[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
- [KARL] Sorry. Jessica Jones... - Don't touch me!
- I'm not gonna touch you, seriously. - Don't touch me.
Those restraints were designed to hold your mom.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
- That thing you made is not my mother. - I know. It's a mind bender.
We always talked about how we'd explain it to you.
Believe me. A tranq in the neck is not how we pictured it.
What did you think? A group hug?
After what you made her do, you depraved psycho?
No one can make Alisa do anything. You know that.
I don't know shit about whatever you turned her into.
Yes, you do.
She's still the same woman who hums
when she thinks no one can hear her.
She still has the same wicked sense of humor.
And a big, beautiful brain that can calculate cube roots in her head.
And she still drinks the same crap wine
and wouldn't think about taking my pot.
All that and a bag of hit woman.
No. You got that wrong.
You keep her chained down here until you need someone dead.
No, we use the restraints for her night terrors.
She's not a prisoner.
What does that make me?
[KARL SIGHS]
I just need you to understand.
I've spent years honing her drug protocol.
She hadn't had a violent incident in ages.
I didn't know what she was doing to those people.
- Bullshit. - [SIGHS]
Okay.
I didn't wanna know.
I ignored Trish Walker's investigation.
Alisa knew Trish could expose me.
I'm all Alisa has.
You made sure of that.
Look, I didn't want anyone dead. Even Kozlov.
Opportunistic prick stole my formulas to develop drugs for the military.
- But you didn't want him dead? - No!
Like, Alisa was afraid that he'd blab,
and she'd end up a government lab rat.
She was protecting herself. And me.
And you.
Don't you dare say that she was protecting me.
She let me think she was dead... for 17 years.
No matter how you feel about what she's done,
at her core, she's still your mom.
And she needs your help.
♪ Honey, ain't we got fun? ♪
♪ The rent's unpaid ♪
[SIGHS]
[BREATHING DEEPLY]
[CLATTERING]
- [SIGHS] - She's making breakfast, I think.
Focusing on a menial task can calm her down.
Usually, her rages are manageable.
But when they're triggered by threats to her survival,
she can't control 'em.
Except to commit premeditated murder.
That was an escalation, but it is on the continuum.
- She goes into a dissociated... - Psychobabble. Blah-blah.
Bullshit. Shut up.
You want my advice? Here it is.
Turn yourselves in.
How many cops you think she'd tear apart before they shot her down?
She doesn't have any other options. You took them from her.
All right! You're right! All of this is on me.
Every goddamn thing, all right? But your mother's alive, Jessica.
Do you get that?
She's here, and she never stopped loving you.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]
It's Trish.
If I don't answer that, she'll go to the cops.
And they'll trace my phone.
Let me talk to her. I'll make her go away.
If Trish shows up here in the state your Mom's in,
you know what happens?
Give me the damn phone.
Hey.
[TRISH] Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you.
- [INHALES DEEPLY] - Jess, you okay?
It's over.
What's over?
The investigation, IGH. All of it.
What the hell are you talking about?
I found Karl's house.
It was cleared out. No leads, nothing. They just disappeared.
People don't just disappear.
You find them. That's what you do.
Not this time.
Where are you? I'm coming to you.
Where I always am when I'm depressed and demoralized.
Which bar?
I don't know. I'm too wasted. I'll talk to you later.
Jessica...
[LINE DISCONNECTS]
God damn it.
What's wrong?
Jessica, she says the killer is gone
and the entire IGH investigation is over.
Okay, that doesn't sound like her.
She was pretty freakin' clear about it.
- Then let's head back to Alias. We can... - What? Wait for her to explain herself?
We've done all the work and she wants to throw it away.
Just relax. We'll figure this out.
This is not just some case to me.
- I'm not Jessica's assistant. This is my life. - "Associate."
It's not just some case to me either.
Are you done in the bathroom?
Yeah. Can you just slow down a second?
- [DOOR SLAMS] - [CLATTERING UPSTAIRS]
You've lived like this for 12 years?
I love her, but she scares the piss out of me.
But who wants a conventional romance?
Yeah, this is so much better.
Maybe I love her because she scares the piss out of me.
I still want to understand her and make it right.
Well, I don't.
Talk to her. That might calm her down.
Just so you know, I rarely have that effect on people.
Try, or more people could get hurt.
[SIGHS]
Fine.
But not like this.
I hope you'll do the right thing.
[CLATTERING]
Better go check on Mom.
