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MAN: Previously on Rescue Me...

For the next 10 years | have got you by the balls.

Then | asked you to do one single solitary thing,

to not have sex with your wife on the same day that you're having sex with me,

and you can't even manage that.

She ambushed me.

| mean, you can function fully on one kidney, that's what the doctors say.

It's cancer. | might go under the knife tonight.

Oh, Sean, I'm so sorry.

We're gonna get an IV started and then we're gonna shave you for surgery.

Oh, can | do that? Shut up, Terrence. Jesus.

He called me a whore.

Nobody calls my daughter a whore. I'm gonna take care of this right now.

| said she did some whorish things.

(Screams)

Stop it, stop it.

Katie sent us a letter. Basically she doesn't want to see us again,

unless we can act like grown ups for a change.

First sign of trouble, she's cutting us off for good.

I've got a goddamned firehouse full of men over there,

my chief included, who keep on asking me,

"What the hell is up with that crazy bitch across the street,

“who wants to talk to me?" And | don't have a goddamned answer.

Do you want to talk to me? Leave me a goddamned number.

Please use it, it's important.

Old movies, Gavin family.

| think when you get home, I'm gonna pop this thing right in.

| might. Right in the old DVD player.

You're gonna sit back and pour yourself a nice big tumbler of whiskey.

Who told you? You did.

Just now.

[DUFFY’S "SYRUP & HONEY" PLAYING]

~ Don’t you be wastin’ f

f All your money f

On syrup and honey f

¢ Because I’m I

J Sweet enough f

~ Don’t you be usin’

Every minute J

£ On makin’ a livin’

¢ Because we’ve I

~ Got our love f

~ Listen tome J

~ One, two, three J

J Baby, baby, baby J

Spend your time on me f

~ Don’t you be out I

f All night long S

Leaving me all alone J

¢ Because | f

| need your love

~ Don’t you be spendin’

J Every day J

~ Workin’ away f

¢ Because I’m I

f Waitin’ for you I

~ Listen tome J

~ One, two, three J

[SIRENS WAILING BELOW]

J Baby, baby, baby J

~ Spend your time on f

~Mel

[FIREFIGHTERS SHOUTING]

[DISPATCH RADIO CHATTERING]

[THE VON BONDIES’ "C’MON, C’MON" PLAYING]

On another day C’mon, c’mon f

With these ropes tied tight Can we do no wrong? J

J Now we grieve ‘Cause now it’s gone

Things were good When we were young f

~ When my teeth bite down | can see the blood J

J Of a thousand men Who have come and gone f

J Now we grieve ‘Cause now it’s gone

Things were good When we were young f

Ils it safe to stay? J ~C’mon, c’mon f

? Was it right to leave? J ~C’mon, c’mon J

< Will | ever learn? I ~C’mon, c’mon f

~ C’mon, c’mon C’mon, c’mon J

[SIREN WAILING]

[DISPATCH RADIO CHATTERING]

[GRUNTS]

Hey, guys, can we stop for Chinese on the way back?

We’ll see, Mike. Aw, come on, Lou.

I’m jonesin’ for pork fried dumplings.

Put these tools back on the rig

before they get ripped off, all right?

Yeah. And when | mean tools,

| don’t mean Bobby and Niels.

[CHUCKLES]

Now | know why | don’t have kids.

Yeah? You don’t know what you’re missin’, Lou.

Yeah, you know, sometimes | think it'd be nice

have a little Lou runnin’ around.

No. Probably not. Nah.

How you guys doin’? All good, chief.

Yeah, it’s a great thing you had that ladder up on the roof,

‘cause you saved our asses, man. It was so close.

His ankle’s a little twisted,

but otherwise, everybody’s fine.

| heard that Needle caught you

with your pants down the other day.

Look, don’t worry about it.

I’m not gonna go put your balls over the fire.

You had a moment of weakness, huh?

Yeah. You know,

women can do that to aman sometimes.

That’s true.

Shouldn’t be punished for the occasional bonehead move

motivated by our primal instincts.

That’s profound, chief.

FEINBERG: So, uh, don’t worry about Needle.

| think | got, uh,

something on him that’s gonna trump that little back-seat

bingo session of yours.

Really? What do you got?

All good things come to those who wait.

