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CATHY: Previously
on The Big C...

How does your husband
feel? I haven't told him yet.

Tell someone, Cathy.

Hi, Cathy, it's
Dr. Mauer. Who's that?

I've been meaning to talk
to you about something.

This is what you mean by fun?
A little doctor fun on the side?

Is that why I'm sleeping
on my sister's couch?

You dad isn't living here because I only
wanted to raise one kid and I chose you.

And from now on,

I'm gonna raise you so
hard your head's gonna spin.

I'll pay you 100 bucks
for every pound you lose.

You don't have
permits for this job.

One of your neighbors
complained. Which one?

You're a pain in the ass.

Well, guess who's not
gonna swim in my pool.

CATHY: I want to be the
one to spill the fruit punch.

PAUL: But you're not the
spilling-the-fruit-punch type.

I'm gonna burn my couch
in the back yard on Friday.

You're starting to get
your weird back, sis.

You have no idea.

CATHY: You're never
gonna pick them up, are you?

I've been asking you to hang up your
clothes since you could dress yourself

but you never do.

So, eventually I pick
them up because it's easier,

but now I feel guilty that
by allowing you to be a slob

has done you a disservice.

I'm trying to sleep.

And what's worse, I've done
a disservice to your future wife.

What are you talking about?

I'm a teacher who
can't teach my son

the importance of basic
neatness and courtesy.

It's almost funny, isn't it?

Not really.

What? Mom, what are you doing?

What's that smell?

Mom!

What are you doing?

I'm burning the couch.

I've always hated
it and now it's gone.

Thank God I'm going to soccer
camp tomorrow, because you're crazy.

Do me a favor and
skip parent's weekend.

Hey, do you want to
track Uncle Sean down

with me later and
maybe we could...

I love you, Adam!

What the hell are you burning?

I've got ashes floating
in my coffee cup

and my tongue
tastes like a Marlboro.

It'll be out in a
minute, Marlene.

You can't just burn a fire in a
residential neighborhood without a permit.

Why don't you call
the cops on me,

like you did when I tried
to make this my pool?

Now I get to wait 3
months for those permits.

Should be done by
Christmas though,

which will make my
pool more of an ice rink.

Why don't you come
on by for a skate?

You'd like me to break
my hip, wouldn't you?

You wanna come in for some
coffee, Marlene? I'll make a fresh pot.

No.

No, thank you, Cathy!

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

You gained two pounds, Andrea.

Fuck that. I've been
starving myself all week.

Don't say "fuck".

And don't starve yourself.
That always backfires.

So does binge eating.

But then at least that
way I get to fall asleep

with the taste of
frosting in my mouth.

Do you do any exercise?

All the time.

I'm training for a triathlon right
now. These are my running shoes.

Well, research shows that you get
as much out of walking as jogging.

By research, do you
mean Glamour Magazine?

'Cause I read that article, too.

Just walk.

Walk around the track, or up
and down the street or in place,

but just walk.

For 100 bucks
a pound, I'll do it,

but I'm pretty sure another
bikini season will pass me by.

Bikinis are cruel
to almost everyone.

I guess that's why Naked
Nancy lets it all hang out.

Who's Naked Nancy?

You never been to the roof?

(PANTING) Oh, yeah!

Mr. Adelman!

Sorry. Put that away!

Yeah. Just checking the AC.

So what kind of time
frame are we talking about?

I couldn't say for
sure. Ballpark it.

I need to plan my
clothing allowance.

Well, melanoma can be tricky.
It can take a lot of different paths.

But at least a year, right?

I would think.

Year and a half? Possible.

Three to five?

We can hope.

You're sure they didn't come
up with a cure this week?

You'd call me right
away if they did?

Don't give that
job to a lazy nurse.

We've talked about the clinical
trials. We've discussed Interleukin-2.

But I just remember you saying
there's no really effective treatment.

Is that still true?

Sorry.

The silver lining is I'll be gone
before my wrinkles get too deep.

See you later, eye cream.

Let's open your
robe and take a look.

I know you mean that
clinically, but still, somehow,

I feel like I'm cheating
on my husband.

He's actually never seen
me naked under fluorescents.

