Original subtitles

[singer] ♪ Is to feel calm Is to get high ♪

♪ It's a little too late To be on time ♪

♪ Tin that smells Of turpentine ♪

♪ All I wanna do Is have a good time ♪

♪ ♪

♪ All I wanna do Is roll the dice ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ ♪

["Walkin' after Midnight" playing]

♪ ♪

[Patsy Cline] ♪ I go out walkin' ♪

[gasps]

[Patsy Cline] ♪ After midnight... ♪

[screams]

- [gunshot] - [yelping]

Someone help me!

[gunshot]

[crying]

- [gunshot] - Ah!

♪ ♪

[wailing]

[Patsy Cline] ♪ Along the highway ♪

♪ Well, that's just my way ♪

[gunshot]

♪ Of sayin' I love you ♪

[sighs]

[Patsy Cline] ♪ I'm always walkin' ♪

♪ After midnight ♪

♪ Searchin' for you ♪

[radio announcer] The Sky over east Texas,

Sky KSGY.

[Jessica Pratt] ♪ Life is ♪

♪ It's never what you think It's for ♪

♪ And I can't seem To set it off ♪

♪ And lately I've been Insecure ♪

♪ The chances of a lifetime Might be ♪

♪ Hiding their tricks Up my sleeve ♪

♪ Used to be the greatest Now I... ♪

Thank you.

[Jack] Mommy!

Jack-o'-lantern. Hi, baby.

How was camp?

[Jack] Good. What's for dinner?

Oh, uh, you know, I haven't even thought about it yet

because Mommy and Daddy are going out,

and you are getting a babysitter.

- [Jack] No. - [Graham] Aw, no.

I know, I don't really want to go either,

but it's for Daddy's new work.

Don't worry, buddy, you're gonna get some, uh--

you're gonna get some pizza, OK?

- Ooh! - OK.

OK.

How was the ride to Dallas?

[Sophie] Good. Kind of long.

What'd you get?

A dress for the party.

Oh. Come show me.

Hmm?

It's not very Texas.

Well, neither am I.

[Graham chuckles] It's a little--

it's a little Soviet.

[Sophie] Graham, stop teasing me,

and let me get ready for the party.

[pensive music plays]

♪ ♪

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

[Graham] Holy shit.

Look at this place.

Can you believe it's all his property?

Hey, hey, stop. Stop.

I just-- I hate this.

[Graham sighs] You are good with people.

You are in public relations.

I'm not good with Texas people.

They don't get me.

Sophie, it is my boss.

I know. I know. I'm gonna be fine. It's fine.

Exactly, just turn on the old Sophie charm.

Totally. Just turn on the old Sophie.

♪ ♪

Um, what kind of fundraiser is this, exactly?

[Graham] I'm not sure.

[Sophie] What the fuck, Graham? An NRA party?

[Graham] I didn't know. I swear!

[sighs]

[lively country music playing]

♪ ♪

[laughter]

♪ ♪

- [server] Champagne? - [Graham] Oh, yes.

- Thank you so much. - [server] You're welcome.

[Graham] Just one, please.

Oh, that's the, uh, CFO of JJ Banks Oil over there.

We should go say hi.

I'm just gonna get a soda water really fast.

- OK. - I'll be right back.

All right, I'll meet you over there.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

- [glass shatters] - [gasps]

[breathing heavily]

♪ ♪

[tense music plays]

- Oh, oh, I'm sorry. - [person] Oh, no.

Wait, wait. Come back.

Do you have a pad?

Um, I'm not sure.

Let me-- let me check.

I-- I have a tampon.

Thanks, but I can't use that. [chuckles]

I'm Margo, by the way.

Sophie.

Hi.

Hi, Sophie.

You're not from around here, are you?

No, I'm, um-- I'm from Boston.

We just moved here a month a--

um--

Oh, don't mind me.

Desperate times, you know?

[chuckles] OK.

Hon, do you mind zipping me up?

Sure.

[Margo] Oh, thanks, darling.

[pensive music plays]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

How do I look?

Great.

[chuckles]

Well, go on, pee. I won't look.

Oh, I wasn't even coming in here to pee.

I just really need a Xanax.

Oh.

Got an extra?

Yeah, I do. [chuckles]

Here.

Cheers.

- Cheers. - [pills tap]

[laughs]

♪ ♪

Well, I think this party just got a whole lot better.

