All language subtitles for Nip Tuck - 4x09 - Liz Cruz.en

Previously on Nip/Tuck...

Don't move. Your kidney's been surgically removed.

There have been 4 of these thefts in Miami.

The investigating officers think an organized ring has moved into the area.

I need you to stay to help me through this.

I was an escort.

She won't let me forget where I came from.

What do you want? More money?

I don't want money.

I want your skills.

All right.

Tell me what you don't like about yourself.

Just start at your head and work your way down.

I just want a little lipo and

maybe some work around the eyes.

Oh, yeah. That ought to do it.

Shut up, Christian.

Look, to tell you the truth, we're just a little surprised.

I mean, what happened to the girl who believed that

real change could only come from within?

You don't get points for keeping it real anymore.

Beauty has its privileges, and damn it, I want them.

I always thought it was different between women.

Yeah, well, maybe once upon a time.

But in this culture, trust me--

dykes today are the worst.

If you don't have the body of a professional athlete,

then you are a loser.

Look, I almost died, ok?

But I didn't.

I got a second chance and I'm not going to blow it

by spending the rest of my saturday nights home eating cherry garcia.

Can't the 2 of you just watch tv?

Asshole.

And for your information,

my girlfriend happens to be in great shape.

Ooh, I didn't know you were seeing anybody. That's great, Liz.

I didn't read the news today. Did hell freeze over?

Her name's Poppy and she's an anesthesiologist, just like me.

We've been going out for 2 weeks.

Well, I don't get it, Liz. Why now?

When you've found someone who's obviously attracted to you as you are?

I just think I'd be happier if I looked a little better.

I think the whole world would be.

But don't you think it's a little risky

to put your body through another trauma so soon after surgery?

The anesthesia is the riskiest part of the procedure, and guess what?

I'm approving it. I agree with Christian, Liz.

Give yourself some time to heal. Maybe in a couple of months--

Gentlemen-- in case you haven't noticed,

I, too, have a license to practice medicine.

Now, I could practice it here,

or I could practice it over at Mike Hemoys,

who has offered me a permanent staff position

upon my recovery from a state-of-the-art makeover,

which he has offered to me free of charge.

You're not seriously thinking--

Come on, Liz. You know you love us too much to leave us.

Try me.

Furthermore,

I don't want to hear one more snide remark about me,

my girlfriend, or my physical shortcomings.

I want the fat sucked out of me, and I want it sucked out now.

Are you, or are you not going to do it?

Classy touch, James.

Nothing sexier than a french whore.

Speaking of which, I could use a little divertissement.

I've only sampled one tart from your dessert tray,

and it left a lasting impression...

One that's proving a little difficult to forget.

I understand.

I thought you might.

How's, uh, an hour and a half? Your place?

Top of the line, James.

I want her dazzling enough to give my dick amnesia.

Dr. Troy, I'm certain that, come morning,

Michelle will be the last thing on your mind.

Oh, he just seems so uncomfortable, doesn't he?

I mean, every time I try to put him down, he cries.

He doesn't want to let go of me.

It's probably just a reaction from all the anesthesia

and the fact that he's been missing the nipple.

You know how that affects me.

- Good evening, all.
- Evening, Marlo.

How's our little guy doing tonight?

Oh, he has just been miserable all day.

His coloring still seems a little on the pale side.

All his vital signs are perfectly within range.

Good blood flow to the fingertips,

a little soreness and swelling around the incision,

which I'm sure counts for some of the fussiness.

But you are doing great.

Once we get these bandages off you...

You're going to be better than ever.

He's making such a good recovery, I'm thinking about calling Dr. McGobby,

move up the target date for the operation on his other hand.

Would you like that? huh?

Get it all done as soon as possible? Yeah?

Why don't you let me take over

so you guys can go get a bite to eat?

Uh, you know...

I should have thought of this before and called you.

I'm home a little earlier than usual, and

I haven't spent as much time with him as I like.

Why don't you take the night off?

Go to the movies or something.

Really? Are you sure? because I could just--

No, go before he changes his mind.

You, too, Jules. Go to your pilates class. Get some air.

You've been stuck inside all day.

Connor and I will have a boys' night here at the homestead.

