All language subtitles for Shameless.US.S09E01.WEB.h264-CONVOY

No.

No, go away.

I don't have time for this, all right?

I have kids.

Just watch the damn show
when you're supposed to, okay?

Amy. Amy!

See? Thanks a lot.

Way to go. Amy!

Military school?

You said that you weren't going back.

Why did we even bother getting engaged?

Marry me before you leave, dumbass.

You love me, right? Then
what's the point in waiting?

Get off the bus, Carl!

I love you!

Saw you took the "For Rent" sign down.

It's about time I got

something of my own for a change.

He come with the place too?

What should I say when

I talk about you to other people?

Am I your girlfriend?

Are you a homosexual, Ian?

Any of you queers sick of this bullshit

and want to get out of here?

It's on YouTube.

It's already got, like, 1,000 hits.

Seriously?

He's like a prophet.

And he's super hot too.

Like hot gay Jesus.

So big,

and we do it in God's name.

My god's a faggot, a junkie,

a whore!

Is he off his meds?

How the hell would I know?

Everyone up!

I need sheets.

I need lots and lots of sheets.

Debbie!

Well, what would the surgery cost?

It'll run you at least $50,000.

I was hoping there was
something I could do to help.

We don't have enough fathers

- on our PTA.
- Sign me up.

Pimp my ass.

Now tell me how much you made last year.

Two grand, maybe,

and I don't pay taxes.

Ah!

Oh, you got a niece?

My sister's kid. Xan.

Any sign of Xan's mom?

I'm giving my shit-bag
half sister two more days.

Hey, why don't you come stay
with me for a couple days?

- That'd be cool.
- Cool.

Those rich, white, liberal
parents at your school,

we gotta take advantage of that.

They'll be gone. We know the code.

You got the code, right?

Fuck!

You gonna get that?

No.

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Oh, shit.

Morning.

- You're up early.
- Yeah.

What you doing?

Paint touch-ups for the appraiser.

Want this place to look great

so he says it's worth
a bazillion dollars

and I get a big fat loan for Ian's bail.

Well, keep wearing that outfit,

and you'll get anything that you want.

You think that's, uh...

Is that ketchup or blood?

That could be either.

Doesn't matter now.

We still going to Costco later?

Yeah. Text me when you're ready.

Okay. Have a good day at work, dear.

Shit.

Graveyarders, shift's over!

Day crew, let's go!

Night crew, paychecks!

Thanks, Jacob.

Don't spend it all in one place, Jugs.

- Breakfast?
- Ooh, let's do it.

I'm starving.

- Yeah?
- No, no.

Okay.

Okay. Okay, now.

Whew.

See you later, Greta's vagina.

Thanks for letting me
be of service to you.

You're a funny guy.

Stay as long as you want.

I gotta get in the shower.

Oh, I got you a great shirt.

_

Hey, doll, I gotta get going.

Okay.

Text you the next
time Hal's out of town.

You hear that, Hal? You're a lucky guy.

Taught her a few new
tricks. Hope you like 'em.

You're welcome.

- I've got you!
- I've got you!

- I've got you!
- Got you!

- I've got you!
- Got you!

- I got you!
- I've got you!

Got you!

I've got you!

You don't have him, Huntington.

I just need a better grip, sir!

Are you trying to
screw me out of becoming

cadet lieutenant next year, maggot?

No, sir.

Well, it sure as shit looks like it.

Drop that cadet, pissant.

Jesus. Not literally.

Sorry, sir. Sorry, Raul.

I have my year-end review with
the general this afternoon.

Do you know what that
might be about, puke-head?

No, sir. Y-yes, sir. Uh, me, sir?

I've had the entire school year

to get you plebes into fighting shape,

and yet one big, fat
turd who can't keep up.

I'll do better, sir!

A chain is only as strong
as its weakest link,

and you are my weakest link!

Get out of my face!

Cadets... and Dave...

Dismissed!

Corporal Gallagher is on the move!

Left! Left! Left, right, left!

