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When Eleanor starts asking questions about the MRI switcheroo, Jackie decides it's a perfect time to take the kids upstate. She and Kevin leave work early and take the girls to a B&B run by the greatest actor of our time, Becky Ann Baker, but of course she loses her stolen Oxy in the car on the way, so she spends the whole time just kind of vibrating and eventually just begs to go home again. But when Fiona calls Eleanor, Kevin figures out from their convo that Jackie took the money she offered them, gets out of the car, and just starts walking off down the road.
Eddie learns that Coop slept with Sam's girlfriend after all, and sticks his big old hypocritical nose into it, while Coop tries to bond with a cute sandwich guy over their shared Tourette's. Eleanor spends half the episode searching for Jackie and the second half strengthening her relationships with Zoey -- who spots an embolism Coop missed -- and Gloria, who takes her out for a drink. Oh, and the posh epileptic Jackie mugged last week shows up with some jacked teeth in his face, a bouquet for Jackie, and a donation for Gloria. The threat to Jackie is barely implied, but is there any possible way this guy is not a drug dealer who has come to murder her in her scrubs?
While everybody wonders where Jackie went, the hospital is haunted by a detoxing heroin addict who missed the clinic, which means everybody gets to talk about how much they hate drug addicts -- except Coop, who shows a degree of compassion that is both retarded and beautiful. Between the nasty truth(s) about Jackie wandering the halls and the shivering mess she's becoming on the seashore, That Feeling You Get when you watch this show amps up about a million times worse than usual.
One wonders what will happen in the finale, as everybody sort of draws ranks around the negative space where Jackie's always put herself. Between Eleanor and Zoey falling in love, and Gloria reaching out to everybody, wouldn't it be a fucker of a thing if Jackie ended up having only Coop and Eddie to fall back on? And don't you know she'll probably still find some awesome way around it, which will be great even if her neglectful abuse of Eleanor this week was the grossest thing she's done since... Well, last week.
Want more? The full recap starts right below!Jackie's planning some kind of getaway with Kevin and the kids, because the situation has gotten too hot. And I guess because she has remembered she loves her family, and Kevin. She gets off the phone with Fiona just as Eleanor is walking up, and she quickly ducks away, complaining about her duties. Eleanor follows her to the nurses' station after some acrobatics that Sylvester the Cat would be impressed by to stay away from her, including a stop at the commissary to buy a thing of dental floss. You might be thinking to yourself, "Good for Jackie! Dental hygiene is so important, especially for drug addicts," but I assure you this is not Jackie being responsible. Eddie breezes through, freaking her out, and the whole place suddenly starts seeming like this terrifying circus. Or like she's Indiana Jones hopping over snakes and sliding under doors and stuff.
Jackie tells Thor she's got to leave on time for her vacation, and he goes, "If you're running away, can I go too?" You have no idea. You start running with Jackie Peyton, you never stop running. Eleanor asks her to come to her office, and Jackie's like yeah yeah yeah and her heart's beating faster and faster, and the guy she mugged is standing there with a bouquet, so she grabs Zoey -- "Jackie, your MRI?" says Eleanor, but she's like the ghost of a problem right now -- and drags her into the bathroom. It's time to leave early! They're all after her!
"Oh my God, you're asking me to cover for you? I've dreamt of this day!" Jackie shoves Zoey back out into the hospital and locks herself inside a stall, and takes a bunch of her victim's pills out of her pocket and puts them in the floss box, and calls Kevin to say that the road trip starts immediately. "Do me a favor, explain to Grace about playing hooky, so she doesn't lose her shit." There's something here about how instead of dealing with Grace's problems she's learning to cope with Grace's problems, if you see what I mean. Like, it's impressive that Jackie is anticipating her daughter's emotional problems and working to alleviate the pressure Grace is constantly under, but still.
Sam's girlfriend's cat's ass is in Coop's face. So I guess Coop slept with Sam's girlfriend and honestly, after the beatboxing I don't blame her. That amount of dorkiness is sort of a dealbreaker. On the other hand, Coop's amount of dorkiness is mindblowing, but you know: Sam's a nurse, Coop's a doctor. Coop's all excited about the man-drama that might develop between him and Sam, but the girlfriend is not cosigning that at all: "People need to expand their minds. And I need to break up with him." Coop's mystified by that, and then the girl is pretty much like, "Because you're a doctor and he's a nurse, you will now be my boyfriend." And already with the allergies. And not only that, and her generalized shittiness, but also her phone's wallpaper is this creepy old-timey blow-up doll making that face.
