03x02 - America My Dream

[bunniefuu]

[door bell jingling]

[Rue] Maddy arrived
in the city with no money,

a suitcase full of clothes,
and a plan.

Miss Penzler?

Hi, I'm Maddy Perez.

I read your
Wall Street Journal profile

and I want to work for you.

Oh, I appreciate that,
but I'm not currently hiring.

I know I'm not what
you're looking for.

I didn't go to USC.
I didn't even apply to college.

My parents were immigrants.

I know my generation's entitled,

but I don't believe anybody
owes me anything.

I'm not a victim,
I won't be an HR nightmare,

and I believe in capitalism.

Well, that's refreshing.

[phone buzzing]

Miss Penzler's office,
Maddy speaking.

Please hold.

It's Annie.

Hello, darling.

Yes, she's new.

Her name's Maddy.

[Rue] But it's hard to be successful
when you're not allowed to work.

[Gavin Newsom] We're
not victims of circumstance.

We need to make tough decisions.

A statewide order for people
to stay at home.

[explosions booming]

[protester] f*ck the police!
m*therf*ckers!

[Maddy] Mom, it's fine.

The riots
haven't gotten here yet.

[siren wailing]

Yes, I have the bear spray.

[Rue] All across America,
young, free people

who didn't give a flying f*ck
about a global pandemic

packed their bags and went west.

[car horn honking]

What if you get sick and die?

I won't.
I'm not old.

[grunting] - [Mom] Don't
forget to share your location.

- Bye, Mommy.
- Katelyn!

[♪ "Say So" by Doja Cat
playing on phone]

[Rue]
In pursuit of freedom,

fame, and fortune.

[♪ Pop music continues playing]

Maddy's company was paying
her to stay home and do nothing.

So, she decided to do something.

♪ You ain't really
been yourself ♪

♪ Tell me, what must I do,
do tell, my love ♪

♪ 'Cause luckily
I'm good at reading ♪

♪ I wouldn't bug him
but he won't stop cheesin' ♪

♪ And we can dance
all day around it ♪

[Maddy] Do you wanna see?
So cute!

[laughing]

- Oh, wow!
- Have you always been this charismatic?

- I think so.
- It's really unique.

So, do you really
manage Dylan Reid?

He's so down to earth.

I work!
It's what I do!

[Penzler] It's the pandemic. I
mean, don't take it so personally.

Everybody has had it
with this thing.

People are dying out there.
Nobody's working.

I'm not nobody!

- Baby, I know.
- I'm Dylan f*cking Reid.

Look, I think what you're doing
on socials is the future.

What you need
is a career architect,

and I'd love to manage you.

[sighs]

- Ta-da!
- [people laughing]

[Rue] And Maddy began to
introduce Katelyn around town.

- I like your new friend.
- Client.

- She got a big following?
- Not yet.

Maybe I can help.

[Rue] Once she hit
a million followers...

Yo, watch out, I'm coming in,
I'm coming in, I'm coming in!

[exclaiming]

[Rue]
it was time to cash in.

Alright, everyone say "Drill
House" on three, ready?

- One, two, three.
- [all] Drill House!

So, I'm okay with,
like, sexy shoots,

but not really
any, like, nudity.

Yeah, it's important
to have a moral code.

A lot of these girls don't.

Plus, we can imply nudity.

Sideboob, underboob.

Camel toe.
A little a*s cheek. Feet.

- Feet?
- Feet.

It's a huge f*cking market.
Dirty feet.

- Ew.
- Feet being cleaned.

- Okay.
- Someone kissing your feet.

- Like who?
- Whoever the f*ck you want.

We'll build it up
a toe at a time.

[♪ "WASSUP"
by Young Miko playing]

Mom, calm down.

- Yeah, I put the money in the account.
- [camera clicking]

Your rent check
is gonna clear, I promise.

- No, I don't have time for a boyfriend.
- Maddy!

[♪ Latin rap music
continues playing]

- [camera clicking]
- [computer mouse clicking]

♪ It's baby Miko ♪

Wow.

She's very talented.

In her own way.

Is she single?

And a huge fan.

[people chattering]

- [Katelyn] Hey.
- [Dylan] Hi.

I'm Katelyn.

Maddy said the nicest things
about you.

[sighs] She's so sweet.
[chuckles softly]

- What are you drinking?
- Old Fashioned.

[computer mouse clicking]

What the f*ck is this?

That's fake news.
She's not in porn.

Call me old-fashioned,
but if you're sucking your toes

and spreading your beaver,
that's porn.

- The norms are changing.
- Not that much.

Girls like Katelyn
are going mainstream.

It's a booming industry.

Are you taking a commission?

