LESLIE: I want you to know
that I'm not angry with you.
- RUE: Angry?
- LESLIE: Yes, I'm not angry with you.
- I love you.
- RUE: What are you talking about?
LESLIE: I know you're doin' dr*gs again.
RUE: What? Did Gia say
something about this?!
Really?! You're gonna
rat me out to f*ckin' Mom
over smokin' a little
bit of f*ckin' weed?!
- Is that what the f*ck we're doing now?
- What're you talking about?
- I didn't rat you out!
- I knew I never should've
- f*ckin' trusted you!
- GIA: I didn't say anything!
RUE: Then what is she talking about?!
LESLIE: Wait, wait, wait!
Were you doin' dr*gs with Gia?
- No!
- GIA: What? I...
- Rue, I didn't say anything!
- Then how the f*ck does she know?
- What is she talking about?!
- LESLIE: Gia, you knew this?
- You knew she was doin' dr*gs?
- GIA: It's not like that.
Okay, you know what? If
you wanna f*ckin' consider
smoking some weed to help with
my f*cking panic att*cks doing dr*gs
then, yeah, sure, whatever.
I was doin' f*ckin' dr*gs.
Gimme a f*ckin' break.
- You knew?
- [DOOR SLAMS]
- Don't slam my door!
- GIA: Mom!
Please tell her I didn't say anything...
Can you guys chill the f*ck out?
It's just weed.
LESLIE: I'm not talkin' about weed, Rue.
I'm talkin' about pills.
- What?
- LESLIE: I'm talking about opiates.
[YAWNS] I'm not doin' opiates, Mom.
- When did you start doing pills?
- LESLIE: Gia!
RUE: I didn't. I f*ckin' didn't!
- I told you...
- Gia...
I thought it wasn't a good idea...
Gia, please!
Let me handle this! Go to your room!
- f*ck it.
- Yeah, f*ck it!
RUE: If you wanna drug
test me, let's just do it.
- I don't want to drug test you.
- Okay, so then, what?
You just wanna f*ckin'
accuse me of sh*t?
I'm not accusing you, baby.
- Okay? But I know...
- If you're so f*ckin' sure,
let's do it! Come on, let's go.
Let's f*ckin' drug test me.
I don't need to. Jules
told me everything.
The f*ck did you do, Mom?
- f*ck! What did you do, Mom?
- Baby, please listen to me, okay?
f*ck. What did you do
with the f*ckin' suitcase?!
- It's gonna be okay!
- What'd you do with the f*ckin' suitcase?!
- Baby, it's gonna be okay!
- No, it's not
gonna be f*ckin' okay! You don't know...
f*ck! It wasn't mine!
- Then whose is it? Huh?!
- f*ck! f*ck!
Okay, look, look.
We can go to the hospital, okay?
I'm not goin' to a f*ckin'
hospital! If you call...
- Mom, Mom...
- Look, we can do the withdrawal thing
- again, baby. It's okay.
- Don't call... the f*ckin' hospital.
If you try to put me
in a f*ckin' hospital,
I swear to God,
we're gonna have a problem.
- Rue, no, you're out of control.
- Put the phone down.
Put the f*cking... Put
the f*cking phone down!
Where did you put it?
Where'd you put my pills, Mom?
- Where did you put it?!
- You're in my way.
Get outta my way.
I'm callin' the police.
- No, you can't. You can't do that.
- Yes!
You will not att*ck me in my own home...
I'll do whatever the f*ck
I want in your own home!
I raised you!
I did, okay?!
And you do not f*ckin' scare me!
[HEAVY BREATHING]
You're not a good person, Rue.
You smilin'?
Really? You're proud of that?
You know what's a shame, Mom?
My dad's dead.
Kinda keeps you from admitting
what a sh*t f*ckin' mother you are.
[SCOFFS]
"Oh, poor Leslie.
"Her daughter's an addict,
but, you know, her dad did die."
You hear that, Gia?!
You hear that?