[SIGHS]
[KARL] Jessica, don't!
[BANGING ON DOOR]
- You don't know what she'll do! - [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
Stop!
Jessica!
- Jessica! [BANGING ON DOOR] - [SIGHS]
[JESSICA GRUNTS]
What did you do?
The right thing.
And my actual mother would know what that was.
- You have no idea what the right thing is. - Alisa, take it easy. Stay calm.
Do you want me to go to prison? Is that really what you want?
- It's a start. - [KARL] Prison can't handle her.
Don't worry, Karl. You're going with her.
You're just as guilty as she is.
Don't talk to him like that. He saved us.
He destroyed us.
He is a pervert with a god complex
who made himself a powered girlfriend for kicks.
No. You have no idea what you're talking about!
[KARL] Alisa, focus on my voice. Take a breath. Okay.
You can help her, Jessica.
And if anybody should do time for this, it's me.
No. You've given up enough for me. Just take the money we have and go.
He's not going anywhere.
- No. Go to the place we talked about. - [SCREAMS]
We'll go together. I'll find another treatment.
- Spoiler alert, it won't work. - She's stubborn, never let this go.
You don't know stubborn if you think he can outrun me.
- Go. - [KARL] You won't make it in a cell.
- They'll hurt you. - If anything happens to you,
I will hurt them. You know I will!
- [KARL] I can't just leave you. - Let go of me.
Just take the money. God damn it, Karl!
Come with me!
Get out! [BREATHING HEAVILY]
- I love you. I'm sorry. - [JESSICA] No!
Just lock the door. And do not come back!
[JESSICA] Get off me! Let go of me!
Damn it! Let go!
- No! - [ALISA GRUNTS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Whether the cops catch him or I do, one way or another, he's gonna pay.
Trust me... [SIGHS]
living with me for the last 12 years, he's paid plenty.
[TRISH] I've been thinking about it. I've got a plan.
Here's what we do. Jessica said she was at a bar, right?
So we start at Rudy's and work our way through her usual haunts.
Sure. Right after you tell me what you're jacked up on.
What?
You were sick when I brought your inhaler back.
I told you, I had allergies.
You did. And five minutes later, you're all over me.
Which was amazing. I'm not complaining.
- You're just accusing me of being high. - You didn't sleep at all last night.
Acting erratic, talkin' a mile a minute.
You've never felt awkward after a one-night stand?
And now, you come out of that bathroom all cool,
like nothing's happened.
I mean, come on, I've seen this shit before.
Hey, I've been there.
You're wrong.
So if I went in there right now,
- I wouldn't find anything? - Don't.
Then be real with me.
It's the inhaler, right? So what is it?
It's like a combat enhancer or something.
You don't even know what it is?
I know what it does. It belonged to Simpson.
It makes you stronger, faster, quicker reflexes, more focused.
It's perfectly safe.
So why not say that from the jump?
Because I don't like having to justify myself
to a guy I just went down on.
You're welcome, by the way.
That's why we hooked up?
- 'Cause you're on that crap? - I'm not on anything.
- It's not coke or heroin. - Have you told Jessica about it?
No. And I don't tell her when I have three shots of espresso, either.
If there was a pill you could take to make you smarter,
wouldn't you take it?
This is essentially the same thing.
I've been using it to help stop IGH.
If that were true, you wouldn't need to hide it.
All right. This is pointless. And also none of your goddamn business.
I'm gonna go find Jessica and figure out what the hell is going on.
Are you coming or not?
While you're on that crap, no, I'm not going anywhere with you.
[WIND CHIMES RATTLING]
I guess gene editing didn't improve your taste in booze.
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Oh, yeah.
[CHUCKLES]
The first time we left you alone to babysit Phillip,
you drank half a bottle.
Came home to find you hugging the toilet.
Because it tastes like compost and air freshener.
[ALISA] Well,
we're locked in here until the police arrive, so...
it's all that's on offer.
You know where they'll take me, don't you?
There's a special prison built for people with abilities.
It's called The Raft.
Yeah. I read about it.
Prisoners have no contact with the outside world,
and they never return to it, so...
whatever you need to say to me, better say it now.
[CHUCKLES]
I'd need another 17 years.
Well, you got about 17 minutes.
Go.
[TYPING]
Hey, got any white bread? Or just this whole grain crap?
Whatever's there.
He's in jail, your...
healer friend.
[INEZ] He's not a friend.
