your son is gonna be fine.



- Thank God.
- He was very lucky you got him out.

Another 15 minutes
would've been too late for all of you.

Can I see him?
- No word from your wife?

No. Not yet.

We need those for evidence.
Make sure you keep them.

It's for his own good, all right?
He needs to learn how to be a man.

Let's just save his life right now,
talk about destroying it later.

Close him up.

It's about Teddy.

Where did you take her?

I want to see her.

We had searched the woods
near the campground and...

...what we found was...

...a human heart.



Are you certain it's hers?

DNA matched hair samples
from the camper.

We're gonna catch this bastard
before he does it again.

Sean.

I'm gonna go in and check on Matt.

And, um, there's someone here
to see you.

The police really don't have any idea?

And you never saw anyone
who could've...?

We were sleeping.

Thank God
that Conor and Annie are okay.

That's the most important thing.

You should take Matt's room
while he's recovering.

I'm so glad you're here.

Well, if you need anyone
to help with the funeral arrangements...

...I'd be happy to do that with you.
- Thank you.

But I'm not staying, Sean.

Why?

I don't think that pretending we're a family
right now is what the kids need.

And with all that's going on with Matt?

They've seen enough.

What's that supposed to mean?

- I don't wanna fight you on this.
- Fight me?

- I thought you were here to help.
- I am.

I just can't get over the fact that
you put our kids in harm's way like that.

You think this is my fault?

I think that your judgment
wasn't as it should've been.

Screw you, Julia.

Well, then what about Matt, huh?

He was living in your house.

How could you not know
what was going on?

Mom, when this show is over,
can Conor and I watch another?

- No.
- Yeah.

You can watch one more
and that's it.

You can do whatever you want.
I have a funeral to plan.

- How's Conor?
He'll be fine.

Annie?

Well, let's just say
this visit hasn't done...

...a whole lot
to restore her sense of stability.

Oh, my God, I keep telling myself
that he's a good kid...

...that he's just finding himself.

We're not helping
by coming to his rescue all the time.

I think we should go to the police.

You want me to say that it's okay
for my kid to go to jail?

Well, it might be the best thing
for him, you know?

It hasn't worked for him,
coming out here, has it?

Let the prison system teach him
right from wrong...

...because I couldn't?

Maybe, I mean, just maybe,
it's not because of his parents...

...or his teachers, or his school
or the freaks he calls friends.

I mean, it could be in his DNA.

You know, my dad was a rapist.
Maybe it skips a generation.

Don't say that. He is a good kid.

No, Julia. He's not a good kid.

You just can't admit it
because the truth is too painful.

But we need to do something different.

For his sake as well as ours.

I've contacted a lawyer and told him
that Matt is gonna turn himself in.

Since he was the only one
he managed to hurt...

...maybe the judge will be lenient on him.

- And Sean agrees with you?
- No.

Sean doesn't agree with me.
That's where I need your help.

You know it's the best thing for him.

I need your support.

He looks like an angel, doesn't he?

Looks can be deceiving.

There comes a time you have to surrender
the idea of who your children could be...

...to the reality of who they actually are.

Tell us what you don't like
about yourself, Ms. Sullivan.

I like myself fine. It's my sister Moira.

I want you to get her off my back.

I mean, "it off my back. "

I promised my therapist
I would never call it "her" again.

This is Moira.

I absorbed her in utero.

She... It is...

Well, I don't really know
the medical term.

- Parasitic twin.
Yes.

Except, I'm not supposed to use
the word "twin" anymore either.

It's just a bunch of extra bone,
blood, and tissue mass.

See.

That's her little leg
and that's part of an arm.

This the first time
you've considered removal?

Well, Mother had planned to have her re...

It removed
when I was no longer a toddler...

...but by that time she was Moira.

She was part of the family...

...and surgery became something
we kept putting off.

So she actually became real to you?

Mother lived
in a powerful fantasy world.

And her belief that Moira was
her other daughter took over our lives.

And I was so young,
it just seemed normal.

Where was your father?
Did he just go along with this?

No, there was no father.
It was always just us.

She could make one and one
add up to three, my mother.

I couldn't argue with her.

She was the source of everything
for me.

All things good and all things terrifying.

She used to make me play piano
for her and Moira.

Since I was the one
who was chosen to survive...

...I felt like I owed it to them
to be doubly brilliant.

She projected her own little world
onto you...

...never thought about
what that might do to you?

I call that child abuse.

That's amazing.
That's what my therapist says.

Mother is gone now.

And I'm making my debut at Royce Hall.

I never could play publicly before
because I looked like such a...

Well, you know, you're looking at me.

I want to wear an ivory gown
with bare shoulders.

