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Okay, who's hungry?

The little ones first. Whoa, boy.

You understand me?!

Mornin' you.

Mwah!

Hey.

Do you...wanna meet your great great great--

Meemaw?

You know she's gonna turn 100 this summer.

That isn't true.

She is so old, she was born before TV.

No one was born before TV.

Mm-hmm, before cars. Before horses.

Maybe even before the trees themselves.

You wanna ask her yourself?

Really?

I was aimin' for it to be a surprise.

You and I have never taken a trip together.

So, we'll get the bus in Cordia and we'll zip on over to Joplin,

and then we'll catch a Greyhound to Minnesota from there.

How long does the bus take to get to Minnesota from here?

I don't know, nearly 14 hours. Maybe longer.

Everything just takes longer on the bus.

But, it is past time that you met your up north people.

What about Dad?

Do you think anything can happen in this house that

he doesn't already know about?

- Don't have to pack? - Already done.

I packed for both of us. So, come on!

Let's get a hurry up shoes!

- What about your garden? - Don't you worry about it.

Mother Earth has a way of takin' care of her own kind.

So let's get to gettin'!

Connor, you the reinforcements?

Impartial observer.

Where you off to, Bloom? Hm?

You can't take him. That's my boy.

I'm doing things my way now.

Jack doesn't have to go anywhere he doesn't already wanna go.

Oh my god, I am sick to death of

your hippy-dippy tree-huggin' bullshit.

Well, you-- you wanna take him up

to meet the rest of your fucked-up family?

No, absolutely not. He's staying here with me.

You wanna go? Go right ahead.

But I thought I got you away from that goddamn nonsense.

-Obviously my first mistake.

Oh, Bloom. Jack is never gonna become a man--

Oh, you are some kind of man?

With all the separatist survival bullshit?

You are nothing but a two-bit terrorist.

Did you hear her?

- Mm-hmm. - Fucking terrorist?

Oh, I get it! I get it!

This is the part where you call me a Nazi again.

Get out of my way.

Go ahead, Bloom. You just keep pushing me.

Keep it up, 'cuz I'm all the way done takin' it, you hear me?

What do we have here? What?

- I didn't do any-- -I was halfway to Wichita

when I realized I didn't have this.

That's why I turned around. - That is a lie.

You planted it along with that fuckin' bottle.

Well played!

Come on, save it for Rudy Spaulding.

The chief is waitin' for you!

I'm makin' a citizen's arrest, you hear me?

-Dad. - Huh?

Hey!

You better stay out of this, kid.

Honey, don't. It's okay.

- Come on. -Beth.

Beth, you see to it that Jack is taken care of.

Don't leave him alone and I will be back soon!

I will get a lawyer and I'm gonna give--

-Who the fuck do you think they're gonna listen to?!

You? A fuckin' drunk with an arrest record

and a history of mental illness?

Or me, a decorated former Marine, huh?

You come now, Jack.

We're gonna get your mom the help she needs.

-You know how this goes, sweetie.

This ain't the first time nor the last.

You've got to wait out the storm.

Your mom's tough. It ain't no thing to her.

I haven't seen her touch a bottle in god knows how long.

Why don't we just find something

to take your mind off things? Hm?

I'm sure it'll all work out.

Beth, you don't understand. He was gonna hit her. Again!

And I just stood there.

You're saying wait out the storm

and then things will go back to normal.

But then there's just gonna be another storm, and another.

It's just who he is!

Your dad, he's complicated. Let's just say that.

Once your mom's better, you'll be a family again.

You got a plan as to how you're gonna explain this

to young Jack, I presume.

There was a--a struggle in the car.

And she pulled away from me and the door was open.

The next thing I knew,

she was going end over end in the street.

The damn woman jumped.

That's the story?

Yup.

It didn't have to go this way.

What's right is right.

It's too late to sing that song, ain't it?

- Any word? -Not yet.

I think I'll just stay here 'til your dad gets back.

Okay. I just hope Mom's okay.

- Mom! - No, Jack. Jack, it's me.

It's just a bad dream. It's okay.

It's okay.

Go back to sleep, all right?

-Aah!

Aw, fuck.

-She really did love this garden of hers.

Yeah. But you know what?

It's completely legal to keep her on my land.

Another thing I love about Kansas.

Save the planet, fertilize it.

What do you got there?

Seeds. I think Mom wanted to take them to Meemaw.

Oh yeah?

Let's see.

