All language subtitles for Shameless (US) S07E11 Happily Ever After

Ah, man, you missed
shameless last week?

That was the one
where we were all naked.

And having sex.

With each other.

Why did you come back?

Haven't you ruined my life
enough already?

I am dying, frank.

It's okay.
I have a plan.

I bought a small business.

You have any tips
for first-time owners?

Yeah. Don't do it.

Made a profit yesterday,
32¢.

Big news.

Attention residents!

You have no legal right
to keep franny from her mom!

So give us the fucking baby!

Lana, what's going on?

I am new owner of alibi.

To being a family again!
Hoorah!

I wanted to ask if it would
be okay if I worked here.

I need somebody to run
my fluff and fold service.

I miss being around people with
minds like professor youens.

And professor runyon.

Stay away from me.

Don't make this any uglier
than you already have.

We admire the efforts
that you have made

to get your drinking
under control.

But we stand by your expulsion.

You're drunk.

You gonna
give me shit now?

I already have one
out of control addict

in my life.

I don't need two.

I've had a hell of a day.

We haven't really
spoken in weeks.

You're busy, no time
for me and my shit.

- Ian Gallagher?
- Yeah?

Mikhailo aleksandr milkovich
escaped last night.

Mickey?

♪ Rock music ♪

♪ think of all
the luck you got ♪

♪ know that
it's not for naught ♪

♪ you were beaming
once before ♪

♪ but it's not like that
anymore ♪

♪ what is this downside ♪

♪ that you speak of? ♪

♪ What is this feeling ♪

♪ you're so sure of? ♪

♪ Round up
the friends you got ♪

♪ know that
they're not for naught ♪

♪ you were willing
once before ♪

♪ but it's not like that
anymore ♪

♪ what is this downside ♪

♪ that you speak of? ♪

♪ What is this feeling ♪

♪ you're so sure of? ♪

That time already?

It's orientation week

for a new group of teens
at the youth center.

Gonna have a bunch of
15-year-olds crushing on you.

Wears off after a week.

Hey, you still tired?

Feel like I was
in a bar fight.

You were pretty restless
last night.

Cops are out
looking for your ex?

Definitely caught me off guard.

Escaping from prison,
that's-that's pretty wild.

Do you think he'd, um,

try to reach you?

I'm not getting involved
in his shit.

I'm not.

All right, Mickey's...

...fucking nuts.

Cool.

I'll catch you for dinner later?

Hope so.

♪ Rock music ♪

Bye.

You all done?

Hey, Chad,
what's going on?

Go get your book bag.

Do you know what she wants?

No, no, it's no problem.

I'll be at patsy's
in about 30 minutes.

Yeah. That's fine.
Thank you.

Come on.

Liam, come on!

Gonna be late for school!

I'm on cpt.

What?

Colored people's time.

Let me guess.
Frank?

♪ Pensive rock music ♪

♪ how many times
does it take ♪

♪ to hear the phone? ♪

♪ To hear the phone? ♪

♪ How many times
does it take ♪

♪ to hear the phone? ♪

♪ To hear the phone? ♪

Hey, man,
are we on the north side?

Fuck me.

Hey, baby.

Oh, your breath
smells like pop tarts.

What's for breakfast?
I'm starving.

Coffee smells great.

If you are going to be
staying here temporarily,

we need to
go over the rules.

Oh, grandma's little
cabbage patch.

First thing's first,

there will be no drugs
or alcohol in this house.

Dcfs is going to make
unannounced visits,

so nobody handles franny
who is not sober.

Mostly sober.

No exceptions.

Curfew is 11 P.M.
which is also bedtime.

No sex in the apartment.

Anybody who eats
the groceries

needs to chip in
on the groceries.

You know,
it seemed like just yesterday

you were at the homeless shelter
begging for my help.

And now, you scammed your way
into your own home.

I won't say I'm not proud
of your ingenuity,

but you might want
to ease back

on the Stalin-style home care.

It's not a scam, frank.

Neil and I are in love.

And he's brain-injured,
not deaf.

Aren't they cute?

Neil reminds me
of that pet hamster

Debbie had as a kid.

The one you killed
in the bathtub.

You remember that, frank?

Yeah...that...
It was a total accident.

I was told hamsters could swim.

Mm.

Debbie's in love.

