Previously on "Claws"...
What did we do?
Pull!
Now, we got to get this body
as far away from here as we can.
Come on.
I want you to train Bryce to run the clinic.
I'm trying to get out of this mess, not further in.
It's only temporary, anyway, until they find the guys
who got Roller.
Where were you all this time?
A little vacay.
I can't open my salon with $3,000.
I want my money, Roller.
He jumped me and put a hood over my head.
You hear any names, anything?
Titus. I-I heard the name Titus.
When they find out your story don't add up,
they gonna come for you.
Who left the stock-room door open?
We are looking at an $88,000 loss.
I will have what I am owed.
Y'all gonna have to work this off.
I missed you, baby girl.
I missed you, too, baby.
I missed you so much.
You like that?
You know I like it, baby.
I'm the only one for you, right, Des?
You know it. You know it.
Squeeze my neck, baby.
No, baby, come on.
Yeah.
Squeeze my neck, baby.
Why'd you have to burn me like that, Des?
Uncle Daddy gonna find you, put a cap in your ass.
- No! - Yeah.
Get off of me!
Des? Desna?
That little secret you spinning
finna bury you, baby.
Desna!
Desna?
Desna!
D-Desna, you okay?
Yeah, but... I'm fine.
I just... I just had one of my nightmares again.
The gryphon didn't come and take your eyebrows off, did it?
'Cause that's what it did to mine.
No, he didn't, and your eyebrows are fine.
You... You should probably get some rest, though,
'cause, you know, you got your training in the morning.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
I-I'm training tomorrow.
Yeah.
Okay.
I'm fine.
Okay.
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Ooh, you have money, don't you?
Girl, what made you say that?
My uncle fought the Chinese, and one of his,
you know, lady friends, taught him how to read palms.
If George Washington hasn't winked at you yet, trust me,
he will.
Here, let me see the other one.
Yeah, see. This one, too.
Heather?
Heather Milton?
Is that you?
Sally Bates.
What on Earth are you doing here?
No, the question is,
what the hell are you doing,
doing nails?
Oh, don't tell me Otto kicked the bucket.
Yeah, a few years ago, a few years back.
Oh, honey, I'm sorry.
- Butt cancer. - Oh!
It was awful.
Yeah, and I got so bored
sitting in that big old house by myself,
I just decided to write a novel about a nail salon.
And you came down here,
with... the people?
Uh-huh. Research.
I love it.
Love it.
Oh, my. Do you have time to do some designer tips?
I hear the ones here last longer than a tax audit.
Oh, well, you heard right. You stay right there.
I'm just finishing up a client.
- Okay. - So good to see you.
Cece, I am so sorry.
Bryce came home late, so I had to drop the munchkins off
at the babysitter.
Oh, he's not cheating again?
No, that was my last husband. Bryce don't cheat.
Oh, wait. Where's Virginia?
Hey, y'all. Happy Tuesday.
Hey, Jenn, any news about Roller?
Actually, Bryce and Uncle Daddy are out looking for
that Titus guy. Are you serious?
Serious as a pair of spoiled Spanx.
Oh, hey, Virginia, isn't Titus the name that you overheard
when you were... kidnapped?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, why are you talking like that?
Everyone here's so colorful.
I know, right?
I hope they find him, Jenn.
Shit, who you telling? It's got to end, man.
Between Bryce running around, playing John Wayne,
trying to find Roller's killer,
and him being around all those pills,
I'm about to fall off the wagon my damn self.
Oh, my God, Heather.
Your book's gonna be a bestseller.
I mean, it's just like a... a... a... oh.
A multi-ethnic "Steel Magnolias."
- That's good. - Right?!
Who in the hell is Heather?
Oh, look at you.
I-I was reading my... my new trainer's Yelp! page,
and he said he could bring out the Jackie Chan I-in any man.
Yeah, well, my client said Monty is good.
Yeah. I-I want him to turn me into
an award-winning bodybuilder, like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Like, teach me calisthenics so my stomach...
Oh, no. Oh, no.
- What's the matter, baby? - Oh, no, no, no, no.
You having one of your headaches?
What's wrong, Dean?
No, no! Oh, no!
I thought the Coombses were...
I thought the Coombses were in Tallahassee.
I-I thought they were in Tallahassee.
Shit. They must've moved.
It's okay. It's okay.
