All language subtitles for Shameless.US.S04E10

[Grunts]

This is what you missed
last week on Shameless.

I'm not finished yet.

[Energetic rock music]

Francis Gallagher,
will you marry me?

All I need
is a marriage certificate.

I'm gonna be your--
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?
$500 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 8:00 AM to 6:00 PM.

If you miss curfew,

you'll violate the terms
of your probation,

and you can go back to jail.
[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!

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♪ think of all the luck
you got ♪

♪ know that
it's not for naught ♪

♪ you were beaming
once before ♪

♪ but it's not like that
anymore ♪

♪ what is this downside ♪

♪ that you speak of? ♪

♪ what is this feeling ♪

♪ you're so sure of? ♪

♪

♪ round up the friends
you got ♪

♪ know that
they're not for naught ♪

♪ you were willing
once before ♪

♪ but it's not like that
anymore ♪

♪ what is this downside ♪

♪ that you speak of? ♪

♪ what is this feeling ♪

♪ you're so sure of? ♪

[Airy, echoing sounds]

[Rock music]

Yeah!

All: [Cheering]

♪

[Laughing]

♪

Yah!

♪

[Boom]

[Record skipping]

[Loud whooshing]

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?

[Whispers]
I'm ready...

[Mumbles indistinctly]

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

[Whispers]
I'm ready...

for more pills.

Oh.

More pills. Um...

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
his cleanse.

[Monitors beeping]

- [Gasps]
- 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.

[Whimpers, groans]

You know--
[Exhales rhythmically]

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[Squeaks]

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, 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.

Mm-hmm.
[Chuckles]

Pancakes are on me.

Thought you were broke.

Nah, 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 El?

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.

Ugh, 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-- 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?

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.

- That a shiv?
- Yep. Later.

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

Man, I miss high school.

Hey. Hey, little man.

How'd it go?

I finished early,

double-checked my answers.

Who the hell knows?

You don't look happy.

Well, Debbie texted,

and, uh, Fiona didn't come
home last night.

And since she's
under house arrest,

that's kind of a problem.

Ouch.
But there's not really

anything you can do, is there?

Uh, make some calls,
uh, try to figure out

where she is, uh--

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

Well, are you able
to stay focused

- 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.

Uh, 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.

Um, 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...
- Uh-huh?

Dilaudid, and Duragesic.

- Liquid morphine?
- Two hundy.

- Oxys?
- 20 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-I wa--
I wa-- I'm sorry.

- I was just eavesdropping.
- Mm-hmm?

Did you just say
that you do a liver

and a transplant for $25,000?

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.

[Whispering]
I have--

- a little money saved.
- Yeah.

And you had to have made
some money

from selling off my furniture.

I mean, that was covered
in plastic...

- Okay.
- And pristine.

Okay, 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.

- He's a pear farmer.
- 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, uh, what is this?
[Beeping]

Huh? Is this an ankle monitor?

- Hers.
- Huh? 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, hee-hee.

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

Hey, how about that ecstasy?

No, thanks.

You already took it.

It feels nice, right?

[Laughs]

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.
Oh, how wonderful.

Ready to meet
your sister nieces?

They've been asking about you.

Oh-- mmph.

Ooh, 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.
[Cell phone jingles]

Babe, check that.

No, it's just Kate saying
congratulations.

Well, what--
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.

- Oh, that's not good.
- 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,
uh, tell me again.

Um, this one's Amy.

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

I'm just not 100% 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.

Oh, yeah, it's Amanda's.

You know, she's sort of my,
uh--

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

Mm, 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.

Hmm, 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, uh,
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.
- Ah, you dropping Liam off? Hi.

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

- Any word on Fiona?
- Uh, 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 where she is?

No, we don't want to draw
their attention

to the fact
that she's gone AWOL.

But if she's hurt or--
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, uh,
make him some lunch?

- I need to study.
- Yeah.

Wanna go get lunch?

- Thanks.
- Hungry?

Ooh, 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.
- O-only not tomorrow,

'cause tomorrow's already
pretty full.

- We're getting married.
- Oh.

Congratulations.

- Thank you.
- The transplant

will cost 25,000
American dollars,

plus 5,000 for the liver--

30,000 in total.

Oh.

Um--

Can you do it for 26,000 total?

That's all we've got.

That, uh, that's what we--

we were told that--
that--

- I will accept this offer.
- [Gasps]

[Exhales]

[Sniffs]
That is your liver.

Shakhawat is a perfect match.

