Claws (2017) s01e05 Episode Script
Batshit
1 Previously on "Claws" - What's up? - Desna, I'm in.
Mandy: I'm gonna find you the best salon in town.
Roller is missing.
Uncle Daddy: They found him in a swamp, floatin' on a Goddamn piece of fiberglass from his boat.
We gonna get out from underneath all of this mess.
You're a Husser, boy.
You're family.
You don't owe that man shit.
Oh, no, no! I-I-I thought the Coombses were in Tallahassee.
He had training today.
I had to cancel it 'cause he saw our old foster parents.
- Which ones? - The bad ones.
These people treated us like animals.
Bryce figured out who killed Roller.
Seriously? Dr.
Ken murdered Roller, and Uncle Daddy wants me to kill him.
Kenneth had nothing to do with this.
Dr.
Ken: What the hell?! Wait! Hey! Aah! - [Ringing.]
- Pick up the phone.
Pick up the Goddamn phone.
[Cellphone ringing.]
[Dr.
Ken pounding and yelling in the distance.]
- I'd give the world to you - [Cellphone beeps.]
Bryce: Hi, it's Bryce.
Leave your positivity after the beep.
Shit.
Shit.
[Pounding and yelling continues.]
She could walk [Laughs.]
Chicken's coming home to roost, baby.
- Get out! - [Laughs.]
It's about to be Show Time at the Palmetto, baby! [Laughs.]
[Sighs.]
- [Phone rings, beeps.]
- Bryce.
Jenn, I think Bryce already got to Ken.
Oh, no.
Yeah.
Kenneth's car is still at the restaurant, but he's not there.
Where would Bryce have taken him? Uh Whenever Uncle Daddy has some dirt to do, he, uh, goes to the swamp over near Edgemont.
Okay.
âBe outside in two minutes.
- Dr.
Ken: [Muffled.]
Oh, my God! - [Exhales sharply.]
Aah! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - Dr.
Ken: Nam-myoho-renge-kyo.
- [Glass shatters.]
Nam-myoho-renge-kyo.
- Let me out! - [Trunk release pops.]
Help! Dr.
Ken: [Muffled screaming.]
Please, please.
Don't do this.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Aah! Aah! Please, I'm begging you.
Please.
My cousin is a huge exporter of carpets.
- [Gun cocks.]
- I can get you one wholesale.
I don't want your shitty rugs.
Okay.
I'll get it for you free.
Just shut the hell up.
Wait, what? Bryce, is that you? Be quiet.
Why the hell are you doing this? Is this 'cause I cracked on Roller? It's because you killed him, you asshole! Roller? Are you kidding me? I would never murder anyone.
Shut up and walk! - [Birds squawking.]
- [Both scream.]
- Goddamn it! - â[Screams.]
["What the World Needs Now is Love" plays.]
Bryce?! - What the world - Bryce! - Needs now - Kenneth! Bryce! Is love, sweet love [Gunshots.]
Shit! Over there.
It's the only thing - It is just the only thing - Bryce! [Gunshot.]
- That there's just too little of - âBryce! - What the world needs now - Aah! [Panting.]
Is love, sweet love "Out of your deepest pain will come your greatest gifts, but this can only happen when you take control of the meaning.
" Deepak Chopra? Are you kidding me? Tony Robbins, bitch.
You think I'm not gonna find you? Think again.
That's my baby brother, you shit.
You can't hide, Ken.
I'm gonna find you sooner or later.
[Gunshot.]
- Ken! - Desna! Bryce! Bryce! - Kenneth! - I'm over here! Dr.
Ken: Desna, I'm over here! Baby? Desna! I'm over here, Desna! Shit.
Baby, baby, baby, âbaby, baby, he didn't do it.
- [Music stops.]
- Yes, he did.
- No.
- Don't you move.
Bryce, Bryce, listen to your wife.
Dr.
Ken didn't kill Roller.
He was with me that night.
Bryce, he only got the gun because he was afraid of being robbed.
Shut up, all right? He had Roller's passcodes.
Everybody did.
Your brother had a big mouth.
Enough! Baby, okay, honey, baby, take a breath, okay? You don't want to do this.
You think about the kids, okay? I have to.
âBaby.
This is my way out.
[Dramatic music plays.]
Desna, no.
Bryce, we are not murderers, okay? This is not you.
You're an Abundance Life coach.
Y-You inspire football players and addicts.
Listen, listen, Bryce.
Bryce, you're not gonna be able to live with yourself if you do this.
Trust me.
Dr.
Ken didn't kill Roller, okay? You got to believe me.
Bryce, come on, baby.
I'm begging you.
Think about the girls, Bryce.
[Voice breaking.]
Think about the girls.
Okay? Bryce, please.
Please.
Please, I'm begging you.
- [Sobbing.]
- âYou're okay, you're okay.
- You're okay, baby.
- [Sighs.]
You're okay.
I'm so sorry! Jenn: You're okay.
You're okay.
[Inhales deeply.]
One, two, three! Oh, my God! I think you took my clitoris off! Uh, no, it's, uh [Clicks tongue.]
It's still there.
Oh.
Why don't we give it a little kitty nap? Ooh.
And I can rest my arm, okay? You just sit tight, keep breathing.
I'll get you âsome cucumber water, okay? [Bells ding.]
Hey, y'all.
Polly-Pol, you waxing again? Yeah.
Amway rejected my application.
Hey, how'd everything go? Well, Bryce tried to kill Dr.
Ken, but other than that, copacetic.
Girl, what? You have got to get away from these people.
When God gave out crazy, the Hussers got a second helping.
Pol, I'm trying.
I paid Uncle Daddy back, and I'm going to see a new salon today.
Girl, please hurry.
Jenn: I liked that meeting.
You should take some of that energy home and clean the pool with it.
[Laughs.]
[Sighs.]
I got to go see Uncle Daddy.
To tell him you quit, right? You paid back the money from the robbery.
- You're out.
- â[Sighs.]
You know, part of living an abundant life is cleaning out âthe negative influences.
Until we find out âwho killed Roller, I mean, we're just living under one big cloud of negativity.
Well, I'm positive you can get one of Uncle Daddy's thugs to do it.
Jenn, I Honey, I got one baby daddy up in prison.
I don't need another one.
I married you because you were different.
This is my brother, okay, and I need to help find who did this.
I'll let you put it in my butt.
[Laughs.]
Jenn I mean it.
Anal once a week.
I will make you fried peanut butter and jelly, also.
Uh, wow.
Hey, Jennifer, relax, okay? We're gonna manifest the life we want.
Baby [Scoffs.]
two days ago, you were walking around like a zombie.
Yesterday, you almost blew a man's full head off.
I just feel like a little ass action and a little PB&J will perk you right up.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I'm gonna be fine, baby.
All right? Now, we're gonna have a big life, big house, good school for the kids, everything under the sun.
Just trust me.
Mm.
[Grunts.]
Well, then, let's talk to everyone on the street.
Yeah, let's dig deep, nice and easy.
Let's start over here with the Big and Tall shop.
[Baseball bat thuds.]
Arlene, over here.
Arlene.
How's it going? Detective Arlene Branch.
[Lighter clicks.]
You know, braids go back to almost 500 B.
C.
I think they're from the Nok civilization in Nigeria.
[Chuckling.]
- [Siren wails in distance.]
- Chip: Let's just start with the folks at the Big and Tall shop.
Got a good lead on this Hassan guy.
There are a few flat screens in the back, and the eight massage chairs, just like you wanted.
This is definitely an upgrade.
So, you black.
You do nail? You Korean.
You sell hair? Brazilian, Malaysian, Filipino, Cambodian.
What do you like? Ooh-hoo-hoo! Give me some.
I heard that, girl.
You got all kind of businesses going on up in here.
Got to do what I got to do.
I support everyone, even the ones who aren't born yet.
Girl, I understand that.
You try.
