Nurse Jackie (2009–2015): Season 5, Episode 8 - Forget It - full transcript

Jackie: Previously on Nurse Jackie...

What do you want?

I want to know in a life-death business

that we're all here.

She forgot to schedule two nurse shifts.

Hell, she even named me
chief without telling anyone.

It's getting dangerous.
She's not talking about it.

She's obviously not
doing anything about it.

If we could get her to take a blood test,

we might get some answers.

Things have to change if
you're going to stay here.



You have to get better. So from now on,

I am going to teach and
you are going to learn.

You're 17, she is 14.

This is not happening.

I don't think I should be here.

Danny, let's just go.

I know what I did was wrong. I broke
up with him and everything, okay?

It's not gonna happen again.

(theme music playing)

(man vocalizing)

- Look at this.
- No, put it away.

You see that?

(door closes)

You all right?



Yeah. Yeah, just thought I heard something.

Not to worry. As a sworn peace
officer, I am here to protect you.

(laughs) Yeah, I'm feeling pretty safe.

Good. That means my work here is done.

Can I tell you how lucky I am

you were able to get the
night off on such short notice?

Are you kidding me? Zoey
was thrilled for the hours.

It was a piece of cake.

Remind me to buy her a house.

(laughs)

Are you trying to get me upstairs?

- How am I doing?
- (Door shuts)

- Oh, fuck! Jesus Christ, Kevin.
- Oh, God.

For God's sake. What are you doing here?

Grace forgot her backpack
'cause she has a test.

I was gonna run in and...

- I'm really sorry.
- It's in the kitchen.

Jesus Christ, you don't
have a goddamn cell phone?

She has a test.

So that gives you the right
to barge in here unannounced?

- Jesus Christ, Kevin.
- Yeah, well, you usually work Tuesday night.

Do you have any idea what I went
through to get this goddamn night off?

How many people I owe so I
can have one night to myself?

Jesus Christ. Thank you for ruining it.

(door opens, shuts)

I am so sorry you had to hear that.

So...

maybe we should do this another time.

Uh... really?

Eh, you know, we'll start over.

Want me to make you another lasagna?

Maybe, uh... maybe I'll call you tomorrow.

Have lunch or something.

Um... okay.

- (phone vibrating)
- I'll be right back, honey.

Jesus Christ, where the hell
have you been all morning, Gloria?

I don't know what I was thinking.

Coming through! I thought
I wasn't working today.

I can see the hospital from here.

Do me a favor. Go into my office,

turn my lights on and make
it look like I'm there.

All right.

Any clue where Akalitus is?

Uh, no. Probably some meeting.

Well, I blew up my morning to
be here and look, she's not.

- She's done this before.
- I know.

Administrators have lots of meetings.

Sorry. The meeting ran late.

- Told you.
- You forgot about our meeting.

Just like the last one and all of the other

little details that you
can't seem to keep up with.

May I remind you that you work for me?

No, I work for the patients.

And if this job is moving
a little too fast for you,

maybe I should go to the board.

- Oh, big mistake.
- Jackie, it's okay.

I'll escort him to the board myself.

'Cause I just came from there.

And you know what I was doing up there?

Explaining why my department
is so behind on its revenue.

And you know why? My ER Chief is so
pathetically behind on his paperwork

that I can't submit billing,

but I took the hit and covered your ass.

I'm a doctor, not a bookkeeper.

You want to stay my ER Chief,

then learn to be both.

(sighs)

A meeting with the board... very nice.

What is up with Akalitus' blood test?

It's on rush. I owe my guy
Knicks tickets, by the way.

It's got to be faster. Prentiss is
threatening to report her to the board.

Christ. All right.

I'll get him a Melo jersey, I guess.

All right.

This is Chef Eric Rios
and his paring knife.

Sous-chef. And this is a boning knife.

Hmm. Aptly named.

Topical and suture kit.

- (groans)
- So tell me something.

What comes first, patients or paperwork?

You know what you need?
An organizing wizard.

Whoa.

What do you mean, "Whoa"?
Come on, it's not that bad.

Don't worry. I have a system.