Here we go again!

Hi, Carl!

I see you in there!

Walking down the avenue!

Only two more days
until the end of school!

Mrs. Gallagher is waiting for you!

- Left! Left!
- I'm doing my Kegels.

- Left, right, left!
- I love you!

There are three units on this level

and three apartments upstairs.

All super-reliable tenants.

I put a new roof on last year.

Uh, that was broken
when I bought the place.

I've been looking for a matching piece.

That won't effect the price, will it?

Just gotta take pictures of what I see.

You must be so busy,

everyone trying to refinance

before the rates go up any more.

Been doing ten of these a day.

Wow, that's a lot.

Yeah. Sure.

And you live around here, in the city?

Uh, Schaumburg, actually.

Oh.

It is so nice out there.

Have you been?

Uh, couple times.

What's the real estate
like out in, uh, Schaumburg?

Nothing like what's happening down here.

You grow up there?

Yeah, yeah. Born and raised.

Interesting.

It... It's not.

My husband and I, we like it, though.

So what do you think
this place is worth?

$550? $600 at least, right?

Gotta do the comps.

Don't see any red flags, though.

Great.

Where's all the mechanical?

Uh, downstairs in the basement.

Yeah, right through the door.

Mm-hmm.

♪ Funny, but when you're near me ♪

♪ I'm in the mood for love ♪

♪ Bright as the stars ♪

♪ We're under ♪

♪ Oh, is it any wonder ♪

Dinner is served.

♪ I'm in the mood ♪

♪ For love ♪

Well, top o' the morning to ya.

No time for breakfast...

maid.

I'll just grab something to go.

Hmm.

_

_

_

Hey, Frank.

Push. Push.

Yo, Leo.

My cell, five minutes.

No, thank you.

Yes, thank you. I need to blow a nut.

I don't think so.

Since when do you get
a say in this, bitch?

Since I told him that
he gets a say in this,

bitch.

They're on strike, remember?

You were serious about our fucking hos

- being on strike?
- Until you agree

to mutual sexual respect,
they aren't coming back.

Let's go, Leo.

Release him, jack-hole!

Fuck you

and your ho strike.

Bye, baby.

You're doing the right thing, Leo.

I know, but I miss him.

Strength through collective action.

It's the only way the oppressed

have ever triumphed over the oppressors.

Strength, ladies.

Gallagher.

Visitor.

Yo, Jules, stand guard.

I got it, boss.

Strength.

You sure it's okay you're
missing school today

for Brad's wedding?

Yeah, my teacher just said

to bring a note from my mom tomorrow.

Need me to write it?

Nah, I can forge her signature.

Okay.

All right.

There we go.

And... how do I look?

- Stupid.
- Well, good.

That's what I was going for.

Come on, before you make me late.

I love yoga.

Ah.

What are you doing?

Emergency PTA meeting.
I hope the kids are okay.

We should probably pick
up the pace a little.

Yeah. Up you go.

Oh, God.

I'm close to getting the bail money.

The court just did an
appraisal on my building.

- How soon?
- Tomorrow, maybe.

I-I need a few more days.

There's oppression everywhere in here.

W-what are you talking about?

I'm busting my ass to get
you out of this shit hole.

My work here is not done.

I-I'm saving the submissives
from their sexual oppressors.

And I'm getting you a
$50,000 gift of freedom.

Look, I organized a strike
against the gangbangers

who terrorize the gay and trans inmates.

They take out their feelings of...

inadequacy and repressed homosexuality

on us queers,

and they practice really
bad sexual hygiene.

A-are they giving you
your meds in there?

I-I'm protecting defenseless lambs

from having their emotional
and physical spirits

slaughtered, Fiona.

Don't break any bones, girls.

We can't afford the hospital.

V, why they got so much energy now?

They were never like this
when Svetlana was here.

I think they were scared of her.

Hell, I know I was.

Open up, Kev. We got a line out here.

- Whee!
- All right, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

I'm coming!