[Switch clicks.]
Okay.
[Chair vibrating.]
[Laughs.]
Ooh-hoo! You better try this.
Listen, we barely know each other.
You like? It's nice.
Oh, thank you.
Mandy: Oh, no, I can't.
If I go two pounds over my perfect weight, my husband hides my heels.
Girl, the last man that put me on a diet got put on a diet from all of this.
- Oh.
- â[Laughs.]
When was the last time you had a hamburger or something? Um, two weeks ago, I went to the drive-thru - at 3:00 in the morning.
- What? And I let it sit in my mouth for 10 minutes before I spit it out.
Mandy, stop it.
- [Phone rings.]
- Excuse me one second.
- Hello? - Hey, Miss Desna, it's Carl.
I live behind you on Hammond, with the albino pugapoo.
I know who you are, Carl.
Is everything all right? Actually, it's not.
See, I was driving from the corner store to get a Lotto ticket, 'cause you know, it's over 100 today, and I just saw your brother.
He is up on a billboard on University Highway wildin' out.
Listen, if you don't want to see him all shot up on the 6:00 news, you need to get down her with a quickness.
[Bird cawing.]
What the hell? Carl: Tell your brother to look over here so I can Snapchat some shit.
Dean! What are you doing? I hate them! I hate them! Dean, I know, but this is not how you handle it! They should die! Dean, I know you're frustrated, baby, and I know you're confused, but come down and let's breathe this out.
No! No! Dean, the doctor said that, when you're frustrated, we should talk about it! But they broke the law! They hurt us! They shouldn't be here! This This This is our home! Baby, we can't control where anybody else lives! But But But come down and let's talk about this.
Uh, Virginia was asking about you! Virginia was? No! You're lying! No, she didn't! No, I'm not! She was blabbing all around the shop about you! Please.
Dean, come on, before somebody calls the police.
Can I Can I at least draw testicles on their face? Just one.
Hurry up.
Only one? Okay.
Carl! Quiet Ann: He could have really hurt himself up there.
I don't know what's going on.
This is batshit.
He's never done anything like that before.
You've got to take him back to the doctor.
He won't go.
Well, then, force him.
Last time you took him to that pricey place, you let him charm the doctors and then walk out the front door.
No, that place misdiagnosed him.
That is not how it happened, and you know that.
Are you calling me an enabler? Girl, if the press-on fits.
[Clicks tongue.]
Hey, honey, we all know that Dean is your whole life, but there are high-functioning autistic adults who live in group homes.
So do crazy people who make meatballs out of their own shit.
- Okay.
- âDesna Well, I'm not doing it, y'all.
Stop.
I'm not gonna do it, okay? There's no individual attention there.
It's just like going in a foster home.
Unless you hit the jackpot, you stuck with people who treat you like shit.
I just got to get Dean away from here.
This is the place you saw today? Yeah.
It's not as cool as the last one.
Yeah, where's the chandeliers and the big old throne chairs? Maybe it's at the bitch store with all y'all's attitude.
- [Laughter.]
- Damn! I thought we were running away from Uncle Daddy to the promised land.
This looks like some hole in the wall where they traffic girls and give happy endings to cops.
Ooh, another revenue stream.
How about that? Des You always told us not to lie to you.
You are better than this.
Okay, well, this is all we got.
[Cellphone dings.]
- Damn it.
- What? What is it? Uncle Daddy.
"I need to see you and Saigon right now.
" - Uh-oh.
- I'm gonna go with you.
My family is tripping lately.
Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these tricks like, run Ru-Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these, run these tricks Ru-Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these tricks like, run Run these, run, run these tricks like [Speaks indistinctly.]
What's going on, Clay? Well, let me just cut to the chase, 'cause I don't like to chase, but I do like to cut.
My boy here talking to that Arab over at the big-and-tall shop.
- Hassan? - Yeah.
Hassan, that's his name? Now, Hassan said that, on the day my baby boy was murdered, that he saw you two ladies, and you were on each other like butter on a bowl of hot grits.
We We had a disagreement.
Well, we heard it was a little more than that.
It was a fight.
Over Roller.
Who I understand was dipping both of you - deeply.
- Was he now? It was over a lot of things, Clay.
Well, the guy from âthe Messianic Jewish center said you beat Virginia up pretty bad.
And when she got in her car, you said, "Stay away from him.
" Is that true, Desna? I don't I don't remember.
I mean, what are y'all getting at? What do you think we're getting at? We're just trying to figure out who killed Roller here.
Well, it sure as hell wasn't them.
- Jennifer, don't.
- You are letting Uncle Daddy and his oki-doke ideas mess with your head.
- Watch it there now, girl.
- Oki-doke? My name ain't oki or doke.
First Dr.
Ken, now my best friend? She's the godmother of your Goddamn children.
You better slow your roll, there, blondie.
She better, before I pop her in the face.
Mama.
I'm trying to figure this whole thing out.
Saigon here told me some story straight out of "True Detective" Season one.
and I'm trying to paint a picture.
Now, I know my Roller was into drugs.
I know that.
He liked to party.
So I'm thinking maybe he got a little beef with his candy man, and he's the one who killed him and took that $50,000 out of his safe.
Well, he did say he was having trouble with his drug dealers.
- You got a name? - Um, I-I don't remember.
Well, you best start remembering, 'cause that cockamamie story you told me is starting to stink.
I'm telling you the truth.
You best be.
Now y'all get yourself gone.
You're starting to make me mad.
Come on.
Hey, baby.
Unh-unh, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Jenn: Why don't you stay at Uncle Daddy's house until you get your mind right? I don't want the kids coming down with your stupid.
Jennifer, you better get back over here and apologize to my son.
You cannot talk to him like that.
Jennifer! Did you hear me? Baby, come here.
Come here.
Come here, baby.
It's okay.
Those hussies know more about Roller's death than they're letting on.
I feel it.
I feel it in my bones.
Damn.
I just talked all that shit and left my cigarettes inside.
What the hell is wrong with you, china doll, huh? You're like a goddamn fortune teller without a store front.
"Ooh, roller had problems with his drug dealers.
" We needed to say something.
No, you needed to keep your pie hole shut! [Siren wails.]
And why in the hell did you take $50,000 from his safe? Because I thought we were supposed to make this look like a robbery, and now it does.
Boom, problem solved.
So your CSI instincts prompted you to be that damn stupid, huh? Don't you realize that the more you lie, the easier it is for them to be on to us? Don't you act all innocent, Desna.
- What? - You're the one who took the money out of Roller's duffel bag in the living room.
Listen.
There was at least $20,000 in there.
- Look, girl, let me tell you something.
- Let me tell you something.
I saw you.
So, if this is about splitting the coin, honey, we can talk.
We're not equals, dumb-dumb.
Okay, and I'm not your bitch.
Are you clicking back? Actually, I am.
[Juanda yelling indistinctly.]
This little bitch.
Oh, she can't be worse than my mother-in-law.
Did you hear her screaming in there, like a wild woman? [Gasps.]
Is everything all right, baby girl? Get the hell out! Get out! You think you actually gonna get up out of here, huh? That's exactly what I think, Roller.
I'm getting my salon and I'm getting out from underneath your family's thumb.
You best believe that.
And you can't haunt me anymore.
- [Laughs.]
- âShut up! You want me to squeeze your neck? Huh? You want me to squeeze your neck? [Laughs.]
[Sputtering.]
Hey, sugar.
Polly, what the hell are you doing here? Sit down.
I insist.
Get the eff out of my house.
What is wrong with you? You know, it wouldn't take but a minute to peel a bitty thing like you.
Now take a seat like a lady.
Okay.
Now, I hope you like vanilla frosting.
It's organic.
I'd like for you to tell me why you're here.
I have fantastic âperception skills, pretty baby.
Your long-winded soliloquy at the clinic, mixed with your general inability to make eye contract plus your constant need to embellish the details have made you very suspect.
