All language subtitles for Claws s01e06 Self-Portrait.eng

Previously on "Claws"...

How is your boyfriend, Desna?

Unfortunately, he was murdered.

Back where I come from,
when someone kills your family,

you hunt them down.

The owner of your dream
salon, Glint Nails,

has put it back on the market,

and she's willing to play ball with you.

Shut up.

The racist who didn't want
to deal with my kind

has now changed her tune?

How's it going?

Detective Arlene Branch.

[Chuckles]

The Coombses... They...
They had sex with me.

We're pinning Roller's murder
on my foster parents.

- [Car door closes]
- We did it.

We just got a call.

Clay: Take care of it.

- Aah!
- [Grunts]

[Gun cocks]

[Gunshots]

Mr. Emerson.

You're alive.

[Lock clicks]

We did this.

We did not do this.

We set the Coombses up to be killed.

No, we set them up to go to jail.

This was done
by Uncle Daddy's corrupt po-po.

Pol, this was done by Bryce.

Because Uncle Daddy forced him to do it.

Listen, you guys,
we didn't know any of this

was gonna happen, okay?

But it did.

Okay, and now Jenn
has to live with the fact

that her husband
is a [whispers] murderer

for the rest of their lives.

She thinks that he avenged
his brother's death.

But he wasn't, Pol.

He killed my foster parents.

Okay, but Jenn doesn't know that.

- Right.
- And she better never find out,

otherwise, I'll beat your little ass.

Hey, listen, Desna, those
Coombses were terrible people.

I know.

Well, now Dean never has to worry

about those malevolent shitwipes again.

- Dean: Des?
- Hey, Deany.

Hey, Des. I...

Hi, Virginia. Hey, Dean.

You look pretty.

Thank you.

I-I'm hungry.

I'm right behind you, baby.

I gotta go. It's a new day, Desna.

New day for us, too. Tits up.

Dean: You didn't have
bad dreams last night.

Usually, I hear screaming.

For the first time since Roller
died, I actually slept.

Yeah.

- [Clacking spoons rhythmically]
- Hey! [Chuckles]

Huh, go, Dean.

Go, Dean. Don't get bashful now.

The Coombses are dead.

[Gags, chokes] What?

It was on the news this morning.

They were part of a drug ring, yeah.

They got what they deserved.

Yeah, they did.

Are... you okay?

Mm-hmm, I'm glad
those assholes are dead.

- Baby?
- Mm-hmm?

What went down last night?

I want to talk about it.

You want to talk about it?

[Sighs]

You know, two years ago,

that shit might have
put me on a... on a bender.

Like the time I woke up
in Weeki Wachee with no pants

and a pack of feral cats eating my hair.

Yeah.

But I've been workin'
the program and doing the steps.

Truth be told, I'm proud of myself.

I did what needed doing.

And you've done all you
promised Uncle Daddy.

And we can get our life back, right?

Yes, ma'am.

[Sighs]

In light of this news, I feel
that you deserve a morning BJ.

Hmm.

Race you to the car.

You know I got on heels!

[Classical music playing]

When I saw you
in that swamp, Mr. Emerson,

I knew you were special.

It's like the fates intervened
and manifest my dreams.

My very own English suitor
dropped from the sky.

Look at you now.

Lady, my chest hurts.

You're like a gift from heaven,

Mr. Emerson,
and I'm your guardian angel.

We're going to be like
those couples in Italian movies.

[Groaning] Let me go, please.

We're going to have
little porcelain plates

with tiny ham and cheese sandwiches

that don't fill you up,
but make you feel rich.

Let me use your phone, please.

Oh, no, no, Mr. Emerson,
you don't need the phone.

We're going to make you strong again...

...so we can walk
the hillsides together.

[Groans] No.

[Panting]

[Howling]

Synced & corrected by -robtor-
www.addic7ed.com

["Turning Heads" by The Streak playing]

This real estate is prime.

You know every single one of these

tight little housewives
gets her poo-hole waxed.

- [Laughter]
- Ooh! It even smells expensive,

like a mix of French perfume,

new cars, and health care.

[Laughter]

This is it. Our dreams are
becoming a reality, ladies.

Who been texting all day, Quiet Ann?

[Gasps] Oh, I see that little
girly blush on your cheeks.

