Nurse Jackie s02e12 Episode Script
Years of Service
Previously on Nurse Jackie Could either of you ladies tell me where I might find Jackie Peyton? Sam called.
I need to break up with him.
I don't know whose MRI you saw, but it wasn't hers.
Yes, I understand that.
-I need to talk to you.
-Later, I promise.
Totally willing to keep the campaign going.
I'll, I don't know, pay out of pocket.
I could pay for the ad space.
You need to promise me that we're not gonna take that money.
I promise.
Have you seen your new school? Give me that phone! Please tell me you didn't take her fucking money.
-Seriously, Kevin.
-Dad! -Kevin, don't do this! -Where are you going? Kevin, please get back in the car.
You're freaking them out.
-Hey, Dad, what you doing? -Sit back down, Fi.
I'm not getting into an enclosed space with you.
You should sit back with Grace and me.
It's okay, you guys.
I just need to stretch my legs.
He's having a tantrum.
You know what, guys? There's nothing to worry about.
Daddy and I used to do this kind of thing all the time.
Actually, Grace, you're right.
I'm having a tantrum, but it's totally okay.
I'm walking it off.
You know what? You're right.
He's having a tantrum, and it's totally okay.
Nobody has to worry about Daddy.
Don't talk to me.
Hey.
He called me.
Asked me to come and get him.
Tell me you didn't fucking say anything.
"Thank you" would've been cool.
I can't believe you left me on the side of the road.
I can't either.
-I took the money -I don't give a fuck why you took it.
It doesn't matter.
It does matter, Kevin.
You're right.
I'm not here.
Not in the way you are.
When they fall down, they run to you.
There are days when I look at them and I think, "You know, what the fuck? I gave birth to you" And I fucking hate myself for being so selfish and for being competitive.
You keep saying we don't need anybody's help, we're fine, but I don't have the peace of mind that you do, Kevin, and I'm fucking jealous that you can sleep at night.
Yes, I took the money, and I'm sorry, but I did it to help us, not to rip us apart.
Did you always know you were gonna take it? Think.
I pretended to consult you about it, but You knew that, baby.
You always know that.
I knew you knew it.
It never even occurred to me.
I keep telling you, I'm no prize, and you won't listen.
-Is that everything? -I love you, Kevin.
Yes, that's everything.
Hey, Dad, did you walk all the way home? -I came home on a motorcycle.
-Did we get a motorcycle? He got a ride.
From Eddie.
-I was up.
-Everything is okay.
You know that, right? She left them in the door.
We could've been robbed.
I was just gonna say that.
What if somebody got in? I'd have protected you.
Yeah, but you weren't here.
You guys are so smart.
-Can I ask your opinion about something? -No.
It's for Lenny.
Too much? Yes, if you just want to be friends, no, if thanking him for years of service.
See, that's what's bothering me.
Kind of hate that I saw it and thought of him.
-She broke up with you, didn't she? -Yep.
I'm sorry, man.
Between us, you are dodging the world's biggest bullet.
-I am? -You are.
All that tie-dye hippie, everyone-is-equal shit, it's all for show.
She wants to be a doctor's wife.
Pretty much said it out loud.
And that fucking cat.
Dude! -You slept with her.
-Yes, I did, my friend.
-Friend? -That's why I'm telling you.
What the fuck? Why would you want to be with someone who has a thing for doctors? You're a nurse.
You deserve better.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Jackie? You are not gentle.
Why can't you be more gentle, like her? -Yes, she's perfect, I suck.
Whatever, Coop.
-May I? I am so gonna fire that guy.
So what if I slept with his girlfriend? People need to grow up.
Yeah, firing Sam would be very grown-up on your part.
-Heard you officially broke your nose.
-People need to mind their own business! That we do! I am sorry I couldn't talk last night.
I figured you'd rather talk in person anyway.
It seemed important.
Well, no, actually, I'd rather have talked to you over the phone.
I went up to ortho, Jackie.
You hear that? There's something in the ceiling.
What, no duck sauce? Follow me.
-It was just duck sauce.
-Stop talking.
-You have got to be kidding me.
-Okay, excuse me.
-Hey, I'm Lenny.
-Hey, Lenny.
Someone is smoking.
What kind of moron does that in a hospital? I will find you! -Well, hello.
-Where are you? In my office, under a pile of paperwork.
