Army Wives s04e15 Episode Script

Previously on Army Wives There's not much of a lunch crowd.
With the deployment, this is kind of the new normal around here.
We may not be married anymore, Pamela, but we'll always be connected.
Could I buy you a cup of terrible coffee? No, thanks.
Come on.
You gotta let me do something.
- You fixed my buddy's shoulder.
- That's my job.
Take guys like you.
You're goofing off playing football one day, - and you're on my table the next.
- Yeah.
Your legs blown off, faces burnt, bleeding out.
You do what you can.
That's all any of us can do.
We're closed! What? You're open till 10:00 every night.
Yeah, there's a tournament tomorrow.
- Just a few minutes? - I can't.
- Why not? - Rules.
Insurance.
It's really important.
Hey.
I know you.
You're You're Emmalin Holden, the goalie, right? Yeah.
You busted your leg, right? And my knee.
Six months ago.
Haven't been on the ice since.
You don't remember me, do you? It was the academic decathlon last year.
I was there from Madison High.
I answered the question about semipermeable membranes.
Sorry.
Really? So the highlight of my academic career just buzzes right by you.
Forget it.
I'm Zach.
- Emmalin.
- So your leg's back in shape, huh? I hope.
Okay.
I can give you And please try to stay on the stuff I haven't done yet.
- Right.
Thank you.
- All right.
Yeah.
Whoa! - Careful.
You okay? - I'm okay.
How's it feel? It feels great.
What are you Whoa! Sorry.
Nice.
Really nice.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
"When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes "I all alone beweep my outcast state, "And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries.
" That's Shakespeare you're snoring at, woman.
Well, if you're gonna snore, snore at the best, right? Yeah, it's really nice, Roland, but I don't think poetry slam is really gonna fly at the Hump Bar.
No, but it might help me get some sleep.
I'm surrounded by philistines.
All of you.
Problems sleeping? Let's just say a comfortable position does not exist with this.
Seriously, you guys, help me out.
Since the deployment, I'm dying here.
How about beer pong? I hear it's a real crowd-pleaser.
Yeah, if you want a bar full of screaming undergrads with fake IDs.
No, thank you.
You could always take the low road.
I mean, what's the best way to get men into a bar other than poetry? No way.
Come on.
I'm not going the wet T-shirt route.
Oh! I know.
Speed dating.
My cousin does that in Boston.
How's it work? It's a round-robin.
Guys, girls.
You spend a few minutes with each person.
You talk, you drink and you move on, but she says it really fills the place up.
Sounds like fun.
I'm going back to my poetry slam.
- Speed dating, huh? Mmm-hmm.
You should've seen me.
I was totally back, Mom.
- Oh, I wish I'd been there.
- You're not mad? No, no, no.
I needed to do this by myself the first time back.
I am thrilled for you, honey.
Good.
I can't wait to tell Dad.
Yeah.
Okay.
The first few steps, I was really nervous.
In fact, I almost fell.
Zach had to catch me.
But then it all came back, like that.
I mean, I was working every edge.
I was doing pivots and C-cuts.
I wasn't babying my knee at all.
- That is so great, Em.
- I know! I'm gonna contact Woodsen first thing in the morning, see if they'll give me a tryout.
Perfect.
Wait.
One question.
Who's Zach? So, I've got a surprise.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
My PET scan results today showed great improvement.
That's outstanding, Joan.
Dr.
Patterson says if my tests check out this week, it's okay for me to start light exercise again.
So, since things are going so well, I was thinking I could take care of Sara Elizabeth myself tomorrow.
I ran it by Dr.
Patterson.
She signed off on it.
Okay.
I officially declare tomorrow "Mommy-daughter Day" in the Burton house.
Good.
Oh! And one more thing.
Hmm? Gin.
Imagine losing weight while just watching television.
With the Crunch-a-nator 2000, you can lose all that ugly belly fat with absolutely no effort.
Hello? Hello? What was that? She's going towards the noise.
Are you a total idiot? Who does that? Run away.
Run away! Told you.
Morning, Sherwood.
Nice day, huh? Yep.
Not too hot yet.
Ooh, I don't know about that.
