Lidia: Previously on " moonshine."
Ryan: Buddy! - Please don't kill me.
- Get your asses over here, or I will kill you.
Crystal: I would listen to her! - What are you doing?!
(tires squeal, gunshots pop) - ah! Ha ha!
- Your mom begged me to save the place,
And now I've got bikers up my ass.
- Holy hell, I'm having a kid?!
Lidia: My daughter's an anarchist,
My son's clinically depressed.
- I'm not leaving with lidia and nora.
Bea: I couldn't let him take you.
(thudding blow)
- I'm on the next flight out to foxton, nova scotia.
Little joint called the moonshine.
(knife sand taps gently on board)
Lidia: Destiny. Fate.
A woman can try to control it,
But at a certain point she's gotta make peace
With the cards she's been dealt.
Even if those cards happen to be divorce,
Bankruptcy, drug smuggling,
A kid that hates me.
I doubt I'll ever have sex again.
Psychotic siblings.
And I'm just gonna say it: Murder.
I guess it's not technically murder when the killer
Was a mother only trying to protect her young.
I mean, I've imagined the death of my ex
Many, many times. Haven't you?
Oh, god, it just feels so good to get this off my chest.
Being real, shedding my shell,
Making room for change.
But I gotta be honest,
Kinda feeling judged right now.
(water burbles)
You will not die in vain!
(squeals)
(lid clangs)
(exhales)
♪ it's my life, it's my life ♪
♪ it's my life, my life ♪
♪ it's my life, it's my life ♪
♪ it's my life, my life ♪
Eleanor: Explain to me why the moonshine
Is hosting a police fundraiser?
We should be defunding the police,
Not supporting their brutality with fish soup.
- The money isn't for the police,
It's for pediatric cancer.
- Little larry leukemia, may be 36 now,
And an opiate-addicted prick,
But damnit if he isn't still alive.
- Yeah, we donate the campsites, and the shore club,
And the cops donate the raffle prize.
- A crockpot.
(footsteps recede)
When we were young, we performed at the variety show.
The only musical number was seven decent rolls.
- Will no one hold this family accountable for their sins?
Silence is violence.
(footsteps recede)
- She's not wrong.
(lidia clears throat)
- One weight lifted, another few found.
- What do you feel about giving him, jimmy,
A proper send-off?
- I suppose he deserves that.
- We could say a few words.
Bonfire, maybe. The ol' potato gun salute.
It's a pretty nice place to windup.
The moonshine could be his home, too.
- Until jill kicks us to the curb.
- No, that won't happen.
Mom, ryan's calling around. We'll find the stupid drugs.
We can still fight for this place.
- I'm tired of fighting, lidia.
- You don't have to! I'll take care of it.
- Oh, it'll be okay.
I've got my family back.
That is home enough for me.
(seagulls cry)
(banging on door)
(hard slap) - ugh!
I deserve that. - No, you earned that.
You deserve this.
(punching thud) - ugh!
You look really pretty. - Lying bastard.
- Your family told you. - Yep! Your real name is colin,
And you're not a lawyer, you're a narc.
- Technically, rcmp forensic finance.
Glorified accountant, which is why I chose the name oscar,
You know, "the untouchables" the movie.
Anyways,
I wanted to tell you so many times, rhian.
I, I didn't think I'd fall for a suspect.
- Uh, try a victim. I had no clue
About that stupid smuggling ring,
And now I... (stammers)
Never mind, it doesn't matter. Not now.
- Rhian--
- So, you're choosing your job over me.
Over us. - No.
Yes? Maybe.
I don't know. I'm gonna figure it out.
After lunch. - Lunch?
- Your mom invited me for lunch.
It would be rude to say no!
- Do you know what else is rude?
Ruining my already ruined life.
(choke back tears)
- Wait, wait. Rhian!
(seagulls cry)
Ryan: Hey, small ask, how long would it take for you
To drag a few miles of coastline?
Few weeks, huh? See ya.
(boards creak) did mean mommy send you?
- Babe, I know that you and I don't agree
About the whole oscar-colin
Impressing my mom thing. - I concur.
- Right, but what other choice did I have?
You know, also not smart running off with oscar.
My mom knows that he is here and she is pissed.
- Babe, we found oscar on our own.
We didn't need your mom's help.
- But I wanted her help.
You know, what's so wrong with that?
- She's never had your back!