Let's go, while we're middle-aged!

Calm down!

All right, girls, just stay.

- Well, about time.
- Oh, relax.

There's still 19 hours left to drink.

Let's go, yeah. Let's go.

No, no, no, no, no no,
no, no. What are you...

Molly, how many times have I told you?

You cannot bring dogs in the bar.

Oh, come on, Kev. I just
need a shot and a beer.

I've been playing fetch
with the beasts for two hours

just to tire them out.

All right, fine. Make it fast.

It's just, I don't want to
get shut down by the county.

Having your kids in a cage
is what's gonna get you

- shut down by the county.
- That's a playpen.

We don't have a sitter
with Svetlana gone.

Which means we don't
have sexy time anymore.

Kev, no one needs to
know about our sex life.

I do. Makes me not feel

so shitty about mine.

Hey, what's up, Debs?

Hey.

Pitcher of beer, please.

And a large Coke.

What, are you guys, like,
morning drinkers now?

Ha. Your morning is our evening.

Every couple weeks,

we have to work a graveyard shift.

It sucks.

Oh, can you cash my check for me, V?

- How much is it for?
- $720.

Are you high?

We don't have that kind of money

first thing in the morning.

We don't have that kind of
money last thing at night.

Wait, $720?

What are you talking about?
We worked the exact same shifts

- last week.
- Yeah, 40 hours times 18.

$18?

- Mm-hmm.
- An hour?

I make $15.

- Oh.
- Do you guys make $18 too?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Fucking Jacob.

Fuck. Am I late?

Uh, no. They're just getting started.

Oh, thank God. I would never hear

the end of it from Cami.

The maid of honor?

Yep. Her sister, Tami.

Cami and Tami, huh?

Yeah, well, our parents, Pami and Sami,

weren't very creative.

I'm fucking with you.
They're Bob and Kim.

Are you the best man?

Yeah, I'm Lip.

What's up with your hair? Are you, like,

in the Marines or some shit?

I was freebasing. My
head caught on fire.

I'm fucking with you. No, I, uh,

fell asleep with gum in my mouth.

That's the most retarded
thing I've ever heard.

Oh, says the lady with the bouffant

and the princess headband.

I spent hours on this.

Well, you can't get
that time back, can you?

Oh, I can't wait

till this cocksucking ceremony is over

so we can hit the reception.

I am fucking starving.

- Let's do this thing!
- After you.

Buzz off, will you?

What are you doing here?

I need you to do me a favor. I...

- Hey.
- Hi, Frank.

Nice to see you again.

- It's been a while.
- Yeah.

Take this home with you, will you?

Hide it someplace safe.

What's in it?

A little weed, some
blow. A couple of oxys.

There's a PTA meeting.
It's probably best

not to bring that stuff
onto school grounds.

Hey, would you...

Doesn't sound like weed.

It's my salary.

Ever since you denied
me my big, fat score,

I've had to make money
the good old-fashioned way:

on my back,

taking what scraps I can

from your little friends' parents.

I'm gonna pawn that
stuff after the meeting.

Yes?

Enter.

At ease, soldier.

Sir, I'd like to discuss

the cadet lieutenant position.

I know it comes down to me and Lawson

and that one of my men

is not up to the high standards

of military cadets that we expect,

but I promise you, if
given that position,

I will get him there next year.

What are your plans for
after graduation, Corporal?

Sir?

Cadet lieutenants have traditionally

gone on to service academies.

West Point?

You have the discipline,
the fighting spirit.

Get a congressman or
senator's recommendation.

You really think I could?

You'll have to handle
your personal situation.

There's a civilian
outside the wire in a tent.

Gallaghers have always
attracted crazy, sir.

My brothers have. Sisters too.

My mother was crazy.

Well, if you can
straighten out your platoon

and personal issues, son,

there's a good chance you'll
be cadet lieutenant next year.

Costco or bust.

Hey. Let me just get my stuff.

- How was Ian this time?
- Crazier than usual.

