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Previously on the Chicken Sisters.

Your family will turn things around.

Like you said, they're well-connected.

Take Frannie's to the next level

like my daddy envisioned it.

And then we can try for a baby.

Oh, yeah, we can try.

Wait. You know her?

I do.

When we first started meeting up,

you were worried about
what people are gonna say.

A mother who disowned me.

A sister who hates me.

Tired of being good all the time.

Then stop.

Nancy was always raised to
be happy with what she had

and not think about what she lacked.

Look at you.

You love that little baby
already, don't you?

Yes, ma'am.

She's going to be my baby, too.

But sometimes what she lacked came up

and slapped her in the face.

She tried to pull herself out of it,

but sometimes her heart was too heavy.

Nancy?

Where's dinner?

Oh, the day got away from me.

Nancy, that's been going on too long.

You got to move on.

This family needs you,
I need you.

Nancy had made her vows.

And Frannie's girls always
keep their promises.

So she stuffed her feelings

in a little sadness box deep inside.

Lil' Frank, your shoes.

Mama.

What Lil' Frank?

I love you, mama.

Besides, if she was
only going to have one child,

at least he was the sweetest
little boy on earth.

Then 13 years later,
something wonderful happened.

Nancy got a daughter.

Congratulations, son.

Honey. They're waitin'.

Oh, dear.
Are you all right?

It's just my family.

I didn't think today would go this way.

I have something for you.

It was mine.
But I want you to have it.

Oh! Oh, it's so beautiful.

Come here.
Let me put it on you.

And having
Amanda to love

made Nancy's heart lighter.

Thank you.

Here you go.
I forgot the roll-ups.

Oh, I got them.

What would I do without you?

Amanda had Nancy and Nancy had Amanda.

Finally, Nancy was
happy with what she had.

But it looked like
Amanda wasn't.

Hello? Hello.
Are you ready?

I thought we would start
in the kitchen today.

I'm ready.
Sergio, you go on back.

Not so fast.

Unless you got something to say to me.

Uh, do you have anything to say to me?

Okay, well, this was fun,
but I'd like to start. Yeah?

Why don't you just go on
back to your hotel room?

Mom... you need me for Kitchen Clash?

Do I need you for Kitchen Clash,

or do you need me so that you can be on TV

and fix your little career crisis?

Actually, we both need
both of those things.

Oh, is that so?

Yes.

Do you remember yesterday

when you told me that you were
barely scraping by?

Well, I need my career
to be in a good place

so that I can help you financially.

Oh, it'll be a cold day in hell
before I take your money.

Huh? Okay, um, so just tell me,

what are your income streams, exactly?

Well, I have Mimi's, obviously.

And I got my Social Security
and I got my fan money.

Your fan money?

Yeah. I told you about that incident

where I got electrocuted by that old fan.

Yes. You told me many times about the fan.

Yes.
I filled out a claim form,

and then they started sending
me a thousand bucks a month.

Mm. That thousand bucks.
Is that...

Is that from a company
called Fan Incident, LLC?

Are you going through my mail?
That is a federal offense.

Ha! Ha! No!
That's me.

I'm Fan Incident LLC.

Oh, come on, are you trying
to tell me that you're an LLC?

Oh, fat chance, string bean.

I went to a lawyer.
I created an LLC.

I went to the bank,
I opened an account.

I even hired a payroll company

because I knew that that was the only way

that you were ever going
to accept money from me.

So you're saying that
I might still be owed money

by that fan company?

That is not the point.

The point is, I have been
sending you money

ever since I was old enough
to have a real job,

which is one of the
many reasons that I need

to keep my career going.
Don't you get it?

But don't you worry about me,

because I will manage my own
affairs from here on out.

Now get.

They say a guilty conscience

will make you do crazy things.

Amanda, that you?
You want coffee?

No, thanks.

Like turned down coffee

when you didn't sleep a wink last night.

Hi.

See you at The Drop Shop.

Not if I see you first.

Sabrina Sky,

I'd like to formally invite you
to The Drop.

Oh. Thank you.

What's that?

It's The Drop of new styles
for my business.