I don't wanna put too
much pressure on you,
but you're probably gonna have to be
a f*ckin' neurosurgeon,
or maybe an astronaut
because if not, then
Mom is for f*ckin' ,
and that means that it might, actually,
- just be her f*ckin' fault.
- GIA: Rue...
- Stop!
- Yeah, that means, maybe,
she, actually, f*cked up!
- Okay, that's enough, Rue.
- RUE: To be f*ckin' honest.
- That's enough.
- Don't f*ckin' touch me!
Don't f*ckin' touch me!
You wanna hit me?
- GIA: Shut the f*ck up!
- Do it. Hit me!
- You're f*cking...
- I know you want to.
- Get the f*ck off of me!
- Don't you f*ckin' touch her!
- [SLAPS]
- Ow!
Get out! Get the f*ck outta here!
- Get off of me!
- Get your...
- [KICKING DOOR]
- RUE: Where are my f*ckin' pills?!
What did you do?!
[RUE PANTING]
RUE: Where are they?!
[SCREAMS]
You wanna tell me what to do
with my f*ckin' life, huh?!
You wanna tell me to stop doin' dr*gs?!
[BANGING DOOR]
Huh, what the f*ck else
am I supposed to do, huh?!
What do you want me to do?!
- What do you want me to f*ckin' do?!
- [CRIES] Rue, please!
This is your f*ckin' fault!
You don't f*ckin' recognize
me? Well, neither do f*ckin' I!
I don't f*ckin' recognize me either!
Where did you put it? [GROANS]
You wish I was different?! So do I!
You f*cking hate me?! So do I!
Where did you f*cking put them?!
f*ck! Where'd you put it?
Where's the f*ckin' suitcase?
Where's the f*ckin' suitcase?
f*ck.
Where did you put it? f*ck.
[CRIES] Where did you
put the f*ckin' pills?
Where did you put the pills?!
[CRYING]: Where did you put them, Mom?
[PANTING]
[PANTING, LAUGHS]
[RUE CRYING]
You, you don't understand,
Mom. It's not my suitcase.
[SOBBING]
It's not mine.
This is bad. This is really, really bad.
[CRYING]
I want to get clean. I can't do it.
And I just... I don't
wanna be here anymore.
[SNIFFLING]
I'm sor... I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.
I, I just... I don't know what to do.
I'm, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Gia.
I, I didn't, I didn't mean to.
[SHUDDERING, SNIFFLING]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, but I need you
to tell me where they are.
I need you to tell me
where the pills are, Mom.
I need you to tell me
where the suitcase is.
[SNIFFLING]
Tell me where they are, Mom!
f*ck! Aah!
Where did you f*cking put them?!
I know they're f*ckin' in here,
Mom! I know they're in here!
What did you do with
them?! What did you do?!
Where the f*ck are they?
What did you do with them?
JULES: We flushed 'em down the toilet.
LESLIE: You look embarrassed, Rue.
You embarrassed 'cause Jules
just heard everything you said?
Don't cry. Own that sh*t.
Own what you just said.
f*ck you.
[CHUCKLES]
[CHUCKLES] Oh, okay.
[PANTING, CHUCKLE]
I see what the f*ck is goin' on here.
Well, first thing's first,
Elliot here is a f*ckin' addict...
so if he tells you
anything f*ckin' different,
he's a liar and a f*cking snake.
f*ck you!
- He cares about you...
- f*ckin' bitch.
This doesn't f*cking concern you, Jules.
- Yes, it does...
- No the f*ck it doesn't!
- Yes, it does.
- How?!
'Cause I don't want
you to k*ll yourself.
- You're a f*cking rat!
- JULES: You were lying to me.
RUE: Yeah, so you go
tell my f*ckin' Mom?!
JULES: I didn't know what else to do.
And why the f*ck would you say anything?
[SCOFFS]
You are f*ckin' dead to me.
- You don't mean that.
- I f*cking mean every f*cking word.
- You're dead to me, Jules.
- I don't believe you.
You and me, we're f*ckin' done.
There's nothing f*ckin' there anymore.
