Guilty Party (2021) s01e06 Episode Script

1
- Hello?
- Beth, that you?
- Hey.
- Wait, Toni?
: Your girl
got herself a cell phone.
- How'd you get it?
- I got my ways.
But let's talk
about the important shit.
- Tuna.
- I didn't kill Wallace.
He was making moves.
You wanted him gone.
Then there's you.
You come into my home,
lie to my face, kill Miggy.
No! I didn't. It was Fiona.
- Fiona killed him.
- No,
all this is because of you.
And I'm not gonna forget that.
Shit went kind of crazy
at Munango, huh?
Feds. ATF. Tuna pinched.
We got to bounce, for real.
Pack your shit, dude.
We're going
to fucking camp for two weeks.
- So, this was Toni's house, too?
- Yeah,
she wishes.
She was a fucking squatter.
Magician-ass squatter,
you know what I'm saying?
Marco tells us
you're moving to Wyoming?
- Well, I mean,
anything's possible.
- It's not possible.
They just posted the job today.
It's possible.
The foster family sent me this.
They don't look anything alike.
She is not
my granddaughter, right?
This is Ellie. What's your name?
Laila. Can you push us?
Higher.
Here you go.
Oh, thank you.
My pleasure.
It is so nice to have you here.
I know Laila's thrilled.
Oh, Ellie, too.
You know, you're a good aunt.
Taking her to the park,
tagging along on playdates.
Do you want any of your own?
Oh, wow, Deb.
Going right there,
huh?
- Mm!
- I'm so sorry.
- No,
it's fine. I'm-I'm kidding. I
I can't, you know.
And after years of trying,
one doctor
actually told me
that my uterus was inhospitable.
- Can you believe that?
- Oh, wow.
But we found our calling
as foster parents.
- We've had a few now, but
- Wait!
Laila, she's really special.
Oh, yeah. Yeah, I can tell.
We just want her
to have a nice home.
You know?
Set her up to succeed.
- Yeah.
Yeah, she deserves that.
That's why we're applying
to adopt.
Oh, wow.
Wow, that's a surprise.
H-How far
into the process are you?
Mm. Well,
it's taking forever because
her mother is in prison
for murdering her father.
Oh, you're kidding.
Yeah, that's-that's terrible.
But, you know,
there may be more to the story.
- Oh, there is.
Before she pulled the trigger,
she tried to dismember him.
But, you know,
sometimes the media
blows that type of thing
way out of proportion.
Uh-uh,
she admitted to it in court.
That's why we're insisting
on a closed adoption.
- Oh, really?
- Mm.
I thought
they don't do those anymore.
- Well,
good Lord willing,
she will never lay eyes
on that woman again. Ever.
Instead,
she will continue to believe
that this
is her mom.
You tell Laila
her mom is Tina Turner?
Yeah. Clever, right?
It's given her a world
of confidence.
Hey, you beauties,
are you ready for a snack?
- Yes, please.
- Mm-hmm. All right.
Would you like a crumpet?
A crumpet?! I'd adore a crumpet.
Can I have two?
Oh, uh, Laila, sweetie,
would you would you say hi
to my friend? Yeah?
Okay.
Hello?
- Okay, say hi.
- Hi.
Laila?
- Uh-huh.
- Hi.
Hi.
I love you.
Y-Your mama loves you so much.
- Laila.
- Yeah.
- Cookie? They're homemade.
- Oh.
Oh. Uh
- Wow. Oh, God, I broke his foot.
- It's okay.
- Jesus will forgive you.
- I hope so.
Hey. Which one of these says,
"I am the right ranger
for the job"?
This one? Or this one?
That one.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
So, today's the big day, huh?
Yeah.
I haven't interviewed
for anything in, like, 15 years.
- Ridiculous, right?
- No.
You're even better now.
Okay, let me help you.
They'd be completely stupid
not to hire you.
Thank you.
Oh, wait.
Oh, thanks.
Listen, I know you're
on the fence about the Tetons.
But this could be good for us.
A-a good change,
- you know?
- Okay, let's just
let's just focus on today. Okay?
Okay.
Oh, I'm gonna try to meditate
before I hit the road.
I got a free trial
on that app that you like,
- so maybe it'll calm me down.
