All language subtitles for Shameless S04E10 Liver, I Hardly Know Her-eng

This is what you missed
last week on Shameless.

I'm not finished yet.

Francis Gallagher,
will you marry me?

All I need is a marriage certificate.

-I'm gonna be your new mom.
-Really?

What's your dad gonna do when
he gets out of jail and I tell him

you spend all day with orange boy
rubbing your dicks together?

Five hundred dollars tomorrow,
or I call him.

I try to make a point of not banging
my roommates' girlfriends.

Why'd you stop by here
before class?

Because you were hoping
I'd be here.

-I'm Bonnie.
-Carl.

You wanna have some fun?
Empty the register!

- Whoa! Shit!
-Holy fuck.

Congratulations, man.
Drink on the house.

- What for?
-The birth of your child?

Yeah, my kid
just popped out too.

But my mother-in-law
won't let me raise him.

-I'm not dying.
-I'm just trying to make you

as comfortable as possible.

Then take me to the Alibi.

Get your ass down here, Frank.

- What is this?
-Couldn't bring you to the bar,

so we brought the bar to you.

- I need a gun.
-Who you gonna kill?

- Just gimme a gun.
-You own a bar on the South Side.

How the fuck do you
not have a gun?

You're allowed to be out
from 8:00am to 6:00pm.

OFFICER: If you miss curfew, you'll
violate the terms of your probation,

-and you can go back to jail.
-(ANKLE MONITOR BEEPING)

- You got a job?
-I'm working on it.

Have you ever been convicted
of a felony?

You know, we will be in touch.

You think that you're
a good person. You're not.

Everything is fucked because of you!

(THEME MUSIC PLAYS)

Ripped By mstoll

(DISTORTED NOISES)

♪ (PUNK ROCK RECORD PLAYING) ♪

- Yeah!
-(ALL SHOUTING)

(RECORD SKIPPING)

Carl,

these are the last words that will
pass between you and your father.

Your chance to put everything
you've ever wanted to say to Frank

into one final talk.

You're gonna remember it
for the rest of your life.

All right, sweetheart?

Now, no pressure.

I'll give you a moment.

Daddy, how do you feel?

(WHISPERING) I'm ready...

He said he's ready
for the Lord's will.

-I'm ready for more pills.
-Oh!

More pills.

We're out of oxys, but I have a
dealer coming with liquid morphine.

Okay?

Carl, if--

Carl?

Well, I was thinking
of just, like, a bouquet,

and then a boutonniere
for the groom,

and just maybe a centerpiece.

Oh, roses.
That would be really nice.

Yeah, can you get me
a quote on that?

Okay, thank you.

What do you think?
I had it altered.

And I asked Chuckie if he wanted
to be the ring bearer,

and he said yes.
And I think he's excited.

Although,

it's kind of hard
to tell with him.

Oh, Sheila.

Frank isn't gonna make it
to your wedding.

It was a lovely idea, but what he
needs now is just to die in peace.

Can you stop saying that?

Letting go can be a
beautiful thing.

You know what? I'm kind of
excited about my marriage,

and you're kind of being a downer

with this whole,
"Your fiance"s gonna die," thing.

So I made him a liver cleanse.

It's got egg whites
and pickle juice.

I saw it on Dr. Oz.

Anyway, it's really,
really good for the electrolytes.

He can't swallow.

This isn't about me.

This is about five
American Indian children,

who have no parents,

who cannot become part
of this family

unless Frank and I are married.

Now, the tribal council
is in six days,

and if Frank wants to die
after that, it's up to him.

Now, I'll be giving him
this cleanse.

All right, that's it. Just rest
before the next contraction.

- You are doing amazing, honey.
-How would you know?

Because you're making
all the right sounds.

Remember that birthing video with the
chick making all the buffalo noises?

You're totally making those noises.

- Where's Fiona?
-I left a message.

She can't leave the house
before 8:00, right?

She's probably on her way.

Would you like to stand
around here with us?

- No, I'm good.
-You don't want to watch?

Oh, honey, I was over there earlier,

and I saw some hardcore shit,
like, horror movie shit.

- No, I'm gonna stay with you.
-(GROANING)

You know--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
-(BREATHING)

God, I am so sorry I can't help.
I'm useless at this.