He will give you one lobe.

Thank you. That--
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.

[Engine turns over]

[Old-school hip-hop music]

♪

[Door opens]

There's no sign of her.

Hey, how come none of us ever
learned to play guitar?

Or any instrument?

I was thinking that maybe we
could pick up guitar

or-- or piano,
or drums even, just--

it-- it's such a cool way
to express yourself,

'cause it-- 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.

[Sighs]
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?
- Ian could call

Worldwide Cup
and say he's an old friend.

Good. Good.

Shit, um, look, I gotta go.

Um, 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.

[Rock 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.

Ugh.

[Groaning]
I'm gonna puke.

Did she say she's gonna puke?

- Hey, that doesn't open.
- Do not puke in the van, okay?

- Pull over.
- Yeah, but I can't

- pull over here.
- Oh, she's--

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

- Bleh!
- 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?

_

Really?

_

That's so interesting.

Okay, 'cause I think
we might be

on the same page here.

Glossy or matte program?

Hmm.

Sammi.

- Loss...
- Mm-hmm?

...is part of the cycle
of life.

- Whatever grows must decay.
- Yeah.

Everything is temporary,
and-- 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.

- His spirit--
- 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.

- One, two, three--
- Hey, hey, hey!

- Hey!
- Leave his body alone!

- This is sacred!
- Please let me do this!

- We have to--
- Don't you touch--

- Stop!
- [Screams]

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.

[Rock music]

Taxi-- taxi--

[Doorbell buzzing]

I knew you were home.

- What?
- We've been ringing the bell

- for 20 minutes.
- Okay, I was asleep.

Is Fiona here?

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

Would you please get Fiona?

Tell her Debbie and Ian
are here.

Okay, just-- just hold on.

[Sighs]

What are you doing?

Oh, I tried these barbell
lift exercises.

They really work
your shoulders.

She was here.
I-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!

- Ow!
- Fiona!

- Hey, hey, hey.
- Don't do that.

From now on,
stay away from her.

- Understand?
- Okay.

Better tell Lip.

Let's go, come on.
[Grunts]

[Cell phone vibrates]

[Pensive rock music]

♪

Ladies and gentlemen,

announcing the latest addition
to the ball family,

Amy and Jemma!

[Cheers]

Yeah, attaboy!

Proud papa.

[Laughs]
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?

[Sighs]
Talk to your business partner.

[Rock music playing]

[Muffled rock music]

♪

Yeah, come again.

Hey, can you tell these girls
to show a little skin,

for Christ's sake?
They're not climbing Everest.

They're climbing dick.

- Is 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%.

- Bullshit.
- No. It's like, uh,

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.
[Baby crying]

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.
- Is 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?

[Engine revs]

[Tires squeal]

Hello?
Hello?

Dr. Johnny?

Hello?

Oh, Dr. Johnny.

You have money?

Yes.

Enjoy.

Yeah, Sammy's bringing
Frank down.

We should be ready soon.

[Loud clatter]

Oh. Oh, God.

No, madam--
no, no, madam.

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

you have seat.
You have seat.

- All right.
- [Shouting in Bengali]

[Kid Cadaver's
Teach You The Tongue]

[Clatter]

[Door slides shut]

♪

♪ swallow the sound ♪

♪ I need you to see
where I'm from ♪

♪ I'll lead you,
teach you the tongue ♪

♪ you'll speak through there ♪

♪

♪ I won't leave you swooning ♪

♪ swooning ♪

♪ I'll just bring you
through-- ♪

[Music stops abruptly]

[Exhales]

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

[Coughs]

[Engine turns over]

Shit.

Hey!

Fuck.

Fuck.

We will make
a slanting incision

across the abdomen here,

separate the diseased liver
from the surrounding organs,

clamp off arteries and veins--

_

_

_

[Monitors beeping]

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 no no,
this is sterile.

Go around.
Go around.

Around.
[Speaking Bengali]

Scalpel.

[Engine zooms]

[Energetic rock music]

Forget the ATM!

They're heavy
and really hard to open.

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

- Just candy?
- Yeah, um,

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-- 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 jingles]

_

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

Here's your sister.

Hi, Lip.
[Sniffs]

Uh, it's Fiona.

I'm at a gas station,

uh, in Sheboygan.

[Sighs]

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.

[Sniffs]

I am pleased to say
the operation was a success.

- Oh!
- 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.

- Oh.
- Well, uh, good luck.

Okay.
Oh, we did it, Frank!