- What are you making?
- Not enough.

You have got to be
f*cking kidding me.

Look, my mom's salon closed down

during the pandemic,
so I've been helping her.

Boo-hoo!
We represent actors,

not f*cking porno people.

Well, there's a new
middle ground

where you can transition these...
- No, no, listen to me.

Dylan is a star.

Maybe not a movie star,
but a television star.

His career could last


if... if... his libido

doesn't become
front page f*cking news.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- Okay, I understand.
- Don't let this happen again.

- Okay.
- Good.

- [clearing throat softly]
- [Rue] She couldn't afford

- to lose the stability Penzler provided.
- [sputtering]

So, she was forced
to let Katelyn go.

I'm sorry, I... I just don't have
the time you deserve.

[sighs]

[sighs]

[Rue]
And a year later...

[Katelyn]
This video is for anyone

who doesn't believe you can
make a real living on here.

This is what I made last month.
$700,000.

So, if you're thinking
of starting an account

do it!

And use my promo code.

- [director] Cut.
- [sighs]

[Rue] And if Maddy
had followed her instincts,

she wouldn't be an assistant.

[phone buzzing]

She'd actually be successful.

[♪ Soft, dramatic music playing]

[scoffs lightly]

♪ How much is that doggie ♪

- ♪ In the window ♪
- [dog barking]

♪ The one with
the waggly tail ♪

{\an7}♪ How much is that doggie
in the window?

{\an8}- [dog barking]
- [Alamo] Pull!

[g*nsh*t echoing]

Come on, B. Pull!

[skeet thrower clacking]

- [g*nsh*t]
- Whoo! [Chuckles]

Oh, man.

She fires like
a wh*re's as*h*le.

Love this sh*t.

Yeah.

You know, over 200 years ago

m*therf*ckers
were leaving the safety

of their log cabins
to ride out west.

They didn't know
what they'd encounter.

Outlaws, Indians, grizzlies.

Whole f*cking endeavor

was a roll of the die.

Question is

what am I facing?

And who are you?

- Pull!
- [thrower clacking]

- [g*nsh*t echoing]
- [chuckles]

[pigs squealing]

sh*t.

[Rue] Alamo had me
knee-deep in pig sh*t.

[pigs grunting]

And cleaning up
any trace of Tish.

Tish wasn't the first person
I knew to die

of a fentanyl overdose.

But it was the first death
I'd help cover up.

[metal object clinking]

[Alamo]
Laurie, Laurie, Laurie.

That sh*t you sold me
was laced with fentanyl.

Well, you hang out with wh*res,

so who knows
what they were doing?

[Alamo] Laurie, when
you do something wrong,

you got to make amends.

Simple concept of reparations.

How about you take
your reparations

and shove 'em up
your n*gg*r a*s?

Oh, we about to make this
a race thing now?

Is that how we're doing this?

[Harley] You're the one
talking about reparations.

There are reparations
for all kind of sh*t,

you dumb-f*ck m*therf*cker!

w*r. Injustice. Economics.

It ain't just
a motherfuckin' Black thing.

I'm trying to be
f*ck' fair with you,

- and now you're coming with some bullshit!
- [Laurie sighs]

We're not giving you a dime
for a mistake we didn't make.

[Rue]
What Laurie didn't realize

is that it was a mistake
they made.

Wayne had forgotten to tell
Faye to clean the scale.

And the problem with
fentanyl is, it's so strong,

it only takes a few grains
to k*ll you.

And unfortunately for Tish,

it had made its way
into the ecstasy.

[Alamo] [on phone]
I ain't askin' for money.

Then, what do you want?

I'll take your girl. Rue.

[Laurie]
Not happening.

She owes me money.

[Alamo] Well, consider
her debt settled.

What do you give a sh*t
about Rue? She's half Ret*rded.

Maybe God brought us together.

[Laurie] I'm really happy
for you, Alamo.

God always puts you together
with very young women.

Rue belongs to us.

You k*lled one of my b*tches.
I'm taking one of yours.

You're a real f*cking pig!

The f*ck you call me?

You call me a pig?

Oh, first it's a Black thing,

and now it's a f*cking
pig thing? You calling me...

[flames whooshing]

[Rue] I couldn't shake
the feeling that I had

made a deal with the devil.

But at least I was free.

After that...

Alamo gave me 300 bucks
and told me I was promoted.

I'm not saying believing in God
delivered me from Laurie.

But how else could I explain
my good fortune?

For the first time
in a long time,

things were looking up.

♪♪

And the job
definitely had its perks.

[knocking] Yo.

Alamo hired a female.

Eh, yeah.
Basically a dude.

Yeah.
Alright, "dude."