She never came to family day in rehab,
She missed every friends-giving.
You remember when she sent you away to that
Weird christian summer camp?
- Yeah, they told me that jesus loves me,
But that I am bad. And also, that my shorts were too short,
But like, they're shorts, that's their whole point.
- (chuckles)
It's a dick move, babe.
- It's just, my relationship with my mom has revolved.
You know, she says that I can be part of the business,
And you can be part of the business too.
- No, oscar said that--
- Oscar wants to put you
And your whole family in jail.
- Oscar is my bud.
No one is going to jail, I promise!
- It's usually at...
This point... I melt,
And I smile and...
Look at the veins popping out of your super hot arms,
And I remember...
I love you.
And I agree to go along with your plan.
But not this time, ryan.
Goodbye. For real.
(footsteps recede)
Sammy: Hey.
Ryan have any luck finding the drugs?
- No, and we got bigger problems.
I just got a message, jill called off the deal
And we don't know who the buyers are.
- But what if we do know who the buyers are?
- What did you do? - Well, you know,
Just pulled all the foxton court records
On known drug traffickers,
And then, I cross-referenced those--
A biker gang. It's a biker gang in new brunswick.
They run a side business here, though.
- You know, when daniel and I were late with a job,
We'd deploy the lidia charm bomb -
A little wine, little dine,
They'd barely remember their italian marble foyer
Would take six more weeks to complete.
What?
- We're meeting them at 4:00.
- Sammy, this is some hero level shit!
- Yes, it is!
- Aha! They won't know what hit them.
♪ the sun is shining down ♪
♪ shining down to the ground ♪
- That one goes out to a dead guy I barely knew.
Gone, but not forgotten.
(inhales) blaze on, jimmy james.
(door creaks open)
- Hi. Um, just a thought, how about we not broadcast
The name of the man our mother killed,
To our entire town? - Yeah, that's a decent point.
(door shuts)
- How ya doin'?
- I dunno, terry and I are back together.
I mean, we were never together, together, but um,
We are now, so, (stammers)
I guess... - Happy?
- Emotionally scarred,
But yes, happy.
Oh, god, is that what this is? It's so weird.
- Nor, I'm so thrilled for you.
Not gonna lie, for myself, too.
It's gonna make what I'm about to ask you,
So much easier.
- Okay, pouring more wine.
- Okay, acknowledging our summer has taken
A very weird, dark turn. - Yes.
- Any chance terry might be able to throw the scent off
While I broker time with a terrifying biker gang?
- Define "throw scent off."
- We all know jill leblanc has been smuggling
Off our land for decades.
- Okay, you want terry to plant evidence on jill
So mom's ass isn't thrown in jail
And we have time to bury a body.
- Didn't say that. Very glad you did.
- Ugh, mr. Squeaky clean is gonna love this.
Let me see what I can do. - Oh, thank you!
- Okay, get out. - Thank you, thank you,
Thank you, thank you! - Go, please!
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- (singsong) love you so much! I leave you now.
(spoon clangs on bowl)
- Mmm!
Oh, my god! Oh, my god.
W-what is in this?
- Dead fish.
- Best chowder on the south shore.
Made famous by bea's secret ingredient.
I don't even know what it is.
Crack? Human souls?
- Lots of dead fish.
- So, oscar, or colin, is it?
- I have to admit, this is not how I expected
My cover to be blown. - Act like an ass,
Have your cover blown like an ass.
- You could not be more right, ma'am.
- No, I could not.
And we didn't ask you here just to sample chowder.
- Uh, if this is about the smuggling charges,
Believe me when I say I admire you and your family immensely.
But I'm just a small man trying to make it in this big world.
- What are your intentions with our daughter?
- Rhian is hurting. You did that to her.
You ever think about that? I was gonna poison that chowder.
Hand you over to jill myself.
Thank mr. Good vibes, here, for talking me out of it.
- Sir. Ma'am.
I have strong feelings for rhian, I do,
But my boss is depending on me,
And my career is depending on my boss,
So you see my dilemma. - I don't.
- Son, the finley-cullens
Are lovers,
Chowder makers.
I can fix a vintage diesel engine with my eyes closed,
(shouting) and a goddamn rubber band!
We're a mess.
But we're not criminals.
Not in the spiritual sense of the word.
- In addition to the smuggling,
You guys are super behind on your taxes,
Not to mention the inconsistencies
And unaccounted for cash revenue,
Which is what led me to you guys in the first place.
