Ricki and the Flash Page #2
- She is your Max.
- What?
She walked out on you...
Hey, no.
Just like Max walked out on me.
But I was
never unfaithful, Julie.
Ju-jee.
So, um...
We'll try again in the morning.
Yeah, of course.
I'll, uh, give you
a ride to the hotel.
Oh...
Oh. Ha-ha-ha.
I... I'm so sorry.
the plane ticket, you know?
And, uh...
Well, you know, I lost my car.
Yeah.
I know.
So I just thought since you and
Maureen built this big, new house
that it wouldn't be a problem.
It's not a problem, space-wise.
It's, uh...
It's just...
I don't know, a boundary thing.
But it's fine. Mm.
Hope Maureen doesn't mind.
No, mo's very chill.
I'm the one that tends to get
worked up about certain things.
Maybe Julie gets that from you.
The bathroom is en suite.
Oh. Okay.
So, um, welcome.
Sigma, come.
Come.
I trained her myself.
Heh-heh-heh.
Okay, well...
Welcome. Okay.
Good night, Linda.
Good night, Pete.
Linda.
Linda! Huh?
I was a real b*tch
last night, huh?
Well, it was late. Heh.
My therapist has me on Effexor,
and we need to titrate
down a little bit
because it's made me
volatile, anorgasmic.
You're having orgasms?
Anorgasmic. "An" means "not."
It's Latin. Oh, i...
Yeah, I know. I knew that.
I just didn't hear you.
What time is it? It's almost 10.
Blowing up here, mom.
Who's Greg?
He's the lead guitarist
in the flash.
The flash?
My band, the flash.
I sent you the Facebook page
a long time ago, remember?
Give me the phone.
He calls you "babe."
Yeah, that's an L.A. thing.
Uh-huh. He also makes copious
use of the smiley face emoji.
As well as the cat
with the hearts for eyes.
How long has Greg
been getting it in?
Hey, let's go to krupke's.
I need a doughnut.
Uh, I don't have any money.
You have a credit card?
Yeah, but it's linked
to Max's account.
Oh, that's not a problem.
Hop in.
'Cause you're really not
that fragile so walk on
you know, it's hard
to find a good cruller
in California. Heh, heh.
I guess you got to give up a lot
of special things
to become a rock star.
Crullers were the least of it.
Yeah, Linda,
that was the subtext.
Listen, honey, I came out here
because I wanted to help you.
I know you're
And I know
I tried to kill myself.
You... you...
Hm. Dad didn't mention that.
Oh. Really?
Three Fridays ago,
Max came home,
told me that he was in love
with a girl named Nicole
who works in traffic.
Julie... i thought for a
while about what to do,
and ultimately, I decided to...
Take a bunch of sleeping pills.
I had them on hand
because I'm an insomniac.
Like me.
And millions
of other Americans, yeah.
What are you doing?
I can't believe...
I can't believe you tried
to kill yourself.
Julie, you... you're precious.
Listen, a lot of horrible things
have happened to me
since you left.
Oh, don't.
This is just the incident you know about.
Excuse me.
Could you guys
take this outside?
What, are you listening in?
That is so midwestern.
Excuse me...
Hey, you can't raise kids
in a bubble, man.
I can enjoy my time with my kid
when it's my weekend.
Your weekend? Your weekend?
Maybe you should've tried
to stick it out with her mother
instead of leaving the second
that your boner wilted.
Let's go, journey. Come on.
Journey?
Ugh. Aw.
That's sweet.
I like that name.
Oh, you would.
It's a great band.
He lays this one
right down the center
of the fairway.
Unh! Oh.
You went to krupke's.
I was wondering where you went.
You bring one for me?
Nope.
She's eating.
Our child attempted
suicide and you didn't tell me?
I didn't... I didn't even find
out till the day after, okay?
And I was little more concerned
with Julie than ricki.
You should've
called and told me.
I did. That's why you're here.
I didn't realize
that she was suicidal.
I thought she was just depressed
because of Max leaving.
Depressed?
No, I could've managed that.
No, I'm...
Julie's always been a moody kid.
I wouldn't have even bothered
to call you.
Well, why not?
Because, Linda,
you don't really give a damn.
Yes, I do!
You shut me out of this family.
I shut you out? Yup.
You came back here
from California,
if you recall,
with a chip on your shoulder.
You were shut down.
Well, I did come back. Well...
You had moved on.
I had to move on.
I wanted the kids to have
a mother who was there!
It was my dream, man.
And stupid me.
I thought we were your dream.
I can't have two dreams?
No. In fact, Linda, you can't.
Hey, you guys are fighting.
It's like the '80s
all over again.
Too bad Adam and Josh aren't
here to relive the trauma.
Oh, good grief. Oh.
That's enough.
Speaking of, uh,
Josh and Adam, um...
I let both the boys know
that you came into town.
Oh, g...
Do they wanna see me? Josh does.
Adam doesn't.
In fact, they're up
for dinner this evening.
Josh is gonna bring
his girlfriend, Emily.
- Mm. Is Adam bringing anybody?
- I...
I don't think so.
Well, I'll have
all my kids in one room.
What a treat. Yeah.
It should be really enjoyable.
Hey, here's ricki.
Oh, tell her we love her.
the l-word. She's gun shy.
Oh, you'll get there.
Hey, babe.
So, uh, my daughter, Julie,
she apparently, uh...
She tried to kill herself
with sleeping pills.
Oh, man.
Yeah. Yeah. Whoa.
How is she?
Oh, no, no,
she's okay. She's okay.
But, uh...
I don't know what to say.
I mean, you know my son, Derek,
freaked out on acid
but it was an accident.
I blame myself.
No way.
Blame that punk
that cheated on her.
You got
to be by her side.
You're a great mom.
Oh...
I'm seeing my boys tonight.
Oh, that's great.
Enjoy it, okay?
I'm scared. I'm just...
They're all grown up now. No.
No, you grow them,
you know them.
They're the same kids
whose diapers
you changed way back when.
Enjoy it.
Mr. brummel,
it's nice to see you.
Hi, Mabel. Nice to see you.
Thanks for squeezing us in.
Anytime.
Your party is waiting. Yup, follow me.
Oh, okay.
Five minutes late.
Yeah. So now we have to...
Here she comes.
Oh, boy.
Josh. Hey.
- Hi, mom.
- Aw.
Josh.
This is my girlfriend, Emily.
Hi.
It's a pleasure
to finally meet you, Linda.
Yeah. Hey, hey. That's
ricki rendazzo.
You're in the presence
of greatness. Don't forget.
Heh. Adam.
You look so handsome, sweetie.
Oh, thanks, mom.
Why don't you take that
seat? We can flank them.
Good to see you. Sorry we're late.
Yeah, you are.
Nice to see you're so punctual.
It's okay.
Can I get you some drinks?
Sir, would you like
another Martini?
Yeah. Why not? Keep 'em coming.
I'll just have water.
Me too, water.
With scotch.
So, um...
How is Maureen's father doing?
Oh, not well at all.
No, the disease is progressing
more rapidly than they'd
anticipated.
So you've met Maureen?
Yeah, of course.
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