Filthy Rich (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Psalm 25:3 - full transcript

Dear Lord, we could really use

Your divine intervention, again.

Margaret's little
press conference

backfired like
a raggedy old car,

so SunnyClub vendors
threatened to pull out.

Margaret called a family
meeting to keep all the kids,

bastards included, on brand,

which apparently means bribing
everyone into subservience.

She just put you on staff, bro.

Antonio took the deal,
of course.

Nice suit.



He must really need the money.

Rose went to fetch Jason
from whatever drug den

he was hiding in.

He better be careful
with that stuff,

or he'll wind up in a coma.

- Don't worry.
- ‐Whoa, what‐‐

You're not gonna wake him up.

And Ginger,
greedy tramp that she is,

refused Margaret's offer...

'Cause I'm that bitch.

And moved
all of her cyber bimbos

into a ratty‐ass motel.

So of course Margaret went
to the only person

who could fix this,
my darling brother,



who offered to baptize Ginger
in exchange

for putting Eric
in charge of the missions.

It's a big job,
which explains why

he's on his laptop all the time.

But Ginger turned
what was supposed

to be a holy sacrament

into a wet, dripping billboard
for her porn site.

I saw her areolas.

Cut the feed!

I can't imagine
what Eugene would say

if he saw all this.

Still, the controversy got us

the subscriptions we needed.

Margaret got super jelly
of my brother's ratings

and decided to book Ginger
on her show.

Be good for everyone.

And that'll be
a travesty in the making.

Just watch.

Lilith, Salome, Jezebel.

Scripture tells us
of the fallen women

who danced with the serpent
in the shadow of sin,

and yet the hand of God
was always there reaching out,

calling, "Come to me,
my daughter.

Repent."

Last week, we met
another fallen woman,

Ms. Ginger Sweet,

and just as God offered
salvation to the ancients,

He reached out to Ms. Sweet
through me, His humble vessel,

and together
we offered her salvation,

but she made a mockery
of the sacrament!

Five minutes, Margaret.

Bringing Ginger on the show

is gonna hurt the brand.

People are really
riled up out there.

Wings of a Dove
isn't about controversy.

We can fight controversy,
Franklin, or we can embrace it.

Jesus teaches us that we must
choose the embrace.

Jesus?

So this has nothing to do
with boosting

SunnyClub's subscriptions?

Ginger's little stunt put some
serious numbers on our board.

Your brand
is hospitality, grace.

I don't want you
to take the show

to a place
you can't pull it back from.

The Reverend did it.

Well, the Reverend is tacky.

Now, you have been under
a lot of pressure lately.

If you can't have grace
under pressure,

what good is it?

I can handle Ginger Sweet.

After all, I have my army.

Children!

You filthy, diseased whore!

You kiss your mother
with that mouth?

Coming through!
I'm Betty, your PA for the day.

Don't judge all of us
by that guy, okay?

Margaret's fans are like
a big, old family,

and every family has their
crazy pants sheep, am I right?

Okay?

All right, come on,
let's get her in.

There's another way
to reach Ms. Sweet,

through a mother who follows
in the biblical path

set by Rebecca, Naomi,
and our blessed Mary,

someone who will fight
for what is right,

someone like Margaret Monreaux!

Welcome home, Jason.

Did you close
that ganja factory of yours?

‐Yes, ma'am. ‐Good.

You'll join Rose
for the mail bag.

- What's the mail bag?
- Mom selects

a handful of viewer letters
to read on air.

I've been doing it
since I was seven.

I know you wanted
all of your kids

on your TV show today,

but I‐‐that's not really my jam.

Who doesn't want to be
on camera?

Uh, me. I don't want to be.

Jason, today we are
reintroducing our family

to the world,
properly and on our terms.

Antonio, I just love

the cooking segment
that you pitched me.

Thanks, Margaret.

Antonio and I‐‐

we're gonna blend our cultures.

