.
- Previously on "Good Girls"...
- You're not supposed to be here.
- Yeah, neither are you.
- This is the only way we're gonna turn this around.
- How does helping him help me?
- Saving up to run.
- I'd rather have a lawyer.
We've never made you smile like all this just did.
- Because I told you, this is what gets us out.
- No, that's what gets you off.
This whole time, I thought he was the problem.
He's just the excuse.
- Anyone who wears a cardigan
shouldn't be doing what he does.
- What are you, a priest? - Just trying to help.
- You got my wife shot.
- I got you your money.
- Last party, I had to be the damn go-between
for my husband and my best friend.
- I want you out of her life.
- You get us in that club, and she'll never see me again.
- What's going on with you? - My wife was laundering
a gang's money through my business.
- What happened to her? - Not a damn thing.
- You still coming to the game? - Dude, I wouldn't miss it.
- So he's back in?
- What do you want from me? I caved.
- That Washington? - The Queen.
- I hate Canadians.
- You said all we had to do was print it.
- And then drop it.
- I assumed that you meant in our country.
[Mai Lan's "Dial My Number"]
♪
- ♪ I'ma stop being so gentle ♪
♪ Fill my head with blood and anger ♪
♪ It's been two months, I die for an answer ♪
♪ Take your phone, dial my number ♪
♪ I'm still and I'm waiting, sugar ♪
♪ This is more than I can handle ♪
♪ Told you not gon' wait no longer ♪
♪ Wish-wish-wish I had you closer ♪
♪ If I meet you at the corner ♪
♪ You'll see I can be much meaner ♪
- Seven's a winner.
[all cheering]
- ♪ Take it, do it, take your phone ♪
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- ♪ And take your finger, do it ♪
- Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait. Try it this way.
- Okay, ready? Ready? Ready?
- ♪ Dial my number
♪ Dial my number
[cheers and applause]
- Oh, my God!
Why do you keep winning?
- I'm trying not to.
I swear. I swear to God.
I'm usually never, ever, ever this lucky.
- All right. - Whoo!
- Give me those.
- ♪ I'll cut off every single finger ♪
- Bets in, ladies.
- What do you think?
- Hard ten.
- ♪ Take the phone, take the phone, take, take, take ♪
♪ Take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take, take ♪
♪ Take, take, take, take, take the phone ♪
♪ Take the phone, take, take, take the phone ♪
♪ Take the phone, take, take ♪
♪ Do it, do it
♪ Do, do, do it, do it
♪ Do it, take the phone, take the phone ♪
♪ Take, take, take the phone, take the phone ♪
♪ Take, take, dial it, dial it, it, it, dial it ♪
♪ Dial it, it, it, take the phone ♪
♪ Take the phone, take, take, take the phone ♪
♪ Take the phone, take, take, do it, do it ♪
♪ Take it, do it, take it, do it ♪
♪ Take your phone, take your phone ♪
♪ Dial my number, dial my number ♪
- How would we train thousands of pigeons?
- You only need one.
- One pigeon's gonna carry all that cash across the border?
- Well, not all at once.
- Thank you, ladies. - Y'all killed it tonight.
- Uh, the launch sequence was all messed up.
- What are you talking about? That was the best part.
- And then it felt like no one got
the crawling on the ground part.
- Hello?
Obviously an homage to Sandy B at the end of "Gravity."
- Ah, love you, guys.
Bye. - Bye.
- Bye! - Bye.
- Hey, what about drones?
- Like the ones they use in Guadalajara for heroin?
- Well, it's easier than training a pigeon.
- Yeah. And way less range.
Plus, you better pray for perfect weather.
- They have 'em at Hobby Lobby.
- But you know, it can fly in a storm.
- Let's go tomorrow.
- I'm busy.
- Okay, and we can look into your bird too.
- No, no, I--I really am busy. I--I have plans.
- Doing what? - Jobbie Nooner, baby.
- Aren't you a little old for that?
