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Previously on "Nip/Tuck"...

The money's gone.
She gave it to the church.

Here's a few hundred bucks
to tide you over.

You need some money? Let me help
you out. I'll make it out to "cash."

I got, uh, $300 worth,
courtesy of my two dads.

Do you want straight sex,
or do you want needles?

- You are not screwing him for money!
- I want back in the business.

You know, just a few choice titles,
nothing too raunchy.

You need to kick the meth, hon. It's
very, very bad for my company's image.

So is this it? You're moving out?

- Is that what you want?
- I want to be with you,

but first you need to realize that
who you are is nothing to be ashamed of.

It takes a strong individual
to be gay in this world, Julia.

You're the only one who's even
pretended to be nice to me.

Will you stay with me,
just for a little while?

Are you ready for this?

This is so wrong.

That was inevitable.

It was just a matter of time before
I got that stick out of your ass.

Do you have a hair dryer?

- Where are you going?
- Out.

DJ Seventh son is playing
at the Whiskey tonight.

Well, wait. I'll come with you.

Don't you want me to?

Um, we're done here.

This was a "get it out
of our system" screw.

Don't feel bad.

After-sex clinginess happens all
the time, especially with older guys.

Are you saying
there's no chemistry here?

I like having sex with older men.

It's a daddy thing.

You're hot for your age.

You're even hotter because you used to
screw the chick who's screwing my mom,

but I don't date guys with gray pubes.

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Season 5 Episode 07
Dr Jushua Lee

You lying bitch.

What do you expect us to say, Matt?

You've been lying to us for months,

spending our money on drugs,
and putting our granddaughter at risk!

Why didn't you just tell us the truth?
We could have helped you.

Do you have any idea
of what the permanent effects

of methamphetamine have on your brain?

I wouldn't be surprised if your
dopamine levels were cut in half.

It's not like you can spare any, Matt.
You're a depressive personality.

Well, thanks to Prometa, we don't have

- that problem anymore.
- Yeah, what's that, Xenu's brother?

It's a specially blended
combination of medication

and nutritional supplements
designed to help suppress our cravings.

And thanks to Prometa,
we've been clean for 3 weeks now.

You do realize

there is no truly effective way
to reverse meth addiction.

Your chances of a relapse are over 80%.

We know that we're always
gonna have the urge, Sean,

but we're fighting this together.

And so, what, now you want some
"get back on your feet" money?

Well, look at me, Christian.

The drugs were hard on me.
I have got sores all over my arms.

This shit aged me, like, 10 years.

What's that saying,
don't give a hungry man a fish,

but teach him how to catch one?

We want to be self-sufficient. Kimber's
gonna model, and I'm gonna manage her.

Oh, Jesus.

Have you looked in the mirror
recently, Kimber?

Your face looks like a fraternity couch.

Yeah, I know. That's why I need you
to freshen me up.

I want my looks back.
They're my commodity.

I am a product.

"Crack Whore" Magazine's
next centerfold.

Look. I know how disappointed
you guys are in me.

But... look.

Just for now, can you at least
see us for what we've overcome?

You want plastic surgery? Go to Tijuana.

You want money?
I'm sure Wendy's is hiring.

You want sympathy?
Write a letter to Oprah.

The double daddy store is closed.

What about Jenna?

Our granddaughter will want for nothing,

except parental role models.

Now, if you'll excuse us,
we have some work to do.

Make sure you take the back door out.
It's the way we take out the trash.

- Julia is gonna be pissed.
- Frankly, she's not my problem anymore.

We can't keep enabling him.

Excuse me. Can we help you?

God, I hope so.

Shrapnel?

Edges are too clean.

I had the X-ray done at the
free clinic in El Segundo.

They don't ask questions down there.

Well, we do here in Beverly Hills.

- What is this, Mister--
- Doctor.

Joshua Lee.

Forgive my paranoia,

but I'd hate to put you in danger.

