South of Sanity (2023) - full transcript

(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

(upbeat music)

♪ We wouldn't be where we are today ♪

♪ We weren't where we were yesterday ♪

♪ I'll gladly climb this pile of shit ♪

♪ If it means being on
top of it with you ♪

♪ Only with you ♪

♪ Every day since you've been in my life ♪

♪ Been this way, all the sun ♪

♪ And the light from the Lord ♪



(shaver buzzing)

♪ Light from the Lord ♪

(shaver buzzing)

♪ Every day since you've been in my life ♪

- I bet you're wondering how we got here.

(tape whirring)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up.

Let's go back to before the
whole world was fucked up

to when it was just my
life that was fucked up.

(engines humming)

(phone buzzing)

(mellow music)

(phone buzzing)

Hi, I'm Lacy.



I got outta rehab yesterday,
and as you can see,

it probably wasn't a good idea
to celebrate that achievement

with a night of partying.

(upbeat music)

Hey, wake up.

I'm gonna miss my flight.

We gotta go.

- Had a good time last night.

- Yeah, I know.

You gotta go.

I have no idea why I can't stay sober.

Actually, I think I'm
hooked on that moment

when I fall off the wagon.

By the way, I'm not always this grim.

You'll see.

You get to hang with me for
the next week of my life.

Try to keep up.

(mellow blues music)

♪ I never learned right from wrong ♪

♪ Now, I'm right back home
where the past belongs ♪

♪ Wash away like the rain I could ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm low-down,
dirty, misunderstood ♪

(mellow blues music)
(engine humming)

- [Lacy] I've just landed
in a resort, my last resort.

(mellow blues music continues)

I'm a sentimental person,

but I'm also too lazy
to write things down,

so that camera doubles as my diary.

I try to capture everything
that happens in my life.

Hut, hut, go.

- [Both] Really is awesome. (laughs)

- Yeah, everything.
(Lacy laughing)

You see, I'm trying really
hard to stay outta rehab,

(hand smacking)

and it helps to have that unedited barrage

of reminders right by my side,

even those things that
I'd rather not remember.

So, how the fuck did I wind up back home

begging my brother for
a job in a flea market?

It's kinda complicated.
(pensive music)

Rehab, relapse, and repeat.

Hmm, maybe it's not that complicated.

(grass crunching)

(Lacy sobbing)
(pensive music continues)

(packet rustling)

(Lacy sniffing)

So, we made it, my brother Mike's house.

(Lacy sighs)

Oh, shit.

Looks nice, right?

Don't be fooled. (laughs)

The foundation has cracks.
(footsteps plodding)

- [Ryder] You're gonna die, motherfucker.

- Hey, hey.

- [Lacy] That's my brother Mike.

He'd sell anything to make a buck.

Compassion is not his strong suit.

Actually, I think he might
have sold his compassion.

My sister-in-law, Ila, she's
pretty hard on the outside,

but she's, mm, (laughing)
she's pretty hard

on the inside, too.

But we're cool.
(footsteps plodding)

Her kids Rowdy and Ryder run all over her,

but she holds her ground with Mike.

That's Jeff.

He's Ila's cousin and one

of the biggest bullshitters
you're ever gonna meet.

And Frita, she works for Mike,

and she don't take no shit from nobody.

That's our cousin, Tori.

She thinks we're all trash,

and well, I can't really argue with that.

She's right, but deep
down, she's just like us.

Poor girl.

- Our own baby girl.

What do you study here again?

- I, I'm doing a cultural study

of the American South in the 1780s.

I-
- Gonna die,

fucker.
- Oh, oh.

- You're gonna die, fucker.

(toy gun clicking)

- I thought my dad said they
attended a Christian school.

- Oh, they do.
- [Tori] Oh.

- Yeah.
- Toy ain't a thing-

- Nice.
- Boy.

- Okay.

- Hey, we're right in the
middle of something here.

- Yeah, could you just give us a minute?

- Yeah.

(footsteps plodding)

- There's the reason why
we fired you the last time.

- I understand, and y'all know

that I hate working at flea markets,

but I really need a job.

So, can I work with y'all again?

(children screaming)

I know y'all need people y'all can trust.

- What do y'all think.

- [Child] Fucker.

- Well, what I think is we have leggings

to fold and bags to stuff.

- That's right.

- Jeff, what do you
think besides her rack?

- [Jeff] It's a great rack.
(mellow music)

- Oh, hell, you're hired.

(Lacy laughs)

- Good, I'm going for a celebratory smoke.

- [Frita] And I'm behind
you with the baggage.

- [Jeff] All right,
where'd (indistinct) go?

(Lacy laughs)

- Hey, y'all, I guess
I'm venting this morning

driving to the flea market
because Mike tells me

that they are still selling meth,

and they're using a stupid
code word called wholesale.

I don't know what
they're, they're thinking.

Uh, uh, uh, do they not
understand that I'm an addict,

that I don't need to be
around this shit no more?

(Lacy laughs)

I, I, I'm at a loss.

I, I just don't get it.

They don't make any fucking sense.

♪ Clemenceau headed on
the road outta town ♪

- I wanna stay clean.

But when your reality is
selling polyester leggings

at a flea market, it
sure as fuck ain't easy.

I begged (laughing) for this job?

What the hell was I thinking?

- Uh, leopard's fine.

- Yeah, yeah.
- You got something

more dangerous-

- No, we got it, we got it.
- predator like?

- [Mike] Hey, Jeff, Jeff, she
wants the, uh, leopard print.

♪ I ain't got nothing
to, nothing to lose ♪

♪ Gimme a stick of dynamite now ♪

- Hey.
- Oh, God.

(Lacy laughs)

- Lacy, good to see you back.

- Yeah.

(plastic rustling)

- How are you?

- All right.

(customer laughing)

- Hey, look, I was looking to do

a little wholesale business today.

- Ah, nah, I'm done with all that.

- Come on, Lacy.

You know I'm all right.

(Lacy sighs)

Please.

- Mike, we got a wholesale customer.

(plastic rustling)

- Thank you.

- [Lacy] This is not the
best environment for me.

- Code five.

(plastic rustling)

- All right, ma'am, please
take the item outta your bag.

- I ain't got nothing.

- My employee over there saw you put

our merchandise in your bag.

- I ain't gotta steal.

- Oh, well, if that's true,

you won't mind if security comes over here

and take a look-
- All right.

- at what's in your bag.
- You know what?

I only put it in there so I wouldn't have

to hold it while I was shopping.

Now, I ain't buying anything.
(plastic rustling)

- I mean, of all the things to steal.

(package thudding)

- Hey, what'd I miss?

- [Ila] Right there.

- What's code five?

- It's when we got a shoplifter.

- Got another one?
- Yep.

- What's code one, two, three, four?

- Uh, we ain't got
nothing for those numbers.

(electricity buzzing)

- Shit.

God.
(electricity buzzing)

- [Ila] The hell's happening here?

(electricity buzzing)
- Shit, shit.

(Mike laughs)

I ain't buying this either.

(Taser thudding)

- Well, shit, we can't sell that now.

- What you get for
stealing a fucking Taser.

- It's been so crazy around here.

I'm just gonna take

(children screaming)

a, a minute to meditate.

(Lacy laughs)

- [Child] Let's go swimming.

- Okay, maybe not.

- [Child] Here.

(items clattering)

- [Lacy] What's all that ruckus about?

I lost my camera.

Yeah, that camera.

(energetic music)

(Lacy groans)

- I did this once.

- Where the fuck is it?

- You know, when I lost my NSYNC CD.

- And yesterday-

- Yeah, and I lost my vape pen.

Have you seen it?

- Oh, God, I've lost my fucking camera.

- Was it like a, like a GoPro
camera, a Nikon, a Sony,

or a throwaway?
- It's just

a digital fucking camera.

- Okay, Jesus, you act like you got

something you should hide on there,

like wearing white after Labor Day

'cause you should do, you should
hide that if you have that.

- Look, it's worse.

It's me having sex with a former friend

of the family worse.

Tori isn't very sympathetic towards me,

which I guess is fair

since I don't give a
damn about her problems.

- We were gonna go to the public pool,

but I'm a broke college student,

and I'm not gonna pay for you,

so we're gonna use your pool instead.

- What the fuck?

I wanna go to a big pool.

- (laughing) Okay, you
guys are just so cute.

- This is bullshit.

- She don't know what
the fuck she's doing.

- I don't know.
(hands smacking)

- Yours.

(Tori laughing)

- [Tori] Your turn.

- Are you laughing?
- Yeah.

Yeah, that's good.
(water sloshing)

(dog barks)

- [Child] God.

(dog barks)

- Hey, dad, how are you?
(mellow music)

Good, good.

No, I'm not okay.

Are you kidding me, dad?

These people are insane.

I mean, they have me work for them 24/7,

and, and they have their employees sleep

on the floor of their house.

I mean, I've seriously never.

(door clattering)

No.

I'm pretty sure my room has mold.

(items clattering)

I'm sweating from places I
didn't even know existed.

No wonder Lacy just came to California

and just stayed with us a long
as she did and went to rehab.

Love you, too.
(door clattering)

Bye.

(mellow music)

- Another morning at the Hilgreen's.

The sun is shining.

The birds are chirping, and
a bad decision is inevitable.

I thought you said this was a new go-kart.

- Yeah, well, new to them.
(energetic music)

- Cheap-ass used go-kart.
(Lacy laughs)

- You know what?

I fucking paid for it,
and the thing to me is

why, why does Santa
Claus get all the credit?

Well, this-
- So-

- woulda been-
- This isn't supposed

to be Christmas time, right?

- This would've been a
good Christmas present

if you'd given it to 'em at Christmas.

- Well, they're gonna love it.

They're gonna love it.

- All right.
- And,

and I'm the one who paid for it.

All right, here's what I want you to do.

Close that up.

We're gonna bust through this bitch.

- Why?

- You talk about, you talk about surprise.

Wait till, wait till you see this.

(door clattering)

(Lacy grunts)

In all the way.

- [Lacy] I can't get it closed.

- Michael, we can't
bust through that door.

- We can.
- What are you thinking?

- This is gonna be-
- Mm-mm.

- [Mike] All right, fuck it.

Open it up.
- It's not closing.

- [Mike] No, no, open it up.

- Shit.

(Lacy grunts)
(door clattering)

- It'll be, it'll be just
as good coming this way.

- It's not safe.

- No, it's gonna be
just as good coming out.

All right, Jeff, we are a go.

We are a go.

I want you to keep the kids on the side.

Keep 'em on the side.

I wanna surprise 'em.

All right, it is a go, and
tell 'em that, uh, tell 'em

that Santa Claus and Mrs. Claus
(laughing) are coming out.

- [Ila] I,
(hand thudding)

Oh.
- Yeah.

(engine revving)

- Oh, Mike, hey, watch that bar.

- I know, or I'm fucked.

- I'll be out here.

(engine revving)

- You good?

Oh, man.

- All right, hold on, hold on.

- Okay.
- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- Ah, oh.
(go-kart clattering)

- Merry Christmas, bitches.

(Ila laughing)
(energetic music)

(engine revving)

- [Ila] Go, go, go.

- [Lacy] If the choice falls
down the used versus new,

Mike will always choose used.

He says that's because
kids get bored with stuff.

Then, you're just throwing
away money for no damn reason.

- (sobbing) I never get to catch 'em.

- [Lacy] Oh, and if you're
worried about Rowdy,

he's a tough kid.

Honestly, by now, I think his
body's, like, 85% scar tissue.

- [Rowdy] I wanna catch 'em.

(mellow music)

- Hmm, back here again, and
just in case you're starting

to think that flea market
ain't so bad, this is for you.

- Oh, where's the bathroom?

I need a bathroom now, now, now.

Oh, my God, nevermind.

Oh.

- I don't think I'd pee here.
- Weird.

(hangers clanking)

Seriously?
(urine pattering)

- [Customer] Oh.
(urine pattering)

- Wait, what the hell are y'all doing?

Y'all just gonna let
customers piss on my shit?

Security, get over here.

(urine pattering)

- What's going on here?

- Well, take a look.

- [Security] Oh, my God.
(customer exhaling)

I don't get paid enough for this shit.

- All right, okay, all right, all right.

Get your hands off.

Get your hands off of me.

I'm still peeing a little bit.

- Had some fucked up shit out here today.