He's gonna make pasteles,

and I'm gonna add
some NOLA flair.

We're gonna show Ginger
and our fans

that blending our differences
can be delicious.

You two, you take note.

This is what a team player
looks like.

Why doesn't Eric have to do it?

Honey, Eric is stepping in

for your father today
at the missions.

You're trusting Eric
with Daddy's projects?

‐Mm‐hmm.
‐That must mean a lot to him.

Rose, will you do the mail bag
in memory of your daddy?

Okay, Mama. Okay.

Jesus makes us strong!

Just please leave
Jason out of it.

I promise. I promise.

Oh, she's here.

Let's help Margaret
win this fight!

It's a tale as old
as time itself,

a fallen woman faced
with two choices,

salvation or damnation,

with a mother desperate

to convince her
to choose correctly.

‐Margaret. ‐Ginger.

Up next on Wings of a Dove...

Going live in three, two...

Live from Sunshine Studios
in beautiful New Orleans,

this is Wings of a Dove!

God, give me strength.

Here she is, your host,

your friend, Margaret Monreaux.

Dear Lord, I'm just a soul
whose intentions are good,

but I'm alone out here,

traveling down a lonesome road.

I fear that I've been cast out.

This is a test
of my perseverance.

I've been reflecting lately

on the meaning of homecoming.

You know that feeling
when you go away for a while

and you come back
and find a deeper appreciation

for what you have?

Welcome to the DewDrop BuyBox,
Double‐D, Double‐B.

I'll be there soon.

After taxes, eight hours
of minimum wage

will get you half a bus ticket.

As you all know, the good Lord‐‐

he recently expanded
my family circle.

Let me introduce them.

This is my Antonio.

Oh, looking after his son,
single father,

despite never knowing his own.

And now sweet Jason.

Oh, that's not Jason.
That's Colorado.

Don't we have
a picture of Jason?

She's pissed I backed out.

She takes her show
really seriously.

It's like her church.

He was gonna read
the viewer mail with Rose,

but he got a little case
of stage fright.

Happens to us all. Not me.

If I go on TV,
folks back home might see

and know it's me, you know?

Yeah, I‐‐I know.

Shame is
just the good Lord's way

of reminding us that someone
is always watching‐‐always.

After all...

This is not cool.

That's, like, way not cool.

Or two, or three.

Which brings me to Ginger Sweet.

A woman you've already seen
a little too much of.

They're booing her.

I know, I know, I know,

but it goes without saying,

Ginger, she needs saving.

‐ ‐But here at Wings of a Dove,

we're about hospitality,
and Ginger, she's our guest.

Hey, Ginger.

Have you got any advice for me?

Oh, just to be careful.

Mama has this way of turning
everything to her advantage.

Plus, she has the audience
on her side.

I have an audience too,
and it's growing every day

thanks to the Sunshine Network.

Every time she and the Rev

say my name,
my profits go up tenfold.

It's easy to talk big
when you're in the wings,

but wait until you're out there.

The first time
I was on the show,

I was maybe, like, five,

and I reached for a cookie
before she cued me,

and she slapped my hand
so hard, it stung for a week.

‐Margaret's a bully.
‐The show has just begun.

It's about time
someone slapped her back.

Welcome back, everyone!

As you all know,

in just under four short months,

we're launching SunnyClub,
our online shopping division,

and if you become
a subscriber today,

you will get your free bottle
of my signature scent,

Proverbs 31.

Friends, look under your seats.

It's made right here
in Louisiana.

You get a Proverb.
You all get a Proverb.

It's the smell of God's
perfect Christian woman.

Who are the Mafioso?

Mafioso?
Oh, those are my uncles.

Uh, by uncles I mean
those are my dad's old friends,

so they're not family,
but, you know, they're family.

That guy's Don Bouchard.

Mm‐hmm.

Mom will never believe this.

Gentlemen, Governor.

Franklin.

To what do we owe the pleasure?

I thought our shareholders
might enjoy the big show.