Live Laugh Leggin's.

I thought you worked at Frannie's.

Shawna Calhoun, she works everywhere

and she knows everything.

Mm. Catchy.

Live Laugh Leggin's

is one of the fastest direct
sales corporations,

and your girl is a crystal
consultant level leader.

And while I'm educating you,

The Drop is the social event
of the season.

Every woman in Merinac will be there.

Wow.

Well, hey, listen, I don't know
what's going on tonight.

Lots of moving parts, but
I'd love to be there if I can.

You won't regret it.

Shawna didn't recognize a Hollywood
no when she heard it.

Oh. What is it?

It's one of those whales
that hates boats again.

Good for them.

Oh, save the date.

Kind of chintzy to do it with an email.

It's not the email.

It's because it was sent
by the 25-year-old

that's marrying my ex-husband.

His fiancée is practically
the same age I was

when I married him.

Oh. Well, that's lucky.

Sounds like she's getting up there.

Twenty-five is very young.

To die, maybe.

Well, I don't see a ring on your finger.

Oh, honey, I'm married to my career.

You know, I do...
make money.

Amanda!

Mama Nancy. Uh, I didn't think
you were working today.

I'm not.
I'm here for you.

We need to talk.

Oh.

About that hair of yours.

You can't be showing up at The Drop

looking like the business end
of a broomstick.

Oh, well, I wasn't planning on
going to The Drop this time.

Now, why on earth would you miss

the social event of the season?

Uh... because of last night.

Last night?
Gosh, what did I do last night?

I took a magnesium supplement.

Those things go straight to my head.

I don't remember a thing.

Now I'm going to do your set myself.

Let's go.

Oh.

Congratulations.

Come on, guys.

You don't need to do all this.

Yes, we do.

When you first came to us,
hot off a separation,

sleeping on our couch,

we thought this day would never come.

But here it is.

You know, I'm still going to be sleeping

on your couch for a while, right?

Yes, but now you're a divorced guy

sleeping on our couch.

Which is cause for celebration.

Oh, yes.
We are going out tonight.

Woo!

Should we round up the whole gang?

Oh, you know it.

Absolutely.

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Woo!

There you go.

Mama Nancy, I do think we
should take a minute to talk.

Honey, this thing is loud enough
to wake the dead.

It's not the ideal time to catch up.

But I...

Funny thing about your hometown.

So much can change through the years,

but so much stays exactly the same.

Like the old tree

that you used to swing on and dream.

The Watson's farm, where the town gathered

to watch fireworks on the 4th of July.

Or the old train station

where the kids would
skip rope on the train.

Gosh, you're tense.

You could use a massage.

Here's a coupon for 50 percent
off at Shawna's Shoulders.

I run it out of my van.

You snuck up on me.

Sorry about that.

Hey, I saw your show.

Where you you dig through
people's inside trash.

It's called Sparkling.

Mmhmm. Got that?

You're real good at
making things look nice.

And I was hoping I could ask a favor.

You see, Sabrina's coming
to The Drop tonight.

She's bringing the cameras,

and I was hoping maybe you could come by

and sparkle my place up.

Are Gus and Amanda gonna be there?

If they love fun and
leggin's that say something.

I don't know.

We're not really getting along right now.

Oh.

But I guess it would be good to show

that I can put together a soiree

on a budget for the cameras.

Yes, see? Win, win.
We both win.

Plus, you can replace

those boring old tubes you call leggin's.

All that fabric not a single owl
or a palm frond.

Mae realized
The Drop could be the place.

She mended fences with her mama

and mended her career at the same time.

You can do this, Frank.

You told him we were closing
the bar early, right?

Yes. He says he's waiting for someone.

For someone?

Look at his sad little tie.
He looks like a boss baby.

Should we help him?

Uh-huh. Absolutely not.

Frank Jr. we kind of need
to get everything closed up.

I'm waiting for Mr. Chicken.

And that's a real person?

His name is Christian Pearce,

owner of Mr. Chicken's
Cluckery,

the fastest growing
fast casual chicken eatery

in these United States.