A couple of 6-packs and the Dolphins. How does that sound?

Ok. I'll see you guys tomorrow.

There's a D.K. Zhang retrospective at the Thalia.

Oh, god. I love 9 sons.

I think that's what's playing tonight.

You should go too, Jules.

No. You know, you've been working all day. I wouldn't feel right about it--

Oh, go. When was the last time you saw a movie? We'll be fine.

He's unhappy, he gets to complain to his daddy and his doctor.

Have fun.

I love this film.

He did the entire palate in reds and yellows and oranges.

After I saw it for the first time--

that is the only colors I could paint with, eh?

You know, Julia, I can drive you home if you want.

- You seem a bit tense.
- No. No. It's just

weird being out after everything that happened, that's all.

You know, people stare. You get used to it.

- Can I help you?
- Uh, yes, you can.

2 for 9 sons, please.

Sorry.

Thank you. Have a nice night. After you.

Oh, sorry. I just-- I can't do this. I can't.

- Marlo, I am so sorry.
- Oh, no, no. It's my fault.

I thought...

I have feelings for you, Julia,

and they're not like anything I've ever felt before.

I have... feelings for you, too, Marlo.

It's just that, you know, I'm married and...

Everything has been really stressful with the baby and his recovery,

and I am just really confused about everything right now.

What if you weren't married?

Come on. I'll drive you home.

Sweetheart, you're 2 hours late.

If you were a pizza, I'd get you for free.

That's because pizza gets cold.

Some things get hotter the longer you wait for them.

May I come in?

You must have the wrong apartment.

I distinctly asked for something sweet.

I was going to send Campbell, or maybe Brianne.

Then I thought, "No.

Christian specifically requested top-of-the-line."

Honey, I'm not looking to bond.

So if you're here to cry boo-hoo over Michelle and then cuddle--

Look at me, Christian. Do I seem like the cuddly type?

- Then why are you here?
- Oh, don't be coy.

Hmm.

Glencairn, '21. Rare. I'm impressed.

Go ahead, help yourself.

I'm sure I'll find another bottle on my next trip to the isle of Islay.

One of the heaviest...

And most challenging of the single malt regions.

Some love their complexity

and robustness. And others find them unspeakably foul.

Well, darling, down the hatch.

And up your snatch.

Let's face it, Christian. Not every man can appreciate

an experience of a perfectly-aged single malt...

Its smoky scent, sweet and salty...

taste.

Where do you get the balls to come on to me?

We're inevitable, you and I.

We have the same refined taste.

In scotch and in women.

Don't you believe in fate?

- Only in greek tragedy.
- I believe in critical mass,

tipping points,

tiny straws that can break camels' backs.

You've been trying to show me who's boss

for some time, haven't you?

Well, now's your chance.

What are you going to do-- hit me?

What are you going to do-- smash in my face?

You can't, can you? That's too bad.

But then, that's what gives me the power--

the fact that I can.

I feel strange.

Michelle? We have an emergency.

I'm at Christian's apartment.

Come quickly. It's a matter of life and death.

He's sweet when he's sleeping.

He knows who you are, James. If we take his kidney,

he'll know it was you.

Why stop at one?

I wasn't planning on leaving him alive, anyway.

I'm not a fool.

I know 2 charming asian gentlemen

who are absolute magicians at making bodies disappear.

You wouldn't do that. Not even you.

It's harvest time, darling,

and I am under a lot of pressure.

I've been given 24 hours to meet my quota.

You think I'm going to let you get away with murdering him?

I'm not a killer.

No, but your hands aren't exactly squeaky clean, now, are they?

- What do you want me to do?
- Find me a kidney in, uh...

21 hours, and I will keep him from being the next designated donor.

There's nothing human left in you, is there?

I'm keeping him alive, aren't I? Are you?

Tick-tock. Better hurry.

Well, let's see what all the fuss is about.

Mmm. Impressive.

Perhaps another time,

when you're a little more up to it.

Trust me, in another week, you won't even miss the caffeine.

Honey, the patient is supposed to sleep through the surgery,

not the anesthesiologist.

Well, once we boost that metabolism of yours,

you'll be burning energy you didn't even know existed.

She's got me in training.

Oh, for the surgery? That's a good idea.