[Laughs] You got a little
special someone, don't you?

Ooh, well, right here,
we can come every morning

- and have a little macchiato.
- Ooh.

Bitch, you can't even spell macchiato.

[Laughter]

No, I think I like it right here.

Oh, Ann found the bar.

At the bar!

Excuse me, do you mind
just stepping aside?

I'm just trying to get a feel
for the feng shui.

Thank y'all.

_

_

_

- [Laughs]
- [Fake laugh]

It's amazing how clear racism is,

even if it's spoken in another language.

Ms. Simms, you're here.

Despite your many efforts
to block me and my kind, I am.

Oh, I was just trying to be cautious.

I hope you met my girls.

Sadly, I can't take them
to Tampa with me.

I did, and I was thinking about
keeping some of them on,

but after that warm welcome I received,

I've decided to hire new techs
to supplement my crew.

- Glint has five stars on Yelp.
- Whoa.

My girls have won NailPalm twice.

I knew you were all common.

I didn't think you were
dim-witted, as well.

[Laughs] You underestimate me.

These are the baddest bitches
in Palmetto,

and the last thing we need is

some Korean Barbies dragging us down,

so why don't all y'all be out by 6:00,

and take these tacky fruit bowls
with you.

[All laughing]

[Toilet flushes]

The old tampon in the toilet trick.

Mm-hmm. That's harsh.

And we planned
on opening up this week, too.

I just... I feel so bad.

I wish I could help fix it,
but I'm broke.

- Yes, you is.
- Unlike you, Miss Relevance.

That's your third new bag this month.

Don't tell me you trappin' again.

I hit the lotto, girl.

- Oh, girl, here we go.
- Unh-unh.

I met a dude at the Winn-Dixie,
pays me $400 an hour

just to dance around
in a Tweety Bird costume

while he live streams it.

What?! You lyin'.

Girl, I'm not hookin'. I'm not stealing.

I am using my God-given talents
to do honest work for perverts.

Good for you, because that bag is cute.

You want in?

'Cause he's got friends
with some similar proclivities.

And the house they shoot
at, girl, super nice.

Silk sheets, a bougie fridge
full of all kind of food.

Little chocolates and shit, girl.

I'm not into that stuff anymore.

I got a job now.

I got a crew.

Those old bitches that whupped your ass?

[Scoffs] Call me when
that shit blows up in your face.

Ooh, excuse me?

But how your nails looking, though?

Bitch! They look good. Poppin', right?

- Okay.
- You did that. Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

[Door bell dings]

[Shoes squeaking]

How bad is it?

Well, your pipes burst.

Water penetrated
in the structural cavities.

You're gonna need epoxy.

We know, baby, that you
used to be a contractor.

Can you give it to us in English?

Your floors are shot to shit.

Rugs all need to be replaced.

You got damage to the bathroom wall.

How much we talking, Bryce?

11, 12K.

Damn!

Where am I supposed to get
that kind of money?

Well, go to the bank, get a loan.

Oh, Polly-Pol, you see life

through Caucasian-colored glasses.

Maybe you could borrow
the money from Uncle Daddy.

Uh...

Hell to the no, are you crazy?

- After all we just did to pay him back.
- [Phone dings]

And we are done with Uncle Daddy.

Well, actually, he wants
to see us right now.

Good.

This'll give you a chance to tell him

you're done in person.

Yeah.

Right.

[Bell dings]

Pol, that money
we planted on the Coombses

was all the money I had.

Am I ever gonna catch a break?

Things are gonna turn around.

They have to.

[Sighs] Damn.

I don't get it. Whose house is this?

Bryce, let me tell you something.

Knowing those Coombses are playing bingo

in hell with Hitler, Idi Amin,

and my first-grade teacher,
Sister Grace Margaret,

truly appeases my soul.

Tell him you're done.

Tell him.

Bryce, you have proven yourself.

Not only as a Husser,
but as a businessman.

Last week was the best
the clinic's ever had.

- [Laughs]
- Wait, really?

That's why I got you this house.

What?

Local schools, they got smaller classes,

and they got...
they got a music program.

They got a... they got an edible garden

which is like a...
like a farm-to-table shit.

This, Bryce... This is a thank you

and perhaps in a... an in... incen...

God damn, that T-shirt's distracting me.