Try to keep it in your pants at the firehouse, okay?

All right.

| can’t believe you got Feinberg in your corner.

It’s like the Jets and the Sharks joining forces

and becoming one giant, gay,

dancing, singing street gang. Yeah.

You got a rabbi now in your corner.

Okay, but let’s not forget that, you know,

| also used to have a priest in my corner, and, uh,

shortly thereafter, he became defrocked.

We talking about that bingo game you had with, uh,

Janet outside the firehouse?

Nothing. What do you mean it’s nothing?

Something dirty. Tell me.

Why do you go right to dirty?

’Cause it’s you. Yeah. Good. Look.

We, Janet and | have an arrangement.

You have an arrangement? Yes.

Jesus Christ. Tom, you guys have been gettin’ divorced

for eight years. Isn't it time you took that old dog

into the woods and put one in its head?

All good things come to those who wait, my friend.

Well, you know what? If that’s the case, then your divorce

is gonna be a goddamn Carnival cruise.

[CELL PHONE BEEPS] Shit.

What's that?

It’s nothing. Got a text coming in?

Yeah. From Sheila, huh?

Yeah.

You're bangin’ her too? You know what?

What is with the banging?

Could you use something a little more appropriate?

Oh, I’m sorry. You're being intimate

with Janet and Sheila again? Maybe | am, all right?

Jesus Christ. What? What?

Wait. Let me guess. This is a--

It’s a no-strings arrangement, right?

And it was their idea, right? Yes.

Can’t you even se-- Jesus Christ.

These are women, Tom. Women have--

They got more strings than a goddamn baseball.

You don’t know what you're talking about.

You don’t understand. | know exactly what--

Let me explain to you what the situation--

| am takin’ care of my kids, okay?

My three kids, plus Damian, okay?

His godfather, but also his father figure.

So | am manning up. That’s what I’m doing. I’m Peyton Manning.

I’m Eli Manning. I’m the entire Manning family, okay?

| am taking responsibility, and | am paying for everything

and taking care of all the kids, and in return,

| get basically free sex with no strings attached.

Bullshit. Oh.

You wanna call my thing bullshit?

What about your thing?

What about my thing? You're banging, uh, the hooker.

Watch what you’re saying. I’m not bangin’ a hooker.

So what is her motivation for hanging around?

She likes you? Let me guess. It could be, Tom. Could be.

And it wouldn't be that she’s just hanging around

because she’s casing the joint so that she can stay with us,

become a third roommate and then rob us blind?

You think that’s what’s gonna happen?

Of course that’s what’s gonna happen.

You wanna put money on that? You wanna make a bet?

Yeah. What’s your bet?

That your no-strings bullshit

relationship you got with these two broads

It’s not bullshit. falls to pieces

Yeah? before | cave to Candy.

You gotta clean my apartment.

And if the-- She ends up robbing you blind

and blah, blah, blah, you clean the apartment.

Yeah. Well, | can always get a second hooker to do that.

They have those?

Yeah, they got everything on Craigslist.

All right, bet.

Unbelievable. Easy money.

Yeah, right.

Chinese? Yeah, I’m starving.

Yeah. All right, dumpling boy, suit up. You got your wish.

Let’s go. Saddle up, guys.

f Delini, McSweeney And Madame Tetrazzini f

J And the guy who invented-- J

[MUTES VOLUME]

It’s a musical.

Sean loved Steven Seagal,

but all the hospital had was musicals.

Loves Steven Seagal, Mom. "Loves."

Right. Present tense.

| Keep it on in the background so he doesn’t get lonely.

Better pray he doesn’t wake up a raging queen.

I’m gonna go get some coffee.

Hey, Ma, will you get me an orange?

Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Damn, Sean.

Goddamn. He looks like he’s on death’s doorstep.

TOMMY: Doesn’t even really look like Garrity, except for that

stupid look on his face.

| guess he kinda does look like Garrity.

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

Dude, his eye just twitched.

Shit, | saw it. | saw it. It kind of opened.

Nah, his eye isn’t opening. He’s a goddamn vegetable.

Not a vegetable. He’s just in a,

you know, semi-unconscious state.

Looks like a cauliflower to me.

Aw, buck up, you bunch of pansies.

That’s your friend in that sickly, pale shell.

