Claws (2017) s01e07 Episode Script

1 Previously on "Claws" We set the Coombses up to be killed.
No, we set them up to go to jail.
Listen, You guys, we didn't know any of this was gonna happen, okay? But it did.
Okay, and now Jenn has to live with the fact that her husband is a [whispers.]
murderer.
He killed my foster parents.
Okay, but Jenn doesn't know that.
Right.
And she better never find out.
How is your boyfriend, Desna? His name is Roller, right? I didn't know you knew him.
Roller: Look, listen to me.
You gotta go to your art show.
[British accent.]
I shall go to Art South Beach, Mr.
Emerson, with you as my muse.
[Electricity crackling.]
Roller: Miss Honeychurch, I - Des! - What? Oh, shit.
Detective Arlene Branch.
Nice to meet you.
That's those real-estate people? Why'd you do that? Dean: They they hurt me when I was little.
Desna said one day karma was gonna get them, - and karma did.
- [Gunshots.]
Clay Bryce is doing a wonderful job running the clinic, and and Toby can launder your money through my old salon.
All I ask is that you let me out to run the new one.
Dear Lord, please give Uncle Daddy grace and wisdom to say yes.
And if he doesn't, toss his crazy redneck ass into a pit of fire.
Dean: Des Des, I-I-I need your help.
Uh, my The answer is yes.
You need to put some clothes on.
No, my my performance piece at Art South Beach dictates that I be nude, and and so I need to know if my body is up to artistic standards.
Are my pectorals symmetrical? Your what? Des, my chest.
But Yes, Dean, it's fine.
It It's fine? Yes, now put some clothes on.
Yeah, no.
Oh, what about my glutes? Yes, all your shit is poppin', now cover it up! Okay, okay.
Are you all packed for your trip? Oh, yeah, I won't be needing you to drive me to my performance piece because I-I'm gonna go with my girlfriend, Virginia.
Your what? She's not your Dean! [Sighs.]
Dean! [Dishes clatter.]
Hey.
I made waffles.
Sorry, what? Oh, you heard me.
I made waffles.
- [Scoffs.]
I can't.
- Yeah? I think you can.
- Come on.
- You think I can? - Oh, I think you can.
- Oh, you do? Oh, come on.
I think you could stay home today, and I'll drop the kids off at Wanda's, and we can go see a movie or something.
I can't.
Why? [Scoffs.]
I got a job.
Baby, you know you need a break from all that Uncle Daddy shit.
I know I do.
And you do, too.
I gotta go.
He's got some heavy hitters coming down to check out the pill operation.
Why don't we go out this weekend, huh? Seriously, I'll take you to that place you like, and [Scoffs.]
Jenn, come on, okay? What does it matter what day we see a movie? Oh, it's not about the movie.
It's about us losing each other, and you not giving a shit.
[Blows raspberry.]
Have a nice day.
[Door opens, closes.]
Thank you.
Stop me right before I strangle the stupid out of Miss Thang.
Right before.
You got a certain way you move The way you sway, you stalk What the hell is wrong with you? What? What's the problem? You told Dean you would go with him to South Beach? I love South Beach.
He thinks you're his girlfriend, dumb-dumb.
Oh, that's so sweet.
No, it's not sweet.
It's dangerous.
Dean is innocent, and you could break his heart.
Okay, I'll make it clear we're only going as friends.
I know he has issues, girl, but dang.
You don't know what he has, little girl.
What you gonna do if he stops in the middle of the street to draw the "20% off" sign from Bed, Bath, and Beyond? Get your damn hand off your hip when I'm talking to you! What you gonna do if he's balled up in a knot on the ground 'cause people keep bumping into him on the sidewalk? I think he's capable of a lot more than you do.
Maybe you need to let him off his leash or something.
- Let me tell you what about - Ann: Okay, okay! Polly: All right, let's go outside and enjoy the sun on what may be your last day on earth.
- Ann: I got you.
- This little bitch.
Come here.
Have a seat.
Have a seat.
Have a seat.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- Where's Jenn? - She called in sick again? - Mm-hmm.
