Rush (2014): Season 1, Episode 7 - Because I Got High - full transcript

- Previously on Rush
- Personalized medicine,

working out of the back of your car?

Where else am I supposed to treat them?
I mean...

- I was thrown out of the hospital.
- I did what I had to do.

I was the best doctor
on the floor that night,

- and you know it.
- After six years,

you still can't own up to your mistakes.

You two are taking a break.

BOTH: What?

Not forever, just for a little while,

until my husband gets
his priorities straight.



Why do you think I'm with
him and not with you?

It's because he's someone
that I can depend on.

If he makes you happy...

then, you know...

go for it.

Bye.

(dance music playing)

Arturo!

What can I do for you?

Another party, Dr. Rush?

No, no. It's the same party.

Just, you know,
sometimes an event takes a few nights

just to really hit its stride.

You want to join us?



I work three jobs, Dr. Rush.

I never get a day off.

Right. Well,
we should do something about that.

What's going on?

Ah, the-the manager told me to get you.

Um, uh,
there's a guest in 405... he won't wake up.

Well, here's an idea: let him sleep.

But the ladies in the room with
him said that his heart stopped.

So, he's dead.

'Cause if he's dead,
you really don't need me.

No, no, no. It stopped, then start again.

Start. Stop! Start. Stop!

They said he's very famous.

Um, Tyler, uh, "Doo-gone"?

Tyler Dougan, the singer?

Si, Tyler "Doo-gone."

I'll get my bag.

(elevator bell dings)

"How the Mighty Have Fallen."

No.

I don't know any of these songs, Dr. Rush.

Amazing.

Summer of '94, I smoked my first
joint to "Porcelain Gods."

(laughs): In Jonas Morris's

brother's room,
up above his parents' garage.

And I had my first threesome

with Jenny Rubin and Kimby Carter,

listening to "White Rabbit Radio."

"No Looking Back"?

- No.
- No?

Wow.

Can't this thing go any faster?

RUSH: Oh, hey. How you doing?

Where is he?

Oh, wow.

Tyler Dougan.

How the mighty have fallen.

- What happened here?
- Nothing illegal.

He was telling us a story about

partying in the rainforest,
and he just passed out.

Weak pulse.

Pinpoint pupils.

Blue fingertips.

I'd say opiates.

A little Narcan should do it.

Can I have some room, please?

Shit, what are you on, Big Dog?

No tracking.

All right, let's take a look at this.

Oh, bingo!

Fentanyl patches.

Well, Narcan is not gonna work

if you got opiates in overdrive.

All right, let's give it another go.

Oh, come on.

(gasps loudly)

Oh, there we go!

Arturo, give me a hand, please.

Get him on the bed.

All right. Up we get.

Whoa.

What happened?

"Too Much of a Good Thing."

I wrote that song.

Oh, I know.

Rock on.

Rock on.

Is he gonna be okay?

Yeah, now that those patches are off him.

Just needs to sleep it off.

As for me,

I think I'll take this for my troubles,

get back to my party.

Can we come, too?

That's possible.

Arturo!

Care to join?

Um... I-I do have a 20-minute break.

Well, it's no day off, but it's something.

Rock on.

Shall we?

Where are you, toner?

I guess you'll have to do.

Now my jacket?

(sighs) Great.

Just got the estimate from the gutter guy.

- Yeah?
- Take a guess.

$1,200.

$3,250.

Thirty-two...

Mm-hmm.

I could get a boob job for that.

On one side, anyway.

Not that you need one.

Well, I guess there goes our trip to Cabo.

Unless I get my dad to pitch in?

No. Mm-mm. Don't even.

Laurel, please. Don't.

Alex, it's been six months.

Elliot needs to see his nana and papa.

Look, it's either gutters or margaritas.

Take a pick.

Can't you just fix the gutters?

Me? (laughs)

Just make them last another year.

You know, do some of your Alex Burke magic.

Screw 'em in.

You... you...

You're good.

Yeah.

That did it.

(laughs)

I already work 60 hours a week;

might as well be a frickin' contractor, too.

What was that, baby?

I said, I love you!

I love you.

Going to Cabo.

(groans)

What are you doing?

The maid can clean that stuff up.

The maid complained.

And, frankly, I don't blame her.

It's Animal House 2 in here lately.

That sequel never happened.

It's happening right now.

(bottle clanks)

Oh! God, what the hell's
the matter with you?