- A few back taxes, what's the big deal?
- The big deal is that the moonshine has been used
As a smuggling drop for decades.
All evidence points to this family.
- All evidence points to the land,
And this family just happens to live on it.
- I don't have a witty response to that.
- Just remember, rules aren't as important as being kind
And surrounding yourself with good people.
- Enjoy the chowder, son.
♪♪♪
Finn: I was thinking maybe it's not too late to apply
For the winter semester at julliard.
- Oh, buddy. Yes! That is great news!
- Yeah, thanks, dad.
I know mom didn't want us to come back to new york.
- Oh, um...
Listen, finn, that-that was me.
I, I'm the one who told your mom I...
I didn't want you here.
I was being, I was being selfish.
I, I was just trying to figure things out, and I--
(sighs) I'm sorry.
- Dad, I gotta call you back. - Finn!
♪♪♪
(traffic whooshes)
(brakes squeak) lidia: (nervous exhale)
Sammy: I'll go in. - Why, 'cause we're girls?
- Did you have to invite her? - She invited herself.
- Okay, well, they're expecting me.
Some dude named gale.
- That's a girl's name. - Not necessarily.
I had a trainer named gale. He had huge biceps,
And a dog named meaty.
- No one wants to have sex with a guy named gale.
Hurt me, gale. Just no. - Ugh, this was my idea,
And as such, I will go in and meet gale,
Who may be a woman, because girls could be scary.
Drug-dealing bikers, too.
(readying inhale, scared whimper)
(doors open and shut)
(music plays, low hum of chatter)
Man: Hey, blondie.
(rolling door creaks and rattles)
- Hi! - You sammy?
- No, I'm, I'm uh, I'm sammy.
- And I'm his sister. Not by blood.
(giggles nervously)
Uh, this is our other sister, rhian, also not by blood.
Long story. And you are?
Nice.
Um, is gale here?
- Yes.
(chains jungle)
Can I help you?
- Yes, you can.
Uh, I'm... Lidia.
- Well, hello, lidia.
(billiard balls clatter)
Gale: I'm not sure what you're doing here.
The deal with jill and her middleman...
- Middle woman. My mom. - Was called off.
- And I am here to call it back on.
- You have the shipment? - Teeny snag.
Um, we don't actually have have it on hand yet.
- Hmm, that is a snag.
- We need a couple more days to deliver. Tops.
And trust me, we are super committed to making this work
Since we need the money to fix the septic.
- Right, that's not how this works. Okay?
The club has a strict code of conduct,
Business is business, and I gotta protect the brand,
And I'm not even the endgame.
- I'm a businesswoman too, gale.
I'm an architect from new york,
And I blow up contracts, deadlines, all the time.
Know how many times I've had client orders
From milan stuck in customs?
- I bet you're gonna tell me.
- So many times, and it always works out.
The pampered princess from park avenue
Gets her handcrafted copper soaker tub,
And everyone's happy! Except her husband,
Because those mothers cost a mint.
- I'm more of a rain shower guy, myself.
- You have showers in here?
- No, I have a small farm close by.
- I've always wanted a farm.
- Couple of dozen acres.
Some lavender fields.
Lots of places to bathe. - Oh. Uh-huh.
You can trust me. - Can I?
- Four karats,
40k of fairy-tale engagement bling.
I blow this, you keep it.
- Your husband won't mind?
- We're getting a divorce.
My marriage was a disaster.
Except our kids who now hate me.
I mean, eventually they'll come around if I'm not in jail,
Or disowned. My mom never tells me things
And she made some very risky decisions.
Now I've complicated because I--
Anyhoo... (giggles)
Yeah, single.
- Tomorrow. Midnight.
- It's a date.
Not that kinda date.
(inhales) okay.
Thank you for your time.
(chains jingle)
Terry: Don't ask me to get involved
In your family's crazy criminal shit.
- The finley-cullens aren't criminals.
We just do stupid things sometimes for good reasons.
Usually. Come on, ter, everyone knows the leblancs
Have been smugglers for generations.
- We've never been able to prove it.
Right, which is why we need to go get that hillbilly meth
That you took from one-eye--
- I'm not planting evidence.
- Hmm? Come on. - (chuckles)
- Right? I know there's a dirty cop in there, somewhere.
- There is. - Mm-hmm?
