All language subtitles for Hawthorne s02e07 Hidden Truths.eng

Seriously?
It's been two days.

How long are you gonna give
me the silent treatment?

Not now, Camille.

Look, I made a mistake.
But you have to talk to me sometime.

Yeah, you're right.

So that's it?

For now.

Yeah? Yeah?

I just ain't
feeling it, man.

I still like my
old-school rap, babe.

Hey, I was just,
uh, calling to see

if you were okay,
and that's it. Bye.

Just try to
keep it elevated.

Oh, what is this?

They were wrestling
alligators.

Alligators
in Richmond, Virginia?

Yeah, OI' Blue took
two fingers off this guy.

Is that
a real alligator?

Yeah. They want to get
the fingers out of him.

I'll be in Exam 2.

Okay, good. Hey, listen.
Uh-uh, uh-uh.

Get that alligator
out of here.

Get it to a vet.
Get the fingers removed,

and then we can reattach them,
but he's gotta go now.

Thank you.

Contact ortholvascular, okay?

Where did Garcia go?

What are you doing?

How many times
I gotta tell you

to watch the dress?

Oh my god.
It's freezing in here.

I told you. Get
your hands off of this dress.

This is hand-dyed
silk organza!

Don't tell me
this is dragging.

Please, tell me
that it's not dragging!

Donna,
what are you doing here?

Finally, you're a sight!

And you're not?

For a blushing bride,
you sure are pale.

I passed out
in my final fitting.

Woke up in the ambulance with this
one over here poking at the dress.

What I wouldn't give
for a gay EMT.

Gorgeous dress.

Had to promise the designer
my firstborn.

It's cold in here.
Can you turn up the heat?

Now, that's a switch. Because you're
usually the one bringing the heat.

Here.
Let me get you a blanket.

Ah, forget it.
I'll freeze. I...

Don't crush
the tulle, please.

I'm just gonna
put it on your feet.

Wow, what have we here?

Tell me you made it
through the "I do's."

The wedding is Saturday,

and against my good advice,
they went buffet.

We gotta be
good to her.

This is Donna Alberghetti.
She's my girl.

She used to work
for my husband.

Man was a saint, for
putting up with this one.

Syncope. Woke up
in the ambulance.

Temperature's 100.8.

Uh-huh. Can you remember anything about
what happened before you fainted?

Oh, I got
a photographic memory.

And right now,
I'm taking a snapshot of you.

Put that camera away.
I'm about to call Jason

and get him
down here right now.

Don't you dare!
He can't see me in this dress!

Now, can I get back
to Dr. Dynamite?

So, listen, the
florist called this morning

to tell me that the 300
periwinkle hydrangeas

that I ordered arrived
in raspberry!

Add that to abstain
till the wedding night.

You get why
I'm going oobatz!

So let me translate.
Uh, she's a little stressed.

I'm exhausted.
I'm so weak and tired.

The happiest day of my life
is gonna kill me, Christina.

Okay, let's get a syncope
panel, a chest X-ray,

EKG, head CT, and I'm gonna
do a lumbar puncture.

Just give me some liquids,
and let me get out of here!

No, no, no, no, Donna.
Come on.

Now, we need to
check and make sure

it's not just the stress
that made you faint.

Let the doctor
do his thing.

I promise.
I'll be gentle.

Yeah, and I'm single
till Saturday.

I'll be back
in a minute.

Do not rip, wrinkle,
tear, poke, cut,

or get blood
on this dress.

How about we get you out of it?

How 'bout you put
some fresh gloves on?

How about you just relax?

Okay.

I'll be back.

Okay. Promise? Okay.

Hey, you.
Hey.

I thought you were supposed to be
taking it easy for a few days.

Well, you know, doctors
make the worst patients.

I, uh, I just wanted to
give you something

to thank you for having stuck
by me through the surgery.

That is totally
unnecessary,

but very sweet.
I'm touched.

And it's diet.
Are you trying to tell me something?

No, actually, I'm trying
to show you something.

If I may.

That may be the best
gift I've ever gotten.

Thank you.

I'm so...

Let's go on a proper date
this weekend.

I know this little place that
serves the best steamed crabs.

It'll be fun.

