All language subtitles for Grosse.Pointe.Garden.Society.S01E03.1080p.x265.ELiTE

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- Previously on "Grosse Pointe
Garden Society"...

- You chose your dog
over your job.

- My dog was murdered?

- Someone shot her.

- Your wife left you
for a good-looking guy

with lots of money
and a powerful job.

- Whose side are you on?

- Bet you didn't know
I have a son.

What's the favor?
- Friend of mine is in trouble.

- The Xbox.

- I didn't give him this.

- He said you paid for it.

- [sighs]

- [moaning]

- Why'd you have
to blow up my life?

- How long are you planning
to stay?

- Long as it takes to destroy
everything you care about.

- I can fix this.

There's something
I need to tell you.

Can we stop saying "the body"?
Let's just say "quiche."

Koi pond?
- What about the garden?

- We'll have to dig it up.

- Please tell me
I didn't just hear

they're gonna dig up the body.

- [sighs]
We have to move it.

[inquisitive music]

- So the primary'll have
dual walk-in closets

and pocket doors
to the terrace.

Do you guys want to see
where the ADU's gonna be?

- Can't wait.

- Uh, ADU?

- It's where rich people
put their Pilates machines.

- Or in this case,
a guesthouse

with a soaking tub
and walk-in shower.

[squeals]

Two floors,
three-car garage underneath.

- Is she OK?

- She's just in
the denial stage

of cold-blooded murder.

- There's been nothing
on the news.

- Nothing anywhere.

- It's like no one
even misses Quiche.

- It's only been a few days.

- You're allowed
to say it, guys.

Planting the phone worked.

- For now.

- I'm thinking accordion doors
to capture that lake breeze.

- Cool.

- Unless you want
something different.

- Me?
- You're gonna live here.

- She is?

- Thought she might want to
get rid of that divorce juju.

- Uh, this is way too much
house for me.

- Well, you won't be
living here alone.

- Who's my roomie?

- Quiche.

* *

- Oh, God.

[beeps]

- Marilyn's determined
to build that koi pond.

- No.

- She's already started
the site survey.

- Hell no.

- When does the foundation
go in?

- Tomorrow.

- Why does it have to be me?

- I could never afford
this house.

- And we won't have to move
a dead body ever again.

* *

Please say something.

- Like what?

- I don't know.

Anything.

- Is it over?

- Yes.

Yes, of course.

- When did it start?

- A while ago.

- Weeks?

Months?

- Christmas.

- Where?

- Where what?

- Where did you and Gary
paint each other's nails?

What do you think?

- [sighs]

Um...

hotels,

show houses...

- Our house?

Our bed?

[somber music]

* *

Do you love him?

- [sniffs]
No.

Not anymore.

* *

- OK.

- OK?

- OK.

- OK what?

[Simple Symmetry and Abrao's
"Sim Sim Sim"]

- I forgive you.

- That's it?

- Thanks for letting me know.

* *

- And then, from the shadows,
they hear a low growl.

- Bigfoot?

- A whole herd of them!

[growls]
- [laughs]

- This sucks.

- Well, that's 'cause
we haven't made s'mores yet.

- I'm gonna go get my iPad.

- No one likes to look
at a dead garden.

All they see is
a big pile of dirt.

- [singing in Portuguese]

* *

- What are you doing?

- Whatever you want.

* *

- I want to go
to couples counseling.

* *

- What was once lush
and vibrant

is now barren and bleak.

* *

* *

My job is to bring
the dirt back to life.

[tires screeching]

[horn honking]

- How's your friend?

- Um, way better.
- Yeah?

- Who's she talking about?
- No one.

- The girl
he's making babies with.

- [snorts]

- So not cool.
- Yeah?

Neither is this.

- It's not mine.

- Is that the new Xbox?

- Yeah.
Do you want it?

- Hell yeah!

- OK, wait.
Maybe it is mine.

