Molly

I'm a bit unstable

She said with a Cheshire grin

So many cracks in my sidewalk, boy

Well, don't you fall again

Feels like the things that I've wanted

The most in this life, I can't have

So you see, I've been damning the world

Before it damns me

She said I'm naked and shameless

And I'm peeling back the layers like

An onion girl

Don't try to save me, just stay away

'Cause I might make you cry

Like an onion girl

It's my boat. When I get it fixed up, it's, uh...

1964. It's got a mahogany hull.

It's racing class.

God, this place is really depressing.

No wonder they're closing it down.

My, uh...

My sister's here.

Molly.

Yes.

So... Are you picking up a relative?

With a moo-moo here

- Excuse me? - And a moo-moo there

Here a moo, there a moo Everywhere a moo-moo

Old McDonald had a farm

E-ya, E-ya-yo.

And on his farm he had some pigs

- Mr. McKay? - Yes.

I'm Dr. Prentice. I was beginning to think that maybe you wouldn't show.

The other patients left years ago.

Yeah, well, I've been kinda busy. Is he okay?

With a moo-moo here and a moo-moo, mooooo...

He's been very happy here, Mr. McKay.

Yeah, I guess ignorance is bliss, right?

Of course everyone is a little agitated about having to leave.

An orderly will be bringing Molly down shortly.

However, I thought we might have a little chat first.

Yeah, sure.

- E-ya, E-ya-yo. - Hello, Domingo.

We still know very little about Molly's condition

Every patient is unique. The way she relates to certain people...

even on an emotional level, suggests an amount of retardation.

In other respects, she's autistic.

But over the years she's become quite higher functioning.

Which is why with a little help, she should be able to adjust...

to life outside an institution like this.

She even has minor savant-like talents.

I know, she recites stuff "verbatim", she's Dustin Hoffman.

But the fact is she's pretty much non-functional, right?

In recent years, Mr. McKay, you haven't spent much time with Molly...

So, what I need you to know...

are her basic needs, and how to effect them, so she can be comfortable and I...

- ...can have a life. - Thank you.

I copied out the daily routine that Molly feels most comfortable with.

That routine is very important for Molly.

We'll be monitoring her progress on a daily basis...

at least for the next few weeks.

You need to remember that like many autistic people...

Molly has very acute hearing.

Loud noises can be extremely painful to her.

- Hi, Molly. - Molly, do you remember Buck?

- Your brother? - No.

Don't you remember last Christmas, Molly? I took you out for a walk.

No.

Well, I guess we should go now.

It's okay, here we go.

Mr. McKay, let her go.

May I speak with Molly? Alone?

Molly, come here.

Who is this guy?

Sam's been with us for the past couple of years.

He has a severe learning disability.

He communicates with Molly on a level I don't fully understand.

Sort of her interpreter...

Her guardian angel.

- Thank you for your help. - Bliss, Mr. McKay.

Don't hesitate to call.

This is home, Mol.

- Hi, it's Jennifer. - Asshole.

I'm gonna bring around those comps for tomorrow, but I'm gonna be working late...

so I don't know at what time I'll get there.

Big kiss!

Molly wet.

- Wet! - What's wet?

Pants! Molly wet pants...

Dr. Prentice, you didn't tell me she was still wetting herself.

This was not part of the deal.

It's a reaction to the breaking of the routine.

Well, how long is this reaction gonna go on?

The sooner she's gonna start, the sooner this sort of thing will stop.

Thanks.

Come on. Okay, uh ...

- So, are you gonna take 'em off? - No.

Okay, what am I supposed to do here...

Molly, come on.

Hold on for a second, okay?

- Molly hungry? - Yes, Molly hungry.

- Do you like pizza? - Molly like peas.

No, not peas. Pizza.

- Peas! - No, pizza. See?

- Pizza. - Peas!

Whatever.

- Peas! Peas! - Molly, be quiet.

Okay now, what time does the presentation start?

Shit.

I thought it was 10:30. Prescott told me it was 10:30.

At what time does daycare open?

Alright, I'll see you tomorrow. Alright? Bye.

Pizza.

Starch, modified flour...

[ various chemical preservatives and flavor enhancers used in pizzas ]

I've been eating that?

Come on, Molly. Buck's late.

Buck's late.

Mol, careful. It's slippery.

Come on, Molly.

Are you the person in charge here?

- Yes, Joyce Leslie. - Joyce. Right.

I'm Buck McKay. 16th floor. My assistant Brenda called you about unruling Molly.

Yes, of course. Is Molly here?

Yeah. She's right here.

She's got her bag, and if you need anything, you have my number.

Okay, then. Bye, Mol.

Mr. McKay, is this some sort of a joke?

- Mr. McKay? - Yes?

- Is this a joke? - No.

This is not a child, Mr. McKay.

I know, but she has the mind of a child.

Mr. McKay, we're just not equipped to handle Molly. I'm sorry. Goodbye.

Bite me.

- You're late, Mr. McKay. - I know.

Ms. Duffy, this is my sister Molly. Can she sit here, while I...

Come on. Sit down. Thank you.

Molly, sit down.

I'm gonna be right in there, okay? Wait for me.

There's nothing new in the juxtaposition of...

contrary images, but in this campaign...

the hula-girl and the Eskimo...

the luau and igloo...

give us unique comic possibilities for years to come.

Now that he's (?) to join us, let me introduce Buck McKay.

Buck?

Excuse me, may I help you?

Molly hot.

Hot.

The following campaign reverses the situation...

and plants our favorite igloo smack in the middle of Redondo Beach.

Polar Pete, of course, has got his best baggies on...

The wife, Hula, has got great bikini range.

Possibilities here for infinite varieties.

We could have a different swimsuit for every beach east and west of Wajamea bay.

Out they come, Polar Pete and...

Molly hot, Buck.

What's going on in there?

- What happened? I was... - Don't talk.

Just get her dressed. Molly hungry?

- Pizza! - Bren?

You go take her out for pizza and then take her to my place.

Molly, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?

Oh, my God!

- Good morning, Sharon. - Good morning, Buck.

Georgia. What's up?

- Big trouble. - What happened?

The icecream account went to Beresford and Weir. Prescott wants to see you.

Great.

I put this in the closet...

- Mr. McKay, I ... - It doesn't mean anything, Carmen.

I don't know what's wrong with her.

Did you talk to your sister about babysitting Molly?

Oh, I don't think she would do it.

I know what you mean.

Sorry, Bren.

It's okay.

- Hi, Molly. - Hi, Molly.

- How was it? - Fine.

We watched the "flying monkey" scene from The Wizard of Oz, like, six times.

That's one of her favorites. Thanks for this.

I'm gonna miss you.

- You're a good boss. - You're a good liar.

- Bye, Molly. - Bye, Molly.

Well, I guess this is it, huh?

See you later.

So, I talked with this guy, he's one of our sponsors,

and he's fine with you working at home. Write and copy.

I don't wanna work part-time at home. I wanna get out.

I understand that, but in the meantime this will tide you over.

I'm living like a hermit. And when I do go out I feel guilty.

It's okay.

Molly, dog. Look at his eyes, Molly.

Oh, Molly, they're toys. They're not real. It's okay.

All she does is channel-surf.

Or she lines up her shoes.

Yeah, it's like living with Imelda Marcos.

And she knows. She's not completely out of her.

She knows I'm gonna be on her stir-crazy.

I've got a surprise for you.

You've got a visitor.