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- Previously on "Claws"... - I'm done with the life, Jenn.

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What do you say we take whatever we got saved up and move?

Don't you worry about Jenn.

I'm gonna take real good care of her.

We're moving to Israel.

Get him, baby! He's getting away!

We need y'all on our side.

We can settle this together.

Make money and get back at the Russians.

Desna Simms.

You're under arrest for money laundering and fraud.

Bail is set at $500,000.

I don't have that kind of money.

It's taken care of.

Please tell me again.

I went down on my knees.

And she said yes.

She really thinks you love her?

New plan.

I marry him, you kill him,

then I sign his assets over to you.

And then I'm done.

I decided me and Virginia are moving out.

What's up with this photo? You have a twin sister?

We're not that close.

Wire returned.

You were wearing a wire? We're done.

It's gonna be okay. At least I have you.

Shit.

It's okay. Shh. Come here.

- Plant your feet, all right? - Okay.

Shit's popping off.

We need you ready, baby, okay?

Watch your breathing.

Keep both eyes open.

Hate it and hit it, baby. Let's go.

Try again.

Mm.

That's what I'm talking about.

D, I honestly don't know what I would do

if something were to happen to you.

What?

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Wait a minute. What you doing?

You know what I'm doing.

Hurry up.

I got a fake wedding to plan.

Shit.

Ken.

Ken, put in your damn mouth guard.

You're grinding your teeth again.

Ken!

Marnie!

Marnie, sugar?

It's time to get up.

Marnie?

Marnie!

"Dear Polly,

I know you have given me a lot,

but I want to be with my mom.

My real mom."

"To paraphrase the great Malcolm X,

it's time for this chicken to come home to roost.

My mom's changed, Polly, and I see it.

It's wrong for me not to forgive her."

What up? This is Marnie.

Leave a message after the beep.

Marnie?

Hey, sis.

Wow.

What do you call that shade of red...

"Cry for Help"?

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Lillian, what are you doing here?

Just a little business, a little pleasure.

But, seriously, I came to check up on you.

You okay? I came right from the airport.

Um, uh, now is not a... a good time.

I have a family situation to deal with.

What do you think you're looking at?

Why don't you just, um, let me know

what hotel you're staying at,

like, send me a text or something, and I'll...

and I'll, um... I-I-I'll give you a call.

I'm still here.

Another time, Lillian.

Polly.

Come on, girl.

- Playing games with me again? - Please go, please go, please go...

I came a really long way to see you, Polly!

Hey. What's wrong?

I don't like this place.

I-I don't like it at all.

I don't like this place at all.

Hey, you want some?

My mom used to always give me these

whenever I felt sad.

I-I don't want Cheetos.

I want... I want peace and tranquility.

That's... That's all I want, n-nothing else.

Okay, okay, okay.

Look, hey, do you want to have sex?

- Okay. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Okay. Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

Okay.

- Hey. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Mmm. Is my breath kickin'?

Oh, I-I don't mind.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Okay. So sweet.

Mm.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Okay.

Ahh. Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

Uh-oh. Uh-oh.

Oh, no. It's, uh, mold.

Uh, the spores are hazardous.

- Uh, no, no. - Virginia, spores are...

Just focus on me, okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay.

Ohh! Ohh! Ohh, no!

Ohh, no, no, no!

Ohh.

What's up, Zlata?

Hello, sister-friend.

Are you ready for wedding planning-palooza today?

Not really, but I will pull up.

Ah. Good.

Is like game...

screw, marry, kill.

You mean screw, marry,

sign over his assets, and then kill.

Holla that.

On to more happy thoughts.

Ways to kill asshole...

gun, Glock, Beretta.

I don't know.

Drowning.

I drown cat once.

Very effective.

Bad pussy!

Okay, dial back the psycho.

Fine. Poison.

Not very interesting, but KGB recommend.

Fine, Zlata, you poison him,

I'll sign over the assets, open your clinics,

and then I'm done.

Or I have proposition for you.

What if we become partners?

We run clinics together all over state.

Yeah, I like our plan like it is.

Eh, think on it.

We would be like...

Putin and Trump.

Zlata, I got to go.

Bye-bye.

Ah, sunshine, beaches, and tramp stamps.

You're walking so good, baby.

- Isn't Daddy walking good? - Eh!

I knew you'd get out so soon.

You're home free.

Yeah. How'd you like to be home free in Tampa?

What's in Tampa?

