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- Previously on "Grosse Pointe Garden Society"...

- I guess I wasn't around much. - But you are now.

- So what do you got? - Some real dirt on Brett.

- What'd he do? - Your wife.

- Ought to give it to you, man. Really underestimated you.

- How far along are you? - Please don't tell him.

- You do not want to be alone with me right now.

[lock clicks]

- When Patty was a weather girl,

she worked with Skip Harding.

- Was he the one who sexually harassed her?

- More mutual. - As long as you have a dog,

I'll never have a grandchild.

- She got rid of Gail.

Maybe she also got rid of Molly.

- You still have the gun, right?

Then all we need is Tucker

to call his old FBI buddies, and they'll run tests.

[both grunting] - Knock it off!

- He's in love with my wife, Dad.

[suspenseful music]

- [vocalizing]

[Destroyer's "Hydroplaning Off the Edge of the World"]

* *

- Marilyn has got a lot of nerve.

- It's not that bad.

- Table 13?

- We don't know where that is.

- Look, this isn't the first time

she's pulled a stunt like this.

Remember our table at Smiles for Miles?

- They had to send a search party

to refill our bread basket.

- Exactly, exactly.

Oh, hey, what about these, huh?

- They're neon.

- Well yeah, but this is what's hip now.

- Our rave days are over, woman.

- Stop. [laughs]

Look, all I'm saying is, our daughter-in-law

is on the gala committee.

We deserve better than steerage.

- We'll be on the dance floor anyway.

- Oh, with that back of yours?

No, I don't think so.

- Doesn't matter where you sit, my dear.

It's that you can afford to be there.

- I wish that were enough.

This is Grosse Pointe.

Oh, hey, what about those?

Look.

[mysterious music]

Dougie has these.

- Old school. - Yeah, but I love them.

- You should try them on.

- Maybe I will.

Let's see if they have them in women's.

Do you-- - Absolutely. Be right there.

- Stitching a quilt is like planting a garden.

[light music]

Just like you pull out dead flowers

to birth new life,

pieces of discarded fabric come together

to create something beautiful.

But why waste your time planting

something that'll die when a quilt lasts forever?

[upbeat music]

* *

- Lose the succulents, Donna.

No, no, no, closer to the bar.

It's a fundraiser. Gotta keep people

good and drunk while they're gambling.

- [singing in French]

- Salad forks on the outside, please.

Thank you.

- Ooh, what the hell is Pet Jet?

- Private jet for your pet, silly.

- My ex-husband donated it.

He's an investor.

- Um, people actually use this?

- Well, not as much as Pet Jet Vet,

where you can medevac your pet anywhere in the world

to a concierge vet.

- Oh, that makes way more sense.

- You know, you should try and win that

for that new puppy of yours, Alice.

- Turns out our landlord isn't as dog-friendly as we hoped.

- You lost another fur baby?

Oh, you poor thing.

- You've had way too much drama lately.

- Yeah, that is why tonight is going to be drama-free.

- That's right, check your worries

with your coats, bitches.

- And dance like nobody's watching.

- Uh, dance like everybody's watching.

[laughter]

- Here she is.

- Oh, wow! - Oh, cool.

[light music]

- Amazing.

- Donna, get the steamer.

* *

- So what are we looking at here, Doc?

- Cervix is nice and closed.

- Ah, perfect for the first trimester.

- Will you get out of there?

- Well, it's not like I haven't seen it before.

- Eyes above the equator, sir.

- Don't worry, Dad.

There'll be plenty of ways you can participate.

- [laughs] He's not the dad.

[phone ringing]

- Sorry, emergency.

Hi, Pam.

What I was wondering was,

if the hotel doesn't have a fitness center,

why am I flying out a trainer?

[laughs]

- So who's going to help you with the baby?

- My housekeeper.

- Oh, she works nights?

- There's literally nothing she won't do for money.

- And where were you planning on delivery?

- Well, I did it in the girls' locker room first time.

So I'm open to any and all ideas.

- So how did we get here, Birdie?

- [sighs]

OK, so you know when you're, like, rushing to lunch,

and you get in your car and you realize

you forgot your sunglasses.

And then you debate, do I go back inside and be late,

or do I just squint my way through the day

and risk a few extra wrinkles?

- Uh-huh.

- Now imagine the sunglasses are my birth control pills.

- Ah.

[heart beating]

- That sounds real.

- It's about as real as it gets.

* *

I know this can all be overwhelming,

but I'm here, anything you need.