- You don't know
who you're messing with.

- Oh, what, are you gonna
send me to my room?

- Oh, come on.

I'm not one of these
Lululemon bitches you can play.

- Oh, no.
No, I know exactly who you are.

You're all about,
"Look at me, rich friends.

"I'm helping the dumb,
poor kid.

Can I get back
on the pickleball team?"

- Even if that were true,
why not take advantage of it?

[quirky orchestral music]

But you still owe me
for the Xbox.

* *

- So when I look
at a dead garden,

I just see possibility.

- He served me breakfast
in bed this morning.

- Weird.
- Yeah.

- What'd he make?
- Crepes.

- Huh, weirder.

- Who makes crepes for the wife
who just cheated on you?

- Imagine what you'd get
if you hadn't.

- Why isn't he mad at me?

- Mm, maybe Tucker is
more of a time bomb.

- Or maybe he did
something way worse.

- Do I put the purplies
next to the green ones

or the pink things?

- Uh, by the dahlias.

- Pink things.
- The pink things.

- Explain yourself, lady.

- Kid's working off a debt.

- No, about Tucker.

- Oh, here's the thing.

Any time a guy is too nice

and not trying to get
in my pants,

he did something bad.

- She's not wrong.

- Lots of dudes own guns,
Alice.

- Do you?

- Nah, I'm more of
a hand-to-hand combat

kind of guy.

- Doug has a gun?
For what?

- Nothing he wants me
to know about.

- What'd he make you
for breakfast?

- A therapy appointment.

- Where are my marigolds?

- Oh, they're too expensive.

- But marigolds draw the eye.

- We decided to sub pansies.

- Well, they won't tell
the same story, Catherine.

- And what story
is that, Marilyn?

- Well, once upon a time,

there was
a cute little garden club

that thought they could win
the most prestigious prize

in the state of Michigan

by planting the same flowers
year after year

because they'd rather
drink rosé and discuss

their sad little marriages
instead of focusing

on what's really important--
making a goddamn garden

that sings from the dirt
to the heavens.

Donna!

Marigolds must be
on sale somewhere, right?

- You had to tell her
about the pansies.

- Kind of fun watching
her suffer, though, right?

[laughter]

- [muffled] I think there's
something wrong with my lips.

- [gasps]
- Whoa, buddy.

- I got stung by a bee.

- What the hell?
- Donna, can we get some water?

- Oh, my God.
- [wheezes]

- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Please don't die.

- How do we lose a body?

- I'm telling you,
it was 15 paces

from the Japanese boxwood.

- No, it was
the Wintergreen boxwood.

- This one or that one?
- This one.

- I just tried this one.
- Try the other one!

- Awesome.
We lost Quiche.

- We didn't lose anyone.

- Why don't you just
live stream it?

- How else are we supposed
to see where we're digging?

- That's what
the boxwoods were for.

- Quiche.

[tense orchestral music]

* *

- How deep do we go?

- Till we hit the quilt.

- What if we hit an arm
or a leg?

- Or a face?

- Dig softly.

- Oh, my God.

* *

- Guys, hold up.
- There's no time.

- They start pouring cement
at sunrise.

- That car wasn't here earlier.

* *

Someone's watching us.

.

- What's his weight?

- I'm not sure.

- Is he allergic
to any medications?

- I don't know.

- Has he ever had
a reaction like this before?

- I don't know, OK?

- He is your son, right?

OK.

I just need you
to sign this for me.

- What's this for?

- We can't treat a minor
without a parent's consent.

- [sighs]

[gentle orchestral music]

* *

- In order to make this work,
I want both of you

to be really honest
with each other.

So who would like to begin?

- You're the one
who wanted to do this.

- And why do you think
that is, Doug?

- I don't know.

I guess there's
some weirdness with us.

- What kind of weirdness?

- Mm, just money.
You know, life stuff.

[laughs]

- That's not why we're here.

