Shameless (2011–…): Season 1, Episode 12 - Father Frank, Full of Grace - full transcript
Steve tries to convince Fiona to leave town with him after Tony discovers his true livelihood and threatens him with jail if he doesn't leave. Frank & Karen's secret is discovered.
♪ Think of all the luck
you got ♪
♪ Know that it's
not for naught ♪
♪ You were beaming once before ♪
♪ But it's not
like that anymore ♪
♪ What is this downside ♪
♪ That you speak of? ♪
♪ What is this feeling ♪
♪ You're so sure of? ♪
♪
♪
♪ Round up the friends you got ♪
♪ Know that
they're not for naught ♪
♪ You were willing once before ♪
♪ But it's not like that
anymore ♪
♪ What is this downside ♪
♪ That you speak of? ♪
♪ What is this feeling ♪
♪ You're so... ♪
♪ Sure of? ♪
("Clandestine"
by Brooklyn playing)
♪ We don't know
where we are going... ♪
♪ 'Cause we don't know
where we've been... ♪
Fuck.
♪ Take me home ♪
♪ Before I fall ♪
♪ 'Cause I can't stop
livin' that dream ♪
♪ When I say. ♪
No lattes or anything,
but they did have hot
chocolate for Debbie.
Thanks. And thanks
for driving.
But, but you don't
have to stay.
Oh, it's cool.
I'll hang for a bit.
Tony!
Did you see them?
Still in back.
When can I see them?
If Lip's not charged
as an adult,
you can see them
both in court tomorrow.
Charged as an adult?
He's 17, they may charge him
with felony grand theft auto.
There's no way that Lip would
steal a car. He's too smart.
And Ian doesn't even drive.
If they didn't steal it...
They didn't steal it!
If they didn't,
then they have to
tell the detectives
who gave them the car
and agree to testify.
If they don't give up a name,
Lip could do five years.
If I get convicted,
I can't enlist.
What?
In the Marines?
Good. I was planning on
kneecapping you in your sleep
to keep you out
of Kandahar anyway.
I was hoping for Korengal.
Isn't that where,
uh, Todd Iggulden's
brother lost a foot?
Got him the Silver Star.
Yeah?
And a handicapped placard
to hang from the mirror
of his mom's Civic.
Phillip Gallagher.
No relation to our favorite
overnight guest Frank, I hope.
Son.
You're Frank's kid?
And this is your
first felony bust?
Getting a little late start
for a Gallagher, aren't you?
Slow study, I guess.
And Ian.
Another Frank progeny?
'Fraid so.
You always let your brother
speak for you, Ian?
He's mute.
I can talk.
So, what...
you two geniuses
stole a Porsche Cayenne
and, what, decided to go
on a little late-night
White Castle run?
Come on, Ian.
You do not want to do time.
Not with that face.
I stole the car.
Ian didn't know
anything about it.
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♪
Set 'em up, Mr. Barkeep.
Just had last call, Frank.
So there's still time.
All right. One.
Rot-gut.
Cheapest stuff you
got in the house.
So, uh, Kev.
Just out of curiosity,
do you happen to know
the age of consent in Illinois?
Come on, come
on, pick up, pick up.
It's me. Leave a message.
Steve. Lip and Ian
have just been arrested
driving a stolen car.
Did they get it from you?
Did they?
Where the fuck are you?
What happened to you?
Pick-up hockey game.
What were you, the puck?
Hey, where's my Cayenne?
Beeler called.
Said you never showed.
I don't know. It should've
been there by now.
You're supposed to be delivering it yourself.
Yeah, I was
out looking for that 911
that you wanted.
I wanted the Cayenne.
Beeler needs it in the
container before the ship
leaves for Dubai.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
Come on, come on...
It's almost 1:00...
I got to get going before, uh,
Hal decides I'm having
another affair.
Let me drive you home.
You can get some sleep,
and then come back first
thing in the morning.
Thanks. I'm gonna stay.
Do you want me to take Debbie?
She could sleep
at our house tonight.
I want to stay with Fiona.
Thanks for driving.
Give you a call tomorrow.
Make sure everything's okay.
♪
♪
I saw you from the window.
Are you cold?
Yeah.
Aw.
You're out of the house again.
Yeah.
Every day a few more steps.
I'm up to 13.
Yeah.
Come on, sweet man.
Let's get you a nice warm bath.
Jail? Why didn't you call me?
Jasmine was there.
Who?
One of the moms
from Deb's school.
She was there when
the cops called.
She gave us a ride.
You were there all night?
Yeah. Till they
moved them downtown.
What about a lawyer?
They gave them
a public defender
for their first
court appearance.
Fuck that.
We need a real one,
not some just-got-out-of-
law-school liberal do-gooder
with a 2,000
ghetto-kid caseload.
She's right.
My husband's public defender
never even met Clyde
before the arraignment,
then suggested he plead guilty
to child molestation
and sexual abuse.
What about Dickie Day?
He helped
Marty out with
that arson thing.
Marty got six years.
Tony says the judge
might just release
Ian to me... I mean,
he doesn't have priors.
Yeah, but what about Lip?
They might charge
him as an adult.
He's had a couple
scrapes with the cops.
Truancy, shoplifting,
drinking, and that fight
where he fractured
Cam Matlock's cheekbone.
But no felonies, though.
Stolen Porsche, you said?
Mm.
Still no Steve?
Steve?
Steve!
Shit, Steve.
Yeah?
A couple of kids were brought
in here last night... Gallagher?
Has bail been set yet?
Turk, take 12-36.
Jackson backed 12-17 into a
hydrant on Halsted last night.
Trashed the back end!
Uh, it-it's Gallagher.
It's, it's Phillip and Ian.
No bail. Haven't
been arraigned yet.
Probably make it into court
sometime later today or tomorrow.