I only met him once, almost 12 years ago.
[HOGARTH] He's awaiting trial for assault with a deadly weapon.
IGH screws up everyone it touches.
Guess I was the lucky one. Homeless is better than prison or dead.
How did someone like you end up on the streets?
Someone like me?
[CHUCKLES]
You're smart, capable, attractive,
a professional nurse.
After IGH, I got jumpy around patients.
Didn't want to go near anybody for a long time.
Kinda important as a nurse. [CHUCKLES]
If one job doesn't work out, you find another one.
Flipped burgers at Hambone's. Worked at an adult video store.
Other stuff.
You miss rent a few times. It sorta snowballs.
You'd be surprised what you can get used to.
[LAUGHS] You have no idea what I'm talking about, huh?
You don't even buy your own groceries.
I grew up in a trailer the size of this dining room
with four siblings.
You know what kids do to the poor kid whose clothes don't fit?
They make sure that school is as much a living hell as home.
Everything I have, I built from nothing.
Wouldn't have guessed that.
I'm gonna go to work.
You need to find another place to stay.
Oh...
Okay. I thought...
Thought what? That your healer boy was your meal ticket?
I may be sick, but I'm not a sucker.
Fine. Don't believe me.
You can die a cripple,
all alone in your fancy glass box that you built from nothing.
I don't give a rat's ass.
[ALISA] You haven't changed at all.
You have no clue who I am or what I've been through.
I just look like someone you used to know.
Wish I could say the same about you.
[ALISA] No, you're right. I don't know. So, why don't you tell me?
For Christ's sake, Jessica. Talk to me.
I used to imagine that you and Dad were up there.
Or wherever.
Watching me. Looking out for me. But guess it was just Dad though, huh?
While you were down here moving on with somebody else.
It's not that simple.
Gotta say, your standards really took a nosedive.
You know, your father and I weren't happy.
We had problems. We argued constantly.
No, you didn't.
Not in front of you. But yeah.
- We hadn't had sex in almost a year. - I so don't need to hear that.
We were talking about getting divorced.
Why are you lying? I was there.
You were a kid, what the hell did you know?
He and I were just different.
I was ambitious.
I felt stifled by him. He felt berated by me.
And maybe he was.
I could have been on the tenure track in the math department
at the University of Michigan. But he wouldn't move. So I stayed.
And I taught junior college to a bunch of underachievers.
And I hated him for that.
And he hated me for making him feel inadequate.
This is such crap.
It's who we were. Who we are.
Phillip knew.
What?
Yeah. He walked in on your dad and me
in the middle of a screaming match.
Jesus. The look on his face.
He never said anything to me.
That's why he started acting out.
Remember when he got suspended?
Your father wanted to put him on ADD meds.
Phillip had ADD?
Every kid with a pulse has ADD
according to the pharmaceutical companies.
Karl always gets worked up about that.
The over-medication of children.
Yeah. Why medicate kids when you can alter their entire genetic code?
Don't.
Karl experiments on people who can't give consent.
Jesus, you're so adept at shutting yourself down.
Maybe it's because I'm afraid people will tragically die on me.
Wonder where I got that from.
- You were like that before the accident. - No, I wasn't.
You didn't have any friends. You refused to play team sports.
You locked yourself in your room all day, playing depressing rock.
Nirvana isn't depressing.
Oh, really? Didn't that guy commit suicide?
So what other memories of mine do you wanna crush?
I'm not trying to crush them, I'm just correcting them.
[SIGHS] Well, stop.
Our lives just weren't the storybook bullshit
you seem to think they were. That's all.
Well, there were parts of it that seemed pretty perfect to me.
Christmases. Thanksgiving.
That weird marshmallow thing you made with yams.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
Not even I can ruin what is essentially
a vat of marshmallows, butter and sugar.
What?
When I look at you, I don't see my mother.
But your voice...
makes me feel like I'm back with you in our old house, before...
everything.
Remember those trips we took to the shore every summer?
Playland?
That last year, you refused to go.
You were so over it. Begged us to leave you behind.
Teenagers are... self-absorbed little assholes.
They were scared of heights.
Do you remember? Phillip and Dad.
So I always knew that the Ferris wheel was our thing.
You know, just you and me.
But you refused to ride.
Said it was boring, just keeps going around in a circle.
But I forced you to, and you wouldn't speak to me.
But I knew that you loved it, just as much as I did.
