02x03 - b*tches, I've Now Gone Outlaw

[bunniefuu]

Nora: Previously on
"moonshine".

- You guys are super behind
on your taxes.

Which is what led me to you
guys in the first place.

- I quit.
- (both laugh)

Ryan: Dharma. It's like
your purpose, right?

Crystal: Well, hello, dharma.

Nora: It's come to my attention

That I may be a serial
relationship wrecker.

It's got me thinking about
taking a critical gaze

Back at myself.
Duck bong guy,

Where did we go wrong?
- Oh hey, hot stuff.

- Is the naked dude
your boyfriend?

- I actually don't know
what he is.

- Screwing him is one thing.

Getting into business with him
is next level risky.

- I will find your
bio mom for you.

- It's the letter she left
with me.

It's gotta mean something.

- You are looking at the newest
member of the fcba.

- You did this?
Gale: I can be very persuasive.

♪ never could believe
the things you do to me ♪

Sammy: Someone once
described bingo

As the morgue's waiting room.

A place for geriatric
chain smokers

To gamble their way
into the void.

(dauber squishes)

♪ 'cause baby, I believe
that you're a star ♪

It's a game of chance,
much like life.

The cosmic pursuit
for existence.

Woman: I need a pink dauber!

♪ making love to you
is such a thrill ♪

Sammy: 75 ba*ls collide
in a dance of total nonsense

Until one lucky dude
wins the race.

Yeah, it's a procreation
metaphor.

♪ satisfied

Thousands of sperm.

One egg.

It's a miracle any of us
were born at all.

In a few hours,
this place will be full.

Everyone's a winner,
'til they're not.

Bingo.

♪ this is my life,
this is my life ♪

♪ this is my life,
my life ♪

♪ this is my life,
this is my life, ♪

♪ this is my life,
my life ♪

♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter,
waves lap)

(snoring softly)

(running footsteps approach)

- Oh, make yourself at home.
- Oh, jesus.

Did you start using that
natural deodorant again?

The real stuff might cause
cancer, but at least it works.

- Did you swing by to make me
feel bad about my natural funk?

- Yes.

And I need clothes.

Ter and I have a double date
tonight...

With his partner
and her boyfriend.

I need something classy,
but boring.

Think "the most fun teller
at the bank."

- Oh, I'd be happy to help you
pretend to be an adult.

- (chuckles)
- dinner thing?

- Bingo night
at the shore club.

Can't all date the leader
of the pack.

- Can I please enjoy my
afterglow for 5 minutes,

Without your judgment?

- Sorry, not my biz.
You do you.

And the biker.
- Thank you, and I will.

Did you hear thirsty katie
finally gave rhian

Her coveted golden clam?
- Yeah.

Heard something else.

- I thought you were done.
- I didn't say anything.

- Ugh, stop fake biting
your tongue.

You're gonna spit it out
anyway.

- So, (huffs)

Thirsty katie's real estate
billboard...

Got vandalized last night.

Totally defaced. Now, I gotta
admit, joel looks better.

But... Still.

- You don't know
that was gale?

- And yet you immediately
jump to that conclusion?

Weird coincidence that katie
suddenly does a 180?

- Well, I guess it's no weirder
than a biker

Renovating his cinder block
clubhouse.

Even outlaws deserve
marble countertops.

- He's going with
three-inch maple.

- Oh.
- And...

This is the end
of this conversation.

- Fine. You're going to bingo
night, right?

I might need someone to sneak
off and do shots with me,

So I don't blow my brains out.

Lidia?

(indistinct laughing)

Oscar: (sighs)

- Switch!
(water trickles)

You do like working here
though, right?

- Like it? Pfft. I was so
stressed out at my old job,

I was getting pressure
headaches that can cook rice.

Now, I get to give a goddess
a foot massage.

- (chuckles)
- my life is a 24-7 vacay.

- Well, when you're not
on vacay,

Maybe you can find some time
in those 24-7

To fix the faucet in cabin 2?

I've got those competitive
cyclists checking in

This afternoon, and they're
just, they're very particular.

- Must've slipped my mind.

I've just been very busy
with all the accounting stuff.

And upgrading the reservation
system.

- All very useful.
And appreciated.

It's just that, you know,

Dad and I used to do all
the handyman stuff together

And now that he's retired,
and...

- Say no more.

- Unless you don't think
you can, you know,

Because not all men are capable
in the arts

Of material trades and...

Your hands are very soft.
- They are not that soft.

- It's just, it's a lot.