- Dr. Evans?

What am I supposed to do?

- That one I can't help you with.

* *

- I should have never picked so many shellfish appetizers.

- Babe, it's going to go great. Come on.

- I'm going to have Donna pick up some EpiPens.

- [laughs] [phone chimes]

- Oh, no, no, no!

- Don't tell me they forgot the props for the photo booth.

- Julie has to leave by 10:00.

- OK, deep breaths.

I'll relieve the babysitter.

- I just--

I want tonight to be perfect.

[mysterious music]

* *

What is it?

- Something that could make your night

a little less perfect.

* *

It's your friend's dog.

* *

- What if it's good news?

- What if it's bad?

- Maybe the bullet doesn't match.

- Or it does.

* *

- What do I do? - Let's not open it.

- But...I want to.

- [sighs]

Personally, I'd rather gamble at the roulette wheel.

* *

[bell rings]

- Gotta give it to you, man.

Really underestimated you.

I got fired today.

- Just bring back the axe when you're done.

* *

What's up?

- I think we probably both know what's up.

- Uh, excuse me.

You guys still open?

- Uh, sorry, we're closed tonight for the garden gala.

- I'll come back tomorrow.

[bell rings, door clicks]

- So what do you want, an apology?

- You humiliated me in front of the entire firm.

- You tried to send me to jail.

- Now you're taking my wife too?

- So what, are you going to kill me?

- I'll just take your kids.

[bell rings]

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Oh, we're the black Cadillac, second from front.

- Have a nice evening.

[Earth, Wind & Fire's "Boogie Wonderland"]

- * Dance *

* Boogie wonderland *

- Ooh, champagne. - Yes, please.

- Thank you. - Ooh, thank you.

- Howdy. - Hi. Good to see you.

[gasps]

How is Melanie Dalton at table nine?

- Her husband makes all the car mats for the big three.

- Did he use the same material to make her dress?

- Oh, stop, that's bad. [chuckles]

Well, here we are.

Not so bad.

- But we're at table 13.

- Not anymore.

* *

No one puts Patty in the corner.

- * Dance *

* Boogie wonderland *

- [laughs]

Well, now it's going to be a night to remember.

.

[upbeat music]

* *

- Brett.

- Oh, hey.

- I called you earlier to see

what time you were going to get here.

- Yeah, yeah, I've just been swamped

organizing this auction stuff.

- Hmm, three sessions with a certified life coach.

- Yeah, I guess that's all it takes

to get your life in order, huh?

- I might need a few more.

[both laugh]

- You look beautiful.

- You're not so bad yourself under all the dirt.

- Well, I still can't figure out the bow tie thing.

- Oh.

* *

License to kill.

- Hmm.

* *

Melissa--

- Have you been thinking what I've been thinking?

- Well, it depends on what you've been thinking.

- Well, what have you been thinking?

- I think... you should go first.

- OK, um, mine's about a kiss.

I just--

I don't know, it kind of felt like something more.

- Maybe

it was just nostalgia.

- OK, this is the part where you tell me that I'm crazy.

- I can't.

- Well, then put me out of my misery.

- How?

- Just tell me how you feel.

- Hey, hey, bud. Mind if I steal my wife back?

- Yeah, she's all yours.

- Let's find our table.

Ooh.

Can barely tell it's a rental.

Shall we? - Mm-hmm.

- * Already know which way to go *

* All this magic in the air *

* Got me on another wave, oh *

[upbeat music]

[laughter and chatter]

- Thank you, ladies and gentlemen.

* *

Place your bets.

- Why aren't you betting?

- I don't feel very lucky.

- I take great offense to that.

- How is this about you?

- Find a more fabulous nanny this side of the pond.

- [chuckles]

[applause]

- This just isn't how I pictured

doing it as a grown up, OK?

- Doesn't that hot cop of yours have some skin in this game?

- I can't tell Joel.

- Not very woke of you.

- What if he doesn't want it?

- What if he does?

- Well, what if I don't?

- Then as soon as you plump up, we'll send you off to the farm.

- It's like I'm 16 all over again.

- At least you have more money.

- Why does the universe keep doing this to me?

- Because it's your chance to get it right this time.

As long as we're bringing the universe into this...

- Stop.

- Red, we do this together.

Black, farm.

- You're insane.

- [chuckles] - All betting's closed.

[wheel clicking]

* *

[Fine Young Cannibals' "She Drives Me Crazy"]

* *

- Hey, that one of your wife's signature cocktails?