Being up high and untouchable.
Eventually, you just couldn't help yourself.
You busted out into this big,
beautiful grin.
How were you getting out?
What are you talking about?
Karl locked you in here every night,
but you were getting out without him knowing.
- How? - Come on.
You've got what you wanted, someone to turn in to the cops.
They'll be here any minute.
Just leave it alone. There's no way out.
Can't you just let him go?
Screw Karl.
What are you doing?
[SIGHS]
I don't know yet.
[COSTA] Go around back.
Nobody. I told you, she's setting us up.
Hey, Jess. Me again.
So I'm just gonna take you at your word that this IGH case is over.
And I guess you're sleeping it off in an alley somewhere.
But I gotta stay busy, so I'm pursuing one of our other cases.
And I found a lead that might help me
get to Hogarth's partner Benowitz.
[SCOFFS]
If you wanna stop me, maybe show up at the office sometime.
[SIGHS]
[DOOR BUZZES]
Who are you?
My name is Jeri Hogarth. I'm an attorney.
I already got a lawyer.
Not a very good one.
Considering you've been awaiting trial for 15 months.
Asshole doesn't even get my name right.
You look expensive.
- What's the catch? - I'm a friend of Inez.
- Am I supposed to know who that is? - She worked for a company called IGH.
She was a nurse.
Look, I don't want anything to do with those people.
- So if you work for them... - I don't.
But I would like to discuss what they did to you.
You want me to heal someone, don't you?
That's the catch.
Sorry, lady, I don't do that anymore. Brought me nothing but drama.
People find out, they try to use you.
I don't think you're grasping the situation here.
When I walked into this room,
you won the lottery.
[CHUCKLING] Is that right?
I am the best lawyer you can't afford.
I win. That's what I do.
My clients don't sit around rotting in jail for a year.
You can't get me out of here.
I read your file, the charges.
There's no way the DA
is gonna want to go to trial with what they've got.
Not against me.
But you're gonna have to give me something in return.
What's wrong with you?
You tell me.
I'm not a goddamn psychic.
You're sick, aren't you?
You're gonna have to do something better than that.
Give me your hand.
Guard's right outside. What am I gonna do?
Come on.
Started as a cramp in your hand.
But it's... it's getting worse.
No, hell no. Not again.
- Guard! Guard! - Okay. Hey.
- I feel sick. - Wait.
Guard. Guard!
[GUARD] Let's go.
Come on.
[CHUCKLES]
[ALISA] So what's the plan?
I just need time to think, okay? So maybe let's not talk for a while.
[CELL PHONE CHIMING]
- He's texting and driving. - That's what people do.
No, what they do is maim and kill people when they get into accidents.
You know better, I hope.
I don't drive, period. So it's not really a problem.
Please get off your phone. That's dangerous.
How about we don't draw attention to ourselves?
No. I'm in the right.
You are a wanted felon. You will never be in the right.
Get off your goddamn phone.
Calm down, lady.
Excuse me?
Okay. You know what? We're gonna get out here. Pull over.
- We're not over the bridge yet. - Stop.
[CAB DRIVER] Okay. Okay.
Don't get your panties in a bunch.
Our "panties"? Grown goddamn women don't wear panties.
- We wear underwear! - Please get out. Get out.
It may seem small to you,
but both of our lives were in danger in that cab,
and I was totally in control.
Yeah, and you didn't murder him or anything.
[SIGHS] Let's go.
[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]
Wow.
You really rejected your suburban roots, huh?
I never really took to words like "davenport" or "duvet."
No, me neither.
Oh, this is beautiful.
Who did this?
It's paint by numbers.
This is perfect.
I'm so proud of you.
You don't get to be proud.
Are you just dragging me here to keep punishing me?
I won't argue that I don't deserve it.
Maybe. Why?
- Are you gonna try to run? - I could've gone with Karl.
I still could if I wanted to. But I'm choosing you.
Well, this is just a pit stop.
For what? Just tell me what's going on in that head of yours.
I don't know. Okay?
There's no manual that tells you what to do
when your mother who's been dead for 17 years comes back
and is a mass murderer.
I'm kinda winging it.
Everything inside me tells me I should turn you in.
But you're not ready?
Well, take your time.
I'm in no rush to spend the rest of my life in a steel box.
Takes three times the amount of booze to take the edge off, doesn't it?
Gets pricey.
[JESSICA SIGHS] You and I are not the same.
So these rages that you have...
