Nurse Jackie (2009–2015): Season 5, Episode 6 - Walk of Shame - full transcript
Jackie and Grace both have to recover from their nights of indiscretion. Carrie uses flashcards to strengthen her skills but then cons Coop into doing more of her work anyway. Cruz arrives for his exit interview, putting everyone on edge. Jackie tries to tell Cruz what they did was a mistake, but he won't hear any of it.
Previously on Nurse Jackie...
See you on the outside?
Wait. You're the friend from rehab?
We need your badge,
and you have to leave immediately.
- Alright, go fuck yourself.
- There you go.
That's what I was looking for.
Hey, you're fired.
Charlie?
Oh, man, I wish you were here.
Me, Taylor, and Crosby are doing
"Hunger Games" tonight at Madison's.
- And Madison's mom will be there?
- Of course.
I don't think I should be here.
Danny, let's just go.
Look, I hope this doesn't
scare you at all,
but I really like you.
Uh, yeah, it does a little.
- But in a good way.
- I'll take it.
- Hello?
- I need to talk to you.
I heard your messages.
All of them.
What?
You're gonna get out
of that bed,
gonna take a shower,
and you're gonna go
about your day.
Tonight we're gonna sit
down with your father
and have a conversation about how
we can learn to trust you again.
Why can't we just
talk about it now?
We're going to wait
for your father
and discuss it together.
Oh, as a family?
Oh, boy. Things
got crazy last night.
I'm hoping I can find
a way to say I'm sorry
'cause I am very sorry
for running out like that.
What are you apologizing for?
Your kid calls, you go.
Oh, thank you
for understanding.
Off the phone, Officer.
You're compromising my safety.
I am talking to a lady here.
Hey, what do you say
to a do-over?
A do-over?
Yeah. A do-over.
Tonight.
Can I get back to you?
Sure. You let me
know, okay?
Bye.
I am going to need
four stitches.
I had my last
tetanus shot in April
and would prefer
a non-generic antibiotic.
Zoey, what happened?
There I was,
taking a warm shower
on my day off
in my new apartment.
And... bam!
Rusty showerhead,
meet forehead.
Forehead, meet
flying showerhead.
I thought I was safe.
But I guess we're
never safe, are we?
That's a cut, Zoey. It's
not an existential crisis.
Everything happens
for a reason.
Sometimes that reason
is bad plumbing.
No, I think the reason
is so I could come in here
and ask you about your date.
So how was it?
It was nice.
Let's go.
You don't want
to talk about it?
Fine, that means
it was awesome.
Hey.
Holy shit, you slept with him.
- I did not.
- You did.
You forget I know what you look
like after you've had sex.
Jesus, Eddie. I didn't come
here to talk about this.
So you did sleep with him?
- I didn't even kiss him.
- Oh. That bad, huh?
Oh, Jesus, Eddie, I feel awful.
Why, 'cause you
didn't kiss him?
No, because of Grace.
She got herself
into trouble last night
and I was totally checked out.
- What'd she do?
- She lied.
Apple doesn't fall far.
She lied and she ran off
with this guy
who wasn't good for her,
and she was wandering around the
city and, you know, where was I?
Everybody alive?
- Yeah.
- So calm the fuck down.
I say that with love.
All right.
Thanks.
Atropine.
Shit.
What you got there?
Nothing.
Are you gonna
make me tickle you?
I'm just practicing.
No biggie.
Flashcards?
Me likey.
Dr. Roman to bay five.
Dr. Roman, bay five.
Aren't you gonna get that?
No can do.
Part of being
a first year resident
means you actually
have to touch a patent.
I need to know that
you're there for me, Coop.
I've been hurt, okay?
I've given this body to you.
And there's no lack of
appreciation on my part, trust me.
- I'm just saying--
- You need to give a little, too.
Or else I might
need to pull back.
Do I have to pull back?
Just let me know now
before I'm in too deep.
Okay, okay.
But you have to promise
to take the next one.
