Nurse Jackie (2009–2015): Season 7, Episode 2 - Deal - full transcript
Jackie wants to return to All Saints with the help from her lawyer, which she cannot afford.
Previously
on "Nurse Jackie"...
DWI, and I've done worse.
You look like shit.
- Where am I?
- You went through sedated detox.
It's not safe for the girls
to be around you,
so seeing them
is off the table.
Miss Peyton, as it stands,
I don't see a scenario
- where you keep your nursing license.
- Wait a second.
I'm sorry, your case just isn't
strong enough to meet my criteria.
Gloria, I did what you asked.
I'm in rehab.
I'm here.
I'm ready to work.
You're dangerous!
You're a junkie!
Get out of my ER!
I was wrongfully fired
by All Saints Hospital.
More than that,
I was publicly defamed
in front of half a dozen
of my colleagues.
Now that I can work with.
Hey.
I bought you a coffee.
Oh, thanks,
I'm off caffeine.
Oh, hey, what a coincidence.
I'm off the Oxy.
Yeah, 16 days clean.
I got some home care work
off of craigslist.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
The temp agencies were
asking too many questions.
And jail is not
your strongest opener.
Akalitus put you on
the security watch list.
She's very serious.
Well, I'm serious, too.
My lawyer is a pit bull.
And as soon as he gets here, we're
gonna go upstairs and kick some HR ass.
I don't know
what to say.
Yay!
I'm getting
my job back, you know.
It's under
the diversion program.
Thank you
for the heads up.
Sure.
Hey, Barry, your coffee's
getting cold.
Yeah, meeting's off.
Your check didn't clear.
- You cashed it already?
- Tried to.
Jesus Christ, Barry.
I am good for it,
I promise you.
It's called an advance
for a reason, Jackie.
- Okay, maybe if...
- No maybe.
It's money up front,
10,000.
- Barry, I am a nurse.
- Not until you pay my retainer.
Survey says?
I'll go 27.
It's only silver plate.
This is my wedding ring.
It's gold.
Mm, and hardly worn.
24 karat.
I'll go nine.
900? You're kidding
me, right?
All right.
And there you go.
1,532.
I know not what sad need
has visited upon you,
but I pray you will accept
the bounteous blessing of our Lord.
Cash would be better.
I can't do a shift
this Saturday.
Don't ask me why.
Okay, it's 'cause
of the body
in our apartment
trash chute.
Thor, can you
cover Saturday?
Not a whole body.
A limb.
Like a dismemberment.
Uh, Reuben and I have
"Kinky Boots" tickets.
I have
a candlelight vigil.
For a limb.
A dismemberment.
Maybe if Jackie's back,
she could.
Would you not,
Thor?
I never should've
told you I saw her.
So, Saturday.
Do you supposed
that's where Akalitus is?
Up in HR with the unnamed?
Why would I be up in HR
and with whom?
Jackie somebody?
Am I missing something?
If this Jackie is coming back
like you said, we have no problems.
I shall be steps away
should there be any news.
Of any kind.
I don't know what the hell
Jackie's talking about.
There was no HR meeting.
There's no lawyer.
Are you disappointed that
Jackie's not coming back?
Am I not allowed
to be disappointed?
Addict behavior.
It's what she does.
That's why she can't
come back here, Zoey.
I have a mandate
to protect this hospital
and I will see to it
that Jackie never
touches a patient again.
Vivian, honey?
You haven't had
a good BM in days.
You complaining?
Well, some of your medications
cause constipation.
I take what my doctor
tells me.
You just get me my lunch.
Hey, Eddie, listen. I have this old lady,
she's taking a ton of meds.
I need a consult.
Do you have a minute?
Yeah, okay.
You ready?
Alprazolam, one milligram,
four times a day.
Metoprolol, 10 milligrams,
once a day.
It's going great
with your mom.
Uh-huh.
Is it possible I might get
an advance on next week's?
And possibly
the week after?
I won't be
needing you that long.
I'm putting Mom
in a nursing home.
Look at her.
She's too weak to walk.
Well, it could be
her medications.
You know, she's on
multiple downers.
To keep her calm.
She gets agitated.
So you sedate her
so she can't walk?
Do you want this? 'Cause I
can always find someone else.
What are you doing
this weekend, Dr. Roman?
Ah, I know.
A real estate agent is going to
show us houses in Mamaroneck.
Mamaroneck.
I... I don't, um...
I don't know if I want to
live in a town I have to spell out
for everyone for
the rest of my life.
