08x17 - No Miracle Worker

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

-[cicadas chirping] -[Olivia] This is great.

My own mom doesn't trust me.

I'm not an addict.

Good. Prove it.

Oh, come on, Mom.

[sighing] I don't have hangovers.

I'm not a junkie.

What about your depressions?

Everyone gets depressed.

It doesn't mean I'm hooked.

[sighing]

Brian, honey, go put on your PJs.

I'll be in to tuck you in in a minute.

Go on.

Olivia, your depressions are a symptom of your addiction.

You love the highs, but you can't cope with the lows.

-Oh, you're an expert now? -No, I'm not an expert.

If I were an expert, I'd have spotted your problem a long time ago.

I can take it or leave it.

Is that a problem?

If you can leave it, why haven't you?

I have.

We'll see.

[gentle woodwind music]

How long do I have to stay out from school?

What difference does it make, Olivia?

You haven't been going to school anyway.

You've been going to cocaine and God knows what else.

And I'm sick of it.

I'm sick of your lying and your cheating and your stealing.

And you're going to stay here, home with me.

Until I'm convinced you're through with all of it.

-Now go to bed. -This is insane.

You have really gone off the deep end when I can't even go to school.

-Go to bed, Olivia. -No.

-You cannot run my life. -[Abby] Go...

You can't stop me.

...to bed.

No.

[instrumental music playing]

Go to bed.

[Olivia sighing]

I'm pretty tired.

I think I'll go to bed.

[instrumental music playing]

[Karen] Is Anne gonna pick you up at Kennedy?

No, I'm going to rent a car.

Oh. Well, that's a--

that's a long drive, isn't it?

Yeah, but it'll be a nice drive.

What time does the plane leave?

Around midnight.

Oh, well, we better get going then, because...

You don't have to drive me.

-I want to. -No, no problem.

I'll call the shuttle.

Oh, okay.

[chuckling]

If you want to drive me, you can drive me.

-Oh, no, no, no. -It's fine by me.

-No, no problem. -That's all right.

Whatever you want. Here.

-Good book. -Oh, good.

Yeah, I'll finish this.

So, uh...

are you going to, uh...

take that sweater?

I'm wearing it.

Oh, good.

Because I really, uh...

I really think it looks nice.

Oh.

-What's that supposed to mean? -Nothing, I just-- I--

it's always been one of my--

I think it looks nice.

What?

What?

-I'm going to see an old friend that I haven't seen-- -Girlfriend.

-...In 20 years and we're gonna talk about a daughter-- -A girlfriend.

...That I never knew existed and my wife says I look nice.

Well... you do.

[laughing]

-You're not gonna be jealous, are you? -Uh-uh.

Of course I'm not going to be... jealous.

I have no reason to be.

[slow jazz music]

I plighted my troth to you.

Not her.

I do like you in this sweater.

All right, forget the sweater.

Sweater goes. I don't need to wear it.

If you don't like the sweater, I'll wear something else.

No big deal.

I want you to wear this sweater.

Later.

[instrumental music playing]

Hi, honey.

Come on, sit down.

[instrumental music playing]

You know, she's not the worst person in the world.

I know.

I mean, even for a sister.

I know.

Well, I hate it when you guys fight.

[sighing] I do, too.

I think she's really trying.

I hope so.

I hope so.

[instrumental music playing]

[cicadas chirping]

[door creaking]

[dog whining]

[tense orchestral music]

What are you doing?

Were you trying to sneak out?

I just wanted to take a walk.

Well, the next time you want to take a walk,

you take a walk with me, all right?

What's all this?

You've been outside already, haven't you?

What were you doing out there?

I wanted some fresh air.

You know, even in prison, they'd get exercise.

Where did you go?

Nowhere, just outside.

Oh, really?

Well, what did you get outside, huh?

What did you bring back in here?

Nothing.

You lied to me again.

You told me you wanted to go for a walk,

and you've already been for a walk.

What difference does it make?

You expect me to lie.

Oh, you'd be disappointed if you couldn't criticize me about something.

Oh, stop it, Olivia.

No, I mean it.

I figure it's my job to be the person that you can b*tch at.

[loud smack]

Mom!

Brian, go to bed, please. Right now.

-Why can't I tell him what awful thing I did, huh? -Oh, just shut up, Olivia.