Fiona lies and says she sees an Eagle, because they are playing I Spy. Grace, characteristically, jumps right up in there: "No you don't. Maybe a hawk, or an owl, but the eagle population in New York State has pretty much vanished." Jackie snorts. "Wow, Grace! You are just getting smarter and smarter every day!" I think "smart" in this context means "obnoxious," in which case I agree. I would have said the exact same thing, with the exact same inflection, but somehow would've gotten the memo across that Grace needs a little less Kaitlin Flinn and a little more Jesus in her personal sodapop if she's going to survive.
Grace is missing an Old Testament quiz, which she reluctantly admits is not a terrible thing, and then Kevin -- Kevin is just unctuous in this episode, I say this as a Kevin fan, but my God does he crawl up everybody's asshole the entire time they're on this trip; I mean, we knew he was codependent in the extreme but the middle-child abandoned-puppy neediness is just totally gross this week -- and Jackie sort of pressures Grace into giving Jackie the time of day about how she randomly decided to ruin everybody's routine and go on some dreary trip to the countryside. Just what OCD kids love best.
Grace giggles -- How great is this actress, by the way? I didn't even know she could giggle -- and finally thanks Jackie, and you can actually see her bunched-up back relax. I mean, this is practically the first time Grace has spoken to her mother in this entire season of television, right? Beyond like emergencies and stuff. I admire Grace Peyton for a lot of things, but most of all girlfriend sticks to a grudge like a motherfucker.
The headline for Eleanor is that Jackie is gone for the day, despite multiple protestations to the contrary before she made her daring escape. The headline for Zoey, of course, is that she is covering for Jackie. This is why interns get shit on. "How convenient," Eleanor sort of groans, and if she didn't think Jackie was totally playing her like a huge drug addict before...
Speaking of huge drug addicts, here's one of the best things about this season: Even when Jackie's completely outside the city, she still gets at least one patient who coincidentally mirrors her every move. One of the cool things that I've always found it difficult to explain properly, about Jackie, is that she spreads herself just thin enough that nobody gets hurt. And the show does the same thing, by making each of her lives just horrible enough and no further that you don't have to stop loving her. And this episode takes that idea, that she is living in multiple sort of dimensions at once and spreading her evil around just enough to stay good, and makes it literal.
So this heroin addict comes up to Emergency to get his methadone, because he missed the clinic because his dog swallowed a chew toy. The thing is that nobody disbelieves him: He is clearly qualified for methadone, he's not just drug-seeking. But because of the policy, which is a good policy, all the nurses are like, "Seen it, done it, fuck off." He'll just have to come back tomorrow, or whatever. And so you have the individual case, this guy, and then the overall cases, which is if they make one exception then they have to make a bunch, or in other words if you give them an inch they'll take a mile, because they are addicts, and that's like the main thing they are about. So it's a good policy.
(Although I'm confused, because why would the methadone clinic close at 9 AM? And yeah, it's still the morning, because the kids never went to school and Coop just woke up. So then when is the clinic actually open, first of all, because if it's open all night that is the creepiest job in the universe. If not, then, do we really require heroin addicts to get like an early start to their day? That seems like a bad policy in itself. My only addictions are Diet Coke and proving my ethical mettle, I am not fighting a battle against heroin or anything like that, and yet when I make it out of bed before nine I throw myself a damn jubilee. I would give junkies a break as far as time management.)
Anyway, Zoey's trying to explain to this guy that since he missed the window, he needs to go down to Admitting for treatment, like any other person in trouble, because that's how a hospital works. The guy starts with the talky-talk and Thor lunges at him out of nowhere, with a growl that becomes a shriek, and then there's just a poof of smoke where the guy was. Luckily, he is gross-looking and twitchy and stinky, which is not only how you identify a drug addict, but also it helps you be hardcore with them.
They bring in this adorable kid who looks like a cross between Seth Cohen and the Kick-Ass kid, that was in that show The Days. Or the guy that christened Thunder Road in Explorers, but that kid would have to be like forty by now... No, you know who he is? From that threesome movie with Matt Saracen, Dare, and he was the cutest boy in Teeth. Ashley Springer. I knew he looked familiar. This role is like, the least bad things that ever happened to him and I say that knowing that what has happened is that he has stabbed himself in the thigh.