Why can't you just talk like a normal person? See? You pretend to be a dumb-dumb because it lets you hide.
Yeah, but I know that there are synapses firing off in that pretty little head of yours and you're smarter than we think.
If whatever screwed-up thing you did gets Desna in trouble, I will cut a bitch.
Are we clear? [Scoffs.]
- Polly, I - [Thud.]
Answer the question.
Are we clear? Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
We're We're clear.
Good.
Now, eat up.
Ooh, they're still warm from the oven.
Be a shame if they got cold.
See? It's good, right? Mm-hmm.
Deanie? You scared me yesterday.
Sorry, Des.
I know you're in a lot of pain about what happened to us when we were younger.
And I look at this scar every day and remember that, but we got to move on.
Why Why didn't you let me draw the other testicle on their faces? I didn't want you to get arrested.
Why Why would I get arrested? They're the criminals.
[Sighs.]
Dean.
I want to do the exercise that the doctor taught us where you repeat after me.
No, no.
- No, yes.
- No more exercises.
The doctor told us it was good for you.
Dean, no, listen.
It's gonna help you understand that the Coombses can't hurt us anymore.
Come on.
The Coombses are on a picture.
Say it, Dean.
Come on.
The Coombses are on a picture.
They can't hurt us.
They can't hurt us.
Yeah.
We are safe.
We are safe.
Yeah.
No one can come between us.
Say it.
No one can come between us.
No one can come between us.
No one can come between us.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[Whispering.]
That's good.
That's good, baby.
Okay.
I like you, Des.
No one can come between us.
I like you, too.
No one can come between us.
Monty: Dean! Dean! [Speaks Spanish.]
You got to push harder.
I thought you wanted to be like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
I can't.
I can't.
Come on, man, you were doing so well.
I got this friend âthat's looking for bodybuilders for a performance piece he's doing next week in Miami at South Beach.
I was hoping to recommend you.
Yeah, I I don't think so, Monty.
I don't think so.
Come on.
It'll be great for your confidence.
You'll get out of town, hang out by the beach with some artsy folks, huh? No No one can touch me.
No, no, no, no, âthey can't touch you, Hammer.
Can't touch you.
- Yeah.
- Now, come on, let's push some weights.
What what's wrong? Look at me.
Don't tell me you got some girl problems.
Hmm? No, I'm mad.
I'm re-really mad.
I-I want to hurt someone.
No, no, no.
If you're mad at someone, you got to confront them.
I drew a picture, âand I cut the eyeballs out.
Okay, that's a little too Ted Bundy.
Look, look, Dean, if someone has hurt you Yeah.
you got to tell them what you're feeling inside.
Okay? What would Arnold do? He would crush them.
No.
That's movie Arnold.
The governor never hit anyone.
He likes to talk it through.
Yeah, that's true.
The governor is is a gentleman.
Yeah.
That's what his maid thought, too.
[Chuckles.]
Look, you got to tell whoever this is, really, what you're feeling âin your mind and your soul.
You got to build your muscles.
You got to build your mind, too.
- Okay.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Now, come on.
Okay, yeah.
Eliot Ness untouchable.
Untouchable, baby.
Come on.
Pushing here, 150 pounds, my friend.
[Speaks Spanish.]
I can't speak Spanish.
[Bell dings.]
Hey, y'all.
- Hey, Pol.
- How you doing? Oh.
You don't look so good, pretty baby.
Rough night? - Hey, Dean.
- Hey, Deanie.
I thought you were working out with Monty.
Monty dropped me off.
I want to go see our old foster parents today.
[Coughs.]
Wait a minute.
You what? I want to see our old foster parents today.
I don't want to make up any more stories or sing Jeffrey Osborne.
Monty said I need to confront them.
Mnh-mnh, Dean, âthat's not a good idea, okay? I'm doing it.
You're either with me or you're against me.
Pick your fancy.
Dean.
Dean.
Let's talk about this.
No.
Dean, âwhat are you gonna do, just roll up on these people's open house and confront them? Yes.
Yes.
1321 Winsome Lane.
Dean, maybe we should go see the doctor and work this out.
No, I don't need to work this out.
I need to say what's on my mind.
Right.
But that's only gonna make things worse, baby, okay? I'm trying to protect you.
No, speaking the truth will only improve things.
And you can't protect me.
I'm not your child.
Dean, listen to me.
Get out of the car, Dean.
Let's go now.
[Sighs.]
Wonderful.
And now, we'll show you the pièce de résistance.
Now, look at this.
Look at the light in this room.
Is that not beautiful? Isn't it lovely? No, I get to I get Oh, hi, welcome.
Come on in.
You looking for a new home? You love the open space? It's wonderful.
Come inside, we're just finishing up here.
Dean: Pee! You You made us sit in pee.
Is there something wrong with him? Go ahead, Dean.
We at cat food.
Cat food! I think you may need to take him out.
No.
Everything's all right.
It's all right.
You had us in bunk beds like the Middle Passage.
Who are you, sir? We were your foster kids.
My Lord.
We had 50 âbeautiful foster children, but I'm sure we don't remember you two.
You made us shit in the backyard! Man: I think we should go.
Oh, no, everything's fine.
It's just fine.
It's okay.
We'll come back tomorrow.
Oh, my.
Little Butterball Desna and Ricky Retardo.
No wonder your poor crackhead mama left you with us.
Let me find out you're still keeping kids.
I'm gonna report your ass.
Hay, hay.
They housed us just like hay.
You think anyone's gonna believe you? You'd be selling your ass on the corner if I hadn't taught you some sense.
You still doing coke, bitch? [Sniffs.]
That's what rich people do.
Y'all are the ones who cook it.
And your brother there? He'd still be peeing in his pants if I hadn't beat him straight.
How you doing That's not Don't you say that about me.
You still think of me as Mrs.
Meanie? I should whoop your ass for what you did to us! You tried to destroy us, but you didn't.
I helped you, just like we helped âall of those other children.
We have a commendation from the governor, dinner at Mar-A-Iago.
This state loves us.
Now get the hell out.
Come on, Des.
Don't touch my sister! Don't touch my sister! Don't touch Let's go, Des.
Let's go.
[Panting.]
Why does evil always win? Dean, it doesn't, okay? Look, I will protect you.
I've always protected you.
No, that's not true! You don't protect me, I protected you.
What are you talking about? Oh, no, no, don't tell her, Dean.
You can't tell her.
Dean, don't tell her.
Don't tell her.
- Don't tell me what, Dean? - Don't you tell her.
Don't you Don't you Dean, you can tell me.
No, I can't tell you! Their rules don't apply anymore, Dean, okay? - You can tell me.
- No, don't tell her.
Dean, don't you tell her, Dean.
Don't âNo, no, they they they They They They They had sex with me.
They told me if if I said anything that they would do the same thing to you.
[Urinating.]
I'm sorry, Des.
I'm sorry.
Oh, no! Des, I'm sorry! Des, I'm sorry! [Voice breaking.]
I'm! [Gunshot.]
[Gunshot.]
[Gunshot.]
Shit.
Dean! Dean, what the hell are you doing? Put that thing down! Dean! Put it down! I need I need to get rid of them, Desna.
Not like this! âWhere did you get that from? Sporting goods store.
Didn't they check your ID or something? You You can't have a gun.
This is Florida.
I'm standing my ground.
This is not how you do it.
I don't feel safe.
[Whispering.]
âThey can't hurt you, Dean.
They already did, Desna.
I-I'll put bars on the house, I'll get an alarm system, but I can't have a gun in this house, Dean.
I can't do it.
Dean, please.
Put the gun down.
Dean, put it down.
Please.
[Sighs.]
[Whimpers.]
[Sighs.]
[Groans.]
What's going on? We're pinning Roller's murder on my foster parents.
Have you lost your mind? They did unspeakable shit to my brother.