He's my idol, and he's going
to be judging Kitchen Clash.

I saw on his Instagram story

that he was wheels up from
Teterboro at 1:30 p.m.,

so by my calculation, he
should have already landed.

And I know he's staying here

because it's the only high-end
hotel in three counties.

So you're also lightly stalking him?

That's fun.

Um, five minutes till close.

Hi. Can I help you?

I have a reservation under Pearce,

but you can call me
Mr. Chicken.

I think you have a fan over there.

Mr. Chicken.

I mean, uh, Mr. Pearce,
I'm Frank Hillier Jr.

and I'm the man of the chicken house.

Uh, meaning that
I run Frannie's

one of the chicken restaurants

that's in Kitchen Clash at the moment.

It's a pleasure to meet you, sir.

- Frank Jr.
- Yeah.

Always nice to meet a fan.

Now, can you tell me

where a man can get a beer in this town?

I surely can.

Mr. Chicken, it would
be an honor and a privilege

to show you my taps.

Okay.

Oh.

Babe, what's the food on a rock?

It's marble.

What's on it?
You pulled up some lunch meats?

Are those flowers?

Catering or landscaping, huh?
Right?

Oh, that pollen got me.
Flat weird.

The Drop is not about fine dining.

The Drop is about fine leggin's,

fresh from the runways of Europe

at affordable prices for reasonable women.

Hi, y'all.

Hi.

Oh, are you planning
to pledge ADPi this rush?

Shawna, you've outdone yourself.

Is this your famous--

Cowgirl dip, yes, ma'am.

What's that?

That's something insane
Mae made.

Mae, I forgot to say hello.

Hello, Mrs. Hillier.

It must be so nice for your
loved ones to have you at home,

since you come so rarely.
It's a real special event.

Mae have been out of Merinac for years,

but she still recognized
a southern sneak attack.

Voice sweet as honey.
Words sharp as a stinger.

Well, it is just so nice to see

you haven't changed a bit.

This dip is not going to snack itself.

Excuse me.

So... I see you're here
with your replacement mom.

And I see you're here proving all the ways

you think you're better than everybody.

You know, I came down here with
an open heart, ready to help.

I was even excited to see my sister.

And then you talk about me to Sabrina.

You rat me out to mom.

It's like you hate me for no reason.

When people are mad at you,

it's usually because
you've done something wrong.

Shawna!
Is this coupon good?

Well, Augusta, what a surprise.

Looks like you ran a comb
through your hair.

You must be trying to make an impression.

Not on y'all.

You must be so happy
having both your daughters

in the same place so you
can ignore them together.

Mm.

Hey, Shawna.
How can I help?

I'm surprised to see you here.

You don't usually make it out to The Drop.

Hi, Mama.
I'm glad you're here.

I'm not here for small talk.
I'm here to buy leggin's.

Then I'm going.

Well, I thought maybe
we could-- real talk.

Well, you thought wrong.

All right, here is your pre-order.

All right. Take that.

Thank you.

So you just came to make a point.

Mhm.
The point is I want leggin's.

You expect us to believe
you wore your nice boots

to just come here buy leggin's and leave.

I didn't get all dolled up for this.

I got real plans.

Hurtful. But thank you for your business.

Mama's got plans.

With who?

Come on, Gus!

To Fancy's. Come on.

Fancy's!

Let's go. Come on!

Fancy's! Fancy's!

Woo!

Can you imagine mama trying
to host a dinner party?

What would she even serve?

That weird mac and cheese
she used to make with water?

Oh, why did she make it like that?

Because we couldn't
afford milk most of the time.

Oh, yeah. There was a lot you didn't know.

Do you remember when we used to
play hide and seek in the dark?

Yeah. Night and seek.
That was my favorite game.

That was a game I made up

because we couldn't afford
the electricity.

Lights always came back on.

Cause I used my Mimi's tips

in order to pay the electric bills.

Oh. What do you want Mae, a medal?

I have to confess,
I've read all your books.

I love what you say about buildin' empires

and never looking back.

Reminds me of something
my daddy might say.

You actually remind me a lot of him.