Wants to stay in jail.

Needs time to negotiate a strike

between the gangbangers and the lambs.

No idea what he's talking about.

That's extra-crispy crazy.

Yeah. Anyway, here.

You left your coat at my place.

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

All right, lads. I'm off.
I'll see you later, yeah?

All right, man. See you.

Yo, gay Jesus!

You need to release our hos now.

You ready to negotiate better conditions

for these children of our Lord?

Last night, I fucked my sink.

- My balls are so blue.
- Yeah, that's right.

Then shall we talk,

try to agree on the proper
ways to manage our relationships

with those we love and care for?

Sure. Whatever the fuck you say,

as long as I get my ass eaten out.

All right.

Let's break bread and
drink wine together.

I never thought she'd stick around.

Ah, well, you did the work.

You know? You faced your demons.

A kid and the love of a good woman

will do that to you.

Should try it sometime.

- Get out here...
- Let's go!

- ...and dance!
- Go get 'em.

No, no, no, if I'm doing this,

come on, you're coming with me.

- Come on, man.
- Come on.

Lip, we're doing our
nerdiest dance moves.

- Yeah?
- Watch, okay.

Okay.

- I got one better.
- Yeah?

Oh, my God.

All right, all right, all right.

Now, uh, no matter what dance move I do,

it's gonna be the nerdiest.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

Sure? Okay.

- Oh, Jesus.
- What? That's good!

That's awful.

- What's up?
- Nothing.

Wanna dance?

Okay.

Who is this kid? He has a beard.

Yeah, that's what the hormones
in milk will do to you.

Chillax, Grandpa. She's having fun.

Come on.

Uh, where?

The maid of honor and best man

always hook up at these things.

Good afternoon. Thank you all

for coming in on such short notice.

Earlier today, I was contacted

by the county health department.

- Lice again?
- I wish.

Then what? I got an
open house in 30 minutes.

There's an epidemic at our school.

- Measles?
- It's because of those

anti-vaxxer French kids
you let in, isn't it?

It's not the measles.

We're talking about a
very... delicate issue:

a sexual epidemic.

In elementary school?

That's the French.

My kid's nine.

And she's a giant slut.

Honey, stop.

I'm serious. You should see

what her daughter
wears out of the house.

It's called style.

Maybe your son should
take a few pointers.

Please, enough. I'm not talking

about the children, for God sakes.

I'm talking about you people.

The epidemic has been
traced to this PTA.

What?

I'll turn this over

to Dr. Jonathan Rosenbaum

from the county health board

to further explain.

Ah, thank you.

Um, as mentioned, uh,
this is a sensitive issue,

but one that we do not take lightly.

Over the past few weeks,

four people have tested positive

for virulent strains of multiple STDs.

The only thing these
people have in common

was this PTA group.

In all my time

at the county health department,

I-I've never seen symptoms

of all three venereal diseases...

Chlamydia, gonorrhea, syphilis...

In four people at once.

Who the hell are the four?

- Not me.
- Bullshit.

Uh, I can't reveal that information,

but swift action must be taken

so we can learn who these individuals

came in contact with

so we can contain the epidemic.

You're saying these four people may have

- given it to the rest of us?
- Yes.

But that could only happen from sex.

You... you don't get an
STD from a toilet seat.

This is absurd. If you excuse me,

I have a root canal to perform.

Sir, you're gonna stay and be tested.

Can't keep us here against our will.

Actually, I can. The Illinois

Sexual Transmissible Disease Control Act

states that we can order the testing

and the isolation of an individual

to stop the spread of an STD

until such time that the
danger to the public health

is eliminated. That's the law.

- What?
- Are you kidding me?

- Folks!
- What is going on here?

As soon as everyone is tested,

we can determine who can leave

and who will need
intravenous antibiotics.

Thank you.

- This is...
- What the...

You pay Farhad more than me.

You know what, Jugs? I don't
even have you on the schedule

till tomorrow morning.

He gets $18 an hour.

