Tiny Beautiful Things (2023) s01e08 Episode Script

This is the place.
I feel it.
Here you go, sweet pea.
- Oh, my God!
- You know what to do!
It is time to dig.
Enough with the fucking shovel!
I'm not There's I'm not
digging your fucking grave!
It is just a tiny hole!
It's a foot!
It's a foot and a half.
For my ashes.
No!
You cannot keep fighting this, Clare.
I am asking you
to do one simple thing.
No! Not doing it!
I'm not gonna kill you.
I'm not gonna bury you.
Fine.
I'll do it myself.
Happy fucking birthday.
Mom!
Dear Sugar.
My 20-year marriage fell apart.
Whose fault?
Mine? My wife's? Society's?
I don't know.
But now I've met a woman
that I click with very nicely,
and I'm afraid to say
that little four-letter word.
So my question is this:
when is the right time to say, "I love you"?
And what is this "love" thing all about?
Signed, Johnny.
- Mom?
- Oh, my God. Rae. Sorry.
Ooh, you scared me.
Why are you back down here again?
Whose sweatshirt is that?
No one's.
What Why are you just standing there?
Um, I I have to tell you something.
Okay.
Uncle Lucas' friend didn't
drop off the money.
Your Your dad
dropped it off.
Hand me one of those there,
would you, Clare-Bear?
The mailbox is full
and cannot accept any messages at this time.
Why was Dad here? Question mark.
Why did he give me that money?
Question mark.
What the fuck did you do, Lucas?
Fucking question mark.
Okay.
Oh, come on, come on, come on.
Hello?
Hello?
Wait, who was it?
Mom?
Mom.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
"Above all,
there was understanding.
"She felt as if a mist had been
lifted from her eyes,
"enabling her to look upon
and comprehend the significance of life,
that monster made up of beauty
and brutality."
Happy St. Patrick's Day.
Where's the doctor?
It's almost 6:00.
No one's come in all day.
I just saw him by the elevators.
Oh, God. Where the fuck are the
Where are the Where are the car keys?
You don't drive!
- Where are they?
- What is going on?
I don't know.
Who would put a colander in the fridge
with one grape in it?
Seriously, one grape?
Where are the fucking keys?
Okay, whoa! What is going on, Clare?
What's wrong? Clare
Here.
Okay.
Okay. You'll drive.
What? I don't have a license.
Well, you're always saying
you need more hours.
Clare, what is happening?
All right, should we talk?
No, you and I shouldn't anything.
You were right about Lucas.
I shouldn't have trusted him.
- Okay? You good? You happy?
- Do not.
Let's go.
Hey, wait. Excuse me.
Excuse me. Hi.
My My My mom
Uh, Frances Pierce in 316
She needs more morphine.
And And no one's helping.
Your mother's morphine
is administered every 12 hours.
Well, administer it sooner.
She needs help. But of course,
you're not helping
because you didn't wanna
treat her from the beginning.
What I said is your
mother's cancer is untreatable.
No, what you said
is that she had a year.
And it's been seven weeks.
These things are impossible to predict.
There's too many variables.
Well, fuck the variables.
She's a very important person.
She's a She's a very
important person.
Her body is shutting down.
That's part of the process.
So if there's anyone else
that needs to say goodbye,
they should come.
And sooner rather than later.
What?
She's got about
two weeks.
I'm sorry.
Come on.
Come on, pl Pick up the phone.
Come on, Lucas.
Come on in, honey.
It's okay.
I'm gonna go get Lucas.
He ne He needs to be here.
Honey, no.
I know he loves me.
And if he's not here,
it's because he can't be.
I'll be back in a few hours.
It hurts.
I love you.
Love.
I'll be back soon.
Do you wanna get dinner?
We could get chicken sammies
and waffle fries.
Okay. So, what what did he say,
- when he handed you the money?
- What?
My dad. What did he say?
- I already told you.
- What did he say exactly?
Uh, he he just came to the door
and he called me Frankie and
He He just told me
to give the envelope to you.
And that's all? You're certain
there's nothing else?
- Yes. No. No.