Oh. Uh, not...
not in a weird way.

No, it's not weird at all.

I'm a daddy to many.

It's natural to feel
this way when a man exudes

as much confidence as I've cultivated.

It can't be helped.

Well. If I'm being honest,
you're kind of living my dream.

A franchise operation,

that's what I want for Frannie's.

You'll get there.

Yeah.

Oh. What is this beauty?

Oh, it's just pancakes.

It's the only other restaurant
in town besides Mimi's.

But they actually served
other stuff besides pancakes,

so that's not a good sign.

Why did it close down?
Slow sales.

Oh, no. The mayor wanted
to preserve small businesses.

So there are no chains
on Merinac's main streets.

What?

I have a little project in the works.

It's an app.

It's loaded with meditations
for men with vision.

It's called Hardd, but with two D's.

It's a legal thing.

Would you be interested
in being a beta tester

or as we like to say at Hardd,
an alpha tester?

I really think you could
benefit from our content.

Yeah. Oh, of course,
I'll look into my schedule

and see if I can make it happen.

All right. Okay.

Oh, Sergio, look.
She's cute, she's sexy.

She's cute and sexy.

Go flirt.

Guys, I'm trying to find the right person.

Not just flirt with random people.

Come on. We are desperate for a
new couple to double date with.

Deirdre and her boyfriend are so not it.

Hey, you boys want a drink?

Oh, I'll get it, Gus.

Don't insult me.

I got two legs and my arms
are as strong as ever.

Oh, they must be.

I can hear you slamming
Mimi's front door in Mae's face

from all the way at the inn.

My daughter and I clearly don't
agree on everything,

but I guess she'll be heading
back to New York soon enough.

That's a promise.

Come on, you help me.

Saving.

Saving twice and saving a third time.

Because I will not be played today.

Oh!

You want me to move?

No. I can work around you.

What are you doing?

I asked the guys if I could install these,

Purse hooks under here.

All the women were leaving
their bags on the floor.

Didn't seem right.

Hm. That's nice.

Where are those guys?
I need a drink.

Oh. Every bar in town is shut
down on account of The Drop.

But I bet Shawna is stocked up.

Sabrina, you made it.

So where are the cameras?

It's Gordo's night off.

But... cameras for my--
and my leggin's.

I can't.

Damn!

Oh! Hey!

Oh my God.

What is that?

Shawna's blend.

She melts chocolate chips in merlot.

Mm. How elegant.

You messed up real bad
leaving them cameras at home.

Yeah, well, we're not here
for the leggin's.

Oh, honey, nobody is here
for the leggin's.

We are here for The Drop.

Oh, okay.

Fashion.

Glamor.

Stretch pants.

Last summer,

Live Laugh leggin's served
you 4th of July realness.

And this year we're going to Studio 54.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Made from the finest synthetic
fabrics in the entire world.

When you wear
Live Laugh Leggin's,

you live, you laugh and you leggin'.

We take cash and credit
card and also visa.

All right. Okay.

I'm taking these.

Hell yeah you are.

This is The Drop.

Oh, not the one that matters.

The only one who likes this is Mary Pat.

They keep my scrubs from chafing.

The real drop is when Shawna
gets into the chocolate wine.

Excuse me, Shawna.

This seems like a really thirsty crowd.

You want me to get some sodas?

Oh, Miss Nancy, you've been so helpful.

Don't trouble yourself.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

It's just the way
I was raised.

Mama Nancy, are we ever going
to talk about it?

I'm sure I don't know what you mean.

Oh come on, I know you didn't
black out from magnesium.

We can't keep ignoring what you saw.

Listen, I have never,
ever done anything like that.

It was a moment of weakness.

Kind of a lingering moment,
if memory serves.

It was wrong, and I...
It was just...

Sergio saw me, and it's just
been so long since I felt--

I'm gonna go ahead
and stop you right there.

Now, did I ever tell you about

how Frank Sr. and I got engaged?

No.

Well, we were young,

but we'd been keeping company
for a few years,

and I knew he was the man for me,

and he knew
I was the woman for him.

But he got scared.