You guys
are getting a house?
Perhaps in Rye?
R-Y-Easy.
How'd you cut
the leg, dude?
Resisting during
a heroin bust.
I try it one time
and dickless here
takes me down
like I'm Scarface.
I've got your X-rays
for bed three.
Oh, service.
But I could've done that.
As discussed, you are not to
set foot in or near radiology.
I swear, I didn't tell.
Maybe you're showing.
Damn it,
I am not showing.
Oh, give me
some credit here.
- I'm a nurse.
- Yeah.
I need you
to keep this secret.
No.
Oh, come on.
We need some
good news around here.
- Aren't you just thrilled?
- Yes.
Maybe after the pukes.
For now...
...let's not turn this
into a shower, okay?
My wife was the same way.
By wife,
he means his hand.
Seriously,
who'd fuck you?
I wonder
if he's ever met Jackie.
Which one,
prisoner or cop?
Either one, I guess.
You get plenty
of time to mingle
when you're stacking time
in the big house.
That's harsh.
What, too soon?
Way too.
I'm going with prisoner,
'cause Jackie's already
been the cop route.
Oh.
Well...
jail is one way
to meet men in New York.
Does Rikers Island
have Linkedln?
More like Lockedln.
Ah!
♪ I am Jean Valjean ♪
♪ Oh, Nurse, oh, Jackie ♪
♪ Please help me,
I've got a fierce rope burn ♪
♪ From pulling that shiv ♪
♪ And a hernia
the size of a doorknob... ♪
Stop, I'm gonna pee.
You guys are
a bunch of assholes.
She never did anything
to any one of you.
♪ Well, now I feel bad. ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
- ♪ Hey. ♪
- Okay, Chelsea,
stand over here for me.
- And you are?
- I'm Jasmine!
Jasmine, thank you.
Well, stand right here.
So, where are you from?
I live here in California,
but I'm from
the Bronx, New York!
All right, Bronx, New York!
Very good. Okay, welcome.
And what do you do?
Hi, Wayne.
I'm a server.
Well, nice to meet you,
Miss Chelsea.
And thank you.
Now, the two of you are here
and we're gonna play a game
in which one of you...
I see that your house
is jointly owned with your husband.
Yeah, my ex-husband.
But he'll agree to a second mortgage.
It's to pay for college
for our daughter.
I'm sorry, but you have
no equity for a loan.
What's that mean?
I should have 150,000 in this house.
I just got back
from the bank.
You took out two mortgages
on our community property
without my permission.
You fucked up, Kev.
Especially with forgery
in the mix.
I'm guessing the
Jackie Peyton signature was Mia's?
Listen, uh,
it was to cover expenses
related
to raising our girls.
Oh, really?
You needed 150 grand
for textbooks and jeans?
Yes, well, that...
Spare me, Kevin.
I need 10 grand right now.
I don't have it.
The money's all gone.
Oh, yeah?
Is that it right there on your wrist?
Look, there was
a renovation at the Red Owl.
All right?
Major renovation.
And with a new baby
on the way,
Mia and I needed to put down
a deposit on a bigger apartment.
The wedding
cost a fortune.
You're telling me that I got kicked out
of a wedding that I paid for?
You were high.
You have lost your right
to say that to me.
You have also lost your right
to keep me from my children.
Do you understand?
New rules... reasonable
visitation starting now.
I need you to sign over the title
for the Jeep so I can sell it.
Give me that watch.
It's a $4,000 Rolex.
Well, we'll see,
won't we?
I know not what sad need
has visited upon you,
but I pray you will accept
the bounteous blessing of our Lord.
That was a shitload of pills
Jackie got arrested with.
Where do you suppose
she got them?
I don't know.
Let's see who's laughing
after I ask you
to provide me with a complete inventory
of your pharmacy.
What are we
talking about here?
An accounting of all
your drugs in and out.
Let's call it
a capsule trail.
Hmm.
I think I can do that.
You think you can?
I'm not your fool,
Mr. Walzer.
I am exactly the wrong person
for you to fuck with.
Well,
I'll get right on it.
No prob.
I don't know.
2,200's a lot.
That water hose
is about to split.
I'll throw in
some duct tape.
Yeah, but I don't know
what else is going on in there.
I gotta say 13 is
gonna be my high end.
I'm looking for a car
just like this.
Are you selling this...
Are you selling this car?
I... yes.
2,200?
Huh.
You take...
You take 2,000?
Excuse me, the lady and I
were in discussion.