Nothing... f*cking... There.
You know, I have a lot
of regrets... in my life.
But I gotta tell you,
Jules, meeting you,
has got to be at
the top of my f*ckin' list.
Oh, now you wanna f*ckin' cry?
Now you wanna f*ckin' cry?
Yeah, you're a f*cking vampire.
You just go around f*ckin' sucking
the f*cking spirit out of everyone!
You like that sh*t...
makes you feel good.
- You know that's not true.
- RUE: It is f*ckin' true.
It's all about f*ckin' Jules, right?
And you don't know what
the f*ck you're doing.
You just act all f*ckin' innocent,
like you're this f*ckin'
sweet little angel,
this innocent, sweet,
little f*ckin' angel
who doesn't know what
the f*ck they're doing.
You know what the f*ck you're doing!
- JULES: I love you.
- No the f*ck you don't.
You love being loved!
You're a f*ckin' greedy whore
who just likes sucking
the life out of people.
And it f*cking hurts, Jules!
- I love you.
- RUE: No, you don't.
Stop saying that! You don't love me!
You f*ckin' left me...
when I f*ckin' needed you.
You f*ckin' left me...
when I was at my f*ckin' lo...
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
You f*ckin' left me
at my f*cking lowest!
And a real f*ckin' friend,
someone who f*ckin' loves you,
wouldn't do some sh*t like that, Jules!
[WRY CHUCKLE]
I love you and I want to help you.
RUE: If you wanna help me,
uh, you can honestly,
you can just stay out
of my f*ckin' life...
forever. [CHUCKLES]
That would be great because, honestly,
looking at you makes me
physically f*cking ill!
- I'm sorry, baby.
- JULES: Okay.
ELLIOT: I shouldn't have said anything.
I liked Rue the way she was.
And this sh*t was never my place.
[RUE CRYING]
RUE: I feel like I'm going crazy, Mom.
- I feel like I'm going crazy.
- Look...
- I wanna take you to the ER, okay?
- Okay.
- Okay. They can... No.
- I'm sorry.
LESLIE: They can help you detox, okay?
RUE: Mom, I'm sorry for what I said.
I am. Please, forgive me.
LESLIE: I don't care about that, Rue.
I'm sorry.
- I just miss Dad.
- LESLIE: Me too, baby, me too.
- I miss him a lot.
- LESLIE: I know.
Me too.
[SHUDDERING BREATHS]
[DOOR OPENS]
- Oh, God.
- [DOOR CLOSES]
LESLIE: Baby...
Listen.
Can I take you to the hospital?
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You want shotgun?
[ENGINE STARTS]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE RUMBLING]
[BANGING CONTINUES]
RUE: You wanna know the truth?
[CHUCKLES]
I relapsed as soon
as I got out of rehab.
[MUFFLED CONVERSATION]
LESLIE: ... thinkin' about
that right now, okay?
Let's just get you back into rehab.
RUE: Wait, what, what the
f*ck you talking about, Mom?
I thought you said we
were going to the ER.
LESLIE: Yeah, baby, it's the same thing.
RUE: No, it's not the f*ckin'
same thing, Mom.
[MUFFLED CONVERSATION]
[INAUDIBLE]
Five percent, okay?
Those are my f*cking chances, one in .
LESLIE: All I know, if
you set your mind to it,
your chances are higher
than five percent.
Yeah, well, everybody's
Mom f*ckin' says that, okay?
Even the ones who bury their kids.
[CHUCKLES]
It's funny 'cause...
if you guys didn't do
this f*ckin' intervention sh*t,
I was about a month
away from k*lling myself.
I have this image in my head
of me just, you know,
layin' in the sand, and...
lettin' the wave just
kind of take me out to sea.
Ugh, f*ck. Mom, I can't do
this. I can't, I can't do this.
You guys need to let me out of this car.
- I don't care...
- RUE: I don't wanna f*ckin' do this!
[CRIES]
LESLIE: It's okay, baby,
we're almost there, okay?
RUE: It's not f*ckin' okay, Mom!