I wanna plant them.

Give her something nice to come home to.

Aww. You are a darlin'.

It's a new day.

I always loved working in the soil.

Something your mom and I shared.

The fact that you can plant anything--a seed, an idea.

Heck, you can even plant evidence

to throw someone off the track.

Hey.

Jack. - Dad.

Everything okay?

Look here, it's-- it's really unfortunate

that you had to see that yesterday.

But you need to understand it--it's probably for the best.

Is she coming back?

No. No, not anytime soon.

Jack, do you understand why your mother wanted to leave?

She wanted to go someplace

that she could drink and take her pills.

And you need to understand--look at me.

You need to understand that

she would've eventually chosen those things over you.

Yes, yes, you need to understand that, Jack.

You--at the police station,

she--she had a complete breakdown.

I mean, it was--it was heartbreaking.

I mean, it was heartbreaking.

But, you know, thank the Lord Jesus

she's in the halfway house right now.

She's getting the help that she needs.

So all that we can do is wait

and--and--and see what happens, okay?

But you gotta stand tall. Stand tall.

There you go. Good, be strong.

- Ow!

-What are you doing, Jack?

You wanna water 'em, not bleed all over 'em.

-How long until you think they'll sprout?

-I don't know.

"Lettuce" consider.

Do you "carrot" on how long?

- I guess "weed" better get a move on, then.

- Now you're just beatin' around the bush.

- All right, so, easiest way to get in and get a pass,

you come in on first. You park on A1.

You leave your keys in it. Then you walk.

- ATF is on the top floor.

- Yeah, and there's also an IRS office on four, same building.

It's small, but...you know,

it's like a little extra somethin' special.

Like a cherry on top of a sundae--tasty.

- Oh, man. Can you imagine this, Hank?

It's gonna be just pieces fallin' three states away.

It's gonna be rainin' chunks, man. Chunks.

-There'll be chunks of them in orbit.

-Has Jack read the book?

-- He will. -- It's important.

-I know it is. I shit you not, he will.

What we're--what we're doin', this isn't new.

Secessionism is not new.

Confederacy ain't new. No.

We're in the vanguard, man.

-I'm an American. - Damn straight, y'all.

- How is this possible?

Mom, your garden.

It's--it's grown.

I wish you could see this.

The flowers remind me of...you.

-Jack is never gonna become a man.

Who the fuck do you think they're gonna listen to?

You or me?

You better stay out of this, kid.

-Is she coming back?

-No.

-I'm sorry, Mom.

I miss you.

-She doesn't just love you.

She loves me, too. More than I ever deserved.

- No, that isn't true. - It is.

I was afraid she couldn't be out there on her own.

Not with all that rotten stuff bangin' around inside her head.

- Don't be sad, Beth. She'll be back soon.

- Besides, you helped with the flowers.

You've shown her just how much you love her,

just by planting them with me.

Nothing says I love you better than flowers.

- Quit your fucking daydreaming. You got chores to do.

The pigs need their dinner. Don't wait up for me.

I don't know how late I'll be back.

- Yes, sir.

-I wish it was happening tomorrow.

- The ATF is saying the meeting is in October.

It's plenty soon enough.

-If we still have 'til October.

If she hadn't told anybody--

-She didn't tell anyone, Connor.

-You can't be sure about that.

- But I am. I am sure.

Because Beth got everything that she knew out of her

when she called and told me she was taking Jack away.

Damn good on you, Beth. No, Bloom knew.

She knew exactly what would happen

if we ever got raided by the feds.

She knew that would be like puttin' a gun against her head.

Because I told her.

I told her myself that I would put her in the ground

if the law ever came on my land.

No, she was crazy, Connor. But she wasn't fucking stupid.

- All right. -Tomorrow.

- Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. -All right.

- Thank the good maker for women like you, Beth.

- Beth.

Take good care of my boy, all right?

-All right, I will.

- I know you will.

- It's okay, it's okay. Calm down.

Come on! Come on!

Oh!

- Huh?

- Aah!

Aah! Ow! Aah!

- Beth! Beth! Come quick!

I need you to help. I did something stupid.

-Jack, you're bleedin'.

We gotta do something about that arm.

- No, no, no. Beth, I need your help.

Please, come quick, please! - Okay, okay, of course I will.

- Come on.

- Jack, I don't see anything.

What are you playing?

- What the crap is all this horse pockey?

Hey, Jack!

Jack, you in there? You asleep?

