Two and a Half Men (2003–2015): Season 8, Episode 7 - The Crazy Bitch Gazette - full transcript

Charlie's past comes back to bite him when his girlfriend decides that his stalker, Rose, is just too much to handle.

Swordfish looks good.

You eat a lot of fish.
Aren't you worried about mercury?

Michelle, on the list of things
I expect to kill me...

mercury poisoning
ranks well below liver failure...

struck by lightning
and heart attack during sex.

Guess which I'm rooting for.

Is that Charles?

Speaking of things I expect to kill me.

What a lovely surprise.

This is my mother Evelyn.
Mom, Michelle.

It's a pleasure.
You have a wonderful son.



Yes, I do. But Charlie and Alan
must never learn of him.

Before she kills, she likes to torture.

So how did you two meet?

Charlie asked me to look at his butt.

Oh, smooth, Charlie.

She's a dermatologist, Mom.

Oh, a doctor?

You have access to Charlie's medical
records and still went out with him.

Nice to see you.
I don't wanna keep you...

from whatever schmuck
you're here to meet.

Sorry I'm late, Mom.

How about that?
The poorest schmuck I know.

Michelle, this is my brother Alan.
Alan, Michelle.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you.



Would you like to join us?

- Sure. Heh.
- How sweet.

ALAN: Waiter?
- I thought you liked me.

Well, this is very pleasant.

The last time I met Charlie's girlfriend I
was picking glitter off my skin for a week.

Oh, right,
the, uh, 22-year-old pole dancer?

[CHARLIE GRUNTS]

Oh! Don't get the wrong idea.

I mean, not every woman
Charlie dates is a stripper.

I can't imagine you stripping,
for example.

I mean, I can imagine it.

So, what's the occasion for you two?

No occasion.
Can't a son invite his mom to lunch?

- He needs money.
- No, no.

If you're looking to give
I'm not gonna turn it down.

You're a dermatologist.
How do I get rid of a 170-pound skin tag?

Excuse me, 164.

Really?
That's the part you object to?

You like to be called a
200-pound drunk?

- One-eighty.
- See?

Yeah, well, better a lush than a leech.

At least a leech doesn't miss
his mother's birthday in a blackout.

But when the lush wakes up...

he can buy her a nice gift
with his own money.

He can, but he doesn't.

- You wouldn't appreciate it.
- Let's not start with appreciation.

Did I ever get a thank you for bearing
you and raising you all by myself?

Thank you, Mommy.

Give it a rest. I'll write you a check.

Thank you, Mommy.

[EVELYN SIGHS]

Do you have children, Michelle?

- I have a daughter.
- Isn't that nice.

She ripped your heart out yet?

- Not quite.
- Well, give her time.

Children are God's little way
of punishing us for having sex.

So, Michelle,
you've met my mom and my brother.

You breaking up with me now,
or prefer to wait till after lunch?

I'll wait. I already ordered the souffl?
and I understand it's very good here.

Oh, she's attractive,
successful and funny.

So tell me, dear, why are you settling?

Um, wait, wait, wait.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

Have there been
a lot of women in this bed?

Uh...

Actually in the bed?

Fewer than you'd think.

- Charlie.
- Listen...

I'm not gonna lie about who I am
or where I've been.

Don't ask unless
you really wanna know.

It doesn't matter.

- The past is the past.
- Agreed.

- Let's work on the present.
- Oh, goodie, I love presents.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

JAKE:
Uncle Charlie?

Busy, Jake.

JAKE:
Oh, is Chelsea back?

- No, Jake.
JAKE: Mia?

No.

JAKE: The married stripper?
Uh, what's her name? Betsy?

- What do you need, Jake?
JAKE: Can I borrow your car?

No, you can't borrow
my hundred thousand dollar Mercedes.

JAKE:
Okay.

- Sorry about that.
JAKE: It's not another hooker, is it?

Excuse me.

- Here's the keys. Go away.
- Thank you.

My nephew. Everyone's convinced
he's a freaking moron...

but I'm starting to think
he's an evil genius.

- Hey, did you hear that noise last night?
- What noise?

Around 2 or 3:00 in the morning,
I thought I heard a man crying.

Oh, that's nothing. That's just Alan.

- It's nothing?
- Yeah.

He gets up
in the middle of the night to pee...

then he can't get back to sleep,
so he masturbates.

Then he starts crying.

Oh, my God, that's awful.

It's like the ocean.
I don't even hear it anymore.

Hey, sorry I'm late. I stopped off
and did the shopping for the week.

