And the unrelated accusations: "I should never have had to beg! For God's sake I sure as hell shouldn't have to sneak around."
And the kids: "She is your daughter!" You can see that one, actually feel that blow land. It has absolutely nothing to do with any of this. It works; it sticks.
And the masculinity: "You know what? From now on buy your own fucking razors!"
And the kids again: "I'm getting my kids."
Whatever sticks. She's out of there; Kevin left feeling like he's done something wrong, even though everything she's doing and saying, the faces she's making, the way she came at him and Eleanor like a Fury, tells him exactly what's going on. Textbook, if something would stick.
Jackie picks up the girls from Kevin's sister Tunie's house, sparkling so brightly it's hard to look at. Just feral, and desperate and sweaty. Throwing them against the wall, to see what sticks.
Over to All Saints, next day, to head off the Eleanor part. The part where her job is maybe threatened, where the accusations of last year -- from Sam, the issue with the Pill-O-Matix -- will only lend credence to Eleanor's possible betrayal. Showing compassion for a beloved friend who needs it would be a betrayal in this instance, so she's got to get there first. Still wild-eyed and feral, even with Mrs. Akalitus.
Gloria staples a sign to the hospital chapel's door: PLEASE DO NOT KISS THE STATUES. Paint containing lead is known to cause poisoning. Jackie catches her in the hall, still itchy and babbling.
"This is entirely preemptive, there is nothing to be worried about: I've been doing this for twenty years, Gloria. Parts of my body are giving out. I started leaning on painkillers. It was a couple months, totally self-corrected."
Gloria gives her that owlish look and wonders aloud about the mishaps with the pill machine, before Eddie came back, but Jackie's got her story ready to go. Gloria hangs up her phone several times without answering, as she leads her down the rabbit hole.
"Nothing like that! My husband opened a credit card bill, he saw the pharmacy charges, that's it. But he called O'Hara... I'm fine, but he should not have called O'Hara. Her family? Like, drug addicts. Like pump-your-stomach, die-in-your-sleep drug addicts. So she had a disproportionate reaction. My husband feels like shit, he had no clue what her deal was when he called her... She might come in here. And if she does, I would just ask that you take whatever she says with a grain of salt, that's all."