Hung s01e06 Episode Script

RAY: Just because we've lost just because the past is not what we wanted it to be does not mean we cannot change.
In an instant, we could.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
What do you wanna think tonight when you replay this in your head with the lights out, trying to sleep? [WHISTLE BLOWS.]
JEMMA: I'm sorry I'm late.
- No problem.
- Nice scarf.
- Oh, really? You like it? - Looks good on you.
- Thanks.
- You ready? - Yeah.
- What are we doing? - Don't ask me that.
- Okay.
- You nervous? Um Should I be? Yes, I'm nervous.
Well, don't be.
Come on.
Thank you for coming, Jim.
It's okay to feel a little uneasy.
This must be difficult for you.
- It means a lot to me that he's here.
- Of course it does.
It does mean a lot, because you have to understand I'm gonna confront you and most men would run from that, so thanks for being here.
You're welcome.
- So what did you wanna confront? - Should I just jump in here? - Lf you want to.
- I want to say to you, Jim, that That your money destroys you.
Your father's money.
L It's like you're It's like you're choking on his vomit.
It makes me wanna weep because sometimes I picture you without him and his money, and the money and you're a completely different human being.
You don't do what you did, Jim.
Not to me, not to anyone.
You just You just don't.
I don't know what to do with him.
He's like a stone wall.
I don't Why did he even? Why did he even agree to come here? - Do you? Does she wanna? JEMMA: Don't talk to him.
Talk to me.
Explain to me why it happened.
Maybe you went for the wrong kind of guy.
- Just tell me, for fuck's sake.
RAY: Jemma.
- Swear the fuck out! - I don't know why! Jemma, I don't know why things happen in my life or your life.
If I had to take a guess, I'd say, something about you is a big, fat turnoff.
Oh, like now? Am I a turnoff right now? No.
RAY: Hey.
- Hey.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
So, what was that about, exactly? It doesn't matter.
That's it? - What am I supposed to do now? - I don't care what you do.
- Jemma paid me.
- Paid you? Yeah, your cut's in my desk.
Don't worry, I locked it.
- Paid you? For what? - It's a long story.
- She booked me for a session.
- When? It's over already.
Just now.
I saw her on my lunch break.
She called me late last night.
What was I supposed to do? If a client calls you directly, you tell me immediately.
It's not cool.
There's a protocol.
She paid me $500.
What wrong with that? Last week you went to her house behind my back.
Now she's calling you at all hours.
- A decent hour.
- I'm gonna have a talk with her.
- Don't.
That's not a good idea.
- Why not? She's She's having a hard time.
And you know this because? She took me to see her therapist.
Yeah.
I think that's why she hired me.
I think I'm supposed to help her, you know work shit out.
- A million things come to mind.
I'm not gonna say them.
I'm just gonna keep my mouth shut.
Leave her alone, okay? [CLASS BELL RINGS.]
I'll talk to her about the rules.
- Okay.
- I gotta go.
- Are you drinking enough water lately? - What? You look dehydrated.
What's that? Some kind of dermatology putdown? No, baby, water's excellent for the skin.
Yup.
It's also good for depression.
You lost your dog, he died, and that's rough.
I'm sick of water, Ron.
I wanna talk about money.
- What about it? - Do we have it? Are we rich or are we poor? I can't tell.
We drive a Mercedes and we pay for Natasha.
And on the other hand, Doris is dead.
Well, we're not rich or poor, Jess, but we did lose a lot.
Thirty percent.
- Maybe 40, so - Forty percent? - Yeah.
I gotta get to the office.
- Forty percent of what, Ron? This is what is so frustrating, Ron.
You don't tell me anything.
Is there something you wanna buy? Is there? Are you feeling neglected? You feeling deprived? Because say the word, I'll buy it.
You know, and if I can't afford it, I'll hock my Jaeger, I'll wash dishes.
- I'll eat hot coals for you, baby.
- I don't want you to eat hot coals.
I just need to know the numbers.
I don't know the exact numbers, Jess.
But if you wanna help, you can make a list of potential household cutbacks.
Or you could always get a job.
JEMMA: I still haven't heard anything, so good luck with that.
Hey.
Hi.
Thanks for meeting me here.
