01x18 - Down Time

[bunniefuu]

Ah.

Throat looks good.

Pupils are dilating normally.

You wanna sit up? Any fever?

- She's cool to the touch.
- No.

Although I couldn't get her
to submit to a core reading, heh.

- Appetite?
- Diminished.

Greatly diminished.

Is the mood good?

Oh, heh. I wouldn't say that. She's moody.

But, then, she always has been.

Regular bowel movements,
from what I can hear.

But a mother's instinct, Dr. Roger.

Something's different. She's off.

Mrs. Shay, may I ask you to step
into the waiting room for a moment?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because it's none of your business.

Being in love is nothing to be ashamed of.

Unless he's a drifter.
Are you in love with a drifter?

- No.
- It's not Arthur Fonzarelli, is it?

Because he's fictional.

Look, Lisa, I get it.

You're a tweenager. And tweenagers
don't like talking to their parents.

I'm not a "tweenager."
I'm practically old enough to vote.

Now, you listen to me, Lisa Marie.

For years I have sat while you
prattled on about your social life...

...when nothing even remotely
interesting was going on.

Well, now that things are getting real,
I want details.

I want the dish.

Bring it on, sister.

She broke your bed?

Buddy, Jill was doing things
to me last night...

...that would have broken
a KGB agent.

She's got me open, buddy. Wide open.

My theory is that she had been
so repressed...

...so frigid, for so many years...

...that her sexual energy pent up inside
of her like a tsunami...

...and once I figured out how
to unleash her waves...

...they have been crashing down on me
every night, buddy.

Every night I have been surfing
my lady's brine.

Okay, I'm gonna take this to go.
- Oh, hell, I'll eat it. Thank you.

I'm ravenous from all the intercourse.

I can't get enough sustenance
to fuel the intercourse.

- Dallas.
- Oh, George, you startled me.

I was mid-Tweet. Hashtag, mid-Tweet.
And send. I'm all yours.

I haven't seen you around recently.

- Everything good?
- So, so good.

If you read my Tweet,
you wouldn't have to ask.

Ha, ha. Well, I'd rather ask.

When I don't see you,
I worry about you, Dallas.

I mean, I think about you.
I know this must be kind of a rough time.

- Rough time?
- You know. With the divorce.

- I heard it was finalized.
- Why, yes, it was.

Got the papers this morning.
Had them laminated.

My divorce is so final, you could eat off it.
Which I did. It tasted good.

Glad to hear you're eating well
and keeping yourself...

Real busy. I've been filling
every second of every day...

...with lots of real fun,
super fun, real fun stuff.

- Ha, ha. Okay.
- And then come midnight...

...I stone-cold medicate myself,
and I sleep like a rock.

Oh, well, okay.
Sounds like you have a system, I guess.

But things have
a way of catching up with you.

I know. Which is why I have Dalia
in therapy five days a week.

Well, gotta run. I have a pap smear...

...and then I'm taking Yakult
to get blinged-out grills like Nelly.

- Who is it?
- Lisa Shay.

Come in.

Hey.

- Hey.
- Tessa, let me just cut to the chase.

The story's about to break,
and I want you to hear it from me first.

I have taken Malik.

As a lover.

- I knew that.
- Did my mother tell you?

- I knew I couldn't trust her.
- What, no?

Lisa, heh, I could tell.

I saw you two the other day.

At the water fountain.

Where'd you learn how
to drink from a fountain, girl?

- Pretty obvious.
- I just...

I want you to know that although he and I...

...will be exploring parts of each other's
bodies that are difficult to clean...

...my relationship with you will remain stet.

- Stet?
- Unchanged.

- I won't abandon you, Tessa.
- I didn't think you would.

I'm not the girl that ditches her GF
the minute she gets a BF.

You know, because we're for real.
We're like Thelma and that other ho.

Lisa, relax.

I'm happy for you and Malik.

And the thought that you might ditch me
honestly never even crossed my mind.

I'd take a b*llet for you.

Thanks.

I was happy for Lisa and Malik. Really, I was.

But if I recalled correctly...

...Thelma and Louise's relationship
ended on a down note.

- How about Lisik?
- Hmm.

