- Previously On "Good Girls"...
- I had him recall the nail polish.
- What's that?
- Oh, we had to change the formula.
- Change it back.
- There is a nail salon selling 'em for $200 a bottle.
- Nail salon robbed. Guess what they took.
- I figured out who we should help.
I got their daughter's kidney.
- You had pizza with your therapist?
- He's helping me. It's like a study buddy.
- I wanted to introduce you to Lila.
Thought you could use a real tutor.
- What are you guys into? - We have fun.
- Dr. Cohen.
- I quit my job today. - Why?
- I kissed my boss.
- We have enough to hire Max's cousin.
You're gonna need a sniper. I know a guy.
- How does this work?
- Say I'm your lawyer...
trial itself will run you 60 grand.
So how is Friday... morning?
- That works.
[Fanny's "Old Hat"]
- How are we gonna know?
- It's not like they're gonna run his mugshots in the obits.
- And do we get a phone call or...
- He just said 11:00 on Friday.
[soft pop music]
♪
- It's 10:56.
♪
- You're dead. - No, you're dead.
- You are!
♪
- 10:57.
♪
- It'll be good to be normal again.
- Be whatever we wanna be. - Finally.
- Dude.
- I just wanna be a good person again.
- ♪ Why must it be?
- Just some...
normal mothers with a lucrative side hustle...
- ♪ They mean so much to me
- Minus the... serial killing extortionist psychopath.
Know what I mean?
- ♪ Do what you feel
♪
♪ Do what you feel is good and do it right away ♪
- The deed is done.
- ♪ 'Cause it's for you, my love ♪
♪ And if you're ever around
- How do you know?
- Dog just looked at us.
- So?
- So... dogs don't just stop and stare.
His spirit has passed.
- What time do you have?
- 11:01.
- ♪ To have you home, have you home ♪
- It's over.
♪
- ♪ To have you home
- Darrel sees all the action because he's a center.
- Well, guess what.
If you don't feed Darrel the puck,
he doesn't see anything.
A great defensive man keeps his team in the game.
That's way more valuable than scoring a couple points.
Do you remember when...
Darrel peed himself in the third period?
[laughter]
We all saw that.
- We had to Zamboni.
- Ah, ah, ah, don't eat the fries.
Okay.
Here you go, my man.
I threw in a little extra hot sauce for you, so...
- Where's the ranch? - Oh, did you request that?
- I put it in the notes area. - Oh, I see the problem here.
You put it in the delivery notes,
not the menu notes.
- What's the difference?
- Well, delivery note's more for, like, a gate code
or if the dog's out...
- I can't eat wings without ranch, dude.
- Oh, yeah, sorry, we don't do returns.
Fries are yours.
- Yo.
- Yo, what's good, dog?
- You remember Uncle Darren, right?
- Thought you were gonna be with your tutor today.
- I leveled up. Tch.
- I also offer college prep, you know, when it's time.
- Oh, he's gonna need all the LSATs, GMATs, MCATs,
all the ATs.
- 'Cause I'm gonna be a lawyer, doctor, Wall Streeter?
- Okay, go do your homework please.
Go on.
- Dream it, believe it, be it.
- [whistles]
Intense. - Yeah.
But, you know, he's really counting on me,
so I gotta pass this thing.
- All right, so check it.
300 for the ID, another hunny for travel and incidentals.
Then there's my fee... that's another grand.
- Well, how much to just not look like a dummy?
- Uh, same fee, but, you know, for friends and family...
yeah, I could finagle a low-interest student loan.
- You know what? I'll just pay it.
- [humming "Pomp and Circumstance"]
[singing together]
- Buh-buh-buh-bum!
[both continue humming]
♪
- Congratulations.
- Couldn't have done it without you.
- Two, three, four.
And exhale, two, three...
- You sweat like cold cuts on a counter.
- Hey, put that back. - I'm thirsty.
- It's 10 bucks. - You have to pay?
- You don't?
- DL Dave said I could put stuff on his tab.
- What? - Two, three, four...
- [sighs]
Who can I plow to get that arrangement?
