Patriot (2015) s02e05 Episode Script

I mean, does anybody care about the fucking important severed finger reconnection time frame that we're on here?! Fuck, man! I don't care if John's not back with the last finger that might be mine.
I'm going to the hospital and I'm gonna put those fucking fingers back on, whether they're mine or not! Tom said you can't go to the hospital.
Tom's not my dad! - My dad just owns two Arby's! - What's he doing? He's trying to go to the hospital.
Dennis, you cannot.
You did that already, did you not? Uh previously? Yeah, I did, when John stabbed me.
Yeah.
All this is the result.
Right? All this.
So I'm afraid you're going to have to abide They're my fucking fingers! Sir.
- Hello, Tom.
- Den Shit.
Are all these people supposed to be here? No.
But it's okay.
They're my friends.
Well, I'm John's mom.
I don't know what the fuck is going on here, but you and you are going to the hospital.
They cannot, Bernice.
They can, and they are.
Cool, because we only have, like, less than an hour now.
Holy shit.
Who are all these people? I'm John's husband.
No, you're not.
No, I'm not.
I'm still married to Alice.
I'm John's best friend, Dennis.
I got shot, too.
On my shoulder.
- It was just a little bit.
- Eddie.
Oh, my God.
But cooler than that, this is my son, Efram.
And that's Carol, who's awesome.
She's a vet.
Can't put fingers back on.
But she's a great vet and a dancer and a mom.
And this is my mom.
Do you have those fingers? Yeah, in my pocket.
Dennis has one of them, but I have the other one.
Okay, then let's go.
They cannot.
Those are your son's fingers and his friend's.
- Best.
- What? - We're best friends.
- Uh, okay.
You've said that too many times.
It's weird.
Let's go.
All right.
Have it your way, Bernice.
It's not my way, Tom.
It's the way of putting fingers back on your son's fucking hand.
You know, no one ever listens to me.
Aw, what do I know? I'm just the director of intelligence.
Okay.
Fuck.
Lakeman's in Paris.
He's in Paris.
What ? Fuck James? James, hey.
Come in.
It's getting cold.
James? Jellyfish.
James, forget about the jellyfish.
I have to keep track of the jellyfish.
Why, James? I can't say.
Honey, please.
I'll come in after all the jellyfish have been accounted for.
James, they keep coming up the estuary.
You can't count them all.
I'll come in after.
After you've tracked all the jellyfish? Yes.
All of them? Yes.
Never seen so many.
What, honey? They just keep coming.
Hey.
Hey.
We can go.
Okay.
Why are you in the stairwell? I'm just trying to keep a lower profile what with all this hell breaking loose.
Headed to your room.
Why are you in the stairwell? I don't know.
You don't know? Not really.
I just wanted to leave the room.
I just came here.
Lakeman's being discharged in an hour.
We beat the clock, John.
Yeah.
How are you feeling? You both? Medicine's wearing off.
I think we were supposed to pick up a prescription.
We should probably just get back to the room.
Get off the street.
Yeah.
Hey.
I'm sorry.
Did I just faint? Yeah.
From pain? I I don't know why, but I'm sorry.
It's it's a new sensation, this this fused new-bone pain sensation.
Um Let's go get the medicine.
Can't.
Can't what? Pick up the pain stuff.
It's for Lakeman.
Yeah.
You're on the radar now.
Yeah.
Lakeman is on the radar.
Yeah.
Because of your mom.
Well, also because this whole plan's fucked up, but Yeah, well also your mom.
Okay.
S so, you're not in pain? I'm okay.
The regular guy fainted.
Okay.
So you're saying you're okay? 'Cause you're probably feeling the same thing.
You had the same thing done.
How are you? Pretty good.
Go get the pain medicine.
Go on.
Okay.
And how did you learn that John Lakeman was in Paris at that point? Due to, I guess pain.
My guess was due to my own history with broadening violence and the pain it creates and due to the fact that John Lakeman was admitted to a hospital in Paris through an emergency room and held greater than 16 hours my guess was he was in pain.
In Paris.
And probably surrounded by it.
Was my guess.
So you encountered him first at the pharmacy in Paris that morning the subject? - Mmm.
- That was his mistake? No.
I mean, I don't know.
Mistake? He was just picking up pain medicine.
That's okay.
He's a kid.
He's not John Wayne.
I thought he might do it, and he did it.
And that's where we picked him up.
Yeah.
Oh, hey.
It's okay.
I'm sure lots of veterinarians would have failed at the finger thing.
I don't care about that.
You almost got killed.
Edward I don't want you to do what you've been doing.
Being a congressman? No, that's okay.
I mean it's kind of gross, but I'm not afraid of it.
I mean helping your dad.
I'm not helping my Dad, I'm helping John.
You're hot when you operate.
Thanks.
You think it's hot that I got shot? - Little bit? - No.
Little bit? Little bit, maybe.
Cantar Walley leaves in three days.
All's calm enough for now, so, uh, let's take a couple days off.
Rest up for it.
Yeah? Hello.
Hello? Gregory Gordon, HR.
Tom Yeah, we met at the duck hunt.
What are you doing in our Leslie summoned me.
Here.
From Luxembourg.
To help shore up our Denon presentation.
Which is listing, and And ? He mentioned John could use some shoring up.
Also.
Leslie mentioned that.
Hey, there.
Hello, son.
Leslie Claret.
I'm very pleased to meet you.
Hi, I'm Valerie.
Well.
Who do we have here, huh? Hey, buddy.