I don't think he's ever seen
me in direct light of any kind.

Well, I've seen
you inside and out,

so there's no need
to feel uncomfortable.

I saw someone
sunbathing naked today.

She was in her
backyard, but still.

What if the gas guy walked
back there to check the meter

or some kid looked over
her fence looking for his ball?

I mean, that's
what I'd be thinking.

Yeah, well, I hope she
was wearing sunscreen

because that's a lot of
sensitive skin exposed.

It's probably just
a body to you.

What do you mean? It's
part of your job, isn't it?

Touching and staring
at peoples bodies.

I don't know. I like to think I still
have some healthy subjectivity.

What do you think? (CHUCKLES)

Compared to the thousands
you've seen. Come on.

Don't make me do this.

You can't hurt my feelings.

Bring it.

Cathy...

You're well above average.

For my age.

No, for any age. Believe me.

Believe me. You know,
I've seen... And you have...

Well, you have an awesome rack.

I have an awesome rack?

(LAUGHS)

You say "rack"? Really?

Why do I feel like that comment
could cost me my medical license?

Don't worry about it.

With any luck, you
only have about

18 months to
feel guilty about it.

Lucky for you.

Not so lucky for me.

Cathy! It's Paul!

If you're in the middle
of affair sex right now,

could you please put your
clothes on so we can talk?

Sorry for yelling.

I didn't want to barge in on
you and your lover out of respect.

I'm big on respect.

Let's get a dictionary and
look that word up for you.

I'm not having an affair, Paul.

That's what everybody who has
an affair says in the beginning.

Trust me. I wouldn't even
know how to get an affair started.

Sure you would.
Same way you got me.

Just walk up to some guy and
tell him he has food in his teeth

and let the sparks fly.

So, who is this doctor then?

He's my dermatologist, Paul.

He just was checking in.

After he burned some
stuff off, I got a little woozy.

Then we need some help
figuring this out 'cause I don't get it.

I don't get why I'm not
living in my own house.

I don't get...

I don't get why I'm so
freaking thirsty all the time.

It must be the
adult-onset diabetes.

I can't get enough to drink.

That's why.

Huh?

Whenever you get anything out of
the cabinet, you leave the door open.

Every single time.

And me asking you to
shut them hasn't worked,

and it doesn't seem fair to keep
getting angry or resenting you for it.

It's like Adam not
picking up his clothes.

And now all those
hours adding up to days

that I've spent closing cabinet
doors and picking up clothes,

I now desperately want back.

So, that's why.

That's as clear
as I can make it.

We need therapy.

You know Tony, that guy in
HR with the mail-order bride,

he recommends this therapist
who helped save his marriage.

Therapy doesn't sound
like a good time to me.

Oh, come on, Cathy.
You owe me this, at least.

Please.

Okay.

Thank you.

So, do you want to
call or should I call?

I'll call. Let me call.

SEAN: It's hot today, isn't it?

It's actually 3 degrees hotter today in
Minneapolis, than it was one year ago.

Do you know why?
Global warming, baby!

And if you buy one
of these gas guzzlers,

you're just part of the problem.

Nice weapon of mass
destruction you're driving.

Put on some clothes. You're
not as hot as you think you are.

Twat did you say?
I cunt hear you.

Adam's cleaning out his closets.

He's probably going
to be 2 inches taller

by the time he gets
back from camp. Here.

You want any of these?

Too young. Too ugly.

Made in a sweatshop by
Taiwanese infants. Nice going, sis.

These could work.

Oh, my God.

I saw my brother's penis.
Somebody shoot me in the eye.

God, nobody
noticed. Nobody cares.

But they could have. There
are like 100 people here.

People don't care that much
about other people in general.

If they did, they wouldn't be
destroying the world we all live in.

Andrea!

What are you doing?

I'm walking.

And eating chips.

I walked all the way from
home and I got hungry.

You told me not
to starve myself.

Hi, I'm Sean.

While I generally like
your look, you are sadly

the product of a rich and
gluttonous society. (MOUTHING)

Our excess is killing you.

Buzz off, Jesus.

He a friend of yours?

This is totally non-nutritive.