- Lisa from counterterrorism's game.
- Take it easy. Now, what do we got?
- Most of the women there that day live in a shelter.
- Mm, easy to pin it on. - Or they just need the money.
- Convenient.
- That shade goes for a lot on eBay.
God knows why... it's dreadful.
- Why were they there? - Some weird church event.
- Who planned it? - You're fishing.
- Figure out who brought 'em in.
- What are you gonna do? - Raid your minibar.
- I threw it all up already. - You gotta stop doing that.
- I need you to go to the fancy grocery store.
- My parents are coming?
- It's way worse. - Who?
- Donor family.
Sara invited them to dinner.
- No. - She's cleansing her soul.
- What?
Can't she, like, save a rainforest or something?
- I told her to do it.
- We danced... - I know.
- The day their kid died. - Baked potatoes, yeah?
- Every holiday, every birthday...
- Twice baked... everyone loves those.
- Whenever I see my baby girl, I wanna dance.
- I know.
- So how the hell am I supposed to look those people in the eye
when I danced on their daughter's grave?
- They're coming in from Madison.
- Call it off.
- Our souls could use some housekeeping too.
I still need a dessert.
- I'll make my sweet potato pie.
[Dionne Warwick's "Don't Make Me Over"]
- ♪ Don't make me over
♪ Now that I'd do anything for you ♪
♪ Don't make me over
♪ Now that you know how I adore you ♪
♪ Don't pick on the things I say ♪
♪ The things I do
♪ Just love me with all my faults ♪
♪ The way that I love you
♪ I'm begging you
♪ Don't make me over
♪ Now that I can't make it without you ♪
♪
- What are we celebrating?
- Nothing. [chuckles]
- I would just really like to know where we're going.
- Oh, you will. - When?
- When we get there.
- If there's some kind of problem...
- How much cut have you got now?
- I don't know.
- Where's it all going, Elizabeth?
- What do you mean?
- What are you buying with it?
Yeah, see?
That's why we're here.
Set me up, please. Thank you.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Everything okay with the last batch?
- Mm-hmm.
♪
- We're actually printing tonight,
so if you, uh, like if you wanted to,
we could do the drop-off early.
- That won't be necessary.
♪
- So last time you were cash heavy, things got tricky...
'cause you and your girls went stupid
and burned it with the Feds.
[murmurs]
You don't turn this properly, you will attract attention.
You need a system.
I'ma ask you again.
Where's it been goin'?
- Somewhere safe.
- What, like a mattress?
- Yeah. - Except you ain't got one.
Where's the money going?
- I can't tell you.
- Then I can't cut you in anymore.
- You hungry?
- No.
- Mind if we stop at IHOP?
- Who does he think he is anyway, your father?
I mean, taking away your allowance?
- How?!
- It's like, what's next? You know?
Put away your toys or you're grounded?
- How is he still alive?
- Hey, Dad, it's my money. You know?
It's like... [scoffs]
- And, like, what am I supposed to say?
"Don't worry about it. It went to a good cause.
I put a hit out on you.
- That did not happen.
Unkillable. Unhuman.
- You know what I would really love?
Is if he would just show up at one of your houses next time
so you know what it's like to think on your feet.
- There shouldn't be a next time 'cause we already paid.
Old boy's gotta go.
- Hi, I am here to see a Mr. James Fitzpatrick.
- Who, may I ask, is inquiring?
- Uh, a customer?
- Yeah, a very upset customer, so...
- Uh, do you know how much overnight costs?
- I don't work here.
- Oh, I'm sorry, I just...
I thought 'cause of your shirt.
- I can help you, sir. - See...
- I'm sorry, but Mr. Fitzpatrick
is not available at the moment.
- But he's back there.
- But not available.
- Tell him that Beth is here.
- Again, I am so sorry, but I...
- Boland.
- Oh, hold on.
[keyboard keys clicking]
He left something for you.
- What the hell is this?
- He said it was like hiring a lawyer.
They charge by the hour.
- And then do nothing? - Yes, like a lawyer.
