- Previously on "Good Girls"...
- Who the hell are you?
- I'm a friend of your friends.
- Give me your car keys. - Downstairs on the counter.
- I've never worked so hard for so little.
I say we get out.
- We just need some extra hands.
- You want to bring other people into this now?
- So what's a secret shopper?
- Nancy and I are...
suing you for custody.
- I got cola, tina, molly, oxy, K, addys, and fat bags of herb.
- I started a business. - Okay.
- I didn't want to tell you because I was afraid I'd fail.
I didn't fail.
I'm crushing it.
- Dangerous people took advantage of you.
- They didn't take advantage of me.
It was a choice. I wanted to.
- Ah!
Where did this come from?
[upbeat hip-hop music]
♪
- Okay.
Are you a drug lord?
Are you running a prostitution ring?
- [chuckles] Don't you wish.
- What is going on?
I mean, 'cause I have a right to know.
- Remember when you were screwing your secretary
and lost everything that we had
and I was completely in the dark?
- Yes. - So this is kind of like that.
Oh, don't forget that I need you out of the house tonight.
- Book club? - Book club.
- What am I supposed to do with the kids?
- I don't know. Take 'em to the movies.
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey
- What the hell.
Take 'em to Disneyland.
- ♪ Every morning, I feel so summertime ♪
♪ My haters got to work like overtime ♪
♪ Hey, baby, don't act no...
- Who are these people, Daddy?
- ♪ Just like a drum
- Uh, Mommy's friends.
- What are they doing here? [laughter]
- Book club.
Come on. Let's go. Go, go, go.
Come on. Hi.
- Hi. - Hi, hi.
- Excuse me. - Hi.
- Hi, man. - Hi.
Hi. Hi, everyone, hi.
- [distorted] ♪ Ain't no friend of mine ♪
- Heaven, you're on five to close.
- Copy that.
- Hey, have you seen Annie?
- Uh, no, she called in sick again.
- She hasn't been in in two weeks.
Hey.
Is she gonna quit? - I don't know.
- Well, what did she say?
- That she was sick.
- Well, what kind of sick, Heaven?
There's cold. There's flu.
There's diarrheal-- - Ew. I don't know.
- All extremely different virus pathologies.
What did she tell you?
- Just that she was sick.
- You know what, you tell me when you hear from her.
I want to know when she's coming in.
- Okay. Great.
- Smile.
- [inhales] Okay.
- 'Kay, people! So listen up.
D.N.R.
What does it mean?
[chuckling] Okay, I can see we're all
taking a little evening nap here.
Hey, Beth, let's get some more coffee in here,
and you know what, throw in some espresso shots
for the bitches in the front row.
D...N...R.
What is it?
- Do Not Resuscitate?
- Yes.
But the thing is, Tyler,
that's for when you're dead.
That's for when you've given up.
Are you giving up, Tyler?
- No.
- Is anyone else here giving up?
[all murmuring "No"] No? Excellent.
Then let's go ahead and pull
our heads out of our asses
and, oh, my God, Heather!
I'm not gonna say it again.
Get the hell off your phone.
D. Do your surveys.
The more you buy and return,
the more money you're gonna make.
N. Never buy and return from the same store.
That one should pretty much be a duh at this point.
Which leaves us with R.
Any guesses?
- Um, recycle your shopping bags?
[affirmative chatter]
- [clears throat]
Are we trying to save the planet?
- Um, no.
- Are we at a Greenpeace meeting?
- Uh, no.
- What are we here for, Mary Pat?
- To make money. - [raises voice] And what
is an essential component of making money
when you're a secret shopper?
Reee...
all: Reee...
Reee... - Really do your surveys?
- Receipts! [all gasping]
Save your receipts!
Come on! Say it with me people!
Receipts, receipts, receipts, receipts!
[all chanting "Receipts"]
- Man, they trashed my house.
- Mm. It was that bloody Ruth woman.
She sucked down like 17 eggrolls.
I saw her do it.
- Maybe I should stop serving food.
- No, it's good. It keeps them hyped up.
Hey, speaking of which. - Here we go.
- I think we should up the ante, you know?
Maybe offer a little sales incentive next month.
- What? Like a flatware set?
- Actually I was thinking more like a trip to Cancun.
- What? - I mean, why not?
- Because we don't have money to burn,
and we have to be smart about this.