You need to eat something that
your body knows how to burn off,

like a fruit or a vegetable.
Here, give me this.

No way. I paid for these.

I'll give you 10 bucks
to throw them away.

Fine.

If you're going to throw
them away, I'll take them.

Hey, how come I can't
eat them but he can?

I don't care about him.

And I only eat trash.

So do you just drive around town

commenting on random
people's food or what?

She'll never tell you this, but
I'm her brother. Her secret shame.

The itch she can't scratch.

Shut your face up!
Jesus is your brother?

That's awesome.

I'm fat, and you've got
a brother that eats trash.

Yeah, everybody's got something.

What are you doing?

(SCOFFS)

You're just like your dad.

What? Does that mean you're going
to kick me out of the house then, too?

You're not going to
soccer camp this summer.

Wait. What?

No, I'm sorry. It's too
long for you to be away,

and there are too many
things we need to do.

Mom, it's six weeks. It's not
that long. Are you kidding me?

I have a very short
window to work with,

if that window
hasn't shut already.

But we'll do fun things, too.

You already signed the
papers. Dad wants me to go.

I know, I changed my
mind. I'll talk to your dad.

No, I'll talk to him! He agrees
with me about how nuts you are.

Mom, I'm sick of you.
You ruin everything. Jeez.

Our son is a wreck. She won't
let him go to camp all of a sudden.

And I'm a mess, and
the worst part of it is,

somewhere deep down, I always
knew she was gonna leave me,

and it's like I'm watching
my worst fear come true,

and there's nothing
I can do to stop it.

It's like on our wedding day.

I couldn't believe
how lucky I was

that someone like her wanted
to be with someone like me

'cause she's a
10 and I'm like a 4,

4 to 6, depending on the day.

And what really
makes it sting is that

I haven't felt good about
my body for some time now.

And I've been thinking
of going to a doctor,

see if I have a thyroid problem,

or maybe I have to
get back to the gym.

You made me cancel
my gym membership

'cause you said I
wasn't going enough,

but I wasn't going
because I hurt my knee.

And then my knee
got better, I couldn't go

because I wasn't a
member any more.

But at least we got that extra 40
bucks in our pocket every month.

What are you
thinking about, Cathy?

I'm thinking

how much Adam
used to love playing

hide and seek with
me when he was little.

And I'm simultaneously thinking

I'd really like a
vanilla latte right now.

Do you think those
two things are related?

Probably not.

(VIDEO GAME SOUNDS)

We're gonna have
fun this summer, Adam.

Maybe you are.

We are. Without soccer camp.

Paintball.

What?

Well, I know how
much you like playing it,

so I thought we
could do it together.

And you can take out
some aggression on me

and maybe you'll realize your old
mom isn't such a drag all the time.

Paintball.

I like playing paintball
with my friends.

I'd rather shoot
myself in the head

than run around the
yard playing with my mom.

Marlene?

Marlene?

What the... (EXCLAIMS)

Are you kidding me?

I am so, so sorry, Marlene.

Get out of here!

I tell you my name and
now you're touching my face.

I brought you a latte.

And you're trying to scald
me with it? Then what?

Burn my couch with me on it? No.

Do me a favor and
forget my name!

I was just trying
to be neighborly.

"Get out" doesn't
mean run your mouth!

Stainless steel, you are kind.

Cathy! I know you're here.

'Cause your car
is in the driveway

and the smell of
cruelty is in the air.

Cathy?

Don't you knock?

On my own door? No.
I'm not gonna do that.

Sorry if I'm not
who you expected.

I wasn't expecting anyone.

What are you doing, honey?

You're laying naked in broad
daylight in the middle of our yard.

I mean, I like it,
don't get me wrong.

You remember when we were
on our honeymoon in France

and we went to
that topless beach

and there were women of all
sizes and ages with their tops off

and I couldn't do it
because I felt so ugly,

like I had to lose five pounds
and my boobs were sagging?

I've been looking at old
photographs and, you know what,

I was pretty cute back
then but I couldn't feel it.

And this is my fault? Because I
told you to go topless in France.

No. I did.

No, you didn't.

You said you were worried
about getting an erection.

Speaking of which...

Well, what do you expect?