I promise.
I really feel like
we're going somewhere.
Oh, you certainly are.
Bay five.
You're not Dr. Roman.
What a keen sense
of perception you have.
Rough landing, huh?
You cannot keep doing her work.
That hurt?
Like a bitch.
Let's get this homey
up to radiology.
Coop.
Chillax, Jacks. She's taking
the next one, cross my heart.
I'm holding you to it.
Cruz?
I trust you got my card.
- I did not.
- Oh?
Well, my deepest sympathies.
I'll let Human Resources
know you're here.
You're a little early.
It'll give me a chance to catch
up with some old friends.
I'll see if they can
squeeze you in earlier.
Hey, man.
I mean, hey, man.
It's all good.
Uh, welcome back,
Dr. Cruz.
Mike.
To what do we owe
the pleasure, Mike?
I had to come in
for my exit interview.
Been putting it off.
Personal reasons.
So here I am,
not putting things off.
Fucking Yankees!
- Get off me, man!
- Well, duty calls.
Will you tell Dr. Roman
she has a patient, please?
- If you'll excuse me.
- Know my way around.
35-year-old male.
Severely intoxicated
and violent.
Broken nose,
mild forehead lacerations.
Goddamn bus!
He was hit by a bus?
Actually, he hit the bus
with his face.
Yup, apparently he didn't
like the Yankees logo.
- Mets fans.
- Get off me, man.
- Looking good, Thor.
- Holy shit!
Thor, restraints, please!
What the hell
is he doing here?
This is nucking futs.
Who is that guy?
Sorry, but some things you
should just not talk about.
But if I had missed this
I'd be so angry,
and that is all
you need to know.
Okay.
This hurt?
Please.
This ain't pain.
Ow!
You know, you ever think
about taking it up a notch?
Army could use
another good nurse.
- Who, me?
- Yeah, you.
No.
Nah.
What, you think?
I'm just saying the way you handled
that gunshot and the baby,
you kept your cool.
I keep my cool.
I do.
Dr. Roman.
You have a patient.
Get your hands off me!
Really?
Yes, really.
Girardi is your mother's bitch.
Take it easy.
You're gonna aspirate.
He's all yours.
- Thor, I need a minute.
- Take seven.
Let me go!
You don't know me.
Get off!
Nobody smokes
in New York anymore.
Took me 10 minutes
to find a lighter.
A smoking doctor.
I haven't been doing
much doctoring lately.
Hey, how's your kid?
She pretty much just
scared the crap out of me.
It's gonna be okay.
It's typical teenage stuff.
Yeah, well,
keep an eye on that.
I got to say, last night,
you being here,
it's kind of freaking
me out a little bit.
I had to clean things up
around here at some point.
I wanted to see you.
Until 12 hours ago, I was
not thinking about you.
Look, I'm not a big believer
in fate and all those things,
but we're not
a one-time thing.
Don't you have an appointment?
- You a nurse?
- Yeah, what's up?
I don't feel so good.
Join the club.
- Headaches?
- Yes.
Stomachaches?
Your heart rate is a little elevated.
You nervous, honey?
How long you been
feeling like this?
Just tell Dr. Prentiss
what's bothering you.
It hurts all over.
- Where's your mom, Anthony?
- Where do you live, kid?
- Bronx.
- Really?
You know, I grew up there.
Where exactly?
- Valentine.
- Valentine and?
197.
Open up for me.
That's what I thought.
We're done here.
- Wait, what?
- Yeah, we're done, okay? You're asymptomatic.
- You're here to score drugs.
- No, I'm not.
Valentine has more
drug dealers per square inch
- than all five boroughs combined.
- I'm not a druggie.
Look, hey, good luck
with your life, kid.
Bad idea to be born there.
Really.
You want to go to detox?
I can help you
if you're honest with me.
White ladies never have
to worry about being believed.
Okay.
Dr. Prentiss wants to run
these on the kid in five.
