Better Things (2016–…): Season 5, Episode 2 - Better Things - full transcript
Sam makes a choice.
Hey, can you pass me those?
Yeah, no. Those ones.
Those look really good.
-No. Mom.
-Hi. I'm here.
I need to purchase some items.
I'm a patron.
Fine. I'll be by the plants.
Excuse me.
I can't help but notice
that you're wearing
a Land of the Lostjacket?
Yes?
Are you Sid or Marty?
I'm Marty, the good-looking one.
Oh, my God.
This is unbelievable.
I'm your biggest fan.
I don't even know what to say.
Look, I'm shaking.
Don't get excited.
I'm only a human being.
And, by the way,
what's your name?
-I'm Sam.
-Sam.
What's your profession?
Well, I-I'm an actor,
and also recently
I've been lucky enough to be
employed behind the scenes.
Like, like what you do.
You know what--
and this is important--
don't ever let them fuck you.
And let me give you some advice
that my dad gave me.
Don't ever, ever give up.
'Cause if you give up
on Tuesday,
there is no Wednesday,
and Wednesday could've been
the day.
I have something to give you.
-My card.
You got to promise me
you'll only sell it
if you need the cash.
I promise.
Oh, my God.
Thank you so much, Marty.
I will treasure this.
Can I give you a hug?
Absolutely.
-Can you buy me the flowers?
-Hey, Marty!
- Yeah!
-Oh.
-Thank you so much, Marty.
-Bye.
-Oh, my God. Do you guys know
who that is?
-He's a legend.
-Yeah, he's a regular.
-Yeah, Mom.
You brought me up
watching his shows.
Oh, my God, I'm done!
-Dead!
-Did he give you his card?
Oh, he gives everybody his card,
which isn't smart
for a minor celebrity,
if you really think about it.
Because, you know, flooding the
market depreciates its value.
Oh.
-Guys!
Mom, no.
-Really?
-Okay, "humans," "human people."
-Look!
-Mom! Don't touch it.
Okay. Okay.
Lens cloth.
God.
Oh, my God.
Some little girl lost
her cell phone.
-Again, with the gender
assumptions.
Oh, sad.
Okay, Rip Taylor lost
his cell phone. Whatever.
-Jesus.
-Wow.
Aw...
Maybe there's an address on here
-or something.
-Ridiculous woman.
Mom, can we hurry, please?
-We have to drop off Jason
at home.
-Well, what do I do with this?
I-I don't know.
Look for ICE on it.
-What's "ICE"?
-What is "ICE"?
"In Case of Emergency."
Just tap it.
Okay, see? Right there. ICE.
Mom and Dad. Call the dad.
Call the dad.
!¡Hola, chaparrita!
Are you callingpapá
from your room?
Oh, hi. Actually,
it's not chaparrita,
but I do have her phone.
Que? What? You do?
Where did you get it?
Where is my daughter?
- Oh!
-Get down!
-Hello?
Hello?! What's happening?!
Are those gunshots?
-Um, yeah. That-that was...
-Is my daughter there?
-Where are you?
-That was gunshots,
but she's not here.
-Is my daughter okay?
Ay, Dios mío.
-I just, I don't know.
-Tell me what's happening!
-I-I have to call you back.
It's okay, it's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Stay down.
-Fuck was that?
-Get down. Get down.
Jesus.
-Oh.
-You okay? Oh, my God.
-Jesus. Stay down.
Stay down.
What happened?
Welcome to Van Nuys.
Email me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Let's get you home, Jason.
He shot into the sky?
Was he an idiot?
All those bullets have to land
somewhere.
That's exactly what I said,
Gran.
Somebody stole
a shipment of wine.
Frankie googled it.
Well, all we can do is
be grateful no one was hurt.
We don't need another injury
in the family.
Another injury?
What do you mean?
Well, you know,
after Max broke her nose.
The business with the hospital.
No. I don't know, Phil.
Oh, dear.
I wasn't supposed to...
No, hello, please,
or are we just gonna pretend
that you didn't just tell me
that my daughter was
in the hospital?
Max took care of it.
I paid the bill
through her lawyer.
They won't be bothering us
anymore.
How much did you pay
this person?
Phil?
$7,000.
And he wanted more for her bail.
Don't go anywhere.
We're coming right over.
Mom, relax.
I'm very relaxed.
It's fine.
Phil?
I don't understand.
Did it even sound like Max?
She told me it was her,
but she said
her voice sounded odd
because she was
in a car accident
and her nose was full of gauze.
And you just believed this?
