All language subtitles for The.Conners.S03E15.A.Fast.Car.A.Sudden.Loss.And.A.Slow.Decline.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-NTb_track3_[eng]

Oh.

Finally found it!

What did that take?
Like 20 minutes?

Crazy.

What the hell, Becky?

Thanks for watching my station.
I overslept.

This is the second time
this week you've been late.

I can't do your job
and my job.

When am I gonna find time
to fire you?

Yeah, sorry.

Why are your eyes
all red?

You look like hell.

Hey,
are you drinking again?

Oh, my God.

Just 'cause I told you I had
one glass of wine with Mikey,

you think
I'm drinking again.

These are the red eyes
of someone

who's working double shifts
and her kid won't sleep.

Okay. I just worry.

Beverly Rose won't go down
for me

because she just sees this
tired, red-eyed stranger

where Mommy used to be, but
thanks for assuming the worst.

I'm sorry.
In this family,

you can bat a pretty good
average by assuming the worst.

Oh, and I'm not gonna be able
to cover for you next week

because I'm taking Molly up
on her offer to go to Hawaii.

You're going?

Yeah.
Wow.

After just three days of
gut-wrenching indecision.

Oh, please send pictures of you
being miserable on the beach.

I'm done making myself
crazy over things

like whether I deserve
to enjoy myself.

Great. That'll free up
more time for you

to be crazy
about other stuff.

Uh,
Molly must be excited.

Yeah, I don't know.

She hasn't called me back.

I hope
she hasn't changed her mind.

Sometimes, people realize
that I might not be as much fun

as this party package
promises.

So, you're gonna go have fun
without Ben?

Have you told him?

Not yet,
but he's the one

that said we should just
be honest with each other

when we need something,
so he'll be fine.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that always works.

"Just go talk to Crazy Horse,
General Custer.

He'll be fine."

General Custer
and Crazy Horse

were never
officially dating.

What's that?

Oh, it's from Robin.

"Stop fighting
and get back to work.

I can see you
on the cameras."

Hi, Robin!

You look pretty today!

Hey, Mrs. Tilden.

Is Molly home?

I haven't heard back
from her,

and I think
she's mad at me

'cause I took three days
to decide to go to Hawaii.

I know. Who takes that long
to decide to go to Hawaii, huh?

This nut.

She's not mad, honey.

Molly passed away
last night.

I get it.

She doesn't want me
to go now.

Alright,
well, tell her I'm sorry.

She never told you
she was sick, did she?

Sick?
W-What do you mean?

She's been fighting
brain cancer for over a year.

That's why
she came home.

Yesterday, she had
a bad seizure,

and they took her
to the ICU.

She's gone.

What?

Oh, my God.

Um...

I mean, we were --

we were just out having fun
a few days ago.

I know.

She was trying so hard
to outrun this thing,

but we've been prepared
for this a long time.

Well, is there
anything I can do?

There is
one small thing --

The family's
all coming in tomorrow.

Could you bring back
that casserole dish

I brought over
when your mother died?

Oh, my God.
Of course.

Uh,
I-I am so embarrassed.

We must not have known
it was yours.

It was my grandmother's.

It had "Tilden" written
on all four sides.

Oh.

Um, we must have thought
that was the manufacturer.

I feel awful.

If we would have known
it was yours,

we would have
brought it back.

I wrote your father
five times.

Yeah, he barely knows
how to check his e-mail.

I put notes
in your mailbox.

Okay, we steal stuff.

Uh, I-I'll go home and look
for it, but I may not find it.

We've had a couple yard sales
since then.

You sell
other people's things?

Yeah.
You've been to our house.

Would you pay money
for any of that crap?

--Captions by VITAC--

I need a drink.

That was a rough funeral.

44?

That's way too young.

I'll have one with you.

Love the sketches.

I'd get a tattoo
that says "Eat the rich.

The poor are full of
preservatives."

Really?

You guys
are gonna come in here

and day drink
while I'm trying to work?

The only time it's appropriate
to drink this early

is after a funeral.

Fine.
I guess I'll have some.

You didn't go
to the funeral.