- Can you really put an age on the Mardi Gras of the Midwest?
- That's tomorrow?
- Taking a "me" day, so sue me.
- No, no, no, no, no.
You're going to a party on a boat...
that is literally on the border of Canada?
- Yeah, my buddy Tim just got out of rehab, and we always go.
- Where you don't have to go through customs
and there's millions of boats
filled with tons of drunk people
who aren't paying attention to what anyone else is doing?
- Okay. Okay.
Yes, I see where you're going with this.
And it could work.
- What was your friend in rehab for?
- Meth.
But they let him keep the boat license.
- When do we set sail? - You going on a boat?
- Uh, yeah, yeah. For a girls' trip.
- Where?
- Detroit River. - Why?
- Girl stuff.
- Pedicures. - Waxing.
- It's like a day spa/sunset cruise.
- Sounds shady.
- I think it's how they dodge
all those health department codes.
- Yeah, is this one of those "spa days" that
ends up with a bullet in her other knee?
[soda pops open]
I'm just looking out for my wife.
- A little self-care never hurt anybody.
- I would never let anything happen to my maid of honor.
- That a promise?
- Oh, we have a deal.
- Mm-hmm.
Well, I think y'all look great.
- Well, tell that to the alpaca sitting on my crotch.
- [sighs]
- Well, it got him out of here, didn't it?
[mellow jazzy music]
Hey. - Hey.
- What--what's all this?
- I thought we can all eat together.
- Why? - For a change.
- Ah. Well, Ben's at his dad's.
- Well, then it's dinner a deux.
- Okay.
It's a pretty fancy setup for tortillas and soy sauce.
- Not what we're having. - That's all I have.
- Lemon chicken piccata. [smooches]
- What? You made this?
- Well, it's not Olive Garden,
but it's the best with what I could find.
- Jeez.
What the hell is this? A white carrot?
- Parsnip, and...
- Mmm. - A few other root veggies.
- It's so good. - Thanks, man.
- No, thank you, man. - No, no.
Thank you for letting me crash.
- No, thank you for picking all this up.
- NBD.
- I mean, must have been expensive.
- Not at all.
- I mean, last I checked, food was not free.
- Well, maybe you're just not looking in the right place.
♪
- Kevin... - Mm.
I went a little heavy on the rosemary.
- Where did you get this food?
- Kroger. - Oh, thank Jesus.
- Yeah, they throw out the best stuff.
Like even before it goes bad.
- Eww. What is wrong with you?
- It's fine.
- It's trash food.
- You never would have known. - Mm, except I do.
- So if I paid, would it taste better?
- I mean, I guess not.
- Then what's the difference? - The amount of E. coli.
- I washed it. - Where, in the toilet?
- I thought you were cooler than this.
- Why, because I'm not down with gourmet dumpster diving?
- No, because you think money makes everything better.
- Doesn't it? - All right. Yeah, sure.
If you want to live for what you don't have.
- Oh, boy, here we go. - This treadmill you're on...
- Excuse me for wanting more. - Won't get you anywhere.
- It's called the American dream, baby.
- Okay, well, while you're dreaming,
you're also sleeping through a pretty choice piece of chicken.
- [scoffs] At least I won't have hepatitis A, B, or C.
- Whatever.
I won't tell you where I got that.
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey, guys. I thought we were meeting down at the park.
- Oh, guys can wait.
- You're not going anywhere with that derailer.
Let me see that.
- Hey, look.
Sorry, I'm doing everything I can with that night cream.
- Oh, I get it.
- Guys don't really like stuff on their face before bed.
- Right? Gets stuff all over your pillow and--
- Not why we're here.
- Oh.
- The other night at the meeting...
- Yeah, I overshared. - It was beautiful, Dean.
You're going through a lot right now, you know?
- You got a lawyer?
- Not one that's gonna keep me out of jail?
- Well, you do now.
- Oh.
Oh, that's so cool.
- Never lost a case.