Well, I had my suspicions,
but the hospital administrator
said that they would refuse
to release her
unless I paid her bill.
Phil, that wasn't
a hospital administrator.
I realize that now.
I wasn't born yesterday.
But at the end of the day,
what did they take?
-It's just money.
-Phil.
They have your information.
Your accounts. Your address.
Mom, can you please
stop freaking out?
We've already filed
the police report.
Apparently, it's been happening
to tons of people
-in Los Angeles.
-Who filed a police report?
-You and Max?
-No. Me and Gran.
Um, surprisingly enough, Max--
"the, uh, oldest,
the mature one"--
was not involved at all.
I did it all. I handled it.
You see? All taken care of.
Was anyone planning
on telling me any of this?!
Mom, don't get hysterical.
You see, this is exactly
why we decided
it would be a sister secret.
A what?
It's when we all
collectively decide
to keep something from you,
because you're insane and blow
everything out of proportion.
So, everyone's a sister?
Even her?
And I'm over here,
not a sister.
Just a lonely turd
floating around
in the pickle jar by myself.
Is that how this works?
Okay, Gran. I'm gonna help you
with your groceries.
I got you that cinnamon
cookie dough that you love.
Oh, wonderful.
You're so good to me.
Yeah!
I'm so lucky.
Ooh...
♪
Eddie of Western Costume!
Hey, Sam.
-Good to see you.
-You, too.
Oh, hi. Um...
What did you just call me?
Uh, nothing.
I said, "Hi, um..."
Oh, I thought
you called me "ma'am."
Oh, no. No.
Uh, I'm here for a fitting
for the Untitled
Robert Fair Morriss Project.
This is Dragnet 22.
-Oh...
-Look, reception's up front.
Make sure you're parked in the
right zone or you'll get towed.
"Okay. Thank you very much.
Thank you, ma'am.
Just the facts, ma'am."
Oh. That was...
No, that's
a Dragnetreference.
That was not--
You-You're too young to know it.
I'm 54.
54?
Holy fucking shit.
Hello?
Dun.
-Hello?
Anybody here?
-Bueller?
Okay.
I guess I'll just
sign myself in.
Signing my...
self.
1970 winter hats.
1960 wig caps.
Novelty resort straw...
♪ I'm gonna need
someone to help me♪
♪ And nobody's gonna give
a damn♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ Give me a drink♪
♪ One more night♪
♪ This can't be me♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ If I can't get clean...♪
I love this.
Oh, my God. Shoes.
-♪ My heart was breaking♪
-Max would love those.
-♪ Hands are shaking♪
-Ooh.
-♪ Bugs are crawling
all over me♪
-What? What?
I'll just steal all the hats
from the hab'dashery.
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ Give me a drink♪
♪ One more night♪
♪ This can't be me♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ If I can't get clean♪
♪ I'm gonna drink my life away♪
♪ Yeah♪
♪ Oh♪
Whoa.
♪ Oh♪
My people.
-♪ Oh...♪
This is so nice.
Sam Fox?
I... Hi. That's me.
You're 15 minutes late, and
we have rolling fittings today.
-Shall we go?
-Yes. Yes.
Sorry about that.
Oh.
-Shall we go?
-Coming right now.
I'm coming.
Yes.
Thirty-four.
Thirty-seven.
Jesus.
32 and a half.
Oh.
I know. I try clothes on
like that in the store.
Sorry. Yes.
Oh. Okay.
Thirty-eight.
Twenty-seven.
27. Here.
This. Put this on.
Oh, right here?
I mean, can I just go
in the changing room?
This is the changing room.
Okay. Could I ask if...
You mind-- Could you guys
turn around for a minute?
How about this?
If you're uncomfortable,
then you turn around
and undress.
That way I can still see you
and do my job.
I totally get you.
You know what?
I wanted to see...
There's a little space
back here,
'cause I feel better that way.
I'm shy.
Little shy.
-You don't like it?
What? No.
This is great.
I don't know if you know this,
Sam,
but you are so pretty.
Oh.
-Mm.
-Can you take it in?
Like, really take it in?
Yes. Yes.
Thank you very much.
Taking it in.
Putting it into my pocket.
-I'm so... pretty.
Uh, is there a bathroom nearby?
I really have to go
to the bathroom.
You have to go?
-Like, right now? This second?
-Yes.
-Yeah, I didn't have to go
until...
...you put this corset on me,
-but I-- Yeah. Thank you.
-It's on the other side
of the building.
I'll be right back. Ow!
Thespians. Wow.
That's the one.