I didn't mean to be rude.
2,000?
I could do 2,100,
probably.
21? I can drive it
away right now?
- Sure.
- Whoa, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Wait, wait, wait.
Come on.
Nothing?
Even I feel
a little bit sad.
I'm on probation.
I can't drive it anyway.
I don't know why you
don't let me help you.
I could sell
some of my vinyl.
I got a Springsteen "Spirit in the Night"
worth five grand, easy.
Last time you helped me,
you got pulled into this mess.
You're so fucking...
I'm so fucking what?
You're stubborn,
Jackie Peyton.
You and your donuts.
Fuck donuts.
It's a churro.
I don't have anybody
else to sell to.
I need money
for my lawyer.
I went to jail.
- Jail sucks.
- Really? I liked it.
Where'd you score them?
From this elderly woman
that I take care of.
You get all righteous with me
for dealing to rich adolescents
and you're ripping off
an old lady?
Trust me,
take the churro.
No kids, okay?
My word.
And if you can't
trust a drug dealer...
Mommy? Mommy!
I missed you so much!
Sweetie.
God, me, too, me, too, me, too.
Oh, sweetie.
Oh, my honey.
- I missed you so much.
- I missed you, too.
Grace, come here, honey.
I need a hug.
Oh, my goodness.
- How are you doing, Mom?
- Um, I'm great.
- Thank you, I really am.
- I want to hear what jail was like.
Okay, sweetie,
maybe after dinner, all right?
Come on inside,
I made you your favorite.
- Mac and cheese?
- Well, I made your second favorite.
Come on, sweetie.
What's with the flowers outside?
You hate gardening.
Just trying to make the place
look nice for you, you knucklehead.
Hey, you know what I missed?
Come here.
Can we do
"One, two, three, owl"?
- Yeah, okay.
- Sit.
- Ready?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're not closing them.
- Yes, I am.
Ready?
One, two, three, owl.
- Ah!
- You did.
- You looked just like an owl.
- Who-oo did?
- Get it? Who did?
- Yeah, funny-ish.
Oh, yeah.
Nothing's funny.
Little Miss
Sophisticate.
So, how is everybody?
What happened
to the picture of Nana?
Oh, I just sent the frame
out to get polished.
Are you going back
to the hospital, Mom?
Well, I'm doing the best
I can with that, sweetie.
I'm taking some very serious
steps to stay clean.
I'm clean now.
I'm turning
the whole thing around.
Uh, overshare much?
Tell me
about jail, please?
Grace says you have to poop
in front of everyone.
What did you do?
Why? What do you mean?
What happened?
I should've never
let you near her.
I am going to church.
You watch her.
She's gonna fall down.
She shouldn't
be doing this.
Charlane...
shut the fuck up.
♪ You're just
too marvelous ♪
♪ Too marvelous
for words ♪
♪ Like glorious,
glamorous ♪
♪ And that old standby
amorous ♪
♪ It's all too marvelous
for words. ♪
The shoddy treatment
of my client by this hospital
is at once consistent,
repugnant, and documentable.
It also flies in the face
of legal precedence
and basic fair play.
The list of transgressions
against Nurse Jackie Peyton
is as long as it is
reprehensible.
Wrongful dismissal,
to start.
No due process,
a culture of hearsay and gossip
with no verifiable
evidence of drug use.
I repeat, none.
A career nurse
pressured to leave
by a deceptive ultimatum
from her supervisor,
one Gloria Akalitus.
Capped by a vitriolic and very public
defamation by Gloria Akalitus
in front of ER patients and
a half dozen of my client's coworkers.
If you in human resources
resist a common-sense solution today,
I want to assure you, I am
fully prepared to go for a jury trial
and pursue punitive damages
for this mistreated caregiver.
Don't celebrate
too soon, Jackie.
Diversion
is gonna be hell.
You do understand that
your nursing license is suspended
for the three months
until your board hearing.
And just so nobody mistakes you
for a real nurse,
lose the blue scrubs.
From now on,
you will wear these.
Orderly beige,
like the other nurse's assistants.
You're gonna have
to take a pee test daily.
I am literally gonna drug test
the piss out of you.
You were right.
You made it back.
Yay.
You will be closely
supervised
by a designated monitor
at all times.
Let's be
quite clear, Jackie,
a suspended nursing license means
you may not touch patients...
Hey, Jackie,
can you...
And you may not,
under any circumstances,
administer medications.
Not even aspirin.
Your pay will be cut
by two-thirds.