I can't do it all, you know,
with juggling management,

And-and creating human life
from nothing!

You know, some days,
it's a lot and...

(sighs)

I swear to god, if you disclose
what I am about to tell you,

To anyone, I will drown you
in this foot bath.

But I'm just, I'm feeling
a little bit in over my head

Without mom and dad,
and... Lidia.

And, I just need to know
that you can handle this.

- You know what? Not only do
I have your feet, my love,

But I have your back, too.

I'm gonna go kick
that sink's a*s.

Right now!

- That's my handyman!
(military drumming)

That was hot.

(beads jingling)

Ryan: Little brother!
- Yo.

- I've been looking for you
all day.

- At the club setting up bingo.

- Well, I've been setting up
somethin', too.

I've been doing a lot of
processing about your bio mom.

- Why?
- I've been working on a weird
theory

About the fish symbol on the
letter. You ready for it?

- I... Maybe?
- Okay.

Your mom was either
a fisherwoman

Who delivered the fresh catch
or...

A mermaid.
- Huh.

- Think about it!

That's why you can hold your
breath so long under water!

Hey, come on, sammy,
that was funny!

(hand thuds on counter)

- I think I'm...
I'm gonna stop searching.

- What? But we were just
getting started.

- Terry didn't find
a dna match.

And-and I looked at the fish
thing, it's just some...

Ancient greek symbol.

I couldn't find anything
with the groovy wheels though.

So, that's two dead ends
and no other leads.

But I think I may need to make
peace with the fact

That I may never find her.
Okay?

And-and at this point,
what would it change, anyway?

- If she's a mermaid, a lot!

Did you ask mom and dad
if they know anything

About the weird fish symbol?

- They're taking a vacation
for the first time in 30 years

I'm not, I'm not bothering
them with this.

- Okay, well, sammy, if you ask
me, and I know you did not,

You're letting an epic journey
of self-discovery

Slip through your fingers!
- Ryan... Let it go.

- Well, I'm here
if you change your mind!

- Okay, thank you!
- Anytime!

- 'k!

- Do I have a smurf tongue?
Be honest. Ah!

- Yeah, ryan, you have
a smurf tongue.

- Yeah!

(upbeat rock music)

Nora (on radio): Rugburn,
ice packs,

A spatula mark on my a*s.
- (chuckles)

That is what we call
good punishment.

(radio clicks off)
- hey, ter!

- Hey!

- I'm stoked for tomorrow
night.

My psychic said that August
was gonna be my lucky month.

Bingo, ter.
- Oh, right, yes.

Uh, yeah, it's gonna be
really fun.

- It'll be cool to get to know
nora better. (sighs)

Although, I feel like
I already know

A lot about her, and you.

- (chuckles)
okay. Well,

Whatever this conversation is
about, we're not having it.

Now, get your butt off my desk
you're sittin' on my files.

- Okay. Okay.
- (clears throat)

- Wouldn't wanna get spanked.
(chuckles)

♪♪♪

(book thuds)
- oh. Ah! (squeaks)

(nervous exhales, mumbling)

- All right, let's tutor it up
and get you a ged!

(chuckles) you don't have
to raise your hand.

- Oh. Okay.

Sorry, I didn't know that.

Got a strike one I guess, huh?

- You're tweaking. I get it.

I've been in sat prep
since I was 13.

I basically live in anxiety
during practice tests.

- Hmm.

- Just gotta find a way
to shake it off.

Like meditation or...

- Ooh, or like how I have this
jar, and I, and I...

Scream my-my fears,
and my sads,

And my angers into it,

And then, I seal it up tight
and put it in the freezer?

- Maybe you should spend the
$20 you gave me on therapy.

(both chuckle)
- I just...

I don't know, I'm not a very
schooly person,

You know, like... Ah.
- Who told you that?

Talk about confirmation bias.
- Confir... what?

- Crystal, the placement test
is tomorrow, right?

♪♪♪

Lesson 1: How to cram.

You got this.

- (sighs)
it's a very big book.

(chain rattles,
door rumbles)

Lidia: Hola, guys! (giggles)

Robin, lookin' fresh, buddy.

You too, scowling girlfriend.
- Jo-ann.

- Oh, jo-ann. (giggles)

Oh, hey!
These samples just came in,

So, I figured I'd pop by
with them, so.

Pop!
- Ha.

- (giggles)
can we chat in your office?

- Yeah.