Love is not
supposed to be cute.

Love is raw

and destructive.

Love is you almost
stabbing me in the heart

with an ice-pick when
we were having an argument.

That's the kind of passion
you can't fake.

Well, Neil and I
don't need passion.

Come on, franny,

let's go give daddy a bath
before mommy has to go to work.

Bye, franny.

Bye, Deb.

Our thrills
don't have to end.

You goddamn right
they don't.

You and me,
we are immortal.

So I want to show you
my plan.

I want to see your plan.

Hey.

Aww, honey.

Whoa.

You look like shit.

Looking like a chip off
the old block there, son.

Did you go on a bender alone?

Fuck off, huh?

Booze bums you out.

Change chemicals.

All right, well, next time we'll
all get shitfaced together.

I'd rather drink my own piss.

Try a speedball after a bender.

Next day, you'll be moving
like a pro.

Come on, Frankie,

follow me.

Come on.

A stash?

Wrong.

Ta-da.

I was kind of hoping
for cocaine.

Oh, we're gonna get all
the cocaine we want with these.

We're gonna sell 'em?

No, we're gonna use 'em.

Frank, I want
to write a will...

I don't have anything solid
to leave the kids.

Those kids don't need
an inheritance.

It'll ruin 'em.

Look, I lifted this
from my old dealer, Eric.

He had a plan to Rob
a police evidence room

and get off with the drugs
and the cash.

How much cash?

Eh, those places hold
like 75 to 100 grand.

If we get off with half,
we're golden, Frankie.

Wouldn't it be great
to be outlaws together again?

We could just
get wasted together again.

No, remember all the thrills
we had when we were kids?

When I used to lure guys
into the hotel

and lock the bathroom door
so we could run off

with their wallets and drugs?

Sweet bird of youth.

Yes.

Look, I want to leave
each kid

five grand so they can get
a good start in life.

Will you help me
make amends, Frankie?

- Want some?
- Yeah.

Ohh, thank you.

That's the fifth time
she's called this morning.

Let her bake.

I'm pissed.

And I still really
don't understand what happened.

Deed, business license,
liquor license,

bill of sale,
all with our signatures on it.

That looks just like
my handwriting.

Because it is.
Mine too.

How does Svetlana own
our bar and our girls?

Not our girls,
just our bar.

She told us we were
signing adoption forms

but really it was papers making
her the owner of the alibi.

- So we still own our girls?
- Yes.

- And she still owns her kid?
- Yes.

- Who owns the titty Van again?
- Still ours.

So technically,
she just owns the alibi?

- Correct.
- Fuck her.

Her name is still
on our bank accounts.

Bitch might be cleaning us out.
We gotta close 'em.

Can we get her arrested
for stealing?

What do we tell the cops
when they see

our signatures on the forms?

That we're idiots?

All right, I hate to tell you
I told you so

'cause I know
you're heartbroken, but this

just proves that I was right
about her without saying it.

You just did say it.

I worked at that bar
my whole life.

So now what?

What, Svetlana's our boss?

Do we still get paychecks?

The bar checking account
is in her name.

We need to get
her ass down here.

I got questions.

Oh, she can keep her

lying Russian ass over that bar.

I don't want her
back in this house.

Then we'll go to the alibi.

I want to stab
her fucking heart out.

Right.
I'll go alone.

Hi.

Chad said
you wanted to see me?

Yeah, sit down.

Order up!

Everything okay?

Morning, boss,
and, boss.

Coffee?

Uh, no, thanks.
You can top her off though.

Hmm.

You bought Wendell's wash n dry.

How's it going for you?

Why, it's really
starting to pick up,

but-but I'm able to balance it
with my job here at patsy's.

Relax, Gallagher,
I'm not firing you.

I want to buy you out
of that lease.

What?

Y-You want to buy Wendell's?

I own the building.

And I'm absorbing all
the outstanding leases.

I just bought it.

And I will give you
80,000 for it.

Just to take it off
your hands.

'Cause public records show
that's what you paid for it.

Yeah, I-I mean,
put a lot of money

into turning it around.

And I promised the woman
that I bought it from

that she could keep living
in her place upstairs.

She's been there since the '60s.

Ninety-thousand.

Well, I really appreciate
this offer...

And you don't have
to answer today.