- [scoffs] - We have a six-month plan.
- Dawg, the way this operation is blowing up,
we're gonna be in the black a lot sooner than that.
- She is not wrong.
- [gasps] I'm sorry, could you...
Could you say that one more time
but slowly with feeling?
- We got a lot of shoppers.
We are rolling deep now.
- How much did we clear this week?
- [exhales]
[buttons clicking]
You guys...
Shoppers be shoppin'.
- Yo, make with the info already.
- How much? - Come on.
[upbeat percussive music]
- We just got it in.
14-karat, emerald cut, white gold.
- It's so beautiful.
- It would look stunning on you.
With that skin.
- How much? - $1,100.
- ♪ Everybody's starting a shakedown, baby ♪
- Come on. Just try it on.
- I'm 11. They're gonna laugh.
- No, no. Excuse me, sir.
Hi. What can you tell us about this incredible suit here?
- Are we looking to buy a gift for Daddy or...
- Actually Daddy couldn't pull this off.
We're looking for my daughter.
- [chuckles] I'm not sure something like this
would really work on her.
♪
We do have a kids' department.
- Mm. Honey, I'm sorry.
Could you just--could you hang on to these for me?
My purse just won't close.
- It's just stunning.
- Thank you.
- If you want to give your husband my card,
I'm happy to set it aside.
- My husband can't afford this.
♪
- Well...
- ♪ Ah
- 36 short? - Let's start with 34.
Something with no break and a tight inseam.
- ♪ Ah
- "GQ" says the clean look's still in.
♪
- [whispers] Hey.
♪
- And we finish it with our pistachio foam,
which Chef has infused with local flavors
from his favorite Peruvian coastal village.
We then flash caramelize it using a refracted laser.
[electronic music]
- What?
- Oh, okay.
- Enjoy.
♪
- Is that a... - Uh-huh.
- It's a grape.
- Mm, it sure is.
- I mean...
that grape has been places.
- It's better traveled than me.
- That grape has seen things.
[both chuckling]
But, and this is the true test...
- Mm. - Has this grape...
ever arrested anybody? - [scoffs]
Come on now.
Come on, it was just an assist.
Okay? Small time drug bust.
- Did you get to put on the cuffs?
- [slurps]
[licks lips]
Uh, maybe.
[both laugh]
- Well, in that case,
you get the bigger half, Mr. Officer.
- Oh, no, no, no, please, please.
I'm still full from the heirloom carrot
on a bed of micro-greens foraged by gnomes.
- [laughs] We're gonna need to get some pizza after this.
- Please.
You know what, though?
It feels good to treat ourselves for once.
- Right? - Yeah.
Hey, are we good to spend like this?
I mean, I know you got the new gig--
- You know what else I got? - Hmm?
- I have a new theory on money.
- Tell me. - It's like a boomerang.
If you throw it out there, it's gonna come back.
- That's gangster.
- To your first arrest.
[glasses clink]
- Well, it's about time.
- Eddy, right?
Jim Turner. People call me Jimmy.
It's nice to meet you.
Let's see what's going on here.
Oof. Third strike, huh?
Well, that blows. - Whatever.
- Possession, armed robbery. Damn, son.
You fell in with a rough crowd, as my mama would say.
- You think I'm gonna snitch?
Or tell you anything about anybody?
- It's okay. Let's go.
- Where? - Home.
You're on my way. I'll drop you off.
- You ain't gonna charge me with anything?
- No offense, but no one really cares about you,
so if you're not talking, might as well free up the room.
You mind if we grab a bite on the way?
I haven't eaten.
What's that shawarma place your boys all hang out at?
Aman's? - Amir's.
- Yeah, I could eat that fried eggplant all day.
We'll grab a booth by the window,
do some people watching.
We watch them. They watch us.
You, uh--you on Instagram?
- Nah. [camera shutter clicks]
- Now you are.
- What's your problem, man?
- Oh, me? No problem, but you might have one
coming home smelling like cop coffee.
- Do you want to get me killed or something?
- See, now, that's up to you, son.
Should we go?
- [sighs]
- And something was dumped on my lap,
and I don't want this to be happening right now.
- Oh, she's gonna do it. - No.
No! No! - Oh, no, she's doing it.
- I can't. [both gasp]
I cannot!
- I don't want to be the one to have
to tell you this because it's not my--
- Please don't let it be about Tom.