Okay, um...
Can we talk later?

Yeah.
Okay. Let's...

Of course.

Let's talk later.
Okay.

Okay.
Okay.

Thank you.
You, thank you.

Yeah.

It was a Whitesnake concert.
Summer of 1990.

The band were playing
Here I Go Again.

The crowd rushed the stage.
You were trapped underneath.

Doctors tried, but
were unable to save your leg

from the massive damage
caused by

a slew
of teenage feet.

Hmm? Tragic.

Whitesnake?

They're English, actually.
Little known fact.

I'm more of
a Poison fan myself.

Bret Michaels. American.

Now, I really...

I don't want you to be coy
about your handicap with me.

I have some
imperfections myself.

I know.
I work with you every day.

We have a patient
in Bay Three.

So how about a pint?

I told you.
I don't date coworkers.

Good. We'll skip the dating
and go straight for a snog.

Um, my British
is a little rusty.

Uh, "snogging," yes.

The exact definition is,
um, open-ended.

Mr. and Mrs. Adams.

Bet you were hoping
not to see us again.

Not at all.

Says here you're suffering
from food poisoning?

He's been sick
for three days.

Can't keep anything down,
not even water.

It'll pass. I'm fine.

Well, let's start an IV
to get you rehydrated.

I'll give you
something for the nausea.

Draw some blood, and then
we'll run a few tests.

For what?

Well, just to check if there
are any other factors

that could be
causing your discomfort.

It's not that serious.

I told you, we can't
afford to go to the doctor

for every little thing!

This is not
a little thing.

Guys, I assure you, it's not
gonna take very long. Okay?

Let's just make sure there's
nothing else going on.

All right.
All right. All right.

Go ahead and change
into that gown.

Oh, hey.
Thanks for calling.

Which I told her not to.

Relax.
Bobbie hid the dress.

Yeah, about that, I'm gonna
need it in a minute.

All this poking and
prodding is for nothing.

It's probably
low blood sugar.

Just give me a cookie
and let me go home!

Are you sure
you want to marry her?

A New York Italian,
I'm a Southern Jew.

Come on, we're a reality
show waiting to happen.

I heard rumors
of a New Yorker

in a wedding dress wreaking havoc.
Thought I'd check it out.

Hey!

How are you?
Good to see you.

Hi. You guys are supposed
to be watching me

walk down the aisle,
not staring at me

in this gown with
my ass hanging out.

I thought you were saving that
look for your bachelorette party.

I might have to do that.

So, how are
you feeling?

A little bit better.
My head's killing me.

Can you tell 'em, please,
it's low blood sugar?

No, you're not
getting a cookie.

My Grandma Nussbaum used to
make the best chocolate chip.

Oh, God.

Grandma, what are you
doing here?

Jason, go help Grandma.

Why would she be
hallucinating?

Well, her scan shows swelling that
indicates possible encephalitis.

And the LP is indicating
a viral cause.

Dr. Dynamite,
when did you get here?

Just walked in.

He thinks you might have
encephalitis.

Isn't that a brain thing?

Well, it's when
it's enflamed.

But we got drugs
to treat it.

Yeah, we'll get you up to the
ICU to run a few more tests

and get to the bottom of it.

Should I be worried?

No. Not as long as you're here.
I'll see you later.

Christina,
can I talk to you?

Hey, is this
about my dress?

No. Your dress is fine.

This is so
about her dress.

I locked it in the nurses'
locker room, and now it's gone.

She's gonna kill me!

You know what?
Forget about the dress.

Let's just make sure the
encephalitis doesn't kill her.

Cassie? Hi. I'm Kelly.
I'm gonna be your nurse today.

Hey. I see you took
a fall at school.

Tripped over a bench.
I'm thinking about suing their asses.

It was my fault.
I've always been kind of a klutz.

Honey, you know
that's not true.

Listen, the CAT scan
didn't show any bleeding,

so I don't understand
why she has to stay here.

It's a standard procedure.
She did actually lose consciousness

and was uncoordinated
when she came to.

I was only out
for like a few seconds.

Here's the deal.
I know this is a hospital,

but just think of it as a hotel
with really bad room service.

So just try to relax. You should expect
a visit from me every two hours.