I'll see you around, Boston.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

So now, y'all said you have one child?

Yes, Jack. He's seven. Mm-hmm.

- Seven? - Mm-hmm.

Well, when's he gonna be getting a sibling?

- We're not gonna-- - We're working on it, you know?

[laughing] Yeah.

I say it's not really work if it's with her.

- Oh, Teddy, honestly. - [Teddy] I'm just saying.

[Graham] Oh, there's my boss.

[cheers and applause]

How do you do, everybody?

Thanks for coming tonight.

How are you? I'm gonna keep it short.

So I'll just start with my name is Jed Banks,

and this is my party!

[cheers and applause]

Now, all y'all who know me know that I'm so proud

to be from Maple Brook.

It's the best little town in all of Texas.

But here's the thing.

A few months ago, not five miles from here, in Braxton,

an innocent teenage girl named Kaycee Krummell

was kidnapped and never seen again.

- [crowd] Aw. - [Jed] Yeah.

And one of the brave sheriff's deputies

that was looking for Kaycee, well,

she was shot and almost died.

So when you got good people like us here,

you also got bad people.

- [person] That's right. - Right?

Drug dealers, rapists, murderers!

There's all sorts of evil sumbitches.

Ain't that right, Sheriff Jonny?

You ain't lying, Jed!

[Jed] That's right. So let me ask you this.

You think those evil sumbitches,

you-- you think they got guns?

- [crowd] Yeah! - Yeah, right.

And 500 miles from here, at the border,

where those personas malos keep pouring in every day,

you think they got guns?

[crowd] Yeah!

If people of ill intent got guns,

then it's imperative

that people of good intent got more guns.

- [person 1] Right! - [person 2] That's right!

- [cheers and applause] - [Jed] That's right.

- [person 3] Yeah! - [Jed] That's right.

Now, some of y'all may have heard rumors

that I was considering throwing my hat

in the ring for governor.

- [cheers and applause] - [laughs]

Go! Go! Go!

You running or-- or what?

Well, the answer to that

is, you're gonna have to wait.

- [crowd] Aw! - [Jed] Aw, that's all right.

That's all right.

You won't have to wait too long.

Tonight it's about digging deep

and giving what you can.

Now, before I go, I want to introduce my wife.

- This is Margo... - [cheers and applause]

...who is hosting one hell of a shindig.

[person] Love you, Margo!

[cheers and applause]

You look so gorgeous tonight, honey.

Thank you.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

You're so beautiful. Hey y'all, dig deep.

Have fun. Keep dancing.

[cheers and applause]

[indistinct chatter]

[Louanne] You're so pretty.

[indistinct chatter continues]

- Oh, my goodness. - [Jed] You look lovely today.

[Louanne] Thank you. You're so wonderful.

- Bye, Margo. - [Jed] Yeah, you betcha.

Oh, hey, Graham.

Hey, thanks for coming.

Margo, you got to meet Graham.

He's building the new Banks HQ.

May be $2 million over budget, but at least it's six months

- behind schedule. - [laughter]

We will get it back on track, sir, I promise.

Uh, it's a pleasure to meet you.

It's nice to meet you too.

Oh, this is my wife, uh, Sophie.

- Hi. - Oh, Sophie and I,

we go way back.

[chuckles] Nice to see you again.

[laughs]

Now, how did I not know you were married--

and to such a cutie pie?

- [chuckles] - It's true, I am, huh?

[laughs] By the way, sir, we were, uh--

we were both really impressed with your speech.

And-- and, Sophie used to work in politics.

- [Jed] Is that so? - Um, a million years ago.

Well, lay it on me. How'd I do?

Oh, it was--um, it was great.

It was really good.

I'm a big boy. You can tell me.

No, I-- um--

Oh, well, now that I know you hated it, I'm dying to hear.

I didn't hate it.

I-- I just thought it was sort of slightly...

racist.

[Jed laughs]

- She whipped out the R word. - She sure did.

Well, that was your intent, though, right?

A little "us versus them" to rile up the base?

You still came off very folksy and likable,

which is hard to do, so it was good.

Yeah, so how is it that you're smarter

than half the people on my payroll?

You know what? I'm gonna have to borrow you.

- [laughter] - Come on, now.

Margo!

- [Margo] Oh, hey! - Hi, babe. [laughs]

- How are you? - Oh, oh.

