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-Previously on "Shut Eye"...

-You ever use, um...
scopolamine?

-What is that, like mouthwash?

-It's a hypnotic drug.

I blow it in your face,
you empty your bank account.

Don't remember you did it.
It's amazing stuff, really.

You just got to be careful.

-The Drums.

I fucking love The Drums.
-Yeah?

There's this girl at my school,
and -- and I kind of like her.

Like, a lot.
-I got something for you.

-You found something.

-Nadine Davies
does not have kids.

-No.

-Then why is she shopping
at toy stores,

going to Little League fields,
and taking school tours?

-That is so sad.

-Tragic.

Potentially.

Everything has to be
in its right place.

Look around.

Anything look like it
might scare Nadine off?

-You're fine.

-Mm.

These crystals.
We're gonna move those.

A little too New Age-y.

-That doesn't feel right.

Don't push.

-I know.

Vicki's doing the research.
She's on her way.

You got the money?
-Mm-hmm.

Look, I know what I'm doing.

If the husband comes home,
we risk losing her,

and I don't know how long
I can hold on to her.

-The drawer for this, right?

-Yeah.
-Mm.

Two weeks' worth of pickups.

-This is an investment
in our future.

It's worth it.

-It's ready.
Come check it out.

-Hey!
-Ha ha!

-Ah, Nick's gonna love this.
-Yeah.

-And if he doesn't, let me know.

I got a half a dozen folks
will give you more

than what you can get on eBay.

-Yeah, we're gonna need
a new sign.

-You want to go
with another classic neon.

The new LEDs are cheaper
and more reliable,

but, to me,
they just don't say "psychic."

-Just get us something
we can put in the window.

-I'm on it.

And, uh, let me know what Nick
says about this beauty.

Maybe an open palm,
some stars, and a moon?

-Yeah, sounds good.
-Shit!

Mom!

Mom!
- Excuse me.

-The whole bottle?
-I can save 'em.

-The whole bottle?
-I can save 'em.

-I'll call Dr. Pearlman.

Just be more careful, honey.

This won't go on the insurance.

-I'm sorry.
-Don't be sorry.

Be careful.

Go look in your bedroom.
-All right.

-I fuckin' love you, dude.

That is so awesome.

-Hey, Dad.

That Gandalf thing is so sick.

-Uh, it's supposed to
be Merlin, Nick.

-Oh, well same difference.
Deep wizard shit.

-Nick.
-I'm late for school.

-Yeah, I'll take you.
We need to talk.

-I'm sorry to be so early,
but there wasn't any traffic.

Actually, I'm always early.
-That's all right. Come on in.

Nadine Davies,
this is my daughter, Vicki.

-Yeah, I introduced myself.
Um, if I could just talk to you

for five minutes
before I go to work...

-Oh, of course.
As, I said, I'm always early.

-Hey, what's up?
I'm just gonna catch the bus.

-Okay.
-We'll talk when you get home.

-Would you mind if I

talk to my daughter
for 10 minutes or so?

My children --
I always indulge them.

-I think that's lovely.

-Nadine, come in.
-Oh, thanks.

-Let me get you a cup
of coffee or some tea?

-Ah, great.

That's quite a setup.

-Charlie's not a snob
about most things,

but when it comes to coffee,
God help me, he is a nightmare.

-Well, I have nothing against
a good cup of coffee.

-How old's your daughter?

-She's Charlie's daughter
from his first marriage.

Afraid I'm the other woman.

-Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm good.

It's -- It's healing fine.
No damage.

-Well, not that.
You just seem --

-I'm good. Let's go, let's go.

-Okay, well, this is
what I got so far.

You want more,
I can "drone" her backyard.

-Drone?
-Yeah, it's no big thing.

Uh, bank accounts --
joint with her husband.

Investment portfolio --
impressive, well-managed.

And then there's this
one Citibank account.

-Shh, shh, shh.

Um, she opened it 33 years ago,

put $50,000 a year in
for the next 12 years.

Since then,
it remained untouched,

accruing away -- $1,773, 480.18
as of last quarter.

You smelled it.

She had a kid when she was 17.

Put him up for adoption.

And her search history?

Been lookin' at
a lot of middle schools.

-For a kid who's 30?
-Bingo.

See, here she
is sitting quietly,

listening to people talk
in a survivor-guilt chat room.

So, I come in, talk about a kid
I had that I put up for adoption

and found out he died
and I was devastated.