We got ket, molly, 2C,

GHB, coco, and crystal,
all on tap.

No drinking, no drugging,
no f*cking on the clock.

[stripper] So excited,
we're going to Mexico!

[smacking lips]

[Big Eddy] Hey.

[strippers chattering]

Keep the customers in line,
keep the b*tches happy,

and me and you,
we gonna get along fine.

- Alright.
- Alright.

Dismissed.

- Oh, got it, yeah.
- You're dismissed, yeah.

"♪ Slim, thick, caramel skin,


♪ Hair done, bills paid,
catch me slidin' in a Benz ♪

♪ I ain't lookin' for no man ♪

Mr. Rolex wants to party.

♪ Louis bag filled with bands,
go on, Sexxy, do your dance ♪

♪ Get it, Sexxy,
get it, Sexxy ♪

[chuckles]

[♪ Eerie trap music playing]

[snapping]

[gum smacking]

[moaning]

[chuckles]

{\an8}Yes, please.

[snorting]

[sniffing] Mm.

Did you shower today?

Clean as a whistle.

[moaning]

- [Angel moaning]
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh. [Moaning]

Oh, yeah.

[sloshing]

[coughing]

[strippers laughing]

[stripper]
Anyone heard from Tish?

[Angel] No, she ain't
picking up my calls.

[stripper] She probably
got tired of this f*cking place.

[strippers chattering]

[Big Eddy]
You gotta work harder, kiddo.

Yeah.

Alright, now you,
you know you did it.

[groaning]

[Big Eddy whistling]

Don't say I never
gave you nothin', huh?

[strippers chattering]

[Angel] Where you going?

Nowhere, really.

Got some party leftovers.

Do you wanna have some fun?

I mean

[thumping]
- [both moaning loudly]

[speaking Spanish]

[Rue] You like that?
You like that?

[loud moaning continues]

[Rue]
Angel was a hellcat.

Ay-yi-yi.

But I'd be lying if I said
I didn't miss Jules.

[♪ Dramatic music playing]

A few years ago, I used
to visit her in the city.

She was in art school, and
I didn't have much going on.

[inaudible]

But it never quite felt
like it did in high school.

Too much had happened
between us.

And I wasn't in a great place.

I had relapsed.

Bad.

Hey, Mom, it's Rue again.

Um...

I don't really have anywhere
to go right now.

Um...

I know you don't...

I know you don't want me
around Gia or anything,

but, um, I was just hoping

that you could answer the phone
so I could talk to you,

because I... I really need
to come home, Mom.

[sobbing] I really need
to come home, Mom.

[whimpering]

And I'm... I'm sor...
I'm sorry for everything.

But I'm... I'm clean now.
You know, I'm good, so...

Yeah, just, um,
call me back, okay?

And to be honest...

I haven't really been
sober since.

[♪ Rap music playing] -
[customers chattering, whistling]

Rochelle, Rochelle, Roch...

I'm calling your name
all f*cking night, come on.

Let's f*cking go, ladies.
Come on, chop-chop!

Let's get this f*cking money.
It's a Friday night.

Stop f*cking talking.

[whispering] It's like
herding f*cking cats.

[Magick speaking Spanish] - [Big
Eddy] I'm not arguing with you, Magick.

You cannot wear it on the floor.
It's a certified b*ner k*ller.

But I can win 12 grand
in this lawsuit.

I don't give a f*ck.

[speaking Spanish]
You understand?

[continues speaking Spanish]

-Huh?
-Who are you talking to? I don't speak Spanish.

A private detective.

If you don't take
that f*cking thing off

and get out there
and make this money,

we gonna have a real problem.

[speaking Spanish]
Let me wear it.

Please, take your
broke-neck-a*s out there

- and get this money!
- [scoffs] Venga.

There ain't but one thing
that's worse

than being called a n*gga.

And that's a f*ck' pig.
You know what a pig is?

A m*therf*cker
that eats his own sh*t.

Any kinda sh*t, all kinda sh*t.

I look like a sh*t-eating
n*gga to you?

I mean, maybe a dog-a*s n*gga,

but not a... not a pig, though.

You ever been called
a pig before?

I don't recall.

But look, n*gg*s love bacon.

n*gga, shut the f*ck up.

[customers chattering,
whistling]

You good?

Hey, man, I mean,
this girl up here, g*dd*mn!

She'd make a eunuch stand up.

What happened with Tish, huh?

- Fell in love.
- Yeah, at your house?

The f*ck it matter where.
b*tch fell in love.

[Bishop]
Ain't you got money to make?

[clapping] Yeah!

What's up with her?

[bartender]
She been mad all day.