- 11,000 in incidentals.
- I'm sorry, why does he need the omakase
to not kill gang friend?
- And what is "OT"?
- Occupational therapy for manual dexterity.
- What, like his trigger finger is sore or something?
- [shrilly] How is that on us?
- You guys...
That's him.
- That's him?
Well, I'm telling his clown ass that we're not paying
for his spray tan sessions.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up.
- Oh, he plays the cello? - That's a guitar.
- It's a cello. The case gives it away.
Has a much narrower neck
and a more cambered fingerboard.
- That's no cello.
[engine turns]
- Think he's gonna smoke someone?
- Oh, boy.
- Here we go.
["Deleters" featuring Angus Andrew]
[synth punk music]
♪
- It's a mob hit. Classic.
♪
- Nope.
- Huh.
♪
- Oh, God. Oh, my God!
- Jesus.
- Who would want her dead?
- She looks so sweet!
♪
- I'd feel a whole lot better if he carried a wallet.
♪
- Oh, my God, it's a school.
- Oh, no.
♪
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Daddy!
- Hmm...
- It's a cello.
- Uh-oh.
♪
- We should get out of here. - How?
♪
- He's already seen us.
- And we've seen too much.
♪
- Do not.
♪
- What's he gonna do?
- Give us a lollipop?
- [tapping]
- All right, fine, open it.
- I didn't know your daughter went here.
It's got a great... music program.
- Ms. Marks, Ms. Hill.
- Hey - 'Sup?
- Why are you following me?
- Um...
Just... curious...
about the state of our lawsuit.
- It's not moving forward.
- We already paid for it.
- Yeah, and you billed us for more.
- If you refer to article 3-A in the contract you signed,
I have the right to terminate due to breach.
- How did we breach?
- Failure to disclose the nature
of your relationship with the target.
- What does that mean?
- Which one of you engaged in flagrante delicto?
- Excuse me?
- Who boned him?
He go for a ride on the jazzy?
- [stammering]
- What about you, little bird?
- Why does it matter? - I don't do jilted lovers.
- Uh, okay, no one was jilted.
- There it is.
- Come on, man. It was one and done.
- I mean, for the most part.
So this is where you draw your line?
- Crimes of passion get messy.
- Okay, again, the word passion...
- Clients, they have regrets, they start talking.
Before you know it, I have to dispose of everyone involved.
And on my own dime no less.
- Well, we're not paying for this.
- You don't want this going to collections.
- Oh, my.
- Is that his tongue?
- It's a nasty process.
- So here's your registration.
Check the box for Muskegon.
That's where my hookup is. - Cool.
Oh, hey, you know how you have that friends and family loan?
- How sick is this? Look at this.
Made the middle name Annie so it's like, you know,
named after my mom or something.
[both laugh] - That's tight.
Um, instead of a loan... - Same social though.
- What about like a... scholarship?
You know, for high achievers such as myself.
- You don't have the money do you?
- I... I will.
- When? - [sighs]
That's the gray area. - Bruh!
- Dude, dude, dude, I had it. - Dick move.
- No, no, no, I just got hit
with something majorly big, okay?
- You still owe me for the ID.
- Come on, Boo. It's just...
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I do this for you,
every loser jonesing for a diploma's
gonna want a piece, so no. Uh-uh.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
How am I supposed to do this without you?
- I don't know. Maybe study?
[door opens] - [huffs]
[door closes]
- Thanks again for making the trip.
- Uh... I hope you brought your appetite.
- [laughs]
- I hope this wasn't too much trouble.
- It was nothing. - [chuckling]
- Looks like Thanksgiving.
- [chuckles]
- And we have so much to be thankful for.
- Well, dig in, everyone.
- Okay, let's, let's, uh...
- See what happens, right? - I'm so hungry.
- Mmm. Hmm?
- I'm sorry. Would you mind?
- Ever since, uh...
We always say a blessing.
- Where did my manners go? - Must be somewhere.
[laughter]
- Okay. Mmm.
Okay. Here we go.