You know, Tommy says
that in some cultures

men aren't even allowed
near the birth,

just a bunch of women in tents,
which makes sense,

because I would be
so much more useful

if I was out hunting moose
Or something--

Shut up,
shut the fuck up, Kevin.

- Please shut the fuck up.
-Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Hey, Mandy still asleep?
-In Lip's room.

What are you eating, pancakes?

- What fucking time did you get up?
-About 5:00.

You didn't get back
from work until 3:00.

Yeah, I went for a run this morning.
I have a ton of energy.

Oh! Check out this sunrise.

- Look at that. It's crazy.
-Yeah, that's real nice.

Must really clear your mind
watching a sunrise

after a long night of gargling
old man balls.

(CHUCKLES)

- Pancakes are on me.
-Thought you were broke.

No, man,
I just got a baby mama

with her fucking hand
in my pocket.

I mention Kev is charging rent
for the rub 'n' tug?

- How's that for bullshit?
-Fiona never came home.

- She violated probation.
-She's not in her room?

I checked last night,
again this morning.

- Back to the metal motel.
-I called Sheila.

She's not there, and she's not
at the hospital with Kev and V.

- The hospital?
-V's having her babies.

She is? Wow.

Fiona would not miss
her curfew on purpose.

What if she got mugged
or fell in front of the L?

She's probably fine, Debs.
Maybe she got permission to go out.

You don't think
we should call the police?

- No, that'll just make shit worse.
-Well, then what do we do?

Will someone at least call hospitals
while I'm at school?

I'm on it.

I lost the shiv Carl made for me.

Melted toothbrush,
duct tape handle--

Why do you need a shiv?

In case I run into my
ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend.

What happened to you?

- Kenyatta happened.
-I'm over it, Okay? Let's move on.

I told Mickey
she could stay here.

And you're not going back,
by the way.

We'll find you someplace
to live, okay?

Why the fuck should she leave?
It's our house.

Why are you making
such a big deal about it? Jesus.

I have to go.
Are you calling hospitals?

Yep. Sorry. Doing it now.

Oh, there it is.

- MANDY: That a shiv?
-Yep. Later.

Thirteen years old,
she's bringing a shiv to class.

Man, I miss high school.

-(DOOR OPENS)
-LIP: Hey.

- Hey, little man.
-AMANDA: How'd it go?

I finished early,
double-checked my answers.

- Who the hell knows?
-You don't look happy.

Well, Debbie texted, and Fiona
didn't come home last night.

And since she's under house arrest,
that's kind of a problem.

But there's not really
anything you can do, is there?

Make some calls,
try to figure out where she is...

Yeah, I don't really know
what we can do.

Well, are you able to stay focused
On your exams?

Yes, I am focused.

What's this?

A laminated schedule
of your midterms

and a sliding scale
of the scores you need

to get a, "B," and keep
your scholarship.

Holy shit.

Well, I'll see you tonight.

Maybe we'll 69.

Look, can he hear us?

Hey, Kuzner, you hear what
I said to Lip

about sitting on his face
while I bob for knob?

He can't hear us.

Okay, I'll catch you later, yeah?

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

I can hear.

Oh, sweetie, that's-- That's candy
for the gift bags for the wedding.

Can I have candy?

Sweetie, let mommy do
her drug deal, honey.

We got Vicodin...
Dilaudid, and Duragesic.

- Liquid morphine?
-Two hundy.

- Oxys?
-Twenty each.

Codeine? Dad's liver's failing.
He's in a lot of pain.

That's gonna cost
about 25 grand.

- For codeine?
-For a new liver.

What--
Isn't that what you just said?

Wait, wait. I'm confused.
You do liver transplants?

No. No, no, no.
But I know a guy.

Kind of works
on the down-low.

I... I'm sorry.
I was just eavesdropping.

Did you just say that you do

a liver, and a transplant,
for 25,000 dollars?

Sure, last I checked.

But you do have
medical records, right?

My boy needs that to find a match.

We can buy Frank a liver!

Give us a sec. Okay.

- I have a little money saved.
-Yeah.

And you had to have made some money
from selling off my furniture.

- That was covered in plastic...
-Okay...

...and pristine.

OK, but before we get too excited,

a transplant, that's a major
medical procedure.

- Yes.
-This guy is a dealer

I met in a parking lot
after a Phish concert.

Okay. Did he sell you bad drugs?

No.

- WOMAN: He's a pear farmer.
-FIONA: What?