What is the matter with you?

Ever since you came back from
that ultrasound conference,

you've been messy.

Oh, what? So you're punishing me with noise?

No, I am rousing you,
so the maid can come in here

and do what she thinks is
the full extent of her job.

I, on the other hand, am going downtown

to have your medical license renewed.
So get up!

No. Just wake me up when you get back.

The maid can wait.

No, you have Molly Wilcox at noon.

What? Since when?

You never told me about that.

Yes, I did. I told you last week.

And I told you yesterday.

Well, reschedule her.

(sighs) You know she can't reschedule.

What I know is:
it would've been nice to have been told.

- Rush, I told you.
- No, you didn't.

- Yes, I did.
- No, you didn't!

Rush, just once, admit you're wrong.

I will... when it happens.

(whispers) Impossible. What?

Nothing.

No, what'd you say?

Nothing.

No, n-no! Come on, come on, come on!

You got something to say, let's say it.

You know that expression
"No man is an island"?

- Yeah.
- You are that island.

And you always will be until
you admit you're wrong.

(phone ringing)

Well, who doesn't like islands?

Yes!

Oh! Hi, sorry.

Uh, yeah.

Sure, that'd be...

I'll be right down.

- Who's that?
- Oh, you know.

Just someone else I'm sure you have

a lot of very helpful opinions about.

- I just meant...
- No, no. I know what you meant.

What are we gonna do about Molly Wilcox?

Well, I'll figure it out.

Like always.

- (knocking)
- I'm coming, I'm coming.

- Ah! Champagne!
- Whoa!

(laughs)

Yeah, please!

Tough morning doctoring?

No. Doctoring I can handle.

Armchair psychology? Not so much.

(chuckles)

I hear you saved my life.

Mm.

Well, uh, I could say the same, Big Dog.

Big Dog?

You're a fan?

Every track.

Even the last record?

"White Rabbit Radio Redux"?

Yeah, a lot of people thought
that was a load of crap, right?

Like the same record all over again.

No, no, no. I loved it.

Rock on, man. Sit down!

- You're making me nervous. Sit down.
- Yeah?

Yeah, take a load off.

Yeah, I would take it easy,
mixing the alcohol

with patches and the... you know.

Just take it from a guy who knows.

I take it you've, uh...

treated a lot of guys in that predicament.

Oh, no. I have been the
guy in your predicament.

(chuckles)

A fellow sailor on the canal
of controlled substances.

That's me.

Nice.

So what's your excuse?

Demons.

Mine, too.

(chuckles)

Look at us, huh?

Two peas in a pod.

Yeah. Listen, I-I got to ask
you one question while I'm here.

Winona Ryder.

No, that's not my question.

That's everybody's question.

No, no, n-no. God, no.

No, um...

On-on "No Looking Back,"

are you using lap steel picks?

(chuckles) You got a good ear, son.

- Yeah?
- You play?

Oh...

You play.

Ah, well, not-not in a long while, but yeah.

I mean, when I was in high school,

God, I used to spend hours
just sitting in my room,

playing along to your records.

You know, hours, man.

Dude, you were my hero.

I wanted to be just like you.

I-I wanted to be a rock star.

You want to write a song?

D-Don't you have somewhere to be?

Probably.

Go on.

Really?

Yeah. Yeah.

Get a feel for that, huh?

First thing we need is a title, right?

Uh, something from the heart, you know?

Wow, this is... this is crazy.

(sighs)

"Never Been Wrong."

You just make that up?

Yeah.

That's fantastic!

- Really?
- Yeah!

"Never Been Wrong."

- Let's do this, man!
- All right.

- Start with a B. Give me a B?
- Start with a B?

- Ready?
- Uh...

Nice, huh? That's good.

If you took it, just tell me.

Why would I take your toner?

I'm also missing two tops,

a jacket, my iPod and who knows what else.

It... it feels like
everything's been messed with.

How do you know exactly
how many tops are missing?

Because I have enough tops to wear

a different one every day for a month.

They're on a rotation.

That's crazy.

I know. So, where are they?

No. I mean having a rotation
like that for tops is crazy.

It's not crazy. It works.

Well, I was... obviously

just about to say it's
also completely adorable.

Didn't say it fast enough.

(chuckles)

Look, Eve,

I'm sure it will all turn up

right when you least expect it.

- Want to bet?
- Sure.