I don't know.

You want to do
something about this?

(LAWN MOWER RUNNING)

Maybe.

Maybe?

Yeah. I want to
do it in the grass.

Really?

You want me to
do you in the ass?

No!

Grass!

I said grass.

I'm sorry. Really, Paul?

I... I... Wait...

Oh, come on, that's it?

Look, I have to go get dressed.

I have to pick up
Adam at Brent's.

Well, he's not there.
I just dropped him off

at school to get on
the bus for camp.

He said you changed your mind.

And you didn't think
to check with me?

Let him go, Cathy.

We can use this time
to work on ourselves.

I came here to tell
you that our therapist

had some great things
to say after you left,

and I'm gonna
keep on seeing her,

and I'm gonna fix our marriage,

even if I have to do it alone.

I need the summer, Paul.
Just give me that, please.

(HONKING HORN)

Andrea!

What are you doing?

I'm exercising.

Do you have your license?

Yeah, but my picture sucks.

I don't care. Get
in. You're driving.

Really?

Why the fuck did you do that?

Because I like you, Andrea.

Holy shit, Mrs.
Jamison! Get down!

What are you doing?
I can't drive that fast!

W-T-F, Mrs. Jamison?

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Mrs. Jamison, what are you...

I have to get my son.

Get off.

No, I'm not going to spend the
entire summer with my lunatic mother.

Stop saying things like that.

I'm not crazy because I want to
spend time with you this summer.

I just miss you.

I miss you so much.

Mom, I haven't
been gone an hour.

When you were born
everyone said to me,

"Don't let your baby
sleep in the bed with you.

"You'll never get him
out." But I couldn't help it.

I pulled you in to
me, and I put my face

really close to your little face

so I could feel you breathing into
my mouth and I knew you were safe.

Just stop talking right now.

Get off the bus, Adam. Please?

No!

Get off the bus.

No!

(KIDS LAUGHING)

Get off the damn bus.

Stop it! Jesus! Andrea!

Who is this? You're big back-up?

Shoot him again.

Fine!

GIRL: Behave yourself, Adam.

BOY: Say goodbye
to your mommy, Adam.

Okay.

Sorry.

Sorry about this, everyone.

Enjoy soccer camp.

And don't bully anybody,

and remember to hang up your
clothes when you take them off.

I like you, bitch.

(CHILDREN WHOOPING)

Back off. Oh, shit.

Adam? Adam?

Even though you said that you
hate me, I know that you don't.

And no matter how many
times you have to say it

in order to get
your feelings out,

I don't want you to look
back and hate yourself.

Because I know it's not true.

And even if it is now, I know
that it won't be eventually.

So, I'm keeping him home.

Good move. You're gonna
be real popular this summer.

I have no idea who I'm
gonna be this summer.

You have any more of Adam's
shirts with you? It's cold out here.

It's at least eight
degrees colder

than it was this time last year.

Thanks everybody!

Did any of your friends ever
think I was cute in high school?

You heard me. You
know what I mean though.

Did they ever say,
"Dude, your sister is hot"?

Or "I'd like to tap
your sister's ass."

Oh, my God. Such a dead
on impression of my friends.

It really takes me back.

Never mind.

You're the only one who's
allowed to say what's on their mind.

That's fine.

I did. You did what?

I thought you were hot.

You did?

Yeah, I...

I can't believe I'm
finally telling you this.

Look, I know this is
going to sound sick to you

but please try not to judge
for one second in your life.

I used to imagine
you were my girlfriend.

Really?

I think that's why
we fought all the time

because there was just so
much frustration on my part.

And then I read The
Hotel New Hampshire

and I felt such
a sense of relief

because he writes about the sexual
tension between the brother and sister

and I thought maybe
I wasn't totally nuts.

Are you judging me?

No. No.

Then I have to tell
you something else.

Physically, Cathy,

you have been

and will always be

the grossest person on
Earth to me. (LAUGHS)

You're such a jackass.
Shut up! (WHOOPING)

Shut up! You are so
gullible that it is not even...

Stop it, jackass.

You're a jackass!

"My name is Cathy and
my shit doesn't stink." Say it.

It smells like roses!