01x08 - Episode 8

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Hey.

- Hey.

- Hey, Claire.

- Dad.

Nate let me come along.

I hope you don't mind.

- Let's just go.

Okay?

Well, I suppose I better get on back to the store.

- All right.

- Tell the kids I said hi.

- Will do.

They've been asking about you.

I know you're in a tough spot, but you're gonna make it through it.

Trust me.

I've been there.

Um, I know we ain't been close, but I'd like to be there for you now.

If you'll let me.

- Thanks.

- Later, Pop.

- You should have told me you were bringing Dad.

It was a complete ambush.

He just wanted to help out his daughter.

I didn't see it as a big deal.

- How long have you guys been talking?

- Well, ever since Lisa went back full time, he's been helping out with the kids.

It's been nice.

- Yeah, until it's not.

Well, he's been sober almost seven years.

So...

So, uh, you can stay here as long as you want.

Uh...there are some ground rules, though.

I told Lisa you'd get a job soon, so get a job soon.

Make the probation officer happy too.

- Going job hunting tomorrow.

Good.

If you're hungry, there's stuff up in the fridge.

Have at it.

Um...

Matt brought by most of your things.

So you should be good there too.

- Oh.

How's he doing?

- You know...

- I'm sure he's happy that the divorce is almost finalized.

I wouldn't say he's happy about pretty much anything right now.

All right.

I'm gonna head back to work.

I'll be back later.

- Hey, Nate, thank you for letting me stay here.

I--I really appreciate it, and I know that Lisa is-- - Oh, it's--it's fine.

I'll see you tonight.

- - Hey.

- Lisa.

- Hi.

Starting early, huh?

- Yeah, sorry.

I should have asked you first.

Just been such a while since I've had any wine.

Um, can I pour you a glass?

- No.

Maybe later.

You look surprisingly good, considering.

- Thanks.

Just wanted to feel like myself again.

- - Aunt Claire!

- Hi, sweetie.

- - Hey.

- Aww, I missed you guys.

Hi.

- Hey, guys.

Auntie Claire must be really tired from her big day, so why don't we just leave her alone for a little bit, okay?

- I'm--I'm fine.

Let's go get some snacks.

Let's go.

- - Hi.

- Hey.

What can I get you?

- Um...could I get a small latte and...maybe one of your scones, please?

- It'll be $7.50.

- Crap.

Uh...

I'll just get the latte, please.

- Well, it's on the house.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Your latte will be right up.

- Okay.

These totally changed my life.

Got, like, five pairs at home.

It's dumb that something as trivial as a pair of leggings can make you feel so different.

Plus, they make your butt look so good.

- I mean, they are really cute.

They're so cute.

- All right.

I'm sold.

- Looking for a job?

- I was thinking about applying.

- I feel like you'd be such a good fit.

Let's get you an application.

Great.

- Okay, so you just fill out one of these, do an interview--our target customer's everyone, blah, blah, blah--and after a quick background check, we'll be good.

- Okay.

So about the background check-- um, there may be this small misdemeanor that comes up, but I think-- - Claire Wilson?

It really is you.

- Excuse me for just one minute.

You're out already?

- I served my time, Victoria.

Oh, come on, you gotta be kidding me.

Okay.

No, no, no.

This woman cannot work here.

Google her.

You'll see.

Claire Wilson--she's a sexual predator.

Excuse me.

Uh, do you know how much longer?

I've been waiting for over an hour.

- They'll call you when they're ready.

- Okay.

- We'll do your sample and then go over your employment status.

I need to see your stomach and your back.

- Really?

- Lift up your shirt.

- It's not like I'm hoarding pee or something.

- I can report your insubordination to the judge, if you prefer.

Now the sample.

- Hey, Claire, you ready for dinner?

- I'll be up in a minute.

No, no, don't do it.

Do it!

Oh!

- How'd the job hunt go?

- Didn't.

I mean, I went--I went to one store, but I kind of lost energy when a mom from Westerbrook called me a predator in front of the entire place.

- Really?

- I mean, are you really surprised that she feels that way?

- Oh, can you give me a break?

Give me one f*cking break.

It's obvious you don't want me here.

I get it.

- - Nice, Claire.

- She's been a bitch since I got here.

- Don't.

- You do know it was consensual, right?

- If the roles were reversed, you'd be high fiving me right now.

Are you listening to yourself?

- He was your student.

- I know.

But he pursued me.

He kissed me.

- And you didn't say "no."

- I wish I could have been the perfect little wife and popped out a bunch of babies like I was supposed to, but I wanted...

I wanted to feel free.

I wanted to do what I wanted for the first time in my life.

Look, I get that you and Dad are cool now, but you have no idea what it was like for me in that house with him.

For you guys to just show up like that--

- Don't blame your f*cked up childhood, all right?

- Take responsibility.

- How have I not?

I just spent six months in jail, I'm about to have five years' probation, and I'm immortalized as a teacher slut.

Is that not enough?

- So your life was boring.

Who gives a sh*t?

People k*ll to live boring lives, Claire.

That doesn't give you license to do whatever you want.

Do you even realize the damage that you've done, how much sh*t I get from Lisa for having you here?

You jeopardized my career, and don't even get me started on Matt.

He's barely functioning.

And that kid...

- Hi.

- Hey.

- Can I come in?

- - Okay.

How have you been?

- I've been better.

- I'm sorry, Claire.

I am so sorry.

This is all my fault.

I convinced you to run away, and then I left like a f*cking idiot.

- - It's not your fault.

- I mean, if I hadn't-- if I hadn't told the cops...

none of this would have happened, and-- It's not your-- - All I can think about is just you being in jail because of me.

- No, I'm the one who...

I just wanted someone else to know how happy we were.

We were happy, right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, Claire, are you kidding me?

Last year with you was...

Being with you...

It was...everything.

I--I can't--I mean, I can't do anything without you.

I can't--I can't eat.

I can't sleep.

I can't go to class.

Like...

I'm--without you, I'm alone.

I need you.

- What we had...

Was an escape.

It wasn't love.

- Look at what it's doing to us.

No.

I've tried to convince myself that it's okay, but it's not.

You need to leave.

- No, you can't--come on.

- This is violating my probation.

You need to go.

Claire, please.

- Eric.

Go be a kid, Eric.

Just go.