I thought Dr. Prentiss
wanted him discharged.
How's your head? You ready
to get out of here?
I'm okay.
But don't you think
he looked...
a little thin?
A little sad?
Who?
Dr. Cruz.
He just lost a kid, Zoey.
It's nothing to gossip about.
I'm not gossiping.
It's not gossip if it's laced
with a genuine concern.
Respect and distance,
that's what Dr. Cruz
deserves from us.
So...
the easiest fix here
is to reset your nose by hand.
It's easy peasy.
Whoa, whoa. It's not gonna end
up looking messed up, is it?
Marta, will you prep
a compress, please?
Ah!
Watch it, you stupid cunt!
Four years at Northwestern.
Then six years
private medical school.
Sorry.
Now I stand before you
three whole months
into my residency
with the future
of your face in my hands.
So...
that's Dr. Cunt to you.
Pack him in ice, Marta.
Respect and distance.
Sugar-free.
Good choice.
Hello, Zoey.
I'm surprised you recognized
me in my civilian attire.
I'd recognize you anywhere.
Are you okay?
How are you doing?
You know, I never really
got the chance to tell you,
but I really enjoyed
working with you.
And I enjoyed...
uh...
have you met our new doctors?
They're really good.
It's not that you weren't good.
You were really, really good.
What--
what happened?
- Showerhead.
- Ah.
Patient suffered closed comminuted
fracture to left radius.
Hey. How'd it go
with broken nose guy?
Look, I'm sorry,
but it was your turn.
Um, what...
Okay.
This is weird.
Mmm, no.
Okay. Okay.
You're a slut.
You're a bitch.
You're such a bitch.
No, no, no, no. I have two moms.
I can't say that.
Okay.
You're a--
you're a cu--
you're a cu--
you're a cunt.
Cunt.
You're a cunt.
Oh, I'm going straight to hell.
This is Charlie Cruz.
Leave a message if you care.
Mike, I don't have your number.
So...
you may have left already.
Would you give me a call?
I'd like to talk to you.
It's Jackie.
No, just
stop touching it.
I need you to calm
down for me, sir.
It only hurts
when you fucking touch it.
Would you watch
your language, please?
There are children present.
Peyton.
Why did you order a test on a
patient that I already discharged?
What do the results say?
They say he's not sick,
that's what they say.
Are there any drugs
in his system?
Don't push it.
I'll take that as a no.
Oh, fuck!
Kid, it's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Just breathe. Just breathe.
Just breathe. Just breathe.
Step off the floor.
You're okay. Just breathe.
Just breathe.
Breathe. There you go.
Breathe.
It's gonna be okay.
Okay? Deep breaths.
Deep in.
Out.
There you go.
There you go, buddy.
I got you. Breathe in.
And out. Okay.
PTSD.
- Post-traumatic stress disorder.
- Who, Anthony?
Seen it a zillion times
in soldiers,
- but never a kid.
- Well, what happened to him?
Well, his little sister got
caught in gang crossfire.
He was holding her hand
at the time.
- Oh, Jesus.
- I know.
I would have missed it
if you hadn't gone postal
on that asshole.
I'd hate to put him on meds.
He's so young.
Yeah, I know.
- What would the army do?
- Try.
I mean, they've tried drugs,
they've tried shrinks.
Now they're saying going back to the
scene of the trauma can be helpful.
Hmm.
Whew.
I punched a patient.
How's your hand?
I tried calling you
on Charlie's number.
It was weird leaving a message
for you with him.
If you want to call me,
I will give you my number
and you can call me.
But I need
to turn off his phone.
It's time.
You may have a little bruising,
but nothing broken here.
Can I have my hand back?
Does he forgive me?
Do you forgive him?
You're very confusing the
way you complicate things
that are simple.
Mmm, it's a gift.
Does it make me an awful person
to say that part of me
is relieved?
No.
The most painful part
is when you realize
the first thing you feel
is relief.
That fucking flash of relief
that confirms
that you are awful.