- What kind of doctor are you?
- Ph. D.

I'm an astrophysicist. I taught at
Harvard when that still meant something.

Look. You're gonna think I'm crazy.

But hear me out, please.

- You got two minutes.
- I only need one.

I was tracking radio waves
from deep space.

For years, we heard nothing but static,
and then, one night,

a series of blips.

You know what defines intelligence?

The ability to create patterns.

And somebody

or something

was out there in the dark doing it.

I'm sorry, but wouldn't we have heard

about the discovery of intelligent life
on another planet?

You don't think I tried?
I called in the team, my superiors...

but the pattern didn't continue.

And there wasn't any trace of it
on the recordings.

- They had erased it.
- "They"?

The ones that put this thing in me.

I knew too much.

I was too close.

They had to keep tabs on me.

You have an alien implant.

They need to track me.

The lead blocks the signal.

- Why don't they just kill you?
- Think I wouldn't rather be dead?

This thing aches so much.

All right. Let me take a look.

I guess the aliens aren't,

intelligent enough to prevent sepsis.

I picked at it with a hanger
trying to get it out.

You know,

I know I'm just
a funny story to you two,

but I researched you.

You take complicated cases.

Please, help me.

Dude! Dude! Sean. Hey, come on up.

What's up, my brother
from another mother?

Taking a nap?

No, just a little afternoon delight!

- This is Leah.
- Hey.

Dutch oven. Dutch oven!

- That is so gross.
- Get out of here.

- No, no, not you! Not you. You.
- OK.

Get out. Go on. Go.

- How old is she?
- 18, I think.

When you're a senior in high school,
that makes you 18, right?

Hey, don't get all
east-coast judgy on me, Sean.

Come on. There is no shame
in dating a young girl.

I mean, this is Hollywood, right?

I mean, that's why we come here. I mean,
they're tight as a chinchilla's ass,

and they don't care
if you listen to them because

most of the time,
they've got nothing to say.

But... how do you keep them interested?

You must be 10 years older than she is.

- Try 20.
- Who did your work?

I've never been under the knife.

Well, except for when
I had my dick shortened.

I'm kidding.

I'm kidding. No, honestly, Doc,
I hate to break it to you,

but I think plastic surgery's
a little 20th century.

I mean, hormones, colonics, thermage--
that's the new age.

A good I.V. push can keep
your hair from going gray

way more than a Grecian formula.

I got this, uh, Indian doctor.

He is the L.A. guru.

I'm not kidding. I don't know
what he puts in his I.V.'s, but, dude,

that shit is magic.

Can I get his number?
Just... for research purposes.

Oh, screw that. I'm going ma�ana.
Why don't you come with?

Uh, I'm actually kind of busy tomorrow.

Well, that's perfect. We'll come to you.

OK.

What do you want, Kimber?

You... inside of me.

What makes you think
I want to stick my dick

inside that cesspool
of a vagina of yours,

risk having it being bitten off
by one of those

Alaskan king crabs you got
swimming around down there?

Get out.

Christian,

I need you to do my surgery.

Telling the truth isn't gonna
make me change my mind.

You want more of the truth?

I am going back into porn.

I guess if you're gonna be a degenerate
slut, you might as well get paid for it.

But I'm not gonna do your surgery.

How many times do we have
to go down this road, Kimber?

I'll break up with Matt.

I thought you two were in love.

I screwed up, OK?

But my life doesn't have to be over.

Fine.

But I get Jenna, too.

Sign over custody to Matt,
and you get your pretty face back.

You ok?

You haven't said a word
since we left the shop.

Look. I've had plenty of girls
with sexual problems.

And who's the common denominator
in that equation?

All right, enough.
Do you want this or not?

Why do you keep asking?
You wanted the sex toy,

- we got the sex toy.
- Not the toy!

Me.

All my friends told me not
to date a straight girl.