Coop asks if he got mugged by a midget, and Zoey tries to correct his usage, but he's all, "Sorry, Little Nurse Jackie," and she informs him that this is "very much a compliment." Coop recognizes the boy from his beloved Quiznos, and the kid rolls his eyes with the muttered oh, of course of somebody who is just fighting his way through a haze of pain to remember why Coop's face fills him with awkwardness and dread. "Meatball sub, lightly toasted!" Of course Coop is now in love with the kid, because he loves recognizing people because that means they relate to him in some way, which makes them important.
"Tell me how this happens to a man," Coop says very seriously, and the boy explains that he has Tourette's, but "not the yelling kind," which would suck. Zoey's like, "You have the really great stabbing yourself kind?" He explains that normally he just hits himself, rather than stabbing himself, usually around girls. How great would it be if Coop just started punching himself all the time? I would watch that show. One hand on a boob, the other hand balling up into a fist.
Coop totally identifies with Cute Quizno's Boy, but stops himself before admitting that he too gets the tics when he is "overwhelmed" by women, and the entirety of the nurses -- Zoey, Thor, Sam -- who are standing there (for some reason) stare and wait for Coop to admit his issues, and finally he clams up all, "We're gonna stitch you up and get you out of here in no time, Chief." I wouldn't say I'm disappointed, because you know later on Coop is going to crush on this kid some more, but the nurses seem a little let down.
Jackie offers the girls fruit rollups and pretzels, and mentions that the pretzels are intended for Fiona's carsickness, the existence of which she disavows. Jackie's like, "Well, sometimes you get carsick," and Fiona swears she will not, because today is special. Grace is still trying to figure out why. Jackie tells them that they're having an adventure, and they're off to see "what the day brings," and Grace responds by telling her that fruit rollups are not heavy on the fruit content. "As a matter of fact, yes, I did know that. I was trying to poison you."
Grace complains that it's not funny, although the idea of anybody poisoning Grace makes me laugh, and then Kevin makes some kind of fmurr fmurr fmee noise with his face, and Jackie leans back and does that thing she does where she implies the apology or explanation, then pulls back without having explained or apologized, forcing you to fill in the blanks without giving anything of herself: "Oh my God, I needed this. I'm sorry, honey, it took me so... Whatever. We're here, and we are doing it." Therefore, we are all going to pretend that this is the only thing that matters, like the whole world doesn't exist and it's just them, in the car, and the countryside, and her dental floss thing of drugs. Which has now vanished.
"Are you a doctor?" Are you a patient? Snappy answer, but earns a reply that he's trying. The heroin guy asks her why "the flaming Norwegian" won't give him any methadone, and they send him once again to Admitting. Gloria shakes her head: "I have that much tolerance for drug addicts," she says, and Eleanor is noncommittal. Then the guy Jackie mugged walks up, looking posh except for his insane Austin Powers teeth, and asks for Jackie. Eleanor throws up her hands and stalks off, because looking for Jackie Peyton is suddenly her entire life. Just like everybody else.
Gloria takes the guy and his bouquet in, and after checking out her badge, he says he wants to donate money to the hospital for the nurse that saved his life, so she immediately clamps onto him and steers him off down the hall. I wonder what his deal is. He is well-dressed, but anybody can dress up like a good citizen. I hope Gloria doesn't date him, their kids would look like Watership Down.
Zoey calls for a "Karen O'Garrity," but it's a guy, Kieran. Zoey notes they're Irish and tries to talk Irish and the wife is like, "We're Irish, we're not pirates." She welcomes them to America, and takes them back to a trauma room. He's got this rash on his leg, they just flew back from Dublin, Coop shows up and tells them to slap some cortisone on it, and bounces. "Probably just an allergic reaction. Check it out," he says, pointing to his red eyes: "I'm allergic to cats. This morning, a cat stuck its rear end in my face!" They don't care, nobody cares, it's Coop.
Zoey checks out the leg some more, on a hunch, and notices that the rash isn't itching, and he has these grisly varicose veins on the backside of his leg, so she runs off to find Coop, who tells her to forget it and discharge him, and then sneezes all over her, because he is a jackass. So she goes to find Eleanor, whispering an apologetic and weird hello to her patient with the curtains pulled around her face like a singing nun.