-Brian-- -Do you want to know what this is all about, Brian?

All right, honey, just go back to bed.

I took a walk, Brian.

That's what this is all about.

I just took a walk!

You get in bed.

Get in bed!

[window clicking]

[Abby sighing]

[Abby] Move over.

Oh, boy, company.

Shut up, Olivia.

-Can't I say-- -Not a word!

Not one more word from you!

Say goodnight.

[melancholic woodwind music]

[Abby sighing]

Do we have to sleep with the light on?

[instrumental music playing]

Thank you.

[instrumental music playing]

[Karen singing]

♪ ...heart of my true love... ♪

[phone ringing]

-Hello? -Hi!

Oh, what's the matter?

Ah, nothing. The flight was delayed.

Oh, um...

-can I pick you up? -No, no, no.

It's only gonna be about a half hour, 45 minutes, you know.

I'm glad you called.

Yeah. I didn't wake you, huh?

-[Karen] No. -Oh, good.

So...

everything's okay?

Yeah.

Good.

Good.

Uh, good.

[announcer] Mrs. April Carr, please pick up...

-Well-- -I love you.

What?

-I... -Yeah, hey, I love you, too.

I'm happy I wore the sweater.

[Mack laughing] Okay.

I gotta go, I guess.

Bye!

[announcer] Dr. Michael Greenbaum,

please pick up a white courtesy phone--

[gentle music]

[Abby sighing]

Olivia.

Olivia!

[Olivia] What?

What are you doing in there?

[Olivia] I'm busy.

Open the door.

[Olivia] I said I'm busy!

Olivia, you can have your privacy. Just unlock the door.

[sniffing, sighing]

If I unlock the door, I won't have any privacy.

[Abby] Olivia?

[instrumental music playing]

[frenetic string music]

[slamming on door]

[Olivia] Mom!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Mom, just wait a minute!

Mom?

Mom!

-Mom, stop it! -[Abby] Brian, go to bed!

-Come on, Mom! -[Abby] Go to bed, Brian! Now!

Mom!

[instrumental music playing]

All right, give it to me.

-Give it to me. -I don't have anything.

-[Abby] Give it to me! -I don't have anything!

Just stand over here.

-[Brian] Stop it! -Go to bed, Brian!

You stand right there and don't you move!

[Olivia sighing]

You think hiding when you're taking drugs

is gonna make any difference, Olivia?

You think I'm not gonna know?

I wasn't doing anything!

I was just...

[instrumental music playing]

Didn't you know it would float?

[Olivia gasping]

I can't trust you when I can't see you.

So you're not gonna have any privacy anymore.

You wanna get high, you let us watch you get high.

[instrumental music playing]

[birds chirping]

Look, I got it all worked out.

I-- I can get you the money tomorrow.

[sighing] No, he doesn't know anything.

That's why I can't get it to you yet.

[horn honking]

[sighing] No.

I gotta go, okay?

Okay, thanks.

[horse whinnying]

Brian!

-[Brian] What? -I gotta talk to you.

-[Abby] Hi. -Hi.

-Thanks for coming. -Sure.

How is she this morning?

Well, as far as I know, she's straight right now,

but she just seems to have an endless supply.

Look, it's no big deal.

I just need you to pick up some homework assignments

and some handouts that I might have missed.

-All right? -[sighing]

Okay, but where do I--

No, I have a friend that knows where your school is.

He'll bring the stuff over.

He'll find you.

-Okay. -Okay.

Uh, Brian, um...

Listen, don't tell Mom or Gary.

Well, why not?

[sighing]

I just want to surprise them.

I want to do something that will impress them for a change, okay?

Okay.

Hey, Brian!

You about ready?

Let's get this show on the road.

Bye, honey. Hey, hey, hey.

[Gary] Olivia.

Uh, the offer's still open.

I'll take you to an AA meeting anytime you want to go.

Like I said, my idea of having a good time

is sitting around listening to a bunch of old drunks.

[laughing]

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't laugh, especially when you've gone

to so much trouble to be offensive.

And I shouldn't laugh when you say that I have

something in common with your AA friends, right?

[birds chirping]

[Abby sighing]

-[Abby] Where are you going? -Walking.

Where are you going?

With you.

[gasping]

Oh, my! This used to fit!

Fits fine.