Of all the f*cking insults
she could have took

from the English language,
that b*tch Laurie

called me a m*therf*cking pig.

- Why a pig?
- That's the million-dollar question.

- I wouldn't dwell on it.
- Yeah, you wouldn't.

You ain't the one
she called a pig.

- So what?
- 'Cause the b*tch

ain't never called me
a pig before.

So, I'm thinking,
what brought that

to the tip of her tongue?

It ain't like
it escalated to pig.

- It just went to pig.
- Yeah, what was her tone though?

- Tone?
- Yeah, I mean, like, was she hell a angry, was it...

n*gga, it ain't about the tone,
it's the word.

"f*ck you,"
I can come back from, but...

Look, you and all this pig sh*t
making my p*nis soft.

- I'm gonna go see what these hoes doing.
- f*ck out of here.

Unh, unh, unh...

[Angel] Please, Tish,
just call me back,

'cause I'm f*cking
getting worried about you.

I don't f*cking care where you...
What you doing, b*tch.

But I just... just call me.

I've been calling you 20 times.

You don't answer.
[sniffling]

Just call me back
and just tell me you're fine.

I love you.

b*tch is forgetting
I'm the m*therf*cker

who put
her cr*cker a*s on the map.

[grunting] Wasn't nothin' but
a f*ck' junkie from the burbs.

Yeah, I remember.

Yeah, she certainly don't.

Maybe it's time we reminded her.

[sighs] Alright.

sh*t.
[speaking Spanish]

f*ck.

- Watch it, that b*tch will sue you.
- I see that.

[Big Eddy chuckles]

Thanks.

[exhales sharply]

[grunting]

Yeah.

[sighs]

How long you worked here?

Fifteen years.

Best job I ever had.

- What'd you do before?
- [grunting]

Nothin' good.

[chuckles] Same.

[safe closes]

[Big Eddy]
Welcome to paradise, kid.

[Rue] The problem with Uber is
there's too much time to think about sh*t.

Just on the road all day,

just f*cking thinking.

You know, like why didn't Gia
text me back?

Why haven't I talked
to my mom in two years?

Why am I not with Jules?
Why?

- You wanna be with Jules?
- No, I'm just saying,

like, these are the thoughts
that I have when I'm driving.

But when I'm at
the Silver Slipper,

it's a completely different
f*cking thing, you know?

It's a whole different ballgame.

I'm like, problem solving
left and right.

I don't even think
about Jules, honestly.

- Yeah, that sounds healthy.
- Yeah.

[sighs] But the sugar baby thing
is a little weird, right?

Every girl I meet's
a sugar baby.

It's not that weird.

Yeah, but you don't do it.

I'm not a f*cking hooker.

Right.

Maybe I should reach out to her.

And do what, lecture her?

Just, like, catch up, you know?

Even though you don't
think about her?

Yeah.

- Where are you going?
- I have a meeting.

With who?

What?

Cassie?

- No f*cking way.
- She DM'd me.

Oh, wow.
[chuckles]

Round two, baby.

Ding-ding-ding!

- Man, I miss high school.
- I don't.

[♪ "I Wanna Be Loved by You"
sung Marilyn Monroe playing]

♪ I wanna be loved
by you, just you ♪

♪ Nobody else but you ♪

[Rue]
Cassie's DM was the first time.

Maddy had heard from her
since high school.

♪ Alone,
boop-boop, be-doo ♪

[Rue] It was a shame
she was with Nate.

[camera clicking] - Cassie
was exactly the kinda girl

you'd dream of signing.

Beautiful, but directionless.

[Juana] And smile.

Real big.

- [camera clicking]
- ♪ To make you my own ♪

♪ Ba-dum-ba-dum,
ba-doodly-dum-boo ♪

[Rue]
So desperate for attention,

she's willing
to humiliate herself.

[Juana] There you go.

It's good.
It's good.

- Bubble.
- ♪ I wanna be loved ♪

- Beautiful.
- ♪ By you alone ♪

[Rue] Those are the kind
of girls you can really mine.

- [camera clicking]
- [Juana] Batter up.

[Rue] Why was she
reaching out now,

after all these years?

What did she want?

Do you ever feel like
your life could be bigger?

Me?

No.

- Even though you're just a housekeeper?
- Sí.

America...

- My dream.
- ♪ Nobody else but you ♪

- Hm.
- ♪ Ba-deedly-deedly-deedly-dum, boop-boop-bee-doop ♪

[♪ gentle music playing]

- [staff] Welcome to the Peninsula.
- [Cassie] Wow!

We got your reserve seats
right here.

- Oh, thank you!
- Some menus for you, and I'll be right back.

[people chattering]

[♪ Uplifting music playing]

♪♪

No, the director loves her.