Let's take a look at that.
Okay.
-The one that says...
-It looks like my mom's.
Yeah, that's the one.
-Ron!
I love you!
-Oh, no, Sammie Fox.
-Is that you?
-Ron.
-Oh, look at you.
-Hi!
-My God.
-Don't ask. What...
-No.
What are you doing here?
Same as you, a costume fitting
for this sitcom shooting
in San Francisco.
One of those new
fancy streamers,
and I'm executive producer.
That's so good, Ron.
-I think I hate
the movie I'm doing.
-What?
I thought you were directing
now.
I saw your episodes of
Happy & Brokelast year.
I was, but now I'm back to doing
whatever this is, I guess.
You want me to put you
in the mix?
I'm putting you
in the mix, Sam.
We're hiring only
female directors right now.
We're trying to save some spots
for older women.
-For older women?
-Yeah.
Oh, okay. Thank you.
No, I mean like really old,
like over-the-hill old.
You'd be perfect.
Perfect.
No, listen, Sam,
this is right up your alley.
Show's all about family,
new beginnings,
and pain-in-the-ass kids.
You know, I really want to,
but I'm stuck on this thing,
and I have no idea
how long it's gonna go.
Might be a way you can do both.
Talk to your agents.
Remember all those years ago,
your dad coming on the set?
We'd laugh our tits off.
Man, we had a ball.
That said, uh,
he knew all my bad traits,
so I don't think
he really wanted me around
his adorable-ass daughter.
Oh, Ron.
You're doing the gig, Sam.
Okay, come play with us.
And I promise,
I won't play too rough.
-Still so bad.
-Yeah. You know me.
-I know!
-Give me, give me, give me.
Aw...
Wow, you just
lifted me right up.
I'm gonna see you, Sam.
- I hope so. Bye.
-Yeah, you will. You will.
Wow, I'm really excited.
♪ Petticoat, Petticoat,
Junction, Junction.♪
All right, where were we?
See you, Ron!
All right, darling. All right.
-Hi, Mal.
-You shouldn't FaceTime
and drive.
-What do you want, Mal?
-How'd the fitting go?
Not great.
Yes.
I stood there for five hours
while that Nazi lady
yanked me like a stretch doll.
Ha! That's hilarious!
First of all,
-Janna Morghenstal is Danish,
not German.
-Ow. Ow, ow, ow.
And secondly,
she's a fucking vampire genius.
She's known for her coats.
-It's like...
I don't know, Mal.
This whole thing is
giving me shpilkes.
Nobody's being clear
about the shooting schedule.
Did you know that
they're shooting in Belarus?
-Belarus?
-Hundreds of extras,
really complicated.
At least I'll get to chill
in Belarus with Donald Glover.
He won't be going.
They're shooting him out
in Indiana and are cheating it.
You will be there
for three weeks.
-Mostly night shoots.
-Five, actually.
Listen, honey, I swear to God,
this project, it's gonna be
great for your profile.
-Why, though?
-I just told you.
Your acting career.
You can find a way
to make this work, right?
I didn't do it right. I know.
Five weeks?
On another continent?
-I can't do that.
It's like bird cages.
-I have responsibilities.
-Yes.
Mal, is it too late for me
to get out of this?
I have only had one fitting.
I need to know what I'm doing,
-and this makes me feel
out of control.
-Oh. Okay.
I can do that. Thank you.
This is a mistake, Mal.
I can't. I can't go.
I feel stupid. I...
I feel like I-I-I-I...
I don't love it enough, Mal.
I don't know
if I love acting enough
to do this, Mal.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
This is a sin.
This is a shonda.
You never turn down work, ever.
My people come from laborers
and hardworking survivors.
Oh, God.
Oh, God, Mal. Mal.
Please, please get me off
of this movie.
Please. I can't believe
I was wearing that.
I hate it.
I can't. I can't,
I can't wear the wishbone.
Mal, I feel like
I'm moving backwards,
and I need to move forwards.
Please. Please, please.
Please, please, please,
please, please.
-Please.
-Okay, you'll sleep on it?
No.
-A little sleep on this one?
-Nope. Nerp. No.
-I feel so good deciding this.
Don't you, Mal?
-Why would I feel good?
-But I am here to support you,
so... yes.
Fabulous. Nice speech,
Norma Rae.
Yes. I feel alive!
Oh, yes! Yes!
-Padres.
-♪ My baby's got it all♪
♪ Ain't what it used to be♪
-♪ I give you all the world♪
-Can't get the dumb thing off.