Dean, Dean, hands up. Hands up. Hands up.
I can't. I can't...
Hands up, hands up, Dean. Hands up, Dean. Hands up.
I'ma put on your favorite song, okay?
Okay, okay, okay.
Hold on, Dean.
Des. Des, Des, Des.
- Hands up, hands up. - Hands up, Dean. Hands up, Dean.
Hands up, Dean. Hands up, Dean.
Hands up, Dean.
Come on.
Yes.
Yes, Clay?
God damn, Miss Desna, what the hell is going on over there?
Hey, listen, I-I hear tell that things a little slow
at the clinic.
How you gonna pay me back if you ain't got no customers?
Yeah, word must've got out that we got hit.
Listen... I will take care of it,
but I'm in the middle of a family thing right now.
Can I call you back?
Well, I've got my own family thing going on,
trying to find the useless vermin that killed Roller.
But business is business, and your payment's due right now.
What? Already?
Mm-hmm.
Time sure do fly, don't it?
I guess I can get you a-a-a layaway plan.
Your people seem to love that, don't you?
Nail technicians?
God damn.
You're funny.
No wonder my baby boy liked you so much.
Listen, I know that $88,000
gonna seem a little overwhelming and all,
so I'ma cut you some slack.
Y'all give me $500 each every Friday,
we're gonna be all shored up.
That'll take over a year.
Well, you're welcome.
♪ Come with me ♪ ♪ Me ♪
♪ On the wings of love ♪ ♪ On the wings of love ♪
♪ Up and above the clouds ♪ ♪ Up and above the clouds ♪
♪ The only way to fly ♪ ♪ The only way to fly ♪
Okay, Dean.
♪ Is on the wings of love ♪ ♪ Is on the wings of love ♪
♪ On the wings of love ♪ ♪ On the wings of love ♪
♪ Only the two of us together ♪ ♪ Only the two of us together ♪
It's okay, Dean.
It's okay.
- It's okay, Dean. - It's okay.
It's okay, Dean.
It's okay.
It's okay, Desna.
Dean, you're okay.
We're okay.
The Coombses can't hurt us.
We are protected.
Say it with me.
"I'm okay."
- I'm okay. - "We're okay."
- We're okay. - "The Coombses..."
The Coombses cannot hurt.
We are protected. "We are protected."
I still want to cut their eyes out.
This is gonna take some time.
Come on. Again.
"I'm okay."
I'm okay.
You're okay.
We were drunker than two crabs at a fish fry.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Oh, then we met those two fellas.
Identical twins.
Ooh, I love me some twins.
Mmm. Before we knew it, we were headed back to the hotel.
Two more martinis later, I passed out and then woke up
to Heather screaming in the room next door.
Ooh, girl, he tried to rape you, didn't he?
Not quite.
I busted down the door and found Miss Thing
yelling about his micropenis.
Oh, that's worse.
It was so small, y'all.
I mean, it was about the size of this polish.
What color is that?
Uh, "carrot."
"Baby carrot" is more like it.
Oh, Heather!
Can you hold on just a second?
Come on, baby, get out the car.
Girl.
Polly's in there conning some rich Betty
who calls her "Heather."
- She at it again, huh? - Mm-hmm.
Come on, Dean. Get out the car.
Dean? Come on, honey.
Hey, Jenn, your customer said she's got to get back to work.
Okay.
Unh-unh, cut that shit out.
Take him inside, please.
Okay.
What's with the get-up?
He had training today.
I had to cancel it 'cause he saw our old foster parents.
Which ones?
The bad ones.
The ones that made you eat out of dog bowls?
These people treated us like animals.
Listen, Uncle Daddy's on the warpath.
Can you keep an eye on him while I run down to the clinic?
- Yeah. - Thanks.
I'll make sure china doll doesn't fall on his dick.
That part.
Look at this guy. My ex-wife is marrying him.
He's got such a weak underbite.
Forget about eating hard cheeses.
Shelly loves hard cheeses.
People are allowed to move on.
Ugh. don't give me that Tony Robbins crap.
Shelly is the only Jewish girl I ever found who was freaky.
What... What kind of freaky?
Cupping freaky.
S&M kind of freaky.
I can't even come with anyone else.
Okay.
You guys, we need to increase the foot traffic down here
so we can pay Uncle Daddy back.