- It's about Tom. [both scream]
- No!
- Just don't--get away from me right now.
- Oh, Countess, you knew he was a playa.
- Dude, you are on a reality show!
- Oh, you can't turn those cameras off.
[women groan]
- Coming up... - [sighs]
- I would've vied for her. - Okay, you guys.
I did something.
- What?
- What does that mean? - What did you do?
- Tell me there is not another man up in that treehouse.
- Wait here.
[Gin Wigmore's "In My Way"]
- I don't like that look in her eye.
- Mm. - Tension's killing me.
I'm getting more Bugles. - Ooh, wine me please.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Thank you.
- ♪ I will fight
♪ And decide
♪ All for you
♪ My reflection said to draw
- I want you guys to be honest.
Kind of love it, but...
maybe it's over the top.
- ♪ To have you
♪ To hold you
♪ I want to keep you within
♪ Feel the touch of your skin ♪
♪ I want to have you
♪ Forever in my way
♪ Ah
- Not over the top at all.
♪
[chuckles softly]
What is that? Is that...
Is that emerald cut?
- Please put down the gun.
- How much of my money did that set you back?
- This isn't your money.
- Oh, see, but it is.
- What are you doing? I thought we were past this.
- Me too.
But you bitches just keep stealing from me.
and I ain't gonna notice?
- No, it's not possible. We have a system.
- Ah, me too.
- No, we know what is real and we know what is fake.
- Oh, me too.
And you tried to rip me off a hundred Gs?
- What? both: No.
- I swear to God we would never do that.
- Maybe it was one of the women.
[downbeat rock music]
Maybe one of them didn't wash the money
and just turned in her surveys and didn't go shopping.
- What women?
♪
- We couldn't wash the cash fast enough,
so we had to outsource.
- You shared my business with other people?
- None of them actually knows anything.
- They're just women who think they'll literally shopping.
- Which one of your lady friends screwed me.
- How could we know? - I'm gonna need a name.
♪
- Why?
- To handle it.
♪
- Listen, there could be...
any one of 30 people who--
- And you're gonna give me a name.
♪
Or I'm just gonna pick one
at the next PTA mixer.
♪
[gun clicks] - [exhales]
- You can't tell from these surveys.
These all look totally legit.
- I mean, it could be any of 'em.
- It's not like it would take a criminal mastermind,
just somebody smart but, like, lazy.
It wasn't me.
- Oh, well, we got to figure it out
before he "handles" it.
- What's with the air quotes? - I think it's pretty clear
what he meant "handle" it. - Again, with the air quotes.
- He's not gonna take it up with HR.
He's gonna cap a bitch!
- That's not gonna happen, okay?
Not if we handle it ourselves. - [gasps]
- That is not with air quotes. - [exhales]
- What if we send everyone to the same store?
Just in one day, we give them a small drop
to spend so we don't raise flags.
- What does that do? - Well, then we can sit
and watch and see who doesn't show up to shop.
- Like a stakeout.
- Well, that's kind of more for cops.
- Yeah, and we're watching to see who doesn't show, so...
- Oh, sorry, so like the very definition of a stakeout.
- Do you always have to label it?
- Or be down with the lingo.
- It gets to be a bit much.
- Wow. You guys just cannot give it to me, can you?
That's sad.
Unbelievable.
- Hey, babe. - Yeah?
- Can you make sure Harry brushes his teeth, please?
- Oh, he's good.
- He's not good. He's six.
And he has dog breath.
What's all this sunshine?
What you got back there? - I don't know.
Why don't you pick a hand and find out?
- Stan, I have to get these kids ready for bed.
I have to prep for a crazy day tomorrow.
- Well, then you need to come on.
- Oh, my God, really? - [laughing]
What?
Glass seats behind the net, baby.
[clicks tongue]
- What'd they cost? - Who cares what they cost?
You always wanted seats behind the glass, right?
Glass seats.
- What I want and what we can afford are very different.
- [sighs] Now wait a minute.
I thought we were living a little bit here.
- Yeah, a little, not like Jay and Bey.
- What? Nah.
I'm sending the boomerang out, remember?
- Yeah, and I'm trying to keep it from
taking our heads off.
Look, I may have gotten a little ahead of myself.
This business, it's just...
We're gonna need to pump the breaks a little bit.
- Just one hockey game.
- How much were they?