This is my housekeeper Berta.
Berta, Michelle.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you.

- Planning a party?
- Every afternoon at 2.

[CHUCKLES]

She's kidding. Right, Berta?

Huh? Yeah. Sure, why not?

Can I go and make your bed or are you
just catching your breath and rinsing off?

It's fine.
We're gonna walk on the beach.

Ha-ha-ha. Good one.

Why is that funny?

Last time this one was on the beach
is because he fell off the deck.

It wasn't his fault. He was drunk.

I'll go make your bed.

She seems nice.

You think?
She scares the crap out of me.

- Well, why don't you get rid of her?
- Oh, no, no, no.

No, I could never fire her,
I love her to death.

Interesting.

So you love her
and yet she scares you?

Little window into old Charlie, huh?

More like a garage door.

Well, you've met my family...

you know all about my past,
my fondness for...

things I'm fond of.

- Uh-huh.
- So why are you still here?

Come on, Charlie, I'm a realist.
Nobody our age comes without baggage.

Well, yeah, but some people might
think that my baggage is extra icky.

- Extra icky?
- That's actually a quote...

from a former girlfriend.

Well, I think that a mature
relationship...

has got to be
based on honesty about our flaws.

- You know my flaws.
- Openness about our past.

You know my past.

And a willingness to forgive.

I forgive you.

[CHUCKLES]

I really like you.

I really like you too.

ROSE:
Hi, Charlie.

There might be one more thing
you should know.

Rose, this is not a good time.

I just want to talk. Sorry, Michelle,
this will only take a minute.

- Do I know you?
- Nope.

Seriously, Rose, not now.

How do you kno...?
How does she know my name?

- Long story.
- Well, not really.

Once you have a plate number
the rest is cake.

Could you give us a minute?

No, she's not going anywhere.

Charlie, who is this woman?

- Just a friend.
- Oh, I'm more than a friend. We dated.

- Just once, eight years ago.
- You haven't seen her in eight years?

- Well, no, no, no. Not exactly.
- We stay in touch.

- You stalk me.
- Oh, please.

Does a stalker babysit his nephew?

Does a stalker sleep with his brother?

Does a stalker's dad
sleep with his mother...

who you met at lunch the other day?

Have you been following me?

Not you.

Okay, I'm a little freaked out here.
I'm gonna go home.

What? Why?

Nice officially meeting you.

Oh, come on, don't go.
I'll get rid of her.

No, no, no. No.
Clearly you have lots to talk about.

But what about all that stuff you said?
Baggage, willingness to forgive?

- Obviously I was wrong.
- Michelle.

No. Look, I could deal...

with your mother, brother,
nephew, housekeeper...

- Yeah, I know...
- No, no, no. I'm not done.

Your drinking, your gambling,
womanizing...

but I am not
putting up with your stalker.

Really?
That's where you draw the line?

Seems a little arbitrary.

Goodbye, Charlie.

I like her. She's feisty.

That's it, Rose. This is the last straw.

Really?
That's where you draw the line?

I really care about this woman.

- I'm glad for you.
- No, you're not. You never are.

You do everything to come between
me and any woman I'm serious about.

- Is that what you think I'm doing?
- Of course that's what I think.

You just did it.

You've been doing it for eight years
and I'm sick of it.

Now get out.

Okay, but you should know that
I didn't come over to ruin your date.

- Really. Why did you come over?
- To tell you that I'm getting married.

I'm not marrying you, Rose.

Not you, silly. Manfred.

Manfred?

He's wonderful.
I can't wait for you to meet.

Uh-huh. Have you met him yet?

You don't believe me?

Of course I don't believe you.

All you've ever done
is manipulate and deceive me.

Fair point.

But I am getting married.

I wanted to let you know
before you heard it somewhere.

Where else would I hear it?

Society page
of The Crazy Bitch Gazette?

Clearly it was a mistake coming over.

No idea the news
would hit you this hard.

Yeah, I'm bowled over.

I'm devastated,
I can't imagine life without you.

Goodbye.

Last chance to kiss the bride.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

What?

I'm not sure how to get home
from this side of the house.

Hey, Michelle, it's me again.

Sorry for all the messages.

Don't worry, I'm not stalking you. Ha, ha.

Anyway, again I am really sorry
for all the craziness last night...

but like you pointed out,
everybody's got baggage.

Unfortunately, one piece of mine
needs to be sedated and institutionalized.

Okay. Call me. Kisses.

Kisses?