LESLIE: Just... Rue! Rue!
Can't do this. I'm sorry, Mom, I can't.
- I can't do it.
- LESLIE: Rue, get back in the car!
- [SCREAMS]: Rue!
- Oh my gosh!
- [CARS HONKING]
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Mom, Mom, go get her!
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYING]
Mom, go!
f*ck, f*ck! Stop,
stop, stop, stop! Stop!
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[SCREAMS]: Rue!
♪♪
[SOFTLY]: f*ck.
Synced & corrected by QueenMaddie
www.addic ed.com
[SIRENS WAILING]
♪ Praise the Lord ♪
[RUE GRUNTING]
Fez!
[RAP MUSIC ON CAR RADIO]
[KNOCKING]
[DOG BARKING]
[MAN SHOUTING]
[RUE PANTING]
- [DOG BARKING]
- [SIRENS WAILING]
[WINCES]
Ah, f*ck.
- Hey.
- Hey, are you okay?
Mm-hm. I think I just have,
like, a cold or something.
Okay, well, don't get me
sick 'cause I have rehearsal.
I can't, I can't get you sick.
Okay, well, colds are contagious, so...
RUE: Yeah, I realize
that, but it's just...
It's not that kind of thing.
Can I use your bathroom, please?
- Hey, Rue!
- Oh, hi.
- Hey, oh. Oh, yeah.
- Hey.
- Oh, my God.
- [ALL GREETING RUE]
Hey, Rue.
Oh, jeez. Are you feelin' okay?
- RUE: Yeah.
- You look terrible.
- RUE: Yeah...
- I mean, really terrible.
Yeah, I think I just have,
like, a cold or something.
Well, don't get me sick. I have
a compromised immune system.
But otherwise, are you doin' okay?
- [YAWNS] Uh-huh.
- How's your mom?
I was thinking about her the other day.
She's good.
- And how's your sister?
- Yeah, good.
- You staying clean?
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah? Bein' a good girl?
- Mm-hm.
How long have you been clean for?
Um, since the summertime.
Now, are you in AA, or are you in NA?
RUE: Um...
- NA.
- SUZE: NA.
- RUE: Mm-hm.
- SUZE: Okay, good to hear.
That's just terrific.
- I...
- SUZE: I'm not a big fan of AA.
Honey, do you remember
when your father...
[LAUGHING] sent me to AA that one time?
I was just kickin' and screamin'.
Just a bunch of hoity-toity
assholes giving their advice
whether you ask for it or not...
Suze, can I use your bathroom, please?
- A nightmare. Absolutely.
- Thank you...
- So much.
- Knock yourself out, sweetheart.
It's nice to see you. You look great.
She's not doin' good.
[TOILET FLUSHES]
f*ck.
[GRUNTS]
[WATER RUNNING]
Oh...
[TURNS OFF WATER]
Ah, f*ck. It'll never f*ckin' end.
This can't make you feel
good, Rue. Livin' like this.
Lyin' to the people you love,
bein' mean to the people you love.
This can't make you
feel good about yourself.
RUE: I don't care.
Just f*ckin' leave me alone, please.
- I know you're in pain.
- RUE: You have no f*cking idea, Mom.
LESLIE: Let's get back into the car,
and let me take you to the hospital.
I can't get clean.
I can't do that sh*t forever.
You don't have to.
Just... take it one day at a time.
Yeah.
- Hey, Cass?
- CASSIE: Yeah?
- I have a quick question for you.
- What?
How long have you been
f*cking Nate Jacobs?
[NERVOUS LAUGHTER]
Wh-what, what, what
are you talking about?
RUE: How long have
you been f*cking Nate?
CASSIE: I'm not. [LAUGHS] What? I'm not.
What are you talking about?
Oh, I just... I,
I saw her get in his truck,
and then, kiss him and drive off.
That was, like, what, like, uh...
- Uh...
- RUE: Like a month ago?
Uh...
- Are you kidding me?
- Uhh.
Cass, that's, like... really bad.