I thought I saw a lot of heat a moment ago - between you and that medic.
- We were just talking, Sergeant.
Right.
Look, we're in tough country.
I need your head in the game and not in the clouds.
Understood.
Now on the flip side, you guys are both the same rank, and what I can't see, I can't address.
We clear? Good.
Do your job.
Make sure she does hers.
Be discreet.
Roger that.
When exactly did we lose contact? just like last time.
Good morning, General.
Mr.
Keen, once again I have lost radio communication with my forward observers.
As I explained, General, the microwave amplifiers I don't want explanations, Mr.
Keen.
I want results.
If you tell me we have over-the-horizon capabilities and yet we are effectively limited to line-of-sight contact, then we have got a serious problem.
Lives hang in the balance.
Let me be clear about this.
If I am not equipped with a new supply of working radios by the end of the day tomorrow, I will file a formal complaint with Washington, and we will be looking for a new contractor.
General Holden.
Anne Perkins, sir.
I oversee Mr.
Keen's group from Washington.
So it's you I should've been addressing right now.
Exactly.
The buck stops with me, General.
We can do better.
We have to.
And as you say, lives depend on it.
We've had trouble with this amp supplier before, and as far as I'm concerned, they're history.
Just get me my radios.
See to it.
General Holden, I'd love to pick your brain for other ways my company could better serve the Army.
I have a lot on my plate, Ms.
Perkins.
Maybe when I'm back stateside.
I would like to find ways to help before that.
I'm only here two days, and any ideas you have, I could work on from back home while you're still in theater.
You have to eat, don't you? Lunch.
1200.
My office.
30 minutes.
Thank you, General.
I've got an updated checklist right here.
Dr.
Garland's office has moved, so the new number is - Roland, you are worse than I am.
- You're right.
Don't worry about it, Daddy.
We got this.
Right, baby girl? Okay.
You two have fun.
Bye.
- You call me if you need me? - Roland.
I'm just saying Bye-bye.
It smells so good.
Yeah, I was just doing some baking.
I know.
I couldn't sleep, so I decided to make some care packages for Frank and Jeremy.
Oh! And the entire division, from the looks of it.
Look, honestly, I just needed something, anything to take my mind off the fact that my belly itches, and I have heartburn, and my boobs, I mean, look at them.
They have their own zip code.
- May I? - Yes.
And I can't sleep, and I can't take anything for any of it, and on top of that, it's allergy season.
You know what you get when you mix hay fever with a small human being pushing on your bladder? - A lot of 20-yard dashes.
Excuse me.
- Aw! Hey, Roxy.
What's up? - Sorry to bother you.
- It's cool.
We're code 7.
Oh, God.
Code what? Sorry.
Food break.
Boone's waiting on a bag of boiled peanuts.
You're coming tonight, right, to the speed dating? No, I wasn't planning on it.
Why? Well, because I'm very nervous.
What's wrong? You're not getting any interest? No, just the opposite.
I'm getting a lot of male interest.
I need more females.
Like a certain single redhead that I know.
Wait.
You are not asking me to participate.
Who knows? You could meet someone.
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
- Pamela.
- No, Roxy.
My dating life is on hold, forever.
This whole thing was your idea.
You have to help me out.
You're seriously trying to guilt me into this? Maybe.
Is it working? Not really.
Margaritas.
I've got a sitter.
You could drop Katie and Lucas at my place.
Free babysitting.
Please.
I'm desperate.
Fine.
I fold.
Yay! Okay.
It's gonna be so much fun.
I said I'm coming.
Don't push it.
Okay.
Sorry.
See you tonight.
Joan.
Hey.
What are you doing here? I had my lunch hour free.
Just thought I'd check in.
- Hi.
You expecting someone? - Matter of fact, I am.
- Who? - You.
What? I knew you couldn't stay away.
You had to check in on your little girl and your big girl.
- So you made all this? - I did.
Took me longer than it used to, but it's all edible, I think.
Come here.
It's good to have you back, soldier.
You did this? No.
Zach.
He's like a pro with this stuff.
Put together clips of my old games.
- Yeah.
It's great.
Yeah.
- I know, right? I was thinking of sending it to Coach Sullivan at Woodsen, tell him I'm back on the ice.