- [Exhales deeply.]
- I can't I'm not gonna make it, Ann.
I'm not gonna make it.
Newscaster: The revelations that Keith and Sandy Coombs were drug dealers continues to shock many in their affluent community.
The police continue to search for clues into their murder.
The Coombs had been known as successful real-estate agents who had just relocated from the Tallahassee area.
Walked into a tacky store on Fifth Avenue Looking for an easy way to chase away my blues Said, "mister, will you help me please? It hurts so much to lose her I need a bottle of your best Heartache remover" [ Phone ringing.]
- Hank: Hello? - Hey.
Virginia: Dean's here.
Gotta go.
[Bell rings.]
All right.
Hi, Dean.
Hey, Virginia.
Uh, this is yours.
That's beautiful.
I-I-I made it myself.
- Thank you.
- Desna: Dean? - Yeah.
- Come here.
Come right here and listen to me, okay? I want you to make sure you keep your phone charged so that I can reach you at all times.
- Okay.
- you understand? I do not want you giving money to homeless people.
Look at me.
Even if they have a dog that looks sad.
And don't wander off after strangers, baby, who who have a funny sci-fi t-shirt on.
O-O-Okay, Desna, okay.
I-I'll take that.
Thank you, Dean.
- Desna: I just want you to be safe.
- Okay.
You, Rainbow Brite.
Three rules.
Number one, you make sure you tell him that you are not his girlfriend.
Number two, you do not lose him.
Number three, you don't lose him.
- You got that? - Okay.
You are gonna sleep in this, period, point, blank, end of story.
He has the same urges as any man, and I don't want him tempted by your kibbles and bits.
Okay.
I got this.
You can trust me, Des.
I'll take good care of him.
- See you later, bye.
- Okay, okay.
Bye, ladies.
- You ready, Dean? - Yeah.
Okay.
Dean? - Yeah? - I love you, okay? Okay, okay, Desna.
I-I-I-I-I'll get you a souvenir, Des, that that that showcases the the local flavor of S of the South Beach area, okay? - Okay? - Okay.
Keep your phone charged.
Okay.
[Engine starts.]
He's gonna be okay.
I spent my whole life raising him, and he picks Gang Bang Wang as his first girlfriend.
- [Laughs.]
- I agree Virginia's not ideal, you know, being a half idiot and all, but you have got to remember, you did a great job raising Dean.
You did.
And we will beat her ass to death if anything bad happens to him.
Truth.
We got you.
Marnie: Hey, Polly.
What the? Oh, hey, Marnie, what's the haps, girl? What's going on? My mom got busted, and Slick ghosted to Jacksonville.
DCF was sniffing around to toss me into foster care, so I was wondering if you could drive me to the bus station.
Slick said he could find me some dates.
[Bell dings.]
Yeah, yeah, girl.
Well, let's go.
Are you hungry? Come on, I'll get you something to eat.
[Horn honks.]
No, no, no! I can't! I can't do it! I can't go to Art South Beach.
Roller: Yes, you can.
You're doing great, Baby G.
Eye on the prize.
No, the critics will destroy me.
- Please, let's go back in the house.
- No! - [Gasps.]
- No.
Listen to me, we're gonna take this car, we're gonna hit the road, get out of this swamp, - go to Art South Beach - Okay.
and we're gonna show these critics what it is and what it will be.
Let's go.
Here, take take these for the road.
It'll help you sleep.
Why you gotta keep thinking I'm gonna run.
It's a long drive, baby.
How I'm gonna keep that kitty purring if this tongue is dozin'? I love you more than the moon and the stars, but if you try to leave me, I will put you down.
[ Music plays over radio.]
Come on.
Just drop me a line Sayin' honey you'll be mine Good boy, strong boy.
- Oh, such a good boy.
- Write me in care of the blues Okay.
Write me in care of the blues So, you know, I'm getting my new salon, and it got me thinking about my career.
You ever thought about having a career? You mean besides water ballet? That's more of a hobby.
I saw those amazing miniatures you paint for Juanda when you do her nails, and these? Honey.