This again. Why do I have to decide
whether I'm gay or whether I'm straight?

Choosing your sexuality
is a commitment to me.

I'm in love with you,

and I need to know
that I'm not alone here.

- Excuse me. Are you finished?
- Just a minute, please.

Step over here. This is loaded.

You're going to take out all
the money you can here.

Then we are going to get
into your car.

What's your name?

Can I please go?

Please, can I go?

There's another one. Pull over.

What's the point?
I-- I can't take out any more.

Bullshit.

No. This is the sixth ATM

that we've tried,
and I have a limit on my card.

Look...

Please, please,
can-- can you let us go?

You can have my jewelry.

What are you two?

Girlfriends.

That's what I figured,
the way you were going at it.

Where are we going?

North.

Is she always this way?

When she's scared,
then I think she has a right to be.

But you are not scared.

Are you the man?

Up there. Pull in up there.

Right over there.

Come on.

Go stand there in the light
where I can see you.

In the light.

Stop right there.

Now take off your clothes,
down to your bra and panties.

We-- we have more money, and...

I have $2,000--

Strip!

Will you calm her down?

Hug her.

Kiss her.

Kiss her.

Help me. Please.

Use it.

Use it on her.

Use it on yourself, asshole!

Are you testing me?

I've killed people before.

Then just do it already!

Turn around.

Turn around!

Walk.

Oh, please.

He's gone.

He's gone.

He's gone! Oh, my god!

He's gone.

This poor girl.
Trouble just walks alongside her.

Screw her. How many times have
I fixed the outside of this succubus?

And what changes on the inside, huh?
Nothing.

You know the definition of madness?

When you keep doing the same thing
over and over and over

expecting different results.

The only thing mad about her is
that she still has feelings for you.

Well, there comes a point
when you just have to let go.

Kimber has a disease of the soul.
Get too close,

you catch it.

Dr. Troy?

The police are on the phone.
It's Julia.

They called from an emergency callbox
up north off of 5.

If you ask me, they are lucky
to be breathing. Right here.

Are you ok?

I'm so sorry.

We're fine.

We just need to go home
and have a hot shower.

I don't even know why Julia called you.

I'm sure the police would
have given us a ride.

I just want to see the kids.

- Can I take them home?
- I'd like to do a rape kit first.

What? He raped you?

No. Uh, we already told you that.

Well, honestly, a lot of women say
that on the night of an attack.

Are you kidding me?

These women have been terrorized.
Now you want to violate them as well?

Look. I'm just trying to do my job.
I mean, this guy could do

this again, and I would hate
to lose evidence because

they went home and they took a shower.

No, julia, I want to go home.

Why don't you take your rape kit,

put it next to your box of doughnuts,
and go arrest some bad guys?

Let's go.

Hey, Seannie,
you name me one doctor--

I don't care what country he's from--
still makes house calls.

Name one who charges $1,200 an hour
and doesn't take insurance.

I heard that.

I can't laugh.

You feel that?

That's the radioactive waves heating the
skin and stimulating collagen growth.

I know how it works, Aidan.
I'm a doctor, remember?

When we're done here,
we're gonna look younger

than the Olsen twins.

I need to be honest with you.

I'm not doing this for research.

I'm seeing a girl.

A young girl.

What is she, 17? Because
I got a guy that can fix all that up.

- Yeah, birth certificate--
- No, no, no, she's 18.

She's my ex-wife's
girlfriend's daughter.

Dude, the sexual permutations
are frying my brain.

All I can think about are
the 50 different ways it's wrong.

Guilt is the number
one negative chi producer.

If you let that fester,
it will age you, Seannie.

I need you to exhale and let it go.

I'm going to begin the I.V.
push treatments now.

I feel flushed. Is that Niacin?

And magnesium phosphorous and

4 times the daily requirement
of vitamin C.

All the skin vitamins.

Is this really gonna take away my gray?

