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Gah! Now?

You want to know what happened last week now?

Jesus, what are you, on drugs?

Fuck, oh... ow, okay.

I'll tell you what happened last week.

Call me a fucking lawyer, that's what happened last week!

Okay? You got that?

You're making a big mistake!

You're looking at the future site

of Sunset Brooks Senior Care, phase two.

Is this the thing Whitford sucked you into?

Whitford didn't suck me into anything.

I invested in a limited partnership.

Ah, so you can only lose all your investment,

- which was how much again? - $100,000.

Why do you have two phones?

It's for my mother. It's an international phone.

Your mother's Patty?

- Patricia, yeah. - Bullshit.

You don't believe me?

You want me to call her?

Hey, looking for Vicodin?

Always.

Undo this belt, and I'll... I'll get it.

No, I don't think I should do that.

Oh, come on.

You think I could actually get out of here?

Oh, God!

Say you're sorry, Timmy!

Say you're sorry!

I set fire to a van,

and in doing so, I turned

what I intended to be a movement of love

into a movement of anger.

I was crazy to let it go as far as I did.

Truth is, I am bipolar.

I plead not guilty by reason of insanity.

What?

Order! Order!

Hey. What you doing up there?

Putting away my stuff till I get back.

Hand me those bags.

You decide what you want to do today yet?

I could call in sick from work.

Well, I don't think I want to do anything.

Ah, come on, we got to do something.

It's your last day of freedom.

Nah, I think I just want to

hang at the house.

You heading into the shop today?

I got a job as a sober companion

for the next couple hours.

Hey, uh, how about we ride

the El up to Wrigley when I get back?

Beat the shit out of some Cubs fans?

Yeah, I don't need more time added to my sentence.

What's a sober companion?

I'm babysitting some rich lush,

making sure they don't drink.

Anybody who can't stop drinking on his own is a pussy.

We could take you to a gay bar and get you laid.

Pretty sure I'll get laid a lot in prison.

Yo, what are we doing today?

My new lady and I are supposed to go

work out, but I could cancel it.

He doesn't want to do anything.

What? You don't want to steal a car,

or drop bowling balls off a freeway?

I'm good.

Liam, get your ass up. Need help.

What's up, Frank?

Met a woman.

Crazy as a loon,

made my heart stir

and my loins moist.

Ew.

She's on a 72-hour

eval at the psych ward.

Her name is Ingrid Jones.

Want your opinion of her.

- Why me? - 'Cause,

you're the only little kid left who still needs a mommy.

Rest of them are already cooked.

Can't. Gotta hang with Ian.

Seriously, guys, I'm good.

I just want to veg at the house,

eat a shit-ton of White Castle for dinner.

I spent many a day in prison.

It's a walk in the park.

Three squares a day, lots of friends,

free gym membership, and all the books you can read.

I suggest Ulysses.

Shall we?

No, go. Go.

See you later, Taraji.

Liam!

Hey, uh,

how come you don't want to do anything?

I'm about to spend the next two years of my life

in fight-or-flight mode.

I just want one last day

where I feel safe and relaxed.

Oh, okay.

Sure?

Yep.

I guess I'll go to work then.

I'll be back for dinner, all right?

- Yeah, see you at dinner. - Okay.

Have you seen these inglenooks

and these lead windows?

Did you see the second bathroom?

We could each have our own.

Dibs on the black-and-green-tile one.

What's the rent?

It's $3,000 a month.

That's crazy.

- We can't afford that. - Sure we can.

You're gonna get at least 1,000 bucks for

renting your place, and I'll cover the rest.

No, then it'll feel like it's your apartment

that I'm just tippy-toeing around in.

Well, you can rustle up an extra 500 bucks a month, then.

Maybe.

Come on, you're gonna be loaded

off that senior center soon.

Can we look for something cheaper?

This place has southern exposure.

I don't even know why that's a good thing.

It means this whole place will be

shit-tons of sunny in the winter.

Can we think about it?

I got a meeting with Max right now anyway.

We'll let you know.

Okay, um, sure.

I can't guarantee

it'll still be available, though.

Come here.

Mm.

I thought we were ready to take

this relationship to the next level.

I just didn't realize that would be so expensive.

Well, to get ahead in life, you have to push past

your comfort zone.

Okay.

- Yeah? - Let's do it.

Great.

Ah! Ah!

- What are you guys doing? - Survival training.

Kelly has a black belt in krav maga.

She's teaching me some moves.

All right.

Survival training, huh?

Yeah. Ooh!

Ah!

- Hi. - Hey.

You know what, can you guys show me some moves?

- Sure. - Okay.

Oh.

Go.

Go!

- Hey, man. - Hey.

Hey, man, thanks for covering for me.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

- Client's in the room now. - Okay.

Hey, took an Ambien.

She'll probably be asleep till tonight.

Great, yeah.

She got a stockholders'

meeting in the morning

with Highland Cosmetics.

She's their keynote speaker, Jen Wagner.

If she shows up hammered,

the company's gonna drop her as their spokesperson.

You're talking about Jen Wagner, the movie star chick?

Yeah, that's the one.

Uh, I didn't know she was a boozer.

Everybody got their demons, right?

- Yeah. - I should be back

from dropping off my kid at camp

around 5:00 to relieve you.

All right. Yeah-yeah, I got you.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

Why does Paw Patrol only have one girl?

Shh, I'm trying to watch.

No job is too big. No pup is too small.

This cartoon is sexist.

V, when I watch with the girls,

we don't criticize Ryder and his team.

We just laugh and enjoy it.

I've got something else you can enjoy.

See ya, Paw Patrol.

Let's work off these donuts.

I ate a lot of crullers.

Mm-hmm.

Who is that?

Probably a Gallagher.

Or a Jehovah.

I'll get rid of them.

Sister Frances.