Action. Archive. Discard.

It's all about piles.

- Okay, no, just...
- Dr. Prentiss.

I am going to touch your stuff.

You are not going to like it,

but you are going to have to get over it.

Two-for-one doctor sale.

Lungs clear? Febrile? Respiratory distress?

Yes, no, and no.

Ask Mrs. Lee how long she's been coughing.

Okay, Mrs. Lee?

How long you been... (coughs)

- She speaks English.
- Lee: Fuckin' A.

I'm a bank teller.

I can't... (coughs) in customers' faces.

Doesn't sound major,
but order a chest X-ray.

If it comes back negative, send
her home with some Robitussin, okay?

Talked to my guy. Test results
should be in after lunch.

Ok. I'll call you when I get back.

- Okay.
- (Phone vibrating)

This is Vice Principal Davis.

Please let Grace know that leaving campus

for lunch will be marked
as truancy next time.

Apparently she left without telling...

(ringtone plays)

See? I pick up every time you call.

- Where are you?
- I'm at Uno's. Jesus.

- Uno's is not school.
- It's for school.

Model UN. It's fine, Mom. I've got to go.

(rustling)

You hear this?

The sweet, sweet sound of organization.

Yeah, that's great.

I'm going to the container store

on my lunch break

and I will need your credit
card, no questions asked.

Love the container store.

It changed my life.

(laughing)

Grace.

Finish your food, say good-bye
and get back to school.

Oh, my God, you're embarrassing.

That's too bad, isn't it?

I'm here like I said I was,

preppi for Model UN like I
said I was. We're Guatemala.

Model UN can't take place
in the school cafeteria?

We're sampling international cuisine.

Quesadilla?

What?

Who's sitting there?

Are you kidding me?

I told you I broke up with Danny.

Grace, you do not get to walk away
from me when I'm talking to you.

Talking to me? You're yelling
at me in the middle of Uno's.

Listen to me, Grace. I
understand being a teenager sucks.

Let me tell you something. Being
the mother of a teenager also sucks.

Especially today when my
teenager is a kid who cuts school,

a kid who gives me some
Guatemala Model UN bullshit,

a kid who is probably seeing a guy
I told her she couldn't see anymore.

Jesus, Mom, I'm not seeing him,

which means that you're yelling at
me for something I'm not even doing.

Get back to school. Do not do this again.

Quesadillas are Mexican.

There you go. Look at that.

A sandwich you've got to
unhinge your jaw to eat.

Oh, boy, what a day.

This is exactly what I needed.

Mmm!

Okay, let's talk about

my husband coming in last night.

(both laugh)

I am so sorry.

Nah, it's a story now, right?

And he apologized. I heard him.

Yeah, all right. What else?

Well, since u asked.

From what I heard, which was,

well, pretty much everything,

maybe you overreacted a little bit.

The man comes in and doesn't even
think that maybe I have a life

and I get mad, so I'm overreacting?

Look, I know how it goes
early on. I have my own split.

Shit happens. You got old patterns.

You just work it out.

And?

And...

I just want to know why
you had to lie to him.

You know, about changing shifts

and calling in favors to get the night off.

You told me it was cake.

What is this, the Boy Scouts?

No, but I get lied to every friggin' day.

Speeders aren't speeding,
junkies aren't using.

Lying's like the default mode in my world.

Wow, junkies. (laughs)

- Whoo.
- Oh, no, no.

- Honey, no, no. No, that's...
- No.

I'm sober for a year and
I'm still getting this shit.

- Now I'm getting it from you?
- Okay, you're not getting anything from me.

Look at me. Look at me.

Ue're not having this
conversation if I'm not invested.

Right?

Here it is, Jack. I was
sitting on that sofa last night

and I'm wondering if that's
gonna be me down the line.

Okay, come here.

- Oh.
- Come here.

Come here.

I really want us to happen.

But we are both divorced people.

We got to work on our own shit, right?

I'm working on mine,
you're working on yours.

Right?

I thought you'd be gone longer.

What happened?

Did he do something?

No. No, he didn't.

It's bad?

Like really bad?

Like he's got a secret family?