All right?

Now, I ain't saying it was your fault.

Sure as hell ain't mine.

(hand thudding)

- Daddy, I found it in
the bathroom shower.

(quizzical music)

- [Mike] That ain't no teabag.

- I didn't do it.

- Ain't nobody's speaking up?

- It's mine.

- All right then, do a little
process of elimination.

I know for sure it
ain't Ila 'cause I know,

and I know it ain't Jeff 'cause I know.

That leaves one of two people.

Either my sweet little
sister or my bum fuck cousin.

- I had my period last week,

and if I'd've taken out in the shower,

(laughs) I'd have put
it in the damn trash.

- Yeah, man, she's right.

She definitely had her period last week.

- I did it.

But you know, at least you don't have

to explain women's
menstruation to him now.

I think all women should
be able to do that.

They're creating a lining in their uterus

that they're going to
shed and have a baby.

- And I think that, if
women wanna take a shit

in the shower, they should
be able to do that, too.

You know, we, we should have
the same toilet rights as men.

- Once again, made it all about you.

Come on, Rowdy.

(cup thudding)

(chair clattering)

(footsteps plodding)

- Thanks.

- Okay, look.

(mellow music)

- I need to find this damn camera,

so I need you to do me a solid.

(engine humming)

And by solid, I just needed
Tori to pretend to be me

and go on a date with a wholesale
customer from my brother,

giving me time to find my camera.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, cowboy.

You know a Southern girl never
goes there on a first date.

And plus, it is shark week down south,

and the dollar store's outta
razor's last time I checked.

I had such a great time, good night.

Ah. (laughs)

♪ Oh, I hear your name ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm gonna ♪

(door slamming)

- Gonna kill her.
♪ I'm gonna fuck ♪

that little baby

- My camera's still lost,
and I guess I am, too.

(energetic music)

♪ She's a bit of a devil ♪

♪ But I can't let you go ♪

- Hey, wake up.

(plastic rustling)

Wake up.

(Lacy coughing)

You know what?

In my other life, I would've taken

a passive approach to this.

However, now you are dead to me.

(energetic music continues)

(Lacy sniffs)

- It's, it's that bad, huh?

♪ But I can't let you go ♪

♪ But I can't let you go ♪

(bag thudding)

- [Lacy] Before there was
meth, there was moonshine.

Ila's daddy, Jabo, has
got a handle on that.

(mellow music)

I'm surrounded by one hell of
an assortment of temptations.

- Whiskey, you don't drink
it for the taste anyhow.

You drink it for the, you know-

- The feeling.

- Yeah, you know, get you little bit-

- Yeah, I don't drink for the-

- Yeah.
- for the taste.

- I like it, man.

I love it.

We're going to use an old
George Washington recipe.

Ya always gotta have good water.

- Well, uh, hang on now.
(upbeat music)

- And you write all this down.

- All right.
- I'll teach you how.

- All right, good water.

- Don't use, ever use city water.

- 'Kay.

- We using spring water
today, and the best way

to check your water is take
your little old trap there,

and go down here, and get you a minnow,

and put that minnow in that
water, and go back the next day,

and see if that minnow's alive.

If that minnow's alive, you
know that got good water.

But if that minnow's dead,
you don't use that water.

- Minnow like a fish?
- No.

Yeah, like a fish.

That's just 'bout ready and run.

(Lacy laughs)

See how warm it is.

Whoo, dang hot.

(Lacy laughs)

Gotta watch these pipes.

And this old coil over here
where we got this water in here,

we gotta keep it cool.

- You two almost burnt the house down.

- [Lacy] We had it under control. (laughs)

- Yeah.

It's all fun and games,
till somebody dies.

- Jabo said it's gotta
be really hot, right,

to make good moonshine.
(steam hissing)

And-
- It got hot.

- And it did get hot.
(Mike laughs)

It got hot.

(steam hissing)
But the problem was

that we didn't get to
the, the, the last part is

you gotta make sure it cools down,

and, and, well, he doesn't really read

the temperature gauge.
(container clanking)

He doesn't go by that.

So, it just started smoking (laughs),

and it just started going,

and just started shaking, and wobbling,

and, well, everything just
went to shit, basically.

(steam hissing)

- This damn thing needs to blow.

Get away, honey.
(container clattering)

Go back there. Go on.

- I did, I did.
(machine clattering)

- [Jabo] Oh, hell, we
done blowed our still up.

(door clattering)

(Lacy laughs)
(phone ringing)

- What are you wearing?

- Oh, hold on.

(zipper whizzing)
(phone ringing)

Hello.

Oh, hey.

I'm actually kind of busy right now.

Can I call you back?

Okay, bye.

(mellow music)

So, next time I do you a favor,
there won't be a next time.

- Mm.
- Mm-hmm.

- Uh, I'm having a party tonight.

- What?

- [Lacy] A party tonight.

(zipper whizzing)

- Well, turns out I am free and would love

to meet all of your friends.

- I had to tell her
about the fucking party.

There was nothing I could do.

She left with her
bedazzled hat, fanny pack,

and booty shorts like
this was the best thing

that's ever happened to her.

- Well, that's just sad.

- But you know what?

I probably owe it to her for sending her

on that date with Chet.

- What?

No, I mean this shit's not
as clear as it should be.

(sighs) Dammit, Jeff.
(mellow reggae music)

- [Tori] Hey, introduce to your friends.

- Okay, look, you can
flirt with anyone you want,

but just so you know,
the guy in the gamer hat-

- Yeah.
- you can't have him.

- Oh.
- Remember not to.

Hey.

Uh, Brett, this is Tori.

- How you doing?
- Tori, Brett.

- Hey.

- I like your shirt.

What's that say, straight outta condoms?

- Yeah, options. (laughs)

- Yeah.

- [Tori] Uh-huh.

(Lacy laughs)

♪ You got me mesmerized when
I look into your dreamy eyes ♪

♪ Took a sip of your mango potion ♪

♪ That's the way my heart was stolen ♪

(doorbell ringing)

(hand knocking)

(door squeaking)

- Clearly, we're all outta sober, sir.

- Um, I'm so sorry about her.

She's had a bit to drink.

What can I do for you Officer Chad Brady?

- Well, we've been out here a few times

the past couple months.

It's gotta stop.
- Hey.

Ask me to walk a line.

I'll do it.

- You're not fucking driving.

(Tori laughing)

We'll, we'll, we'll keep it down.

- Mm-hmm.

Wouldn't wanna have to come
back out here and see you again,

now would I?

♪ Into your dreamy eyes ♪

♪ Took a sip ♪

♪ Of your mango potion ♪
(Lacy sighs)

♪ That's the way ♪

♪ My heart was stolen ♪
(hand knocking)

(door slamming)

- Fuck that, guys.

Let's party.

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(Lacy laughs)

- [Partygoer] Whoo.

♪ You got me mesmerized ♪

♪ When I look into your dreamy eyes ♪

♪ Took a sip of your mango potion ♪

♪ That's the way my heart was stolen ♪

♪ Mesmerized ♪
(liquid spattering)

- Looking happy on the outside
when you feel like dying is

one of the reasons I tend to escape.

The cracks are too deep.
♪ My heart was stolen ♪

(birds chirping)

(lazy music)

(plastic rustling)

(bag rustling)

(hand knocking)

- [Rowdy] Mom, we're late for school.

(door clattering)

- What'd you say?

- We're late for school.

- Okay, gimme five minutes.

How 'bout just-
- No, we're late for school.

- Okay, I'll get my keys.

(door clattering)

Let's go. Let's go.

Get in the car. Get in the car.

We're late.

(footsteps plodding)

Where are your shoes?

- [Ryder] We aren't dressed yet.

- You're dressing enough.

(door clattering)

Get in the car.

You're late, God.
(door clattering)

- [Ryder] I'm hungry, mama.

- Yeah, can't can't you wait to lunch?

Just-
- I'm hungry, too.

- All right, I hear you.

Get in the car.

Get him in his belt, in his seatbelt,

and then put your shoes on.

Watch your feet.

Watch your feet. Watch your feet.

Go, go, go, go.
(door clattering)

(car beeping)

- I think I'm late too much, mama.

My pants are already falling off.

- Okay.

Look, here we go.

What do y'all want?

- Sausage biscuit, biscuit and
gravy, and cinnamon raisins.

- I want all that, too.

- [Drive-Through] Can I
have your order, please?

- [Ila] Uh, I, I, I need
three sausage biscuits

and a biscuit and gravy.

- Yes.
- Yes.

- 'Kay, no, that's for me.

- Boo.
- Boo.

- [Ila] Y'all shut up.

(energetic music)

(Lacy sighs)

- This is a bullshit detail job.

- You're a bullshit detail job.

- Yeah, stranded again

because my husband only
buys cheap-ass used cars.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

You sure?

I ain't sick or nothing.

No, I guess we can come
by and pick him up.

No, that's what he wanted to wear.

- What was that all about?

- I don't know.

Rowdy's acting strange or something.

Teacher said he was acting crazy.

You gotta go get him.

- I don't have time for this shit.

(footsteps plodding)

- Kinda weird, man. (laughs)

- Hey, dad, uh, missed your call.

Sorry I don't get any reception here.

Um, just wanted to tell you that I'm good,

but I lost my scholarship,
so, um, anyway, uh,

in other news, they have these people,

like, slaving in this garage here.

It's really weird.

Anyway, um, I miss you, and I love you.

Okay, bye.

(energetic music)

- What the fuck you doing?

- I'll ought to kill you,
but you ain't worth killing.

Piece of shit.

All of you get inside the house right now.

Tori, get the kids' homework ready.

I will deal with you later.

I will wear your ass out.

Did I stutter?

- So, we had a bit of a
shit storm today at school

'cause one of y'all left an
adult baggie of gummy bears

after the party last night.

Little Rowdy got into 'em.

- Oh, come on.

Those party favors were
left out for everybody.

We all got messed up.

(Ila sighs)

If some got left out accidentally,
it ain't nobody's fault.

- [Rowdy] Let's have some cake.

(quirky music)

- This (laughing) ain't good.

It don't do no good to go worrying

about things you can't control.

Sometimes you just gotta hope for the best

and let things work themselves out

even if that thing is a kid tripping balls

after eating meth gummy bears.

(energetic music)

- Shut up, and let's get
this shit outta here.

- All right.
(equipment clanking)

- We gotta put this back together, y'all.

- We'll do it later.

- If Lacy hadn't been talking
shit about black holes

and medication to our son,
(equipment clanking)

then child services wouldn't
even be on their way here.

- It's meditation, and it ain't my fault

you got all fucked up and
left the gummy bears out.

(energetic music continues)

- [Tori] Hi.

- Hey.
- Hey, I'm Tori.

- Hey.
- It's so good

to meet you guys.
- We're

with, uh, child services

and, uh-
- Oh, good to meet you.

- Uh, well-

- We need to speak to Mr.
and Mrs. Mike Hilgreen.

- Yeah, I'll show you guys inside.

You wanna come in?

You don't have to-
- I'll help you out right now.

- Okay, all right.
- Come on out.

Come on in.
- All right.

- Oh, my God.
- That's good.

Come on.

(Ms. Jones clearing throat)

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

That's hospitality in the South.

- Uh, yeah.
- That's what they tell me.

- Yeah, yeah, that's what I hear.

- [Tori] Oh, yeah.

- Seriously, they're on their way.

We gotta, look.
- We can't do this.

- [Lacy] We gotta take it out back.

- I don't know where they are.

I'm sorry.

- Okay.

- But you can look for 'em.
- Okay.

- Oh.
(door clattering)

- Come on in. What's up?

(door clattering)

- Uh, we're with child services.

I'm Mr. Keith.

This is my partner, Ms. Jones.

We're here to look in on
a, uh, uh, Rowdy and Ryder.

You guys, uh, uh, you guys
mind if we take a look around?

- Absolutely, take, make yourself at home.

- [Mr. Keith] All right, all right.

- Mike, where are the fucking kids?

(Lacy gasping)

- Hi, I'm Lacy.

- Hey.

- I'm the aunt.

Hi.

I'll just, uh, I'll show y'all around.

- All right, thank you.
- Hey.

Just follow me.

It's, it's a little messy.

Um, we, we were-
- My casa is su casa.

(Ms. Jones and Lacy laughing)

- [Lacy] We work from home, see.