What, you run away, you little shaved tail?

Jack!

-I'm right here.

-Oh! What, you runnin'

a spook house in here tonight or somethin', Jack?

- Dad.

- What happened?

- I--I did something bad.

I did something really, really bad.

- What did you do?

- I need help. I need your help, Dad!

- Goddamn it all to hell. What?

- You have to come see.

- I didn't mean to find it. - What?

- In the bushes. I--I didn't mean it.

- Okay, Jack. Jack, listen to me.

Whatever it is that you think you saw out here,

it's not--I can explain, okay?

Oh my god. Beth. Hey, hey.

Jack, no, no, no! Oh! Oh, you stupid fucking kid.

-What the fuck is this? Let go!

Fuck you, you fucking bitch!

- Hey, Connor.

Dad says get over here double quick.

-What's this about?

- About a bag, I don't know what.

He said you know. And hurry, okay?

-All right, all right, I'm comin'.

-Mom said Meemaw's going to turn 100 this summer.

I'm glad I'm going to finally meet her.

Never met someone older than TV.

- Earth to Trinice!

- Sorry.

Regina's voice is just like...so hypnotic.

- You're actually watching that video again?

You're, like, fucking obsessed.

- Hey! I gotta support my queen.

- Oh god, can you even hear yourself right now?

- Look, it's hard work being Regina's number-one fan.

- Are you kidding? All right, get in line.

You haven't even seen her live. I am her number-one fan.

- I would have seen her live

if you would've gotten me an extra ticket.

- Mm, that sounds like something

Regina's number-two fan would say.

- Whatever. You were sitting in the nosebleeds, anyway.

- Um, uh, you just don't get it, all right?

Seeing her in concert, it changes you.

Like, recordings don't even do her justice.

Hearing her live, it's like on a whole other level.

- That booty's on a whole 'nother level, goddamn.

Those curves are, like, inhuman.

- You know she's like nine months pregnant, right?

- Yeah, I'd still hit that.

-Oh my gosh, gross!

Can you try to blow that out the window?

What if my mom smells it?

- Isn't she at work? - DEBORAH'Deborah?

- Why didn't you tell us your mom was home?

- Her shift got canceled last minute.

It's not my fault that Regina went into labor.

-What?

- Hey, hon.

Smells like you guys might be hungry.

Want me to make some dinner?

- Um, no, that's okay. We're--we're good.

- I'm gonna go to bed soon.

- Oh, we can have leftovers. - Yeah.

- Come on, no one likes a cold meal.

- Mom!

- Well, here's my wallet if you wanna order some pizzas.

- Okay, what did you say about Regina?

- Nothing.

- No, you said she was having her baby tonight.

- My mom will kill me if anybody else finds out.

- Oh, come on! - Tell us everything.

Or, I'll post a rumor and I'll tag your mom, too.

- Okay, fine! All right?

My mom had to go home because Regina's, like,

shutting down the entire fourth floor of the hospital.

She's bringing in her own doctors and stuff.

-Hey, why would she do all that?

- Privacy, duh!

Everyone on planet Earth wants to see Regina's baby.

- Wait, can you imagine how much money we'd get

for a picture of that kid?

- If she wants to take a picture, she'll do it herself.

We should respect her privacy.

- Oh, please. She's a superstar.

That basically makes her public property,

like a national park or Denny's.

- No, Deborah's right.

This is a beautiful moment between a mother and her child.

It should be private. Just Regina and her staff...

and her three biggest fans!

- Are you insane?

- Debs, we should be there to share this moment.

- Come on, I thought you were Regina's--

- TRINICE & - -number-one fan!

- Don't ever question my loyalty to Team Regina.

- All right! But, how are we gonna get in?

- Backstage pass!

- Yes!

- And we can split the money from the pictures three ways.

-No pictures!

- Okay, fine.

- Deborah's mom is totally fine with us spending the night.

-Well, are you gonna be good?

- Yeah, don't worry. We'll be fine.

-Yeah, that's what you always say.

- I gotta go, Mom.

-You better be good. - Yeah.

-Love you, sweetie. - Love you too!

Bye! -Bye!

- God, it's like she doesn't even trust me.

- Did you mention you were breaking into a hospital?

- Okay, we're not breaking in.

We have a key.

- Oh my god, I will totally bug out if I get to meet Regina!

- I wonder who the father is.

Do you think that he'll be there?

- Oh my god, if we get a photo of him,

we'd make so much more money. - We said no pictures, remember?

