Gravity

Previously on Gravity...

Are you happy with the new meds??

I'm real happy.

You think you can break into that account

And find out who's funding it? I think I can do it.

Cop or not, you can't just break into somebody's apartment!

I discourage dating among members in the group.

It can confuse a delicate balance.

Are you seriously trying to tell me

You're not gonna give me a $100 bet on the mets?

You know I'm almost dead, right?

We're all almost dead.

I've decided to take myself off of my meds.

Dogg, we talked about this.

In addition to mood stabilizers,

It took a long time to find the right regimen

For pain management since your accident.

Look, with all due respect,

"a," it wasn't an accident.

I tried to kill myself on purpose.

And "b," it's been 20 years.

I think both the physical pain and the desire to kill myself

Have passed by now.

Hmm.

If that's true, why do you still come here?

Why do you still lead your support group?

I'm a ball player.

In my day, even if they had steroids,

I wouldn't have used them.

I'd have just worked harder.

How have you been feeling?

I haven't been...

For a long time.

That's why I decided to take myself off the meds.

Dogg: Okay, ladies and gents, gather around.

The alcoholics just beat the eating disorder team.

That means we beat the gamblers,

We play for the title.

Robert, Lily,

I want you to warm up with Ken in the outfield.

Ken is an alum of us for 10 years.

Suicide dummies on three.

1, 2, 3...

All: Suicide dummies!

Woman: Let's go!

Ken.

Tried to kill myself after the first dot-com bust in '99.

And, no, it wasn't hari-Kari.

Too Japanese. Just sleeping pills.

Lily. Codeine.

You flatline?

Yeah.

How long?

27 seconds.

Eh, that's not flatlining.

That's called holding your breath.

Over two minutes.

Two minutes I wish I had back now.

I hate playing the suicide survivors.

So grateful to be alive.

Recovery league, huh?

Hmm?

Yeah.

What are you guys?

Druggies?

Sex addicts?

Clutterers?

Blow me.

Gamblers.

Really?

Hey, good luck, Mcfee.

Hey, don't forget to remind your team

To, uh, "look alive out there."

Tell your mama I said thanks for last night.

Man: All right, come on, Bob.

Bob, let's go.

Oh, yeah! Nice play!

Woman: Oh, shit!

Mcfee, 3-0.

What happened? Ha!

It's only the 3rd inning. You just wait.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

That's it! That's my team!

Okay, team, hang in there. Bottom of the 6th.

Jorge, no more runs, okay? Keep it right there.

Oh! Adam!

Are you okay?! Oh, my God!

Time! Time! Robert: You're gonna be okay.

Let me just clean it out, though, to make sure.

Is there a first-aid Kit anywhere?

Man: That's it, Tony.

Fucking douchery.

What?

It's not my fault.

Besides, I got a lot of money riding on this game.

Jesus.

Fucking Christ.

What? You know the rules.

You slip -- you made a bet? I can't play you.

I've got no choice but to pull you.

Out of the game.

Out of the game.

Time!

Liane, take over at short.

Adam.

What's up, coach?

I'm sorry, kid.

You played hurt and I'm proud of you.

Have a seat.

Who's gonna catch?

Oh, I can't do this. It ain't fair.

It's true. You do hit like a little girl.

Try your best.

Jorge, give her a chance next time.

What's the matter? Your little titties got in your way?

Forgot to wear your training bra today?

Come on, Jorge. Right down the pipe.

Down the pipe, Jorge.

Oh! Aah.

Aah!

Damn!

Aah.

Well, I got to start my recovery all over again thanks to you.

Now pay up.

Maybe you should think about putting a hat on that thing

So you don't catch nothing next time.

Please, I've been celibate for two years.

Wow. Maybe you got yourself a bigger problem.

Like what?

I don't know. Prostate cancer?

What?

I don't give a shit. I'll -- I'll give the run and I'll take the mets anyway.

Give me 10 grand on them.

Bookie: You better pray the mets win, because you are already in deep.

If you weren't a cop,

We would have already come to settle up by now.

Yeah, whatever. I'm not worried about it.

I got to go. I got to go.

Jack, what do you got for me?

Well, uh, your money trail is being well covered.

Your funds are being channeled through not one,

But several different swiss bank accounts.

You gonna be able to find out who set them up?

Forensic accounting takes some time,

But I feel confident that I can do it.

Have -- have you never tried to do this before?

Yeah, I did, and I could never find anything out.

Oh, well, I did find one thing out.

The -- the primary account that feeds your trust

Was established in, let's see here, 1982.

That was the year my mother was killed.

All right, just keep going. You're doing great.

So, she was born in the '40s,

She flew airplanes, wrote a novel,

And she never wanted children.

She sounds like she would have cool clothes, right?

Hmm.

Wait. You don't know this woman?

No.

So how did you find - the paper.

So we don't -- shh!

I knew I would have liked her.

You speak Italian?

No.

Gee, Lily, you're amazing.

I know.

Yeah, what did you say to get him to give you all her clothes?

Gelato.

Hey, can I ask you something?

How did you feel at the funeral?

Great.

I'm so glad we went, aren't you?

What the fuck?

Fuck! Fuck! Move your fucking car!

Fuck you.

Move. Move your fucking - move your fucking car!

Fuck.

Huh? Fuck me?

How about fuck me?

How about fuck me?!

Okay.

"for a digital rectal exam, or d.R.E.,

"a gloved, lubricated finger is inserted into the rectum

"to feel for any bumps or hard areas

On the prostate that may be cancer."

Okay, so...

Maybe not. I don't know.

Whose glove even is this?

Sportscaster: Top of the 9th.

Two outs. Runners at second and third.

Mets leading 4-3.

The winner, of course, a spot in the world series.

The pitch.

Fly ball, center field.

Doggy mcfee. This is it.