- Uh, yeah.
- Totally. Namaste.
- All right.
- Namaste.
- Good one.
Thanks.
Only when we clear our minds
of ideas and distractions
will the truth
reveal itself.
Om.
Go for George.
Hi. Uh, it's-it's Beth.
From the other day?
From, uh, Tuna's ranch.
The-the wedding.
- Om.
- Your trunk.
Oh, yeah. Beth.
Yeah.
Take it off, you hot bitch.
That's what's up.
- Is that Wyatt?
- Uh, it's nothing.
- Hey, shut the fuck up, man!
- Man, shut the fuck up!
This is a private call, asshole.
Well,
I'm on the fucking snow machine
fucking Sarah Palin-style
over here.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Wait, what? George?
Hey, how come
you shot Miggy, huh?
He was trying to kill me.
- Om.
- You led us into a goat rodeo.
Is that why you're calling?
Tell me how I fucked up?
Yeah, well, I got enough
of that already, thanks.
Okay? Bye.
No, no, no, no, no!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
- George. George.
- No. No,
okay? It was a dumb idea.
I should've
never fucking listened to you.
Look, I'm sorry that things
got out of hand at the ranch.
- I Really, I am.
- Om.
I hope it didn't blow back
onto you.
- Did it?
- Well
- Not too bad.
- Okay, good.
I just I'd be
I'd be really upset
if anything happened to you.
Yeah?
Why are you calling?
- Um, I was
- Om.
I was hoping
I could come see you.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, I'd
I-I'd like to talk.
Yeah, well, I'd like that, too.
Okay, c-could we meet
in an hour?
- Shit. We're off-grid.
- What do you mean?
- You're out of town?
- Yeah.
You'd like it up here.
By the water. It's
It's so peaceful.
We've even got loons.
- Well, how long are you there?
- A week.
Two. Could be longer.
Got to wait till ATF
quits sniffing our dicks.
Om.
- You know,
once we're back, maybe
you could come over.
Check out the boat, or, uh
Or we could always
drive up here.
Okay. Sorry, George.
I have to go.
: What the fuck?
Look at you, dude.
You all red and shit.
- Who was that?
- It was nobody.
- It was my mom.
- I seen
your mom, dude. She ain't
nobody. Know what I'm saying?
Now fuck you.
- I'd rather
fuck your mom.
Why you always got to be
a fucking asshole?
Hell, yeah.
That's what's up right here.
The quest for peace,
harmony and balance
must begin at home.
Namaste.
I'm here, but I can't get in.
Okay, this is what you do.
There should be a gnome,
and inside,
there's a key for the back door.
I mean,
there's kind of a lot of gnomes.
There's a
There's a sunbathing gnome
and a bunch of biker gnomes.
- Okay, look for the one
with no pants.
- With no pants.
No pants.
Oh. Okay, got it. Got it.
- Great. Now take its butt off.
- Take off its butt?
Oh. Oh! Yeah. Yeah, baby.
Okay, got it.
Damn it.
He must have changed the locks.
Then you got to break a window.
No. It's broad daylight.
Hey, you called me
saying this was our chance.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, do you think
you'll ever have access
- to the house again?
- Yeah, but I
I don't even know
what I'm looking for.
Well, if you don't look,
you'll never find it.
Hey, listen,
whoever killed Wally knew him
and would have left a trail.
Like a friend, a coworker.
- Yeah, a brother.
- Now, look,
those guys are
at the fish camp, right?
That means they're
on the other side of the state.
Trust. You got this.
- Yeah.
- You're a bad bitch. A shero.
Now grab a gnome.
- Okay,
I'm a shero. I'm a shero!
- That's right.
- I got one.
Come on, you got this.
- Okay.
- And you stop
at nothing for the truth.
- That's true.
- Now throw it.
Come on, throw it.
Oh!
Oh, God, I did it.
- Fuck, yeah.
- I'm a bad bitch!
Yo, watch the neighbors.
Get inside the house.
Here you go, man.
Now, what the hell is this?
It's a dog.
With ketchup.
You put ketchup on it.
Do you want mustard, too?
I mean,
- I've got yellow, Dijon.
- No, I don't want
fucking mustard. No,
I like my fucking dog dry.