-♪ And I found the melody♪
-Expos.
-Thank you.
-♪ When you wake up♪
-♪ You found this note,
it was addressed to me♪
-Okay.
-Cardinals.
-♪ When you wake up,
you found this note♪
-Yes.
-♪ It was addressed to me♪
-♪ And right before the fall♪
-Fuck you, garlic. Ow.
-♪ You were looking back at me♪
-♪ I never see you anymore♪
-Mmm. Oh, fuck.
♪ You left a mystery♪
-I just saw... Angels.
-♪ When you wake up♪
♪ You found this note♪
♪ It was addressed to me♪
♪ When you wake up,
you found this note♪
♪ It was addressed to me.♪
No, you can't have any.
Okay. Ooh, the ballots.
Serious?
Frankie. Jason.
Honey baby, come on.
-It's starting.
-Mom, look at this.
Are you there?
-Oh!
-This is marvelous.
We should've been doing this
for years.
Yes, it is something.
It was good to see the girls.
Yes, they're quite grown.
Don't you love that?
-You've got a lot of wrinkles.
Where did you find this?
I made a screen recording.
You've got a bald spot.
Oh, Uncle Lester. Oh, my God.
I miss him.
Same.
-Oh!
-Whoa!
Ooh, it's wind-ing.
Remember when you were
a little girl
and you used to say,
"Mama, it's wind-ing"?
-You love the wind.
-Yeah, during the day.
I don't fuck with the wind
at night.
Oh, my God.
Ooh...
Auntie Em! Surrender, Dorothy!
Wow.
-Are you ready to go?
Yeah.
What?
What? You're leaving?
Yeah. Jason's brother has
a concert,
-and we promised we would go.
-Wait a second.
I planned a whole thing.
We were gonna watch the finale
together.
-We made a whole big thing
about it.
-Sorry, Mom.
You can give Max my plate,
though.
Thanks for thinking of us.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, Mom.
I promise you next time, okay?
-I love you.
Bye.
Okay, cool.
Well, I did have
some rather large news
that I wanted to share with you.
I made a choice.
Choice.
I made a choice,
and, uh, I did
a very hard thing.
It took a lot of guts.
I quit a job
that wasn't gonna be good
for me,
and I feel better about it.
I just wanted you guys
to know that,
and also I cooked all day.
I made sloppy joes
and profiteroles,
and I printed out ballots
for the finale.
Also, also, I cut my finger
to the bone.
Bled for you guys,
but that's cool.
You go do your own thing.
I'll just go and watch
the finale with the dogs
by myself, and...
And even the dogs aren't here.
Now vodka. Vodka now.
♪ This mercy train...♪
♪ Foot in the grave
till the white light...♪
♪ Girl, you know how I feel...♪
♪ Young girl,
get out of my mind♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ Better run, girl♪
-♪ You're much too young, girl♪
♪ With all the charms♪
-♪ Of a woman♪
Hi, can I help you?
-Here for the package.
-What?
They said you had
a package for me?
Um, no, I don't have a package
for you.
It's a cell phone.
Pink cell phone.
-Pink cell phone!
-Yeah. Yeah.
-The package. You're
the TaskRabbit.
-Yeah, yeah. Yes.
-Boom.
-I'll be right with you.
What's your license number?
Just kidding.
-I know that's
a different thing.
Gonna get Rip Taylor's
cell phone.
-Here you go.
-Thank you. Thank you.
You're welcome. Um, excuse me.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Do you like this job?
Do you make your own hours?
Yeah, it's great.
I just came here
from Kansas City, so...
-Oh. Kansas.
-Yeah.
That's-that's... I hear
you guys have a lot of corn.
Right? You have a lot of corn.
Like, canned corn, candy corn.
-Cracker Jacks.
"You're the prize in my box."
-That's from a movie.
-Yeah.
You look familiar.
What do you do?
Oh, me?
-Yeah.
-I'm a housewife.
That's awesome. That's amazing.
I...
I have so much respect
for what you do.
I-I love housewives.
Oh.
That's very swee-- Anyway,
you have a good night.
Uh, yeah. You, too.
Chewy, come on.
Let's go.
-♪ Young dick,
get out of my life♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ You better run, dick♪
♪ You're much too young, dick.♪
♪ Young girl♪
♪ Get out of my mind♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ Better run, girl♪
♪ You're much too young, girl♪
♪ So hurry home to your mama♪
♪ I'm sure she wonders
where you are♪
♪ Get out of here♪
♪ Before I have the time♪
♪ To change my mind.♪
Yeah, no. Those ones.