It's okay. I don't think it beats Malisa.

Tessa, what do you think?

I think you should maintain your identities...

...and not feel compelled to fuse
into one person because you're dating.

- Tessa, every couple has a couple name.
- I wasn't gonna argue with her.

Everything would be fine
as long as she didn't ask Malik to...

Oh, Malik. You gotta taste my vanilla.

Yeah.

Now I want you to taste mine.

Taste it.

Taste it all.

I should probably just go.

Well, I said it was for a dog
when I booked the appointment.

Whose fault is that? That's not my fault.

You can't cancel on me.
I cleared my whole evening.

Bye, Mommy.
Carmen's taking me to therapy.

Oh, hey, wait, Carmen,
what are you up to afterwards?

I go to see my uncle.

- Oh, super fun. Mind if I come with?
- He's in hospice.

- Carmen.
- Oh.

See you later, Mommy.

Okay, then. Okay.

I'll see you later, Dalia and Carmen.
I'll see you both later, then.

Thanks so much
for having me over for breakfast.

I think he has an Obama quality.
I see a young Obama.

- Meets Denzel. Ha, ha. Meets Sammy Davis Jr
- You're just naming black people.

- Meets Montell Jordan. Ha, ha.
- I get that a lot.

- Oh, you're jiving me. Really?
- Mom.

Tessa. She wants to know
what's up for the weekend.

- Tell her you're hanging out with me.
- She'll spend the weekend...

...hiding in the handicapped stall
of the girls' room.

We need to find someone
to hook Tessa up with.

Would you like to sleep over tonight?

I don't think my mom would allow that.

Of course not. Ha, ha.
I just don't want him to lose interest.

I won't.

What about Evan?

I know that he likes Tessa...

...and he won't have conflicting plans
because he's friendless.

- So win-win.
- Okay, you lovebirds, time for school.

Hip-hop, or you're gonna be late.

You two have a great day.

Ham and cheese, brother.
If you keep dating Lisa...

...plenty more where that came from.

Why is she coming bed shopping with us?

Why am I coming bed shopping with you?

Because I want your opinion.

Well, I want Dallas
to think we want her opinion.

I'm worried about her.

- Seemed manic last time I talked to her.
- Hey, y'all!

Hey.

Ah. I hope I'm dressed okay.

I brought a raincoat, a walking coat...

...a car coat and a cape,
in case we see opera.

- We probably won't see opera.
- Yeah, probably no opera.

- We're going shopping for a bed.
- Oh, super fun.

Hey, can your car
find us a European mattress store?

Prius. Mattress store.

- Oh, yeah. That place on Post Road?
- Let's do it.

- Evan.
- If you're here to pants me, don't.

I'm wearing a belt of staples
that go into my skin.

I'm not here to pants you.

- I'm here to talk to you about Tessa.
- What about Tessa?

I know you like her and I wanna help you.

Are you the Great Houdini?

- Because if not, I doubt that she would...
- Look, Evan.

I'm black. And black people
know a lot about romance.

- Is that true?
- Al Green? Al B. Sure?

- Huh?
- Jodeci? Oran "Juice" Jones?

Teddy Riley? Teddy Pendergrass?
Marvin Gaye?

- Yeah, but wasn't he...?
- No, Evan. He wasn't.

Okay, maybe black people are smooth.

So, what do I have to do
to make Tessa like me?

Heh. A lot of things, Evan.

None of those things include wearing a belt
made of staples that go into your skin.

It's like she expects people
to feel sorry for her.

But, like, I don't feel sorry for her.

What do you feel?

Angerment. Bitterness. Resent.

You blame her for the divorce.

I do.

I totally do.

Until you put those words into my mouth,
I didn't even realize I felt them.

Dalia, I think it's important
that you confront her with these feelings.

Now, if it's okay with you,
I'd like to bring her in.

You have a lot of nerve
showing your face here.

Yakult.

This session is not about you,
it's about Dalia.

Now you sit.

And you listen.

I don't wanna see no panties tonight.

- What?
- What?

Take off that brassiere, my dear.

Evan, did you just tell me
to take off my brassiere?

What? No.

Wait, did you want me
to tell you to do that?

