Shameless

You really don't remember

what happened last year?

School. Now.

I dropped out.

Get your diploma, I'll get mine.

What you doing?

Studying.

You taking your GED? All right, Fi.

Estefania, Fiona.

You married a drug lord's daughter?

I'm not in love with her.

She doesn't love you either.

She's got this other guy Marco.

Marco, you're me now, take my identity.

If Este's dad comes looking,

she'll be married.

We can't have sex anymore.

I'm pretty sure that Jody's gonna propose.

You're better than this guy.

Stay the fuck away from me

and stay the fuck away from this baby.

Is it all right if I stay over tonight?

Couldn't go 12 hours without seeing me?

Went to the clinic today,

said me having kids, not likely.

No one said we have to stop trying.

Hello, boys.

We got nothing to be ashamed of.

Fucking world do you live in?

Officer.

Get on the ground.

This violating my probation? Heh, heh.

Unh!

Is it the baby?

No. It's you. Get out!

I really am so sorry about all of this

with Karen.

You deserve better.

Congratulations, my boy.

You hit the jackpot.

Frank.

What?

I think you should go.

Why don't you just live at your real home

with your real family?

I don't like them.

And they don't like me.

Hey, stop that! Hey!

Please just go. Leave.

Mind if I sleep here for the night?

It's no problem for me.

Legal resident here, Steve?

Name's Jimmy now.

"Steve" was an alias he used

to lie about who he was.

I wanna meet your family.

Sorry to be late.

These are Fiona's brothers, Carl and Ian.

Do they know you're gay?

I'm not gay.

Really?

It's coming. It's coming.

Whoo!

Doctor.

What's wrong with him?

He has Down syndrome, Debs.

Yeah, and he's Asian.

Take it back to the hospital,

somebody will want it.

I want it.

It's me or the baby.

The baby, sweetheart.

You know, you're gonna regret this.

I love you.

Are you gonna leave?

No.

Everybody always leaves.

I won't.

Ugh.

Morning, sunshine.

Why didn't you wake me up?

I gotta make lunches before work.

Already done.

Carl, my man,

would you like some more French toast?

Uh-huh.

Lip and Ian?

Already fed and gone.

Why are you eating a Popsicle

for breakfast?

Jimmy said it was okay.

Got your smoothie ready to go.

Where's Debbie?

Out front like always.

Morning, Debs.

One hundred and thirty-seven days.

When I was 9 he was gone for a year.

He always comes back.

Lunch.

He'll be back, Debs.

He always comes back.

Hey, señor.

Hey.

Hey.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey, help me.

You need help?

Yes, thank you. Where am I?

Juarez.

Mexico?

Did I miss Christmas?

Christmas?

You almost missed Easter.

There's an Escalade parked

across the street with someone in it.

It's nice. Still has its hubcaps.

I think it was there yesterday too.

Popsicle for breakfast?

Carl's teeth hurt.

Yeah, because he's eating Popsicles

for breakfast. Did he brush?

Before he left?

Yeah, think so.

Did you check his toothbrush,

see if it was wet?

Hm. I was hoping that you'd still be in bed

when the kids left for school.

I have to work.

You've got five minutes.

Five?

Make it 10 if I focus on White Sox scores

or something.

Liam?

Just plop him down in front

of The Wiggles, he's good for hours.

I can't be late. I can't be late,

I need the cash for the property tax bill.

Don't tell my kids they can do things

they know they can't.

Your kids?

A Popsicle?

So I'm just the nanny?

I can feed them, change them,

but when Carl wants a second Popsicle--

Second?

Didn't like the first. Banana.

His teeth are going to rot out of his head.

We just spent two grand on his braces.

We?

What?

Not "we," me.

I paid for Carl's braces.

No more Popsicles for breakfast, okay?

Lip and Ian left early?

Said they had to pick something up

downtown.

Downtown?

What they said.

Pick up what?

Go, go, go!

When you said you had access,

I thought you meant through a door.

I may have fudged on that a bit.

Hey!

Come on.

Get out of the way, get out of the way.

Kid, stop. Out of the way.

Stop it!

Watch it!

Jesus, whatever happened to fat, donut-

eating cops? Now they're all Triathletes.

Catch.

Tall prick looks good

for another ten miles.

Shit.

Ditch it out at the street, yeah?

Wait, wait, wait, maybe they'll give up.

What are you doing?

Shit. Shit.

Whoa, whoa.

Right there, hold it!

No way West Point takes you

with a felony conviction.

Hey.

Catch you at the courthouse later?

Don't be stupid.

Call Mandy, all right?

Milkoviches gotta have

a good bail-bondsman.

Argh!

Baby.

Baby.

It's your turn.

I know you're awake,

you're making that fakey sleep sound.

I was up at 3 and 5.

Get your ass up, you goddamn, pony-tailed,

Fabio motherfucker!

What?