-I look fat! -[scoffing]

Karen, you...

Wait a minute. Come here. Come here.

[mischievous music]

-Okay, now lean. -What?

Pull back like you're skiing. Pull. Go. Back.

There.

God. Did the cleaner shrink it?

I-- I don't know.

It was a big sweater.

Well, have you gotten to be a big girl?

[Karen] I'm afraid to weigh myself, and find out.

Well, that's not being very grown up.

Don't lecture me, Val. Wait a minute. Wait.

Val. Just-- just--

Look at me. Do I look fat?

-Turn around. -[Karen] Val!

No, you don't look fat. Turn around.

Come on.

Pull. Lean.

[grunting] Mack make his flight all right?

Well, he... it was delayed a half hour.

He's probably there now.

-He's rented a car. -Turn.

He's rented a car, and he's...

Lean.

He's gonna drive there. Maybe...

what are you-- Val! If I just put a belt on, I'd look thinner.

A belt?

Well, maybe a darker color.

No, forget a darker color. Turn around. The other side.

Looks great.

Why didn't Paige go with him? Lean.

Because she doesn't like her mother.

She said she'd disappear if her mother showed up here.

Okay, that looks great.

Huh!

Will you look at that? I'm not fat.

[instrumental music playing]

It was the sweater, right?

Quit worrying about Anne.

What are you talking about? I'm not worried about Anne.

If this is not worried, I'd hate to see worried.

[instrumental music playing]

[Val] Come on!

Yeah. Just whatever homework assignments

or handouts I might have missed.

Thanks a lot, Erin. Bye.

Erin Donahue?

Yeah, Erin Donahue.

She's bringing me what I need so I don't get way behind in my classes.

Oh, um...

I do have permission to keep up with my classes

that you make me miss, don't I?

[birds chirping]

[Anne] How about a swim first?

Yeah, just let me get my trunks out of the car.

I wouldn't if I were you.

I mean, won't it look ridiculous?

You in the water with trunks, and me...

like this?

Like this.

[gentle music]

[Anne] Did you believe me?

[Young Mack] Uh, nah.

[Anne] Yes, you did. You thought I was naked.

[slow jazz music]

[knocking on door] Anne!

[knocking on door] Anne!

Anne!

Now, what's the big deal?

Anne!

[Mack sighing]

[knocking on door]

[Mack clearing throat]

Good morning, sir.

Yes, good morning.

I'm Patrick Mackenzie for Anne, please.

I beg your pardon?

Would you tell Anne that Mack is here?

Hello, Mack.

I'll take care of this, Philip.

Yes, sir.

Hi.

And how was your flight?

[sighing] All right.

Well, I'm here to see Anne.

I'm sorry, Mack. She's not here.

And I'm just as surprised as you are.

[solemn music]

[Abby sighing]

[birds chirping]

[faint music playing on headphones]

Hey.

Hungry?

Oh, I don't know.

Honey,

about before...

when you're older, maybe you'll understand a little bit

how parents get kind of crazy sometimes when

they're afraid something's gonna happen to someone they love.

You still don't trust me.

I wanna trust you.

Tell me I can trust you. Promise me you...

promise me there won't be a next time.

If I promise, you still won't believe me.

It'll be a start.

[sighing]

Okay.

I promise.

Promise what?

[Olivia sighs] You know.

I wanna hear you say it.

I promise I won't use any more drugs.

[sighing]

Oh.

You can do it.

I know you can.

Good girl.

Hi, honey.

Hi.

Thanks.

Wait, Brian.

-What? -Um...

I finished my last assignment.

Would you bring it in for me tomorrow morning?

I told my friend you would.

[sighing]

Okay.

[Olivia] Brian.

I know. Don't tell Mom.

Brian.

What?

I really am trying.

I mean it.

I really am.

I know.

[Olivia sighing]

[mysterious music]

[Karen] Well, where is that?

[Mack] She's in the Caribbean.

St. Martin somewhere.

She's not scheduled back for a couple of days.

She changed her schedule without telling anyone.

Oh.

Well, didn't her father know when you called?

I don't know.

I guess this wasn't such a good idea.

Well, if she's gonna be back the day after tomorrow,

then maybe you should stay.

Stay? I don't know.

I guess there are a couple of things I could do, I guess.

Well, you could come back if you want.