No?

He's under investigation? No?

He's on the take? Did
you see "The Departed"?

- It happens.
- No, it's not him, okay?

He...

he overheard an argument I had with Kevin

and he thinks I have unresolved stuff.

I've been waiting for this moment.

Waiting? Really?

When you skip sobriety steps,

it follows you like a ghost.

You left rehab early.

Now it's come back to haunt you with Frank.

Anyone else want to share?

Hi, I'm Jackie and I'm an addict.

All: Hi, Jackie.

So...

I met this guy

and we had a fight, I guess.

It wasn't really a fight.

I don't... I don't really...

I don't know what it is, but it was.

But... wow, this sucks even
more than I thought it would.

Um, so I haven't really
stuck with this program.

I'm kind of doing it my way.

And it was... you know,
it was working and I...

I don't know, I guess
it's not working anymore.

Uh...

and neither is this, so...

I... really, does talking
about yourself like this,

does it really help anybody?

'Cause it really feels like bullshit to me.

You know? And going up to
people that you pissed off

and, you know...

and then they can tell you,
"Oh, don't worry about it.

I don't even remember." It
just seems like bullshit.

All of it seems like bullshit.

I'm clean and sober. I'm not using.

That should be enough, you know?

Okay, great news, Mrs.
Lee. X-ray is clear.

I am sending you home with some Robitussin.

Let's see, grape or fruit punch?

(coughing) Grape.

Are you sure you want to send her home?

Yes, I am sure.

What's the diagnosis here?

Non-productive cough. Negative X-ray.

No fever, no chills.

Dr. Cooper said to send her home with this.

Have you been to Asia lately?

- Where do you live?
- (Coughing)

Chinatown.

TB has been coming in from overseas.

Do a skin test, CT scan, put a mask on her,

then move her into isolation.

Wow, tuberculosis.

Out of the box.

Well, she works in a bank. You
might have stopped a plague.

What?

It's like watching a game
of ass-kiss ping-pong.

(laughs)

Where are you taking her?

Dr. Prentiss suggested
a TB test and isolation.

I think it's a good idea.

Why? Breath sounds were clear.

No swollen glands.

Does she have night sweats?
Fatigue? Weight loss?

No, but he is Chief of the ER.

(sighs) Carrie, you're
always gonna have some doctor

hijacking your case, trying
to prove what a big man he is.

You got something to talk
about, we can talk about it.

Not on the floor.

Now, when I order tests,
I want them done, period.

Even if the tests are
unnecessary and alarmist?

Ooh, alarmist. That's
a big word for you, huh?

My money's on Prentiss.

Prentiss by a mile.

How are you not on Coop's side?

- Especially when you guys are...
- Fucking?

Some people call it dating.

Oh, yes. Nothing says romance

quite like a quickie in the supply closet.

- (coughing)
- Dr. Roman!

Early TB doesn't always present.

Okay, fuck the diagnosis.

Being Chief of ER doesn't
mean you get to be an asshole.

(gasping)

Breath sounds?

(coughing)

Jesus.

No breath sounds on the right now.

I don't get it.

- I don't know...
- Do something. Do something now.

Okay. Fuck.

Prentiss said to test for
TB, but I don't think...

She's your patient. What do you want to do?

(coughing)

All right, Zoey, get a doctor, please.

No, stay. I got this.

Um...

I don't think it's TB. I think it's...

a lung collapse, spontaneous pneumothorax.

Like that cop who was shot.

Okay, Zoey, prep a chest
tube. Stay with me, Mrs. Lee.

(coughing)

(monitor beeping rapidly)

Scalpel.

(beeping slows)

That's the O2 rising.

- What's going on?
- Patient's stable.

I feel like I'm gonna
throw up. Here you go.

Hey, Frank. It's Jackie.

I know you're busy, but
if you could give me a call

when you get a minute,
that would be great, thanks.

Hey, I got Akalitus' test results.

Holy shit!

Explains a lot, huh?

- Oh, hey, Gloria.
- What's going on, Jackie?

What do you think you're doing?

Gloria, just give us one second.