Thank you.
I'm worried about her, Frank.
After everything she's been
through with her father,
the humiliation and,
and rejection...
I-I'm just so worried
that she's going to make
some terrible mistake
that she regrets
the rest of her life.
Hi, sweetie.
How did you sleep?
Karen, sweetie?
Do you want to
have some breakfast?
Don't go to the basement yet.
Come and sit
with us.
More cookies to sell?
Is Jimmy here?
No.
He's back in school
in Michigan.
No.
He's living 96 blocks away
on the South Side,
dating my sister, stealing cars,
and going by the name of Steve.
Look...
there's no easy way to say this,
but we have to stop.
It's my boy.
Lip.
I'm sorry, I can't do it to him.
You and me,
I mean, it-it was amazing.
Earth-shattering.
The world turned on its axis
and all of that.
It was for me, too.
And you, so young and sexy
and taut and tight and...
But I'm...
I'll still be there
for you, of course.
If you need help
with your homework
or you need me
to teach you how to drive or...
the toilet needs plunging.
You know, normal
things between a man
and his girlfriend's daughter.
But you and me...
a man has to be able
to look his son in the eye.
A man...
has to have
the courage to fight
the things in his nature
that... you understand...
his passions, his
needs and desires.
Well, okay.
There, I've said it.
You go back to Lip,
I'll go back to your mother.
Yes? Okay?
Good. Good.
Here, here.
Get yourself something nice.
What the hell is that?
Your Cayenne.
Supposed to be black.
Paint it.
What?
I need my end.
You'll get it when I get it.
No, I need it now.
You... all right,
I got a job.
Not interested.
Bring me two Lexuses.
Black if possible, 450 LS's.
There's only
three grand in here.
Look, bring me the 450s,
I'll give you ten grand
next week.
I'm not gonna be here next week;
I'm not gonna be here tomorrow.
All right, come back tonight,
I'll get you the ten grand.
What?
Hold onto my money,
I'll be back for it.
Detective.
Yeah?
Case landed on your desk
last night... Gallagher,
Phillip and Ian?
Yeah.
What's it going to
take to let them walk?
Markovich, is it?
You related somehow?
They're from my neighborhood.
Good kids.
Lip's bright as hell,
doing great at school.
Ian's in ROTC, wants
to join the Marines.
They wouldn't have
been in that car
if they knew it was stolen.
So, uh, you just know them
from around the neighborhood,
is that it?
I'm pretty close
to their sister.
Oh.
They get off, I promise,
I'll kick their asses
up and down the block.
Well, they gotta tell me
who gave them that car.
They won't snitch
and you know it.
Then they're doing time.
Bears tickets.
45 yard line,
23 rows up.
You pick the game.
Two games.
All eight games next season.
Fine.
Preseason and playoffs.
Hey.
Hey.
Ah!
You guys popped your cherry!
Hey, did you guys
see my dad in there?
They give you a cavity search?
No, we weren't there
long enough.
Think it was probably
on the menu, though.
Hey, it's Karen.
Leave a message.
Hey, Karen, it's me.
Um, call me back when you get
this message, all right?
See anybody get shanked?
We were cuffed to a bench in a
hallway most of the night, Carl.
Clean towels.
You both need showers;
you're rank.
I'll go first.
They take your
belts and shoelaces
so you wouldn't
hang yourselves?
Carl, go help Veronica
with dinner.
I helped with breakfast.
You pulled out a cereal bowl.
Go.
So?
I'm sorry, Fiona.
It was stupid.
Could have ended up in prison.
Where'd you get the stolen car?
Lip's not here, okay?
I'm asking you.
Was it from Steve?
Hey, Fiona.
I'm gay.
I know.
I should have told you
a long time ago.
I-I don't know why I didn't.
You're still on my shit list.
♪ Girlfriend for hours ♪
♪ It just keeps coming ♪
♪ This love has been ♪
♪ I am ♪
♪ Alive ♪
♪ I am ♪
♪ Alive. ♪
Mind over matter.
That's the trick
in matters of the flesh.
It's all about willpower.
Some people have
it, some don't.
Me? Got it in spades.
Ah!
Lip and Ian were released.
Released from what?
Jail.
Huh.
About time, too.
You must struggle with
temptation, Kevin.
Nubile, young temptress
traipsing around your house.
In and out of the bathroom
in her dainty little undies.
Are you talking about Ethel?
What is she, 13?
Fourteen?
They know.
They pretend they don't,
but they do.
Hannah Montana?
Those oversexed kids on Glee?
Think they're selling good,
wholesome, all-American fun?
Hell, no!
Flesh and underage temptation.
You can look,
but, oh, no, don't touch.
Fuck off, Frank.
We see firm young bodies,
every synapse
in our cerebellum screams,
"procreate,
impregnate!"
It's not our fault.
We're driven by the deep,
invaluable, evolutionary need
to perpetuate the species.
My brother
Bennie's girl... 15.
Running around his house
in short shorts, lace bra,
underwear hanging out.
I banged Filipino hookers
in the Navy
looked more innocent
than my niece.
All right, you two
sick fucks are cut off.
Willpower, my friend!
Willpower!
We are warriors battling against
the dark forces
of our primal nature.
Knights taking up arms against
our animalistic impulses
in a debauched culture.
Doing battle every day,
gentlemen.
Every single day!
Season tickets?
Just for the year.
Playoffs, too?
Jesus.
This Fiona better be the
best pussy you ever had.
She's the only pussy
I ever had.
Check out this idiot.
You stupid
or just hard of hearing?
Ian and Lip are in jail.
I thought I told you
to leave town.
They were driving
a car that I stole.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
They told you?
No, of course not;
they're South Side.
You got to get them off.
Yeah, and why's that?
'Cause they're innocent.
They didn't know they were
driving a stolen car?