- And what exactly is it
that your family does?

- Oh, we work in the flea market business.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- [Mr. Keith] How's that going?

- Oh, it's good.

It's good, I mean, ups
and downs, but it's good.

- Look at that.
- Your fucking ass.

- Ah.
(Lacy moaning)

- Oh, my God.
(hand smacking)

- [Ryder] Look at that
fucking they were on.

- Look at that butt and
soggy with choo-choos.

(upbeat music)
- Give me the camera.

Give me the camera now.

Ryder, Ryder, give me the camera.

(kids chattering indistinctly)

- Oh, my God.

- Give me the camera.

- [Rowdy] I want some gummy bears.

- What do you think

the most likely scenario is here, Matty?

- It's Matt.

Well, correct me if I'm
wrong, but your kid got hopped

up on meth gummy bears
and was sent home to you.

You were forewarned that child
services would be arriving

the next morning to check
in on the household,

but you neglected to get
your affairs in order

and to clean up the house.

Then, child services came
in and found the boys

dressed in girls' leggings
watching a sex tape

with your sister, who
just got back from rehab.

Now, does that about sum it up?

- Pretty much.

(crickets chirping)

- [Friend] How's your herpes?

- Why are you asking her about herpes?

(Tori inhaling)

I mean, I had shingles
once, and it hurt like shit.

- I found a bottle of herpes medication

in my boyfriend's bathroom,

and that's what you just reminded me of,

but that's the same
medication for shingles.

- [Ila] Mm-hmm.

- So-
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm, I'm fine.

- How do you know it was shingles?

Is this the same guy that
you said hadn't slept

with you in a few weeks?

- I mean, it could be shingles,
but that's what I thought.

- Mm-mm.

Is this the same guy

that you said couldn't
get you off very well?

- [Ila] Well, damn, that ain't worth it.

Lemme see a picture of him.

- Mm.

- Oh, he's hot.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

(Tori sighs)

- He's a tattoo artist.

I normally wouldn't go for
those kind of people, but-

- [Ila] Mm-hmm.

- Hmm, he did a pretty
good job of getting me off.

- You set me up with him.

(lighter clicking)

- Yeah.

(quirky music)

- Herpes runs in my family.

- To live in this family is like survival

of the fittest or sanest.

Sometimes the environment
that is almost impossible

to live in is the one that
makes you feel the most alive.

Okay, I'm gonna get
you fuckers up to speed

since the world is a
full-on shit show right now.

And let's face it, it's been a while.

(laughs) And, boy, did
y'all miss some shit.

(mellow music)

After we got that letter, we moved,

thinking we could outsmart
CPS, and Tori ran back

to California with her
tail between her legs.

And then, my fucktard
family had another hellion,

(baby screaming)

(laughing) which of
course, slowed us down.

(baby screaming)

And that was that.

But my family blames me mostly

for the kids getting taken away.

But that was only partly my fault.

(tense music)

And then, to make matters worse, (sighs)

I had to get my beautiful
boobies, which you all can vouch

for because you're
following my story, cut off

by a surgeon because my demon
jeans are trying to kill me.

And now, I'm stuck out here
away from my family, (sighs)

waiting for another reconstructive surgery

in an RV with this asslick one-night-stand

that I hardly even know in the middle

of a pandemic quarantine bullshit.

- Lace.
(upbeat music)

(door clattering)

- Jesus, fucking, Lick.

(head thudding)

- What are you doing?

Hey, is that your bro?

Is he sending us some more
wholesale shit to move?

- No, this is my video diary,

and I done told you Mike don't know

that you helped with that last shipment,

so you can't say nothing about that.

- Oh, yeah, right.

I forgot.

All right, well, no worries.

He's gonna grow to love me.

Who wouldn't?
- Shit, dude.

- It's pretty nice out.

You wanna go for a walk or something,

take this fucked up haircut you
gave me here out for a spin?

- [Lacy] Yeah, I guess.

- All right, cool.

Let's go.
(door clattering)

(Ila sighs)

(phone beeping)

- Hey.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- (sighs) I'm going over these figures.

I'm not selling anything online.

How are you doing?

- I'd be better my wife
would let me in my own house.

- Well, you are technically
in your house, okay?

You just keep breaking the rules, Mike.

I told you you had to
do a 14-day quarantine.

That was it, and I keep
hearing that door opening,

so I know you're going somewhere.

- I can go anywhere.

I did one of them home
tests, and I tested positive.

I got the antibodies.

- Yeah?

Who'd you order that from?

(paper rustling)

- [Mike] A reliable source.

- Probably your trainer,
and if you believe

what that test says, you're
dumber than an AIDS sex party.

- You know, look, going to the golf store,

it's a necessary item.

It's essential.

What do you want me to do, go stir crazy?

And by the way, when I'm out there,

I'm, like, 200 yards away from anybody,

mainly 'cause I hit the ball

about 50 yards farther than anybody,

further, I'm saying.
- Well, honey,

I agree with you mostly.

God's got the steering
wheel on this whole thing.

- I ain't saying he don't.

- Mike, it's not about me.

It's not me I'm concerned about, okay?

I mean, we will not be allowed
visitation with the kids

if that's even a possibility
during this time.

And Lacy can't come help us
because we are being careless

and not following the rules.

I mean, she keeps telling me

she's got this immunity compromised.

- We ain't gonna even
be able to see the kids

until this quarantine is lifted anyway.

And Lacy's supposed to
be helping us, right?

I mean, she owes us one.
(phone ringing)

I gotta go.

I found my ball.

- Mike, who is?

(upbeat music)

(notifications chiming)

- Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Never get this shit to work.

- Yo.

- [Lacy] Meet Birdie.

We like to call her FMH,
functioning meth head.

She's in a category all her
own, rare but does exist.

You're just meeting her now
because Mike had fired her

because she accidentally
took downers at work

and passed out face down in a box,

but he's since rehired her.

Are you seeing a pattern?

- This video chat shit's for the birds.

- Oh, hang on a second.
(phone ringing)

Got some business to attend to.

FU Inc., what's up?

- Hey, man, look.

(hand thudding)

You take credit cards?

- No, no cards.

Cash App, Venmo, cash.

- You take Cash App? (laughs)

- Yeah, you have to talk to my associate.

Birdie.
- Yeah, just get my Venmo.

- I'm gonna text you.

(phone beeping)

All right, back to business.

Yeah, the good news is I tested
positive for the antibodies.

But the bad news is Ila
doesn't believe that shit.

- Wait, didn't I tell you?

- Tell me what?

(dramatic music)

Birdie's been helping
me out with some shit.

And since all of her
friends haven't gotten sick,

she did some research, and she found out

that, if you've ever done
meth on any regular basis,

at any time in your life, you're immune.

(Lacy laughs)

- Online, and by the way, I
passed an antibodies test.

- Yeah, from your reliable source.

Ila told me.

- Hey, you don't get it.

I passed an antibodies test, damn right,

and by the way, (coughs) I'm
like a walking brick of gold

'cause I can sell 'em.

(paper rustling)

See that?

- Look, I'm all for it.

I'm sure there'll be a
line of people waiting

around the corner for you (laughs)

to inject your unproven, untested vials

of antibodies into 'em.

I mean, this is your
beloved Trump country.

- Damn right.

(mellow music)

(tray rasping)

Hold on a second.

Oh, man.

Look at this shit.

See that?

- Yeah.

You know, I think maybe
Ila has y'all separated

for a reason.

Maybe it's an excuse to
give her some more time

to spend with her newfound love,

you know, the big man upstairs.

- [Ila] Mike, you see your food?

- Yeah, I got em, thanks.

- Hey, Ila, I got your text earlier.

I'll give you a call later.

- [Ila] 'Kay.

(upbeat guitar music)

- What's that noise?

- That's Lick.

(upbeat guitar music continues)

- What kinda name is that?

No, you know what? Don't tell me.

I don't even wanna know.

- No, dummy.

I went out one night.

I'm new in town,

and so all these people
are calling this guy Lick,

so I'm thinking I'm gonna get
some good face sitting in.

But that is not near the
reason this guy is called Lick.

He's more of a freeloading asslick.

Lick, I'm on the damn phone.

(guitar continues twanging)

- That shit would drive me crazy

if I had to live with that all day.

You're gonna look just as crazy
when you get your hair done.

- Shut up, but that does
bring me to a point.

Good news, I'm all outta
that last wholesale shipment

that you sent me.

Something you might not
be too keen on, though, is

that Lick made the deliveries for me.

- Who the fuck is this guy?

Lacy, do you not, do you not
understand the difference

between being under the radar

and then being a fucking bullseye?

That's what this shit does.

- I understand your concern,

but I can't go out in this at the moment.

I'm immunocompromised, and I'm stuck

with this guy right now.

Plus, I think you're
really gonna like him.

- Is that Mike?

Mike.

Dude, you're my idol, bro.

Your business mind,
it's, it's awe-inspiring.

You keep planting those mines,

people are gonna walk on 'em,

and (imitates mine exploding)
they're gonna explode,

and bloody chunks of business
are gonna be everywhere,

and everybody's gonna know Mike.

Awesome, dude.

- Appreciate it.

- Yeah.

He's not the brightest.
(guitar twanging)

- I'm fucked.

- We'll talk later, though.

- Yeah.

Lick.

(computer beeping)

- Well, you, you shaved.

Who you cleaning up for?

- Everybody.

Tired of getting shit from you.

Lacy said it looked like Grizzly Adams.

And I figured also we were
going to see the kids.

It'd be good to clean up a little bit,

so, oh, and Lacy, by the way, is seeing

some dude named Lick, Lick,

and, uh, he's selling our product.

- Okay, I, I don't want
to talk about that.

I don't have any knowledge
about what's going

on with that side of the business.

We have to talk to our
attorney to figure out a time

when we can talk to our kids.

- Dammit, Ila, we used
to talk about everything.

You know that, right?

I mean, we, before your dad died,

and our kids got taken away,
we talked about everything,

but now you, you just bury your head

in the, in the damn Bible.

And you know, I, I lost 'em, too.

And we need to have a unified front.

(mellow music continues)

- I got you.

(hands thudding)

(computer beeping)

(gentle guitar music)

(computer beeping)

- [Lacy] I thought you quit.

- Oh, I did.

Don't tell Mike.

- He's mad enough of me already,

(Ila laughs)

but I can't get exposed to this shit.

And his dumb thinks he's immune.

- Yeah.

- You know, I've been
fighting with my insurance

for three full days on them not wanting

to pay out-of-state claims?

(Ila scoffs)

So, now I gotta find new
insurance during a pandemic.

It's all a fucking scam.

- Uh, that's what my daddy
used to say, and you know what?

I was just flipping through
some pictures before you called,

and, um, (sighs) I really miss him.

I, I don't think I ever
got a chance to grieve.

- I don't think you were
given the opportunity.

I mean, you had Rebel, and
then Jabo and I got sick

at the same time.

And then, right after that,
you were dealing with CPS.

- Yeah, I know.

And you know, I used to
go and sit in his room

and just talk to him
after, after he was gone.

And one day, I was in there
praying, and when I finished,

um, I looked at his picture

and, and there, there were actual tears

streaming down his face.

(laughing) Now, I know
you're not gonna believe me.

- You know, everybody gets
through stuff their own way.

I know we joke about you
finding Jesus and all that,

but if it works for you, it works for you,

Shit, I believe in everything.

You name it, I believe it,
except for that flat earth crap.

I just cannot buy into all that.

And y'all been making fun of me for years.

(Ila laughs)

- Well, but you know, um,

I, I think that all

of this is, uh, is really
starting to get to me.

- Well, I have an idea.

Why don't we get
everybody on a video chat,

and we can all show photos
and videos we have of Jabo.

I think it'll be good for everybody.

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

I don't know if I'm, uh,

I don't know if I'm really ready for that.

- Well, then I could just send
the photos and videos I have,

and you can look at 'em on your own time.

(gentle guitar music continues)

- What I really need from you is for you

to upload that product list
and get the descriptions in

because we have got to
start selling some stuff.

- Well, I can try,

but you have not given
me the correct inventory,

so it might just be-

- Hey, Ila.
- a big mess.

- [Mike] Get, get Jeff's number.

- Hey, I got, I'll talk
to you later, okay?

