The Big C (2010) s03e10 Episode Script

Previously on The Big C What would you say to headlining with me - in Puerto Rico? - That sounds like a gas.
You are a bitch! So sorry for your loss.
We're so excited about your talk.
It's been a rough week.
Who has taken a resort scuba dive before? What's with the plastic jewelry? They're my fish cards.
The buddy system is what keeps us safe.
Will you be my buddy? Shoot, am I too late? I wanna do that dive tomorrow.
- Okay.
- Hi.
I've returned with a new respect for my African roots.
So from now on, I want you all to call me "Ababuo.
" So the whole heaven thing, you're down with that? I'll meet up with you there.
I gotta be honest, I don't know if I can do this for another 40 years.
If you guys split up, I'm living with dad.
Dr.
Sherman, I'm sorry.
Oh.
I will come in next week.
I want you to ask yourselves, why are you really here? We only have a limited amount of breaths, right? How are we gonna use 'em? It's so hard to turn your life over step out of your comfort zone is this some kind of a joke? will someone wake me up soon and tell me this was just a game we play called life? Oh, God.
That was amazing.
I know.
The fish are so beautiful.
While you were watching the fish, I was watching you watch the fish.
You were so intent and-- and soulful and completely unaware of how perfectly formed your ass is.
And you are number nine.
What is your name? - Sean Tolke.
- Is this your buddy? Here's hoping.
What do you mean? - Who is your dive buddy? - Uh, Cathy.
I'm surprised she's not back here by now.
She likes to win.
Do you remember when I told you what the number one rule was? Uh, never leave your buddy.
And the number two and three rules? - Never leave your buddy? - And what did you do? I left my buddy.
Look, she gave me the finger underwater.
Okay, I-- I didn't feel safe.
Well, she may not be safe now.
She's the only one not back.
She--she's a swim coach, dude, I-- She likes following rules as much as she likes making lists.
If she isn't back yet, it is-- it is really specifically just to piss me off.
We fuck around with each other like that.
Where did you leave her? Um, uh-- you know, there-ish.
One missing.
Look for bubbles.
Oh, God! Oh, shit! Oh, God! Aah! Aah! Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
I thought I was being sucked into something.
Where the hell is the dive boat? Did I--did I break that? I--really, I'm sorry.
Do you speak English? Okay, I'm sorry! It's a hole, not a tumor! Get over it! Hi.
First of all, I would like to share with you how much I regret taking four years of French.
Aah! My name is Cathy.
What is your name? Look, I'm sor-- look, I-- I need--I need to get back to the dive boat, or just at least to San Juan.
I'll--I'll figure it out from there.
No San Juan.
Esperanza.
I don't know where Esperanza is.
I don't know who Esperanza is.
I need to go to San Juan.
No.
No, no, no.
Please.
Shit, that's French.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
You take me to San Juan, I promise-- I promise I will send you some.
Look, oh, another word I know.
For your net and for the gas and for the time.
No, no.
Lots and lots and lots of.
Or is it "de Niro"? De Niro? R-Robert de Niro? "You talking to me?" Okay.
- San Juan? - San Juan.
Ah! San Juan! Thank you.
San Juan.
What's your name? Angel.
"Onhell"? Angel.
Angel.
- Oh.
- Angel.
Beautiful name For such a nice guy.
Ah! - Thank you.
- Thank you very much.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Can I take a picture? Of course you can.
Thank you.
Do you mind if I post this on my Facebook page? You can put it up on your hometown billboard.
- Thank you.
You were great.
- You're welcome.
Mmm, loving this stuff.
If I become a wino, I'm only drinking rum.
I'm gonna be a rum-o.
We should skip that good Friday parade and go on a rum tour.
No, I told Jessie I'd take a video of the parade.
It's supposed to be sad.
It supposed to be really important here--thank you.
Oh, wh--No, no, no, no.
Give that back.
I'm cutting you off, okay? I'm legal here in Puerto Rico.
You are still considered a naive little baby child.
Uh, they served me.
Okay, so clearly no one here cares but you.
Your mom is gonna care if I bring you back all loosey goosey.
Actually, she tried to get me to smoke pot the other day, so she'd probably jump for joy if I got drunk.
- Oh, no, she didn't.
- Yeah, she did.
Look, she's really starting to freak me out lately.
Well, if you're worried about her, why don't you act like the Christian you say you are and try to talk to her, maybe help her? Mmm.
Rum, rum, rum.
Uh, somebody should help you out, Ababuo Jackson, if that's even your real name.
Oh, yeah, wait.
It's not.
It might be.
I'm gonna change it legally when we get back.
Fine, let's drink to that.
Mmm.
Mm-hmm.