Avery, our friend in Wisconsin.

His farm is totally organic.

Compost, natural bug repellent.

We all take shifts,
and during harvest season, we--

- Dude, what... what is this?
-(ANKLE MONITOR BEEPING)

ls this an ankle monitor?

- Hers.
-What?

It's beeping, dude.

That means the cops are gonna
come looking for it.

So why are you still holding it?

- Chuck it outside.
-Do you think it's got GPS?

At night, you look up
and can see the Milky Way,

and it's all white and... milky.

(LAUGHS)

Hey, how about that ecstasy?

No, thanks.

You already took it.

It feels nice, right?

You were quiet today in detention.

I don't really want to talk about it.

Okay.

- My dad's dying.
-Oh.

Is that a good thing
or a bad thing?

Mostly bad.

Well, let's do something
to take your mind off of it.

Like what?

Whoa!

This is a '99 Ford Contour.

- They're pretty easy.
-Are we stealing it?

Just have to expose the ignition
cylinder, cross some wires.

- Can you teach me?
-Get in.

Oh, Lord.
How wonderful!

Ready to meet your sister nieces?
They've been asking about you.

Aren't they perfect?

The nurses just left 'em here, like
we know what the fuck we're doing.

This is Amy, and that's Jemma.

Kev wanted to name her Zaniqua.

Well, you know, one
pseudo-African name, one normal one.

Babe, check that.

No, it's just Kate saying
congratulations.

- Well, what's wrong?
-Fiona never showed up,

and then Kev called Lip, and he said
she never came home last night.

- You know she's under house arrest.
-That's not good.

KEVIN: You know, I gotta go pick up
baby wipes and rash cream.

Yeah, I'll go ask around,
see what's up with Fiona.

Go by the Gallaghers'.
Go by Sheila's.

And I'll stop by the Alibi too.

All right, now... tell me again.

This one's Amy.

I think so.
I mean, I know their names.

I'm just not 100 percent yet
on which one is which.

We called these hospitals,
but they all said

Fiona's not a registered patient,
but if she's unconscious,

-they wouldn't have her name.
-You think she's unconscious?

No. I don't know, just call
and tell them you need to look

at all the patients admitted
yesterday who match

- Fiona's description.
-I'm late for work.

I might not remember all that.

Well, that's why I wrote it down.

Cool, I gotta go.
Bonnie's waiting.

You really think you can get
to five hospitals?

She drives fast.

Hey, does this look okay?

- How did you do that?
-Cover-up.

Living with Terry
brought out the artist in me.

- Nice wheels.
-Yeah, it's Amanda's.

You know, she's sort of my...

I don't know.

Hey...

It's not the first time a boyfriend's
beaten the crap out of me,

but it's definitely the last.

- I hope so.
-How's your boyfriend?

- He's not.
-Sorry, I lost track.

I have too much to do
to even worry out him

or the girl he's seeing,
so really, it's a good thing.

The first guy
who even slaps you,

I want you to take that shiv
and jam it in his eye.

Don't even let him start.

Hm. Lip told me to go for the
scrotum, but the eye works too.

Did anyone just see an underage girl
drive off in a beater with Carl?

- Yeah, that would be Bonnie.
-Who the fuck's Bonnie?

Hey... What...
What brings you here?

She's staying with us
because Kenyatta--

You can spare him the details.

It's temporary, so don't get
your flowered panties in a knot.

- What happened to your eye?
-This.

- Okay.
-You dropping Liam off? Hi.

Yeah, yeah, I got an exam
in a few hours.

Any word on Fiona?

Carl and Ian are checking hospitals,
but I'll try Kev again later.

No, I already talked to him.
He's got nothing.

Doesn't Fiona have
an ankle monitor?

Can't we just call the probation
officer and see if they know?

No, we don't want to draw their
attention to the fact

that she's gone AWOL.

But if she's hurt or kidnapped--

Look, if we don't find her soon,
we'll consider that option, okay?

All I do is look for my family.

I'm getting all of you
ankle monitors.

- What, LoJack chips under the skin?
-I'm not kidding.

So what do we do now?
Here, you go, baby.

Well, we wait.
Hope she's okay.

Hey, will you make him some lunch?
I need to study.

Yeah. Wanna go get lunch?

- Thanks.
-DEBBIE: Hungry?