[Pre]

How lovely J

f To be a vegetable J

~ So settled I

£ So still f

~ So serene I

- Completely vegetative J

J Cucumbive or potative

< Non-communicative J

And green J

How lovely J

f To be a vegetable J

< How noble I

~ Immobility I

< The one wish that I’d wish f

To end up as An elegant side dish J

fAveggie f

J How lovely to be J

[Pre]

SEAN: How grand to be chosen I

To wind up canned f

J Or pickled or frozen f

How lovely J

- Avegetable to be J

How lovely J

f Avegetable f

STobel

TOMMY: Maybe he can hear us.

MIKE: Nah, he can’t hear shit.

FRANCO: He always was a softie.

| love you, Sean.

Mike, what the hell are you doin’?

I’m just-- I’m just tellin’ him how-- How | feel.

That’s what you’re supposed to do,

to tell him that, and it helps him come back.

If that was me lyin’ there, you leaned over,

told me how much you loved me, I’d run into the light.

[SCOFFS]

Doesn't look good.

Aw, what a pussy.

Come on. Let’s get out of here before he dies, huh? Come on.

Come on, Mike.

[SIGHS]

Let me tell you what. | was not expecting that.

| know, man. What the hell? Why didn’t he tell us?

He’s gonna be fine. He’s gonna be okay.

Just don’t think | can lose another brother,

you know, not like this. This is just--

Eight o'clock. Eight o'clock.

What? Bogey, 8:00.

Don’t turn your head.

Damn, man. How’d you see her?

| mean, she’s practically standing behind you.

Yeah, | know. | didn’t see her. | smelled her. Chanel No. 5.

[SNIFFS]

Oh, my God. What a rack.

What an ass.

Kind of rack you read about.

I’m gonna beat off to her later.

What, | crossed the line?

Heh. Unbelievable. Yeah.

I’m sorry. "Beat off."

Wonder what kind of nipples she’s got.

All right, I’m going in.

FRANCO: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, cowboy.

| spotted her first. You smelt her. | spotted her.

| spotted her when we first came up.

| was just tryin’ to be respectful

of our sick buddy in bed

before | made my move. Okay? | did.

[SOBBING]

Oh, Jesus. FRANCO: Oh, my God.

Don’t tell me this asshole’s gonna pull

the sensitive, weeping man routine.

| was gonna do that, okay? | invented it.

FEINBERG: You invented it?

| was playing the weeping man when you were an itch

in your absentee father’s pants.

I’m not fakin’, all right? Assholes.

TOMMY: Hey, man, just take it easy.

Don’t go to pieces, all right?

I’m really upset about Sean.

TOMMY: It’s gonna be fine, okay?

That’s our friend in there, and he’s hangin’ on by a bare--

SHAWN: Pull your shit together, all right, man?

TOMMY: Yeah. All right? Come on. He’s faking.

Excuse me. Here you go.

Thank you.

Come and sit.

Yeah?

Oh, that son of a bitch.

I’ve taught him too much, and now | must destroy him.

I'll help you. Me too.

[CELL PHONE RINGING] Oh. Shit.

Unbelievable. Yeah.

Hey, you got a sec?

Yeah. What’s up?

Katy just called, and she wants to come home.

That’s great.

Mm-hm.

She wants a family dinner,

and she wants Colleen to be there.

Family dinner. Okay. What’s the problem?

And her boyfriend.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Okay, I’m assuming that, uh, Colleen’s got a new boyfriend.

Nope. Katy wants Shawn.

Why does Katy want Shawn?

l-| guess that | got a little carried away, you know,

telling her how happy we were and how happy they were.

You know, and meanwhile, Colleen has been e-mailing her,

telling her how great Shawn is.

And this is of course before the whole whore,

name-calling, fire-hose thing.

| don’t think having Shawn to dinner

is really an option right now, honey.

What, because you violated his civil rights?

Look, Tommy, this is our first test.

She’s coming home tomorrow night.

What do you want me to do about it?

Just get him to that dinner,

and I'll work on Colleen.

Uh-- Aah!

[HISSES]

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Big, hot, sexy family dinner. Ooh.

That must get your dick hard.

Don’t you have a hooker you have to go see?

At least | don’t have to have dinner with her family.

Although you could probably order that up on Craigslist,

couldn’t you?