You? God, you are a worse liar than I am.
You're in the old hallway.
I can hear your heels all the way from the chapel.
God, don't tell me you've been reduced to prayer.
I'm getting there.
Kevin left me last night.
He's back in the house now.
And I knew I was fucking up with you.
Look, I tried to tell you, I did not want an MRI.
I know.
I know.
You're afraid to see the damage.
I remember.
I'm more afraid of seeing that there's nothing wrong with me.
I mean, there's plenty wrong with me.
-I never lied about the pain.
-I know that.
And how you manage the pain is a private matter.
But I involved you, and I am sorry.
Well, it probably doesn't help that I'm shoving checks in your purse and telling you to get MRIs and generally looking the other way, but honestly, Jacks, you're an adult and you're my favorite reason for coming to work.
I check the nursing schedule to coordinate my shifts with yours.
That's sweet.
Come on, let's go, then.
Light some candles, repent for our sins.
-Might be fun.
-Rain check? -You're really awful.
-That's what I'm trying to tell you.
Zoey! -Fully clothed! -In a chapel.
Really trashy.
The entire nation, Dr.
Cooper, is experiencing a nursing shortage.
-I'm hesitant to let anyone go at this point.
-But he broke my nose.
It's my understanding that it was already broken.
He slept with my girlfriend.
Really, Dr.
Cooper.
You get to be a doctor.
Isn't that enough? -Am I fired? -Yes.
There is a chain of command here.
I'm extending your probationary period.
You can thank me by not assaulting any more of my staff.
-See? -I have something for you.
-A bill? For what? -Ad space.
You said you wanted to be the face of All Saints.
Six more weeks.
Knock yourself out.
Someone is smoking! Here, right here.
I'm coming to get you! Get me a ladder.
No.
I got it.
Flashlight.
Jesus Christ, it's God.
-What are you doing? -I'm watching over my flock.
-You're smoking.
-I'm God.
I can do two things at once.
Yeah? Well, do them in your own apartment.
There's vermin in my building.
They're fumigating and I can't breathe.
I see.
You can't stay here.
But it's cozy, and I can keep an eye on shit.
I'm not ready to walk among you.
-There's a lot of pain down there.
-I have candy bars in my office.
You got a TV? Now, you tell me where and when to meet you, because otherwise, I'm coming down there, and you can deal with me then.
Your choice.
-Can I smoke? -No.
I talked to your landlord.
He said that it should be safe for you to go back tomorrow morning to your apartment.
You can stay here till then.
-Below the ceiling.
-You are good.
Hi.
-Jackie around today? -Nice to see you, Mr.
Martin.
Yes, try the nurses' station.
Cheers.
I got a bad feeling about that guy.
Now, is that any way to talk about one of your flock? -He's not one of mine.
-Hush.
That was a perfectly good nose.
Now it's all fucked up.
What the fuck? Oh, my goodness.
Okay.
Come on in.
Wow, you are drunk.
I know you don't like me, but Lenny, this is my mom.
Mom, this is Lenny.
"Hello, Mrs.
Barkow.
What's up?" -Isnât he great? -Zoey, are you alone? -Yes.
-Okay.
Listen very carefully.
I need you to get Thor.
Tell him I need a wheelchair, three blankets, -a liter IV and four of Zofran, now.
-Okay.
-So what's going on? -He's totally wasted.
We have to keep him awake or he's gonna aspirate.
-The basement.
-Yep.
We're going down.
-Whatever.
This is none of my business.
-Did she give you a whole song and dance about her fucked-up back and her horrible life? 'Cause I'm telling you, you can't believe a word she says.
That's not true.
Did she tell you that I refused to take money for the girls? That I made her promise me, on our daughters' lives, not to take your fucking money? Did she tell you that part? I didn't think so.
You know the drill.
Stay awake.
Do not pee yourself.
There is a sink over there if you need it.
Where is Thor? -Why are you helping me? -Because you are fucked up, my friend.
Vodka and Hawaiian Punch, like a gallon, really, really fast.
-I thought you were a pill guy.
-I would have had to steal pills.
That would've made me feel bad.
Sorry.
Thought of a way to keep him awake.
Had to run back up for a sec, and you will be so glad I did.
Give me your shoe.
-I gotta head back up.
Just keep him awake.
-Jackie.
Jackie.