We're gonna take
really good care of her.

Thanks.

Are those
Donna Alberghetti's results?

Yeah. PCR analysis
detected HSV.

You mean to tell me a cold-sore
virus landed her in the ICU?

HSV-2 DNA.

Genital herpes?

Looks that way. I was just headed in.
You want to join me?

You know what?
We go way back.

Um, why don't let me
talk to her?

Fantastic.

Hey.

So, I need some good news.
I got 150 people coming in in three days

to see me marry
this mamaluke.

Hey! Is that nice?

Yes.

Unfortunately, we're
gonna have to postpone.

The test results came back positive.
You do have encephalitis.

I know. You've been
treating me for that,

and even the headaches
are getting a little better.

That's the pain medication.

This actually takes two to
four weeks to fully recover.

And we need to talk about
what caused it.

Well, that doesn't
sound very good.

Jason, if you don't mind, I'd
like to talk to Donna alone.

Forget it.
We got no secrets.

Donna, just give me
a minute, please.

Wait, wait. Stay...

Christina, I'm getting
married in three days.

We're gonna spend the rest of
our lives together. It's okay.

The encephalitis
was caused by herpes.

Herpes? Like...
Like herpes?

HSV-2.

Genital.

Uh, okay, so, what?
That... That means...

That means that we gotta
get you treated immediately.

And, Jason, we need
to get you checked out.

I don't understand.
What... How?

I was raped.

I was a freshman in college.

My roommate
was into this frat guy.

She asked me to come
with her to this party.

She ditched me
as soon as we got there.

And I was feeling stupid, and
some guy offered me a drink.

The last thing I remember, he
threw me down on a mattress,

and I passed out
when he was on top of me.

He gave me the herpes.

I haven't had
an outbreak since.

You didn't tell me.

I was trying to forget.

How could you not tell me?

Ben found a job.

It's in a call center.

Not much money, no healthcare.
But, uh, pays the rent.

Rent?

We lost the house.

We're drowning in my
mother's medical bills.

How is she?

She, um...

She's still
on life support.

We've, uh, moved her to a
long-term care facility

closer to where
we are now.

Ben doesn't even know this
yet, but we're getting sued.

Guy came and served
us papers last week.

We've already lost so much, I just
haven't had the heart to tell him.

I've got Ryan's fingers.

I got to deal with this.

Jason's gone!
What did I do?

You told the truth,
and that's not easy.

No, I should have
told the truth sooner.

Now he's probably wondering
what else I'm hiding.

Just give him a second, okay?
You guys got the real deal. He's gonna come around.

Oh, God. It's just not fair.
I thought I was past this, Christina.

All I did was go to
a stupid party.

Please tell me that the guy who
did this to you went to jail.

Please.
What difference does it make?

I was still raped.

I did everything
by the book.

Hospital, cops,
ID'd him in a lineup,

but then his frat buddies
came and gave him an alibi.

I swear, I can only hope that the
universe came back around on him.

Not even,
I looked him up once.

He's the head of
a sporting goods store,

and he's got a debutante
wife and three kids.

Hey, sorry.

The billing office just called.
There's a problem.

What kind of a problem?

Donna's insurance is
saying she's not covered,

because encephalitis is from
a pre-existing condition.

I thought healthcare reform got
rid of pre-existing conditions.

That's not gonna
kick in for a while.

Ray, this is a mistake.
Okay? They have to cover her.

Well, it depends how long
you've had your policy for.

I got it eight months ago
when I got my new job.

Legally, they don't have to cover a
pre-existing condition for the first year.

How is rape
a pre-existing condition?

Marcus, the pulse oximeter
in Bay 4 is down.

Did you call biomed?

Twice. I also paged an OB
for a consult in Exam 2.

And I sent Shapiro
up for an echo

and Delgado down
for an x-ray.

Whoa. Back up.

Shapiro was supposed to go down for
an x-ray and Delgado up to echo.

Oh. Um, I'll fix it.

What about the lab results
on Mr. Adams?

I'm on it.

Hey.

Ben Adams doesn't want
his wife to worry.

Asked us to keep his
results on the down-Iow.

Down what?

It means
keep 'em secret.