- Yeah, the Riviera.

- Ah, barkeep, set me up with a Riviera.

[both laugh]

- * I can't stop the way I feel *

- It's none of my business, but I saw that dude

disrespecting you earlier.

- Who, Connor?

- Yeah, know him from the kids' school.

Not a fan.

- [scoffs] Can't help himself, I guess.

- You don't have to take it.

- Well, we have a complicated relationship.

- [scoffs] Seems simple to me.

- What do you mean?

- Let's just say I've dealt with a lot

of threats in my line of work.

- OK. - We're no different today

than when we lived in caves.

- I mean, we are drinking Rivieras.

[both laugh]

- They're growing on me.

[laughter]

I'm just saying, if someone had laid hands on me like that,

they wouldn't find it so funny.

- Hey, Brett.

- Hey, look who finally showed up.

- Welcome to Club Riviera.

- [chuckles] Have you guys seen Doug?

- He didn't come with you?

- No.

- She has your nose.

- Gary's eyes.

- How has he been with everything?

- Amazing, OK? He does the night feeds.

He cleans the bottles.

- Wow, that man owes you.

- Mm-hmm, which is why he has promised

to win me a quilt for our baby room.

- Well, you know, he's going to have some stiff competition.

- With who?

- You know Patty's not going to just let that go.

- Why does she want it so bad, anyway?

- For her grandchild.

- [scoffs]

You mean her imaginary grandchild?

- Amanda. - Come on.

She would make a horrible grandmother.

- Oh, stop. - What?

No one's in here.

- That's so mean.

- I'm sorry, but she is so judgy

and, like, totally insecure.

- She's always been nice to me.

- And she's always acting like

she is the queen of Grosse Pointe

when she's not even from here.

- What?

- Grew up in Grosse Ile.

- Shut up. - Mm-hmm.

- Ew!

- Yeah.

[toilet flushing]

[water running]

- The only way you are getting that quilt

is over my dead body.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Oh, my God.

.

- Donna!

The auction is about to start, and I have dry mouth.

- Mm-hmm. - Run to CVS.

Get me a Blow Pop.

You know the grape kind with the gum?

- Mm-hmm.

- What's in your mouth?

- [gulps]

Nothing.

- [sniffing]

- Tell me I'm not smelling

a mushroom tart right now, Donna.

- It was just one.

- Well, eat a prosciutto-wrapped asparagus.

No one wants those.

- Oh.

[crashing]

- Stop!

That's enough! Stop!

[shouting]

- Brett, stop! - Someone do something!

- My God, stop!

[shouting]

- Brett!

[shouting]

- Help, help!

- Hey, knock it off!

[suspenseful music]

- Get off my son!

- Your son's a psycho!

- Get the hell out of here.

- How could you?

* *

- Who knows you better, Alice, your husband or this joke?

- I'll just take your kids.

- I pick neither of you.

- If someone had laid hands on me like that,

they wouldn't find it so funny.

- Just tell me how you feel.

* *

- * We spotted the ocean *

* At the head of the trail *

* Where are we goin' *

* So far away? *

* Somebody told me *

* This is the place *

* Where everything's better *

* And everything's safe *

- What are you doing?

- Telling you how I feel.

[Toad the Wet Sprocket's "Walk on the Ocean"]

* *

- * Walk on the ocean *

* Step on the stones *

* Flesh becomes water *

* Wood becomes bone *

* Walk on the ocean *

* Step on the stones *

* Flesh becomes water *

- I'd recognize those curls anywhere.

* *

- Skip Harding?

- WBIV's own.

- Wow, wow, wow!

- How long has it been?

- Gosh.

[laughs nervously] Forever.

- [chuckles]

Oh, my. - [laughs]

- Oops, you have a--

- What? Oh.

Oh, no. Oh, gosh.

- Looks like some dill from the endive.

- Mm, did I get it?

- Mm. Boy, do I miss that smile.

- [chuckles]

- Place was never the same after you left.

- Yeah, well, it was a fun time.

- Oh, we had a lot of fun.

[both laugh]

- Well, that was another life.

- Would you ever think about coming back?

- Oh, at my age? - Why not?

- No, no, no, no, no.

Not really built for it anymore.

- Well, the Taj Mahal is 300 years old.

Once you get inside her,

it still takes your breath away.

- * Grow sweeter each season *

[both laugh]

- OK.

Well, I'm not exactly camera-ready.

- What does that got to do with getting coffee?

- Mm. Why would I get coffee?