Well, nice of you to make
the special effort

when you could
just watch us on TV.

Well, as much as our friends
are impressed

by the rise in subscriptions

thanks to Ginger's appearance
on my show,

they are concerned
by the change in leadership.

They've come
to offer their help.

In what way?

They're prepared to assume

a significant stake
in SunnyClub.

Silent partners, of course.

We are fully funded,

though we certainly
appreciate you.

Mr. Bouchard, Antonio Rivera.

You made the MMA world
what it is,

and without you,
I wouldn't be who I am.

I'd love to show you
what I can do someday.

Yopi Candelaria's boy.

Mm.

You‐‐you knew my mom?

Everyone knew Yopi.

Reverend, maybe you could take

these fine gentlemen
to their seat.

Certainly.

Yo, that guy is everything
in the MMA world.

Those men are everything
everywhere.

Be wise, kid.

Steer clear.

And we're back in three, two...

...God's great creation.

My friends, in just a minute,
we'll go live

with Eric at the Bayou Housing,

but first let's hear it
for the Royal Boys Choir.

Why are our investors here?

It seems your naming yourself
CEO has rattled them.

Our silent partners
aren't staying silent.

My guess is, the Reverend
brought them here to show

that you're not up to the job.

Or someone else is.

- ‐You healed all these people?
- I didn't.

God did.
How did you get backstage?

I'm a friend of Franklin Lee.

So the pilot
of Eugene Monreaux's

private plane's on here.

Ten years ago, we laid

our hands on him,
and Lord took his cancer away.

You know, I saw you
usher in Governor Love

and a bunch of fat cats.

What's your relation to them?

I'm their spiritual advisor.

Men that powerful take advice?

You'd be surprised.

The higher they climb,

the more they want to
be humbled.

Off the record, of course.

Eugene Monreaux was keeping
a lot of secrets.

If those secrets came out
before the launch

of SunnyClub,
his investors would be nervous.

His secrets still came out.

Testing, testing,

one, two, three, one, two‐‐good?

My dad brought me here
when I was little.

It was nothing
but barren land and hope.

My dad brought God to the Bayou.

It's amazing.
Look what he built.

Yeah, he was
a very great man, Eric,

but couldn't we have done
this segment in the studio,

where it's air conditioned?

You okay? You look tired.

Margaret gave the prime spot

to that sacrilegious slut
Ginger.

‐Come on. ‐She's doing a segment

about family,

and I'm the only one
in the family way.

All right, guys,
we're cutting back to you...

You good?

And now, let's see
your mission money at work.

Take it away, Eric!

‐Hey, Mama. ‐Hi, sweetie.

‐Becky and I are out here‐‐
‐On a very warm,

very sunny New Orleans
afternoon.

Yeah, it's a‐‐

it's a scorcher, Mama,

but there's no place
that we'd rather be,

because we are breaking ground

on a brand‐new community center.

You know, it's very humbling,

'cause what was it,
20 years ago?

In the wake
of Hurricane Thelma, Dad‐‐

he had a vision of rebirth.

Fake‐ass turkey.

Dig. Eric, dig.

- All right.
- Hold that for me.

- ‐Thank you.
- Back to you, Mama.

Margaret has put Eric

in charge
of the charity missions.

How could she be so naive?

More like how could you
keep her that way?

It's not charitable
to lie to people.

Ugh, another one of
Margaret's holy roller weirdos

- ‐is lurking in the parking lot.
- No way. Where?

Come on. Check it out.

He's just sitting there,
staring.

He's not moving.

Ugh, it's weird.

He's here for me.

Hmm?

Everybody inside.

‐Get inside now! ‐

Welcome back, everyone.

I just love a handwritten
letter, don't you?

It takes longer,
but it means so much more.

I so enjoy
our mother‐daughter time,

getting to read letters

that our viewers
have written longhand.

Well, reach on in there,
Rose, and pull out a goodie.

