.
[bright tones]
- Previously on "Good Girls"...
You didn't want your cool, fancy new friends
to know about your broke-ass mom, right?
- You called them douchebags and date rapers.
You make fun of everyone,
but no one's life is a bigger joke than yours.
- Where are you going? - Dad's.
- Something's not adding up here.
A few weeks ago, that thing with the bank truck
burning up? Crazy how much it cost me.
- So you steal from me? - It wasn't really from you.
- It's still my ass on the line.
I got a family, man.
- Should have thought about that
before you messed with mine.
- What if they don't give me the money?
- Don't come out till they do.
- Big Kahuna. They want to meet with us.
- Kahuna Spas would love to be part of the ride.
- I got the account. - That's great!
- I also had to give them the books.
- Dean Boland, you are under arrest.
- Your husband pled guilty today.
He's protecting her.
- Tell me one thing. Was he part of it?
- There's got to be a way to get him out.
- He's the perfect fall guy.
- Is Dean okay? - That depends on you.
- He'll kill me. - We'll protect you.
- What could I even get on him? - Looks like plenty.
- Looks legit. Who made it?
- We both know how hard it is to find a good artist,
so I'm not gonna tell you. - Fair enough.
- So you approve? - Yeah.
[The Sandpipers' "Louie, Louie" playing]
♪
- ♪ Louie, Louie
♪ Ooh
♪ Me voy, me voy
♪ Ay-yi-yi, yi-yi-yi
♪ Louie Louie
♪ Ooh, me voy
- All you have to do is make the exchange.
- Unique New York, unique New York...
- And what if he figures it out?
- We'll protect you.
- Red leather, yellow leather. Red leather, yellow leather.
- His gun's the size of my arm.
- We're Secret Service.
- So?
- Ever seen "In the Line of Fire"?
- You'll take a bullet for me?
- He will.
- Betty Botter bought a bit of bitter butter,
but the bit of butter was too bitter for the batter.
♪
- ♪ Ay que me va hacer
♪ En caso me hacer despacio
- And what if he goes crazy or something, like kidnaps me?
- Already tagged his car.
You just do what you've always done.
[radio feedback]
- It's not gonna do that, is it?
- [sighs] Let's hope not.
- ♪ Me voy, me voy
- He knows. - He doesn't.
- Yeah, he does!
- He might.
- [angrily] Seriously?
- Tracker just went dead.
- I want a cop outside my house.
- That'll just draw attention.
- So will my dead body in the Detroit River.
- Let's not lose our heads here.
- I at least want my husband out.
- Not till we know where the money goes.
- I did everything you said!
- Except the only part that matters.
- That's not on me! - It kind of is.
- Trackers sometimes glitch.
- Wait, what is "a pet emergency"?
Because this is an actual emergency.
- Nanny flaked.
- Where's Dad? - Chicago.
Some zit cream convention.
- Yes! Samples.
Why do none of these freaking things work?
- [crying]
- Well, how does tomorrow help me when the meeting is today?
Okay, okay, okay.
Why don't you just let me know about Gizmo's MRI?
Okay? Bye.
- Why don't you just get somebody to cover for you?
- Because it's not like your mini-mart.
I own the company.
- So reschedule the meeting.
- It's a whole thing with the bank.
- I could take him.
- Really?
- You have school.
- Well, can't he skip?
- It's one day.
- You always did, right?
- Not happening, my friend.
- Mom, what is she supposed to do?
- Uh, I don't know. Find literally anyone else.
- There's no one else. - [stammers]
[sighs]
What about the retired guy who sleeps on his front porch?
- He's not allowed around kids.
- Your pool guy's like family.
- Smokes weed all day in his truck.
- Come on. Alex'll bring me my homework.
- I'll do it.
- But Alex will be at school.
- No, no, I...
I mean I will watch Dakota.
- [Dakota crying]
- Sorry.
Why can't I do it?
- You can't even take care of the turtle.
- How was I supposed to know that that green stuff was mold?
- You can't even change a light bulb.
- Those are all duds.
[scoffs] Obviously, I...
tried that. Look, I raised you.
- Barely.
- Excusez-moi?
