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Ow!

Now, I don't want to talk out of school,

but here's what you missed
on the Chicken Sisters.

Are you going to keep going down

the wrong path like a Mimi's girl?

Or are you gonna honor your vows?

And it's a good thing that I had Mae there

to help me salvage this mess.

She's only here cause she
got fired from Sparkling.

- Mama.
- Just...

I made a mess of everything.

As far back as she could remember,

Gus had been the talk of Merinac.

And not in a good way.

Take a picture.
It'll last longer.

And while it was the women in town

babbling about her business,

it was the men she blamed
for causing the business

in the first place.

Thank you kindly, Miss Gus.
I surely do appreciate it.

So you say.

As far as Gus was concerned,

there wasn't a man on
earth a woman could trust.

Fine then leave!

And don't forget your wedding ring.

I might need this one day.

Yep. Gus always kept receipts.

Problem was, she kept
everything else, too.

Uh. Hi, there, Gus.

You need help getting that inside?

No need.

Now,
Gus had acquired

quite a bit of junk over the years,

but with her two girls gone,

there were two more rooms
to put it all in.

But she knew how to navigate the mess

Until one day, she couldn't anymore.

Oh.

What?

No.

But you always have pie.

Not anymore, boys.

Well, if you ever need
a little extra space to bake,

you could always use our kitchen.

We've got a double oven.

Well, I don't know about that.

We're not doing it for you.

We're doing it for the people
who want their pies.

It's not nice keeping people
from their strawberry rhubarb.

We'll just--

Hey, who is that bump on a log?

Patrick's old friend

had had his heart broken something awful.

Gus wasn't one for feeling
sorry for a man,

but she could relate to being
down and broken-hearted.

So she let him know.

Hey, get off the couch,
quit your wallowing

and come on over here
and make yourself useful.

Okay.

Before she knew it,
Gus, who had never let a man

in her kitchen wound up
letting one run it.

Okay, that's enough for now.

Why don't you go make yourself scarce?

You got it, boss.

Gus liked that
her new friends didn't judge.

Finally. You know how much
I hate waiting for you.

Should we do it in the fridge
or here on the counter?

You're probably wondering,

is Gus getting her biscuit buttered

by this Gen fella or what?

Don't worry.

After I'm done, you are gonna
feel so much more relaxed.

Just let me get my shirt off.

All right.
You've waited long enough.

I'll dish.

Of course not.
Gus is no home-wrecker.

Truth is, Gus has some health problems,

and regular acupuncture
relieves the stress,

which helps, so there.

So cold.

You know, I have an
alternative suggestion.

Oh, here we go again.

Just come into my office and
we can work in the off-hours.

Please, if I came into
your office twice a week,

I would be the talk of Merinac.

And she'd had enough
of that for one lifetime.

And that's how Gus, who never
thought too highly of men,

wound up spending most of her time

surrounded by these sweet
fellas who, against all odds,

earned a place in her heart.

You must dominate your day.

You aren't just a provider
and a protector to your family.

You were essentially their king.

Never question your power.

A king doesn't doubt, he conquers.

This week, on
The Heart Of the Family,

we're talking happiness.

As a wife and mother,

sometimes I feel depleted,
like I give too much of myself.

And when that happens,
it's time to take stock.

Well, what's making me unhappy?

The answer is me.

Happiness is a choice.

Change the outside.
The inside will follow.

Shoulders back.

Relax your face.

There.

I can choose to be happy.

Ugh.

Why are there no streamers on this TV?

Like I can't with this channels thing.

I'm not a caveman.

Hey, stop!
You're making me feel old.

Mom, you are old.

Yeah, well, if I'm so old,
why do I have so much rizz?

Ew! Don't say rizz.

What are you up to today?

Oh, well, today is
the side dish competish.

It's just mini challenge
I came up with.

Both teams have to bring their
own ingredients

and create a brand new side dish.

But this time, it's just the guys

I thought that would be cool to--

Oh, sorry.
I'm boring you.

I'm like someone who actually
answers when asked,

how are you?

Can I... come?

Wait. Really?

Oh, Mom here.

Oh, shoot.

I mean, I got nothing to do here

and be kind of cool to shout at you.

I don't know.

Learn some production magic from the best.

Stop.

So can I come or what?

Yeah, sure, yeah, I--

Whatever.