If you find the stuff... any of it...

I get

a weekend in Palm Springs.

Deal.

And what do you want?

Two tops, a new iPod

and my special Swedish toner?

(laughs)

Bye.

♪ Never been good and never been right ♪

♪ I never felt as good
as I'm feeling tonight ♪

♪ I knew you were the one all along ♪

♪ I never been wrong ♪

Yeah!

♪ I never been wrong ♪

♪ Never been ♪

♪ Never been ♪

♪ I've never been wrong. ♪

(laughs)

Not bad, Doc! Not bad at all!

Hey, you want to take it to the next level?

Rock opera?

No.

There you are.

(chuckles) What is that?

Is that...?

Is that shit?

No.

That ain't shit.

That...

is the shit.

Ayahuasca.

Oh.

Dimethyltryptamine.

You ever tried it?

I don't normally say this,

but no, I have not tried this drug.

Oh, brother, trust me, that is

a life-changing experience (groans)

that will open doors of perception.

I mean, really allow you to look within.

Yeah. No, not interested. (laughs)

Sorry. Some doors are better left closed.

- Trust me.
- What are you afraid of?

All right, you may consider
yourself a connoisseur

of eclectic chemicals,

but this is the most powerful shit

I have ever done.

Let's do it.

- What? Right now?
- Right now.

No, no. I-I have to work.

No work, brother. It's time to play!

It's powerful as in fun though, right?

It's not just life-changing?

Totally.

Good. 'Cause I like my life.

Come on, what do you say?

Just come on.

(sighs): Oh...

Ah... all right.

All right, I'll, uh...
I'll make myself free.

You bet you're gonna make yourself free!
Fantastic!

All right, let's go!

- Where we going?
- Your place.

Yeah, we-we can't do it here, man; I mean,

people are bugging me all the time, right?

Rock star shit.

Oh! Yeah, yeah.

Rock star shit.

Right.

Uh, can I bring the guitar?

That is yours, baby, to keep!

Come on!

Oh, this is amazing.

(grunts)

Why? (phone ringing)

Why, Lord? Why did I ever buy a house?

Hey.

Guess where I am right now.

I need you to do a call for me.

I'm on top of a ladder.

Fixing my rancid, rotten-ass rain gutters.

Still don't care. Can you do it?

What would I have to do exactly?

I mean, I just got clean with Laurel

about hanging out with you on the sly.

Can you do it, Alex?

- Where?
- Chatsworth.

That's deep Valley, Rush. No!

Five grand.

Deep Valley, here I come.

Great, I'll, uh...
I'll text you the address.

All right, cool. Peace.

Not today.

Nice place you got here, Doc.

Yeah, yeah. It's, uh... it's not bad.

I mean, I'm no rock star,
but the view's okay.

So...

Where'd you get this stuff anyway?

I got a guy in the Amazon... Chad.

He, uh, brews it up for me.

All proprietary and shit.

Oh. (chuckles)

All right.

No looking back.

Yeah.

- Mmm!
- Mmm.

- (laughs)
- (groans)

♪ I've been good ♪

♪ Never been right ♪

♪ I never felt as good
as I'm feeling tonight ♪

♪ I knew you were the one all along... ♪

Feel anything yet?

Give it a minute there, hombre.

- Right.
- (laughs)

♪ Knew you were the one all along ♪

Yeah!

♪ I've never been wrong. ♪

Yeah. Yeah.

So, uh, is the dosage on
this stuff standardized?

'Cause I'm not...

Chad says it is, so, uh...

Yeah, I mean, I never had a dud jar yet.

Right. Yeah,
there's always a first time I guess.

But, uh... Just got to wait it out, right?

- There you go.
- (knocking)

MAN: Tyler! You were supposed to be

- at that signing an hour ago.
- Damn it!

He found me.

Who?

- Captain Bringdown.
- (pounding on door)

My, uh, my... Hang on a second!

My manager.

(sighs)

Listen, man. I got to go.

What? I got to go. Trouble awaits.

All right, no, no, no.
That's-that's cool. No, no.

Trust me.

It's all gonna happen.

I want to hear all about it.

You...

enjoy the ride.

- All right. All right?
- All right.

- (pounding on door)
- I'm coming!

(sighs)

No looking back.

(sighs)

(sighs)

Thanks for nothing.

Oh...

Oh, shit.

(panting)

(dance music playing)

This is what I'm talking about.