Like, mummy dick dry.
You know what I'm saying?
Just bread, meat.
That's it.
You know what I'm saying?
Goddamn it, dude.
- You fucked it up.
- That's such
a fucking waste, man.
Yo, you're
a fucking waste, man.
The only thing I eat
with ketchup on it
is fucking pussy.
Bet you put
a bunch of fucking soy sauce
on your sushis, too.
Hello?
- You have
a collect call from
- Charles Billingham.
- Do you accept the charges?
- Uh, yeah, I'll accept.
- This call may be recorded.
Tuna, what's up?
- Where the fuck are you?
- Out at our camp.
Yo, Georgie, say hi.
Hey, boss.
Hey, Georgie.
Is it cold up there?
It's pretty cold, yeah.
- Had to break out
the heavy-duty mittens.
- Yeah.
Makes it kind of tough
for him to jerk off,
but, uh,
you fucking know Tugboat.
You know what I'm saying? When
there's a willy, there's a way.
Shut the fuck up, dude.
God, I can't stand
how you laugh.
Listen, you two pack up
before leaving town?
The fishing supplies?
Uh
Yeah, we got it covered.
Don't fucking say that.
Even the extra lures? The little
ones we've been stockpiling?
Yeah, 100%.
- We got all them shits.
- Good.
'Cause I know some guys
out in Yuma
who might use this
as an opportunity
to raid our supplies,
and we cannot have that,
- can we?
- Yeah, yeah, don't stress, boss.
Uh, we got this.
Oh, you got this. Good. Good.
I won't stress.
But you know what, George?
It's kind of funny.
You're out there,
and I'm sitting in here.
Guess you got lucky
- that night, didn't you?
- Yeah, yeah.
I mean,
it-it was close for me, too.
I barely got out.
Well, let me tell you something.
Luck has a way of drying up.
How is that, uh, pretty,
little reporter of yours?
You two been dancing?
Nah, boss. I-I
I don't know anything about her,
- I swear.
- Yeah, okay.
Listen, you find her,
and you give her my regards.
Wait, hold up. Oh, shit.
Wait, do you want
You want fucking Georgie
to kill somebody?
Shut the fuck up!
Just tell her I say hello.
Yo, sorry,
I'm just a little confused. So,
you dowant him to fucking whack
this bitch or what?
Just take care of it!
- Hello?
- Your call has ended.
Rude.
Fucking didn't even say bye.
All right, pack this shit up.
You got some lady to kill.
I mean, uh, shouldn't we,
like, eat first?
- No, you can fucking eat
on the way.
- It's a fucking long drive.
Yeah, so you got
a long time to eat.
Put out the fucking fire
so I don't set the chair
on fire again.
You fucking put it out.
Okay, I'm upstairs now.
First room on the left,
that's my old room.
Though who knows
what Wyatt stashes in there now?
- You there?
- Yeah, still here.
Looks like everything's
still here.
It is?
That's so
Why would Wyatt keep it?
Uh, guilt?
No way. Okay, wait.
I think you're gonna like this.
Yo, Badu. Wait a minute,
are you telling me
you fuck
with the queen of neo-soul?
Oh, please.
Badu is mygeneration.
Wait,
what is this blue satin number?
The Step Soldiers?
Oh, no!
Yo, that's
my old high school dance squad.
We used to crash the prom,
and whenever one of our songs
would come on,
we'd kick everyone off the dance
floor and make them watch us.
Ooh. We were so annoying,
but we had them moves
like boo, b-boo,
b-boo.
Wait, were you always an artist?
What, you find my sketches?
- Yeah.
- If you find any sexy ones,
- don't judge me, now.
- No.
They all look very chaste.
Yeah, well, maybe the cops
took my sexy ones.
Fucking creeps.
Hey, I found a-a laptop.
Oh, that's Wallace's.
Okay, so,
if he were to have a password
It's 6969. I shit you not.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
Okay, wait.
Oh! Okay.
I'm on his desktop.
Um
I see something titled
"Get Off My Dick"?
This is a classic jam.
Play it. Play it.
- You got to see it.
- Lil' Wally P.
Lakewood. In the building.
Okay, I'm sorry,
it's-it's tragic.
- It's the worst.