(computer beeping)

(gentle guitar music continues)

(vape thudding)

(Lacy sighs)

(headset clacking)

- Ow, fuck, bitch.
- I'm on the damn phone.

- What is it?
(mellow music)

- Ila, do you have Jeff's correct number?

- I think so, don't you?

- No, I, I've called, like,
four different numbers,

and none of 'em work.

How many burners does
that boy use in a week?

I mean, I've been, I've
been trying to get in touch

with him for, like, four days.

- I'll forward you the numbers I have.

(notifications chiming)

- Dammit, I have all those numbers.

All right, forget it.

I'll just try to call Keisha or Birdie.

(mellow music continues)

(computer beeping)

- Hey, Mike, what's up?

- I'm trying to get in touch with Jeff.

(Birdie laughs)

Actually, can you, uh,
can you set up a meeting

with you, me, Jeff, uh, Rosie,
Keisha, Tammy, and Frita?

And, uh, I wanna, I wanna
see, uh, figure out a way

for y'all to bring in some income.

- Yeah, I'll get in touch with 'em.

- Okay, and just let me
know when you, we can do,

like, a, a group chat.

- Yep.

- All right, see ya.

- All right, bye.
(computer beeping)

- Okay, so, so what
you're saying, Matthew, is

that we won't even be
able to get a hearing

until after the quarantine?

- Uh, yes, Ila,

and even then, the courts
are gonna be swamped.

I'm sorry, this has
just taken a lot longer

in time than normal to get it scheduled.

- Our kids are with another family

and have been for almost a year.

They can't do this.

- Well, I was able to set up
a video chat with the kids

for ya tomorrow.

Beyond that, you know, my hands are tied

until we can get with
the court administrator

to set up a hearing with the judge.

- Thank you for all you're doing, Matthew.

- We'll talk soon.

(computer beeping)

- I mean, at least we get
to talk to 'em tomorrow.

- Through a computer screen.

I gotta go.

(computer beeping)

- Hey, Mike, I know
that you've been trying

to get in contact with me and everything,

but I've been down with my diabetes,

and I still not feeling
very good right now.

So, I had got my cousin,
Keisha, the one that worked

with us last time, since she
know how to do the repack,

and the wholesale, and
everything to come work

for me in my place if
that was okay with you.

I will talk to you later.

Thanks, Mike.

- It took you long enough
to figure this out,

but that's why there's
only one Bill Gates here.

- Damn, Mike, I was trying to
get Jeff in on this video chat

before I set it up, but turns out

he done checked himself into rehab again.

- Is that the latest story?

What do you gotta say about it, Roses?

- Shit, you know, Jeff,
man, always gotta keep you

on your toes, stealthy.

- [Lacy] Rosie here'll do anything for ya.

Always gets stuck with a shit detail

and rarely sticks up for himself.

I'm thinking his
self-esteem took a major hit

when he was 12, and he shit himself

in a Roses discount store.

That's how he got stuck
with the name Rosie.

Oh, if you don't know what Roses is,

it's the white trash version
of Service Merchandise.

Crap, if you don't know
what Service Merchandise is,

it's the white trash version of Walmart.

- [Mike] This bullshit's
the same every day.

- Shit, look, if I'da known
you trying to get in touch

with me, Mike, I'da called your ass back

lickety-Goddamn-split, and you know this.

- What do you say, Keisha?

- Same here.

I ain't trying to lose my
job during these times, man.

I got children, shit.

- [Lacy] Keisha, Frita's
cousin, same attitude,

same fashion sense, will work
no matter what the job is,

but you better show her some damn respect.

- There's a way to make
money if y'all wanna do it.

You just gotta go down to the warehouse,

do some repackaging,

make sure all the wholesale
shit's going through,

make sure Lacy's all stocked up.

And by the way, Rosie, you
gotta stop this bullshit

of me having to find you
like your cousin, all right,

regardless of this stealthy bullshit.

- No, no, no, look, I know
where my bacon gets buttered,

brother, so if I change my number,

you gonna be the first one to know it.

- That's all bullshit.

All right, so, so, uh, Birdie,

uh-
- Yeah.

- I'm gonna see you
tomorrow at the warehouse.

We're gonna do some repackaging,

and I gotta get out this fucking house.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, all right.

Uh, let me know if you need anything else.

- I'll do some, uh, deliveries.

I can check in with
Lacy, see what she needs.

- Hey, me too, I can do
repackaging and deliveries.

- I can help with repackaging.

- All right, Keisha.

- Yeah.
- Want you to stay

on the line for a minute if you would,

and, uh, rest of y'all,
I'll see you later.

And, uh-
- Bye.

- Birdie, I'll see you tomorrow.

- All right, bye.

- Bye.
- Bye.

(computer beeping)

- Keisha, I, what I wanted to say was, uh,

why don't you hold off,
uh, going by the warehouse

'cause, uh, I, I know all
you Black people got it.

- All Black people got what?

- Don't worry.

I got the antibodies, so I'm just,

all I'm trying to do is for
right now is just try to figure

out how to extract them and sell 'em.

And since you're one of my employees,

I'm gonna give you a hell of a discount.

- Man, you ain't putting none
of your junk up inside of me.

I'll take my chances.

- I'm just trying to help.

I mean, you could be on,
like, a breathing tube

by the end of next week.

- Man, (laughs) you crazy.

I need money, so I am going to work.

Sell your bodies to
some other idiot, fool.

- I might even do like a two for one.

- Really?
- You got, like,

a friend or somebody in the family?

- I can't believe you.

You, you know what?

Bye.

Worry about yourself.

You the one old.

See you at the warehouse.

- All right, good talk.

And I'll, I'll give you the price later.

It's gonna be negotiable,
but, uh, it's gonna be good.

(computer beeping)

(cap clattering)

(pills rattling)

(cup thudding)

(pills rattling)

(container thudding)

(switch clicking)

- Quarantine, day 30.

I'm trying to stay sober through all this,

but I can't go to any NA meetings,

and I can't even get in
touch with my sponsor.

My family has no idea I'm in NA,

so I have no one to talk to.

My brother is not making this any easier

because he keeps sending
me his wholesale shit

for me to sell, so it's right

in front of my fucking face.
(powder rattling)

(Lacy grunts)

(packets thudding)

(Lacy sighs)

To make things worse,

I'm stuck in this RV with Lick all day.

He is making the deliveries for me,

so that makes things easier,
and I'm not completely alone.

(Lacy sighs)

(upbeat music)

(Lick exhales)

- Last delivery of the day.

It's a de-Lick-very.

- Ah. (laughs)

- Whoa.

Come on, baby.

- Ooh.

- What?
- You reek.

(Lick sniffing)

- Ooh, yeah, that's a hard day's work.

Your man's been working.
(hands rasping and smacking)

♪ Give me some ♪

- Oh, God, no, uh-uh, no, no, no.

- Come on.
- It's not gonna happen.

- Oh, come on.

- No, it's really bad.

I, and you know, I have that atrophy going

on from the tamoxifen.

It's just not gonna happen.

- It's not atrophy.

It's a trophy.

(Lacy laughs)

(laughs) Seems to me I took first prize,

so I'm here to shine that baby up.

♪ Give me some ♪

- (laughing) No, seriously, no, uh-uh.

- Come on.
- If this is-

It's right there.
- gonna happen tonight,

no, no, you're gonna have

to go take a steaming hot
shower and bring back some lube.

- That, I can do.

Yeah.

♪ Feeling it, gonna get
ya some Lick, woo-hoo ♪

(Lacy laughs)

(computer beeping)

- Hello.
- Hi, Rowdy.

Hi, Rebel, how are my babies?

- It's good.

- Rowdy, are they, are
they treating you well?

- Yeah, even though I like
it better at, at, at home

'cause I could play PlayStation all day.

- (laughing) No, no,
don't, don't say that now.

(Rebel speaking gibberish)

- What, what, what, what's Rebel doing?

- [Rowdy] I don't know.

- Rebel, do you like playing
with your baby dolls?

You do?

- Rowdy, do they have a, a basketball hoop

so you can do some practicing?

- Yeah, I'm better than everybody.

I run circles around all the other kids.

(Rebel speaking gibberish)

- I bet you are, buddy.

I'm looking forward to
a little one-on-one.

We got some, we got some,
a little one-on-one to do.

- When will that be?

- Well, I don't know,

but we're gonna talk to
our attorney friend, Davey,

to see what our options are at this point,

but we're gonna, we're gonna get y'all

outta there real soon.

(Rebel laughing)

We love you, and y'all stay strong.

We miss you.

- Okay, love y'all, too.

- Again, again, again, again.

- Love y'all.

- Bye.

- Again, again, again, again.

(computer beeping)

- This is utter torture, Mike.

We've gotta talk to Davy.

- All right, one sec.

(computer beeping)

Okay.

Ah, Davy, man, been trying
to get in touch with ya.

- Yeah, sorry about that.

I've been in the hospital.

I was diagnosed with coronavirus.

They sent me home yesterday,

so I think I'm doing better now,

but, man, I still feel pretty bad.

- Shit, man, is it as bad as they say?

- It's the worst I've
ever felt my entire life.

And to exacerbate the situation,

I have to stay in quarantine.

If my condition gets any worse,

I'm supposed to go back to the hospital.

You just have to get through it alone.

I mean, it's the craziest
thing I've ever seen.

- Let me ask you something.
(mellow music)

Have you, have you ever done meth?

You probably have 'cause it-

- Come on, Mike.
- 'Cause I read something.

Uh-
- Hey, Davey.

- Yes, Ila, I got all of your 15 messages

as soon as I left St. Mercy's Hospital.

- I mean, I didn't mean, look,
I'm, I'm sorry you're sick.

I hope you get better soon.

But-
- And, and me too, man.

And we all, we all do.

And, and, and it'd be great
if you get in touch with Lacy.

I know she'd love to hear from you.

- Oh, yeah, I'll reach out
to her and let her know.

- Okay, so you got all my messages,

so, so what do you think?

- Well, I'll be completely
honest with you guys.

There isn't much we can do
(laughing) during the pandemic.

I mean, the courts are dealing

with so much other stuff right now

that family law such as
this is just being put

on the back burner, I mean, especially

that the kids are technically safe.

- Yeah, but how does anyone
know if they are safe?

I mean, there are women right now, um,

in abusive relationships who are forced

to be in quarantine with their abusers,

and this is not okay, and we
just want our children home.

- Well, even if this wasn't going on,

you might not have 'em
home with you yet anyway.

They had visits set up
with a foster family

that hadn't been fully met yet.

- Well, there's gotta be a way

you can work around this, Davey.

I mean, I mean, you know, people.

I mean, come on.

Is there a call you can make or something?

- Yeah, I'll make some calls.

I'll dig around.

I got some contacts.

I'll reach out to 'em for ya.

But while I'm doing this,
if you wouldn't mind,

just try to keep your nose clean.

- All right, will do.

You know, speaking of nose,

I mean, uh, the, the
virus, you, you, you lose,

did, uh, did I read where
you lose your sense of smell?

You lose your, your sense of taste?

(Ila coughs)

- I lost my smell and my taste.

- Boy, how does that work

when you're, like, stiffing
a rail off a hooker's ass?

- Oh, God.
- I'll let you know, Mike.

I'll let you know.

- God in heaven, bye.

- I, uh, I, I bet, I bet sometimes, man,

that not having your sense of smell is

a good thing, you know.

I could tell ya some of the
shit that Ila always serves me

here in my room-

- Okay, bye.
- where, which is like,

which is like a prison-
- Bye.

- by the way.

Okay.

All right, love you man.
- Bye, guys.

- Love you, man.

Feel better, feel better.

- Love you, talk soon.

- Bye.
(computer beeping)

(door clattering)

(hands thudding)

- Nope, nothing's come in.

- What the fuck?

Rosie, when did you send the shipment?

(gentle music)

Rosie.

- Maybe he's on mute.

- No, no, he is a fucking mute.

He's afraid to talk.

(gentle music continues)

(Rosie grunts)

- I thought that I sent it

when Tammy told me to last week,

but then maybe it was only
really just two days ago.

- Dude, there's a tracking number.

- It's fine, it's fine if
it comes in a few days.

I'll just call my
clients and tell 'em it's

in really high demand,
and with all this shit

that's going on, I mean,
they'll understand.

- Okay, I didn't send it at all, okay?

I didn't send it.

I'm fucking sorry.