(chains jingle)

- Oh, ow.
Thank you! (giggles)

(clears throat)

I don't know how you feel
about moroccan tile,

But I want you to walk in
and think... Fiesta.

- (chuckles)
I love it!

- Eee! I thought you would.
(giggles)

Also, there's this thing
my sister said...

I just wanna clarify.
- Okay?

- Katie,
lobster-palooza katie,

Uh, you didn't like, ha,
I don't know,

It sounds totally crazy
to even say out loud,

Um, vandalize her billboard
on the highway into chester?

- I prefer the term...
Worked over.

- So, t-that's a yes?

- A colleague asked her
to reconsider her position

On the moonshine's place
in the business association.

- It was very considerate,

But a strongly-worded email
may have done the trick.

- You seemed pretty stoked
about this yesterday.

- I-I was.

No, I-I am. I just uh...

Vandalism, threats,
not really my thing.

- Noted.

Anything else?
- Yeah.

This... Renovation,
that's all it is, right?

A reno?

I mean, I've never...

I've never known a biker
who cared what colour story

His space told before,

And given you're the first
biker I've known...

- Clearly, you're the type
of woman

That appreciates full
disclosure.

- Yeah.

- Does this place need
a little update?

Yes.
- Yes. (giggles)

- Am I using the reno
as a way to launder money?

Also, yes.

But you'll get a cut
for your trouble, of course.

- Of course. Mm-hmm.

- Are we okay?
- Yeah! Uh-huh.

And I appreciate your
transparency. Very refreshing.

Uh, but I should probably
just go. Oh! Okay.

(chains jingle)

Thinking about keeping these?
Not really the uh,

Mod hacienda vibe
we're going for.

But to be discussed.
Okay. Bye-e!

- f*ck!

(Laughter in the distance)

♪♪♪

Oscar: All right, sink,
you've dripped your last drop.

(water plops)
okay. (clears throat)

Woman: Welcome to "fix that
sink!"

We will be removing
the faucet lever,

The cartridge, and o-ring.
- O-ring?

- But before we start...

(water gushes)
- oh! Ah! Come on! (grunting)

Woman: ...Ensure it's turned
off.

Remember there's no stupid
mistakes, only expensive ones.

- Oh! Okay. All right. Ahhh!

Okay. All right, now what?

Okay, think oscar,
come on, think, think, think!

Where do I shut this off?
Is there a shutoff somewhere?

Ken: Everything copacetic?

- Oh yeah, yeah. No, no,

I'm just dealing with a pesky
o-ring situation. Heh, heh.

O-rings. Am I right?
- You need a hand?

- No! No, gotta be my own
handyman, yeah.

Uh, quick question, though.

Do you know where the water
shut-off thing is?

- Water main?

- Yes, that. Shoulda known.

(quick inhale)

- (stifled) you sure you don't
need a hand?

- Nope!
- (chuckles)

Come on, neil.
- (neil barks)

(water dripping quickly)

♪♪♪

Come on, come on, mop.

What the heck is that?

Uh!
(tool clatters)

Um...

(breathing heavily)

Rhian: What are you still
doing in here?

- Ah!
- I thought you said

You had accounting to do?
- Uh, I'm just um,

Making sure I don't mess up
your dad's tools.

- Uh, you're still gonna fix
the sink

In cabin 2 though, right?
- On it.

- 'k, 'cause check-in's in 20.

- Um, that might not
be possible?

Hang on. No, hang on. Uh...

Rhian! Rhian!

Rhian, sweetheart! Uh, it's not
as bad as you think.

Well, actually, it could be
as bad as you think.

I don't know what you're
thinking right now.

But remember one thing,
I love you and you love me,

And I gave you a really nice
foot massage earlier, so.

(door clunks open,
hurried footsteps)

(door creaks and thuds)

- Oh!

(water rushes)

Oscar! (gasps)

I knew you were more
than just a numbers guy.

- That's me.

- Handyman by day...

Handsy-man by night?

How'd I get so lucky?

(rhian moans lovingly)

(seagulls cry)

Gale: Day drinkin'?

- Technically,
I'm on vacation.

How'd you find me?
- Oh, I have my ways.

The front desk told me
where you were.

Mind if I uh...

(lid clunks, bottle clinks)

(bottle cap hisses)
I scared you off, didn't I?

- It was a lot of uh...
New information to process.

- I didn't wanna lie to you.
- I appreciate that.

- I overstepped with
the katie thing.

- Think it was uh,
a chivalrous gesture.

But in the future,
I prefer jewellery.

- Can we start over?