Nonetheless,
you will do any job,
however menial,
that I see fit.
What do you say?
Deal.
on "Nurse Jackie"...
DWI, and I've done worse.
You look like shit.
- Where am I?
- You went through sedated detox.
It's not safe for the girls
to be around you,
so seeing them
is off the table.
Miss Peyton, as it stands,
I don't see a scenario
- where you keep your nursing license.
- Wait a second.
I'm sorry, your case just isn't
strong enough to meet my criteria.
Gloria, I did what you asked.
I'm in rehab.
I'm here.
I'm ready to work.
You're dangerous!
You're a junkie!
Get out of my ER!
I was wrongfully fired
by All Saints Hospital.
More than that,
I was publicly defamed
in front of half a dozen
of my colleagues.
Now that I can work with.
Hey.
I bought you a coffee.
Oh, thanks,
I'm off caffeine.
Oh, hey, what a coincidence.
I'm off the Oxy.
Yeah, 16 days clean.
I got some home care work
off of craigslist.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
The temp agencies were
asking too many questions.
And jail is not
your strongest opener.
Akalitus put you on
the security watch list.
She's very serious.
Well, I'm serious, too.
My lawyer is a pit bull.
And as soon as he gets here, we're
gonna go upstairs and kick some HR ass.
I don't know
what to say.
Yay!
I'm getting
my job back, you know.
It's under
the diversion program.
Thank you
for the heads up.
Sure.
Hey, Barry, your coffee's
getting cold.
Yeah, meeting's off.
Your check didn't clear.
- You cashed it already?
- Tried to.
Jesus Christ, Barry.
I am good for it,
I promise you.
It's called an advance
for a reason, Jackie.
- Okay, maybe if...
- No maybe.
It's money up front,
10,000.
- Barry, I am a nurse.
- Not until you pay my retainer.
Survey says?
I'll go 27.
It's only silver plate.
This is my wedding ring.
It's gold.
Mm, and hardly worn.
24 karat.
I'll go nine.
900? You're kidding
me, right?
All right.
And there you go.
1,532.
I know not what sad need
has visited upon you,
but I pray you will accept
the bounteous blessing of our Lord.
Cash would be better.
I can't do a shift
this Saturday.
Don't ask me why.
Okay, it's 'cause
of the body
in our apartment
trash chute.
Thor, can you
cover Saturday?
Not a whole body.
A limb.
Like a dismemberment.
Uh, Reuben and I have
"Kinky Boots" tickets.
I have
a candlelight vigil.
For a limb.
A dismemberment.
Maybe if Jackie's back,
she could.
Would you not,
Thor?
I never should've
told you I saw her.
So, Saturday.
Do you supposed
that's where Akalitus is?
Up in HR with the unnamed?
Why would I be up in HR
and with whom?
Jackie somebody?
Am I missing something?
If this Jackie is coming back
like you said, we have no problems.
I shall be steps away
should there be any news.
Of any kind.
I don't know what the hell
Jackie's talking about.
There was no HR meeting.
There's no lawyer.
Are you disappointed that
Jackie's not coming back?
Am I not allowed
to be disappointed?
Addict behavior.
It's what she does.
That's why she can't
come back here, Zoey.
I have a mandate
to protect this hospital
and I will see to it
that Jackie never
touches a patient again.
Vivian, honey?
You haven't had
a good BM in days.
You complaining?
Well, some of your medications
cause constipation.
I take what my doctor
tells me.
You just get me my lunch.
Hey, Eddie, listen. I have this old lady,
she's taking a ton of meds.
I need a consult.
Do you have a minute?
Yeah, okay.
You ready?
Alprazolam, one milligram,
four times a day.
Metoprolol, 10 milligrams,
once a day.
It's going great
with your mom.
Uh-huh.
Is it possible I might get
an advance on next week's?
And possibly
the week after?
I won't be
needing you that long.
I'm putting Mom
in a nursing home.
Look at her.
She's too weak to walk.
Well, it could be
her medications.
You know, she's on
multiple downers.
To keep her calm.
She gets agitated.
So you sedate her
so she can't walk?
Do you want this? 'Cause I
can always find someone else.
What are you doing
this weekend, Dr. Roman?
Ah, I know.
A real estate agent is going to
show us houses in Mamaroneck.
Mamaroneck.
I... I don't, um...
I don't know if I want to
live in a town I have to spell out
for everyone for
the rest of my life.
You guys
are getting a house?
Perhaps in Rye?
R-Y-Easy.
How'd you cut
the leg, dude?