Oh, I've been meaning to tell you

I was wrong about something.

Why is this happening?

Is it my birthday?

Don't get used to it.

Mae is... not so bad.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, we got to talking
over pie yesterday.

She's got a good heart.

Wow. I'm glad you two are
so close all of a sudden.

All I said was she wasn't so bad.

I'm confused.
Are you mad about this?

No. I'm not mad.
Why would I be mad?

This is great news.

Everyone is getting along.

And now it's time to see what
the men of Mimi's and Frannie's

bring to the table in
our side dish competish.

And we'll make sure there's no... foul play.

Um, I don't like that one.
Um, let's go again, Gordo.

In this challenge, Mimi's and
Frannie's won't play chicken.

They'll compete over who
makes the best side dish.

Sergio, Frank Jr.
Best of clock.

So making up food puns
is a big part of the job.

Well, no, there's a lot
more to it than that.

But yeah, that's the gist.

We can go with that last one, Gordo.

Well, what about...

It's fighting time.

Stay tuned for Sergio and Frank
Jr. as they step into the wing.

Who will man up and who will chicken out?

Wow. That's amazing, honey.

Wrote a few more if you want to see them.

Let's go with that one.

Gordo, can we go again?

Make a new side dish.
What a stupid idea.

Mimi has been serving the
same three sides for years.

Now, if it ain't broke--

Are you okay?

Just give me a minute.

Oh, come on, Gus.
Take a break.

We got so much food to prep.

You know, I could have had all this done

if they'd given us proper notice.

You know, I... I think we
might need some extra help

just for today.

Is there coffee?

Help yourself.

Good. I need it.

This day is off to a crappy start.

Sorry to hear that.

Hey, let's play hooky and drive to Bishop.

I need about 14 Bloody Marys

and a three-hour brunch with my bestie.

Who, me?
I'm your bestie?

Hm.

Who else would it be?

Have you replaced me
as your best friend already?

With who?
And please don't say, Patrick.

People who say that their
partners are their best friends

are psychopaths.

I agree, but no, it's not
Patrick, it's Deirdre.

Deirdre Taylor?

No.

What do you mean, no?

She was in band.

In high school.

That was years ago.

And playing an instrument is cool.

Oh, okay. Yes.

All of the coolest people have trombones.

Look, I like her.
And she actually lives here.

The bar is too low.

You know what?

I don't want to have this
conversation with you anymore.

Whoa.

Uh, okay.

You are making fun of my life.

Sorry, I don't just drop everything

because you have a whim.

We both know you'll just ditch me

the first chance you get anyway.

Like you always do.

Okay. Does it always really apply here?

You said it yourself.
That was a long time ago.

We've been having so much
fun since I got here.

Where is this coming from?

Never mind.

There's no point in me
explaining my feelings to you.

By the time you get it,
you'll be long gone anyway.

What am I supposed to do?

That's not my problem.

Hey, Mae.
Your mom needs your help.

There you go.
Something to do.

Maybe there will even
be a camera crew there.

Wow.

Now they're not so worried

about how complicated the food is,

it just needs to taste good.

Look, if you ask me, I think
they just want to give

the female viewers a little eye candy.

Mama, stop.

I'm just so glad that Amanda forgave you.

Because I know from experience

how hard it is to turn the other cheek.

Well, you're on her side now.

No, I'm on the side of your marriage,

I just...

I just can't help but wondering
why you did what you did.

Now, I don't want to talk
about that with my mother.

Well, I don't want to talk
about that with my son,

but I brought it up.

And you're skirting the issue,
and I just don't understand.

Kids are such a blessing.
Why would you wish that away?

Well, because blessings
sometimes come at a bad time

when work is crazy.

That dog don't hunt,
Frank Jr.

Why did you do it?
Really?

Were you unfaithful?

What? Mama? No.

Are you unhappy with Amanda?

It's not that.

Okay, then what is it?

It's complicated!

What?

It's not that complicated.

You get married, you have kids.

You enjoy your life.

Your generation overthinks everything.

Oh, here we go again.

Well, all of a sudden,
you can't serve hot dogs

on the 4th of July 'cause the nitrates.

Not the 4th of July hot dog talk.

Well, because it's true.

You kids need to learn to enjoy

the simple things in life.

Honey, kids make people happy.

Well, then how come you only had one?

I got it right the first time.

Oh, yeah.
Same here so.