- Because you were the best assistant at the station.

- I was-- I was the weather girl, Skip.

- Are you sure? - I was on-air talent.

- OK, OK, OK.

- I mean, don't you remember?

"And now back to you, Skip, for sports."

- Right. - Yeah, that was me.

- Mm-hmm. - Me!

- Of course. Of course. Yeah, I remember.

I remember.

But why did you keep bringing me coffee?

- Because I stupidly thought you'd appreciate it.

- OK, don't freak out.

I appreciated everything you had to offer.

- * Were you lying all the time? *

- I told him no vermouth, but he added it anyway.

- This is my wife, Brianna.

[both laugh]

- * You know I'm such a fool for you *

- You haven't changed a bit.

[The Cranberries' "Linger"]

- * You got me wrapped around your finger *

* Do you have to let it linger? *

* Do you have to? *

* Do you have to? *

* Do you have to let it linger? *

* Oh, I thought the world of you *

- I put Dougie in an Uber.

- Thank you.

- * I thought nothing could go wrong *

* But I was wrong *

- He's going up to the lake house

to cool his head.

- That's a great idea.

- I might meet him there tomorrow.

* *

- Is that it?

- All right, everyone, it's the moment

you've all been waiting for!

- One more thing.

[cheers and applause]

- Let's raise some money to make our garden

really bloom this spring.

What do you say?

- Let's go win you that quilt.

[cheering]

- Here.

- What is it?

- Medicine.

- Marilyn's going to have a stroke.

- How many cups did we lose?

- Basically 82 through 93.

- I just--I have never seen either of them like this.

- OK, this isn't my most feminist moment,

but two guys fighting over you is kind of hot.

- Oh, OK, that was about way more than you.

- Also, we are fully ignoring the fact

that our little lady here just got herself

a ticket to New York.

- Yeah. Oh, my God.

How many magazines have rejected you over the years?

- Oh, I've lost track.

- Alice, you just got your dream job.

[melancholy music]

- This night couldn't get any worse.

[door clicks]

- Babe, I've got it.

We should brand these.

Like the Real Housewives, yeah?

- How many of these have you had?

- Well, you know--

what the hell's going on?

- Oh, you know, Alice's husband just went full ham.

- Yeah. - Oh.

Thought you weren't going to tell them.

- Tell us what?

- Oops. - Nothing.

- Well, it doesn't sound like nothing.

What did you not tell us?

- Not now, Alice.

- [scoffs]

You got the results?

- Oh, no.

- Honey, this isn't--

- Did Patty do it?

- It's too much for tonight.

[suspenseful music]

- Just say it.

* *

- Up next, we have a lovely vacation rental in Charlevoix

with a ski package for four at Boyne Mountain,

plus dinner at Tap 30. - Hey.

- So let's start the bidding at $1,500.

- Brett!

- I really want to make this right.

- Not the best time. - OK, Steven,

get that vacay for your wife.

- I don't know what happened.

- Brett!

- I lost control.

- She's good, bro.

- Part of me was, like, defending you.

- Sit down, Brett.

- Going three times. Sold!

[applause]

And now the pièce de résistance.

Do I hear 2,500?

Keep in mind, this isn't any old blanket, folks.

Each of these squares depicts

a little piece of Grosse Pointe history.

Ah, 2,500 for Amanda Mills.

Thank you, Amanda Mills.

Do I hear 3,000?

[phone chimes]

- Can I go higher?

- Sure.

- 3,000. OK.

We are just getting started here, folks.

Who wants to take it up a notch?

Hank, Hank, I'm looking at you.

Your wife's face is telling me that you do.

There you go, 3,000.

Do I hear 3,500?

OK, put a little sizzle on that steak,

which was donated tonight by Village Market.

Thank you, Village. 4,000?

Ooh, OK, there you go. Hot, hot, hot.

Do I hear 4,500?

4,500, you know what's next. 5,000.

Do I hear 5,000?

[Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's "Requiem"]

[muffled auctioneer chatter]

* *

[gavel bangs]

* *

[cheers and applause]

* *

- That bitch killed my dog.

[cheers and applause]

.

- Sorry, ma'am, that's not your car.

- Well, what is taking so long?

- We're really backed up.

[suspenseful music]

- What the hell are you doing?

- We gotta talk, lady.

[phone chimes] - I know. I need to get home.

- Yours is coming.

- Well, tell them to hurry up.

It's an emergency!

[phone chimes]

[locks click]

- What are you doing?