Fresh start.

Look at this.

- Found the perfect house on Zoetrope. - Babe...

A great school district, A.A. meeting down the street,

no psychotic rabbis.

I say we move right after Desna's fake wedding.

You know, I also did a little research,

and the nail salon around the corner's hiring.

Baby, can we even afford a house like that?

I already set up a meeting with a loan officer at a bank.

Holy shit.

You don't mess with me, Bryce Husser.

Brienne, I said get down 'fore you fall and break your neck.

Did I stutter?

You'd really peace out on Uncle Daddy and Roller?

Hell yeah.

Then they'd finally have to learn how to use e-mail, but...

Baby girl,

guess what's in Tampa.

- Busch Gardens. - Yeah.

Yeah. And guess who's going every weekend.

- We are! - We are!

- Yeah! - Whoo!

- Eh, probably not. - Probably not.

Probably just me and your dad's gonna go,

but we'll... we'll take you somewhere.

Okay, Marnie's been missing six hours now.

I think I should call the police

and get her on a milk carton or something.

- Polly. - Yeah. I should.

Pol, I want you to take a deep, white breath, okay?

Okay, she's not missing.

Baby, she's with her mama.

- I was her mama. - I know.

She was happy with me.

I painted her room. I put up pink curtains.

I sewed little matching pillows.

I even learned how to make

- Nation of Islam bean pies for her. - Bean pies. I know.

They were delicious.

Polly, it's gonna be okay.

Hey, Deanie.

Hi, Jennifer.

Hey, Dean.

Hey, boo. Thought you had to work today.

Yeah, yeah, I do in an hour,

but I-I just didn't want to wait at the motel.

Well, um, you know,

you guys could always come back home.

Unfortunately, because of your horrible life choices,

that's no longer an option for us.

Okay.

Um...

We are going to look at dresses,

and it's right next door to that ice-cream place you like.

Why don't you come with?

I-I-Ice cream makes me look bloated in my G-string.

P-Polly, why are you crying?

Nothing. It's fine. I'm fine.

A-Are you upset because my cherry pop

was a little off last night?

No, but, I mean, how many times

do I have to show you that, Dean?!

Dean, listen, it's not about the cherry pop.

Polly is going through something, okay?

I-I-It wasn't that off. I'll show you. It was...

No, no, no. No, no. I don't need to see it.

It was just... Okay.

Oh, hey, Marnie, it's me again.

Can you call me back, sugar?

I really need to talk to you.

Hey, girl, hey.

What the hell, Lillian? You came to my job?

Yeah, I did. I figured it out.

You're still holding a grudge over that boy.

Frankly, it's very CW.

Zero to 60, as per usual.

- It was never about him. - Yeah, it was.

You always want to make it about something else.

Why are you doing this?

You know why.

I've told you... it's not a good time.

And I'm not gonna tell you again!

Whoa!

Polly Jane!

Still pushing people.

Well, I see not much has changed.

Go back to where you came from, Lillian!

Y'all ready?

So, Zlata was okay with you leaving her hanging?

She said so.

I mean, she told me to think about it,

but y'all know how it is. She gonna keep pushing.

Move away from the vortex, Desna.

That bitch will just suck you in.

Okay.

- Hey, you all right, girl? - What? Yeah. No.

Um, do y'all mind if I just stay behind?

- I'll hold down the fort. - Pol.

Are you sure you're gonna be okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I'll just wait here until Marnie calls.

All right, bitches, claws up.

We got a wedding to fake.

I got shotgun.

Whoop! You missed a spot.

Lillian, what is it gonna take

to get you to leave?

All you got to do is talk to me.

Just talk to me for five minutes.

No.

Okay, fine.

Then I'll just park my tush right here

until you're ready to chat.

No rush.

What do you want, Ken?

I miss you. I want you back.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

You know what you did.

- That sounds familiar. - Look, I have a client.

No, but we... we love each other.

We're done, Ken.

P-Polly...

But we're not done, are we?

Oh, my God.

Look, they have a color called "Evil Twin."

Come on. That's funny.

All right, child.

Let's get this shit over with.

Hi. Can I help you?

Yep. I'm in a wedding that I don't want to be in.

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride.

Nope. I'm the bride.

Well, all of our knock-offs

are here in the corner.

There's something in the budget for everybody.

We have our one-percenter room in the back,

but nothing under $5,000.

$5,000?

That dress better slap your ass and play with your nips.