Well that's fine.

Honey, I don't mean to nag.

I just want you two to be happy, so.

Oh.

- Spices.
- Hey.

- Oh!
- Hi.

I did not expect that.

It's just like when you first got married.

What smells so good?

Oh.

Little Frank made corn fritters.

Here. Try one.

Oh.

Mm.

You like them?

Oh. Are you all right, honey?

I just went down the wrong pipe.

Oh.

I like them.

You can really taste the corn.

Look at my little family...
together again.

Yeah.

I'll start loading the car.

Okay.

Here we go.

Thanks, Mama.

Here we go.

See you.

You happy, honey?

I choose to be.

Is my mom bringing another truckload.

Oh, I told her to take the morning off.

And she did it.

Yeah, she listens to me.

That must be nice.

Well, I'm glad she wanted my help.

I mean, that must mean
she's warming up to me again.

Oh, no.
She's still mad at you.

What?

Yeah, because of the thing

where you were fired from Sparkling

but pretend that you weren't.

Yes. I know why she's mad at me.

Why does she want my help then?

She didn't.
But I did it anyway.

And you live to tell the tale.

I get away with a lot.

Especially with
the women in my family. Huh?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean?

You kissed my sister.

Or she kissed you or you
guys kissed each other?

What do you know?

Very little.

It's hard to get any details out of Amanda

because she was giggling so much.

You loved it too,
I knew it.

Well, it doesn't matter.
She called it off.

Oh.

Well, listen, it is probably for the best.

I mean, Amanda is great,

but no matter how good the thing is

staring her in the face,

no matter how superior it
is to her current situation

her toxic trait, is she always stays.

Is your toxic trait that you
talk trash about your family?

I am my mama's daughter.

fly like a bird.

Looks like our girls are getting along.

Linzey wanted to come
with me to work today.

That might not be a big deal to you.

I see how Frankie's always
hanging around you,

but for me, big deal.

Oh, I'm happy for you.

Yeah, I guess I am lucky.

Frankie and I get to spend
a lot of time together.

That's cute.

This is the first time my
kid has hung out with me

voluntarily in six months.

What's your secret?

Oh, I don't know.

I guess keeping an open
line of communication.

- Mm.
- Yeah.

She knows she can
talk to me about anything.

Well, it's gonna be so much fun for them

when Frankie's in New York.

Linzey already has a list of
places she wants to show her.

And it's cool your sister's hosting her,

even though you two have your issues.

Wait. I know what you're doin'.

You're producin' me,

tellin' me something upsetting
just to get a rise out of me.

No. I'm not.
But I wish I was.

That would have been good.

I gotta go check up on the judges.

Gordo.

Mom.

Hi.

You're welcome for doing your prep work.

Great talk.

I'm so glad I'm here.

Just great.

Hey, you have gone too far.

Oh, what fresh hell is this?

You got a lot of nerve
sneaking behind my back,

trying to lure my child
away to New York City

without my permission.

Oh, you mean her audition?

Amanda, what was
I supposed to do?

Tell her to sleep at Penn Station.

Sorry, sweetheart.

You may not stay at my luxury
doorman secured high rise

because it would hurt your mom's feelings.

Have fun getting bedbugs.

That's not the point.

Oh, I am clear about that.

Are you?

I don't think you're mad at me at all.

I think you're mad

because your daughter doesn't trust you

with her hopes and dreams.

Man, you are nasty.
Just like mama.

Oh, I'm like mama.

You and I had a bunch of
talks the other night.

We built up a bunch of goodwill
and then poof,

you just wrote me off.

Oh, you know what?
You've been gone for 20 years.

Or did you conveniently rewrite history?

That is such a mama thing to do.

Okay, well, you're the one
whose daughter wants

to run away from her to New York City

who's like mama now?

You are ice cold and can't
let anyone in like mama.

Your house is full of clutter, like mama.

You've got mama's wrinkles from scowling.

I do not!!!

That is a bridge too far!!!
That is not true!

Okay, Knock it off--

Everyone thinks that I am
the younger sister.

- Oh! Oh!
- Whoa! Whoa! Hey, hey!

Oh, my God, does your mouth
ever stop talking?!

I'm so sick of your talking!

Hey! What if the cameras caught
you two fighting like children?

Come on.

Nice one.

You, good job.

- Yeah, really good job.
- Good job first.