Dean's ass went out and bought a gun today.
A gun? If I don't do this, Dean is gonna settle it his damn self.
Wait, wait, wait, what? We're gonna make them look like they're Roller's drug dealers, okay? We're gonna plant coke and the rest of Roller's money in their house.
Whoa, whoa, Des, I don't think this is a good idea.
No.
And then, I'm gonna call the police, right, turn them in.
They'll be in jail âfor the rest of their lives, and then me and you are good.
Desna, I need that money.
So do I.
But what I don't need is my brother running around shooting up my damn place.
Your foster parents? Come on.
China doll, don't punk out on me now.
[Sighs.]
âAll right, all right, all right, how are we gonna plant the money on them? I don't know.
We'll find somebody who can break in their house.
I mean, between the two of us, we got to know somebody who can do it.
I know someone who can do it.
Trust me.
They're good.
Oh, whoa.
There she is.
- Are you crazy? - What? Hell no, we can't What's going on, âTweedledee and Tweedledum? We're in a jam.
Wait, wait, wait.
We cannot let Polly help us with this.
- Why not? - How do you know? Pol, you're wearing an ankle bracelet.
One false move âand you'll be back in Gaston sucking cheese âoff some prison bitch's toes.
I'm not gonna be responsible for that.
Oh, all right, then.
I guess I'm just gonna have to go to the police with what I know.
Pol, you can't blackmail us into letting you help us.
I can try.
Watch this.
China doll here killed Roller! Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, Polly, just, shh.
Jesus.
How did you know that? Sugar, please.
Pol, that was after I tried to drown him.
You were in on this, too? Desna! No, no, it was after he attacked me.
Oh, bless his heart.
I mean, that's terrible.
Polly, please, we really need your help to set up the Coombses for the murder.
- Mnh-mnh.
- We need this, Des.
We cannot let this woman get in trouble on account of what we did.
I am not gonna get in trouble.
Are you crazy? After everything that you've done for me? You're like my sister, Des.
You got to let me help you.
Besides, I have a friend at the motel who has a tracking jammer.
I am gonna be fine.
But are you sure you want to do this? Our foster parents âdid horrible things to Dean.
- To Dean? - They hurt him.
No.
[Voice breaking.]
They did stuff.
He wouldn't even tell me, stuff I can't even say.
No.
They need to be in jail.
They need to pay âfor what they did to my brother.
[Sniffs.]
I can't let them do that to another child.
I just can't.
- Okay.
No, you can't.
- It's okay, I got you.
I just can't.
It's too darn hot Too, too darn hot It's too darn hot It's too da-a-arn hot [Buzzing.]
[Dog barks.]
[Barking.]
Sit! [Whining.]
[Speaking German.]
It's too darn hot [Fingernails clicking.]
Unh-unh, unh-unh, stop that clicking.
It's too darn hot It's too Darn Hot! What time is it? How long she been in there? 15, 20 minutes.
[Vehicle approaches.]
- Oh, damn! - Let's go! She is taking too long.
We got to go.
Shut up.
Shit.
Desna, go! - Shut up.
- I am too cute for jail.
I'm not leaving her.
- Hurry, Pol! - Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Oh, my God - Come on! Come on! Come on! Get in! Get in! We did it.
Oh, my nipples are so hard, they could crack a nut.
We did it! [All scream.]
[Sighs.]
[Exhales deeply.]
[Phone rings.]
Operator: 911 operator.
What's your emergency? Yeah, um, I want to report a murder.
Murder? Yeah, uh, um, this guy named Roller Husser.
We was partying a few weeks back when his drug dealers came in and they killed him.
Now, I ain't no snitch, but I felt like this was the right thing to do.
Yeah? âToby's real nice.
Try to get them little eyes to light up, but - Clay.
- Yeah? We just got a call.
We got a lead on Roller's killers.
Take care of it.
Done.
[Bell dings.]
Hey, y'all.
Morning, babe.
How you doing? I am hanging in there.
Nobody eat these.
They're for the clients.
- How's Dean? - He's better.
- Desna.
- Hey.
All right, I have good news and interesting news.
The good news is that Mrs.
Choi is willing to take a deposit today, and she's knocked $500 off the asking price.
My girl.
The interesting news The owner of Glint Nails has put it back on the market, and she's willing to play ball with you.
- Shut up.
- Mm-hmm.
So, the racist who didn't want to deal with my kind has now changed her tune? This could be delicious.
It's $1,500 more a month.
I mean, I say play it safe.
I say I keep the promise I made to my brother.
And getting a salon is one step closer to doing that.
Desna, are you sure? I'm not gonna settle, Mandy, and neither should you.
Now, I'm not one to speak on nobody's marriage.
But you deserve a hamburger every now and again.
- Desna - No, no, no, I'm serious.
We can't live our lives just for men.
Who does that? We got to do some things for ourselves.
I'm trying to tell you.
I want you to take this.
- Mm-hmm.
- I want you to eat it.
I want you to swallow it.
[Laughs.]
I promise.
You are good, Mandy.
You hear me? You're good.
Thank you.
Congrats.
[Screams.]
[All cheering.]
Put some music on, handsome.
Oh, my God.
["Lady Marmalade" plays.]
All: Yeah! Hey, sister, go sister Soul sister, go sister Hey, sister, go sister Soul sister, go sister He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans Struttin' her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey, Joe.
You wanna give it a go?" Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya Creole Lady Marmalade [Knocking.]
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Hey! Voulez vous coucher avec moi? [All shouting.]
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up Boy drank all that Magnolia wine On her black satin sheets where he started to freak Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya - [Grunting.]
- Creole Lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? Oh, oh, oh! Keith: No, no! Don't, please! Touching her skin, feelin' silky smooth - [Grunts.]
- The color of café au lait Made the savage beast inside roar until it cried More, more, more! Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 But when he turns off to sleep old memories creep - More, more, more - [Gun cocks.]
Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya Creole Lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? [All cheering.]
Creole Lady Marmalade [Phone ringing.]
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? [Laughter.]
- [Laughs.]
- Nail Artisans.
Uncle Daddy: This is Clay.
Hey.
Hey, Clay.
Is everything all right? Yeah, things are just fine, Miss Desna.
- Is this a good time? - Yeah, what's going on? Well, Roller's killers have beautifully transitioned, thanks to some mercurial angels led by my handsome nephew, Bryce.
Are you saying that Roller's killers are dead? Who Who did this to him? Dirty mothers.
Ran some high-end real-estate office across the state, dealing drugs âout of every one of them.
Someone's conscience got the best of them and they tipped off the police.
Luckily, I got some cops on the tit, and they, uh, gave me a head start.
[Quietly.]
My God.
Listen, uh, I just I just wanted to say sorry if this investigation caused you any pain or hardship.
And give my regards to Virginia, as well.
My nephew used to say, "It's a new era, y'all.
" - [Beeps.]
- Shit.
Who found them? Was it Bryce? Did he do it? [Sobs.]
Don't cry, baby, don't cry.
[Sobbing.]
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
[Crying.]
No! No! [Sobbing.]
Dean.
Deanie, I I am so sorry for what they did to you.
I wish I had known back then.
They're not gonna be able to hurt you anymore.
Ho-How do you know? I know.
I ju I just know.
It's time to put all the the pain behind us the Coombses, Roller, all of it.
I need you to know âthat we're safe now, baby.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
[Opera music playing.]
[Operatic singing in Italian.]
[Hoarsely.]
Help me.
Help me.
Help me.
Help Help me.
Mr.
Emerson.
No, I'm Roller.
You're alive.
I need water.
Who are you? I'm your bleeding heart of love, Mr.
Emerson.
Oh, welcome to Tuscany.
[Singing continues.]
[Vocalizing.]
- You're finally home.
- I need help.
[Lock clicks.]
Mandy: I'm gonna find you the best salon in town.
Roller is missing.