Perhaps an incentive to keep
on at the clinic.

No strings attached.

You know, Uncle Daddy,
this... this is generous.

It's beyond generous, but I don't...

- I don't think we can...
- Wait.

It's got a music program?

Yes, there is.

Baylor has been wanting
to learn the clarinet.

Son?

You done good.

You stepped up and made things
right for Roller.

Lord rest his soul.

- [Insects chirping]
- [Italian opera music plays]

Man: I love you. I love you.

This is what we're like.

Mr. Emerson, remember?

When you... you...
you swooped me up in your arms,

and you carried me to safety.

I still remember that little caf?.

[Sighs]

In the rain, darling, on the viala.

[Speaks French]

[Music continues]

Will you stop playing around and help?

All right, Miss Attitude. Geez.

I have an attitude
because you not helping.

But now I am.

Ooh, girl, look, there go
those heifers from Glint.

[Speaking Korean]

Go over there and tell me
what they saying.

For the last time,
they're Korean, I'm Vietnamese.

We are not the same, okay?

Desna.

Desna's stripper sidekick.

Careful.

What a coincidence.

Oh, I'm so sorry to hear about

that unfortunate
plumbing incident at Glint.

We know you were behind it.

Paranoia is not
a flattering shade on you.

Look, we're just here to pick
up our supplies for NailPalm.

Okay, well, maybe we'll join, too,

show all you hoes how it's really done.

Whatever.
That prize money is still ours.

NailPalm?

Oh, hell, no.

The Koreans always win that.

Well, they won't this time.

We gonna show those racist bitches

that black people,
brown people, white people,

whatever the hell Virginia is

can kill it in the nail game.

We are gonna show our talent
and win that prize money.

And it's not right how their kind run

the entire beauty industry.

[Laughs] You know, y'all
are pretty prejudiced.

Stereotyping is human nature.

It's how we understand
to speak in high tones to a baby

and loudly to a senior.

I heard that on NPR.

[Speaks Korean]

What she say?

- [Laughs]
- I don't know.

But I got respect
for the Koreans, right?

My mentor was one.

But that Glint bitch? Mnh-mnh.

She tried to redline me
from getting my salon.

That right there deserves
a little side eye.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, girl.

Hey, girl.

- Polly.
- Yeah.

I got an ingrown
on my bikini line needs tending,

and I can't get at it. Ouchie!

Okay, well, come on back,
Scarlet, I got you.

So, I got some news.

Uncle Daddy got me
and Bryce a new house.

A big new house.

But it's in a better school district.

It's, like, near a playground.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on. How big?

Are you kidding me?

You know I been promising Dean a house.

- I know.
- And... And your husband,

what, worked at that clinic
for all of what, a week?

Bryce earned that house.

You know what he had
to do to get it, so...

But he's not gonna do stuff
like that ever again.

He's just gonna work at the clinic.

Is this a joke?

Look, I want you to let me pay
for the repairs at Glint.

You know, you could "F"
this NailPalm shit.

Des, just take the money.

I want the money, Jenn.

I need the money.

I deserve the money, hmm?

But I don't want shit
from the Dixie Mafia.

And if you had any sense,
you wouldn't, either.

Uh-uh, I need some air.

Can I get a six-piece shrimp
with, um, extra sauce?

Gotcha.

Shit, Chaz, I don't have my purse.

Can I pay you in a few?

- No way, Desna, I can't do it.
- Are you serious?

I eat here every day and I work
across the parking lot.

I just need one freakin' thing
to go right today.

[Haitian accent] Chaz, it's on me.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I'm Gregory Ruval.

Yes, you are. [Chuckles]

I'm Desna.

- Desna Simms.
- Desna.

Would you like to join me
for lunch, maybe?

I would, thank you.

And he's a doctor?

Not just a doctor.

- He's a gynecologist.
- Ooh!

What?!

- Yes!
- [Laughs] Yes.

Oh, my arm hairs all just stood on end.

It is finally a reason
to get a pap smear.

Hold on, y'all. Hold on.
Hold on. Hold on.

He even drives a Mercedes E Class.

Ladies, you know what that means.

Big car, big dick.

- [Laughing]
- She's in front of the customers.

Y'all are so nasty.

Ann, stop it.

The man said he wants
to take me on a real date.

