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Oh, God, it's a fire!

Fire!

A jackhammer?

On Saturday? He should be castrated.

Saturday.

Oh, God. Oh, God, it's Saturday.
Get up! Get up!

Get up, get up, get up!

My sister's gonna kill me.

Oh, my God, what did we do last night?

The usual.

Collected money for the poor little
homeless children at the church bazaar.

I think the vicar must
have spiked the Kool-Aid.

We are way late!

What am I gonna tell my sister?

Is this yours or mine?

- Oh, my God, how did that happen?
- I haven't a clue.

There's my excuse. I'm late
because my tits caught on fire.

Come on!

Find a cab! Taxi!

- Hey, cab!
- Right there! Get him.

Can you go a little faster, please?

Fast and alive. Alive, all right?

The alive part is incredibly
important in this case.

You all right, darling?

Oh, God, I could care less.

That's the whole point.

Right. To care less.

Does your sister like cherry brandy?
'cause I haven't got her a gift.

Thank God for bar cars.

You're late!

Jasper, this is…

a bridesmaid with
makeup and a dress.

Really late.
Like 45 minutes.

She has absolutely no sense of humor,
but she's really good at telling time.

I am so sorry.

There was a water main break
and the train got stuck in Rye.

An electrical thingy.
And just, explosion…

- Gwen,
- Yeah.

you make it impossible to love you.

Shit!

May we present?
Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Topton.

Like one?

Did you think it was
a pretty wedding? I did.

Wasn't it pretty?

Yeah, but no one wants pretty
anymore from a wedding.

They want a scandal.
They want to take home a story.

Try these.

This is a party. Let's have some fun
with it, for God's sake.

Oh, my God!

- What happened?
- You!

Possibly crank it up a little?
Liven everything up.

- There's a ladies' room right over there.
♪ Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid ♪

♪ Fool about my money, don't try to save ♪

♪ My heart says go go have a time ♪

♪ Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna rip it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna shake it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna ball it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock it up ♪

♪ and ball tonight ♪

♪ Got me a date and I won't be late ♪

♪ Picked her up in my 88 ♪

- Settle down, buddy!
♪ Shag on down by the union hall ♪

- Oh, sorry.
♪ When the joint starts jumpin', we'll have a ball ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna rip it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna shake it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna ball it up ♪

♪ I'm gonna rock it up ♪

♪ and ball tonight ♪

Don't worry. I'll replace it.

I'll be right back.

Hey, lady! Hey, lady,
what are you doing?

Cake store. Cake store. Cake store.

This is Helga. What city?

Yes, Bedford.

A cake store.

Lady, if I knew the name,
I wouldn't have called you, okay?

Oh, God!

This is perfect.

All right, everybody.
Now, circle up.

That's it.

Come on.

Together, we're better!

We're better together!

No drugs!

That judge totally screwed me.

- Good morning!
- This is horrible.

I should've picked
that rehab center in the city.

People chant.

- They do what?
- They chant.

They think I'm chanting, they have
a whole 'nother thing coming.

It could be worse.
Could be prison.

Oh, that's worse?

You never hear of anyone being raped
with a plunger in rehab.

You don't hear about it
because they cover it up.

It's not funny!

Excuse me. Talking.

No cell phones.

Gwen C., I'm Betty.
Follow me.

We carry our own bags here.
This isn't the Sheraton.

Oh, glass. In case I slit
my wrists. I get it.

An eyelash curler.

What'll I do with that? Stab myself?
Curl my tongue to death?

While you're going through my stuff,

let's see what Betty's
got in her drawers.

Oh, my God.
Betty has locked her drawers.

What? It's for my back pain.

These things will be returned
to you when you check out.

Except for the Vickodin,
which will be flushed.

Smile!

It's "Vicodin".

No phone calls, except during posted
phone time and only for 10 minutes.

No fraternization. That's romance
and/or sex between patients.

Oh, and we chant here.
Don't be put off by it.

Some people prefer it
to the Serenity Prayer.

♪ I'll be your friend ♪

♪ I'll help you carry on ♪

♪ For it won't be long ♪

♪ Till I'm gonna need somebody… ♪

Your room.

You're responsible
for keeping it clean.

Andrea, this is Gwen.

Settle her in.

- Do you watch Santa Cruz?
- Pardon me?

Santa Cruz. It's my soap.

They only let us watch TV at night,
so I've missed the last two weeks.

Hey, an intellectual.

Like the stuff you were doing
to get you in here was real brain food.

Parker House people, this is Gwen.
Gwen, this is everybody.

Hello, Gwen.

I'm thinking booze.

Cocaine.

Painkillers.

- This is not a nice game.
- Well?

Well, what?

What's your drug of choice?

Alcohol, cocaine, Percodan,
heroin, glue?

I have to pick just one?

Your gateway drug.
What you go for first.

I guess I drink.

Yes. Come to Papa.

Hand them over.
I know people, admit that.

Get your thumb out of that.

What's the matter?

Haven't you ever seen
a trach scar before?

It's a tracheostomy.
It's not a growth.

It's not a deformity. It's a scar.
So you can stop staring at it.

Okay, good. Thank you.

I don't think
she was staring, Daniel.

No? And how would you know, faggot?

You're about as perceptive
as Helen Keller.

When you think about it,
Helen Keller was pretty perceptive.

Shut up!

Look at him walk away!
Run away! Run away!

♪ We were up in heaven
Now we're in the mud ♪

♪ We fell off the wagon
You should have heard the thud ♪

- I like your coat.
- Thank you.

- Is that leather?
- Yes.

- Not vinyl?
- Nope.

- You believe in killing animals?
- Yes.

- For clothing?
- Absolutely.

So do I.

♪ For 28 boring days ♪

Don't worry about Daniel.

He's just self-conscious about
his neck because he did it to himself.

He had this thing where he'd pump his
stomach so he wouldn't get a hangover.

I guess he knew how, because,
you know, he's a doctor. Or was.

He lost his license after
he killed that patient, but…

Anyway, I guess one night while he was
scraping that tube down to his stomach

somehow he screwed up and he
couldn't breathe and he had to

poke a hole in his throat
with a pen or something.

Jasper, see if you can dig up
some Vicodin before you come.

The Gestapo found my first batch.

That here-but-not-here illusion
will be…

much easier to sustain
with a little chemical help.

Love, Gwennie.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Chocolate. Heroin addict.

What are you, like 12 or something?

