Graves (2016) s02e06 Episode Script

1 [MARGARET.]
Previously on Graves.
[OLIVIA.]
I am the new singer for the band at Silva's Bar and I'm going onstage for the first time.
[SAMMY COUGHS.]
Oops.
I think Jeremy might be feeling - you're undervaluing him.
- Ding ding ding! [JEREMY.]
Is Jonathan Dalton my father? Oh, honey, you can't be serious.
[JEREMY.]
If I found out something different, I don't know what I'm gonna do.
That's for me, I assume.
[JEREMY.]
Whoa! A "J" name, just like mine.
That might get kind of confusing.
Ah, fuck it.
You know what, I'm just gonna call him Dad.
[OLIVIA.]
I want this to work, but this isn't how I do family.
- What do you mean family? - I'm pregnant.
I am considering a home birth.
Just a midwife and nature.
And the daddy? Is he in the picture? - [OLIVIA.]
Oh, uh - [MAN.]
Bro.
- [GUNSHOT.]
- [OLIVIA.]
He he died.
Olivia, would you please reconsider this home birth craziness? Why is everything that I do for myself considered crazy? How could I know what you want or what you don't want if you never tell me anything? We almost did it, Mother.
We almost made a nice day out of this nightmare.
[SPANISH-LANGUAGE COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING.]
[CLACKING.]
[SONG CONTINUES.]
Hey, babe.
[SIGHS.]
Oh.
[OLIVIA EXHALES.]
[EXHALES SHAKILY.]
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING.]
- [CROWD CHEERS.]
- [MARGARET.]
Jerry North's plan is to tax your peanuts till that's all your paycheck is worth.
[CROWD BOOING.]
[ISAIAH.]
Boo! I say we don't even give him the chance.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Like my husband used to say, "If they go for your nuts, you grab ahold of theirs first.
" [CROWD CHEERING.]
[LAUGHING.]
And speaking of my husband, y'all [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE.]
Goldwater, Reagan, Lincoln.
Oh, easy, I would eff Goldwater because he preached a kind of conservatism that you'd wanna take home for a night, but not forever.
- Uh-hmm.
- [ISAIAH.]
Uh, marry Reagan, because, I mean, who wouldn't? - [CHUCKLES.]
- And, uh, oh no I can't kill Lincoln.
Well, you just did, buddy.
[CROWD CHANTING.]
Graves.
Graves.
Graves.
Graves.
Graves.
Graves.
[CROWD CHEERING.]
[JEREMY.]
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.
[SOBBING.]
Everything is making me sad.
Bunnies.
Fucking bunnies are suddenly breaking my heart.
[SIGHS.]
They're so helpless and soft and Why am I even fucking thinking about bunnies, you know? I mean, I cried through a threesome, for chrissakes.
Let's parcel this out one piece at a time, okay? Aside from the guilt that you're still harboring regarding Mr.
Miller's shooting Goddamnit, I wasn't even fucking thinking of that one! Well, whether or not it lives in the forefront of your consciousness doesn't necessarily lessen its impact.
So, that, plus uncovering your mother's possible deceit, which put your paternity into question, these are all triggers for you.
And anger has been the emotion you have habitually used as a coping mechanism, right? But the gravity of the events that you are currently facing have crash-landed you into the area of deep, almost inconsolable sadness, which I think is a good thing.
Ha! I'd like to encourage you to stay in that sadness, Jeremy, for as long as you can.
Sadness is the way through to the other side.
- [PHONE CHIMES.]
- Okay.
Well, sadly, I've got to go.
[CROWD CHANTING.]
Maggie, Maggie, Maggie.
Hey, great to see you.
Thank you for coming out.
I appreciate it.
[NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE.]
Thank you all so much.
Richard? Huh? This is this is getting It's too much.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[PHONE CHIMES.]
[MARGARET.]
Richard, it's Olivia.
[OLIVIA.]
I feel fine.
Seriously, you guys, I really think I'm gonna nail this thing.
Like, defy expectations.
You know what I mean? The intensity of the contractions increases as we get closer.
Thank you, Captain Buzzkill.
[SIGHS.]
I really appreciate you being here.
Yeah, but are you sure that you want to be here? Because it feels a little weird.
Oh, my God.
You have to stay.
You are literally the only normal person in my life.
[JULIA.]
Pozole, very spicy.
It will help with the contractions.
Thank you.
[DOORBELL RINGS.]
Ooh.
When was your last contraction? Um, I think 15 minutes ago.