Oh, sorry. I guess my
American is a little rusty.

Well, I can't blame them.

They were already under pretty
tough financial strains

before the accident.

Who knows how much
more they can take?

If I was his wife,
I'd want to know everything.

Good and bad.

You mean
you're the kind of person

who wouldn't want there to be
any secrets in a relationship?

Especially when it comes
to a physical condition.

I'm sure there's a patient
somewhere waiting for your care.

Here you go.
Thank you.

What?

Did I bring
the wrong lab results?

Ben Adams has cancer.

Hey, Cassie.

Hi.

How are you
holding up?

Better. Now that the 'rents
went to the cafeteria.

The constant PIR
is a bit much to take.

Pain in rear?

Parents in room.

Oh. Same difference.

Maybe you could find
some medical reason

for them to
give me some space.

Oh, they mean well.
They're just worried about you.

Okay.
Let's see that arm.

How'd that happen?

Uh, when I fell,
I kind of scraped my arm.

Those look like
fingernail scratches.

I got it a fight.
All right, Nancy Drew?

FYI, that's on a need-to-know,
and my parents don't.

Wanna talk about it?

Not much to talk about.

I liked someone,
thought they liked me.

A lot of people found out,
and I got burned.

High school.
Gossip, cliques,

backstabbing friends.

Fun. Welcome to
my so-called life.

So your Jordan Catalano
have a name?

Rachel.

I got into the exact same
fight when I was your age.

Only mine was
at cheerleading camp.

Really?

It was the first time
someone called me a lesbo.

Sucks, right?

You know, it's not that
I want to be straight, either.

I just... I just
want to be accepted.

If you're not
the starting quarterback,

high school's pretty much
a no-win for everyone.

It gets so much better
when you graduate.

Great. So two more years
of dyke jokes.

You have anyone
to talk to?

I found a few chat rooms.
Kind of weird.

And my parents want me to stop
being "this way" and date boys.

As if there was a switch
I could just flip.

I mean...

If your parents
aren't ready to listen,

there are a ton of
other options.

There's so much support
out there for gay teens.

You just need to know
where to look.

I can help you.

Really?

Yeah.

I have to go. I'm sorry.
But I'll be back.

Hang in there.

Thank you.

Hey.

Oh.
How are you feeling?

I got this pressure.

Did you tell
Dr. Marshall?

It's not my heart.

It's the weight of this frigging
hospital bill on my chest.

Trust me. I'm working on it.

That's not funny.
Get out of my wedding dress.

Donna...

Hey, Ray?
She's brading down!

Flying in.
I'll grab the cart.

One milligram atropine
IV push.

Uh-huh.
She's dropping fast.

Got it.

What happened?

No, "A" for
"Alberghetti."

I understand
she's been denied.

You're the third person to...

Listen, no. Do not...
Don't put me on...

Hello?

That's not a happy face.

I have been on this phone
with this insurance company

for the last 20 minutes,

and I still can't get
an appeals supervisor.

Middle-management.
Fun and relentless double-talk.

I don't know what
they could say to justify rape

as a pre-existing condition.
Can you believe that?

Actually, the herpes
is pre-existing.

The insurance company is under no
ethical obligation to cover it.

So, let me be clear.
Are you siding with the insurance company?

It's not about taking sides,
but from their perspective,

the only factor that comes
into play is the disease,

not how it was contracted.

So, let's see. They can cover the blue
pill for a man who can't get it up,

but not a woman
who's been raped.

I don't know how
you could defend that.

Unfortunately, this is
just how the system works.

No, unfortunately,
the system is not working.

Hello. Yes. Thank you
for taking my call...

"Alberghetti."

Mr. Adams. This is,
uh, Dr. Wakefield.

He's here to discuss
your test results.

Hi. How are
you feeling?

I'm doing okay.

A little better, actually.

How's your arm?

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Um, your blood work
came back.

Uh, we found something that indicates
more than just food poisoning.

I... I'm sorry.
You have cancer.

It's an acute
lymphocytic leukemia,

which means your bone marrow
isn't working properly.

And based on the test
results, it seems...

Fairly advanced. I know.

I lost my job
about a year ago.