Uncle Daddy: They found him in a swamp, floatin' on a Goddamn piece of fiberglass from his boat.
We gonna get out from underneath all of this mess.
You're a Husser, boy.
You're family.
You don't owe that man shit.
Oh, no, no! I-I-I thought the Coombses were in Tallahassee.
He had training today.
I had to cancel it 'cause he saw our old foster parents.
- Which ones? - The bad ones.
These people treated us like animals.
Bryce figured out who killed Roller.
Seriously? Dr.
Ken murdered Roller, and Uncle Daddy wants me to kill him.
Kenneth had nothing to do with this.
Dr.
Ken: What the hell?! Wait! Hey! Aah! - [Ringing.]
- Pick up the phone.
Pick up the Goddamn phone.
[Cellphone ringing.]
[Dr.
Ken pounding and yelling in the distance.]
- I'd give the world to you - [Cellphone beeps.]
Bryce: Hi, it's Bryce.
Leave your positivity after the beep.
Shit.
Shit.
[Pounding and yelling continues.]
She could walk [Laughs.]
Chicken's coming home to roost, baby.
- Get out! - [Laughs.]
It's about to be Show Time at the Palmetto, baby! [Laughs.]
[Sighs.]
- [Phone rings, beeps.]
- Bryce.
Jenn, I think Bryce already got to Ken.
Oh, no.
Yeah.
Kenneth's car is still at the restaurant, but he's not there.
Where would Bryce have taken him? Uh Whenever Uncle Daddy has some dirt to do, he, uh, goes to the swamp over near Edgemont.
Okay.
âBe outside in two minutes.
- Dr.
Ken: [Muffled.]
Oh, my God! - [Exhales sharply.]
Aah! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! - Dr.
Ken: Nam-myoho-renge-kyo.
- [Glass shatters.]
Nam-myoho-renge-kyo.
- Let me out! - [Trunk release pops.]
Help! Dr.
Ken: [Muffled screaming.]
Please, please.
Don't do this.
Please.
Please.
Please.
Aah! Aah! Please, I'm begging you.
Please.
My cousin is a huge exporter of carpets.
- [Gun cocks.]
- I can get you one wholesale.
I don't want your shitty rugs.
Okay.
I'll get it for you free.
Just shut the hell up.
Wait, what? Bryce, is that you? Be quiet.
Why the hell are you doing this? Is this 'cause I cracked on Roller? It's because you killed him, you asshole! Roller? Are you kidding me? I would never murder anyone.
Shut up and walk! - [Birds squawking.]
- [Both scream.]
- Goddamn it! - â[Screams.]
["What the World Needs Now is Love" plays.]
Bryce?! - What the world - Bryce! - Needs now - Kenneth! Bryce! Is love, sweet love [Gunshots.]
Shit! Over there.
It's the only thing - It is just the only thing - Bryce! [Gunshot.]
- That there's just too little of - âBryce! - What the world needs now - Aah! [Panting.]
Is love, sweet love "Out of your deepest pain will come your greatest gifts, but this can only happen when you take control of the meaning.
" Deepak Chopra? Are you kidding me? Tony Robbins, bitch.
You think I'm not gonna find you? Think again.
That's my baby brother, you shit.
You can't hide, Ken.
I'm gonna find you sooner or later.
[Gunshot.]
- Ken! - Desna! Bryce! Bryce! - Kenneth! - I'm over here! Dr.
Ken: Desna, I'm over here! Baby? Desna! I'm over here, Desna! Shit.
Baby, baby, baby, âbaby, baby, he didn't do it.
- [Music stops.]
- Yes, he did.
- No.
- Don't you move.
Bryce, Bryce, listen to your wife.
Dr.
Ken didn't kill Roller.
He was with me that night.
Bryce, he only got the gun because he was afraid of being robbed.
Shut up, all right? He had Roller's passcodes.
Everybody did.
Your brother had a big mouth.
Enough! Baby, okay, honey, baby, take a breath, okay? You don't want to do this.
You think about the kids, okay? I have to.
âBaby.
This is my way out.
[Dramatic music plays.]
Desna, no.
Bryce, we are not murderers, okay? This is not you.
You're an Abundance Life coach.
Y-You inspire football players and addicts.
Listen, listen, Bryce.
Bryce, you're not gonna be able to live with yourself if you do this.
Trust me.
Dr.
Ken didn't kill Roller, okay? You got to believe me.
Bryce, come on, baby.
I'm begging you.
Think about the girls, Bryce.
[Voice breaking.]
Think about the girls.
Okay? Bryce, please.
Please.
Please, I'm begging you.
- [Sobbing.]
- âYou're okay, you're okay.
- You're okay, baby.
- [Sighs.]
You're okay.
I'm so sorry! Jenn: You're okay.
You're okay.
[Inhales deeply.]
One, two, three! Oh, my God! I think you took my clitoris off! Uh, no, it's, uh [Clicks tongue.]
It's still there.
Oh.
Why don't we give it a little kitty nap? Ooh.
And I can rest my arm, okay? You just sit tight, keep breathing.
I'll get you âsome cucumber water, okay? [Bells ding.]
Hey, y'all.
Polly-Pol, you waxing again? Yeah.
Amway rejected my application.
Hey, how'd everything go? Well, Bryce tried to kill Dr.
Ken, but other than that, copacetic.
Girl, what? You have got to get away from these people.
When God gave out crazy, the Hussers got a second helping.
Pol, I'm trying.
I paid Uncle Daddy back, and I'm going to see a new salon today.
Girl, please hurry.
Jenn: I liked that meeting.
You should take some of that energy home and clean the pool with it.
[Laughs.]
[Sighs.]
I got to go see Uncle Daddy.
To tell him you quit, right? You paid back the money from the robbery.
- You're out.
- â[Sighs.]
You know, part of living an abundant life is cleaning out âthe negative influences.
Until we find out âwho killed Roller, I mean, we're just living under one big cloud of negativity.
Well, I'm positive you can get one of Uncle Daddy's thugs to do it.
Jenn, I Honey, I got one baby daddy up in prison.
I don't need another one.
I married you because you were different.
This is my brother, okay, and I need to help find who did this.
I'll let you put it in my butt.
[Laughs.]
Jenn I mean it.
Anal once a week.
I will make you fried peanut butter and jelly, also.
Uh, wow.
Hey, Jennifer, relax, okay? We're gonna manifest the life we want.
Baby [Scoffs.]
two days ago, you were walking around like a zombie.
Yesterday, you almost blew a man's full head off.
I just feel like a little ass action and a little PB&J will perk you right up.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
I'm gonna be fine, baby.
All right? Now, we're gonna have a big life, big house, good school for the kids, everything under the sun.
Just trust me.
Mm.
[Grunts.]
Well, then, let's talk to everyone on the street.
Yeah, let's dig deep, nice and easy.
Let's start over here with the Big and Tall shop.
[Baseball bat thuds.]
Arlene, over here.
Arlene.
How's it going? Detective Arlene Branch.
[Lighter clicks.]
You know, braids go back to almost 500 B.
C.
I think they're from the Nok civilization in Nigeria.
[Chuckling.]
- [Siren wails in distance.]
- Chip: Let's just start with the folks at the Big and Tall shop.
Got a good lead on this Hassan guy.
There are a few flat screens in the back, and the eight massage chairs, just like you wanted.
This is definitely an upgrade.
So, you black.
You do nail? You Korean.
You sell hair? Brazilian, Malaysian, Filipino, Cambodian.
What do you like? Ooh-hoo-hoo! Give me some.
I heard that, girl.
You got all kind of businesses going on up in here.
Got to do what I got to do.
I support everyone, even the ones who aren't born yet.
Girl, I understand that.
You try.
[Switch clicks.]
Okay.
[Chair vibrating.]
[Laughs.]
Ooh-hoo! You better try this.
Listen, we barely know each other.
You like? It's nice.