Tomorrow will be fine.

So, uh, I will see you

here tomorrow at,
shall we say,

nine o'clock?

It's $10,000 profit.

And that will save you the grief
from having to run that dump.

"Dump"?

Ow.

Dude, what the fuck?

Miss me?

Mickey.

Where are you?

Meet me at the
south shore docks in an hour.

Drop the phone in a sewer.

We figured it out.

The adoption papers thing?

- Pretty tricky stuff.
- Hmm.

And I slept in shit room
upstairs like you asked.

Now can we be a thrupple again?

Uh, pretty sure that's a no

since you betrayed us
and stole our bar.

It is not betrayal.

I am superior manager
at alibi.

It should be in my name,
not yours.

This is not news.

Oh, yeah?

Then why'd you do it
behind our backs?

It's simple.
You would try to stop me.

Good point.
Still shitty.

The way you run bar,
we are bankrupt in six months.

You are big, lovable poppa,
but you are stupid manager.

I save us.

Now we have money
for our family.

Well, we want it back.
And I'm not stupid.

You didn't know
the difference between

adoption papers
and sales documents.

Wordy stuff confuses me,
and it's not the same.

And taking our bar is way worse
than being stupid.

It's cunty.

Overdraft charges
on many checks,

penalties for late taxes,
no insurance,

distributors overcharging
for alcohol?

Stupid.

V was in love with you.

And nobody
breaks her heart but me.

Except I don't break her heart.

So that leaves nobody.

Taking the bar
is not about love.

You tell v to stay in thrupple,
everything is fine.

I handle money.
Family remains safe.

And what if we don't
stay in the thrupple?

Eh, this is not better option.

And now there's no deed.

This is only a copy.

I filed paperwork
with county clerk and IRS.

Damn it.

Big poppa...

Don't call me that.
It's creepy now.

Nothing has to change.

You still work for me at alibi.

I still love v.
I still fuck you.

Do not ruin life
for one small thing.

Hey.

She's about to nap for an hour,
so what can I tackle?

You think this place
still looks like a dump?

I could maybe hang up
a few posters or something.

But I was only planning
to do laundry.

Nah, just
help me fold this stuff.

I gotta take food up to etta.

Yeah, sure.

You talking to Monica yet?

No way.

I stay clear of disasters.

Her and frank are
staying with me for a bit.

Getting crowded.

You still marrying Neil
even though you got franny back?

Why wouldn't I?
We're in love.

And please don't call it a scam
like frank and Monica.

No, of course not.

This where
we drop off our duds?

Yeah, just on the scale.

Like a donut?

Complimentary.

Our happy hour wash
starts today.

There's a dj,
comes in at 5 P.M.

You can pick up
your load while listening

to hip-hop and house music.

It's just a laundromat, right?

Kay, 18 pounds

at 75¢ a pound,
that will be $13.50, please.

Here you go.

Have a good day.

Hey, uh,

you overcharged her.
It's 50¢ a pound.

Sign's in the window.

I took that sign down.

50¢ a pound is low.

As long as it's under a dollar,

nobody really does the math

and we increase profits
by 50%.

Smart.

Glad you're working for me,
not the competition.

Your dude looks like hell.

Not my dude.

Shit!

Ow, fff-fuck!

Hey, o, we got a first aid kit
or something over here?

Behind you on the wall.

Thanks.

Oh.

Sss-shit!

Thank you.

Rough night?

That's a massive
understatement.

You, uh, you got anything?

You got any Adderall or weed?

Um...

...let me check my purse.

Thanks.

Dude's barely hanging on.

Should we say something?

I can't.

Uh, but his sister
should probably know.

Morning, etta.
You hungry?

Got your favorite donuts
from patsy's.

Ate breakfast already.

No.
Remember what I said?

No more cat food.

Look, you got to get
your breakfast from the fridge

or from the cabinet
from now on.

Food is food.

You know, it's the third time
those cops

drove down this block.

Some fuckery's going on.

Must be the Italians.

Think they're looking
for Mickey milkovich.

He escaped from prison.

You remember him,
from the neighborhood?

Milkoviches?

I think one of 'em
robbed us in '88.

You know, I'm hungry.

What's for breakfast?

We're gonna be playing
hip-hop and house music

at the mat tonight, so remember
to wear your earplugs.