Resisting during
a heroin bust.
I try it one time
and dickless here
takes me down
like I'm Scarface.
I've got your X-rays
for bed three.
Oh, service.
But I could've done that.
As discussed, you are not to
set foot in or near radiology.
I swear, I didn't tell.
Maybe you're showing.
Damn it,
I am not showing.
Oh, give me
some credit here.
- I'm a nurse.
- Yeah.
I need you
to keep this secret.
No.
Oh, come on.
We need some
good news around here.
- Aren't you just thrilled?
- Yes.
Maybe after the pukes.
For now...
...let's not turn this
into a shower, okay?
My wife was the same way.
By wife,
he means his hand.
Seriously,
who'd fuck you?
I wonder
if he's ever met Jackie.
Which one,
prisoner or cop?
Either one, I guess.
You get plenty
of time to mingle
when you're stacking time
in the big house.
That's harsh.
What, too soon?
Way too.
I'm going with prisoner,
'cause Jackie's already
been the cop route.
Oh.
Well...
jail is one way
to meet men in New York.
Does Rikers Island
have Linkedln?
More like Lockedln.
Ah!
♪ I am Jean Valjean ♪
♪ Oh, Nurse, oh, Jackie ♪
♪ Please help me,
I've got a fierce rope burn ♪
♪ From pulling that shiv ♪
♪ And a hernia
the size of a doorknob... ♪
Stop, I'm gonna pee.
You guys are
a bunch of assholes.
She never did anything
to any one of you.
♪ Well, now I feel bad. ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ I want candy ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Hey ♪
- ♪ Hey. ♪
- Okay, Chelsea,
stand over here for me.
- And you are?
- I'm Jasmine!
Jasmine, thank you.
Well, stand right here.
So, where are you from?
I live here in California,
but I'm from
the Bronx, New York!
All right, Bronx, New York!
Very good. Okay, welcome.
And what do you do?
Hi, Wayne.
I'm a server.
Well, nice to meet you,
Miss Chelsea.
And thank you.
Now, the two of you are here
and we're gonna play a game
in which one of you...
I see that your house
is jointly owned with your husband.
Yeah, my ex-husband.
But he'll agree to a second mortgage.
It's to pay for college
for our daughter.
I'm sorry, but you have
no equity for a loan.
What's that mean?
I should have 150,000 in this house.
I just got back
from the bank.
You took out two mortgages
on our community property
without my permission.
You fucked up, Kev.
Especially with forgery
in the mix.
I'm guessing the
Jackie Peyton signature was Mia's?
Listen, uh,
it was to cover expenses
related
to raising our girls.
Oh, really?
You needed 150 grand
for textbooks and jeans?
Yes, well, that...
Spare me, Kevin.
I need 10 grand right now.
I don't have it.
The money's all gone.
Oh, yeah?
Is that it right there on your wrist?
Look, there was
a renovation at the Red Owl.
All right?
Major renovation.
And with a new baby
on the way,
Mia and I needed to put down
a deposit on a bigger apartment.
The wedding
cost a fortune.
You're telling me that I got kicked out
of a wedding that I paid for?
You were high.
You have lost your right
to say that to me.
You have also lost your right
to keep me from my children.
Do you understand?
New rules... reasonable
visitation starting now.
I need you to sign over the title
for the Jeep so I can sell it.
Give me that watch.
It's a $4,000 Rolex.
Well, we'll see,
won't we?
I know not what sad need
has visited upon you,
but I pray you will accept
the bounteous blessing of our Lord.
That was a shitload of pills
Jackie got arrested with.
Where do you suppose
she got them?
I don't know.
Let's see who's laughing
after I ask you
to provide me with a complete inventory
of your pharmacy.
What are we
talking about here?
An accounting of all
your drugs in and out.
Let's call it
a capsule trail.
Hmm.
I think I can do that.
You think you can?
I'm not your fool,
Mr. Walzer.
I am exactly the wrong person
for you to fuck with.
Well,
I'll get right on it.
No prob.
I don't know.
2,200's a lot.
That water hose
is about to split.
I'll throw in
some duct tape.
Yeah, but I don't know
what else is going on in there.
I gotta say 13 is
gonna be my high end.
I'm looking for a car
just like this.
Are you selling this...
Are you selling this car?
I... yes.
2,200?
Huh.
You take...
You take 2,000?
Excuse me, the lady and I
were in discussion.
I didn't mean to be rude.
2,000?
I could do 2,100,
probably.
