.
- Previously, on "Good Girls"...
- Is all that from one night?
- I would love to hear about them private parties
you've been running behind my back.
- Ben threw a rager at our house.
- You didn't want your cool, fancy new friends
to know about your broke-ass mom, right?
- You called them douchebags and date rapers.
- If you're unhappy here,
you can always stay at your dad's.
- 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?
- Tell me one thing: was he part of it?
- There's gotta be a way to get him out.
- He's the perfect fall guy.
- It all started about a year ago.
- Doesn't matter.
Your husband pled guilty today.
- We pop gang friend. All of this goes away.
- You're gonna need a sniper. I know a guy.
- What do you want? - Pull up your pants
like a big boy and do your job.
Dear Dean, I'm gonna tell you
exactly what to do and how to do it.
[dramatic music]
.
[Yes' "Leave It" plays]
[vocalization]
- ♪ One down, one to go
♪ Another town, and one more show ♪
♪ Downtown, they're giving away ♪
♪ But she never came back
♪ Do do do do
♪ No phone can take your place ♪
♪ Do you know what I mean? do do ♪
♪ Two down, there ya go
♪ MacArthur Park in the driving snow ♪
♪ Uptown, they're digging it out ♪
♪ Better lay your claim, dum dum dum ♪
- What's it gonna be?
- Pop-Tarts.
- We don't have Pop-Tarts.
- Yes, we do. - Dad has them at the top.
- ♪ No illusions as we take ♪
♪ Refuge in young man's pleasure ♪
♪ Breaking down
the dreams we make ♪
- Wash them down with some OJ.
- Dad lets us have soda.
- ♪ Ah leave it
♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ Goodbye bad
♪ Leave it, hello, hello ♪
♪ Heaven
♪ Goodbye, goodbye, one down, one to go ♪
[knocking on door] ♪ Another town...
♪ Leave it
- Hi. We haven't actually met.
- Aren't you the Big Kahuna?
- Just Dave.
- Is Dean okay?
- That depends on you.
- ♪ Goodbye, goodbye
♪ Goodbye
- I only see whole milk.
- He'll kill me. - You have any almond or soy?
- We'll protect you. - He has people everywhere.
- No one will know you're with us.
- Except for your entire department.
- It'll just be me.
- And me.
- This boat--airtight. No holes.
- What could I even get on him?
- Looks like plenty.
- We need to know what he does with the money.
- Okay. Well, I'll just text him and ask, then.
- Seriously?
- I can't do this.
- Okay.
- Okay...
- Just might wanna give the rest of your posse a heads-up.
- Why?
- Because now, we have to round up everyone.
- Okay, I'm a mom.
Who's gonna believe that I wrote that?
- That's the gamble. Right?
Oh...
I used to do hearts over the Is.
[somber electronic music]
♪
[no sound] [somber music continues]
♪
- Hi. Fuel up.
- Ooh, early bird over here.
- Yeah. Gotta drink.
- Ah...I gotta go to bed.
- Got Harry's assembly this morning.
- Well, why can't you go?
- I am. They want us both. - [sighs]
Do private school parents have jobs? I mean...
- None that start before noon, apparently.
- Babe, I'm supposed to be on the clock in an hour.
- Another double.
- Gene needs me.
- What's this man got you doing?
- You know, just taking care of business.
- Excuse me.
- What? - Your hand!
What the hell is happening in the champagne room?
- You should see the other guy.
- I hope he's paying you overtime.
- I'm just trying to... keep on his good side.
- Please shower.
- [groans] Ah...
- Key's taped to the side.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
- I made a frittata.
- Gutsy. - Yeah.
I don't have to wake up at the crack anymore.
You know why? - Why?
- No child to get off to school.
Yeah, I got all the time in the world.
- Sounds like you're adjusting well.
- Mm-hmm. It's almost as if I never gave birth.
- What's in a frittata?
- You know...eggs.
- Well, how's it different from an omelet?
- I wanted to make a frigging frittata, okay?
I actually did.
But we don't get cell reception in my apartment,
and the internet was down,
and only Ben knows how to reset the box.
And I have this ringing in my ear,
so I wanted to look that up, but I couldn't,
because the internet and the resetting.
- Tinnitus. - Sure. Whatever.
The point is is that if Ben was here,
I wouldn't have even had to look it up,
because he's so much smarter than me and better than me,
and everything in my life is just a lot better
whenever he's with me.
- You don't have tinnitus.
- So, I, uh, purchased
some concert tickets.