Look at me. I got the hair
of a 12-year-old boy.

I'm sad you're so
hung up on this one girl.

Dude, teenagers are supposed to be fun.

You know? It's like candy on
a conveyor belt. One passes you by,

look. There's 20 more
coming of age right now.

No. I'm cutting off girls
born after '79.

This was an exception and a mistake.

Really? So that's
why you're doing all this?

You want to know why she dumped you?

Because you showed her that you cared.

Teenagers are insecure.

You let on that you like them, they're
gonna think something's wrong with you.

Not Eden.

All right. All I'm gonna say is,
the harder the chocolaty outside,

the gooier the nougaty inside.

You know what I'm saying?

I'm having a big bash this weekend.
Why don't you come by?

There'll be cocaine, young girls.

Huh? What do you say?

You and Aidan done jerking
each other off?

I think he looks great.
Give me your guru's number.

Did he wax your vaginas as well?

My skin is tight, my chi is aligned,
and I feel 10 years younger.

You should try it, Christian.

You're looking a little rough
around the edges.

Don't you worry about it, but Julia
and Olivia got carjacked last night.

What? Are they ok?

Physically.

I picked them up from
the police station this morning.

I should call them.

Don't worry. She'll be
in here this afternoon.

She needs to talk to the both of us.

When did this happen?
I mean, I didn't get any messages.

She called me because
I'm good when things get hot.

And I'm not?

Look. We're all just friends, right?

I wouldn't worry about it.

You have any idea what the hell this is?

It's a microchip,
but there's no serial number.

I've seen one of those before...

on the websites about alien abduction.

That's exactly
what an implant looks like.

Whenever I wonder why you're single,
you have ways of letting me know.

Tease me all you want,

but I saw a ufo in Miami, Christian,

and I was not the only one.

Come on, Liz. This is man made.

Then how did this get in his back?

And why doesn't it have
any markings inside?

You think creatures
who are intelligent enough

to travel through space
aren't smart enough to create

devices made out of carbon?

Jeez.

Send that out for tests.

Where?

Are you sure you want to do this?

I brought you guys here for support,
not to talk me out of it.

- I support you.
- We both do.

Buying a gun is a completely
appropriate reaction

- for what happened to you.
- Thank you.

You're far more likely to be killed
by your own gun than a criminal's.

That's not what you said
after your attack.

A republican is a democrat,
who's been mugged.

That's a.45.

My girl digs it
because it fits in her hand.

Pick it up.

- Oh, yeah. That is heavy.
- Look at it like a

cell phone on a long drive.

You never have to use it.
It's all about state of mind.

Ok. I'm gonna say it.

This is insane.

Julia, you were the victim
of a random attack. One in a million.

- This is an overreaction.
- Why are you so upset about this?

- Because my kids live with you.
- So get a lock.

You know, I'm not sure she should
be taking advice from a man whose idea

of taking responsibility is pulling out.

Would you two shut up?

I think that this will fit
in my purse and, um...

I'll take it.

The chip works as sort of a lojack,
except for people.

And I realize that sounds really cruel,

but this is the third time my father's
wandered away from the nursing home.

And the last time, he almost died
from hypothermia.

We're just happy
it started working again.

This is not my daughter.
My daughter is fat.

Dr. Lee, this is your daughter Wendy.

She has the I.D.
and your medical file to prove it.

And you have Alzheimer's disease, which
is making you very confused right now,

but you don't have
to worry about anything.

They'll tell you anything
to discredit me.

- I've come too close.
- Ok. Ok, daddy,

- it's time to go now, all right?
- Get your hand off me.

I won't go with her. Look at me.

I'm not crazy.

These men are from the care facility.

They're gonna take
real good care of you.

It's 2007. George Bush is president.
The Celtics are good again.

I don't want to go with them.

Please! I don't want to go with them.
I don't want to go--

Dude! Dude!

Oh, the doctor's
in the house, everybody.