Everybody does.

- I don't.
- Well, you're a girl.

What does that have to do with anything?

Uh, you take a lot of bathroom breaks...

Peeing, getting your period
and whatnot... and I timed you.

- What?
- Twenty-four minutes

in the can during an eight-hour shift.

That's because your port-a-potties

are fucking disgusting.

You guys piss all over the seats.

It takes me five minutes
to clean it and build a nest

before I can sit down and pee.

Way of the world,
Jugs. You don't like it,

find another job.

Wedding fucks are the best.

- You've done this before?
- Seven times.

You want my wedding pussy, don't you?

Your version of dirty talk?

Why, is it working?

Sure.

Ah, your cock is making me really dizzy.

That a good thing?

Fucking hallway's
spinning around right now.

Oh, hey, you want me to stop?

- Ah...
- Fuck.

Hey, are you all right?

Man.

I feel a lot better.

Okay, yeah, let's finish this thing.

I need another drink.

Whoever you four fuckers
are that are infected,

I just got a foot-long
Q-tip just shoved up my dick.

I understand your anger
and your frustration,

and we appreciate your cooperation.

At this time, everyone has been tested.

Thank you.

Uh, Donald and Eliza Watts,

Paula Dowd,

Leah and John Alperin,

Tod Carney,

Kate and Lina Thomas.

You're all free to go.

- Yes!
- Fuck.

What about the rest of us?

You all tested positive.

No, that's impossible.

I'm calling my lawyer.
That's ridiculous.

Look, folks, we have

to trace this communicable web

to see if anybody is infected
that is not in this room.

Look, I can't force you

to reveal your sexual partners,

but any information you give us

could very well save lives.

I slept with I-lrene Bragg.

Asshole!

Fucking whore.

Ed.

Charlize Stewart.

What?

I slept with my tennis pro.

I slept with our nanny.

I had sex with my gynecologist.

I always fantasized
about having enough money

to stock up on toilet paper.

Lofty goals.

Hey, when I was a kid,

we had to use whatever we could find.

Christmas napkins,

paperbacks,

coffee filters.

You don't answer it?

No.

Got boxes to unpack.

I've got a bathroom to clean.

I clean it every week.
It's not that dirty, is it?

Ever look behind the toilet?

No, and I never plan on doing so.

Uh-huh.

The appraisal report came
in. I can get the bail money.

What?

Nothing.

What?

Better not to get involved.

With me?

With your family.

If you're involved with me,
you're involved with my family.

Let's talk about your dirty toilet.

You don't think I should bail him out?

Didn't say that.

You didn't say anything.
It's like talking to a wall.

"Uh, excuse me, Mr. Wall. I just got

the money to bail out my brother.

Isn't that great?"

"Why, yes, Fiona. That is fantastic!"

I doubt the wall would say that.

Yeah? Well, what would

the fucking wall say, then?

Ian set a... a van on fire.

Coulda killed somebody.
He has a Jesus complex.

You said he's on and off his medication.

So I shouldn't bail my own brother out?

What if he doesn't
show up for his trial?

- He wouldn't do that.
- You sure?

He knows my ass is on the line.

If he skips town, you
lose all your money.

Could be put to better use.

- How?
- Don't know.

Invest in another apartment building.

Buy a café, yoga studio...

Anything but your brother.

Beverly.

My gardener, Pablo.

I, uh... I don't know his last name.

Uh, Kurt Alvarez.

Our pool guy. And, uh...

Frank.

I slept with Frank.

So did I.

Me too.

Yep. Frank.

- I slept with Frank.
- I slept with Frank.

Frank.

V, look how hard I am for you.

My dick is so hard,
it's holding up this...

Kev!

Jesus, V, you're supposed
to be putting them to bed!

They won't sleep. I'm
trying to tire them out.

Did you sing that
Russian lullaby to them?

A thousand times, and I read to them,

and I rocked them and I cuddled them

and I threatened them.

We should rub crème de
menthe in their mouths.