I'll give you the house.
What?
The house that I
bought beside Fiona's.
I'll give you the
title; it's paid for.
You get the charges
dropped, it's yours.
You paid for a house in cash?
It's a shitty neighborhood;
I could have bought two.
How many cars have you stolen?
Do we have a deal or not?
Nothing else is
changed; you're gone.
You don't see her,
don't call, don't write.
Disappear.
I'm gone tonight.
What the hell was that?
I think I may have
just found a way
to move out of my
mom's basement.
- Good job, good job.
- Hey, where is everyone?!
Kitchen!
Chopped up some leftover chuck
for Bolognese Ragu.
I hope everybody is
good and hungry.
Hey.
Carl, set the table.
Hi! I'm Jasmine.
Oh, sorry.
Jasmine, this is Veronica.
V lives next door.
Hiya, V.
Those are great boots.
Macy's?
Famous Footwear.
Oh, wow. I got to
check that place out.
Pour yourself some bubbly, V.
We are celebrating
the boys' big breakout.
Silverware, plates, now.
Brought some Chianti.
Oh, great.
Well, we're making
stir-fry.
Hey, try this.
Ready?
Perfect.
Good?
All right, do you
want to try it?
Oh, no.
Okay.
What do you got there, V?
What's in here?
I, um, I made some pasta sauce.
Oh. Good, good.
Well, you know,
with teenage boys
in the house,
you can never have enough.
You figured out
what you're going
to do to them yet?
Huh?
Punishment.
Ground them for a year?
Nothing.
I'm not their mother.
So I can steal a car
and nothing will happen to me?
You steal a car and I'll
smother you in your sleep.
I need to talk to you.
Can it wait, Debs?
Yeah, guess so.
A toast.
I'll stick to my red.
Okay.
Debbie...
It's okay.
To Chicago jurisprudence
and adolescent misadventure.
Cheers.
Cheers!
Where you going?
Karen's.
Dinner's almost ready.
Not hungry.
Hello!
Hi.
Hi.
The jailbird?
Yeah, one of them.
He's cute.
Hey, so we can definitely
use some help at the office,
with tax season coming up.
You still want that job,
come by tomorrow.
I'll be in the office
all day long.
Thanks.
A job?
Yeah, guess so.
Karen?!
Hey, Karen, you down here?
Hey, you okay?
Left you a couple messages,
but you, you didn't call
me back, so...
You doing all right?
I'm sorry for what I said.
I was being a fucking asshole.
I love you!
Oh, my God!
I spent last night in jail.
Ian and I, grand theft auto.
I think we should stop
seeing each other.
What, because the sex is shit?
I think we should
just be friends.
Why?
Don't make this harder
than it has to be.
Wait, wait, wait.
Is it because I said
that I love you?
Because I don't love you.
That wasn't
"love you" "love you."
That was like middle-of-sex,
you know, "love you."
Listen, honest...
I don't love you.
Okay, no, listen.
I promise,
I promise I don't love you!
Karen!
Karen, I don't love you!
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Lip?
You all right?
How was Karen?
Lip...
She fucking dumped me.
Were you two even a couple?
Still feel shitty.
She is kind of a slut.
Yeah, but...
then so am I.
Maybe why you two got along?
I think I was kind of
falling in love with her.
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♪
Hey.
Hey.
We're heading over to the Tiki,
grab a couple...
want to come?
Nah, I'm behind on
the damn paperwork.
I haven't even checked
my e-mails all day.
Hey, I got the ice hut
set up on the lake.
We fishing this weekend?
Of course.
You bring the Old Style,
I'll bring the kielbasa?
Got it.
All right.
♪
♪
Oh, Mother of God!
Ooh.
No, no, no!
What do you think now, Daddy?
Am I still a whore?
Oh, God! Oh, Mother of God!
She never misses dinner
without calling.
She's so sweet that way.
You gonna finish your pie?
Oh, no, no, you go
right ahead, sweetie.
Mmm.
You know what I was thinking?
Maybe, maybe I should
buy her a car.
You know, she was
so disappointed
when Eddie didn't give her his.
I mean, I've got
some money saved.
I could do it.
How much money?
I think, like, about
$12,000, I think.
I know a guy sells cars.
Why don't you give me the money,
and I'll find her
something nice.
Would you do that, Frank?
That would be wonderful.
Ah...
Uh! She must have
forgot her key.
Maybe, maybe you could
teach her to drive.
Would you do that, Frank?
Yeah!
Teach her?
Hold your horses!
I'm coming!
Maybe a Vulva... I heard
those are real safe.
Eddie, y... you know
you're not welcome here!
You're not coming in!
I saw Frank!
I saw what you did!
Eddie, stop, you're
gonna break the door! Eddie!
Where are you, Frank?!
Where are you?!
Eddie...!
Eddie!
Frank!
♪ I want you, too true ♪
You'd better run, you bastard!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie! Eddie!
♪ I got you now. ♪
Fiona?
Debs, why aren't you in bed?
We need to talk.
What's up?
It's about Steve.
There are things
you don't know about him.
I already know, Debs.
You do?
Life's messy and
people have secrets.
But I don't want you worrying
about this kind of stuff, okay?
You're still a kid.
So just be a kid, okay?
The grown-ups around here have
got things covered.
Really?
Really.
Come on.
Where is he?
Where is who?
Frank.
Frank Gallagher!
He's not here!
If you happen to see Frank...
tell him he's a dead man.
I don't care how long it takes,
I don't care how much he begs,
he's fucking dead.
You fucked the wrong guy's
daughter, Gallagher!
He gone?
Yeah.
Anybody got a spare pair
of shoes I could borrow?
Leave the
lights off, please.
Are Lip and Ian home?
You bastard.
Are they out of jail?
You gave them a stolen car?
Yeah, Lip asked me.