Oh, thank you.
Mandy: Oh, no, I can't.
If I go two pounds over my perfect weight, my husband hides my heels.
Girl, the last man that put me on a diet got put on a diet from all of this.
- Oh.
- â[Laughs.]
When was the last time you had a hamburger or something? Um, two weeks ago, I went to the drive-thru - at 3:00 in the morning.
- What? And I let it sit in my mouth for 10 minutes before I spit it out.
Mandy, stop it.
- [Phone rings.]
- Excuse me one second.
- Hello? - Hey, Miss Desna, it's Carl.
I live behind you on Hammond, with the albino pugapoo.
I know who you are, Carl.
Is everything all right? Actually, it's not.
See, I was driving from the corner store to get a Lotto ticket, 'cause you know, it's over 100 today, and I just saw your brother.
He is up on a billboard on University Highway wildin' out.
Listen, if you don't want to see him all shot up on the 6:00 news, you need to get down her with a quickness.
[Bird cawing.]
What the hell? Carl: Tell your brother to look over here so I can Snapchat some shit.
Dean! What are you doing? I hate them! I hate them! Dean, I know, but this is not how you handle it! They should die! Dean, I know you're frustrated, baby, and I know you're confused, but come down and let's breathe this out.
No! No! Dean, the doctor said that, when you're frustrated, we should talk about it! But they broke the law! They hurt us! They shouldn't be here! This This This is our home! Baby, we can't control where anybody else lives! But But But come down and let's talk about this.
Uh, Virginia was asking about you! Virginia was? No! You're lying! No, she didn't! No, I'm not! She was blabbing all around the shop about you! Please.
Dean, come on, before somebody calls the police.
Can I Can I at least draw testicles on their face? Just one.
Hurry up.
Only one? Okay.
Carl! Quiet Ann: He could have really hurt himself up there.
I don't know what's going on.
This is batshit.
He's never done anything like that before.
You've got to take him back to the doctor.
He won't go.
Well, then, force him.
Last time you took him to that pricey place, you let him charm the doctors and then walk out the front door.
No, that place misdiagnosed him.
That is not how it happened, and you know that.
Are you calling me an enabler? Girl, if the press-on fits.
[Clicks tongue.]
Hey, honey, we all know that Dean is your whole life, but there are high-functioning autistic adults who live in group homes.
So do crazy people who make meatballs out of their own shit.
- Okay.
- âDesna Well, I'm not doing it, y'all.
Stop.
I'm not gonna do it, okay? There's no individual attention there.
It's just like going in a foster home.
Unless you hit the jackpot, you stuck with people who treat you like shit.
I just got to get Dean away from here.
This is the place you saw today? Yeah.
It's not as cool as the last one.
Yeah, where's the chandeliers and the big old throne chairs? Maybe it's at the bitch store with all y'all's attitude.
- [Laughter.]
- Damn! I thought we were running away from Uncle Daddy to the promised land.
This looks like some hole in the wall where they traffic girls and give happy endings to cops.
Ooh, another revenue stream.
How about that? Des You always told us not to lie to you.
You are better than this.
Okay, well, this is all we got.
[Cellphone dings.]
- Damn it.
- What? What is it? Uncle Daddy.
"I need to see you and Saigon right now.
" - Uh-oh.
- I'm gonna go with you.
My family is tripping lately.
Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these tricks like, run Ru-Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these, run these tricks Ru-Ru-Run these tricks, run Run these tricks like, run Run these, run, run these tricks like [Speaks indistinctly.]
What's going on, Clay? Well, let me just cut to the chase, 'cause I don't like to chase, but I do like to cut.
My boy here talking to that Arab over at the big-and-tall shop.
- Hassan? - Yeah.
Hassan, that's his name? Now, Hassan said that, on the day my baby boy was murdered, that he saw you two ladies, and you were on each other like butter on a bowl of hot grits.
We We had a disagreement.
Well, we heard it was a little more than that.
It was a fight.
Over Roller.
Who I understand was dipping both of you - deeply.
- Was he now? It was over a lot of things, Clay.
Well, the guy from âthe Messianic Jewish center said you beat Virginia up pretty bad.
And when she got in her car, you said, "Stay away from him.
" Is that true, Desna? I don't I don't remember.
I mean, what are y'all getting at? What do you think we're getting at? We're just trying to figure out who killed Roller here.
Well, it sure as hell wasn't them.
- Jennifer, don't.
- You are letting Uncle Daddy and his oki-doke ideas mess with your head.
- Watch it there now, girl.
- Oki-doke? My name ain't oki or doke.
First Dr.
Ken, now my best friend? She's the godmother of your Goddamn children.
You better slow your roll, there, blondie.
She better, before I pop her in the face.
Mama.
I'm trying to figure this whole thing out.
Saigon here told me some story straight out of "True Detective" Season one.
and I'm trying to paint a picture.
Now, I know my Roller was into drugs.
I know that.
He liked to party.
So I'm thinking maybe he got a little beef with his candy man, and he's the one who killed him and took that $50,000 out of his safe.
Well, he did say he was having trouble with his drug dealers.
- You got a name? - Um, I-I don't remember.
Well, you best start remembering, 'cause that cockamamie story you told me is starting to stink.
I'm telling you the truth.
You best be.
Now y'all get yourself gone.
You're starting to make me mad.
Come on.
Hey, baby.
Unh-unh, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Jenn: Why don't you stay at Uncle Daddy's house until you get your mind right? I don't want the kids coming down with your stupid.
Jennifer, you better get back over here and apologize to my son.
You cannot talk to him like that.
Jennifer! Did you hear me? Baby, come here.
Come here.
Come here, baby.
It's okay.
Those hussies know more about Roller's death than they're letting on.
I feel it.
I feel it in my bones.
Damn.
I just talked all that shit and left my cigarettes inside.
What the hell is wrong with you, china doll, huh? You're like a goddamn fortune teller without a store front.
"Ooh, roller had problems with his drug dealers.
" We needed to say something.
No, you needed to keep your pie hole shut! [Siren wails.]
And why in the hell did you take $50,000 from his safe? Because I thought we were supposed to make this look like a robbery, and now it does.
Boom, problem solved.
So your CSI instincts prompted you to be that damn stupid, huh? Don't you realize that the more you lie, the easier it is for them to be on to us? Don't you act all innocent, Desna.
- What? - You're the one who took the money out of Roller's duffel bag in the living room.
Listen.
There was at least $20,000 in there.
- Look, girl, let me tell you something.
- Let me tell you something.
I saw you.
So, if this is about splitting the coin, honey, we can talk.
We're not equals, dumb-dumb.
Okay, and I'm not your bitch.
Are you clicking back? Actually, I am.
[Juanda yelling indistinctly.]
This little bitch.
Oh, she can't be worse than my mother-in-law.
Did you hear her screaming in there, like a wild woman? [Gasps.]
Is everything all right, baby girl? Get the hell out! Get out! You think you actually gonna get up out of here, huh? That's exactly what I think, Roller.
I'm getting my salon and I'm getting out from underneath your family's thumb.
You best believe that.
And you can't haunt me anymore.
- [Laughs.]
- âShut up! You want me to squeeze your neck? Huh? You want me to squeeze your neck? [Laughs.]
[Sputtering.]
Hey, sugar.
Polly, what the hell are you doing here? Sit down.
I insist.
Get the eff out of my house.
What is wrong with you? You know, it wouldn't take but a minute to peel a bitty thing like you.
Now take a seat like a lady.
Okay.
Now, I hope you like vanilla frosting.
It's organic.
I'd like for you to tell me why you're here.
I have fantastic âperception skills, pretty baby.
Your long-winded soliloquy at the clinic, mixed with your general inability to make eye contract plus your constant need to embellish the details have made you very suspect.
Why can't you just talk like a normal person? See? You pretend to be a dumb-dumb because it lets you hide.