(chuckles)
- But this conversation never happened.
(passionate exhales)
Eleanor: Finn. Finn!
Why are you ignoring me?
(shells clatter)
- I saw you with michael. - So?
Hey, what's up? Come on, talk to me!
- (crying) michael and I, I thought we had a thing.
That we were together.
Together, together.
- I didn't know. He didn't tell me.
- It doesn't matter. It's okay.
- Finn, I don't even like michael that much,
Not in that way.
- (sniffles) just leave me alone.
(lid thumps)
- (remorseful exhale)
Ryan: I think you're eating your feelings.
- I think you're right.
Plus, I'm hiding from jill until my boss gets here.
Meeting rhian.
Hanging out with you, your family,
This, this chowder,
This was the best summer of my life.
I don't want it to end. - Then call off your boss!
Don't arrest my family, bro.
- This is my ticket out of forensic accounting, man.
We work in cubicles.
Six by six feet of file folder hell.
It's a small, square life, devoid of...
Life.
You showed me that.
- Yeah. Running into you that night,
My first real kidnapping.
I never would've had the guts to think about my future.
Or my relationship with crystal,
If I hadn't have... Almost killed you.
- (scoffs)
- We broke up. - I did see that coming.
- But at least I have you!
I mean, think of the odds!
Of all the campgrounds,
All the smuggling operations,
It's crazy shit like this that leads us
To far more valuable treasures than 300k
In illegal chinese pharmaceuticals.
- Can't stop the tides of emotional change,
Once they're in motion.
(spoon clangs)
- Tides. Tides.
Tides. Tides. Tides. Tides.
- Are you having a stroke? - No. Uh,
I, I have to go help lidia with something.
Plenty o' chowder. You fill your boots, okay?
Yeah?
(footsteps shuffle away quickly)
(door rattles open)
Jill: I always knew that penmanship prize
Would come in handy.
It's one talent that didn't require a bikini top.
- It's not my penmanship, it's bea's.
(sighs) I like the way she does her f's.
- Just put that list on bea's desk, and case closed.
You're not still mooning over that waste of skin, ryan,
Are you?
- When he finds out that I planted evidence on his family,
You know, so many shipping containers...
That you stole.
- Finley-cullen's knew what I was doing.
On their land.
- Which you are also trying to steal.
- This isn't stealing, it's smart business.
I lent the family money, they messed up.
Now I get the moonshine for a song.
- But mom, like, it's their home.
- Tough! You know our family's been in this game
Since smuggling came with a mast and a peg leg.
All it took was one moronic finley-cullen
To bring the cops to our door.
- People aren't perfect.
They make mistakes sometimes,
And sometimes they make a lot of mistakes,
But that doesn't mean that they don't love each other and,
And even when they don't pay overtime, in their hearts,
They mean no harm! - That's bullshit.
That family's selfish. Every single one of them.
I was the only one who cared about felicia,
And what'd it get me?
She should've left me her shares of the moonshine,
Not that goody-two-shoes lidia.
- I am sure that felicia loved you, mom.
But for the record, lidia is awesome.
She is a survivor, like the destiny's child song.
- The leblanc women are survivors, too.
You know why?
Because we don't waste our time with this sentimental bullshit.
♪♪♪
Ryan: So, the smugglers were supposed to make the drop
Somewhere along the cove. - Okay, yeah,
But the search and rescue chopper scared them off.
They could've dumped the drugs anywhere.
- Yeah. - Or... Paddle boats!
- I don't get it. - Huh?
- Okay, you know when uh,
We lose a boat because some ass-hat camper
Forgets to tie it up, and I always have to find them?
My secret weapon: Doing nothing.
- Ugh! - Can you... - What?
- The sweet caress of mother ocean
Entices the boats back to shore. Eventually.
- But we checked the entire shoreline.
- Right, but not when father moon
Takes sweet baby gravity away
From his ex-wife, mother ocean.
- I think he mean's low tide.
- Oh, th-th-that's right. Bingo!
Ladies and gentlebro, it's low tide.
Right now. - Oh.
(floorboards rattle)
Nora: Did he-- (lidia gasps)
(cheering)
♪♪♪
(packets rattle)
(hairdryer whirs)
♪♪♪
(hairdryer whirs)
(packets rattle)
Rhian: This is insane. We're not amazon.
Like, no one's gonna leave a bad review
If the drugs are a bit wet.