- Bless us, oh Lord, for these thy gifts
we are about to receive.
Give us grateful hearts for all thy mercies
and bless our loved ones, especially our dear Heather
who we know would love to be here tonight...
but she is here, right hon? - Mm-hmm.
- And we thank you, Lord, for carrying her spirit on
in beautiful Sara.
- Whew. Wow.
[chuckles] That ham though.
Mm-hmm. Thank you, Lord.
- Oh.
- Huh?
- Stan.
- Oh, okay, all right.
Okay.
- And Lord, you know...
Um, everything Carl said...
[chuckles]
And, uh, just wanna
thank you for blessing us with the opportunity
to meet these guys,
and so happy and glad my baby girl
could make this happen.
Obviously, you know, we wished it was, uh,
under different circumstances, but, you know,
you work in mysterious ways, and God bless the food, amen.
- Now can we eat?
- Oh!
[laughter]
- Yes. - [chuckles]
- Oh... - So, um...
how was the trip down?
- Oh, we took the bus.
- That's a... 16-hour trip.
- Oh, not for us. - [laughs]
- We could only afford to go as far as Kenosha,
so we did a bit of a ride share
situation from there.
- Where's your car?
- Um... - Oh.
- We sold it after, um, Carl lost his job.
- But, you know,
I've been doing so much walking.
I dropped my cholesterol 50 points.
Doctor's pleased.
[laughter] So...
- [chuckles]
- And the people at the church
have been real kind, pitching in.
- Mm, yes.
And what can you do?
When life gives you lemons, you can't rob a bank.
- [chuckling] - Ha ha ha ha!
- So, um, how are you gonna get back?
- Can we buy 'em a bus ticket?
- Yeah. - Oh.
- We can work something out... - We can work something out.
- No, no, we're not here for handouts.
Although, I would try some of those
delicious-looking mashed potatoes.
[light laughter]
- Here ya go.
- No, from here it's easy.
A daughter of a friend of ours has offered to drive us
as far as Lancing.
And now, from there, it's what many would call
a scenic hike up in God's country
where, uh, if my wife's ankles hold up,
we'll just take one day to get back to the interstate.
- We'll work this off, huh?
Good heavens! - Well, we'll have to.
- Such good people. - I know.
- We're not. - I know.
- How do we get back to that?
- Sweet potato pie comin' in hot.
- We still have that pressure washer?
- What is that?
- Everyone wants hot sauce, so I went to Costco.
I got a vat of the stuff and those little plastic cups
so I could just dispense it from the backseat.
It's pretty smart, right?
- It's why you're five star.
- Yeah, well, hot sauce in a hot car...
- Oh, my God. - Just...
- Ugh! - Everywhere.
I'm so sorry, Beth.
- Why?
- 'Cause I... I can't do it.
- [sighs]
Then don't.
- [chuckles]
Well, how are we supposed to, I mean...
- Well, what do you wanna do?
Hot tubs.
[punchy music]
Rich people love 'em, negotiable prices...
[both speaking Spanish, laughing]
Financing plans, layaway...
there's, like, a million ways to cook the books.
It's not regulated. There's no licensing.
Any idiot can sell them,
and I know just the guy.
You said I needed a system.
This is my system.
- [chuckles] Sistema.
♪
[clack!] [ball clattering]
- Go ahead and hate it because you didn't think of it,
but your stupid carwash,
it's one of the IRS's first targets
right behind coin laundromats.
I Googled it. Guess what's not on the list.
Hot tubs.
- They're called spas.
Pay her. Deduct the artwork.
- Good morning, Mrs. Boland. - Get him.
- I don't believe that I have another package for you today.
- Get him. I have his money.
I just have a few questions. - Hm?
- What does omakase have to do with it?
- It means entrusting yourself to the chef.
Typically off menu, locally driven, sushi grade...
- I mean how does it help...
With killing a man?
- Your lover enjoys a two-hour omakase lunch every Friday.
Never misses.
After, he goes out into the parking lot
and has a chat with the chef. It's an opportunity.
He then does various business with people
who would make my work difficult.