You wear your earplugs.

I'm coming to the party.

Gets pretty busy
after 7 P.M.

Me and Wendell
used to throw parties.

Oh, howlin' wolf

once ate dinner
right at our dining table.

He was the blues fella
with the deep voice.

Well, it's not gonna be
blues music,

but you're more than welcome
to come down.

I'll make sure nobody sits
in your chair.

Oh, and if the cops
pick up the milkoviches,

tell 'em we want our VCR back.

Will do.

Evidence room's 203.

Isn't that kind of...

...right in the middle

of the police station?

Okay.
Matches.

- Yeah.
- Fireworks.

Partner creates a distraction

by stripping naked
in the hallway

and setting his clothes on fire.

Then when the guard
leaves his station,

the other one slips in.

This plan feels
a little sketchy.

Which one of us
is gonna streak?

You?

You're faster.

But you look better naked.

A'ight, we'll
flip a coin inside.

Thank you.

I'm gonna need two hits
for this.

Ah!

Ready, Clyde?

Let's roll, Bonnie.

Am I happy to see you
today, Gallagher.

I need a break
from those rookies.

Been a long night of training
a bunch of uninspired dipshits.

You good?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Crazy morning.

You, uh, working a double?

Paying for my daughter's
senior year.

Fuck prom.

I'm recommending you
to train next time.

You could do these
in your sleep, plus, it'll look

really good on your record
if you ever want to advance.

Cool, thanks.

Oh, okay.

Let's ride.

I'm not feeling good.

Are you fucking shitting me?

You're sick?

- Think I'm gonna puke.
- Just go.

Go.

You owe me, Gallagher.

♪ Funky rock music ♪

Okay, so the drugs
are in that mailbox.

The cash is in that room.
Yes?

- Nice and clear.
- Yeah.

Who gets naked?

Uh, heads or tails?

Heads.

Son of a...

- I...
- Okay, listen.

So when you light the fire,

I'm gonna taser the guard,

then I'm gonna run in,
grab the cash.

I'll drop the stacks
out the window.

You grab 'em

and then run to the El.

I'm still not
high enough for this.

- No, no, I got ya, I got ya.
- Okay. Okay.

Ah.

All right.

Yes.

Move those feet, bitch!

- Now, walk!
- Shit. No-no-no-no.

- Those guys look agitated.
- Yeah.

Eric didn't say anything
about a SWAT team.

- Did Eric use his own product?
- Yeah.

Hey!

Yes, sir?

Where the fuck are your clothes?

I...um...
I was robbed, sir.

- You were robbed?
- They forced me to strip.

- Yeah.
- Wh-where might I report that?

Level one.

- Level one!
- Level one, thank you, sir!

♪ Rock music ♪

You with Mickey?

Hey!
Back the fuck up, man!

- Get his head!
- Hey! Get off!

What the fuck?

♪ Now you see me ♪

♪ I know you're mine ♪

Oh, no.

Hey there.
Where are the girls?

Taking a nap while
I do some housecleaning.

I want every trace
of her out of here.

Well, we could just pack
her stuff up and take it to her.

Or throw it out the window.
That's cool too.

How'd it go at the bar?

Is she dead yet?

Svetlana wants us
to keep being a thrupple

and work for her
at the alibi.

I'd rather starve than
work for that two-faced whore.

She called me stupid.

Am I stupid?

Fuck her.
You're a sweetheart.

Doesn't really answer
my question.

Kev, she's a backstabbing liar

who made us both idiots.

What are we gonna do
for paychecks now?

I mean, can we
collect unemployment?

Hey, that looks like
my t-shirt.

And-and-and that's my elephant!

V, are you even pulling
from the right drawer?

Where the matches?

On the table right there.

Wait, why?

Lighter fluid?
Downstairs.

Hey.
Where is he?

Barely functioning.

Hey.

What's going on?

Nothing.
What's with you?

You wasted?
On the clock?

What, Sierra tell you something?

No.

What are you,
my babysitter now?

Are you?

I came in a little hungover.
I've got it under control.

Go home before
I have to fire you.

Oh, yeah?
Fire me for what, huh?

For not wiping the bread crumbs
out of the booths well enough

or for not cleaning
the bacon grease off the grill

with expert fucking detail?