Uh, separate the personal
and the professional?

Let's just pretend that
I work somewhere else.

Somewhere boring, like uh,
like an insurance company.

- With those tats?

- I'm just a regular guy
with rrsps,

And I drive a um, um...
- An infiniti?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Who wants to ask you out
on a date.

A real date.

- What, like right now?

- You got somethin'
better to do?

(golden earring: "radar love")

♪ I've been drivin' all night
my hands wet on the wheel ♪

(motorcycle rumbles)

♪ there's a voice in my head
that drives my heel ♪

♪♪♪

♪ it's my baby callin',
sayin', I need you here ♪

♪ and it's a half past four
and I'm shiftin' gear ♪

♪♪♪

♪ when she is lonely
and the longing gets too much ♪

Woo!

♪ she sends a cable,
coming in from above ♪

♪ don't need no phone at all

♪ we've got a thing
that's called radar love ♪

(engine roars)

♪ we've got a wave
in the air ♪

♪ radar love

♪♪♪

- C'mon! Gimme a hint!
Where're you taking me?

- Be right back.
- (chuckles)

♪♪♪

(music fades)

Man: Ah. Ha, ha.

(fists bump)

(gale chuckles)

(envelope crinkles)

(footsteps approach)

♪♪♪

(truck whooshes)

(food wrapper crinkles)

- Maybe you should lead
the convo action

Tomorrow night, you know...

Just in case I have nothing
in common with uh...

With uh...
- Della and ross.

You're not actually nervous
about tomorrow, are you?

- Nervous? Me? No.

I made a bet with lidia
that I could out-boring them.

I've been researching really
interesting facts...

About cardboard.
- (chuckles)

That's sweet.

- I just never know what to say
to civilians.

Like, do they like music?

Stories about sexcapades
gone wrong?

I could talk to them
about my new show.

- New show?
Way to bury the lead.

- I don't even know
if it's a show.

I was just ad-libbing
some stuff last week,

My producer got all excited.

I was thinking
about calling it

"milk crate confessionals".

It's like recycling past
dating mistakes into advice,

So people don't spend their
primo boning years

In a blur of cheap wine
and regret, like I did.

- Ah.
(napkin crinkles)

Spanking.

- So you love it?

(terry's phone buzzes)

- Uh, I gotta go.

I'll see ya tomorrow?
- Yeah, with ba*ls on.

Bingo, ter.

- Yeah.

(footsteps recede)

- Okay, not what I
was expecting.

- Oh, ha.

What'd you think, I was
bringing you up here to off ya?

Dump the body?

- How'd you find this spot?

- I'm looking to expand
my empire.

- Hmm.

Okay, so uh,

I have to ask you because
it's been bugging me.

That sketchy dude at the gas
station, what was that?

- (chuckles)

(bag rattles, envelope ruffles)

(envelope swishes)

- Truffle honey.
- Mm-hmm.

- (scoffs then chuckles)

- If we're gonna do this,

We're gonna need to trust
each other.

(wine burbles)
keep each other's secrets.

- What, like I'm not
a real blonde?

Which I totally am, by the way.
(giggles)

- No, I'm thinking about that
dead body at the moonshine.

I always do my due diligence

Before I get into business
with someone.

- Uh, I don't know
what you heard.

- That your mother did
what she had to do.

Lidia, relax.

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

I just wanted you to see
that your family and mine...

They're not that different.

- My mom was protecting
her kids.

And then we did one,
okay, maybe two...

Little drug deals
to save our home.

I-I'm not judging your chosen
vocation, it's just...

- Very lucrative.

You said the moonshine
could use some cash,

And I'm sayin' hey...

I'm sayin' that I could use
someone like you in my life.

- I'm not saying we couldn't
use the money but...

No.

♪♪♪

- Oh.

No hard feelings.

♪♪♪

Oscar: There we go.

That's right. Okay.

(computer chimes)

Overdue tax installment?

No, no, no, no!

- All right, let's get
this budget party started!

- Um, I'm not quite done
crunching the numbers.

I just need uh,
'til end of day.

No stress.
- Yes, stress,

Especially if you tell me
not to stress.

Oscar, what are you looking at?

- Porn.
P-p*rn*graphy.

- Porn? I love porn.
What kind?

- Uh... A... Lawn gnome fetish.

- Uh, you're hiding something.
- No! I-I'm not.

I'm just juggling a lot
of spinning to prove to you

That I could take care
of these plates.

Place. (sighs)

That I could prove I could
take care of you, our baby.