- Um, she's also on the fence
about buying a house,

starting a family--

- No, it's not about that,
either.

- Then what is it?

- Molly.

- Oh, come on.

- You never liked her.
- That's not fair.

- You never allowed her
in your car.

- OK, she got carsick.

- You didn't play with her.
- How could I?

She was always glued
to your side.

- Who's Molly?

- You never even took her
to the vet.

- What's your point, Alice?

- You said she was the reason
I didn't want to have kids.

- So?

- So maybe you wanted her gone.

- [laughs]
That's super messed up.

- Did you do something
to my dog?

- Do you know
what she's referring to?

[somber music]

- I think so.

* *

- How could you?
- It was an accident.

- Oh, my God.

- What was, Doug?

- I was in a rush.

I didn't hear it close.

- Huh?

- I should have gone back
to check, but I just didn't.

- What the hell
are you talking about?

- I left the gate open.

And I didn't want to tell you
because I knew

you'd have that look
on your face.

- Thank you for your honesty.

- I really want to believe it.

[quirky orchestral music]

* *

- Uh--

- OK.

OK, feels like a really good
place to stop.

[bright acoustic music]

* *

- * Belle and I run
for the wall *

- That one come
with cruise control?

- Why, are you gonna
mow your own lawn?

- Oof, never.

It is a sweet machine.

- What's up, Connor?

- Has Zach said anything
about fly fishing?

- [chuckles]

Only every time we pass
the sporting goods store.

- He wants to hit the UP
for rainbow trout.

- Well, still saving
for all the gear,

so he'll have to wait
for steelhead.

- Well, you know, I've got
a cabin up in Marquette.

- [laughs] Would surprise me
if you didn't.

- All the rods,
everything you need.

- Uh, I don't know what to say.

- I'm happy to help.

- [laughs]
OK.

So, uh, how do we do this?

- Whatever's easiest.

- I can grab the stuff
tomorrow after work

when I have the truck.

- Oh, man.

This sucks.
- What?

- I meant
Zach would go with me.

- But--but it's my weekend.

- We always swap.

- But I want to teach him...

- He's not gonna be
a pro overnight.

- The way my dad taught me.

- You still can.
- It's just--

* *

it should be my thing.

- [exhales sharply]

Whether you like it or not,
I'm in his life too.

- Zach's busy.

- Your call.

- By the way,
never told him any of this,

so he won't know
what he's missing.

* *

- * Please be kind *

* And re-- *

[tense music]

* *

- It was probably just
some kids hooking up.

- I swear I saw binoculars.

- Could have been
a beer bottle.

- What is it with you
and the lights?

- What?
You work here.

- Even if someone
was watching us,

all they saw was a bunch
of people gardening.

- In the dark?

- Well, that's on you,
my friend.

- Sure, we're night gardeners.

- Is that even a thing?

- Or he could have been
a bird-watcher.

- Which explains
the binoculars.

- What birds are out at night?

- Owls.

- Nightingales.

- Do you guys actually
hear yourselves?

Night bird-watching?

- It's definitely not a thing.

- We should go back.
- What?

- We still have time.
- Guys, he's a cop.

- Then why aren't we in jail?
- Because he's waiting for us

to do something stupid
like go back and dig up a body.

- OK, if we don't,
Marilyn will.

- Fine.

Knock yourself out.

* *

- It was way too much house
for me anyway.

- [sighs]
Fine.

Then what do we do?

- Leave Quiche in peace.

- For how long?

- Till whoever's watching us
just thinks

we're a bunch
of boring day gardeners.

- At least that's a thing.

.

- Can we get smoothies now?

- Why did you switch
in the first place, huh?

- Connor said
wide receivers win the games.

- Well, not without
the running backs

pushing the team
down the field.

- That's what I told him.

- Can I get the
Peanut Butter Blast-Off?

- It only comes
in a grown-up size.