Oh. Forget this.
I'm out of here.

You good?

Yeah.

Welcome to the Super
Side Dish Showdown.

Team Frannie's will face-off
against Team Mimi's

to create a new signature side dish,

to be judged by a jury of locals.

Each chef has prepped their own
fridge, but there's a twist.

We're gonna swap their fridges
and their workstations.

Ha! Ha!!

So they'll have to think fast,

because all the prep they
did is for their opponent.

Holy hell.

And cut!

All right, guys, switch sides.

Listen. Switch sides.

I need a second, then
we'll get started, okay?

Don't peek.

Mom, you made them swap fridges?

Hell, yeah, I did.

You got this, honey.

You'll be okay.

All right, guys, back up.

On your marks.

Get set.

Cook!

Team Frannie's got this.

Woo!

- Go, dad!
- We can win this!

Oh my gosh!

- Come on Team Frannie's!
- Go Junior!

Woo!

How does it look?

There's no corn,
no scallions, no sour cream.

There's no way I can
make corn fritters now.

You have to pivot.

It's my lucky day.

Who are you rooting for?

My husband.

Obviously.

Hey, guys, just a thought.

If you feel like trash talking each other

while you're cooking, go ahead.

Just shout out whatever we want.

Yeah, it'll be great for the show.

Well, must be nice to have
working burners for once.

And you can fire something
back, Sergio, if you want.

That's not me.

I was trained to be
focused on what I'm doing.

Oh, you were trained, huh?

Where? Petco.

Le cordon bleu.

Cordon bla, bla

Goddawgit!

Calm down, honey.

I need a minute.

- Now?
- Yes, now.

Behind!

He's just leaving?

A setback is just a reminder to reset.

Reset, recalibrate and re-strategize

and then decimate anyone
who dares to challenge you.

Hell, yeah.

Because this
I know, my fellow king.

He will stop at nothing
to hold your throne.

Yeah. Woo!

Gordo!

You're back.

I'm back.

Let's win this.

I got it.

You have 30 seconds to plate your dishes.

In three...

Ah!!!

Two...

One.

Hands off your plates!

The side dishes are complete.

We have fried green tomatoes
from Chef Number One

and hushpuppies from
Chef Number Two.

Judges?

On your mark.

Get set.

Taste.

- Mhm.
- Mmhmm.

Mhm.

Mhm-mhm.

I haven't had a fried green tomato since--

well since my meemaw died.

Ooooh.

Yeah.

Mm.

Okay, guys tell us which one
of these southern comforts

gets your vote.

No doubt Chef Number One's
fried green tomatoes.

Deirdre.

Chef Number Two's hushpuppies.
They were scrumptious.

Ooh! A vote for each chef.

That means, Sheriff Lawrence,
your vote is a tie-breaker.

Which one is your favorite?

Don't make me choose.

Oh, we have to choose a winner.

Come on. One of them was
better than the other.

Now I'm choosing as your
neighbor and your friend,

not the sheriff, y'all hear.

Hushpuppies, ma'am.

Mimi's wins this challenge.

Guys, how does it feel?

Why does this even count?

What does this have to do with chicken?

Calm down, honey.

Maybe we should go outside,
away from prying eyes.

This is all your fault.

My fault?

The only reason I lost is
because you didn't help me.

Don't talk to your mother like that.

What did you say?

- I couldn't hear you.
- Gordo, Gordo...

- Okay. Back off.
- It's about to go down.

Or what?

Okay. Frank Jr.
let's go outside.

I think you should get some air.

We're just talking.

Or what?

Fine. If you want to be
disrespectful to your mother

like a petulant child.

Ahhhh! Sergio!

Oh! Stop it, Frank!
Stop it!

- Stop it!
- Let's go!

Easy, easy, easy, easy...

- Come on. Come on.
- Easy.

Don't write checks you can't cash.

Cut, cut!

Hey, Gordo, what are you doing?

Nancy said to cut.

Does Nancy, sign your check, or do I?

Well, they actually come

from the entertainment
company payroll department.

Roll, roll, roll!

I can't watch.
Let's go.

- Come on.
- Easy, easy.

All right.
Enough, enough, enough.

That's it.

Oh, your nose.
Go put a rag in it.

Fine.

- Frank Jr...
- What?

What were you thinking?

Frannie's folks don't act like that.