And I tried to join the army to
get healthcare for my family.

When I went for the entry
physical, they found the cancer.

Uh, what type of treatment
have you had?

None. I can't afford it.

I'm working 60 hours a week,

and we're barely
getting by on that.

Does your wife work?

She never stops.

She doesn't know
about my cancer.

And she can't.

You have to treat this.

After everything we've been
through the last few months,

there's nothing left for her.

She finds out about this,

she's not
gonna be able to handle it.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. Everything's good.
I'm gonna be fine.

You are?

Oh, sweetheart.

So, how can I help you?

We want to file a complaint
against a nurse.

Our daughter Cassie
is a patient. She's 15.

I have a teenager myself.

She thinks that
she's gay.

It's just a phase.
Right.

But she's very
impressionable,

and the last thing she needs is
some damn nurse spinning her head,

getting her
even more confused.

I'm sorry, uh... Did something
happen with one of my nurses?

Well, she basically validated
Cassie's feelings.

Everybody's got a right
to their own opinion,

but discussing
sexual issues

with a minor
crosses the line.

I mean,
I want the woman fired.

Can I just ask you what
nurse you're speaking of?

Kelly Epson.

Boobs or butts?

I'll take both.

Are you pushing porn?

It's therapeutic.
Keeps the blood pumping.

The man's had a heart attack.
Move on. Get going.

Wait. You heard anything
about a wedding dress?

Beautiful animal.
She's 2-1 in the fourth at Colonial Downs.

You want some action?

I was talking about
a real wedding dress.

Can't help you, doll.

No. Damn it!

I just lost
an hour's worth of work.

You're really
off your game today.

It's this
old-ass computer.

Ah, it's gotta be
more than that.

Spill.

Me and Camille,
we crossed the bridge.

Big mistake. I know.

How far over that bridge
did you go?

Christina caught me
in my boxers with Camille.

Oh! How are you
not in the ICU?

I don't know
what to do, okay.

She has Camille
on lockdown,

and me scheduled
for an execution.

Well, what were you
expecting?

A warm hug and a cigar?
Camille's her baby girl.

Look, B, I need
your help. Okay?

You gotta talk to her.

No, not getting in the middle of this.
I'm already down one leg.

Look, Christina's
pretty tightly wound.

But she's a good person.

And you're a good person.

So it'll eventually
work out.

But in the meantime,
you're looking at

months of pain
and suffering, my friend.

Hey.

How's Donna?

Wellness First Insurance
won't cover her HSE.

Calling it pre-existing because she got
herpes from being raped in college.

She was raped?
Mmm-hmm.

Trying to put her on the hook
for a couple hundred grand.

I'm losing the battle, but
I'm not gonna lose the war.

Can you hold that, please?

Yeah, well, um,
I'll see you later.

Okay.

Hey, can we talk?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Uh, you seem upset.

And I was just wondering
if it was about a kiss.

No, it's about a rape.

Okay, really not
the answer I was expecting.

No, I'm talking
about a patient,

a friend of Christina's,
whose insurance company...

Denied her claim.
I heard about it.

Yeah. It's pissing me off.

Why? Insurance companies are
in business, not medicine.

Yeah, well, healthcare
business is an oxymoron.

Whose side are you on?

Just pointing out a fact.

Yeah, well, the fact is that
we're trying to help patients,

and they're focusing on loopholes
and the damn bottom line.

I see your point.

Yeah. Well, it's a shame you're
not the one making the decision.

Oh.

When Donna's file came across
my desk, I was appalled.

I personally took her case
upstairs to the VP of claims.

I went to the mat for Donna.
But the company won't budge.

Are you
an appeals supervisor

like the gentleman
I spoke with on the phone?

No. I am a resolution
specialist.

So you handle
all different kinds of cases.

I handle ones that
have special circumstances.

Like a rape.

Precisely.

And when there are
these special circumstances,

how often does your company
overturn denied coverage?

I see what you're doing.

I'm just asking
a simple question.

I mean, I'm just trying
to make sense of all this,

because there has to be
a percentage

of how many denied-coverage
cases get overturned.

There is.
So what is it?

Fifty? 20?

Those are internal figures,
and we don't give them out.