Two minutes.
I love you guys.
A five, six, seven, eight.
Look alive, Sam.
Again.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Sam.
Hey.
How are you? -What a fucked-up day.
-I hear you.
Thank you for bringing Kevin home.
-Eddie, it's all crashing down around me.
-I know.
So -Step aside, right? -I gotta put my marriage back together.
Yeah.
The fucked-up thing is, I want to do it for Kevin as much as I do for you.
-He's, like, cut in half, man.
-Yeah, I know.
-You gonna be okay? -You know me.
Anyone who knows you knows they don't know you.
See? You know me.
-What are you doing? -I don't know.
I don't know.
Come on.
Give it.
Uber.
-I can't believe you did this.
-Neither can I.
What's it for? Years of service? I hope so.
Man, I feel bad.
All I got you was duck sauce.
-Yeah, you got the better end of the deal.
-Seriously.
Stop walking.
-A slippery little thing, ain't you? -I'm sorry, do I know you? -I want my drugs.
-I have no idea what you're talking about.
-You stole $12,000 worth of Roxies off me.
-So what are you, a drug dealer? Why don't you call the cops? They can handle this.
You don't want to fuck with me.
You come into my hospital and you fucking threaten me? Do you have any idea how many cops are gonna be up your ass -if you lay a fucking finger on me? -How many? Oh, my God, he's not a friend of yours, is he? I love you just a little bit more than I did an hour ago.
Hey, guys! Hey, guys! -Hey, babe.
-Hi.
Just so you know, we've got company.
Wow.
Great.
Well, hi.
Welcome.
We have some cake.
-What's up? Where are the girls? -Let's just sit down for a minute.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
-No fucking way.
-It's okay, Jacks.
No, no way.
You have to leave right now.
I'm sorry.
Where are the girls? My sister's, and I asked her to come.
Okay? You are fucking hilarious.
He fucking hates your guts.
You hate her guts.
You invited her all the way out here to Queens to fucking gossip about me? -This isn't what this is about.
-Do you think anybody wants to listen to what you have to fucking say about this? You're a drug addict.
And you're a fucking idiot.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
Yeah, you know what? You're fucking pathetic, both of you.
Hi, my name is Jackie.
I'm a drug addict.
Blow me.
I need to break up with him.
I don't know whose MRI you saw, but it wasn't hers.
Yes, I understand that.
-I need to talk to you.
-Later, I promise.
Totally willing to keep the campaign going.
I'll, I don't know, pay out of pocket.
I could pay for the ad space.
You need to promise me that we're not gonna take that money.
I promise.
Have you seen your new school? Give me that phone! Please tell me you didn't take her fucking money.
-Seriously, Kevin.
-Dad! -Kevin, don't do this! -Where are you going? Kevin, please get back in the car.
You're freaking them out.
-Hey, Dad, what you doing? -Sit back down, Fi.
I'm not getting into an enclosed space with you.
You should sit back with Grace and me.
It's okay, you guys.
I just need to stretch my legs.
He's having a tantrum.
You know what, guys? There's nothing to worry about.
Daddy and I used to do this kind of thing all the time.
Actually, Grace, you're right.
I'm having a tantrum, but it's totally okay.
I'm walking it off.
You know what? You're right.
He's having a tantrum, and it's totally okay.
Nobody has to worry about Daddy.
Don't talk to me.
Hey.
He called me.
Asked me to come and get him.
Tell me you didn't fucking say anything.
"Thank you" would've been cool.
I can't believe you left me on the side of the road.
I can't either.
-I took the money -I don't give a fuck why you took it.
It doesn't matter.
It does matter, Kevin.
You're right.
I'm not here.
Not in the way you are.
When they fall down, they run to you.
There are days when I look at them and I think, "You know, what the fuck? I gave birth to you" And I fucking hate myself for being so selfish and for being competitive.
You keep saying we don't need anybody's help, we're fine, but I don't have the peace of mind that you do, Kevin, and I'm fucking jealous that you can sleep at night.
Yes, I took the money, and I'm sorry, but I did it to help us, not to rip us apart.
Did you always know you were gonna take it? Think.
I pretended to consult you about it, but You knew that, baby.
You always know that.
I knew you knew it.
It never even occurred to me.
I keep telling you, I'm no prize, and you won't listen.
-Is that everything? -I love you, Kevin.