- [Jonny] Hell of a speech. - Never mind the speech.

That dress, those titties, hello!

[laughter]

Some real pretty guns over there.

- Oh, I saw them. Yes, sir. - [Jed] You see them?

OK, why don't you boys go look at the guns

and let us girlies drink in peace?

Yeah, get. Get out of here.

Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Sophie.

- Nice to meet you too. - [Callie] Get!

[Graham] Great.

Callie, this is Sophie and her husband, Graham.

They just moved here from Boston.

Well, thanks for coming out to support the cause.

- Oh, no, we're not-- - [Graham] Oh, it's our--

it's our pleasure, yeah.

[gasps] I have a great idea.

Sophie should come to the cabin.

Me and the girls, we-- we get together every Friday.

- You should come. - [Jill] Hey, girl!

[Callie] Hi!

Hi, Jillie-Bean.

- [Callie] Hey, sugar. - Hi. Mwah.

Great party.

Oh, Clint got caught up at the church,

but he sends his regards.

- Jill's the reverend's wife. - Mm-hmm.

That's why she doesn't show her boobies.

- [gasps] - They sure are pretty, though.

[Margo] They really are.

- [Callie] They are. - Well.

Jill, this is Sophie and her husband, Graham.

Hiya. Hi.

Sophie's coming to the lake with us on Friday.

- [Jill] Oh, amazing! - Yeah.

[Jill] Oh, hey, I'm so sorry, but I have to head home.

Have you seen Brad? He has practice.

My son got a basketball scholarship to Baylor

in the fall, so he's just doing a little

club ball to stay sharp.

- Oh, that's amazing. - Wow.

He's probably inside with the twins.

- I'll go look. - Oh, I can go.

Oh, no. You go have a cocktail.

I mean, you paid five grand to be here.

Might as well enjoy another free drink.

- That's true. - [laughter]

Y'all take care of new girl.

- Hi, new girl. - Hi.

Hi. [chuckles]

[moaning, heavy breathing]

Abby.

Oh, Brad.

- You ready? - Brad.

Yeah?

[heavy breathing]

[moaning]

No, no. No, stop.

Stop.

Why?

We did it before.

- Oh, come on, baby. - [sighs]

- Didn't you like it? - You know I liked it.

But prom was a mistake.

We can't do it again.

[both sigh]

[sighs] Lord God,

we are sinners, and we need your help.

Please remove this desire from my heart.

And, Lord God, please remove this desire from Brad's heart.

Abby, it ain't my heart.

Lord, please guide us and help...

[person] There you go. Oh, yeah.

- [gunfire on video game] - Oh, reload. Reload. Grenade.

Cody, Oak, have you seen Brad?

In my room.

[gunfire continues]

You had to throw a grenade.

[Abby] ...now in our hour of need

so that we may continue to live our faith.

Lord, please help us to remember your wisdom

and quell in our resilience

so that we may live a life that honors you.

Lord, please help us to remain good

so that we may continue...

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

- [Abby gasps] - [Margo] Brad? You in there?

Your mom's looking for you.

Oh, hi, Abby.

I didn't know you were here.

[sighs] Better go before Ms. Jill sees you.

You know how she is.

Thanks, Mrs. Banks.

[Margo] Well, Brad,

I'm very disappointed in you.

I'm sorry, Margo.

Mrs. Banks.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Banks.

Won't happen again.

It better not.

Now you come with me, young man.

[Brad] Ms. Banks!

Well, I can go again.

♪ ♪

Chop-chop.

You got practice.

- [Jill] I love your dress. - Thank you.

- Yeah, I-- - [Margo sighs] Hey.

He was kicking the twins' butts in video games.

Oh. [laughs]

He said he'd meet you out front.

Well, then I better go.

I don't want him to be late for practice.

Thanks for everything. Mwah.

- Bye. - Bye, honey.

- Bye. - Bye.

Oh, and, Jill, will you tell Brad to call me?

I want him to start coaching the twins again.

They haven't moved a muscle all summer.

- Will do. - [chuckles]

Oh, uh, Sophie and I better be headed out as well.

Oh, all right.

Well, it was a pleasure to meet y'all.

Yes, thank you for the hospitality.

- [Margo] Yeah. - Bye, y'all.

- Bye. - Oh, hey, wait a minute.