And there she is.

-He died when he was 13?
-12.

You want to see a picture?

-You get a name?

-I got two.

-You know why Charlie
wanted to see me?

-Oh, when it comes to
the business, it is all him.

I mean, like I said
when we first met,

I'm really just a housewife.

-Mm.

-Linda giving you
Dad's coffee rap?

-Water just below boiling,
coffee weighed.

-Hey.
-I like a ritual.

-And I like good coffee.

-Any left?
-Yeah, I'll make you a cup.

-Do you want to come
into the office?

You can bring your coffee
if you like.

-Would it be insulting
to ask for sugar?

-Ooh.
-A little bit.

But I'm handling it.

All I ask is
that you try it first,

and then, if you still want
to sweeten it up...

I don't want to be disturbed
under any circumstances.

I hope you weren't expecting
a crystal ball

or anything like that.

-Tell you the truth, I don't
know what I was expecting.

I do use tarot cards
from time to time,

not because I honestly believe
that the order

in which you turn over the cards
can reveal anything

about your future
or your spiritual life,

because I do believe

that they can
be powerful symbols

in unlocking certain
characteristics

in both participants
in a reading.

-Is what this is going to be,
a reading? I mean, I thought --

Well, you called and said
it was important,

and, well, I imagined it was
about the Gypsies.

-That's for you.
It's $5,000.

-I don't understand.

-Well, I told you I knew a cop.

The Roma -- They tend to have
big, extended families.

He dug something up --

well, a few things about
your psychic's cousins

and what they were involved in.

Guys drive around supermarkets

telling people they can repair
the dents in their cars.

Sometimes
they steal their money,

and sometimes
they steal their cars.

Anyway, we convinced her
to take $15,000

and go back to Ohio
with her cousins

and never come back.

You're never gonna
be bothered again.

-I-I can't thank you enough.

-It was my pleasure, believe me.

-You know, I'm sorry that
someone as obviously open

and curious as you are had
the experience you had.

-Sorry.
Oop.

I'm actually, as a rule,
not all that gullible.

-But you don't seem to
automatically expect

the worst in others.

-Uh, that sounds like
a line from a reading.

-That is a Barnum statement.

It's a broad statement
that can be true of anybody.

-Thanks.

-It's a popular tool
in mentalism,

that sort of magic.

-Linda said that you were
a magician.

How did you, um, switch teams?

-Oh, that's a bit of a story.
-I'm curious.

-My dad died when I was five.
-I'm so sorry.

-For me, it was what it was.

But it broke my mother's heart.

She visited a-a woman
who claimed to be a psychic.

She told her my father
was nearby,

trying to warn her
that she was in danger,

and she was in danger,
all right.

The psychic took her
for everything --

all her savings,
the deed to our trailer.

I mean, we lived on the street
for almost a year.

-That's terrible.

-Oh, it got worse.

She dove headfirst into a
vodka bottle and never came out.

I was 14, and my sister
was 10 when she died.

-So, Dad said to mention,
in case it comes up,

he's going with the, uh --

the "trailer park/bad
psychic" story,

not the one where
his mom has lymphoma.

-Yeah, I-I figured.

Trailer park's
a little more real.

-You ever notice how,
in both stories, Grandpa dies?

-I think that's called
wish fulfillment.

Did you want more?
I can make more.

-No, I got to go to work.

Can't start doggin' it until
they realize I'm invaluable.

Good luck with that.

-Linda told me that you
actually were, well, psychic.

-Sometimes, I have intuitions
that are helpful.

Sometimes, the cards
can be helpful.

But I don't know.

I mean, maybe it's just
a question of focus.

-You must be the world's
most self-deprecating psychic.

-Well, I'm just glad
that you're safe, Nadine,

and that we were able to get you
some of your money back.

-Uh, the other day,
when you were at my house,

you stopped and said
that you had, um...

a feeling.
Was that this intuition?

-Just for a moment,
I-I felt a presence.

It could've been that,
or maybe it's just the situation

you're in with the Gypsies.

-There's that self-deprecation.

Could you --

Do you think
that you could, um...

find it again?
-Find it?

-The presence you felt.

I mean, you said
sometimes the cards...

-Oh.

You want me
to give you a reading.

-Well, no surprise here.

This card represents
strife, competition,

feeling beat up, under attack --

you know, like when someone
pulls down a tree

and leaves a rooster
with a crown on its head

in your bedroom to scare you.