- Auntie Beth took me every day.
- Yeah, because I was finishing 11th grade.
- You know, it's fine. I'm just gonna figure it out.
- Drop the kid.
- It's very sweet of you to offer--
- Do you remember when they found that toddler
wandering alone in the woods?
He made it for three days on his own.
I'm only one day.
- If anything happens--
- Nothing's gonna happen.
- Something's gonna happen.
- Come on. [stammers]
- Okay. All right.
The wipes are under the diapers.
- Check. - The butt rash stuff
is in the side pocket. - Check.
- The binky is in a Ziploc with the snacks.
- Checkity-check-check.
- And Mommy will always, always love you.
[strained] So, so much.
- I think that's enough. Go, go.
Go. - [sighs]
- Go! - Okay.
- [babbles]
- Guess I got school.
- [crying]
[phone buzzes]
- Hey, baby.
- I forgot the sauce.
- What are you talking about?
- The chimichurri for your lunch.
- Ooh. Doesn't need it.
- Meatloaf, and no chimichurri? - [chuckles]
Don't worry about it. - I'll just drop it off.
- Nah. - I'm in the neighborhood.
- No, no, no, no, no. It's crazy here.
You know how it is on Wing Wednesday.
- I'm not getting on the pole, Stan.
I'll just put it in the fridge.
- I already ate it. - You did?
- Well, I'm eating now.
- Not too dry? - Mm-mm.
Mmm, it's just as good sans sauce.
Mmm. Yep.
- I find that hard to believe.
- You want me to lie to you?
- Just want to make sure you're taken care of.
- Always, baby.
- Cool.
Later, Hill.
- [dryly] Later, Hill.
[muffled hip-hop music playing]
♪
- Psst.
I'll take that sauce, if you offering.
- Dean hides junk food.
Where were you last night?
What are you doing?
- You better watch your back.
[door opens and shuts]
.
- Maybe he doesn't know.
- At a minimum,
he suspects.
I read about this lady
who turned on her drug dealer in Florida.
- Stop reading those. - Wired up.
Surveillance helicopter tracked her.
The whole shebang.
- That doesn't mean it's gonna be us.
- They found her stuffed in a suitcase.
- I can't.
- She was shot
with the gun that the cops sent her to buy.
- I cannot.
- At the airport.
- How is this helping?
- She was his carry-on.
- [crying] - It's like...
I give him the baba, 'cause he acts like he wants it,
but then he doesn't want it.
And then, when I take it away, he wants it again.
Like, what?
- Why'd you bring him here? - [groans]
[sighs]
I've tried everything.
- Excuse me?
- I mean, there's heavy machinery.
- I mean, I've gone all Harvey Karp on his ass at this point.
I mean, with the shushing and the swaddling and the shaking.
- Shaking's not one of 'em.
- This is exactly why I need you.
Oh--oh, now you want it.
- We have bigger problems here.
- Will you just give it to him, please?
- No way, this is a sick, twisted little game
he's playing, and I'm not gonna give in.
- Give me that. - What?
[crying stops]
- What's up your butt?
- I'll tell you what isn't.
- Oh...huh.
- What?
- I don't know. It's just not what I imagined.
- What did you imagine?
- I don't know. Something sleeker.
This is kind of giving me, like, '90s pager vibes.
- She's not wrong.
- I mean, not something to track a car.
- [crying] - God.
[doorknob clicks] - Kid's hungry.
You got a bottle?
- [stammers] I...
It's...
- Seconds count.
Shh. Got a lovey?
- What is--what's a--
oh, that.
- Shh.
You're not gonna need those.
- He doesn't want the drop?
- It's not drop day. [shushing softly]
- What day is it?
- Hey, just go get in the car.
- Um, she--she can't.
- I can't.
- And why is that?
- The baby.
- What about it?
- I can't be left alone with him.
- And what about you? - My kids are grown.
- Then this won't be fun.
- "Seafare Pool and Patio."
Hmm. That sounds nice.
- Back on the horse.
- Do what you love, you don't work a day in your life.
- Too bad my boss is such a D-I-C-K.
- You can swear in here.
- [sighs] She's the worst.