I need your number.

- Oh. - [Margo] Nice try.

We're gonna be besties.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

[Graham] You were great today.

No, I-- I had a full panic attack.

Yeah, but then you--

you rallied, and you made some new friends.

I am not going to be friends with those women.

They're like little Marjorie Taylor Greenes.

[Graham chuckles]

Except for Margo.

I liked her.

You see? That is great.

You know, you can be anyone you want here.

Nobody knows you.

Maybe you can move on.

[sighs] I just said that I liked her.

Wait, did I-- did I just--

did I hurt your feelings?

No.

No, I'm fine.

I'm just tired.

Good night.

- Um-- - Oh, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

Yeah, no, I, um--

- No, I just-- I'm-- - [Graham] No, it's, um--

- I'm just tired. - No, I'm-- yeah.

I'm tired too, actually. I--

We should--we should go to sleep.

OK.

[phone dings]

[shower running]

[pensive music plays]

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

[Margo sighs] You coming to bed?

[Jed] Mm-hmm. One second.

I'm hearing Abbott's got his panties in a bunch.

[sighs]

What?

I thought you said you were gonna

think about it a little longer.

Well, I'm still thinking.

Guess I went a little overboard, but...

gotta give the people what they want.

Why?

You have a great life just the way it is.

If you run, everything changes.

You really want people looking at the way you have fun?

Mm.

The way we have fun?

Oh, hell, people don't care about that anymore.

They don't want a Boy Scout.

They want a man.

Well, I'm a woman.

It's different for me.

Enough with the feminism.

Starting to sound like my ex-wife.

Well, maybe Sienna was right about something for once--

I said enough.

♪ ♪

Where's the fun Margo?

Where did she go?

[chuckles]

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

Who was that little old girl?

Architect's wife?

I knew you liked her.

You like her too.

She had a certain way about her.

[chuckles]

You thinking what I'm thinking?

[both chuckle]

I think I am, Daddy.

♪ ♪

[birds chirping]

♪ ♪

[Graham] Cabin? Jesus.

- [Sophie] Yeah. - [Graham chuckles]

[Sophie clears throat]

[sighs]

You're gonna be fine.

Just give me a call when you want me to pick you up.

Uh, yeah.

Um, I don't think it's dinner, so probably, like, seven.

[inhales deeply]

- OK. - Hey, and don't be--

don't be emo, you know?

Just keep it light and bright.

All right. Bye, baby.

I'll give you a kiss when I get in tonight, OK?

- Love you, Mommy. - Love you too.

- Bye. - [Sophie] Bye.

[doorbell rings]

[clears throat]

[gasps] Hi, Sophie.

I'm so glad you could come.

I just made a fresh batch of margaritas.

Oh, um, I-- I actually don't drink, so...

[indistinct chatter]

[door slams, lock clicks]

[laughs] I'm just joking, honey.

Come on in. [laughs]

You should've seen your face.

- [laughs] - [chuckles awkwardly]

[Margo] Oh, well, welcome to our humble abode.

This here is the living room.

[Sophie] Yeah-- um, yeah, it's beautiful.

The- the view is amazing.

Yeah. We love it.

- Yeah. - [chuckles]

Uh, and this is the kitchen.

...because Sienna’s a bitch who should never be let

out of her house, let alone--

Excuse me, ladies. Sophie's here.

- Hi. - Hi, girl.

Hi, new girl.

Good to see you again.

- And this is Monae. - Hi. Cute sandals.

You look... so comfortable.

[Margo] And this is Taylor.

Mm. Oh, my God, I love your eyes.

- Right? [chuckles] - Thank you.

[Margo] Do you want a soda water?

- Yeah, that'd be great. - OK.

Thank you.

[Margo] I'll take one of these.

Who's got the li-- oh, she's got limes over there.

[indistinct chatter]

So, um, what do you guys do?

For work.

Work? [chuckles] We don't work.

- We wife. - [laughter]

[Callie] We wife.

Well, I don't work, work, but I have my son, Brad.

And I run all the women's groups at the church.

Oh, look, I know some people are weird

around the reverend's wife, but don't be intimidated.

I'm just a regular gal.

I love to shop and hunt and drink.

- [Margo] Thank God. - [Jill laughs] What about you?

- [Sophie] Mm. - [Jill] Hmm?