Yeah, he already told us about the payment plan.
Okay, no offense, but I can't be that man's bitch
for another year.
So, I want to sell ten times more inventory
at a slightly higher price.
It's not possible. The feds would be all over us. We'd go to jail.
Not if we buy from multiple wholesalers.
We spread the love.
Doesn't that go against everything you taught me?
So does letting the delivery guy rob us.
Dr. Ken's the one who told me to let the courier in.
Not in the stock room!
- You didn't specify! - Shut up!
Look, we don't have enough customers
to sell this much product.
Well, how does Peter Pain do it?
They shell out big bucks for marketing tools and publicity.
We don't have that kind of ground game.
Okay, so, we'll construct one.
I'll rally the troops.
Wait, wait, wait. We would need $20,000 to order what we needed.
I don't have that. Do you?
Where'd you get this from?
My trust fund.
Order the damn pills.
One one-thousand, two one-thousand,
three one-thousand, four one-thousand,
five one-thousand.
That's my money, baby girl.
Not today, Roller.
Okay, so, tomorrow, two sets,
Breezewoods Country Club.
Oh, that is where Otto and I went on our third date,
when he got me that huge diamond.
Yes.
Yeah, but when he found out that it was a blood diamond
and a little kid's fingers were cut off in order to get it,
he hawked it,
and he sent the money back to Africa to build an orphanage.
He named it "Heathers."
He was such a good man.
I will see you tomorrow.
So good to see you.
An African orphanage?
Are you kidding me?
Do not backslide, Polly-Pol.
- Desna... - No, no, no.
I thought you said you were cleaning up your life.
I am.
Re-entry into society is a complicated process.
Okay, well, un-complicate it.
- Okay. - I don't need the cops coming around.
I still got PTSD from your last arrest.
It's just a friendly game of tennis.
Mm-hmm.
How you think that ankle jewelry is gonna fit in
at the country club, Heather?
You didn't think about that, did you?
All right, y'all know that the clinic got robbed.
We need to come up with a way to increase the foot traffic there.
I want ideas that don't cost more than a set of gels.
- Go. - Oh, I know.
Incentives.
When I was running for head of my sorority, Chi Omega,
I gave out Rice Krispie Treats
to everyone who pledged to vote for me.
Ooh, ooh, I got one.
Okay, when it was slow at She She's,
Uncle Daddy would have a rubber-glove day.
What do you do with rubber gloves at a strip club?
Rubber gloves can cut down on E. coli contamination.
Or we can just go to Peter Pain and steal their clients.
No. I don't want to start a war.
Hmm.
Come on, y'all, think.
Oh. When I was in high school,
I had to raise money for an abortion.
So, I wore a bikini and stood outside a car wash with a sign.
Asking for an abortion?
Promoting the car wash.
I raised enough for two.
Car washes?
Abortions. Dang, keep up.
O-kay. Let's recap.
- We got a bake sale. - Yeah.
Finger banging,
standing outside in a bikini holding signs.
Ding, ding, ding.
We got our winner, ladies.
- Bake sale. - That's right, that's right.
Bust out your bikinis.
Desna, that's not fair.
I'm not bikini-ready.
Y'all don't even know what it's like to try to lose baby weight.
Girl, are you still on that?
Your baby is 4!
Stop it. That's hurtful.
Oh, you know what? No, no, no.
Why don't we just wear the, um,
our Vanity 6 costumes that we wore at the karaoke jam.
I know you like that.
We need to look sexy out there.
Wait, wait, wait, hold up. Who is Vanity 6?
- Oh. - I cannot with you right now.
- I've never heard of that. - Okay, all right.
Sugar, Sugar, there used to be an artist formerly known as...
Prince.
Right. And he had a girl band formerly known as Vanity 6.
This was at a time formerly known as the Goddamn '80s!
- Tell her, Polly! - Right?
Get it, Pol. Get it, Pol.
Get it, Pol.
This is my... This is Molly Ringwald.
Virginia!
I need your services outside.
Mine?
What's going on, Bryce?
Outside.
Don't make me repeat myself.
It don't go well.
Okay.
Go, go, go. Come on.
Dean, don't move.
I'll stay here.
Get out.
What you waiting for?
- Who is it? - I don't... I don't know.
Is this one of the assholes that killed my baby boy?
I-I don't know.