Well, I didn't know
there was an afterparty.

Oh, none for me, thanks.

You know what they say --

If you have a glass of wine,
you're a raging alcoholic.

I wouldn't say raging.

I'd say
sloppy and promiscuous.

Well, there's the shoe
that fits.

Is it crazy that Molly's death
is hitting me this hard?

I mean, I hated her
when we were kids,

and we were only really close
for, like, a week.

Yeah, but it was
a hell of a week.

She was obviously trying to jam
a lot of life into a short time.

That's the only way to live,
I tell ya.

You never know what day's
gonna be your last.

In my truck-driving days, I made
sure to see this country

from head to butt-crack.

I had peach pie in Georgia

and apple strudel
in Washington.

You can get those
at the grocery store.

I've lived, man!

When I was a cop, I said, "Give
me the mean streets, Captain.

I want to experience
the danger

that makes you appreciate
being alive."

You know
the FBI's Most Wanted list?

Yeah...?

I arrested a guy who looked
just like one of those guys.

Got my face in the paper
for that bust.

Wasn't a good thing,
but life is like that.

This whole thing
is just so weird.

I think it's hitting me
like this

because our lives
were so similar.

You know, Molly and I
both got married too young.

We both stayed in bad
relationships too long.

It was like
she really got me.

And she was pushing me
to get out of my head

and go start enjoying my life
while I still could.

I don't know
how to do that by myself.

Hmm.

You know, Tiffany Schlesser
down the street

is a 32-year-old grandma
who huffs paint.

I bet
she'd be your mentor.

You know,
I've felt alone all day,

and then I sit here,
and I talk to you,

and I realize
how much better that was.

Okay, it's official.

Between taxes and bills,

by the time I save
enough money to go to school,

you and I will be starting
college together.

Of course we can share
a dorm room, honey.

If Mommy's gettin' some,

I'll hang my Life Alert
necklace on the door.

Oh.

It's not your fault.

Mommy just can't run hard
enough to make this all work.

You know, if you have
a God-given talent

or a head for business,

now would be a good time
to show it.

Here's to the graduating class
of 2042.

-Hey.
Hey, Aunt Jackie.

I'm a couple blocks
from the house.

See if you can hear this.

Yeah.
What are you doing?

Well, my car is in the shop,
and I had to get a rental,

and they had
a family sedan

or this eight-cylinder
son of a bitch.

I'm trying to live
in the moment, so...

Holy crap.

That sounds like a car that
could get out of hand quick.

Come home right now...

and pick me up!

We're gonna cruise Lanford
and terrorize pedestrians!

Uh, I'll be there
in a minute.

First,
I gotta smoke this fool.

Whoo!

Keys.

What? You trusted me

to drive it home
from the impound lot.

Why can't I drive it back
to the rental place tomorrow?

'Cause the cops took
your license, Baby Driver.

And if I didn't have a buddy
at the impound lot,

you wouldn't have
even gotten the car tonight.

No, you just want to drive
a really hot car.

You're surprisingly smart
for somebody

who just went 130 miles
an hour!

132, according
to the visibly shaken cop.

You've done
stuff like this before.

There was nobody
on the roads.

And I felt like
I was 20 again.

Yeah, I felt younger, too.
And it's not good.

I thought I was done
picking you kids up

after you'd done
something stupid.

You told me that you would
give me a ride any time

and you wouldn't judge me.

You were 14!

That offer expires after
you've had your second kid!

Hey, can
you two please keep it down?

I just got Beverly Rose
to sleep.

She had a fever
of 103.

It's better now
after the ibuprofen.

What?
Oh.

Where's Becky?
Oh.

Isn't she downstairs?

She's passed out

with a bottle of vodka
next to her bed.

She didn't even hear
the baby crying.

Dammit.

God, I feel so stupid.
You know what?

I knew she was hungover
at work the other day,

and I let her talk
her way out of it.

I mean, how can she be
so irresponsible?

You may have to get around
on that high horse

until you get
your license back.

Over 130 miles an hour.

That's
incredibly dangerous.