Okay.

He gave you his black Amex.

Okay, girl, you know what they say...

once you go black, you got to buy everything.

- Oh, God. - Shut up.

You're so dumb. Why are you so dumb?

So, Des, um,

you know that once we're done with all this Ruval shit,

it's gonna be back to Walmart,

so why don't we have fun while we can?

Why don't we do it?

Come on.

Come on.

Excuse me.

Yes!

We want what's in the back.

Oh. Ahem.

- And some champagne. - Okurrr.

Desna.

Ladies.

I would like to see you in the dress that I sent you.

- Good job, gentlemen! - Yeah!

Cocaine sales have made us liquid once again!

Whoo!

Cheers!

All right, now, we got to be smart

- about our finances, okay? - Mm-hmm.

Once we take out the Russians and the Haitians,

the pill business is gonna be ours again.

- But we need to think bigger. - Expansion.

That's exactly what I'm talking about there, boy!

You're a smart one, ain't you?

You know what I was thinking?

We get a taco truck, right?

But we ain't selling no tacos.

We selling enchiladas con OxyContin, baby,

right out the back, on the low.

Boy, I ain't gonna mortgage the future of this organization

on some goddamn amigo truck.

What the hell?

What about clinics?

We already got those, Warren Buffett.

All right, hear me out. Rehab clinics, okay?

We make money on both ends...

feed their addiction,

and then we charge them to recover.

- Circle of life. - Right.

- I like it. - Keeps on going.

- "Hakuna makada," baby. - "Hakuna makada."

So, what we need then is a... is a...

- is a location. - Right.

So, what you thinking about there, Clint?

- Well, see... - Well, shit. I know a place.

- Come on. - Let's go for a little ride.

Enough!

Enough!

This is all inappropriate.

Inappropriate.

These dresses.

And that... that is not a wedding gown.

That is for the drag crown,

for the... the RuPaul.

Boo-boo, that's a compliment.

Okay, I think she looks bangin'.

I thought it was a bold choice for a bold woman

and that you would appreciate that.

I appreciate tradition.

Try on that gown.

- Wha... - Now!

You're so talented, Polly.

When did you get so good at this?

You know I've been painting since college.

Oh, yeah, those little baby sailboat pictures.

Nautical miniatures.

Do you want a top coat?

You're the expert.

So, um, was that your boyfriend who called?

- Ex. - Ex? Who dumped whom?

It's a long story. It's the first relationship

that I've been in since my...

time away.

You mean jail?

Well, we all knew you weren't in Monaco.

Wasn't that hard to figure out, girl.

Well, you never reached out.

Yeah, well, we know how you get.

So we just tolerated the ruse.

That's very generous of you.

It's just... It's a time

that I don't like to think about.

Yeah. There's a lot you don't think about.

So, did you join a gang and get a prison wife?

No... and yes.

What? Shut it.

- Mnh-mnh. - Details!

See? This is fun, right?

This is like old times.

So, um, when was the last time you talked to Mom and Dad?

Lillian... do not go there.

Okay, okay. Retract.

We'll just, uh... We'll just keep getting

their bullshit dog-portrait Christmas cards every year

and keep pretending that we love each other.

Don't worry.

You know what? Um, let's catch up later.

How long are you in town?

Wait. Wait, wait. Why so soon?

- Let me show you out. - I just got here.

Don't you want to know what I've been up to?

Not that I have any free time.

- I literally work every minute. - Lillian...

Sometimes I feel like I don't even sleep.

Lillian!

Are you open?

I can't do this right now!

I have a client!

Fine. The Koreans are cheaper, anyway.

Um, I-I'm...

Polly, I'm here because of what you did.

You need to face it.

No. No. I don't want to face anything.

I want you to leave me alone.

Why did I agree to this?

This shit ain't me.

Oh, my God, girl, you look so good.

And you only got a little bit of titty out.

Des, baby, please turn around. Please turn around and look.

- Just look. Just look. - Girl, turn around.

Increíble, Des.

Mnh-mnh. Don't...

Don't do it.

Des, you just look so beautiful.

Listen, just 'cause it's not happening right now

doesn't mean

- it's not gonna happen, okay? - Mnh-mnh.

You gonna make me start.

- Stop it! - Don't cry, Des.

There's still plenty of men out there, girl.

I'm not thinking about no damn men, Virginia.

Men ain't gonna save... save us, y'all.