-Mm.

-The three of cups.

Abundant life, long term,

surrounded by good food
and wine, good friends.

Sometimes, as I said,

the tarot just tells us
what we already know.

-I'm actually more
of a beer person.

-To be honest, so am I.

When these things were made,
they were probably talking mead.

-Mm.

-What?
-This, uh --

This is the cheaters card.

Someone is taking something,
being sneaky, unfaithful,

acting without integrity.

Your husband's business trips...

-Didn't take a psychic.

-Well, as I said,
sometimes the cards

just tell you
what you already know.

-Surprise.
-What are you doing here?

-I got you something.
Charlie's not home?

-Charlie's with a client.
He's not to be disturbed.

-One time, in high school,
I went home with this guy.

I mean, he took me to his place.
It was his parents' place.

They were out of town.

So, we're doing it
in his parents' bedroom.

I mean, we're trying.
He's a kid.

You know how boys get.

So I whisper in his ear,
"This is your parents' bed.

We're doing it
in your parents' bed."

He gets rock hard,
and we fuck for hours.

Sometimes, if there was a lull,

I just had to remind him
where we were.

-Good to know.
-Take me to your room.

You said he's with a client.

-You may find this hard
to believe --

I have boundaries.
You just crossed one.

-It'd be hot.
-No doubt.

You said you
had something for me?

-Scopolamine.

That drug I told you about.

I think it could be
really helpful in your work.

You're a pushy person.

Anyone ever tell you that?

-Who, me?

I'm all sweetness, all the time.

-Try that on one of your
"valued customers."

It works.

Maybe you'll realize
how invaluable I can be.

Oh, and I would divvy it up
if I were you.

Like I said, too much --
not a good thing.

-You said you wanted
to go to my room?

-Yeah.
You changing your mind?

-Well, I was just wondering.

You've got this stuff,
you know how well it works.

Why not just dose me?

We'd be in there right now,
under my sheets.

-The thought crossed my mind.

Seriously, it did.

It's gonna sound like
a Hallmark card, but...

I wanted it to mean something.

Try that shit out on someone.

It's fucking amazing.

And come see me...

soon.

-Excuse me, ma'am.
I think these are yours.

Charlie said you like my car,
so you know what?

It's yours.

-Eduardo, I don't...
I mean --

-You have no idea
how easy it is for me to do this

and how much Charlie
has helped my family and me.

You okay?

-Yeah, I'm just a little tired.

-Nothing a new car can't fix.

- I mean...

This is unbelievable.

-Drive it around the block.
You'll believe it.

Where's my boy?
I want him to see this.

-Oh, he's with a client.
-Uh-huh.

-Let me see if I can interrupt.

-No, no.
If, uh --

If he's helping someone,
God bless him.

How's he doing?

You know, his head...
everything else?

-He's good.
-Okay.

-He's fine actually.
-All right, well,

you let me know what he says

when he comes out
and sees this puppy.

-I don't know what to say.
-Look, all you got to say is,

"You're welcome."
The thank you is all me.

Oh, uh...

don't get pulled over.

The pink slip, chain of
title -- questionable at best.

-Oh.
Uh...

This is a serious card.
-What does that mean?

-Uh, this card speaks
of willing victimhood

to something that
you're not looking at.

To be honest, I-I don't see
this card often,

and it worries me a little.

-Worries you?

-Well, you seem to have
come to terms

with your husband's infidelity.

But I'm wondering if there's
something else in your life

you haven't come to terms with.

-Turn the next card.

-Okay.

Uh, this is the card
of motherhood.

-Motherhood.

-Uh, the Empress --
She sits in a garden

with ultimate compassion
and unconditional love.

It's a very powerful card.

Ca-Can you help me understand
what this means?

-This, um...

I can't go down
another psychic rabbit hole.

I appreciate what you've done
with the --

with the Gypsies
and all of that,

but I've done enough of this.
-Uh, that's fine.

We don't --
We don't have to continue.

-I mean, what is a pack of cards

gonna tell me
about my life, anyway?

-Well, I-I think
the better question would be,

what can you learn
from the answer?

-What if it's something
I don't want to know?

-Well, you can't --
I mean, I can put these cards

back into the deck,

but you can't just walk away
from what they're saying.

I mean, they'll
always haunt you.

What did you see
in these last two cards?