Polly, give her a full Brazilian.

What?!

All of it, off!

Listen, there's gonna be
a lot of romance tonight,

but a classy guy like that?

No nookie till the second date.

A full bush will protect you
from succumbing,

like that thorn bush outside
of Sleeping Beauty's castle.

[Laughing]

Okay, all of y'all are up
in my personal business, okay?

What we need to be figuring out...

what we gonna do at NailPalm.

Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you.
I looked it up.

It turns out, only four people
per team can be on the roster.

One of us has to be
an alternate which means...

Quiet Ann, sorry, girl. [Scoffs]

China Doll, you're the alternate.

Wait, wait, wait, what?
You said I'm getting better.

- You are, but...
- But what?

Quiet Ann doesn't even do manicures.

She doesn't even have a station.

Her holo chromes and her
miniatures are on point.

It's not that she don't know how
to do nails, it's just that...

Sadly, I'm a leg man.

- That part.
- That's bullshit.

Screw y'all.

- I'm out.
- [Door slams]

Did she just roll outta here like that?

Real slow, just like...

Go on.

Gladys: [Groaning] Oh.

[Laughing] Oh.

Mr. Emerson, you were right.

Taking you off the morphine

has made you a much more focused lover.

Are you ready for another go?

I need a minute.

But baby girl, I...
[Electricity crackles]

[Screams] Miss Honeychild,

I... [Giggling]

I have other ways to make you smile.

Lovely.

[Moaning]

[Phone ringing]

Don't stop.

It's just my gallerist.

[Phone rings] [Moaning]

- [Beeps]
- Larry?

Yes, it's very sweet of you

to think of me for Art South Beach...

God. [Gasping]

No, I know you're only asking me
because that pussy Jeff Koons

is probably at a DAPL protest.

Kisses to Alice!

- [Beeps]
- An art show?

I never knew you were an artist baby...

Miss Honeychurch.

We'll discuss this later.

Mr. Beebe and the others
will be here any moment.

Quick. Quick.

[Hip-hop music playing]

Relevance. Hey.

What's up, girl? I changed my mind.

Call that webcam guy, because I'm in.

[Chuckles] For real?

Yeah, let's do this.

Let's make this money, girl.

So, did you always know
you wanted to be a doctor?

No, actually, I wanted to be
a professional break dancer.

- [Chuckles] Shut up.
- Yeah.

[Laughs] Oh!

Get it, get it.

- [Laughs]
- That's cute.

Yep.

But no.

The truth is, I watched a lot
of my people die in Haiti,

preventable deaths.

So I guess I just wanted
to right the wrongs.

How about you?

Owning a nail salon,
was it always your dream?

I never thought I'd own anything.

A Korean girl in the foster home
I was living in

taught me how to do nails,

and I perfected my skill at a strip club

in my neighborhood.

Do not judge me.

Not as a dancer.

I did nails for the strippers.

- Got it?
- Okay.

[Laughs] Yeah.

And then a nail place
opened up in my neighborhood,

and me and my best friend, Jenn,

would go there every single day

until we convinced the owner
to hire both of us.

Wow, that's a great story.

I respect a lady who goes
after what she really wants.

Oh, I go after what I want.

[Both laugh]

You know, I never met anyone
quite like you before.

[Cellphone rings]

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

This could be my brother,
and he has special needs.

Can you give me one second?

Of course.

Hello?

There's been an unmarked
police car outside the clinic

for well over an hour.

Kenneth, you gettin' on my nerves.

Call Bryce.

I did. He didn't answer.

Look, if you don't come down soon,

I'm gonna start flushing pills.

And I know that's self-defeating

and it's not necessary,
but you know I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna do it because
I have no other ideas.

[Phone beeps]

Umm, a fire alarm
is going off at my salon.

It's probably just
a short circuit, but...

So you need to go?

Yeah. I'll drive you.

No, no, no.

It's out of the way,
and I could just catch a cab.

But thank you.

I had a wonderful time.

Maybe we could do it again.

Gotta go.

Come on, hurry.

Come here, come here, come here.

Ken, I left a date with
a hot gynecologist for this.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

See? What's it doing here?

We're being staked out.

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

Are you gonna say something?

Des! What?

Oh, shit.

Detective Arlene Branch.
Nice to meet you.