You know my whole crew is going over to Glint, and, uh, I was thinking maybe you wanted to run Nail Artisans? Desna, you're you're too sweet, but, um, no.
No, running the salon would mean too much time away from Uncle Daddy.
Come on, you know Clay.
He's a man of big appetites and a wandering eye.
Okay, I happen to know that this himbo act is bullshit.
You graduated magna cum laude from Brandenton Community, right? If all you are to Uncle Daddy is a piece of ass, you right, he is gonna get bored.
I don't know.
Well, you remember that Liberace movie, the one where Matt Damon did all that shit to look like Michael Douglas, and in the end, he still threw him out like a piece of white trash, hmm? If you run the salon, you will have Uncle Daddy's respect.
There'll be no dropping.
Well it always has been a dream of mine to make people beautiful.
Right.
Let's do it.
Toby leanin' in! Yes! So, the most important thing in running Artisans is that you want to make the money look legit coming out of Uncle Daddy's pill clinic.
- Right.
- You gotta get somebody you trust.
Jenn is that person for me.
She's with me everywhere I go.
Well, not lately 'cause she called in sick a couple days, but She didn't look sick this morning when I saw her drop the kids off with Juanda.
What? Her car was fill of bags from Fendi and Gucci.
Don't let me spill the tea.
[Bird squawking.]
In my next life, Lord, let me come back as a white hillbilly.
[Knocking.]
Jenn? Are you in? Can you hear me? I'm worried about you.
Well, I [Sighs.]
Jenn, open the door if you can hear me.
Open the door, or I'll open it with my car! [ Country music playing in distance.]
She's got me pushed in a corner Now I can't get around Like the way I used to do Before she came to town Friends have told me break away I would be sorrow bound But I'm too much in love with her I'm cornered all around [Music shuts off.]
What are you doing here? Can I talk to her for a minute? Yeah, of course.
Jennifer: What do you want? What is going on? I mean, Hank is cool and all that, but you're a married woman.
This is a do-si-don't.
Well, what I do and who I do it with is none of your business.
It's absolutely my business when I'm the one taking over your clients 'cause you keep calling out sick.
What what's going on? Shit's been real stressful around here lately.
Well Wait, is something going on with Bryce? You mean other than him murdering people? I'm sorry.
I know that that has to be hard, but Glint is about to open, and I need you by my side.
You know what? The only thing that doesn't suck about Bryce working at the clinic is all that money's he's pulling down.
I don't even have to work anymore.
You're saying you quit? Come on.
Maybe you just need some time.
I don't.
I'm done.
Okay.
Before my mom met Slick, she had this regular who used take us to the water show in time to watch the mermaids.
Oh.
They were amazing.
They do all these tricks with their tails.
I got this autograph from this one, and she said I could be a mermaid.
That would be so sick.
It looks so peaceful.
Girl, you can be whatever you want to be.
Not likely.
I have this thing where I get water up my nose when I go underwater.
No, no, no Ladies, may I join you? Oh, sure.
Marnie, this is Dr.
Ken.
Dr.
Ken, this is Marnie, my neighbor.
Well, any friend of fair Polly's - is a friend of mine.
- Aww.
We light a spliff, take proper hit Strictly good vibes pon the scene Anybody want any water? - Uh, uh, no, thank you.
- Ice? - Blaze up Rasta Power - We're good.
Thanks, sugar.
You should totally smash that.
My mom said doctors make the perfect husbands.
Lots of cash and too tired to screw.
No, no, no, no.
I'm working on my career these days.
Thanks for lunch.
Can you take me to the bus station now? Oh, um uh, you know, until your mom makes bail, and all this shit, I was thinking maybe, you know, you could you could hang with me.
- Really? - Yeah.
Yeah, I don't have a car, so I'm gonna have to, like, walk you to the bus and stuff.
- Hey.
- You smoke? Yes, little mermaid.
Straight shots, I'm wit' it Cashin' out, I'm wit' it Passin' out, I'm wit' it - Ballin' out, I'm wit' it - Clay, can I talk to you for a second? [Man screams in distance.]