There's gotta be something that sets you off, right?
Well, I can feel the ramp-up.
There's a small window to reverse it with a sedative,
but it varies.
Sometimes, I can tamp it down myself. That works for the small stuff.
But when it gets personal...
it can get bad.
Great.
I won't hurt you. Well, I'll try not to hurt you.
It's not me I'm worried about. It's everyone else.
You're right to be worried.
The more terrible things you do, I do, the easier it gets.
Jessie...
they're here.
Oh, hey.
I've been trying to reach you.
Yeah. This is why I can't have nice things.
So I'm at my desk, going through case files,
- when suddenly I get this text. - Yeah.
I sent it as soon as I could.
But when I drive all the way out there,
it turns out the place is empty.
I found it that way. Looked like they left in a hurry.
So did you.
I gave you the lead. I figured you'd take it and run with it.
I don't suppose you'd tell me how you came upon that address.
I am a private investigator.
I have some questions eating at me. Do you mind if I come inside?
[JESSICA] I can't right now. I gotta meet my associate.
- Gotta get my shit off the cloud. - I'll wait till you finished.
I can't. I'm booked all night on a case.
Look, Jones, I stuck my neck out for you.
You dick me around like this again, you're on your own.
Look, I'll come down to the station first thing tomorrow, okay?
I'll walk you through every detail I uncovered.
But right now, I got my hands full.
Take care of yourself, Miss Jones.
Come on!
You gotta be shitting me.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]
[SIGHS]
- Yeah? - I've been to, like, a dozen bars.
Nothing. Did Jessica come back to Alias?
- I don't know. I'm not there. - Where are you?
I'm heading to a bar in Chelsea called Whiskers.
To look for Jessica?
No, I'm on a case.
What case? Is it connected to IGH?
[SIGHS] I'm hanging up now.
Malcolm, wait. You're not gonna tell Jessica about the inhaler...
Damn it.
- [HORN HONKING] - Hey!
- [MAN] Hey! Get out of the street! - Bite me, asshole!
[DISTANT SIREN WAILING]
[SIGHING]
Idiot.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
[ALISA AND OSCAR SPEAKING SPANISH]
[LAUGHS]
Well, that's cool. Your mom's visiting.
You introduced yourself?
Yes, I forgot what floor you were on,
and he was nice enough to walk me back downstairs.
Thank you.
I was just telling her she should teach you some Spanish.
- [SPEAKS SPANISH] - I know Spanish.
Cerveza. Enchilada.
- [JESSICA SIGHS] - You hate it, huh?
- What? - [CHUCKLES] The painting.
I left it on your door.
It was great. Really.
You're the artist?
I'm impressed.
Your dissolved color field, that really reminds me of, um...
Helen Frankenthaler.
Frankenthaler? Huh.
- That's a high bar. - You're there. Your work is beautiful.
It takes the right muse.
Look, I would invite you in, but she just showed up and surprised me.
And, uh... we have a lot of baggage to unpack.
I don't want to get in the middle.
Thank you for helping her. And thank you for the painting.
I'll see you around, okay?
[BOTH SPEAK SPANISH]
What the hell was that?
I like the painting. Is that not okay with you?
He seemed nice.
He is a convicted criminal.
No wonder I like him.
Stay away from him.
I should've never brought you here. I don't know what I was thinking.
Calm down, Jessica.
Oh, great! The rage monster is telling me to calm down!
It sounded like the cop was gonna come in,
so I jumped up onto the roof.
I ran into Oscar on the stairs, nothing bad happened.
You're upset because you thought I left you again?
I thought you were out there ripping people's heads off!
You're not gonna get rid of me that easy.
So where should I put my stuff?
[SIGHS] You take the bed, I'll sleep on the couch tonight.
And tomorrow?
I will figure out this shitshow.
But there's no version of it that ends well.
Unless it doesn't have to end.
- [UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING] - [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[BENOWITZ] What are you drinking?
Club soda.
Smart man. The drink specials are far from special.
[CHUCKLES] What did you go with?
Don Julio 1942.
Boring because it's so predictably good.
Can I buy you one?
That's okay, I'm... I'm good.
So, you live in the city?
Look, I didn't come here for a hookup.
- I'm sorry? - Go home, tell your wife the truth.
- What? - I know you come from a traditional family,
so I'm sure it's hard to come out,
but the world has changed. People don't care anymore.
I'm... I'm not sure I understand...