Desna: Stop looking, Kenneth!

[Bell dings]

- A cop?
- No bacon.

Hon, you know better.

End this shit, Ann.

Go back to dating
less-complicated women,

like your desperate housewives
with jealous husbands.

Ann.

Thank you.

Why were you even there?

Weren't you supposed to be on a date?

What happened was, Ken called me
having a damn meltdown,

and I had to go to the clinic.

Really?

What?

Why y'all looking at me?

Girl.

I know an act of self-sabotage
when I see one.

You are talking to the queen
of masturbatory punishment.

Queens.

Our parents didn't instill us
with a good sense of self-worth.

- That's true.
- Knock it off, all of you, okay?

I'm not self-sabotaging.

Oh, okay then, go call that mash-up

of Common and George Clooney
and apologize.

Offer to make him dinner tonight.

Okay, no.

NailPalm is tomorrow.

I need to rest.

You gotta get a release.

Forget my no-sex policy.

A big O tonight will assure
you a big V ma?ana.

- [Ann Laughs]
-
A big V

What? Come on.

[Moaning]

I can't stand y'all.
Come on, you can do it.

Okay, fine, I'll call him.

[Bell dings]

Oh, hey.

Uhh, she's on the phone.

Dr. Ken: I brought these as an apology,

especially since she recently
saved my life, you know,

but seriously? A cop?

She rocks my world.

[Sighs]

You a little stressed?

I mean, you were nearly
murdered by a co-worker.

That would take its toll on anybody.

- I keep reliving it.
- Oh.

You should see my pulse.

I don't sleep.

I haven't shit in four days.

It's out of control.

Everything is out of control,

and I don't know what I'm gonna...

Oh.

Apologies, but that
had to be done, honey.

[Sighs]

What?

- Huh.
- What?

All right, y'all. It's done.

Dr. Gregory Ruval will be
at my house tonight

for a home-cooked meal.

What are you gonna cook, though?

I don't think Dr. Ruval
is gonna want a Lean Cuisine.

Ann is gonna hook me up
with her famous empanadas.

You ain't gonna have
nothin' else to do tonight

since you not dating the little cop.

- [Laughs]
- I'm gonna take that as a yes.

[Laughs]

[Up-tempo music playing]

[Music continues]

[Water splashing]

Girls!

Go on and get changed.

Hey, hey, Jennifer?

How'd... How'd you get this house?

What you mean?

Like, 'cause you do nails
like... like my sister,

and then Desi said that Bryce is not

a particularly successful life coach.

[Nails clatter]

Uh, and I know a new house
like this costs a lot of money,

so one of you must have a new job

that's greatly improved your salary.

I do have a new job...
running the clinic.

Oh, oh.

And weirdly, I'm better at it
than I am at coaching

or contracting.

And I guess if Uncle Daddy
ever needs some help sometime,

I mean, I might help him.

I mean, look at this house, you know.

[Gasps] [Thud!]

Hey! Oh!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

- Let me see that.
- I'm fine.

I'm just gonna... I'ma get some ice.

- I'm fine.
- Are you okay?

She's fine, she's fine.

I got a new job, too,
yeah, body building.

I got invited to a show in South Beach.

Sounds impressive.

Yeah, that's impressive.

Sh-Should I invite Virginia?

You know, Dean, abundance in life

can only come through abundance in love.

Ye-Yeah, but should I...
should I invite Virginia?

[Latin music plays]

Polly: Those flowers really
brighten things up.

Oh, it's still a dump.

- What?
- Oh!

I'm freakin' out.

Oh, what is going on?

The place is a wreck.

I wanted to look
sophisticated for my date.

Instead I think I look like
I'm going to an African prom.

[Laughs] No. I just can't.

You look amazing.

Girl, what is really going on?

This man is handsome and well-dressed.

He got an M.D. in cootchie.

I mean, what does he want
to date me for?

You're a gorgeous,
talented badass, that's why.

- Ooh.
- You should wear this.

It reminds me of what
Jen Aniston wore to her 40th.

Gosh, she was luminous.

Put it back.

Put it back.

Food's up.

It smells so good.

Come here.

I am so lucky to have y'all.

I love y'all, and thank you for tonight.

Rest up, 'cause tomorrow,
we gots to kill it.