- Which is why I definitely can't afford him.
- Don't worry about it.
- Dean, you're family now.
- That bitch has done enough to you.
- Hi, boys.
- Pulled them out of the freezer
so they got that big ice cube you like.
- Thanks.
- Do you guys want a refill?
- No, we're fine. - Good.
- Don't forget to wear the reflective stuff.
- We'll look out for him.
- Oh, Danny's hockey game got rescheduled.
I got him a ride with the Simpson kid.
You just need to pick him up.
- Sure.
- [grunts]
Saddle up, cowboy.
- Take a bunch so you can layer.
All right, here.
- We're not here to party.
- So you'd rather stick out?
- I just want to make a run for the border.
- Yeah, well, that's why you gotta blend.
- Where is your friend?
- He's probably just gassing up the boat.
- Sure this is the right place?
- It's where we park every year.
- What if I have to pee on the water?
- Well, get it all out now.
- Where?
- It's also where we pee every year.
- Is that your guy?
- Oh, here we go.
[siren whoops]
- Mm-mm. Nope.
- What are you doing? - It's an open container.
- We have a cooler full of Canadian counterfeit.
- Will you please just act chill?
- He's coming. - Okay, music on or off?
- On, on. - ♪ Where my stash at?
- Off, off, off. - ♪ Taking big time--
[indistinct police radio chatter]
- Mike? - Hey, Ruby.
- What's going on?
- What's in that?
- A whole lot of fun.
- Yeah, it's her first Jobbie Nooner,
so we went all out.
- Open it on up.
- You know, if this is about the parking or something,
we could pull up-- - What's in the cooler?
.
- You put your boy on me?
- You're welcome.
- He gave Beth a ticket.
- Yeah. Lucky that's all she got.
- We could have just slipped over.
[indistinct TV chatter]
- Not on the weekend,
where they triple border patrol.
- We were gonna bury it and go back tomorrow.
- This is brilliant.
- Drive right through customs and pick it up.
- 'Cause nobody's ever thought of doing that on Gull Island.
- Yeah, smugglers.
Not a bunch of moms.
- Was that her angle?
- I need it back.
- What else you got?
- I don't know.
- Hmm. [TV turns off]
Come see me when you do.
- Who are you, my dad?
- No, you know, I'm just worried
that's she's gonna come up with something even dumber.
- I'm not some kid you caught with a case of beer.
- This isn't just beer, Ruby.
- I need to make that drop.
- And I need to keep you out of jail.
[soft indistinct chatter]
[phone ringing]
- He's ready for you.
- Now you don't look like you're here
for the Sewer Expansion meeting.
- I'm not sure I'd have a lot to offer.
- [laughs] Come on.
You know, they're actually really interesting.
- Really? - No.
- [laughs] - Not at all.
[both chuckle]
So what can I do for you, Elizabeth?
- [sighs] It's really stupid.
- Oh, I've heard it all.
- And it might be crossing a line.
- I'm okay with that.
- It's kind of more of a favor.
- Is it a parking ticket?
- No. - Okay, 'cause, you know,
people hit me up with that all the time.
- It's a trespassing ticket. [chuckles]
- Oh.
Okay.
So what's next? Burning Man?
- It's a long story.
- Try me. I got time.
- It's more of a thing for, you know, your brother cousin.
- Him. [clears throat]
- Which I can't explain to a judge, so--
[intercom beeps]
- They're waiting for you in the conference room.
- You know what? You're busy.
- Look, it's just, um,
I don't--I don't like to get involved with his "things."
- I never should have asked.
- Just puts me in a bad place, you know?
- Go to your meeting.
This never happened. I'm an idiot.
- Wait, wait, wait. No, no, no. No.
Hold on. Hold on. [clears throat]
I'll do it.
- You really don't have to.
- I really want to.
Come on.
- Thank you. - But...
you're gonna have to do something for me.
- Yeah, what?
- I wanna put you to work.
- [groans]
Please, no. - Just try it.