DEBBIE: No, no, no. Don't touch that.

What did you say
your name was again?

I prefer not to use
my real name.

If you like,
you can call me "Johnny."

I'm a trained surgeon with a medical
degree from Chittagong, Bangladesh.

I'm just not licensed
in this country.

Well, as long as
you're licensed somewhere.

Where will you get the liver?

I've already secured a donor based
on the medical records you provided.

I have an anesthesiologist,
hepatologist,

surgical staff, and facilities
with the necessary equipment.

But we will not oversee
the patient's recovery.

After the transplant,
you will take him to a hospital.

The ER will admit him at that point,
regardless of how he got the liver.

When do you say you wanted
to do the procedure?

- As soon as possible.
-Only not tomorrow,

'cause tomorrow's
already pretty full.

We're getting married.

Congratulations.
-Thank you.

The transplant will cost
25,000 American dollars.

Plus 5,000 for the liver.
Thirty in total.

Oh...

Can you do it for 26 total?
That's all we've got.

That... that's what we...

We were told that...

- I will accept this offer.
-(BOTH EXHALE)

That is your liver.

Shakhawat is a perfect match.

He will give you one lobe.

Thank you.
That is so nice of you.

- Thanks.
-Contact me at this number.

Now, excuse me.

I have a taxi waiting.

What did you say
your name was again?

Yes.

Oh.

(DOOR OPENS)

There's no sign of her.

How come none of us ever
learned to play guitar?

Or any instrument?

I was thinking that maybe we
could pick up guitar

or piano, or drums even, just...

It's such a cool way
to express yourself,

'cause there were these street
musicians on Roosevelt,

and they had
this groove thing going, and--

That sounds really interesting, but
I'm trying to read German philosophy.

Okay? Which is hard enough
on a good day,

meaning a day when I'm not
imagining Fiona dead

in a ditch somewhere,
so if you could just please...

Sorry.

I'm sorry, Debs.

I gotta go.

Just 'cause Fiona's gone
doesn't mean she's hurt.

I mean, when I joined the army,

I just needed to get away
for a little while.

- What if she's pulling a Frank?
-What do you mean?

Well, she went somewhere
and got fucked up.

It's not like Fiona.

And what has she done
this month that is like Fiona?

I mean, these past few days,
she's been pretty down.

- We've been kinda hard on her.
-What, so it's our fault?

- I didn't say that.
-I've been pretty much ignoring her.

Stop. Okay?
Don't go down that road.

If she's bottoming out,
that's on her.

So we act like
we're looking for Frank.

- Check under bridges.
-Yeah, why not?

There's a drunk tank
at the city jail.

Who else would she get
fucked up with?

What about Mike's brother, Robbie,
the one who gave her the coke?

- Yeah, you have his number?
-lan could call Worldwide Cup

-and say he's an old friend.
-Good. Good.

Shit... Look, I gotta go.

You know,
I wish I could stay and help.

- I just got this exam--
-Yeah, whatever, we know.

The number's in Chicago.
For Worldwide Cup.

♪ (UP-TEMPO MUSIC) ♪

I get the couch tonight.

I was on the floor at Robbie's
and what's-her-name's.

Fine, I'll crash with Avery.

(GROANS)

-I'm gonna puke.
-MAN: Did she say she's gonna puke?

- WOMAN: That doesn't open.
-MAN: Do not puke in the van, okay?

- WOMAN: Pull over.
-Yeah, but I can't pull over here.

- Oh, she's--
-WOMAN: Oh, God.

- No, don't--
-Oh, damn.

Get her back in.

- Where are we?
-In the van.

- I thought you hated Avery.
-Where are we going?

That was one time. I was passed out.
Avery had sex with me.

- Where are we going?
-That was not cool.

But usually, he's, like,
a pretty cool guy.

Okay, so where were we? Right.

So let's see. Shoes.

What are you thinking here?

Open-toe?

Or, closed?

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Really?

That's so interesting.
okay, 'cause I think we might be

on the same page here.

Glossy or matte program?

Sammi.

Loss,

is part of the cycle of life.

- Whatever grows must decay.
-Yeah.

Everything is temporary,
and you... you, Sheila, are so brave.

Thank you.

Okay, what are we
talking about, though?

- I heard the death rattle.
-Mm-hmm.

I checked his pulse.
I opened the window.