Stan.
- [stammers] Huh?
- Stanley Lamont Hill!
[hip-hop music]
[indistinct chatter]
- Annie Bananey.
Welcome back.
How you feeling?
- Better.
- Are these gonna be necessary?
You look like you know the drill.
- I'm sorry, Officer.
What am I being arrested for?
- Trafficking a class one controlled substance.
- Wait, what?
- Well, they'll explain everything to you
down at the station, okay?
- Wow.
You vile little weasel.
You planted something on me? - Okay, that's it.
- Unbelievable.
Even for you, that's low! [cuffs click]
I didn't think you had it in you.
Wow. That's cool, you little dick.
'Cause you know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna rip that wormy little mustache
right off your face
and that ugly ass nut duster too
and I'm gonna cram 'em where the sun don't shine, buddy.
That's right! It's on now.
You have no idea the pain
that I'm gonna bring upon your house!
You are over, you little punk ass bitch!
- [scoffs]
Guys, that's not Fine and Frugal behavior, okay?
Back to work.
♪
Clean up aisle ten.
♪
Seriously? - I'm sorry.
I didn't get your message until this morning.
- [sighs] I had to sleep on the floor.
It was like friggin' Oz in there.
- Who's with Sadie?
- She's at a sleepover, thank God.
Hey, Beth!
Seriously?
- I couldn't get a babysitter. Dean's at the oncologist.
What did you want me to do? - I don't know.
Maybe not make them watch Auntie do a perp walk?
- Oh, don't get mad at me.
I'm not the one who got arrested.
- Yes, thank you. I'm aware.
- For drugs, no less. - They weren't mine.
- Said everyone ever busted for drugs.
- I'm telling you I was set up, okay?
- Like the cinnamon schnapps at prom?
- Why would you even throw that in my face?
That's not relevant.
- Because I am still bailing you out.
- I'm telling you they were not mine.
[voice breaking] Boomer set me up.
- What?
- I'm gonna lose Sadie.
You know it's true.
There's no judge in the world that would let me
keep her after a felony drug charge.
[sobs]
- I'm gonna help you with this.
We are gonna figure this out together, okay?
- This is really bad.
- Together, okay?
- Okay.
Okay.
[inhales and exhales]
Hey, guys! Auntie has a funny story.
The lawyer thinks that it would make me look more responsible
if you stayed with Dad and Nancy for a little while.
Baby, please don't be sad.
Please. I promise I'm gonna fix this.
- Can we just... sit here a little?
- Of course, baby.
- [sighs]
- Honey, you got to get a lawyer.
- I have a custody one. - You need a criminal one.
- Yeah. - [groans]
I'm gonna have a whole legal team, O.J. style.
- Yeah, and fight it.
- That little grocery store turd is going down.
- I just want my kid back, you know?
[indistinct chatter, shopping cart rattling]
- Yo, bogie, eleven o'clock.
- Is that-- - Brooke, red glasses.
- Okay, how many more?
- 28.
- Settle in.
[mellow pop music]
♪
- How many more now?
- I'm not telling you. - Why not?
- 'Cause it's the same answer as it was five minutes ago.
- [groans] This is the worst stakeout ever.
- At least you don't have somebody's nasty ass feet
in your face. - [groans]
- I'm gonna die of natural causes in this minivan.
- You might just go quicker.
- Just find out who it is, okay?
- Okay.
If we had to sacrifice
someone to the gang...
♪
I nominate that lady Heather. [slurping]
- Are you for real right now?
- I'm talking like gun to the head had to.
- Annie. - She is always on her phone.
- And that's a reason to kill her?
- It's like, "Chill, bitch, nobody's posted
on Instagram in the last three seconds, 'kay?"
- Oh, my God. - I'm just saying
back pocket.
♪
- [sighs] Should we wake her up?
- No.
I'm enjoying the quiet.
[sighs]
- Check it. Closing time and one name left.
So what now?
- We handle it.
[engine turns over]
- I'm so sorry about the mess.
If I'd known my bosses were coming by, I would've...
[chuckles] I don't know.
Hey, boys, can you keep it down, okay?
I can't even hear myself think.
[chuckles] - Okay, Mom.
- Uh, what can I get you guys to--to drink?
- We're fine. - I'm okay.
- Do you have any lemonade?
- Uh...
I--I have water. [softly] No.