I just need more time. Okay?
- Okay.

(door clicks, footsteps thud,
door closes)

- Lidia!
- (gasps)

- I uh, know you've taken
a step back

From ye old moonshine,
and that's great,

But I kinda maybe need you
to take a couple steps forward?

Several, actually?
- Why?

I already told rhian
I'd help with bingo night.

- I'm not talking bingo,
I'm talking...

Back taxes.
- Didn't that get resolved?

I thought that's why you were
investigating us?

- I got a little busy,
you know,

The good old get kidnapped,
fall in love,

Blow up my career,
create human life sorta thing.

- Big summer.
- Great summer.

Hey, do you know this place
has a balance sheet

That looks like a hit and run?
Red, everywhere.

- Yeah, I know, the financials
aren't great.

- Look, lidia...

I need you to get me
a $15k installment

By the end of the week.

- What? No...

W-we just broke even
on the septic.

There, there's no money for
one-ply in the outhouses,

Let alone back taxes!
- I get it!

Believe me, as a low-wage
government employee,

Turned no-wage moonshiner,
I get it.

- Does rhian know?
- No, god, no.

- (sighs)

- I don't want her stressing
out more than she already is

About my ability to handle
things around here.

- God, how are we supposed
to come up with $15k?

Last time I saw that kinda coin

I was cashing in my kids'
college fund

And handing it over to jill.

♪♪♪

- You look like you
have an idea.

Care to brainstorm?

(footsteps recede)

(picture rustles)

(taps on window)
(door creaks open)

- Hey, ter! You busy?

- Depends if you consider
a stolen guinea hen a felony?

- Huh. Uh, just uh... Hmm,

Following up on the status
of my...

Big old duffle bag
full of money.

You know, the one you
confiscated

When you arrested jill after
the big drug-smuggling sitch?

- Oh, you mean the one
that was most likely used

As a bribe to buy time
to save the moonshine?

- Bribe? No!

That would be a gift
for a favour.

This was more like collateral
for a favour.

- That's not better.

- Also, it was all the money
I had in the entire world.

Um, so, given my current state
of relative unemployment...

- I found a lot of
incriminating evidence

In that house, but still
no duffle bag of cash.

I'm sorry.

Lidia, look, if you're
in trouble, you can...

- Me? No! God, no!

No, no, no, I am
totally cool.

Nothing but resourceful.
Um, so...

(items clatter)
ooh, no. Oh, sorry!

Could you also do me a favour
and not mention this

To my family,
that would be great. Okay.

Bye!
- Bye. (sighs)

♪♪♪

(footsteps approach)

- How's the cram fest going?

- Oh, that.
Um, you know, I'm over it.

It's just like the ged was just
like, a total waste of time so.

- Yesterday, it was your
primary life goal.

- Uh yeah, but then I
remembered that like,

I am who I am, you know, like
I'm not really an academic.

I'm more of a...
A free-thinky type.

So, you know, this is why
I dropped out of high school

In the first place!

- Really expect me to believe
you dropped outta school

'cause you're a free-thinky
type?

- Why? What did you hear?

- What could I have heard?

- (hushed) I'll tell you.

Um, okay, in 10th grade,
I got involved with this guy,

And then, everyone found out
and it was super humiliating,

And so, I dropped out of school.

But it was my own,
stupid fault.

You know, like I never
should've screwed around

With mr. Phelps. I didn't
even like geography!

- He was a teacher?
- Well, yeah.

But I mean, he waited until
I was 16 to sleep with me.

- That's ill*gal!
- Is it?

He taught geography, not law.

And when I was a teenager,

No one really seemed to care
about that stuff,

Not even my mom
when I told her.

- So, a male authority figure
enticed you

Into an inappropriate
relationship,

Which resulted in emotional
abuse and sl*t-shaming.

You blamed yourself
and dropped out of school,

And now, you're abandoning
all your future ambitions

Because you're being triggered
by that trauma?

- (thinking) I mean...

I guess, yeah?

- You're not ready to take
the ged.

- See, that is what I've been
saying, eleanor.

- There's something we need
to do first.

♪♪♪

(seagulls cry)

(rolling door rattling)

- I'm not sure how you normally
do brush-offs,

But in my experience,

You don't typically hang out
together after.

- I'm here to talk business.

- Ah, the above-board
bathroom tile kind,

Or the criminal activity
that you're not comfortable

Being involved in?
- (sighs)

I may have been a tad rash.

People are complicated.
- Mm-hmm.