I had some people over last
week, and when I went to bed,

the fucking chicken feed was

in the back seat of the Goddamn car.

And then, the next morning it was gone.

When I got up, it was fucking gone,

and I didn't know how to tell you.

And I'm sorry, Mike, and I'm fucking,

I will make it up to you, man.

I swear to God.

- How?

How are you gonna
fucking make it up to me?

You don't have any money.

It's a fucking pandemic for fuck's sake.

And I'm just trying to raise enough money

to pay a fucking attorney
to get my kids back.

And you blow fucking five grand on smack?

- Calm down, Mike.

I mean, you can be pissed
at Rosie all you want,

but it's not gonna help
our situation right now,

so why don't you go
through your inventory,

see what you can get to Rose
right now to get out to me?

And you know what?

I'm gonna go try to fucking meditate.

- Yeah, you do that.

You meditate.

(birds chirping)

(Ila exhaling)

- Dagnabbit.

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(mellow music)

Michael.

(hand knocking)

Mike.

Mike, I been trying to call you.

Are you in there?

(hand knocking)

Michael.

(Ila gasps)

(hand knocking)

That son of a bitch.

(footsteps plodding)

Michael, where are you?

- What do you mean?

I'm home.
- No, you're not.

I just knocked on your door,
and you didn't respond.

- Take, taking a dump.

- Dammit, Mike, I called
down at the corner store,

and Marla told me you were
just in there buying tequila.

- Fucking snitch.

- I'm not gonna argue about this,

but you're back at day one on quarantine,

and every time you do
stupid shit, it starts over.

Get your ass home.

(phone veeps)
(hand thudding)

(Mike grunts)

- Fuck.

(energetic music)

(door clattering)

(Lacy moaning)

(Lacy sobbing)

- What?

- I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

- It's okay.

(Lacy sobbing)

- No, you don't understand.

Sex is, like, it's a
favorite pastime of mine.

It's, like, it's drugs to me.

(Lacy sighs)

- Yeah, I know.

You've warned me about that before.

(Lacy sobbing)

- You know, when I was, uh,

when I was diagnosed with cancer,
all the specialists talked

about all the steps we
were gonna take to cure it.

But they didn't talk

about once I fought
tooth and nail to live,

how I was just gonna wanna die

from all the side effects of everything.

- You can't think like that.

There's gotta be some...

(notification chiming)

- [Lacy] What's up?

- Your brother is driving me mad.

You know, he's out again today?

And I thought, if I quarantined
him in that back room,

he'd start following the rules. (laughs)

No such luck.

I mean, who knows how many people he comes

in contact with every
day, and he's talking

about going to a market.

- Yeah, I've tried to talk sense into him.

I think at least he wears a
mask when he goes out now,

except, (laughs) well, maybe
not when he plays golf.

He says that he stays at least
200 yards from everybody.

He ain't wearing-
- And he ain't wearing-

- [Both] no sweaty mask
if it ain't needed.

- I have heard that a million times.

(Lacy laughs)

You know, it really would help us out

if you were here inputting merchandise

so maybe we could sell a little online.

- (sighs) I know, but
until that can happen,

it'd be great if you sent
me the correct inventory

so I can input things the right way.

(Lacy sighs)

And you know, I still have
another surgery I gotta go

through, and I'm waiting
on my specialist to tell me

when it's safe to come to the hospital.

- You know, um, we talked

to Rebel and, and Rowdy the other day.

They miss us all so much,
but they seemed okay.

And, um, and as you know,
Ryder's in military school.

Well, from, from what we
hear, uh, he, he's remaining

on campus, and he has his
own room due to COVID.

Uh, but that's all we,
that's all we know so far.

- I just miss them so much,
and it's just scary for them

to be away right now during all this.

(Lacy sighs)

But, Ila, did you hear a word
I just said about myself?

- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, listen, honey, I've gotta go.

Um, I'll talk to you later, okay?

Love.
(computer beeping)

- Love you.

(Mike clearing throat)

Hey.

- So, uh, you coming out here or what?

- I, I already told you and Ila this.

I can't come out there and be exposed

to whatever you've gone
and been exposed to.

- No, I'm, hey, I'm, I'm
playing by all the guidelines.

Everything the White
House is saying I'm doing.

I'm, I'm wearing a mask and everything.

And I don't even think

that's in, in, even in the guidelines.

- (laughing) That is bullshit.

You think you're immune.

- I am, but I'm still gonna put extra safe

for when you come.

- Hmm.

Look, I really wanna see y'all,

and I'm even worried about mom.

I mean, is Ila even feeding her?

- I think so.

I think, I think now that
she found the good book,

she's, how do I want to say this,

she's more, yeah, has, has more, uh...

- Humanity?

- Yeah, that's it.

That's it.

But I, but the reason I called is

because, uh, I, I wanted to, I wanted

to propose something to ya.

I, I'm thinking, I think,
we'll, eventually we'll get

the money back that Rosie
lost, but until then,

I was thinking maybe we
could try to do business

with, uh, with, uh, Jabo's
old friend, uh, Stank,

you know, and, and, and, uh, hopefully do

a little moonshine business.

And I know you know him well,

and I'm sure he's probably
looking for anything

to do right now.

- All right, yeah, I can give him a call.

Let's, uh-
- Cool.

- try to get him on the chat, one sec.

- Cool.
(mellow music)

- Hey, Stank, how are ya?

- Hey, y'all, I reckon
I'm doing all right,

a little lonely since old
Jabo's not around, though.

And ain't this shit crazy?

Good Lord, I can't even
find no damn toilet paper.

Had to go to three different
stores and get that cheap kind

that you have to wad up, or
your finger'll go through, shit.

- (laughing) What is that about?

I don't know what toilet paper's
gonna do to help anybody.

- I know what you mean.

My wife has me quarantined

in a separate part of my own house.

I haven't even seen her in, like, a month.

(Stank and Lacy laughing)

- In your own damn house.

Well, do you got toilet
paper to wipe your ass?

'Cause I got (laughing)
a couple extra rolls

if you need 'em.

- I might need it.

(Stank laughing)

- So, look, uh, what y'all
hollering at me about?

- Well, we got a proposition for ya.

- Well.

You know me, I'm all
damn ears all the time

if it, if, if it's got
anything to do with money

and, uh, you know,

that other thing.
- It definitely has

something to do with money.

And it's what we know
you do best, which is?

- Moonshine.
- Moonshine.

- We're back in business.

(hands smacking)

(computer beeping)

- What's up?
(quirky music)

- Hey, just make sure you
know the drop-off point

once you get the moonshine from Stank.

- Yeah, all groovy.

- All right, well, once you drop it,

take some sanitizer, okay?

- Sanitizer, I like it.

- All right, well, be careful.

- How you spell sanitizer?

- Dude, seriously?

(computer beeping)

God, I hope he doesn't get caught.

We're only supposed to be going

out for essentials right now,
and a guy riding down the road

with a truck full of milk
jugs might look suspicious.

- Yeah, but right now is
maybe the perfect time

to pull off some just like this.

- You've been talking
to my brother too much.

(Lacy sighs)

I really need to get in touch
with my NA sponsor and soon.

(card thudding)

(Lacy sniffing)

(Lacy grunting)

(energetic music)

(vocalist singing death
metal indistinctly)

(Lacy sobbing)

(phone ringing)

(Lacy exhales)

(phone ringing)

- [Cory] Hey, what's up girl?

- Hey, Cory, I know it's been a while,

but do you have time for a video chat?

- [Cory] Of course, I do.

Everything okay?

- Uh, it's been a little tough, so.

- [Cory] Okay, all right, yeah.

Um, I'll jump on right now?

- Okay, cool, thanks.

- All right, bye, yeah, see ya.

(computer beeping)

Okay, so what's going on with you?

- Well, I've been trying to
get in touch with my sponsor,

but I haven't been able to,

and I don't, I don't know if he's sick.

I, I hope he's not.

It's just (sighs) we were roommates,

so I figured maybe we,
you could chat with me,

or maybe you have a sponsor
there I could chat with.

- Yeah, girl, I'll be your last resort.

Come on.

What you got?

- I've been doing so good.

I've been clean since I was diagnosed,

but last night, I fell off.

(Cory sighs)

- Okay.

Um, well, I would say to
get to a meeting, of course,

but in your instance,
(hands thudding)

uh, that, I don't really
think that would be smart.

Um, hmm.

(clicks tongue) You know, I
think I know of a meeting.

They do that, uh, online
chat thing, the login stuff.

- Yeah.
- You could go

that route maybe?

- Yeah, I would totally do that.

I just don't know how much
longer I can take this,

being stuck here, and my
brother has me dealing

for him again, so-

- What?
- I'm around it all the time.

- Are you for real?

Okay, all right.

Um, all right, let me get off of here.

Let me find that number for you, and, um-

- Cool, thanks.

- Yeah, I'll, I'll, I'll
call you right back, okay?

It's good seeing you.

I miss you.

- I miss you, too.

- All right, I'll talk to you soon, okay?

- All right.

- All right, bye, girl.

(computer beeping)

- Hey.
(mellow music)

- Hey, hey, Tammy.

Hey, I'm, I was also looking for Keisha.

Do you see her?

Do you see Keisha on the screen?

Oh.

- Hey, Miss Ila.

Hey, Tammy Jo.
- Hey, y'all.

- Hey, Keisha.

- Y'all, um, I, I, I, so Lacy is real busy

with Mike right now, um,
trying to get some cash flow,

and I was wondering if y'all
would help me with my inventory

because Lacy says she needs
that before she can input

products on my website.

- Yeah, we should be able to do that.

- So, you just want us to
go down to the warehouse

and count each item for you?

- Yes, and, and just separate them, uh,

by style, color, and size.

- Yeah, we'll be down
there repackaging for Mike,

so might as well do that, too.

- Oh, good.

Okay, all right.

Well, y'all be, y'all
be careful, you know.

Wear your masks, six feet and
all that if you don't mind.

- Sure.

Uh, hey, Tammy Jo can-

- Okay.
- can, can you hang on-

- Thank you.
- for a second?

I got something to say to you real quick.

- Bye.

(mellow music continues)

- Yeah, Keisha, you know
people are getting paid more

for unemployment right
now for doing nothing?

- Oh, what in the hell
is her lazy ass doing?

- Y'all, I'm, uh, I'm,
I'm still on the call.

- Uh, oh, oh, oh, we were just talking

about my auntie who works at the warehouse

down there next to you.

Uh, uh, bye.

Thank you for the work.

- Okay, bye.
(computer beeping)

- Shit.

Call me.
♪ Please get me drunk again ♪

(Ila exhaling)

- Hey, Mike, um, I got,
uh, Tammy Jo and Keisha

to get my inventory so
I can give it to Lacy.

- Okay.

So, basically, you have
nothing to do as usual.

- (scoffs) Yes, I delegate.

- You know, we hardly have
any money right now for you

to be just throwing it

away on something you
should be doing yourself.

- This is why I don't tell you shit.

- Are you smoking?

♪ I'm tired of the constant ♪

- No, I'm doing my Bible study.

- Yeah, you are.

You're smoking, and you're
drinking, too, aren't you?

- No, this is sparkling juice.

- Oh, yeah, nice try.

(plastic rustling)

I know your porch activities.

- Bye.
(computer beeping)

♪ Kids today ♪

(mellow guitar music)

- Hey, man, what's up?

- I couldn't get up with Skank today.

- Why?

- 'Cause I got over there,

and there was fucking coppers lined

up from here to fucking Tuesday.

- Shit, man, that is not good.

We were gonna use that fucking
money for the attorney.

The kids have been going away
from home for way too long.

We need them back.

- Look, I could try again in a few days.

I just think we ought to let
cool, just let it cool off,

let things cool down.

That's all I'm saying.

- Just fucking keep me updated.

(computer beeping)

(mellow guitar music continues)

(notification chiming)

(phone clanking)

(Lacy sighs)

Can you stop playing
that thing for a minute?

I need to have a conversation in peace.

- Go in the bedroom.

- That is not a soundproof door.

I can still hear that dad-blasted thing.

- I'm onto something really good here.

I can't really stop.

(mellow guitar music continues)

- Have you seen this water?

- Yeah, I cleaned some
up earlier with my towel.

I left it in the back there.

- You didn't think to tell me?

- Figured it was the shower or something.

I didn't think anything of it.