"Dear Margaret,
what you're doing by offering

"Ginger Sweet salvation
is warrior‐esque.

Love you,
Vicki from San Luis Obispo."

Oh, I am truly touched
by that, Vicki.

You sound like
a great mama bear.

"Dear Margaret,
Rose is my favorite."

Aww. ‐Oh.

"I have a great, big crush
on her.

Sincerely, Mark from Colorado."

Oh, well, isn't that sweet?

Aww.

She's glowing.

‐She's in love.
‐How do you know?

- ‐A mother knows.
- If his penmanship

is anything to go off of,

you got a real catch.

I think we have time
for one more.

Rose, what is it?

I'm not reading this. You do it.

"Dear Margaret,
Ginger Sweet will burn in hell.

The wages of sin are... death."

Well, that's a bit much.

Ginger Sweet's
a filthy slut whore!

‐ ‐MARGARET: Please!

Please,
let's just all stay calm.

Ginger Sweet, she's aroused
some strong feelings,

but we‐‐together,
we can get through this.

Isn't that right, sweetie?

Now we're gonna
take a little break

and come right back.

- ‐Thanks, Rose.
- Hey, little girl,

that was very rude,

what you did back there.

I'm out here doing good deeds,
and you're heckling me.

Where are your parents?

Earning bank to get us
out of here.

The river's coming up again.

Y'all sent it for Christmas.

Has it been on a diet
since then?

Next year,
just send us the guts.

My next guest has taught me
the healing power

of the blended family.

Please give
a big old SunnyClub welcome

to my stepson Antonio.

Oh, where's your shirt?

Antonio.

You can't cook
dressed like that.

Well, I want to share something

I love more than food.

Oh, haven't we had
enough fighting for one day?

See, martial arts
isn't really about the fight.

It's about defusing situations
before they get too hot.

Well, I think that's
a useful lesson any day.

You want to show me?

Okay.

Where do you want me to stand?

Real pros
always stay in control,

so stay perfectly still,
Margaret.

Okay.

‐ ‐

Oh, boy.

Are you ready
to take it up a notch?

I'm ready.

What is he doing?

He's supposed to be
playing nice.

He's gonna break her nose.

I didn't flinch once.

Can you believe that?

Give it up for my boy Antonio.

Your boy?

He's a star. He's my star.

I'm so sorry.

I mean, she played us both.

Well, the stupid thing is,
I always dreamed

of being on this show,

out there with you and Eric...

With my kinder and cleaner mom,

and now I finally got my chance,

and everyone hates me,

well, except you.

They don't hate you.

They hate the character

Mom and the Reverend created.

Look, just go out there

and speak your truth.

Be braver than the rest of us.

Another one
of Margaret's stalkers

has your mom
totally freaked out.

Did you call the cops?

No, your mom won't let me.

Is everything okay?

‐You're next. ‐I have to go.

You can't leave. Hey!

Crap.

Being a mother‐‐
oh, it's hard work.

Some days, you just want
to tear your hair out,

but my next guest...

Abort. Margaret, abort.

Ginger is AWOL. Ginger is AWOL.

Pivot to the choir.
Pivot to the choir.

Makes me want to tear
my hair out with joy.

Please welcome back
for an encore,

the Royal Boys Choir!

Why are you out there?
Our show is live.

One of your creepy fans
is outside the motel,

and my girls are too scared
to go outside.

I got this. I'll head over now.

Thank you.

Are you happy with yourself?

You've spent your show
whipping them up against me.

Ginger, you can't blame
our audience for being upset

after your wet T‐shirt stunt.

I blame you for riling them up.

I blame them for acting on it,
but you for not stopping them.

We'll stop this together.

Now? Right now?

Yes, yeah, good.

Before we move on,

I have something to say.

At this very moment,

Ginger Sweet's mother
is being threatened.

Now, sometimes good people‐‐
they get carried away,

but here
at the Sunshine Network,

we remain a family.

