Nurse Jackie (2009–2015): Season 2, Episode 6 - Bleeding - full transcript
Jackie sleeps with Eddie at his apartment and tells him to stop seeing Kevin. Posters with Dr. Cooper's face are plastered all over the city, much to the disgust of Jackie and Dr. O'Hara. Jackie treats a female Iraq war vet with PTSD. Dr. O'Hara's ex, Sarah Khouri, comes to town and they're back on. With Eddie and the Pill-O-Matix becoming less reliable sources, Jackie finds ways to get pills. Eddie ignores Jackie's request and invites Kevin out. Jackie allows Fiona to have a fake cast on her arm for her birthday.
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Kaitlyn and Fi touched
them with their bare hands
and filled them
full of their bacteria.
Washing your hands every two
minutes is kind of crazy, if you ask me.
Ooh, that's a lot.
"Number 23. All Saints
Hospital, "Dr. Fitch Cooper"?
How did this happen?
We want to launch
a citywide campaign
featuring you as
the face of All Saints.
You know Sarah Khouri?
God, I could not love her more.
Yeah, well... Get in line.
When I get nervous, I act out
with inappropriate sexual touches.
It's like Tourette's.
You and me, tonight,
third-base line.
I think I'm pregnant.
Wow.
Are you jealous of Ginny Flynn?
You're overreacting.
No, I am reacting.
I get to react, okay?
Coffee, black
with a little milk.
Oh, God, I love this place.
You always remember
how I take my coffee.
Yes. I remember all
things that pertain to her.
I like your new
sheets, very soft.
I'm glad you worked through
your cotton-poly-blend phase.
Stick around, you'll learn
all kinds of things about me.
Now I forget, you have
heard of CDs, right?
You hear that? You
hear those lows?
Digital is bullshit.
I guess.
I pretty much stopped
listening to music
when the Teletubbies
moved into my home.
That's funny.
You know the Teletubbies?
I'm a cultured man.
I shouldn't talk about my kids.
Why not? It's your life. What
are you gonna talk about?
Yes, it is. My fabulous life.
Give me an example.
Of what?
What you do. What's tonight?
Come on.
Uh, let's see.
Tonight, Gracie is having a
sleepover with her friend Kaitlyn.
You do not like Kaitlyn.
No, I do not.
How about Kevin?
What's he up to?
Okay. That I can't do.
I'm sorry.
This thing with you
guys hanging out,
it's very cute,
but it's gotta stop.
Got it.
I got a couple of Roxies
laying around if you want them.
No. My back's
pretty good actually.
And FYI,
I am here because I like you,
not because you have drugs.
Ah. You like me, huh?
What do you want
me to say, Eddie?
What do you think?
I gotta go.
See you.
Hey. Hey.
That smells good.
How was work?
Oh.
You know, fine. Crazy.
Did you pick up the movies?
Oh, shit. Honey,
no, I'm sorry. I didn't.
You know what?
I'll go get them now.
No, no, no, it's fine.
You're here. Just stay here.
Take over for me, please.
All right.
Okay, girls. Corn's ready.
Dad, can I have a Coke?
Negative.
Hi, Grace, honey. Thanks
for asking. My day was fine.
Popcorn! Ow!
Kaitlyn tripped me!
No, I didn't.
Okay, let me take a look.
This kitchen stinks. I
think you're burning it.
It's better that
way. No, it's not.
Well, it's better than nothing.
You look okay to me, kiddo.
It's a good thing. I didn't feel like
setting any broken bones tonight.
I want a broken bone
with a cast on my arm!
I could get one for my birthday.
Retarded.
Kaitlyn! Be nice.
Okay, cranberry or apple juice?
Cranberry. I don't care.
Coke? No, Fi. No Coke.
Hey, do you still wear diapers?
Kaitlyn, honey, listen to me.
Shut the fuck up.
What?
What?
She is not a nice kid.
Her home life is a mess.
Might want to lighten up.
Do you know what happened
to my Joni Mitchell albums?
Nope.
Oh, fuck.
Motorcycle accident,
ETA two minutes!
Let's focus, people! Can
we move a little faster?
Zoey, go easy, honey.
They're fine, they're okay.
Not seeing a lot of
people on their toes!
Other than Jackie and me.
Oh, geez. I'm sorry. I
gotta go, and not pee.
I can't wipe.