No, a 5k run 3 weeks later.

- I didn't know you ran.
- Me either.

I think people use recovery as an excuse to sit on their asses.

Health is a choice.

Unless someone else chooses to steal your kidney.

Hey, what did I say about pity parties?

No time. Not interested.

Oh. You are so good for me.

Isn't this the cutest face you've ever seen in your life?

I mean, don't you just want to eat this face right up?

Mmm! Mwah mwah mwah!

Well, don't-- don't push too hard.

I know plenty of weekend warriors

who think they're 20 and end up with coronaries.

- Dr. Mcnamara--
- Oh, no, no, no.

You call him Sean. You are family. isn't she, Sean?

Absolutely.

Sean, don't give her excuses to cop out on herself if you really love her.

I mean, see her for who she is, but, you know,

support her in becoming the best she can be.

Sean? I need to see you right away.

Christian? Christian! Did you meet my girlfriend Poppy?

Later, Liz. Give me something to live for.

Last thing I remember is locking eyes with that bitch,

then nothing.

Next thing I know, I'm waking up

with a massive migraine and puking my guts out.

I don't understand why you'd get a hooker in the first place.

I was upset about Michelle.

Right. Got to have it, just as long as I can't get it.

Why didn't you just go to a bar and pick someone up,

like you usually do?

I'm sure there's another mother-daughter team out there somewhere.

Nice.

At least at a bar, what you see is what you get.

Oh, yeah. No risk there. Just ask Lizzie.

How did you find this madam, anyway?

The internet?

I met her through Michelle.

Michelle was one of her girls.

Was this before or after she went to medical school?

It's how she went to medical school.

- We sold our business to a hooker?
- It's in the past, Sean.

It's not something she's proud of,

and it's not something she wants advertised.

Look, she's in my blood, Sean.

That's why the bitch is trying to destroy me. She's in her blood, too.

You were right. She drugged you. Triazolin.

The guys from biohazard are here.

Tell them most of it's out back. There's some in the basement.

I thought they collected at the end of the week.

They've been on strike...

Or haven't you noticed our dumpsters overflowing with medical waste?

We could pollute a small reservoir

with all the tissue and fat that's been piling up out there.

So, you want to report this to the police or what?

No, I don't think so.

I just want to take care of it myself

quietly and then just let it go.

Dr. Mcnamara...

can I speak to you for a minute?

A leg-lengthening procedure's not something I recommend, Marlo.

It's incredibly painful, risky, and cost-prohibitive.

I understand, but I

still appreciate you walking me through it, so to speak.

I have to ask, why?

Your stance on Connor's operation was pretty clear.

A woman that I'm involved with...

She's having some difficulty dealing with the

height disparity between us.

Well, if she needs you to put yourself through something like this,

I strongly suggest she's not the one you want to spend

- the rest of your life with.
- In theory, I agree with you.

You're right. It's insane.

But so is love, you know?

Let's start by breaking the tibia and fibula bones of both your legs.

We'd attach an external fixator device

to each half of each severed bone using 12-inch pins

that would insert through small holes drilled through your skin.

Once the surgery's completed, a small screw is turned,

stretching the fixator device to increase the distance

between both halves of each bone.

The pain is considerable,

since anti-inflammatory drugs slow bone growth

and are only prescribed in emergencies.

The screws are turned 4 times a day to allow new bone growth

to occur in the space between, roughly around one millimeter per day.

How many inches of growth can I expect?

3 to 6, sometimes less, but rarely more.

6 inches taller?

- Can I help you?
- 2 for 9 sons, please.

Thank you. You have a great evening.

After you.

Let's do it.

Great. That's a start.

Damn. I'm gonna miss those bags.

I'm gonna have to throw out a whole repertoire of luggage insults.

Hmm. First time I woke up next to her

I thought I was sleeping with rocky raccoon. Only puffier, this one.

Imagine rolling over and seeing that every morning.

Well--

I think that should do it.

Come on, Sean. The whole idea was to get rid of cellulite city,

not just raze a couple of buildings.

And while she's under,

might as well take a look at these fat ass arms over here.

Couple of flaps of these puppies and she's liable to take off.

We usually like to stick with what the patient's requested.