It's all good, sweetheart.
You're already looking good under pressure, baby.
Oh, I'm kind of immune to pressure.
My therapist said that it was sociopathic, but mostly I just don't care.
Oh, everything about you just feels so safe.
[CHUCKLES.]
Don't you worry, this is gonna be a safe, peaceful space for you.
Move that big-ass coffee table.
And the rest of this furniture.
I want the birthing pool right there with a plenty of space for Mama to move around obstacle-free.
Hey, what are you for? - Me? - Yeah.
Um, well, I am here for overall emotional support and music.
I have the baby's arrival song.
Sounds like a lot of nothing, but if it keeps her happy and you out of my hair, then proceed at will.
What is taking you so long? I really don't think this is a one-man job.
It's quite heavy.
[JO.]
Maybe take the books off the table.
- Oh.
Oh.
- Oh.
[PANTING.]
Shit.
- Are you okay? - That's way bigger than the last one.
Richard, I do not feel good about this.
I don't know how it can possibly be safe.
Maggie, Maggie, calm down.
You need to calm down.
- How can I? - You know, statistically, home births are safer than hospital births, ma'am.
Where'd you get that? Bullshit-dot-com? Where's Olivia? In your bedroom, Mr.
Graves, getting checked.
Thank you.
Yeah, you're at about a four.
We need to get you to 10 centimeters.
The size of a bagel? It's never gonna fuckin' happen.
Sweetheart, how are you, honey? Okay.
Well, I'm, uh, halfway between a banana chip and a Ritz cracker.
Okay.
I'm feeling very nervous about all of this.
Tell me you are prepared if anything were to happen.
[OLIVIA.]
Okay, Mom, enough with the ifs.
I'll be damned if I'm not gonna ask the questions you don't find important regarding your safety.
[SIGHS.]
It is an honor to meet you, Mr.
President.
What the hell you supposed to be? Phoenix.
Your daughter's doula.
Get the hell out of here.
As you wish.
Hey, Iz.
Hey, this is so exciting.
Hey, old man.
- Sammy.
- Hi.
Oh.
How ya doin'? Well, not good.
I'm a little scared.
Well, don't be.
You're gonna be an amazing grandpa.
Well, let it get it here first.
Oh, shit.
All right, look, I don't wanna go blind, so if your vag is out, just tell me and I swear to fucking God, Olivia, if you think it's gonna be funny by lying, - there's no comin' back.
- Okay, it's not out.
You're safe.
- Hey, Mom.
- Hi, sweetheart.
What the fuck is going on? - Nothing, dear.
- It's fine.
Oh, bullshit.
[MARGARET.]
Okay.
Ms.
Crawford, oh, I just couldn't feel more helpless.
Can you just explain to me what the mother of the mother is meant to do during these pagan birthing rituals? I tell every grandma in wait, all we need them to be is a loving and calm source of support, which I have no doubt you already are.
[OLIVIA/JEREMY/JO LAUGHING.]
- [JEREMY.]
That's funny.
- [MARGARET.]
Okay.
Cute, aren't they? I never met a child, be it five or fifty-five, who didn't lean on smart-ass when they need us most.
You're very good at what you do.
I know.
Hey, did she say anything about me? Okay.
Don't you dare try to fuck my midwife while I'm having this baby.
I'm talking about Mom, Liv.
What? I don't know.
What do you even mean? I don't get it.
[JEREMY.]
Whoa! His name is Jonathan! Whoa, a "J" name, just like mine.
That might get kind of confusing.
Ah, fuck it.
You know what, I'm just gonna call him Dad, 'cause that's what he is, right? - Deuces! - [OLIVIA.]
Oh, okay.
That is the single most passive-aggressive, yet aggressive thing I have ever seen.
[OLIVIA BREATHING DEEP.]
Seriously, Liv, I'm I'm kind of freaking out, you know.
[CHUCKLES.]
Oh, my, God.
Are you about to cry? Oh, my, God.
I can't fucking stop.
[SOBS.]
I mean, how do you do it? How do you bring an innocent child into this psychotic bucket of lies they call a family? Speaking of, I had Dalton take a paternity test.
Mom and Dad don't know but, you know.
[SIGHS.]
What? Okay, listen to me, baby brother.
Fun fact, I'm in labor.
Yeah, I'm not mad at you, but true story, my thing trumps your thing, so don't you dare tell them about that paternity test.
- Okay? - Okay.
Okay.
[SIGHS.]
[SNIFFS.]
Daddy.