- Can I get
a grown-up size smoothie?

- Uh, sure.

[tense music]

- Yay!
- What? No.

Uh, we'll see.
Zach, get in the car.

- Ow! What's your deal?

- I just don't want them
to run out of smoothies, OK?

- Move over.
- Quit it!

I was here first.
- You're on my side.

[engine rumbles]

* *

[doorbell ringing]

- Why are we here?

- Uh, family meeting.
- I want my smoothie.

- Mom will make you one.
- It's not the same!

- What is happening?

- Hey, uh, can the kids
stay here this weekend?

- Uh, why?

- Oh, I just got
a lot going on.

- Hey, uh,
you guys go play, OK?

I'll be in there in a second.

Is everything OK?

- Uh, don't answer
the door for anyone.

* *

[engine rumbles]

[tablet game beeping]

[soft pop music]

- Been on that thing
all day, buddy.

- Nothing else to do.

- You want to hit the park?

- And play on the swings?

* *

- You're right.
Screw the park.

Want to go catch
some rainbow trout?

- For real?
- Surprise!

- Right now?

- Uh,
Connor's gonna take you.

- Aren't you coming?

- Oh, I gotta put in
a whole row

of Japanese maples
this weekend.

- But I want to go with you.

- Well, the thing is,

Connor is just
way more experienced.

- He is?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, dude's won trophies
and stuff,

might have even been sponsored
or something.

- You won't be mad?

- No, no, no.
Never, buddy.

It'd actually help me out
at work if you went with him.

- Awesome.
- [laughs]

* *

[phone ringing]

[knocks]

- Oh! What?

[laughs]
OK.

All right,
I'm gonna need you to twirl.

Yes.

- Is it giving flirty plumber?

- Um, you know,
it's giving, like,

F-22 pilot,
just landed on the deck,

ready to debrief, you know?

- Ooh, mission accomplished.

[both laugh]

- Your hubby's off-site.
- Oh.

Well, I just needed to print
out some permission slips

for Dakota's field trip.

- OK.

Uh, anything else?

- Uh, coffee run?

- I could.

- We could do those
rocket fuel cold brews.

- Oh, yeah, good idea.

Goes with your outfit.

- Charge it to the company.
- Will do.

[Slayyyter's "Stupid Boy"]

[energetic pop music]

* *

- * Boy, boy, boy, boy *

* You stu-stu-stupid *

* Stupid boy *

* Boy, boy, boy, boy *

* Boy, boy, boy, boy *

* You stupid *

* *

[phone rumbling]

- Oh.

Hey, babe.

- Can you grab my suit
from the cleaners?

- Oh, uh, yeah, I can swing by
after Addie's dance class.

- Yeah, I might have to make
a quick trip to Chicago.

- New client?

- No, just matched on one
of those cheater websites

with a yoga instructor
in Lincoln Park.

- What?

- [chuckles]
New client.

- Hilarious.

- Whatcha doin'?

- Uh, I'm just returning
some things at Target.

- Oh, I'm about to drive
right by you.

We should grab lunch.

- [laughs nervously]

Well, why don't I meet you?

- Well, I'm pulling
into Target now.

- Yeah, um, actually,
I'm leaving.

- We can take one car.

- You know what?
I just left.

- Wow, that's a nice trick.

- What do you mean?

- Leaving Target when
I'm standing right behind you.

[tense music]

* *

- I was just, um, printing
some permission slips.

- For Dakota.
Yeah, Brian already told me.

- I--I'm gonna check
the printer.

- I don't think
he needs to do that.

Do you?

- OK, I'm gonna--

I'm gonna leave these
cold brews on my desk.

* *

- Well, I've got to jump
into a meeting.

Feel free to go through
all the drawers too.

Key's in the tray.
- Tucker.

- I'm really gonna need
my suit, though.

Do you mind?

- OK.

* *

.

[indistinct PA chatter]

- Ma'am?
- How is he?