- There's nothing else?
Okay, what was it? Was it yes or no?
- I don't know! I don't know!
- I need to know!
- You're stressing me out!
- What did he say?
Jesus Christ! Just tell me what he said.
- I'm trying to drive!
- That is all I want to know!
Please. What did he say?
I don't know. He was old,
and he seemed kind of racist.
Um, I asked him why Uncle Lucas didn't come.
What did he say?
Uh
"Family takes care of family," I think.
Get off.
- What?
- Go.
- What?
- Get over, now!
- What?
- Now!
Oh, my fucking Oh, Jesus
Lucas? Lucas!
Hi.
Find what you were looking for?
Yeah, yeah. I got this here.
I also need to get a couple of keys made.
- Mom?
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- God, where is anybody?
- Take it.
- Ow!
- Excuse me!
- Mom!
Excuse me.
Uh, where are your shovels?
The sharp kind.
Mom, I'm not driving you anywhere
until you tell me what we're doing.
- Okay.
- Mom!
Open the door, Lucas.
Come on! I know you're in there!
Grow up and answer me!
Hey. Chill. He's not fucking here.
Where is he?
I don't know. Try Whit's?
And tell him he fuckin' owes me money.
When he shows up,
you make him fucking call me.
Sorry about your Ma.
That blows.
- Pull over.
- Oh.
Here.
Wait, why aren't we going to the house?
Shhh. Shh.
I thought we were here to see Uncle Lucas.
Clare.
Where have you been?
Look at me!
Look at me.
Two weeks.
She's got two weeks.
I'm sorry I'm such a fuck up.
You'll sleep it off.
We'll leave first thing in the morning.
Does she look different?
Yeah. A little.
Is she mad at me?
No.
I can't see her
like that in the hospital.
And I can't be home either.
I just I can't be here alone.
Why? 'Cause you're scared?
- No.
- Yeah, you're scared.
You're scared the Scary Man is gonna come
Come and get you?
Oh, my God, the Scary Man.
- Oh, I forgot about him.
- Yeah.
Fucking Dad.
I thought he was gonna kidnap us.
Yeah, but he didn't.
He didn't want us.
He never did.
Who's gonna care
what happens to us
after she's gone?
Wait. Wait, Mom. What are you doing?
I'm gonna dig up her ashes.
Wait, it's been 30 years.
There's nothing there.
She can't be here with him.
With who?
- You'll read one.
- I'll read one of yours.
Well, I'll read one
- that you're not reading.
- No, you
Wait, what is that in front of her door?
No. No!
No, no, no!
No!
Mom?
Mom!
Oh, no, no, no! No!
Don't fucking touch me!
Don't fucking touch me.
No.
I will never forgive you for this!
This will never be okay.
What the fuck did you do, Lucas?
How you doing there, Clare-Bear?
Been a long time.
Go to the car, Rae.
What? No.
Nice to see you again.
Do not talk to her!
It's not what you think.
He's different.
Oh, he he is? It's bullshit.
He's changed. Clare, he's sober.
Oh, did he tell you that?
And you believed him?
Such a fuckin' idiot.
Why don't we just go up to the house?
And then we can talk.
Why are you here?
This is not your home.
You are not welcome here!
- It is.
- What?
- It's It is his.
- What? I can't hear you, Lucas.
I bought the house. It's ours.
I bought it from Luke.
Anytime you wanna come up,
bring your family
You sold Mom's home to her abuser?
- He's our dad.
- Abuser? Is that what you think?
Yes! I know it! Because I was there!
You were a child,
- you don't remember what happened.
- Oh, you pulled Mom
off of her bed by her hair.
You broke her pinkie.
You smashed
her dishes because you didn't like her
- spaghetti!
- Listen, he saved Mom's house.
It was gonna be foreclosed on.
I gave you that money
out of her college tuition.
It wasn't enough!
You act like you did me some kind of favor,
you know, giving me this place.
He doesn't love you, Lucas.
You know that, right?
- That's enough.
- This man does not love you!
- You don't know that.
- Yes. Oh, I do!
You think that this man
- could love anything?