- I could have told you that. - Mm.

We need to save our damn selves.

Starting now.

Okay. Come on.

Let's get this shit over with.

All right, I'm gonna help you.

Madame!

What do you think?

Perfect.

Yay.

Mmm. Mm-mmm.

This one is good, too.

I-I can't decide.

Then don't. Have them all.

You playing.

No. Listen, we could have a table just full of dessert.

It's too much.

Gregory, it's all too much.

And look how beautiful this hotel is.

I can't believe it wasn't already booked.

I own this place.

What?

You are full of surprises, aren't you?

You have no idea what I have in store for you.

I bet.

Ah, I have to go to the hospital.

Mm.

No.

She's wrong.

She's wrong. She's got to be wrong.

I didn't do anything.

Wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything.

She's got to be wrong.

Here you go, my friend.

Ah, finally. I'm hungry.

Mm.

Yes, girlfriend.

Hey, Zlata, quick question...

are Gregory's assets only commercial spaces

for pain clinics?

No. He own...

Mmm.

...racetrack...

...convention center,

and Lunar Bay Bistro.

Is that all he owns?

Yes, girlfriend, just those three.

So, ready to make the partnership official?

We make a pretty good team.

I am not. I was just curious.

Curiosity first step to commitment.

Next step is anal.

But we skip that.

- Excuse me? - Forget it.

My offer stands till tonight.

Make up your mind.

Goodbye. Love you.

Eh?

Perfect, right?

Lease is cheap.

15,000 square feet.

I mean, shit,

we could rehab the shit out of these people here, huh?

Hm?

- Uh-oh. - What?

Y'all hear that?

Oh, yeah.

Sounds like me wiping my ass with money.

Man, it's young kids, dipshit.

You can't open a rehab facility next to a place full of kids.

I always thought you just can't sell the drugs

to the kids from across the street

from where the school is or whatever.

School's a block away, man.

No can do.

Now we all got to think of something else.

I got an idea.

Why don't we just put it right next to the Suncoast?

Huh? That way, we got the pillheads coming and going.

Called "vertical integration."

Whew, you smart, man. That's a great idea, Clint.

Vertically integrate my dick.

Boy, I haven't seen you this excited

since you fit into your skinny-skinny jeans

after having Baylor.

Oh, Lord.

Wasn't that a short-lived victory?

Hey...

- Yeah? - ...why don't we have us another baby?

Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby.

Mmm.

One thing at a time, all right?

Okay. All right. Let's be professional.

- Here we go. - Okay. All right.

Get it. Get it.

What do you think's taking so long?

Don't worry. Hey, don't... don't worry.

Look, the longer it takes, the better.

Look, hey, trust me. That house is ours.

Hey... Oh, don't... Here she comes.

- Here she comes. - Okay.

Hey, yo, Karen! Karen!

Karen in the house.

So, is Fannie Mae a "yea"?

Well, in a Bradenton Regional Bank first,

we are going to have to deny a cute, white, young couple

a home loan.

Between your criminal record and your $12-an-hour job,

it's not gonna happen. Lollipop?

Desna.

Girl, you look just like your picture.

Dr. Ruval... he'll be back from the hospital in about 15.

Well, I was hoping I could hide

this little pre-wedding-day present in his office.

Wow.

Look at this ring.

Nice, right?

Girl, I'm just glad a sister caught him.

- Mmm. - That part.

Right in here.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

Shit.

Damn. He owns all this shit?

Bingo.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You... You... You don't understand, Karen, okay?

I just recovered from being shot

by the damn Russian Mafia, okay?

I'm lucky to even be alive.

And then he had to break out of the hospital

and rescue me from a crazy-ass stalker

and save our family,

which includes a little mixed-race girl,

which isn't even his, but he adopted her like a boss.

Yeah, the three of us became a family.

And before you knew it, we had a daughter of our own.

Oh, he is the best damn daddy you have ever seen.

She is the fiercest mommy you have ever seen.

Baby, you're the best husband that any woman could ever ask for.

I mean it.

And you are the best goddamn wife a man could ever have.

I love you.

I love you.

Karen, we have been to hell and back, so... so, no.

No, thank you.

We deserve a lot more than a damn lollipop.

You're right.

You do deserve more than a damn lollipop.

I feel terrible for what you've been through.

Yeah, we're just a couple of folks

- trying to do their best. - Yeah.

I hear you.

I have student loans out the ying-yang.