This is the debate team.

Oh, hi.

All right, girls, you can take off.

Why don't you go argue with somebody?

Seriously, take off.

But I'm gonna be checking your notes
to see who won, Cheryl.

I don't even know if that's her name.

Hey, so, what do you think of my theme?
I got this whole hell thing going.

I call it Dante's Infernal.

I was actually thinking
about going home.

Whoa! You can't go home.
Come on. You're my wing man.

You never abandon your wing man.
Didn't you see "Top Gun"?

I appreciate the effort.
This just isn't for me.

What? Good energy's not for you

- or some women?
- Oh, shit.

That's her.

Wow. She's like a little lion cub.

I, uh, I got to go.

Oh, no, no, no. Well, do you want her?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

Ok. Chug.

- That's it. Now we're--
- Excuse me, ladies.

Just made a little jump.

- Sean.
- Hey!

You know my boy Sean?

What are you doing here?

Abby, panty time. Let's go.

Panty-- right here.

Who's next?

- Come, get a drink with me.
- I'll catch up.

What do you have left, Abby?

I'm killing.

That was nice work.

Step off, Rexy.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Want to go somewhere private?

Impressive.

I got a little obsessed with personal
safety after I got attacked.

Thanks for doing this
with me here today.

You know, I couldn't have done it alone.

And Sean can be so judgmental
about these things.

You've always come to me when you needed
strength. How's Olivia?

Like it never happened.

I'd be in denial, too,
if I fell apart like she did.

You know, that is not fair, Christian.

Oh, come on. You can't tell me you
weren't shocked by the way she reacted.

Fine. I was surprised, ok?

Well, that's what you get
for dating a woman.

No wonder you want a gun.

Now it's your turn.

Remember, you have to start
a relationship with it. Without you,

then it's just a paperweight, ok?

Now put the magazine in.

Excellent.

Ok, now spread your legs
and bend your knees.

So raise the gun.

There you go. And aim it.

Then move your finger over the trigger.

Good.

- You feel that?
- Yeah.

Feels good, don't it?

Ok.

Now squeeze.

Hey. What are you doing?

Packing.

- Where did you get this?
- I had to steal it.

Certainly you couldn't afford it.

Are we going somewhere?

You are going nowhere,
which is why I am leaving.

I don't understand.
I thought we were doing good here.

Have you looked at this place?

- I got a job.
- Oh, really?

Where? Burger King?

Oh, my God. I knew it.

Look, I made a deal with Christian.

He does my surgery, I dump you.

Oh, I thought he was doing that for us,
you know, to help us.

That's what I told you, but I lied.

You know, he's just manipulating
you again, Kimber.

No, he's not, because it was my idea.

And no matter how good he can
make me look, I can't move forward

carrying your dead weight.

- I love you.
- Oh! Stop. Please, Matt.

You're pathetic.

Where did you get those earrings?
Did you have to steal those, too?

Ram gave them to me.

We're relaunching the Kimber Doll.

You know, it was a celebratory gift.

Did you sleep with him?

Of course I did.

And it was the first time

that I have come in months.

Christ.

I... I am so sorry.

So, um...

So what about Jenna?

Jenna will be at Ram's with the nanny,

and that's where she will be staying
when I am not with her.

- You can't take her away from me.
- Oh, really?

You want to fight me,
Johnny Burger King?

Ram adores her, ok?

And he's got a lot of money.

I never loved you, Matt.

I told you I did, but I lied.

And I'm really sorry.

I hope some day we can be friends.

I can't come.

It's the "e."

Here. Try this.

Ohh, too hard?

- What's wrong, Sean?
- Call 911.

I'm having a heart attack.

Jesus. Sean, are you ok?

I called you both. Is that all right?

Of course it is!

Some week you're having, huh, Jules?

Honey, what happened?

The nurse said that you
might have had a heart attack.

He didn't have a heart attack.
He had an adverse reaction to ecstasy.