Seventeen.

Loving this.

Good night.

♪ Jeremiah was the bullfrog ♪

♪ Jeremiah was the bullfrog ♪

♪ Was a good friend of mine ♪

♪ I never understood
A single word he said ♪

♪ But I helped him drink his wine ♪

♪ And he always had
Some mighty fine wine ♪

♪ Singing joy to the world ♪

You girls are a lot of fun.

And that's the most important thing.

Because if you're not having fun,
peanuts…

What's the frigging point!

Oh, God.

You can keep your drugs
and your whiskey sours.

We got us a higher power!

Yay, God!

Don't forget
tonight's lecture at 8:30:

"How Many Brain Cells
Did I Kill Last Night?"

Decaf.

There's no caffeine.
It's mood-altering.

Hi.

That was a nice little moment.
Where you going?

What do you mean?
You gotta have cigarettes.

Sorry, but we're fresh out.

Lady, the people out there
are addicts, okay?

They need cigarettes
like they need air.

I guess that explains it, then. Gum?

It wasn't a problem…

till Emmett, he took up
with that girl.

Those nights that he was
out with her…

and I was home with the TV…

See, I figured we could
see it through.

So when he said

he was moving her in with us

and that I could stay or leave

I see now I should've left.

I've got something.

When you…

You want to do it later?

I think, yeah.

Why did you…?

Some feeling words in there, or…?

- You know?
- I…

I don't know how to explain.

All right. Okay, well,
that's a good start.

Another time. It's all right.

So let's finish up today
with a prayer, all right?

Let's all hold hands.

God, grant me the serenity

to accept the things
I cannot change,

the courage to change
the things I can,

and the wisdom to know
the difference.

It works if you work it.
It's worth it!

All right!

Take on the day. Go ahead.

B-minus.

Hey, Gwen C.!

Your bed was not made up,
your clothes were all over the place.

I'm giving you an F for daily
inspection and fining you a dollar.

So pay up.

Tell you what.

Here's five dollars.
I don't plan on cleaning all week.

Bitch.

How you doing?

Good.

I don't know how much money
I have in my account

but it's yours
if I could bum a cigarette.

Sure.

They're Reds.

Thank you.

Been here long?

Yeah.

What's the deal here if somebody
was looking for something

with a little more kick
than nicotine?

Do people actually get stuff here,
or is it…?

It happens.

How does it work?
I mean, how can you get stuff?

Can you get stuff,
or is it, like…?

If your counselor catches you using,
you can get kicked out of here.

I don't plan on discussing it
with him.

Too late.

Generally, people come to rehab
not to get loaded.

Well, I try not to run with the pack.

You're a real individual.

You're the only person
who does drugs and alcohol.

I meant what I said out there.

You get caught using,
you risk getting kicked out.

Fair enough. We done?

And believe me,
I'll know if you're using.

You always this charming?

You always use humor to deflect things
when you're uncomfortable?

Do you always use insight
to disarm your new recruits?

- What's that?
- It's literature about your disease.

AA Big Book, some worksheets.

That's a journal I want you
to write in every day.

I suppose I have to do this.

You got better things to do
with your time?

Hey, listen.

This isn't the last lousy day
you're gonna have around here.

Just remember: God never dumps
more on us than we can handle.

Is that available stitched
on a pillow somewhere?

Tonight's lecture: "Are You A Blackout
Drunk, or Don't You Remember?"

Going down?

My problem is, my father just
happened to watch Dateline…

the night they're doing
some exposé…

on Park Avenue drug users…

the night he caught me
doing some blow in the bathroom.

But I don't have a problem.
I don't have health problems.

I play Ultimate Frisbee
two times a week.

And I'm, you know, a patron of the
arts, and diseases and cures and stuff.

That's what I spend my money on.
So I like to have a little bit of fun.

"Adult Children Of Alcoholics"
is moved to 9 p.m. in room 8.

CoDA starts at 8 p.m. in B.

CAs and NAs meet tomorrow

and overeaters, sexual addicts…

Who the hell do you have to know
to get a drink around here?

Oh, God.

Oh, my God, I love you so much.

- Where are all the celebrities?
- There are none.

What? Come on.

All anyone wants from rehab's
a good coked-out star story.

Elizabeth Taylor, weeping in group
about how she never felt beautiful.

Never, not one single day.
Now, that's the story they want.

- I'm gonna get you out of here.
- I'm not supposed to leave.

You're not supposed to have
Mummy's Little Helper in your pocket either.

Hold on, hold on.

Okay, go.

Be very, very quiet. I'm hiding.

Be very, very quiet.

♪ Drunk men stagger, drunk men fall
Drunk men swear and that's not all ♪

♪ Quite often
they will urinate outdoors ♪

♪ Like widowed women,
drunk men weep ♪

♪ Like children curled up
Drunk men sleep ♪

♪ Like a dog, a drunk will
Crawl around on all fours ♪

♪ If you're broke bum or rich rake
His dinner be it bread or cake ♪

♪ His beverage be the worst of whiskey
Finest wine ♪

♪ Puke, it stinks, and so it seems
That drunkards go to great extremes ♪

♪ There is yet to be
A perfectly straight line ♪

Hi, everybody.

So what's the deal? I'm out?

It'll take me a day to
arrange your transfer.

I know where I want to go.
This place in the city…

I'm not referring you
to a treatment facility.

I get to go home?

Nope.

Where am I going, then?

Your sentence was
for 28 days of rehab or jail time.

You don't honestly think
I'm going to jail, do you?

For driving drunk, crashing into a house, knocking over
a lawn jockey that could've been a 4-year-old child?

But it wasn't.
It was a 4-year-old lawn jockey.

That's fine if this is all a big joke to you,
but in here we have rules.

And I warned you about them.
Pack your bags by morning.

No, I'm not.
Because I don't belong in jail.

I don't even belong in here.

You know, yeah,
I know I drink a lot.

I'm a writer,
and that's what I do, we drink.

Cornell Shaw for Clancy, please.

I'm not like those people.
I can control myself.

No, I'll hold.

If I wanted to, I could.
If that's what I wanted. I could.

I can.

I can!

You know what?

Forget that, Mr. Rogers,
you 12-stepping geek.

What do you know about me?

Nothing. You don't know a goddamn
thing about me, you know that?

♪ …Always tomorrow ♪

♪ Lean on me ♪

-♪ When you're not strong ♪
-Excuse me.