Well, he works for Titus Industries,
and he had a beef with Roller.
That was two years ago, over an invoice.
Shut up!
You want some peanut butter? Huh?
You want some peanut butter, you sicky, freaky boy?
Oink, oink!
I-I never saw him. I only heard him.
Clay, please.
Say something, you mongoloid rug rat,
with your Goddamn O.J. shoes.
I didn't do it, please.
Ask him his name.
What's your name, sir?
Mitchell Wilks.
No, no, no. It doesn't sound like him.
Ask him another one.
Uh...
Uh, where... where do you live?
210 Grove Street.
I used to live near there.
Shh.
Shh!
This the son of a bitch who killed my baby boy?
You kill my baby boy?
Hmm?
Please, Clay.
Is this the son of a bitch who killed my boy?
I don't think so, Uncle Daddy.
I-I don't think that's him.
No, no, no. It's not him. No.
Clay, please!
You said Titus.
He works for Titus.
- It wasn't... - It wasn't him.
It wasn't him. I swear... I swear, he didn't do it.
You lying to me?
Mnh-mnh. No.
I work for "Tie-tus," not not "Tit-us."
"Tie-tus."
"Tie-tus"?
Shit.
Someone better find out who killed my baby boy.
Clean that shit up.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
Don't drop him.
What the hell, china doll?
I thought you said you made the name "Titus" up.
I found it off an IV bag in Dr. Ken's office.
Are you kidding me?
That man is dead because of us.
How was I supposed to know that there's a guy
at Titus Industries who had a beef with Roller?
You're supposed to think, dumb-dumb.
We're screwed.
This whole thing is our fault.
You're not the one who killed Roller.
Listen.
Go in there, get those clean...
get the clean rags.
We're gonna sell those pills.
We're gonna get out from underneath all of this mess.
Huh? Go.
Hey, Bryce.
You want one of these?
I got you some of that Ranch dipping sauce you like.
Uh, I'm... I'm fine.
What do you got planned for tomorrow, boy?
I-I promised Brienne and Baylor Chuck E. Cheese.
Yeah, well, Mr. Chuck E. Cheese is gonna have to wait.
We got to stay after these sons of bitches.
You don't kill my nephew, rob him,
and just cha-cha off into the sunset.
Oh, we're gonna get him, Clay.
Wait, they... they... they robbed him?
Hell yeah, they did... 50k out of that safe.
Some bodacious shit.
All right.
One more slice, and you're up there, big boy.
What... What... What... What... What does that mean?
Well, the gators ain't gonna feed themselves.
God damn it.
Be careful, Chip.
Have some manners. I'm eating here.
Shit.
Gonna make me lose my appetite.
Oh!
What happened to your backhand?
You used to make Venus look like Kournikova.
I've been doing Pilates over at The Meadows
with all my free time.
You're so lucky your husband's dead.
Don't say that.
Ed is still alive and kicking it with Alzheimer's.
Honey, I am so sorry.
Well, you know, once I got over sucking that prune and the...
the false teeth on the nightstand, I was fine.
Oh.
No, I was, but now, I got to work.
Changing bedpans and sheets and acting like I care.
Why don't you hire a nurse?
Oh, and risk him leaving her all his money?
No. Hell no.
Sally...
what on Earth is that?
What is happening?
It's my Kegel ball.
Trying to keep my kitty tight.
Wait, for Ed?
Or my secret Cuban hottie that I role-play with
every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
So, how much did Otto leave you, anyway?
Oh, you know, $20 million.
Sweet mother Jesus, slap my ass with a Prada bag.
With three ex-wives and four greedy children,
I won't even get half of that.
- Oh. - The kids and lawyers.
That's why I keep myself a little rainy-day fund,
just in case things go sideways.
Oh, yeah. You know what I mean.
I do, I do.
Smart.
Let's hook up again tomorrow.
Let's do it.
Your place, afternoon swim.
We can... We can make tacos and margaritas.
Oh, my place, it's, um,
it's under renovation, so... I'm sorry.
You can crash in my guesthouse.
Say "yes."
Oh, thank you so much.
It's just I'm so, so happy
that we reconnected, Sally.
God is good.
Oh.
Come on down! Oxycodone can help you!
Suncoast Rejuvenation Center.
We selling drugs and hugs!
Drug... Drugs and hugs!