Um, I-- I used to be in PR, mostly

- local political campaigns. - PR.

- Mm-hmm. Yeah. - [Sophie] But, um, I actually

haven't worked since I had my son.

Sophie just moved here from Boston.

Cambridge, actually, just across the river.

Uh, it's where-- where Harvard is.

- Harvard. - Right.

- Hello! - Duh. [laughs]

I just did two years at a JC,

so you probably think I'm an idiot.

[laughs] No, I don't. I don't think you're an idiot.

No, she doesn't think you're an idiot, Jillie.

She thinks you're a deplorable.

- [Margo] Oh, stop. - [laughter]

Do not listen to a word Callie says, OK?

She thinks she's being subtly shady,

but she's really just being a cunt.

[people gasp and exclaim]

Oh!

- Margo. - [Callie] She said it.

Come on, let's finish the tour.

- OK. - Bye.

- [Callie] To a cunt. - Cheer--

[Callie] To cunts.

[Jill] You know I don't like that word.

[Monae] Oh, Jill.

[sighs, clears throat]

You gonna make it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just a mild anxiety disorder, that's all, you know.

Look, they can be a lot.

But I promise you we have fun.

And we all want you to be here.

Thanks.

You're sweet.

[laughs] No, I'm not.

But I like you.

♪ ♪

Hey, you want to go on the boat?

Uh, yeah. That'd be fun.

Perfect. I'll grab the guns.

♪ ♪

OK.

Uh-- oh, uh, so are these--

are these loaded?

Nothing more useless as an unloaded gun.

[laughter]

- Ready over there? - [engine turning over]

- [Callie] Let's go, ladies! - Yoo!

[Goldie Boutilier] ♪ I feel no shame ♪

♪ I'm an angel ♪

♪ But I'm no saint ♪

Pull!

[gunshot]

Whoo! Yeah, girl!

- She's really good. - Mm-hmm.

Oh, you should see Callie.

I mean, she wins trophies for this stuff.

[Margo] Pull!

[gunshot]

Oh, and her and Margo always pull for each other.

- Yup. - Always.

[Margo] All right.

My turn, y'all.

Actually, babe, it's Sophie's first time.

We should let her go.

Oh, no, no. Um, it's fine.

I don't want to go.

- [gun cocking] - I don't need to go.

I said it's Sophie's turn.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

Come on, now. Don't be scared.

- [Monae] Come on, Sophie. - [Jill] Yeah!

Come on, you can do it, girl. Come on.

- [Jill] Get in there. - That's right, bitch, come on.

You got this.

Go get 'em, So.

Come on, it won't hurt ya.

Here you go. Put these on.

Now, stand here. Come on.

[chuckles]

Put it to your shoulder.

Now, it's got a kick on it, all right?

So hold on tight.

All right.

You look through the sight.

And when you're ready, you call "pull."

- You got it? - Yeah.

All right. [clapping]

Um, pull.

[gun clicking]

What the fuck?

- Oh. - [laughter]

Oh, honey, you got to turn the safety off.

- Here. Let me show you. - Oh.

There. [laughs]

All right.

[Sophie] OK, pull.

[gunshot]

- Oh. - Ooh.

- Ow. - [Margo] OK, good.

Yeah, that was good.

You just-- you got to hold it tighter.

Here, let me show you.

♪ ♪

Now, remember, it's just you and the gun.

One thing working together.

Breathe in.

Breathe out

until there's nothing left.

Whenever you're ready.

[Sophie] Pull.

[gunshot]

- Whoo! - Yeah! Whoo! Well, shit!

[laughs]

Callie, you better watch out.

She's coming for your title.

- [laughs] - I did it!

Yeah, you did! Well done.

[Jill] You did it.

[Taylor] Sophie, you can shoot, girl.

- [Margo] Did you like it? - [Sophie] Y-yeah, I did.

Um, thanks for inviting me.

Oh, honey, the night ain't over yet.

We're going to Joe's.

Who's Joe?

Coyote Joe's. It's a club.

What, y'all don't have honky-tonks back in Cambridge?

I don't think so.

[Jill] I have to make it to Brad's scrimmage,

but I'll swing by later.

- OK. - Tell Brad good luck.

- You got it. - You're coming with us, right?

Oh, uh, Graham is about to pick me up,

and I know he would be worried about me going to a club.

Well, then don't tell him.

We're not big secret keepers.