Lidia: Gale was kind enough to give us more time.
- The leader of the hard-core biker gang...
Is named gale? (chuckles)
- It's an old-english name meaning "jovial", "merry."
He's a virgo.
- Is he hot? - (lidia sputters)
- Smokin'. - Oh!
- Merry and hot. Oh, my!
Lidia: Anyway, as I was saying,
Gale was kind enough to give us more time;
The very least we can do is pick off the seaweed.
- Lady boner.
- Yeah, do us a courtesy and tuck that thing up.
- Please, men are the last thing on my mind,
Especially not some bike-gang enforcer.
The whitest teeth I've ever seen.
And did you smell him?
Woodsy, with just a hint of citrus.
(hair dryer clatters) - oh, god.
(sick exhale)
(doors crash open) - holy shit! You're pregnant!
- God, help us, she's multiplying.
- I can't believe my sister and I are having a baby.
- There's a word for that, but we can talk about that later.
- Why didn't you tell us? - Right.
We should do what we always do, cozy up around the fire,
Make hot chocolate, tell sister secrets?
(laughs boisterously) - yeah.
- Is it terry's? - I'm not taking care of it.
- No! It's oscar's!
- My man!
- Oh, my god, I couldn't have planned this better if I tried!
That rat oscar won't arrest the grandmother
Of his unborn child! - He's not a rat, he's a narc,
And he doesn't know.
- What? Why?
- Oscar-colin needs to make the decision to be with me.
He needs to choose me over his precious lady justice
Because he loves me, and not out of some stupid
Guilt-driven baby mama nonsense.
- The miracle turns into a nightmare.
- If one of you breathes a word of this to him,
I will make that scene from "the godfather"
Where the guy wakes up with the horse head in his bed,
Look like a trip from the frickin' tooth fairy.
- Understood.
(rock music plays)
♪♪♪
(door shuts, exhales)
♪♪♪
- I'm detective lancaster.
- Nice to finally meet you. Terry gallagher.
- Where's my guy? - He hasn't called you?
- Oh, no, he called.
Just refused to tell me where he was.
One guess, moonshine.
Shacked up with your ex.
- No clue. (sighs)
So, you uh,
Have enough evidence to make some arrests?
- Well, if oscar actually has the evidence he's promised,
Yeah.
That die-dler cove? - That's foxton cove.
Locals used to call it diddler cove, so,
Hence the name change.
How did you know that, that's what it was called?
- An anonymous tip.
So, that's where the drug drop went down.
(ominous music)
(waves lap gently)
♪♪♪
(sand crunches softly)
(paper rustles)
Finn? Finn! F-finn!
Finn.
(shouting) finn! Finn!
Help! Help! Somebody help!
(sand crunches under running steps)
Somebody help!
- (both laugh)
- Was that cruel? - It was justice.
No one screws with a finley-cullen.
(chuckles)
- You know, I'm kinda glad dad said
We couldn't come back to new york.
- What? - He was having an affair, el.
- He didn't want us there. - That's not true.
- Yes, it is.
Mom covered for him so we wouldn't hate him.
She took the fall.
She didn't keep you here to ruin your life, el.
Just, just go easy on her.
♪♪♪
(waves lap gently)
- Don't touch me. - Stop it!
(laughing)
- Stop! - No! (laughs)
(packets rattle) - careful!
They will be counting, weighing,
Whatever drug-men, people do.
(suitcase zips up)
(chuckles)
- Ryan. - Fine!
- You imbecile. What is wrong with you?
Don't answer that, we're in a rush.
- She didn't mean that, little buddy?
Your uncle ryan is awesome. - (nora chuckles)
(ryan sings "itsy bitsy spider")
- Ew. Oh my god. - (beads jingle)
♪ down came the rain ♪
♪ and washed the spider out ♪
- What in the name of--
Oh, my. Oh, my, my.
You're-- - knocked up? Bun in the oven?
Feeling like a parasite's forcing me to eat
Every five minutes? Yes. Yes, I am.
♪♪♪
(chuckles excitedly)
- That is just wonderful, rhian.
This does change things.
Baby needs two things in life: Love
And a home.
How about we put our heads together
And come up with a plan to make that happen?
(laughing happily)
Iren wails)
- (moira sighs) - (colin clears throat)
- Never been ghosted this hard by a man I haven't screwed.
- I needed a few personal days.