I just think it should be
a meeting pending an offer.

[mouthing]
One second.

Yeah.
Okay, thanks. Bye.

[sighs] Sorry I'm late.
It's been such a crazy day.

Hi.

- You look amazing.
- [staff] Can I start you ladies off

- with some drinks?
- Yeah, can we get two Aperol Spritz?

- I'll be right back.
- [both] Thank you.

So...

Here we are.

[chuckles]
Here we are.

Looking back...

I should have asked
for permission.

- Permission?
- Your blessing.

What Nate and I were
feeling for each other

was obviously real.

Otherwise, we wouldn't be
getting married.

But I feel like I found
the love of my life

at the expense
of the other love of my life.

[Rue] It was at that
moment Maddy realized

that this dumb b*tch
waited years

for that ring
just to clear her conscience.

I'm sorry.

[Rue] So, Maddy decided
to go in for the k*ll.

I forgive you.

[sighs]

[softly] Thank you.

[Rue]
It was the third Aperol Spritz

that brought the truth out.

I just feel like
if more people knew me,

I would be huge.

Define "huge."

Like, when I throw a pool party,

I am the center
of the attention.

You should see how upset

these wives get
with their husbands.

Well, that's 'cause out there,
you're a big fish

in a small pond.

But what if I was a big fish
in a big pond?

Mm, the market's
just over saturated

with a lot of girls like you.

But how are all these girls
making so much money

when I am way prettier
than them?

Promotion.
Knowing the right people.

Having good taste.

What do you mean, "taste"?

- The ability to discern quality and a high aesthetic standard.
- Oh!

Pssh, I have that.

Don't... don't I have that?

You want
my professional opinion?

Yes!

f*ck, finally!
I mean, this is why I'm here.

- That's why you're here?
- Mm.

- I'm here to apologize to you.
- Mm.

I did not even think we were
gonna get into this conversation.

Yeah, the doggie video?

It's fun and it's campy,

but it's not sexy,
and it's not timeless.

[singsong]
But it's cute, though.

It just feels
a little desperate.

It feels like you're
trying way too hard

instead of just being.

- Being what?
- Yourself.

But who am I?

That's a really good question.

Well, no,
'cause I can be anything.

- Huh.
- I mean, I know you're really, really busy.

But I really want this.

I... I need this.

Is Nate okay with you
doing nudes?

Oh, yeah!

I mean, as...

- He's so supportive.
- Ah.

As long as I just don't post
on the main page.

Well, then, let's have some fun.

[Cassie shrieking excitedly]

[knocking]

- [Cal] Hey, Juana.
- Hello, Mr. Cal.

I "Juana, Juana, Juana"

[laughing]
make love to you, girl!

You know I "Juana."

- Oh, you're funny. [Laughing]
- Look who the cat dragged in.

You got anything to drink?

[computer keys clacking]

[Rue] The last five years
had been humiliating for Cal.

He went from being the town's
top real estate developer

to a broke sexual deviant
who narrowly avoided prison.

So, I hear Cassie's selling
pictures of herself online.

Where'd you hear that?

Guy I go to SLA with.

What's SLA?

- Sex and Love Addicts.
- Right. Right.

I don't know,
she's doing these, um,

pinup-style photo shoots.

You having financial issues?

- Me?
- You.

Oh, no, no.

No, I'm good.

Trust me, Dad, I'm good.

[Rue]
But Nate was far from good.

[Nate] I had a brilliant idea.

I want Better Angels
to be the sole supplier

of afterlife innovation
to the Sun Settler community.

What are you talking about?

Naz, I'm talking about you
and I in business together.

[clapping, hands rubbing]
Money.

Listen, our problem
is not just gonna go away.

I'm not your problem.

The problem is the f*cking
bureaucratic bullshit

in California.
Naz, do you know...

Do you know how long
it takes to get a seat

in front of the f*cking Planning
and Zoning Commission in this state?

No, and I really don't give
a f*ck, you know?

Yeah, well, you should.

Every f*cking Californian
should. They make it impossible

for a hard-working person
to do business the right way.

Well, my business
is f*cking booming.

I got the meeting,
right, with the P&Z.

The plans are gonna pass,
you don't need to worry

- about a thing.
- I'm not worried.

You should be the one
that's worried.

You know why?

Because you owe me $550,000.

And by next week,
that's gonna be $600,000.

- [whispering] 600,000.
- Yeah.

So, what I suggest

is you pay me
$100,000 by this Friday.

By this Friday?


Yeah, this Friday.

Think of it as a way
to regain my confidence.

Yeah. No problem.

- You have my word.
- I'll see you Friday.

Let's make some f*cking money.

