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Femme Fatales 1x09
Help Me, Rhonda
Original Air Date on July 8, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

[exhales]

[doorbell rings]

[rings]

Can I help you?

I'm Molly.

Molly?
Molly Trevor.

You say that like it's supposed
to mean something to me.

Ain't you
Eddie Gardner's wife?

What's this about?
He didn't tell you?

Tell me what?

That I was coming.

No, he didn't.

Hold on.

There's no cell service here.

Gonna have to use the landline.

It's me. Molly.
Eddie ain't here.

What do you want me to do?
Okay, fine.

Yes, I get you. I'm not deaf,
dumb or blind, you know.

Fine.

[dings]
Sorry to disturb you, hon.

There's some kind
of misunderstanding.

Was he expecting you?

Apparently not.
Thanks for the hospitality.

I'll get out of your hair now.

[engine starts]

[whinnies]

You all know Camille Gardner--

a beautiful woman who, like so
many, got married too young,

too soon.

Well, now she's living a life
she never imagined for herself

with an abusive husband
and an aimless existence.

Oh, and her world's
about to get so much worse.

Tango's beautiful, isn't she?

Well, get ready,

'cause you're about
to meet some animals

that aren't nearly as pretty.

♪ [theme]

♪ I've got my eye on you ♪

♪ I've got my eye on you ♪

♪ And I'm hooked, dear, too ♪

♪ Your fooling around's ♪

♪ Getting blood
on my shoes, oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oa ♪

♪ I've set my sights on you ♪

♪ I've set my sights on you ♪

♪ I've got an alibi, too ♪

♪ So don't look around ♪

♪ I've got nothing to lose ♪

♪ Whoa-oa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oa ♪

♪ Whoa-oa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa-oa ♪

[gunshot]

Rhonda?

What the hell are you
smiling about?

I'm just thinking
about our future.

You should be thinking
about our recent past.

Why bother?

What's done is done.

I'm looking to spend
my future with you.

Some woman came,
asking for Eddie.

So?

I'm worried.

She sounded like she was
supposed to meet him here.

If I were you,
I'd be very concerned.

Why?

When you can worry
for the both of us?

That's what you're
good at, right?

You know, I should
put something on.

What for,

when you can
take something off?

[gasping]

[music playing indistinctly]

If you could be anyone
in the world, who would it be?

Anyone?

Real or fictional?

Either.

Huh.

I think Eloise.

Eloise?
Who the hell is Eloise?

A little girl that lived
in a penthouse apartment

at the Plaza Hotel in New York.

[laughs]

Wow.
That's very un-dykey of you.

What about you?

Mm, I don't know.

Maybe Anne Boleyn.

I heard she gave great head.

God, you're a weirdo.

What do you expect from a girl
who lives in a trailer park?

[doorbell rings]

You're not gonna go get that,
are you?

I have to.
It'll look suspicious.

What the hell are you doing
in my house?

What's it to you?

I don't have to--
Didn't mean to startle you, Mrs. Gardner.

I apologize for
the intrusion again.

When no one answered the bell,

we went around back
and found the patio door open.

Thought you were out walking
the dogs or something

and we would wait for you
to get back.

What's this all about?

I told you, we're looking
for your husband.

He's not here.

He's-- He's away on business.

That's bullshit.
She's lying.

What Mr. Congeniality here
meant to say

is that we were supposed to meet
him here, this very day.

We're all a little surprised
he ain't here.

There's nothing for you
to worry about, my dear.

I'm sure we won't
be waiting long.

It was probably
just an oversight

that your husband forgot
to tell you we were coming.

Now...

if you don't mind,
we have come a very long way

and are extremely tired.

Perhaps you'd sit with us
for a bit, help pass the time.

Um, I should really
go upstairs and change.

Don't bother. We didn't mean
to inconvenience you.

I wouldn't want you to get
dressed on our account.

We won't be here very long.
Plus you have such lovely gams.

Isn't that a great word,
"gams"?

It means legs.
Robinson taught me that.

You're lucky.

I go to the gym
six days a week,

and I still can't get my legs

looking like anything
but tree stumps.

Hey, where do you keep
your liquor, lady?

It's in a cupboard,
above the sink.

You gonna pour me a glass
or what?

Help yourself.

Fine.
Don't mind if I do.

You, boss?

No thank you, Mr. Widmark.

So...

Mrs. Gardner.