Okay, I'll tell you what.

What I'm gonna do is I will
put these last three cards

in an envelope
here in my desk,

and they'll be here
if you change your mind.

-No.

Turn it over.

-Are you sure, Nadine?

-I am.

-The mother and now
the child in a garden.

Abandoned.

Left alone.

-Keep going.

-Justice reversed.

Something very unfair happened,
something that was not right.

Tower reversed.

Something tore your world apart.

F-for no good reason.

What happened to that child,
Nadine?

-Oh, God.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, God.

-... and then if you're
gonna be like that,

he can't surprised
when somebody,

like, turns around
and kicks your ass, you know?

-Seriously.
-You know, is that...

Oh.
-Oh. Hey, Mom.

I thought you were going out.

-I thought you were in school.

-We just got sent home.

Mr. Jacobson -- uh,
he got the flu or something,

so it's terrible.

Emma.

-Hi.
-My mom.

-Nice to meet you,
Mrs. Haverford.

-Mrs. Haverford's
my husband's mother.

I'm Linda.

Is he bullshitting me
about the half day?

-Well, I mean,
there was an assembly

that we were supposed to go to
if we didn't have class.

Uh, I'm a sophomore, though,
so, honestly,

I'm -- I'm in more trouble
than he is.

Do you mind if I talk to Nick
for a minute?

-Mm? Mm-hmm.
-Just wait in the second.

-Oh, sure, Mrs. -- uh, Linda.

Dude, Gandalf is so dope.

-Nice.
Sophomore?

-I really like her.

-You messing anything up
in school, missing a day?

I know I keep saying this,

but this is when your grades
start to count for college.

-Mom, I got this, really.

-What's the story here?

-Oh, it's not weed,
if that's what you think.

-I know what oregano
smells like.

Weed, too.

-I got it from Fonso.
-Fonso?

-Yeah, he -- he said, um,

it was some kind
of love potion or something.

-You really do like this girl.
-A lot, yeah.

-She ditched school with you.
Maybe this stuff's working.

Tonight, we're gonna talk about
your little Adderall scam.

You're gonna explain to me
why you ground up Vitamin C

and what you do with your pills.

I'll send your girlfriend in.

-I hope you don't mind me
coming over.

I, uh -- I just remember
when I was a freshman,

it was all kind of scary,

and Nick is so sweet
and shy, and I just --

-I'm just happy
he's making friends.

-He said that your husband's
a psychic.

That's so awesome.

All my dad is
is just a lawyer -- my mom, too.

-Sometimes, a lawyer's
exactly what you need.

-Honestly, it's like a bad
'90s sitcom at my house.

-Nick's in his bedroom.

You can help yourself
to anything in the fridge.

My husband's in with a client,

so if you guys
can just watch the noise.

-Yeah, sure.
Um, thanks.

And don't worry
about his schoolwork.

Nothing happens
freshman year anyways.

-I was 17.

My family is Catholic.

Abortion was not an option.

-And the father?

-Oh, he was at SC
in his freshman year.

I honestly
didn't like him enough

to drag him back into it,

so I told my family I
didn't know who the father was.

-How'd that go?
-Ugh.

It was all very old school.

My mother arranged
a trip to Europe.

And I went to
a private facility in Ojai.

The baby was put up
for adoption.

My father didn't speak to me
for the rest of high school.

I went back East to college,
and he died, uh, my junior year.

-But you've never stopped
thinking about your child.

-No.
No.

-Your mom seems chill.

-Yeah.

-Uh, so if...
-Oh, right.

Sorry.
Uh, this is 70.

I told my mom
I got the whole thing wet,

showed her some goo.

She called me in a refill, so
90 more by next week, hopefully.

-That's genius.

Can we, uh, play some music
or something

if we keep it super-soft?

-Yeah, yeah.
-Uh, can I see your...

-Oh, yeah. Sure.
Sorry.

Uh, here you go.

-Dude, have you heard
Gods Wisdom?

Uh, there's, like,
a ton of really weird rap,

like, coming out
of Western Massachusetts.

-I'm, uh --
I'm just gonna lie down.

-Okay.

Yeah, we'll be quiet.
-Thanks, honey.

-Yeah, uh, if she's lying down,

that means we got
to be extra quiet.

-Do you think it's just
that growing up sucks?

That's kind of my theory.

When you're a kid, everyone
tells you what to do, right?

Like, somebody's always
flying the plane.