- What?
- All my foster parents

used to give us booze for
us kids to go to sleep.

That's not a great selling point.

Then what are we gonna do, then?

Come on. Come on, let's go.

- What are you doing?
- We're gonna go play fetch.

It worked for that dog-walking lady.

Maybe it'll work for our kids.

She's still at it.

♪ Carl, Carl, he's my man ♪

♪ If he can't fuck me, no one can ♪

'Cause of that crazy bitch out there,

and this maggot being a fuckup,

I'll never get that promotion.

I love you! Whoo! Hi!

I see you!

♪ Carl, Carl, he's my man ♪

♪ If he can't fuck me, no one can ♪

♪ Carl, Carl, Carl ♪

Okay, girls, you ready? You ready?

Go get it! Go get it!

Bring it back. Run fast.

Good girl! Okay, drop it.

Drop it. Drop it.

Now fetch! Good girl.

Move fast! Use a lot of energy.

Hey, what are you laughing about?

Video chatting with Ted.

He is so funny.

Say hi, Ted.

Hey.

Ah, hell, no. Bye, Ted.

Hey!

He has a beard.

Put on Paw Patrol.

Oh!

Look at all this shit Frank stole

from my friends' moms.

They know about it?

I don't think so.

Ah, you should pawn it, then.

Gonna give it back.

What, to Frank?

To my friends.

How are you even a Gallagher?

Hey, uh, dinner's ready!

Be there in a sec.

Why, what are you doing?

My boss said I pee too much.

That's why I get paid
less than the guys.

So tomorrow, I'm not
going to pee at all.

Get paid less just for showing us that.

Screw him. Like guys don't piss.

It's total discrimination.

Hey, I come bearing gifts.

Oh, uh, Debs won't need any.

What is that?

It's best not to ask.

So...

I can get Ian's bail money.

That's great.

Yeah.

You guys don't think he would

skip out on me, do you?

Is he taking his meds?

Maybe not.

Is he gonna be able to
get his old EMT job back,

or go back to being Gay Jesus?

Beats me.

Is he gonna pay back his bail?

I don't know. Does any
of that shit matter?

How many times have we
bailed out family before?

Isn't that just the cost
of being a Gallagher?

V.

V!

You did it!

It's go time.

Thank you all for staying.
You're all to be commended.

Um, at this point, you've all received

your first IV dose of amoxicillin.

In four hours, you'll
receive another dose,

followed by your final
dose, four hours after that,

until you are no longer
a public health risk.

Have fun.

How are we supposed
to relax in this place

when we are trapped like rats?

If you hadn't spread your
legs for half these guys,

- we wouldn't be here.
- Don't blame this on me.

You screwed just as
many people as I did.

I don't understand why we can't leave.

It's not like we're gonna have sex

and infect the rest of the world.

You're definitely not gonna have sex.

I mean, you don't want to
have sex more than quarterly.

I have post-partum!

For three years?

Uh, in my experience, she's got

quite an active libido,

but hey, let's not fight.

We gotta make the
best of this situation.

The best of this situation?

You fucked all of our wives, Gallagher.

Probably the reason for
this whole damn thing.

Yeah.

Yeah, let's kill him.

- Yeah.
- Oh, will you...

- Would you calm down?
- Stop.

Careful. Stop it.

Look at the bright side!

We're getting free medical care.

Free medical care!

You destroyed my marriage.

I did you a favor!

My penis might have
actually helped you to heal.

Did you ever think of that?

The hell are you talking about?

Your bodies are developing immunity

to a horrible disease thanks to me!

Three horrible diseases.

The fact that you're all cheating

is a lot more serious

than a couple of silly

sexually transmitted diseases.

I think you should use this time

to reexamine your relationships.

There's nothing wrong
with our relationships.

Is that what you think, Charlize?

Because you told me you
feel sexually invisible

in front of Wells.

What? That's bullshit.

She said you don't find her attractive

since she had your child.

You saw the baby come out of that thing,

and it grossed you out.