What?!

Women.

Blow.

Drug that actually works.

Give me that.

Oh, God. It's good shit!

I told you, dude, I'm your guy.

(laughs) Yeah! Right.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Mm.

This is he.

What?

Uh...

What...? About what?

You sure he asked for me?

'Cause, uh, I...

Me?

All right.
All right, tell him I'll be right here.

Got to go.

Who was that?

Hospital.

Yo! You going to a hospital right now?

Yeah.

As, like, a patient?

No! As a doctor. (laughs)

Pleasure doing business with you.

Manny.

Yeah, I know. Manny.

(laughs) God.

Got to go.

I'm out.

Call me anytime, bro.

Anytime!

I know!

(sighs)

(beep)

WOMAN (over P.A.) Number 36.

Number 36.

Excuse me.

They start over after a hundred?

(sighs)

- (knocking)
- Come in!

Hi. Dr. Alex Burke.

Sorry for the delay. Got the wrong address.

Molly. Have a seat.

It's actually good you're running late.

Gave me a chance

to go over these new script pages,

which are terrible.

These writers have no idea
about human motivation.

What do you do here?

I'm a producer.

Ah. Always wondered what they did.

You sound like a writer.

No. The business is not a world I'm in much.

Honestly, I can't remember the last time

I saw a movie that wasn't animated.

I'm envious. Rush didn't tell me

what we were doing today, so, uh...

I came prepared. Sounds like Rush.

My husband and I are doing IVF,

but I don't have time to drive to our doctor

in Venice every week,
and I don't care what he says.

I can't stand needles.

It's so lame, right?

No. We all have things that freak us out.

Mine is cereal milk.

- Cereal milk?
- Yeah. You know, the milk

that's left behind in the bowl?

Some people actually drink that stuff.

I can't.

It freaks me out, every time.

I no longer feel so stupid.

Good job!

Thank you.

Your supplies?

Oh. Uh, in there.

- You mind?
- Knock yourself out.

Okay.

Ah.

Mm-hmm.

So how do you know Rush?

Uh, Rush dated an actress

- that was in my last film.
- Uh-huh.

Sounds about right.

Yeah. Uh, I tried to put him in that movie,

but he said it wasn't for him.

Mm.

That's surprising.

All done.

Rush usually sings to me.

- Sings?
- Yeah.

- When he does it, he sings.
- Sings what?

I don't know, just sing the last thing

that you heard or I'll faint.

♪ The itsy-bitsy spider ♪

♪ Went up the waterspout ♪

♪ Down came the rain ♪

♪ And washed the spider out ♪

♪ Out came the sun ♪

♪ And dried up all the rain ♪

♪ And the itsy-bitsy spider ♪

♪ Climbed up the spout again. ♪

- All done.
- (exhales)

Okay. Interesting.

Rush usually goes with
"This Is How We Do It."

Oh, sorry about that.

Uh, it's the last thing I heard at home.

You know, my son loves that song.

It was nice.

Thanks.

(distorted chatter, baby crying)

WARREN: Will. Will!

(sniffs)

- Thanks for coming in.
- Yeah.

All hands on deck, right?

Yeah, unfortunately.

It's like Northridge all over again.

Have to say, I-I was surprised

when you asked for me to...

Thank you, Dad.

It means a lot.

We called every surgeon within 30 miles.

Are you okay?

Completely.

Yeah, it's just...

it's all a little intense, that's all.

Great.

Because we need you tonight, son.

- They need you.
- NURSE: Dr. Rush!

- Yeah. Talk to me.
- Patient.

Uh, 60 years old, male.

X-rays are showing free air in the abdomen.

Right. Let's, uh... let's-let's take a look.

TYLER: Same record all over again.

Dr. Rush!

The patient's waiting.

Right.

Right, let's do this.

(monitor beeping steadily)

Clamp.

Is this your third surgery tonight?

Fifth.

Got to tell you,

I assist a lot of surgeons, Dr. Rush.

You are a rock star.

Thank you.

(grunts)

What just happened?

Uh, gauze. Suction.

I think I just cut... I...

- I think, uh...
- What?

I, uh... There-there must've been

a-a wound in-into the liver
that triage didn't pick up.

Don't worry, I'll-I'll fix it.

Same record all over again.

What?

It's all gonna happen.

Doctor, are you all right?

- Yeah.
- (monitor beeping rapidly)

BP crashing, doctor. Sats, too.