[CASSIE CRYING]
You're f*cking Nate? Are you kidding me?
No, I... I don't even know
why she would say that.
- You're lying!
- Yeah, can we just table
this conversation?
- Okay, let's go...
- No, no. You expect me to stand here
next to my best friend
who's been lying to me
about f*cking my ex-boyfriend!
- I'm literally gonna get violent.
- Okay, no. Let's just...
SUZE: No, there is no
need to get violent, okay,
because we are having an intervention!
- Stop it!
- I'm beggin' you.
- Let's just get into the car.
- Mom... I can't.
- KAT: Let's just talk...
- MADDY: Oh, you're crying?!
- No... Maddy!
- You're f*cking crying,
you f*cking bitch?!
- Maddy, come on!
- You're the one who's hurt?
You're the most self-centered,
idiotic person I have ever f*cking met!
You f*ck my ex,
and you're f*cking crying?!
Are you f*cking kidding me?!
- Let's just do this later.
- LESLIE: Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, but I don't give
a sh*t who's f*cking who, okay?
If you're gonna keep talkin'
about it, get out of the room.
Yeah, absolutely.
You're being an animal...
- Do you wanna go on a walk?
- Right now... to my girl.
I don't even know why
you're believing her.
She's a drug addict.
MADDY: How long have
you been f*cking him?
- Be honest.
- Maddy, let's just do it later.
Kat, shut the f*ck up!
How long have you been f*cking him?!
Rue?
Listen, let's just get
into the car, okay?
When was this?
Right after New Year's.
Oh!
You dumb f*cking bitch!
I'm gonna f*ck you...
Don't f*ckin' run away from
me, you stupid f*cking bitch!
Why are you guys... Come on!
[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]
- I don't...
- SUZE: Goddammit, I'm so sorry.
Rue?
[GROANS]
[COUGHS]
- FEZCO: What's up, kid?
- Hey.
- You look like sh*t.
- Yeah, I f*ckin' feel like sh*t.
I think I'm going through
withdrawal and I, I need somethin'.
Can't help you.
I don't have nothin' here.
RUE: Ah f*ck, man.
You gotta have something.
That's bullshit.
Don't know what to tell you.
I don't keep nothin'
at the house no more.
- f*ck, okay.
- Not no more.
Well, can I, can I use your bathroom?
- FEZCO: Go ahead!
- Okay... Ah f*ck.
Where did you come from?
[DOOR SHUTS]
[TV PLAYING, INDISTINCT]
- Yo, you all right in there?
- RUE: Don't... I'm f*ckin'...
I'm shittin' my brains
out. Please, Fez, go away.
You want some Pepto Bismol
- or something?
- RUE: No! No, f*ck.
- Just go away.
- All right, all right.
[TV CONTINUES]
[WINCES]
Yo, come on now, Rue.
- Are you serious?
- Fez, please.
- No, no, no.
- Please? Please, let me.
Let me take them. Just...
Only three. She won't even
know that they're gone.
- She won't miss them.
- It's the principle, Rue.
- It's just not right.
- Please, just let... Just let me
- keep 'em. Please?
- It's not right.
- I'm in a lot of pain, Fez, please.
- Give it to me, Rue.
- Give it to me. Let go.
- Please?
- Please... f*ck.
- You gotta leave the house.
- Let go of me. Fez, let go!
- You gotta leave the house, Rue.
Get off of me! Get your
f*ckin' hands off of me!
Get the f*ck off me, you piece of sh*t!
- Hell, nah! Nah, come here!
- Don't f*ckin'...
- Don't f*ckin' touch me! Get off!
- Come here!
- Nah, we not doin' this sh*t today!
- Get off! Fez! Fez!
- Get the f*ck off of me!
- We not doin' it today!
- Get off of me!
- Come on!
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
- Nah, you gotta get
- the f*ck out the house now!
- I'm sorry! I'm...
- No, it's too late for that now...
- RUE: You don't have...
You don't have to take
me out. You don't have...
You, you don't ha...
