The first 200 lines.
Previously on "Nurse Jackie"...
Technically it's a studio plus.
It's great. I mean it.
Sign the paper.
You need to get out of my face, okay?
See you on the outside?
Charlie, this is Jackie.
Listen, I am calling you
and you have to call me back.
Charlie?
No, I just came in here to talk to my friend.
I would love to sit down with you someday
and sign some document that would clarify
just what the fuck we are.
I don't know what I came in here for.
Okay, real quick.
Take it in.
I'm sorry, are you flirting with me?
Well, that just killed it.
So do you want to do this again?
Because I do.
I am a recovering drug addict.
So it's a date.
Well, hello, Officer.
What are you doing here?
I had such a good time with you last night,
I bought you a gift.
Oh.
Hope you saved the receipt.
What are we looking at?
Steve here took someone's rowboat for a joyride.
- Bad idea on many levels. - Isn't Bellevue closer?
Last I checked, they don't have a nurse there named Jackie Peyton.
Need warming blankets and an IV.
You spent an extra 10 minutes
with a potential hypothermia victim
in the back of your squad car just so you could see me?
Well, when you put it like that,
it does sound a little irresponsible.
Yeah. You kidding?
So, what's the word, Doc?
Frostbite, mild hypothermia.
Lucky you pulled him out when you did.
All right, I'm gonna need to book him.
So-- ironic, isn't it?
Warm a guy up just to put him in the cooler.
Come back around 5:00. He'll be good to go.
All right, thank you.
Hey, listen. I was thinking--
coffee went so good, we'll work backwards.
We'll have dessert and then dinner.
Can I let you know about that?
That's good. You don't want to appear too eager.
- No. - So what do you think?
I think that cop likes you.
We are running low on syringes.
And I think you like him, too.
What are we, in seventh grade?
How was your first night in the apartment?
Ugh. The heat randomly turns on.
Most of the outlets don't work.
I love it so much.
Morning, Zoey.
Really? We're gonna do this now?
Okay, so, Chief of ER, right?
I come in this morning to run my checks.
Patient follow-up, check.
Supplies, check. Nurse schedule.
Did you hear a check?
No. No, you didn't hear a check.
You know why? Because someone forgot
to schedule any nurses for the day shift tomorrow
or the late shift tomorrow night.
- No nurses scheduled for two shifts. - Check.
Who's responsible for this?
- Uh, that would be me. - You?
Okay, so you sure someone didn't forget something?
Again?
Okay, you want this one on you, that's fine.
But I am this close to reporting
her absentminded ass to the board.
Jane Doe-- BP 103 over 70.
Heart rate 70 BPM. Shallow respiration.
No clue where she's at or what's happening.
Honey, can you tell me your name?
Honey, can you hear me?
Stoned out of her mind.
Get a blood panel and a urine tox.
- Check. - I'll be back.
No. Honey, I need you to keep this on for me, okay.
Can you do that?
I see a wedding ring.
We're gonna try to find your husband, okay?
Zoey, you got your phone?
I just saw a patient with toes so fucked up,
his socks were fused to his feet.
Gangrene?
Did you run an IV of antibiotics?
No, no, it was Dr. Prentiss's patient.
I just saw him.
I hate feet.
Listen, Carrie, after what happened yesterday,
I'm thinking dinner?
Wait, help me out. What happened yesterday?
- You grabbed his package. - Oh, right.
I mean, we already have things going.
Yeah.
Yeah, I would totally go. I do have plans tonight.
Head of Cardiology. Sorry.
You two give groping a bad name.
What do you want, Jackie?
You asked for a document that defines our relationship?
Okay.
Jesus, you wanna friends.
Okay, give me your finger
'cause we'll need blood for this, right?
I'm serious, Eddie.
This is what I need right now.
Fuck.
It's fucking dumb.
It's all right.
Oh, my God.
Sorry.
- Sorry. - Jesus, Zoey.
Sorry.
Are you two back together...
together?
Just-- come in.
No luck matching Jane Doe to the photos.
Okay, call the cops
and see if anyone's reported a missing person.
Any particular cop?
Honey, you need to keep this on.
Is she able to tell you who she is yet?
No.
No, it's weird.
Got a nice manicure, nice clothes.
Honey, are you messing with your meds?
What did you take?
I should call Social Services.
Oh, it's my kid's school.
Take it. I got this.
Hello?
Speaking.
Acting out? How?
Uh, okay.
Let me call you back. Thanks.
Problem-- they want me right now.
Go. I'll take over here.
It's all right.
She's coming right back. Don't worry.
- Social Services. - Got it.
You good?
Why wouldn't I be?
Yes, Sergeant.
Fine.
How long before you know if there's a match?
Well, how many people could you possibly have missing?
28,000. Okay, I'll hold.
Okay, I gave stitches
to that elderly lady in bay three.
Old people skin.
It is like wet newspaper.
You still wanna hang out or whatever?
What happened to your cardiologist?
Something about an emergency mitral valve prolapse
and priorities.
He's a dick. So, whatever.
Nobu, eightish?
Hmm.
Still free.
We've all noticed a gradual change
in Fiona's behavior and grades,
but this is the first time she's ever been
disrespectful to a teacher.
Exactly how was she disrespectful?
Fiona called Miss King...
an a-hole.
Highly disrespectful.
Where'd you learn that word?
From when you and Mom yell at each other.
Oh, God.
She's so little.
Please tell me we didn't break her.
We did, a little.
But we can put her back together.
Truce?
Yeah.
Look, honey, I know there have been a lot of changes lately,
but things are gonna quiet down.
It's gonna get easier.
We're gonna find-- Grace?
What are you doing coming out of the subway?
Dad signed me up for dance classes.
She has a boyfriend.
Okay...
let's try this again with the truth.
A boyfriend?
Danny.
Okay, tell me you were not at his house.
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