The event manager at the, uh, Palmetto Surf Hall is not a dependable man! Uh, that's a that's a shame.
Had my anniversary party there tonight, and renew with my sweet angel Juanda, he has a little fire and cancels the whole shebang! Happy anniversary.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
- [Man screams in distance.]
Did I tell you boys to cessate that activity? I believe I did! I need this shit like a frog needs titties.
Gettin' popped dog, I'm wit' it Gettin' top dog, I'm wit' it Um I know some people who do events.
If, uh if I help you out with the party, c-can we maybe talk later? Why you fake, y'all don't get it Oh, my goodness, Miss Desna.
I would be forever in your debt.
Money is is of course, no object.
And the theme is "Gone with the Wind.
" 'Cause I ride around and I get it - Yeah, I ride around and I get it - Right.
You 'bout it girl, then I'm wit' it Ha, poppin' bottles [Birds squawking.]
Arlene: Oh, my God, this is fantastic, too.
You're gonna make an incredible wife.
So, where'd you learn to cook like that? No, answer the question.
No.
I've told you everything about me.
You know I almost got fired for getting a DUI, I hate ketchup, I had my first orgasm to Ann-Margret in "Bye Bye Birdie.
" And you've told me nothing.
Where are you from? Do you have any brothers or sisters? - What were you like in high school? - Why? Because if this is gonna go anywhere, I-I need to know more about you than how you like your pussy licked.
I was born here.
Brother nerd.
Thank you.
Bryce: The secret to selling this much Oxy is looking legit to law enforcement the three L's.
Our MRI truck is central to that.
Yeah, 'cause I mean, you take anybody and twist 'em right, all right? They look tweaked enough that they need pills.
So when the DEA comes in, you show 'em the picture, and you say, "Suck a dick.
" Well, since I got Emma Watson here for my emotional support, I flushed all my anxiety pills.
[Chuckles.]
She's a beautiful animal.
[Both laugh.]
So, what do you think? Oh.
Hey, Clay.
Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt, but I just wanted to let you know that me and my girls are working really hard.
We got entertainment, food, and a line on a perfect venue for your party tonight.
You're a miracle worker.
Oh, Miss Desna! Ha ha! Boys, this is Miss Desna.
Miss Desna, these are my business associates, Lamont and this is Circus.
Miss Desna here, she's a she's an integral part of our operation.
You know, we, uh, marshal our cash through her nail salon.
If we come in on this here expansion, I-I'd like you to come and show me all the ins and outs.
Whatever you need.
Miss Desna's gonna be at the party tonight.
Actually, the girls No, you're gonna be at the party tonight.
Boys, let's go check out the new place, all right? It's an old firehouse, still got the pole up.
- - Dean - I'm sorry, are you mad? - No.
- Sorry.
- I'm gonna be with you at the show.
- Jason: Hey, beautiful! - Ok? So if you start to feel like you're going to freak out Yeah.
- you look right at me.
- You want to party with us? Just pretend it's you and me, okay? Okay, just you and me.
What kind of brain damage I gotta get to get a tight-ass lil' nurse like you? Is this your man? It looks like you're the one full up on brain damage.
Oh, I understand.
Sexual frustration, it can drive a honey crazy.
Can you go? Geez, what a bitch.
You you have to apologize! No, no, no, wait, Dean.
No, no, you're you're a lady, and and and you're being disrespectful.
You you have to apologize right now! That's not gonna happen.
- Oh, my God! - Dean: You have to apologize to her! Dean, we have to go.
Oh, my God.
Dean, come on, we have to go.
- We we gotta go, come on.
- I-I Virginia.
Polly: I'm back! Desna, ready for the party? Y'all come on in.
Desna: Whoa-ho! Don't you clean up nice.
Twirl around, let me get a load of you.
Not you, Ann.
I'm talking to the baby.
- Polly got it for me.
- Did she, now? - [Cellphone rings.]
- Huh.
Hey.
Yeah, I'll take the call.
Hi, mom.
Yeah.
I'm good.
Ooh, Casablanca lilies.
Dr.
Ruval knows his flowers.
Yes, he does.