- Going for a ride.

[tires screeching]

- Will you please chill?

- Oh, 'cause you're with child now?

[engine revving]

- OK, let me out.

- What happened to women lifting up other women?

- That's just something women like to say to other women.

[tires squealing] Jesus!

OK, OK, you're totally right.

I don't deserve Joel, and I don't deserve Ford.

- You take and take and take!

- And I don't deserve another kid, OK?

[brakes screeching]

[breathing heavily]

- So what are you going to do?

- Not try to be a mom again.

- Get out.

[phone chimes]

- Thank God.

- Sorry, ma'am, this isn't your car.

- Did you enjoy yourself tonight?

- It's cool we won those tickets

to the "Starlight Express" revival.

- I meant, did you enjoy making a jackass out of me?

- It was just a dance, Connor.

- Didn't dance with me.

- [sighs]

Am I not supposed to have a relationship

with my ex-husband?

- You're not supposed to kiss him!

- Don't know what you're talking about.

- Come on, Mel. - Why would I--

- I saw you.

[tense music]

* *

- How?

- Put a PI on him.

- For what?

- For custody, for us.

- God.

Brett was right all along.

- I did what I had to do.

- Yeah, for you.

- What do you want from me, Melissa?

- For you to decide what's more important,

your family or winning some pissing contest

with my ex-husband.

* *

[scoffs]

* *

- I'm going to a hotel.

- For how long?

- Until you decide who you want to dance with.

* *

- She's a total monster.

She didn't just shoot her.

She dragged her to a park and left her there.

- Psycho I get, but this is next level.

- She can't get away with this.

- Well, she already did.

- What can we do to her?

- Something awful.

- Mm! Let's egg her house.

- I'm not sure that has the same emotional punch.

- Takes the paint right off.

- Someone should sleep with her husband.

[laughter] - Wait, Keith?

- We film it, make it go viral.

She can never show her face in Grosse Pointe ever again.

- Mm, trust me, this town loves a scandal.

- It's worth a try.

- It's not enough.

She took away the thing I love most in the world.

[suspenseful music]

* *

We're going to do the same to her.

* *

.

- Ow.

[sighs]

What are you doing?

- Making a quesadilla.

- At this hour?

- I'm starving.

- Dr. Rubenstein said the late-night eating is doing

a number on your cholesterol.

- Hey, get off my cheese, woman.

[sighs]

- How about a nightcap?

- What's that going to do to my cholesterol?

- I meant make me one.

- [chuckles]

[phones chiming]

- [sighs]

- It was a crazy night.

- I'm just glad you finally got to see

what she's been doing to our son.

- No wonder Dougie's been so moody.

- Yeah, I barely recognize him.

- Broken heart can change a man.

- You know, she's affecting all of us.

- Definitely stress we don't need.

- And I just--I don't like the person I've become.

- Is that why you were flirting with Skip Harding tonight?

[suspenseful music]

* *

- [giggling]

I'm the gala chair.

No one can know I had anything to do with this.

- Ooh, we should rip out all the stitches!

[laughter]

- Oh!

- OK, not that I'm endorsing destroying an auction item,

but what if we fold it up and cut it into a pattern?

- [laughs] - Ooh, like paper dolls!

- Oh, Addie loves those.

- Guys, we're trying to prank a bitch, not do crafts.

- Yeah, why are you guys thinking so small, huh?

Ah.

[scraping]

Expand your horizons.

- Is that what I think it is?

- Whatever it is, I already like it.

- Yeah, 15 horses of gas-powered destruction.

[laughter]

- Ooh, let's chip this quilt like an elm, baby!

[all cheering]

Not that I have anything to do with this.

- Uh-huh.

[engine chugging]

- Wait, hold up. Hold up. Don't start it yet.

What's the point if she's not even here to see it happen?

* *

- Mm. Quilts in the woods.

- Why don't you just text her?

- Oh, Lord.

- Ooh, I like that idea.

- Come on, what do you say? Text her.

both: Text her. Text her. Text her.

- I should go home.

both: Text her. Text her! Text her!

- Tucker's going to wonder where I am.

both: Text her! Text her!

[laughter]

- Yeah.

[laughter]

- It's on all of us now.

- Yeah! [all cheering]

- Gotta admit, he still looks good.

- Ugh, I wasn't flirting.

- Very glossy.

- Well, that kind of gloss takes a village.

[laughing] Of surgeons.

- Do you ever think about him?

- Yeah, yeah, I think he needs to leave his face alone now.