- I don't wanna release whatever's trapped under there.
- Don't you want to add rabies to your hep A, B, and C?
- I guess.
[sighs]
I'm scared.
What is this?
- I'm no Shakespeare, but I am sorry.
Let me take you out.
- Why?
- To make up for the other night.
- Where? - Restaurant.
- A real one?
- You like French?
- Oui.
- Ma'am. - [chuckles]
This place is, like, legit fancy.
- Oh, I know. - Hey, Kev.
- Hey, Ange.
- You come here often?
- All the time.
- You have like a special table or something?
- Sort of.
[indistinct chatter]
[traffic whirs]
Right this way, madame.
- What is this?
- This is dinner.
- What are you doing? Oh!
Are you high? - Little bit.
- Oh, this three-course meal right here.
- No way. - One bite of each.
- [scoffs] No, never.
Not in hell. No.
- I'll cook for you for a month.
- No, no, I don't want to be eating your trash food.
- Your food,
from whatever grocery store you waste your money at.
- No, bye! - [grunts]
Ben too.
- Ben is not ever hungry.
- Well, he eats at his friend's house
so he doesn't have to at home.
- One bite.
[synth music]
♪
- Well, I started as a prep chef.
- Mm-hmm. - And became a line cook.
And--and now I just sort of sub in
whenever I need cash.
- Wow. Oh, forgot to ask.
What was the--it was like a little brown chewy,
sausage-y, garlicy, butter thing on the--on the toothpick.
- Ah, yes, yes, yes, yeah. That--that was a escargot.
- Ah, escargot to you, monsieur.
- Snails. - What?
- Yeah, see, even from the garbage,
they're pretty great, right?
- Ew! I never would have eaten those, even inside.
- That, my friend, is exactly the point.
It doesn't matter.
- Ugh. Mmm!
Mm-mm. Mm-hmm.
Stop, stop, stop. - What?
- What are you doing? - I don't--I don't know.
- You can't--you can't do that.
- Why not? - Just--
because it's--it's-- because we're roommates.
- So?
- So it's not-- it's just--
it's too easy.
- That wasn't in your rules.
- We just--we can't, okay? [phone buzzes]
- All right. - Um.
I have to--I have to go. - I'll walk you.
- No, no, no. It's fine. Just stay and enjoy the...
- Well, I'll see you at home.
- We get a PO Box.
- Or whatever they call it up there.
- And just overnight it.
- Customs. - Let 'em open it.
All they'll see is lots and lots of Huggies.
- Disguising, of course, the cash.
[muffled upbeat music playing]
- Why would anybody want to overnight diapers to Canada?
- They use those cloth ones up there.
♪
- I'm out.
- You didn't want us involved in the transport.
- Next. - This is so low risk.
- Yeah, until you're surrounded by a bunch of Mounties
asking you why your Pampers are so absorbent.
- Huggies.
- Hear me out.
There's a mini-submarine called the Dolphin--
- I thought we weren't going to pitch this one.
- No, you weren't gonna pitch this one.
- It's like 20 grand, Annie.
- It's a lifelong investment, Ruby.
- You wanted one way before we started all this.
- Look, it's just so simple, you know, we blend in
with the marine life, we pop up,
we ditch the cash, we--
- This is ridiculous. - Agreed.
- Why do we have to answer to you?
- Oh. [clears throat]
How about my bag business, my dancers, my club,
and what, my wife?
- He makes some good points.
- Are you ever gonna give us our money back?
- Well, not with these ideas.
- Well, let's just sell some bags then.
- That's not gonna be necessary this evening.
- Why is that?
- 'Cause you're gonna need these guys
to help you with your drop.
[girls laughing, cheering]
Hey.
♪
How's it going?
- Canadian dudes are the most respectful.
- Yeah?
- My nipple popped out too early,
and they all looked away.
- So we good? - Oh, yeah.
They're not gonna ask any questions.
- That's it.