And I set his spirit free.

Frank is...

Frank is...

- Frank is dead.
-No! No.

No, he isn't. God damn it.

- Don't close the window!
-Oh, no.

You don't want me
to close the window.

Frank!

Frank! Frank.

Okay, lift the head. Tilt the chin.
Check for breathing.

- What are you doing?
-CPR. I learned it at the Y.

Sheila, no, he's already gone.

Please stop yelling.
I can't hear if he's breathing.

Leave his body alone!
This is sacred!

- Please let me do this!
-We have to--

Stop! For fuck's sake.

- Dad? Oh, my God.
-Oh, thank God.

I thought for sure
he was already gone.

All right, that's it.

We are calling
the taxi-driving doctor.

And we are doing this transplant

- Let's do this!
-right now! You're up, mister!

And, Frank, if you die,
I will be really disappointed.

Taxi... Taxi...

- I knew you were home.
-What?

We've been ringing the bell
for 20 minutes.

- Okay, I was asleep.
-ls Fiona here?

- Do I know you?
-Those are her shoes!

Would you please get Fiona?

- Tell her Debbie and Ian are here.
-Okay, just hold on.

What are you doing?

I tried these barbell lift exercises.
They really work your shoulders.

She was here.
I guess she left.

Because everybody left.

She left without her shoes,
her coat, or her phone?

- Really?
-Guess so, yeah.

Well, when did she leave?
Did she go with anyone?

Did she say
where she was going?

- I mean, I, maybe--
-Fiona! Fiona!

- Don't do that.
-From now on, stay away from her.

- Understand?
-Okay.

Better tell Lip.

Let's go, come on.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

Ladies and gentlemen,

announcing the latest addition
to the Ball family,

- Amy and Jemma!
-(ALL CHEER, APPLAUD)

Yeah, attaboy!

Get over here, papa.

- Boom.
-Cigarettes?

You know how much cigarettes
are with tax?

- What cigars used to be.
-What about drinks?

Uh... Drinks for everyone.

- Yeah!
-Attaboy.

- Thanks!
-Nice.

One each, half off,
well drinks only.

Imagine if he had triplets.

- We'd get free ice.
-Yeah, yeah, well,

I got a lot
of baby-related expenses.

Paco, what the fuck is this?

Talk to your business partner.

Yeah, come again.

Can you tell these girls to show a
little skin, for Christ's sake?

They're not climbing Everest.
They're climbing dick.

- It's cold.
-There's heat.

- Downstairs.
-And heat rises.

It comes up through the floor.
Look at this.

Hey, Nanook of the fuckin' north,
why don't you lose the parka,

unless you're planning
on banging eskimos?

Mickey, the day
my babies are born,

you steal cash from the register?

Yeah, your register.
My cash.

I'm not the only sap that gets
saddled with a kid around here.

Why the fuck
are you wearing clothes?

How is it your cash?

'Cause you still owe me
from last week.

Plus now there's a finder's fee.

- A what?
-Finder's fee.

You're gonna charge for rent,

I'm gonna charge for whores,
20 percent.

- Bullshit.
-No. It's like... what is it?

- Kelly Girls.
-Kelly Girls.

Instead of Kelly, it's Mickey.

Instead of girls, it's whores.

Empty your fucking pockets.

Are you robbing me
with my own fucking gun?

Call it what you want.
Empty your fucking pockets.

You better do yourself a favor
and put a bullet in my chest,

'cause if you don't,
you're in serious shit.

Pockets. Now.

Big mistake.

Now, excuse me
while I go to Wal-Mart

and get baby wipes
and rash cream.

He's a fucking dead man.

No?

Sorry.
So where to next?

That was the last hospital.

- Want to just drive around, then?
-Sure.

Who taught you to jack cars?

- My dad.
-ls he cool?

Not really.
He's doing time for robbing ATMs.

He won't be out till I'm 30.

When did you last talk to him?

- Four years ago.
-What'd you say?

What do you mean?

Like, what was the last thing
you said to him?

I was at home, and he told me
to wring out the sponge

when I was done with it,
and I said okay.

That's it?

Didn't know it was gonna be
the last time.

- How'd he steal ATMs?
-Wanna see?

Hello?
Hello?

Dr. Johnny? Hello?

- Oh, Dr. Johnny.
-You have money?

Yes. Enjoy.