Hey.

Hey.

[SIGHS]

Trade you one Mickey Mantle

for a Michael Gavin straight up.

| had my love-in with Teddy.

And | know you think that havin’ a couple of belts

before you watch these home movies is--

| don’t know, gonna give you some kind of emotional release,

free your soul, and ease your burden.

That's just bullshit.

You're still gonna wake up with a head full of sirens,

and your father’s still gonna be dead.

Couple of drunken tears ain’t gonna change any of that.

But | guess that’s for me to know

and for you to find out, huh?

Oh, and, uh, by the way,

you're setting some example for your sponsee Derek there.

Guys like you,

you think everybody is an alcoholic, okay?

You can’t have a couple of drinks, have a good time,

why should anybody else? You wanna take everybody.

You wanna go right into bars,

and if you could, you would, wouldn’t you?

You'd go into bars at night, grab ’em,

and stick ’em into your gang

of coffee-swilling,

cigarette-sucking cave dwellers.

But no, no, no. That’s--

| have gratitude towards you and A.A.

because my year of sobriety

has taught me, really,

an invaluable lesson.

And you know what that lesson is?

No.

Sobriety sucks.

That's why we invented booze

in the first place, okay?

| saw Teddy. He’s happier.

He-- He’s more in touch with his feelings.

He’s-- He’s full of life again,

not sitting in some church basement with his head stuck

so far up his own ass that all he can see is the--

The meatball parm he has for lunch that day.

My head’s out of my ass.

You know, one of the things you always told me as my sponsor

was to keep it simple.

It doesn’t get much more simple than this, okay?

| am drinking again.

Why don’t you stick that on a goddamn bumper sticker?

Thanks.

Hey, man. What’s going on?

Don’t even talk to me, man.

Why? Wh-- What’s--

Should have your ass written up for that hose-down

you gave me the other day.

Some degrading-ass shit, Tommy.

Degrading-ass shit?

Now you’re gonna play the race card.

| ain’t playin’ nothing. I’m just sayin’.

Mm.

You know,

| really should apologize, ‘cause, you know,

Colleen has always been able to push my buttons, man,

and I|-- | have-- You know, | got a temper,

and she-- She pushed my buttons,

and I-- | overreacted.

S-- and I’m sorry about that.

[CHUCKLES]

You apologizing to me?

Yeah.

Wow. Okay.

You must need me for something, Tommy.

Yeah, that'll be the day when | need you. That--

Okay. Listen, where you going? What?

Hey, w-- H-Hang on. Hang--

Wait. Now who’s overreacting now?

L-Listen.

Listen. | need you a little bit.

| got an idea. | just wanna-- Okay?

Believe me, I’m telling you, man.

We’re having a family dinner.

Katy’s comin’ home from school. Colleen’s gonna be there, Janet.

Okay? You come over,

and it’s a perfect opportunity for you, man.

You just-- You’re there, and you just shine.

Shine? You mean like greasy shine?

| don’t know what greasy--

Hey, no, no, no, no, man. That’s not a racial thing.

No, no, no, no. Star. You’re the star.

You come in there, man, and she’s like--

You're acting right. You're at dinner.

Whoa, whoa. You're just--

You mean acting white. No, it’s not acting white.

You're just your-- No, no, no.

That’s code word for acting white.

No, it’s not, man. It’s not.

I’m not playin’ that, man.

I’m talkin’ like you're a gentleman.

You're a gentlemanly guy,

and so all the bad feelings go out the window,

because she sees you being a gentleman.

All right, so if you want me to come over

and be Sidney Poitier in Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner,

you-- [CHUCKLES]

Well-- What?

Uh, Sidney Poitier. | mean, that’s-- You know, you’ve--

That’s kind of a reach, but if you come-- Wait.

Forget it. Okay. Sorry.

Wait, wait, wait. Come--

[SCOFFS]

You have a Sidney thing.

You g-- That’s-- Good idea, man.

‘Cause you got that, you know--

You got that thing he has.

You got that face. You got that, you know,

ageless thing. You know, that black thing

that-- You know what I’m talking about.

Like you’re-- You're, uh,

God, you’re classy, man.

You dress like Sidney would be, man.

You know, like really nice. White.

What?

Dress white. No. Why is that white?