- When I was a young chap... - I need him to come back.
- Dad and I used to collect butterflies.
- And I know you're gonna say that I'm bribing him,
but I'm telling you it works.
- I would run around the field, scooping up as many as I could,
and the net would snap their little wings.
- Jesus. No wonder you became a therapist.
- Dad would just stand perfectly still,
so they'd land on him.
- And then what, you'd take them home
and let them fly around your house like a weird pet?
- Mount them in decorative shadow boxes.
The point is, you can't use a net to get what you want.
- That's really an elaborate metaphor.
- You can't make someone like you.
- You know, I think Dahmer was a collector too.
- See you next week, Annie.
- I know. - Do you?
- I do.
- Because he's gonna-- - I know.
- Like, for real. - I know.
- We're dead.
- Okay, let's focus on the positive.
- They'll never find our bodies.
- We get to start over, which is a good thing.
- Assuming we can even deliver gang friend.
- And then they'll move us anywhere in the country.
- Do Alaska and Hawaii count?
- Probably. - To do what?
- Whatever we want. - What about Puerto Rico?
- I mean, if it's under their jurisdiction,
I don't see why not.
- They'll fully set us up. - House, car, job.
- American Samoa?
- Do you want to live in American Samoa?
- I wanna know that I could.
- It'll be like we never existed.
- Like we never put on those masks.
- Ooh, one thing.
Not a big deal. Real minor.
- All the territories count, Annie.
- Even Guam. - Okay!
The hitman.
I mean, wouldn't this whole deal go away
if your boy gets whacked?
One other thing.
- Where the hell'd he go?
- Son of a bitch!
.
- He changed his number, he pulled his child out of school.
I mean, this man has completely disappeared.
- Yeah. That's what we do before we, uh,
get to work, so to speak.
- But we don't want him to get to work.
- I can't just call off your hit.
- Why not?
- There's a code.
- Like an assassin's creed?
- I vouched for you guys, all right?
- We'll still pay him. - It just makes me look bad.
- Well, what if we pay you too?
- Yeah. Like a restocking fee.
- I don't need your money. - Just give us a phone number.
- Email. - Insta.
- Come on. We'll do anything.
- Anything?
- Yes.
- There's something I haven't been able to do
for myself lately.
- Uh-huh.
- I got needs. - Oh, no.
- Seems like something you girls would be good at.
Yeah, I mean, sure, all of you.
- Sweet Jesus. - Okay.
Let me just stop you right there.
- You. Bathroom. Five minutes. - Seriously?
- Yeah. Your car. Whatever. I don't care.
- I'm married.
- Oh.
- Well, why don't you just tell us what it is?
- I'll text you.
[mellow pop music in background]
♪
[buzzer]
[metallic clang]
[click] - Where are the kids?
[click] - They're with your mom.
Wait. Wait. Wait. Just wait.
The kids showed me where you've been hiding the Pop-Tarts.
And they're actually fortified. Who knew?
Maybe you did.
- What is this? - Henderson, Nevada.
Second safest city in America.
- Okay.
- 16.1 miles from The Strip.
And it has this wonderful big cat sanctuary
called the Lion Habitat Ranch.
- What's going on?
- You said you wanted to move to Las Vegas.
- Have fun.
- I mean all of us.
- I'm sure Jane will love the lions.
- Dean.
- I'll see you in 30 years.
- It might not take that long.
- And then what? I just pretend like this never happened?
- Just don't give up on me, okay?
[buzzer]
- What's going on?
- Taking measurements.
- We get a new one?
- That one's never been big enough for Thanksgiving.
And people want to grill these days.
- But these people's just find with a griddle.
What's wrong with the fridge?
- It's janky. - Janky?
It's not janky. It still gets cold.
- People like all those gadgets in the doors.
- Who are all these people?
- I don't know. Potential buyers.
- You selling the house now? - Someday.
- Your mama's house. - Why not?
- The one you made me promise to bury you in.
- Would getting out of here be the worst thing?
- [laughing]
Oh, you're serious.
- You hate your job.
- What would you do?
- I don't know. Something with nails.
- And what would I do? - [huffs] Anything else.
- Take the kids?
- Probably.
[both chuckle]
- Can we lay away the layaway? - Why?
- That's the only way we'd be able to upgrade all of this.
- Well...
doesn't hurt to dream.
Grab two boxes of those mothballs.
- One. Two. Five. Six.
- I don't think Go-Gurt's on his list.
- Well, it's on my list, okay?