- What? - I left you a message about us meeting.
You guys go ahead.
I'll catch up.
- What are you doing here? - I know you're busy.
You haven't called me.
- I was in the neighborhood, so I thought - Terry, I'm working.
- This is my place of work.
- Tanya.
Why don't you tell me why you're here.
Listen, Jemma, I thought I made myself pretty clear in our initial interview.
Now, what you wanted was a little unorthodox.
And I said, "As long as you respect our rules.
" [PHONE RINGING.]
And one of those rules is you do not contact or pay a client directly.
Hold on.
Hey, yeah.
Yeah, I'll be right there.
Don't let him see it, Brad.
It's pretty simple what So that's the way it goes and, you know, I know, as a businesswoman you understand after years of working that there are certain systems [PHONE RINGING.]
that keep the trains running on time, that you wanna have I will be right up.
L What are you talking about? Our parameters.
What if I just ignore you and do whatever I want? What? What's stopping me from, I don't know, just not bothering to listen to you? Well, I would stop you.
It's my service.
I'm the one who makes the rules.
Jemma? Jemma.
I do not suffer fools gladly.
Now, look, Ray Ray is my employee.
Now, you cannot get to him except through me.
We are inextricably linked.
Who's Ray? You mean Randall? No, I do not mean Randall.
I mean, there is no Ray.
You know what? You're fired.
That's right.
I'm firing you as a client.
You know, I've had enough of you and women like you.
Good riddance.
[SIGHS.]
It's pretty good, huh? I mean, check out the new panel.
- It still smells a little wonky, though.
- That's normal.
Anyway, I'll fix it before we move you guys back in.
- Cool.
- Great.
Let's choose some wheels.
All right.
I circled the ones I think are good.
You tell me which one's got your name on it.
- An '89 Mustang? - Yeah, vintage.
It says so right there in the ad.
Heck of a car.
It's got 120,000 miles.
So? Those are highway miles.
I talked to the guy selling it.
[PHONE RINGING.]
All right, whatever.
You guys decide.
Where are you going? I thought we were buying a car.
She doesn't give a shit, Dad.
All she cares about is her fat-ass boyfriend.
Hey, hey, give it a rest, Damon.
Maybe she sees something you don't.
- What are you talking about? - I'm saying people are complex.
They're like onions.
You peel a layer and sometimes you find something that you weren't expecting.
No, you don't.
You just find more onion.
[TANYA SPEAKING SPANISH.]
TANYA: Holy cow, Ray, this place is really coming along.
It still really smells though.
Oh.
Uh So is this your? - Hi.
- Hi.
You must be Ray's Yeah, Tanya, this is my kid.
Damon, Tanya.
Hi.
Wow.
I think I see the resemblance.
- Yeah.
The eyebrows, right? - Damon, we'll be right back.
Take a look at the '89 Mustang, huh? You can use this time to get excited.
- Nice meeting you.
- Oh, yeah, you too.
Thanks, Tanya.
Now my kid thinks you're my girlfriend.
TANYA: What? Just because I show up at your house? Don't be infantile.
- What do you want? - I got great news.
I caught up with Molly and she wants to book you again for Saturday.
- This Saturday? - Yeah, you can go on the early side and then come over and meet me and download after.
I got a bunch of Netflix films.
I'll pop some popcorn, you can come over.
No, Tanya, I got a life.
I got a game this Saturday.
Okay, so maybe we'll make it Friday then.
No, Jemma mentioned she wanted Friday.
Don't worry.
I'll make her book through you.
Okay, it's too late for that.
I made an executive decision.
What are you talking about? I'm an executive too.
She's fine.
No, she's rude and I fired her.
I fired her.
I lost my temper.
I fired her.
Well, unfire her.
Jeez, Tanya.
Why'd you have to go mess this up for? I'm not messing this up.
I'm fixing it, okay? I'll fix it.
L l Just leave me alone.
JESSICA: Mom, I do not feel comfortable with this.
Ronnie's a private person.
I wanna respect his privacy.
- So? You go.
- What about you? I stay and not respects privacy.
Look, credit card bills.
Visa, MasterCard, more Visa.
- What does it prove? - Poor people don't spend so much.