[Phone ringing]

Desna: Hey, uh, Jenn.
Is everything okay with Dean?

Yeah, yeah, he's playing
Monopoly with the girls.

Um, I got some bad news.
I banged up my thumb real bad.

I just got back from Urgent Care,

and there's no way I'm gonna
be able to compete tomorrow.

Shit! So Virginia's on the team now?

Her acrylics are raggedy.

I'm so sorry, babe.

Maybe the judges will be blind.

You know how important NailPalm is.

Why were you using a hammer, anyway?

What were you doing, putting up

a Goddamn Mona Lisa in your new mansion?

Don't you have servants for that?

That's not fair.

Don't even get me started
on what fair is, Jenn,

- if you...
- [Doorbell rings]

I gotta go.

[Phone beeps]

[Exhales]

[Clears throat]

Hi.

I'm Gregory.

Gregory, this is Quiet Ann and Polly,

and they were just leaving.

Wow, you are as scrumptious
as a Georgia peach pie.

Okay.

[Whispering] Eat him up!
Lick the filling!

[Laughs]

My friends are crazy.

Listen, thank you for
giving me a second chance.

Well, it takes more than one
fire alarm to scare me away.

How about that?

You hungry?

Yes.

So nice to have dinner with a gentleman.

The secret to a sexy look
is three-point lighting

with some bounce.

Right, okay.

This your first time?

Oh, no, I used to do
phone sex back in the day.

I'm totally cool.

[Laughs]

Well, as soon as I posted your picture,

I got 500 new subscribers.

Wow.

Yeah, I find that Asians
make the best rabbits.

Okay. Um...

All right, so what kind
of moves were you thinking?

Some bunny hops, a tail wiggle, um...

[clicks tongue] little noises?

Uh, what are you...

So, usually the order is cowgirl,

then missionary,

and then we end with doggie,
which we refer to as bunny.

Uh, okay, my friend, Relevance,

said it was just gonna be me dancing.

Well, your friend dropped the details.

Okay, well, no problem,
just a misunderstanding.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, where you going?

I'm leaving.

Bitch, I already paid you.

Okay, here, look, take the money back.

No, I've got 500 horny guys online

paying big bucks to watch this.

No, I don't think so, you stay.

Okay, look, that's not my problem.

It is your problem!

Get off of me! Ugh!

[Screams]

[Door slams]

Let me be straightforward with you.

I've been doing the online thing...

the hookups, the flakes, everything.

What I'm looking for
is consistency, companionship,

something real.

Umm, let me say hustlers, check.

Losers, check.

I'm, um... [Sighs]

Something real would be nice.

[Phone ringing]

Go ahead, get it.

You sure?

No, please.

Okay. I'll make it quick.

Fast, fast, fast. One second.

This better be an emergency.

[Shakily] You have to help me.

I was supposed to dance like
a bunny on this webcam thing,

but now the guy wants
to have sex with me.

Girl, bye.

Please, listen, I'm serious.

He tried to put his hands on me.

I can't get out of here.

Man: Open the door!

[Sighs] I'm on my way.

147 Coconut Drive.

Um, I have an emergency,
and, uh, I need to leave.

Sounds very familiar.

I'm sorry.

- [Pounding]
- Time to come out, little bunny.

We go live in 3 minutes.

Stay the hell away from me!

Open the Goddamn door!

[Door slams open]

- Where is she?!
- [Baseball bat thuds]

Virginia! Kick his ass!

[Muffled] Virginia!

[Glass shattering]

Run!

[Indistinct shouting]

Go!

So, whatcha gonna watch now?

What is wrong with you, China Doll?

Why do you keep doing stupid shit?

[Crying] What else am I supposed to do?

I worked so hard to get my nails better,

for all of you guys to like me,

to be a part of your stupid...

I'm sorry for ruining your date.

What you need to be sorry about is that

you almost got yourself
killed back there.

Ain't you tired yet, Virginia?

Sucking dick, turning trick,
all this nonsense.

Girl.

There's a certain type of dirty
you can't wash out.

Get your shit together, Virginia.

You hear me?

Get it together.
Get a good night's rest,

'cause you're competing
at NailPalm tomorrow.

What?

What?

I'm going?!

Ain't that what I just said?

Ann, I'm going to NailPa...

You are.

Oh, my God.

Thank you!