[RICHARD.]
There's my girl.
[DEEP BREATHS.]
Is that my garden hose? We need to fill the birthing pool.
The bathroom sink was the closest.
[PHOENIX.]
Oh! [WATER FLOWING.]
Hey.
[LAUGHS.]
Oh.
[LAUGHS.]
- Oh.
- What? - Oh! - What's wrong? - What did they do? - [DEEP BREATHES.]
It's okay, Daddy.
It's just a contraction.
[JO.]
About three minutes apart? Good job.
We're getting there, babe.
Do you need a cold compress? Okay.
I don't have scarlet fever, Mother.
- [DEEP BREATHS.]
- When I had you, at this point I was full of drugs and watching Oprah.
Okay.
Not helpful.
I'm trying, Olivia.
What can I do, honey? Excuse me, ladies, but if you're okay here for a few, Olivia, I could use your mom's help.
Absolutely.
What do you need? Thank you.
- Once baby arrives - Yes.
Olivia's room should be a safe and serene space to nest.
Mrs.
Graves is looking for you, Julia.
Oh, right away.
I thought boiling water was only used in Westerns and places with the plague.
Jo needs it to keep the pool warm.
Hmm.
Okay.
The last time that I saw you, I was so wasted and I am so sorry.
Like, nine times out of ten, I'm like fun drunk, but that was not, okay? What? Yes, you you were fine.
Isaiah, you're being nice.
That was not fine, but you kind of made sure that I was, which you kind of always do.
And I'm glad you were at the show.
Oh, my God, yeah, Sammy, the show.
You were amazing.
Really? You liked it? I loved it.
Are you kidding? You are You blew me away.
And Katie loved it too.
She even loved it after you vomited everywhere.
- [HISSING.]
- [CHUCKLES.]
I'm just kidding.
Oh, my, God.
[DOGS BARKING.]
[OLIVIA DEEP-BREATHING, MOANING.]
Breathe, baby girl.
You're doing good.
[MOANS.]
Oh, you guys, I don't feel so good.
- Okay.
What do you need? - I'm just I'm both starving and wanna vomit.
Oh.
Phoenix, what's the temp in there? Almost 95.
Okay.
Somebody go make Olivia a sandwich, a little food will help with the nausea.
I call this the Human Totem.
Oh, my God.
- [JEREMY.]
Hey, Dad.
- Hey.
Liv, wanted me to make her a sandwich.
You know, I saw that video that you sent your mother.
Fuck.
Dad, I'm sorry, I, um Well, for what? I was drunk, and that was so stupid.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Jeremy, I can't imagine how tough this is for you, so, you know.
[SIGHS.]
You know it's not your fault, right? - Oh, yeah.
- Okay.
Yeah, yeah.
Well, that's what I was looking for.
Yeah.
[FEMALE VOCALIST.]
With this world of trouble All around us Holy shit.
Oh, no, I wanted it to be surprise.
It is.
[OLIVIA PANTING.]
This is Helpful? Actually, yes.
You're welcome.
[SHUDDERING.]
Oh.
Oh! Oh, my God.
Oh.
What? Oh, God.
Oh, oh.
[MARGARET.]
What's the matter, honey? This is different than the others, - something isn't right.
- Oh, okay.
Okay.
What's happening, Jo? [JO.]
Let's check you out.
I'll take your vitals, we'll listen to the baby's heartbeat.
We'll see what's going on and make sure everything's looking good, okay? What can I get you, honey? Please, let's just give her some space.
[SONG CONCLUDES.]
Babies are a fuckin' trip, aren't they? [RICHARD.]
Indeed, Sammy, indeed.
I'm guessing it wasn't really like this when you had Olivia and Jeremy.
Uh-uh.
Olivia was quick, like a fireplug.
She wanted to get out here and start screaming as soon as she could.
Hmm.
Shocker.
And Jeremy two days Margaret labored with him and they finally pulled him out by his feet.
I didn't know a baby could look so pissed off.
Like father, like son.
[SIGHS.]
Yes, yes.
Let's release that pressure.
Is she okay? It was nothing.
Just felt different and it scared her.
On the other hand, she's almost fully dilated, but her contractions are slowing down.
- That's not good.
- No, ma'am.
But not bad yet.
[OLIVIA BREATHING HEAVILY.]
Olivia, are you okay, honey? God, I'm fine.
Mother, please, just everybody, everybody just leave me alone for a second.
[BREATHING HEAVILY.]
[CRIES.]
I'm too tired, I can't do it.