- That's perfect. - It's great.
- Okay. - I love water.
- [straining] [refrigerator door closes]
[chuckles] Okay.
Um, you know, can you just--
- Oh. Okay. - Can you--thank you.
I'm sorry, I just haven't, um,
you know, really gotten used to doing, like, everything
all by myself, you know, since Jeff passed.
[sighs] - Oh, we didn't know.
- Yeah, he had a heart attack, um, six months ago.
- God, that's--that's terrible. - We're so sorry.
- And I'm so thankful for your shopping club.
You know, I feel like I finally have a shot at--
at getting my head above water, you know?
[indistinct chatter on TV]
- [exhales sharply]
I'm just gonna rip off the Band-Aid here.
Uh...
we know what you've been doing.
- I don't understand. - [sighs]
You've been turning in the same cash, and it's--it's okay.
You know, you obviously have a lot on your plate,
and you're not in trouble.
But unfortunately we do have to let you go.
- He's very cute.
- I'm so embarrassed. - Oh, please don't be.
- You know, I ran out of time, and I really needed the money.
- No judgement here. - Uh-uh.
[baby cooing] - Oh, my God.
[sighs] [baby crying]
- We'll just, um, let ourselves out.
- You take care, okay?
- Good night.
[baby crying]
- Wait, what...
What did you...
What did you mean when you said that I turned in
the same cash?
- What?
- I mean, how would you know that I turned in
the exact same cash? Like...
- Well, obviously, we don't know that,
but we know from your survey that you weren't
actually doing the shopping.
- But that's not what she said, though.
- Well, that's what I meant.
- But it's not what you said.
I mean, do you guys check serial numbers or something?
No.
No, that would-- that'd be crazy.
- Girl, it is never easy to be let go.
- Mm. - Trust me, I know.
I've been there. - And we would have kept you on
but it was corporate's call.
- Right.
You know, um, come to think of it, if I am being fired,
it seems like I should probably hear that from corporate.
Right? Not you guys.
So what, um-- what's their number?
- They're closed. - Yeah.
- I mean, it's, what, time...
- Come to think of it, what's their name?
- Okay, I know-- I know you're upset.
- No, I'm not upset.
But you know who I think might be
is the Better Business Bureau.
- Just hold on a minute. - No, no, no, no.
Let her do it.
We don't have anything to hide.
Go ahead.
- I don't know what you've gotten me involved in...
but it's something super shady.
[tense percussive music]
I'm calling the police.
♪
[line trilling]
♪
- Ashfield police.
- Put down the phone. - Ashfield police.
♪
- Put down the phone. - Hello.
Hello, this is the Ashfield Police.
Do you have an emergency?
♪
- What do you want?
♪
- Elena. Carpool or something. - [groans]
- Wow. - Yeah.
- I mean, we could let Rio "handle" it.
I'm just saying, I don't want to, but, you know,
it would solve the problem cleanly.
- She's a single mother. - With a dead husband.
She's probably drowning in debt.
- Oh, my God, you guys, it's not like
she's this great person.
She's blackmailing us. I mean, that's illegal.
- So is washing counterfeit money.
- And robbing a grocery store.
- And crossing the border with counterfeit money.
- Okay! Okay.
- [groans]
I mean, I hate to be the one to say I told you so--
- Then how about you don't? - But did I not tell you
this was a bad idea.
We never, ever should have brought other people into this.
- The system works.
- Uh, clearly it doesn't.
- Someone found the one flaw. - And is extorting us
to the tune of $10,000.
- Okay, I know it would be really nice and neat
to just make it my fault-- - We were out.
We were done with the gang. We were done with all of it.
- Are you serious? - And then we went back
and asked for more. - Because we needed the money
and you got on board real quick.
- And now you're rolling like some evil mastermind.
- Don't you call her evil!
- With your six-month plan and your secret shoppers
luring them in like some crazy Pied Piper.
- Don't you call her crazy! - Okay, pause!
You call her out all the time.
- We are blood! - Okay, thank you.
But...
- Okay.
I see.
Okay.
I mean, I'm just the one that held your hand
when you went through the hell of signing your divorce papers,
but whatever.
'Cause I'm not blood.
You know what? Do what you want.
Pay her, don't pay her.
Just leave me the hell out of it.
- Wait. Where are you going?
- Home.
To my family.
My blood.