It's your memory. And it's getting worse.

And we were concerned, so
we ran some blood tests.

So this was your idea?

This is you trying to help me?

Can you just listen for one second?

You listen! You stay
the fuck out of my life!

I have put my ass on the
line for you over and over.

And now you do this.

Gloria, stop for one second, please?

Will you listen? I think
we can rule out Alzheimer's.

Eddie: Your ammonia levels are sky-high.

I think the memory problems
are either liver toxicity

or a side effect of medication.

Are you on some new med?

Depakote.

I had a seizure a year ago.

Short-term memory loss is
a side effect of Depakote.

I bet your dosage is off.

I can fix this, Gloria.

If there's anything I
know, it's this stuff.

Gloria, you are gonna get better.

(crying) Thank you.

- Okay.
- Oh, my God.

Thank you.

All right.

Adult onset seizures? Jesus Christ.

I couldn't say anything.

Do you know how hard it is

for a
52-year-old woman

with a chronic illness to keep a job?

They already fired me once.

You can't tell anybody about this.

Boy, I wish you had come to us.

You cannot imagine

what it does

carrying a burden like this

all by yourself.

Wow.

Whose office is this? I
mean, wow, you have a gift.

Welcome, Dr. Prentiss.

Your patient records are here.

Insurance billing there.

You can get your hands on
anything in under one minute.

And...

your military commendations.

Thank you for your service.

And yours.

I mean, you really... you really
kicked some paperwork ass in here.

Wait.

What's on this envelope?

Oh, yeah, it's a Mad Lib.

I made it for this kid
with an eye infection.

He discharged before I
could get him to do it.

This one's not that good.

I'll be the judge of that.

Will you?

Okay.

- I love Mad Libs.
- Do you? Okay.

Adverb.

Gently.

- Animal.
- Falcon.

Number.

Deux.

- C'est bon.
- (Chuckles)

Body part.

Ear.

No, wait. Earlobe.

No, wait.

Small of the back.

Okay.

- (Zoey laughing)
- (Chuckles)

Hey, Grace, honey, you busy?

Studying for a lit test.

Did you call to yell at me again?

No. Actually, honey, I called to apologize.

You should. It was humiliating.

I know.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

You know, we all make mistakes

and I'm trying to deal
with stuff just like you are

and I need to cut you
some slack and I'm sorry.

Okay? Apology accepted?

- Yes.
- All right.

Good, honey.

Okay, back to the books, sweetie.

And good luck on the test, okay?

Night.

(playing)

You okay?

I've got to clean up a mess I made.

Good night.

That was a pretty crazy day, right?

Yeah, it was a nice catch
on that pneumothorax.

Did your job. I was watching.

Well, I am learning
something from Dr. Cooper.

But keep watching

'cause I'm gonna get you to
give me a real compliment.

And I will earn it.

Have a good night.

Where you going?

Um, that's okay.

I'm going way uptown.

Yeah, I'm sure you're
not going as far as I am.

I'm not sure. Are we ready to share a cab?

Hop in.

Jackie: I'm here because I...

uh...

I'm not actually sure how
this is supposed to work.

So, um...

if you'll just bear with me for a second.

I...

I want to say that...

I care about you.

And I'm never not gonna care about you.

You know, I know I
caused you a lot of pain.

And...

I've lied to you. I've lied to our girls.

I've done other things that
I'm not particularly proud of.

Is this the AA thing

where you have to say you're sorry?

'Cause I've heard a lot of sorrys.

I know, Kevin.

I'm an addict.

You know? I don't want
to be. I didn't ask to be.

I am and I fucked up.

And I didn't care how
any of this affected you

or anybody else, really.

I just needed to keep using.

You know, that's awful and I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry, Kevin.

I don't really know how this
is supposed to change anything.

I...

you know, I...

maybe it'll make you feel a
little better, I don't know.

Maybe make me feel a little better.

Make our family feel a little better.

And...

I don't know, maybe that's the
best I can hope for at this point.

It's okay if you want a
drink. Somebody should.

Maybe later.

For now I'm good.

One more.

It's okay.

(snorting)

(snorting)