-♪ I'll be your friend ♪
-Excuse me.

♪ I'll help you carry… ♪

We're better together! No drugs!

Grant me the serenity

-to accept the things I cannot change…
-Excuse me!

Are you coming?

No.

Hi, my name is Cornell.

Hi, my name is Cornell.

I am a drug addict, alcoholic,
compulsive gambler/liar.

Hi, Cornell.

For those of you
who are new tonight…

I know that this is not your year.

If that'll make you happy,
I will stop drinking.

And then I would tell myself:

"Tonight I will not get wasted."

And then something would happen.

Or nothing would happen.

And I'd get that feeling.

And you all know
what that feeling is.

When your skin is screaming

and your hands are shaking

and your stomach feels like
it wants to jump

through your throat.

And you know that
if anyone had a clue

how wrong it felt to be sober

they wouldn't dream
of asking you to stay that way.

They would say, "Oh, jeez,
I didn't know. Here.

It's okay for you.
You do that mound of cocaine.

Have a drink. Have 20 drinks.

Whatever you need to do to feel

like a normal human being,

you do it.

And, boy, I did it.

I drank, and I snorted

and I drank and snorted
and drank and snorted.

And I did it day after day
after night after night.

I didn't care about the consequences.

Because I knew that they couldn't be
half as bad as not using.

Oh, God!

And then one night
something happened.

You know you're screwed.

I woke up.

I woke up on a sidewalk.

I had no idea where I was. I couldn't
have told you the city I was in.

My head was pounding…

and I looked down
and my shirt is covered in blood.

And as I'm lying there,
wondering what happens next

I heard a voice.

And it said:

Man, this is not a way to live.

This is a way to die".

Can I help you?

Eddie Boone, checking in.

You can't bring a girl
into treatment with you, Eddie.

I wasn't gonna keep her.

You know what? You were really lucky
you didn't break anything.

It'll be tender and swollen
for a while.

You'll have to live with the pain,
because I can't give you anything.

So take these.

That's good.

Listen, rest.
Alternate heat and cold.

You know, your carpet is filthy.

I only bring that up because…

carpet grit's responsible
for a lot of major health problems.

That's the last thing
that you need around here.

Listen, about that jail thing…

I can't. I can't go.

Not because I don't
want to go, but…

Oh, God, my hands. They just keep
doing that. That's not normal.

There's something
wrong with my hands.

Well, wrong with me.

Because what kind of person
just jumps out of a window, you know?

Because she can't sit still, you know?

And be alone, and, you know,
in a room without…

You know, a person should be able
to just be alone, right?

You know, human beings should
be able to just breathe.

I can't breathe.

And I feel that…

I think, I know
that if I go to jail

like this, you know, I'll die.

I don't want to die.

I don't like what's happening here.

Wait a minute,
let's try to use a feeling word.

I'm pissed!

Okay, pissed. Why?

Because no way should she be here.

Alright. Tell her.

No way should you be here!

That's right. There's a rule.
No using. You broke it.

- I'm sorry.
- Sorry, my ass.

All you've done since you got here

is sitting around while the
rest of us work our butts off.

And now you expect us to be glad
that they let you stay?

I'm not expecting anything.

Gwen, just listening.
Everybody, feeling words.

I don't think you are giving.

I don't feel that
you are a giving person.

I'm trying!

I don't think you have niceness.
I don't feel niceness coming from you.

Should I just go
to another group?

Great idea. You can spread
your negativity even further.

You know, if you really try

you could ruin the experience
for the entire patient population.

Daniel, I am having a bad day!

I am having the worst damn day
of my whole damn life!

So if it is not too much
to ask of you people,

will you just
back the fuck off?!

Excellent work.
Really excellent work.

Good sharing, everybody.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I actually wanted to talk to you
about last night.

I don't normally do that,
but you were great.

Oh, my Lord.
You gotta be kidding me.

- What?
- Promise me we were safe.

- We were what?
- Safe.

Safe?

You're not one of them
paternity suit kind of gals…

What are you talking about?

What were you talking about?

I'm talking about last night.

You don't remember last night?

I got a little drunk on the airplane.

Of course you did.

You know what?

It was nothing.
Just don't worry about it.

- We didn't…?
- Nope.

Thank God, boy. I mean…

You know what?
That's more than enough, thank you.

Nothing personal,
I just made myself a promise:

No more ending up naked with some
girl I don't even know what her name is.

That's a noble goal, and I wish you
the very best of luck with it.

Cirrhosis is the ninth leading cause
of death in the United States…

and 45% of the time,
that is alcohol-induced.

Let's take a look at the first slide.

This could be your liver right now.

Do you have plans for dinner?

This is not a test about you
and how you act in relationships.

It's called Equine Therapy.

Tennessee doesn't lie and manipulate.

He'll just respond to how you feel.
And your job is to clean his hoof.

This is how one gets sober?

It's character-revealing.
The way we approach the horse…

is supposed to be the way
we approach the world or something.

We gotta try to match our insides
with our outsides. Be real.

So my therapist today is
a very large, smelly beast of burden.

We're totally in sync.

Step in, you breathe.

Couldn't stink more if he were dead.

You reach down, pinch the tendon…

trust yourself,
and let the horse do the rest.

Who's gonna be first? Gwen?

- Think you might need help?
- Nope, I'm fine.

Let yourself go.

All right, Mr. Ed,
just pick up your stupid foot.

Can't force it.

- Are you sure you don't need some help?
- No. I'm fine.

All right, look, Cornell,
just give me a pill,

give me a shot, I don't know,
give me a lobotomy.

Instant gratification has worked
so well for you in the past.

Just take it easy
and keep it simple.

I am so tired by the way
you people talk.

"One day at a time."
What is that?

Two, three days at a time
is an option?

I don't need the Romper Room
bullshit. I need…

What are you doing?

It's a therapeutic tool.
You leave me no choice.

Betty, you gotta get me
a new roommate. He stinks.

I don't know
if he's just eating beef

and secreting ketones
out of every pore…

We're gonna come back to this.
I'm gonna be back.

We're in each other's lives, okay?

Gwen, did you get a sign?
"Confront me if I don't ask for help."

What kind of help
you looking for exactly?

She pushes insistently the lift button

Okay, Traci.
I want you to tell your mom:

"When you do drugs,
this is what happens". Okay?

When you do drugs, you don't do
any fun stuff like you used to.