Yeah, Sammy's bringing
Frank down.

We should be ready soon.

Oh, God.

No, madam. No, no, madam.
Don't touch. No, madam, you

- You have seat. You have seat.
-All right.

(SHOUTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

♪ (UP-TEMPO MUSIC) ♪

(DOOR SLAMS)

♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

Ohh...

(SIGHS)

-(WOMAN COUGHS)
-(VAN ENGINE STARTS)

Shit. Hey!

Fuck.

Fuck.

(MACHINES BEEPING)

We will make a slanting incision
across the abdomen here,

separate the diseased liver
from the surrounding organs,

clamp off arteries and veins--

(SHOUTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(JOHNNY SHOUTS
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I'm sorry, what was I saying?

Oh, God, something
about arteries and--

The operation
will take six hours.

When we're finished,
you will call 911

and take the patient to the ER.

-It's time.
-Good luck, Daddy.

- We love you.
-Yeah, you can do this, Frank!

Please, wait outside.

No, no, no, this is sterile.
Go around. Go around.

Around.

Scalpel.

Forget the ATM!

They're heavy
and really hard to open.

- But I thought you--
-Just help me grab some candy.

- Just candy?
-Yeah... grab those cupcakes,

-and get chocolate milk.
-How many cartons?

As much as you can carry.

You're fun.
You know that?

Yeah. You, too.

We should go.

Miss, it's cold out.

I don't think you want to sit
outside like this.

Did you drive here?

Some... people drove me,
but they left.

Is there anyone I can call,
someone to come and get you?

(CELL PHONE RINGS, VIBRATES)

And that's...
that's my cell number.

Here's your sister.

Hi, Lip.

It's Fiona.
I'm at a gas station...

in Sheboygan.

I'm sorry.

I fucked up.

I hurt our brother, and I...

fucking broke probation now.

You're juggling so many things,
and I am just fucking up.

But I need some help now.
Okay?

So the nice man
gave you the number.

Okay.

- Thanks.
-Here.

Let's get you inside.

I am pleased to say
the operation was a success.

Oh! Wonderful!

- He's unconscious but breathing.
-Okay.

Please wait ten minutes
before calling 911,

as we don't want to be here
when the EMTs arrive.

It would be very hard to explain.
Well, good luck.

Okay. We did it, Frank!

You're gonna be okay!

I'm calling 911 now.

This is all I got for blankets.

Hey, do you want some coffee?

At least it's warm.

This is Ray.

He asked,
"Where the fuck is Sheboygan?"

- Kev is a friend.
-Yeah.

You know, when someone robs me
with my own fucking gun,

they're not my friend.
I'm kinda funny like that.

So what are you gonna do?
You're gonna go to his house,

-beat the shit out of him?
-No, I'm gonna go to my house.

I'm gonna meet up
with my brothers,

grab some fucking assault rifles.

Then I'm going to his house.

Fiona's in Wisconsin.

Yeah, Lip sent us
the same text too, stupid.

- Why is she in Wisconsin?
-I don't know.

Lip said he'd call
when he got there.

Told you she was okay.

-I'm not letting you do this.
-Yeah, okay, tough guy.

Mickey, come the fuck on.

- You know Frank's dying.
-He's been dying for years.

I've got a sweet set of wheels out
front. You want a ride to school?

No, thanks. Bye.

Fine, ride the bus
with all the other losers,

-and eat my dust.
-You got visitors.

At least that wasn't suspicious.

- Well, he's very shy.
-Good morning.

- Hi.
-I'm Officer Johnson.

This is Officer Kandage.
ls Fiona Gallagher here?

- Not at the moment.
-Where is she?

I think she's out looking
for a job.

When was the last time
she was home?

Last night? I'm not sure.

Well, Officer Kandage and I
are gonna do a little walk-through.

Just take a few minutes,
and we'll be out of your--

What's this?

I use it for knitting.

Heart rate 63 and fluctuating.

BP 90 over 55.

How are you feeling, Frank?

- Do you know his blood type?
-O positive. Same as me.

Daughter says he recently
had a liver transplant.

How recent?

I don't know.
What would you say? About...

It was, like, 20 minutes ago?

- What was 20 minutes ago?
-The transplant.

Dispatch, hold on.
What transplant facility?

-It's just in that basement there.
-Uh-huh.

Get in.
A basement.