(mellow guitar music continues)

- Where is this coming from?

(door clattering)

- I don't know, the slide maybe?

It rained pretty hard earlier.

(Lacy sighs)

- Just what I need.

(door clattering)
I don't have any money.

(Lacy sighs)

How am I gonna get this fixed?

(phone ringing)

I can't even let anybody inside here

to look at the damn thing.

(phone ringing)
(door clattering)

(mellow music continues)
Just what I need.

Hey, what's up over there?

How, hang on, hey, I dropped my phone.

(phone clanking)

(Lacy exhales)

Hey, what's up?

- I've been drinking a lot of tequila.

(Lacy laughs)

- Yeah, that too.

But I got a damn leak in my RV.

- You know that's not a house, right?

- Well, it's mine at the moment.

- Hey, I look better naked.

(Lacy laughs)

- Is that what they tell you?

- And on that note,

goodbye.

- Wait, wait, I need to tell you

what's going on with Stank's deal.

(mellow guitar music continues)

Fucking fuck.

Quarantine, day 45, people
are starting to protest.

Even people in my family
are being ridiculous.

After having Mike in quarantine,

Ila now wants to go visit her mom.

(shaver buzzing)

Supposedly, God will save us.

- All right, now take
your time back there,

Fantastic Sam.

Just follow the line and please
don't cut the long stuff.

- Um.
(mellow music)

- Um, what?

- You have a really bad bald spot.

- Why the fuck is there a bald,

why did you change the setting?

- No, I didn't change the setting.

I remember from last time.
- Yeah.

- I didn't touch it.

- No, yeah, you did because
there wouldn't be a bald spot

unless you changed the setting.

- No, I didn't, but it looks really bad.

- Yeah, no shit.

Have you ever seen a
good-looking bald spot?

- I've seen good-looking bald men.

- Bald spot, it's different.

- I can't fix that.

(notification chiming)

Oh, hang on.

I gotta take this.

- Hang on what?

- It's that guy you're
supposed to deliver to tonight.

(Lick scoffs)

I wanna see if he can video chat

so I can get a better feel for him.

- What about my hair?

(Lacy laughs)

- It's not gonna get any worse.

- Yeah, you're probably right about that.

Ask him if he's got a
fucking hat for me to use

since I'm gonna have to
wear one for about a month.

(notification chiming)

Dammit.

(notification chiming)

(computer beeping)

- Hey, Pepperoni, I have
a few questions for you.

- Fuck, don't call me Pepperoni, please.

Your brother's been calling
me that since second grade.

You can call me Peppy

for short.
- Oh, okay, all right.

- Listen, I had a couple questions, too.

Uh, you go first.

Go ahead.

- Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You go, you go first.

- Are you sure?

All right, well, I was just
wondering, just, I'm, listen,

I'm just throwing this out there,

but would you consider
maybe, uh, bartering?

Because I got a line on
quite a few things right now,

and I can hook you up.

- Uh, what do you, what
do you mean by that?

- Well, I don't know.

Let's say you need, uh,
toilet paper, all right?

Well, I got a line on toilet paper, right?

You see what that is?

You know what that is?

That's two-ply, one-ply, two-ply.

Right there, baby, that's the big daddy.

That's three-ply toilet paper.

You can't even get napkins right now.

I got three-ply toilet paper
in exchange for some glass.

I got cases of that shit.

You need masks, surgical
masks, uh, gloves.

I got Lysol.

That's real, legit Lysol, cleanser,

uh, paper towels, uh, food.

You want some food?

I got food.

Anything you need, I got.

I'm Italian, okay?

I got 30 days of pasta-

- Yeah, no.
- in my garage at all times.

- No, no.

Okay, I, I get it.
- It ain't never gonna go bad.

- I get it, but no, no, we don't barter.

We only deal in cash.

So, is that, is that gonna work for you?

- Yeah, (laughing) hey,
hey, cash works for me.

- Well, that, that's great
because here's the deal.

At 6:30, my guy Lick's
gonna come over there,

and he's gonna grab the
cash that you've put

under your doormat, and
then he's gonna exchange it

for the product.

- All right, 6:30.

You want me to lick?

What do you want me to lick?

(mellow guitar music)

- Ila, I don't think it's a good idea.

(Ila sighs)

- I can't sit here another
day not doing anything.

I mean, if we're supposed to
live, we're supposed to live.

- What you're talking

about doing is gonna cause another spike.

I mean, all this quarantining

you've been doing is just
gonna go down the toilet

if you go visit your family and your mama.

- Mom's got to help me with
my finances and, and taxes.

- (laughing) She can
do that over the phone.

- I've gotta go.

- And, and what, what's Mike gonna think

after you've had him
quarantining all this time,

and you go and expose
yourself and our mama

(Ila sighs)

to, to new people?

- He'll be okay.

It'll be fine.

- How is mom, by the way?

- Oh, she's good.

She's good.

She just watches her stories,
and I keep her stocked

up on, on her Diet Pepsi and shrimp.

(mellow guitar music continues)

- Can I just get a glimpse at her?

I haven't seen her in so long.

- Yeah, yeah, one second, hold on.

(footsteps plodding)

Yeah, here she is.

(birds chirping)

(Lacy laughs)

- How does one person
eat that much shrimp?

- I do not know.

I mean, consuming that much of
one thing, it can't be good.

- Especially washing it
down with Diet Pepsi.

(mellow guitar music continues)

All right, well, I guess
I'll talk to you later.

But you know, Ila, I know
that I fuck up a lot,

but just think about what I said.

Maybe ask, uh, Matthew or Davey about it.

- Love you.

- Love you, too.

(computer beeping)

- So, uh, what's this I hear

about you going to visit your mama?

- I need help with my books.

- That's bullshit.

You got Keisha, you got Tammy,

you got Lacy doing the bulk of your work,

so you can't do your own fucking books?

- No, I don't wanna
hear anything about it.

Mom doesn't have any symptoms,
and I'm not putting anybody

at risk by going to see her.

- Bullshit again.

Your mama works at a fucking hospital.

She goes in, every day she's at risk.

- No, what, what, what about you?

You play golf and go running
at the park every day.

You see the people who
work for you every day.

- It's different.

Listen, I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm,

I'm keeping the, doing the distance thing.

I'm wearing a mask.

- (laughing) Right.

- You know what?

I want my fucking kids back,

and what we're doing right now is bad.

It's, it's, it makes us
look not responsible.

(Ila sighs)

So, you know what?

I'm gonna, (clears throat) I'm
gonna add David to this call.

How 'bout that?

- Oh, sure, add Davey to the call.

- Oh, sure, I will.

(computer beeping)

- Hey, Mike, what's going on?

- Ila, Ila wants to go see her mom,

which I think is a bad idea.

What do you think?

- Hey, don't lead him.

Davey, why would it be a bad idea?

- Well, has your mom been in quarantine?

- No, but she doesn't have any symptoms.

- You could still be asymptomatic

and carry the virus around.

I mean, I'm living proof of that.

I thought I was fine before
showing any symptoms.

You don't want any of this, Ila.

I'm still not over it.

- Well, I'm sure I'm okay
because I've been inside

for almost a month.

- But your mama hasn't,
and that's not gonna do me

or Matthew any favors.

Just do me a favor.

Be patient a little longer.

- Thank you, Davey, thank you.

Hey, by the way, have you heard anything

from Matthew or from
the, one of the judges?

- No, I'm hoping they'll send
me something later this week.

I mean, they always wanna keep
children with their parents,

so we'll have to wait and see.

- Yeah, well, I was thinking, you know,

this, this whole pandemic
has, like, clogged

up the fucking system, so maybe,
maybe after it's all over,

they'll, they'll just
wipe our slate clean.

- I don't know about that slate.

It's pretty good size, but
we'll see what happens.

I'll also see if we can get

another call set up with you and the kids.

- Thanks, Davey, for that.

- Yeah, no problem.

We'll talk to you soon.
- All right, later.

- Okay.
- See ya.

- Bye.

Michael.

(Lacy breathing heavily)

- Well, it's a hell of a note
to finally be over the big C

with only reconstruction left
to go to then be shut off

from the world to a global pandemic.

- Where you been, man?

My sister called here last night.

- Oh, shit, man.

What'd you tell her?

- What I told her was she knows
you haven't been rehabbing

this house with me this past month.

She knows that.

- No, no, no.

- You realize through something like this

how selfish people can really be.

I wish Mike and Ila would pay attention.

And why is it that
those elected officials,

the ones who have accents like
me, sound so fucking stupid?

I mean, think about it.

If one person goes out who's infected,

they infect three more people.

And then those three people go out,

and they infect three more people.

And then those lucky few who
have much lower immune systems,

they get infected, and
it just keeps going.

Do the math, people.

(Lacy sighs)

- Dude, you gotta help me out, man.

You know Shonda better than anyone.

You know how she works.

Like, which, what's her next move?

What's, what's she planning?

What am I supposed to do?

(dramatic music)

- This is the last time
I'm helping you out.

She's my sister.

- Yeah, I know.

All right, man, just help me.

- Yeah, okay, look, look.

She said she was gonna
turn on some tracker

on your, your phone, or
computer, or something.

I don't know, some Family 360 app.

- Oh, fuck me, man.

Dude, Lacy's going to kill me.

- Whatever, man, I gotta,

look, I can't help you out no more.

- Ah, shit.
- I gotta finish

up this house.

I ain't sharing the money.

- And as much as I like
to try to talk sense

into Mike and Ila, I'm about to feed Lick

to the damn gators.

His fucking PlayStation-, guitar-playing,

deadbeat ass is driving
me up the damn wall.

(mellow music)

(door clattering)

- I'm not sharing the money.
- Oh, shit.

Hey, man, I gotta let you go, bro.

I'll talk to you later, all right?

- [Raymond] I'm not
going to share the money.

- Hello?

Hello?

- Hey, Matty.

- No, it's Matt.

- Hi, Matthew.

- Hey, hi, how are you guys holding up?

- Well, I'm okay.

- I'm okay.
- Um, how's it going there?

- It's all right.

I've been feeling a little worse for wear.

It, it may be this, um, circulated air.

- Yeah, vitamin D is good for the soul.

That's why I always try
to get out, and play golf,

and go to the park.

- Don't get me started, Mike.

Um, okay, Matthew, have
you heard back from Davey?

Are, are we gonna have a, another chance

for another chat with the kids?

- I've talked with Davy.

Um, however, there is
something we need to discuss.

Now, don't panic, but Rowdy ran

away from his foster family today.

- What?

- You've been on the phone
with us for a full minute,

and, and you're, you're
telling us this now?

That should've been the
first thing outta your mouth.

- Wait, our baby is out there
alone during a pandemic?

- Do you know where he might've gone?

- Yeah, we taught him how to read the sun,

you know, like Crocodile Dundee,

so he's probably on his way home.

Fuck no.

We have no idea where he is.

- Well, look, don't worry.

We've, we've contacted Missing Persons.

Uh, I, I've got a private
investigator involved.

We, we've talked with law enforcement.

If you can tell some of his friends

and, and see if they might know,

it, it, it, it might help us find him.

We're gonna find him.

- Okay, we, we will.

- Oh, uh, just a friendly reminder.

You've burned through
your retainer with me.

I need it replenished.

- Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

- 'Kay, please let us know
as soon as you hear anything.

- Okay.

- Oh, my God.

- Matty, Matty.

(Shonda laughs)

- Oh, my God, so true, ah.

- Oh, I'm spilling stuff
all over myself out that.

- Ah, coffee.
- And then

(Lacy laughs)

- hand sanitizers, and you
don't have any napkins.

- Who you talking to?

- Fucking hell has happened?
- Shonda.

- It's on the corner.
- Your wife.

(coffee sputtering)
(dramatic music)

- Oh, shit.

- We've been chatting for
the last half hour or so.

Uh, uh, what were you thinking
leaving this beautiful soul?

- Tell her I'm not here.

(Lacy laughs)

- Is that Lick?

- Yeah, he, he says he's not here.

(energetic music)

- [Lick] I just said
tell her I'm not here.

Goddamn it.

- I, I can hear you, honey.

I can hear you.

Uh, listen, listen, Lick, uh,
even though you're not there,

you're not here either.

(Lacy laughs)

You need to come home now.

- You only want me there to
help you finish rehabbing

these houses as a handyman
to just kick me around.