Whoo!
If you're feeling any pain, we'll hook you up tomorrow,
Suncoast Rejuvenation Center.
Do you do vaginal rejuvenation?
Oh, that mess doesn't work.
How much for the redhead?
I don't need dentures for what I want to do to her.
- Oh! - Come on.
Shut up, Herman.
You've got herpes.
What just happened?!
- We got pills. - Hey.
Mommy, Daddy Bryce came home, and he's acting funny.
What do you mean, "acting funny"? What's he doing?
I don't know. Come home.
I'm scared.
Baby?
What are you... What are you doing? Where are the girls?
Oh, they're around here somewhere.
Brienne, Baylor, food's ready.
Uh, I'll go see if I can find them.
You guys hungry?
Bryce, whose blood is this on you?
- Where? - All over you.
Your... Your clothes and your face.
What did Uncle Daddy make you do?
I just held the light, um, and Chip did the chopping.
Jesus Christ.
Chop, chop, Chip.
Chip, Chip, Chippity-chop-chop.
Let's go sit down.
- Chippity-chop-chop. - Let's sit down, Bryce. Come on.
- All right. - I know.
This is not what we discussed.
I just held a light.
Jenn, we are gonna get out from underneath...
It's a different situation for you.
You're not related to him.
They're gonna keep cutting up people
until they find out who killed his Goddamn brother.
Okay, the kids are fine.
They're in the other room, playing.
Thank you, Polly. Come on, let's go lay down.
The kids? What are they playing? Can we play with them?
Okay, y'all know what?
We got to step our game up.
That's how my daddy was when he snapped.
He left one day, said he was going out for Tums,
and he never came back.
We got to get bodies to Suncoast if we're gonna move those pills.
Two words, y'all... rubber gloves.
One word, y'all... no.
Peter Pain.
Those two words might work.
All right, tomorrow, we're going over there in a bus
and we're gonna poach their people.
I hate to be a buzzkill, Des, but I have plans tomorrow.
Pol, come on, we're in a state of emergency.
Well, this is an emergency for me, too.
I am meeting Sally for brunch.
She is offering me her... her guesthouse.
This is my chance to get out of the ghetto!
Go ahead, Pol.
Be bougie.
Y'all be ready.
I'd rather be bougie than... than broke down.
Get in line.
Uncle Daddy.
Uncle Daddy, I need a minute.
Well, I got one, if you're here to talk about my baby boy.
I know. That is the most important thing right now,
and I want that, too, believe me.
Um, but Bryce isn't cut out to do your wet work.
He's not Roller.
Give him time.
Uncle Daddy, you should've seen him yesterday.
He was shaking, mumbling.
He was wandering around.
Sometimes, you got to push someone
to see what they're made of.
Well, you push him too hard, he's gonna mess you guys up.
I feel your pain, Jenn.
I certainly don't want to hurt the boy,
so I'll see what I can do.
Thank you, Uncle Daddy.
I appreciate you being so kind.
I picked out my new titties, Jenn!
Yes, you did.
I finna make him look like a supermodel.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
- Yes! - No lines at Suncoast.
- No lines. - Come on.
Step right up. Step right up.
One per person. Thank you.
No lines at Suncoast Rejuvenation.
That's right. In and out in five minutes, y'all.
We're giving out double scripts!
Wait, wait, Desna, you can't do that.
Get 10% off.
Refills every 15 days.
- Come on, y'all. - Oh, my God, you're killing me.
- Shut up. - And we got treats.
Double scripts, y'all.
You're here!
Hey.
I'm so glad you made it.
Your house is amazing.
Oh, thank you.
The guesthouse is being cleaned on Tuesday, but after that,
you are more than welcome to move in.
Oh, it's so big.
Ed, you remember Heather!
We met her at the golf tournament at The Meadows
a few years back!
Mama. Mama.
Well, hey there, sugar.
I... I brought you some chocolates with coconut.
My chef made them this morning.
Mama!
I'll... I'll just leave them right here.
Now, I thought I told you to bring a bathing suit.
Oh, yeah, I've been... I've been cramping.
I figured we'd just have a little lunch and... and catch up.
You know I don't do anything little, girlfriend.
We're having massages outside.
Yeah, come on. Let's get naked.
Oh, okay.
- Pain? - Neck.
- Pain? - Uh, knee.