- I mean, just look
at my family.

Sometimes they screw up
and... Bury a body.

But you can't judge
a book or...

A biker...

By the crimes they may
or may not have committed.

- Words to live by.
- Full disclosure...

My change of heart is motivated
by the fact that I actually

Really do need cash
for the moonshine.

Seriously considering
the money laundering angle.

One time only.

How does that work again?

- (scoffs in disbelief)

Well, when the taxman asks me
how we make our money,

Let's just say the truth
is not our friend.

- Hmm.
- We funnel our income,

Clean it, through an easily
inflatable expenditure,

Something that's hard to track,
like a reno.

- Yeah, the reno thing,
not gonna work for me.

Takes forever. I need cash now.
Like, this week, now.

- (scoffs)

(motorcycle revs in distance)

♪♪♪

- Cash transactions,
hard to track, easy to inflate.

♪♪♪

How do you feel about bingo?

Gale: If your whole family's
gonna be at this bingo thing,

How're we gonna hide
what we're doin'?

(claps paper)
- we're not.

(paper riffles)

But my family can't know.

- Is this the floorplan
of the shore club?

- I drafted it. To scale.

This is my first official
criminal enterprise

Planning thingy,
I am not half-assing it.

I am going full a*s!

This is me.
(lip balm clacks)

This is you.
(spark plug clunks)

Gale: You think anyone's
gonna buy

That I've taken a sudden
interest in bingo?

Lidia: I've come up with
a whole back story,

In case anyone asks.
Your mom was a bingo champ.

- Or... We use one o' my crew
and then,

I meet up with you after
I get the cash so...

No one gets suspicious.

- Or that.
- Okay.

- Okay.

- Here's how it's gonna go
down. We take the dirty money,

Lidia: Yes.

- We mix it with the clean
prize money.

Make it look like the pot's
really amped up.

- Best of luck!
- No debit, no credit.

Don't want anyone tracking
transactions.

There's a lot of money
to launder,

And no one's gonna question
a bigger jackpot.

- Good luck, lois.
- Yeah!

Gale: Our player hands you
the cash.

You mix it with yours,
make it look like

You sold a ton of cards.

You fake the receipts
on the back end.

- Have fun, jo-ann.
Gale: Dirty money in.

Clean money out. We rig
the game, jo-ann wins and...

Bingo.

Lidia: The dirty money
looks legit.

♪♪♪

- Now, I'm good
at a few things,

Just not that familiar
with bingo.

How you plan to rig
the game?

- Oh, please. I've run bingo
nights since middle school.

Got a few tricks up my sleeve.

Metaphorically, 'cause I think
I'm gonna wear a tank top.

(indistinct chatter)

Terry: Hey, guys.
- Hey.

Woman: Hey, officer gallagher,
need a spankin'?

- (laughs heartily,
crowd joins in laughter)

Terry: Why don't you guys
grab a table?

We'll uh,
we'll meet ya in there.

Nora: Oh, what?
It was a joke!

It's not like I said
I was gonna peg you.

Unless you want me to.

- If you're gonna be
a smart a*s,

Why didn't you just stay
at work?

- What is with you, ter?
- Nothing.

- Whereas I have been doing
the opposite of nothing,

Trying to make you happy.
Cleaning my stupid apartment,

Dressing like I sell arbonne.

- I never asked you
to do any of that.

- No, you didn't, because that
would mean you communicated

Your feelings to me, which you
are not doing, right now!

Instead, I'm trying
to read your mind.

Which is going great.

- Okay, I didn't think I needed
to tell you

Not to air every detail of our
relationship, to the public.

That just seemed like something
you should know not to do.

- Have you even listened
to my show?

- I don't need to, I get
a rundown from my partner

And everybody in foxton.

Goin' in.
- (scoffs)

(footsteps recede)

Lidia: It's jackpot time, baby!

Get those daubers ready!

Are you ready to bingo-o-o?

(sniff 'n' the tears:
"driver's seat")

(ba*ls clacking)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

I-17.
♪ feeling all right

I-17.

♪ I'm jiving
on a Saturday night ♪

Is this heaven,
or do we have b-11?

B-11.

(ba*ls clacking)

Crystal: Trash!

♪ jenny was sweet

(egg thuds and splatters)
- liar!

♪ she always smiled
for the people she'd meet ♪

Woo! Yeah!
(eggs splat)

♪ on trouble and strife

♪ she had another way
of looking at life ♪

(egg splats)
suck it, mr. Phelps!