Not an opportunity.
On Tuesdays, he plays tennis at a very posh country club.
You'll see the charge for the valet in there.
He does shower after in an unattended locker room.
It's another opportunity.
You see where I'm headed with this?
I didn't put in all the details because then I would
have to charge you for the time it took to explain them.
- Story of my life. - What's that?
- Missed opportunities.
- One thing I couldn't figure out...
Married mother of four, Junior League, PTA,
winner of the state fair mini muffin baking competition
three years running. - You dig deep.
- So how's a lady like you get involved
with a guy like that?
- I was just bored.
- Tomorrow at noon... I'll text you the address.
Let me get that for you. - Thank you.
- I am gonna replace this thing.
- Oh, my lord!
- I didn't know what you guys like, so...
- I've never had crepes.
- I did a bit of everything.
- Ohh!
Mmm.
- So you sleep okay? Harry's bed's a little tight.
- That comforter is like sleeping on a cloud.
- Right? His grandma gave it to him.
- Aw.
You guys are so lucky.
- So I made some sandwiches for the road,
and we can pack up some treats.
- Oh, you're amazing.
- If there's anything we can do, don't hesitate.
- How about a car?
- Pardon?
- Mm, Carl's too proud to ask.
- I know it seems like we're doing okay,
but I promise you,
the struggle is real everywhere.
- Is it?
- We work triple shifts and juggle bills,
max out credit cards.
- Your daughter is sleeping safe in her bed.
- Ooh, is the duchess coming to breakfast?
- [laughs]
- 'Cause this can't be for us. Is it?
- Honey, that is just the kind of people they are.
- Well, it's like having our own restaurant.
Oh.
- Look at that. I think it's fresh squeezed.
[TV in background]
- What is this?
- It's "Naked and Afraid," dog.
- You should be studying.
- Look, this girl just ate part of a dead monkey.
- Why are your books in the trash?
- I think it's a foot or a thigh or something,
but now she can't stop pooping.
Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!
They were just about to airlift her out.
- You have a test!
- Can you relax? It got called off.
- By who?
- Me. - Why?
- Because I'm just not ready.
- You've been studying for months.
- Look, it's my life, okay?
- Fine. - Great.
- If you're done, so am I.
- Well... well, what does that mean?
- I'm not ready either.
- Wha... hey, hey, hey.
What... dah-dah-dah... Do not.
- "Lord of the Flies" essay is in here.
- Didn't you back it up? - Handwritten.
- No. - Biology book.
No more boring homework about chloroplasts.
- That is like half your grade.
- Who needs it?
I'll just work at the mini mart.
- That is not happening.
- Why not? Good enough for you.
[Bone Symphony's "One Foot In Front Of The Other"]
[new wave music]
♪
- ♪ Open your eyes
♪
♪ Careful surprise
♪
♪ A dream in disguise
♪ You know we can have it
♪ Well, I know we can do it you know we can do it too ♪
- How many Supreme Court justices are there?
- 11.
- ♪ But there's work to be done now work to be done ♪
♪ You've got to put one foot in front of the other ♪
- Who was the first president of the United States?
- Washington. - Yeah.
- Whoo!
♪
- ♪ Give it a chance
- Who authored the Emancipation Proclamation?
- Gotta be Lincoln. - Yeah.
- ♪ It's coming to life little by little ♪
- 63. Yeah.
Jealousy.
- ♪ Well, I know we can do it ♪
- Yeah. The Magna Carta.
- ♪ You know we can do it too ♪
- Yeah.
♪
- ♪ But there's work to be done now work to be done ♪
♪ You've got to
♪
♪ You've got to put one foot in front of the other ♪
♪ Put your other foot down, down, down, down ♪
- You're early.
- I can come back later.
- Don't be silly.
Good quality in a person.
- What are we doing here?
- You know the hardest part of what I do?
Doing a job without anyone knowing you did a job.
Take JFK for instance...
the grassy knoll, book depository...
so many theories, so much confusion
about where the bullet originated.
It was a perfect hit.
Have a look.
What do you see?