You gotta get over it, man.

Who the hell are you,

to tell us what to do?

I'm the guy who supplied
your wives a service.

That's who.

You men have been neglecting them.

Been off screwing other women

because it's more exciting,

but you have not put the time

into your marriages,

so I've had to do the work.

Thank God I'm great at sex.

It's probably 'cause I've
had a lot of practice.

A lotta practice.

Lotta, lotta, lotta practice.

I'm gonna kill him.

What is your problem, man?

Will you...

Come on, kill the bastard!

Get off! Come on!

Look!

Look, Frank might have a point.

- He does?
- Yeah!

Listen to Darren.

The truth is,

Sasha,

I've been working too much,

and I haven't... haven't
been a very good husband,

or a very good father,

and maybe we could just,

you know,

go somewhere and...

And talk about it.

- Fine.
- Yeah?

Did you see that, people?

The flame of love, relit
right in front of your eyes.

Does anyone else want to talk,

try to come up with a solution?

I don't.

Irene can rot in hell, for all I care.

You'll be right there next to me.

Well, maybe some people need
a little longer to process.

Len,

we haven't had sex in ages.

Honey, let's not air
out our laundry here.

Len, please, let
her... Let her continue.

You denied having sex
with every woman in here,

yet you tested positive.

That doesn't make sense to me, Len.

They must have made a mistake.

Tell them about us, Len.

Okay.

Fuck it.

It's true.

Richard and I are having an affair.

Well, I didn't see that coming.

You see, folks?

Love is love is love.

I'm so sorry.

What are you doing?

I thought you were asleep.

Why do you have two phones?

It's for my mother. It's
an international phone.

Your mother's Patty?

Patricia, yeah.

Bullshit.

You don't believe me.

Should I?

You want me to call her?

It's early there. She's old.

Probably wake her up,
but if you insist...

No, it's okay.

All this Ian stuff is
making you paranoid.

Fine.

- Keep it.
- Why?

You don't trust me, so take it.

If it rings, answer it,

and have a nice conversation with me ma.

Tell her I said hi.

- Hey!
- Hey.

I got a broken cam bearing.

Grab that flashlight.
Help me take a look.

Yeah, sure, sure.

You're in a good mood.

I'm fucking married.

That was the best day of my life.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, looks like the breather gear

took out the cam.

Eh. Valves are bent too.

I'm gonna write an estimate.

Yeah.

So you and Tami hit
it off at the wedding.

Yeah, yeah.

She's cute.

Uh, we hooked up.

She was drunk. Puked on me.

Sober sex is weird, huh?

Take her out on a real date.

Go out for a steak or something.

There's nothing like a
good woman to ground you.

She could be the one. You never know.

Nah, no, I think I'm too
busy for anything like that.

Yeah, because you spend all your time

hanging out with that ten-year-old girl.

It's getting kind of skeevy, man.

Hey.

She doesn't have anybody else.

Call DCFS, bro.

Shit ain't your problem.

Fuck! No, no, fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Fuck, fuck.

Ugh!

Fuck.

Fuck.

They're not even getting tired.

The dogs are, though.

I've got to get them
back to their owners

at some point, you guys.

Uh, Molly, just ten
more minutes, please.

Your next beer and shot's on the house.

Hey!

She's doing a public service.

♪ How I wonder... ♪

Hey, look at that.

♪ Up above the world so high... ♪

They're so well-behaved.

They're, like, the
same age as the girls,

and they can sing.

♪ Twinkle, twinkle, little star ♪

- Preschool.
- Preschool.

♪ How I wonder what you are ♪

Hey. How's it going?

Can I help you?

Yeah, it's... it's, uh... it's Lip.

You know, from the wedding thing.

Oh, yeah.

'Sup?

Brad told me you worked here. It's nice.

Okay.

Um... Um...

Look, I thought maybe you'd want to, uh,

um, go out to dinner,

or something.

Oh, nah. I'm good.

You're... you're what?