- It's okay, honey.
- You can do this.
Warm water will help, okay? Just take it easy.
Olivia, please let me take you to the hospital.
- No! - I'm begging you.
Mother, I said no! [JO.]
Okay.
Okay.
Easy now.
Mrs.
Graves, I'm going to respect Olivia's wishes until I see an immediate safety issue.
Olivia, honey, please listen to me.
Mom, Mom, stop.
If this baby doesn't come, and I mean real soon, I'm calling the hospital.
I'm gonna go mix up a little labor-ade, lemon juice, honey, coconut water, might help us along.
Let's give Olivia a moment, to shut her eyes and soak, yes? She needs to rest.
[EXHALES.]
[BABY COOS, LAUGHS.]
[BOY.]
I love you, Daddy.
Ha ha ha! [ALL.]
to you Happy birthday to you [WOMAN.]
Make a wish.
Richard, I'm just sick with worry over this medieval insanity.
She's a grown woman, Maggie.
It's what she wants.
You've been hiding in here the whole time.
Is it because you're just as scared as I am or do you just not wanna be in the same room with me? Tell me again, Maggie, there is no way that Dalton is Jeremy's father.
I don't know.
That's not good enough.
It was a mistake, Richard.
And you and I, we we got through this decades ago.
So I'm a mistake now? That's great, that's just fucking great.
Forget what I said.
We're not doing this now.
Oh, Richard, wait, goddammit.
Please, just talk to me.
You wanna talk? I'll listen, Mom, unless it's like last time, when you lied straight to my face.
Jeremy, I did not lie.
It's complicated.
Doesn't seem that complicated.
Seems like you were banging the wrong guy and you got knocked up.
Hey, Liv, it's not your fault, it's genetic.
Enough.
The situation that's complicated.
Yeah.
Well, guess what, I got Dalton to take a paternity test so that should un-complicate things real fast.
[OLIVIA.]
Stop.
Knock, knock.
I said, knock, knock.
[ALL.]
Who's there? Your very pregnant daughter who's contractions have now completely fucking stopped because herself-absorbed family can't get their shit together to make her safe, at-home birthing space be a safe, at-home birthing space.
We're sorry.
I'm sorry.
Everyone's sorry.
You did it anyway.
You told them.
Tonight.
- Liv, I'm sor - [OLIVIA.]
No.
I don't want you guys around me for this.
Please leave.
Can you please ask my mother to leave? And call the hospital.
Listen to me, stalled labor happens, and in most cases it's only temporary.
We can wait a bit, a half hour, see if we can kick this thing back in gear.
Forget it.
Make the call.
Hang the phone up, Jo.
Mrs.
Graves.
Hang up the goddam phone.
What are you doing? We're havin' a fuckin' baby.
Come on, lean back to me, I'm here.
I want you to just relax.
My precious baby girl, I love you so much.
I'm here, you're so safe.
Okay.
All right.
Now, I want you to take a really deep breath and let it out slowly.
Just relax, I'm right here, I'm holding you.
Everything's fine.
That baby girl's coming out real soon.
That's it, thank you very much.
Can I do anything for you, sir? No, I'm okay.
No.
Thanks, though.
But go get some sleep.
I really don't mind staying up with you.
I know, I know.
But somebody needs to be rested tomorrow in case she needs something.
- Okay.
- Yeah.
Well, congratulations.
- Grandpa.
- [LAUGHS.]
Thank you.
Oh, boy.
Hey, um, I wanted to tell you it was really amazing seeing you in there with Olivia, you were really great today.
It's really cool to see that.
Thank you.
Okay.
Good night.
Good night.
You know, I I really don't give a fuck what a paternity test says.
[GRUNTS.]
Do you fee like you wanna push? Deep breath.
[GRUNTS.]
[WOMAN SINGER.]
You can blame me Try to shame me And still I'll care for you You can run around Keep pushing.
Even put me down - Still I'll be there for you - You got this.
The world May think I'm foolish - [BABY CRYING.]
- They can't see you Like I can Oh, but anyone - She's beautiful! - Who knows what love is - Will understand - She's beautiful.
She's beautiful.
Look what you did.
I just feel so sorry For the ones Who pity me [RICHARD.]
What a beautiful baby.
Thanks, Dad.
Yeah.
What's her name? I, uh, I don't know yet.
Okay.
Can I hold her? I know I'll know to ever let you go Oh, is more Than I could ever stand Oh But anyone Knows what love is Will understand [BIRDS CHIRPING.]