- She can't be worse than Gayle.
Are you kidding me?
- Who else would hire me?
- [scoffs]
Bet she loves that I'm in here.
[sighs]
- Well, made any friends?
- It's not a frat.
- At least you get to work out. - Mm-mm.
You have to be in the Blood Lords to use the equipment.
- Well, what about classes, you know, like art?
You know, pass the time?
- We can't use paintbrushes anymore.
- Why? - This lifer.
He plucked the guard's eyeball out with one.
- Ooh...that's raw, dawg.
- I gotta get out of here, man.
- Well, how's Beth doing with the bail?
- [scoffs] I think she wants me in here.
King me.
- Why would she want that?
- So she can hump the tats off her boyfriend.
[scoffs] - Hmm.
I'm gonna get you out.
- How are you gonna score 100 grand?
- Let me worry about that.
- You live in a basement. - You're my best friend.
- With a roommate.
- Your move.
- Are you letting me win?
[checkers clacking]
- Don't get too comfy in here.
[door buzzes]
- Oh, no, no. No, I'm good, man.
- Come on. Join me.
- Ah, you know, it's the middle of the day.
- That's why I don't wear a watch.
Come on.
- Yeah. [sighs]
- You're a good guy, Stan.
- Yeah. Thanks.
- You're funny.
You know how to talk to people.
Not too bad on the eyes, either.
- What's that? - You work out?
- Uh, yeah.
You know, I hit the gym when I can.
- Bet those girls at the club
can't keep their hands off you, huh?
Stanimal! Huh?
- Hey, man, there's no touching in the champagne room.
- Don't gotta worry about me.
- Who I gotta worry about? Jane?
- Someone I want to be in business with.
- Why me?
- I can't seem to close her.
- I have a wife. - Oh.
Oh, the bitch who stole my money.
- Come on now.
- I'd be happy to put her to work,
if you're not up to it.
She's in room 216.
- What's the deal?
- [crying]
- It's easier if you put it on the side.
- What, are you on crack?
- She is not.
- The middle's the safest spot in the vehicle.
- Whatever works.
- Let's roll.
- Y'all realize we're using a baby as a human shield.
.
- [crying]
- You're gonna need this...
and this.
- Why can't he do it?
- Boss is laying low.
- And why can't you do it?
- You're the banker.
- Maybe it'll be okay.
- How so?
- You can't kill the banker.
- Unless...
whoever's waiting behind that door is gonna take you out.
- Not every thought in that head has to come out.
- Oh, plus he took the tracker,
so they have no idea where we are.
- There's another one.
[footsteps approaching]
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- [singing in French]
- Hello?
♪
Hello?
♪
- Is anybody here?
♪
- Nobody move!
Give me the '52 Mantle rookie.
♪
- Can I help you?
- Uh...
I'm the banker?
[phone chiming]
[ascending tone]
- Is she alive? - No.
- What? - No, it's Nancy.
She wants proof of life.
Oi...okay.
[keys clacking, message sending]
- Could have used one of those from Stan.
- Why? Where's he at?
- Not anywhere he says he is.
- I thought he, like, lived at work.
- That's what he says.
- Where's the man work?
- Um, Sweet P.'s.
- [snorts] The place with the shaved ham?
- Oh, whoa! We prefer "gentleman's club."
- Why?
- I mean, you gonna say it or am I?
- Come on.
- Say what? - He's a bouncer.
- And I bet those chicks know how to show their appreciation.
- Okay, you know what? This is a family matter, so--
- Um, you don't know my husband.
- You're right.
Man's got lady gardens in his face all day.
I bet he can't wait to get home.
- No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no.
- He is always tired.
- 'Cause he's always working.
- In lady gardens.
- I'm the banker.
[XVOTO's "Mommy Can't Sleep" playing]
♪
Excuse me.
- Yeah. Give me a minute.
- I'm the banker.
[rock music]
- I'll be right back.
♪
- ♪ I don't wanna be here
♪ I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna be here ♪
- I'm the banker.
- ♪ Why'd you bring me here?
♪ Giving me bad dreams
♪ Can't scream, bad dream
♪ How did I wake up surrounded by walls? ♪
♪ How did I break all my bones? ♪
♪ Keep banging the concrete
- I'm the banker.