Roller's idea of romance was biting my neck after he came.
- Oh! - [Laughs.]
This is your time, girl.
If Uncle Daddy lets me out.
Will he, though? Hopefully this party'll put him in a good mood.
It's now or never.
[Knock on door.]
Hey, Bryce, come on.
What's up? Um, Jenn wanted me to give these back to you.
She said she's not coming back.
She couldn't give them to me herself? I'm just the messenger.
Ladies.
Polly: Bye, Bryce.
Polly: She's had a difficult life, Des, you know that better than anyone.
We all know what it's like to have trouble accepting that we deserve good things.
Mnh-mnh, this is not the same thing, Pol.
I have wanted a place like Glint my whole life.
How could I do this without people around me that I trust? Des.
I Mm.
[Keyboard keys clacking.]
Roller is alive.
He's not here.
Woman: Find him.
[Latin music plays.]
All right, baby, time to join the herd and have some apple toddies with your people.
Oh, Mr.
Emerson, I have missed this world.
Yes, let's.
You know, I can't do anything with my wings clipped.
Oh, oh, Lord, here.
- I can't believe she came back.
- Is that her? - She looks crazy.
- No! [Indistinct voices.]
They're here.
- Who dat? - The critics.
Plotting against me, I know they are.
- Pay them bitches no mind, come on.
- No, no, no.
They're here to destroy me.
Listen to me.
Listen.
You you you're here to consecrate your return back to your throne, babe.
No, no, we have to go.
We have to go.
No, no, no, You didn't call that pussy here for nothing.
We here to consecrate your return back to your throne.
No, no.
Oh! Let's go over there and talk yourself.
[ Latin music continues.]
Thank you for sticking up for me earlier.
No one's ever done that before.
Well, that's what boyfriends do.
[Exhales sharply.]
- Ready to go in? - Yeah.
Okay.
[Indistinct conversations.]
[Breathing shallowly.]
- Listen.
- Yeah.
- You can do this.
- Yeah.
We'll do it together, okay? Yeah.
You'll be fine.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Man: You are not worthy, but you have been chosen.
Today, you will be transformed from flesh and blood into the most metaphoric art piece South Beach has ever known.
May I see your lines, please? - Go.
- Yeah.
Front left, right here, thank you.
Please reveal my canvases.
[Classical music plays.]
[Audience murmurs.]
[Music continues.]
What is your name, child? - [Whispering.]
That's impressive.
- Dean.
[Mouthing.]
You can do it.
Everyone, behold my star, Dean.
[Applause.]
[Airbrush blowing.]
Ain't no woman like the one I got What's got you so tickled, Clay Husser? - [Chuckles.]
- Ain't no woman like the one I got You look as happy as a puppy with two peckers.
It looks like Lamont and Circus might throw in on our clinic expansion.
Baby boy Bryce will press the tar out of those boys.
Can you believe it's been 30 years since we said our I do's? Seems like we're the only couple we know that's gone the distance.
Well, you know the secret to a great marriage.
Picking the right woman.
When she smiles so warm and tender A sight for sore eyes to see Ooh Virginia? Are are you mad at me? No.
Why would you think that? Well, because you've been quiet, and quiet means mad, or or quite means shy, but you're you're not shy, so your quiet must mean mad.
No, I'm not mad.
Here, come sit with me.
Okay.
I Was that okay? Yeah.
I-I-I-I'd be interested in doing more of it.
Okay.
Yeah.
Go ahead.
Okay.
What do I do now? What do you want to do? [Chuckles.]
It's okay.
Okay.
They invited me here to destroy me.
- [Glass shatters.]
- The critics are part of the Deep State.
- [Glass shatters.]
- They're all part of it! You're part of it, too.
You made me come here.
Come on, baby.
Hotel art! [Lamp shatters.]
Baby, it's just a little bit of nerves.
Everybody gets a little nervous.
Shit, I'm nervous.
I'm a fool - Baby, put the gun - for loving you so so much.
Mr.
Emerson, our bloody bodies will be my magnum opus.
Baby, stop.
Listen to me.
You're gonna make every one who disrespected you repent.