- Oh, you can't smoke in here.
- It's not lit.

- Still, it's against the law
to even have a cigarette--

- Is my son OK?

- He's stable.

- Oh, thank God.

- We gave him epinephrine.
Swelling's down.

Oxygen levels look good.

- So I can take him home?

- We want to keep him
overnight.

- Is that necessary?

- Just to make sure
he's out of the woods.

- Out of the woods?

What are the woods?

- You know, sometimes
these things get worse

before they get better.

- Well, I'd really like
to get him out of here

before anyone at home
finds out.

- Finds out?

- Gets worried.

- OK.

- I mean,
in your experience, Eric,

what are the odds
something happens?

- It's case by case.

- OK, but if you were,
like, betting in Vegas.

- On your son going
into anaphylactic shock again?

- Ballpark.

- He should really
stay the night.

- [sighs]

[light orchestral music]

* *

I didn't know
he was allergic to bees.

- Moms can't know everything.

* *

[line trilling]

- I don't think
she's the right therapist.

- You're lucky
she didn't call the cops.

- She just didn't get us.

- What is wrong with you?
- Me?

- Do you really think
I shot the dog?

- Well, since when
did you start packing heat?

- Oh, my--my dad gave it to me
after the break-in next door.

- You know how I feel
about guns.

- Which is why
I didn't want to tell you.

- And then Molly's shot.

- Oh, my--
Alice, everyone has a gun--

cops, security guards,
grannies.

- Yeah, but not everyone's
jealous of a dog.

- Oh, my God, I am so sorry
for being honest.

- You know, there are ways
to tell where this came from.

- [scoffs]
So what?

You're just gonna run
some forensics on it?

- Maybe.

- You know what?

Let me make it easy for you.

Forget the CSI crap
and this stupid therapy, OK?

I did it, OK?

I grabbed Molly by the collar,

and I put some peanut butter
on the tip of a gun,

and as she was
blissfully lapping it up,

I blew her goddamn brains out.

- [sighs]

Is that true?

- Does it even matter?

It's the only thing
you want to hear.

[keys jingle]

I'm gonna walk.

[somber music]

* *

- [sighs]

* *

- You're still up.

- Shh.

- What's going on?

[tense orchestral music]

* *

- You know how you stop
a shark from circling?

- Don't.

* *

- Who are you?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- You've been on me for days--
no shift change, no partner,

and this car is way too junky
to be government issued,

so you can't be a cop.
- Take it easy, man.

- * Dashing through the snow *

- Wow.
- Yeah.

- Jesus.
- I know.

- Why would your ex-wife
have a PI on your ass?

- It's her husband.
He wants dirt.

- For what?

- His kids.

- He's trying to get custody.

- * Making spirits bright *

* What fun it is
to ride and sing *

- Better than a cop, I guess.

- Yeah, for you.

- * A sleighing song tonight *

- Not necessarily.

- * Jingle bells *

- He could have seen all of us
do all kinds of things.

- No, he didn't see us
bury Quiche.

- How do you know?

- Because there'd be no reason

to still follow me
if he knew that.

- Unless he's waiting
to use it.

- * Jingle bells *

- * Jingle all the way *

- Then what happened?

- I said, next time I see him,

I'm gonna take his ear
as a souvenir.

- Hmm, didn't take this guy
for a badass.

- Oh, yeah.

Poor schmuck peed his pants.

[laughter]

- So--
[clears throat]

You made the guy
who maybe saw us...

murder someone wet himself.

* *

- * Join us in this song *

- Anyone want to split
cheese fries?

- At 9:00 AM?

- The time of day is your issue
with cheese fries?

- Let's at least get
onion rings.

- How is that better?
- It's a root vegetable.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Where do you even get
one of those?

- Our guys use them
to find sprinkler heads.

- I think--
I think it was more over here.

- How far'd he throw it?
- Ugh, I don't know.