Giftshop! Fiona's got a troll doll ("Look, mommy! I love her!"), and Grace produces "a praying mantis, frozen forever in genuine Lucite," which is pretty much Jackie, who has been looking all over the car for her drugs and is freaking right out at this point. They're under the seat, right where you think you've already looked but didn't quite triangulate. Kevin makes more whiny needy noises, spouts some more clichéd nonsense, and Jackie very publicly declares that she is not answering Eleanor's calls because it's work: "Not today. I am here!" Eleanor's voicemail: "Look, please don't put me in the position of asking you to return my call. Just get your manners together and do it." Classic. Zoey introduces her to the O'Garrities, and they talk about how she's Irish but only on her father's side, and she tells Zoey to stick around while she checks on the leg issues.
Coop drops by to see Eddie in the pharmacy, ruining his day while asking for Zyrtec as a necessary byway so that he can start telling Eddie about how he not only got laid but got laid by another man's lady, because for some reason he thinks Eddie's approval is something you would like ever want. "What's the matter, are you allergic to yourself?" Eddie asks, which is pretty much why all this is happening. Coop's elated that Eddie's returned to All Saints and that Jackie's left for the day, and Eddie just wants him out of there, but Coop has to tell him the whole situation: "You know Sam?" Sam... The cat?
"And... I fit in how?" Eddie's hate for Coop is one of his more likeable qualities, somehow, although any other character being mean to Coop irritates me. I think it's that Coop's behavior with anybody else is pitiable and sad because the day of the white man is ending, but with Eddie it's just so gross and no-homo and desperate that Eddie's helping me out through his abuses, because you can't actually reach through the screen and slap him around.
Coop is all, Am I a dick for sleeping with another's guy's girl?, and what he wants is secondarily to be told that he is a stud for doing this, but primarily just wants to keep talking and talking and talking about himself and ))<>(( forever and ever, because that's his steeze. "No. A lot of things qualify you to be a dick. You are firing on a lot of cylinders, Coop. A lot of cylinders." Coop practically kisses him on the mouth, because he lacks a firm male role model, and takes off. Eddie silently wonders if getting fired and nearly dying from fake suicide were just God's way of getting Coop to leave him alone.
Becky Ann Baker! I am so obsessed with her that I tracked down and watched an episode of Star Trek: Voyager because she was in it. She is like the sexiest old lady of all time. There is something uncanny and magical within her, I can't explain it, but it's like she knows the secret and really wants to tell us the secret but she is waiting for us to ask. Every time, on every show, she is like this. So she's running this B&B that the Peytons have ended up at, because the hotel they were going to was overbooked. Elaine, the lady, explains a lot of unnecessary about why that hotel is no longer awesome, and then everybody pitches in to explain the concept of a bed & breakfast to Grace, who is of course horrified by every new detail: "This isn't a hotel, this is somebody's living room." When you put it like that, Grace sort of has a point.
Elaine is totally weird, all the time. "The only room is on the second floor, nice and quiet, and filled with gorgeous antiques!" (Kevin, cutely: "If that doesn't put you in the mood, I don't know what will!") "Hey!" Yells weird Elaine. "Who likes eggs in the nest for breakfast?" (Is that where they put it in the middle of the toast? Fried eggs are not my thing at all, but I still never really understood that. Partially because you are wasting toast, but mostly because it just seems like Connecticut creativity run amok. "Here I have toast, and a fried egg. Two classic breakfast staples, handed down from our grandmothers. But put them together, and you have a novel, fun food idea that anyone can make, right at home! And that's a good thing." Like, are raisins and celery and peanut butter any more delicious when you pretend they are whimsical insects?) She does a sort of John Phillips Souza march around the room to music only she can hear, and the Peytons stare at her with dazed fascination.
I wish Becky Ann Baker and Mary Kay Place would make a TV show. Maybe like a Mrs. Piggly-Wiggly/Golden Girls/Practical Magic deal where they act all wacky and get drunk and do magical shit. Wouldn't you watch that so hard? "Hand me that eye of newt and grab the cheesecake! We have to teach our nieces a lesson about using witchcraft for selfish reasons, and then discuss menopause at length."
Sam is the walking dead today, coming to Eddie for quote "two tablets of Vicodin and some other shit," and Eddie takes a second to register who he is, the person Coop has so proudly and fake-ruefully cuckolded, and then Coop shows back up for his pager just as Sam is explaining that the girlfriend usually blows off his calls when there's another guy. Eddie, of course, knows exactly what that is like, but he doesn't mention how the other bastard in his case is his girlfriend's totally hot husband. "The trick is find out who she's hanging out with, am I right Coop?" Coop runs away and makes hilarious WTF faces and gestures at Eddie through the pharmacy window, and we return to the B&B safe in the knowledge that Coop could be bullied one hundred million times by Eddie and still think he was just kidding around and doing what guys do because he has no idea what guys do. Poor sweet confused little bitch.