Jackie.
Zoey. Sam!
Hey, are you the
guy on the bus stops?
You saw that?
You're a doctor, huh? I
thought you were a model.
I mean, you look like a model.
Well, thank you.
Jealous much, Jackie?
"If looks could
cure." No, I'm good.
I am doing what it takes to bring the
sick and the injured into this hospital
so that I can cure them.
Call Ortho. Tell them the face of
All Saints is just about done here.
You've got to give him
a hand in the bathroom.
I told you to do it.
She's got a code coming in.
We all set? Everybody happy?
I'm happy if you're happy.
34-year-old female, lost control
of her motorcycle on the FDR.
Running two large-bore
IVs, wide open, 69 over 40.
Get respiratory with a vent.
All right, who's with me?
Transfer. Ready.
One, two, three.
Who's working my lines? - Zoey.
Me, certainly, right now.
Oh, that leg's a
bit humpty-dumpty.
Probably massive
internal bleeding. Shit.
Name, what's her name?
Jennifer.
Jennifer, are you with
us? Can you hear me?
I'm still here.
What's that, honey?
Where am I?
You're in All Saints Hospital.
You've been in an accident.
I'm fucking alive? Yes, you are.
We're gonna take
very good care of you.
No. Fuck. Please don't.
We're gonna get you
out of pain first, okay?
Good fucking luck.
Can I have 100 of Sux
and 40 of Etomidate?
Sux and Etomidate.
Zoey, call the OR.
"All gave some, some gave
all." Wow, she's in the service.
Zoey, call the OR. Now.
Bet her spleen is all but shot.
You don't need your spleen.
Actually, Zoey, you do.
She's right. Incredibly.
New research says spleens
produce all the monocytes.
Hugs for the continuing
education, Dr. Cooper.
You'll let us know the
next big thing, won't you?
At least I get my information
from medical journals,
not from AOL like Jackie.
Well, he's got me there.
Hi, are you Trey? Yeah.
Hi, Dr. O'Hara wanted
me to update you.
We are doing everything we can,
but I'm not gonna blue-sky you.
She has a ruptured
spleen and that's not good.
Okay.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
No one's allowed
over the yellow line.
Sorry. Hi, Tony
Frambi. I'm with Cellulab.
We are overrun with you guys.
If I could...
Nurse Peyton, just leave you
with a few samples. It's my first day.
It's not gonna work.
Thank you anyway.
Flopro is new for
incontinence, excellent results.
And Joyfulax is a real
up-and-comer for depression.
Okay, this is an ER, Tony. People
don't come here 'cause they're sad.
I mean, they do,
but that's not...
Um, you know what's
exciting? Capsaicin.
Studies show that it
treats neuropathic pain
better than any
barbiturate in its class.
Is that right? Yeah.
Uh, can I see the studies?
Yeah. I'll bring
them by tomorrow.
Oh, that's too much.
Please, I have plenty.
Okay, that's... I
don't... That's good.
Okay. It's fine. Okay.
See you tomorrow. Okay.
You believe this?
Who knew women
could be such pigs?
Me.
Chart for the motorcycle crash,
the girl with the ruptured spleen.
Poor spleen.
Minding its own
business, then... Bam!
Call it a day. Life as
you know it is over.
Over.
Zoey, get back here.
Um, I don't know
if it's hormones
or fear of being
a mother or what,
but you're getting
a little weird.
First of all, have you
had a pregnancy test?
No. No. Unnecessary.
And why is that?
I'm pregnant.
And you know this how?
Uh, I know my body
pretty well and they're...
Jackie, walk with me, please.
The good news is
our endowment's intact
even though our
revenues are down.
The bad news is...
The bad news is under your arm.
Don't speak. Listen.
If anyone knows what a
crock of shit this is, it's me.
But the hospital needs
this to work, so get behind it.
Why are we advertising
inside the hospital, Gloria?
The patients are already here.
This is not our field
of expertise, Jackie.
Our PR people have a
multi-pronged strategy.
This is one of the prongs.
They may not look like much to
you, but each of these costs $286.
Vandalizing or disfiguring any
Dr. Coopers will be met by a shit storm.
Don't test me.
Oh, Jacks. To think all of
this could've been yours.
Ladies.
Who's the handsome guy?
It may be my face,
but it's our body.
Speaking of our body,
what's wrong with it?