Anyone home but you?

Just my kids.

They're upstairs sleeping.

You should really be quiet.

All right.

We wouldn't want to do anything
to disturb them.

Me, I'm not really a fan
of the munchkins myself.

Seems like a hell of a lot of
work and not a lot of payoff.

But Molly here,
she is a born parent.

Guess that's why she does such a
good job of mothering me,

don't you, sweetheart?

I'd like to think so.
[chuckles]

What, you couldn't find
the glasses, Marvin?

Shut up.

So, um...

how do you know my husband?

What, is that your business?

Marvin, please. We are guests
in Mrs. Gardner's home.

I apologize for the impudence
of my lackey

and I beg your forgiveness.

That's all right, I guess.

You have a lovely house.

Never been to this part
of the state.

Yes, it's very quiet here.

It's why Eddie and I like it.
Oh, that's nice.

So when is Eddie coming back,
anyway?

Patience, Mr. Widmark.

I'm quite sure
he will be here soon.

I generally am not one to
tolerate tardiness,

but in this case, we are
going to make an exception

and enjoy Mrs. Gardner's
hospitality.

You got a little girl's room
where I could go freshen up?

Yes, um,
just down the hallway.

The towels have
just been washed.

Consanguineous.

What?

Consanguineous.

It means to be related to
by birth, or of the same blood.

I try to learn
a new word every day.

Today's word
is consanguineous.

Really haven't found a way to
fit it into a sentence yet.

I see.

He's a pretty smart guy, isn't he?
I guess.

Yeah, well, you're not.
Now...

Where's your husband?

Why isn't he here yet, huh?

What are you trying to pull?

Marvin, really.
You're scaring Mrs. Gardner.

He's not scaring me.
No? Well, you should be scared.

If your hubby don't show up,

we're going to have to find
other ways to amuse ourselves.

What the hell is going on here?
Sit down!

Marvin, really,
is that necessary?

Now you're embarrassing
the woman.

Please restrain yourself.

Your husband, he promised to
turn over a certain item to us.

And as soon as that transfer
of those assets takes place,

we'll leave you in peace.

But until then...

I need you to sit the fuck down,

shut the fuck up

and you'd better do exactly
as we say,

otherwise this night will end
very unpleasantly for all of us,

most of all you.

Now me, I abhor violence,
personally.

I'm cultivated.
I go to the opera and whatnot.

But Mr. Widmark here,

he is a savage, primitive man--

an animal, really--
a Neanderthal,

existing in what Thomas Hobbes
would have referred to

as a state of nature...

solitary, brutish and short.

No conscience, no restraint.

I strongly suggest...

that if you know
where your husband is...

[whimpers]

you tell us, and you tell us
now, Mrs. Gardner.

[gasps]
Stop it, both of you.

You're not accomplishing
anything by scaring the lady.

She's just as confused
as we are.

Aren't you, lady?

So knock it off
and sit down and shut up.

Cigarette?

Mind if I do?

[lighter clicks]

Thanks, doll.

We wouldn't want to disturb the
kiddies upstairs, now would we?

Not yet at least.

Are you here to kill my husband?

Whatever gave you that idea,
my dear?

I'm not stupid.

Questions like that
sure don't make you smart.

Rest assured, we are not here
to kill your husband.

I told you, he has something
that we need,

And when he turns it over
to us, we'll leave.

What?
[sniffs]

You do realize what your husband
does for a living, don't you?

He works for Homeland Security.

That's right.

And he made a deal
with Miss Trevor here,

one that he needs to honor.

And I won't have any problems
getting him out of the country?

Good.

You have half the money.

You'll get the other half
on delivery.

You just make sure

all the documents are ready.

Soon as we bust him out,

we need to leave the country
with the merch fast.

Yeah, Eddie.

That's right, Eddie.

Just like you like it, Eddie.

Oh! Give it me hard, Eddie!

Give it to me like a real man, Eddie.
[Eddie grunts]

Give it to me harder, Eddie!

Yeah, Eddie!

Come on, Eddie! Yeah, Eddie!

Yeah, Eddie!

Do it harder, Eddie!
Aah!

I need to go to the bathroom.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Fine. Come on.

Don't mind watching you
spread your legs.

I'll take her.

I'll keep an eye on her
for you, Robinson.

If she does anything
but relieve herself,

you tell Mr. Widmark,
and he'll take care of it.