- Pain? - My baby daddy.
Come on, baby, keep it moving.
It was hard, Sally.
All those late nights at the hospital.
All Otto could do was talk about his regrets.
He always wished he'd made up with his father.
And you really cared?
I loved him.
Oh, my God, it's just... it's worse than "The Notebook."
I have a few friends at the club.
They've been through the same thing.
Next week, when you move in,
I'll put together a little girls' night.
- Oh. - Yeah?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Oh, I would like that so much, Sally.
Oh, good.
Us girls... we got to stick together.
Yes.
Pussy power, right?
- Right. - Yes.
Oh, Heather, I missed you.
What is that?
Is that Ed's baby monitor?
I don't know.
Um, should they check on Ed?
I...
It's coming from her boot.
No.
Are you recording me?
What?
Are you some kind of spy Ed's lawyer sent?
No.
What's your problem?
What is that?
Nothing.
- Heather. - Nothing.
- What? - No. Don't.
No! No!
Get off me! Get back!
Is that what I think it is?
I was in jail, okay?
Um, I took the fall for Otto's real-estate fraud.
Otto traded commodities.
Okay, fine, fine.
I never married Otto.
What? What are you talking about?
I made a mistake.
And they... they sent me away.
What did you do, Heather?
Or is that even your real name?
Oh, my God.
You were lying about that, too.
It's very complicated.
What about going to Buckley?
What about the family fortune from creating ketchup?
Who was I about to open my guesthouse to?
Me.
I'm just a little girl from Saluda, North Carolina.
Jesus Christ.
My... My dad worked in a factory that makes car interiors,
and my mother, she taught learning-disabled children.
I may not be a blue blood from Hilton Head or whatever,
but that doesn't mean I don't deserve
a piece of the pie, right?
Get out of my house.
You and I are no different, Sally.
No, I worked you for your friendship three years ago
just like you worked that granddaddy of a husband you have inside.
We're both con artists.
It's just, only one of us knows it.
If you don't leave right now, I will call the police.
You bougie bitch!
You're such a bitch!
This is for fronting the money to buy the pills.
Wait. Where'd you get that from?
Off my credit card.
We did great today.
We're just $15,000 short of what we owe Uncle Daddy.
Well, don't look at me.
Man, I would chip it, but I need this for my new salon.
We'll pay the rest back very soon.
As long as I don't kill myself over Shelly's engagement party.
It's tomorrow, Desna.
Kenneth, knock it off.
Hey, wait. What was the code again?
Roller's birthday. Same thing he used for every passcode.
He wasn't a rocket scientist.
Hey.
What...
But he was a pretty man.
Was smooth as a dolphin.
Pol?
Polly-Pol?
I'm sick of it, Desna.
I'm sick of my life.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't do it.
I just can't do it anymore.
I'm 45 years old.
No car.
No kid.
This is just so far from how I imagined my life would be.
Pol, you're doing a lot better than you think you are.
No, I'm not.
My only sexual partner involves batteries,
and last night, they ran out,
so I had to steal the ones from the smoke detector
just to pop one off.
Okay, that is pretty tragic.
No, it's more than that.
It's... It's painful.
It hurts.
I'm miserable.
And I'm scared.
What if this is it?
Mnh-mnh, mnh-mnh.
You ain't got no patent on suffering.
We all going through something.
We just got to... we got to stick together.
Yeah, but what if dreams never come true?
Don't say that.
What if dreams never come true and this is as good as it gets?
Stop it.
I'm not gonna let that happen.
Okay?
I promise you, we are gonna make it out of here together.
Hey.
And I'm gonna buy you a whole tub of batteries
in the meantime, hmm?
I love you, Pol.
I love you, too.
How is your boyfriend, Desna?
His name is Roller, right?
I didn't know you knew him.
I know a lot of things.
Well...
unfortunately, he died a few weeks ago.
Died?
Strong boy like that?
I don't believe it.
He was murdered. Yeah.
Robbery, drugs.
Oh, that's unfortunate.
Back where I come from, when someone kills your family,
you hunt them down, beat them with a hammer,
and bury them alive in a barrel full of rats
so they can contemplate what they have done.
Take care, Desna.
It's always good to see you.
Spacibo.
Good to see you, too. Thank you.
Thank you, ladies.
Do svidaniya.
Okay, y'all, look.