All right, when you reveal that masterpiece, okay? You're gonna make a pussy hair tsunami and make those jealous ho-ass artists when you reveal that masterpiece they'll be choked, they'll be whipped.
They're gonna wanna be violated, baby.
That's it.
[Both groaning.]
Okay? [Both moaning.]
Say you want to change.
- [Moans.]
- [Grunts.]
Ahh! Move to the side.
Move to the side.
Yeah, babe.
- Yeah! [Moans.]
- Yeah! I finished it for you.
Thank you.
You're a special person, Dean.
Oh, I'm on the autism spectrum.
- That's That's not what I meant.
- Oh.
What I meant was, you're a good person.
Oh.
And I had sex with you because I care about you, and I wanted your first time to be special.
[Sighs.]
And I know this might not be easy to understand, but at this point in my life, I'm not looking for a boyfriend.
Yeah, I-I understand.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Okay.
It would be weird for you to look for a boyfriend when you have me.
["Dixie" playing .]
Desna: Hey, hey, hey, make sure you tell them to keep these oysters on ice.
If Uncle Daddy gets a whiff of a bad oyster, somebody gonna lose body parts.
You lost.
I'm gonna tell you right now, somebody ask me to birth a baby, they gettin' cut.
Oh, hell no.
No, ma'am.
What the hell do you think you're doing? Keeping you from being stupid.
Who do you think you are? You're not my mama.
I used to wish you were my mama, but my mama was just a whore.
You're a murderer.
Jenn.
The Coombses were your foster parents.
I saw a picture in Dean's room.
Bryce didn't avenge Roller's death.
He killed those two people because of you.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Man: Yeah, really good.
I need to talk to you.
Boys, you know my boy's gal, Jenn, right? You okay, darling? - No, I'm not okay.
- Hey, how is, uh, everybody doing? We're doing good.
Jenn here is just gonna tell us what was bothering her.
["Dixie" continues playing.]
Never mind.
["Dixie" continues playing.]
[Indistinct conversations.]
Get off me! [Sobs.]
Please, let me explain.
You were my best friend, and you destroyed my family to save yourself.
I only wanted the Coombses arrested.
Yeah, well, Roller's dead, and Bryce is a murderer.
He is gonna be haunted by killing those people for the rest of his life, and what about my girls? You're the only one who hasn't paid a price for what you did! If you tell Uncle Daddy or Bryce any of this, Jenn, they will kill her on the spot! Well, maybe I will, or maybe I'll do it myself! What is wrong with you? - No, no, no! - Listen.
I know you're upset, but we are a family! We love each other! We are all we have! Y'all really think she'll tell them? Before you came into my life, I was an empty vessel.
I am not worthy of the love that you fill me with.
You are my life.
[Applause.]
Let's hear it for this inspirational couple, everybody, mom and daddy.
Thank y'all.
I didn't say anything to you about Roller and the Coombses 'cause I didn't want you caught up in all this mess.
You need something taken care of, you come to me.
That's what I'm here for.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Now, the days of billboard ads are over, all right? Bryce: Digital outreach has given us a younger, more affluent patient pool, right? I'm so proud of my boy, talkin' all business and shit.
[Laughs.]
My business is up 40% since this man was in charge, you know that? This This brain right here is is a money-making machine.
Brains are all well and dandy, but the reason we're investing in these clinics is know Bryce here can drop a body when need be.
- Hell yeah, he can.
- Nice work on them Coombses.
Your boy Chip sent me the crime-scene photos.
Easy now, easy now, put that away.
- Put that away.
- All right.
Nothing like seeing the spark of life leaving the son of bitch's eyes.
- Lamont: Yeah.
- [Chuckles.]
Uncle Daddy: All right, let's toast.
Let's toast to this deal here.
Come on now.
To our new business idea.
We are bad.
We are nationwide.
- Nationwide.
- Nationwide.
[Snorts.]
Circus: [Laughs.]
Whoo! Ahh.
Oh! You lookin' a little pekid, boy.
- Here you go.
- I, see No, he's good.
I'll hit that turtle, though.