- Wait, girl, I be trying to get with you.
- Evan. Gross. You just spit in my ear.

Really, you guys?
You're trying to unload me on Evan?

We didn't want you to feel like a third wheel.

- I didn't.
- Yeah, but at the yogurt shop...

- You were being gross.
- We're gonna continue to be gross.

Really gross. We just don't want this
to affect our friendship.

This affects our friendship, okay?

If I wanted a man, I could have one.

- I could have more than one.
- I'm open to that, you little freak.

I don't need you
trying to pawn me off on some perv.

That's the furthest
lever went with a girl, you guys.

Yeah. Uh-huh.

That seems good.

It's also comfortable for sleeping.

Heh, not gonna be doing a whole lot
of sleeping on this baby, am I right?

It's the Rolls Royce of mattresses, sir.

It's the last one we have in stock.
Hand-tailored, Icelandic eiderdown...

...cashmere-encased coils,
hypoallergenic horsehair batting.

- The boning is unbleached pine.
- The boning.

- Ha, ha. I love the sound of that.
- You seem very comfortable in it, sir.

And I can assure you,
there is not a finer mattress to be had.

- I'll take it.
- Excellent.

- All right.
- All right.

I know what you're thinking,
and I totally agree.

It is obscene to spend
that amount of money on a mattress.

"The honeymoon never has to end with
the Eternal Honeymoon Sleep System."

Dallas? Are you okay?

Maybe Steven and I
just had the wrong mattress.

Oh, honey, no.

It wasn't that.

Oh.

Hi. Should I put down a waterproof pad?
I am about to run your friend's card.

I really don't think that's necessary.

Okay, you know what? Get the pad.

End of a long school week,
and you know what?

I was glad to have the night to myself.

I was no third wheel. I was a unicycle.

You are a unicycle.

You're a unicycle.

I'd start with a light dinner.

Watch a thought-provoking documentary.

Move that bus!

Oh, my gosh.

Reconnect with some old friends.

Cool and cute.

And help myself to a little bedtime snack.

Oh.

Ryan?

What are you doing out there?
Watching me?

Yes.

- Why?
- Tessa, look at you.

You fell off.

You're wearing pajamas
that are covered in food.

- These are fresh out of the wash.
- Look at all that butter.

Who'd eat that much butter?

I can't...

...answer that question.

When I overheard my sister and Malik talking
about trying to fix you up with someone...

...I thought,
"Tessa Altman made out with Ryan Shay.

She could have anyone."

But after watching you
from the bushes tonight, I'm not so sure.

Ryan, wait. I'm just not myself right now.

And, yes, maybe I am leaning on butter
a little more than I normally would...

...but I'm a recovering tricycle.

Trying to get by on one wheel.

Been there.

So you wanna get something to eat?

Your pajamas are making me hungry.

So we close soon.

George, get her off my bed.
She's funking it up.

- What do you want me to do?
- Fix it. You're the one who brought her.

Oh, look. It's Dalia.

Dallas, it's your daughter, Dalia.

No? Hello?

Hey, Dalia. Okay.
Okay, you're ready to be picked up?

Okay, great. We're just running
a few minutes late, so sit tight.

Dallas? Dalia's ready to be picked up.
Are you gonna go get her?

- I have a dinner engagement.
- Okay, Noah, take my car keys.

Go pick up Dalia.
k*ll some time before you bring her home.

I'll figure out a way to get Dallas out.
That's a promise.

- If Jill smells sorrow on this mattress-
- We have a no-return policy.

...Then you're buying it off of me.

Here. Lock up when you leave.
If anything goes missing...

- ...it's going on your friend's card.
- Oh, okay.

Thank you for your understanding.
Hey, hey, big sale today, though, right?

Right.

Why didn't Mommy come get me herself?

Mommy...

Mommy is having a hard time right now.
She's going through some things.

Oh, please. What's her problem?

She didn't wanna live
with Daddy any more, but I did.

I guess that's true, isn't it?

Here, Yakult.
You can have half of my spring roll.

Oh, my God, did you see that, Uncle Noah?
She almost bit me.

She almost bit me because
I said something bad about Mommy.

