Make out session? You go, girl.
Eat that face.
What are you looking at?
This girl is chewing this guy up. She's got her tongue down his...
- Uh of-oh! - What?
- It's your daughter. - It's fine.
I kept all her old maternity clothes.
- Hang on. - Now what?
- That's not her boyfriend. - Oh.
No. That's definitely not Luke.
I can't believe she'd cheat on him.
What's not to believe? She's sweet, he's loyal, he loves her.
You're right.
He's asking for it.
- Oh God! - Now what?
And the pervert in 1 up is watching too.
Hey! ***
Stop that!
Really? 3:00 A.M.
- I have 3:14. - Will you leave us?
- Yes. - Really, 3:14?
- Really, trying to be a mom? - Have you been drinking?
- I'm not doing this. - We saw you outside with that guy.
Whatever.
- Why are you cheating on Luke? - Good night.
And why are you dressed like a cheap hooker?
Yeah. Next time you want to borrow my clothes, ask first!
Mom - 02x08 Free Therapy and a Dead Lady's Yard Sale
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Oh, God. I need a drink.
- What's the matter? - You know that weird smell from
the apartment that everyone has been complaining about?
- Yeah. - It's Mrs. B***.
Oh, God. No.
She must have been there for a couple of days.
She looked like a bean bag chair in a night gown.
- So sad. - You want to know sad?
All her jewelry, fake.
- You didn't. - Why would I?
That's probably the cops.
Nice. Cops at the door and it's not about us.
- Hey. - Oh, Luke. Hi.
- Is Savanna here? - She's still sleeping.
- Can I give her a message? - Yeah.
I was worried about her. I've been texting for a couple
of days now and she doesn't answer.
- Is that so? - Is there something going on I
- should know about? - Yes, Violet is sick.
- Very sick. - Where's the body?
- Oh, my God! - No, no. Not that sick.
Upstairs. The door is open. Follow your nose.
She just got a stomach bug.
- Puking her guts out. - Hey. What's going on?
Luke came by to see Violet.
I told him the reason she hasn't called back is because she's sick.
Oh, right. Nasty head cold.
At first. Then it turned into the stomach buggy I just told him about.
Yeah. There's more thing**
It's so many ak season.*
- Can I do anything? Get her some soup? - You are just the sweetest.
Yeah. You got to quit that.
You want to help? Go to the store.
Get a half dozen cans of air freshener and a couple of bars.
- Chocolate bars? - I have to tweak my sweet tooth.
Go.
Head cold. How many times have I told you when there's a lie already in motion.
Always follow the leader. Never add new information.
No one is more disappointed in me than me.
- Get up. - Leave me alone.
- Now! - What is your problem?
- I just had to lie to your boyfriend? - And she did a really bad job.
Just so you know, were you home sick last night.
You had a stomach bug that morphed into a head cold.
Head cold into a stomach bug. You're still doing a bad job.
- Sorry, I'm really rusty. - No get it bad. Its like steal a bike.
- I didn't ask you to lie. - No.
You forced us to.
For reasons I don't understand that kid loves you.
She was an easy lay. What's hard to understand?
It's not just Luke.
You've been treating everyone like crap.
You've been lying. Drinking.
- Staying out all night. - Get off my back.
- I just gave up a baby. - Give me a break.
That's your excuse for everything.
The other day you couldn't do the dishes because you just gave up a baby.
- You two could never understand... - What you've been going through.
You sound like a broken record not that I know what I record is.
- I don't want to talk. - Fine. But you have to talk with someone.
Why don't you see a therapist? There are people at the free clinical.
- It doesn't cost anything. - No way I'm seeing a shrink.
Why. You can't be embarrassed.
For God's sake, your water broke at the prom. You can't top that.
Forget it.
- So there's free therapy? - Yeah.
Why haven't you been going?
- It's open. - Hey.
- Where is everyone?
Mom went to pick Roscoe up from school and grandma is
organizing a dead lady's yard sale.