Look,

I'm sure in some circles, you're badass,

or not. I don't know.

You're just...

really not that much fun.

You don't drink,

you're all angsty
about some little girl,

and you fuck for shit.

Uh, I don't fuck for shit.

Oh, yeah, no, you fuck for shit.

Hey, fuck you, I fuck for shit.

Have you ever been on the receiving end

of your fucking? No.

So how would you even know

if you fuck for shit? You wouldn't.

Yeah, well, it's a little difficult

to not fuck for shit

when you're standing
in a puddle of vomit,

you know, fucking some gargantuan woman

in a closet.

Whatever you need to tell yourself

- to sleep at night.
- No, I'm sorry

if I wasn't as good as
the 73 other best men

you've had sex with, all right?

Oh, you weren't.

No, not by a long shot.

That was probably the worst lay

- I've ever had.
- Jesus.

You were all like, jab, jab, jab.

- Jab, jab, jab, jab, jab, jab!
- You know, I didn't even want

to ask you out to dinner, all right?

Brad made me do it.

I was just trying to be a nice guy.

Nice guy? Okay, well, then you

should've fucked me good and hard,

'cause that would've been a nice guy.

You know, have a good life, pukey.

Yeah, see you later, jabby.

Hey, Nick!

You going to the port-a-potty again?

Third time in the bathroom today?

Whoo! What's that,

about 12, 13 minutes, Jacob?

What's the deal with you, Gallagher?

You haven't taken a pee break all day.

Shit, you're right.

Thanks for reminding me.

Gonna go right now.

All done.

Hi.

Whatcha doing?

Signing the loan paperwork
to get Ian's bail money,

and I don't want to
hear a word about it.

Not from me.

I come bearing burritos.

Chicken and bean?

Is that what you like?

Yes.

Then of course that's what I got.

Thank you.

I will...

I will accept this apology burrito.

- Apology?
- Yeah.

For keeping it a secret
you got two phones.

Oh, and here I thought
you were gonna apologize

for snooping through my phones.

Yeah, no, not a chance.

- Wow.
- Mm-hmm.

Did you talk to my mother?

Nope, never rang.

I did drop it in the toilet, though.

I hope it still works.

Mmm.

Took care of your problem,
Corporal Gallagher.

What problem is that?

Just wanted to prove my
loyalty to our platoon, sir.

The hell are you talking about, cadet?

Kassidi. Don't worry, sir.

Nobody will ever find the body.

I have good news.

Me too. I can get the bail money.

Our strike ended.

We were able to negotiate

peaceable and non-abusive engagements.

Did you hear what I said?

I got approval to take a loan

- against my building.
- Now, some of the bangers

are slow to pick up

on what that actually
means, but, you know,

with the upbringing they've had,

I'm not surprised.

Listen, if I bail you
out, are you gonna show up

for your trial?

I-I have no idea where
Shim's gonna take me, Fiona.

Who?

Shim.

What the hell is a shim?

I mean, we have no idea

if God's a she or a he, do we?

Oh.

Shim.

Okay.

Oh, ladies and gentlemen,

uh, thank you again
for your cooperation.

Uh, we've contacted your
other sexual partners.

Uh, some of you are gonna need to find

a new yoga instructor.

Couple of you gentlemen are gonna need

to look for a new assistant.

What if I stay with Richard

every Tuesday, Thursday,

- and alternating weekend?
- Perfect.

You're gonna become a "thruple"?

Yep. Thanks, Frank.

Aww, that's just great.

Let's go, boys.

So,

we made it to the other side.

Who knew STDs could
bring so much happiness?

Hey, Gallagher.

I want to thank you for showing me

what a raging whore my wife is.

Well, now, come on...

Call me, Frank.

Hey, Jacob!

Looks like I'm the
only one who didn't take

a pee break today.

Guess you have no choice but to pay me

the same as the guys.

$18 an hour, please.

Okay, fine.

You'll see it in your
next paycheck, Jugs.

Thanks.

"Jugs"?

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