Jesus Christ, man. You know there's
an age limit to that shit.

It's like listening to fall out boy.

It's that cocknocker Aidan Stone.
He's a bad influence on him.

Aidan didn't give it to me.

Well, then who did?

Eden.

We're having

- an affair, sort of.
- Sort of?

- Sean, she's a child.
- She's 18.

And I didn't call you down here
to judge me.

Could you just be my friend right now?
Is that all right?

No. I mean, even if I could get past
the fact that you have had sex with yet

another barely legal girl,
what am I meant to do,

smile and just stroke your bruised ego

when you've slept
with my girlfriend's daughter?

- It had nothing to do with you.
- Bullshit, Sean!

There are a hundred starlets
you could have bedded. Sh...

You're right.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Yes, I do.

I'm 42 years old, and I can feel it.

My knees creak when I walk.
I get up to pee twice a night.

You know who I am now
when I smile at twenty-something girls?

I'm the creepy old guy.

My flame is dying, and I can feel
the cold air coming in.

Eden reignited me.

She was like a bucket of gasoline.

You don't have to tell me about the
spiritual benefits of young pussy, Sean.

I've been dipping myself in those
shealing waters for years.

Yeah, you have!

I'm sorry if I scared you guys.

I didn't mean...

- I didn't mean to do any of this.
- Oh, come on. Come on.

We've all got regrets,
made mistakes, right?

- We're here for you.
- Thanks.

We need to talk.

About what, your sexual identity crisis?

Save it for the shrink, lesbot.

Listen to me, you little bitch.

You stay the hell away from Sean.

You think this sophomoric
act is Charming?

It's not. You think that prancing around

in your plaid skirt and seducing
older men makes you special?

It doesn't. It makes you a stupid whore.

I have deep feelings for Sean, Julia.

And I can provide him things
that you no longer can,

such as youth and a certain tightness.

Listen, do not screw with him
or any other member of my family.

And you especially don't screw with me,

or I will talk your mother
into sending you away to reform school

far, far away from us.

Do you hear me? Good.

- Is that decaf?
- Yes, dad.

Hello. Dr. Mcnamara, Dr. Troy?

I was wondering if you recently
treated a Dr. Joshua Lee.

- About 6-feet, 70.
- Deep voice?

That's him. Oh, thank God.

When the insurance bill came,
I got this jolt of hope,

but I wouldn't let myself believe it
until I was sure.

I'm sorry. I'm motor-mouthing.

It's just that my father
has been missing for months.

He just disappeared.
No change of clothes, no note.

They had to suspend his NASA project.

I'm sorry. Did you say your father?

Yes. Can I see him?

- Your sister picked him up yesterday.
- I don't have a sister.

Her name is Wendy.

That doesn't make any sense.
I'm Wendy.

- He did say she was fat.
- I have a thyroid condition.

I don't understand.

Why would someone claiming to be me
come and take my father away?

He's a broke scientist
who gets off looking at the stars.

Who would do this?

Who?

You asshole.

I guess Kimber lowered the boom.

Take my advice-- move on. I just
gave you an early birthday present.

I love her. She's all I have.

It kind of sounds like your
whole sorry-ass life, don't it?

No money, no prospects,
and the love of your life

is an old skank who's about
to take it up the ass again for cash.

You know, she took Jenna.

Been living with some
millionaire porn producer,

and she won't even let me see her!

- Come here. Get in here.
- What are you doing?

I'm trying to make a man out of you.

You've always been such a wheezy little
bitch. No wonder Kimber dumped you.

What? You don't love me anymore either?

Of course I love you. I'm your father.

I don't want to see you until you
get your shit together, you hear me?

You need to grow up, Matt,
and do it fast.

Until then, consider yourself an orphan.

Is Sean home?

No. He's at his internist's.

Why?

I need you.

Make love to me.

Take care of me.

Jesus!

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