Ok. What's up with you?
- Nothing. - Nothing is cool.
I got salesman of the month at my car dealership.
- Good for you. - That's why I got this pen.
- They gave me a pen. - Awesome.
Burrr. Frosty.
- Something bothering you? - No.
Violet, I was your step-dad for six years.
- I can read you pretty well. - It was four years.
Wow. Your mom really made it feel like longer.
She asked me to go to therapy.
- Why? - Who knows?
- Doesn't matter I'm not going. - You should.
It's a priceless opportunity to piss her off.
- What do you mean? - You get your life together.
And then she is forced to look at her own.
And "Violet", believe me when I tell you, she hates that.
You got smarter when you stopped smoking weed.
Yeah, that's true.
Man, free clinics are so cool. Check this out.
Free mammograms, flu shots, STD, diabetes screening and calligraphy classes.
Oh, that's nice.
And a beautiful handwritten note to all your former sex partners
that you gave them herpes.
Do you have any idea why Violet changed her mind about going to therapy?
I got to assume that she needed to process what I said to her
and eventually came to the right decision.
Just let me assume that.
Do you ever think about seeing a therapist?
No, I'm good.
- I need to believe I'm good. - You don't have any issues?
Hey, we're here to support Violet to she is deal with her issues.
This is not about me. Its about her.
The therapist wants to you join our session.
Son of a bitch.
I think this just became about you.
You he wants you in there too.
- Son of a bitch. - Ha-ha.
Just want you to know everything discussed here is
protected by doctor-patient privilege.
This is a safe space. Can you say anything you'd like.
Ok. I'd like to say when is your bed time?
A sure you I'm completely qualified. I may look young, but I'm actually 23 and a half.
Free clinic. You get what you pay for.
Violet, you have something you wanted to share?
Yeah. You ruined my life.
Say it like you did to the puppet. I'm angry because...
I am angry because you totally screwed up my chances of
having a healthy relationship with a man.
- You're looking at her, right? - I'm looking at both of you.
I thought you were supposed to help her get over giving up the baby.
It's all tied together.
If I wasn't so messed up with guys I probably wouldn't have
- even gotten pregnant. - See what I did there?
- Wait. It's my fault you got pregnant? - I looked the point.
Violet is trying to the make there was a lack of role models she could look up to.
You drove Albert away and Baxter away and I never even knew my father.
- Hey! Your father left me. - You were a drunken mess.
- Of course he did. - You know what?
- We're not here to talk about him. - See?
This is what she always does when I ask about my dad she shuts me down.
I don't know a thing about that guy. How screwed is up that?
In my professional opinion
I would suggest Violet has a right to know some information about her father.
Oh, really? Have you a professional opinion?
Maybe. I mean...
Honestly, sometimes you just say things.
Look, she's drinking, she's cheating on her boyfriend.
- Shouldn't we focus on that? - I bet you I would be a much
happier person if you were the one that took off and I grew up with my father.
- Oh, boy. Would you lose that bet. - Mom, no.
- She doesn't know anything. - Mom, please.
She's 18. She can hear it.
- You wanna know the truth? - Mom!
Your father used to beat the crap out of my daughter.
He sent her to the emergency room twice.
I seriously doubt you'd be happier living with him.
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I never wanted you to know.
You looked in my direction. Does that mean we're speaking again?
So no?
- How long did she stay with him? - Too long.
Well, it wasn't as if I had you to run home too.
Hey, at that time in my life I was in my own prison.
Prison.
- I wanted to met him. - What?
Did you not get what he did to your mother?
Yeah. He sounds like a total loser.
But he's still my father, and I have a right to know him.
This is exactly why I didn't her to find out.
- Maybe he's changed. - People like that don't change.
Aren't you in a programmer that's all about second chances?
You guys keep saying your turned your lifes around.
Isn't it possible my dad became a half decent guy?
-It's not the same. - Just because you say so?
I want to hear his side of the story!
You think he has a side?
That's it.