Violence...
that's never the answer.

When we are disrespected,
we turn the other cheek.

I never should have let her
go on TV.

It's not safe.

Now, Ginger and I‐‐
we are gonna talk

through our differences,
like mother and daughter.

Ginger,
will you work with me on this?

Ginger Sweet after the break.
You don't want to miss it.

You got my letter.

That was reckless.

You used your real name.

Sorry. I just really like you,

and I can't tell anyone.

Just, I want to be careful.

I already lost my dad.

I don't want to lose you too.

‐The man is gone. ‐Mm‐hmm.

Everybody's okay,

so you focus your energy, okay?

‐Mm‐hmm. ‐Okay.

Hello, everybody.

Thank you, darling.

You're welcome, Margaret.

You just be yourself, sweetie.

Eric? Eric, wait.

My mother is raising money
off buildings

that should be condemned.

We need to take care of this.

No, you need
to take care of this.

You just got this job,

and you're already
running back to Mommy?

I'm not running back to‐‐

okay, I mean, I was running,
like, physically, but I'm not‐‐

If you need counsel,

go sit with my brother.

Leave your mother out of this.

If Daddy were here, I would
lean on him for advice, but‐‐

If your daddy were here,
you wouldn't have this job.

Man up.

And we're back
with Ginger Sweet.

Now, Ginger,

Ginger, I know we've had
a lot of salty words

swirling around
for the last few days

since your, uh, baptism.

And you and the Reverend have
certainly fanned the flames.

I'm not a firefighter.
I'm just a concerned mother,

and I want this to be

a teachable moment for everyone,

because I believe
that there are very good people

on both sides of this situation.

‐
‐Why are you laughing, sweetie?

‐By all means, carry on. ‐Okay.

Well, I want to start off
by saying

I don't think
you're a bad person.

‐Thank you. ‐But what you did‐‐

well, that hurt me.

That hurt a lot of people.

You turned our holiest sacrament

into a wet T‐shirt contest,

and I'm just wondering,

do you think
that the 2.5 billion people

who believe in Christ are dumb?

‐No, I don't. ‐Oh.

I believe in Christ,
but is there no room

in this dialogue for contrary,
provocative thought?

Oh, is that what you were doing,

provoking an intellectually
stimulating dialogue?

Well, that's why you
invited me here, isn't it?

For a teachable moment.

I am just trying to help you
understand your actions‐‐

they have consequences.

Oh.

So the stalkers, the hate mail,

the spitting‐‐I asked for it?

Really shoring up

those feminist bona fides
there, Margaret.

Is it feminist to sell
your body on the Internet?

Yes. My body belongs to me.

I say what happens to it.
I say what I do with it.

So every prostitute
is a feminist? Hmm.

I didn't say that,
and please don't infer

that I am a prostitute,

not that there is
anything wrong with that.

There have been
sacred prostitutes

since the beginning of time;
Ishtar, Aphrodite.

People understood that bodies
were to be celebrated.

Psalm 25:3,
"No one who hopes in you

"will ever be put to shame,
but shame will come on those

who are treacherous
without cause."

The "you" in that scripture
is God, not Ginger Sweet.

Well, what's the difference

if we both bring people
to ecstasy?

Oh, you're really
playing with fire.

Oh, I haven't even lit
the match.

Men come to us desperate
for connection,

and we honor their trust.

We provide what they're clearly
not getting at home.

Well, providing for a man‐‐

that's a lot more than just
stripping off your clothes.

Isn't that right, ladies?

Well, if you had provided
for Eugene,

he wouldn't have had to step out

with my mother in Las Vegas.

Hi, Mom, if you're watching.

And don't fool yourself,
Margaret.

It wasn't just sex.

Eugene loved her.

He came to her for salvation,

and she gave him
what you couldn't.

Well, do you have
anything to say?

Do I have anything to say?

For years, I kept my mouth shut

as Eugene cheated on me

with one woman after another.