So what if I did a little shoplifting when I was 16?

Should that stop me from getting

a one-bedroom apartment on Lido Beach?

Absolutely not. See, you get it, Karen.

That is exactly what we're saying.

I do.

This job can be so heartless.

On behalf of Bradenton Regional Bank,

your home loan application...

is once again denied.

Would you like a pen?

You have lopsided tits, Karen.

Get your... Don't you dare touch me.

Sweetie?

How you doing, man?

Whoa, whoa. Hang on. Hang on.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I was... I'm better now.

I'm better. Look. See?

Uh, I was never gonna bring her to Israel...

...and make her be my wife.

Shut your mouth.

Hang on there, Roller. No sense in being impolite.

No. We got a proposition for you.

- Anything y'all want. - Fantastic.

We'd like to buy the place.

Y-You're serious.

Yeah, it's a little idea my second cousin Clint here had.

Yeah. He said some shit about "vaginal interrogations."

Vertical integration.

We're buyin', you're sellin',

and we ain't paying a buck over $25.

What we got right here for you

is a simple, very standard transfer of deed.

Look, I appreciate the offer, gentlemen,

but... but this is a place of worship...

- Oh, no, no, no. - ...and down-home recreation.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. - I ain't interested

in getting into the real-estate business.

Shh. Best use that thinking cap.

Let's call Bryce,

see if he can convince you.

Marnie, I have left you six voicemails.

You need to at least call me back.

Or just send a text, please.

Uh, I'm also on Snapchat. I love you.

Me again.

Geez, you scared the shit out of me.

- You know what your problem is? - Yeah... you.

You keep trying to re-create our relationship...

with Ken, with the rent-a-daughter.

- You cannot just do this. - Face the music!

- You can't just barge into my life... - Our music, Polly Jane.

Remember "True Colors"?

No. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

You're never gonna have a real relationship

until you deal with me and face what happened.

I don't have to listen to this.

I don't.

No. No way. I... There's no way

I'm signing this deed over to you.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Put your signature on this document.

No.

Come here.

This is how we do it around here...

no fancy words... just cold, hard metal.

Works every time.

Uncle Daddy, what in the hell are y'all doing here?

- What's it look like? - Bryce, please.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, okay?

Hey, hey, guys, guys, guys, guys, come on.

Let's... Let's take this down a notch, huh?

Sign it.

Sign it, or you're gonna sign it in your cold blood.

- There we go. - All right.

That wasn't so hard.

Move that wrist.

Hey.

Yeah, that's a good boy. There we go.

That's all it was.

We are the proud owner of a new building.

Yes, we are. Thank you for your business.

Can I go? I signed it.

- Let me go. Let me go. - Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Not after all that shit you did to my brother.

Roller. Roller, calm... Hey.

- Bryce... - Calm down.

...you gonna let this fool get away with all that shit?

- Hey, just put the gun away. - He signed it.

He signed the papers.

- Put the gun down, all right? - No.

Put the gun down!

God damn it.

Bang.

- Crazy ass. - Thank you, Bryce.

I never thought you'd be so kind to me

after I ate your wife's sweet pussy.

Mm-hmm.

I don't know. I think you...

Looks like you didn't put your initials there.

Huh?

- Ohh! - Ohh!

Oh, damn, Bryce!

Make him rain, right? Make him rain.

- Shit. - Jesus, man.

- Damn it. - Good?

- Whoo! - Yeah, yeah. It's good.

Signature's all right. We're good.

Come on, man. A little warning next time.

Geez. Anybody got a Wet-Nap?

What's going on, D?

Why you got that wild look in your eye?

What's going on with you?

I asked you first.

Cousin getting on my nerve.

Barely been here a week,

already got Uncle Daddy in his pocket.

I ain't never seen jealous Roller before.

Not jealous Roller. He's just irritating me.

Why you got that wild look in your eye?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Game recognize game, baby.

Mind your business.

Oh, I'm minding my business.

What happened this morning don't make me your business.

Baby, I'm just here to take back what's mine.

Ditto.

Stop running.

Come on. You need to face this.

This is too long.

You've been here too long. Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey!

Girl.

Ken, what are you doing?

I'm apologizing.

Well, now is an extremely bad time, okay?

- You're not kidding. - Shut up.

What are you talking about? If you just hear me out,

you'd see I had no choice about the wire.

It doesn't matter. You betrayed me.

You betrayed all of us.

You're the betrayer.