Like, you didn't even know I
was gone for an entire month

until you found out the
house Raymond's working

on wasn't even finished yet.

And I told you to tell
her I'm not even here.

- It's funny you should
mention Ray, my brother,

who is the one that had to tell me

that you've been messaging me for weeks,

talking about progress, talking

about you're getting this
done, talking this and that.

So, Raymond says all of
that, (clicks tongue)

oh, it was a lie.

Why have I been sending you money, Lick?

- Well, I figure you
just owe it to me anyway

for all these houses I've
rehabbed for you over the years.

- That's not how this works, okay?

I know where you are.

Miss Lacy has told me that
I should not come drive

down there, and I'm
gonna respect that wish

because she has a weak immune
system, and I'm not a monster.

But this ain't gonna last forever.

Do not press your luck.

(Lick sighs)
(energetic music continues)

- Yes, I, I, I really
appreciate that, Shonda.

And I do look forward to getting together

when all this is shit over.

But right now, I'm gonna
let you two hash this out.

- Getting together?

- Okay.
- Yeah.

- You are lovely.

You're a queen.

Don't let this man rub off on you.

- What's happening?
(Lacy laughs)

- Let's talk soon, you and me, 'kay?

- [Shonda] Mm-hmm.

- What the fuck?

Why, why do you even need me there working

right now anyway?

No one's buying houses.

You can't buy a house
if you have no money.

No one's making any money.

- You're making money.

I'm spending money on you.

(energetic music continues)

- Quit telling her
you're sending me money.

- Now, you're keeping
secrets from two people?

- You know, Lacy respects
me as me, the artist,

and she treats me like that.

I'm not giving that up.

I'm not ready.

- You need to get over yourself.

- I'm fucking just,

stay on, okay, stay on the Goddamn stump.

Fucking stay on the Goddamn stump.

Just (grunts),

(camera clattering)

ah, fucking fuck this.

Fuck, okay, oh, okay, got
it, got it, okay, okay.

Hey, man, it's too Goddamn short.

Hey, everybody, this is your old pal.

Oh, fuck.

Um, hey, um, uh,

hey, every, (sighs)

say it.

Just say the words.

Just say it right.

Okay, uh, what the fuck?

Um, uh, uh.

(lips flapping)

(footsteps plodding)

Oh, hey, I didn't see you there.

And, um, uh,

hey, every, I didn't even
get a Goddamn tripod.

Mm, something's cooking up here.

Speaking of cooking, boy, have
we cooking up a deal for you.

Rosie, that's me, your old pal

from Mike Hilgreen's FU Inc.
(Lacy laughing)

- (laughing) Oh.

Oh, Mike's gonna kill him.

- [Rosie] Sent off of all of our-

- [Lick] Huh, who?

- [Rosie] Sale.

You know what I mean.
- (laughing) Oh.

Oh, you gotta come over here.

You gotta come look.

- [Rosie] Dot com.

- Rosie's fucked.

- [Rosie] Ask for the pre-sale special.

(computer beeping)

(funky music)

(beer sloshing)

- [Mike] What the fuck
were you thinking, man?

- I was taking initiative.

- No, no, no, you weren't,
and shut the fuck up.

I'm, I'm gonna tell you
what you were thinking,

absolutely nothing, all right?

We're gonna watch the video together,

and I want you to tell me

just what might be wrong
with this, all right?

- All right.

Rosie, that's me, your old pal

from Mike Hilgreen's FU Inc.

That's right.

This week, we're having
a pre-sale special,

50% off of all of our wholesale,
if you know what I mean.

Tell 'em Rosie sent ya.

Ask for the pre-sale special.
(tongs clanging)

(laughing) I gotta get back to my cooking.

But hurry 'cause this won't last long.

Hell, yeah. (laughing)

- Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing?

You don't see, you don't
see nothing wrong with that?

- I don't see Goddamn
thing wrong with that.

I mean-
- You gave

out my personal information,
you fucking turtle brain.

All right, you gotta take
that shit down right now.

- I ain't got-
- People are starting

to contact me.

People are contacting me.

- Already?

People are contacting you already?

I just uploaded that shit.

Hell, yeah, cha-ching, bank-
- Not-

- baby, whoo.
- Shut the fuck up.

That's, that's my, that's
my business information

to sell illegal substances,
which we don't even have.

(Rosie laughing)

- Well, it don't, we going get 'em.

It's gonna be fine.

Everything's gonna be fine.

- You're a fucking moron.

Take that shit down.

- You got to chill, man.

This shit is going to work out
like the fucking bomb, man.

The Inter-Goddamn-net is where it's at.

Everybody's on it.

Hell, I mean, we ought to get, like,

one of them Goddamn Instagrams.

- Yeah, let me give
you my social security.

What, what, what, what
you, what else do you need

in terms of information to
get me fucking put in jail?

I don't know.

Lemme help me help you out.

- I don't know why you're
getting so mad, man.

I mean, this is a-

- Why, why, 'cause you're a fucking idiot.

- It's a good business model.

People go on the Internet,
and then they contact you.

How they gonna trace that shit?

- You don't, how do they
(laughing) trace that shit?

'Cause you gave 'em my
personal information.

- Yeah, but it, does,

it gets encrypted or some shit, you know,

like after the fact.
- It's not encrypted.

It's not encrypted when you
put it fucking right on there.

How do you, how, what,

do you even know what encrypted means?

- How else are they supposed to contact us

if your information ain't on there?

I mean, you know what I mean?

You can't just sell, say you got drugs,

and then people'll be
like, "Where's the drugs?"

And you're like, "Oh,
evaporate," and they don't,

like, you don't, if you
don't tell 'em where you are

and how to get to it, then
how the fuck are they going,

you're just gonna have 'em just
be like, "I want some drugs,

but I don't, I don't know where to go"?

- You know, your brain evaporated,
and that's the problem.

You, you, your, you have fucking no brain

in your head at all.

- Well, that's hurtful.
- At all.

- That's hurtful.

It's hurtful when you're like this.

It's hurtful.

- Idiot.

(computer beeping)

- Fucking Shonda, man.

She's up my ass bugging me again.

- You married her for a reason.

Maybe you should think about that.

- I have thought about it
plenty, and I'm happy here.

Never once has she ever taken
me seriously as an artist.

- Well, you're creative, and she's not.

What's new?

The problem started when
you went to work for her.

And that, that's on you.

- I don't know, maybe.

- No, dude, that makes sense.

And I'm the queen of fucking shit up,

so you should take my advice.

- I take my own advice 'cause
I gave myself some advice,

and as soon as I took that advice,

which was take some time out
for myself to be me, an artist,

as soon as I started doing
that, listening to myself, dude,

I've crushed literally every single song

I've written since, every one,

hit after hit after hit.
(fingers snapping)

So good AF.

Check-
- Are you listening

to these songs?

(Lick scoffs)

- Check these shits out if
you don't even believe it.

You'll see.

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(actors chattering indistinctly)

Hey, Rumplefuckstick, what,
what are you waiting for?

Come on.

(actors chattering indistinctly)

(door clattering)

Fuck took you so long?

- Okay.
(phone clanking)

- 'Kay.

Now, come here.

Sit down right there.

Since you haven't been paying attention

to the fucking hit songwriting
that's been going on

in your rolling house here-

- Mm-hmm.

- I'm just gonna show you
with a hot little number

entitled "Lacy Bracy Heart."

Goes a little something like this.

(romantic guitar music)

♪ I'm smitty, I'm smitty,
I'm smitten with you ♪

♪ I'm smitty, I'm smitty,
smit, smit, smitten with you ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ You came into my life
at just the right time ♪

♪ I was going off the rails ♪

♪ But you put the rails around my waist ♪

♪ And pushed the borderline ♪

♪ Down, down, down ♪

♪ Now, we're dancing
in the park together ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

You don't like it?

You fucking don't like it.

(Lacy clears throat)

We were outside all day.

My voice usually sounds
better, but it's, it's dry,

and I'm cracky, and I
broke my tuner earlier,

so my guitar's a little outta whack.

And I've been fucking hammered
for six straight days.

I'm dehydrated and dry.

How do you think you would sound?

- Look, look, I didn't, I
didn't say it didn't like it.

- You didn't have to say it.

I could see it on your face.

And apparently, I also need to tell you

that you didn't marry
a fucking accountant.

I'm a Goddamn metal master.

- Look, I know you're not an accountant.

(Lacy laughing)

- What's so fucking funny?

What's-

- Just (laughs)-

- You don't laugh at the
fucking Rolling Stones

when they write "Maggie May."

- I just wonder, do you
think that we're married?

Because you already have a wife.

- So?

It's called common room marriage, dummy.

When you live in the same
place for, with someone

for seven days, you're married.

- It's common law marriage,
and it's seven years.

Fucking idiot.

- Fucking fuck this.

Fuck this bullshit.
(guitar clattering)

Waste my fucking hits.

That was gonna be our
fucking wedding song.

- You're already married, you fuck.

- You, uh, you ready to add him now?

- Yes.
(gentle music)

Oh, my goodness, we are
so lucky they found him.

I still can't believe he ran away.

He's only eight.

(Ila sighs)

Our babies shouldn't be going
through anything like this.

- I know.

We'll get him back soon.

All right, let me, let me try to add him.

- Hey.
- Hi, babies.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- How's my, how's my little
man and my baby girl?

- Good.

- Oh, Rebel, do you have your
little puppy dog with you?

Where is it?

- It's on the floor.

- Oh, gosh, better get it.
- On the floor?

- Oh, it's so sweet.
- Aw.

- Oh.

- You know, son, you had us worried.

You know, you can't, ya,
something bad could happen to ya.

- I know. I'm sorry.

I promise I won't do it again.

- We want you to come home.

We're working really
hard to make that happen.

But you gotta promise not
to run away again, son.

(Rebel laughing)

- I won't.

- 'Kay.

- We love y'all.

You know that right?

We love y'all.

- Love y'all so much.

- We're gonna chat soon.
- All right.

- Chat soon.

- Bye.
- Bye.

(lips smacking)

- Love y'all.

- Love you, too, bye.

(hand knocking)

- Ila, what the hell's going on?

- What do you need?

- Uh, we're chatting right now.

Come on.

- Oh, God.

(upbeat music)

Oh, love.

(computer beeping)

- Why can't I open my door?

- Michael, that door has
been locked for over a month.

Have you lost your mind?

- You know what I'm talking
about, the door to the outside,

to the outside world.

It's barred shut.

- Oh, that door.

Well, if you had been following the rules

the way you're making me do
by not going to see my mom,

you wouldn't have even noticed.

- It's different, and you know it.

Come open the door.

- That I cannot do, negative.

See, I had Rosie come over and board it up

while you were in the shower.

- How am I supposed to get takeout?

- I'll slide it under your door.

- How am I supposed to do my deliveries?

- You shouldn't be going anywhere.

Have Casey, Lacy, Rosie,
Tammy Jo, or Keisha do it.

- How am I supposed to take out the trash?

(upbeat music continues)

- Now, that I had not thought of.

Hmm.

(computer beeping)

(upbeat music continues)

(lighter clicking)

(birds chirping)

(computer beeping)

- Hey, girl.

You gonna be able to come over here

and get this fine whiskey, (sniffing)

uh, before I drink it all up?

- We've been trying to do just that.

But when Rosie rode over that way,

he said that your road was ate up by cops.

- Yeah, oh, hell, yeah,

crazy times right now
all over the damn place.

Look, me and the chief, we go way back,

played football together.

And every now and then, I
give him a little white,

so we getting around them
coppers, it ain't no thing.

- (laughs) Well-
- Trust me.

(Stank laughing)
- Dang it, Stank,

I wish I'da known that two weeks ago.

I'll call Rosie and
tell him to get his ass

back over there.
(phone ringing)

- Hang on.

Hello, Stanky Stanks.

(Lacy laughing)

Hell, no, I can't.

I'm in a chat meeting.

On the Internet.

No, hell, no, I'll call you
when it's over, all right?

All right, bye-bye.

(phone clanking)

But getting back to it, look.

Lemme tell you something.

Hanging around Jabo,
hell, he taught me a lot,

a hell of a lot, and making
nice to the chief was one

of the number one damn
lessons he taught me.

He did.

Another thing he said was,

"It'll creep up on ya."

It'll creep up on ya?