But I think if it's only a day, then...

Well, it's a day and a half.

They are trying to reach her.

Well, do whatever you want, but I think

you should stay and get it over with.

[Mack] All right.

Just let me know so I don't worry.

Yeah.

All right. Okay.

-[Karen] I love you, Mack. -Love you, too.

Bye-bye.

[Winston] Are you comfortable here?

[Mack chuckling]

Well, you know, it's all right.

Because I'm not.

I mean...

I'm not comfortable facing you

after all these years, after...

[sighing] after all that happened.

[sighing] I suppose that...

someone like yourself looks at someone from

my generation as from another planet, huh?

Well, some of my best friends are from other planets.

I suppose the most difficult thing about being my age is...

trying to explain to a younger generation

that the things we did back then were--

were justified by circumstances and the times.

Well, it never occurred to me that she wouldn't...

try to contact you.

It never entered my mind throughout all of Europe. I--

I kept expecting you to turn up

because, well, I was prepared to...

well, be obnoxious and bitter, perhaps,

but I was prepared to accept you reluctantly

as my son-in-law, you as my son-in-law.

That was, if only Anne had stood up to me, but...

I'd have given in.

But she didn't stand up to me.

I don't blame her, of course. I raised her to be independent.

That was what I taught her, to be independent.

Independent enough to, well...

fall in love with someone like you.

[gentle orchestral music]

But not independent enough to stand up to her own father, and...

that's where I failed.

I'm sorry, Mack.

I'm sorry.

[cicadas chirping]

[eerie music]

[exhaling]

What are you doing in here?

Oh, nothing. I was just looking for one of my books.

Oh, it's so late.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

How come you're dressed?

I told you, I couldn't sleep.

Did you want to talk?

No.

Honey, come here a minute.

-What for? -Just come here.

Do you remember when you were little and you couldn't sleep?

You used to get to sleep in my bed.

-[Olivia] Mom. -[Abby] Remember?

-Mom... -[Abby] You want to sleep in here tonight?

No, thank you.

Okay, okay.

Give me a hug, anyway.

[quiet clinking]

Um, what was that?

Um, what?

-[Abby] What do you have in there? -Nothing.

[Abby] Olivia, are those my keys?

No.

-Give me my keys. -No.

-Give me my keys. -No!

Give me my keys.

Let go of me! Stop it!

Look what you did.

-Give me those keys. -No!

-Give them to me. -No.

Give me--

-Olivia, stop it! -Give them to me!

Give them to me!

Stop it, Olivia!

[Abby] Go to bed.

[Olivia] No.

Just go to bed, Olivia.

[Olivia] Give me the keys.

Just stop this and go to your room.

[Olivia] No, I will not go to my room until you give me the keys.

You-- you can't be trusted with keys anymore.

You never trusted me.

I have a right to get out of this house.

-[indistinct] -You have no rights!

No rights anymore!

[Abby panting]

[glass shattering]

Olivia!

Give me the keys.

[Abby sighing]

[Abby] Olivia, stop this.

Stop that!

Give me the keys.

[Abby] Olivia, just stop it.

Give me the keys.

Olivia!

Just give me the keys.

[eerie music]

No! No! No!

Olivia, what's wrong with you?

[grunting]

Can't you see yourself?

Can't you see what you've become?

Are you going to give me the keys?

[Abby sighing]

[Brian sobbing]

[birds chirping]

It's no problem at all.

We can wire these so that if they're open even this much,

the alarm will sound off.

We'll also tape these windows so that if an intruder breaks in--

I'm sorry, breaks the glass, then...

that'll break the circuit and set off the alarm.

She's not worried about anybody getting in.

She's worried about me getting out.

How soon can you have this installed?

In this room?

By this afternoon.

Good.

I'll get right on it.

You can't lock me up.

Watch me.

Just because I wanted to borrow some car keys.

The last time you drove a car, Olivia,

you almost k*lled yourself, and Lilimae.

It was an accident.

And she broke her arm. Big deal.

It is a big deal.

And so is breaking into my room at night and stealing,

and so is lying, and so is cocaine.

And so is the fact that you don't yet realize

what a really big deal it is.

[Abby sighing]

[dramatic music]

[sighing]

Oh, don't. No.

-You can't get in here. -[Olivia] I won't!