I thought you needed
to take a leak.

Do you mind stepping outside,
please?

Don't be modest.

I'm not.

I just find it
very uncomfortable

when you stand there
watching me pee.

Don't worry.

We're going to get you
out of here, Mrs. Gardner.

"We"?

Your husband is involved
with some very bad men.

He's trying to sell them
classified materials.

We need to find out who he's
working with and recover

the items before McGraw can
leave the country with them.

Eddie? You're here for Eddie?

I'm afraid s0.
Sorry to be the one to tell you.

I know you want to protect him,

but it'll go a lot easier
for everyone involved

if you can tell me where he is.

[pounding on door]

Quick. Take what it is
you were looking for.

[door opens]

[Marvin]
What? You fall in?

What is it?

I think I saw something
out there.

You see anything?

No. But I'm telling you,
there was someone out there.

It was the wind.
You'll get used to it.

Listen, lady,
I know what I saw.

Wait a second,
I think he's right.

I saw something move.
Check it out, Mr. Widmark.

Take her with you.

You fuckin' bitch.

Eddie! Hey, Eddie. I got
your goddamn wife out here!

Her and the kids are gonna get
it, you don't show your face.

You hear me, Eddie?

He's not there. I told you.
It's the wind.

Let's go back to your boss.

The wind opened
the fucking window?

[whimpering]

Sun Tzu says,
"Enfold your adversary."

I know what you're thinking.
Double-cross, right?

Well, I ain't stupid, lady.

And Robinson's not my boss.
We're associates.

What's the difference?

You got a smart mouth
on you, don't you?

He did call you his lackey,
you know.

Yeah? Well, I work with him,
not for him.

What about Molly?
You work for her too?

Oh, you shut that pretty
little mouth of yours.

That's Robinson's girl,
all right?

She means nothing to me.

Bet you want to fuck her,
don't you?

I know I do.

Yeah?
You trying to get me mad?

Maybe.

You're doing
a hell of a job.

[gasps]

Am I scaring you?

I married Eddie, remember?

He used me like a punching bag.
[sniffles]

Treated me like dirt.

I only got stronger.

And I'm not bending over
for you or anybody else.

Oh, we'll see about that.

Aah! Ooh! Fuck!

Fuckin' bitch!

[whimpering]

You're already dead, bitch!

[shotgun fires twice]

I'm comin' for ya!

Where you goin', baby?

[screams]

[three gunshots]

[grunts]

[screams]

Rhonda, no!

Rhonda!

What did you do?

She's a cop, Rhonda!

She's an undercover cop.
Oh, my God.

H-How would you know?

I'm going to go up to the house.
I'm going to make it look like

it's all the bastard's fault,
and we'll be fine.

And what about me?

You've got to get out of here.
If something goes wrong,

you better--
I'm not leaving you.

I'll be right behind, baby.

I just... be right behind.
Just wait for me, okay?

At the motel.

Let's just go. Let's just go!

No. No, I can't.
I can't.

Why?
You know why.

I love you.

I love you.
I know.

I know, honey.

No matter what,
I'll wait for you!

I know you will, baby.

[gasps]

[whimpering]

Where's Mr. Widmark?

Molly?

You bitch.

She was like family to me.

Yeah,
but not consanguineous.

See, I found a way to use it
in a sentence, you asshole.

I didn't want to hurt you.

I just wanted to conduct
my business and leave.

But you've made that
impossible now.

So how about we pay
a visit to your family?

You can't.

Of course I can. Open that fucking door!
[screams]

Please don't, I beg you.
Please, my children!

You don't have
any fucking kids!

Fuck.

Eddie.

You panther. Fuck.

I don't know. It's just this.
Okay, let's eat. Let's eat.

Okay.

Oh! No, no!

Aah!

[gasping]

We can be together now.

It's just the two of us, baby.
We're good. It's perfect.

[grunts]

Fuck you.

Are you Mrs. Camille Gardner?

Do you know what this is?

You're house has been under
serveillance for the past month.

So you are under arrest for
the murder of your husband.

Now do not lie to us. Things
will go a lot easier for you.

Start by telling us where
we can find Rhonda Temple.

If we were under surveillance
for a month...

How come you don't know
where she is?

I have no idea where she is.

So why are you here?

I killed my husband.

Stabbed him in the chest.
Six times.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Kill, Ubu. Kill.

Good fish.