Yes, that's everything.
Hey, Dad, did you walk all the way home? -I came home on a motorcycle.
-Did we get a motorcycle? He got a ride.
From Eddie.
-I was up.
-Everything is okay.
You know that, right? She left them in the door.
We could've been robbed.
I was just gonna say that.
What if somebody got in? I'd have protected you.
Yeah, but you weren't here.
You guys are so smart.
-Can I ask your opinion about something? -No.
It's for Lenny.
Too much? Yes, if you just want to be friends, no, if thanking him for years of service.
See, that's what's bothering me.
Kind of hate that I saw it and thought of him.
-She broke up with you, didn't she? -Yep.
I'm sorry, man.
Between us, you are dodging the world's biggest bullet.
-I am? -You are.
All that tie-dye hippie, everyone-is-equal shit, it's all for show.
She wants to be a doctor's wife.
Pretty much said it out loud.
And that fucking cat.
Dude! -You slept with her.
-Yes, I did, my friend.
-Friend? -That's why I'm telling you.
What the fuck? Why would you want to be with someone who has a thing for doctors? You're a nurse.
You deserve better.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Jackie? You are not gentle.
Why can't you be more gentle, like her? -Yes, she's perfect, I suck.
Whatever, Coop.
-May I? I am so gonna fire that guy.
So what if I slept with his girlfriend? People need to grow up.
Yeah, firing Sam would be very grown-up on your part.
-Heard you officially broke your nose.
-People need to mind their own business! That we do! I am sorry I couldn't talk last night.
I figured you'd rather talk in person anyway.
It seemed important.
Well, no, actually, I'd rather have talked to you over the phone.
I went up to ortho, Jackie.
You hear that? There's something in the ceiling.
What, no duck sauce? Follow me.
-It was just duck sauce.
-Stop talking.
-You have got to be kidding me.
-Okay, excuse me.
-Hey, I'm Lenny.
-Hey, Lenny.
Someone is smoking.
What kind of moron does that in a hospital? I will find you! -Well, hello.
-Where are you? In my office, under a pile of paperwork.
You? God, you are a worse liar than I am.
You're in the old hallway.
I can hear your heels all the way from the chapel.
God, don't tell me you've been reduced to prayer.
I'm getting there.
Kevin left me last night.
He's back in the house now.
And I knew I was fucking up with you.
Look, I tried to tell you, I did not want an MRI.
I know.
I know.
You're afraid to see the damage.
I remember.
I'm more afraid of seeing that there's nothing wrong with me.
I mean, there's plenty wrong with me.
-I never lied about the pain.
-I know that.
And how you manage the pain is a private matter.
But I involved you, and I am sorry.
Well, it probably doesn't help that I'm shoving checks in your purse and telling you to get MRIs and generally looking the other way, but honestly, Jacks, you're an adult and you're my favorite reason for coming to work.
I check the nursing schedule to coordinate my shifts with yours.
That's sweet.
Come on, let's go, then.
Light some candles, repent for our sins.
-Might be fun.
-Rain check? -You're really awful.
-That's what I'm trying to tell you.
Zoey! -Fully clothed! -In a chapel.
Really trashy.
The entire nation, Dr.
Cooper, is experiencing a nursing shortage.
-I'm hesitant to let anyone go at this point.
-But he broke my nose.
It's my understanding that it was already broken.
He slept with my girlfriend.
Really, Dr.
Cooper.
You get to be a doctor.
Isn't that enough? -Am I fired? -Yes.
There is a chain of command here.
I'm extending your probationary period.
You can thank me by not assaulting any more of my staff.
-See? -I have something for you.
-A bill? For what? -Ad space.
You said you wanted to be the face of All Saints.
Six more weeks.
Knock yourself out.
Someone is smoking! Here, right here.
I'm coming to get you! Get me a ladder.
No.
I got it.
Flashlight.
Jesus Christ, it's God.
-What are you doing? -I'm watching over my flock.
-You're smoking.
-I'm God.
I can do two things at once.
Yeah? Well, do them in your own apartment.
There's vermin in my building.
They're fumigating and I can't breathe.
I see.
You can't stay here.
But it's cozy, and I can keep an eye on shit.
I'm not ready to walk among you.
-There's a lot of pain down there.
-I have candy bars in my office.