- You can't just bail when things get bad.
- Things got bad the second we took down that grocery store.
[car door thuds shut, engine turns over]
[solemn music]
♪
[knocking at door]
♪
[knocking continues]
- Beth, are you decent?
- Yeah.
♪
[water running]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
♪
- I...
I heard the water running for like the last hour,
and I--I got worried.
- Yeah, I couldn't sleep and then I...
couldn't shower, so...
[water running]
- D-do you mind if I turn off the shower?
Just our water--water bill is gonna be insane.
- God, no, of course. I'm sorry.
[water shuts off]
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- [exhales]
Ca--can I ask you one thing?
- Okay.
- Are you doing it for us?
I mean the kids.
I mean, are you doing this for the kids?
- Yes.
[light music]
- That's all I need to know.
♪
[door creaking open]
- [chuckles] Nice.
- [crunching]
I'm having a "me" night. - Mm.
- What is it? - Uh, Sadie forgot some jeans.
- Mm, with the patches? - Yeah.
[door thuds]
What's with all the Post-its?
- Oh, uh, Sadie gets scared that I'll forget stuff,
so she writes them down on Post-its.
- Like the rent? - [scoffs] Please.
I would never forget that.
Because I have the Post-it.
- She worries about you too much.
- It's just like our shtick, okay?
- Yeah, but she doesn't know that
because she's only 11. - You know what, Greg?
I have had a really tough week, so if there's any way
you could spare me the judgement.
- How did you get picked up for pills?
- [chuckles] Here we go.
- They weren't yours, right?
I mean, if it had been peppermint schnapps,
then you wouldn't really have a defense, but--
- Actually, I'm partial to cinnamon.
- Ah, right, yes. It's all coming back to me now.
- So do you want something to eat or...
- Uh, what do you got?
- Cheese and crackers.
- Oh. - Mm-hmm.
both: Okay.
- What if...
they were combined, hmm?
- Is this your dinner? - Hey.
They're not just for breakfast anymore.
Mm-hmm.
You want, like, a glass of wine or something with that?
- It's so grown-up. You have wine?
- Mm...
Nah, just playing. Only vodka.
- Room temp? - Hey, you know me so well.
This is...clean-ish.
[clears throat]
- Classy.
- You can be a real dick, you know that?
- So can you.
[clink]
- Oh, my God. What did you buy this time?
- Pick a hand and find out.
- Seriously? We're doing this again?
- Not if you don't pick a hand.
Pick another one. - Stan.
- All right.
- Where'd you get that? - I put our tickets up for sale
on StubHub, and your man here made a tiny profit.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
You were starting to get
a little crazy. - I'm not crazy.
- [imitating her] Gonna spend money now, don't spend money.
- I just worry. - Well, I worry too,
but we don't have to live like the sky's always falling.
- The sky is always falling.
Look at Sara.
- But she's healthy now, isn't she?
- Yeah, but what about in two weeks
when she stops taking her meds again?
- [exhales] - It's like every time
I look down, it's pieces of sky.
- Let's just take it as it comes.
- I feel like the damn sky's out to get us.
[gentle music]
- Baby. - Yeah?
- [whispers] I got you.
♪
- Oh, my God!
- Right? - No, stop!
- I know! - [laughing] Oh, no.
He remembers his little friend.
- Wait, wait, wait, are you laughing or are you crying?
- I can't tell. I actually can't.
I have tears in my eyes, but--
No, it's over? - Yeah.
- How am I gonna know what happens?
- Oh, wait. Um...
he tears his throat out.
- [laughing] Shut up. - [groans]
- Oh, no. - Aw, man.
Party's over. - What?
Wait, I have the Fruit Roll-Ups or some old raisins
in there I think. - Mm, no.
I should probably go home. - [sighs]
Yeah, I mean, who's watching Sadie right now?
- Oh, Sadie's in bed.
Nancy's in bed.
Everybody's accounted for. I'm like supes responsible.
[clicks tongue]
Mm.
- You look so sleepy.
Are you sleeping any better these days?
- Nah.
[relaxed music]
- Mm, Greggles.
- [chuckles]
Some things never change, huh? - Mm-hmm.
[gasps]
♪
Have you seen the one
with the chimp and the frog?
♪
- No.
♪
- It's gonna blow your mind.
- [vocalizing]
♪
- I know, I know. - Oh.
Oh.