Those look really good.
-No. Mom.
-Hi. I'm here.
I need to purchase some items.
I'm a patron.
Fine. I'll be by the plants.
Excuse me.
I can't help but notice
that you're wearing
a Land of the Lostjacket?
Yes?
Are you Sid or Marty?
I'm Marty, the good-looking one.
Oh, my God.
This is unbelievable.
I'm your biggest fan.
I don't even know what to say.
Look, I'm shaking.
Don't get excited.
I'm only a human being.
And, by the way,
what's your name?
-I'm Sam.
-Sam.
What's your profession?
Well, I-I'm an actor,
and also recently
I've been lucky enough to be
employed behind the scenes.
Like, like what you do.
You know what--
and this is important--
don't ever let them fuck you.
And let me give you some advice
that my dad gave me.
Don't ever, ever give up.
'Cause if you give up
on Tuesday,
there is no Wednesday,
and Wednesday could've been
the day.
I have something to give you.
-My card.
You got to promise me
you'll only sell it
if you need the cash.
I promise.
Oh, my God.
Thank you so much, Marty.
I will treasure this.
Can I give you a hug?
Absolutely.
-Can you buy me the flowers?
-Hey, Marty!
- Yeah!
-Oh.
-Thank you so much, Marty.
-Bye.
-Oh, my God. Do you guys know
who that is?
-He's a legend.
-Yeah, he's a regular.
-Yeah, Mom.
You brought me up
watching his shows.
Oh, my God, I'm done!
-Dead!
-Did he give you his card?
Oh, he gives everybody his card,
which isn't smart
for a minor celebrity,
if you really think about it.
Because, you know, flooding the
market depreciates its value.
Oh.
-Guys!
Mom, no.
-Really?
-Okay, "humans," "human people."
-Look!
-Mom! Don't touch it.
Okay. Okay.
Lens cloth.
God.
Oh, my God.
Some little girl lost
her cell phone.
-Again, with the gender
assumptions.
Oh, sad.
Okay, Rip Taylor lost
his cell phone. Whatever.
-Jesus.
-Wow.
Aw...
Maybe there's an address on here
-or something.
-Ridiculous woman.
Mom, can we hurry, please?
-We have to drop off Jason
at home.
-Well, what do I do with this?
I-I don't know.
Look for ICE on it.
-What's "ICE"?
-What is "ICE"?
"In Case of Emergency."
Just tap it.
Okay, see? Right there. ICE.
Mom and Dad. Call the dad.
Call the dad.
!¡Hola, chaparrita!
Are you callingpapá
from your room?
Oh, hi. Actually,
it's not chaparrita,
but I do have her phone.
Que? What? You do?
Where did you get it?
Where is my daughter?
- Oh!
-Get down!
-Hello?
Hello?! What's happening?!
Are those gunshots?
-Um, yeah. That-that was...
-Is my daughter there?
-Where are you?
-That was gunshots,
but she's not here.
-Is my daughter okay?
Ay, Dios mío.
-I just, I don't know.
-Tell me what's happening!
-I-I have to call you back.
It's okay, it's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Stay down.
-Fuck was that?
-Get down. Get down.
Jesus.
-Oh.
-You okay? Oh, my God.
-Jesus. Stay down.
Stay down.
What happened?
Welcome to Van Nuys.
Email me.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Let's get you home, Jason.
He shot into the sky?
Was he an idiot?
All those bullets have to land
somewhere.
That's exactly what I said,
Gran.
Somebody stole
a shipment of wine.
Frankie googled it.
Well, all we can do is
be grateful no one was hurt.
We don't need another injury
in the family.
Another injury?
What do you mean?
Well, you know,
after Max broke her nose.
The business with the hospital.
No. I don't know, Phil.
Oh, dear.
I wasn't supposed to...
No, hello, please,
or are we just gonna pretend
that you didn't just tell me
that my daughter was
in the hospital?
Max took care of it.
I paid the bill
through her lawyer.
They won't be bothering us
anymore.
How much did you pay
this person?
Phil?
$7,000.
And he wanted more for her bail.
Don't go anywhere.
We're coming right over.
Mom, relax.
I'm very relaxed.
It's fine.
Phil?
I don't understand.
Did it even sound like Max?
She told me it was her,
but she said
her voice sounded odd
because she was
in a car accident
and her nose was full of gauze.
And you just believed this?
Well, I had my suspicions,
but the hospital administrator
said that they would refuse
to release her
unless I paid her bill.
Phil, that wasn't
a hospital administrator.