Yeah, but I know that there are synapses firing off in that pretty little head of yours and you're smarter than we think.
If whatever screwed-up thing you did gets Desna in trouble, I will cut a bitch.
Are we clear? [Scoffs.]
- Polly, I - [Thud.]
Answer the question.
Are we clear? Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
We're We're clear.
Good.
Now, eat up.
Ooh, they're still warm from the oven.
Be a shame if they got cold.
See? It's good, right? Mm-hmm.
Deanie? You scared me yesterday.
Sorry, Des.
I know you're in a lot of pain about what happened to us when we were younger.
And I look at this scar every day and remember that, but we got to move on.
Why Why didn't you let me draw the other testicle on their faces? I didn't want you to get arrested.
Why Why would I get arrested? They're the criminals.
[Sighs.]
Dean.
I want to do the exercise that the doctor taught us where you repeat after me.
No, no.
- No, yes.
- No more exercises.
The doctor told us it was good for you.
Dean, no, listen.
It's gonna help you understand that the Coombses can't hurt us anymore.
Come on.
The Coombses are on a picture.
Say it, Dean.
Come on.
The Coombses are on a picture.
They can't hurt us.
They can't hurt us.
Yeah.
We are safe.
We are safe.
Yeah.
No one can come between us.
Say it.
No one can come between us.
No one can come between us.
No one can come between us.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah.
[Whispering.]
That's good.
That's good, baby.
Okay.
I like you, Des.
No one can come between us.
I like you, too.
No one can come between us.
Monty: Dean! Dean! [Speaks Spanish.]
You got to push harder.
I thought you wanted to be like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
I can't.
I can't.
Come on, man, you were doing so well.
I got this friend âthat's looking for bodybuilders for a performance piece he's doing next week in Miami at South Beach.
I was hoping to recommend you.
Yeah, I I don't think so, Monty.
I don't think so.
Come on.
It'll be great for your confidence.
You'll get out of town, hang out by the beach with some artsy folks, huh? No No one can touch me.
No, no, no, no, âthey can't touch you, Hammer.
Can't touch you.
- Yeah.
- Now, come on, let's push some weights.
What what's wrong? Look at me.
Don't tell me you got some girl problems.
Hmm? No, I'm mad.
I'm re-really mad.
I-I want to hurt someone.
No, no, no.
If you're mad at someone, you got to confront them.
I drew a picture, âand I cut the eyeballs out.
Okay, that's a little too Ted Bundy.
Look, look, Dean, if someone has hurt you Yeah.
you got to tell them what you're feeling inside.
Okay? What would Arnold do? He would crush them.
No.
That's movie Arnold.
The governor never hit anyone.
He likes to talk it through.
Yeah, that's true.
The governor is is a gentleman.
Yeah.
That's what his maid thought, too.
[Chuckles.]
Look, you got to tell whoever this is, really, what you're feeling âin your mind and your soul.
You got to build your muscles.
You got to build your mind, too.
- Okay.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Now, come on.
Okay, yeah.
Eliot Ness untouchable.
Untouchable, baby.
Come on.
Pushing here, 150 pounds, my friend.
[Speaks Spanish.]
I can't speak Spanish.
[Bell dings.]
Hey, y'all.
- Hey, Pol.
- How you doing? Oh.
You don't look so good, pretty baby.
Rough night? - Hey, Dean.
- Hey, Deanie.
I thought you were working out with Monty.
Monty dropped me off.
I want to go see our old foster parents today.
[Coughs.]
Wait a minute.
You what? I want to see our old foster parents today.
I don't want to make up any more stories or sing Jeffrey Osborne.
Monty said I need to confront them.
Mnh-mnh, Dean, âthat's not a good idea, okay? I'm doing it.
You're either with me or you're against me.
Pick your fancy.
Dean.
Dean.
Let's talk about this.
No.
Dean, âwhat are you gonna do, just roll up on these people's open house and confront them? Yes.
Yes.
1321 Winsome Lane.
Dean, maybe we should go see the doctor and work this out.
No, I don't need to work this out.
I need to say what's on my mind.
Right.
But that's only gonna make things worse, baby, okay? I'm trying to protect you.
No, speaking the truth will only improve things.
And you can't protect me.
I'm not your child.
Dean, listen to me.
Get out of the car, Dean.
Let's go now.
[Sighs.]
Wonderful.
And now, we'll show you the pièce de résistance.
Now, look at this.
Look at the light in this room.
Is that not beautiful? Isn't it lovely? No, I get to I get Oh, hi, welcome.
Come on in.
You looking for a new home? You love the open space? It's wonderful.
Come inside, we're just finishing up here.
Dean: Pee! You You made us sit in pee.
Is there something wrong with him? Go ahead, Dean.
We at cat food.
Cat food! I think you may need to take him out.
No.
Everything's all right.
It's all right.
You had us in bunk beds like the Middle Passage.
Who are you, sir? We were your foster kids.
My Lord.
We had 50 âbeautiful foster children, but I'm sure we don't remember you two.
You made us shit in the backyard! Man: I think we should go.
Oh, no, everything's fine.
It's just fine.
It's okay.
We'll come back tomorrow.
Oh, my.
Little Butterball Desna and Ricky Retardo.
No wonder your poor crackhead mama left you with us.
Let me find out you're still keeping kids.
I'm gonna report your ass.
Hay, hay.
They housed us just like hay.
You think anyone's gonna believe you? You'd be selling your ass on the corner if I hadn't taught you some sense.
You still doing coke, bitch? [Sniffs.]
That's what rich people do.
Y'all are the ones who cook it.
And your brother there? He'd still be peeing in his pants if I hadn't beat him straight.
How you doing That's not Don't you say that about me.
You still think of me as Mrs.
Meanie? I should whoop your ass for what you did to us! You tried to destroy us, but you didn't.
I helped you, just like we helped âall of those other children.
We have a commendation from the governor, dinner at Mar-A-Iago.
This state loves us.
Now get the hell out.
Come on, Des.
Don't touch my sister! Don't touch my sister! Don't touch Let's go, Des.
Let's go.
[Panting.]
Why does evil always win? Dean, it doesn't, okay? Look, I will protect you.
I've always protected you.
No, that's not true! You don't protect me, I protected you.
What are you talking about? Oh, no, no, don't tell her, Dean.
You can't tell her.
Dean, don't tell her.
Don't tell her.
- Don't tell me what, Dean? - Don't you tell her.
Don't you Don't you Dean, you can tell me.
No, I can't tell you! Their rules don't apply anymore, Dean, okay? - You can tell me.
- No, don't tell her.
Dean, don't you tell her, Dean.
Don't âNo, no, they they they They They They They had sex with me.
They told me if if I said anything that they would do the same thing to you.
[Urinating.]
I'm sorry, Des.
I'm sorry.
Oh, no! Des, I'm sorry! Des, I'm sorry! [Voice breaking.]
I'm! [Gunshot.]
[Gunshot.]
[Gunshot.]
Shit.
Dean! Dean, what the hell are you doing? Put that thing down! Dean! Put it down! I need I need to get rid of them, Desna.
Not like this! âWhere did you get that from? Sporting goods store.
Didn't they check your ID or something? You You can't have a gun.
This is Florida.
I'm standing my ground.
This is not how you do it.
I don't feel safe.
[Whispering.]
âThey can't hurt you, Dean.
They already did, Desna.
I-I'll put bars on the house, I'll get an alarm system, but I can't have a gun in this house, Dean.
I can't do it.
Dean, please.
Put the gun down.
Dean, put it down.
Please.
[Sighs.]
[Whimpers.]
[Sighs.]
[Groans.]
What's going on? We're pinning Roller's murder on my foster parents.
Have you lost your mind? They did unspeakable shit to my brother.
Dean's ass went out and bought a gun today.
A gun? If I don't do this, Dean is gonna settle it his damn self.