- Yeah, he fucking sucked.
Yeah.
Okay, wait, hold on.
I found something else.
- What is it?
- It's your birthday?
- Mmm, that's my girl.
- You look hot.
Looking fine
in those jeans, Toni.
- Damn right, I did.
: I'm gonna give
you some of this later, baby.
: Yeah.
Oh, you like that shit?
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, shake that ass.
Mm-hmm.
- Give the people
what they want,
baby.
- That's right,
baby. You like that, don't you?
Hey, Beth?
Um
You know, I-I think
I should keep moving.
Yeah, do you see
a bedside table?
Uh, yeah. Two.
Go to the one on the right.
- Okay.
- Now open the drawer,
and there should be
a box in there.
- Um, th-the wood one?
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Okay, no. No. No.
No, no, no, no, no, smoke it.
I get way too paranoid.
I'd probably end up
hunched in a ball somewhere
talking to the houseplants.
No
Don't worry about it.
It loses its potency over time.
- Oh, like me.
- You
See, there you go. It's fate.
Yo, just
Just take one hit or two
and describe it to me,
and I'll go there with you.
Okay, fine.
You can convince anyone
to do anything, you know that?
- I wish.
- All right.
Okay, it's been a while, so
Aah! Oh.
God, it's strong.
She lit.
Yo, it's just dry.
Just lie back and relax
- and let the potion
- What?
- Let the potion take over.
- Oh, God.
Damn, dude. I guess Tuna's
pretty pissed at you, huh?
Whatever, man.
First you forget the supplies.
Now you got
this reporter chick situation.
I didn't forget the supplies.
You were like,
"Van's all packed. Let's go."
I mean, when you tell me
the van's packed,
- I figure the van's all packed.
- Yeah, I packed
all the shit
I'm responsible for.
Dude, like,
no offense, but you're being
exceptionally stupid.
Don't even worry about it.
I'll
I'll help you take out
this reporter lady.
He didn't say to take her out.
- Yo, he said,
"Send her my regards."
- No.
He just wants us to
- I don't know, find her.
Like, follow her or whatever.
- No.
No, fuckhead.
Look, you just don't get it
because you're fucking soft,
dude.
You ain't never been
to the fucking
You know, that's prison talk,
dude. You don't get it.
You know what I'm saying?
You don't know how it works
- on the inside.
- You spent, like,
two weeks in juvie.
What the fuck do you know?
Fucking two weeks longer
than you ever did.
That's half a fucking month,
you know what I'm saying?
Oh, I get it.
- You catching some feelings.
That's what's
- No.
Yeah, I can tell.
I can tell you're over there
popping a little bony.
Might need
a little tugboat action now.
I mean
Yeah.
- Yeah. Okay, there you go.
- She's hot. All right?
- Yeah, she's a little older,
but listen, man, she's hot.
- Okay,
so she's older. Whatever. Fuck.
Everybody got their fetish,
dude.
Some people like golden showers.
You like fucking golden girls,
you know what I'm saying?
Whatever, dude.
I like older chicks.
I'd poke a hole in that shit.
Don't even sweat it, dude.
It's cool, man.
Know what I'm saying?
Everybody likes a
sometimes
a little salt in your pepper.
You know what I'm saying?
It's cool.
For real? You serious?
Cool you got to kill your
fucking girlfriend.
Fuck you! Fuck off!
Shut-shut the fuck up.
Oh, here comes the drop.
Oh! Yeah! That's what's up.
Hey.
- You're a lightweight.
- Oh, my God, I know.
I told you.
- This quilt is so pretty.
- Yeah,
it's the only thing
I have left of my mom's.
Where is she?
Guyana. She got deported
when I was 14.
Oh, no.
Oh, Toni, I didn't know.
- I
- Do you ever see her?
No, never. I mean,
she can't come back.
- God, there must be a way.
- Nope.
I mean,
she did everything above board.
She married my dad.
Reported her status to ICE.
Never even cussed.
But that didn't matter.
I mean, one day,
Uncle Sam just snapped,
hauled her off,
and that was that.
Wow.
Does she know
what's happened to you?
I mean, what would be
the point in that, right?
She's gone.
And then my dad died
when I was 18.
Pancreatic cancer.