I realize that now.
I wasn't born yesterday.
But at the end of the day,
what did they take?
-It's just money.
-Phil.
They have your information.
Your accounts. Your address.
Mom, can you please
stop freaking out?
We've already filed
the police report.
Apparently, it's been happening
to tons of people
-in Los Angeles.
-Who filed a police report?
-You and Max?
-No. Me and Gran.
Um, surprisingly enough, Max--
"the, uh, oldest,
the mature one"--
was not involved at all.
I did it all. I handled it.
You see? All taken care of.
Was anyone planning
on telling me any of this?!
Mom, don't get hysterical.
You see, this is exactly
why we decided
it would be a sister secret.
A what?
It's when we all
collectively decide
to keep something from you,
because you're insane and blow
everything out of proportion.
So, everyone's a sister?
Even her?
And I'm over here,
not a sister.
Just a lonely turd
floating around
in the pickle jar by myself.
Is that how this works?
Okay, Gran. I'm gonna help you
with your groceries.
I got you that cinnamon
cookie dough that you love.
Oh, wonderful.
You're so good to me.
Yeah!
I'm so lucky.
Ooh...
♪
Eddie of Western Costume!
Hey, Sam.
-Good to see you.
-You, too.
Oh, hi. Um...
What did you just call me?
Uh, nothing.
I said, "Hi, um..."
Oh, I thought
you called me "ma'am."
Oh, no. No.
Uh, I'm here for a fitting
for the Untitled
Robert Fair Morriss Project.
This is Dragnet 22.
-Oh...
-Look, reception's up front.
Make sure you're parked in the
right zone or you'll get towed.
"Okay. Thank you very much.
Thank you, ma'am.
Just the facts, ma'am."
Oh. That was...
No, that's
a Dragnetreference.
That was not--
You-You're too young to know it.
I'm 54.
54?
Holy fucking shit.
Hello?
Dun.
-Hello?
Anybody here?
-Bueller?
Okay.
I guess I'll just
sign myself in.
Signing my...
self.
1970 winter hats.
1960 wig caps.
Novelty resort straw...
♪ I'm gonna need
someone to help me♪
♪ And nobody's gonna give
a damn♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ Give me a drink♪
♪ One more night♪
♪ This can't be me♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ If I can't get clean...♪
I love this.
Oh, my God. Shoes.
-♪ My heart was breaking♪
-Max would love those.
-♪ Hands are shaking♪
-Ooh.
-♪ Bugs are crawling
all over me♪
-What? What?
I'll just steal all the hats
from the hab'dashery.
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ Give me a drink♪
♪ One more night♪
♪ This can't be me♪
♪ Son of a bitch♪
♪ If I can't get clean♪
♪ I'm gonna drink my life away♪
♪ Yeah♪
♪ Oh♪
Whoa.
♪ Oh♪
My people.
-♪ Oh...♪
This is so nice.
Sam Fox?
I... Hi. That's me.
You're 15 minutes late, and
we have rolling fittings today.
-Shall we go?
-Yes. Yes.
Sorry about that.
Oh.
-Shall we go?
-Coming right now.
I'm coming.
Yes.
Thirty-four.
Thirty-seven.
Jesus.
32 and a half.
Oh.
I know. I try clothes on
like that in the store.
Sorry. Yes.
Oh. Okay.
Thirty-eight.
Twenty-seven.
27. Here.
This. Put this on.
Oh, right here?
I mean, can I just go
in the changing room?
This is the changing room.
Okay. Could I ask if...
You mind-- Could you guys
turn around for a minute?
How about this?
If you're uncomfortable,
then you turn around
and undress.
That way I can still see you
and do my job.
I totally get you.
You know what?
I wanted to see...
There's a little space
back here,
'cause I feel better that way.
I'm shy.
Little shy.
-You don't like it?
What? No.
This is great.
I don't know if you know this,
Sam,
but you are so pretty.
Oh.
-Mm.
-Can you take it in?
Like, really take it in?
Yes. Yes.
Thank you very much.
Taking it in.
Putting it into my pocket.
-I'm so... pretty.
Uh, is there a bathroom nearby?
I really have to go
to the bathroom.
You have to go?
-Like, right now? This second?
-Yes.
-Yeah, I didn't have to go
until...
...you put this corset on me,
-but I-- Yeah. Thank you.
-It's on the other side
of the building.
I'll be right back. Ow!
Thespians. Wow.
That's the one.
Let's take a look at that.
Okay.
-The one that says...
-It looks like my mom's.
