"Every morning: â€˜I'm not drinking today,' and before the day is over, I've got a bottle in my hand," Joey, 54, says. She has been functioning as an alcoholic most of her life.
In Joani's video footage, Joey, drunk, argues with her daughter, Heather.
Joey: You know, your mother is way old enough to get ****** up if she wants to. What the **** do you want from me?
Joani: Show me the lip, and what happened there?
Joey: I don't know.
Joani: You just hit the steering wheel?
Joey: I don't know. I woke up in the hospital.
In another scene, Joani finds Joey in her vehicle, crying.
Joani: What happened?
Joey: I knew that I couldn't drive home or I was going to kill somebody.
"What I see now with Joey is a very fragile alcoholic in dire need of help," Joani says.
"I have three daughters: Heather, who is 28, Alexandra is 21 and Gloria, who's 19," Joey says. "They are the light of my life, and right now, they pretty much hate me, and that breaks my heart. My drinking is probably killing me, and I know it is killing my family to see me like this."
Joey: Get the **** out of here. Go. Go. I don't want you here.
Joey: You don't ******* call me, you don't need me. I'm going to drink the minute she gets out of my face.
Heather: You are so pathetic.
Joey: I am pathetic. I'm sorry, I'm a pathetic person.
"I've been hurt so many times, for so many years, I'm really, I'm beyond hurt," Heather says.
"The holidays were a disaster as usual," Joey says. "Around Thanksgiving, I ended up in rehab for 12 days. I had crashed my car, ended up in a hospital, and then went on a four-day drinking binge."
Joani: So you had the wine in the house, and then drank it before they came over to kind of take the edge off?
Joey: Yeah, I actually went and bought it last night, in case I needed it. It's
Joey cries on her couch.
Joey: I don't want to be like this. I don't want to hurt. I don't want to wake up in the morning and want to ******* die.
Heather says, "I don't think that my mom gives a ****. My mom doesn't care about anyone but herself."
"My greatest fear is that my daughters hate me, and I guess my greatest fear has come true," Joey says.
"But yet you continue to do it," he says.
"I try to stop. I try not to drink, and it just seems to always end up back there," she says. Joey claims she's only had two drinks so far today.
Dr. Phil looks at his notes. "On your trip to L.A., you had two glasses of wine at the airport, a Bloody Mary on the airplane, two glasses of wine at a layover, two glasses of wine on the second airplane, two glasses of wine at the hotel, two glasses of wine with dinner, and you drank all but four ounces of a bottle of wine in your room. Where's the trying part?"
"That was a little exaggerated. I didn't drink that much," Joey says.
"OK, let's cut it in half," Dr. Phil says. "I'll play this ridiculous game with you. Let's say it was one glass of wine at the airport, half of a Bloody Mary on the airplane, one glass of wine at a layover, another glass of wine on the second airplane, another glass of wine at the hotel, one glass of wine with dinner, and all but eight ounces of a bottle of wine in your room. What is your point? What are you trying to tell me, that we're exaggerating your situation?"
"No," she says.
"Yes," Joey says.
"Do you drive drunk?"
"Have you smashed your face into the steering wheel and split your lip open driving drunk?"
"Did you have to call Joani, who seems to be the [Energizer] bunny, relentless in energy, to come get you off the freeway before you killed somebody?"
"Have you ruined Christmas over, and over and over again?"
"And you want to argue with me about whether you had one glass of wine or two? Do not waste my time, woman!" Dr. Phil tells her. He implores her to tell the truth.