The lie is not sustainable.
Eventually, what happens is you end up hurting people.
So just be honest.
And go home, tell your wife.
What is this? Who are you?
Someone who, if he was doing his job,
would use all this to blackmail you.
But I'm not gonna do it. It's too ugly, even for me.
Who put you up to this?
It doesn't matter, man. Just watch your back.
From whom? I need to know.
Does the name Linda Chao mean anything to you?
Linda hired you?
She went after Jeri. Now she's coming after me.
My advice?
She's got dirt on you. Get some on her, so you're protected.
Oh, I've got plenty on her. Trust me.
[MALCOLM] Hey.
Hey, I can help.
Seriously. I can get her off your back.
- Yeah, how much will that cost me? - Nothing. I feel bad.
What she's doing is wrong. But just give me something that I can use.
Where to start?*
How about the offshore holdings and the Kaxton shell corporation?
- Kaxton? Is... - [MAN 1] Faggots.
[ALL LAUGHING]
The world has changed? People don't care anymore, huh?
[MALCOLM] Assholes!
Don't feed the trolls.
Yo. Did you just call us assholes?
Back off, man.
[LAUGHS] Check out that attitude.
Real homo thug, huh? What's up, pussy?
Really? Grow up, you piece of shit.
That's right. Walk away, before I beat you like I'm your daddy.
[ALL GRUNTING]
[GROANS]
- [TRISH GRUNTING] - [GROANING]
Chick's psycho! Let's go!
[MAN 2] She tore my jacket, man.
[MALCOLM GROANING]
Malcolm, are you okay?
[GROANS] Oh, crap.
I thought I could take 'em.
- It was three against one. - It didn't slow you down.
[PANTING]
I had help.
Take it. You'll heal faster.
[GRUNTS]
It's not opiates. It's not addictive. It's just...
an enhancer.
I'm not gonna force it on you.
- [INHALER HISSES] - [MALCOLM INHALES]
[SHUDDERING] Oh, whoa.
See?
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
No, no, no. Shit.
Malcolm, you're fine. It's just an adrenaline surge.
- It'll wear off. You'll get used to it. - No, I'm not fine!
- Malcolm, stop. - No, you just stay away from me!
Where are you going?
[PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
- Hey! - [GRUNTS]
There's a trash chute out in the hallway.
It's the stuff you bought me. You return it.
The tags are still on most of it.
I'm wearing the underwear. Figure they won't take those back anyway.
- You can keep it all. - I don't want it.
So what? You're leaving dressed like that? [CHUCKLES]
The clothes I came in are in the dryer.
I'll be gone as soon as they're done.
- Where are you gonna go? - Why do you care?
Because I imagine that wherever you're going
isn't going to have $200 champagne.
And I think that you should stay and celebrate with me.
- Celebrate what? - Shane, from IGH.
I'm getting him out of prison.
You can do that?
- Get somebody out, just like that? - No. It's not just like that.
I reminded the DA what it feels like
to sit across from me in a courtroom.
He agreed to drop the felony charges down to a misdemeanor, and...
Shane gets off for time served.
- I thought you didn't believe me. - I don't know what I believe anymore.
But for the first time in a long time,
[CHUCKLES] I feel hopeful.
Thank you for that.
For trying to help me.
Thank you.
I hope Shane can do something for you.
I really do.
To hope.
Mmm.
Mmm. Mmm!
- Wow, that's like... - Drinking liquid joy. [CHUCKLES]
Yeah, actually. [CHUCKLES]
[HOGARTH] Mmm.
[INEZ] Do they freak you out?
No.
Not at all.
Is that okay?
[ALISA HUMS]
♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪
♪ Not much money, oh, but, honey ♪
♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪
♪ The rent's unpaid, dear ♪
♪ We haven't a car ♪
[HUMMING]
♪ We'll stay as we are ♪
♪ Every morning, every evening ♪
♪ Ain't we got fun? ♪
Why would you waste perfectly good whiskey like that? [SCOFFS]
You don't like hot toddies, either? Maybe you're not my daughter.
[LIQUID SPILLS]
- Oh, shit. - [GUNSHOT]
- [JESSICA] Get down! - [BOTH GRUNT]
[PANTING AND GROANING]
I'm okay.
- [BREATHING HEAVILY] - It's just a graze.
- They're trying to kill us. - But we're okay.
[JESSICA] Wait! Let me handle it!
No.
Stop!
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