Yeah, that's the one.
-Ron!
I love you!
-Oh, no, Sammie Fox.
-Is that you?
-Ron.
-Oh, look at you.
-Hi!
-My God.
-Don't ask. What...
-No.
What are you doing here?
Same as you, a costume fitting
for this sitcom shooting
in San Francisco.
One of those new
fancy streamers,
and I'm executive producer.
That's so good, Ron.
-I think I hate
the movie I'm doing.
-What?
I thought you were directing
now.
I saw your episodes of
Happy & Brokelast year.
I was, but now I'm back to doing
whatever this is, I guess.
You want me to put you
in the mix?
I'm putting you
in the mix, Sam.
We're hiring only
female directors right now.
We're trying to save some spots
for older women.
-For older women?
-Yeah.
Oh, okay. Thank you.
No, I mean like really old,
like over-the-hill old.
You'd be perfect.
Perfect.
No, listen, Sam,
this is right up your alley.
Show's all about family,
new beginnings,
and pain-in-the-ass kids.
You know, I really want to,
but I'm stuck on this thing,
and I have no idea
how long it's gonna go.
Might be a way you can do both.
Talk to your agents.
Remember all those years ago,
your dad coming on the set?
We'd laugh our tits off.
Man, we had a ball.
That said, uh,
he knew all my bad traits,
so I don't think
he really wanted me around
his adorable-ass daughter.
Oh, Ron.
You're doing the gig, Sam.
Okay, come play with us.
And I promise,
I won't play too rough.
-Still so bad.
-Yeah. You know me.
-I know!
-Give me, give me, give me.
Aw...
Wow, you just
lifted me right up.
I'm gonna see you, Sam.
- I hope so. Bye.
-Yeah, you will. You will.
Wow, I'm really excited.
♪ Petticoat, Petticoat,
Junction, Junction.♪
All right, where were we?
See you, Ron!
All right, darling. All right.
-Hi, Mal.
-You shouldn't FaceTime
and drive.
-What do you want, Mal?
-How'd the fitting go?
Not great.
Yes.
I stood there for five hours
while that Nazi lady
yanked me like a stretch doll.
Ha! That's hilarious!
First of all,
-Janna Morghenstal is Danish,
not German.
-Ow. Ow, ow, ow.
And secondly,
she's a fucking vampire genius.
She's known for her coats.
-It's like...
I don't know, Mal.
This whole thing is
giving me shpilkes.
Nobody's being clear
about the shooting schedule.
Did you know that
they're shooting in Belarus?
-Belarus?
-Hundreds of extras,
really complicated.
At least I'll get to chill
in Belarus with Donald Glover.
He won't be going.
They're shooting him out
in Indiana and are cheating it.
You will be there
for three weeks.
-Mostly night shoots.
-Five, actually.
Listen, honey, I swear to God,
this project, it's gonna be
great for your profile.
-Why, though?
-I just told you.
Your acting career.
You can find a way
to make this work, right?
I didn't do it right. I know.
Five weeks?
On another continent?
-I can't do that.
It's like bird cages.
-I have responsibilities.
-Yes.
Mal, is it too late for me
to get out of this?
I have only had one fitting.
I need to know what I'm doing,
-and this makes me feel
out of control.
-Oh. Okay.
I can do that. Thank you.
This is a mistake, Mal.
I can't. I can't go.
I feel stupid. I...
I feel like I-I-I-I...
I don't love it enough, Mal.
I don't know
if I love acting enough
to do this, Mal.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
This is a sin.
This is a shonda.
You never turn down work, ever.
My people come from laborers
and hardworking survivors.
Oh, God.
Oh, God, Mal. Mal.
Please, please get me off
of this movie.
Please. I can't believe
I was wearing that.
I hate it.
I can't. I can't,
I can't wear the wishbone.
Mal, I feel like
I'm moving backwards,
and I need to move forwards.
Please. Please, please.
Please, please, please,
please, please.
-Please.
-Okay, you'll sleep on it?
No.
-A little sleep on this one?
-Nope. Nerp. No.
-I feel so good deciding this.
Don't you, Mal?
-Why would I feel good?
-But I am here to support you,
so... yes.
Fabulous. Nice speech,
Norma Rae.
Yes. I feel alive!
Oh, yes! Yes!
-Padres.
-♪ My baby's got it all♪
♪ Ain't what it used to be♪
-♪ I give you all the world♪
-Can't get the dumb thing off.
-♪ And I found the melody♪
-Expos.
-Thank you.