I hate you. Don't you even get that?

Polly, you can't go from loving to hating.

I don't care what you say.

You see? You push everyone away.

All right, I've had enough!

You always wanted everything that I had!

What... What... What are you talking about?

Everything! You took everything from me!

All you had to say was you need some space.

Hey!

You're delusional.

Go to hell!

- Hey. - Polly.

- What's going on? - I hate you, Lillian!

- I hate you! - You mean your sister Lillian?

Get her away from me! I hate her! I hate her!

DR. - What's going on?

Oh, God.

I-I need help. I need help. I need help. I need help.

- Okay. Okay. - I need help.

You want me to take you home?

No. I need you to take me to the hospital.

- It's happening again. - Okay.

Come on.

It's gonna be okay.

Okay, Pol. Okay.

Okay.

Oh, no.

What is taking so long?

I thought she was just different,

not different different.

We all got a little something.

I can't believe I didn't see this coming.

This is all my fault.

I think our breakup triggered this.

It's not your fault, Ken.

I was wearing the wire.

When she found out, she dumped me.

Told y'all it wasn't me.

It was you? You ratted us out?!

I had no choice. They weren't trying to get you.

They were trying to get the Russians.

Then why didn't you say something, Kenneth?!

- Please don't fire me. - You stupid piece of shit!

We didn't deserve that. Polly didn't deserve that!

Hey. How's she doing?

Well, not great.

Your friend is suffering from a psychotic break.

Shit.

And we'd like to hold her here for examination

for the next 72 hours.

But after that, she's gonna be all right?

It's gonna take time. We need to run more tests.

But I'll be honest... this is a pretty extreme case.

Does your friend have family nearby?

We're her family.

Yeah. Can we see her? Please.

- Come on. - Come on, y'all.

Unh-unh. Not you, snitch.

My boy, back in the fold.

That feel good, huh?

Yeah, I got to admit, it did.

There's a lesson there, boys...

never let a married woman lick your asshole.

What is that about?

Family thing, "Georgia."

You wouldn't understand.

Where you going, Bryce? Have another chicken wing.

Yeah, um, you know, me and the kids and Jenn...

we're... we're still going to Tampa.

Come on, now, Bryce. Come on.

I mean, I don't know where we're gonna live,

but we'll figure something out.

What happened at the bank?

Well, it turns out that the bank don't give loans

to former crackheads.

Damn banks.

Come here, boy. Let's talk about your future.

Oh, Uncle Daddy, I already talked to you about this...

Come on, now. Come here.

Now, I don't know what them banks are thinking,

but I, uh... I discriminate against a lot of people.

But I never had no quarrel with the crackheads.

What's this for?

That's your home loan. It's been approved

by the Bank of Uncle Daddy Big Bucks.

- Are you sure? - Oh, hell, yeah, I'm sure.

That's what my brother would have done

if he was still with us, God bless his heart.

- That's you, baby. - Bro, you don't have to do this.

Shh.

I love you, man.

God damn it, I love you, too.

Mm.

Go get you that house.

- Pol? - Oh!

Hey, y'all.

- Hey, Pol. - Hey.

How you doing?

Fine.

Oh, it was bad, wasn't it?

Why didn't you tell us you had something going on?

I didn't want to face it.

You were yelling a lot for Lillian.

You want us to call her?

Lilly died when we were 13.

Mnh.

Babe...

She was precious.

We used to do everything together.

We weren't just twins. We were best friends.

We finished each other's sentences, you know?

I mean, sure, we were competitive,

but we loved each other.

Well, can I ask... um, how did she die, Pol?

We also loved ice-skating

And Debi Thomas.

We used to copy all her moves.

That's what up.

And my mom told us not to go out there.

She said the ice was thin.

But we didn't listen.

We knew better.

And she fell through.

It was just an accident. I tried to save her.

I did.

But she slipped away.

And I think about it every day, you know,

but I just... I try to block it.

But something about Marnie leaving me

just brought it all back up.

- Hey. - It's okay.

I-I don't... I don't know... I don't know what to do.

But you will get through this, okay?

But... But... But what if I can't?

- We will help you. - Yeah.

- We got you. - We're right here.

Okay. Okay?

Okay. Okay.

What do you want now?

You didn't tell the truth.

You okay, Pol? Is it happening again?

- Yup. - You want me to get the doctor?

Lillian had a crush on the boy that I liked...

David Wyatt.

Everyone saw them kissing.

