Recovery Road

Maddie: Previously on Recovery Road.

It's vodka. We found this in Maddie's locker.

24 hours of detox and 90 days

at a sober living facility effective immediately.

Look what I got us. Ta-da!

You're kidding me. I'm committed to my recovery this time.

Why the hell do you think I'm here?

I can tell you like her, Wes, so you and Maddie can't happen.

- Are we clear? - We're clear.

What happened?

This was in my car.

I don't remember what happened on Thursday night.

I've never had sex before.

No one thinks that I can get my little girl back.

Charlotte: Maddie, she's not volunteering.

She's actually kind of going through it right now.

Rebecca's not my girlfriend.

I just thought that was the reason you were avoiding me.

I'm not ignoring you now.

Am I?

Maddie: I don't know this girl.

But I can tell she wasn't always the way she is now.

The way he looked at her.

The way she looked at him.

He wanted desperately to help her.

And even though she couldn't admit it...

she wanted desperately to be saved.

Wes: I don't know, it's like they're all mixed up together in my brain...

sex, drugs, love, alcohol.

It's hard to figure out where one starts and the other one stops.

I guess they kind of feel the same...

don't they?

Love? Drugs?

Craig: Good share, Wes.

All right. You're up, Maddie.

I'll pass.

Hey, Maddie, no more passes now.

You've got to start sharing.

It's time for you to take an active role in your recovery.

Fine.

So I was thinking...

What's your name?

Hi, I'm Maddie.

So I was thinking...

And?

And I'm Maddie.

You're supposed to say you're an alcoholic.

And I'm Maddie.

All: Hi, Maddie.

So, I was thinking about Springtime Meadows and how it all works here.

- That's great! - It is.

Anyway, I was thinking how if everyone in the house

chipped in so we could hire a service to clean the bathroom once a week.

It would give me lot more time to focus on my recovery

and helping the economy by giving someone a job. Win-win.

All right. Time's up.

Everyone remember to check the weekend chore sheets,

and since we won't be hiring a cleaning service anytime soon,

I do believe you are still on bathroom cleanup, Maddie.

Vern: Good stuff in group today.

I'm really proud of you, Wes.

You're really making really good discoveries.

- Thanks, man. - Lots of progress.

What did Socrates say?

"The unexamined life is not worth living."

But then again, Socrates wasn't a meth-head.

That we know of.

What's that?

Wrong number.

Your girlfriend is here.

- Hey! - Hey.

Please forgive Margarita.

She still hasn't quite grasped the concept

of me being really, really gay.

Well, I was your girlfriend... in high school.

Yeah, back when I was still really, really gay.

I have to say you were fun...

you got all my musical theater references...

you were actually the best boyfriend I've ever had.

That is really sad.

I'm gonna pray for you.

Both of you.

And Jesus loves attempted murders too, right?

I can't with her.

- Where's Paul? - Oh, you teach me the steps, and I'll just teach him.

So he couldn't make the time to come and

learn the first dance to his own wedding?

He had already committed to a golf game,

and he couldn't get out of it.

Meaning, he doesn't really like me.

You're not exactly a member of his fan club either.

I like Paul.

He was almost fun that one time.

You don't have to like each other.

So I was thinking maybe a waltz.

Ew, Cinderella. No.

- (scoffs) - I have an idea.

Salsa.

Harper: Baby, I need you.

I... I need help. I don't want to keep using.

Please, baby.

Can you come get me?

♪ This time is my own time, so step aside ♪

Harper: I need help. I don't want to keep using.

Please, baby.

Can you come get me?

I'm going to try and talk her into coming back here.

Oh! No. You're not.

Did you hear her? She needs me.

No, Wes.

She needs treatment.

And you need to be focusing on your own sobriety right now,

not Harper's.

Aren't we supposed to be of service to others?

Okay. I'm going to send somebody else.

- Maybe couple of the women in the house can go. - She called me.

She won't come back here for anyone else.

Fine. I will go then.

She hates you.

- We're done here. - Hey! Hey! Hey!

She's probably holding.

I'm not letting you go alone.

- (Spanish music playing) - One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Turn, two, three, four.

First I want you,

then I have you.

Shake your maracas, girl.

Now you can sit.

Yeah, impressive.

Oh, you should see me pole dance.

Well, I'd rather not.

Wes and I are gonna go out.

Will you give Jamison his discharge papers?

Oh, and make sure Margarita takes it easy on the spice.

Last time she cooked dinner, I lost the feeling in my tongue.

Where are you guys going?

12-step call.

Who?

Harper.

Harper? Wes's Harper?

Yup.

Whoa, you're gonna let him see her?

Yeah.

You think that's a good idea?

Oh, no, no, no. I think it's a terrible idea,

but tell me how I can stop him.

Want me to go?

No, no, I've got it.

Wait, wait. How's Maddie doing?

Well, let's see.

Last night at the dinner table she pretended to overdose.

So, that wasn't funny.

It was a little bit funny.

Really?

She's not taking it seriously, Cynthia.

And I'm afraid I've got to the point now...

Hey, why not take Maddie with you?

It might be good for her.

Maybe she'll learn something that'll really look at the disease.

Okay.

Yeah.

Plus that's some reality check.

Yeah.

Laurel.

Laurel, this is the best day of my life.

You got the job at Urban Sheik?

- No, I didn't. - Yes!

Oh, you didn't? So why is today...

Because that's the universe's way of telling me

that I'm meant for something bigger.

Okay, so I filled out, like five applications at the mall, right?

But no one would even look at them

because I don't have any retail experience.

And did you know that shopping does not count?

Okay, so I went to Orange Julius and guess who I met?

The manager who offered you a job?

No. A lady whose son is one of the casting directors of Fool House.

My favorite show!

And she said she would give my audition tape directly to him.

Oh, I hate to tell you this,

but that show has been off the air for several decades.

No, not Full House. Fool House.

- Uh... - F-O-O-L. Fool House.

- The reality show. - Oh, my gosh, I love that show.

- What is it? - It's like Big Brother, only not as classy.

Oh, dear.

And I'm not classy at all, so I'm perfect for this.

I've always wanted to be on this show, and now I have an in.

And if I got the job at Urban Sheik,

I wouldn't have been at Orange Julius and I would've never met that lady.

You guys, it's a sign from my higher power,

who I choose to call Beyoncé.

Ah, Maddie, you're coming with me.

- I am? - Mmm. Field trip.

- You're letting me leave the house? - Yes.

- Can we go to Sephora? - No.

- Pinkberry? - Possibly.

- I'll get my bag. - Mmm.