I'm not getting into the
morality of OnlyFans with you.

Once you give in to temptation,
it knows no limits.

I'm speaking from experience.

Yeah, I'm well aware.

I didn't start
by having sex with men.

My first affair was with
a very sexy woman.

Oh, what Cassie's doing
and what you did

are not the same thing, Dad.

I was chasing pleasure

instead of being grateful
for what I had at home.

You're g*y.
You're in denial,

and it came out
in very weird ways.

I'm not g*y.

I was a hedonist.

You f*cked men in the a*s.

- So?
- How is that not g*y?

I was a pitcher, not a catcher.

I am not getting in this debate
with you again.

- [meat slapping]
- I have investors coming over.

I need to have
a clear head, please.

- Investors?
- Yeah.

I thought you closed the round.

Well, I'm opening a new round.

- [smacking]
- Angel!

- [Angel grunting]
- [objects banging]

You throw one more
f*cking shoe at me,

I'm gonna knock you
the f*ck out!

- [thud]
- [Big Eddy grunting]

That b*tch a Tasmanian devil.

Mm. I got you.

Feminine touch.

Angel?

- f*ck!
- f*ck Alamo!

And f*ck all
the b*tch-a*s n*gg*s

that work for him,
including you!

- f*cking b*tch liar!
- Oh, I'm a b*tch now?

- Yeah, you're a b*tch.
- Oh, okay, I'm a b*tch now.

- [Angel exclaiming]
- You like that sh*t?

- You like that?
- No!

- I don't like it!
- No, I bet you f*cking don't

because that sh*t hurts with
your crazy f*cking a*s.

- Ow!
- Knock it off!

I should...

We can keep doing this sh*t
or we can talk.

[clapping]

Yeah, fine, let's talk.
Let's talk.

My best friend's missing.

You and Tish were close.

She's not answering
the f*cking phone.

Everyone's telling me she ran
away with some f*cking guy.

f*cking bullshit.

f*cking bullshit.

[sniffling]

She OD'd.

No.

No.

No.

Fentanyl.

I'm sorry.

[gasps]

[hyperventilating]

No.

[sobbing]
No, no, no, no!

[Angel sniffling, sobbing]

No!

I'll... I'll be out here.

[Angel hyperventilating]

[♪ Dramatic music playing]

[Rue]
Angel began to spiral.

[indistinct chatter]

[customer] I want my
money back. This is bullshit.

[Big Eddy] Hey, listen. Listen, I'm
not gonna give you your money back.

No, no, she's...
She's unconscious.

I paid the money for the dance.
She didn't give me the dance.

I get the mon...
That's how it works.

[knocking]

[Rue] You got work.

[groaning]

[coughing]

- [retching]
- [Rue] You okay?

[sniffling]

Either she goes to rehab

or I kick her a*s
to the curb, that's it.

No, she's not gonna be able
to afford rehab.

Mm.

I can.

Wait, really?

Wow, that's really,
really nice of you.

When you own
as many clubs as I do,

pays to have those places
on speed dial.

Right.

You know, Angel, she's a

she's a little feisty.

Little birdie tells me

you got a real good thing
going on.

[chuckles]

Yeah, well,
I've never been on this side

- of an intervention before.
- [Alamo] Hm.

Listen here.

You do this thing

might be another
promotion in it for you.

Gotcha.

Suck my big fat
f*cking d*ck, b*tch.

- I'm never going through no f*cking rehab, okay?
- Okay, listen, it's like...

- I'm never going through no f*cking rehab!
- Don't... put that sh*t down.

Stop. Stop.

- It's like a paid f*cking vacation, okay?
- Uh-huh, uh-huh.

- You get three meals a day...
- I don't need no help!

- You sleep a bunch, and sometimes...
- I don't need no help.

- And sometimes they take you bowling.
- Don't f*ck with me because...

-They take you bowling. It's fine!
-[shouting in Spanish]

- Just go.
- [continues shouting in Spanish]

- Just go.
- I... No! No!

Don't f*ck with me!

[Angel muttering in Spanish]

You know, life is precious.

I don't know about that.

[sighs]
This is a weird place.

California?

[Angel] You know,
more people go missing here

than anywhere else in America.

It's like there's a big magnet
under the soil.

Attracting evil.

[♪ Tense music playing]

Death is not a niche market.

You know, we absolutely
believe that Sun Settlers

is a nationwide business.

Alright, so if I send you
my mother-in-law,

- you promise to k*ll her?
- [chuckles]

- With dignity and grace.
- [laughter]

I'll take it.

[laughter continues]

Hi!
I have to show you something.

- What?
- [whispering] Follow me.