- A Greek deli, a donut shop, cell phone store, I don't know.
What am I looking at?
- Confusion. Do you have the time?
- It's 12:00.
- Perfect. Take another look.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Say when.
♪
[Angel Olsen's "Sweet Dreams"]
[rock music]
- Anytime you're ready.
♪
- Why is it up to me?
- You hired me to do a job. - Yeah, so you do it.
♪
- This way, I'm assured no regrets.
So what's it gonna be?
- ♪ Every time I close my eyes ♪
♪ Something small within me dies ♪
♪ Can't say if it's dark or bright ♪
♪ But it's all I've ever known ♪
♪ And when I sleep, I sleep alone ♪
- Do it.
- Now?
- ♪ Alone
- Now.
- ♪ Alone
[gunshot]
- You're ready.
- What?
- Gonna put you back in the schedule.
- Thank you.
Why'd you change your mind?
- We're alike, you and I.
- I don't know about that.
- I was... just bored too.
[knocking]
- Took you long enough. - Where is she?
- Well, couple of options here...
you keep taking it until you pass
or move to West Virginia and work the coal mines.
If you bring your own helmet,
I hear they hire you on the spot.
- They said I tested on the high end
for a sixth-grader.
- At least it was on the high end.
- You can go now.
- Right, get up. - Pass.
- You're coming with me. - Where?
- Field trip.
Just 'cause I'm British doesn't mean I play darts...
- Are you sure?
- Or cricket or rowing or rugby or...
- Oh, oh, of course not because you don't have any time
'cause you're always out on a fox hunt.
- I don't go on fox hunts!
- [laughs] - I'm scared of horses.
- Are you really? - Yeah.
- Ah, I wish I had a good therapist to give you.
- Outrageous. - [chuckles]
- How dare you? How dare you?
- You walked right into it. - Yeah [murmurs].
- [sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
God, I just... I feel so dumb.
- I know.
- I really, really tried.
- That's how you know you're not dumb.
- That makes no sense at all.
- I hoped you were too dumb to realize that.
- [laughs] Shut up.
- [chuckles]
- I mean, I wasted so much time studying.
- Yeah, I mean, not that much. You did fail.
- Like, I know that a logarithm is an exponent,
and I know the difference between a trope and a bromide,
and all the republics of Russia.
And for what?
- Well, if you can spell Chechnya,
that drink's on me.
- I thought it already was. - No stalling.
- Okay. [clears throat]
It's no problem. - Mm.
- It's, you know, C...
"Ech" N-Y-A.
- "Ech" is not a letter in any language.
- Well, that's what autocorrect is for, so...
[laughter]
- I, um...
I proposed to Lila...
Couple of nights ago.
- Congrats.
- I should go.
- It's fine. I got mine.
Couldn't spell it.
- Hey.
Where are the kids?
- You know what? I have no idea.
- Dean.
- I mean, they're here somewhere, I just...
- Hopefully alive.
- I've just been in this.
Welcome to Boland Bubbles.
- I'm not really in the market. I'm just browsing.
- Oh, well, as you look around,
keep in mind none of this is to scale.
Blue Legos are two-seaters, red, four-seaters,
and green are eight-seaters.
Let me know if you wanna try something out.
- You're gonna be great.
- Hey, Beth...
Thank you.
- For what?
- Getting me back in the game.
- I'm gonna go file the police report on our kids.
- [chuckles]
[TV on the Radio's "Young Liars"]
[experimental rock music]
♪
- It's not her.
- I think it's her. - Mm-mm.
Been a member of that church forever,
lives in her mother's house.
They got nothing in their bank accounts.
- So?
- So they're making
some of the best fake money I've ever seen.
You don't live a little?
- Well, she just bought a car for cash.
- Seriously? What kind?
- Well, not one she can afford.
♪
Guess where she works.
- ♪ Ooh, young liars
♪
♪ I said thank you for taking my hands ♪
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- ♪ And burying them deep in the world's wet womb ♪
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♪ Where no one can heed their commands ♪
♪ Except young liars
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♪ Young liars