That’s a ni-- He’s dressed nice.

He’s, you know, dressed up.

You know? | think he won an Oscar for that shit, man.

You come over, and you’re just Sidney--

Okay, okay. | get it. So...

She’s--

You want me to act white.

You want me to dress white, eat white.

[INHALES]

And if you could talk a little white--

Ah. Listen, man.

You know what | mean? ’Cause it’s her.

She’s impressed by it. It’s Sidney.

It’s not, you know? It’s a white thing,

but still kind of a black thing. Okay. Okay, listen.

I’m not doin’ it for you, all right?

I’ll come over because

| wanna get back with Colleen.

That’s the idea. That’s what I’m saying to you.

Colleen’s impressed. The whore thing goes out the window.

You’re back with Colleen. Okay.

I’m ready to get my Sidney P on.

Yeah. Okay.

What?

That’s a black thing.

It’s not a black thing, man. That’s a potato, man.

It’s an Irish thing, and it’s become a multiracial thing.

Just don’t. Pfft.

Okay, Derek Jeter, Jason Giambi. That's all I’m saying.

Yeah. Yeah, | get it. I'll be over.

Okay. All right.

Sidney. Sidney.

All right. All right.

Dinner. Yes.

All right. [SIGHS]

Hey, Tom, there’s a Archie Bunker on 2 for you.

| hate you.

Hey.

[CHUCKLES]

What's with the outfit? What?

Just get back from your job interview at Kinko’s?

Come on. You know | look sharp.

| don’t want any of your bullshit tonight.

| don’t even wanna see you right now,

but | wanna make my little sister happy,

so if we have to play this game, let’s do it right.

So be cool.

Cool is how | do, baby.

Stop trying to sound like Isaac Hayes

when you're standing here

looking like the lost, retarded Huxtable kid.

[SIGHS]

| don’t look like no damn Huxtable.

And here we are,

Oh, yeah. Katy’s favorite.

Nice. Pot roast.

Yeah. It looks yummy, Mommy.

Ha! That rhymes. "Yummy, Mommy."

Heh-heh. Right, babe?

It was-- It was a good one.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Okay, everybody, dig in. KATY: Wait.

We have to say grace.

Right. Of course we do.

TOMMY: Of course we do.

Yeah, will you do the honors, sweetie?

All right. Anem. | want Daddy to do it.

Okay. Um, right.

Joining of the, uh, hands.

Uh, thank you, God,

for this wonderful feast we are about to eat

and for all of us getting to be together

and for Black Shawn, who--

It doesn’t matter what color he is,

because we’re just really happy and glad to have him,

and also,

for all the stuff that we have

and for Brett Favre being traded to the Jets. Heh.

SHAWN: Amen.

All right.

| guess we should just dive right in.

What do you want from me?

Just to be with you.

Why? Why me?

You were the only man

that never felt like a trick or a mark to me.

Well, the words every man yearns to hear.

It’s the truth. | discovered that in jail.

As bad as they say? No.

| got clean.

| know now that

| would never do anything

that could get me sent back there.

And | would never again

do anything to hurt you.

Aw, shit.

What?

Just realized I’m gonna lose a bet.

Shawn, could you pass me the water, please?

Sure thing. And dinner was amazing, Mrs. Gavin.

Why, thank you, Shawn. And you can call me Janet.

Okay. Janet.

By the way, that’s a beautiful dress

you're wearing this evening.

Why, thank you, Shawn.

Don’t you want wine with your dinner, Mommy?

Oh, no, no, no. l-| don’t drink anymore.

Neither does your dad.

| can totally vouch for that one.

Is that true, Daddy?

Yep.

Makes a great cup of coffee, though.

[ALL LAUGH]

| have your favorite dessert. Hot fudge sundaes?

That’s right. Wanna help me make them?

Yes.

Wow. How awesome is that? You can pour the fudge.

Here we go. Yeah.

KATY: Yeah, do you have vanilla?

[WHISPERING] Seriously, calm down.

You're hitting on my mother.

[MOUTHS] Yeah.

| didn’t do anything. You did too.

| didn’t do anything. Calm down a little bit, okay?

I’m freaking out. No, and, you,

| Know you’ve been drinking.

Wha-- | Know you're drinking.