Only rich ones.
Make sure you put everything back.
- He's gonna notice if things are disturbed.
- You are wife.
You have right to know when husband is liar.
- He's not a liar, mother.
- He is worse than liar.
Treats you like child.
Worse than child.
He treats you like pet.
Like your dead dog.
What are you talking about? You want little needle in your face? Too much wrinkle here, too much pimple there.
He takes care of me, Mother.
He takes care of you.
How much money he has? Do you know? Of course not, because he doesn't want you to know.
That's enough.
You're driving me crazy.
Put it away.
Aha.
Stock exchange.
I find the most important file.
Now you tell me he's not rich.
Eight hundred and thirty-three thousand dollars.
Why is it in parentheses? It's a loss, Mom.
It means he lost $833,000.
Okay, so maybe I wrong.
Maybe he lost money.
You hungry? I make something to eat.
JEMMA [ON RECORDING.]
: This is Jemma.
Be patient, you'll get an answer eventually.
No.
Hey, Jemma, it's Tanya.
Listen, I've got some terrific news.
Despite our previous miscommunication, I had a discussion with Randall and we've decided to allow you to keep your membership provided you respect our rules.
Just please give me a call at your convenience.
Okay.
You should call her back.
I'm sorry.
I've been swamped.
But really, Randall, all that talk about regulations and parameters? She is a trip, your Tanya.
- She's not my Tanya.
- Well, she's your madam, isn't she? I thought I was a book editor.
Oh, book editor.
That's so yesterday.
What's your real name? RAY: I can't tell you that.
- Why not? Take a leap of faith.
And if you can't, just make something up.
I'm not gonna know the difference.
My name is Ray.
More.
- Tell me more.
- No.
- Please? - No.
I'll pay you, lots.
- What do you think I am, a whore? - Yeah.
[LAUGHS.]
Yes, you're a whore.
You're so funny and you're so hot and I'm very into you.
But you're gonna tell me.
Is this all you do? - Are you a fireman? - No.
- Policeman? - No.
- A plumber? - No.
Stop torturing me.
No.
You're making me wanna fuck you.
I'm gonna charge you double.
Tell me what you fucking do for a living.
I'm a coach.
I'm a high school basketball coach.
I wanna see you do it.
I mean, coach.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING ON TV.]
Oh, no.
[WHISTLE BLOWS.]
Come on, defense.
Come on.
[CROWD BOOING.]
RAY: It was looking like another losing game.
So many teams were having us for lunch, I barely remembered how to win.
[WHISTLE BLOWS & CROWD BOOING.]
REFEREE: Foul.
- He didn't touch him.
RAY: Come on, ref.
Call it both ways.
This ref's making bogus calls all night.
[CROWD BOOING.]
What are you looking at, Ray, huh? - Yeah.
- Get your head in the game.
[CROWD BOOING.]
ANNOUNCER [ON PA.]
: And that's the half.
The score: Wolves 26, Tomahawks 36.
Oh, my God, I love that lip gloss.
Where did you get it? Hi, can I have one ticket for the Wolves and two buttons? - You mean the game.
- Right, the game.
- Thank you.
- Hey.
Oh, hey.
Hi.
Damon, right? - How are you? - I'm good.
ALL: Fight, Wolves, fight.
Are you a? Do you? Do you go to the games? Me? Oh, no, no.
I just I was home, having a moody night so I thought I should be around human beings.
Yeah, well, there's human beings here, I guess.
- Lf you kind of like that.
- You're funny, aren't you? Yeah.
I guess l I guess I kind of have, like, a funny personality.
JESSICA: Oh, hey, sweetie.
You ready? DAMON: Hi.
Mom, this is a friend of Dad's.
- Oh, wow.
A friend of Dad's.
I'm Jessica.
- Hi.
- Tanya.
Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Yeah.
You're Darby, right? - Yeah.
- Great.
Well - So let's get back to the game, huh? - Yeah.
- Where are you sitting? - Me? I don't know.
Anywhere.
I don't know.
- Fifty-one is killing us out there.
- Yeah.
RAY: I knew I should have paid more attention.
My heart just wasn't in it.
Pazderka, box his ass out, okay? This is varsity.