I want to be seen as a real woman.

For so long, I tried to be the good girl.

The good girl who survived
what they wanted me to be.

Now it's my turn.

Oh. No address books or even small mail.

Are you sure the movers
packed up everything?

No pictures, no records. Nothing.

It's like Teddy just vanished into thin air.

You know, maybe someone else
came to her condo...

...and cleaned it out before we got there.

- Well, like who?
- I don't know.

- Some friend, relative.
- Why don't you call them?

I don't know their names, okay?

You never met
any of her friends or family?

She was from Texas, Julia.

Well, she had very expensive taste
in clothes.

We know that much about her.

- All right, if you're gonna be disparaging...
- I didn't mean anything by it.

Yes, you did, all right?

You're insinuating
I didn't know very much about her.

How stupid could I have been
that I didn't know anything.

Love is blind, Sean.

I mean, I'm the same way with Matt.

After all the lies, the betrayals,
the drug addiction, on and on and on...

...I just refuse to admit
that he's a bad kid.

Or that I'm a bad parent.

You weren't a bad parent.

Yes, I was. We both were.

Admitting the truth
is the first step to healing.

I'm not saying it
makes the pain go away...

...but God knows, it helps.

I sucked as a father.

I was selfish, obsessed with my career.

I never took the time
to get to know Matt.

Or Teddy.

It was easier to make them up.

Matt's a fugitive, Sean.

He needs to turn himself in to the police.

We both know that, right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Matt's gone, Sean.

Where do you think he is?

Holed up in some
shitty roadside hotel somewhere...

...figuring out how we're gonna
bail him out again, like we always do.

I'm worried he might get an infection.
He hasn't healed yet.

Further proof that
we should've called the cops earlier.

At least if he was in custody...

...we'd know that he'd be getting
proper medical attention.

- Lf anything happens to him...
Sean, just go home.

Okay? Just go home.
Mourn your wife and your son.

I got it.

Do you think that her twin
ever had consciousness?

I mean, before she was absorbed
into Abigail's shoulder?

- Do you think she had a soul?
I prefer not thinking about it.

I've gotta think about separating
Moira's feeding vessel...

...from Abigail's subclavian artery
without losing Abigail.

Ten blade.

I'm gonna tie off the vessel.

I need you to drop the lung
so I can get access.

Watch the pulse ox and let me know
when you need to give her a breath, okay?

Three-0 silk suture.

Give her a breath.

Okay.

Now the fun part.

Now all she needs
is the courage to be herself.

No mean feat.

I thought you were at work.

I thought you were halfway to Mexico.

I needed some money first.

Stashed some here a while ago
in case you went through my room again.

You shouldn't be moving
around right now.

- You need rest, you need...
- No, I need to go.

All right, all right. Come here.

Oh, Matt.

Stay right here.

I'm really sorry
I put you through all of this.

I'm sorry I was a lousy father.

What're you talking about?
You were a great dad.

I never saw you for who you were.

I only saw you
for who I wanted you to be.

If I were tougher...

I don't know, less forgiving,
more forgiving...

I never got it right with you.

And here we are.

What I did...

...I did because of me,
because of who I am.

It's not your fault.

Matt.

You're my oldest, my first.

The first person in this world
who I loved more than myself.

I will always be responsible for you.

You don't have to be responsible
for me anymore.

Let me go.

If only this once.

It's a little more complicated than that.

Doesn't have to be.

You gotta change that every six hours...

...so you don't get an infection.

And try not to pull out the stitches.

I love you, Matt.

Go.

Dr. McNamara?

Listen, thanks for coming.

Why don't you have a seat?

A highway patrolman...

...pulled over a suspect
off Route 14 in Lancaster.

Uh-huh.

Well, he saw blood
on the suspect's hands.

He asked him to open the trunk,
and inside...

...he found your wife's head in a box.

He... He cut off her head?

Let me call a grief counselor for you.

No. No.

Where's the rest of her?

He won't tell us
unless he speaks with you.

What did you do with my wife's body?

Which part?

Just tell me where she is.

Well, I hope you're planning
on having her cremated...

...given that your wife is a bit...

...scattered.

Then again,
when disposing of toxic waste...

...it's best to break it down
before burning it.

You know, people think...

...that lethal injection is painless.

But Thiopental may not provide
enough anesthesia...

...for the duration of the execution.

Took one man 34 minutes to die.

People said his eyes were open...

...his mouth was moving the entire time.

Well, then I better
think of something great to say.

You seem to be quite well-versed
on this subject.

I used to be one of those doctors
against the death penalty.

But, you know,
I am going to request permission...

...to administer the stuff myself...

...because I want you to feel...

...everything.

Well, that's harsh.