The two of them are total cohorts,
if that's a word.

Ugh. And now look.

She's eating the whole spring roll
when I only said she could have half.

Here. You can have mine.

This is why I wanted my own pet.

This is why I asked Mommy
to get me the Hangover monkey...

...like from that movie The Hangover.

I mean, she has Yakult on her side
and I have no one.

I'm all alone.

Hey, have you seen
that movie Kangaroo Jack?

No. Is it good?

I laid around a lot.

I watched a lot of People's Court.

A court in which justice
was almost never served.

But then I realized...

...when you're a single parent, being
depressed is a luxury you can't afford.

You have to get up and take care of your kid.

Because no one else is gonna do it for you.

I have Carmen.

Yes. You have Carmen
to cook and to clean...

...and to drive Dalia
to the places she needs to go.

But Carmen can't inspire Dalia.

She can't teach her what it means
to get up when you feel down.

Carmen isn't Dalia's mother.

You are.

And that right there is reason enough...

...to climb off this
outrageously comfortable mattress.

This mattress that is clearly from heaven.

George?

Am I okay?

Of course you're okay.

- I've never been...
- Depressed.

It's standard issue.
Comes free with the divorce.

I don't even know
what a depressed person dresses like.

Separates?

I'm probably gonna need
a whole new depression wardrobe.

I'll probably need a whole new wardrobe.

Damn, girl.

Where'd you learn how to eat fondue?

Uh, let's go somewhere else.

I thought you said you wanted
a bowl of wet, hot cheese.

- I don't remember saying...
- It was me.

I want a bowl of cheese. This place has it.

Plus, wait till you see
how long their forks are.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Let's just get in there before they see us.

Sure you're okay with this? They don't
serve any of the food on your pajamas.

Yeah, heh, I don't only eat food
that's on my pajamas.

Okay. Phew.

Because I feel like
I may have oversold the forks.

- No, they're big.
- Yeah.

Oh, my God, Malik.
- Aah.

Damn. Where'd you learn
how to feed someone fondue?

Do you see this? My heart is breaking.

- Tessa's bottomed out.
- I'm bleeding. You stabbed me.

Tessa, wait. Don't run.

I'm not running. I'm seated.

I can't even imagine how
lost you must feel.

To resort to Ryan. I...

Lisa, I'm fine. You have to stop pitying me.

For a minute there,
you had me pitying myself.

It's true. I caught her eating butter.

It's messed up
I brought you out for cheese.

You're gonna have wicked gas tonight.

Probably.

Listen, Lisa. You don't have to feel
guilty about doing things without me.

I'm a big girl. Okay?

So go finish your fondue
and we'll talk tomorrow.

Okay.

Well, you heard that. She's fine.
So you can head on home.

Actually, we're kind of having a nice time.

Really?

Yeah.

I didn't even own one pair of shoes...

- ...when I walked barefoot into this country.
- Ew.

Within a year,
I taught myself to speak English...

Carmen, honey, put a pin in it.
Dalia's mama's here to inspire her.

To speak English by listening
to NPR's All Things Considered.

Dalia, I know you're mad at me.

I'm mad at me too. And I'm mad at Steven.

And I'm mad at Carmen...

- You're mad at me?
- It isn't always rational.

It's hard to understand
the choices I've made...

...but I'm trying to show you
that if you're unhappy in life...

...it's your responsibility to fix it.

- No one else is gonna fix it for you.
- I know.

And that's why I made Uncle Noah
buy me a Kangaroo Jack.

Dalia. I'm pretty sure
I was clear about no movie pets.

That said, he is a cute caramel color.

That I was not expecting.

And he makes me really happy, Mommy.
He does.

And I can keep my cell phone in his pocket.

Then, Carmen,
we have a new member of the family.

Thank you so much, Mommy.

He is way cooler than the Hangover monkey.

So this was fun.

Thank you for getting me
out of the house tonight.

My mom says when you wanna
thank someone, send a thank-you card...

...but I don't want a thank-you card.

I want you to let me touch your boob.

My boob?

Either boob. Just so I can say I did, mostly.

You have three seconds.

Go for it.

So, what's your address?

You don't have to send a thank-you card.

Bye.