Awful for being relieved
and angry that that's
the first thing you feel.
And then even angrier
that there's no one
left to be angry at.
There is no getting it right.
I know he was an addict.
I just want somebody to
tell me that I did my best.
You did better than most.
So...
who was your date last night?
He's a nice man,
who I like.
Well, why not stay
with the nice man?
Why come out with me?
You know me better
than I want you to.
That makes two of us.
I know what I did was wrong.
I broke up with him
and everything, okay?
It's not gonna happen again.
So can we go now?
You could have gotten into a lot
worse trouble than you did, sweetie.
The city can be a very
dangerous place for kids.
No TV, no phone,
no computer for a month.
- Jeez, excessive much?
- You want to go for two months?
- I said I was sorry.
- It's more than being sorry, honey.
You're growing up and there
are hundreds of decisions
you're going to have
to face every day.
And we won't always
be there for you.
Take a breath.
Hold it in.
Take it easy.
You got this.
That was good-bye,
wasn't it?
You didn't have to come all the way
over here just to say good-bye.
Yes, I did.
So Tommy comes home, right,
and he says real innocent-like,
"No, Dad, that belongs to Joey."
So I go to Joey. Joey looks at
me and says, "No, no, no, Dad.
That's Tommy's pot.
I don't even like kush."
Oh, what'd you do?
What'd I do? I grounded
them for a month.
Then I smoked their weed.
- - On my day off when they
were at their mother's.
It was purely medicinal.
These kids are killing me.
Oh, I think girls
are harder than boys.
How do you figure that?
'Cause with girls you got to
worry about the boys, too.
This is very true.
You see, boys can be
very conniving.
See that sign down there?
If I can hit that sign
with that rock,
you have to kiss me.
Deal.
Fuck.
Oh. Try again.
All right, but I'm gonna
move a little closer.
- That's not cheating, is it?
- No, that's okay.
Okay.
Don't you move.
Ah.
I'm usually very good at this.
You're breaking the law over there.
You're right.
You should call a cop.
Come on, baby.
One time.
Bull's-eye!
Wow.
You didn't close your eyes.
Oops.
Sorry.
This is totally unacceptable.
Can we try again?
Again?
See you on the outside?
Wait. You're the friend from rehab?
We need your badge,
and you have to leave immediately.
- Alright, go fuck yourself.
- There you go.
That's what I was looking for.
Hey, you're fired.
Charlie?
Oh, man, I wish you were here.
Me, Taylor, and Crosby are doing
"Hunger Games" tonight at Madison's.
- And Madison's mom will be there?
- Of course.
I don't think I should be here.
Danny, let's just go.
Look, I hope this doesn't
scare you at all,
but I really like you.
Uh, yeah, it does a little.
- But in a good way.
- I'll take it.
- Hello?
- I need to talk to you.
I heard your messages.
All of them.
What?
You're gonna get out
of that bed,
gonna take a shower,
and you're gonna go
about your day.
Tonight we're gonna sit
down with your father
and have a conversation about how
we can learn to trust you again.
Why can't we just
talk about it now?
We're going to wait
for your father
and discuss it together.
Oh, as a family?
Oh, boy. Things
got crazy last night.
I'm hoping I can find
a way to say I'm sorry
'cause I am very sorry
for running out like that.
What are you apologizing for?
Your kid calls, you go.
Oh, thank you
for understanding.
Off the phone, Officer.
You're compromising my safety.
I am talking to a lady here.
Hey, what do you say
to a do-over?
A do-over?
Yeah. A do-over.
Tonight.
Can I get back to you?
Sure. You let me
know, okay?
Bye.
I am going to need
four stitches.
I had my last
tetanus shot in April
and would prefer
a non-generic antibiotic.
Zoey, what happened?
There I was,
taking a warm shower
on my day off
in my new apartment.
And... bam!
Rusty showerhead,
meet forehead.
Forehead, meet
flying showerhead.
I thought I was safe.
