Good Side of Bad

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I'm Florence, the little one in the yellow dress.

My big sister, Sara, is holding me.

And there's my brother, Peter.

And that is our mother.

She was a semi-famous singer on the road more than at home.

Mother didn't know how to be a mother,

so Sara pretty much raised me.

No, no, no! Please stop, no!

Hello?

Well, the good news is there's no physical trauma.

-Okay, and the bad news? -We need to keep her here on a 72-hour hold.

72 hours? Why?

It's a brief detention to make sure

she doesn't harm herself or others.

Can you tell me, has she been anxious or depressed lately?

Well, she's always been anxious, but she's seemed fine lately.

She's looking forward to her photo show.

Alright, well, I've ordered a full psych eval.

I-is that necessary?

Anxiety coupled with a suicide attempt is worrisome.

I'm glad she has family. That's critical.

Okay. Thank you.

Mm-hm.

Listen to me, okay?

They were chasing me, and-- and I had to get away.

Okay, who was chasing you?

-Hooded men. -Hooded men?

Yes. Hooded men.

- -Okay, you know, I know

-exactly what that look is. -Wh-what look?

When you think I'm making shit up, and I'm not.

They were gonna kill me, all right?

I had to jump. I had to get away.

Okay, I believe you.

Are you sure? Because I don't need you

to believe me. I know I'm telling the truth.

I believe you, okay?

I will call the police and we can put in a report.

Okay.

I'm here. You're okay.

It was just scary.

I'm sorry.

Ticket, please.

Uh, oh, y-- sorry.

Just-- just a second, I...

If-- if you lost it, it's 20 bucks.

I-- no, I-I have it.

-I never lose these things. I-- -Uh-huh.

-Look, $20, no exceptions. - I...

I have it, just--

-if you just give me a second. -You can-- you can just go.

You can just go.

Okay. Thank you.

Yeah?

Peter, did you get all of my messages?

I don't check my messages.

Oh, so, if I would've texted you,

you would have gotten the message that your sister

jumped off a bridge because people were chasing her.

What-- wait, she did what? Who-- who was chasing her?

I don't know. She said hooded men.

Well, yeah, I know...

You know I love her, but that sounds crazy.

She's in a really bad place.

When is she in a good place?

Not helping.

Okay, well, wh-wh-what do you want me to do about it?

-You know, nothing, Peter. -Sara...

Oh, fuck.

Sara...

Ah, fuck.

Fuck.

Why were you on the bridge?

I know you're-- I know you're exhausted,

but we have to get through this.

So, you jumped off the bridge to save yourself, correct?

I already told her this.

I can come back.

No, this is fine.

How many men were there?

I don't know.

It was-- It happened really fast,

so-so three, four, maybe.

-Good, good. -I don't know.

And can you tell me, uh, what they were wearing?

Or what they look like? Tall, short, slim?

Florence, I understand you've been through something

incredibly traumatic.

And don't worry.

It's okay if you don't remember the details.

They were in hoods.

I know that.

-Okay. -Black hoods.

If Florence remembers anything else,

give me a call, okay?

-Okay. Thank you, Officer. -You take care.

-Hey. -Hi.

You need to tell Mother about Florence.

She doesn't remember what day it is,

much less who her daughter is.

Mother remembers Florence.

Okay, Sara, she's old. Forgetful.

Are you saying she's losing her mind?

I'm saying she's already lost it.

You know, I don't know if it's the dementia

or because she hasn't been sober since 1978.

Please.

Fine, I will waste my time trying.

Thank you. I've got to go.

I'm baking cupcakes.

I'll come up for cupcakes.

Please remember to tell Mom.

So, the doctor said you can't be alone right now.

That's fine, um, but I'm good.

Actually, um, I'm getting ready for my show that's coming up.

And I just don't really have time for other stuff right now.

And-and I just changed, like,

the whole theme of it, basically.

And it's-it's really gonna be-- it's gonna be fucking awesome.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm gonna-- probably gonna get,

like, a magazine deal out of it, but, um, it's a lot of work.

And I'm really excited about it, but, no, I don't have time

for other things right now, so.

I understand you have a show coming up,

but you need to take care of yourself,

and we need to focus on your health and well-being.

Okay, well, I can do both of those at the same time.

Call me or text me if you need anything.

-Yep, got it. -Okay, bye.

-Love you. -Bye.

See you later. Maybe. I don't know.

Go home.

Well, I hope you brought a paintbrush.

Fuck.

I don't know why you just didn't hire a handyman.

Are you kidding? Do you know how much

it would cost me to hire any of these locals to do it?

I can do it as good as they can.

And you know what they want?

They want $80 an hour.

$80 an hour!

And I said, I can get a lawyer cheaper than that.

Lawyers are $750 an hour, Mom.

Well, maybe you should get out of this finance

and go into lawyering.

You know, I know you're proud of me.

You just don't have to keep reminding me

over and over and over.

These stupid shoes.

I had these pair from JCPenney's for three years,

and I love them, but they just don't hold up.

And you can't buy the same ones anymore.

I like the way things used to be.

You can say that again.

-Hey, you missed a spot. -Well...

Here, your job is to take this

and edge in around the corners for me.

And then I'll do what I do.

-Don't be lazy. -Okay, Mom.

So, uh...

Sara called me last night.

Do you remember Florence?

Of course, I do.

I'm not around the bend yet.

Oh, well, do you wanna go visit her with me?

What are you talking about?

My sister Florence died ages ago.

No, no, Mom, I'm...

I'm not talking about your sister.

I'm talking about your daughter, Florence,

who you named after your sister.

She tried to commit suicide.

You know what? Let's go to the kitchen.

I wanna talk to you about some other stuff I wanna get done.

What are you doing?

-Close the door! -Florence, it's the 5th.

-Turn-- close the door! -It's the 5th!

-I need the rent. -Oh, my God.

-What are you fucking doing? -You didn't. I need the rent now.

I told you that I was gonna be a few days late.

-No, you didn't. -Yeah, I did.

And I was-- don't touch that.

-That was two months ago. -Can you--

No, stop. Wait, wait, wait. Can you see this?

No, I can't. And I can't look

at your photos anymore. I can't do this drama, okay.

-I am done! I don't care! -No! Don't touch them!

You need to get out, like, now.

What the fuck is your problem? I just asked if you could see them.

My problem is that I need the rent,

so I have to go call my dad,