You're not going out of the house. Now--

Hi, there.

[Abby] Oh, great timing. Just great.

Excuse me.

Why don't you check Lilimae's purse?

Huh? See if she's carrying.

Give this back to Lilimae and apologize to her.

[Olivia] Do you want to check her cast?

Go to your room, Olivia.

How original.

[sighing]

[Lilimae] Wait for us outside a second.

I'm sorry.

I came to see if there was anything I could do.

I bet you never thought you'd feel sorry for me, did you?

Abby, why don't you take Brian to school?

I'll stay with Olivia.

Val can pick me up later, or I can take a taxi again.

[Lilimae] Take Brian to school.

-Goodbye. -[Abby] Bye.

[Abby gasping]

[solemn music]

Mom, you okay?

Mom?

Mom?

I think she'll get better, Mom. I really do.

She's trying. She--

She even did her homework. She's trying to keep up.

She did her homework?

Yeah. Yeah.

Homework, yeah.

Look, she did it. Look.

She didn't-- she didn't want me to tell you.

I think she wanted to surprise you.

I'm going to turn it in for her.

[Abby sighing]

Okay, Brian. I'll turn it in for you.

And I'm real proud of you for helping your sister.

See, I told you she was trying.

Bye, honey.

[Abby] You're a good boy.

-I love you. -[Abby] I love you, too.

[instrumental music playing]

[Lilimae] Do you know what a trout line is?

No, but I bet you're gonna tell me.

[chuckling] A trout line

is a fishing line that's strung across a riverbed.

Lies on the bottom, and there's a hook every...

every foot or so. I never did like trout lines.

People didn't intend for them to be cruel, but they are.

You put 'em in for catfish,

and every time you pull one up you find, oh, I don't know,

fish hooked every which way,

or a turtle snagged and swimming, swimming, never getting anywhere

or even a mud hen caught, couldn't get up for air.

Well, I used to pull up trout lines whenever I could get away with it,

and I would throw the dead ones away and...

let loose the wounded ones.

If you're trying to make me sick, you're doing a good job.

Your drugs have that same kind of effect on the people around you,

even when you can't see it happening.

I don't force drugs on anybody.

But you force other people to live with your drugs,

to live with their effects on you.

Save it, Lilimae.

If you're so good with advice, why did your son k*ll himself?

Maybe I'm too old to benefit from my mistakes,

but maybe you're not.

Homework!

You told him it was homework!

-How could you use your little brother like that? -[Olivia] No. No.

It's not bad enough that you use drugs.

You have to get Brian involved!

You have to send him out to buy the damn stuff for you!

-No! -No? Don't tell me no!

I've got the money right here!

Just wait and listen.

Listen to what? More of your lies?

Olivia, what is it?

They're expecting the money.

[Abby] Well, they're not gonna get it.

No. I mean they're ex...

they-- I owe it to them.

-So? -They're expecting it.

If he doesn't have it...

[Lilimae] Oh, my God.

[dramatic music]

Oh, God.

-Call the police, Lilimae. -[Lilimae] Oh, my God.

[Abby] Send them to Brian's school!

Olivia, tell me where it is! Come over here!

You feel sorry for yourself some other time!

Now you get over here and tell the police

exactly where Brian is!

Go on, dial 911!

[boy] What do you mean you don't have the money?

-Are you putting me on? -I don't have any...

I don't have any money. I don't know what you're talking about.

[boy] Come on, Brian. Don't mess around.

Really, I don't have any money.

[boy The homework, then.

-Give me your sister's homework. -Oh, the homework!

-[boy] Well? -Homework, yeah.

Oh, well, I don't have it.

But my... Wait a second!

I don't have... Will you...

[tense woodwind music]

[vehicle approaching]

Oh, no. No, you don't.

-[Olivia] Stop it. -Will you look at him?

Look at him! Look at him!

Look at him!

Look what you did to him!

Do your drugs mean that much to you? Do they?

Do they mean more than he does?

Brian, I'm sorry!

Olivia!

God, I'm sorry!

Olivia!

I-- I'm sorry.

I--

Mom, I'm sorry.

I'm so...

[Olivia sobbing]

[Abby shushing]

[solemn music]

[knocking on door]

[slow jazz music]

Daddy told me you were here.

Hi.

Hi.

[theme music playing]