Why does he want us to go shopping for him, anyway?
- How's that guy gonna pick up a 24-pack of Charmin?
- There are people to help him.
- I'm just glad we're on the outside of his pants.
- What's next? - Duct tape.
- Excuse me. God forbid I get my Go-Gurt,
but you can have Pop-Tarts?
- My kids are really missing Dean.
- You're just as fun.
- He burps their names good night.
- I mean--psshh--that's easy. Anybody could do that.
- It's harder than you'd think. - Is it?.
[belching] Good night,
Kenneeee... [loud belch]
- Is that everything?
- Uh, let's see. We've got the garden hose.
The roofing nails, hydrogen peroxide,
Sun Chips, moth balls, duct tape.
Yeah. And five bags of fertilizer.
What?
- These aren't groceries. - I know.
It's a mix of sundries.
- [mouthing] It's a bomb.
- What?
- [mouthing] A bomb.
- Jesus, just say it. - There are people here.
- Can you fill me in? - Okay. Okay. Okay.
Remember when we did karaoke and you sang "Lovely Day"?
- Yeah. - How did you do?
- I crushed it. - Not that time.
The time at my birthday.
- I blew the roof off the place.
- Not that birthday. The other birthday.
When you had a little cold coming on.
- Oh, God. - How'd you do?
- I bom--
.
- Yeah. Hmm.
- What's it say?
- That we have enough here to blow up a church choir.
- God.
- Then again, I don't understand metric proportions,
so could be more like a...jury?
- Oh my God. - Maybe a bus.
- What are the nails for? - Shredding flesh.
- We can't give this to him. - I don't see how we don't.
- You want to be responsible for a bus full of choir jurors?
'Cause I'll never sleep again.
- You know where you're really never gonna sleep again?
Curled up with Deansie in his cell.
- All right. - Yeah. 'Cause that's where
we're all going if gang friend gets whacked.
- It's not coed, Annie. - Well, newsflash, sis.
The women's ones are worse.
- She's right. I saw this thing on MSNBC.
- Okay. - The guard's make them,
you know, do sex stuff to each other.
- No! - While they watch.
- Thank you. Got it.
- So, I mean, if we're on the same block,
it's just a matter of time before we'd have to--
- Can I have a juice box? - Of course, honey.
- I want Daddy.
- There was one where the warden got in on it too.
Taped it and everything.
- Let's do this.
- Ow. - Oh, you know what?
On second thought, mind putting them up top?
- Did you find him? - Yeah.
- So it's taken care of? - Kinda.
- What's kinda? Either he's murdering a man or he's not.
- He wants to talk to her.
- Well, can you patch me through?
- You know, we're not doing any more errands for you.
- All right, everyone, chill. He'll call you.
- And for your information, the store has a delivery service.
Not to mention there's an entire industry.
- I'm on a million watchlists, butt cheeks.
- Yeah, well, whoever it's for, I really hope they deserve it.
- Believe me. Mom has it coming.
- Mom? - Yeah.
And at 75, I gotta do it while she's still around.
- Jesus. - I'm just glad the chemo
didn't take her out before I got the chance.
- Okay, you know what? That's it. We're done here.
Okay? We good?
- She'll really appreciate this.
- Getting blown to bits?
- Her garden.
- Huh?
- This is a prize for beating cancer. Twice.
You bitches are sick.
- Yeah, well...
- How about some tunes?
[Jay Ferguson's "Thunder Island" plays]
♪
- ♪ Ooh, yeah
♪ Da da da da da da da ♪
♪ Da da da da da da da doo ♪
♪ Da da da da da da da ♪
♪ Da da da da da da da doo ♪
♪
♪ Sha la la la la la my lady
♪ In the sun with your hair undone ♪
♪ Can you hear me now calling your name ♪
♪ From across the bay
♪
♪ A summer's day laughing and a-hidin' ♪
♪ Chasing love out on Thunder Island ♪
♪ Da da da da da da doo ♪
♪
♪ Da da da da da da da ♪
♪ Da da da da da da doo ♪
♪ Yeah-eah-eah
♪ Da da da da da da da da ♪
♪ Da da da da doo
♪
♪ She was the color of the Indian summer ♪
♪ And we shared the hours without number ♪
♪ Until one day when the sky turned dark ♪
♪ And the winds grew wild
♪
♪ I'll remember the nights in the cool sand ♪
♪ Making love out on Thunder Island ♪
♪ Da da da da da da da ♪
♪ Da da da da da da da doo ♪
♪ Goodbye Thunder Island, da da da--♪
- Don't have all day, man. Let's go.