[Sobbing] Okay, okay, okay.

Ann, am I really going to NailPalm?

You're going.

[Sobbing] Okay.

Ann, step on it.

[Tires squeal]

[Club music plays]

What is wrong with your face?

I hate my roller set.

I feel like I look like Curly Sue.

Girl, you are giving me
Diana Ross realness, okay?

Well, I'll take it.

Be still.

Spillsie, I ran out on
the good doctor again

'cause of Virginia's bullshit.

No, you did not.

Yes, I did, and I
haven't heard from him,

so I know he thinks I'm a flake.

He does not think you are a flake.

You have a complicated life.

Wait.

And Virginia is an idiot.

[Sighs]

Babe, do I need to say the thing

about the fish in the sea?

There's so many...
You know how many piranhas

I had to rim before I met Bryce?

[Chuckles]

I know the last few days
have been eventful,

but we're gonna turn shit around.

What happened with your thumb?

[Sighs] I hurt it.

Bryce let on that
he's gonna be doing more

than just the clinic with Uncle Daddy,

but we talked about it,

and I feel like it's gonna be fine.

Y'all were doing so good.

Yeah, I know, but now,
you know, with the house,

it's a little more complicated,

and I just feel like
if we get a few months,

- then we'll be able...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You were the one that said
the Hussers were like quicksand,

and you were right, okay?

Uncle Daddy is... is
an unhinged lunatic.

Girl.

You gonna have to give that house back.

- What?
- It's not worth it.

Well, that's easy for you to say, Des.

I got kids to think about.
I got a family.

I am thinking about your family.

- For real?
- Yeah.

You're not a little bit mad

that I got the house that you wanted?

- Wow.
- 'Cause it seems like you are.

Okay, that right there is not fair.

What's not fair is that you
think that I don't deserve it,

that I didn't work hard.

I can't have nice things,
my girls can't have nice things?

I don't understand.
Why can't you be happy for me?

Happy for you?

You want me to be happy
for you that your husband

is officially in the Dixie Mafia,

- which...
- Shh.

[whispering] which makes you
officially a mob wife.

What does that make you?

Are we not doing the exact same thing?

My situation is different.

Girl, can you come down off the cross?

We need the wood.

You don't think this is
just a little bit hypocritical?

You know what? I love you.

I'm gonna go inside and get a good seat

so I can support you,

which is what real friends do.

[Sighs]

[Hip-hop music playing]

Clay.

Chip.

That the new partner?

How's it going?

We got nothing in common.

Doesn't go to the track
or drink, doesn't even watch TV,

not even the "NCIS's."

- Chip.
- What?

Don't let the fact that
I haven't shot you yet

signal interest in your words.

I just want to know
if she gonna be a problem.

I've met chipmunks smarter
than that one.

That's what I want to hear.

I got a little thank you
for the Coombs situation.

Ooh, thank you.

I'll bring you up to Georgia,

see about getting you a role
in our expansion up there.

I like the sound of that. Thank you.

Jennifer: [Distant]
Why can't you be happy for me?

[Sighs]

That's what real friends do.

[Public Enemy's "Fight the Power" plays]

Hello, welcome to NailPalm!

[Applause]

I'm your host, Peggy Lipton.

[Cheers and applause]

Here you go, folks.

The theme for Round 1 is
Signs of Springtime.

You've got 20 minutes. Go!

Round 2, Travel Through Time.

-
Fight the power

Round 3, Female Icons.

As the rhythm designed to bounce

[Buzzer]

[Applause]

The teams that will compete
in the finals are...

Mrs. Kim's Best Nail Girls...

and Desna's Divas.

- [Screaming]
- [Applause]

Now, the best stylist from each team

will compete in
a head-to-head challenge.

You got this.

[Nina Simone's "Take Care
of Business" plays]

You know, it's been a while
since I've exposed my...

my life, my art to anyone, Mr. Emerson.

And it's very difficult for me.

- [British accent]
- My dearest.

I-It's very difficult.

My deepest desire is to know
all of you, Miss Honeychurch.

Every little bit of you.

[Normal voice] Actually, I
want to know all of you, Gladys.

- [Electricity buzzing]
- [Screams]

Aah! Not Gladys.

We've been over this. Miss Honeychurch.