Give me that.
[Snorts.]
- Yeah! Yeah! - Whoo! Boys from Georgia got some good shit right there.
[Laughs.]
[Classical music plays.]
I remember you liked crab cakes, so I grabbed some before the Confederate Army - ate them all.
- Why, thank you, Ken.
What a good person.
Look at the motor on Dr.
Ken.
- I've been taking dance lessons.
- Oh.
[Classical music plays.]
Shit.
Um, can you hold that? Excuse me for a moment.
Hey, Jenn is drinking, go find Desi.
Ann: Shit.
Ahh.
What are you doing? Uh, No nothing.
I'm just taking, uh just taking the edge off, you know, because of the the, um 'Cause of me, the Georgia guys are coming in on the new clinics, so I thought I deserved a reward.
Said the crackhead.
To the alcoholic.
I get you a big house, more money than you ever dreamed of, and you're treating Desna like shit? What's your problem? Desna killed Roller.
She set up the Coombses to take the fall, and you killed the wrong people.
Jenn! - [Screams.]
- [Gunshot.]
Sometimes I find myself alone Regretting some little foolish thing Some simple thing that I've done 'Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good.
[Video rewinding.]
Big house, more money than you could ever dream of, and you're treating Desna like shit.
What's your problem? [Sniffs.]
Desna: Jenn, please, let me just talk to you.
- What, Des? - Listen to me.
What could you possibly say? Listen, Roller kept treating me like shit, telling me to stop asking him for the money that he promised me, and I snapped.
- I can't believe you killed him.
- I thought I did, and the next thing I know, he was on top of me, beating the life out of me.
And Virginia shot him to save my life.
And and and I knew if Uncle Daddy found out, he would kill both of us, and he was getting closer every day.
So you just set up two innocent people.
They were monsters.
Dean was he was a sweet, weird, innocent kid.
And the shit they did to him? He let them do it to him so they wouldn't do it to me.
[Voice breaking.]
He was protecting me, and he didn't tell me.
- I didn't know.
- Yeah, but after all we been through, you could have told me.
You're supposed to trust me.
I didn't want you to live the rest of your life lying to Bryce over what I did.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
Honey, please, please tell me you can forgive me.
[Sniffles.]
[Crying.]
I don't know, Des.
[Exhales sharply.]
[Classical music plays.]
Listen, um, I got you this.
[Chuckles.]
It's one of those, uh, nose clamps, you know, 'cause all the best-dressed mermaids in Weeki Wachee are wearin' 'em, girl, come on now.
Thanks.
You know I can't be a mermaid, right? I know that life can be hard, and having a dream can pull you through the worst of it.
Is that why you pretend to be other people? You need to remember something, when you get older, you deserve a good person who treats you with love and respect.
So do you.
[Chuckles.]
All right.
[Laughs.]
[Whispers indistinctly.]
[Slow classical music plays.]
Excuse me? Shall we? [Music continues.]
We need to recommit to our sobriety.
We've got too much to lose.
We'll go to a meeting in the morning.
And I'm gonna reconnect.
I'm not gonna let all this Uncle Daddy shit get in the way of us.
And, hey, you have to talk to me if you have something you need to.
[Music continues.]
Excuse me, Clay? Is now a good time for us to talk? I mean, maybe we could What's on your mind? [Music continues, indistinct conversations.]
You and me, we spent our whole lives being told we were nothing, that we would never be nothing, And that we should be happy with our little piece of nothing, hmm? We both had to scrape, fight, and pray our way to creating better lives for our family.
You did that.
And I want to do the same.
I want to create a better life for me and Dean.
I just I want to stop washing your money.
Well, if you ain't gonna do it, who's gonna do it? Toby.
You know he's got the brains for it.
Well, it would give him something to do other than ask me how his titties look all the time.
[Music continues.]
You got it.
You know, just remember that, uh, new businesses fail all the time, so if things don't work out, I'm here for you.
[Music continues.]
[Exhales sharply.]
Okay, okay.
Just 'cause he said no this time doesn't mean that he won't say yes the next time.
That's true.
[Voice breaking.]