I'm the banker.
Heard of me?
Yeah. The banker.
♪
- ♪ Mommy, wake up, I can't sleep ♪
♪ I need some comfort from my dreams ♪
♪ I swear I saw you dancing
♪ With some specters
- I'm the banker, bitch.
- What did you just call me?
- I'm sorry.
I'm the banker.
- The what?
- Who's the owner here?
- My mom.
- Is she available?
- She's, uh--she's sick.
- Well, did she happen to leave any cash around?
- Let me see here.
I got gold bars. Bunch of diamonds.
Nope.
No cash.
- Okay.
Your mother pays my employer monthly.
- For what?
- Well, I guess you could say
for protection.
- From who?
- From him.
- Get out of here.
- I'm sorry if this is a hard time--
- What do you want me to do?
- Maybe shoot her a quick call?
- Sure.
Yeah, I'll just have the nurse hold up the phone
to her dialysis machine, and you can shake it down.
- Okay. I feel terrible--
- It'll just magically turn into an ATM.
- Is there anyone else here I could talk to?
- What is wrong with you?
- I just need my money.
- Or what?
.
- [slurps]
Text you back yet?
You know, the nipples,
the G-strings.
It's just what he does.
It's not who he is.
Are you gonna finish that?
- Oh, my God. Will you turn the heat down?
It's like Arizona in here.
- Little guy sleeps better when it's warm.
- He hasn't woken up yet.
[phone chimes]
No! My God.
- Just get it already. - She's trying to FaceTime me.
- I'll get it. - Oh, yeah, sure.
Because the complete stranger with the--
this whole message is really gonna calm her down.
[sighs] [ascending tone]
Oh, Jesus.
She finished early.
We...
- You got it? - Yep, all there.
[zipper unzips]
- You sure?
- Positive.
- 'Cause if not, you'll have a situation.
- Do you want to count it? - It won't be on me.
- Let me guess.
- He trusts you.
- I hate to make this about me,
but, uh, any chance we could get this show on the road?
[Sandy Szigeti's "Feel Good" playing]
- ♪ Do you remember when you were quite small? ♪
♪ Your cotton pigtail and school in the fall? ♪
♪ Autumn leaves blanket the earth ♪
♪ A new season was given birth ♪
♪ To feeling that warms the soul ♪
♪ Another rescue for the cold ♪
♪ Feel good, feel good
♪ Feel fine
♪ For such a lovely day
♪ Feel good, feel good
♪ Feel fine
♪ Oh, years gone by
♪ Can you remember?
♪ So cold that Christmas brings a warm December ♪
♪ Think of the many years gone by ♪
♪ Turn the pages and give it a try ♪
♪ Feel good, feel good
♪ Feel fine
♪ Oh
♪ Such a
♪ Lovely day
♪
♪ Fantasy
♪ Is sometimes real
♪ Can you understand?
♪
♪ Life is hard, and you felt what I feel ♪
♪
♪ Someone takes your hand
- Mommy.
Can I play a game on your phone?
- Yeah.
Just be careful with it.
- Y'all open?
- Told you to get out.
- What about with one of these in your face?
It's just your basic Glock, right?
Front and rear sights. Polymer grip.
Extractor. Slide.
Slide release.
Blah-blah-blah.
- What am I supposed to do with it?
- Pick it up.
- No, I don't want it. - Yeah.
And my daughter doesn't want to wear a helmet
when she rides her scooter, but you know what?
Bad things happen.
I'm sure your mom would agree.
- I'm gonna call the cops.
- Go ahead.
He'll just send someone else.
- It's not fair.
- That's what the gun's for.
- All right.
- Oh! I almost forgot.
Better watch your back.
- "Sleep tight, goose. Sleep tight, moose.
Sleep tight, bear with the fuzzy, fuzzy hair."
- I meant to be here sooner. - Hey.
- There were, like, a million documents to sign.
- It's fine. We just got out of the bath.
- Oh, how's my little man?
Hello. - Still breathing.
- Hello. - [babbles]
- When did you last change him?
- Oh, just now.