To borrow one 'cause he needed
to run some errands
or something,
and he asked me if I could...
I have to leave town.
Where the fuck have you been?
Come with me.
Costa Rica. It's beautiful.
I have friends there.
Why do you have to go...
the police?
Costa Rica.
We can rent a house
on the beach.
I don't know what the fuck
you're talking about.
The kids would be all right.
Lip and Ian can run things.
Yeah, Debbie? Carl? Liam?
Kev and V can still help
around here.
Is that what
you actually think this is?
Like, people popping in,
feeding dogs?
How much time will you get
if you turn yourself in?
Look at me.
I can't go to jail.
I might as well wear heels.
Come with me, Fiona.
How long is it gonna be
about them
and not about you?
When are you gonna
finally do something
for yourself?
Liam's two. 16 more years
till he's out of the house.
You'll be what, 37, 38?
And who says that Frank's
done dumping babies
in your lap to raise?
You deserve a life of your own.
Costa Rica.
Then maybe Rio.
Have you ever been to Rio?
You ever been
outside of Chicago?
I love you.
I want to be with you.
It's not forever.
We'll come back.
Three months.
Six months.
Maybe a year.
You can call them
every single day.
Come with me, Fiona.
Come with me.
First class.
Miami out of O'Hare,
tomorrow afternoon.
Well, I don't have a passport.
We'll get one in Miami.
I'll meet you at O'Hare
tomorrow afternoon...
the American terminal.
I love you.
He's right.
You should go, Fiona.
You've done more than enough.
We'll be all right.
♪ When the bough breaks ♪
♪ And the sun sets ♪
♪ All the birds rise ♪
♪ Up to me. ♪
Gallagher!
I'm going to find you, Frank!
Just a matter of
time, you asshole!
What the hell is going on?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
That is awesome!
Okay, guys, turn it of!
No, no, no, no, no!
Gallaghers.
What?
Joey!
What?
Be a pal, Lip.
When you and Frank get done
passing around,
uh, "Daddyzgirl,"
why don't you, uh, send
her over to our place?
Someone's got to pop this
little pussy's cherry.
We'll just make sure
to double-bag
his itsy-bitsy johnson first.
♪
♪
Frank?
Frank?!
One more person deserting them.
Costa Rica?
Drinking blended margaritas
under an umbrella
on a white sand beach?
Give me the ticket.
Shit, I'll go.
I got a job offer.
You know, I could start
bringing in some steady cash.
Answering phones
at some office in Cermak
or sambaing in Rio?
That's the Sophie's choice
you're agonizing over?
What are you afraid of?
That the kids won't miss you?
That by day three or four,
Carl will be saying,
"Fiona who?" when you call?
Afraid, if you ever do
something even remotely selfish,
the earth's
gravitational pull will end
and we'll all go flying
into space?
No. Shit.
I think I might be
in love with him.
I know.
Scary, isn't it?
Come on.
Lip? Jesus.
What are you...?
You fucked her?
You fucked her?
All right,
all right, come on.
Calm down, calm down!
Get the fuck off me!
Enough!
Enough!
Enough!
Calm down.
Get out of here.
You motherfucker.
Go!
Why would he do this?
Because he's a fucking psycho.
I told him straight...
very nice, very reasonable.
"You'll get your 40 bucks
when my new disability
claim kicks in."
The next thing I know,
he's beating me to death.
Honey, this is all over money?
You should have
asked me for it.
I would have given it to you.
No. I couldn't
take advantage.
Sweetie.
You are too easy on them.
They don't deserve you.
You know,
when it's all said and done,
you're the only one
who's nice to me.
Oh, honey.
You're really nice to me.
Sweet man.
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen
your smiling face ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen a sunny day ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since you wore
your pillbox hat ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we drove your Pontiac ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since you gave me
butterflies ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen it burning ♪
♪ In your eyes ♪
♪ But I don't mind ♪
♪ When I've got you next to me ♪
♪ Next to me ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we tripped
into this ditch ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we drank the arsenic ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we've been inside ♪
♪ Of this tomb ♪
♪ But I don't mind ♪
♪ When I've got you next to me ♪
♪ Next to me. ♪
How's your hand?
It's broken, I think.
Where'd you get the car?
What?
The one you wrecked
trying to kill your dad.
I stole it.
You're getting pretty
good at that, huh?
Quick study.
I'm sorry, Lip.
Fucking fathers, huh?
♪
♪
♪
♪
Lip?
Lip!
Lip! I'm sorry!
Okay? I'm a shit.
No, I am.
A complete asshole.
I know it.
If your grandmother was
here, she'd say it, too.
It's totally my fault.
We all do things.
Well, not all.
It's like...
the moon orbiting the earth.
These things show up,
and you know you shouldn't,
but then you do, and then
you don't know what to do.
But we can't hold
it against her.
She's young and carefree.
I mean, we're both victims here,
you and me.
The Bible says it is blessed
to forgive, son.
And that forgiveness
is the first step...
on the stairway to heaven.
We're both fucking victims!
Open the window, son.
How can I ever really say
I'm sorry?
Shit.
What the fuck?!
Fair enough.
("Littlething"
by Jimmy Eat World playing)
♪ It's how I've often felt ♪
♪ When I find myself ♪
♪ Oh, on nights like these ♪
♪ Like Christmas Eve ♪
♪ From the empty office window ♪
♪ To the street outside ♪
♪ It's everything
not to call... ♪
Sorry...
♪ And find out why ♪
♪ It's just a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪
♪
♪ I know it's just
a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
Hey.