You're gonna be okay!

I'm calling 911 now.

This is all I got for blankets.

[Chuckles]
Hey, do you want some coffee?

[Phone rings]
At-- at least it's warm.

Oh.

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.

Oh, 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.
- Hey! You got visitors.

Least that wasn't suspicious.

Uh, heh-heh,
well, he's very shy.

- Good morning.
- Hi.

I'm Officer Johnson.
This is Officer Kandage.

- Is Fiona Gallagher here?
- Uh, 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.

Hmm, 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.

Uh, daughter says he recently
had a liver transplant.

- How recent?
- I-I don't know.

What would you say?
About--

- It was, like, 20 minutes ago?
- Uh-huh.

What was 20 minutes ago?

The transplant.

Dispatch, hold on.
What transplant facility?

It's just
in that basement there.

Uh-huh.

[Sighs]
Get in.

A basement.

Chuckie, want to ride
in the ambulance?

No, not a hospital basement.

Like, a warehouse.

This is exciting.
[Indistinct chatter on radio]

Okay, we're gonna lay you down.

[Door slams]
Okay?

Okay.

[Plastic crunches]
God damn it.

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

Can we put it
somewhere else, please?

[Toy squeaks]

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.
- [Chuckles]

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

over here.

Hey, kiddo.

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, huh?

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

I'm gonna get you all set.

[Baby fusses]
Okay, shh, shh.

[Upbeat folk rock]

Don't pee pee on mommy.

Hey.

[Exhales]

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.

[Sniffles]

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.
- Oh.

How long does he have?

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

Maybe hours.

I'm sorry.

Oh, I'm--
I am 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.

[Whispers indistinctly]

[Gasps]

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!

Oh, my goodness.

Yeah?

More... pills.

Ohhh.

- My family lives in there.
- The supermarket?

- No.
- Oh, '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.

Oh. Mom.
This is Earl.

I told you about him.

- The-- the candy?
- Oh. They love the candy.

Say thank you.

Kids: Thank you.

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

Jamie's got the keys, okay?

Bye.

So, you want a tour?

Of the van?
Yeah, okay.

[Cell phone jingles]
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.

Psh, 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.

I'm gonna get you
out of here right now.

I promised I was gonna get you
someplace safe,

- away from him, okay?
- Hey, let go.

Listen, you can't stand
for this, all right?

- Let-- let go!
- You said you weren't gonna

stand for this--
come on!

- Oh!
- Mandy--

- What the fuck? Hey!

Easy! Easy!

Ian.

Look at me.

We're cool.

Everything's cool.

We're leaving.
Let's go.

[Door slams]
Hey.

What the fuck's going on
with you, huh?

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?

[Cell phone vibrates]

Yeah, please, check your phone.

I'll just yell
at the fucking wall.

It's Frank.

Here you go.

You didn't get anything?

Uh, 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.

[Sighs]

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?
- Yeah, she's fine.

- Put her on.
- Okay.

Hi, Debs.

Sorry I freaked everyone out.

Oh, it's so good
to hear your voice.

[Sighs]
You too.

I'm coming home.

I love you.

I love you too.

Oh, and tell Lip
that Frank's dying

and getting married to Sheila,
so we're going

to the hospital, okay?

I'll see you at home.
Drive safe.

Wha-- Okay.

[Door squeaks]
Bye.

[Engine zooms]

[Babies crying]
I'm trying, 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.

[Cell phone jingles]
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.

[Pop! Pop!]

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!

[Rock music]

♪

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

We need quiet here!

What the fuck are you--
Get outta here!

[Babies crying]

Little assholes.

[Crying continues]

Holy fuck.
Sweetheart?

Tell me I didn't shoot anyone.

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

[Gasping]

- 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. Oh.

Hey, Frank, how's it going?

Put those on.

Uh, it's gonna be
a cool wedding.

Congratulations.
Hey, is 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.

[Monitor beeping]

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.

[Pachelbel's Canon In D playing]

♪

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.

[Phones ringing]

Excuse me.

[Clears throat]

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--

uh, I guess just in sickness,

till death do you part?

I do.

Uh, and we'll assume Frank
feels the same.

- He does.
- Frank and Sheila,

it is my honor to declare you

man and wife.

- You may kiss the groom.
- Oh!

[Laughter, applause]

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.

[All shouting at once]

- 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.

[Gasps]
What?

[Heliotropes' Ribbons]

♪

So.

You want to go first?

♪

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