- [Electricity buzzing]
- You can keep on shocking me,

- but...
- [Buzzing]

Oh, oh!

Aah!

[Buzzing stops]

- I want to know all of you.
-
Nor made me feel so sweet

- [Buzzing]
- Aah!

But you will reveal yourself to me,

all of you.

This is destiny.

Show me.

[Vocalizing]

[Music stops] [Thud]

[Normal voice] It's called
"Woolly Knickers."

It's constructed entirely
from pubic hair collected

at the Hernando Correctional Institute.

It won me a MacArthur Genius Grant,

but some douche critic called it

a ludicrously conceived,
pompously titled joke.

You hate it.

I don't know why I thought
somebody like you would like it.

It's just so beautiful.

And then there were two.

Our last theme is Self Portrait.

Ladies, look deep inside yourself.

Who are you?

Woman: [Echoing]
You're a hypocrite, Desna.

[Clock ticks]

[Heart thumping]

Jennifer, this is
making me very anxious.

I know, baby, she's gonna pull through.

She's gonna pull through.

- Watch, watch.
- Okay.

Hey!

Come on, girl. You got this.

You better get it.

Come on! Come on, girl.

You got this!

Dean: It's okay, Desna, you can do it.

- Polly: Yeah, we're right here.
- We got you.

Who's better than you?

- Nobody.
- Come on, Des.

[Cheering]

That's right! That's right.

Ann: Yes.

Whoo! All right!

Dean: Don't cry, Des. Don't cry.

Yes, yes, yes, yes!

Whoo!

[Exhales sharply]

[Cheering]

Oh, she rolling up her sleeves now.

- Hey!
- [Cheering] Yeah!

[Cheering]

- [Laughs]
- Yes, babe!

Whoo, come on, now!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Ooh, you got this.

- Whoo!
- Whoo!

Yes, yes, yes!

Yes she will! Come on, now!

That's right, that's right!

[Clock ticks]

[Buzzer]

[Cheers and applause]

Ladies, can you please explain
your work to the judges?

Of course.

My parents immigrated
to this country with nothing,

and now I own my own business.

I'm proud of myself.

My nails reflect my pride.

Like me, they are strong,
female, and professional.

Thank you so much.

[Light applause]

And Desna, can you explain your nails?

[Sighs]

[Clears throat]

My life hasn't been easy, ever.

I watched people around me
get the success I dreamed of,

and because of that,
I made some mistakes.

But I got my brother, and I got my crew.

And um, my nails... those nails are me.

They are chaotic,
complicated, but loving.

Loved.

That's all I got.

Thank you.

And the winner of NailPalm 2017

and the $15,000 prize is...

Desna Simms!

- Oh! Me?!
- [Cheers and applause]

Oh, my God!

[Cheering]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

What... What... What are you doing here?

Can I interest you
in a congratulatory drink?

I was gonna go celebrate with my girls,

but you're welcome to come with us.

- I would love to.
- Yeah?

This is for you.

Thank you.

I'm gonna introduce you.

They're gonna be weird, though, okay?

- Hey.
- Hello.

Are those all your real teeth?

- They are beautiful.
- [Laughs]

[Insects chirping]

Baby.

You gotta go to your art show.

You have to.

I mean, look at these creations.

They speak to
the Goddamn human experience.

But how could I leave you?

Oh, I-I-I'll be fine.

You'll leave a little food by the bed,

and maybe extend the chain
just an inch or two

so I can use the toilet.

[Sighs]

[British accent]I shall go
to Art South Beach,

Mr. Emerson, with you as my muse.

I will show Jerry Salz

and those other poseurs
what real art is.

I'm gonna run to the art store
before it closes.

Supplies!

Supplies.

Hurry back! [Laughs]

[Beeps]

[Dials]

[Phone ringing]

Who is this? Oh, Mr. Emerson!

You got me so riled up that
I forgot my... my telephone.

Screw the art store.

I'll go tomorrow.

- [Laughs]
- [Sighs]

Thanks for dropping me off, Jennifer.

So, Virginia and I are going
to go to South Beach together.

Uh, does your sister know?

Well, not yet.

Here are the pencils your kids wanted.

That's those real-estate people?

Why'd you do that?

Yeah, they... they hurt me
when I was little.

Desna said one day karma
was gonna get them,

and karma did.

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