But I guess we're
never safe, are we?
That's a cut, Zoey. It's
not an existential crisis.
Everything happens
for a reason.
Sometimes that reason
is bad plumbing.
No, I think the reason
is so I could come in here
and ask you about your date.
So how was it?
It was nice.
Let's go.
You don't want
to talk about it?
Fine, that means
it was awesome.
Hey.
Holy shit, you slept with him.
- I did not.
- You did.
You forget I know what you look
like after you've had sex.
Jesus, Eddie. I didn't come
here to talk about this.
So you did sleep with him?
- I didn't even kiss him.
- Oh. That bad, huh?
Oh, Jesus, Eddie, I feel awful.
Why, 'cause you
didn't kiss him?
No, because of Grace.
She got herself
into trouble last night
and I was totally checked out.
- What'd she do?
- She lied.
Apple doesn't fall far.
She lied and she ran off
with this guy
who wasn't good for her,
and she was wandering around the
city and, you know, where was I?
Everybody alive?
- Yeah.
- So calm the fuck down.
I say that with love.
All right.
Thanks.
Atropine.
Shit.
What you got there?
Nothing.
Are you gonna
make me tickle you?
I'm just practicing.
No biggie.
Flashcards?
Me likey.
Dr. Roman to bay five.
Dr. Roman, bay five.
Aren't you gonna get that?
No can do.
Part of being
a first year resident
means you actually
have to touch a patent.
I need to know that
you're there for me, Coop.
I've been hurt, okay?
I've given this body to you.
And there's no lack of
appreciation on my part, trust me.
- I'm just saying--
- You need to give a little, too.
Or else I might
need to pull back.
Do I have to pull back?
Just let me know now
before I'm in too deep.
Okay, okay.
But you have to promise
to take the next one.
I promise.
I really feel like
we're going somewhere.
Oh, you certainly are.
Bay five.
You're not Dr. Roman.
What a keen sense
of perception you have.
Rough landing, huh?
You cannot keep doing her work.
That hurt?
Like a bitch.
Let's get this homey
up to radiology.
Coop.
Chillax, Jacks. She's taking
the next one, cross my heart.
I'm holding you to it.
Cruz?
I trust you got my card.
- I did not.
- Oh?
Well, my deepest sympathies.
I'll let Human Resources
know you're here.
You're a little early.
It'll give me a chance to catch
up with some old friends.
I'll see if they can
squeeze you in earlier.
Hey, man.
I mean, hey, man.
It's all good.
Uh, welcome back,
Dr. Cruz.
Mike.
To what do we owe
the pleasure, Mike?
I had to come in
for my exit interview.
Been putting it off.
Personal reasons.
So here I am,
not putting things off.
Fucking Yankees!
- Get off me, man!
- Well, duty calls.
Will you tell Dr. Roman
she has a patient, please?
- If you'll excuse me.
- Know my way around.
35-year-old male.
Severely intoxicated
and violent.
Broken nose,
mild forehead lacerations.
Goddamn bus!
He was hit by a bus?
Actually, he hit the bus
with his face.
Yup, apparently he didn't
like the Yankees logo.
- Mets fans.
- Get off me, man.
- Looking good, Thor.
- Holy shit!
Thor, restraints, please!
What the hell
is he doing here?
This is nucking futs.
Who is that guy?
Sorry, but some things you
should just not talk about.
But if I had missed this
I'd be so angry,
and that is all
you need to know.
Okay.
This hurt?
Please.
This ain't pain.
Ow!
You know, you ever think
about taking it up a notch?
Army could use
another good nurse.
- Who, me?
- Yeah, you.
No.
Nah.
What, you think?
I'm just saying the way you handled
that gunshot and the baby,
you kept your cool.
I keep my cool.
I do.
Dr. Roman.
You have a patient.
Get your hands off me!
Really?
Yes, really.
Girardi is your mother's bitch.
Take it easy.
You're gonna aspirate.
He's all yours.