And you know how men are weaker than tea

steeped in cold water.

And he had a dalliance...

with... your mom?

I... I did not know that.

But he saw the light.

He fessed up, apologized,

and proposed to me that very next day.

I forgave him because
that's what a partnership is.

Not being seen.
Whatever that means.

Marriage is hard work
and nobody's perfect.

Now you have a decision to
make about who you want to be.

Are you going to keep going down

the wrong path like a Mimi's girl?

Or are you going to honor your vows

like a Frannie's girl?

I just don't want you to be
angry with me anymore.

I can't take it.

Then you know what you have to do.

Hi. It's Amanda, Gus's daughter.
You knew that.

Anyway, I think last night was a mistake.

I am married, and my marriage is...

My marriage is...

My marriage is a promise
I made.

And sure Frank Jr.
is who he is, but he is...

he is still my husband and I...

I...

I am married to him,

so I cannot continue anything with you.

And that is that.

I wish you well.

Milk. You sure you don't
want anything stronger?

I don't need any help slurring my words.

Thank you.

I'm telling you these two girls,

they act like I was the worst
mother who ever lived.

And I guess it's my fault.

But do you think it's your fault?

Do you?

Look, I know I'm tough,

but I love harder than anyone you know?

Mm.

I'm so glad I get to see
that soft side of you.

I'm lucky.

You just cut the sweet talk.

I know that Kenneth wants you

to jump into somebody's jeans tonight,

but they are not going to be mine.

Hi, it's Amanda,
Gus's daughter.

You knew that...

Hon, do you want some more chocolate wine?

Excuse me.
I'm not feeling well.

Oh.

I used to waitress here

until they made us wear those mini skirts.

You weren't into that?

So ridiculous.

Up next, Sergio.

Make some noise, everybody.
Come on.

I put your name in.

- Go on now.
- Don't be shy.

- Don't embarrass yourself.
- Go.

Thank you.

- Is that your friend?
- He is.

Give him this for me.

We absolutely will.

Thank you.

Sorry, this doesn't usually happen.

I just need to make a quick business call.

Mama...

- I mean, she is 25.
- 25?

No, 25. She should know how to
get something letter-pressed.

Excuse me. Deirdre's taking
the leggin's I wanted.

Guess she doesn't think two per
customer applies to hot chicks.

Hi.

Sabs...

Can I talk to you for a second?

No. This night keeps getting
better and better.

I know this is a--

This is a weird request, but, um,

do you think you could help
me talk some sense into my mom?

You saw how she, like, kicked
me out of Mimi's earlier.

She's upset with me.

Believe it or not, she's
actually really sensitive.

And, um, you and I both know
it's going to look weird

if I'm only in half of the show.

Eh, I can make it work.

Okay. Are we good?

Excuse me?

First there was that text about Donkeys,

I thought well, it's weird, but...

Okay, maybe she doesn't know.
It's such a sore spot for me.

And now this... I'm just
like, did I do something?

Oh, you don't know
I don't like you.

Wait, what?

Mae and Sabrina didn't always
have mysterious beef.

In fact, once upon a time,

they were just two girls trying
to make it in the big city.

Do you mind if I just...

Oh, yeah.
It's all yours.

I see we've both been studying
our non-threatening,

approachable host outfits.

Pulled together, but not flashy.

Pretty, but absolutely not sexy.

One of us is going to host
the hell out of this

low budget home show.

They had so much in common...

except their financial situations.

See, Sabrina had a rich husband,

so she was mostly working
for some extra pin money.

Oh, I'm so happy you
could join us this weekend.

Aren't the Hamptons wonderful
this time of year?

You should get a place here.

There's a rumor my neighbor
is selling soon.

Oh, I'll look into that.

But Mae, she was barely getting by.

Mwah! Mwah!

Thank you so much for waiting.

Oh, it is so good to see you here.

So, did you rent a place?

I did.

Truth was,
Mae was house sitting.

She'd been couch surfing
and watering friends' plants...

anything to avoid paying rent.

So, how have you been
since the divorce, I mean.

Oh. The same.
Better even.