I’m not drinking again. Yes. | Know. | can tell.

| di-- Yeah.

| swear--

| didn’t do anything. And you knew.

Tell me. Stupid--

[THUDS]

[MUFFLED GRUNTS]

[THUD] Ow.

[TOMMY CLEARS THROAT]

Does everyone want hot fudge sundaes?

ALL: Yeah!

[ALL WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

Wow, Ken.

Yeah. Well, look.

I’m-- I’m sorry, uh, about the mess.

| haven’t had a chance to clean up in a while.

Well, like, ever.

Well, beats my cell in Rahway, narrowly.

Thank you, Ken, truly.

Mm. You should, um, probably have a seat here,

and, uh, make yourself

comfortable.

l’ve been lookin’ for that.

And, uh, there you go.

And, um, I'll go, uh, make the bedroom up for you.

Uh, you mean us?

No. | think, uh, just you for now.

We’d better just go a little slow in that department.

I’m still dealing with the shock

of having you back.

By the way,

if you see a tall, drunk, Irishman wandering around,

it’s just my friend Tommy.

He’s crashing here too. Just relax.

Whatever you do, don’t open the fridge.

And, uh, I'll be back in, like, a-- Like an hour.

Okay, probably gonna need, like, um,

like a hour and a half, maybe.

KATY: | love you, daddy.

TOMMY: | love you too, sweetheart. Good night.

We did it. | know.

We did it. Did you see how happy she was?

She loves us again. | Know. It was great.

Oh, gosh, | was so nervous at first,

but the more that we went on,

it kind of just seemed like old times.

Yeah, it was awesome. Kind of like a normal family.

| know.

Oh, and | finally felt a connection with her.

Yeah. And Colleen.

Yeah. Okay, and Shawn

| know. is such a sweet guy.

What are you doing?

| thought-- | thought we were having-- Gonna have sex.

No, no, no, no.

Not with the baby and Katy out there. No.

Honey, honey, honey,

| can-- | can definitely be quiet.

No sex.

Yeah, but on the bright side,

you have regained the unconditional love

of your youngest daughter.

Right.

Can’t have the unconditional love and the sex

at the same time?

No. Okay. Got it.

No, no. Why don’t you do what you used to do?

Just go downstairs and watch some TV,

and then when she falls asleep, then you can go.

Okay.

Hey,

thank you for tonight.

Because | have a newfound respect for you.

Respect.

Yay, respect. R-E-S-P-E-C-T.

MAN [ON TV]: Welcome back, folks.

Three-thirteen to play in the second.

Both teams full strength. Faceoff in the neutral zone.

Marsh grabs it, pulls it back, finds Sanderson.

He dances around the glove

looking for somebody to pass it to.

Goes out to the point, back to Sanderson.

He fires! Oh, he shoots wide!

It goes off his skate. It’s a goal!

He can’t fully come in.

He’s in the high spot. He shoots.

Just wide. Will he go out?

Oh, and he scores! There you have it, folks.

That’s how fast a game can get.

A 1-0 Atlanta lead on the power play.

[TV CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[SIGHS]

Wheelchair height.

Jackpot.

KATY: Daddy?

[WHISPERING] Hey.

What’s up?

I’m happy | came home.

We are, too, honey. Good night.

You know, Mom is smiling again.

She doesn’t say nasty things about you

when you’re in the other room.

W--

Wait a minute.

She--

She’s saying nasty things about--

What kind of nasty things?

| like Shawn.

| hope he and Col work things out.

Yeah. |, um-- Why?

You know, | just-- | sensed a little tension,

like you and Mom used to be.

Well, th-- They’re in love, honey,

and when you get older, you'll understand that--

I’m glad you're not drinking.

It used to scare me sometimes,

you know, like-- Like you were somebody else.

| hope you never drink again.

Well, I-- You know, I--

Do you promise me you won't drink?

Well, it-- That’s-- It's-- It’s--

That’s a complicated-- Uh, you know.

| don’t know if anybody can promise.

Why?

Because nobody knows what,

you know, the future-- What’s gonna--

Are you an alcoholic?

No. Did Mom say that?

Well, no-- See,

we’re studying President Grant at school,

and he had to have a drink almost every day.

Do you drink every day? No.

No. Oh.