You want to piss away
every single chance

that comes your way,
including this job,

that's your business.

But don't drag me into it.

Go home and sleep it off.

You're done here today.

Ah, you can dock my pay
or you can fire me.

Huh?
You're the boss, big sis.

Yes!
Check cashing hole

ought to be good
for some cash.

Couple of security cameras.

It's perfect!

We gotta wait
until the place clears.

You sure these aren't loaded?

Yeah, I filled 'em
with rock salt.

Rock salt?

Oh, god! Yeah!

Frankie,
it's like old times.

Motherfucker!

Fuck you!

I'll fucking...
Fucking kill you.

The fuck is with the blindfold?

The fuck's with you
being late, bitch?

You like the high school
bleachers?

Our spot, man.

Went all official on me?

EMT.

I came from work.

Mmm.

You look good.

Not much else to do in there
but work out.

So what now?

Laying low
with my cellmate Damon.

Mexican banger
hit man motherfucker.

Cops come talking to you?

Think I'd snitch?

Look, i'm, um...

...I'm getting some new ids,
some cash,

and heading to Mexico.

Wow.

You should come.

Come with you to Mexico?

Thought a lot
about you inside.

You're under my skin, man.
The fuck can I do?

Hmm?

Can I do?

Think about it.

How am I gonna find you?

Look up.

Hand over the cash

and give us whatever's left
in the safe!

With a little more haste, honey!

Or what?
You gonna shoot me?

Oh, what, it's bulletproof?

I'm insulted!

This is nothing
but a window condom

between you and the people
of this community.

You trying to Rob us?

You're the ones who are
jacking up the fees

on the minimum wage guys

just so they can access
their own money!

That's a lot more criminal
than what we're doing!

Frank.

Look, everybody gets robbed
sooner or later.

It's the only way
to balance out the economy.

- Frank!
- Come on, be a team player,

go raw,
and just fork over the cash!

Craig!

Some old-ass junkies
trying to hit us again.

♪ Dramatic rock music ♪

Which one of y'all
wanna cash a check?

Uh, let's go.

No, no-no-no.

What...uh...this is a...

Pull, pull, pull it, pull!

Oh, shit, go!
Go! Go!

Hi.
How wasted was lip?

Very.

Should we be worried?

Yeah.
We should.

Wow!

This place really
turned around, huh?

You can hardly tell
it was a shithole.

Thanks?
How are things at home?

Oh, v might be literally burning
the house down as we speak.

What?

Svetlana made us sign
some phony adoption papers

and now she owns the alibi.

She took your bar?

V's on a rampage.

She wants to burn
all of her clothes.

And frankly, I'm afraid
of my own wife right now.

Svetlana stole your bar?

She's like
a sexy Russian ninja.

It blows 'cause
we're either out of a job

or we have to work for her.

Or we could sue her
but we can't afford a lawyer.

And that oj lawyer guy's
already dead.

That is so fucked.

You should call
my divorce attorney,

the guy that got me out
of the marriage with Gus.

He's a shark.

Oh, also,

I know you and v
still kind of hate each other,

but she seriously misses you.

Do you think you can
talk to her

before she kills Svetlana?

Or me?

Uhh...
I gotta handle something.

Can you, uh,
can you talk more later?

Yeah-yeah, sure, can you
just text me that lawyer's info?

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

Well, the outside
perimeter is 30x24.

So I'll have them
send an estimate

as soon as they're done.

Hey.
What's going on?

Margo thinks you're
fucking with her,

trying to raise the bid.

I'm not,
I just don't want to sell.

You got a lot of folks
throwing 90 grand at you?

It's not about the money.

I-I mean, I-I fixed
this place up myself.

I could have jumped ship
right after I bought it

and I didn't.

It's important to me.

And to all the people in this
neighborhood who come here.

How much did you spend
on repairs?

About 8,000.

So counter margo
at a hundred grand

and get ten gs in profits.

But I wouldn't push it
further than that.

A hundred grand?

Yeah, she'll probably
go that high.

But she's got a lot
of irons in the fire, so...

...she might walk
if you don't move fast.

Ma'am?

- Everything okay here?
- Peachy.

Happen to notice the fire
in your front yard?

Husband piss you off?

Wife.

Wife?

Clothes are good and singed.

- Just put it out, okay?
- Yep.