You better-- - Yeah! [laughs]
- Yeah. Work all of that.
♪
Our girls also dance in Windsor.
- And? - Fully nude, twice the money.
- How does that help us?
- They're real tight with the border guards.
♪
- Ugh, Canadians.
- Hey, how's it going?
- IDs please.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
- Have we met?
- I don't think so.
- Oh, wait, no, you're--you're Krystal's friend, right?
- That's it. - Oh, yeah, Krystal.
You know, Krystal?
What's her real name?
She's actually right behind us.
- How do you guys know her? - We met at the gym.
- She teaches the most amazing Zumba class.
She's so flexible, you know? - [clears throat]
- Yeah, well--yeah, I wouldn't exactly call us friends.
- Totally get it.
- Um, where you guys headed today?
- We're gonna go see her dance.
- #WomenSupportingWomen.
- You should stop by.
- Tell your wife you got front row tickets
to the Windsor Ballet.
- [chuckles] Well, I wish I could.
I--I got my kid's violin concert, so--
- Next time then.
- [clears throat]
All right, you guys bringing anything in?
- Nope. - Just us.
- Great, then just pull over right over there
and pop the trunk.
- But it's empty. - Should be quick then.
Enjoy the show.
[tense music]
♪
[car beeps]
♪
- All right. Good to go.
- It's, like, no biggie at all.
- Well, we really appreciate it.
- Anything to help a friend.
But we're gonna need our expenses covered.
- Thought this was a favor.
- [laughs] - And what expenses?
- You know, the cooler's super heavy, so it uses more gas.
- Okay. Can we just do this already?
- Okay. How much?
- 5%.
- Of what?
- Um, just, like, whatever's in the cooler.
- That's not our money. - It's not our problem.
- Okay, okay.
5%. - [scoffs]
How are we gonna give them 5% of a cut we don't even have?
- How are we gonna drop a cooler that we don't have?
- I don't like this SUV.
- Why? 'Cause it's silver?
- 'Cause it hasn't moved. - It is a parking lot.
- Let's roll, bitches.
- How bad is it?
- Remember Payne Stewart?
- Wasn't he a golfer? - Try U.S. Open champion.
- Okay. - He's up in his private jet,
right, on top of the world.
Tower loses communication.
So they scramble some F-16s to check it out.
Turns out, the hull was breached.
Everyone inside was sound asleep from no oxygen.
- So what'd they do?
- Plane's on autopilot, just cruising.
All they gotta do is wake up.
- And what happened?
- After 3 1/2 hours, it runs out of fuel
and they crash into a cornfield in South Dakota.
- Jesus.
- But that's not gonna be you.
- I already pled guilty. - I know.
- And they wanna move the trial date up.
- Yeah.
- So how do I not end up in the cornfield?
- Her.
- It's not an option.
- So are you the one printing fake money?
- I already know where you're going with this.
- Cooking the books? Committing wire fraud?
- I'm not gonna turn on my wife.
- She did it.
- I have kids. - So?
- They need their mother.
- Oh. Okay.
- So what's Plan B?
- Who taught them how to ride their bikes?
- I mean, I did.
- Who taught your son how to do a slapshot?
- Worked on that for months.
- Who built the treehouse in your backyard?
I bet they'd say all that stuff is pretty important too.
- There's no Plan B, man. - Come on, you guys.
- She didn't leave you a parachute.
- What am I supposed to do here?
- Wake up.
- Prepare to turn left.
- This left or next left?
- Mm, looks like next left.
- Oh. Uh, no.
- What's "uh, no"?
- It was the other left. - Recalculating.
- Where do I go now?
- I don't know. It's--it's recalculating.
- Where is this stupid place?
- Here, here, here. Next left.
It's cool. We got it.
- We're not there yet.
- You must admit, Stanimal did deliver on this one.
- Yeah. Except for the shakedown part.
- That wasn't his plan.
- It wasn't our plan either.
- Better than taking a jet ski.