The girls are bored instantly by the B&B, because B&Bs are the most boring places on the entire planet, and there's like round three of "let's all pretend we're having fun and thank our parents for uprooting us for no real reason and acting all weird and fucking up our day," and Fiona, well, she just wants some damn popcorn shrimp. That is the whole of her agenda. Elaine appears like an upstate fairy godmother and instantly notices that Jackie is going into withdrawal, so she solves the problems once again as weirdly as possible: "There's a tavern at the end of the road. They boast about their peel-and-eat shrimp, but I happen to know they're frozen!" Jackie's like, we all got secrets. "I have a television downstairs! You didn't see it! It's in my Grandma Ruth's antique pie cupboard!" Elaine's great. You can totally see her saying, "I have a taser! It was hidden in my Aunt Gertrude's butter dish cozy all along!"
Left alone with Jackie, Elaine pulls the remarkable trick of understanding that Jackie is in full meltdown -- honestly, the closest we've ever seen her -- and still effing it up: "Hon, I know it's none of my business, so I guess that's why I'm interested, but um... You look a little ragged... I got some Schnapps! If you want it! I'm not gonna say anything more on the subject!" She stares at Jackie, waiting to do a magic spell on her or something, and Jackie just nods at the crazy bureau's crazy adornments: "...I like your frog collection. It's very nice." In other words: Schnapps aren't gonna do it, weirdo, but thanks for getting up in my biz.
Coop and the Quizno's kid have a cuteness war and are totally cute for awhile and the war comes to a draw. Quizno's is upset because the ladies, they cannot love a man who punches and stabs himself. Coop identifies, which Quizno finds ridiculous due to Coop's hotness, so then Coop finally admits to his own deficits, minimal as they are. I guess this is the resolution to the Face of All Saints arc, but I can't say I'm disappointed. Dude hasn't said the word "twitter" in weeks. Good on him for coming clean:
Coop admits he's lost both ladies and jobs to his Tourette's, and they bond over how awesome Coop's life is now, but you can see the glimmer in the kid's eye where he's like, "On the one hand, he is clearly very successful. On the other hand, he is very clearly a douche. So do I throw the baby out with the bathwater, or just accept the nice possibility that I could actually succeed in life?" Um, besides being about a billion times cuter than Fitch Cooper? I would say yes regardless, because if self-abuse were a capital crime we'd all be in jail. Especially the freaks on this show.
So what Zoey found was a blood clot in the leg, like you probably already knew, which would have traveled up to the Irish man's lungs and killed him dead. They are grateful to Zoey, as is Eleanor, and she leaves them with "this young lady," who is the hero of the day. "I'm not like young-young. I mean, I'm rounding the corner to the big 2-4," she says, and then follows up that hilarious weirdness with a smooth "All in a day's work" when they continue to thank her. Oh, Zoey. You have become marvelous.
Elaine and the girls read Genesis 3:7, which is the part where Adam and Eve suddenly realize they are naked, and invent the concept of shame. She giggles and makes the girls giggle about how they're not allowed to read that part, due to the nudity, but you could easily be distracted by that from what Elaine is trying to tell us, which is that the feeling you've been having, that Jackie's truly fucked it up this time, is not wrong. Jackie's been on the road all day without her precious drugs, and away from the safest place she thought was home, where suddenly Eleanor is seeing her, naked, for what she is, and Eddie is biding his time to do something new and crazy, and the man with the bouquet could kill her or get her fired, so she ran to the perfect pure countryside, with poison in her pocket, and ended up with nothing. And now she's shivering on the couch, going into withdrawal, watching strange Elaine -- "She seems like an ex-nun or something," Kevin whispers -- study the Bible with her daughters; Elaine who knew what she was and what she'd done to herself the second she walked in.
This is the most drug addicted Jackie has ever been. She's always kept the drugs coming, coming, plans within plans within plans, so that she would never reach this place. Because in this place, out in the wilderness, it's not back pain that's bothering her. It's not pain management that is making her shiver, and her guts watery and sick. It's a whole other ballgame. And as long as they stay out here in the wilderness, nobody back home can accuse her of anything. Not her dealer-lover, not the woman she's stolen from and betrayed now twice, not the man she left gagging on the floor with empty pockets. She's safe, she's pure, no shame.