- [party chatter]
- [♪ upbeat music playing]

So, you're already expanding?

The demand is just too big.

Okay, dude,
how do I get in on this?

Well, you'd actually
have to be rich.

f*ck you. I'm rich.
[chuckles]

We're oversubscribed.

- Oh, wow.
- Keep flipping.

- Baseball.
- Mm-hmm.

Why are you dressed as a baby?

Oh, it's a whole subculture.

- Babies?
- Adult babies.

Ew.
Who wants to see an adult baby?

Some people do.
It's huge.

I keep getting
all these requests.

Teething rings.
Bassinets.

Some people even wanna
see me wear a diaper.

What? That's sick.

I know, right?

$100,000, that means
nothing to me.

Well, how much did Fred put in?

A lot more than that.

[Heather]
Then why are you doing it?

Well, if I don't,
someone else will.

It's just supply and demand.

[Fred]
What the f*ck?

- An adult baby?
- That's what I said.

Why?
Well, why would she do that?

I guess Nate can't afford
the wedding.

Trust me,
Nate can afford the wedding.

What I saw
was extremely disturbing.

Hon, I'll look into it.

[Heather] I know,
I have some good ones.

[both chuckle]

- [Nate] Come here.
- What?

Cass, come here.

- Uh, we can throw all that away.
- Okay.

- Hey.
- Show me your phone.

- Why?
- This is serious.

[laughing]

Did you say something?

- No.
- [Nate] About what?

I'm not gonna show you my phone.

Why not?
You hiding something?

[scoffs] No.

Oh, 'cause the whole town's
talking about how my wife-to-be

is spread eagle on the internet.

Hey, guys, thanks for the party.

[overlapping farewells]

- See ya, pal.
- [Nate] Hey, drive safe.

Bye! You did say something.

I swear to God, I would never.

Andy's wife is talking about it.

How does Andy's wife
know that I have an OnlyFans?

[Nate] Because she's
home alone with a newborn.

Oh, f*ck her, she's uninvited
from the wedding.

This isn't about Andy's wife,
this is about you

and what you're doing
behind my back.

Uh, you gave me permission.

And if you weren't
having money problems,

then this wouldn't
even be a thing.

-It's not that I can't afford $60,000...
-Fifty.

- Whatever!
- Whatever?

This is the biggest day
of our lives.

- Just delete the account.
- Pay for the flowers.

[scoffs] I will get you
all the flowers that you want

if you just delete this account
now, please. [tapping table]

[groaning]
f*cking blackmail.

[Nate sputtering]

[clearing throat]
E-Excuse me, Mr. Nate.

- Huh?
- Do you want me to save any of the food?

Sure.

- [Juana] The patties?
- Yeah.

- Uh, what about the hot dogs?
- Okay.

The macaroni?

- No.
- The cheese?

- No.
- Uh, potato salad?

- Yep.
- The vegetables?

- No.
- Uh, what about the fruit salad?

Jua... Juana, please.

- The cookies?
- Juana, enough.

-Deviled egg? The pigs in blanket?
-Stop, stop, stop.

Juana, I'm gonna k*ll you.

[Cassie sighs]

Happy now?

Relieved.

How 'bout you?

I'm ecstatic. [Giggles]

- Thanks, babe.
- Mm.

Of course.

[dishes lightly clattering]

Should we go?

- We should go.
- Mm.

Yeah, let's go.
Great party, man.

- See you later, buddy.
- Yeah.

- Great party.
- Yeah, bye.

Juana, save those
pigs in a blanket.

Good boy.

[Angel groaning lightly]

[video game playing on phone]

[knocking]

Uh, this is Hope Springs, right?

Yeah.

I have a patient.

You work for Alamo?

[clicking tongue] Yeah.

We've been expecting you.

- [video game continues]
- [phone beeping]

[receptionist] New arrival.

[phone hanging up]

[video game continues]

[voice]
Bonus round.

[video game continues]

[whimpering, sniffling]

[whispering]
I'm scared.

Hey.

It's gonna be okay.

It's not gonna be that long,

and I'll be back,
and I'll pick you up.

- You promise?
- Yeah.

- You promise?
- Yeah, I promise, come on.

[whimpering softly]

Come on.

You're good. Let's go.

[footsteps approaching]

[Rue sighs]

[♪ Soft, dramatic music playing]

Uh, do I need
to fill anything out?

No.

There's no paperwork?

Nope.

Okay.

[sighs]

[keys jingling] - Uh,
yeah, I just dropped her off.

[Bishop]
Copy that.

Um, I'm a little worried
about her, though.

[Bishop] God helps those
who help themselves.