- Okay, I get that you need to defend him.
- I'm not defending him.
- But he has not made our life easier.
- Aren't we in Canada with the money?
- That's defending him.
- In 400 feet, take the next left.
- I thought you were cool with him?
- I am.
- 'Cause I know he's cool with you.
- Recalculating.
- Would you please tell me where to go?
- God, that is so weird. - What?
- It's just this guy--
every time we make a move, he does too.
- Oh, God. - What?
- Silver SUV? - Silver-ish.
- That's the car from the parking lot.
- Okay. You don't know that.
[tense music]
- Same plate.
- In 100 feet, please make a U-turn.
.
- In 100 feet, take the next left.
- What do we do? - Just--just drive.
- Where? - Just go, go.
- Please make the next left. - Just turn that off.
- I'm trying. - Please make a left turn.
- God, she's persistent.
- What about the drop?
- We can't stop. - Recalculating.
- The second we do, we'll be surrounded by Mounties.
- Mounties ride horses. - Not when they're undercover.
- We don't know that they're Mounties.
- Okay, border patrol. As if that's better?
- Maybe Krystal sold us out.
- Stan wouldn't let that happen.
- Stop defending him. - Let's just dump it.
- It's gang-friend's money!
- You want to explain that to the Mounties?
- Either way, we can't make the drop.
- Well, at least, my way, we don't end up
in an Ontario gulag.
- Okay, how do we dump it? - Roll down the windows.
- So what, we can make it rain all over their windshield?
- Here. Turn, turn. - Annie!
[tires screeching]
Jesus!
- We can lose them in here.
Pull in somewhere. - Where are they?
Can you see them?
- Just do something!
- Slow down! Slow down! - Stop yelling at me!
[engine revs, tires screech]
- Oh, my God!
- Come on.
- Do you think they're gone? - Coast is clear.
- [sighs]
- Where'd you learn all that? - YouTube.
And they're back.
- Grab the money.
- Why? - Come on. Just do it.
No, no, no, just take it out and divide it up.
- What are we doing?
- Getting rid of it.
- Where?
[Mai Lan's "Dial My Number"]
- ♪ Take the phone, take the phone, take, take, do it ♪
♪ Do it, do, do, do it, do it ♪
♪ Do it, take the phone, take the phone ♪
♪ Take, take, take the phone, take the phone ♪
♪ Take, take, dial it, dial it, it, it, dial it ♪
♪ Dial it, it, it, take the phone, take the phone ♪
- Where's the bathroom at?
- Now, Annie? - To flush the money, Beth.
- There's eyes in the sky. They see everything.
- So how do we dump it?
- We don't.
- Well, we can't go back outside with it.
They'll be waiting.
- ♪ Dial my number, dial my number ♪
♪ Dial my number, dial my number ♪
- We lose it.
- Winner! [cheers and applause]
- Where are we at?
- We're twice what we started. - Jesus!
- Why didn't we try craps before crime?
[phone buzzing]
- I got to take this.
- Hang on, what are we supposed to do here?
- Just be a loser.
- Hey, I've called you 50 times.
- Is everything okay?
- Danny's in the hospital. - What?
- Some kid checked him into the board, he had the puck--
- Oh, my God. - He even got the shot off.
- What happened?
- He got slammed really hard, Beth.
- Is he okay? - I don't know.
The coach thinks it's his wrist, probably broken.
Can you go be with him?
- [sighs] - Coach had to go home.
Nurse says he's sitting there alone.
- Can you?
- Not unless I want to get arrested.
Hello?
- [sighs]
Yeah, it's gonna be a while.
- Why?
- Because I...
'Cause I'm not very close.
- Well, where the hell are you?
- I'm...sort of out of the country.
- Of course you are.
Next time,
just lie to me.
- Wait.
[phone clacks]
- Can't we just keep it? I mean--
- We need to sign for it. - So?
- You want your name on record here
if they find all our Queens?
- Put it all on two.
- You sure you don't want to spread it around?