I'm out.
- What? - He let me out.
- [Gasps.]
- Oh! Yes! Oh! Oh! Can y'all believe that? Oh, my God.
[Laughs.]
Oh, no.
To Desna Simms, our ass-kicking business maven and loving mother protector to all of us in this island of broken toys.
[Glasses clink.]
[ Big Data's "Dangerous" plays .]
[Camera shutter clicks.]
[ Music continues .]
How could you know, how could you know? That those were my eyes Oh, oh, oh You understand, I got a plan for us I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous Open.
It must be fate, I found a place for us Close.
Swallow.
Come on, girl.
Don't make me love you to death, hmm? Yeah.
[Swallows.]
Ahh! Ahh! Ahh! I'm scared.
- What are you scared of? - Critics.
Get up there and demand your respect.
- Yeah? - Yeah, cowboy up and get it.
- Cowboy up? - Get it, get it, girl.
- Get it, get it.
- Yeah.
They're right under my bed They're on patrol Here they come, yeah, here they come - Out of the shadows - [Spits.]
Un, hi, everyone.
- Um, uh - [Camera shutter clicks.]
Thank you all for coming.
I'm I'm a little nervous.
They gathered up the warrant cuz' they know You understand, I got a plan for us Trust your talent, baby.
Okay, um All right, quiet! [Music stops.]
Um, using pubic hair as my medium manifests the Earth Mother who stands astride our culture and demands we you know, honestly, I bet you're tired of hearing that kind of talk.
I am.
I can't say that stuff anymore.
Um, My name is Gladys Coleman Pirette.
I started working with, um, the pubic hair of incarcerated women not because it's controversial, not because it was a comment on the, uh, patriarchy desiring to police female sexuality, but, uh, because I thought it was pretty.
[Chuckling.]
And curly.
[Laughter.]
And I-I-I liked the way that it it catches the light, so [Audience gasp.]
[Applause.]
[David Bowie's "Let's Dance" playing.]
I'll be right here, okay? Right here.
Okay.
[Music continues.]
Man: Earth! Let's dance Put on your red shoes and dance the blues Man: Fire! Let's sway Under the moonlight The serious moonlight Man: Let the elements be at rest.
[Applause.]
[Laughs.]
[Exhales deeply.]
[Doorbell rings.]
Hey, I know it's late, but I texted because I just [Techno music plays.]
You did great.
You did so great.
I did, didn't I? - Yeah.
- Yeah, I did.
[Music continues.]
[Grunting.]
- Amazing.
- Whoa.
[Indistinct conversations.]
Gladys: Mr.
Emerson?! I was blown away by your piece.
- I stand humbled.
It's amazing.
- Mr.
Emerson! Mr.
Emerson! Mr.
Emerson! What do you want to do? Can can we go get Desi a souvenir? - Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
[Grunts.]
Oh, my God.
Shit.
Oh, my God.
- What's the matter, Virginia? - Oh, nothing.
Uh, look how cool this painting is, look.
It's that one? [Both giggling.]
[Cellphone ringing.]
Wait, wait, wait.
Just hold on, hold that thought.
I gotta take this, okay? Don't look at me like that.
I'll be right back, I promise.
What? And you better not tell me you lost him.
Virginia: Roller's alive! He's here at South Beach.
Girl, what are you smoking? Put Dean on the damn phone.
He's here.
I can see him right now.
Hey, Dean, let's go get that souvenir for your sister.
There are a lot of people.
Hello? Virginia! Hey, look, it's Roller, Virginia! - He's alive! - No, no.
Let's let's go.
- Hey, Roller! It's me, Dean! - Come on! Come on! Mr.
Emerson! Mr.
Emerson! Mr.
Emerson! No, no! You love me! You have to! Shit.
Watch out.
- Man: Gun! - [Gunshot.]
[All screaming.]
[Grunts.]
I just wanted to give you all of my broken pieces, Mr.
Emerson.
Please, please, no.
[Gun cocks.]
[Gunshot.]
Gladys: Mr.
Emerson! No, Mr.
Emerson! You love me! You love me!