But her body is telling her a very different story, because it's fighting for survival, which is what detox is. And what her body is saying is, "We are in trouble deep, girl. We are dying. You put down that hot chocolate with Schnapps, because that's such a joke that it's insulting, and you get your kids and your husband and you pack them in the car and you get your ass back to the Easter eggs and the dental floss and everything else. Somehow you and fate have conspired to make none of your lives safe for us anymore, and we are shutting down. You get your ass home, and don't stop for anything. Not wind, not rain, not husbands freaking out, not Eleanor on the phone, nothing. Nothing is more important than the pounding in your ears."
And so that's what she does. And Elaine is sorry to see them go, but I doubt she's much surprised. And under the car seat, salvation nobody can see. And out in the world, for the first time: She looks down, and she is naked.
Methadone guy is shivering; he's in trouble deep. Fighting for survival. He can barely stand up. He starts cursing at Thor immediately, and Thor tells him to drop the tone, but he can't hear Thor anymore. Just the pounding. He screams, bent over double, bowels watery and terrified, and Coop starts yelling: It's not about the policy, it's not about being hardcore with addicts, it's about the fact that the guy is in literal detox, a medical emergency, and if they're not going to treat him as an outpatient and he can't wait any longer in Admitting, then they need to treat his symptoms.
Gloria's impressed, although she tells him to keep it down, and he gives a self-righteous speech about how he cares, and Zoey can't help but whisper about the missed pulmonary embolism -- you know, back before he was a hero, a couple of hours ago when he was a jerk -- before she vanishes. Gloria asks Eleanor out for a drink, and without even really knowing why, you get nervous, because the show has trained you for so long to think of Jackie's life like the spokes of a wheel, or those laser things the Ghostbusters use, and if one part touches another part, you know as well as I do -- as well as Jackie does -- that the world will end.
At the bar, Gloria delights the hell out of Eleanor by explaining that she still wears her wedding ring to keep gross guys away: "They see me in a nice suit and can't help themselves. Catnip! My whole life, many years." This is, of course, the biggest hoot in Eleanor's day, because it's adorable.
How do you play the alphabet game if you can't see anything? You look around inside the car. (Like for example, we could play "Look for Mommy's Drugs!") Fiona says J is for Jackie's Phone, Which Is Not A Toy, and dials Dr. O'Hara immediately once she has it in her hands -- "She called us three times!" -- no matter how many times Jackie, getting more and more furious and ugly by the second, tells her to hang up.
Eleanor's relieved and overjoyed when she gets the call, and after just a blip of disappointment burbles out a great Helloooo Fiona daaaarling before asking if Fiona likes her new school. Fiona can't quite hear her, since she's in a bar, which means maximum impact for Kevin, overhearing all of this despite Jackie's angry, desperate screams to give her the phone. "My new what? My new what? She wants to know if I've seen my new school. Do I have a new school?" Jackie just about hits Fiona trying to get the phone back and telling Kevin that Eleanor is clearly shitfaced and making no sense, and things get awful in the car. She says into the phone that it's not a good time, calls Eleanor "honey," hangs up, and everybody tries to figure out why Jackie just flipped the fuck out on Fiona, who is awesome. Even Grace is like, "That was uncalled for."
Kevin knows, though, even as he's comforting the girls: "Tell me you didn't take her money. I begged you. I made you look me in the eye. Please tell me you didn't take her fucking money." Of course she took it. Kevin gets out of the car and just starts walking. And she's calling to him, and the girls are calling to him, but he just keeps walking. "Don't worry, he's just playing a game," Jackie says, lying as usual, but that's the garden of Eden. We're naked now: "Doesn't he have to be inside the car to play?" No. This one has different rules.
So how do you win the game? Do you pace him, worry at him, apologize, call Eleanor back on the phone and repudiate her and her lifestyle and the money, swear it'll never happen again? Would that bring the world back together? Or can the world go fuck itself, all of the worlds; can all of those things wait? Because the body's saying, "We're in trouble deep, girl," and "You promised to let nothing stop you getting home." The body's saying right now Kevin is expendable, because he's the only one that has none of her secrets. Of all the pressures, this is the easiest to bear. And every second that goes by, the need gets a little more naked.
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