Perfect.
You should.
- Yeah? - Yes.
Send it.
And, while you're at it, why don't you invite Zach for dinner? - Mom.
- What? I'd like to meet the boy wonder.
We're just friends.
And we have your friends for dinner all the time.
Unless you have something to hide.
- No.
- No? - Well, then invite him.
- Okay, fine.
I'll call him.
Good.
With the sheer volume of data we're now capable of transmitting, efficiency suffers due to processing time.
In short, we get buried.
The Army needs a way to assess all of that incoming information quickly and securely.
That's something we could definitely look at.
We should eat this while it's hot.
It's not Citronelle, but it's not bad.
Citronelle.
That's my favorite restaurant in Washington.
Mine, too, when I can get a table.
Next time you're in DC, I'll have the company treat us both.
Thank you, but I'm just as happy with a burger and a beer, which I can always get.
So I'm curious.
What's a two-star think about when he considers his future? Why is that? Well, someone with your knowledge and leadership experience would be a tremendous asset to any defense contractor.
The Army's my career, Ms.
Perkins.
And you've had a great run.
But what now? You know, not a lot of upward mobility for a two-star, and unless you're angling for a Pentagon desk, and I'm guessing you're too independent for that Don't be so sure.
And there are other jobs.
Not many.
I mean, an 0-8 salary is enough to keep you in burgers and beer for as long as you like, but General, with your background, you could make four or five times that in the private sector.
I serve my country.
So do we.
Just from a different side of the street.
And, General, I'm telling you right now, Kensitron would move heaven and Earth to have a man like you aboard.
Thank you.
It is flattering, but I'm not interested.
Well, you don't have to give me your answer right now.
I just did.
All right, listen up.
We will be the first unit to patrol this sector since it was cleared of IEDs.
It's a wilderness outside that wire, gentlemen.
Remember your training.
Maintain discipline and we'll be fine.
Any questions? All right.
Move out.
Claudia Joy? Ah! There you are.
Beautiful as ever.
I'm afraid I only have a minute today.
I wasted lunch listening to a contractor give me the hard sell on why I should jump to the private sector when I get home.
Oh! What did you say? I said forget it.
Right.
What? Nothing.
Come on, Claudia Joy, I know that look.
What's on your mind? Well, it's just with law school and Emmalin going off to college, I've been thinking about what's next.
You know, our next chapter.
There's gonna come a time when we settle down for good, right? Yep.
Not for a while, I think.
I know.
Just food for thought.
General.
- Yeah.
I'll be right there.
- I gotta go.
- Okay.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Give Em my love.
Incoming casualties.
Prep six large-bore IV's of O-neg.
- What happened, sir? - Foot patrol.
IED.
- Which team? - We'll know when they get here.
Two down.
12 minutes elapsed.
Callaway, you're doing great.
Clear a path.
Johnson, you're gonna be okay.
Right over here.
Who have we got? Private First Class Callaway and Specialist Johnson.
Hang in there, guys.
Hang in there.
Gabriel, I need those lines prepped.
I need to know his blood pressure right now.
Roger.
190 over 80.
Hey, bud.
You're here.
I'm gonna take care of you, all right? - Hey, bud, stay with me.
What's his pulse? Pulse is 60.
Weak and thready.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on.
Get a tourniquet on that leg.
Stop that bleeding.
Can I get a pulse oximeter on him, too? Flatline! I got it.
Charge to 300.
Clear! - Anyone else? - No, that's it.
- Hey, Roxy.
- Denise! - What are you doing here? - Just stopped by.
See how it's going.
Dude, she is not available.
Is that not obvious to you? Seriously.
- Okay.
- Hello.
- Do you need any help? - No, no, no.
I'm fine.
Just sit down, relax.
The fun is about to begin, I hope.
Chief.
What Oh, God.
Please do not tell me that there's something wrong in the kitchen.
No.
I got my sister to cover for tonight.
She's done it before.
Why? What's the matter? Are you sick? No.
Okay.
Then what is going on? I'm just looking for a little love.
Oh! Of course! You look great.
Good luck.
- Pamela.
Hi.
- Hey.
So you got a big turnout.