You don't have to put me out!
You don't have to!
Don't f*ckin' have to put me...
- You don't have to put me out there!
- FEZCO: No, no, no.
- RUE: No. f*ck.
- You gotta go.
f*ck!
[GROANING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[DOG BARKING]
[CAR HONKS]
MAN: Come on! Let's go!
Every f*cking time!
[HONKS]
Stop f*ckin' rushing me.
[DISCORDANT MUSIC]
♪♪
♪ Hey, do y'all know what's up? ♪
♪ Hey, do y'all know what's up? ♪
♪ Meet me, I'm rollin' up ♪
♪ And my dream's gold as f*ck ♪
[DOOR CLOSES]
[GROANS]
f*ck.
[DOG GROWLS]
[GROWLING CONTINUES]
[GROWLING]
- Hey, puppy.
- [DOG GROWLS]
- [BARKS]
- RUE: Hey.
Hi... Hi.
Oh.
Oh, oh, you're...
[CHUCKLES] you're cute.
Oh, ow. Ah yeah.
[GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS] What's your name?
Harold.
Okay, Harold... Ah!
I'm just gonna... steal some sh*t.
["FEVER" BY SHARON CASH PLAYING]
♪♪
♪ Never know how much I love ya ♪
♪ Never know how much I care ♪
♪ When you put your arms around me ♪
- One, two, three, four, five, six.
- [BEEPING]
- One, one, one, one, one.
- [BEEPING]
- [CLICKS]
- [GASPS]
♪ Fever in the morning ♪
♪ And fever all through the night ♪
♪ Bless my soul, I love ya ♪
♪ Take this heart away ♪
- WIFE: I don't wanna talk about it.
- HUSBAND: Ugh.
You know, heaven forbid
you miss one f*ckin' party.
WIFE: It's embarrassing.
- Good night, Gabe.
- HUSBAND: Mm-hm.
[SIGHS]
Gabe!
I think someone broke in! Get the g*n!
[GASPS]
- Oh!
- Oh, holy f*ck!
- ["FEVER" CONTINUES]
- ♪ Ow! ♪
- ♪ You gonna treat me right ♪
- ♪ You give me fever ♪
- ♪ You gonna treat me right ♪
- ♪ You give me fever ♪
♪ How are you gonna treat me right ♪
♪ You give me fever ♪
♪ Are you gonna treat me right ♪
Gia, can you pay attention?
And help me find your sister?
[WINCES] Aw, f*ck.
Ah...
[DRY HEAVES]
Ah, f*ck.
OFFICER : Everything okay, Miss?
Totally.
Where you headed?
Home.
OFFICER : What?
[GAGS] Home.
What was that?
I said I'm headed...
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
- OFFICER : Ah, dammit!
- OFFICER : Ah, sh*t! We got a runner.
- [SIRENS WAILING]
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
♪♪
[GROWLS]
Oh, sh*t.
- [BARKING]
- sh*t!
♪♪
ANNOUNCER [ON TV]: We've seen stalemates
from them in the past.
♪♪
♪ Yeah, I f*ckin' did it,
yeah, I f*ckin' said it ♪
♪ Yeah, I meant it,
yeah, I'm here to k*ll it ♪
♪ Came here for the money,
yeah, there's plenty ♪
♪ Poppin' like we're corn,
yeah, the pot is cookin' ♪
♪ We still hungry, I could eat a horse ♪
'Scuse me! 'Scuse me!
Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
♪ Yeah, I look like Sammy Davis Jr.
but I'm still the Frankie, yeah ♪
♪ Keep them cameras rollin'
when I roll up in the Lamy ♪
♪ 'Cause I f*ckin' did it,
yeah, I f*ckin' said it ♪
♪ Understand me ♪
[TIRES SCREECHING]
RUE: Please, God, don't let me die.
- [CARS HONKING]
- [TIRES SCREECHING]
♪♪
DRIVER: Get out of the f*ckin' road!
[HORNS HONKING, TIRES SCREECHING]
Oh sh*t!