Growing up is you walk up to the
cockpit and there's no pilot.

-That sounds about right.
-Because what your dad does,

that's really what
it's all about, right?

I mean, like, people
are looking for a pilot.

-Absolutely.
-I don't know.

I-I used to really resent
my parents for that,

like, them
telling me what to do.

-Mm-hmm.
-Um...

and then, last year,
school sucked, like, super-hard,

and I was getting kind of
too heavy into benzos,

and I ran away twice --
like, once to Santa Barbara,

and then another time
to Riverside,

which is really not
where anybody wants to wind up.

Um, but --
-But you came back.

-Well, I got brought back.

-Oh.
-But, um, I don't know.

Something happened
the second time --

and this is gonna
sound super-corny --

it was the way my dad said
my name when he saw me,

like he thought he was
never gonna see me again.

And then there I was,

and I was like,
"These are people who love me,

no matter what else they are,
no matter what else I do."

-I get that.

-And then I was like,

"I've got, what, four,
three more years now?

What's bad about being
a kid a little longer?"

-So you're not --

you're not thinking about
running away anytime soon.

-I'm here for the duration.

-That's cool.

-We can hook up if you want.

-Yeah.
Sure.

Okay.

-Do you have anything?
-Um...

Just the Adderall.

-No, I meant protection.

- Oh.

Uh...

Uh...
No.

I ran out.

You are so cute.
I mean, like, really.

-I mentioned that
I had this dream

the other night --
very fragmented.

You were in it.

There was bleachers
and sounds of children

playing baseball,
the smell of candy.

Jelly beans, I think.

Horrible, senseless loss.

And I-I heard a name.

It was a Mark
or Mike, uh, Miles.

Miles.

But then I heard Dylan.

No.

I named him Miles --

my baby.

- Mom, I'm going out.
I'll be right back.

-When I came back from college,

I was at a loss
what to do with myself.

Tried therapy, medication.

And eventually, with the help
of a private detective,

I-I found my son,
where he lived.

-And you saw him?

-Well, I'm not really proud
of this, but I, um...

I would follow the family
when they went out --

would take pictures sometimes.

They lived in La Cañada, so they
went to Descanso Gardens a lot.

I have those pictures.
A boy in a garden.

Like the card.

They called him Dylan.

- Score.

-Uh, it's nothing.
It's --

You know these Valley houses --
They're cracker boxes.

You want to tell me the rest?
-Sure, um...

- Okay.

Shit.

-I was beginning to think
you guys were shining me on.

-Was just doing some cleaning.
-Ah.

You never struck me
as the domestic type.

Hmm.

Charlie around?

-He's with a client.

-Yeah, judging by the car
in the driveway, a rich client.

-All-day session.
-Hmm.

Well, can I come in?

-No. You can't.

Where's the hospitality?

-I am fucking furious at you.

-What? About Sylvia?

-No.

You gave my son a candle
and a baggie full of oregano

and told him
it was a fuckin' love spell.

-Hey, what was I
supposed to do, huh?

Kid comes over all lovelorn.

I was doing
my "Uncle Fonso" best.

-Yeah, well, the last thing

I need he starts believing
in this crap, Uncle Fonso.

- Thudding ]

We got people here.

They're just doing
the repairs after the shooting.

-You got damage in the kitchen?
-They're here.

Might as well just
get what I can out of 'em.

-I don't see any trucks
or anything.

-It's just one guy.
He's doing some cabinets.

I think his kid dropped him off.

-Hi, there.

Hope this isn't a bad time.

I, uh, brought a peace offering.

I brought a --
-No, I'm, uh --

I'm just
in the middle of something.

-Oh.

Yeah, well, I saw that, uh,
your window was being repaired

and all that, and I thought
it'd look pretty nice under it.

-Hmm.

-That's a good-looking rose.

-Well, it is now,
but you got to deadhead it.

-Deadhead?

What's that mean again?

-Well, you got to cut it way
back till it looks dead.

That's how you get
the real good blossoms.

-Sacrifice.

Now, that's something
I can understand.

You know a lot about roses?

-Oh, yeah.
It's like a passion of mine.

I could come back sometime,
show you how to do it --

the deadheading, I mean.

-That'd be great.
Really.

And thank you.

-Gary.

- Right. Gary.
Right.

Yes.

-Okay.
All right.

Um... okay.

-So, you had any repercussions?

