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Previously on "Nurse Jackie"...
Help, my wife! Please help! I need help!
Officer: Ma'am, are you in any way impaired?
Diversion is gonna be hell.
You may not touch patients, and just so nobody mistakes you
for a real nurse, lose the blue scrubs.
Miscarriages, especially in the first trimester,
are very, very common.
One of the rules of diversion for Jackie
is that she will have a designated monitor.
That must be hard for you.
I'm not gonna be the one monitoring her, you are.
I don't have anybody else to sell to. I need money for my lawyer.
Where'd you score them?
From this elderly woman that I take care of.
I think you're gunning to fire somebody today,
and if it can't be Jackie, it might as well be me.
You're fired, effective immediately.
- All Saints is about to be sold. - Are you kidding me?
Hello, luxury condos.
This is a nice lady.
A hardworking public servant
who was on a humanitarian effort
to help the victims of Hurricane Penny.
And along the way, she stopped to save this nice lady
from certain death on the Van Wyck.
Blood pulsing from a wound.
A husband pleading for the life
of his wife.
And just one person comes to their rescue. Just one.
Is it any wonder that that one person, Jackie Peyton,
took something to smooth the edges?
Heck, when I get on a plane, I take a Xanax,
a Lunesta, an Ambien, wash it down with a fine Pinot
and it's good night, Irene, am I right?
Gratitude. That's what we owe Jackie Peyton.
Dismissal with gratitude.
And that gratitude only cost me 10 Gs.
Gs, huh?
That's jailhouse lingo, isn't it?
Yes, you know me, hardened criminal.
Yes, free criminal.
Very romantic.
Oh, brother, take a bow.
Thank you so much, really.
The money you owe me, you're lucky I even showed up today.
Um, excuse me, how much are we talking about here?
Stay out of this, Eddie, please.
Jackie's 5,000 in arrears
with another 10 due tomorrow to keep me on retainer.
Attorney-client privilege?
If I don't get that money by tomorrow,
you'll need a new attorney for your nursing license hearing.
Maybe your boyfriend here can help.
Wow, I... hey.
Everything I have is yours, you know this.
I know, but you don't have a job, Eddie.
Yeah, well, you barely do either.
How are you even paying for this guy?
You know the old lady I take care of in Harlem, Vivian?
The one on all the benzos.
I fixed her dosage and sold the extra.
Did what you had to do.
My motion to dismiss was granted.
Now it's time for me to go back to work, full time.
Full pay.
You're an admitted drug abuser.
You stay in diversion until your hearing in three months.
My criminal case was dismissed. Why do I still need a hearing?
Diversion isn't as fast as our legal system.
Leave it open.
Okay, I want to ask you something
and I need you to be honest with me.
Am I fighting for a job that will not exist in a few months?
Speak plainly, Jackie.
All Saints is being sold to Norwegian developers.
They're turning the hospital into condos.
Okay, you didn't know, did you?
There's nothing that goes on in this building
that I don't know about.
Whatever angle you're playing, game over.
Carrie, you're young.
I'm youngish.
Our future is bright if we allow it to be bright.
You're asking me to marry you?
Maybe, I don't know.
'Cause right now I want to marry you.
If that's not what you want, then you have to flip the script.
Since the miscarriage, I've been doing a lot of thinking about my future,
my future with Carrie and...
Coop, we're the authors of our own destinies.
Right?
I want to try again.
I want the house in the country.
I want all those things that we talked about.
Well, why are you telling me?
Tell her. Lock it down.
You're right, I gotta lock it down.
During tough times, women respond to decisive action.
Take me and Jackie. It might've taken us a while
to get to where we are, but Jackie and I are solid.
Didn't you get fired because of Jackie?
No, I got fired for handing Zoey a Xanax.
Yeah, well, I got this. I'm the one who's employed.
Uh, Coop, I appreciate the gesture, but we're going Dutch.
I got a job interview today.
- That's great. - Yeah.
You're not the only one with a plan, my friend.
I paid that ambulance man $100 to bring me here.
I want to see the head nurse.
#luckyday, I am the head nurse.
No.
There she is.
Can you tell me what medications you're taking?
Well, there's the little blue ones,
the big yellow one I have to break in half, and...
Mrs. Green is on a regimen of beta-blockers and benzos.
A history of disorientation.
How do you know?
I take care of Vivian in her home.
And I strongly suggest you give her something for her pain.
Jackie, a word in my office.
Okay, just two seconds.
- Oh, shit. - Jesus, Mom.
I don't want to hear one word about some old folks' home.
Nobody is talking about assisted living.
I'm her mother. I know her thoughts before she thinks them.
It wouldn't be the worst thing.
- Now, please, Jackie. - Okay, one second.
Why don't we wait for Dr. Roman's diagnosis?
We can sit down with Charlane, we'll figure out what's best.
Okay? Just...
I was advocating for my patient.
You were advocating that your patient be prescribed narcotics.
You need to stay completely away
from Vivian and her daughter for the rest of the day.
Vivian's scared, Zoey, and she trusts me.
- Uh, what is that? - Stickers.
I really want today to be different,
so I went out and bought them.
I thought, "When Jackie does well, reward her."
Yeah, well, I'm not seven.
Well, now you're not gonna get any stickers.
- I'm doing my best. - Yeah, well, so am I, you know?
I'm working two jobs, I am drowning in debt.
Meanwhile, you're head nurse.
Bet that came with a raise, right?
Good for you.
How do you suggest I deal with Jackie?
I wanted to try a positive reinforcement technique,
but she beat me to it with her negativity.
Toilets and dead bodies. That's the mandate.
Take the feelings out of it.
That's easier said than done.
Jackie's not the first person in my life to profoundly disappoint me, Zoey.
People like that you've just got to let go of
or you spend a lifetime trying to fix them.
And you can't fix 'em.
Oh, my God.
It's like I'm still eating for two.
God, you want some of this?
Carrie...
Crap.
I thought when you said lunch,
you just meant, like, lunch.
In tough times, it's important to make a plan.
In a short time, we've made many.
Mm-hmm.
But there's one plan we haven't made.
Oh, my God. Whoa, stand, stand.
- What is... - I need you to stand.
- You don't want this? - No, I didn't say that.
You can't ask me here in all this traffic and pigeon shit.
Of course. I... I'm so sorry. I can do better.
- My thoughts exactly. - I will do better, you'll see.
I feel very good about this.
Where... where are you going?
I'm going to work at my workplace where I work.
- ( brakes squeal ) - Ah!
Hi, sweetie. Are you okay?
My name is Jackie. I'm a nurse.
This is Dr. Cooper.
We got him, Doc.
I need a backboard now.
Nurse: Call Trauma. We've got incoming.
Nobody said anything about touching patients outside of the hospital.
- I was... - I won't tell if you won't.
Okay, what's going on with your mom?
There's no broken bones, thank God.
But we are just dodging bullets. She needs to be in a home.
Okay, let's talk about your options.
There are no options. She fell down today,
and yesterday she soiled herself
and she sat in it for six hours.
I can come by in the evenings.
I can come by on the weekends...
My mother needs round-the-clock care
in a place where she is not alone all day,
in a place where she can have a staff to entertain her
and feed her and handle the medications.
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