What's wrong with it? Has it ever done this before? Oh, do you have a telephone? A--a "tell-a-fo-no"? "Tell-a-fo-no.
" Ahh! Oh, there's no signal.
Oh, is that what you just said? Look, I really, really-- I need to get in touch with my family because I'm sure all the other divers are back by now.
I don't want them to think that something terrible has happened to me.
I mean, not that this isn't great, because under any other circumstance-- Ay ay ay! Shh! Yeah.
Oh, God, I'm hot.
I'm hot, and I don't Feel good.
I feel like I'm being squeezed to death.
Ugh! Ah! Please don't look directly at my thighs.
I wish I had some heels to elongate my legs right now.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
That's nice.
Smells a little fishy, but can't blame you for that.
You you want me to fish? My family is somewhere out there, probably thinking I am dead.
I'm sure that they have called out a search crew for me by now.
I'm going to owe the government of Puerto Rico thousands and thousands of dollars.
And you-- you want me to fish.
You know what, angel? It's an excellent point.
What the hell else am I gonna do? Hey, my friend got swept out to sea on a dive once, and it took the rescuers an hour and a half to find her, but they did.
They never give up.
Oh, and she was alive when they found her because she told me the story.
I shouldn't have left my buddy.
Hey, I really think they'll find her.
Everybody thinks it's my fault.
They probably think I lured her out here to murder her.
You know, people do that.
I wouldn't, but people do.
Okay, in just a few minutes, we're going to take everybody back.
Wait, wait, wait, you-- you can't just leave her out here somewhere.
A rescue diver is in the water.
Another boat is on its way.
Oh, f-- I love the sound of rain hitting the roof, especially at night.
When Paul's snoring, it really drowns that out.
You know, early in my marriage, I started fantasizing about living alone in a cabin.
Not because I didn't love Paul or want to be married, I just Missed alone time.
And then we had Adam, which was amazing, but You know, it was like I was always a fly on the wall, watching myself play all these different roles.
"I am doing my wife thing now.
"I am cooking a meal for my family.
"Oh, I'm doing my mother thing now.
I am a teacher teaching.
" And then I'd go into my mind to this little, tiny cabin in the woods where I wouldn't have to hear Adam fart and then laugh about it or hear Paul's pee hit the water in the toilet before he came to bed.
And I could just-- I could read.
And I could write.
And I could figure out how I could Be happy.
You know, I think I've been low-grade discontented for a long time.
Ah! Oh, I got one.
Oh, I think I got one.
Yeah.
I got--I got-- I did.
Ah! I did! I got one! Look! Hoo-hoo! Oh, hooray for me! Oh, I did it! Oh! Oh, why did I ever stop fishing? I gotta be honest with you, angel.
I feel incredibly useful right now.
Like my sole purpose in this very moment was to catch that fish and I nailed it.
No! No-- No.
Stranger, please get these plantains away from me before I balloon up and float away.
Don't worry, I will-- I will grab you by the toe and pull you back down.
Now--now I appreciate that.
Oh, could I have one of the specialties of the-- of the house, please? I'm Brandy.
I'm Brian.
So we're just gonna let the engine rest and hope that it self-corrects.
- Is that right - Angel? Angel.
Angel.
Angel.
Do you have any kids, angel? Any? , eh! That's my second Spanish word.
Might be speaking fluently by the time I get off this boat.
Any? Mm.
A baby.
Aww.
You have a baby.
That's great.
That's still a baby.
Your wife, oh.
She is beautiful.
I have a son.
Um, son.
He's older.
You know, I read something a long time ago that said children of divorce are more likely to get divorced themselves, unless the parents split after the kid turns 12, because that's when their moral center is formed.
I never thought Paul and I would split, yet for some reason, that logged in my mind.
"Just get Adam to 12.
" He's 16 now.
In some countries, he's a man.
He can run a country.
He can fight a war.
He can raise a family.
He's turned into his own person.
I think now I probably need him more than he needs me.
Slow down.
You're killing my rum buzz.
Uh, either they wanna beat me up, or they want me to play with them.
- Do you care? - Go for it.
I'll sit here and work on my tan.
What's up, man? Adam.
Adam.
Nice to meet you.
Hello.
Hello.
Are you here for the Viernes Santo? If that's the good Friday parade, then I guess so.
I want to tour the rum factory, but my friend is a religious freak.
I'm just regular religious myself.
Where are you from? Africa.
You do not sound like you are from Africa.
Well, I'm currently living in Minneapolis, Minnesota.
My name is Miguel.
Nice to meet you.
It's amazing how weightless you feel in the water.
You know, it's just, like, like flying.
I can remember hoping every night before I'd go to bed that I'd have a flying dream.
It's just amazing how realistic they are.