Can I go now? - No, because I still need women.
- Roxy.
Look, I gotta get things started.
But you never know what could happen! Yeah, I do.
Agony.
Hey, y'all.
Hi.
Welcome to the Hump Bar's first-ever speed-dating event.
The way this works is at the end of each round, you take your scorecards and you mark "yes" or "no," and then at the end of the night, if there are any match-ups, then I'll pass along your phone numbers, and you lovebirds can take it from there.
Each round is three minutes long.
And I know that might not seem like a lot of time, but we all know that Cupid can be a quick operator.
Any questions? Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines.
Ready.
Set.
Date! - This is so good, Mrs.
Holden.
- Good.
- Would you like thirds? - Yeah, that'd be great.
I'd love that.
- Okay.
- If it's not too much trouble.
No.
No trouble at all.
I've missed cooking for a real eater since Emmalin's father deployed.
- Hey, I eat.
- Yes, you do, but not like that.
My mom says I'm a bottomless pit.
- I can see why.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.
- How am I doing? - Good.
- You think I should eat less? - No.
It really is good.
I know.
My mom is a great cook.
So, any word back from Woodsen yet? Not yet.
- They're gonna take you.
I don't know.
Well, I do.
You're a star.
And anybody who sees that video will know that.
There you go.
Thank you.
Looks great.
So, I've been thinking that we should put Emmalin's hockey video on YouTube.
Yeah.
Absolutely not.
Why? It'd be a great promotion for you.
You just want people to see your movie.
You have to admit, I mean, it's up there with Rocky.
Are you interested in film, Zach? Just as a hobby, really.
I'm gonna major in marine biology.
Really? Where? UNC Chapel Hill.
I got in early decision.
Wow.
He's a science geek.
Emmalin.
It's okay, Mrs.
Holden.
Geeks are in right now, so That's excellent.
Chapel Hill isn't so far from Woodsen, either.
Mom.
Could you pass the salt? Thank you.
What do you think? No spilling.
I like it.
To you.
Oh, wait.
I want to show you something.
You're returning to duty? Restricted duty.
Rear detachment command.
It's mostly liaison work, managing information between the division and the families.
But I am so excited to get back in uniform.
That's fantastic.
Well, I still have to keep up my therapy, of course, but It's time for me to get back to work.
I can't believe how far you've come.
I have a ways to go yet, but, Roland, I'm so lucky.
My TBI was mild.
Some of the soldiers I met in rehab, in fact, most of them, will never return to duty.
I know.
I couldn't have done it without you.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
- You're welcome.
- Thank you.
- Goodness.
- Mmm.
Thank you.
- Can I come in? - Mmm-hmm.
Well, I finished my paper, finally.
So I think I'll take a hot bath and go to bed.
Okay.
I like Zach.
- Really? - What? Mom, you are so obvious.
There's nothing wrong with being hospitable to a guest.
Mmm-hmm.
Seems like a really nice guy.
He's smart, together, kind.
He is.
Oh, I've got an e-mail from Coach Sullivan.
What's he say? "Dear Emmalin, I'm glad to hear you've recovered from your injuries "and appreciate your inquiry, but I'm "I'm afraid our deadline passed weeks ago.
" "We've already sent our letters of intent to the Woodsen team for next year.
"Wishing you all the best.
" Honey, I'm sorry.
It's okay.
- Sweetheart.
- No, really.
I mean, who was I kidding? I should've known it would be too late.
Switch! Hi.
I'm a Pisces.
What are you? Now the larceny charge, total frame-up.
I'll admit it wasn't my car, but I can explain that.
And who thought I would be single at 72? But here I am, offering wisdom, kindness, stamina.
Hey, there, red.
Chase? So, what is a nice girl like you doing in an embarrassing situation like this? Helping Roxy.
What else? What about you? I lost a bet.
- I'm serious.
- So am I.
Some of the Delta boys were having a little card game, and the loser had to come here and find a date.
- Didn't see you here before.
- I just got here.
I wasn't exactly in a hurry.
- No kidding.
- Not a lot of fun to be had here, huh? No.
- That's a little harsh.
- What? I was being nice.
Listen, my deal is I have to walk out of here with a date.