- Two.
- No more bets.
- Oh, thank God. [crowd groaning]
Yes! Oh, my God.
Whew.
- Chips fall where they may. - Yeah, right.
- To the unluckiest number.
- 2/2/2002.
- Oh, honey.
- Let's go home.
- Am I supposed to know what that means?
- You were there. - Oh, the dot-com crash?
- Her wedding.
- Right, yes. I knew that.
- [whispers] I'm gonna go to the grocery store
and make him French toast in the morning.
- He didn't even ask for you.
- [sighs]
- Don't worry. I paid for it.
- Smells amazing.
- It should for how much it costs.
- Is this an Olive Garden special?
- Yes, complete with unlimited breadsticks.
- Mmm! Mm-hmm.
- Uh, so,
um,
last night, uh...
I made things weird, didn't I?
- No, no, no. Seriously, not at all.
It's--it's fine.
- It'll never happen again. Cross my heart, hope to--
- Please. Let's not go that far.
- Sweet.
- Right? - Can I have cheese?
- Absolutely, Benjamin. - Mmm, so good.
- There you are, sir. - Thank you.
- Where's yours? - Oh, I'm eating out tonight.
- Why?
[knock at door]
- That's for me.
Hello. - Hey.
You look great.
- Thanks. I love you in that shirt.
- I don't think you've ever seen me in another one.
[laughter]
You remember Angela.
- Hi. Yes, of course. - Hey.
- Just having some dinner with my son.
You guys should go have some fun.
Not too much fun.
But, you know, just kidding. I'm kidding.
- Better hurry up. It's trash night.
[chuckles]
- Bon appétit.
[door closes]
- You should put cheese on it.
- You're looping it the wrong way.
- I got these sausage fingers. Look.
- Okay, but you're just making a knot now. That's not--
- Friendship knot. - That's not a thing.
- That's totally a thing. It's better.
[stammers] You can't undo it.
- Uh-huh. Okay. - It's tight.
- Make me one? - Yeah, sure.
- In your room.
- All right.
- How'd it go?
- Why are you helping us?
- What do you mean?
- Why'd you let us print at the club?
- You needed a space.
- Why'd you make Krystal do the drop?
- Didn't want you to drown on a jet ski.
- Remember our wedding?
- Um, well, not much.
- Before my mom made you do shots.
- [chuckles] What, like, the ceremony?
- The part where we promised to treat
each other's family like our own.
- Yeah, why do you think I did the shots?
- I'm not talking about my mom.
What'd you say to her, Stanley?
- Oh.
[sighs]
We made a deal.
Well, we kinda made a deal.
[soft somber music]
I told her that I'd give you guys the place...
[voice fades]
♪
- Lady Luck ain't on your side tonight, huh?
- There was a problem.
- Always is. - And I had to get rid of it.
- Never a solution.
- Well, I didn't have a lot of options.
- Oh, yeah?
Or did the dice just not roll your way?
- We were being followed. - Yeah, by my people.
- Well, that would have been really nice to know.
- They don't like to make a scene.
But I don't mind so much.
- Well, someone else will.
- Hmm.
You got a guardian angel I don't know about?
- Maybe.
♪
- Everyone, meet Beth. [applause]
Let's--yes. - Hi.
- Hi, Beth. - [laughs]
- She's gonna be running things around here.
- No, I'm helping. - Just so we don't kill
whatever we plant.
Yeah. They're all yours.
- Okay. Well, I'm the new kid.
So maybe you guys can help me out a little bit.
Show me what you've already started.
♪
- Are you okay, man?
♪
- I'm fine.
- You don't look so good.
- I just woke up.
- About time.
- [laughs softly]
[somber music]
- ♪ S-s-sitting on my own
♪ Looking for anything serious ♪
♪ Won't you give us a chance? ♪
♪ Won't you give us a chance
♪ It's the time for me
[singers vocalizing somberly]
♪
♪ It's the time for me
♪