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she'd say the two of you are living with her?
- Such would be the case.
- We cannot tell a lie.
Your grades...
are...
excellent.
Yeah, well, we actually both
speak four different languages...
English, of course, French, Dutch...
and something that
we made up when we were younger.
Umgursta, Beth?
Ain dach lostren vor, Sandra.
- Inside joke.
- Well, wherever you live...
Armstrong is always happy
to keep it's A" students. So...
- I guess everything stays the same.
- Yay!
On the path to greatness...
one can't be afraid to draw
a little attention to oneself.
So I'm like, why?
I mean, he's the psychiatrist.
He got me pregnant,
and yet I'm being kicked out of group?
I mean, isn't that what happened?
Yeah, there was this whole big thing
with the APA. It was crazy.
Exactly. So then I'm like, You know what?
Do whatever you want, but I need privacy.
Come on. Is any of that true?
- Define true.
- Oh, my god.
How was work?
Oh, fine. You know...
some doc thought
I messed up a blood draw, but...
It'll get better.
I got yo back, sistah.
- Thanks for taking such good care of us.
- You're welcome.
You're the best.
Bye, Beth.
I can't believe she's blowing off
Bobby's parent/teacher thing.
She's not blowing it off, okay?
I offered to go for her.
Wait, what?
- She has a shift.
- She wasn't even wearing her uniform.
Yeah, I know.
And did you see how she looked?
When has she ever gotten
all hoed up like that for work?
So...
given all that...
he's quite a bit behind
the rest of the students in a few subjects.
Yeah. You know, I'm not really comfortable...
putting Bobby on any drugs.
Maybe this is a conversation
I should be having with your mother?
I can assure you,
I'm going to be relaying all of this to her.
You're drunk.
Where's the bottle?
- Oh, my god, Mom!
- No, don't take that! That's...
Sh*t! You have an 8:00 shift this morning!
No, I don't. It's too early.
- It's 9:
00.- You weren't even working last night!
Okay, you just missed Bobby's parent-teacher
thing so you could party!
This is not okay!
You have a family that needs you.
- I guess I had a lapse.
- Yeah.
You know, with the move and the new job...
and I'm already f***ing that up
and I'm f***ing up the job.
But I'm sorry and I'll try harder, I will...
cause I'm lettin you down, aren't I?
Again?
It's okay, Mom.
Come here.
It's okay.
Okay.
Now...
I know that this is gonna sound corny...
but I believe in you.
And I believe...
that we can get through anything...
together.
Bobby, go back to your room.
Well, if it isn't the hardest
working mom in show biz.
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