21? I can drive it
away right now?
- Sure.
- Whoa, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Wait, wait, wait.
Come on.
Nothing?
Even I feel
a little bit sad.
I'm on probation.
I can't drive it anyway.
I don't know why you
don't let me help you.
I could sell
some of my vinyl.
I got a Springsteen "Spirit in the Night"
worth five grand, easy.
Last time you helped me,
you got pulled into this mess.
You're so fucking...
I'm so fucking what?
You're stubborn,
Jackie Peyton.
You and your donuts.
Fuck donuts.
It's a churro.
I don't have anybody
else to sell to.
I need money
for my lawyer.
I went to jail.
- Jail sucks.
- Really? I liked it.
Where'd you score them?
From this elderly woman
that I take care of.
You get all righteous with me
for dealing to rich adolescents
and you're ripping off
an old lady?
Trust me,
take the churro.
No kids, okay?
My word.
And if you can't
trust a drug dealer...
Mommy? Mommy!
I missed you so much!
Sweetie.
God, me, too, me, too, me, too.
Oh, sweetie.
Oh, my honey.
- I missed you so much.
- I missed you, too.
Grace, come here, honey.
I need a hug.
Oh, my goodness.
- How are you doing, Mom?
- Um, I'm great.
- Thank you, I really am.
- I want to hear what jail was like.
Okay, sweetie,
maybe after dinner, all right?
Come on inside,
I made you your favorite.
- Mac and cheese?
- Well, I made your second favorite.
Come on, sweetie.
What's with the flowers outside?
You hate gardening.
Just trying to make the place
look nice for you, you knucklehead.
Hey, you know what I missed?
Come here.
Can we do
"One, two, three, owl"?
- Yeah, okay.
- Sit.
- Ready?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're not closing them.
- Yes, I am.
Ready?
One, two, three, owl.
- Ah!
- You did.
- You looked just like an owl.
- Who-oo did?
- Get it? Who did?
- Yeah, funny-ish.
Oh, yeah.
Nothing's funny.
Little Miss
Sophisticate.
So, how is everybody?
What happened
to the picture of Nana?
Oh, I just sent the frame
out to get polished.
Are you going back
to the hospital, Mom?
Well, I'm doing the best
I can with that, sweetie.
I'm taking some very serious
steps to stay clean.
I'm clean now.
I'm turning
the whole thing around.
Uh, overshare much?
Tell me
about jail, please?
Grace says you have to poop
in front of everyone.
What did you do?
Why? What do you mean?
What happened?
I should've never
let you near her.
I am going to church.
You watch her.
She's gonna fall down.
She shouldn't
be doing this.
Charlane...
shut the fuck up.
♪ You're just
too marvelous ♪
♪ Too marvelous
for words ♪
♪ Like glorious,
glamorous ♪
♪ And that old standby
amorous ♪
♪ It's all too marvelous
for words. ♪
The shoddy treatment
of my client by this hospital
is at once consistent,
repugnant, and documentable.
It also flies in the face
of legal precedence
and basic fair play.
The list of transgressions
against Nurse Jackie Peyton
is as long as it is
reprehensible.
Wrongful dismissal,
to start.
No due process,
a culture of hearsay and gossip
with no verifiable
evidence of drug use.
I repeat, none.
A career nurse
pressured to leave
by a deceptive ultimatum
from her supervisor,
one Gloria Akalitus.
Capped by a vitriolic and very public
defamation by Gloria Akalitus
in front of ER patients and
a half dozen of my client's coworkers.
If you in human resources
resist a common-sense solution today,
I want to assure you, I am
fully prepared to go for a jury trial
and pursue punitive damages
for this mistreated caregiver.
Don't celebrate
too soon, Jackie.
Diversion
is gonna be hell.
You do understand that
your nursing license is suspended
for the three months
until your board hearing.
And just so nobody mistakes you
for a real nurse,
lose the blue scrubs.
From now on,
you will wear these.
Orderly beige,
like the other nurse's assistants.
You're gonna have
to take a pee test daily.
I am literally gonna drug test
the piss out of you.
You were right.
You made it back.
Yay.
You will be closely
supervised
by a designated monitor
at all times.
Let's be
quite clear, Jackie,
a suspended nursing license means
you may not touch patients...
Hey, Jackie,
can you...
And you may not,
under any circumstances,
administer medications.
Not even aspirin.
Your pay will be cut
by two-thirds.
Nonetheless,
you will do any job,
however menial,
that I see fit.
What do you say?
Deal.