Yep. Sabrina seemed to be floating along

as easily as a pontoon
boat on a hot summer day

while Mae was drowning.

Unfortunately, I have to head
back to the city early.

I have an audition tomorrow
for this really big show.

Home Living Network is launching

called Flip My Cubicle.

So who could blame Mae

for trying to find her own life raft?

Yes. And Jessa we are definitely going

to get that dinner, okay.
Call me.

Guys, thank you so much
for the opportunity.

I'm so passionate about
cubicles and the privacy

that they provide in an open
concept work environment.

Yes!

You stole it!

- I did not steal your job.
- You did too.

I contacted my agent about a show

I knew you were auditioning for, okay?

As I say it,
I'm hearing it.

But there were extenuating circumstances.

For me too.

Chocolate wine starting to kick in, right?

The real drop.

Shawna works everywhere in town.

She hears it all and sees everything.

Not every year at The Drop.

She has a little too much
wine and spills it all.

Now, I'm not one to talk
out of school, you know.

But I think people do need to know

Mr. McCluskey down at the CPA office

needs to take a look at his own taxes.

Lee Anne Moser and her husband, Trip,

they found out that
they were distant cousins

on one of those gene tests
and they didn't care.

Tawnie Lovings says she has Airpods,

but if you look real close,
it's just cigarette butts

she stuffs in her ears.

I should have brought Gordo.

You know, Frank Dobson and
his emotional support pig.

Well, he doesn't need
any emotional support.

He just thinks the pig's cute.

It's true.

Church kids were at The Lockin
over the weekend.

They were all kissing, and now
they all have mononucleosis.

Amanda is in there, listen.

She wasn't drinking.

That's right.

Amanda is pregnant, y'all.

Y'all leave The Drop in on me.
Amanda's not pregnant.

I know, because I was working reception

at Dr. Gen's office last year,

and Frank Jr. came in and got a vasectomy.

Oh.

She didn't know.

And neither did she.

Excuse me.

Shoot. I did a HIPAA again.

I'll get us more drinks.

All right. Don't forget my milk.

Yep.

Oh, Sergio, I forgot to give you this.

What's this?

Phone number from that cowgirl?

I bought some rosé.

I know Mae wouldn't approve.

She looked at our wine menu and was like,

don't you have any skin contact wines

or a nice chillable red?

Oh, I swear, I have never met
a more uptight woman.

Now, Patrick wasn't from the South,

so he was what we'd call
a little more direct

in his language.

more like Mae less.
And you can quote me on that.

You know, I'm just about fed up

with you talking trash about my daughter.

Yes, Mae can be tough, but she is my kin,

so I will thank you to keep her name

out of your mouth when I'm around.

Okay, I hear you.

Good, you better.

- I'll have a glass.
- Okay.

Poor Amanda, but is it any surprise
coming from that family?

Oh, could you imagine
growing up in that house?

You know, I heard her mother
and Gen are carryin' on.

No. With his wife in the house
with the baby.

Mary Frances saw him go into Mimi's...

after closin'.

Mae... Mae, pay 'em no mind.

They know not what they do.

Yeah, but do you know what you do?

You think I can't read between the lines?

When I was growing up,

I thought I had to take this
kind of treatment

from everyone in town.

Like it was the price I paid
for being born a Moore.

I am a grown-up woman now.

I do not have to take this anymore.

Hey. Hi. Hello.

Sorry to interrupt.

I know that you all love to
talk trash about my family.

I'm just wondering,

are you ever going to get sick
of talking about my sister?

My mother?

Are your lives so dull that
you have to talk about theirs?

Oh. Yes. Yes.

All right. Fine. If you want
to talk about a Moore girl,

why don't you talk about me?

I am not Mae Moore of Sparkling.

I am Mae Moore formally of Sparkling.

Mhm. That's right,
I was fired.

And before that I worked as a
waitress at a skeezy restaurant

called Donkeys with a peach punch card.

I'm self-absorbed,
I am opportunistic,

and I started my career by stealing a job

from my friend.

Oh, the worst part is,
I lied to my fiancé

about where I was from
because I was embarrassed.