I bet you would
if they were favorable.

I'm guessing
you're the guy

who comes to make sure that the patient
feels good about being denied.

You're a handler.

If there's nothing else,
I think we're done here.

I think we were done
before we even started.

I hope Donna
recovers quickly.

I'm sure you do.

Thanks.

Hey! Any word on Ryan?

He lost a pinky. He ain't sweating it.
He's got nine others left.

So, Donna's wedding dress.

I've searched
every place imaginable,

including all recent
eBay listings,

and it's nowhere to be found.
Thanks, Cat.

I'm afraid whoever's nabbed
it is halfway to Vegas.

Well, maybe
the gator ate it.

Funny. Normally,
I would ask Marcus,

'cause he can find
anything in this place,

but he's chasing his tail
like a mad dog.

I heard. And I know
it's none of my business.

No, it's not, so...

I'm just saying, you shouldn't
be so quick to write him off.

He's a great guy.

Are you kidding me
right now, Bobbie?

This isn't about Marcus. It's about Camille.
And you don't have any kids.

Forget I said anything.

Okay.

Hey, Kelly.

Hey, what brings you
up here?

Can I talk to you
for a minute?

Yeah.
In here? Okay, come on.

So,

I had a visit
from Cassie's parents.

They're a little concerned about
you speaking to their daughter

about her sexuality.

Cassie was
confused and upset.

I could tell she needed
someone to talk to.

Yeah, but they're very upset,
so I want you to stay clear,

and I'm gonna put
another nurse on this case.

Okay. Yeah.

I don't care
what they say.

I know I did
the right thing.

They don't understand
that they're making

an already difficult
situation even harder.

Teenagers have problems
with their parents,

but this is
a little different.

Not for me.

I'm gay. I've been
in Cassie's shoes.

And it took a really long time
for my parents to come around.

I just want her to know
that she's not alone.

Kelly, why didn't you
ever tell me?

I didn't think
I had to.

We don't all wear
Birkenstocks.

All right, listen. Do me a favor.
Keep it small talk.

Okay.

Okay.
Okay.

Okay.

Just the woman
I wanted to see.

I'm in the middle of something.
Can it wait?

Actually, it's already
taken care of.

What is? Well, your friend
Donna's insurance problem.

My mother's on a few committees
with Caroline Hodges.

The CEO of Wellness
First Insurance?

I made a couple calls,
and they've agreed

to fully cover
Donna's treatment.

So, what, you... You brought
this up to the ethics committee?

No, I'm just...
I talked to Tom.

I mean, he was
pretty worked up about it.

I've never seen him
like that before.

The man can get passionate.

Thank you.

Oh, it's my pleasure. Yeah.

This will help you
with the pain.

Thank you.
Of course.

Thank you so much for your help.
Thank you.

Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.

She's gonna be devastated
when she finds out.

He's not gonna tell her.

He's not the only one
hiding something.

They're being sued up the
wazoo for that accident.

Oh, my God.
It's such a shame.

They're nice people.

Dr. Shaw?

Yeah?

How about that pint?

Now you're speaking
my language.

I know it's probably
not enough,

but I'm sorry.

I love Camille.
I've never felt like this before.

I've been with
other girls,

but what we got is
on a whole different level.

This wasn't just
some play for me.

This was real.

I know it was wrong to sneak around
behind your back in your house.

But I need a chance.

I would never
disrespect her.

I hope you can find
a way to forgive me.

Because I can't live
without her.

Oh, no, you didn't.

I just wanted to see
how I'd look.

I can't get it out!
Damn zipper's stuck.

Just take it off!

Carefully.

Hey.

Hey.

You're finally awake, huh?

Yeah.

I got some good news for you.
What?

That insurance company
decided to do the right thing,

and they're gonna foot the
bill for your whole treatment.

Oh!

Look at you
working miracles!

I hope you didn't
put yourself out

too far on my account.

Of course I did.
No, it was a group effort.

You had a lot of people here
who had your back.

Am I still welcome?

You wouldn't believe what I've been
through with this whole mishegoss.

I had to convince the temple
to bump a bat mitzvah,

so that we wouldn't
have to rush our ceremony.

And the caterer wanted to charge a
25% change fee for moving the date.