He was really angry.

- I mean, it could be anywhere,
Alice.

- If we don't find it,
I'll never know.

[detector squeaking]
- Oh!

[laughs]

Dibs.
[laughs]

- Do you think Doug would
actually do that to an animal?

- Dahmer had a bestie.

- What does that
have to do with Doug?

- Well, so Dahmer and this guy,

they'd, like,
hang at McDonald's

while he was still
dissolving bodies.

- Ew.
- Yeah.

Here's one of the most
evil people on the planet,

but to his bestie, he's just
a dude who likes nuggets.

[chuckles]
- [sighs]

Doug's not a monster.

- Probably not.

- Thank you.

- But, um, the fact
that we're out here

looking for a bullet
to prove it?

Might want to take a hard look
at your marriage.

[detector squeaking]

- [yelps]
- Oh!

[both laugh]

- [gasps]

* *

Shut up.

Marigolds.

* *

[laughs]
- Huh.

* *

- Wait.

- No one in my family
is allergic to anything.

I swear I had no idea.

- Thank you.

- Oh.

- Why is she still here?

- She's just leaving.

- She was never supposed to be
with him in the first place.

- It wasn't like
we were hanging out.

It was more educational.

- What the hell does that mean?

- I was teaching him a lesson.

- He owed her for an Xbox.

- You knew about this?

- Joel was just trying
to do the right thing.

- Joel?

You guys are friends now?

- You know what?

I'm just gonna go.

- I want you to arrest her.

- I think you're making this
bigger than it needs to be.

- She keeps violating
our agreement.

- Will you calm down?
- Signed for him as his mother.

- Yeah, to save his life.

- Whose side are you on?
- Our son's.

- He's not your son.

- Can I get
another one of these?

- You bet, champ.

- Come on,
let's get you back in bed.

[indistinct PA chatter]

[soft piano music]

* *

- [sighs]

* *

Smells good.

- Rack of lamb.

It's almost done.

- My fave.

* *

- I got the cookbook

from that place in New York
we loved.

- Uh...

who's coming over?

- Oh, it's just us.

- [sighs]
OK, uh...

Can we please talk about this?

- Yeah, going left to right,
we got a Morbier,

a Camembert,
a Stilton they said was good--

I mean, basically
half of France.

- I mean what happened
at the office today.

- All right, well,
what were you looking for?

- Anything to explain

why you're cooking rack of lamb
right now.

- Well, it's your fave.

- You should be throwing it
in my face.

- Then we wouldn't be able
to enjoy it.

- [sighs]

OK, unless you're embezzling
or drug trafficking or--

God, I don't know--
have a secret family somewhere,

I just--

- Ooh, I'm not doing
any of that.

- Then why don't you punish me?

- OK.
You really want to know?

I was also in love
with someone.

- Oh.

* *

From work?

- Head for business, though.

- What's she like?

- She's funny.

And smart, sexy.

An incredible mother.

- [scoffs]
Great.

- It's too bad
her husband stopped seeing

how lucky he was.

* *

- Maybe she did the same.

* *

- I could sleep on the couch,

or move into a sad hotel,

make you cry
at some expensive therapist,

and wield it all as a weapon
until we're both bloody.

- I deserve it.

- Or I could just skip
to the part

where we both try harder.

- How can you do that?

- 'Cause you're my ride or die.

* *

- I'll go set the table.

- Oh, I already did.

- [laughs]

- If you really want to help,

you could make me
the strongest drink possible.

- OK.

- Yeah.

[Helena Deland's
"Take It All"]

* *

[gate creaking]

* *

- * I couldn't help it, no *

* *

* I made it up *

* *

* The life I danced in *

- The latch doesn't close.

- * And could get enough *

- The gate is broken.

* *

- * I couldn't help it *

- It's not your fault.

* *

- * I wondered who let you *

* Call them baby *

- I'm gonna go stay
with my parents.