And it made me so mad.

She was always trying to one-up me.

She was always trying to beat me at everything.

And I just got so tired of it,

you know, so...

What, baby?

I pushed her,

and she fell through the ice.

And I didn't help her at first.

I just watched as she went under,

and then, when I did try, it was too late.

Pol. Pol, you were a kid.

But I didn't save her. I didn't save her.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I waited too long.

Come here.

It's okay.

She's gone.

Pol, listen to me.

The minute you figured out what was happening,

you tried to help, but... but maybe

her skates weighed her down.

I mean, what if you would have pulled

and more ice would have broken

and both of y'all would have fell in and died?

We don't know.

But what is for sure... that's your past.

Baby, you got to leave that thing there.

You got to move forward, Pol.

I don't know, Des.

I think I've wasted all this time,

you know, trying to just be anything but what I am.

I'm broken.

Ohh.

Polly Pol, we are all broken.

I know, but I wanted to be great.

I wanted to be...

great.

I spent my whole life reaching for greatness.

But Lillian was right. I'm just delusional.

I'm never gonna be a Kennedy.

You're never gonna be married to the man of your dreams.

I mean, we're never gonna be anything but...

just ordinary.

And what's worse than that?

- Don't say that. - It's true!

We're just ordinary.

Polly Pol,

you are anything but ordinary, huh?

You have a sunny, twisted demeanor.

You are the heart and red-headed soul

of this group.

And the way you are with those boys, huh?

They look up to you.

Your clientele has tripled.

Baby...

if nothing else, girl, you are an excellent madam.

Hashtag facts.

I mean, I tried to get out from underneath

this bullshit, too, Pol,

but the truth is, we're good at it.

Yeah, but what happened to you wanting to get out of it?

We are criminals, Polly,

and it's time we own it

and we take what belongs to us.

I like how you're thinking.

- I got a mind for this thing. - Yeah.

And it's time we stopped fighting that.

Come here.

- We're gonna be all right. - Yeah.

- Walk backwards. - Okay.

- Okay. Keep... - I feel like I'm gonna fall.

No, no, no, you won't fall.

- But keep your eyes closed. - Hold on.

Let me open the door.

Okay.

Keep your eyes closed.

- I will. Turn around? - Okay. Turn around.

But keep your eyes closed.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

- You ready? - Yeah.

Okay. Open your eyes.

- Oh, wait a minute. - Oh, wow.

I have all your favorite snacks,

- labeled, and your kombucha. - Uh-huh.

Yep, I cleaned that nasty-ass mold.

I cleaned the bathroom by myself,

and I labeled and folded your socks and underwear.

Thanks, Virginia. I-I-I really love it.

- Thank you. - Do you?

Yeah. Yeah.

- Hey. Look at me. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - We can't rely on anybody else.

- Okay. - Okay?

- Yeah. - We have to rely on each other,

just me and you.

- Just us. - Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Yeah.

Hey.

You seemed a little mad at me earlier,

so I... I thought we could talk.

Hey.

- Hey. - Hey.

I just, um, wanted to stop by

and, uh, say hi and see how y'all was doing.

O-Oh, we're great.

W-We're better than great, yeah.

Good. I want you to know, baby, that I love you.

Dean, look at me.

- Yeah. - I love you.

And no matter what...

I just want you to know you're not broken.

Who told you I was broken? M-My vertebrae is 100% intact.

No, no, no. That's not what I mean.

I'm just saying I know that it might seem like

me and my crew are messed up.

Hell, maybe we are.

But you don't deserve that, okay?

And I'm happy that you moved out.

I'm proud of you, baby.

You are?

I am, yes.

Really?

Really.

Okay.

Are you... Are you gonna

really marry Dr. Ruval tomorrow?

I am, yeah. It's the only way to end this.

So, your sister will be putting on

the performance of a lifetime.

Oh, okay.

Uh, so, c-could I give you away?

Since we don't have a dad.

I mean, I-I-I could, you know...

I mean, I could, you know, pretend to do it.

I would love that.

- Okay. - We're family, and I...

Okay, you know what? You're not gonna make me cry.

Des, don't... Don't cry, Des.

- Mm. I'm not. - No. We're family.

We're a family.

- Family forever. - I love you so much.

I love you, Des.

Mm.

Hi.

What?

I-I thought you left.

Let's do "True Colors" for old time's sake.

What? We don't have any skates.

We don't need skates.