Chuckie, want to ride
in the ambulance?

No, not a hospital basement.
Like, a warehouse.

This is exciting.

Okay, we're gonna lay you down.
Okay?

Okay.

God damn it.

It's the second time I tripped
over this play mat.

Can we put it
somewhere else, please?

You think I could feed them
both at once?

I'd like to see you try.

The doctor said
I couldn't have a baby.

Now I'm gonna be
a milk machine.

You better say good-bye
to these titties,

'cause they'll never be
the same again.

Oh, do not say that.

All right, we're gonna put
your little changing mat over here.

Hey, cutie.

You expecting someone?

No, I was just trying to remember
if I left anything in the truck.

All right.

Who's ready for the diaper
assembly line?

I think you are.
I think I have you all set.

I'm gonna get you all set.

VERONICA: Such a cutie.

VERONICA: Don't pee pee on mommy.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

You know, I've never been
to Sheboygan before.

It's nice, right?

Yeah, it's got kind of a rural charm.

- Come here.
-I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

- It's okay.
-I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm just glad you're all right.

You know, I'm really,
really fucking glad.

All right, sis, you wanna--
Wanna get out of here?

Yeah, okay. Come on.
Here you go.

Okay?

All right.

His condition is critical.
Vital signs unstable.

We may have to put him
on a ventilator. We'll see.

We also did X-rays.

Now, you told admitting
that he'd had a liver transplant?

- Yes.
-No.

Afraid that's not true.

- What?
-Same old liver in there.

He has, however,
undergone a major surgery.

- He's had a kidney removed.
-(GASPS)

They stole his goddamn kidney?

No! No, no! No!

The incision for a liver
transplant would be here.

You may have noticed
that Frank's incision is down here.

Oh, God.

How long does he have?

No way to be sure, but... days?

Maybe hours.
I'm sorry.

I'm... I'm so sorry, Frank.

We just...
We just tried everything.

Frank, I...
I have a favor to ask.

You know how we were supposed
to be married today?

I know you're not feeling so hot,

and this isn't the setting
we'd pictured,

but I was wondering
if you would want

to marry me here in the hospital.

So, I don't know,
if you like the idea,

maybe you could give me
a sign or something?

Frank?

Frank.

Oh, Frank.

You're the sweetest man
in the whole world.

I'll let everyone know.

He said he couldn't
be more thrilled.

- Oh, my God.
-Oh, my goodness.

Yeah?

More... pills.

- My family lives in there.
-The supermarket?

- No.
-'Cause that would suck.

In the van.

Oh, yeah.
That's cool. Van.

We move it twice a day, 'cause
if we get towed, we're screwed.

Are those your brothers
and sisters?

Four of them.
Three more in the van.

- Wanna meet them?
-Okay.

Mom. This is Carl.

I told you about him.

- The candy?
-They love the candy.

Say thank you.

Thank you.

I got the late shift,
and I'll probably crash at Billy's.

Jamie's got the keys, OK?

Bye.

So, you want a tour?

Of the van? Yeah, Okay.

Wait. Hold on.

- What's wrong?
-My dad's gonna die.

And he's getting married.
Do you want to come?

Yeah.

If you just talk to him, I'm sure
you could work something out.

Yeah, he's gonna work
something out, all right.

Work it out with an AR-15
to his fucking head.

That's how I like to negotiate.

- The fuck is this?
-You guys hungry?

- That a yes?
-The fuck are you doing with him?

- Having lunch.
-With this piece of shit?

- You wanted him dead yesterday.
-Don't be dramatic.

Mandy, he hit you.
In the face.

- No, he didn't.
-Seriously?

No, he didn't.

I just said that 'cause I was angry,
and I was shitfaced. I fell.

- You fell.
-Yeah, okay.

All right, then, clumsy feet.
Enjoy your fucking spaghetti.

Mandy, we need to get you
out of here right now.

I promised I was gonna get you
someplace safe,

away from him, okay?

- Let go! Let go!
-Listen, you can't stand for this.

You said you weren't gonna
stand for this--

Come On!

Mandy-- What the fuck!

Easy! Easy!

Ian.

Look at me. We're cool.

Everything's cool.

We're leaving. Let's go.

Hey!

What the fuck's going on
with you?

One minute, you're like Superman,
running around, making pancakes,

taking pictures
of the goddamn sunrise.