- Oh, no. - Huh?
Oh, no.
- Oh, no. - Okay, I know.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. - I know, I know.
Okay.
- I know, I know.
- [panting] Okay. There we go, all right.
Jeans, jeans. - What?
- Sadie's jeans. - The jeans,
the jeans, jeans, jeans.
- [panting]
- I know.
I know, I know.
[sighs]
Oh, no.
- It's all there and it's all real.
And it won't happen again.
- So who was it? - You got your money.
- Yeah, I'm also gonna need a name.
- I took care of it.
- Come on.
Just give me a name.
- Beth Boland.
- Hmm.
Now let me give you some advice, yeah?
When you got a rotten egg in the bunch,
it stinks up the whole lot till you get rid of it.
- Like I said, I'm handling it.
And don't ever point a gun at me again.
[lively music]
♪
- ♪ Gonna get, go-gonna get ♪
♪ Gonna get, go-gonna get
♪ Gonna get, go-gonna get ♪
- FBI appreciates the DPD tagging in on this.
These guys are organized, but an arrest you made this week
gave us a man on the inside.
I know a task force means a little longer hours,
but Detroit's gonna appreciate it big time
when we put these guys away, so let's get started.
If you all would turn to page four of your hymnals.
♪
[knocking]
- Open up.
[locks click]
[shivers]
What?
- We just didn't think you'd show.
- Please. I'm stuck with you guys.
- Good. 'Cause we need you.
- Where the hell would I go anyway?
- I don't know, the diner would probably take you back.
- Ugh. There's no going back.
Ever tell you guys about the sauce?
I don't think I've even told Stan.
You gotta swear-- - Promise.
- Ride or die. [clicks tongue]
- So for a while, the diner was running this Italian sub deal.
Salami with peppers and onions and special sauce.
To save money, Tony orders a 55-gallon barrel.
We kept it in the basement.
It was so damn hot down there.
The heat would cause the oils to separate.
We'd use this wood canoe paddle to stir it back together.
Eventually the paddle breaks.
And you know cheap-ass Tony,
he's not gonna buy a new paddle.
You tell yourself you'd never do something.
- Wasn't there a ladle you could use or something?
- A broom even?
- Just my arm.
I had the longest.
So every day,
twirling in these sauce oils
like a conductor for the New York Phil.
Then one morning,
I get a paper cut opening the mail.
Whatever, I go about my day.
I'm elbow deep in sauce, and when I pull out my arm,
my Band-Aid's gone.
- [shivering] No.
- Yeah.
I can't tell Tony.
His cheap-ass isn't gonna buy another barrel.
- Oh, my God.
- Six months go by.
This sub deal is still a hit.
One day, a customer comes up to Tony,
opens up his sub,
and in the middle of those peppers and onions
is my Band-Aid.
Are you crying?
- It's just so gross, I...
[whispers] I can't.
- You never have to go back there, okay?
- [groans]
We got you.
And, hey.
You know you're our blood.
- You know that, right?
- I love you guys.
[children yelling, cart rattling]
Mary Pat on your two.
- Hey, get in the car. [children chattering]
That's good. Thank you.
Thank you, guys.
- Okay, everyone's all buckled in.
- Thank you. Thank you.
So much. Wow.
Thank you so much for the help. I really appreciate it.
- $10,000.
- Yeah, that too.
- ♪ I let a stranger in my bed ♪
- It's all there.
- [laughs]
- ♪ 'Cause I needed to feel wanted ♪
- So we're good now, right?
♪
- Yeah.
Yeah, we're good.
- ♪ I gotta find another way ♪
- Till next month.
- Excuse me?
- Whoa, I thought this was a one-time deal.
- Yeah, I--I mean, I thought I was a secret shopper.
- ♪ Another way
- Bye.
♪
- ♪ I'm trying to be better
♪ I'm learning again
♪ But I don't know if I'm a giver ♪
♪ I don't know if I'm a giver ♪
♪
♪ I got so much soul in my body ♪
♪ But no one keeping me honest ♪
♪ And whole days turn into holes in my mind ♪
♪ I got high hopes, lots of potential ♪
♪ I'm high, broke, searching for symbols ♪
♪ And I will not let go of what is mine ♪
♪ I'm learning to live
♪ I'm trying to be better
♪ I'm learning to give
♪ But I don't know if I'm a giver ♪
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