Stress of the case really got to me.
- Whatever. The place is surrounded.
Now that I know you're safe,
I can pull the trigger on this op.
- I need more time. Wait until after the show.
It's for cancer. And the chowder,
Oh, it's gonna blow your mind.
Can I get ya a bowl?
- You're lucky my aunt had cancer.
And I wouldn't say no to a few carbs.
Stay of execution.
The show goes on, then we roll.
And do not let one finley cullen leave this building.
Capisce?
And colin, I spoke with the boss.
We lock this turd down,
You'll be making it out of the cubicle after all.
Fulltime undercover. Congrats.
- We are surrounded by police.
- We've got a body rolled up in a carpet.
- And only one way off the property.
- Door behind that stupid stage.
What could go wrong? - It'll all work out.
Listen to your mother.
(glasses clink)
- Let's blow some minds, people!
(glasses clink)
("love is alive" by gary wright)
♪ well, I think it's time to get ready ♪
♪ to realize just what I have found ♪
♪ I have lived only half of what I am ♪
♪ it's all clear to me now ♪
(flames whoosh)
♪ my heart is on fire ♪
♪ my soul's like a wheel that's turnin' ♪
♪ my love is alive ♪
(utensils clatter) - ah jeez.
- First big bust jitters? - Yeah, I guess.
- Your boss said that you cracked the case
Because of a couple random, anonymous tips.
- And my diligent police work. - Yeah, of course.
Of course, of course. Hey, just out of curiosity,
Did you guys get an intel on who phoned in the tips?
- No, it was a local burner phone.
No idea who she was.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
- (chuckles)
- I gotta bail on my act. - Ah! Why?
- I'll be back.
And I'm gonna need your help. - Well--
Okay.
(applause) brought to you by cove fm
And the super cryptic foxton police department.
Welcome to the 30th annual
Charity talent show and raffle.
(cheering and applause)
Open bar! You're gonna need it.
(vaudeville music plays)
♪♪♪
(bass riff plays)
(cheering)
- So, rhett and I met on a dating app for lumberjacks.
- Yeah, it's called timber. Get it?
(laughing)
Nora: Okay! One last act before we announce
The big winner of the raffle prize tonight.
All hail, dysfunctional von trapps.
("so long farewell" from "the sound of music" plays)
♪♪♪
♪ there's a sad sort of clanging ♪
♪ from the clock in the hall ♪
♪ and the bells in the steeple, too ♪
♪ and over at the bar and absurd little bird ♪
♪ is popping out to say, "cuckoo" ♪
♪ cuckoo, cuckoo ♪
♪ regretfully they tell us ♪ (cuckoo, cuckoo)
♪ but firmly they compel us ♪ (cuckoo, cuckoo)
♪ to say goodbye... ♪ (cuckoo)
♪ to you ♪
(applause)
♪♪♪
♪ so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodnight ♪
♪ I hate to go and leave this batshit sight ♪
All: (laughing)
All: (clap)
♪♪♪
♪ so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adieu ♪
♪ adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu ♪
(high five clap)
(laughing, applause)
(clap)
♪ so long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen ♪
♪ I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne ♪
Yes?
- You've snuck it many times before. Noooo!
♪♪♪
♪ so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodnight ♪
♪ I heave and leave a sigh and say goodbye goo-- ♪
(high-pitched) ♪ goodbye! ♪
(laughing, clapping)
♪ I'm glad to go ♪
♪ I cannot tell a lie ♪
♪♪♪
♪ the sun ♪
♪ has gone to bed ♪
♪ and so must I ♪
♪ goodbye ♪
♪ goodbye! ♪
♪♪♪
I don't wanna say goodbye.
(cheering and applause)
(light footsteps)
- Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?
- No, they need you here. And if anything goes wrong,
I will take the fall. Okay?
First-time offender.
- And we will say we tried. Mm-hmm?
- Mm-hmm.
You look good in that apron, mom.
It reminds me of when we were small.
- I'm glad you're home, baby girl.
- Me too.
(readying exhale)
(sniffles) (door creaks open, shuts)
- I'm surprised to see you here.
Run out of lives to ruin?
- Feels appropriate that the uh,
New owner of the moonshine should attend.
- You always wanted what was mine.
My home.
My family.
God, even my husband.
He told me
You propositioned him years ago.
The only man who didn't give you a second look.
I tolerated you
And I pitied you.