♪ And there's a quiet dream ♪
♪ I'm not supposed to think ♪
♪ Eating away at my mind ♪
♪ Could you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪ It's just a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪ And there's a quiet dream ♪
♪ I'm not supposed to think ♪
♪ Eating away at my mind ♪
♪ Stay with me tonight. ♪
you got ♪
♪ Know that it's
not for naught ♪
♪ You were beaming once before ♪
♪ But it's not
like that anymore ♪
♪ What is this downside ♪
♪ That you speak of? ♪
♪ What is this feeling ♪
♪ You're so sure of? ♪
♪
♪
♪ Round up the friends you got ♪
♪ Know that
they're not for naught ♪
♪ You were willing once before ♪
♪ But it's not like that
anymore ♪
♪ What is this downside ♪
♪ That you speak of? ♪
♪ What is this feeling ♪
♪ You're so... ♪
♪ Sure of? ♪
("Clandestine"
by Brooklyn playing)
♪ We don't know
where we are going... ♪
♪ 'Cause we don't know
where we've been... ♪
Fuck.
♪ Take me home ♪
♪ Before I fall ♪
♪ 'Cause I can't stop
livin' that dream ♪
♪ When I say. ♪
No lattes or anything,
but they did have hot
chocolate for Debbie.
Thanks. And thanks
for driving.
But, but you don't
have to stay.
Oh, it's cool.
I'll hang for a bit.
Tony!
Did you see them?
Still in back.
When can I see them?
If Lip's not charged
as an adult,
you can see them
both in court tomorrow.
Charged as an adult?
He's 17, they may charge him
with felony grand theft auto.
There's no way that Lip would
steal a car. He's too smart.
And Ian doesn't even drive.
If they didn't steal it...
They didn't steal it!
If they didn't,
then they have to
tell the detectives
who gave them the car
and agree to testify.
If they don't give up a name,
Lip could do five years.
If I get convicted,
I can't enlist.
What?
In the Marines?
Good. I was planning on
kneecapping you in your sleep
to keep you out
of Kandahar anyway.
I was hoping for Korengal.
Isn't that where,
uh, Todd Iggulden's
brother lost a foot?
Got him the Silver Star.
Yeah?
And a handicapped placard
to hang from the mirror
of his mom's Civic.
Phillip Gallagher.
No relation to our favorite
overnight guest Frank, I hope.
Son.
You're Frank's kid?
And this is your
first felony bust?
Getting a little late start
for a Gallagher, aren't you?
Slow study, I guess.
And Ian.
Another Frank progeny?
'Fraid so.
You always let your brother
speak for you, Ian?
He's mute.
I can talk.
So, what...
you two geniuses
stole a Porsche Cayenne
and, what, decided to go
on a little late-night
White Castle run?
Come on, Ian.
You do not want to do time.
Not with that face.
I stole the car.
Ian didn't know
anything about it.
♪
♪
Set 'em up, Mr. Barkeep.
Just had last call, Frank.
So there's still time.
All right. One.
Rot-gut.
Cheapest stuff you
got in the house.
So, uh, Kev.
Just out of curiosity,
do you happen to know
the age of consent in Illinois?
Come on, come
on, pick up, pick up.
It's me. Leave a message.
Steve. Lip and Ian
have just been arrested
driving a stolen car.
Did they get it from you?
Did they?
Where the fuck are you?
What happened to you?
Pick-up hockey game.
What were you, the puck?
Hey, where's my Cayenne?
Beeler called.
Said you never showed.
I don't know. It should've
been there by now.
You're supposed to be delivering it yourself.
Yeah, I was
out looking for that 911
that you wanted.
I wanted the Cayenne.
Beeler needs it in the
container before the ship
leaves for Dubai.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
Come on, come on...
It's almost 1:00...
I got to get going before, uh,
Hal decides I'm having
another affair.
Let me drive you home.
You can get some sleep,
and then come back first
thing in the morning.
Thanks. I'm gonna stay.
Do you want me to take Debbie?
She could sleep
at our house tonight.
I want to stay with Fiona.
Thanks for driving.
Give you a call tomorrow.
Make sure everything's okay.
♪
♪
I saw you from the window.
Are you cold?
Yeah.
Aw.
You're out of the house again.
Yeah.
Every day a few more steps.
I'm up to 13.
Yeah.
Come on, sweet man.
Let's get you a nice warm bath.
Jail? Why didn't you call me?
Jasmine was there.
Who?
One of the moms
from Deb's school.
She was there when
the cops called.
She gave us a ride.
You were there all night?
Yeah. Till they
moved them downtown.
What about a lawyer?
They gave them
a public defender
for their first
court appearance.
Fuck that.
We need a real one,
not some just-got-out-of-
law-school liberal do-gooder
with a 2,000
ghetto-kid caseload.
She's right.
My husband's public defender
never even met Clyde
before the arraignment,
then suggested he plead guilty
to child molestation
and sexual abuse.
What about Dickie Day?
He helped
Marty out with
that arson thing.
Marty got six years.
Tony says the judge
might just release
Ian to me... I mean,
he doesn't have priors.
Yeah, but what about Lip?
They might charge
him as an adult.
He's had a couple
scrapes with the cops.
Truancy, shoplifting,
drinking, and that fight
where he fractured
Cam Matlock's cheekbone.
But no felonies, though.
Stolen Porsche, you said?
Mm.
Still no Steve?
Steve?
Steve!
Shit, Steve.
Yeah?
A couple of kids were brought
in here last night... Gallagher?
Has bail been set yet?
Turk, take 12-36.
Jackson backed 12-17 into a
hydrant on Halsted last night.
Trashed the back end!
Uh, it-it's Gallagher.
It's, it's Phillip and Ian.
No bail. Haven't
been arraigned yet.
Probably make it into court
sometime later today or tomorrow.
Thank you.
I'm worried about her, Frank.
After everything she's been
through with her father,
the humiliation and,
and rejection...
I-I'm just so worried
that she's going to make
some terrible mistake
that she regrets
the rest of her life.
Hi, sweetie.
How did you sleep?