Guys, she's not in here for her health. Come on.

This is exactly what she'd want.

Right. What she wants.

Listen, I'm not having her come down to the Keys with me

looking like a teletubby, all right?

This is like Michelangelo and the David.

We're just whittling away anything that isn't the true Liz.

I think we're done whittling away for today.

And if she wants anything else done,

it's not like she has to make a special trip.

I got a lunch date. Later.

I think Christian's right.

We did what Liz asked for.

If she needs additional work,

she certainly knows where to find us.

I can never figure out what comes first with guys--

the deflated ego or the small penis.

Bonjour, James.

I had so much fun the other night,

I thought maybe we should do it again. Care for some lunch?

I'm gonna be sick.

Yeah, it must be going around. I was puking my guts out this morning.

Might've been something I drank.

When I finally woke up, I thought I'd been robbed,

but everything was there.

But then I noticed something in the air, and I...

recognized the scent. Fleur de french cooch.

You're disgusting!

That car is worth more than a hundred thousand dollars.

A woman who won the lottery paid me 4 times that much to ride my dick,

which means, sweetheart,

you owe me three hundred thousand bucks.

Wait.

I have a girl who was offered a comparable amount

by an appallingly rich saudi.

Perhaps if I send her to you, we might call this even.

Why the sudden turn around, James?

Scared of a little medical waste?

Afraid your living room might end up like your Mercedes?

It's insane for us both to fight over a prize neither of us can win.

It's a peace offering.

Peace offering?

She better be one hell of a piece.

Am I beautiful?

I always thought so.

Where's Poppy? I want to know what she thinks.

I'm really proud of you, Liz.

Changing your attitude,

realizing that you deserve someone because you're...

so lovable and great.

What's going on with you?

Did you nick a vein or something?

No, no, no. Just... you decided to find yourself a girlfriend and poof!

- Poppy appeared.
- You hate her.

No, I don't! I mean, who? Poppy?

- Did she say something?
- No.

I mean, she may have been a little on the critical side--

Of who? Of me?

Well, it's just that she wants me to be the best me I can be.

I mean, what did she say?

That she was stuck with a big, old fat pig?

No.

- Oh, my god!
- You're putting words in my mouth.

Well, someone better because the ones you're not saying suck.

- That woman loves me, Sean.
- Of course she does.

You are very lovable. Now look, it's just me.

It's-- it's me.

I think I'm being overprotective.

She was a little pushy in the O.R.

And I overreacted.

Hey.

I am really happy for you. And if

Poppy is the girl for you,

then she's family.

- How's my baby doing?
- Great.

Just perfect.

I'll, uh...

give you two some privacy.

And no monkey business till she's out of recovery.

He's ok.

Little on the conservative side for a surgeon,

but, you know, much less of a pig than that other one.

Why? What did he do?

It's more really about what he didn't do.

But you know what? It doesn't matter.

We'll just go back in in another month and we'll do some more, right?

I'll take care of it, so.

Hey, push over.

- You ok?
- Yeah.

- That woman in the waiting room--
- Pretty, isn't she?

A little gift from our good friend James.

Since I couldn't get what I wanted,

she thought she'd help compensate for my loss.

Christian, don't do this.

Don't accept favors from James. She's not to be trusted.

- And your husband is?
- But what the hell.

You've made your choice. Now I'm making mine.

Do you think I chose to stay with Burt to hurt you?

Do you have any idea what my life has been like?

I'm 30 years old.

I sleep next to man who I have to feed and clean--

Just how much money could he be leaving you Mrs. Landau?

A billion?

Because after everything that he's put you through,

you couldn't possibly owe that old bastard a single thing.

You wanna sacrifice yourself for some false sense of wifely obligation.

Go ahead. You'll die a rich martyr.

- Christian, please.
- But...

I am way past screening for sainthood, sweetheart.

God gave me a dick,

and I intend to glorify him by playing that organ

as intensely and as often as possible.

Let's go.

Hey.

Hey. I didn't hear you come in.

Oh, I didn't want to wake Connor.

Oh. I think he's finally out. We'll see how long that lasts.

You know, he's probably scared of this thing.

Maybe we should paint over it.

Put something less weird in its place.

Marlo thinks it's actually quite good for him.