[car horn honking]

- sh*t.
- [keys jingling]

[car starting]

I just grew up in a house
with a lot of secrets,

and a lot of lies.

I just don't ever want to be
in that situation again.

I understand, I'm sorry.

[sighs]
I'm gonna tell you something

that might make you angry.

What?

Maddy's been helping me.

My Maddy?

No, my Maddy.

You're talking about
my ex-girlfriend?

She was my best friend.

Okay, so same Maddy.

We're friends again.

- And how did that happen?
- I reached out.

- She's an expert.
- [scoffs]

- At what?
- Social media.

- You mean porn.
- It's not porn, it's erotica.

Oh, is that what Maddy told you?

No, I'm telling you.

What do you think she wants?

To be my friend again?

[sighs] And to manage me.

Yeah, well, your career is over.

Well, I invited her
to the wedding.

As revenge?

I hate to break it to you, babe,

but not everyone's
in love with you.

[Nate chuckles]

Mm.

- Oh, I love your big, fat f*cking c*ck.
- [grunting]

I'm gonna f*ck
your f*cking guts out.

- Oh, sh*t!
- [moaning] Don't stop.

Don't stop!

[moaning loudly]

- [loud crashing]
- [glass shattering]

- f*ck was that?
- Who cares?!

Oh, sh*t.

[continues moaning loudly]

[loud banging]

[mysterious roaring]

[roaring and squealing continue]

[squealing, banging continue]

Is that a dinosaur?

I'm gonna find out.

Hey! Come on.
What the f*ck is that?

Oh, she a big f*ck.

- [pig squealing]
- You gotta be kidding me.

- Go on, get.
- Come on, you f*ck.

Lieutenant Dan, you're fired.

- [squealing continues]
- Here, let's push her this way.

- Fat piece of sh*t.
- [all grunting]

- Hey, she pissed all over the carpet.
- Oh, sh*t.

[banging]

Get! Get!

- Gotta go this way.
- [glass breaking]

Hold up, whoa, whoa!
Ah, f*ck, I stepped in it.

- [pig grunting]
- [softly] Oh, my God.

[grunting] f*ck is this?

[panting]

[Laurie]
"Remember the Alamo"?

[receptionist] He said he'd be
here in about five minutes, so.

Yeah.
[indistinct chatter]

[chuckles softly]

I like the new look.

[♪ Uplifting music playing]

[Rue chuckles softly]

[both laughing]

[dings]

[♪ Upbeat music begins playing
on speaker]

Where are you living?

Uh, right now
I'm on Lexi's couch.

But, uh, sometimes Ali,
sometimes

my van.

But I'm... I'm gonna get
my own place soon.

Nothing as fancy
as this, though.

- So, you're working?
- Yeah, at a strip club.

Just managerial stuff,

but surrounded
by a lot of beautiful women.

There's a lot of temptation.

And I guess 'cause
I'm in a position of power,

the girls, like,
throw themselves at me.

But you're sober?

Yeah.
California sober.

So, sometimes I drink,

sometimes I smoke
a little bit of weed.

- [lighter flicking]
- But, uh, I avoid things

- that can destroy my life.
- [cigarette sizzling]

And yet, you showed up here?

What, do you think
you're dangerous?

I think over time,
it's easy to romanticize things.

Forget details.

Yeah, but you
don't ever get nostalgic?

I mean,
I don't miss high school,

or the suburbs, or...

Us.

Were we ever good together?

Back then?

Not really.

Exactly.

So, I'm assuming
the whirlwind romance thing

is off the table.
[inhales sharply]

I don't think my boyfriend
would approve.

Oh.

Boyfriend.

So, it's a real relationship.

Not just like
a financial agreement?

Where'd you get that idea?

I don't know, this apartment?

He wasn't using it.

Okay, well... [grunting]
where is he then?

He's at his place.

Yeah, with his family.

I see.

You disapprove?

No, I'm just saying this guy
is living, like, a double life.

That's not a f*cking
red flag to you?

What if his wife's okay with it?

She is?

I don't think people
are meant to be monogamous.

So, what you're saying is
I still have a chance.

You can't just show up
after all this time

and think everything's
gonna be the same.

♪ Time is so old ♪

♪ And love so brief ♪

[whispering] f*ck.

♪ Love is pure gold ♪

[sighs]

- ♪ And time a thief ♪
- [water running]

♪ We're late ♪

♪ Darling, we're late ♪

♪ The curtain descends,
everything ends ♪

I'm gonna take a bath.

Uh, okay, I'll just,
uh, finish my drink,

then I'll hit the road.

You're not gonna
keep me company?

♪ Speak low to me ♪

♪ Speak love to me
and soon ♪

[♪ dramatic vocal music playing]

♪♪