Be specific, Traci. What was fun?

Well, when you play games
with us and do puzzles.

That was fun.

I have an idea.

You want to tell your mom
about the drawing, Darnell.

It's of me and Traci home late
at night, and Mom's not there.

Tell your mom how that makes
you feel when she's not there.

Worried.

Scared.

Great.

Man! Not again.

I don't know.

Mom, wake up.

I don't know.

Mom?

Hello, wake up!

Sad, I guess.

Lonely.

- Hello?
- No reactions.

I have an idea.

- She's fine.
- She's up.

Bye.

Hey, hey, what do you know?

Pills and booze have got to go!

Hey, hey, what do you say?

Sober is the only way!

Good night, Eddie.

Wait for me!

- Beat you!
- Girls!

What?

- Aunt Helen, why are you here?
- Where's Mom?

I'm just gonna be straight with you.
Your mother has passed.

Just slap her real hard
and she'll wake up.

This'll only be for a while until we
figure out something more permanent.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's me. Gwen.

Well, I know which "me" it is.
What is it?

Let me guess. You need money.

- I'm not giving you any more money.
- Lil, I don't need money.

- It's different this time.
- I'm glad to hear it.

Whatever happened to our
fun-and-friendly sister rapport?

I don't know.
Why don't you tell me?

Look, they make you…
They're having a family week.

What?

Family sessions.

They work with us for a few days,
teach us how to talk to each other…

and then supervise
an actual conversation.

You want me to come there?
Is that what you're saying?

They make you ask somebody,
so it's either you or Aunt Helen.

So let me get this straight.

You screw up, and then I'm supposed
to drop everything in my life and just…?

They can schedule it around
what's good for you. So…

No, it's just…

I'm cooking here, okay?
I've got people coming over.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

- I didn't mean…
- No, you never do.

Gwen, you never mean anything.

I have to go.

Lil, look, I bet this one's really fast.

It's just a table, stupid.
Leave it alone.

No. It's a sled.

Well, I'm not a fan of all
soap operas. Just Santa Cruz.

I mean, it's just an incredible show.
I saw it the first time

I was in the hospital a while ago
after I got out of my first rehab center.

There was this girl
on the show, Darian.

She was also hospitalized, and it
was like I was staring at myself.

I mean, not physically,
because I don't have the curly hair.

This whole thing
had happened with her.

She had actually been impregnated
by her brother, but

she obviously didn't know
it was her brother at the time.

And I don't have a brother.
But I have sisters.

So it's really sort of

been an inspiration

for me.

And it's really sort of
helped me stay sober

off and on.

Mom, everything's okay.

Hey, Andrea.

Hey, Daniel.

Want to give me one of those?

Get your own.

All right, then.

Hey, Gary, can I bum a cig?

There she is. Hello, darling.
How are you?

- Christ!
- Oh, my God, what's that?

Nothing.

You poor little thing!
What are they doing to you?

- I fell.
- Is that part of the therapy?

You poor baby. I know,
I'll get you home, darling.

- Everyone's asking after you.
- Like who?

Like Mrs. Lefkowitz from
downstairs. Remember her?

- The non-talker?
- Five years, not a peep.

I'm crossing the lobby yesterday,
she looks at me and says:

"Thank God you got rid of that girl.
She's nothing but bad news."

- That's not funny.
- Of course it's funny.

Anonymous strangers thinking
I'm bad news, that's not funny.

Everyone I've told has
laughed really hard.

- That's great.
- You need cheering up.

- I'm taking you away.
- What?

Get away from these freaky people.

I don't want to leave.
Oh, God!

Here, have some cheese.

Have it on a roll.

No bread.
I'm getting fat.

- It's better with bread.
- I don't want bread.

I'll have the bread. Just break
it open for me, will you?

- What is your problem?
- Just break open the bread.

This is a ring.

Yep.

What, are you proposing?

Yeah, I am.

At rehab.

No. I'm proposing to you now.
You happen to be here.

Yeah, but…

I don't know. I mean…
"Well, how did he ask?"

"He visited me in rehab and…"

So it's not moonlight in Maui.

Where would we get married?
McSorley's Pub?

Why not? Make a good story.

I don't need any more stories. I have
enough stories. I would like a life.

That's what I was offering.

- What is that?
- Champagne.

I brought it thinking, wrongly,
this might be a romantic moment.

This is so not how I saw
this whole thing playing out!

I'm not taking this
as lightly as I used to.

- Taking what?
- This.

This.

This straighten-up-and-fly-right
thing. This…

I don't know. Maybe there is
something wrong with me.

- Is that what they're telling you?
- No!

It is. You know what?
I think they're right.

They're not. Trust me. You're
just in a rut. It happens to everyone.

No, there's an entire world of people
out there who do everything right.

They live right, they don't drink,
they don't do drugs.

- A crock of shit.
- They're happy.

They're not happy.
No adult human being is happy.

People are born.

They have a limited time to think
life is dandy, but then…

inevitably, tragedy strikes
and they realize life equals loss.

The point of the game is to minimize
the pain caused by that equation.

Some people do it by having kids
or making money or coin collecting.

And others do it by getting wasted.

Letting that switch in the head turn
the hot light off and the cool light on.

Nobody gets hurt collecting coins.

Everybody hurts everybody.
It's the human condition!

Come on Gwennie, don't let them tell you
there's something wrong with you! You're fine!

I don't feel fine.

Of course not. You're in Deliverance
country surrounded by sober freaks.

And you're not with me.

I don't feel fine these days either,
and I think that's because we're apart.

You're mine.

I'm yours.

I love you.

Why do you want me, Jasper?
I am such a mess.

Maybe I like mess.

There's a time when you can share…

and you can hold hands
and be on the same path.

But there's always
a fork in the road at some point.

And sometimes you have to go
on one part of the fork…

and they gotta go
on the other part of the fork.

Or just down the back part of the fork
while you go forward.

And they're like…

Or they got a salad fork
and you have one of the big dinner forks

and you have longer to go,
but they're done, because that's it.

They're stuck on a piece of food
that they…

The dessert fork or, like,
one of those, you know,

small crab forks,
and you're trying to get out a crab.

And you're over here jumping
to the huge serving fork

or something like that.
Or a ladle, you know.

Hey, And?

Guess what.

Goober. Are you not
talking to me right now?

I only had, like, five pieces.

What are you doing?

Here, give me that.