So how about we slip away, find some pizza and beer and solve both our problems? Switch! Works for me.
Enter.
Evening, General.
My apologies for the late visit, but I fly out tomorrow, and I wanted to update you on the radio issue.
- Is it resolved? - Yes.
The shipment of new units just arrived, and they'll be programmed, ready to go out tomorrow, 0600.
Good.
I appreciate the follow-through.
Of course.
Now that I'm officially off the clock, I was wondering if you wanted to join me for a little drink? Tempting, but I'll have to decline.
CENTCOM bans alcohol consumption in theater.
Can't make an exception? An officer leads by example.
Even when no one's looking? Especially when no one's looking.
Oh, well, suit yourself.
So, not a lot to do around here in the middle of nowhere.
How do you let off steam? We keep busy.
I appreciate the update, Ms.
Perkins, but if you'll excuse me, I have to cut this meeting short.
I'll be gone in the morning.
But I won't.
Good night.
All right.
Have a good night, you two.
Wow, there really is a lid to every pot.
Uh, what's going on here, Denise? Well, I finished in your office, and so I organized the bottles alphabetically with subcategories by country of origin.
Okay.
You are gonna come home with me, because you are officially a hazard to yourself and others.
Yeah, no.
That's okay.
Don't worry.
Roxy, I don't want you sleeping on the couch.
Oh! I don't mind.
You take the bedroom.
You need a good night's sleep.
Really, it's okay, Roxy.
It's better I stay out here, 'cause I feel my heartburn flaring up and it just gets worse when I lay down.
And there's no chance I'm gonna sleep tonight, so I'll just watch some TV or something and try to zone out.
Really? We got DVDs.
No, really, it's okay.
I could watch anything right now.
I saw this infomercial last night about this egg thingy that removes dead skin from the bottom of your feet.
And then I realized I can't even see my feet.
Oh, Roxy, what am I gonna do? Frank is gone and Jeremy's gone, and I'm so tired.
And I just feel like I'll be tired for the rest of my life! And, well, the baby's not gonna sleep for months.
And then she's gonna need carpool and then she'll be a teenager and she'll hate me and want to hang out at the mall all the time.
Oh, God.
And then she'll go to college and she'll meet a boy and she'll get married and she'll What if it doesn't work out and she moves back home? And then I'll hate her.
Or what if it does work out, and she has babies, and then I'll be a grandmother and I'll have to watch them, and then the babies won't sleep.
And then what am I gonna do? Okay, okay, okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's all right.
Okay.
Come here.
- Come sit down.
- Okay.
Come here.
Yeah, it can be a bit overwhelming, huh? Yeah.
Just slow down.
Breathe out.
Sometimes we just need a good cry, you know? So just cry it out.
You can just bawl it out.
Just cry.
Just Look.
Denise? Oh! Okay.
I'm just gonna ease you back onto the couch, I'm just gonna ease back.
Easy.
Okay.
All right.
I'm just gonna No.
No.
Nope.
Not gonna happen.
Okay.
I can't even tell you how good this tastes.
The taste of freedom.
I was dying.
No kidding.
The singles scene.
It's a jungle out there.
- Spoken like a true Delta operator.
- I'm just telling it like it is.
Yeah? Why? What happened with you and Kristy? Nothing ever happened with Kristy, Pamela, because nothing ever got started with Kristy.
- Chase - Seriously.
We hang out.
She's a good friend.
She's great with the kids.
But she's so young, you know? - Yeah, I know.
- Not like that.
When I told her that I met The Boss during his Born in the U.
S.
A.
tour, she said, "I thought you weren't allowed to talk about work.
" - You are making that up.
- I swear to God.
- And what was your response? - Well, you know me.
- Yeah, I do.
- I just ignored it.
I'll bet you did.
This is nice.
Yeah.
It is.
Chase.
We can't do this.
I know.
Okay.
We have this This really good divorce going.
Let's not screw it up.
Right.
Okay.
I'm gonna let myself out.
Mom? Mom? Really? That is so great.
Oh, I can't wait to tell her.
I really appreciate this.
Thank you again.
Okay.
Bye.