- Just Just stop.
You think that he is capable
- of loving anything?
- That's enough.
He doesn't know
- how to love.
- Just stop.
Mom told us to forgive.
That people can change.
Oh, you think she was talking about him?
- Before she died, she said
- Don't talk to me about before she died.
- You weren't fucking there!
- And stop holding that over me!
It's not like
you were some saint.
- And neither was Mom.
- What are you talking about, Lucas?
You hold her up on on
- some kind of pedestal like
- CLARE: Why would you ever
- she was this perfect person.
- Say that about her?
- You can stop right now!
- There's more than your side of the story!
Stop fucking talking!
Both of you stop talking.
Okay, it's over. It's done.
We're not gonna settle this tonight.
Let's just Just let it lay.
Wow. I should've known.
Should've never given you anything. Ever.
- Fuck you.
- Yeah. Fuck you!
- My marriage is over because of you!
- What?
I wasn't with Mom
when she died because of you!
No! You weren't there because of you.
It was your fucking choice.
Nobody asked you to come get me.
Nobody. Not me. Not Mom.
That was fucking on you.
Rae, go to the car.
Mom. no.
Just go to the car, Rae!
This isn't over.
This is not over.
Ain't it crazy how 50 years just flies by?
I still remember the day
that you were born, Clare.
And you haven't changed a bit.
This isn't your house.
And if you hurt him, I'll fuckin' kill you.
Let's go.
Oh honey.
Oh, sweetheart, pull over.
Rae, pull over.
Honey, pull over.
Oh.
Oh. I'm so sorry.
You should not have heard
any any word of that.
This is all my fault!
What are you saying?
I told Uncle Lucas about the money.
About the
college fund. I told him.
I'm sorry. I didn't
Uh, we were just texting
and and it just came out,
and I didn't think it was a big deal.
But then he asked you for it.
And then And then Dad
he got so mad, and you just left and
- No, Rae. No, Rae.
- No, I d
- That's not
- You guys kept fighting and I-I didn't
- And
- Shhh. Shhh. Shh. It's okay.
Are you and Dad
getting a divorce?
No.
I mean
There We have stuff to figure out.
But look But, hey,
that is not your stuff.
None of this is your fault. Okay?
Your dad and I love you so much.
Anything that you think you did,
you you you did out of love.
Okay?
Okay?
Dear Johnny.
The last word
my mother ever said to me was "love."
She was so sick and weak and out of her head
that she couldn't muster
the "I" or the "you."
That didn't matter.
That puny word
has the power to stand on its own.
I wasn't with my mom when she died.
No one was.
And even now, that fact haunts me.
I would never be with my mom when she died.
I suppose you think this has nothing
to do with your question, Johnny,
but it has everything to do with my answer.
It has everything to do with
every answer I have ever given as Sugar.
Love. Love. Love.
It clanks inside me like an iron bell.
Love is Sugar's genesis story.
It can be romantic,
platonic,
familial,
or fleeting.
Sullied by abuse,
imbued with sorrow,
or twisted by betrayal.
No. Wait, wait, wait.
Why am I doing this?
Okay.
Okay. Just keep 'em covered.
Keep 'em covered.
Okay, open 'em.
Oh, my God.
Go. Pet 'em.
The best thing you can
possibly do with your life
is tackle the motherfucking
shit out of love.
Hey.
Hey.
Uh, thank you.
Calling you and all
I mean, I I'm sorry. I shouldn't have
No, no, no. Stop. Stop.
What you did was a huge step.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, the the thing you sent me,
the Sugar thing, it helped.
Come on in.
I think it was good you were there.
With Uncle Lucas.
Instead of your mom.
Maybe we end up where we're supposed to be.
I fucking love you.
I fucking love you, too.
So sweet pea
here's what I say.
Be brave.
Be authentic.
Forgive yourself.
And practice saying the word "love"
to the people you love.
So when it matters the most,
you will say it.
Love.
Love.
It's time.
We're all gonna die, Johnny.
So hit the iron bell like it's dinnertime.
Yours
Sugar.
Best day ever.