Nurse Jackie

Previously on Nurse Jackie...

I started leaning on painkillers.

There is nothing to be worried about.

For the pain.

- Percocet? - Yes, please.

- Already worried. - Don't be.

Did she give you a whole song and dance about her back?

You can't believe a word she says.

I don't know whose MRI you saw, but it wasn't hers.

I'm here to see Jackie Peyton.

- And you are? - Her husband.

Jackie's not married.

I don't keep secrets, Jackie.

Kevin, neither do I.

I never would have gotten involved if I knew you were married.

This lies on top of lies crap...

Maybe you can live like that, I can't.

- Hi, guys. - Mom!

We've been exploring the possibility of medication.

Really, Grace?

One's on meds, the other one's starting fires.

Whatever we're doing is messing them up.

HR has issued mandatory urine tests.

- Hope you're happy. - I'm not.

Fuck 'em.

I can't look at her lately.

There's all this unspoken shit hanging there.

You gotta know what I'm talking about.

We got a problem. Kevin knows.

He doesn't know anything.

Kevin's in admitting. With the girls.

All right, I'm here. Just say what you fucking gotta say.

I had an affair.

Pack your bags.

No phone, no caffeine, no makeup.

Okay.

Unzip it, please.

If you want to go through my bag, be my guest.

I'm not your guest.

Please open the bag.

Empty it out, please.

- Did anybody help you pack? - No.

And it was in your possession the whole time?

What am I, getting on a plane?

Yes, I packed my own bag. It's been in my possession the whole time.

Let's make this really clear.

You're accountable now for every item in this bag,

every word out of your mouth, every move you make.

That's my toothpaste.

Guess how many nurses crush up their oxy and reseal their toothpaste.

Don't test me.

There's toothpaste in the bathroom.

- I'm here to get better, not worse. - We'll see.

From what I've seen so far, detox is gonna be a bitch.

Welcome to rehab.

Quantum Bay. Here you go.

I can't believe they bought All Saints.

This is what they own. Hotels, firearms, railways, tobacco and baby food.

They sound busy. Maybe they'll leave us alone.

Hilarious. I didn't get lunch.

No one did.

Key change.

Has anyone else noticed that O'Hara's looking a little puffy?

Kettle, kettle, black, black.

Sorry. I thought you were gone for the day.

Nope. Leaving now.

Hey, Jackie. I got something for you.

- Can't it wait till tomorrow? - No, it'll just take a sec. Come on.

So, I was walking by a church,

and this is just sitting there on a step.

Pretty fucking perfect, huh?

No blindsides, Eddie, okay? Not today. I really can't handle it.

I've waited a respectable amount of time, Jackie.

And I've laid low and I can stay low as long as you want me to.

Don't do this, please. Don't do this.

Well, I'm doing it.

Now we can take it nice and slow.

I can take you out on a date.

Maybe a little moonlight.

What?

It's not a thrill if we're not sneaking around?

It only works if I'm forbidden fruit?

Forbidden fruit? Really?

Slater's AWOL. I need you for another hour.

I'm off the clock.

Well, get back on.

Oxy sat.

Any word from the ICU?

I don't know. I'm not...

Oxygen levels, what are they?

By the way, crying on the floor, not cool.

I'm not a nurse. I'm his girlfriend.

I'm a dog groomer. I came right from work.

I'm so sorry. I thought you were a temp nurse.

I told him it didn't matter. We should come to the ER.

Someone should look at it 'cause we'll just fuck it up.

Well, you're here now. We're gonna take very good care of him.

Yeah, but that English lady said his organs might shut down.

We're gonna have plenty of warning signs if that's gonna happen.

We're on it. Don't you worry.

I will be right back.

Not great timing, fully aware, but I love your scrubs.

Watch yourself.

Watch your own fucking self.

Is that really necessary?

To get your doctor head out of your doctor ass, yeah, I guess it is.

My hands are full, yours aren't.

- He can't die. - I know, honey.

Here, put something in your stomach.

You're not gonna want to eat in the ICU, believe me.

Good night and good luck.

- Here's the thing. - Fuck, you scared me.

Yeah, I kind of doubt that.

Fuck, here goes nothing.

Jackie Peyton, were you sleeping with me for my drugs?

You know, I'm not even gonna dignify that.

Dignify it.

Did the drugs figure in? I don't know.

Probably. I guess. I don't know.

You don't know?

Did you love me? Do you know that?

Answer me.

Was I gonna run away and start a life with you? No, I was not.

You want to do yourself in, go right ahead. Leave the rest of us alone.

Fucking seriously.

God help you, Jackie.

That fish is going to be so fat.

I just wish they'd get over themselves.

Her more than him. It's his house. He bought it.

Bailey Dickler's dad lives in the same building Dad does.

Bailey Dickler's dad wanted to move out, our dad didn't.

I still like the pool.

Dad!

You ready? What do you need, Fi?

If you move back in, can we still go to the pool?

If I move back in, I will dig you a pool with my own bare hands.

Let's go, guys.

Buy you a drink?

I got two.

No one really talks to each other anymore, though.

Kids or wives?

Both. Either.

I don't know. How many kids you got?

It's just me.

You're full of shit.

That I am.

- You're pretty. - I'm pretty fucked up.

You know that expression "sheer bliss"?

No, not really.

Well, steer clear,

'cause they put the sheer in front of the bliss

because they know that the bliss eventually is gonna evaporate.

I got high this one time,

and it was about six years ago, and this bliss,

it came at me, like, in waves. You know?

And it felt like a fucking regiment. You know?

I've been chasing it like a ghost ever since.

And no matter how hard I try or how far I reach, I just can't get it.

It's like, what's the fucking point, you know?

You want to go again?

Yes.

Good.

Are you okay? Are you okay?

All right, come here. Lay down.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

Okay, don't fight me. Easy, easy.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God. Fuck. Really?

No. No, I'm all right. How fast can you get over here?

No, wait. You're gonna want to judge me. Just don't judge me. Just don't.

Okay, this begs a judgment.

Can we get him in your town car?

Are you out of your mind? Isn't that a stupid question?

- No, we cannot get him in my town car. - Well, he can't stay here.

On that we agree.

Lenny. I can call Lenny. Lenny's got his own rig. He lives in Queens.

I can call... I'm gonna call Lenny.

Do me a favor. Plug your ears. You're gonna hate this.

I hate everything about this.

- Hello? - Lenny, hi. It's Jackie.

I'm sorry... I'm sorry to wake you up.

I need your help.

I'm looking out my window here and I'm seeing this guy staggering around.

I think he's having a heart... There he goes. He just fell down again.

He's having a heart attack or something, I don't know.

- I can't really tell. I'm gonna go out there. - Where are you?

- 48th, between 6th and Wade. - I'll be right there.

Okay, yeah. Keep the sirens off, okay? There's kids sleeping around here.

Okay.

You want to go on a ride-along? Yep.

And the Oscar goes to dot, dot, dot.

You can't sit.

He's gonna be here in two minutes.

You've got to help me clean up.

- Nope. - No?

I'll declare the body dead, I'll sign what I need to sign and be gone.

Gone from this house, gone from your life.

I am done cleaning up after you.

And I'm not judging.

If anything, I hold myself entirely responsible.