Emmalin! Em! Mom, it's way too early for that kind of volume.
Wait till I tell you who I just got off the phone with.
Coach Sullivan.
What? I called Grace, you know, Professor Shuster, and she put us in touch.
Turns out he has an assistant coach in Raleigh - for an athletic conference.
- Yeah? And he's coming down to see you.
- You're kidding.
When? - Nope.
That's the tricky part.
Today.
Today? This afternoon.
It's the only time he has available.
I haven't stopped a shot in six months.
You don't want me to call it off, do you? No.
No, I can do this.
- Wow.
Thank you, Mom.
- Yes.
Yay! My God, I gotta call Zach.
Uh One minute, Private.
General Holden.
I owe you an apology.
Last night I tend to be a little single-minded when I see something I want.
It serves me well with work, sometimes a little less so in other areas.
Apology accepted.
My offer still stands, my professional offer.
Whenever you're ready to discuss options outside the Army, we're ready to listen.
I'll keep that in mind.
Travel safe.
Thank you.
So nothing happened.
- Uh-huh? What do you mean, "Uh-huh"? I mean, if that's the story you want to tell - That's all that happened.
- Uh-huh.
Okay, there might have been a moment where things could have gone differently.
What do you mean, "a moment"? Well, he We kissed.
- Oh, my God.
- No, it's not what you're thinking.
It was really It was very sweet.
You know, we were relaxed, laughing.
We had some beers.
But I knew it was trouble, so I got out of there.
- Good for you.
- Mmm.
It wasn't easy, believe me.
- So how did Chase handle it? - He's okay, I think.
It just took us both by surprise.
What is with your neck? Denise stayed over last night.
It's a long story.
So what happens now? Nothing.
We've crossed that bridge.
We're not going back.
Good.
So you can be at my next speed-dating event? No, not in a million years.
- Pamela.
- Roxy, I'm serious.
If I ever even hear the term "speed dating" again, I can't be held responsible for my actions.
Okay, I'm off to the commissary.
Bye, my child.
- Did you remember the list? - Yep.
I got it.
It's right Hey, Joan, what kind of lime chips do you want? What? What are you talking about? What am I talking about? It's right here.
Lime chips.
That says "lamb chops.
" It says How do you get lamb chops out of that? Wait.
That's a "B"? - Maybe I should use block letters.
- No, it's not to worry.
Got aluminum foil? - That's "olive oil.
" - I was kidding.
Good.
- You had me worried for a second.
- Sorry.
You know, the doc says my handwriting may never fully recover.
No, it's just one day at a time, wife.
And for the record, I'm good with lime chips.
See you.
- Say, "Bye, Daddy.
" Say, "Bye.
" Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Hey, Gabriel.
What's going on? I don't know what I was thinking.
I can't be seeing you.
- We're the same rank.
It's okay.
- That's not what I'm talking about.
Then what? I'm engaged, Jeremy.
I have a fiancé back home.
So just forget about it.
Today we are here with top hockey prospect Emmalin Holden.
How are we feeling today, Emmalin? Like I'm gonna throw up.
Zach, turn that off, okay? Sorry.
Just trying to loosen you up a little.
Forget it.
I mean, I haven't even tested my knee on a butterfly slide yet.
The doctor wouldn't have cleared you if he didn't think you could handle it, honey.
Mrs.
Holden, I'm Charlie Motts, assistant coach at Woodsen.
- Hi.
- Good to see you again, Emmalin.
- Thanks, Coach.
- Thank you so much for coming.
We wouldn't be here if we didn't think it was worth a shot.
- That highlights reel was impressive.
- Thank you.
I directed it.
- That's Zach.
- Okay, let's get to it.
I asked a couple league players to come and take shots on you.
- You good with that? - Yeah, no problem.
- You ready? - Ready as I will ever be.
Let's do it.
Good luck.
You got it, baby.
Hey, Dad, guess what.
I'm going to Woodsen to play hockey.
She was amazing, sweetheart.
You would have been so proud.
- Mom.
- Yes.
Hey, General Holden.
Your daughter's awesome.
Zach, stop being such a dork.
- Oh.
We miss you.
Hurry home.
- I love you.
Be safe.
Who's Zach?