- No, Deborah said no pictures of the baby.

But the daddy's fair game.

- You know what? I bet there isn't even a father.

I bet Regina is, like, the Virgin Mary or something, like,

totally divine. - Hell yeah.

She's just like us. She don't need no man!

- Yeah, girl!

- Okay, there's a difference between

"don't need" and "can't get."

-Breaking news.

This one's for Regina. - Shut up. Hey, listen, listen!

-Rumors are buzzing online that Regina is about to go into

labor and has been rushed to an undisclosed location.

That's right!

The queen is about to give birth, if only we knew where.

- Oh, we know.

- Hell yeah. We're comin' Regina!

-Wishing her the best.

Here is Regina's latest hit, "Hungry for You."

- How are we supposed to get past that camera?

- Trinice, do you have your selfie stick?

- Ding! Duh! - Cool.

- Come on, come on, come on! Hurry!

- Come on.

- Okay.

-This must be it. Swipe your card, Deborah.

- I don't know, guys.

Maybe we should give her her privacy.

- Sounds like a certain fan is getting bumped to number two.

- Oh my god, it's Regina!

-Hey!

You guys shouldn't be in here.

This floor's off limits.

- Um, we--we were lost.

- Oh really?

Where'd you guys get this key card?

- Um...

- Stop, you're hurting her!

- Stop it! Just-- - Stop!

- Oh shit.

- Is he dead?

- I'm not waiting to find out.

- Come on, Deborah, let's go!

- Hey, guys, do you hear that?

- Hear what?

- You dork, you still have your earbuds.

- Oh. Duh.

- Probably just like an electrical hum or something.

- Then why are all the lights turned off?

- Maybe they're going green.

- The elevator!

- Shit. Shit.

- Come on, Trinice. We gotta bail.

Deborah? Deborah?

- Shh! You wanna get us busted?

- Something's wrong with these people.

Maybe Deborah was right. We shouldn't be here.

- I can't even find Deborah. - What do you mean, you can't?

- I can't. - Guys. Guys.

Oh right here, I found her!

Whoa, check this out.

Creepy.

Okay. I'm ready to leave now.

Look! There she is!

My god, it's really her!

She's having the baby right now!

Oh, guys, this is crazy!

Oh my god.

We're gonna be the first people in the world to see this!

This is so cool.

They're hurting her!

No. It's like an epidural, right?

It's supposed to help with the pain?

Yeah, that doesn't look like it's helping.

What's wrong with their eyes?

I told you. Something weird is going on.

Guys, is--is that supposed to happen?

Carlos, you idiot! - We said no pictures!

Maybe she didn't see us.

I think she saw us!

- That was her. - What--what the hell?

Come on, guys, we gotta run!

Guys?

Deborah, we gotta run!

Snap out of it!

Trinice?

No! Damn it!

Earbuds.

Don't listen to it! - What's happening?

They're controlling you with that sound.

Keep the cotton in your ears.

Where's Carlos?

No. No.

My queen.

No!

No!

No! No!

Oh no!

Come on, we have to get into it!

Help! Trinice! - No!

Trinice! Help! Help!

The elevator! It's the only way out!

Trinice, come on!

Fuck that.

Come on, come on!

There's no time. We gotta hide.

It's almost here! Come on!

Trinice.

Come on!

No! No!

Deborah!

Clear!

We made it.

We can use this picture to expose Regina

for the monster she is.

And destroy her career?

What the hell are you doing? Let's get the hell out of here!

No! I bought tickets to her next tour.

Are you crazy?

We have to tell the police.

She hasn't even finished her new album.

Didn't you see what that thing did?

It killed Carlos!

She was protecting her privacy.

She's a monster!

She's Regina!

I thought you were her number-one fan.

I guess this just proves that you're number two.

No!

Help!

No!

Help! Help!

Oh, god!

Help!

Oh.

Deborah, please!

Please!

I feel really bad about this, Trinice.

Really, I do, but...

I just have to protect Regina's image.

She promised me backstage passes for life.

You'd understand if you'd seen her live.

It changes you.

Do you wanna meet her babies?

No!

Regina says I get to be their nanny after school.

Aren't they just the cutest?

I just have to remember to feed them one time!

They've already had their feeding,

but there's just so many of them.

Oh, and I told Regina that we could start with you.

It's like my mom always says...

no one likes a cold meal.

No! No! No!

No! No!

No! No!