- She didn't come.
- Your mom?

I waited all day for her.

I did my hair.

She probably had to work
or something like that.

No, she just hates me.
I make her embarrassed.

She doesn't hate you.
I'll get someone.

- Don't tell anybody!
- It's okay.

We have to.
It's very serious.

They'll take me to Psychiatric!

Please, I can't get kicked out again.

Okay, we're not gonna go anywhere,
all right?

All right, come on.

Why don't we go in the other room?

- How did you do that?
- What? That?

It's pretty easy.

You just take one of these.

Tear it in half.

Just so you know, I wasn't…

trying to off myself or anything.

It's just something I do sometimes.

Doesn't it hurt?

It feels better.

Than what?

Everything else.

Like that.

Then you try and slip them
into the cracks like that.

Is he a drunk?

I don't know. Maybe.

Then you'll have to say no.

It's just like Darian and Falcon.

He was addicted to gambling

and even though
she completely loved him

she had to walk away.

Am I supposed to know these people?

From Santa Cruz.

It was more complicated for them.

They were actually
half-brother, half-sister.

But Darian didn't know that when
she found out about the gambling.

Can't believe this is
the advice I'm getting.

A show doesn't stay on the air
for 18 years for being stupid.

Tonight's lecture:
"I've Worked All 12 Steps.

Can I Go Home Now?"

Bus is here.

Thanks.

Oh, my God.

Let's go, team!
It's all about trust today.

Come here.

Listen.

About last night, I really think
you should tell somebody.

- Oh, yeah. I already did.
- Yeah, when?

This morning. I found my
counselor, and I told her

and we talked about it.
She's gonna help me out.

Hold on. You really talked to her?

No, I'm making it up.

We don't really have to climb
this thing, do we?

We don't know the whole story.
We ought to hear her side

before we go saying what's what.

Guzzling Gwen!

- What's with the ring-in-the-roll guy?
- Who?

Your boyfriend!

Andrea, does the phrase
"in confidence" mean anything?

You never said not to tell.

I know better than anyone
how important it is who you marry.

But just because somebody proposes,
that don't mean you have to say yes.

- Did someone propose to Gwen?
- Her boyfriend.

- I thought Gwen was a lesbian.
- I'm not a lesbian!

It'd be okay if you were, you know.

Can we talk about something else?

When did this happen?

Yesterday. On the lake.

Was it sunset? Sunset by
the lake is very romantic.

It was lunchtime,
and he brought a picnic…

with champagne.

He brought champagne?

Oh, come on. We didn't drink it.
I threw it overboard.

It's not a very cool guy
to bring you booze in rehab.

It's not his fault. He doesn't
understand what I'm doing here.

If you're serious about getting sober,
your love partner would know.

You must not be committed
to your recovery.

- Oh, my God!
- Sorry.

Aren't you supposed
to be doing something right now?

- I got you.
- I say you dump that guy.

Believe it or not, I can make this decision
on my own, okay? I don't need your help.

That's not what your neck sign says.

Oh, forget what my neck sign says!

He doesn't know a thing about me
and neither do you people!

You don't have to live
my shitty little life.

Until you do, do not tell me to give
up the one person that matters to me!

I know he's not perfect, but he's the
one that'll show up on my birthday

and say, "I'm glad you were born!"

What's the matter with you?

-Just let go. Trust it.
-Yeah, trust it.

Oh, my God! Look at my package.

♪ No matter where I may roam ♪

♪ On land or sea or foam ♪

♪ You can always hear me
singing this song ♪

♪ Show me the way to go home ♪

Here we go.

Is there a key to the ladies' room?
Thank you.

Excuse me, sir.

Can I have the key
to the men's room?

What?

- What?
- Eddie Boone!

Thank you.

Come on, come on, come on.

I need some paper, some pens.

Dad, we need a napkin or something.

Okay, hold on. Let me look.

- This is all I got. That's it.
- Thanks.

- What's your name?
- I'm Adam.

- And I'm Dan.
- Adam and Dan.

You pitched a no-hitter against
the Braves on August 4th.

Is that right? August 4th?

Eddie, where's your car, man?
I bet it's really cool!

My car?

You know what guys, we gotta
get home. Say goodbye now.

Nice to meet you.

Yeah. Nice to meet you.

Have a great season, Eddie.

Mail call.

Oh Charm Blossom,
this really isn't necessary.

Lining up the mail like a bar graph
to show the fullness of our lives.

I know my life is empty, okay?

For you.

- Watching game tapes?
- Yep.

They're out of ginger snaps.

Looks like your mail's
more fun than mine.

Do you want them?

- You don't want them?
- No.

What'd you get?

- My sister's coming to family sessions.
- That's good.

No. I'd pay very good money
not to hear what she has to say.

So what's wrong with your balls?
So to speak.

So to speak, nothing.
I don't want them.

- Why not?
- Because I don't.

That's a tautology. Something is
what it is because it is what it is.

Why is the sky blue?
Because it reflects the ocean.

Why is the ocean blue? Because it
reflects the sky. That kind of thing.

Who are you talking to?

I have no idea.

I bet you can't sit still and
be quiet for even one minute.

I can.

Is this what we're doing here?

A quiet contest?

Wait a minute!

- These are not game tapes.
- Wait!

- Oh, my God!
- Let me have that!

I know what this is!
I can't believe you watch this!

- I wasn't!
- Santa Cruz watcher.

- I'm sorry.
- No, it's fine.

- No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- No, it's totally fine.

I always do that. I always do that.

You always do what?

Women…

Drugs, women. I mean,
just leap before you think.

Not you. I mean…

What are you saying?
What? You were…

trying to snort me?

Yeah, maybe.

What a perfect opportunity
to thank him for curing your cancer.

If I had known he was gonna save
your life just to join it with his…

I would've preferred you'd died.

Pretty good show once
you get to know everybody in it.

So who sent you all those balls?

My agent. He's trying to psych me up.

Oh, for next season?

Well, for there to be a next season.

Why? You thinking about retiring?

I don't know. Might have to.
I mean, you gotta quit sometime.

I'm not 22 anymore.

Plus, you know,
maybe a more normal life…

might be a little less pressure.

I understand. Marry a cute girl,
move to the suburbs,

spend your weekends mowing.
You won't want to do coke again.

- Are you okay?
- These headaches!

Darian? Darian?

What the hell is he doing here?