It doesn't appear to be quite
life-size, does it, Dr. Cooper?
That is weird. It's
more than weird.
I'd say it's a travesty.
It's a tiny little travesty.
Mmm. Miniature, really.
You think I'm stupid?
Fortunately, the face
of All Saints is not petty.
What?
Turn around.
You said you'd call.
I lied.
God, what's wrong with me?
This is Jackie? You
told her about me?
Come on, what else
would I talk about?
Where are we going
for lunch? Not Barneys.
Jackie, you pick.
Oh, no, I can't go
to lunch. Thank you.
There's sick people
all over the place.
There's one right over there
I've gotta deal with right now.
Exactly how drunk were we?
I don't know, but
we talk our way
onto an American military slope
in the Bavarian fucking Alps
and we tell them that
we're colonels' wives.
You did. I was a general's wife.
You were a general's
wife, I'm sorry.
But we're in the
line for the lift
and we just can't keep
our hands off each other.
We were a bit grabby!
You guys. I'd say!
We ended up telling
this gawking sergeant
that our husbands had been
deployed in Kosovo for over a year
and we're just
consoling each other.
We're just consoling each other.
Hmm. God. You're
settling in Washington?
That's what they tell me.
That's exciting.
No, not really. Well, good gig,
but once you've
talked your way out of
a drunk general's
tent in Mogadishu,
covering congressional
hearings doesn't exactly cut it.
Oh, great. A medieval
war has just broken out.
Someone's shot an
arrow into a man's lung.
Oh, Cupid is having a bad day.
I disagree.
Well, I've got the check.
Hey, that's absurd!
Oh, come on. In
six years of lunches,
I have never seen her
leave so much as a pickle.
Sorry?
No.
Wow. It really is an arrow.
Would I lie to you?
Some rich douche
bag drank his lunch
and then decided to
shoot an arrow off his roof.
Hang on a minute. You're
going after rich people who drink.
I don't think I like
that very much.
Right. Let's call
up to radiology
for a CAT scan
and a portable chest.
Got it.
Hey, can I ask you a
question about Zoey?
No.
Hey, Ronnie, how you doing?
You believe this?
It's brand new.
What's brand new?
I heard it, but I didn't
believe it. What?
Wow. RONNIE: Shot by an arrow.
Standing on Sixth.
You're here why?
I've never even been mugged.
Wow, check it out. Carbon King.
That's top of the
line right there.
Are you talking about
the freaking arrow?
Okay. Yes.
But my roommate in college
was a member of the archery club,
so I know a thing or two.
At the most. Please
get out of here.
It's brand new.
What, the arrow?
No. The lung.
Heavy is the head that
wears the crown, Dr. Cooper.
I've done the math.
I can cover all your shifts
during your maternity leave
if you cover me.
If you take my shifts,
my mom and I can
go to Holland, Michigan
for the Tulip Festival finally.
I told you about my
condition for your support,
not so you can plan a vacation.
I'm putting a bright
spin on things.
Hey, hold on a minute.
Yeah, I can do it.
Thank you. This has
been a dream of ours.
So, are you close
to your mother?
Not really.
She sold me into
slavery when I was four
and I lived on the streets
until a mission intervened.
One year for Halloween,
I went as a slave.
Kidding. I grew up in
Jersey, went to Rutgers.
Kidding. By slave I
meant Princess Leia.
Fucking motorcycle?
I'm sorry I curse so much.
Yeah, well, fuck that.
She serves in the Helmand
Province, okay? Kandahar.
Jesus Christ, what
do I tell my kids
if she dies right here at home?
I don't have the answer to that,
but you don't have to
cross that bridge yet.
She doesn't sleep, doesn't
cry, barely fucking eats.
She had this bike, like, this
Ducati, like 10 years ago.
Awesome, I mean,
awesome motorcycle.
Brad Pitt has one.
So I went out and spent like
$8,000 on a kick-ass motorcycle.
Thought it might clear
her head. You know?
Yeah, I know. I know.
Now look what I've done.
Oh, God, what did I do?
You were making her happy.
It was an accident, Trey. They're
called accidents for a reason.
Mmm-mmm. I'm not ready for this.
Being a mother's hard.
You know that already.
Didn't make it.
Bleeding!
My apologies.
Is she always this... Yeah.
I regret my behavior.