Karen, sweetie?
Do you want to
have some breakfast?
Don't go to the basement yet.
Come and sit
with us.
More cookies to sell?
Is Jimmy here?
No.
He's back in school
in Michigan.
No.
He's living 96 blocks away
on the South Side,
dating my sister, stealing cars,
and going by the name of Steve.
Look...
there's no easy way to say this,
but we have to stop.
It's my boy.
Lip.
I'm sorry, I can't do it to him.
You and me,
I mean, it-it was amazing.
Earth-shattering.
The world turned on its axis
and all of that.
It was for me, too.
And you, so young and sexy
and taut and tight and...
But I'm...
I'll still be there
for you, of course.
If you need help
with your homework
or you need me
to teach you how to drive or...
the toilet needs plunging.
You know, normal
things between a man
and his girlfriend's daughter.
But you and me...
a man has to be able
to look his son in the eye.
A man...
has to have
the courage to fight
the things in his nature
that... you understand...
his passions, his
needs and desires.
Well, okay.
There, I've said it.
You go back to Lip,
I'll go back to your mother.
Yes? Okay?
Good. Good.
Here, here.
Get yourself something nice.
What the hell is that?
Your Cayenne.
Supposed to be black.
Paint it.
What?
I need my end.
You'll get it when I get it.
No, I need it now.
You... all right,
I got a job.
Not interested.
Bring me two Lexuses.
Black if possible, 450 LS's.
There's only
three grand in here.
Look, bring me the 450s,
I'll give you ten grand
next week.
I'm not gonna be here next week;
I'm not gonna be here tomorrow.
All right, come back tonight,
I'll get you the ten grand.
What?
Hold onto my money,
I'll be back for it.
Detective.
Yeah?
Case landed on your desk
last night... Gallagher,
Phillip and Ian?
Yeah.
What's it going to
take to let them walk?
Markovich, is it?
You related somehow?
They're from my neighborhood.
Good kids.
Lip's bright as hell,
doing great at school.
Ian's in ROTC, wants
to join the Marines.
They wouldn't have
been in that car
if they knew it was stolen.
So, uh, you just know them
from around the neighborhood,
is that it?
I'm pretty close
to their sister.
Oh.
They get off, I promise,
I'll kick their asses
up and down the block.
Well, they gotta tell me
who gave them that car.
They won't snitch
and you know it.
Then they're doing time.
Bears tickets.
45 yard line,
23 rows up.
You pick the game.
Two games.
All eight games next season.
Fine.
Preseason and playoffs.
Hey.
Hey.
Ah!
You guys popped your cherry!
Hey, did you guys
see my dad in there?
They give you a cavity search?
No, we weren't there
long enough.
Think it was probably
on the menu, though.
Hey, it's Karen.
Leave a message.
Hey, Karen, it's me.
Um, call me back when you get
this message, all right?
See anybody get shanked?
We were cuffed to a bench in a
hallway most of the night, Carl.
Clean towels.
You both need showers;
you're rank.
I'll go first.
They take your
belts and shoelaces
so you wouldn't
hang yourselves?
Carl, go help Veronica
with dinner.
I helped with breakfast.
You pulled out a cereal bowl.
Go.
So?
I'm sorry, Fiona.
It was stupid.
Could have ended up in prison.
Where'd you get the stolen car?
Lip's not here, okay?
I'm asking you.
Was it from Steve?
Hey, Fiona.
I'm gay.
I know.
I should have told you
a long time ago.
I-I don't know why I didn't.
You're still on my shit list.
♪ Girlfriend for hours ♪
♪ It just keeps coming ♪
♪ This love has been ♪
♪ I am ♪
♪ Alive ♪
♪ I am ♪
♪ Alive. ♪
Mind over matter.
That's the trick
in matters of the flesh.
It's all about willpower.
Some people have
it, some don't.
Me? Got it in spades.
Ah!
Lip and Ian were released.
Released from what?
Jail.
Huh.
About time, too.
You must struggle with
temptation, Kevin.
Nubile, young temptress
traipsing around your house.
In and out of the bathroom
in her dainty little undies.
Are you talking about Ethel?
What is she, 13?
Fourteen?
They know.
They pretend they don't,
but they do.
Hannah Montana?
Those oversexed kids on Glee?
Think they're selling good,
wholesome, all-American fun?
Hell, no!
Flesh and underage temptation.
You can look,
but, oh, no, don't touch.
Fuck off, Frank.
We see firm young bodies,
every synapse
in our cerebellum screams,
"procreate,
impregnate!"
It's not our fault.
We're driven by the deep,
invaluable, evolutionary need
to perpetuate the species.
My brother
Bennie's girl... 15.
Running around his house
in short shorts, lace bra,
underwear hanging out.
I banged Filipino hookers
in the Navy
looked more innocent
than my niece.
All right, you two
sick fucks are cut off.
Willpower, my friend!
Willpower!
We are warriors battling against
the dark forces
of our primal nature.
Knights taking up arms against
our animalistic impulses
in a debauched culture.
Doing battle every day,
gentlemen.
Every single day!
Season tickets?
Just for the year.
Playoffs, too?
Jesus.
This Fiona better be the
best pussy you ever had.
She's the only pussy
I ever had.
Check out this idiot.
You stupid
or just hard of hearing?
Ian and Lip are in jail.
I thought I told you
to leave town.
They were driving
a car that I stole.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
They told you?
No, of course not;
they're South Side.
You got to get them off.
Yeah, and why's that?
'Cause they're innocent.
They didn't know they were
driving a stolen car?
I'll give you the house.
What?
The house that I
bought beside Fiona's.
I'll give you the
title; it's paid for.
You get the charges
dropped, it's yours.
You paid for a house in cash?
It's a shitty neighborhood;
I could have bought two.
How many cars have you stolen?