- Thor, I need a minute.
- Take seven.
Let me go!
You don't know me.
Get off!
Nobody smokes
in New York anymore.
Took me 10 minutes
to find a lighter.
A smoking doctor.
I haven't been doing
much doctoring lately.
Hey, how's your kid?
She pretty much just
scared the crap out of me.
It's gonna be okay.
It's typical teenage stuff.
Yeah, well,
keep an eye on that.
I got to say, last night,
you being here,
it's kind of freaking
me out a little bit.
I had to clean things up
around here at some point.
I wanted to see you.
Until 12 hours ago, I was
not thinking about you.
Look, I'm not a big believer
in fate and all those things,
but we're not
a one-time thing.
Don't you have an appointment?
- You a nurse?
- Yeah, what's up?
I don't feel so good.
Join the club.
- Headaches?
- Yes.
Stomachaches?
Your heart rate is a little elevated.
You nervous, honey?
How long you been
feeling like this?
Just tell Dr. Prentiss
what's bothering you.
It hurts all over.
- Where's your mom, Anthony?
- Where do you live, kid?
- Bronx.
- Really?
You know, I grew up there.
Where exactly?
- Valentine.
- Valentine and?
197.
Open up for me.
That's what I thought.
We're done here.
- Wait, what?
- Yeah, we're done, okay? You're asymptomatic.
- You're here to score drugs.
- No, I'm not.
Valentine has more
drug dealers per square inch
- than all five boroughs combined.
- I'm not a druggie.
Look, hey, good luck
with your life, kid.
Bad idea to be born there.
Really.
You want to go to detox?
I can help you
if you're honest with me.
White ladies never have
to worry about being believed.
Okay.
Dr. Prentiss wants to run
these on the kid in five.
I thought Dr. Prentiss
wanted him discharged.
How's your head? You ready
to get out of here?
I'm okay.
But don't you think
he looked...
a little thin?
A little sad?
Who?
Dr. Cruz.
He just lost a kid, Zoey.
It's nothing to gossip about.
I'm not gossiping.
It's not gossip if it's laced
with a genuine concern.
Respect and distance,
that's what Dr. Cruz
deserves from us.
So...
the easiest fix here
is to reset your nose by hand.
It's easy peasy.
Whoa, whoa. It's not gonna end
up looking messed up, is it?
Marta, will you prep
a compress, please?
Ah!
Watch it, you stupid cunt!
Four years at Northwestern.
Then six years
private medical school.
Sorry.
Now I stand before you
three whole months
into my residency
with the future
of your face in my hands.
So...
that's Dr. Cunt to you.
Pack him in ice, Marta.
Respect and distance.
Sugar-free.
Good choice.
Hello, Zoey.
I'm surprised you recognized
me in my civilian attire.
I'd recognize you anywhere.
Are you okay?
How are you doing?
You know, I never really
got the chance to tell you,
but I really enjoyed
working with you.
And I enjoyed...
uh...
have you met our new doctors?
They're really good.
It's not that you weren't good.
You were really, really good.
What--
what happened?
- Showerhead.
- Ah.
Patient suffered closed comminuted
fracture to left radius.
Hey. How'd it go
with broken nose guy?
Look, I'm sorry,
but it was your turn.
Um, what...
Okay.
This is weird.
Mmm, no.
Okay. Okay.
You're a slut.
You're a bitch.
You're such a bitch.
No, no, no, no. I have two moms.
I can't say that.
Okay.
You're a--
you're a cu--
you're a cu--
you're a cunt.
Cunt.
You're a cunt.
Oh, I'm going straight to hell.
This is Charlie Cruz.
Leave a message if you care.
Mike, I don't have your number.
So...
you may have left already.
Would you give me a call?
I'd like to talk to you.
It's Jackie.
No, just
stop touching it.
I need you to calm
down for me, sir.
It only hurts
when you fucking touch it.
Would you watch
your language, please?
There are children present.
Peyton.
