♪ Think of all the luck you got ♪ ♪ Know that it's not for naught ♪ ♪ You were beaming once before ♪ ♪ But it's not like that anymore ♪ ♪ What is this downside ♪ ♪ That you speak of? ♪ ♪ What is this feeling ♪ ♪ You're so sure of? ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Round up the friends you got ♪ ♪ Know that they're not for naught ♪ ♪ You were willing once before ♪ ♪ But it's not like that anymore ♪ ♪ What is this downside ♪ ♪ That you speak of? ♪ ♪ What is this feeling ♪ ♪ You're so... ♪ ♪ Sure of? ♪ (snoring) ("Clandestine" by Brooklyn playing) ♪ We don't know where we are going... ♪ (yells) ♪ 'Cause we don't know where we've been... ♪ f*ck. ♪ Take me home ♪ ♪ Before I fall ♪ ♪ 'Cause I can't stop livin' that dream ♪ ♪ When I say. ♪ JASMINE: No lattes or anything, but they did have hot chocolate for Debbie. Thanks. And thanks for driving. But, but you don't have to stay. Oh, it's cool. I'll hang for a bit. Tony! Did you see them? Still in back. When can I see them? If Lip's not charged as an adult, you can see them both in court tomorrow. Charged as an adult? He's 17, they may charge him with felony grand theft auto. There's no way that Lip would steal a car. He's too smart. And Ian doesn't even drive. If they didn't steal it... They didn't steal it! If they didn't, then they have to tell the detectives who gave them the car and agree to testify. If they don't give up a name, Lip could do five years. If I get convicted, I can't enlist. What? In the Marines? Good. I was planning on kneecapping you in your sleep to keep you out of Kandahar anyway. I was hoping for Korengal. Isn't that where, uh, Todd Iggulden's brother lost a foot? Got him the Silver Star. Yeah? And a handicapped placard to hang from the mirror of his mom's Civic. BERNERO: Phillip Gallagher. No relation to our favorite overnight guest Frank, I hope. Son. You're Frank's kid? And this is your first felony bust? Getting a little late start for a Gallagher, aren't you? Slow study, I guess. And Ian. Another Frank progeny? 'Fraid so. You always let your brother speak for you, Ian? He's mute. I can talk. BERNERO: So, what... you two geniuses stole a Porsche Cayenne and, what, decided to go on a little late-night White Castle run? Come on, Ian. You do not want to do time. Not with that face. I stole the car. Ian didn't know anything about it. ♪ ♪ Set 'em up, Mr. Barkeep. Just had last call, Frank. So there's still time. All right. One. Rot-gut. Cheapest stuff you got in the house. So, uh, Kev. Just out of curiosity, do you happen to know the age of consent in Illinois? FIONA: Come on, come on, pick up, pick up. STEVE (over voice mail): It's me. Leave a message. (voice mail tone sounds) Steve. Lip and Ian have just been arrested driving a stolen car. Did they get it from you? Did they? Where the f*ck are you? (gasping) What happened to you? (coughs) Pick-up hockey game. What were you, the puck? Hey, where's my Cayenne? Beeler called. Said you never showed. I don't know. It should've been there by now. You're supposed to be delivering it yourself. Yeah, I was out looking for that 911 that you wanted. I wanted the Cayenne. Beeler needs it in the container before the ship leaves for Dubai. Yeah, don't worry about it. (keypad beeping) (phone line ringing) Come on, come on... (phone ringing) It's almost 1:00... I got to get going before, uh, Hal decides I'm having another affair. Let me drive you home. You can get some sleep, and then come back first thing in the morning. Thanks. I'm gonna stay. Do you want me to take Debbie? She could sleep at our house tonight. I want to stay with Fiona. Thanks for driving. Give you a call tomorrow. Make sure everything's okay. ♪ ♪ (grunts) I saw you from the window. Are you cold? Yeah. Aw. You're out of the house again. Yeah. Every day a few more steps. I'm up to 13. Yeah. Come on, sweet man. Let's get you a nice warm bath. Jail? Why didn't you call me? Jasmine was there. Who? FIONA: One of the moms from Deb's school. She was there when the cops called. She gave us a ride. You were there all night? Yeah. Till they moved them downtown. What about a lawyer? They gave them a public defender for their first court appearance. f*ck that. We need a real one, not some just-got-out-of- law-school liberal do-gooder with a 2,000 ghetto-kid caseload. ETHEL: She's right. My husband's public defender never even met Clyde before the arraignment, then suggested he plead guilty to child molestation and sexual abuse. What about Dickie Day? He helped Marty out with that arson thing. Marty got six years. Tony says the judge might just release Ian to me... I mean, he doesn't have priors. Yeah, but what about Lip? They might charge him as an adult. He's had a couple scrapes with the cops. DEBBIE: Truancy, shoplifting, drinking, and that fight where he fractured Cam Matlock's cheekbone. But no felonies, though. Stolen Porsche, you said? Mm. Still no Steve? Steve? Steve! Shit, Steve. Yeah? A couple of kids were brought in here last night... Gallagher? Has bail been set yet? Turk, take 12-36. Jackson backed 12-17 into a hydrant on Halsted last night. Trashed the back end! Uh, it-it's Gallagher. It's, it's Phillip and Ian. (typing) No bail. Haven't been arraigned yet. Probably make it into court sometime later today or tomorrow. Thank you. I'm worried about her, Frank. After everything she's been through with her father, the humiliation and, and rejection... I-I'm just so worried that she's going to make some terrible mistake that she regrets the rest of her life. Hi, sweetie. How did you sleep? Karen, sweetie? Do you want to have some breakfast? Don't go to the basement yet. Come and sit with us. (door closes) More cookies to sell? Is Jimmy here? No. He's back in school in Michigan. No. He's living 96 blocks away on the South Side, dating my sister, stealing cars, and going by the name of Steve. (door opens) Look... there's no easy way to say this, but we have to stop. It's my boy. Lip. I'm sorry, I can't do it to him. You and me, I mean, it-it was amazing. Earth-shattering. The world turned on its axis and all of that. It was for me, too. And you, so young and sexy and taut and tight and... But I'm... I'll still be there for you, of course. If you need help with your homework or you need me to teach you how to drive or... the toilet needs plunging. You know, normal things between a man and his girlfriend's daughter.