OFFICER : Vehicle in pursuit
of a pedestrian.
Requesting additional units.
[CARS HONKING]
[SIRENS WAILING]
[DISCORDANT MUSIC PLAYING]
♪♪
[SIREN WAILING]
OFFICER : There she is!
Hey, stop!
'Scuse me! 'Scuse me!
[PARTY CHATTER, MUSIC]
Get out of the way!
Move!
RUE: I'm so sorry!
OFFICER: Move! Get out of the way!
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
OFFICER : Hey, stop!
She's going down the alley!
[OFFICERS SHOUTING]
[GRUNTING]
Oh, f*ck!
[CHICKENS CLUCKING]
[OFFICERS GRUNTING]
[DISCORDANT MUSIC]
♪♪
[PERSON SCREAMS]
[GRUNTS]
[CHICKENS CLUCKING]
♪♪
Where'd she go?
[DOGS YAPPING]
[RUE PANTING]
♪♪
♪ Praise the Lord ♪
[YAPPING CONTINUES]
[DISPATCHER ON RADIO]
OFFICER: All right, guys,
let's wrap it up.
[DISPATCH CONTINUES]
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]
f*ck.
Hi.
Ruby Bennett, I'm so happy to see you.
[SOFT ROCK PLAYING ON RADIO]
[BIRD SQUAWKS]
I, uh... I don't have
the money right now, but...
I, uh... I brought this.
This, this is, like, a thousand
dollars worth of jewelry,
and, uh, I have, um...
$ , right here... um.
That's all I have right now.
Rue, why didn't you just pick up
the phone and tell me that?
You could've just said, "Laurie,
I don't have a dozen eggs,
I've only got eight."
- I was just worried.
- About what?
- That you would be angry.
- [MICROWAVE BEEPING]
You wanna know a funny thing about me?
I don't think I've ever
gotten angry in my entire life.
Really?
LAURIE: Well, I don't
know if that's true.
Is that true?
Yeah, no, that's true.
I've never gotten angry.
[BIRD SQUAWKS]
You did lie to me, though.
You said you were sober.
- I was.
- Rue, you're lying to me again.
I know it might be hard to believe,
but I was a college athlete.
I was pretty tough,
and then I got injured.
And over the years, I had surgeries,
and I had screws put in my shoulder.
And then, eventually,
I got put on Oxycontin.
I was a school teacher by that time,
and I had a family.
You should've seen us.
We were, like, right
out of a Sears catalog.
I didn't even know it was
addictive until I ran out.
And that's when I learned
I would do anything to avoid withdrawal
'cause it's hell.
- You're going through hell, aren't you?
- Yeah.
- How much have you been doing?
- Forty mil.
You know, I wish you had
caught me earlier in the week
'cause I had a whole
assortment of things
that would've taken the pain away.
- Now, all I've got is morphine.
- I can take morphine.
I only have the intravenous,
and you don't fix, do you?
- No.
- Then, unfortunately, I can't help you.
Listen, I appreciate you coming here
with all this jewelry and stuff,
but you're gonna have to
pay the whole thing in cash.
- This isn't a pawn shop.
- I know. I'm sorry.
So, when do you think you're
gonna come up with the rest of it?
Um...
Soon... Really soon.
Rue, you don't look like
someone who's gonna come up
with money real soon.
You know, a doctor once told me
they did brain studies on people
who've done a lot of opiates,
and that over time,
all the chemicals in your brain
that make you happy and feel good
start to decrease because
your body's getting it artificially.
But the longer you use,
it just starts to weaken and wither,
kinda like a limb that's not
getting blood to it anymore.
And then, it just sort of falls off,
and you get something called cell death,
where you just have these big dead spots
in the parts of your brain
that used to make you happy.
No matter what you do,
you can't ever get it back.
He said it's basically the same brain
as people who've had major strokes.
But the silver lining
is that the things that
don't feel good don't
feel as bad anymore.
[BIRD SQUAWKS]
You know, if I was
going through withdrawal,
I would do anything.