- You know what I mean, Patty.

- He already can't blink his eyes all the way shut.

- Do you regret choosing me?

- How can you ask me that after all we've been through?

- It's just...

Sometimes I think

about the life you could have had without me.

- Oh, honey, you've had too much to drink.

- That's not an answer, Patty.

[soft music]

* *

- Do you know why I loved sitting at that table tonight?

- All of Grosse Pointe could see you win that quilt.

* *

- Because I was sitting next to you.

* *

- That's my favorite place to be.

* *

- Thanks for letting me spend so much money on my quilt.

- Well, after everything that's happened,

I'm not sure if it's going to end up in the nursery.

* *

- And I had a feeling it wasn't.

- Then why'd you work on it so hard if...

it wasn't for our grandchild?

* *

- All that love had to go somewhere.

* *

- You know what? - Hmm?

- When I get back from the cabin with Dougie,

let's go away somewhere.

- Remember the Alaska cruise?

[both laugh]

Remember?

- Oh, what I would give to be smoking a joint on a glacier

with you right now.

* *

- Wherever we go, I'm not flying coach.

- [laughs]

I know, my dear.

* *

[phone dinging]

* *

[dramatic music]

- It might work better if we cut this thing into strips.

- Won't have to do anything if she doesn't text you back.

- This fabric could jam it up.

- Why isn't she responding?

- Because it's late, and we should all go home.

- Hmm.

- OK, OK, let's take the wood chipper to her house.

And then we fire it up and we wake up

the whole goddamn neighborhood

and shoot the quilt all over her face!

- Wait, guys, come on. Let's get a grip here.

- I mean, it does attach to the truck.

- Hey, I'm game.

- [screams]

[laughter]

- OK, all right. - Oh-ho-ho.

[laughter]

- [vocalizing]

* *

[breathing heavily]

- Alice, stop!

- Keith?

- Oh, my God. - Uh...

- What the hell are you doing?

* *

.

[wind howling]

- Why are you here?

- Oh, believe me, I wish I was back in my kitchen

housing a quesadilla.

- Keith, this isn't your problem.

- When you rage-text my wife in the middle of the night,

I'm going to get activated.

- Just go home.

- Fine. Give me the quilt.

- No.

- It's Patty's.

- She can't have it.

- They did technically Venmo payment already.

- Why?

- Karma.

- What is wrong with you?

- Your wife.

- Tell him, Alice.

- She's gone way above and beyond

to make you a part of our family.

- Alice, tell him.

- She's been kind and welcoming and supportive.

- She murdered Molly.

- What?

[suspenseful music]

* *

You've all lost your goddamn minds.

- Just get out of here, mister.

- Give it to me. - No!

- No, you don't want to do that, buddy.

- Oh, perfect.

Boy, Patty had one thing right.

My son can do way better than you.

- Me?

- You go out of your way to embarrass yourself.

- Doug can do way better than you guys.

- You don't belong in our family.

- And believe me, when I tell him

what she did to a beautiful, sweet, defenseless animal--

- You don't even belong in Grosse Pointe.

- [gasps]

You're right.

* *

[engine revving]

- No, don't you dare.

- Watch me. - Stop it, Alice!

- OK, look, this train has left the station already, OK?

- Let it happen, dude. It's going to happen.

- No, no.

- Hey, hey, out of my way!

- No! - Move!

[both screaming]

- Keith, let go!

- Dude, don't be stupid! - Stop it!

- Oh, my God, Keith!

Keith, you're going to lose an arm!

- Come on! - What are you doing?

Stop!

[sighs]

- Oh, my God.

[engine roars] - No!

- Let go!

Let go! [fabric tears]

- [breathing heavily]

[all sighing]

- What is--

[Timber Timbre's "I am Coming to Paris (To Kill You)"]

* *

- Every garden begins with a single seed,

just like every quilt begins with a single square.

- * I am coming to Paris to kill you *

* *

* I have even booked my flight *

- Every flower has its own occasion.

And each square has its own story to tell.

- * I am coming to Paris to kill you *

- At first, you can't see how one goes with the other.

- * I am coming to take your life *

* *

- But when the last flower blooms

and the last square is sewn...

- * And it takes a little time *

* But you'll feel better about most of these things *

* *

* Oh, it takes a little time *

* But you'll feel better about most of these things *

- [gasps]

- The big picture finally becomes clear.

* *

- * I am coming to Paris to kill you *

* *

* I am coming *

* *

* To take your life *