Marlo is a capable night-nurse, Julia,

who certainly talks a good game,

but when it comes down to it, he's kind of full of shit.

What are you talking about?

Guess who came into my office to discuss a leg-lengthening procedure?

I don't understand. Why would he--

Apparently he's in love with someone

who's got a problem with him being short.

So much for all that self-acceptance crap.

Oh, it must be that dancer with the Miami ballet he told me about.

Mm-hmm. Talk about hypocrisy, huh?

I told him, it's an incredibly painful procedure.

Gonna have to cut the bones, put a brace on,

turn a screw to force the bones apart.

Isn't that what you did to Connor?

It's not the same, Julia.

A baby's bones aren't completely formed.

The whole recovery process is much easier.

I'll get him.

Oh, hey. That's ok. That's ok.

Could you get me a pacifier? Try to distract him.

Just rock him and maybe he'll fall asleep.

I can't. I need to turn the screw.

I have to get some air, take a walk or something.

I'm sorry, but I just can't watch you do this.

It's ok.

It's ok. It's ok.

Can I come in?

Uh, it's not exactly Hieronymus Bosch.

I, uh, just can't seem to get the colors quite right.

I don't want you to get the procedure done.

The leg-lengthening. Not for me.

I am not just doing it for you. I'm doing it for us.

There is no "us", Marlo. I am married. I've told you.

I know.

But you may not be forever.

Look, Julia, I have never

thought about doing something like this before.

It's just that every other way, we're a perfect fit.

And I just don't want the physical difference between us to

stand in the way.

How could you even think that?

Whatever happens between me and Sean,

there's not one thing

that I would change about you.

Not one.

- Marlo...
- I know.

You have to go home.

Mrs. Landau?

Oh, I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to startle you.

Oh. I'm just a little on edge. It's--

it's been a difficult day.

For Mr. Landau, too, I'm afraid.

I gave him his heparin over an hour ago,

and his blood pressure is still 180 over 90.

- I'd be happy to stay the night--
- No.

That's very sweet of you, Frances, but I can handle it.

But if he has anymore trouble breathing or he complains of chest pains--

I said I can handle it.

Now, go and enjoy your evening.

Good night.

Darlin', is that you?

Yes, Burt. I'll be right up.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

I'll need to get to use those in the morning on a rhinoplasty.

Where the hell have you been?

Oh, god. I feel like shit.

My heart's racing a mile a minute.

I'll, uh-- get you your beta blocker.

Now where did Frances put them?

I'll go look for them.

No, no. Wait a minute. Come back here.

Come on. Please.

Come over. Sit by me. Come on.

That's right. Keep me company.

It's the best medicine there is.

Come on a little closer. Mm-hmm. Man.

Now show me.

Come on, honey. Let me nuzzle 'em a little bit.

I don't really think you should excite yourself right now, Burt.

Oh, shit, you're probably right.

Let this be a lesson. Never buy a used car.

Once you drive it off the lot,

one damn thing after another starts to fall apart.

It's been a sweet ride though, hadn't it?

- Sweet?
- Mm-hmm.

No, Burt, it hasn't.

It stopped being "sweet"

the day you forced me to make love to another man in front of you.

Whatever love I had for you died that day.

You don't do that to someone you love.

You do that to some thing you own.

Marriage is a contract, darlin'.

What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine.

You knew I loved Christian!

And all your money and power couldn't change that.

Well, you're here aren't ya?

If it wasn't the money and power, why'd you stay?

I stayed because I pitied you.

Get my...

Get my pills.

The little white ones.

Come on. please. Where are they?

They're in the living room.

Help me. I'll get 'em myself.

Oh, easy, baby.

Better hold that thought.

Unless you're into golden showers. Mm-mmm.

Abort. James.

Ok. Now. Where were we?

Mwah. Mwah. mwah. Mmm.

Jules?

It was a long walk.

I sat by the ocean and looked at the waves.

I think it helped.

By yourself at night?

I don't wanna lie to you, Sean.

I was at Marlo's.

Marlo? What for?

He's my friend.

I wanted someone to talk to. Process things.

I'm gonna take a shower and go to bed.

What things?

His leg-lengthening procedure?

Yes.

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