- (monitor flatlining)
- All right. I'll fix it.

Could I have some more suction, please?

More gauze.

I got this!

More suction, please! I'm gonna fix this!

WOMAN (over P.A.): 14.

Now serving 14.

(sighs)

Small business registration.

You?

License renewal.

WOMAN: 15.

I don't know why we have
to come here to do this.

You can do everything else
on the phone or online.

Buy a sofa.

Bet on a horse.

Apply to adopt a kid. Have sex.

But we got to come here

to sign things.

It's nuts.

Can I ask you a... crime question?

Shoot.

If... I think that somebody's been

stealing stuff from my apartment,
what do I do?

Change your locks.

But I'm the only one with a key, so...

Were you ever in a relationship
while living in this same place?

Yeah, I guess...

I was.

So, he could've had a duplicate key made

without telling you.

Yeah, I-I guess he...

could have.

WOMAN: 17.

Any reason to believe

that person may still
have an interest in you?

WOMAN: 17?

Oh, that's me!

Change your locks.

Thanks.

And this is him at the firehouse.

Little dude loves fire trucks.

I've actually done a lot
of movies about firemen.

Yeah?

Did you produce Backdraft?

No.

Did Rush not tell you?

- No...
- (door opens)

Ooh, we got a problem.

You're the doctor, right?

Yeah. Why?

Come with me.

- What happened?
- Um, no details.

They just said somebody
dropped during a gang scene.

- A gang scene?
- Yeah.

Uh, right over there.

Oh.

This kind of gang scene.

Okay, everybody clear!

ALEX: Wait, wait, wait!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

We-we have to restart her heart.

Step aside, Doc.

She has a pulse. All you were gonna do

is break her ribs. What's her name?

- Carey.
- Hang in there, Carey.

Her airway is blocked.

She choked on something.

Get a towel. Roll it into a burrito.

Help me put it underneath her head.

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

Did she have anything else in her mouth?

Is that gum?

Oh! Of course.

We tuck it under

our tongues for scenes.

For the taste.

It's sitting right on her vocal chords.

Oh, my God.

Forceps, forceps.

I need forceps.

Shit!

Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.

- What are you doing?
- Improvising.

(sighs)

Come on, breathe. Breathe, Carey!

- Carey!
- (coughing)

That's it, that's it, that's it.

Come on, sit up.

(coughing continues)

What happened?

You choked on gum.

(sighs)

Stupid.

Do we have a scene together?

(chuckles) No.

I'm a real doctor.

Oh.

Too bad.

Alex,

you were amazing.

- ACTOR: Yeah, Alex!
- Good job, Alex!

- Come on, yeah!
- (cheering)

There we go.

All better.

You are a rock star.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(muttering)

Where you going, Big Dog?

Hey.

Can you come over, please?

Now would be great.

Thank you so much, Alex.

Yeah, you're the man, Alex.

MOLLY: All right, ladies, let's clear out.

Bye, Alex.

Here you go.

Lucky for Carey you were here.

You saved her life.

(sighs)

Does money freak you out, too?

No. It's just...

You know, this is just...

What?

It's kind of different.

And awesome.

Thanks.

Thank you.

See you around.

All right, this... this is a trip, right?

- Oh, yeah.
- I got to get out of here.

No, no, no, no, no.
What's the rush there, Rush?

This is the night that I lost everything.

This is the night.

"White Rabbit Radio Redux."

Yeah, the same record

- all over again.
- WOMAN: Dr. Rush?

No, I-I can't do this again.

Face the music, Big Dog.

What?

- Dr. Rush, before you leave...
- Yeah?

...would you mind providing
us with a urine sample?

I would actually.

I'm tired, I want to get to bed.

And that's what happens when
you save people's lives.

There's a concern that you just
worked under the influence.

Is there?

WARREN: Will!

Dad. You requested this.

- Yes, I did.
- Why?

You almost lost a patient.

I saved a patient.

A patient you almost killed.

Take the test, Will.

If you're clean, what's the problem?

Why are you doing this to me?

You've done this to yourself.

It was wrong to come in tonight.

It was wrong to lie to me.

So you're trying to punish me?

No, Will.

I'm trying to save you.

Take the test.

(laughs) No.

This is bullshit.

This is bullshit.

This is bullshit!

Not gonna do it and they can't make me.

I just got to get out of here.

Oh, come on.