- * I wondered who let you
call them baby *

- [scoffs]

For how long?

* *

- I'll call the landlord
about the latch.

- * Take it all *

* Bring it back to my bed *

* *

.

[knocking]
- Melissa!

Open up.

I'm not leaving
without my kids.

Zach, Zoe, come on.

Dad's here. Let's go.
Get your stuff.

- What are you doing?

- Oh, you're home.

- The kids aren't here.
- Well, where are they?

- Not here.

- It's my day.

- OK, well, the kids need
to be safe, Brett.

- Well, you're the one
who put a PI on me.

- Who you pulled a knife on.

- Kitchen scissors.

- Like that matters.

- Look, look, look, you got
the money, fancy friends...

- Please go.
- The mansion...

- Brett...
- This is all I got.

- I filed for emergency custody
this morning.

- This isn't you, Melissa.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Connor's been the problem
from the moment you met him.

- Look at you.

Brett, you are not yourself.

- Mm.

[soft dramatic music]

Can I--can I--
can I at least see them?

- Just go home.

* *

- [sighs]

- I checked credit cards,
emails, work trips,

our safety deposit box.

Only one thing I didn't expect.

- Always something.

- That he's still into me.

- Who knew having an affair
could save your marriage?

- Uh, I might have to
respectfully disagree.

- There's more?

- Just get your intern on it.

- [sighs]

- Hey,
when's Alice getting here?

- She won't text me back.

- Hmm.
- Huh.

[sighs]
Well, Marilyn's got an eye.

I'll give her that.

- Yeah, the orangies
really make it pop.

- What am I looking at here?
- Your masterpiece.

- The marigolds are
supposed to be stage left.

- But does it matter?

- You know what?
We should sub pansies.

- Are you kidding me right now?
- No.

- I'll do it.
- No--

- See,
that's the winning spirit.

- Ugh.

- That's gonna take
all weekend.

- Well, my kids are
on a fishing trip.

- Well, I'm free.

Tucker can take Addison
to her soccer game for once.

[Sofie Royer's "Asleep"]

- Make Alice do it.

* *

What?

- My customers think
gardens are just

a bunch of pretty flowers.

What they don't know is,

the right pairing makes
all the difference...

- Really going
for the stereotype, huh?

- * I see you
in my rearview mirror *

- [chuckles]

- * I know it always seems *

- They're, uh, free for cops.

- Mm.

So what did she mean?

- * So why don't I admit *

- I'm his stepfather.
[clears throat]

She adopted him
before I was around.

- * Every time
I close my eyes *

* I get to be *

- Want to buy me
a cup of coffee?

- I don't have to pay
for those either.

- Like how shade
from a sunflower

triples the yield
of a cucumber patch.

* *

But not every pairing
works out.

* *

[tires screech]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey, hey!

What?
Hey.

[grunts]

[knocks]

* *

- What's going on?

* *

- * I lie to my friends *

- It really sucks
to get it wrong.

* *

'Cause when you do,
there's always a price to pay.

- It's like the tips of
the leaves are turning yellow.

- Well, how much light
does your greenhouse get?

- As much as it can
in the winter.

But the tomatoes
are coming out.

- Uh, well, you probably
just have a slight,

uh, nitrogen deficiency.

- Mm, the guy
from, uh, O'Neill's,

he said that I should use
chicken manure.

- Uh, what?

- Chicken turds?

- Oh, no, no.

You gotta use
something synthetic.

[soft dramatic music]

- What aisle is that?

- You know what, I'll just--
I'll just grab it myself.

* *

- Someone's watching us.

[tense music]

- He could have seen
all of us...

* *

Doing all kinds of things.

* *

- Excuse me, sir.

- Uh, someone can help you
up front.

- Just need to ask you
a question.

- Oh, I'm with a customer.

- About the other night
at that fancy garden party.

* *

Any chance you know someone
by the name of--