It's one of the good
parts of being a woman.
Even if you don't have money,
you've still got something people want.
[SIGHS]
I think I'm gonna be sick.
[RUE VOMITING]
♪♪
[MICROWAVE BEEPS]
[VOMITING CONTINUES]
[CAWS]
LAURIE: Oh, you poor kid.
Let me help you get cleaned up.
[WATER RUNNING]
Okay, Rue, let's get you undressed,
so you can get into
this bath here, okay?
RUE: Okay.
[RUE GRUNTING]
RUE: Do you have any pills or anything?
LAURIE: I don't have
any pills, I'm so sorry.
RUE: Okay...
[RUE GRUNTING]
RUE: Thank you. Thank you.
LAURIE: Okay, let me help you get in.
[WATER SLOSHING]
[RUE BREATHES HEAVILY]
LAURIE: Okay.
I just, I just wanna die.
- I just wanna die.
- LAURIE: I know. I'm so sorry.
RUE: I just wanna die.
I'll take anything that you have.
- LAURIE: Are you sure?
- RUE: Yeah, yeah, I'm sure.
LAURIE: Okay.
[TV PLAYING]
ACTOR: [ON TV] He's taken the pills.
He'll be all right.
RUE: [STAMMERING] Are you
sure that this is safe?
LAURIE: All pharmaceuticals
are safe, Rue.
RUE: Okay, just... I've
never done this before.
LAURIE: I know. It's gonna be
okay. Just give me your arm.
- RUE: Okay.
- LAURIE: Okay.
- Now, try to make a fist.
- Okay.
[RUE BREATHES HEAVILY]
[SHUDDERING]
LAURIE: Okay, I'm gonna
need you to be still, Rue.
[RUE WINCES]
- Hold it steady, Rue.
- RUE: I know. I'm trying. I'm sorry.
[WINCES] I'm sorry.
LAURIE: Hold it steady, Rue.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
[RUE WINCES]
LAURIE: You know what's funny, Rue?
When I first saw you, I thought...
this girl's gonna be in
my life for a long time.
[RUE'S BREATH STEADIES]
[MUFFLED HEARTBEAT]
Thank you.
[DEEP SIGH]
♪ One day you will see ♪
- ♪ Believe me ♪
- [YOUNG RUE LAUGHING]
♪ Believe me ♪
[YOUNG RUE GIGGLING]
I... I remember a couple of
days before you... passed away...
you told me...
that if I ever wanted to be with you...
all I would have to
do is close my eyes...
and we'd be together.
ROBERT: Oh, I think she's moving.
She's moving.
- My sister.
- That's right! Your sister, yeah.
- Hi, Gia.
- Hi, Gia.
I'm with you
when I'm six years old,
and at the beach for the first time...
jumping into the waves.
Can I have her?
ROBERT: Of course, you can have her.
She's your sister.
She'll always be your sister.
Okay, this is a hospital, okay?
Don't kiss the glass.
You said that...
memories exist outside of time...
and have no beginning or end.
You said as long as I live...
you'll be with me forever.
I miss you, Dad.
I miss you till I close my eyes.
[SNIFFLING]
That's it.
Thank you.
[BIRD TALKING]
[CLATTERING OUTSIDE]
BIRD: Hello.
[WINCES]
BIRD: Hello.
[GROANS SOFTLY]
[FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING]
[SOFT SNORING]
[SIGHS]
[BIRD SQUAWKS]
[SQUAWKS]
[KEYS RATTLING]
[BIRDS SQUAWKING LOUDLY]
[FOREBODING MUSIC CONTINUES]
♪♪
[FLOORBOARDS CREAKING]
[LOCK RATTLING]
[TV PLAYING]
[CHATTER ON TV CONTINUES]
[FLOORBOARD CREAKS]
[BIRD SQUAWKS]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[DISCORDANT MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Rue?
02x05 - Stand Still Like the Hummingbird
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Series follows a group of students as they experience all the dilemmas of High School.
Series follows a group of students as they experience all the dilemmas of High School.