But you're still kind of
buzzing from it, right?

Yeah.

You know what?

You and your sister
better get your crap together.

This night could have ended
a lot differently,

with the baby
in the hospital

and your car
wrapped around a tree.

Shh. I'm exhausted.

I have
a long day tomorrow.

-Would you mind?
-Yeah.

I'll keep an eye
on the fever.

Oh, do they still do the ice
cubes under the armpits thing?

I used to love
the look of betrayal

on your shocked
little faces.

So, Molly's mom came by

and dropped off
this envelope for you.

It's from Molly.

Mm.

What's it say?

"Darlene.

Sorry, but it looks like
I'm gonna have to bail.

I should have told you
I was sick,

but the saddest part is
that now I'm never gonna get

to see your bird-like
little body

in your baggy,
flannel bathing suit.

I just hope that what's in this
envelope helps you untangle

that dark, twisted abyss
you call a soul."

She really knew you.

Where's Beverly Rose?

She's asleep
in Dan's room.

We were up all night
with her.

She had a fever of 103.

What?
Why didn't you wake me up?

I tried to.
You were passed out drunk.

No, I wasn't.
I was just exhausted.

Exhausted from the vodka curls
you were doing?

Oh, what,
the bottle on my end table?

That was a gift,
and I only took one sip.

Oh, well, then some cheap-ass
gave you a half bottle of vodka.

Come on, Becky.

Trainwreck recognizes trainwreck.

Unless you always sleep in
your clothes with your shoes on.

Okay, trainwreck.

So you've never been
so exhausted

that you fell asleep
in your clothes?

Hey, it's okay,
Aunt Becky.

You don't need to be
embarrassed.

-We all want to help you.
-I don't need your help.

Especially not from a half-assed
life coach and a weed dealer.

Okay. Not true.

-You do if you need weed.
-Come on.

Becky,
you have a problem.

The only problem I have
is my baby is sick

and you are keeping me
from taking her to urgent care.

I know you're looking
for these,

and there's
no way in hell

you're driving that child
anywhere right now.

You fall asleep drunk,
you wake up drunk.

Harris, give me the keys
to your car.

-I can't do that.
-Yes, you can.

No, I can't.
I gave them to Aunt Jackie

because I know
you can take me.

Dammit, Jackie,
give me the keys!

Harris,
get out of the room.

Becky...

don't start none,
won't be none.

Aah! Aah!

That hurts!

That's why it works.

Whoa, whoa. That's enough,
that's enough. Cool your jets.

Jackie won't let me have the
baby because I had a sip --

a sip-- of vodka
before I went to bed.

It was more than a sip.

And you had a glass of wine
the other night.

No one conjured you up,
Sabrina!

And so what if I did?
I can handle it.

Some people
can have a problem

and then find out
they can keep it under control.

I don't think that's
the case with you, Becky.

I am one of those people,
and I am a great mom!

So back off!
Okay!

I wasn't gonna tell you this,
but now I'm gonna have to.

When I went downstairs
and found you passed out,

Beverly Rose
had rolled off your bed,

and she was stuck between
the bed and the wall,

and she couldn't breathe!

And thank God
I went down there when I did.

Oh, my God.

I could've killed her.

Okay, that was a lie.
She was in her crib.

-What?!
-But you didn't know that

because you were
blackout drunk,

and maybe next time,
you don't put her in the crib,

and then something even worse
happens.

Geez, Jackie,
give me a heads up next time

so I don't have
a heart attack.

You need to deal with this,
Beck.

Okay.

I'll go cold turkey.
I've done it before.

You can't do this
by yourself.

You need to go somewhere.

Okay, I'll go.

Now can I see my baby?

I'll go get her.

I'll start looking
for rehabs.

I don't know how we're
going to afford that.

Don't worry.

It won't be nice.

Hey.
Hey.

You might want to get Harris
a lawyer.

She stole a sports car
and left it in your driveway.

Oh.
Yeah, that's my rental.

I can't return it
right now

'cause the police
have my license.

Let's talk about that
later.

Looking forward to it.

Oh.

How you doing?