I wonder where I got the idea
that being a Mimi's girl

was something to be ashamed of.

Deirdre, I kissed your boyfriend
under the bleachers

in the 11th grade.

Oh, he did get around.

Wow.

I know you look through people's windows

when you go on those little
neighborhood walks of yours!

You just leave my friend alone.

You're the problem!

You put them in
the neighborhood trash can!

Oh, how dare you!

How dare me?
How dare you?

talk about you?

This is not the man
I thought I'd be.

Hey, hey.
I've been there.

You? You never been lost
a day in your life.

Please. I invented lost.

You ever heard of pudding pals?

Rice and easy.

Superman, but spelled
like the brothy dinner.

I can't say as I have.

That's because they flopped.

Everybody falls down.

It's how you get back up.

That's what defines you.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I just don't see how.

Don't apologize.
Be unapologetic, okay?

That's my mantra.

Now it's yours Frank Jr.

Listen come here.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, look.

Always looking forward.
Never looking back, baby.

Do it with me.
Always looking forward.

Never looking back.

Be unapologetic.

That's right.

Yeah.

Hey. It's me.

Uh, I really need to see you tonight.

Can you come over?

Of course.
I'll be right over.

Thanks.

Okay, boys, I'm gonna make,
like beer and head.

Oh. Hey, Gus.
I'm sorry I trashed Mae.

You're a good mom.

I can see how much you love those girls.

Um, maybe let them see it, too.

Huh.

Mm.

Coming, roomie.

Yeah, in a bit.
I'll clean up.

Hey. Okay. The Drop has dropped.

Cash app me for the leggin's
and, uh... get out.

If there's one thing
southern ladies know how to do

is hot roller their hair.

But if there's two things:

It's hot roller their hair
and graciously leave a party.

Such a lovely evening.

Fun evening, honey.
Do it again.

Okay.

Hey.

Thanks for admitting what
a terrible person you are.

All right, listen, I'm not
making excuses, but...

Here it comes.

It was really hard to be friends with you.

You had money and you had security.

You didn't need that job.

Except I did.

Mae I was getting divorced
and my ex had all the money.

I, uh, wanted to use that job

to get a place close to Linzey's school,

so I wouldn't be late picking
her up, and when I couldn't.

Well, that's part of the reason
he got primary custody.

I'm so sorry.
I didn't know.

I didn't tell you.

I was determined to keep up appearances.

Sounds familiar.

Look, if it's any consolation,

I still hate him, Sabs.
I really do.

That reminds me.

Look... look at this.

What is she, 25?!

Thank you!
Exactly, exactly.

You know, it's been years,
but I still feel so stupid.

Like, I really thought he was
a good guy but...

I mean, people should have to tell you

when they're full of crap.

Yeah. They should.

Okay, you two, it's time to get going.

Yeah. It's Shawna time.
I need a glass of wine.

Wait. I thought
the whole point of The Drop

is that you're drunk.

You think I run my business drunk?

It's called marketing, sweetie.

Look it up.

You're an icon.

- Yeah.
- Wow.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

- Shawna.
- Oh.

Are you sure about what
you said about Frank Jr.?

I mean, maybe you misunderstood.

I don't think so, ma'am.

I know it's a lot finding
out that your baby boy

has a secret, but isn't it better to know?

I'm not sure.

Hi.

Um, this is hard to say.

I've been lying to you
for our entire relationship.

And now this spot,

once known for only being a stop sign,

became the stop sign where Mae
finally came clean to Jay.

Yeah.

Babe. I had the best night.

I met Mr. Chicken and gained his respect.

What's going on?

I know about your vasectomy.

Oh.

Why did you do it?

You just lied to me all this time.

Are you even sorry?

No, ma'am.
I am unapologetic.

You know, I put up with a lot.

You're drinking.

The way you talk to me and your mama.

And I've taken it all.

I've forgiven.
I've been a Frannie's girl.

But this...

this I don't know if I can forgive.

Amanda, come on.
Let's look forward.

We have a life.

Marriage is work, you know.

Can I stay here tonight?