(grunts)

Oh! (laughs)

Yeah, of course.

I need to... Come on!

(yells)

(laughs)

I won't do it.

I won't... do it!

Come on!

I'm not gonna do it. I'm not gonna do it!

I won't do it!

Come on!

I won't do it!

What?

No! I won't!

Your dad was right.

You were wrong.

What's it gonna take for you to admit that?

You were wrong.

You're not even real.

"Not even real." Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm realer than you are, brother.

See, I'm that little voice inside your head.

The one you never listen to!

BOTH: The one you take every drug

and drink every drink just to try...

BOTH: Shut up!

You almost killed somebody, Will.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

BOTH: "No man is an island."

I'm gonna kill you.

How you gonna kill me, Big Dog?

I'm you.

(yells)

Say you were wrong!

Ah! No!

- Just say it, Big Dog. Say it.
- No.

- No way.
- Just say it.

Leave me alone!

Say it.

Say it!

Say it!

Say it!

(gasping)

I was wrong.

I was wrong.

What happened?

What's wrong?

I don't know. Uh...

I was gonna go in.

And then something just felt off.

Like, maybe whoever's been
taking my stuff was in there.

I don't know.

I'm probably being crazy.

Eve...

Yeah?

Um... I took your stuff.

Wait, you... lied to me?

I wanted to surprise you.

I had plans

to take you to Palm Springs this weekend.

I-I packed you a bag so I could just...

You totally freaked me out.

Obviously.

And I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Don't touch me.

I... just want some space.

I really don't like being lied to.

Clearly.

Don't worry, no surprises.

It's... your things.

Where are you going?

I'm going home.

You were right the first time we went out,
Eve.

You're not ready.

(car door closes)

(engine starts)

Baby, do you know anything about these men

standing in our driveway?

Yup.

They're here to put up the new gutters.

So we're not going to Cabo?

We're going to Cabo, too, baby.

With what money?

Uh, well, I figured it out.

Yeah... Oh?

Moved some funds around.
Did my Alex Burke magic.

Are you sure? Because we don't have...

Babe.

I got it all covered.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

All right.

- If you say so.
- I say so.

Okay! Yay!

Oh, good.

- Yes.
- Okay.

Oh, uh, by the way,
the garbage disposal, it's...

Needs fixing.

Yeah.

It could use some of that Alex Burke magic.

I love you, too.

(sighs)

Hey.

Hey.

This place looks oddly neat.

Yeah, well, I let the maid have
her way with me for a change.

I have this.

Uh, State of California

has once again renewed
its faith that you are fit

to practice medicine.

Congratulations.

Thank you for doing that.

I am gonna head downstairs,
get myself some real breakfast.

- Rush?
- Yeah?

I'm sorry about yesterday.

- What I said.
- You don't have to apologize.

Yes... I do.

I am not in any position to
judge anyone else's life.

Certainly not when it
comes to relationships.

I'm sorry.

No harm, no foul.

Uh, one more thing?

Super hungry.

I may have been wrong

about telling you about Molly Wilcox.

No.

No, you were right.

Excuse me?

You told me twice. I forgot.

Did you just admit you were wrong?

- No.
- You kind of did.

No. I said you were right.
That's completely different.

- (phone ringing)
- It's kind of the same thing.

- Eve?
- Just upside down and backwards.

- One thing implies the other...
- Eve?

- What?!
- Phone?

Oh.

Dr. Rush's office.

Let me just...

I'll see if he's available.

This woman, um,
wants you to come out to Bel-Air

to remove a tick from
her eight-year-old son.

Lovely.

Uh, can you tell her I'll be an hour or so?

Give the little creature
a chance to get his fix.

I feel his pain.

Hello. Yes.

Dr. Rush is available.

- Hey, Doc! Doc!
- Listen, the woman...

The guy's wife...

Give me a sec. Hey.

So how was it, man?

Life-changing experience.

Yeah, yeah. Life-changing experience.

- How was your trip?
- My trip?

Oh, no, no, man. The minute I left you,

I-I went back to my room. (retches)

- Oh! Right. Sensible.
- Yeah. Threw it up.

You can't go out into the world
messed up like that. Shit goes wrong.

Yeah, ain't that the truth.

I'm sensing a little hesitation from you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. I mean... come on man!

What'd you really think of it!
Be-be, be honest.

Oh! You want me to be honest?
All right.

Your last album... sucked.