Wait, wait, wait, what? We're gonna make them look like they're Roller's drug dealers, okay? We're gonna plant coke and the rest of Roller's money in their house.
Whoa, whoa, Des, I don't think this is a good idea.
No.
And then, I'm gonna call the police, right, turn them in.
They'll be in jail âfor the rest of their lives, and then me and you are good.
Desna, I need that money.
So do I.
But what I don't need is my brother running around shooting up my damn place.
Your foster parents? Come on.
China doll, don't punk out on me now.
[Sighs.]
âAll right, all right, all right, how are we gonna plant the money on them? I don't know.
We'll find somebody who can break in their house.
I mean, between the two of us, we got to know somebody who can do it.
I know someone who can do it.
Trust me.
They're good.
Oh, whoa.
There she is.
- Are you crazy? - What? Hell no, we can't What's going on, âTweedledee and Tweedledum? We're in a jam.
Wait, wait, wait.
We cannot let Polly help us with this.
- Why not? - How do you know? Pol, you're wearing an ankle bracelet.
One false move âand you'll be back in Gaston sucking cheese âoff some prison bitch's toes.
I'm not gonna be responsible for that.
Oh, all right, then.
I guess I'm just gonna have to go to the police with what I know.
Pol, you can't blackmail us into letting you help us.
I can try.
Watch this.
China doll here killed Roller! Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, Polly, just, shh.
Jesus.
How did you know that? Sugar, please.
Pol, that was after I tried to drown him.
You were in on this, too? Desna! No, no, it was after he attacked me.
Oh, bless his heart.
I mean, that's terrible.
Polly, please, we really need your help to set up the Coombses for the murder.
- Mnh-mnh.
- We need this, Des.
We cannot let this woman get in trouble on account of what we did.
I am not gonna get in trouble.
Are you crazy? After everything that you've done for me? You're like my sister, Des.
You got to let me help you.
Besides, I have a friend at the motel who has a tracking jammer.
I am gonna be fine.
But are you sure you want to do this? Our foster parents âdid horrible things to Dean.
- To Dean? - They hurt him.
No.
[Voice breaking.]
They did stuff.
He wouldn't even tell me, stuff I can't even say.
No.
They need to be in jail.
They need to pay âfor what they did to my brother.
[Sniffs.]
I can't let them do that to another child.
I just can't.
- Okay.
No, you can't.
- It's okay, I got you.
I just can't.
It's too darn hot Too, too darn hot It's too darn hot It's too da-a-arn hot [Buzzing.]
[Dog barks.]
[Barking.]
Sit! [Whining.]
[Speaking German.]
It's too darn hot [Fingernails clicking.]
Unh-unh, unh-unh, stop that clicking.
It's too darn hot It's too Darn Hot! What time is it? How long she been in there? 15, 20 minutes.
[Vehicle approaches.]
- Oh, damn! - Let's go! She is taking too long.
We got to go.
Shut up.
Shit.
Desna, go! - Shut up.
- I am too cute for jail.
I'm not leaving her.
- Hurry, Pol! - Oh, my God, oh, my God.
Oh, my God - Come on! Come on! Come on! Get in! Get in! We did it.
Oh, my nipples are so hard, they could crack a nut.
We did it! [All scream.]
[Sighs.]
[Exhales deeply.]
[Phone rings.]
Operator: 911 operator.
What's your emergency? Yeah, um, I want to report a murder.
Murder? Yeah, uh, um, this guy named Roller Husser.
We was partying a few weeks back when his drug dealers came in and they killed him.
Now, I ain't no snitch, but I felt like this was the right thing to do.
Yeah? âToby's real nice.
Try to get them little eyes to light up, but - Clay.
- Yeah? We just got a call.
We got a lead on Roller's killers.
Take care of it.
Done.
[Bell dings.]
Hey, y'all.
Morning, babe.
How you doing? I am hanging in there.
Nobody eat these.
They're for the clients.
- How's Dean? - He's better.
- Desna.
- Hey.
All right, I have good news and interesting news.
The good news is that Mrs.
Choi is willing to take a deposit today, and she's knocked $500 off the asking price.
My girl.
The interesting news The owner of Glint Nails has put it back on the market, and she's willing to play ball with you.
- Shut up.
- Mm-hmm.
So, the racist who didn't want to deal with my kind has now changed her tune? This could be delicious.
It's $1,500 more a month.
I mean, I say play it safe.
I say I keep the promise I made to my brother.
And getting a salon is one step closer to doing that.
Desna, are you sure? I'm not gonna settle, Mandy, and neither should you.
Now, I'm not one to speak on nobody's marriage.
But you deserve a hamburger every now and again.
- Desna - No, no, no, I'm serious.
We can't live our lives just for men.
Who does that? We got to do some things for ourselves.
I'm trying to tell you.
I want you to take this.
- Mm-hmm.
- I want you to eat it.
I want you to swallow it.
[Laughs.]
I promise.
You are good, Mandy.
You hear me? You're good.
Thank you.
Congrats.
[Screams.]
[All cheering.]
Put some music on, handsome.
Oh, my God.
["Lady Marmalade" plays.]
All: Yeah! Hey, sister, go sister Soul sister, go sister Hey, sister, go sister Soul sister, go sister He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans Struttin' her stuff on the street She said, "Hello, hey, Joe.
You wanna give it a go?" Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya Creole Lady Marmalade [Knocking.]
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Hey! Voulez vous coucher avec moi? [All shouting.]
He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up Boy drank all that Magnolia wine On her black satin sheets where he started to freak Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya - [Grunting.]
- Creole Lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? Oh, oh, oh! Keith: No, no! Don't, please! Touching her skin, feelin' silky smooth - [Grunts.]
- The color of café au lait Made the savage beast inside roar until it cried More, more, more! Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 But when he turns off to sleep old memories creep - More, more, more - [Gun cocks.]
Itchi gitchi, ya ya da da Itchi gitchi, ya ya here Mocha-choca-lata, ya ya Creole Lady Marmalade Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? [All cheering.]
Creole Lady Marmalade [Phone ringing.]
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Voulez vous coucher avec moi? [Laughter.]
- [Laughs.]
- Nail Artisans.
Uncle Daddy: This is Clay.
Hey.
Hey, Clay.
Is everything all right? Yeah, things are just fine, Miss Desna.
- Is this a good time? - Yeah, what's going on? Well, Roller's killers have beautifully transitioned, thanks to some mercurial angels led by my handsome nephew, Bryce.
Are you saying that Roller's killers are dead? Who Who did this to him? Dirty mothers.
Ran some high-end real-estate office across the state, dealing drugs âout of every one of them.
Someone's conscience got the best of them and they tipped off the police.
Luckily, I got some cops on the tit, and they, uh, gave me a head start.
[Quietly.]
My God.
Listen, uh, I just I just wanted to say sorry if this investigation caused you any pain or hardship.
And give my regards to Virginia, as well.
My nephew used to say, "It's a new era, y'all.
" - [Beeps.]
- Shit.
Who found them? Was it Bryce? Did he do it? [Sobs.]
Don't cry, baby, don't cry.
[Sobbing.]
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
[Crying.]
No! No! [Sobbing.]
Dean.
Deanie, I I am so sorry for what they did to you.
I wish I had known back then.
They're not gonna be able to hurt you anymore.
Ho-How do you know? I know.
I ju I just know.
It's time to put all the the pain behind us the Coombses, Roller, all of it.
I need you to know âthat we're safe now, baby.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
[Opera music playing.]
[Operatic singing in Italian.]
[Hoarsely.]
Help me.
Help me.
Help me.
Help Help me.
Mr.
Emerson.
No, I'm Roller.
You're alive.
I need water.
Who are you? I'm your bleeding heart of love, Mr.
Emerson.
Oh, welcome to Tuscany.
[Singing continues.]
[Vocalizing.]
- You're finally home.
- I need help.
[Lock clicks.]