Well, shit, what kind of a marriage is that?

- [chuckles] - [engine turning over]

["Dance Her Home" playing]

♪ ♪

[Cody Johnson] ♪ Here she comes A-walkin' in ♪

♪ Cotton dress a-swishin' ♪

♪ Smoke is thick And the lights are dim ♪

♪ And she sure Got me wishin' ♪

♪ For a little bit of time ♪

♪ Out on that old Dance floor ♪

He does not need to see your ID.

♪ If she gives me Half a chance at romance ♪

♪ I'm gonna Dance her home... ♪

[Monae] Ah, come on, now.

[Margo] Four tequila shots, por favor.

Hey, Casey. [laughs]

Um, can I get a soda water with lime, please?

All right. Keep the tab open.

Yoo-hoo! [laughs]

[Monae] Oh, come to Mama.

Gonna be a lot more of this. Yoo!

- Body shot? - Body shot.

- Whoo! - Body shots!

[Monae] Did I hear body shots?

OK, you may not drink, but you ain't

getting out of body shots.

- [chuckles] - Come on, sit down.

- OK. - OK.

Get ready.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

Whoo-whee!

I feel like dancing.

Yoo-hoo!

- Come on, let's do it! - Yeah!

Come on, girls! Whoo!

[Cody Johnson] ♪ Man, this Feeling's comin' on strong ♪

[person] There they are.

[tense music plays]

♪ If she gives me Half a chance at romance ♪

♪ I'm gonna dance her home ♪

[shoes squeaking, players shouting]

Come on, Brad! Let's go!

[coach] Like we did in practice, Jamie.

- Drive! Drive! - [person] Whoa!

[cheers and applause]

[person] Let's go!

[player] Hey, get back, get back!

[indistinct chatter]

Heads up, Corey. Heads up, Corey.

Bring it up there. Bring it up there.

[Jill] Hi, Abby. Hi, Starr.

[chuckles]

Where's the reverend tonight?

Oh, Clint's got business at the church.

Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!

- Yeah! - Yes! Whoo!

[applause]

- Let's go! - [players shouting]

Whoo!

- Hey! - [Jill] Come on, Brad!

- Whoa, whoa. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Ooh! - [buzzer blares]

- Whoo! - [applause]

Whoo!

[coach] All right, hit the showers, boys.

Good scrimmage.

[Brad] You know I do that. [laughs] You like that?

- [Abby] Yeah. - [Brad] Yeah? Mm.

- Mm. You like that? - Aw, you did amazing, baby.

[laughs] Thanks, Mama.

Hey, Mrs. Thompson, how are you?

- Well, thank God. - [Abby] Mm.

Oh, great playing, Jamie.

- Thanks, Mrs. T. - [Abby] Good job, guys.

- Yeah, that was awesome. - It was.

- It was a good game. - Thank you, ma'am.

Oh, hey, Ms. Jill, did you want to come by our place

for some homemade banana pudding?

Abby made it from my memaw's recipe.

- Aw. - [Brad] OK.

That is so sweet, Starr.

And I'd love to blow my diet, but our friends are saving us

a table at Coyote Joe's, and I promised Brad and Jamie

that I would take them for ribs.

[Brad howls]

I guess I can't compete with ribs.

Aw, it's OK, baby. I'll see you tomorrow.

[Jill] OK, boys. Go on.

- OK. Bye-bye. - [Jill] Get changed.

- Bye. - [Brad] See you.

["T.R.O.U.B.L.E." playing]

♪ ♪

- Whoo! - Oh!

[singer] ♪ Well, I play guitar ♪

♪ From nine Till half past one ♪

♪ I'm just tryin' To make a livin' ♪

♪ Watching everybody else Havin' fun ♪

♪ Well, I don't miss much... ♪

[Margo] Yeehaw!

♪ ♪

♪ Mercy, look what just Walked through that door ♪

♪ Well, hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E... ♪

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

♪ I said Hey, good-L-double-O-K-I-N-G ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E... ♪

Hey.

- That your friend? - Uh, yup.

[person] Pretty good dancer there.

[Sophie] Mm-hmm.

Buy you a drink?

[singer] ♪ She did the best she could ♪

♪ To try to raise me right 'Cause Mama never told me... ♪

- [Margo] Everything OK? - Yeah.

Just another Friday night.