Just rough luck, right?
- Yeah.
And then a few months later,
I moved into here.
Mine died, too.
My-my-my dad, I mean.
I was I was four.
Shit, that's that's little.
Yeah. He, uh
He drank
till his liver gave out.
I found him sitting
on the couch, watching tennis.
He actually looked happy.
- And what about your mom?
-: Okay.
That's funny. My mom?
- You don't know anything
about my mom?
- Should I?
My mom, Susan Burgess?
Okay, sorry.
It's just, most people,
when they hear that,
are like, "Oh, my God!
Shut up. Let me lose my mind
- for a second."
- Oh! You I mean,
- you're talking
about theSusan Burgess?
- Okay.
Holy shit.
Yo, I stan for Suzy B.
I knew it. I knew it.
No, I'm fucking with you.
She's a
She's a famous writer.
You mean white famous?
So, like, what, are you
you rich?
Sort of.
- You know,
we-we pretended to be.
- Mm.
My mom wrote
this best-selling memoir,
and, uh, you know, it-it paid
for a house in Malibu,
but then we found out
my dad had had all these debts.
And, so, yeah, we-we had money,
and then poof, it-it was gone.
: Wait, wait, wait.
You mean Malibu, Malibu?
Like, like, BaywatchMalibu?
Well, no.
It's different than that.
It's
It was It was special.
It was full of all
these creative people and
Oh. So you wererich.
So, where's she now?
Oh, Susan's always off somewhere
being Susan, so
She's usually
halfway around the world
accepting an award or, you know,
attending a dinner.
- Mm.
- It was
It was always like that.
- And you
always call your mom Susan?
- Oh, yeah.
- Hmm.
- No, she-she liked her name.
She said she didn't want
the same name as everybody else,
so
- Special.
- Yeah.
You know, um
it meant a lot
you let me talk to Laila.
Tell her I'm here
and that I love her.
- So thank you.
- Yeah, of course.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's funny.
My-my mom never told me that.
Your mom never told you
she loved you?
No.
A-And that's funny?
I mean, in a
in a not funny way.
Yeah. She does love me,
obviously.
But
Yeah, saying it
would require her
to become
a completely different person,
and
Susan doesn't change, so
I guess I get a lot of that
from her.
But everybody's capable
of change.
You just have to want to change.
Yeah.
Marco thinks if
if we have a baby,
then, you know, that'll
- that'll fix everything, but
- Mm.
I mean,
I'd still be me, you know?
And, uh, I'd still be obsessive
about work
and screwed-up
about all kinds of things
and, you know
Baby would be stuck with that.
You mean stuck with you.
Yeah.
Poor kid.
You know, just 'cause your mom
didn't know how to love you
doesn't mean
you don't know how to love.
Yo,
check the fishing supplies.
- I'm gonna take a piss
- Whatever, dude.
Yo, what was that?
Beth, you still there?
The fuck?
What's up? We good, Georgie?
What's up? What's up?
- It's all here.
- Pack the shit.
I'm gonna check upstairs.
Come out, come out.
Wyatt wants to play.
Hey. Freddy.
Do you remember me?
Oh!
- Hey,
get the fuck off, man.
Yo, George!
You see anybody?
Yo, dude, George!
Fucking hell, dude!
What the fuck?
Why the fuck's
Freddy freaking out?
I don't know.
You probably scared him
with your fucking gun.
Yeah, well, there's someone
fucking up in here.
It's probably
them JeffCo tweakers.
Anything missing?
Yo! Anything missing?
Yeah, man, we're straight.
We're-we're fine.
All right, well, let's pack
this shit up and fucking bounce.
You're so damn cute
with your little camcorder.
Mmm, that's my girl.
Looking fine
in those jeans, Toni.
I'm gonna give you
some of this later, baby.
Yeah. Oh, you like that shit?
Yeah, shake that ass.
Mm-hmm.
- Give the people
what they want, baby.
You like that, don't you?
Yeah, baby.
You think I can't see you
pointing the camera
at that slut?
Can't keep your dick in your
pants for one fucking night?
It's my motherfucking birthday.
Shut that shit off.
- Calm it down.
- Shut it off.
- Chill.
- Wally,
shut that shit off n!
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