-What do you mean?
-This drive-by.

I'm having a little trouble
with those douchebags --

Pardon me -- in the South Bay.

-You think that's who it was?

-That's why I came by,

make sure you guys
hadn't had any more trouble.

-We're fine.

-Well, I'll keep an eye on out.

And, uh...

sorry about
the love-charm thing.

I didn't know what else to do.

Hard to get good help
these days, huh?

-Mm.

-Why don't you go see

how badly this guy's
fucked up your cabinets,

tell Charlie that I came by,

and that I hope everything works
out with Nick and that girl.

He seemed real crazy about her.

-God.

Fuck.

-I watched him grow up
from a distance.

His first day of preschool,
I was across the street --

watched him walk in,
carry his little lunchbox.

Grammar school,
birthday parties in the park.

You said bleachers.
He played Little League.

I would go to the games.

I'd buy him presents --
toys, video games.

I saw him eat jelly beans,
so I would get those.

I-I never spoke
with him or anything.

I just left the presents
on the seats.

-And your husband...

-Oh, he never knew
anything about it.

-There's more.

-He was 12.

And I knew he hadn't been
to school for a while,

wasn't playing ball.

I was parked across the street
from his home,

and he came out
with his parents.

He was very thin.

And he'd lost all his hair.

That was
the last time I saw him.

Oh.
I am so sorry.

I have taken up your whole day.

I don't even know
how that happened.

-Please, stop.
It's what I do.

And if you ever want to come
back for cards or anything --

just to talk --
I'm here for you.

-Well, thank you.

And thank you
for helping me

with my -- my problem
and all that.

I mean, you can see now
why I was such easy pickings.

-Well, y-you're an open
and a caring person,

and there's nothing
to be ashamed of.

I really appreciate you
doing this, Charlie.

And thank you for listening.

-Like I said, it's what I do.
-Hey.

-Hey, yourself.

Uh, Mrs. Davies,
this is my son, Nick.

Nick,
this is Mrs. Davies.

-Hey, great Dad
you've got here, Nick.

-Yeah.
I thought you said

you were gonna be busy
for a little while.

-Yeah, I'm just finishing up.

Uh, hey,
I'm gonna go to the market.

Do you want pork chops?
-Uh...

Yeah, I think
we might have company.

-Weston?
-No, Emma -- my friend.

I think she might be a vegan.

-Well, then I'll make
a big salad.

I'll walk you out.
-Oh.

Nice meeting you, Nick.
-Yeah.

You, too.

Emma, shit.
I'm so sorry about...

Emma?

-Just a normal deck of cards.

Put it in the wine glass.

And I will take
the top card off.

What is that, six of diamonds?

Magically, it disappears.

-It's good, right?
-Yeah, it's good, yeah.

-You want to see how it's done?
-Sure.

-Okay.

Hey, hon.
We're in here.

All right.

There's a pork chop
on the stove if you're hungry.

-Great. Thanks.

-Hey, did you see Emma
before she left?

-No, honey.

-I think, uh, she has cold feet.
-Cold feet?

-Well, he comes racing
into the house

with a bag from the drugstore --
a little bag.

-Ah.

-Hey, guys, th-this is so wrong.

-You want to see
something else wrong?

While you were in with Nadine,
Eduardo stopped by.

Left a little something.

-Someone gave you a BMW?
-Mm-hmm.

Satisfied client
of your father's.

We're gonna have to do
a little explaining to Fonso.

He stopped by to see
how you were doing.

I kind of let him think that
the car belonged to your client.

-We'll tell them that, uh,
we took over her lease.

-How did it go with Nadine?

-I think I may be
of great help to her.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Why do we have to lie
to Uncle Fonso

about where you got a car?

-Fonso has some Old World ideas
about some things.

-Gypsy shit?
-Mm.

-You sure Emma
didn't say anything?

Because I've been texting her
since I got home,

and I get nothing.
She's not on Facebook.

-Well, maybe that, uh,
love charm didn't work.

-Love charm?

-Our son went over
to Fonso for a little help.

Like most Gypsy shit,
it didn't work.

-Cut it out.

I'm gonna be in my room.

-Let's get back to the fact
that we have a new BMW.

- Guess you want
to take a ride, huh?

-I do.

What?

-Nothing.
I'm...

I was just thinking we really
should redo these cabinets.

- Ohh!

-It's all right, honey.

It's just a bad dream.