You rescheduled
our wedding?

When it's right,
it's right.

Everything will be a few
months later than we planned,

but all the details
are intact.

I love you.
Get over here.

I love you.

Mazel tov.

Excuse me.
Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell?

I just wanted to apologize
for upsetting you earlier.

Well, it's done, so there's
nothing more to talk about.

Please just stay away
from Cassie.

You know, I remember how
confused and frightened I was

when I was her age.

I mean,
I just felt so alone.

I mean, my parents,
they were there.

My mom, she was just so disappointed
that she'd never have grandkids.

And my dad,
he was so angry

that he'd never get to
walk me down the aisle.

We need to get going.

The funny thing is, is that
even though they were angry,

and even though
they were disappointed,

they somehow made sure
that I knew that

I would always be
their little girl.

That I would always
be loved no matter what.

And they eventually
came around.

Anyway, I hope you can
accept my apology.

Hi, Mom.

No, everything's fine.

I just...
I just felt like giving you a call.

No. No, no.
Nothing's wrong.

I just wanted to talk.

Cheers.
Mmm-hmm.

So, how many more of these
before you tell me

what really happened
to your leg? Hmm?

Um, well, how about you tell
me some of your secrets,

and then maybe
I'll return the favor?

Okay.

Well...

I am a Gemini.

Dark. Mmm-hmm.
Mmm-hmm.

I have a strange weakness
for infomercials.

I find eating Grape-Nuts
terribly frustrating.

And to this day,

I still don't know the right
time to go in for a kiss.

Now would be great.

Okay.

Was it the
infomercials thing?

It was the Grape-Nuts.

The Grape-Nuts? Okay.

Yeah, a little.

It's like a...

I heard things
worked out with Donna.

Yeah, we can thank your
little girlfriend for that.

What?

What the hell's going on
with you and Erin?

I saw her sitting with you
after your surgery.

You were there?

Yes. Of course.

But she could hardly
keep her feet on the ground,

so I didn't want
to interrupt that.

Hey, don't accuse her,
or me, of anything.

I asked you
to be there. Okay?

I was working.

Yeah, you're always working.
I'm tired of playing second fiddle.

Second fiddle?
I asked you to marry me, Christina.

And you can't even
drive me to the doctor?

You know why
I didn't marry you, Tom?

Because you didn't mean it.

Hence, you cozying up with Miss
Virginia after a few weeks!

This isn't about her.

Then who's it about?

It's about you.
About selfish, narcissistic,

controlling basket case!
Wait a minute.

Who the hell do you think
you're talking to?

You know what?
I'm sorry your husband died,

and I'm sorry I loved you,
and most of all,

I'm sorry you're not willing
to take a chance,

but don't turn this into
something it's not, all right?

Tom...
This isn't high school,

and Erin isn't some cheerleader
stealing your boyfriend.

You rejected me,
remember?

Tom, do not throw that up
in my face, okay?

You got into
an accident, Paul died,

and you took it upon yourself to
put me in an impossible situation.

What was impossible about...

Love me enough
to give me time!

You always need time!

I don't need anything!

You lied!

You're a liar.

You lied about loving me.

You lied about wanting to marry me.
And you lied about Erin!

All right,
you want to truth?

She kissed me this morning,
and I kissed her back!

Get out.

Get out!

Hey, Mom.
Can we talk about this?

You okay?

You're in new territory.

You're in the woman game now.

I've really wanted to
hold that back

as long as possible,
because it is a...

It's a very
complicated game to play.

And, um...

I won't even, uh,
go into pregnancy.

I'm not getting
pregnant.

Well, that's what I said.

And I slept with your father
for the first time,

and then nine months later,
there you were.

You have a real power now.

And you gotta
respect it.

And you gotta respect
Marcus in the same way

you want him
to respect you.

Marcus is
a good guy, Mom.

I know he really
cares about me.

I know.

I know
he cares about you a lot.

But here's the thing.

The people who
care about us the most

have the most power
to hurt us.

Marcus would
never do that.

Your body
is your temple.

I want you to, uh,
take care of it.

And I always want you
to respect it.

Okay?

Yeah.

'Cause that's what
a woman does.

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