-♪ When you wake up♪
-♪ You found this note,
it was addressed to me♪
-Okay.
-Cardinals.
-♪ When you wake up,
you found this note♪
-Yes.
-♪ It was addressed to me♪
-♪ And right before the fall♪
-Fuck you, garlic. Ow.
-♪ You were looking back at me♪
-♪ I never see you anymore♪
-Mmm. Oh, fuck.
♪ You left a mystery♪
-I just saw... Angels.
-♪ When you wake up♪
♪ You found this note♪
♪ It was addressed to me♪
♪ When you wake up,
you found this note♪
♪ It was addressed to me.♪
No, you can't have any.
Okay. Ooh, the ballots.
Serious?
Frankie. Jason.
Honey baby, come on.
-It's starting.
-Mom, look at this.
Are you there?
-Oh!
-This is marvelous.
We should've been doing this
for years.
Yes, it is something.
It was good to see the girls.
Yes, they're quite grown.
Don't you love that?
-You've got a lot of wrinkles.
Where did you find this?
I made a screen recording.
You've got a bald spot.
Oh, Uncle Lester. Oh, my God.
I miss him.
Same.
-Oh!
-Whoa!
Ooh, it's wind-ing.
Remember when you were
a little girl
and you used to say,
"Mama, it's wind-ing"?
-You love the wind.
-Yeah, during the day.
I don't fuck with the wind
at night.
Oh, my God.
Ooh...
Auntie Em! Surrender, Dorothy!
Wow.
-Are you ready to go?
Yeah.
What?
What? You're leaving?
Yeah. Jason's brother has
a concert,
-and we promised we would go.
-Wait a second.
I planned a whole thing.
We were gonna watch the finale
together.
-We made a whole big thing
about it.
-Sorry, Mom.
You can give Max my plate,
though.
Thanks for thinking of us.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, Mom.
I promise you next time, okay?
-I love you.
Bye.
Okay, cool.
Well, I did have
some rather large news
that I wanted to share with you.
I made a choice.
Choice.
I made a choice,
and, uh, I did
a very hard thing.
It took a lot of guts.
I quit a job
that wasn't gonna be good
for me,
and I feel better about it.
I just wanted you guys
to know that,
and also I cooked all day.
I made sloppy joes
and profiteroles,
and I printed out ballots
for the finale.
Also, also, I cut my finger
to the bone.
Bled for you guys,
but that's cool.
You go do your own thing.
I'll just go and watch
the finale with the dogs
by myself, and...
And even the dogs aren't here.
Now vodka. Vodka now.
♪ This mercy train...♪
♪ Foot in the grave
till the white light...♪
♪ Girl, you know how I feel...♪
♪ Young girl,
get out of my mind♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ Better run, girl♪
-♪ You're much too young, girl♪
♪ With all the charms♪
-♪ Of a woman♪
Hi, can I help you?
-Here for the package.
-What?
They said you had
a package for me?
Um, no, I don't have a package
for you.
It's a cell phone.
Pink cell phone.
-Pink cell phone!
-Yeah. Yeah.
-The package. You're
the TaskRabbit.
-Yeah, yeah. Yes.
-Boom.
-I'll be right with you.
What's your license number?
Just kidding.
-I know that's
a different thing.
Gonna get Rip Taylor's
cell phone.
-Here you go.
-Thank you. Thank you.
You're welcome. Um, excuse me.
-Can I ask you something?
-Yeah.
-Yeah.
-Do you like this job?
Do you make your own hours?
Yeah, it's great.
I just came here
from Kansas City, so...
-Oh. Kansas.
-Yeah.
That's-that's... I hear
you guys have a lot of corn.
Right? You have a lot of corn.
Like, canned corn, candy corn.
-Cracker Jacks.
"You're the prize in my box."
-That's from a movie.
-Yeah.
You look familiar.
What do you do?
Oh, me?
-Yeah.
-I'm a housewife.
That's awesome. That's amazing.
I...
I have so much respect
for what you do.
I-I love housewives.
Oh.
That's very swee-- Anyway,
you have a good night.
Uh, yeah. You, too.
Chewy, come on.
Let's go.
-♪ Young dick,
get out of my life♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ You better run, dick♪
♪ You're much too young, dick.♪
♪ Young girl♪
♪ Get out of my mind♪
♪ My love for you is
way out of line♪
♪ Better run, girl♪
♪ You're much too young, girl♪
♪ So hurry home to your mama♪
♪ I'm sure she wonders
where you are♪
♪ Get out of here♪
♪ Before I have the time♪
♪ To change my mind.♪