Good.
But can I just say that
miracles can happen every day?
Yeah, like the day they
invented rubbers. Try using them.
Hey. Hey, how's your day going?
You know, same old. Yours? Good.
So, I'm gonna do the
full disclosure thing,
you know, so there's
no more confusion.
I'm heading into the
city for happy hour.
We're gonna play
a little ping-pong.
Well, Jesus, Kevin,
I'm not your mom.
Ping-pong? Yeah.
Susan Sarandon opened up a club.
My friend Eddie got us a table.
I know you're leaving, but
I thought you should know
Mr. Conroy, arrow
guy, transplanted lung?
Yes?
The man who shot
him sent his driver in.
Where?
Your boss nearly kills my
patient and he sends his driver in.
There's 8 million
people in this fucking city.
What kind of a moron
shoots an arrow off a roof?
The man he hit waited three
years for a lung transplant.
Guess where he got hit?
Ma'am, my boss
is a freaking dick.
Can I just ask if
the guy's okay?
Well, yes. Miraculously, he is.
Why isn't your
dick-of-a-boss in jail?
The reckless endangerment
charges were dismissed.
He's connected.
So, you're here to apologize?
No.
I'm here for his arrow.
He's not in there, ma'am.
This a Mercedes?
S65 AMG.
Only 15 ever made.
Nice car.
It's really gorgeous.
Got heated seats?
What a beautiful
piece of machinery!
What kind of mileage you get?
You missed a spot.
Oh!
Hey, babe.
See what he just did?
Shit, man, that was good.
Hi, Jackie.
A little spin on that, huh?
Yeah, a lot of spin. Yeah.
Thirsty? They got
like 20 beers on tap.
Get us a pitcher? Yeah.
Yeah, let's get a pitcher.
Yeah? Yeah, thanks, man.
What the hell? What?
You told me to stop seeing
him. I never said I would.
Why, Eddie?
Hedging my bets
a little, I guess.
You lie to me again,
I tell him everything.
I see. So you just got the
whole thing figured out then?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Well, I guess we'll see
about that, won't we?
Here we go. All right!
Cheers. Cheers.
Kick his ass.
Will do.
You know this is pretend, right?
How long do I get to keep it on?
Well, I don't know.
Not just for my birthday,
but past it too, right?
We will see how you do.
Really, Fi? This is
really what you want?
Because this is gonna harden up
and you're gonna be
stuck with it for a little bit.
I know.
Mom?
Yes, honey.
Nothing's really broken.
Kaitlyn and Fi touched
them with their bare hands
and filled them
full of their bacteria.
Washing your hands every two
minutes is kind of crazy, if you ask me.
Ooh, that's a lot.
"Number 23. All Saints
Hospital, "Dr. Fitch Cooper"?
How did this happen?
We want to launch
a citywide campaign
featuring you as
the face of All Saints.
You know Sarah Khouri?
God, I could not love her more.
Yeah, well... Get in line.
When I get nervous, I act out
with inappropriate sexual touches.
It's like Tourette's.
You and me, tonight,
third-base line.
I think I'm pregnant.
Wow.
Are you jealous of Ginny Flynn?
You're overreacting.
No, I am reacting.
I get to react, okay?
Coffee, black
with a little milk.
Oh, God, I love this place.
You always remember
how I take my coffee.
Yes. I remember all
things that pertain to her.
I like your new
sheets, very soft.
I'm glad you worked through
your cotton-poly-blend phase.
Stick around, you'll learn
all kinds of things about me.
Now I forget, you have
heard of CDs, right?
You hear that? You
hear those lows?
Digital is bullshit.
I guess.
I pretty much stopped
listening to music
when the Teletubbies
moved into my home.
That's funny.
You know the Teletubbies?
I'm a cultured man.
I shouldn't talk about my kids.
Why not? It's your life. What
are you gonna talk about?
Yes, it is. My fabulous life.
Give me an example.
Of what?
What you do. What's tonight?
Come on.
Uh, let's see.
Tonight, Gracie is having a
sleepover with her friend Kaitlyn.
You do not like Kaitlyn.
No, I do not.
How about Kevin?
What's he up to?
Okay. That I can't do.
I'm sorry.
This thing with you
guys hanging out,
it's very cute,
but it's gotta stop.
Got it.
I got a couple of Roxies
laying around if you want them.