Get an ambulance.
He has meligioma astrocytroma.

What is it?

A tiny little cluster of brain tumors.

"Tiny clusters"?

He's very sick.

Attention all patients.
Tonight's lecture:

"What's Wrong With Celebrating
Sobriety By Getting Drunk?"

Give it to her.

Just give it to her.

My God! Where did you get this?

Guys, this is the soap opera
that I watch.

- You watch my soap?
- Yeah.

Eddie, you surprise me.

I only work every fifth day.
What else do I do with my time?

Well, thank you very much.

Sometimes I like to read.
You know, literature. Stuff like that.

Your betting is what lost you
your money and my respect.

I love you.

Mom, Dr. Griffin,
what are you doing here?

We've come to tell you
something about Falcon.

Darian, it looks like I may be
carrying Falcon's child.

What do you want to bet
that child

turns out to have
a gambling problem?

It's just another tiny cluster.

Do something!

It's just another tiny cluster.
It'll be over in a minute.

He'll get over it.
Falcon will be back, better than ever.

No, Falcon's leaving the show.

He's having brain clusters.

Maybe it's more than a tiny cluster.

I hate that mother.

I love her.

- You do?
- I think she's hilarious.

I want you to talk to Gwen,
and be specific.

Pick one incident.

You ruined my wedding.

And when that happened,
how did you feel?

How do you think it made me feel?

Tell her.

I'm trying to explain here, okay?
I mean, you asked me, so I'm just…

I mean, she shows up drunk…

stumbles through
the entire ceremony.

At the reception, she gets up

and, in front of my friends

my new in-laws,
she gives this toast

- that was completely…
- What? What toast?

- Gwen, let your sister talk.
- What toast?

"Well, not everybody can be perfect.
But at least some of us can try."

We all know that grownups
have to make compromises.

And Lily is very, very grown up.

So that's what she did.

She said:

"Is Andrew

the very best man for me…

on this earth?

No. And I mean, no."

She says, "Hey, I'm not
getting any younger.

He makes a hell of a lot of money.

So I'll marry the little sucker."

To Lily and her little sucker.

That's not what happened.

You think that your memory of that day
is somehow better than mine?

- I don't think so.
- Stick with the format.

I'm sticking to the format. I'm just
trying to give you a picture here.

And she walks around…

like some victim

like life just handed her
this raw deal.

Well, you know, my father left too.

And my mother died
when I was little too.

And you don't see me using that…

as some excuse to just completely
abandon all self-control…

and indulge myself…

Indulge? What?
You think I like this?

We've gotten off-track here. Lily.

Think about Gwen's behavior
at your wedding…

and tell her now how you feel.

Yeah, Lily, how does it make you feel?

You know, this is just…

I don't need this.

I have a life.

Lily, wait for me.

Beat you.

What are you doing?

Great. Another thing I suck at.

Well, hold on. Gwen, hey.

Please.

Come here a second.

- What?
- What were you thinking about?

When you threw the ball,
what were you thinking about?

I don't know. The mating habits
of African ants. I don't know.

The striped thing.

You were thinking about
hitting the mattress.

Well, you know, it might sound funny
to you, but that's all wrong.

When you lock in on the strike zone

it's looking about
the size of a peanut.

And you think, "Damn. I gotta get
that little ball in there?"

You've psyched yourself
right out of the game.

The strike zone, the call…

the count, the batter,
forget all that.

You gotta think about the little
things. The things you can control.

You can control your stance,
your balance…

your release, your follow-through.

Think about those little things
and only those little things…

You know? I mean…

Because when you let go of the ball…

it's over.

You don't have a say in what happens.
That's somebody else's job.

- I want you to try this.
- I don't want to.

I'm just curious.

- I don't want to do it.
- I just want to see how you hold it.

Don't grab it, don't grab it.
Look at it, look at it.

Hold it like an egg.

Loose. Easy. All right?

Let me get a look at it
from over there.

Let me get a look at it
from over there.

All right.

I want you to throw it over here
nice and easy.

Point at me with your left hand.

Throw it where you're pointing at.

Better. But you nutted the batter…

and the other team's beating
the crap out of you.

Try again. Heads up.
I want you to do it again.

This time, shut your eyes.

- What?
- Just shut your eyes.

- So weird.
- Fire away.

Right there.
That is a strike in any country.

You're a natural.

Come on.

Folks, the definition of insanity…

is repeating the same behavior over
and over, expecting different results.

Thank you.

I have a question.

Once we all leave, we have needs
that are going to need to be filled…

by people, physically, at times.

How and when can we do that?
Not how, just when?

Yeah, I know, I know.

Lots of people in recovery want to know
when's a good time to start dating.

And my rule of thumb is, when you
get home, get yourself a plant.

I like spider plants,
but whatever turns you on.

Then, in about a year, get a pet.
And then, if, in say…

two years, the plant
and the pet are still alive…

then you can start to think about
having a relationship.

Thanks.

I'll be fine. I know what to do.

Don't drink, go to meetings,
find a sponsor, ask for help.

Don't drink, go to meetings,
find a sponsor, ask for help.

♪ Happy trails to you ♪

♪ Keep smiling until then ♪

♪ Who cares about the clouds ♪

♪ If we're together ♪

♪ Just sing a song
And bring the sunny… ♪

Well, I hope he makes it.

Statistically, only three
out of 10 of us will.

So in a way

it's good for us if he goes
back to using. You know?

Odds-wise.

God, I love afternoons like this.

Do you know what's missing?

That I don't have a dry vodka martini
with two olives in a chilled glass.

God, I miss that.

Lately I've been
lying awake at night…

thinking of the dumb-ass things
I've done when I was messed up.

One night last year, at dinner,
I threw up all over my glazed ham.

Then I thought,
"Well, maybe nobody noticed".

I don't think of it as a garnish.

I'm a winner.

Oh, God.

You know what the worst
one was? For me?

My best friend in the whole world.

We grew up playing ball,
hunting and fishing.

One Sunday morning, he walks in
on me and his wife in bed.

You never live that one down.

Tell me one of yours.

Excuse me?

What's the worst thing you did
when you were messed up?

I don't know.

Come on. Give me a couple.
I'll pick one.

I don't really remember any.

I just told you some stuff that's…

I'm a drunk. Drunks forget
everything. You know?

Come on.

Why? So I can recount the last 15
disgusting years of my life to humiliate myself?

- No, thanks.
- Why not?