I knew, and I stayed silent
to protect my family,

but how dare you compare
adultery to salvation?

Women like you‐‐you're selfish.

You don't give a second thought
to who or what you destroy.

I built a life with Eugene,

a business, a family,

and then some tawdry showgirl
sees what I've built

and comes for it?

Hmm, you can call that
providing if you want to,

but when that temporary thrill
of new and shiny wears off,

men like Eugene‐‐

they come home with their tail
between their legs,

and do you know why?

Because unlike you,

we protect them
from their worst natures.

We make them feel decent
and good, while you,

you plunge them
into guilt and shame.

After every affair,
Eugene came home to me!

And I took him back

because I swore an oath
before God

until death do us part.

So if that means
being publicly humiliated

and having to give airtime to
some pornographic sass mouth,

well, so be it.

God tests women like me
with women like you,

and even if I want
to rake my nails

across that gorgeous
harlot face of yours,

well, I won't,

because Eugene‐‐he might have
taken everything away from me,

but I still have my dignity,

you cheap, trashy,

sanctimonious little slut!

Well,

do you have anything to say?

Margaret?

Well, we'll be right back.

Don't you go away.

Right here with Ginger Sweet.

Well done, you.

Well done. Come back.

Have you been down
to the missions?

They are falling apart.

They were Eugene's
responsibility.

Sunny Missions is basically
a slumlord.

That's bad news
ahead of the launch.

That's bad news anytime.

That's not who we are.

Of course.

Our friends here,
they're contractors over there.

We'll catch them up
after the show.

Oh, hey,
Uncle Virgil, Townes, Don.

Paul told us you were
the right man for the job.

Good work, son.

Don't disappoint us
like your father did.

You're the guy now.

Take a walk.

You used my name
to get backstage,

and I didn't say
you could be here.

I figured if Ginger was gonna
try and slay the dragon,

some news
was bound to shake loose.

You abused our friendship.

Look, here's what I know.

Eric is married to the sister
of Reverend Paul Thomas,

who seems to know a lot more

about Eugene's
secret love children

than he's ready to say.

Oh, and when you pulled me away,

Eric and your rev
were whispering

with some of the most
powerful men in Louisiana.

What am I missing?

"Where two or three
have gathered in my name,

there am I with them,"

Matthew 18:20.

Scripture?

I asked you a question.

And I just threw you
the bone I promised.

Bye.

Can I get you anything, a water?

‐I'm fine. ‐Excuse me.

‐Who are you? ‐She's your PA.

I've never seen her
before in my life.

- ‐I love you, Margaret.
- And we're back

in three, two...

Rot in hell, you sinner!

I'm‐‐I'm so sorry.

Norah?

Can‐‐can we go
to commercial, Norah?

No.

I want everyone to see this.

Oh, no, no, we need to get
you cleaned up, sweetie.

I watched your show
every day growing up!

I learned how to cook from you,
how to read scripture!

I dreamed of meeting you
one day,

of being on this stage!

This is not the way
it was supposed to go.

You have to believe me.

Oh, I almost believe you,
Margaret.

Thanks for the homecoming.

- ‐Roll the promo now.
- Roll the promo.

Roll it now.

Matthew 26:15 asks,

"What are you willing
to give me if I..."

Margaret? Are you okay?

I've never seen anything
like that before.

I don't even know what happened.

Bring me my stool.

She's only brought out
the stool twice before,

once after 9/11,

and the other
when the Supreme Court

affirmed gay marriage.

What you just witnessed
was disturbing.

I feel terrible
for the public humiliation

that Ginger was subjected to.

As a mother, I aspire daily

to guide and protect my family,

and I accomplished neither
of those goals today.

I know that you're angry
about what Ginger said

about me and Christianity,

and in turn,

I know Ginger's angered
by the way

she and her mother
have been treated,

and so I ask the Lord,
where do we go from here?

Do we continue
to threaten one another,

give up on one another?