Do we have a deal or not?
Nothing else is
changed; you're gone.
You don't see her,
don't call, don't write.
Disappear.
I'm gone tonight.
What the hell was that?
I think I may have
just found a way
to move out of my
mom's basement.
- Good job, good job.
- Hey, where is everyone?!
Kitchen!
Chopped up some leftover chuck
for Bolognese Ragu.
I hope everybody is
good and hungry.
Hey.
Carl, set the table.
Hi! I'm Jasmine.
Oh, sorry.
Jasmine, this is Veronica.
V lives next door.
Hiya, V.
Those are great boots.
Macy's?
Famous Footwear.
Oh, wow. I got to
check that place out.
Pour yourself some bubbly, V.
We are celebrating
the boys' big breakout.
Silverware, plates, now.
Brought some Chianti.
Oh, great.
Well, we're making
stir-fry.
Hey, try this.
Ready?
Perfect.
Good?
All right, do you
want to try it?
Oh, no.
Okay.
What do you got there, V?
What's in here?
I, um, I made some pasta sauce.
Oh. Good, good.
Well, you know,
with teenage boys
in the house,
you can never have enough.
You figured out
what you're going
to do to them yet?
Huh?
Punishment.
Ground them for a year?
Nothing.
I'm not their mother.
So I can steal a car
and nothing will happen to me?
You steal a car and I'll
smother you in your sleep.
I need to talk to you.
Can it wait, Debs?
Yeah, guess so.
A toast.
I'll stick to my red.
Okay.
Debbie...
It's okay.
To Chicago jurisprudence
and adolescent misadventure.
Cheers.
Cheers!
Where you going?
Karen's.
Dinner's almost ready.
Not hungry.
Hello!
Hi.
Hi.
The jailbird?
Yeah, one of them.
He's cute.
Hey, so we can definitely
use some help at the office,
with tax season coming up.
You still want that job,
come by tomorrow.
I'll be in the office
all day long.
Thanks.
A job?
Yeah, guess so.
Karen?!
Hey, Karen, you down here?
Hey, you okay?
Left you a couple messages,
but you, you didn't call
me back, so...
You doing all right?
I'm sorry for what I said.
I was being a fucking asshole.
I love you!
Oh, my God!
I spent last night in jail.
Ian and I, grand theft auto.
I think we should stop
seeing each other.
What, because the sex is shit?
I think we should
just be friends.
Why?
Don't make this harder
than it has to be.
Wait, wait, wait.
Is it because I said
that I love you?
Because I don't love you.
That wasn't
"love you" "love you."
That was like middle-of-sex,
you know, "love you."
Listen, honest...
I don't love you.
Okay, no, listen.
I promise,
I promise I don't love you!
Karen!
Karen, I don't love you!
♪
♪
Lip?
You all right?
How was Karen?
Lip...
She fucking dumped me.
Were you two even a couple?
Still feel shitty.
She is kind of a slut.
Yeah, but...
then so am I.
Maybe why you two got along?
I think I was kind of
falling in love with her.
♪
♪
Hey.
Hey.
We're heading over to the Tiki,
grab a couple...
want to come?
Nah, I'm behind on
the damn paperwork.
I haven't even checked
my e-mails all day.
Hey, I got the ice hut
set up on the lake.
We fishing this weekend?
Of course.
You bring the Old Style,
I'll bring the kielbasa?
Got it.
All right.
♪
♪
Oh, Mother of God!
Ooh.
No, no, no!
What do you think now, Daddy?
Am I still a whore?
Oh, God! Oh, Mother of God!
She never misses dinner
without calling.
She's so sweet that way.
You gonna finish your pie?
Oh, no, no, you go
right ahead, sweetie.
Mmm.
You know what I was thinking?
Maybe, maybe I should
buy her a car.
You know, she was
so disappointed
when Eddie didn't give her his.
I mean, I've got
some money saved.
I could do it.
How much money?
I think, like, about
$12,000, I think.
I know a guy sells cars.
Why don't you give me the money,
and I'll find her
something nice.
Would you do that, Frank?
That would be wonderful.
Ah...
Uh! She must have
forgot her key.
Maybe, maybe you could
teach her to drive.
Would you do that, Frank?
Yeah!
Teach her?
Hold your horses!
I'm coming!
Maybe a Vulva... I heard
those are real safe.
Eddie, y... you know
you're not welcome here!
You're not coming in!
I saw Frank!
I saw what you did!
Eddie, stop, you're
gonna break the door! Eddie!
Where are you, Frank?!
Where are you?!
Eddie...!
Eddie!
Frank!
♪ I want you, too true ♪
You'd better run, you bastard!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie! Eddie!
♪ I got you now. ♪
Fiona?
Debs, why aren't you in bed?
We need to talk.
What's up?
It's about Steve.
There are things
you don't know about him.
I already know, Debs.
You do?
Life's messy and
people have secrets.
But I don't want you worrying
about this kind of stuff, okay?
You're still a kid.
So just be a kid, okay?
The grown-ups around here have
got things covered.
Really?
Really.
Come on.
Where is he?
Where is who?
Frank.
Frank Gallagher!
He's not here!
If you happen to see Frank...
tell him he's a dead man.
I don't care how long it takes,
I don't care how much he begs,
he's fucking dead.
You fucked the wrong guy's
daughter, Gallagher!
He gone?
Yeah.
Anybody got a spare pair
of shoes I could borrow?
Leave the
lights off, please.
Are Lip and Ian home?
You bastard.
Are they out of jail?
You gave them a stolen car?
Yeah, Lip asked me.
To borrow one 'cause he needed
to run some errands
or something,
and he asked me if I could...
I have to leave town.
Where the fuck have you been?
Come with me.
Costa Rica. It's beautiful.
I have friends there.
Why do you have to go...
the police?