Because I don't feel like it.
I don't feel like talking about it.

What's the matter?
You too good for me?

What are you dense? Did your mother
drop you on your head? What?

I said no. I don't want to
talk about it. Let's just drop it.

God, it's so hard.

You're a doctor.
That's the way it's supposed to be.

We carry our own bags here.
This isn't the Sheraton.

Your chores are posted.
We will take the stairs.

What? I paid you a shitload of money.
I am not doing any chores.

- Pills.
- Booze.

Coke and sex.

It's your daughter, Darian, Deirdre.

Don't worry about Darian.
I tucked her into bed hours ago.

So did I.

No.

Oh, God!

It was an unbelievable episode.
I wish you'd seen it.

Everyone was losing their minds.

What are you doing?

Packing.

What does it look like?

- Why? You're not leaving for a couple days.
- So?

I am leaving.
Might as well get ready.

There's no point in
making this room all homey…

for only, like, 42 more hours.

There's 20 minutes left till curfew.
Let's get ice cream.

- Satisfy your sugar cravings.
- No, thanks.

You don't have to do this.

Do what?

How do you know what I have to do?
Have you ever left rehab before?

No, but I…

You've never left rehab, so you
don't know what you're talking about.

True, but I have been a part of some
very emotional sing-outs and I felt…

I'm sorry. That's right.
You sang "Lean On Me" a few times.

The stupidest cheesy song ever.

You must know about leaving rehab
better than anyone.

I got an eyelash. Make a wish.

Custody of my kids.

Sobriety.

Come on, baby. We all want that.

Think of something else.

My foreskin back.

No one asked me before they took it.

They just took it.

Way to share, Gerhardt.
Way to share.

Okay, here we go.

All gone.

Read the sign.

Betty, where's the love?

Daniel, wow.

Guzzling Gwen.

What happened?

This? I honest to God don't know.

Well, it's really nice to see you.

Get a room.

Oh, my God, it's a joke!

It's a miracle! Oo, you know what?

I could use your medical expertise,
if you got a second.

I got a second.

- Use a condom.
- Ah, two! Two in one day!

Gerhardt?

I wrote this for Andrea's going away,
and that is for you.

- Am I the lead?
- Yes.

If you could do that,
that would be great.

I should direct this.

- You don't want me.
- I do want you. You'll be great.

Gwen, I'll ruin it.

You get to wear lipstick.

Really?

So just think Meryl Streep.

Think "Cry in the Dark".
Remember?

"A dingo stole my baby".

Andrea D., mail pickup
at the Parker cabin, main room.

Okay, go. Go, go.

- Gerhardt, come on!
- All right. Okay.

Watch the phone.

Somebody sent you
a cute little monkey.

We used to make those here.
They're real easy.

You take a string,
tie it around the toes.

Becomes the head.

And arms…

Come here.

Sit down.

Hello, everybody.
My name's Gwen.

I'm an alcoholic and an addict.
But I guess you already know that.

In honor of Andrea's departure…

instead of singing
"Lean On Me" yet again…

we have our own version
of Santa Cruz.

I hope you like it.

And now…

Santa Booze.

Oh, Falcon. I am so afraid.

When they find I've taken you
out of the hospital…

Mother and Dr. Griffin Hartley
are sure to come here.

What will we do?

If I can't be without…

With you.

If I can't be with you,
I would rather be dead.

But, dear God, the tiny clusters
of tumors in my brain.

Oh, God, the tiny little clusters
of tumors in his brain!

Somebody, help! Oh, God!

Wait…

I have some pills that…

I'm okay. It's okay. I'm okay.

Oh, Falcon…

hold me.

I knew we'd find you two together.

Darian, your lover…

is also your sister!

No!

It's not possible.

It is not possible.

Deirdre, darling,
I have some bad news.

Your daughter, Darian,
Falcon's lover and sister…

is also carrying my baby.

- No!
- No!

Oh, God!

Get out of here!
Get out of here!

All right. I got no problem
getting out of here. I'll do this.

What are you doing?

I'm just Improvising.
They do that on soaps.

What are you doing?

Just improvising. Go with that.

- Oh! But, no, my tumors!
- It's the melio…

Melagioma nestrocytroma.

Whatever. I'm sorry.
There's nothing I can do.

What are you doing?

It says in the script that we kiss.

Andrea, I like you, bon voyage,
but I'm not kissing Gerhardt.

Okay, everybody.

Excellent work. That was really
good sharing. I really enjoyed that.

Good use of feeling words
and all that. Give me more.

Who are you?

Evelyn. Don't you recognize the hat?

Okay, but seeing as
you're all addicts…

drugs, sex, the same
story line for 16 years…

here are some therapeutic
tools to keep you going.

Sometimes you gotta kiss ass
before you can kick it.

It's the engine that kills you,
not the caboose.

Make love, not war.

Don't ever be someone's slogan,
because you are poetry.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You missed a damn fine show. All
your favorite characters were there.

Yeah, well, I'm happy for you.

You can't still be mad at me.

Listen, I'm sorry I said that.
You're not dense.

You're great. And…

That's why I didn't want to rehash…

my entire disgusting history
in front of you, because…

And what you'll think. You'll just…

I know people's perceptions of girls
who screw other girls' boyfriends.

I know what the world's perception is
on somebody who goes into a bar

and realizes 5 hours later I've left
my 3-year-old godson in the car.

People don't like people like that.
I don't like people like that.

Those are just things
you've done. Not who you are.

People make mistakes, you know?

Who you are is just fine.

More than fine.

Jasper. What are you doing here?

I was looking for you.
Successfully, as it turns out.

I meant, why aren't you
at your parents' house?

I realized, what with them
being completely senile…

I could thank them for a great time,
they'll think I made the trip.

See, I thought you might be lonely.

This is Eddie.

He's a patient here.

And he's from Oklahoma.

How do you do, Eddie
from Oklahoma? I'm Jasper.

I'll leave you guys to it, then.

Hang on, I don't know about that.

You see, the way I see it, Gwennie,
we've got two options here.

Scenario 1: We let Eddie
head off to the showers

wash off that manly sweat, and we could
bullshit our way through the afternoon.

Or scenario 2:

We could all acknowledge the awkward
situation in which we find ourselves.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

That's a clear vote for scenario 1.
How about you, Eddie from Oklahoma?

Care to weigh in?

Abstaining? Interesting.