Oh my god, what do you call
this again?

- Catharsis.
- Oh, fricking love catharsis!

Ah!
(laughs, door opens)

♪ the news is blue

- What the hell are you doing?

♪ has it a way to get to you

♪ ooh
♪ what can I do

Lidia: N-36.
(dauber squishes)

I've got a fix for n-36.

(music distorts)

O...

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

...65! Ha.

O-65.
♪ driver's seat

♪ yeah

- I'm callin' the cops.

- You know what?
Do it.

Do it, and we will tell them

That I didn't have a father,

And my mother didn't give
two a*s-cracks about me,

And-and you... Took advantage

Of my disadvantageness!

But you know what?
Despite that,

I'm gonna go and I am gonna
get my ged,

And I am gonna show
all of you!

So, go ahead!
I will dial for you!

(door shuts, egg splats)
wooo!

- Now how do you feel?

- Like I'm ready to take
the gd, ged!

- Hell yeah, you are!
(both laugh heartily)

Crystal: Woo!

♪ ooh, driver's seat
lidia: I-28.

Oscar: I think that belongs
to you.

I appreciate your help.

I just want you to know
that I mostly have

Everything under control.
- No, you don't.

Don't fill your shorts, son.

I never had it under control
either.

- Oh.
- This place is like a riptide.

Fight it and you drown.

You swim into it, you drown.

Trick is, let it drown ya,

Then you can just float.

- I-I don't know
what that means.

- Me neither.
- Oh.

But uh, I'm three hooks deep.
- Hooks?

- Rum, son. Rum.

Lidia: O-69.

Get your mind outta
the gutter, lois,

You dirty, dirty girl.
O-69!

Ken: You'll be okay,
it's just trial and error.

Mostly error.
Lidia: N-41.

Ken: Keep it. It's yours.

Lidia: Anybody got bingo? No?
I'll call the next number.

- Is this thing for hammering?
(chuckles)

That was a, that was a joke.
Sorry.

- If you want, I can show
you some stuff.

- Yeah.
- Just don't tell my wife.

- No.
- Or rhian.

- Noooo.
- Okay.

Lidia: Okay, next up,
we've got an n-33.

Ken: See ya around, kid.
- See ya, ken.

Lidia: Under the g-46.

Once again, right under the g,

Up to tricks, 46.

Anyone have bingo?

Could be right there on your
cards, folks.

Easy to miss.

Especially when you're
not looking.

(dauber squishes)
- oh. (unenthusiastic)

I got it! I won.

- Name of the game is bingo!
- Bingo?

- Ladies and gentlemen,
we have a winner!

Collect your prizes
at the exit.

Hey, who's ready for another
round of b-I-n-g-o?!

♪♪♪

Lidia: You know what to do.
Straight back to the clubhouse.

♪♪♪

Bea: That was a nice thing
you did for oscar.

A complete betrayal
of my trust.

But it was... Sweet.

So I'm gonna let it go.

- He needed a hand.
It was no big deal.

- You gave him your most
sacred possession.

Seems like a big deal, to me.

- It was just a wrench.
(sighs)

- I used to worry you were
gonna leave me for that wrench.

The way you used to fondle it.
- Yeah, nice kid. (sighs)

He needs it more than I do.

Bea: Sammy!
- Uh...

- What's the matter?

- Is it that obvious?

- I know my son's face
well enough to know

When something's wrong.
- (sighs)

- Uh, okay, um...

I...

I've been looking
for my biological mom.

And-and I didn't wanna tell you
but now I just feel bad

Because I didn't, and-and
I wasn't trying to hide it

But I...
- take a breath, sweetie.

It's okay.

- It's not about finding
my real parents, okay,

Because you guys are my
real parents,

And-and it's not because you
did anything wrong.

(fingers tap on mug)

Dad?
- You know...

We always wondered
if you had any questions.

We were afraid to ask.

We should've.
- We didn't wanna push you.

We always thought
you'd come to us.

And now you have.

- So you're not upset?
- No! Never.

- I just wanna know
where I came from.

And-and I didn't want you guys
to think that...

I was trying to replace you.
- (chuckles)

Oh, where else are you gonna
find two old hippies

Up to their eyeballs in debt?
Hmm?

Ken: I know it's-it's wrong,
but uh...

I was always a little glad
we never found her.

Even after all that looking in,
you know, hospitals, police.

It would've been so hard
to let you go.

I mean, impossible.

Our family wouldn't be a family

Without you, sammy.

- (sobbing)

- Do you have any... Leads?