I'm $15,000 short on paying that bloodsucking Husser back.
The sooner I do that, the sooner we can get the new salon,
so I want to play the idea game again.
And I don't want to hear nothing about abortions
or sadomasochistic sex shit.
Put your hand down, Virginia.
I know how we can sell the drugs and get some quick cash.
- I know what you like. - Oh, yeah.
- You want it? - Yeah, baby.
- Say my name. Britney! - Spears!
Heather, what the hell are you doing here?
I'm blackmailing you.
What do you want?
$15,000.
$15,000?
So, you're trying to rob me.
Oh, who do you think we are,
some multi-ethnic "Steel Magnolia" trash from Palmetto?
This is insane.
No, this is the part where you go get your rainy-day fund.
Okay. I'm okay. I'm fine.
I'll just go on J-date and I'll find myself
another freaky Jewish girl.
You can't be the only one.
Hey, girl.
Hey, girl. Ooh, I love those nails.
Thanks. Is, uh, Uncle Daddy in the back?
He's gonna want this.
No. He actually just left to go meet Bryce.
I'm not supposed to tell anybody this,
but you have the right to know, being Roller's girl and all.
Bryce figured out who killed Roller.
Seriously? Who?
Well, I mean, I don't know,
but when they find him, they're gonna kill him.
Oh, damn. Don't tell me Uncle Daddy charged interest.
He wasn't there, but Bryce knows who killed Roller
and he's out looking for him.
Oh, no, ma'am, no, ma'am.
Hold up. Do they know who did it?
Toby didn't say.
He's not answering.
Okay, y'all take Jenn home in case he comes there.
You stay with me in case they come back.
- Shit. - Go baby.
What if they think it was us?
We got to get out of here.
Come on.
God, finally. Where the hell are you?
Dr. Ken murdered Roller,
and Uncle Daddy wants me to kill him.
Dr. Ken?
Have you been watching "Scarface" again?
He has a gun in his safe...
the same kind of gun that shot up my brother's place.
Honey, he mourned for a month about his dead dog.
He is not a killer.
He also knew that Roller used the same password
- for everything. - This is not rational.
You sound insane.
Um, I think you're trying to prove something to Uncle Daddy.
No, I'm helping my brother!
I do this, and I'm done, all right?
This gets me out, babe. Trust me.
No, no.
Dean. Dean, I need you to go and pack a bag.
We're going to a hotel, okay?
Wait. W-Why?
For a staycation. Just go do it.
Hi, Virginia.
- Hi, Dean. - Uh...
can I at least stay in Virginia's room?
- No, Dean. - Hey, sugar dumpling.
I think you'd best tell the truth, don't you, boo?
Bryce didn't buy that credit-card bullshit.
Mm.
God damn, you're beautiful.
I'll be seeing you soon.
85% of hotels have bedbugs.
Go pack the bag, baby, please!
Please!
- Did you find him? - Yeah.
Uh, Bryce thinks that Dr. Ken killed Roller
and he's going after him.
What?
Bryce thinks Dr. Ken killed Roller.
Kenneth had nothing to do with this.
Yeah, I know.
Okay. You keep trying to find Bryce, and I'll find Ken.
Shit.
Don't try and stop me, Desna.
I made up my mind. I love her.
Ken, listen to me.
He-Hello?
Damn it.
I got to get to that engagement party.
Move, move.
Desna, what do you want me to do?
Watch him, Virginia.
When I first met Shelly, we were with Habitat for Humanity,
building a house for the underprivileged.
And when I saw her next,
I'd just finished a triathlon with a sprained ankle.
But Shelly still let me buy her a drink,
and at that moment, I knew she was special.
"Special"?
If you thought she was special,
why'd you take her bike-riding while wearing a fanny pack?
What dignified man does that?
Ken, don't you do this.
I'm... I'm trying to... I'm trying to save you, Shelly.
You're a loser and a fake.
Huh? How could you give this up, Shelly?
You don't want to live a life of missionary boredom.
You're not that kind of Jew. You and I are freaks, baby!
That Ken doll's never gonna make you squirt!
Never gonna make you squirt! I love you!
...guy that'd like cosplay.
2017 can suck on this Lebanese dong!
Hey! Hey!
What the hell?!
Wait! Hey! Get off! Hey!
Somebody help!
Help! Hey!