- Mm-mm.
Okay, okay.
- [crying]
- [gasps]
What is that?
- His ding-a-lingy.
- It's a rash. Did you use the cream?
- Yeah, of course.
- Which one?
- The one that said "diaper cream."
- There are two. I told you to use the one
in the side pocket. - What's the difference?
- One works, and one does not.
- Then why do you have the other one?
- In case of emergency.
- That makes no sense.
- Well, now he's got a rug burn on his crotch.
- Well, he didn't tell me that he was--
- Because he can't speak. - No, I mean he didn't indicate
that he was uncomfortable. - You know what?
Just get me a new diaper, please.
Okay. Okay.
Yes, we're gonna fix this.
- I'm sorry. I--
- No, no, you know what? It's my fault.
- Why?
- Because I left a child
with a child.
Okay. Almost.
Okay.
All right. What do I owe you?
- Nothing.
- Fine.
[murmuring] Okay.
[sighs] Okay.
- I, um...
Really, really, really wanted
to get this one right.
- Why?
- I don't know. I guess just to know I could.
Sorry.
- Tell it to his little sack.
[door shuts]
- [grunts] - Jesus!
- Rough day?
- Uh, not what I planned.
- You got something you want to tell me?
[solemn music]
♪
.
[dramatic music]
♪
- 'Cause I'd really love to hear from you.
♪
Straight from the banker's mouth.
[tense music]
♪
- I'm sorry. What?
- Books didn't balance.
- Oh, um...
One of your customers needed a little bit more persuading.
That's this month and next.
- Well, good.
I'm glad it didn't have to get messy.
- Glad it's done.
- What's that?
Oh, darling, no, no. We're just getting started.
- Why?
- 'Cause I gotta sit tight.
- Why me?
- You're my girl.
Unless...
you're not.
- It just, you know,
feels a little risky.
- How's that?
- Shaking down all these people
when maybe someone is still watching.
- Yeah, but all they'll see is you.
So...
[munching]
[indistinct chatter on TV]
- Whoa. - Hmm?
- You still going, huh?
- Is that a problem?
- Can you take Harry to quiz bowl tomorrow?
- Let me check.
You like mama's new purse?
- Yeah.
- You think I'm worth it?
- Of course you are.
- Who is she?
- Who are you?
- It's so obvious. I can't even believe it.
- You're going through my car now?
What's next, my email? - Oh, I already did that.
- Oh, so what, you think I'm some kind of player?
- Exhausted all the time. Coming home all late--
- He had me making a business deal.
- Body glitter? - I mean, listen.
Don't get me wrong. She would've--
- Smelling like all kinds of wrong.
- Excuse me. That's part of the job.
- What about the lying straight to my damn face?
- I am not sleeping around.
- Is that part of the job too?
- It is when you put me in this.
- What does that mean?
- Who you think's paying off your debt?
- You said insurance covered it.
- It's not about money.
- What's it about then?
- [sighs]
You can't just take from a guy like him.
- Jesus.
- Yeah.
- What's he got you into?
- Whatever Gene needs.
- For how long?
- How long you into it with your guy?
Nah, keep it.
It looks real, right?
- Perfect.
I mean, close. - Mm-hmm.
There's 300 more coming right behind it.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Why?
- I just never knew you had a floor.
- It's wood.
- Who knew?
- Oh, hey, by the way, the kitch is fully stocked.
You got your sour gummy candies,
your sweet gummy candies, and then a bunch
of the really sour-sweet ones.
- Is this 'cause of the baby thing?
- What baby thing?
- What Nancy said about Dakota.
- What'd she say?
- That he loved you, and you did really awesome.
- Cool.
[sighs]
- Mom? - Yeah?
- Why'd you take the turtle out?
- I didn't.
[chill music]
♪
- How'd you do it?
♪
- Look, I'm not some big, dirty thug.
I can't keep doing this.
- You don't have much of a choice.
- Well, can't we just
sit tight?
- Like I said,
don't have much of a choice.
- Why?
- 'Cause I also have people that I answer to.
Oh, and, uh,
they're gonna want to meet you.
- He's got a boss.
.
[tense music]
♪