No. My back's
pretty good actually.
And FYI,
I am here because I like you,
not because you have drugs.
Ah. You like me, huh?
What do you want
me to say, Eddie?
What do you think?
I gotta go.
See you.
Hey. Hey.
That smells good.
How was work?
Oh.
You know, fine. Crazy.
Did you pick up the movies?
Oh, shit. Honey,
no, I'm sorry. I didn't.
You know what?
I'll go get them now.
No, no, no, it's fine.
You're here. Just stay here.
Take over for me, please.
All right.
Okay, girls. Corn's ready.
Dad, can I have a Coke?
Negative.
Hi, Grace, honey. Thanks
for asking. My day was fine.
Popcorn! Ow!
Kaitlyn tripped me!
No, I didn't.
Okay, let me take a look.
This kitchen stinks. I
think you're burning it.
It's better that
way. No, it's not.
Well, it's better than nothing.
You look okay to me, kiddo.
It's a good thing. I didn't feel like
setting any broken bones tonight.
I want a broken bone
with a cast on my arm!
I could get one for my birthday.
Retarded.
Kaitlyn! Be nice.
Okay, cranberry or apple juice?
Cranberry. I don't care.
Coke? No, Fi. No Coke.
Hey, do you still wear diapers?
Kaitlyn, honey, listen to me.
Shut the fuck up.
What?
What?
She is not a nice kid.
Her home life is a mess.
Might want to lighten up.
Do you know what happened
to my Joni Mitchell albums?
Nope.
Oh, fuck.
Motorcycle accident,
ETA two minutes!
Let's focus, people! Can
we move a little faster?
Zoey, go easy, honey.
They're fine, they're okay.
Not seeing a lot of
people on their toes!
Other than Jackie and me.
Oh, geez. I'm sorry. I
gotta go, and not pee.
I can't wipe.
Jackie.
Zoey. Sam!
Hey, are you the
guy on the bus stops?
You saw that?
You're a doctor, huh? I
thought you were a model.
I mean, you look like a model.
Well, thank you.
Jealous much, Jackie?
"If looks could
cure." No, I'm good.
I am doing what it takes to bring the
sick and the injured into this hospital
so that I can cure them.
Call Ortho. Tell them the face of
All Saints is just about done here.
You've got to give him
a hand in the bathroom.
I told you to do it.
She's got a code coming in.
We all set? Everybody happy?
I'm happy if you're happy.
34-year-old female, lost control
of her motorcycle on the FDR.
Running two large-bore
IVs, wide open, 69 over 40.
Get respiratory with a vent.
All right, who's with me?
Transfer. Ready.
One, two, three.
Who's working my lines? - Zoey.
Me, certainly, right now.
Oh, that leg's a
bit humpty-dumpty.
Probably massive
internal bleeding. Shit.
Name, what's her name?
Jennifer.
Jennifer, are you with
us? Can you hear me?
I'm still here.
What's that, honey?
Where am I?
You're in All Saints Hospital.
You've been in an accident.
I'm fucking alive? Yes, you are.
We're gonna take
very good care of you.
No. Fuck. Please don't.
We're gonna get you
out of pain first, okay?
Good fucking luck.
Can I have 100 of Sux
and 40 of Etomidate?
Sux and Etomidate.
Zoey, call the OR.
"All gave some, some gave
all." Wow, she's in the service.
Zoey, call the OR. Now.
Bet her spleen is all but shot.
You don't need your spleen.
Actually, Zoey, you do.
She's right. Incredibly.
New research says spleens
produce all the monocytes.
Hugs for the continuing
education, Dr. Cooper.
You'll let us know the
next big thing, won't you?
At least I get my information
from medical journals,
not from AOL like Jackie.
Well, he's got me there.
Hi, are you Trey? Yeah.
Hi, Dr. O'Hara wanted
me to update you.
We are doing everything we can,
but I'm not gonna blue-sky you.
She has a ruptured
spleen and that's not good.
Okay.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
No one's allowed
over the yellow line.
Sorry. Hi, Tony
Frambi. I'm with Cellulab.
We are overrun with you guys.
If I could...
Nurse Peyton, just leave you
with a few samples. It's my first day.
It's not gonna work.
Thank you anyway.
Flopro is new for
incontinence, excellent results.
And Joyfulax is a real
up-and-comer for depression.