The hell?

But he damn right, you know,

so when y'all out there selling to folks,

you gotta tell 'em and tell 'em

one, two, three, four, five times.

It'll creep up on ya.

- Man, I don't think that
you paid much attention

to the creeping part.

I was there that day that you
ran right into that damn tree.

- (laughing) Oh, hell.

That was just a little
old scratchy scratch,

nothing to it.
(glass thudding)

- No, I remember when Jabo said,

"A taste is a taste, Stank."
- "A taste is a taste, Stank."

(Stank laughing)

- Lord have mercy.

I sure do miss old Jabo, hot tamale.

- Yeah, I do, too.
(mellow music)

Nobody else like him in the world.

Hey, Rose, I talked to
Stank, and he said you're

in the clear to pick up the product.

And don't worry if you
see Christmas lights

'cause they're up all year round,

and they got 'em in the pocket.

Bye.

(phone clanking)

(computer beeping)

Hey, oh, my God, I miss you.

- Damn, girl, you look haggard.

Thought I was having a tough day.

- Oh, yeah, um, my makeup artist

and hairstylist aren't making house calls,

so this is what you get.

(Mike laughs)

- Yeah, well it's, it's worse than that.

You, you look pale.

You look paler than
pale, like ghostly pale.

You need to, you need
to get out in the air,

get out in the sun.

Get you one of these masks.

Makes you look like the Old West.

Get you (laughing) one like
this one, too, that says,

"Fuck it.

Fuck the phone company.

Fuck pay TV.

Fuck obscenity."

- No, that's not even up to regulations.

Doesn't do anything for you.

- I'm not wearing it for regulations.

All right, so what's up?

- Well, uh, I think we'll
have some money for Matthew

by the end of next week.

- That's cool.

I think I can hold off old
Matty till the end of the week.

What about deliveries?

- I don't know about Rose and
Birdie, but I'm running low.

- Ila is fucking working against me.

She boarded the door.

She boarded my escape door.

I can't get outta the house.

Thinking about just busting this door.

That'll serve her right.

- Well, maybe if you lay off the tequila,

you might think of something.

- Bingo.

(fingers tapping)
(funky music)

(tissues rustling)

- Ah, holy fuck.
- Shit.

- Is that what you're into?

- No, I was just looking at it, checking-

- You're just checking it out?

Who just checks that
out that's not into it?

Fucking sicko.

I'm into a lot of stuff,

but that's past the point
of pushing the boundaries.

- Just, just experimentation.

I mean, you don't have
to judge me so hard.

- Well, it was a group of guys
under a glass coffee table

wearing clear goggles so a
girl could stand on top of it,

pop a squat, and shit in their
faces so they could jack off.

Man, that's fucking nasty.

- Maybe to you, but-

- Okay.
- There's obviously

a lot of people who are into it.

It's there.
- No.

No, you can leave now.

- Leave?

Where am I supposed to go?

It's a fucking pandemic outside.

I can't go.

- Yes, I could see where a guy
like you would be so worried.

- What do you mean a guy like me?

What did I do?

- A guy like you who
participates in sexcapades

where girls' feces could
splatter in his mouth.

God, I've kissed that mouth.

- [Lick] God, whatever.

- Ugh.

- I'm gonna go sleep on the
couch, but I'm not leaving.

I can't go anywhere.

It's a fucking pandemic.

(footsteps plodding)

That's not even how you spread it.

(Lacy retching)

(sirens wailing)

(plastic rustling)

(paper rustling)

(upbeat music)

(club thudding)

(clubs clanging)

(bag thudding)

(computer beeping)

(laid-back music)

- Hey.

- I thought you quit smoking.

- Oh, I did.

I thought you quit doing drugs.

- I did.

This is just weed.

It don't count.

- Oh.

- Although I did spiral a few days ago.

How are Mike and the kids?

- (laughs) Well, I had Rosie come board

up the outside door last week
so Mike couldn't go anywhere,

and he has been in full-on freakout mode.

(Lacy laughs)

- I fucking bet.

Man, y'all give each other hell.

- Yeah, I had Rosie
come take the boards off

while Mike was in the shower yesterday.

He doesn't know it yet.

(notifications chiming)

Oh, look, here he is.

Hey.

Hey, Lacy, I gotta, I gotta call you back.

Michael's sick.

(footsteps plodding)

- Sick?

Sick how?

Ila.

- Mike.

Mike, I got your message.

What do you mean you're sick?

- It usually means one thing.

I mean, I guess when the kids say it,

maybe it means another,
but you know what I mean.

- How bad is it, like, scale of one to 10?

- Real bad.

- You sound awful.

- It's all your fault.

You know, if you, if you
hadn't locked me in my room

like a prison with recirculated air,

not letting me take the
trash out, it's, it's,

I got the virus probably.

- No, I had those boards
taken off yesterday.

You hadn't been in any of that long.

- You caged me in.

It's your fault.

- Okay, let's not point fingers.

You need to call the hospital.

I'm gonna call Lacy and
have her get in touch

with the attorney to set up
another chat with the kids

in case you have to go into the hospital.

Shit.

- Okay, will do.

Ila, just keep me updated.

(hand knocking)

(water pattering)
(Mike coughing)

- Mike, what's going on?

(phone ringing)

Mike, answer me.

(keys jangling)
Shit.

- Yeah.

(door clattering)

(dramatic music)
(water pattering)

(mellow guitar music)

- Davey, can you call me?

(notification chiming)

- Hey, Lace, I ain't been able
to get over to Stank's yet.

Okay, I'm sorry, but just,
you know, life happens,

and I just couldn't get over there,

and now I got a new plan.

I got a whole new plan, so don't worry.

I got this under control.

You know how, like, these
days everybody's wearing

a mask right now 'cause of this candemic?

I'm gonna, um, I'm gonna
take advantage of that

'cause don't nobody know
who anybody is, right?

Right, partner?

(Rosie laughing)

Later.

(mellow guitar music continues)

- What the fuck does that mean?

(headset clattering)

Not today.
- Ow.

Don't fucking snatch my shit like that.

Are you fucked?

God, what's wrong with you?
- Dammit, Lick, not today.

I can't deal with this.

(sighs) Mike is sick.

(Lacy sighs)

He wants to talk to his kids.

We haven't made any money,
and who the fuck knows

what Rosie's up to?

- What the fuck does any
of that have to do with me?

- You just need to leave.

I'm, you already have a wife.

You like shit in your face.

And if you go back to work for your wife,

you'll have money rolling in

so that you can make your own records.

- I don't like it.

I was just looking at it,
and I already told you

I don't wanna go anywhere.

I love you.

I'm staying.

- Lick, I'm not in a place to
have a relationship right now.

I told you that from the beginning.

I'm still not out of the
woods with my procedures,

and (sighs) that slip-up the other night.

I need to make sure it
wasn't a full-on relapse.

- Whatever, none of that even matters.

You're just saying this
because you gotta have

your open relationship thing all the time.

And now that maybe we're
supposed to go outside,

it's an easy way to
get me outta your hair.

Move on to the next one.
- Well, if that's the case,

if that's the case, then that's the case.

Either way, you gotta leave.

- You know what?

If that's what you really want.

(footsteps plodding)

(notifications chiming)

(headset clattering)

(Lacy sighs)

Uh-uh.
(dramatic music)

I'm not going anywhere.

- Being a hostage is nothing new to me.

It's almost a welcome stranger in my life

from family members to this virus

and intimate relationships more times

than I care to remember.

Lick broke down and dropped
the gun when I held up these.

Yes, that's exactly

what you think they are.
(baby crying)

(Lacy laughs)

Looks like Lick, Shonda,
and I'll be raising

a hellion of our own.

(baby crying)

And speaking of hellions,
looks like the state dropped

the ball since Rowdy, Ryder,
and Rebel are raising hell

back at home.
- Ow.

- Oh, and don't worry about their health

because Mike didn't actually have COVID.

He still believes he's immune.

(baby crying)

- You know, I'm pretty
sure that the vast majority

of the viruses were
psychopathic or psychosomatic,

whatever that word is, psychosemetic.

Man, I'm, I'm not saying,
listen, the virus existed.

I just think a lot of
people, it was psychosemetic.

That's what took 'em to the hospital.

And, uh, I think mine, I mean,

I think mine was
psychosemetic, psychopathic.

Watch this pass.

I blame Dr. Anthony Fauci
for virtually everything.

I call him the, let's just say

the Bernie Madoff of epidemiology.

Why?

Because he's misled us all the
way through this thing, okay?

So, you know,

(diners chattering indistinctly)

yeah, did I get sick?

Yeah.

Did it have to do with COVID-19?

No, because I had
antibodies, the whole deal.

And, and, and nobody gets credit for that.

I didn't get credit for it.

Nobody does because that's
his agenda and still is.

(diners chattering indistinctly)

And mark these words.

I mean, I'm going back
to the 1918 influenza.

I'm going back to the
Hong Kong flu of 1969,

which by the way, 100,000 people died,

and you know what we did for that?

You know what we did?

We had Woodstock.

(Ila sighs)

- Okay.

(computer beeping)

- Ila, it's been a while.

- Alexandra, are, do you have pants on?

Are you still in bed?
- What?

- Nothing, oh, hey, is
your sister, Tori, around?

- (laughs) I haven't spoken
to that bookworm in months.

- Oh.

- What?

She's off somewhere getting
her, uh, doc, doctalate.

- Yeah, a doctorate, yeah.

- Yes, that.

But I'm pretty sure,
staying with you guys,

she almost lost it.

- Well, didn't think there were
any colleges open right now.

- Well, she's off remote
learning somewhere,

so I don't know what to tell ya.

- Damn.

- Why do you need to talk to her anyways?

- I, well, I was just
trying to call her to see

if she could come help.

I mean, I really could use
someone so that I can concentrate

on work 'cause we really
need the money right now.

- Yeah, I don't help
with other people's kids.

- Surprise.

- But I can help with the money part.

- How so?

- Well, I had this online
business selling sex toys to women

who like tentacle porn.

- Wait, do what?

- And I still have it running,
so I have the equipment.

I can set up a Streamlab website

and, uh, process orders for you.

- Well, uh, I guess that could be helpful.

Um-
- All right,

well, then I just need
your customers' info,

list of products to set everything up,

and, uh, some email addresses,
and we can get it rolling.

- Wow.

Uh, oh, okay.

- Mm.

Let me just get up, and not take a shower,

and tickle the taco.

I'll get back to ya.

Okay, bye.
(computer beeping)

- Wait a minute.

Okay, I'm gonna call.
(computer beeping)

(Ila gasps)

Oh, my God.

- Well, good to see you, too.

(Ila exhales)

- No, I'm sorry.

I, that shit on your
face just threw me off.

- What?

Is there shit on my face?

- But (sighs) anyway,
guess who I just talked to.

- The Queen of England?

How the fuck do I know?

- Alexandra.

- Why?

- Well, I was looking for Tori.

- Why?

- Well, because I need help,

but she didn't know where Tori was.

- Oh, consider yourself lucky.

- Yeah, but Alexandra offered to help.

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no.
- Yeah, she,

yeah, she's gonna,

she's gonna streamline a
website for me or something.

- Look, you do not want Alex's help.

- But, but I need, listen,

I, I need help with the business, Lacy.

And I honestly think
God led me to call her.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Oh, and him too, yeah.

- You have no idea what
you've gone and done.

- Well, one question.

Do you know what tentacle porn is?

(mellow blues music)

♪ I never learned right from wrong ♪

♪ Now, I'm right back home
where the past belongs ♪

♪ Wash away like the rain I could ♪

♪ "Cause I'm low-down,
dirty, misunderstood ♪

♪ How long till I'm too far gone ♪

♪ Right or wrong, I'll be long gone ♪

♪ Gone ♪

♪ Gone ♪

♪ There's a shadow hanging over me ♪

♪ Staring down so the blues can see ♪

♪ Back riding on a river in a hurricane ♪

♪ It's just another way to see the rain ♪

♪ How long till I'm too far gone ♪

♪ Right or wrong, I'll be long gone ♪

♪ I said how long till I'm too far gone ♪

♪ Right or wrong, I'll be long gone ♪

♪ Long gone ♪

♪ I'll be long gone ♪

♪ Long gone ♪

♪ Long gone ♪

(crickets chirping)
(children laughing)

(frog croaking)