And if you see any suspicious
activity in the neighborhood,

be sure to report it.

We have reason to believe
there's a couple of

escaped convicts in the area.

Let's go.

I was a shit mom, Frankie.

And a shit wife,
and I know that.

You're my wild card.

No game's worth playing
without one.

You always make room
for me to crawl back in,

but not the kids.

Because they're
fucking ingrates.

You're a great mom.

No.

I'm crazy.

I know that
and I can't fix it.

But leaving them the money
is something.

We gotta make another plan.

Sweet destiny,

what have we here?

A casino bus.

I think I know
our next target.

Yes! Yes!

Hey?
Burgers.

From that new shake shack.

You, uh, you got time
for a bite?

Ah, I'm the middle
of work shit.

I have to find placement
for two of my teens

before the morning.
Homeless shelter's overbooked.

Oh, sounds pretty hectic.

Yeah, like epic level.

Gia got kicked out for
pulling a knife on some chick

that she swears was
stealing her bras from the wash.

It's...

I'm letting her
crash at my place

for a couple of nights until
we get her situated.

Fucking crazy day.

I bet mine was crazier.

Oh, hold on one second.

Hey, Dina, what's up?

No-no-no-no, uh,
tell 'em to keep a slot open.

I-I'll bring her over
right now.

Okay.
Yeah, bye.

You gotta bounce?

Yeah, there's an opening
at project fierce

for one of my kids.
It's a buzzer beater.

Uh, do you mind if I
take this to go, or...?

Yeah-yeah-yeah, sure.

But, hey, I'm gonna
call you later because

I want to hear about
your crazy day.

Denise Wright?

Washer number seven.

Couple of old guys
over there

complaining about
the loud music.

Might need to start
a senior wash.

We've only made a profit so far

of-of 20 bucks
at the mat tonight.

How is that possible?

Couple more weeks like this
and you're cash.

You stressed 'cause
of that margo lady?

Well, I'm thinking
about her offer.

What about etta?

Well, I didn't say
I was taking it,

but i'm-I'm trying to think
of good reasons not to.

'Cause we're south siders
and we don't sell out.

'Cause your sister's
making really good tips.

Forty bucks.

Go right up.

You...okay.

- I-I...
- What?

- Hold me up, hold me up.
- Okay.

- I...no, wait.
- Hold on, what are you doing?

- I can't...
- Oh, you're...

No, I got it.
I got it.

Oh, no, this is the first one.

Okay, and then...

Shit.

We're locked out.

The f...

Shh.

The fuck?

We can't...

Where we gonna sleep?

There's gotta be
another way in.

♪ Bluesy rock music ♪

Shh!
Yeah.

All right.

Ahh.

Careful.

I know.

- Yes!
- Yeah!

Well done.

Wait. Oh!

Ow!

- Here.
- Yes. Okay.

Oh.
Yes.

Hey, what do you think
you're doing, frank?

- I...
- No, wait!

I told you
there's a curfew.

- Yeah, but wait...
- We-we lost track of time.

You're already on thin ice
bringing frank around here.

- Oh, my god.
- You can't separate

frank and Monica.
We're Lucy and desi,

Barack and Michelle,
Sonny and Cher.

I only know who, like,
two of those people are.

What time is it?

It's, uh,
around midnight.

You doing homework?

Yeah.

I was trying to calculate
how long it would take me

to make a profit
of $10,000 at the mat.

After I got past three years,

I think my brain shut off.

That long?

Yeah.

What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

You ever, uh,

think about what
would have happened

if you ran off
with Jimmy-Steve?

Lying sociopath Jimmy-Steve?

My life would be a...

...non-stop psycho thriller.

And I definitely dodged
a bullet with that one.

What if nothing ever gives you
that same thrill again?

Will you still feel like
you dodged a bullet?

I don't know.

Probably.

Where's this coming from?

Things have been weird
between me and trev

since Mickey got out.

You mean since Mickey
busted out of prison

and has got half
the Chicago police department

circling the south side
looking for him?

Can't get him
out of my head.

I'm just trying
to stop myself

from doing something
I shouldn't.

You turned your life around.

Mickey would set a match
to it.

You've done really great
without him.

And I'm really
fucking proud of you.

I'm gonna see if
I can get

a few hours in an actual bed.