Come on.
TANYA: Whoo! RAY: In two years, no one came to my games.
Now here we were in the worst losing streak of my life and my ex-wife, my two kids and my pimp were all sitting up there, side by side.
MIKE: Guys, let's go.
Come on.
- Get them up.
Yeah.
What's wrong with Dad? He seems kind of out of it.
JESSICA: Oh, I don't know.
- Has he been putting on weight? - Oh, I think he lost weight.
Must be all that camping.
DARBY: Do you have any idea how much of an idiot you are? I mean, you don't even have a personality.
- I do too have a personality.
- No, you don't.
Even the goth kids think you're a poseur.
- Kids, please.
- I know what you mean.
How old are yours? Oh.
Oh, no.
I just teach kids.
I mean, I used to teach kids poetry before the budget cuts.
So do you come to Ray's games often? Who, me? Never.
I mean, I did when we were married.
Oh, I was head cheerleader back in my day.
But no, tonight I figured, "What the heck?" My husband's working late.
I'm an adult.
I'll just go have a great night with my two lovely kids and watch the Wolves like we used to, huh? - Right, kids? Isn't this fun? DAMON: Mm-hm.
- Hey, hey.
- That's nice.
- How do you know Ray again? - Oh We're friends.
Good friends.
It's complicated, me and Ray.
- How so? - Whoa! Nice shot.
Go, Wolves.
No, that was for the other team.
We're the white team.
They're the red ones.
Time out.
ANNOUNCER: Time out, Wolves.
MIKE: Bring it in.
Let's do it.
This team is not seven points better than us, right? All right, all we gotta do is we gotta make more shots.
It's a simple game, guys.
RAY: And then she came.
She made me tell her but I didn't think she'd really show up.
And then suddenly I felt it.
And I wanted to win.
And I wanted to win while she watched.
RAY: All right, Mike, I got this.
Listen, guys, it's not about shots.
It's not about them.
This is about you.
What's inside of you.
What's inside of you.
What do you wanna think tonight when you replay this game inside your heads with the lights out and you're trying to sleep? That you gave it 70 percent? Or 80 percent? If we don't give it our all if we don't give it everything we've got then it don't matter what the scoreboard says.
We lose.
If we believe we're better than others believe we are if we play with our hearts, the box score doesn't matter.
The scoreboard doesn't matter.
We win.
"Defense" on three.
All right, guys, one, two, three.
PLAYERS: Defense! MIKE: Yeah, come on, come on, come on.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
All right.
Come on, ref.
Don't let that big freak's zip code affect the way you ref the game.
Sit down and shut up! You sit down! Let's go, Wolves.
CROWD [CHANTING.]
: Let's go, Wolves, let's go.
Let's go, Wolves RAY: She wanted to see me coach.
I wasn't gonna let her see me lose.
She was gonna get her money's worth.
And this losing streak This streak was gonna end.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
Trap! Trap! [WHISTLE BLOWS.]
[CROWD GROANS.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
No fouls! Don't foul! [BUZZER SOUNDS.]
[CROWD CHEERING.]
ANNOUNCER: And the final score is the Wolves scoring 56 points to the Tomahawks' 55.
- Who is that? - I don't know.
Good job.
[BAND PLAYING UP-TEMPOED TUNE.]
RAY: That was nice.
That's what I like to see.
It was a good game, Mike.
Thanks for keeping it together, you know, till Till what? Until your blond walks in and turns you around? Who is she? She's my good-luck charm.
Hey, hold on a second.
Hey.
Hey, wait up.
What do you want from me, Ray? Look, she paid me to come here.
I tried to make her book through you but What are you doing here? You didn't like sports.
You told her where you work.
You told her what you do.
You told her who you are.
You let her into your life.
Are you crazy? We could go to jail for this.
Will you relax? I trust her.
You tr You trust her? DAMON: Hey.
Hey, coach.
- Hey.
JEMMA: That's some leap.
- Yeah.
A long time ago.
You look the same.
You look happy.
You wanna go steady? Well, like you wanna take me to your house and play Seven Minutes in Heaven? RAY: Mm-hm.
You know maybe I won't charge you anymore.
Oh, but then it wouldn't be as fun.