Well, that leaves only me in favor
of calling a spade a spade.

And saying, pardon me sir, but I'd prefer
if you wouldn't sleep with my fiancée.

You got the wrong idea here, pal.

Don't call me "pal".

I'm not your pal. And don't
treat me like an idiot.

Do me that one courtesy,
because I'm not that, either.

In fact, I've got more brain cells

than your entire redneck
family all put together.

Jasper, don't be a jerk.

Gwen, don't be a slut.
Back off, pal.

Eddie, Eddie. Go. Go.

- Let me see it. Let me just…
- Get off!

Come on, let's put some ice on it.

Come on.

This way.

Honey, wake up. Andrea!

Somebody! Somebody! Come!

Gwen, what is it?

Go back in your rooms!

What did you do?
Your hands are so cold.

Somebody, Hurry up!

What happened?

- She took that.
- What?

I don't know what this is!
Get somebody!

We have a medical emergency.
Send an ambulance right away.

Let me in.

Get back in your rooms! Now!

Oh, Jesus.

We, as a community, have all been
deeply affected by our loss.

I'd like to begin with how I feel.
And that's…

scared.

Because I've heard so many people here
say, "I just want to use one more time".

Andrea's "one more time"
was what killed her.

She didn't kill herself.

She used.

She overdosed.

That's what happens…

There's nothing…

you or I or anybody
could've done about it.

It's important.
You need to understand this.

Hello.

It's me.

What happened?

Are you all right?

Gwennie?

I'm sorry.

I don't know…

You want to know
how I feel, Gwen?

How I always felt around you?

Small.

You have this…

way.

You know, it's that Mom thing.

That amazing gravitational force.

Even when she was a mess,
you know, the world noticed her.

You have that.

And I guess…

I figured that
you always knew that.

I don't know.
When I went back home…

I started thinking.

And maybe you don't know that…

about yourself.

I mean, who would've told you?
Not me.

The only thing I ever told you was…

what a pain in the ass you were.

I am a pain in the ass.

Even a pain in the ass needs…

someone…

to take care of them.

I didn't do that.

I didn't…

and I should have.

I should have helped you
with your homework.

I should have walked
you home after school.

Sometimes I'd be walking
with my friends, and I'd see you,

half a block ahead, all alone.

You were so little.

Well, so were you.

I never asked for help, so…

But you needed it. Didn't you?

And everybody does.

Yep.

I'm sorry I make it
so impossible to love me.

You make it impossible
for me not to love you.

Ninety meetings in ninety days.

And ask for help. It's always there.

Anything else?

Just goodbye.

♪ Jeremiah was a bullfrog ♪

♪ Was a good friend of mine ♪

♪ I never understood
A single word he said ♪

♪ But I helped him drink his wine ♪

♪ And he always had
Some mighty fine wine ♪

Take care, sweetie.

♪ Joy to the world ♪

♪ All the boys and girls ♪

♪ Joy to the fishes
In the deep blue sea ♪

♪ Joy to you and me ♪

♪ If I were the king of the world ♪

♪ I'll tell you what I'd do ♪

♪ I'd throw away the cars
And the bras and the war ♪

♪ And make sweet love to you ♪

Look, I messed up.

I got riled up.

There isn't a lot I can do
about it now, except to say I'm sorry.

And you know, people make mistakes.

If you can't handle that, if you…

If you want to decide that

my messing up means I'm not
worth being your friend

then you're not as smart
as you think you are.

That guy, Jasper…

I don't know him.

But I do know that
he is dangerous for you.

Wait.

Turkey.

Meant to be symbolic of my behavior
last time we saw each other.

I tried to track down
some roasted asshole, but…

Listen, all right?

I've been thinking about us.
Just to say I can change if you want me to.

And we can have a totally
different life together. Alright?

I'll buy running shoes.

We'll take up yoga or jogging.
We'll be organized.

Pay our bills, floss our teeth.

We won't set fire
to the apartment anymore.

I'll buy a goldfish,
and we'll be like normal people.

You hate normal people.

No. What I hate
is being without you.

You don't want to do this
on your own, do you?

We have to go.

Ten people die, but 500 people
have an amazing time

chasing this cheese in the
middle of the Cotswolds.

The only person who dies,
should really die, is old women.

Jasper, do you ever shut up?

I'm sorry.

But it's just that, you know,
if I'm gonna really…

stay clean and sober,
as they say in the program.

Yeah. But it's not that simple.

Everything has to be different.

Absolutely.

And that includes us.

I'm trying to change things in me.

- I'm trying to…
- Look who's here.

Hey, Marty.

Elaine, look.

I was hoping I'd find you here.

My God, she's alive.
Gwennie's back in action.

Celebrate with us. We got a
monster table going in the back.

Excellent idea.

We are actually in the middle
of something right now.

Oh, come on, Gwennie.

Give us a couple of minutes.
We'll be over.

That was really embarrassing.

Where are you going?

They're waiting for us.

We'll just go in the back bar, have
a quick soda water, and then we'll go.

They just want to say
welcome home. Come on.

What the hell are you doing?

I don't know. I'm just trying to make
my outsides match my insides, I guess.

Will you leave the horse alone?

Oh, come on.

I just need help!

Right now!

I can control the little things.

Then I just have to let go.

And it's up to somebody else.

The hoof's looking pretty good, Gwen.

Yeah, it does, doesn't it?

Are we all fixed now?

Not yet, but...

I'm getting there.

Why, what else have you gotta do?
Check his teeth?

Bye, Jasper.

Sir, I can't replace the plant
just because you killed it.

I did not kill this plant.

It was sick or something.
I gave it everything.

I was talking to it,
telling it stories.

I drew a sketch of it and
put it on my refrigerator.

Did you water it?

It's important that I did not kill
this plant. Do you understand?

If you're just saying that
because that's your excuse…

you have to understand…

You can't mess with…
I'm never gonna get laid.

You obviously don't care.
And that's one thing I do, is care.

I feel sorry for
all the plants in here.

I'm going home.

I killed the plant.

It's okay. It's okay.

I killed the plant.

It's okay. You still have your dog.

I don't even think he likes me.

I don't want to, I just…

What are you doing here?
It's so good to see you!

It looks like somewhere
out in the middle of nowhere.

- All I see are trees.
- No cell phones.

We carry our own bags here.
This isn't the Sheraton.

Hey, Falcon.

What?

I don't mean to bother you, but…

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