Okay, this is an ER, Tony. People
don't come here 'cause they're sad.
I mean, they do,
but that's not...
Um, you know what's
exciting? Capsaicin.
Studies show that it
treats neuropathic pain
better than any
barbiturate in its class.
Is that right? Yeah.
Uh, can I see the studies?
Yeah. I'll bring
them by tomorrow.
Oh, that's too much.
Please, I have plenty.
Okay, that's... I
don't... That's good.
Okay. It's fine. Okay.
See you tomorrow. Okay.
You believe this?
Who knew women
could be such pigs?
Me.
Chart for the motorcycle crash,
the girl with the ruptured spleen.
Poor spleen.
Minding its own
business, then... Bam!
Call it a day. Life as
you know it is over.
Over.
Zoey, get back here.
Um, I don't know
if it's hormones
or fear of being
a mother or what,
but you're getting
a little weird.
First of all, have you
had a pregnancy test?
No. No. Unnecessary.
And why is that?
I'm pregnant.
And you know this how?
Uh, I know my body
pretty well and they're...
Jackie, walk with me, please.
The good news is
our endowment's intact
even though our
revenues are down.
The bad news is...
The bad news is under your arm.
Don't speak. Listen.
If anyone knows what a
crock of shit this is, it's me.
But the hospital needs
this to work, so get behind it.
Why are we advertising
inside the hospital, Gloria?
The patients are already here.
This is not our field
of expertise, Jackie.
Our PR people have a
multi-pronged strategy.
This is one of the prongs.
They may not look like much to
you, but each of these costs $286.
Vandalizing or disfiguring any
Dr. Coopers will be met by a shit storm.
Don't test me.
Oh, Jacks. To think all of
this could've been yours.
Ladies.
Who's the handsome guy?
It may be my face,
but it's our body.
Speaking of our body,
what's wrong with it?
It doesn't appear to be quite
life-size, does it, Dr. Cooper?
That is weird. It's
more than weird.
I'd say it's a travesty.
It's a tiny little travesty.
Mmm. Miniature, really.
You think I'm stupid?
Fortunately, the face
of All Saints is not petty.
What?
Turn around.
You said you'd call.
I lied.
God, what's wrong with me?
This is Jackie? You
told her about me?
Come on, what else
would I talk about?
Where are we going
for lunch? Not Barneys.
Jackie, you pick.
Oh, no, I can't go
to lunch. Thank you.
There's sick people
all over the place.
There's one right over there
I've gotta deal with right now.
Exactly how drunk were we?
I don't know, but
we talk our way
onto an American military slope
in the Bavarian fucking Alps
and we tell them that
we're colonels' wives.
You did. I was a general's wife.
You were a general's
wife, I'm sorry.
But we're in the
line for the lift
and we just can't keep
our hands off each other.
We were a bit grabby!
You guys. I'd say!
We ended up telling
this gawking sergeant
that our husbands had been
deployed in Kosovo for over a year
and we're just
consoling each other.
We're just consoling each other.
Hmm. God. You're
settling in Washington?
That's what they tell me.
That's exciting.
No, not really. Well, good gig,
but once you've
talked your way out of
a drunk general's
tent in Mogadishu,
covering congressional
hearings doesn't exactly cut it.
Oh, great. A medieval
war has just broken out.
Someone's shot an
arrow into a man's lung.
Oh, Cupid is having a bad day.
I disagree.
Well, I've got the check.
Hey, that's absurd!
Oh, come on. In
six years of lunches,
I have never seen her
leave so much as a pickle.
Sorry?
No.
Wow. It really is an arrow.
Would I lie to you?
Some rich douche
bag drank his lunch
and then decided to
shoot an arrow off his roof.
Hang on a minute. You're
going after rich people who drink.
I don't think I like
that very much.
Right. Let's call
up to radiology
for a CAT scan
and a portable chest.
Got it.
Hey, can I ask you a
question about Zoey?
No.
Hey, Ronnie, how you doing?
You believe this?
It's brand new.
What's brand new?
I heard it, but I didn't
believe it. What?
Wow. RONNIE: Shot by an arrow.
Standing on Sixth.
You're here why?
I've never even been mugged.
Wow, check it out. Carbon King.
That's top of the
line right there.
Are you talking about
the freaking arrow?
Okay. Yes.