I can remember thinking in my dream, "Wow, I have to remember when I wake up that I can fly.
" Okay.
Done peeing now.
Ah.
Ahh! Oh! Thank you for not doing that while I was in the water Like, over my head or something.
We are living a strange reality out here, angel.
You know, we're, uh, just down here shooting our commercial for a couple of days.
And I own the company, so you know, I try and take work in tropical locations whenever I can.
Hmm.
So since you're traveling for work, is your wife missing out on all the fun? My wifedied of cancer last month.
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
Well, look on the bright side, it's better than going through an ugly divorce.
Oh, my God! Why did I possibly say that? I'm still reeling from my own divorce.
I'm so sorry, Brian.
I'm mortified.
Don't even think about it, seriously.
Look, I mean, at least you tried.
Most people just sit there, you know, and say nothing.
Sir, this man's next ten drinks are on me.
Oh.
And then when it rains in the winter, the water covers the trees, and then it freezes, so it looks like they're made of ice.
I'm actually designing a line of dresses loosely based on icicles.
There's a really great design school in Minnesota I'm trying to get into.
So you're from Minneapolis, but your name is Ababuo, and you wear a scarf on your head like an African princess? Well, my people are from Africa, and so this just reminds me of where I'm from.
But you were born in America.
Why not wear a wig like George Washington? Are you giving me shit, Miguel? Or--or a robe like Christopher Columbus? That slave trader? You're definitely giving me shit.
I'm just saying, everyone has more history, good and bad, than they can wear on their bodies.
Why not wear it in your heart? It's easier.
- Just my advice.
- Miguel! Oh, excuse me.
God, those guys play soccer ten times better than anyone back on my team.
Well, that can't be hard.
Uh, why's your new boyfriend taking off his clothes? Holy Bible! I was talking to Jesus.
Whoo! Ah! Hey! Whoo! Well, Brian It been a real pleasure meeting you.
Oh, no.
You're leaving me? Mm, I have to get out of the sun and the heat.
But you're, um, welcome to join me for another drink in my room.
Um I-I like drinking.
And I like you.
So why not? - They'll find her.
- Oh, yeah.
You keep saying that, but you don't know.
I believe in focusing on the positive, otherwise life is so negative.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Fuck your positive energy! And fuck you.
It's your ass's fault that I left her.
It's also my--my-- my dick's fault.
I should have been protecting my buddy, but I was following my dick instead.
I hate my dick! And I hate your ass! What are you-- what are you doing? I'm gonna find her myself! - No! Get the fuck-- - What are you doing? I need to borrow your boat! Get the fuck off, man.
Shit.
Gah! Ah! This is, like, the lamest parade I've ever been to.
We're supposed to be reflecting on the death of Jesus, although that's who I really feel bad for-- Jesus's mama.
She birthed him in a barn with no place to clean herself up.
She sacrificed herself for him.
And what does she get in return? Front row at his crucifixion.
Hey, Mary.
Hey, girl.
You need somebody to wipe your brow? I am right here.
I'm Andrea.
No--oh, I see, you busy.
I get it.
I thought you were Ababuo, birthed of Africa.
I am, baby, in my heart.
In my heart.
Sh--here, here, here.
Let me help you.
What? Oh.
Oh, my tattoo.
Eh? My tat? Yeah, it's a-- It's a "C".
"C" for "Cathy.
" And for "cancer.
" Cancer? What do you know? It's the same in every language.
I have cancer.
I wanna say I had cancer, but I can't.
I'm sorry for your dad.
Can I tell you something I haven't told anyone yet? My doctor called me yesterday.
He told me my tumors are growing again.
Which really sucks.
Because I've been doing this treatment and everything was going so well and I really-- I really thought that I was gonna beat this thing That my tumors were gonna disappear, and in some weird world, I was gonna live forever.
Do you know what I think, angel? I think I'm gonna die within a year.
It feels good to cry.
I've been trying so hard just to find my joy 'cause I thought I was supposed to be happy, or I was supposed to make other people happy, or I was supposed to make my kid think I'm happy, butI just should have cried more.
I should just cry more.
Do you have a pen? A pen so I can get your address and send you some money.
Drink, drink, drink, drink! Not on my fucking vacation.
You know where it is.
Go look it up in the file! I don't wanna go! I wanna play! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! Angel! Angel! Angel! Angel! Angel! I'm sitting on my stoop just thinking about the friends I used to know summers we spent outside slapping time on our thighs smiling as the boys walk by then a breeze begins to blow and I know it's time to go inside but wait birds fly away they seek shelter trees stand strong Esperanza.
Esperanza.
They don't falter I'm walking down the street the people I pass we nod our heads and go shuffle our feet away never more than hello