- Yeah.
(paper crinkles)

Do you have any clue
what this is?

(paper crinkles)

Ken: Ah, I haven't seen this
symbol in uh...

20 years.

- So you recognize it?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I think I do.

(box ruffles)

Rhian was in her
"maximum security" phase,

After we let her watch
"serpico".

- She tried to burn off
her fingerprints.

And she built a safe room
in the wood shed.

- She took a picture
of every vehicle

That came into the campground.

Ah, just in case
there was a m*rder.

Ah, here it is.

That crazy church bus.

Bea: Christ on wheels.

Well, it was basically
a delivery service,

But you got the word of god
instead of pizza.

- Yeah, run by a pastor
and his wife.

They toured the south shore

Looking for christians
on vacation.

- Well, you can't force people
to go to church,

But you can chase them down
in a jesus bus.

- I mean... It's hard
to tell but...

Maybe she looks like me?

- It's hard to say but I see
a license plate, son.

Could check it out.
Maybe get a name?

It's worth a shot, huh?

♪♪♪

(bike spokes rattle)

Eleanor: All right, results
day! Let's do this!

- Hey um, I'm freaking out.

I-I need some more of the uh...
Catharsis.

Did you save any eggs?

- (chuckles)
doesn't work like that.

It's time. Click the link.
- No, but see...

If I don't click the link,
then I haven't passed,

Or failed, and I am okay.
Like, the "shoe dinger's" cat.

But as soon as I click
the link, then I...

- Just click the link.

Click it. Click it!

- Ah!
(thumb taps screen)

Huh! Rejected.

They won't even let me
take the ged.

- That's because you got
a 98 percent

On your placement test,
crystal.

They won't let you take classes
because your test score

Means you just got
your diploma!

(laughs)
- what?

Oh, my god!

Did I just graduate high
school?

98 percent.
- Yeah.

- Oh, my god!

I'm a freaking genius!
- (chuckles)

- Those other idiots spent four
years going to high school,

And all I had to do
was throw some eggs!

(laughs ecstatically)

Well... What do I do now?

Like, getting my diploma
was sort of my whole plan.

- I dunno, college?

A real career?

You can do whatever you want,
crystal.

- (screams happily)

(screams)

You will jump for joy with me!

Come on!

Yeah! Ha, ha! Yes!!

Nora (on radio): Mornin'
lovers.

I've got one question.

Is today gonna be another
marathon of the mundane?

Or should we venture
into the great unknown?

Okay, my new show, time
to flash the unknown my junk.

I have been hanging
on to a lot of baggage.

Mistakes.

And apparently an old
decorative pillow

That smells like hash and a*s.

But the time has come for
a spiritual purge, people.

I'm gonna lay it all bare.

But... Don't think that
you're off the hook.

If you've been hanging on
to something,

Whether it be an orphaned sock
from an ex,

A residual shame about the
taxidermy you beat off to.

Hit me up!
Share your story.

I'll show you mine,
if you show me yours.

Welcome to the first
official episode

Of "milk crate confessionals."

(video game sounds)
ryan: Where're you goin'?

Come on!

Sammy, my man!

Crystal said I was inside
too much playing video games.

This is what I call
a workaround.

I talked to mom and dad.
- Good for you, bro.

They cool?
- Yeah, they were...

Kinda the best.

And-and dad dug up
a license plate

He thinks had something to do
with my birth mom.

- Detective bros
back on the case?

- Yeah.
- Oh! I betcha terry

Would totally run the plates
for us on the dl.

Maybe see if it's registered
to an address, and then we...

- Already did.

Got a name.
And an address.

(paper crinkles)

- Violà arnold.

(emotional exhale)
- yeah.

That could be her, ry.

That could be my birth mom.

- This is huge!

- Yeah! Yeah, it is.

♪♪♪

(footsteps crunch
in the foliage)

(gale clears his throat)

So, the money is
at the clubhouse,

Safe and sound.

You can um, drop by and
grab your cut whenever.

- My cut?
I like the sound of that.

- I have to say, for someone
who didn't know

What money laundering
was a day ago,

You're a natural.

- Yeah? I'm worried.

- Worried, why?

- Because I kinda loved it.

- Ah.
- The thrill, the risk.

The adrenaline.

Ooh, felt like I was on drugs.
- Hmm.

First-crime-high.
- Hmm, technically second.

- (chuckles)

Better be careful.

You'll get hooked.

Start chasin' the dragon.

- (sighs)

♪♪♪

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