Honey, honey. Ahem.

| did,

for a while, because | was-- I--

You know, | had some grief issues, uh,

when | was going through the problems with your mom

and your Uncle Jimmy was killed.

| was very angry and...

But I-- | learned how to deal with that,

and now | don’t have that,

you know-- | can control it.

l-| can have a little, tiny,

little bit, and it’s not a--

You know, it’s-- It’s--

That’s why things are going so good, ’cause |’m--

It’s just I’m different with it, you know?

So you're in denial.

No. No, no. No.

So you can have a little bit to drink now,

and it’s not gonna be like it was before,

like we’d always worry about bad stuff happening,

and then you and Mom are gonna stay together forever?

Yes.

| love you, Daddy.

| love you too, honey.

Now go to sleep, okay?

[GRUNTS]

Have fun at work. Okay.

[ELEVATOR DINGS]

Hi! Hey.

What’s wrong? Is Damian in?

No. He’s gonna be home from school any minute.

Oh, okay-- So you gotta get in my room

and drop the pants. | wanna tell you--

Okay. | wanted to talk you

about this whole-- Yeah. Shoot.

You know, situation.

Yeah, yeah. Take your pants off.

Okay.

Um, what situation?

You know, this-- This whole thing.

| feel conflicted, you know.

Yeah. Take your pants off. Okay. | am.

Have you been drinking? Not yet.

Oh, boy. You know, | mean, | know we--

It’s sort of working great. | mean, | just--

| guess, you know, there’s no reason, really,

to complain about it even, but, you know, it’s just | think

the thing with Janet and my kids and then you and Damian,

| don’t know. Even though it’s working good,

maybe we're fooling ourselves.

Take your pants off now. Okay. Are you listening to me?

Yes. Okay, so what?

What?

[GRUNTS]

You were saying?

| was saying-- | was saying-- Okay, yeah.

So

do you think I’m an alcoholic?

What? Oof!

You stupid--

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Wake up!

Listen to me.

You are not an alcoholic!

That’s good.

You are a functioning alcoholic.

[SIGHS]

That sucks. No. No, no, no.

It doesn’t suck. It’s good. It’s good. It’s like,

Jim Morrison Right.

was an alcoholic. Yeah.

He died. Uh-huh.

Miles Davis

quit everything when he was, like, 64 years old,

and then 6 months later, pfft! Dead as a doorknob.

Right.

You, my dear--

[GRUNTS]

--are like Keith Richards.

You don’t drink, and the whole band goes down the tubes.

So you have got to keep your eyes on the prize.

Uh-huh.

Which in this case, are the kids.

Right.

Colleen, Katy, Wyatt,

Damian, and... Mm-hm.

Oh, yeah. These.

[BOTH LAUGH]

[BOTH MOANING]

DAMIAN: Hey, Ma! I’m home!

What-- Oh, shitbox!

What? Put your pants back on.

| just took ’em off.

Now, do not quit drinking

until much further notice.

Functioning.

Okay. Mm. Come here.

Functioning. Say it.

Say what? [GROWLS]

Aah! Ow! Functioning.

Functioning. Fu-- Ah. Functioning.

[LAUGHS] [GASPING]

You're so funny when you wince.

[LAUGHS] DAMIAN: Hey, Ma!

SHEILA: I’m coming!

[SIGHS]

[MONITOR BEEPING]

[WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

Alrighty.

[SIGHS]

[LOUD GASPING]

[GRUNTS]

[DOOR OPENS]

Oh, my God.

You are such a good man

to come here and stand watch

over my poor, sick boy.

[SIGHS]

It really is a brotherhood, isn’t it, the fire service?

| was just thinking

about a lot of stuff, and

life.

You know, important stuff, and, uh,

and it made me think about him.

Yeah.

We should say a little prayer.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

Is that Irish?

Yeah.

Give me a blast.

Sit down.

No, son, the bottle. Give me the bottle.

Y-You want the bottle?

Yeah.

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA]

Mm! Wow. That’s nice.

Yeah. [CHUCKLES]

[SIGHS]

Mm. Hoo.

What happened to Sean’s movie?

Uh-- Uh, | was, uh--

Okay.

Come here.

Our father who--

Take a knee. Oh. Okay.

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom--

BOTH: Come, thy will be done

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom and power

and the glory

forever and ever.

Amen.

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