If I was any fruitier,
I could open a Jamba Juice.

Check it out. Rose's engagement
announcement is in the paper.

"Manfred Quinn"?

Says he's an important figure
in the fashion industry.

No, I still don't buy it.

- What do you mean? It's in the paper.
- Oh, grow up.

Do you have any idea how many times
I printed my obituary?

Why would you do that?

Lots of reasons. Gambling debts...

angry husbands,
sometimes just to get a little me time.

Real or fake,
I'm a little miffed I wasn't invited.

How do you get invited
to a fake wedding, Alan?

With a fake invitation.

Obviously.

How come Rose only shows up
when I'm in a good relationship?

Where was she when I was dating
the manic depressive Satanist.

Or that chick with all the knives?

Don't forget the pre-op life guard.

Post-op. She was post-op.

Really?

I could've sworn I saw a bulge
in that bikini bottom.

The point is, it's like Rose
has some kind of...

sixth sense where she knows
I'm about to be happy.

Not a sixth sense. She follows you
and watches your every move.

All we know, the house is bugged
and she's listening now.

Hi, Rose.

Yeah, well, if she is...

she overplayed her hand this time.

I'm not falling for this wedding crap.

But just in case,
shouldn't we get her a gift?

- What?
- [WHISPERING] They're having a sale...

at Williams-Sonoma.
Wanna go halvsies on a pepper mill?

- [WHISPERING] I'm not going halvsies.
- Okay.

Okay. How about
a ceramic cow-shaped creamer...

handmade
by the Pennsylvania Dutch?

- No gifts.
- Why not?

Because there's no wedding.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
There's no wedding.

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
You do what you want, Charlie.

But I, Alan Harper, am gonna
get Rose something really nice.

Ooh, a set of faux walnut napkin rings,
only 9.95.

Add to cart. Heh.

- Surprise.
- Not really.

You called like 11 times.

- These are for you.
- Thank you.

It doesn't change anything.

Oh, come on, Michelle.

I can't help it
if some one-night stand...

from years ago
is still obsessed with me.

It's not about her, Charlie.
It's about you.

Okay, I can't help it if I'm so wonderful
that she's still obsessed with me.

- That's not what I meant.
- Yeah, I didn't think so.

The fact you have
a relationship with her...

after all this time tells me
you have feelings for her.

Okay, okay. Maybe we have developed
some sort of friendship...

but that doesn't change
that on a very primal level...

the woman scares the hell out of me.
- Listen to yourself.

What you said about your housekeeper.
You love her, but you're scared of her.

Having met your mother,
I'm betting you're scared of her.

Well, yeah, but I don't love her.

Charlie.

What are you trying to say?
I'm in love with Rose?

You tell me.

Bye, Charlie.

Okay, I do love Berta.

I suppose I kind of love my mother.

Oh, crap.

So today's the big day, huh?

- What big day?
- Rose's wedding.

Oh, please, there's no wedding.

- You sure about that?
- Yeah, I'm sure.

- But what if you're wrong?
- What do you mean?

I mean, would it make
a difference to you...

knowing that cute little face will never
pop up over that railing again?

That the one woman who's always
loved you and been there for you...

is forever out of reach?

- Come on.
- Where are we going?

To the church. I'm gonna prove
she's not getting married.

Okay.

Aren't we a little under-dressed?

There's no wedding.

Last chance to go halvsies
on the napkin rings.

There's no wedding.

Only cost you 50 bucks.

You see? No wedding.

You got x-ray vision?

Come on, I'll show you.

ALAN:
Just a heads up...

if there's no wedding,
you're getting napkin rings for Christmas.

Go ahead, Alan, look.

Tell me if you see a wedding.

- I see a wedding.
- What?

PRIEST: The two persons present
now come to be joined.

Rose and Manfred,
we are here to remember...

My God.

She's really doing it.

Rose is getting married.

It's not too late to stop it.

Don't be ridiculous.

It's way too late.

Okay, $25 to split the gift,
and I'm losing money.

This man and this woman should not
be joined in holy matrimony...

let him speak now
or forever hold his peace.

And we're clear.

Yep, that ought to do it.

Thanks, Freddy.

My pleasure. I guess.

Unbelievable.

Rose is actually married.

Mrs. Manfred Quinn.

I see it now.

I love her.

I've always loved her.

I'm sorry.

It's true what they say, Alan.

You don't know what you've got
till it's gone.

You've still got me.

You're not who they had in mind
when they said it.

I'll always love you, Rose.

Mrs. Manny Quinn.

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