The next thing,
you wanna cut somebody's throat.

You smoking meth or something?

Yeah, please, check your phone.
I'll just yell at the fucking wall.

It's Frank.

Here you go.

- You didn't get anything?
-No, I got coffee.

Please eat something, though.

I know I don't need to tell you this,
but you look fucking terrible.

I don't want to be
another Frank or Monica.

- Nobody's saying that you are.
-I'm not fishing for a pep talk.

I just...

I don't know who I am anymore.

I mean, since clearly I'm not the
big sister taking care of everyone.

Maybe that's good.

How?

Well, 'cause there's more
to you than that.

Yeah. Fiona the criminal.

I'm serious.

You know,
you've always been there for us.

And I think
we've taken it for granted.

You know, I know I have.

And then you're going through some
shit, and I turn my back. It's...

It's bullshit.

I'm sorry.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

Hey, Debs.

Yeah, she's in the car.

She's eating an egg sandwich.

- She's okay?
-LIP: Yeah, she's fine.

- DEBBIE: Put her on.
- Okay.

Hi, Debs.
Sorry I freaked everyone out.

It's so good to hear your voice.

You, too. I'm coming home.

DEBBIE: I love you.

- I love you, too.
-And tell Lip that Frank's dying

and getting married to Sheila,
so we're going to the hospital?

-I'll see you at home. Drive safe.
-Wha...?

- Okay.
-Bye.

All right, Arne, I'm trying.

V, V, isn't it supposed to go
under the arm,

-and then over?
-Isn't that what I just did?

- I don't know.
-The nurse made it look so easy.

Yeah, but she did it so fast.

- That's why we didn't learn it.
-Okay.

Let's try it again.
Work with me.

I'm gonna get it right. I promise.
I know. I got it.

- I got it.
-Text from Debbie. Fiona's safe.

She is? Really?
Read it to me.

What does it say?

"Fiona's safe."

Little short on detail.

-(GUNSHOTS)
-What is that?

- What are you doing?
-Everything's fine.

You three just stay here.
I got this.

- Hell, no!
- I'll be right back.

Where did you get that?
Put that back. Kevin!

Hey!

What are you doing?
We need quiet here!

What the fuck are you--
Get outta here!

(BABIES CRYING)

Little assholes.

(GUNSHOT)

Holy fuck.
Sweetheart?

Tell me I didn't shoot anyone.

I didn't shoot anyone, right?
We're all okay?

(V PANTING)

- Holy fuck.
-Do not come near my babies.

Is that a bullet hole?

- I am so sorry.
-Kevin, I'm not kidding.

- I am so fucking sorry.
-Do not come near me.

I swear, I'm gonna get rid
of all the guns, okay?

I'm so sorry.

- No more guns?
-No more guns. No more guns.

Oh, God.

Hey, Frank, how's it going?

Put those on.

It's gonna be a cool wedding.

Congratulations.
ls Frank still married?

Did him and Monica
get a divorce?

Whatever.

I just wanted to say
that I love you.

And that I forgive you
for everything.

Unless you live.

And then...
And then I'm still pissed off.

I don't really know
any cool last words,

but I don't want you to die,

and I know you don't either.

So if these are last words,

screw it.

I like that.

♪ (PLAYS WEDDING MUSIC) ♪

To succeed, every marriage
must surmount great obstacles,

just usually not this early on.

But as we now see,
it is not the stained-glass windows

of a church that make a wedding.

It is the two loving people

who stand, and lie, before us.

Excuse me.

Last time I was here,

I thought I was so different
from everyone else waiting.

In my office ensemble.

Now I fit right in.

I know you have to study.

I'll call you when I know
what's happening.

I can study here.

Sheila, do you promise
to love and cherish Frank

in sickness and...

I guess just in sickness,
till death do you part?

I do.

And we'll assume Frank
feels the same.

- He does.
-Frank and Sheila,

it is my honor to declare you
man and wife.

-(GASPS)
-You may kiss the groom.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Move! Move!
I need everybody to move!

- Back up, please. Move away.
-Step back.

- I need everyone to step back.
-What?

- Get out of the way.
-What's going on?

Move away from the bed.

Are we good to go?
Stand back.

- Is he dead?
-He's in serious condition,

so they moved him
up the waiting list.

- What does that mean?
-He's getting a liver.

What?

So. You want to go first?

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