Costa Rica.
We can rent a house
on the beach.
I don't know what the fuck
you're talking about.
The kids would be all right.
Lip and Ian can run things.
Yeah, Debbie? Carl? Liam?
Kev and V can still help
around here.
Is that what
you actually think this is?
Like, people popping in,
feeding dogs?
How much time will you get
if you turn yourself in?
Look at me.
I can't go to jail.
I might as well wear heels.
Come with me, Fiona.
How long is it gonna be
about them
and not about you?
When are you gonna
finally do something
for yourself?
Liam's two. 16 more years
till he's out of the house.
You'll be what, 37, 38?
And who says that Frank's
done dumping babies
in your lap to raise?
You deserve a life of your own.
Costa Rica.
Then maybe Rio.
Have you ever been to Rio?
You ever been
outside of Chicago?
I love you.
I want to be with you.
It's not forever.
We'll come back.
Three months.
Six months.
Maybe a year.
You can call them
every single day.
Come with me, Fiona.
Come with me.
First class.
Miami out of O'Hare,
tomorrow afternoon.
Well, I don't have a passport.
We'll get one in Miami.
I'll meet you at O'Hare
tomorrow afternoon...
the American terminal.
I love you.
He's right.
You should go, Fiona.
You've done more than enough.
We'll be all right.
♪ When the bough breaks ♪
♪ And the sun sets ♪
♪ All the birds rise ♪
♪ Up to me. ♪
Gallagher!
I'm going to find you, Frank!
Just a matter of
time, you asshole!
What the hell is going on?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
That is awesome!
Okay, guys, turn it of!
No, no, no, no, no!
Gallaghers.
What?
Joey!
What?
Be a pal, Lip.
When you and Frank get done
passing around,
uh, "Daddyzgirl,"
why don't you, uh, send
her over to our place?
Someone's got to pop this
little pussy's cherry.
We'll just make sure
to double-bag
his itsy-bitsy johnson first.
♪
♪
Frank?
Frank?!
One more person deserting them.
Costa Rica?
Drinking blended margaritas
under an umbrella
on a white sand beach?
Give me the ticket.
Shit, I'll go.
I got a job offer.
You know, I could start
bringing in some steady cash.
Answering phones
at some office in Cermak
or sambaing in Rio?
That's the Sophie's choice
you're agonizing over?
What are you afraid of?
That the kids won't miss you?
That by day three or four,
Carl will be saying,
"Fiona who?" when you call?
Afraid, if you ever do
something even remotely selfish,
the earth's
gravitational pull will end
and we'll all go flying
into space?
No. Shit.
I think I might be
in love with him.
I know.
Scary, isn't it?
Come on.
Lip? Jesus.
What are you...?
You fucked her?
You fucked her?
All right,
all right, come on.
Calm down, calm down!
Get the fuck off me!
Enough!
Enough!
Enough!
Calm down.
Get out of here.
You motherfucker.
Go!
Why would he do this?
Because he's a fucking psycho.
I told him straight...
very nice, very reasonable.
"You'll get your 40 bucks
when my new disability
claim kicks in."
The next thing I know,
he's beating me to death.
Honey, this is all over money?
You should have
asked me for it.
I would have given it to you.
No. I couldn't
take advantage.
Sweetie.
You are too easy on them.
They don't deserve you.
You know,
when it's all said and done,
you're the only one
who's nice to me.
Oh, honey.
You're really nice to me.
Sweet man.
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen
your smiling face ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen a sunny day ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since you wore
your pillbox hat ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we drove your Pontiac ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since you gave me
butterflies ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since I've seen it burning ♪
♪ In your eyes ♪
♪ But I don't mind ♪
♪ When I've got you next to me ♪
♪ Next to me ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we tripped
into this ditch ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we drank the arsenic ♪
♪ It's been a long time ♪
♪ Since we've been inside ♪
♪ Of this tomb ♪
♪ But I don't mind ♪
♪ When I've got you next to me ♪
♪ Next to me. ♪
How's your hand?
It's broken, I think.
Where'd you get the car?
What?
The one you wrecked
trying to kill your dad.
I stole it.
You're getting pretty
good at that, huh?
Quick study.
I'm sorry, Lip.
Fucking fathers, huh?
♪
♪
♪
♪
Lip?
Lip!
Lip! I'm sorry!
Okay? I'm a shit.
No, I am.
A complete asshole.
I know it.
If your grandmother was
here, she'd say it, too.
It's totally my fault.
We all do things.
Well, not all.
It's like...
the moon orbiting the earth.
These things show up,
and you know you shouldn't,
but then you do, and then
you don't know what to do.
But we can't hold
it against her.
She's young and carefree.
I mean, we're both victims here,
you and me.
The Bible says it is blessed
to forgive, son.
And that forgiveness
is the first step...
on the stairway to heaven.
We're both fucking victims!
Open the window, son.
How can I ever really say
I'm sorry?
Shit.
What the fuck?!
Fair enough.
("Littlething"
by Jimmy Eat World playing)
♪ It's how I've often felt ♪
♪ When I find myself ♪
♪ Oh, on nights like these ♪
♪ Like Christmas Eve ♪
♪ From the empty office window ♪
♪ To the street outside ♪
♪ It's everything
not to call... ♪
Sorry...
♪ And find out why ♪
♪ It's just a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪
♪
♪ I know it's just
a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
Hey.
♪ And there's a quiet dream ♪
♪ I'm not supposed to think ♪
♪ Eating away at my mind ♪
♪ Could you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪ It's just a little thing ♪
♪ Buried in the other things ♪
♪ Burning away from inside ♪
♪ Would you stay
with me tonight? ♪
♪ And there's a quiet dream ♪
♪ I'm not supposed to think ♪
♪ Eating away at my mind ♪
♪ Stay with me tonight. ♪