- I can't. - You can't?
You, uh, put it in drive, and you-you press the pedal.
- I can't do another one.
- We'll go to my restaurant, put some food in you.
- No, man. I'm done.
- Okay. Then drop me at the club.
We'll get an early start in the morning.
- I gotta be paid up by now.
- Fair enough.
- Really? - Yeah.
I need us all on the same page.
- So can I have my old job back?
- You get some rest.
Come by tomorrow. I'll see what I can do.
- Appreciate that.
- Hello?
- In the kitchen.
[light clattering]
So, what's a better closer?
Turkey pinwheels or pigs in a blanket?
- Both classics.
- So is this place, right?
You want one?
- What am I doing here? - Either you are in the market
for a three-bedroom fixer-upper,
or you want out of the contract.
- You have your money.
- This is why I don't do jilted lovers.
- Why do you care?
- Unless I go through with it, you're a liability.
- I'm not gonna tell anyone.
- Cross your heart?
- Yes. Whatever.
- I'd feel a lot better if you were an accomplice.
- You don't have to do it.
- Just can't live without him, huh?
- Believe me, that has nothing to do with this.
- You're not his only side dish, you know.
- I just need him alive, okay?
- You cut a deal.
- It's complicated.
- Where are they putting you?
- I don't know.
- Usually it's Indiana or Iowa.
- I haven't put a lot of thought into it.
- Nevada.
- Why does it matter?
- You could have had Fiji.
You traded in for a cul-de-sac.
- I have a family.
- I thought you were special.
- I'm a mom.
- Just what the world needs.
[footsteps approach]
- Excuse me.
Is-is this the open house?
- Let me give you the tour.
- What are you gonna do?
- My job.
Why don't we begin upstairs?
[light music]
♪
- Thanks, bro.
- Know what I used to do before I met you?
- Heroin and hookers.
- So obvious.
Carpools sucked.
Class parent is excruciating,
and don't even get me started on the cookies.
- Minute in the sack, never take it back, huh?
- They want you.
- Feds?
- Secret Service. - Mm. [small laugh]
Yeah, I figured one of 'em was coming.
- Yeah.
- They're taking care of you?
- Full package.
- Good.
I'm worth it.
Quite a situation we got.
- Always. - Always.
Well, what's it gonna be?
- If I have to make one more cookie, I will die.
He runs the whole thing.
- Don't look it.
- Trust me. He's the Big Kahuna.
- Who else knows about this?
- It's off the books.
- What's his name? - Dave.
You sure about this?
- Only way it goes away.
- Give her the bottle.
[mellow music continues in background]
♪
.
- Hey. - What's up?
- Who are you? - Security.
- Is that my lasagna? - I don't know.
- That's my Tupperware. - How would I know that?
- Is your name Stan Hill?
- What's your problem, man?
- What? - Hey, can I ask you
some questions?
- Uh, yeah. Sure. Is everything okay?
- Got a tip about a guy
robbing a dry cleaner over in Hazel Park.
- Oh, yeah, I wouldn't know anything about that.
- You fit the description.
- What, a brother with a tight fade
with some gray in his beard? Come on, now.
[laughs]
- Oh good, you found each other.
- Gene, help me out here, man. I'm being profiled over here.
- Can I see your hands, please, sir?
- Now why is that?
- They said the guy went all aggro on the register.
- You know anything about this, Stan?
- No.
It's some kind of tip.
- Well, show him.
- Why are you doing this?
- Can I see your hands, please, sir?
- When did you say this was? - Two nights ago.
- Was that, uh, Thursday? - Yeah.
- Hey, you know what? You got the wrong guy.
We had a bachelor party that night. Right?
- Yeah. Yeah. I was working the back room.
- You got video of it?
- I'm sure I could dig something up.
- I'd sure like to see it.
- My guy'll send it over.
We good?
- I appreciate your assistance.
- In the car in ten. We got a long night.
- Mom? Mom.
I can see you.
- Hey. What are you doing here?
- It's my school.
Did you see the game?
- Dude, you were so good. You scored like 20 goals.
- Three. - Yeah, but last time
you only scored two. - One.
- Well, penalty shot should have counted.
- How many games have you been to?
- You know, like, one or two, or a couple, a bunch.
All of them.
- You could have told me.
- I just love high school sporting events, you know?
I didn't even realize it was your team, frankly.
- Mom.