No.

We Christians‐‐
like good carpenters,

we build a bridge
of forgiveness.

We don't mock. We don't tempt.

We invest.

Now, here
at the Sunshine Network,

we invest in ourselves

and in the Ginger Sweets
of this world,

as others have invested in us,

good people
like Governor Virgil Love,

Don Bouchard,
and Townes Dockerty.

Norah, can we swing a camera

on these fine people
in the front row?

Camera five,
swing to the front row.

‐Take camera five.
‐When Eugene‐‐

stop me if you've heard this.

When Eugene and I,

when we were at

a little public access channel
in Natchitoches,

those three gentlemen
right there,

they‐‐they saw
something special,

and they gave us our shot.

I know the fat one.
He like to wear heels.

We've gotta get
the hell out of town.

And Ginger, we may not have
saved you today,

but we will continue to invest

because we believe
in redemption,

and if you want proof,

you gotta look no further
than your brother Jason.

Jason, are you here?

Please stand up, honey.

Camera two, find Jason.

Take camera two.

A few weeks ago,
Jason‐‐are you ready for this?

He was a drug dealer. I know.

He was living in a trailer
in Colorado,

and look at him now,

saved and safe
in the bosom of our family

because, again, you got it,
we invested.

I see you, Jason.

The whole world sees you.

Dude, that's Mark.

‐Mark? ‐Dude, I'm telling you.

Dude.

So invest in SunnyClub today,

and we together, we will win
Ginger Sweet back to Christ.

Now, we're gonna
be here tomorrow

and the day after tomorrow
and the day after that

and the day after that
and the day after that.

We will be investing
in one another.

May we all rise in God's glory.

Eugene.

Have mercy on me.
It's‐‐it's charity.

Oh, that's just
old‐fashioned thieving, son.

Let's go.

Thank you!

Walk, Eugene. Just keep walking.

You all run along.
I'll see you tomorrow!

Seeing you do our thing
with her...

it really hurt
my heart, you know?

He was there, Mami.

Don Bouchard himself.

I had to make an impression.

Ms. Sweet?

I'm sorry
for what happened to you.

There's my ride.

Hot priest.

‐He's a reverend.
‐There's a difference?

Hey, that guy
from the parking lot...

He left this for you.

Is that your mom?

‐How is she? ‐She's fine,

but get this.

Those guys in Margaret's
audience, her friends?

The girls knew them.

They're customers.

The next time one of them
signs in, record him.

Record them all.

But that's not us.
Our clients trust us.

Who doesn't want
to be on camera?

It's the one thing
Jason asked you not to do,

and you couldn't help yourself.

I mean, you promised.

I'm just doing the best I can.

The best for who?

What‐‐that crap you pulled
with Ginger out there,

it may sell
SunnyClub subscriptions,

but I thought it was disgusting,

and the whole woman‐on‐woman
catfight thing,

Mom, it's‐‐it's just‐‐
it's so tired.

Well, I'm tired too, Rose.

I'm tired of working my ass off
so that my daughters,

now suddenly plural,
have the privilege

of constantly telling me
how much I disappoint them.

Well, at least we can agree
on that.

I am disappointed.

Gentlemen,
the houses are collapsing.

Water's undrinkable.

People are in need,
and we'll be there.

To charity.

To charity.

I left a message.

Good.
I know you fellas are worried,

but as long as the ladies
are fighting,

the right hand won't know
what the left is doing.

‐ ‐Cheers.

I started my new job today.

Oh. How did it go?

I'm gonna make
a lot of lives better.

How about you start with me?

Let me see you.

It's you.

You're the guy.

I'm the guy.

Your boys won't give up

on a piece of SunnyClub,

particularly after today's show.

Subscriptions are selling
through the roof.

I'll bring them out to the camp.

I'll use
a little Ponchatoula honey

to gently decline
their investment.

Biscuits and honey
might not satisfy them.

I do have other recipes.