Alcoholist Page #2
- TV-MA
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- 2016
- 105 min
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including myself,
feels that you need
a bit more time
before you should interact
with patients directly.
You little sh*t.
When I started
working here
you hadn't even
finished high school.
That's true.
And now
I'm your supervisor.
And as your supervisor,
I suggest you chill
the f*** out
until further notice.
They've asked me
to keep an eye on you.
You're gonna f***ing die.
You're gonna
f***ing die.
You're gonna f***ing die.
You're gonna
f***ing die.
Claire?
Did I dial
the right number?
-Claire?
-It's me.
Is this
a bad time? Um...
for a minute.
Listen, I made a mistake
by showing up yesterday.
I don't think
I'm the right person
to help you.
At least, not right now.
Okay, uh,
i understand, then.
-I shouldn't have called.
-No, no, no, no.
You can call anytime.
It-- it's great
that you're ready
to get help.
It's just that i--
I don't wanna
take your case right now.
I've got colleagues,
people who I trust
who can help you.
I'm just so sick.
I have these
stabbing pains inside,
and i-- I don't know
if it's my liver
and-- and i--
I need meds.
Something that can
keep me off the booze
for a little while.
I-- i-- I see things
that don't exist
and i-- the pain
doesn't stop.
I--
hurt myself, I don't--
i don't know in, I just--
-stay calm.
-But I can't live
like this anymore, okay?
Okay, don't do
anything stupid.
I'm gonna come and see you
after I finish up, okay?
I-- i-- I won't.
-Promise?
-Yeah, yeah, I promise
I promise. Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Yes, yes.
Can you please check
if this is correct?
And...
-Hey, Hannah.
-Hey.
Did Trevor leave you,
by any chance,
the keys
to the dispensary?
No, I have mine.
Do you need them?
Well, I have to submit
the meds inventory
to the board before lunch
and I had a little setback.
Mm-hmm.
Just hurry up, okay?
And bring them back
when you're done.
You're welcome.
-And now this one.
-Thanks.
What the f***
are you doing, Claire?
Stay out of this.
You didn't see me here.
Stealing
medication now?
Look, I'm warning you
right now, put it back.
--I said, put it back.
Don't you ever
touch me.
Claire-- I'm-- I'm gonna
You can consider
yourself fired.
Do you know
what happens here
when people get reported
for sexual harassment?
-You're a psycho b*tch.
-I know.
So how are you feeling?
Are you still in pain?
Yes.
Can you show me
where it hurts?
What kind of hallucinations
are you having?
None.
You told me
on the phone
that you were having
hallucinations.
No hallucinations
whatsoever.
Well, maybe...
I should
take these back
to the clinic then.
Give me those.
First you tell me
what you see.
First you give me
those f***ing pills.
Listen, I know
what is happening to you.
It's my job.
When you stop drinking
at your level of addiction
it can be
very dangerous.
No, stop!
No!
Don't do it.
When was the last time
you used alcohol?
If it hasn't been
those anti-psychotics
could kill you.
Goddamn it.
F***ing b*tch.
Stop!
No!
No!
--Bullshit. Answer me.
--Stop!
Stop.
I never-- I never
wanted to scare you.
Okay?
You understand?
And I wouldn't
ever think
about hurting you, okay?
-Okay.
-All right,
so can we just--
can we work on this
together, okay?
You wanna--
you wanna help me,
right?
I- I don't even
know your name.
Okay, so, here's
what we're gonna do.
Okay, we're just gonna--
we're just gonna talk
like two good friends,
all right?
The fact is,
i do see things
that don't exist.
And I need those drugs,
but I don't think
i can stay sober
for eight hours.
-You follow me?
-Mmm.
I tried to stay clean.
I'd count the hours,
but I just can't do it.
That's why you have
to help me.
You just have
to stay with me
until I can take
those f***ing pills.
God.
Okay,
i don't think--
I don't have anyone else
to talk to about this.
Please, just stay with me,
it's not that long,
it's not that long,
it's just eight hours,
okay? Just please.
I'm desperate, okay?
Please?
Are you sure
you don't want any?
I don't know.
How are you feeling?
You haven't said a word
to me in seven hours.
Do you think
it would help?
Anything that can
take your mind off
drinking, yes.
Don't give me
that recycled
psychobabble bullshit.
Look, Daniel,
i know exactly
how you feel.
You don't know
a goddamn thing.
Have any of you ever
woke up in your own piss,
choking on your own vomit,
and not knowing who the f***
you're with?
Then you wanna come to me
with these sympathetic faces
saying,
"i know exactly
how you feel."
Don't you f***in' dare.
It's time.
So how long till
these babies begin?
Just a few minutes.
Good.
Well, if you're
not feeling better
and you become dizzy,
you can take an extra two
in an hour,
but I wouldn't do it
considering your condition.
Yes, well,
then, go away.
I can stay a little bit
longer if you want.
No, no, no,
that's all right.
I say no.
-No?
-Yeah.
Get out of my house!
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
What's going on
tonight?
What's going on?
Yeah, you wanna
f*** with me?
You don't wanna
f*** with me.
Go ahead and start
whenever you like.
And I can say anything.
Are-- are you sure?
I mean,
i have shown up here,
I got stories that would
give you the creeps.
Don't worry,
anything you say
will stay between
these four walls.
Once I had to have
surgery on my trachea.
They told me
that I couldn't
have any alcohol
for six weeks.
So after two days
i locked myself
in a hospital room
and gave myself
a cherry enema.
You know,
that's probably enough.
Let's take a break, okay?
I mean, was that weird,
guys?
Claire, do you still
have my keys?
Trevor asked me a lot
of questions when you left.
If something's goin' on,
you can tell me.
Okay, honey?
I'm recording.
-Honey!
-Yeah.
Do you have--
oh, okay!
-Let's make Stevie and Laura's.
-Okay.
Let's open some presents.
Okay.
Right, this one first.
This one...
Something special?
Yeah? Do you
want it or not?
Yes.
I hope you like
that one.
All right, let's see...
Yay!
Can you inflate it?
Here's your doll.
Here's your doll...
This anger-- this anger
that I feel inside
is eating me up.
Some days I feel
it's not the alcohol
that's making me unclear.
It's this f***ing anger.
This f***ing anger
that I can't express.
I can't f***ing
express it.
That is why I have
to close the book.
I have to kill.
I have to delete him
once and for all.
Answer. Come on.
Answer.
Can I hire you
as my new hairdresser?
Yeah.
Give me that.
What are you doing?
Sweetie, did you hear
the doorbell?
Why don't you go up
and see mommy?
Hello.
I am parked
on county line road.
I don't know
the exact address,
but I am next
to an old house,
on top of the hill.
If something
happens to me.
--What are you doing here?
Don't-- I'm not gonna
hurt you.
God.
Did you do it?
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