- I just--I didn't want you to feel like
you had to acknowledge your number one fan, you know?
- Yo, Marks.
both: Yeah?
- He means me.
- Tight. - We're going for ice cream.
- All right, well, does Dad know?
Cool. Have fun.
- Do you want to come?
Some of the other parents will be there.
- You know, I'd love to,
but I-I have a-- it's like a thing.
- Next time? - For sure.
- Later, loser. - So long, sucker.
- ♪ Do do do do do
♪ Do do do do do ♪
♪ Do do-- - Eew!
- Okay, dinner.
- Dad lets us eat here. - We eat at the table.
- We don't have a table. - Got a counter.
Jane, put that down. Come eat.
Don't...you dare.
[Echo and the Bunnymen's "Ocean Rain"]
- ♪ At sea again
♪ And now my hurricanes
♪ Have brought down this ocean rain ♪
♪ To bathe me again
♪
♪ My ship's a-sail
♪ Can you hear its tender frame ♪
♪ Screaming from beneath the waves ♪
♪
[Beth inaudible] ♪ All hands on deck at dawn
♪ Sailing to sadder shores
♪ Your port in my heavy storms ♪
♪ Harbors the blackest thoughts ♪
♪
♪ My ship's a-sail
♪ Can you hear its tender frame ♪
♪ Screaming from beneath the waves ♪
♪ From beneath the waves
[inaudible]
♪ All hands on deck at dawn
♪ Sailing to sadder shores
♪ Your port in my heavy storm ♪
♪ Harbors the blackest thoughts ♪
- How you wanna do this?
Ha. Y'all don't mess around, huh?
- Just business.
- Mm-hmm.
- May I?
I didn't think she had it in her.
Gotta be careful with a woman like her.
You never know what they're thinking.
- Don't. Don't do that.
Later, Dave.
- Dave? [gunshot]
- When's Daddy coming home?
- Soon.
.
- And, funny enough, he actually invited me this time.
But-- - Okay. That's good.
- But I-I let him go by himself.
- Maybe you'll go next time.
- Yeah, maybe.
I actually got you something.
- What? - Here.
It's just a little... little gift.
- Is that-- - It's a monarch.
I got him with my wiper. - Lovely.
- It's for your collection.
- Very thoughtful.
- And kind of a goodbye.
- Okay.
- Like a toodle-oo. - See you next week.
- It's more of a forever toodle-oo.
- You're quitting?
- I'm cured.
- Just like that?
- Yeah, well, you're that good.
- Annie.
- You can't make someone like you.
- I know where we can move.
- We still dreaming?
- Wyoming.
- Like, the place with cowboys and rodeos and stuff?
- And a super low tax rate, hardly any crime.
One of the few places that can boast unspoiled nature.
- And no black folks. - Not true.
- Really? - Kanye.
- He's up in Wyoming? - The ranch.
- Psshh...
Ahh...
- What's your problem?
- I gotta get up in a few hours.
- Can't humor me a little?
- You know what? I'd rather stay here.
- For the rest of our lives?
- At least I know what I'm up against.
- Looks legit.
- So you approve?
- Who made it?
- Alexander Hamilton.
- You dug up an old white guy?
- No, but we both know how hard it is to find a good artist,
so I'm not gonna tell you.
- Fair enough.
- And I obviously can't wash it anymore.
- Spa business ain't what it used to be?
- They seized everything.
- All of it? - Yes, even yours.
- Bummer.
- I'll take a smaller cut.
- Nah. We're cool.
- Really?
- Yeah. You earned it.
Oh, one thing, though.
- What's that?
- Your kahuna?
He wasn't looking to put me away.
- What do you mean?
- He was looking to put me down.
- They--must have been out of options, or--
- Hmm.
I must have been all they had.
- Yeah, maybe.
[Harden Trio's "Tippy Toeing"]
♪
- ♪ Well, mama come a-tippy tippy toein' ♪
♪ Through the house
♪ Gotta see what's the matter with the baby ♪
♪ It's been a-bawlin' and a-squalin' ♪
♪ And kickin' on the wall
♪ I know what's the matter with the baby ♪
♪ We know what's the matter with the baby ♪
♪ Well I hear the clock a-ringin' ♪
♪ Just a-dongin' and a-dingin' ♪
♪ Daddy go and make a little money maybe ♪
- ♪ Mama sleep a little longer ♪
♪ But remember while I'm gone ♪
♪ Please take good care of the baby ♪
♪ After all, he's just a little bitty baby ♪
♪