***
You want to meet him? We're going to meet him.
- Great. - Great.
What are you doing?
The first return was to be**. It's actually this way.
- Do you know what you're doing? - Yeah.
Ok.
Here he is.
James Sudcliff.
- I thought his name was Butch. - Butch was his nickname.
- Oh. Do you know how he died? - Car accident.
Anyway, I know this isn't how you wanted to meet him, but here's your dad.
Why couldn't you have been a cool guy?
He was cool.
He was so cool I couldn't even believe he wanted to go out with me.
- What happened? - First few months were fun.
And one night we were doing tequila shots with his friends.
He came in and said, "Curt Cobain just died."
And I said "no, genius it's Kurt with a T."
Then everyone laughed.
No big deal.
Then everyone cried because, you know, Kurt Cobain died.
Then we get in the car to go home.
And he start yelling at me for embarrassing him.
And his reation was to crazy I thought he was kidding. So I laughed.
And he slapped me so hardy heard ringing in my ears.
And that was the beginning.
I packed my bags so many times.
But he always said that he loved me and it would never happen again.
Until the day...
that after awhile I just started feeling like I deserved it.
Anyway.
That's my side.
I'll be in the car.
So, who the hell is James Sudcliff?
No idea.
But I'd rather Violet think Butch is dead than ever go look for that monster.
I get it.
Sorry I called you a bad liar. You're a great liar.
Thanks, coach. It means a lot coming from you.
I'm awful sorry I wasn't there for you.
You're here now.
Sorry for dragging you into this, James Sudcliff.
- I'm sure you were a very nice man. - She's looking. She's looking.
I hope you rot in hell, you miserable bastard!
Why did you spit on my husband's grave?
Oh, I think you know.
- When will mom be back? - Shouldn't be long.
- She took your sister to therapy. - Oh.
- What's therapy? - You'll find out soon enough.
Hey. Guess who made salesmen of the month?
You told me. They gave you a pen.
Hey.
- What took you so long? - Sorry.
We had to make a couple of stops.
- Is that frozen yogurt? - Yep.
Dead people tweak my sweet tooth.
I'm going to change and then head over to Luke's.
Remember, you're recovering from a stomach bug that morphed into a head cold.
- You keep reversing it! - Head cold, stomach bug.
Just say ****. He won't ask any questions.
Baxter, kitchen.
- What did I do? - Bitch be crazy. Does it matter?
- Sit down. - Oh, boy.
Relax you're not in trouble.
Then what are we going to talk about?
So listen, some stuff came up
in therapy, and it got me thinking about our relationship.
- And I'm not in trouble? - No.
Remember what I told you about Violet's dad?
Yeah. I remember.
- Bad guy. - Yeah.
Well, I was really messed up after that,
and you kind of paid the price for it.
Is that Fruedian for you were really mean to me?
I'm so sorry.
You were a standup guy and I just couldn't appreciate it.
Wow. Thanks.
Thank you.
I have a girlfriend so can't make out with you.
- Baxter... - Although she isn't here.
Well, neither am I.
Now I'm in trouble.
- Hey. - Hey.
How did it go with Luke?
I told him I made out with another guy. And he broke up with me.
So pretty much the perfect end to the perfect day.
I'm sorry.
It's ok. I haven't exactly been the best girlfriend.
Or daughter but that probably goes without saying.
No. It doesn't.
Sit.
Mom, it never occurred to me that it could have been his fault.
When you look at me, it is just...
Am I just a constant reminder of a terrible time?
Are you kidding?
Just the opposite.
I might not be here without you.
I don't understand. What do you mean?
When I found out I was pregnant, I knew it wasn't just about me anymore.
You gave me the courage to leave.
You saved my life.
Well, good, then.
It's been a long day. See you in the morning.
So how do we do this?
Well, why don't you tell me what's going on in your life?
What's been bothering you?
Ok. Well, let's see.
- Bonnie, could you, please, join us? - Son of a bitch.
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