Yeah.

- Night.
- Good night.

Knew you'd come.

Knew you'd come.

Come here.

The fuck?

What, you think my life
hasn't moved on

since you were locked up,
Mickey?

No, I just thought
that you'd be down for me

since the whole reason
I did time was going after

the bitch who tried
to ruin you.

I'm not pissing away
my life...

Stop.

Fuck!

I have my shit together, Mick!

And I-I have
a-a fucking boyfriend!

Boyfriend?

Okay.

What you doing here then?

Hmm?

Tell me good-bye.

What?

Fuck.

Oh, no.

Oh...
Hey.

Fuck.

Ah, fuck.

Lip?

Hey.

Helene.

You broke into my home?

What?

Are you insane?

You can't be here.

Jesus, lip.

You've got to move on.

Please.

Get some help.

♪ Somber rock music ♪

What's up? It's Trevor.
Leave me a message.

Make it good.

Hey, uh,

sorry I missed you.

Text me if you want
to hook up later.

I miss you.

Bye.

Hey.

Hey.

- I gotta go.
- The fuck?

Back to work and shit.

I gonna see you again?

Ahh.

And him a brain.

Why, you're nothing
but a great big coward.

- Hey, buddy.
- Huh?

Debs leave you here while
she went to work all day?

Why do you smell
like death and beer?

Scare myself.

It's called "living," son.

Maybe Neil would like
to live a little too?

Want to?

Could be some weed

and ice cream in it for ya.

Debbie doesn't let me have
ice cream because of lactose.

What kind of a woman
denies her man lactose?

You just
don't need to tell her.

Why don't you
come along with us?

Cool.

We're on our way
to see the wizard now.

A hundred grand's a lot of money
for that dump.

Twenty-five percent profit
in 60 days.

Are you really gonna
walk away from that?

What's the obstacle here,
Gallagher?

I promised etta tesdale
a place to live

if she sold me her lease.

Who?

The old lady that I bought
the laundromat from.

She's got her cats.

She sits in her chair
every day.

Where's she gonna go?

Well, you can take her cats
and her chair

and put her
in assisted living.

She probably won't even know
the difference.

They get to play lots of bingo.
They love that.

I'm starting to turn a profit.

My family works there.

People in the neighborhood
depend on it.

Why should I sell
if I'm doing well?

You're smarter than you look.

All right, name your price.
Hundred and twenty?

I-I just don't think
that my conscience

will allow me to sell.

You've been doing your research,
huh?

I'm redeveloping
the whole block.

So I will give you
160,000,

which is double
what you paid for that lease.

It is that or I will go
redevelop another shitty block.

And there are plenty of those
left around here.

So this offer expires
at the end of the day.

Okay.

As soon as he starts his engine,
we make our move.

Son, dive down low,
at an angle,

so you...You don't
get run over, okay?

If you scrape your face
or bleed,

that would be great.

Okay.

- Go.
- Yes.

- Ah!
- Oh, my god.

- Ah!
- What was that?

Just hit that kid
in the wheelchair.

- Oh, oh, oh, jeez. I'm sorry!
- Ah!

I swear I didn't see you.
You-you came out of nowhere.

- Ah! It hurts all over!
- Oh, my god.

- Okay, okay, you're...
- Ow!

It's time to turn over
that betting money,

gals and guys!

So your wife's wife
stole your bar?

And she forged your signature
on the licensing documents?

Well, we actually
signed them ourselves.

All I hear is forged.

All we say is forged.
Got it?

Uh, yeah, r-right, yeah.

She's also
a Russian sex worker

which you married
under duress

because she threatened

the safety of your family

if you didn't help her
get her green card.

I'm supposed to say "right,"
right?

Yes, you catch on fast.

Smart guy.

Thank you so much
for saying that.

You're welcome.

And she also created a condition
of sexual harassment

in your workplace.

Well, we both screwed her,

but I wanted to stop
way before my wife did.

Pressured for sex.

Excellent.

Yeah, so we got any shot
about getting our bar back?

We do.
I'm going to have to

see the marriage license,

- documentation of the bar...
- Mm-hmm.

...list of joint accounts.

You pay me my retainer fee,

and we'll get started
on the lawsuit immediately.

And when we're finished
with her,

she'll be begging putin
for reinstatement.