Why did you order a test on a
patient that I already discharged?
What do the results say?
They say he's not sick,
that's what they say.
Are there any drugs
in his system?
Don't push it.
I'll take that as a no.
Oh, fuck!
Kid, it's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Just breathe. Just breathe.
Just breathe. Just breathe.
Step off the floor.
You're okay. Just breathe.
Just breathe.
Breathe. There you go.
Breathe.
It's gonna be okay.
Okay? Deep breaths.
Deep in.
Out.
There you go.
There you go, buddy.
I got you. Breathe in.
And out. Okay.
PTSD.
- Post-traumatic stress disorder.
- Who, Anthony?
Seen it a zillion times
in soldiers,
- but never a kid.
- Well, what happened to him?
Well, his little sister got
caught in gang crossfire.
He was holding her hand
at the time.
- Oh, Jesus.
- I know.
I would have missed it
if you hadn't gone postal
on that asshole.
I'd hate to put him on meds.
He's so young.
Yeah, I know.
- What would the army do?
- Try.
I mean, they've tried drugs,
they've tried shrinks.
Now they're saying going back to the
scene of the trauma can be helpful.
Hmm.
Whew.
I punched a patient.
How's your hand?
I tried calling you
on Charlie's number.
It was weird leaving a message
for you with him.
If you want to call me,
I will give you my number
and you can call me.
But I need
to turn off his phone.
It's time.
You may have a little bruising,
but nothing broken here.
Can I have my hand back?
Does he forgive me?
Do you forgive him?
You're very confusing the
way you complicate things
that are simple.
Mmm, it's a gift.
Does it make me an awful person
to say that part of me
is relieved?
No.
The most painful part
is when you realize
the first thing you feel
is relief.
That fucking flash of relief
that confirms
that you are awful.
Awful for being relieved
and angry that that's
the first thing you feel.
And then even angrier
that there's no one
left to be angry at.
There is no getting it right.
I know he was an addict.
I just want somebody to
tell me that I did my best.
You did better than most.
So...
who was your date last night?
He's a nice man,
who I like.
Well, why not stay
with the nice man?
Why come out with me?
You know me better
than I want you to.
That makes two of us.
I know what I did was wrong.
I broke up with him
and everything, okay?
It's not gonna happen again.
So can we go now?
You could have gotten into a lot
worse trouble than you did, sweetie.
The city can be a very
dangerous place for kids.
No TV, no phone,
no computer for a month.
- Jeez, excessive much?
- You want to go for two months?
- I said I was sorry.
- It's more than being sorry, honey.
You're growing up and there
are hundreds of decisions
you're going to have
to face every day.
And we won't always
be there for you.
Take a breath.
Hold it in.
Take it easy.
You got this.
That was good-bye,
wasn't it?
You didn't have to come all the way
over here just to say good-bye.
Yes, I did.
So Tommy comes home, right,
and he says real innocent-like,
"No, Dad, that belongs to Joey."
So I go to Joey. Joey looks at
me and says, "No, no, no, Dad.
That's Tommy's pot.
I don't even like kush."
Oh, what'd you do?
What'd I do? I grounded
them for a month.
Then I smoked their weed.
- - On my day off when they
were at their mother's.
It was purely medicinal.
These kids are killing me.
Oh, I think girls
are harder than boys.
How do you figure that?
'Cause with girls you got to
worry about the boys, too.
This is very true.
You see, boys can be
very conniving.
See that sign down there?
If I can hit that sign
with that rock,
you have to kiss me.
Deal.
Fuck.
Oh. Try again.
All right, but I'm gonna
move a little closer.
- That's not cheating, is it?
- No, that's okay.
Okay.
Don't you move.
Ah.
I'm usually very good at this.
You're breaking the law over there.
You're right.
You should call a cop.
Come on, baby.
One time.
Bull's-eye!
Wow.
You didn't close your eyes.
Oops.
Sorry.
This is totally unacceptable.
Can we try again?
Again?