I'd love to buy y'all a drink.

We're good.

Hey, wait a minute.

Don't-- don't I know you from somewhere?

I don't think so.

Yeah, you-- you look like this gal Mandy I used to know.

[tense music plays]

Why don't you get the fuck outta here?

♪ ♪

Now.

♪ ♪

It was nice talking to you.

♪ ♪

- [Margo sighs] - You OK?

Can I get a shot, please?

Thank you.

[person] Whoo!

Whoo. Come on.

Oh, I don't know how to line dance.

Just do what I do.

Hey, excuse me, mind dancing with my girlfriend?

Oh!

- [singer] ♪ I said hey ♪ - [laughs] Whoo!

[singer] ♪ I said hey I said hey, I said hey ♪

[cheers and applause]

[Margo] That is how it's done!

- [Callie] That's my girl. - [Margo] Whoop, whoop, whoop.

[laughter]

I'm back.

- Hey. - Hi.

Oh.

How'd the game go, boys?

Oh, it was great, Mrs. Banks. We won.

We took care of business.

Well, congratulations.

Hey, you better go order some food before last call.

Last call? What-- what time is it?

[Margo] Well, it's almost midnight.

Oh, my God. OK.

- Shit. - [Jill] Come on, boys.

Come on, boys.

[Sophie] Shit, shit, shit, shit.

Ms. Banks.

[sighs]

[Jamie] Hey.

[Sophie] Hi.

You one of Ms. Margo's friends?

Yeah, I guess so. Mm-hmm.

Y'all friend-friends or... friends?

Sorry? What?

Never mind.

My name is Jamie.

Sophie.

- Nice to meet you. - Hi.

[inhales sharply] Oh, boy.

Everything all right, ma'am?

Um, no, not-- not really.

Um, I'm-- I'm in trouble with my husband.

You're a grown woman.

You can't get in trouble.

Mm, once you get to my age,

you'll learn that that's not true.

Mm.

And how old might that be?

I don't think you're supposed to ask a woman that question.

[Jamie] Well, I'll tell you how old I am.

I'm 18.

Good to know.

So listen, you ain't gonna get no Uber no time soon,

so why don't you let me give you a ride?

[laughter]

[Margo] Oh, hey.

What are you two chatting about?

I am trying to get an Uber.

- [laughs] An Uber? - [Sophie] Yeah.

Don't be silly. I'll give you a ride.

Wait, wait. You're my ride.

Monae can take you.

What?

Bye. Love you.

Margo.

Margo!

So... Jamie's cute, right?

Jamie's a teenager.

Doesn't mean he ain't cute.

[both chuckle]

How long has that car been following us?

[tense music plays]

[Sophie] Um, I don't know.

You think they're really following us?

Pass me my purse.

Um, are you OK?

What's-- what's wrong?

♪ ♪

Holy shit.

He's getting closer.

Who?

Probably the guy from the bar.

Why would the guy from the bar be following us?

Come on, buddy.

You got balls?

Show 'em.

♪ ♪

[horn honking]

Don't slow down! What? Oh, my God.

Margo, what the fuck is happening?

Come on, asshole. Come on.

He's gonna hit us!

[tires squealing] - [Margo] Ha!

- [Sophie] Holy shit! - [horn honking]

- [Margo] Whoo! - Dude!

What the fuck was that?

Nothing, just--

just some redneck out on the town is all, I guess.

Bullshit!

You just said that he was following us,

and you have a gun.

[sighs]

I just got a little spooked is all.

♪ ♪

I need a cigarette.

[crickets chirping]

[sighs]

I got this brother, Kyle.

Probably owes that guy money is all.

Guess who's the only one in the family with money?

Jesus.

It's happened before.

It'll happen again.

It's the price you pay for being the white sheep.

Sorry.

So what's your deal, Sophie?

- My deal? - Yeah.

I mean, I get not drinking and driving,

but you don't do either.

I had a car accident a few years ago.

Well, if it was an accident, it wasn't your fault.

I'd had a few drinks.

Anyways, so, um, Graham wanted me to quit drinking.

And, um, he always thought I was a shitty driver anyway.

So yeah, that's-- that's my deal.

So what I'm hearing is that Graham

doesn't want you to drink

and Graham doesn't want you to drive.

What do you want?

[pensive music plays]

♪ ♪

I don't know.

Well, I'll tell you my deal.