Um, what is a retainer fee?

It's cash you pay up-front

to motivate my tireless work
on your behalf.

How much is that again?

It's two grand.

♪ Lively rock music ♪

Put it in!
Put it in there!

Come on!
Hurry up!

No, you can't hide that!
Give it to me!

Hurry up!
The whole wallet!

- Scum!
- Oh, you were just gonna blow

your pension
at the slot machines!

Put it in!

Come on!
The whole wallet!

Get the meds!

- What?
- The meds!

- God!
- Come on, come on, come on.

- Okay, thank you. Thank you.
- Come on.

Okay, thanks.
Shit!

- Put it in.
- Okay.

I got it.
I got it.

Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, shit,
oh, shit.

Hey! No!

No! No! No! No!

Puttin' it into overdrive, pal.

Slamming crowd today.

Happy hour wash
is my new jam.

Thanks for spinning, Ariel.

Well, thanks for reminding folks
to tip the dj.

Hey, Sandy.

Hey.

Look what I found.

What's that?

Eh, tip the dj
a quarter

to play the howlin' wolf
record.

Aww, etta, the...

The happy hour wash
is already over.

Yeah, the dj just left.

I-I missed the party?

I didn't get to dance
to my favorite song.

Is-is there another one
tomorrow?

Howlin' wolf, right?

Uh-huh.

You still wanna dance?

Okay, Sandy, but don't you
step on my toes this time.

♪ I got to leave you ♪

♪ I've got to leave you ♪

- Oh.
- There you go.

♪ I got to go away ♪

Wow.

Come here.

Oh.

♪ I got to leave you ♪

♪ I got to leave you ♪

♪ I got to go away ♪

♪ Take care of yourself
darlin' ♪

♪ I'll be back someday ♪

Yes!

Where have you been
with Neil?

He was our little helper.

I threw myself in front of a
moving bus so they could Rob it.

What?

It sounds worse
than it actually was.

You tried to cripple
my fiancé?

Well, I think he
kind of took care of that

a couple years ago.

It was for a great cause.

He was a natural.

- Neil is my future husband!
- I know.

I don't care what
it looks like to you.

He is good to me.

He does whatever I say.

He is sweeter and kinder

than either of you
have ever been.

And I love him, so stop treating
him like a hamster on wheels!

You're right.
You're right. You're right.

He deserves a fair cut
for his efforts.

- Here you go, Neil.
- Yeah.

- One-hundred dollars.
- How much was your cut?

Well, Neil wasn't exactly
the brains of the operation...

- Five hundred.
- What?

If you're offering 100, you
probably made at least 1,000.

- I resent that accusation.
- No.

Just give it to her, Frankie.

- Fuck...
- Yeah.

Thanks.
Now get out.

- What?
- Deb!

Now.

You're evicting your tenants
after they pay?

Now.

What are you,
a slumlord in training?

- Jeez.
- Stop pushing!

All right!

- Jesus!
- Deb!

♪ Ambient music ♪

Hey, you coming or not,
Gallagher?

I'll be at the spot.

Just a minute!

I know things have
been weird between us,

but I really need to talk.

Me too.

You wanna go first?

I fucked up
and lost the alibi.

I heard.

You?

I cashed in on the mat
for a shitload,

but I sold out etta
and I'm putting her

in assisted living
against her wishes.

I forced kev to screw
a pathological liar

who cleaned us out.

I took a job away from
my single-mother baby sister.

We're assholes.

Completely.

I know it makes me wack,

but I was really
in love with her, fi.

Now my heart is broken
and I feel like a fool.

She didn't deserve you.

You still ended up
in a great relationship.

You got kev.

So you won.

It sucked not being able
to talk to you.

Hmm.

How about we agree
never to be

self-absorbed cunts
to each other ever again?

Coming in, buddy?

Yeah.

This good-bye?

♪ Upbeat rock music ♪

Let's ride.

♪ Black boots, black jeans,
black beard ♪

♪ walking down the street
in the morning air ♪

♪ then I lit up a cigarette
and put my headphones on ♪

♪ and I listened to
Van etten sing ♪

♪ you gotta give out, give up,
give out, give up ♪

♪ give out, give up, give in,
give out, give up, give in ♪

♪ give in ♪

♪ give... ♪