Uh, I-I'm okay now.

I was feeling
a little lost before,

but then I found out
that Molly left me this.

What is it?

Two first-class tickets
to Hawaii.

We were supposed to go,

but then when she realized
she wasn't gonna make it,

she transferred hers
to your name

so that you and I
could go.

Wait. You and Molly
were going to Hawaii?

I know.

Crazy, right?
So not me.

You -- You gotta laugh.

But now she's gone,
so it's you and me.

Yeah, wow.

That is just...
so incredibly generous of her.

Why would she do that?

Well, she knew
we were having a hard time

not living together
and everything,

and I guess she probably
figured a few days in Hawaii

would really help us
reconnect.

And we're about to get
Becky's baby,

so we need a babymoon.

You know, when I call you
and ask what's going on,

you've gotta stop saying,
"Nothing much."

Becky's going to rehab.

Oh, man.
That's tough.

I know.

But we can talk about
all this in Hawaii!

Look, I would really love
to go,

but if you've got
two first-class tickets,

we should be cashing
those in,

and we should be putting
that money to better use.

No. You know
what the best use is?

Having fun.

Life is short.

And when are we ever
gonna get a chance

to do
something like this again?

If we put that money
towards your dad's bills,

we could move in together
sooner.

I need this.

Hey, we all wanna have fun
right now,

but, look, I am living in
the back of a hardware store,

and you're sleeping
in your childhood bedroom.

There's just more important
things to do here.

More important than
what I'm telling you

that I need from you
right now?

It's four days.

It's thousands of dollars
that we could really use.

I want to live with you.

That's my priority.

What's yours?

You know it's mine, too.

Fine.
I'll sell the tickets.

Hey, look,
we'll get there someday.

Hey, but right now, this is
the best thing for us.

Mm-hmm.

Alright, will you return
the car for me, please?

Yeah, sure.

Do I have 'til midnight?

Yeah. Just don't drag race
any crazy teenagers.

Oh, okay.

Now the license thing
makes sense.

Hi. Um, I'm calling 'cause
I'm looking to get a refund

on two first-class tickets
from Chicago to Hawaii.

Sure. Uh-huh.

You can put me on hold.

Hm.

Thank you for holding.

I'll just need the ticket number
for your refund.

You know what?
I changed my mind.

Can you put me
back on hold?

Certainly.

Ooh.

Wow.
I had no idea how pricy

even these cheap rehab places
are.

That's 'cause
some of them

are more like resorts
for the rich.

You get to hike.
You get to play tennis.

You know what sounds great
after a day like that?

A couple beers.

So, have you guys found
a place to lock me up?

Not yet. The cheap ones
are all booked up.

There's not a bed
for 100 miles.

It's not quite rehab,
but there's a work camp here,

and you come out of it knowing
how to fight forest fires.

What about
these religious ones?

They actually look
pretty good.

And some of them have breaks
for single moms.

This Jewish one
is offering a discount.

Can I say that?
Is that offensive?

No, no.
All businesses have discounts.

It's not just
a Jewish thing.

I can't get into a Jewish rehab.
I got tattoos.

No, that's not rehab.
That's a graveyard.

But how do I even get in?

Don't I need someone Jewish
to vouch for me?

I don't even know if there's
a synagogue in Lanford.

I think there's a deli,
though.

Oh, is that offensive?

It's a delicatessen.

It's a restaurant with food that
Jewish people happen to like.

It's not offensive.

It says here they take
all denominations.

We can tell them
we're a denomination.

What's that one
with the snakes?

What do you think, Becky?

You ready to do this?

I say...

looks like shalom, rehab.

Now, that might be offensive.

We should ask next time
we're at the deli.

Like I said,
you gotta live

every minute
like it's your last.

There's no way I'm going to
my grave without a tattoo.

I've got some lidocaine.
You want me to use that?

No. I just wish
you could do it old school.

You know?
Stick and a poke.

BIC pen and a knife.

Okay, maybe just a touch.

Oh, God! That's cold!

Oh, my God!

What kind of sadist
does that to another person?!

My God, I can't feel
my shoulder!