I believe in doing whatever the fuck I want.

[laughs] Because what else is there?

I mean, don't get me wrong.

I love God, and I love my husband.

But in this life,

what else is there, really?

[both laugh]

♪ ♪

I want you to drive this truck right now.

What?

I want you to do donuts in the parking lot.

- [laughs] No. What? - [Margo] Come on!

You know you want it.

I don't even know how to drive a stick shift.

[Margo] I'll teach you. It's easy.

Come on.

Live a little.

Come on, girl.

Fuck it.

Yes!

That's my girl.

Whoo-hoo!

[laughs] OK.

[sighs]

[exhales heavily]

You just need a little help.

♪ ♪

[Margo chuckles]

OK.

[Margo] Mm-hmm.

[sighs]

Oh, I see. [laughs]

Mm-hmm, there she is.

Oh, fuck, that's good.

[laughs] Now, listen.

I only got two rules, OK?

Trust me, and do everything I say.

Got that?

Yeah.

OK.

Now, put your foot on the brake and on the clutch.

[pedals creaking]

Turn the ignition.

[sighs] OK.

[engine turning over]

Now, put it in first.

OK.

Now, slowly lift your foot off the clutch,

and give it a little gas.

Nice and easy.

- Oh! - [tires screeching]

Whoa. [laughs]

- I'm sorry. - That's OK.

That's OK. Try it again.

All right? You got this.

- [chuckles] OK. - You got it.

- Ready? Foot down. - OK.

There you go. Turn the ignition.

[engine turning over]

- OK. - OK.

Nice and slow.

Lift the clutch. Give it a little gas.

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

There we go.

- There we go. - [Sophie] Oh!

- [Margo] OK. OK. - [Sophie] OK.

- Look, you're doing it. - I'm doing it.

You're doing it.

Give it a bit more gas.

Get brave.

Go, go, go, go!

Whoo!

Here we go!

[rock music plays]

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

We're doing donuts, baby!

Whoo!

♪ ♪

Thank you.

I needed that.

Oh, girl, I love you.

We're gonna have so much fun together.

[chuckles]

I love you too. [chuckles]

Night.

- Bye. - Bye, honey.

[door creaks]

I love you, baby.

[singer] ♪ 'Tis the summer of love ♪

♪ And I blossom ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ I'm the ground ♪

♪ And you're the sky ♪

♪ Here's looking at you ♪

♪ I'm a loser, I'm a liar ♪

♪ You make me... ♪

[Brad chuckles]

[singer] ♪ And a crier ♪

♪ How could... ♪

[sighs] How were the ribs?

All right.

Was she there?

♪ ♪

You gonna be like this all night?

♪ ♪

[sighs]

♪ ♪

I'm sorry, Brad.

[singer] ♪ Pull me down to you ♪

♪ I'm a loser... ♪

Hey, I was thinking you were right.

We already did it once,

so no reason not to do it again.

♪ ♪

Are you serious?

Yeah.

[singer] ♪ Any better... ♪

Take my purity ring.

♪ ♪

Abby Jackson, I love you.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

[sighs]

Brad?

[singer] ♪ I'm a loser When you turn away ♪

♪ I'm a liar when I say ♪

♪ It's OK ♪

♪ I'm a user when I can't ♪

♪ Say no ♪

♪ And I'm a crier When you go ♪

♪ I'm a loser when you ♪

♪ Turn away ♪

♪ I'm a liar When I say it's OK ♪

♪ I'm a user when I can't ♪

♪ Say no ♪

♪ And I'm a crier ♪

Yes.

[singer] ♪ When you go ♪

♪ I'm a loser, I'm a liar ♪

♪ You make me a user ♪

♪ And a crier ♪

♪ How could I prove my love ♪

Fuck.

[singer] ♪ Any better ♪

♪ Any better ♪

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

Don't mind me.

[Jed] Oh, hey, darling. How was your night?

It was fun, but I'm bushed.

- Good night, Daddy. - All right, baby.

[Margo] Night, girls.

[both] Good night.

[Margo] Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

[Graham inhales sharply]

You smell like whiskey.

Have you been drinking?

No.

Of course not.

No.

[dramatic music plays]

Go to sleep, Graham.

♪ ♪

- [tense music plays] - [grunting]

♪ ♪

[crying]

♪ ♪

[gunshot]

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