You got a TV? Now, you tell me where and when to meet you, because otherwise, I'm coming down there, and you can deal with me then.
Your choice.
-Can I smoke? -No.
I talked to your landlord.
He said that it should be safe for you to go back tomorrow morning to your apartment.
You can stay here till then.
-Below the ceiling.
-You are good.
Hi.
-Jackie around today? -Nice to see you, Mr.
Martin.
Yes, try the nurses' station.
Cheers.
I got a bad feeling about that guy.
Now, is that any way to talk about one of your flock? -He's not one of mine.
-Hush.
That was a perfectly good nose.
Now it's all fucked up.
What the fuck? Oh, my goodness.
Okay.
Come on in.
Wow, you are drunk.
I know you don't like me, but Lenny, this is my mom.
Mom, this is Lenny.
"Hello, Mrs.
Barkow.
What's up?" -Isnât he great? -Zoey, are you alone? -Yes.
-Okay.
Listen very carefully.
I need you to get Thor.
Tell him I need a wheelchair, three blankets, -a liter IV and four of Zofran, now.
-Okay.
-So what's going on? -He's totally wasted.
We have to keep him awake or he's gonna aspirate.
-The basement.
-Yep.
We're going down.
-Whatever.
This is none of my business.
-Did she give you a whole song and dance about her fucked-up back and her horrible life? 'Cause I'm telling you, you can't believe a word she says.
That's not true.
Did she tell you that I refused to take money for the girls? That I made her promise me, on our daughters' lives, not to take your fucking money? Did she tell you that part? I didn't think so.
You know the drill.
Stay awake.
Do not pee yourself.
There is a sink over there if you need it.
Where is Thor? -Why are you helping me? -Because you are fucked up, my friend.
Vodka and Hawaiian Punch, like a gallon, really, really fast.
-I thought you were a pill guy.
-I would have had to steal pills.
That would've made me feel bad.
Sorry.
Thought of a way to keep him awake.
Had to run back up for a sec, and you will be so glad I did.
Give me your shoe.
-I gotta head back up.
Just keep him awake.
-Jackie.
Jackie.
Two minutes.
I love you guys.
A five, six, seven, eight.
Look alive, Sam.
Again.
One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
Sam.
Hey.
How are you? -What a fucked-up day.
-I hear you.
Thank you for bringing Kevin home.
-Eddie, it's all crashing down around me.
-I know.
So -Step aside, right? -I gotta put my marriage back together.
Yeah.
The fucked-up thing is, I want to do it for Kevin as much as I do for you.
-He's, like, cut in half, man.
-Yeah, I know.
-You gonna be okay? -You know me.
Anyone who knows you knows they don't know you.
See? You know me.
-What are you doing? -I don't know.
I don't know.
Come on.
Give it.
Uber.
-I can't believe you did this.
-Neither can I.
What's it for? Years of service? I hope so.
Man, I feel bad.
All I got you was duck sauce.
-Yeah, you got the better end of the deal.
-Seriously.
Stop walking.
-A slippery little thing, ain't you? -I'm sorry, do I know you? -I want my drugs.
-I have no idea what you're talking about.
-You stole $12,000 worth of Roxies off me.
-So what are you, a drug dealer? Why don't you call the cops? They can handle this.
You don't want to fuck with me.
You come into my hospital and you fucking threaten me? Do you have any idea how many cops are gonna be up your ass -if you lay a fucking finger on me? -How many? Oh, my God, he's not a friend of yours, is he? I love you just a little bit more than I did an hour ago.
Hey, guys! Hey, guys! -Hey, babe.
-Hi.
Just so you know, we've got company.
Wow.
Great.
Well, hi.
Welcome.
We have some cake.
-What's up? Where are the girls? -Let's just sit down for a minute.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
-No fucking way.
-It's okay, Jacks.
No, no way.
You have to leave right now.
I'm sorry.
Where are the girls? My sister's, and I asked her to come.
Okay? You are fucking hilarious.
He fucking hates your guts.
You hate her guts.
You invited her all the way out here to Queens to fucking gossip about me? -This isn't what this is about.
-Do you think anybody wants to listen to what you have to fucking say about this? You're a drug addict.
And you're a fucking idiot.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
Yeah, you know what? You're fucking pathetic, both of you.
Hi, my name is Jackie.
I'm a drug addict.
Blow me.