But my roommate in college
was a member of the archery club,
so I know a thing or two.
At the most. Please
get out of here.
It's brand new.
What, the arrow?
No. The lung.
Heavy is the head that
wears the crown, Dr. Cooper.
I've done the math.
I can cover all your shifts
during your maternity leave
if you cover me.
If you take my shifts,
my mom and I can
go to Holland, Michigan
for the Tulip Festival finally.
I told you about my
condition for your support,
not so you can plan a vacation.
I'm putting a bright
spin on things.
Hey, hold on a minute.
Yeah, I can do it.
Thank you. This has
been a dream of ours.
So, are you close
to your mother?
Not really.
She sold me into
slavery when I was four
and I lived on the streets
until a mission intervened.
One year for Halloween,
I went as a slave.
Kidding. I grew up in
Jersey, went to Rutgers.
Kidding. By slave I
meant Princess Leia.
Fucking motorcycle?
I'm sorry I curse so much.
Yeah, well, fuck that.
She serves in the Helmand
Province, okay? Kandahar.
Jesus Christ, what
do I tell my kids
if she dies right here at home?
I don't have the answer to that,
but you don't have to
cross that bridge yet.
She doesn't sleep, doesn't
cry, barely fucking eats.
She had this bike, like, this
Ducati, like 10 years ago.
Awesome, I mean,
awesome motorcycle.
Brad Pitt has one.
So I went out and spent like
$8,000 on a kick-ass motorcycle.
Thought it might clear
her head. You know?
Yeah, I know. I know.
Now look what I've done.
Oh, God, what did I do?
You were making her happy.
It was an accident, Trey. They're
called accidents for a reason.
Mmm-mmm. I'm not ready for this.
Being a mother's hard.
You know that already.
Didn't make it.
Bleeding!
My apologies.
Is she always this... Yeah.
I regret my behavior.
Good.
But can I just say that
miracles can happen every day?
Yeah, like the day they
invented rubbers. Try using them.
Hey. Hey, how's your day going?
You know, same old. Yours? Good.
So, I'm gonna do the
full disclosure thing,
you know, so there's
no more confusion.
I'm heading into the
city for happy hour.
We're gonna play
a little ping-pong.
Well, Jesus, Kevin,
I'm not your mom.
Ping-pong? Yeah.
Susan Sarandon opened up a club.
My friend Eddie got us a table.
I know you're leaving, but
I thought you should know
Mr. Conroy, arrow
guy, transplanted lung?
Yes?
The man who shot
him sent his driver in.
Where?
Your boss nearly kills my
patient and he sends his driver in.
There's 8 million
people in this fucking city.
What kind of a moron
shoots an arrow off a roof?
The man he hit waited three
years for a lung transplant.
Guess where he got hit?
Ma'am, my boss
is a freaking dick.
Can I just ask if
the guy's okay?
Well, yes. Miraculously, he is.
Why isn't your
dick-of-a-boss in jail?
The reckless endangerment
charges were dismissed.
He's connected.
So, you're here to apologize?
No.
I'm here for his arrow.
He's not in there, ma'am.
This a Mercedes?
S65 AMG.
Only 15 ever made.
Nice car.
It's really gorgeous.
Got heated seats?
What a beautiful
piece of machinery!
What kind of mileage you get?
You missed a spot.
Oh!
Hey, babe.
See what he just did?
Shit, man, that was good.
Hi, Jackie.
A little spin on that, huh?
Yeah, a lot of spin. Yeah.
Thirsty? They got
like 20 beers on tap.
Get us a pitcher? Yeah.
Yeah, let's get a pitcher.
Yeah? Yeah, thanks, man.
What the hell? What?
You told me to stop seeing
him. I never said I would.
Why, Eddie?
Hedging my bets
a little, I guess.
You lie to me again,
I tell him everything.
I see. So you just got the
whole thing figured out then?
As a matter of fact, I do.
Well, I guess we'll see
about that, won't we?
Here we go. All right!
Cheers. Cheers.
Kick his ass.
Will do.
You know this is pretend, right?
How long do I get to keep it on?
Well, I don't know.
Not just for my birthday,
but past it too, right?
We will see how you do.
Really, Fi? This is
really what you want?
Because this is gonna harden up
and you're gonna be
stuck with it for a little bit.
I know.
Mom?
Yes, honey.
Nothing's really broken.