You want to prolong my death...

...after I went to such great lengths
to prevent yours.

What are you talking about?

Aah! Okay, okay.

We have a lot of money. My husband,
he's a big-shot plastic surgeon.

And he's got a huge life insurance policy.

Oh, okay. Well,
then I'll give you my address...

...so that you can send me a check
in 40 years when he dies.

No, it won't be that long.

Look, I'll tell you the truth.

I'm going to kill him.
I almost pulled it off tonight.

- Did you?
- Yes.

Why do you think I came up to you?
You'd be the perfect alibi.

Lying bitch.

You came after me like an animal in heat.

- You got kids?
- They're his.

In order to get the money,
you had to get them out of the way too?

Animals don't kill their young.

You're a bug.

Insect.

A spider.

Hey, you know how a black widow
kills its prey?

First, it wraps itself around it...

...then spins a cocoon...

...then squeezes...

Shh. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

- Until its prey stops moving.

Would you like to hear
what I did after that?

I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch!

You lie! You lie!

I'm gonna be there!
I am gonna watch you die!

You hear me? I'm gonna be there!

I'm gonna watch you die!

Hey, you ought to be thanking me.

I saved your life!

Hey, beautiful.

How's my girl, huh?

I'm so happy to see you. Yes.

I could have you arrested
for breaking and entering, you know.

Well, if you don't want me visiting,
you shouldn't leave a key under the mat.

You can't just sneak in here
in the middle of the night, Matt.

Yeah, well, I wanted to see my daughter,
if that was okay with you.

- Well, no. It's not.
- Yeah, well, tough shit. Ow.

What's the matter with you?
Are you okay?

- I got shot.
- You got shot? How?

I was stupid and I got shot. I'm fine.

I was desperate.

I needed some money,
and I started doing shit...

...robbing convenience stores.

I know I've been
a little behind in payments.

Okay.

Where are you going?

Mexico, I guess.

I hear you can get lost down there.

I'll try to call Jenna when I can...

...so she doesn't forget
who her father is.

Wait.

Take me with you.

You didn't wanna live with me
when I was here.

Why would you wanna leave
everything...

...and come and live with me
when I'm a fugitive?

Leave what? Look at this place.
It's a dump.

Electrolysis doesn't exactly pay the rent,
Matt...

...and dildo sales are down.
It's the goddamn economy.

I need to get out of here too.

Maybe, we could be a family again.

What do you say?

He did beautiful work, my partner.

It was a tricky surgery.

By tricky, do you mean I could've died?

In a word, yes.

I'm very grateful.

I don't know how to tell you
how different I feel.

I'm so happy.

I'm also kind of scared.

It's gonna take a little time
to get used to the new you.

Be patient with yourself.

I had a dream last night,
I was in the middle of my concert...

...and all these people were clapping
and yelling "brava. "

I saw my mother's face in the audience.

She was screaming, "You killed her. "

I forgot the notes.

Do you think there's any way
that I could see her?

Moira?

I promised my therapist
I'd take her home...

The stuff home...

...and do a little ritual, for closure.

Try to say goodbye...

...bury the remains forever.

This is it.

The stuff.

This is it?

This is Moira?

She really is just medical waste.

Oh, my God.

This must be hard for you to see.
I'm sorry.

I gave up half my life for medical waste?

Why did I do that?

Was I crazy?

That's so pathetic.

Okay.

Oh, shoot. She's wet.

Okay. Give me 50 bucks.
I'm gonna go in...

...I'm gonna change her,
I'm gonna pay and you pump. Okay?

Good girl. Okay.

I think it was a mistake
to bring you and Jenna with me.

It's too dangerous.

No. Matt. It's...

Here. Here.

I want you to take this, okay?

It's enough for a cab ride back to L.A.

Or call someone
to come and pick you up.

What are you gonna do?
Leave us here in the middle of nowhere?

And what if something happens
to you and Jenna, huh?

- I would never forgive myself for that.
- Yeah, but what about you?

You can't sit up, let alone drive a car.

Now, we're gonna be in Mexico
in a couple of hours.

We're gonna find a cute little place
by the beach...

...and we're gonna eat
fish tacos and coconuts all day.

You and I have each other now,
and that's all we need.

We're Bonnie and Clyde, remember?

Okay. Well, we'll be right back, all right?
Come on.

Say bye to Daddy. Bye-bye.

You guys made good time here.

Take it easy.

We don't wanna make a scene here,
right?

- Were you following us?
- Actually, I was waiting here for you.

- You were waiting?
- Yup. I was waiting.

I called her
as soon as I found out you left.

So everything she said,
it's been nothing but a lie?

Don't blame her, Matty.