Your lonely, spiteful life.
Even your own daughter is terrified of you.
That poor, broken child.
But do you know what?
Stealing our home isn't gonna make a damn bit of difference.
Nora: Okay, and the winner of tonight's raffle prize is...
(cheering)
Jill leblanc!
- Well, well, would you look at that.
Sucks to be me. Nora: Jill?
♪♪♪
- You are a light amongst alpine lights.
That was exhilarating.
- I don't need your pity.
Or your approval. Okay? Move.
- Uh-- - oh, please.
- I don't wanna be a cubicle drone
Or a third heavy from a stallone movie.
I love you, rhian.
- Are you screwing with me?
- I swear on your clipboard.
♪♪♪
- I'm pregnant.
(passionate inhale)
(police radio chatter)
- Okay, so the deranged keebler elves had their fun.
Let's go! - The moonshine's clean.
I found out who the real smuggler is.
- Gimme what you got.
I'll look into it after I raid this place.
- No, the raid will tip them off and blow your case.
Fine, I'll make the bust myself.
And how's that gonna look?
Variety show elvis kicks big-city cop's ass.
- You're wrong about this,
I'll use your balls as a slingshot.
Let's go!
(police siren wails)
(waves lap gently)
♪♪♪
(logs thud gently)
Crystal: H-hello?
Hello?
(pens rattle)
(papers rustle)
♪♪♪
(chuckles)
♪♪♪
(waves lap gently)
♪♪♪
- Rest easy, jimmy.
Okay.
(branches rustle)
♪♪♪
(shaky exhale) - ryan.
(crickets chirp)
(suitcases rumble)
- Hot dress.
(suitcases rumble)
(match strikes, flame whooshes)
(flames crackle)
(sirens wail)
- Showtime.
(footsteps thud heavily)
(door bangs open) - whoa, what the hell?
Jeez! What's this all about?
- You're under arrest. - For what?
- Theft, smuggling. - You have no proof of that.
(dog barks)
Would you mind opening that up?
♪♪♪
(lid clinks)
- Interesting chili recipe.
- That's not mine, and you know it.
- I just love when crooks are stupid enough
To be organized.
Nice penmanship, by the way.
- Ugh! Oh, jesus. (police radio chatter)
Someone planted those drugs.
- Well, you're not the only one who likes to tip off the rcmp.
Nobody calls it die-dler cove except diehard locals.
That's sloppy, jill.
(taps hand on car) (door slams)
(zips suitcase)
(footsteps thud away)
- Okay, then.
Been a slice.
- Aren't you forgetting something?
- Hmm?
- Oh, right.
Oh. Seems sudden. (chuckles)
Oh, god. I gotta ask you,
What are you wearing? You have to tell me.
You smell like a goddamn snickerdoodle.
- (chuckles)
You-you're funny.
- There is that.
(sharp exhale) 'til we meet again.
Hopefully never.
- You didn't think this was over, did you?
- (exhales)
♪♪♪
Bea: Well, jimmy,
What can I say?
(fire crackles)
You were such a troubled soul,
But you gave me so much.
All I ever wanted.
♪♪♪
- Blaze on, old friend.
(fire crackles)
♪♪♪
- What? There's no wrong way to grieve.
- Rest in peace, jimmy. - Circle of life.
- Born alone. - We were born together.
- Die alone. - We're literally all here.
- Yeah, we are.
(fire crackles)
- (sighs)
I never knew jimmy before he lost his way.
Mom, dad, you did the heavy lifting with us.
Five insane kids.
We weren't easy. - Weren't?
- But you loved and protected us,
As parents should, no matter what.
♪♪♪
- (mouths) I love you.
- I love you.
♪♪♪
You would've adored your grandkids.
They have beautiful hearts,
And renegade spirits.
Which I hope you'll all embrace
As we move the moonshine
To the next chapter.
How does everyone feel about...
Outlaw bikers?
- What'd she say?
(fire crackles)
- Hells yeah!
("born to be wild" by steppenwolf plays)
That's what I'm talkin' about! - (cheering)
- Let's do it! - Wooo!
♪ lookin' for adventure ♪
♪ and whatever comes our way ♪
- (laughs)
♪ yeah, darlin', gonna make it happen ♪
♪ take the world in a love embrace ♪
♪ fire all your guns at once ♪
♪ and explode into space ♪
♪♪♪