I'm your grandpa.
What do think of that? Oh, my God.
Fuck.
Ah.
Oh.
Okay.
Well, I guess we enjoyed this one previously.
So, when were you guys blessed with this beautiful little girl? He's a boy.
Oh.
Yeah.
Well, it's the hair.
Sorry.
Probably needs a haircut, huh? We'll decide that.
Thanks.
Oh, of course, of course.
I'm just pointing out that the boy needs a haircut 'cause he looks like a girl.
- Don't say that.
- What? You know what? This was a bad idea.
Can I talk to you? - It's getting late, Dad.
- What's wrong, son? Hey, let's just talk in the kitchen for a second.
I'm gonna give you a haircut.
With this steak knife.
Is that cool? Hey, he's probably nervous.
He probably had a glass of wine before.
He probably had coke.
And ten glasses of wine.
Come on.
It's awkward for everybody.
Please.
It's called the Dutch Boy.
It's a real classic.
Oh, my God.
What? Stop.
You're cutting his fucking hair? We're having a good time here.
You're fucking wasted.
It's late, Dad.
It's time to go.
I just got here.
It's time to go.
We were having a a nice moment, here.
I used to cut your hair on occasion, pal.
It would give us a chance to catch up, and and we'd save a buck.
Are you getting any more sleep? Recently? Not really.
No.
And, um, the, uh, card tricks? Yeah, no.
"Yeah, no," what? Are they serving as a great stress-busting No, I I stopped doing them.
Okay.
Are you uh, consuming small, nutritious snacks throughout the day? No.
Are you eating meals? No.
Um No, I Sometimes, I I guess, I They gave me a little applesauce thing.
At the hospital.
Little applesauce box.
But I didn't eat it.
Okay, that doesn't count as a meal.
Okay.
John, I'm con I'm concerned.
Okay.
How much sleep are you getting, John? None.
Privation and strain accompanied by delayed restoration, such as periods of social comfort or sleep, uh, creates unsustainable psychological landscapes.
We need certain things.
Like sleep.
And beyond that, in fact, we discovered.
This sounds odd I understand that but it's a real thing.
What is? Dream deprivation.
Dream deprivation? We need sleep, in part, because we need to dream.
It seems.
Uh, to gain release or some, uh, I guess, clemency from obeying the laws of waking life, the demands of waking life.
We need to dream, John, and if you deny yourself your dreams for too long a period of time, and you keep moving forward in this same state, uh, you can be compelled to lose a sense of reality.
To make a break, uh, from the encumbrance or weight of reality.
This can happen.
Irresistibly.
So, let's get to the bottom of what's keeping you up at night.
Hey.
W what's the worst thing that you've ever done? Me? Um summer session, undergrad.
Syracuse.
Uh, me.
Brad Conrack.
Tad Pondich.
Dine and dash.
Applebee's.
What's the worst thing you've ever done? I shot a male hotel maid.
What? I shot a male hotel maid in the head.
Gregory could I talk with you for a moment, please? So now we're up to the day.
The day you actually confronted Lakeman.
Later this day, what was the nature of this confrontation this day in Paris? I can tell you in forgive me my Milwaukee street slang.
Paris was fucked up.
So John has this phone.
This extra phone he always has.
Yeah.
Well, he told me once, that if you want to call something off, you'll call him on it.
That he always has to keep it near and on because you might call it.
Then he can just turn and leave.
That's true.
I'm just wondering Yeah? Why haven't you used it yet? Yeah, so I'm getting married.
Yeah, so, I'm getting married, so Carol always wanted to get married in Paris, and, well, we're in Paris.
And I got shot, and it made me think, if I died, Efram would cry and Carol would, but if I was his dad for real, which I am, and her husband for real, well, then they'd cry harder, right? Probably, yeah.
And that's what it's all about, right? How hard you can make someone cry when you die.
Your little sayings are getting better, man.
Thanks.
and then she said, "Can I sleep in your castle?" Tom.
I asked you, a while back, I asked you to give John some rest, a day off or something.
You said no.
I'm telling you now, he needs rest.
Are you asking me or telling me here, Al? I'm telling you to show me you give a fuck about your son.
I gave him a couple days off.
Also, I'm thinking about quitting.
- Quitting what? - Being a congressman.
What are you gonna do instead? - Find buried treasure.
- Cool.
Yeah, it is cool.
And I think it's gonna feel real good to quit doing something that I don't really not with all my heart, you know.
I think she's trying to catch Dad, man.
She should have come for Myna by now.
Something's going on.
Why hasn't she come for her? It's fucked up.
That's fucked up, you know? Yeah, it is fucked up.
So best man? - Best man? - Yeah.
- For you? - Yeah.
Fuck yeah.
- Hey.
Eddie's getting married.
- No way.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Cool move, Cool Rick.
So can we talk bachelor party? - Yeah.
- We're getting married tomorrow, so that should be today.
I really want to see Dennis fucked up.
Yeah, and Icabod and Gordon.
And we can bury John Lakeman, too.
Why? I can't be him anymore.
Mom made me get my fingers back on as him, and people are looking for him, so he has to disappear now.
He has to go away.
I have the day off.
I heard.
So can we get the party started now? - It's, like, 11:00 a.
m.
- Yeah, I know.
Let's do it.
- Are you gonna drink? - Probably.
It's a bachelor party, and I have the day off.
Well, you're on painkillers.
Just be careful.
- You're coming with us.
- I am? Yeah.
So, I guess Carol's coming with us now, too? 'Cause Guess so.