Okay? She just needed to
keep you occupied...

...so I could catch up.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on, close the door.

Come on. It's over, Matty.

Okay? Your body can't take anymore.

We need to get you home,
get you better.

Then you can turn yourself in.
Nobody else needs to get hurt.

Oh...

- I want you to get out.
- Jesus, Matt.

Don't be stupid.

That's what I am, isn't it?
What you always thought of me?

- Just put the gun away.
- Why disappoint you now?

Put the gun away, Matt.

You have three seconds.

- One...
- What are you gonna do, shoot me?

...two...
- I love you, Matty.

Okay? You're my son.

I don't want you to get hurt anymore,
all right?

Come on. We can talk about this
on the way home.

Shit.

I got nothing left to lose, Christian.

Get out.

Get out.

I always wanted better for you, Matty.

Goodbye, Christian.

I'm sorry, I have to tell you like this.

We didn't wanna call you in
until all the details were confirmed, but...

Glen Sanders,
ophthalmologist from Tampa.

Married in 2001, died six months later.

Insurance paid 500 grand on that.

You got Darryl Jefferson,
cardiac surgeon from Houston, Texas.

Married in 2002,
deceased three months later.

Seven-fifty on that policy.

Lan McKenzie, podiatrist.

Married in '04 for nine months...

...before he slips and falls in the shower.
Only a quarter mil.

Then we come to Harland Frank,
plastic surgeon from Sin City.

Died of an overdose of nitrous oxide.

Now, that was a big payday...

...over a million.

And then, of course, over there...

How'd you find all this out?

Once her face got out there in the papers,
we got a call from Dr. Frank's nurses...

...telling us all about Dixie.
- Who's Dixie?

That was the name she used
when she worked there.

So, we looked into Harland's death,
we retraced her footsteps...

...and the pattern emerged.

Her name was Elizabeth Byron.

Born in Vermont to military parents...

Hey? Dr. McNamara?

What?

We found her body.

- Her body?
- Yeah. Thanks to you.

Technically, you're still married.
You're the only known relative.

I do have to ask you
what you wanna do with the remains.

Burn them.

I've been waiting for you.

I don't understand.

These stitches should've held.
What happened?

It didn't go like I planned.

It started out well.

The audience was so kind and receptive.

There were so many faces.

I'm concerned about an infection.

Just need to get you on some antibiotics
before we do anything.

I'm not clear on
what caused this rupture.

All day I'd been practicing,
and it wasn't going well.

My anxiety was building.

By the time I got to my dressing room,
I was feeling really weird.

I told my therapist to leave...

...to take her seat in the audience.

I just needed the comfort
of her little hand on my shoulder.

I couldn't do it alone.

The stage manager
didn't want me to go on...

...but I knew it was now or never.

You have to put it in, just this.

She won't take any of my blood,
it's just her little arm.

No one will know but me.

What's the harm?

Can you make sure
Linda gets her another liter of saline.

We need to increase her blood volume.

What are you gonna do with Moira?

After I told Abigail that I would not
sew her back into her shoulder...

...I promised that I'd call a mortician.

She's gonna get a proper burial.

Why is it that we see
what we want to believe...

...but we don't believe what we see?

Because we have hope.

Because we want to believe in the good.

Because, usually, the truth just sucks.

Her body temp is 101.

Her heart rate is down to 105.

Looks like the antibiotics
are fighting the sepsis.

I think she's gonna survive.

And so are you.

Sean, Matt's on the phone.

It stings like crazy.

Gonna be tender for a little while.

You just have to keep an eye on it.

Thanks.

Couldn't just leave you like that.

I'd have understood if you did.

But I know why you didn't.

I don't know
when I'm gonna see you again.

I should go.

Take care of yourself.

I'll do my best.

You did the right thing, Dad.

Drop the bag.

Turn around,
walk with your back towards us.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be
used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney,
one will be appointed to you by the court.

Annie, get your jacket.
Can you check all the drawers?

We don't wanna have to come back.

Where are you going?

I'm taking the kids to a hotel.
We'll be more comfortable there.

Away from me?

Like you've been doing a perfect job.

Sean, come on.
You need to take care of yourself right now.

You can't just take them away from me.

I already lost one kid today,
I'm not losing the other two.

For God's sake, Sean,
take a look at yourself.

You are wandering about
in some kind of haze, you know.

You marry a woman
you don't even know...

...someone who puts you
and your children's lives at risk...

...who tries to kill you.

And the saddest part is,
you refuse to believe it.

I don't need a lecture from you.

If you wanna continue to live in
the world according to Sean, that's fine.

But it's not a safe place for your kids.

One day, you'll see
that this is for the best.

I know it.