You're just stooping to their level.

What would your daddy say?

I'm not listening to this.

Frank Jr!
Frank Jr. wait!

Frank Junior!

Stooping to their level.

Oh, you think that Frannie's
folk are all just

perfect little angels,
never do anything wrong.

You're about as slimy as a pond rock.

We're slimy?

You got more cheek
than an eight month old baby.

Oh, says the woman who came
over to my house

and threw gloves in my face.

What?

I may have taken a brief
vacation outside of my values.

I don't know how you lived
with this woman.

Don't you drag her into this.

You're the one that dragged her into it

when you disowned her at her own wedding.

She made her choice.

No, you made her choice.

I was just trying to bridge the divide.

Oh, I didn't realize I was in
the presence of Mother Teresa.

I have turned the other cheek

ever since you did what you
did with my Frank Sr.

Okay, I don't know what
you're talking about.

The h-e-double toothpicks you don't!!!

Okay, Mama Nancy, I don't--

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Let her talk.

What exactly do you think
I did with your Frank Sr.?

Oh, well, you invited him into your house.

You were overly familiar with him.

You got to know him too well.

I don't speak pris, Nancy.

You seduced him right
before we got married.

He confessed the whole thing to me!

Mama?

Oh, you think it's funny?

My pain is a Paula Poundstone
special to you?

No. I am laughing
because you would even think

that I would do something untoward

with that pot-bellied,
ruddy faced, sad flop

of a husband of yours.

Well, you two were always fighting.

I saw you crying after
he left our house one time.

Yeah, because he was trying
to put us out in the street.

No. He let it be known
that Frannie's had the law

and the bank on her side.

And that he was going to take
Mimi's from me

the minute that he could.

No.

No, he told me he cheated.

Why would he lie?

Because he's a man, huh.

Mama, are you okay?

You just mind your business.

Can I help you?

These are the flowers that
I should have brought you

when your mom passed.

This blender should
have been your wedding gift.

And this...

is the mango-flavored body lotion

that I should have brought
to your bachelor party?

Dual blending action, huh?

These are just small tokens
to tell you that I'm sorry.

I just took for granted
that whenever I needed you,

you would be there.

And I conveniently forgot
that you needed me too.

Deirdre is still kind of a dork.

I knew it.

You didn't have to do this.

Well, I do have one more favor to ask you.

I need you to tell me
what is wrong with me.

What?

Everyone is angry with me.

So there must be something
that I'm missing.

And I know that you
will tell me the truth.

You hungry?

Were you ever gonna tell me you
were moving to New York

or just leave a note?

Who told you?
Aunt Mae?

Well, I know who didn't tell me

and that's you.

I was going to obviously...
eventually.

When Frankie? Not only were
you planning to run off

to the other side of the earth,

but you planned it with Mae
behind my back,

knowing how I feel about her,

knowing how much that would hurt me.

Mom, I might not even get in.

And even if I did, it's just New York.

It's a three-hour flight.

I won't go.

That's not what I mean.

I just wish you'd trusted me
enough to talk to me about it.

So we could talk about it.

I thought I was a better mom than mine,

but I guess I was wrong.

Mom, please.

It's not like that.

I know we talked about state,
and that's what you wanted.

But I don't want that.

I like acting, and
I want to give it a try.

Don't you think I can?

Of course I do.
You're incredible.

But?

No, but.

And I think you're incredible.

And it scares me,

imagining you putting yourself
out there like that.

Putting your dreams out
in someone else's hands.

What if you get hurt?

I might.

And you're okay with that?

It's an adventure.

It's... it's a way to see what I'm made of.

I got to try something

outside the five square miles of Merinac

You sound like Mae.

See, that's what I'm scared of.

What?

That I'm gonna go and you're gonna hate me

just like you hate Aunt Mae.

What on earth?

That's what you're worried about.

It's called unconditional love.

Ever heard of it?

I'm your mother.

And you are my daughter.

And Mae's your sister

and Grandma Gus is your mother.

Unconditional love isn't
really a thing in our family.

Oh, oh, oh.
That is some bruise.

If you want to make me feel better.

You can finally put those
hushpuppies on the menu.

I'll think about it.

Oh, I like Gentle Gus.

Hey, you want me to bruise the other side?

There we go.

All right. Your modeling career
should be intact.

You know, I saw...

I saw Amanda and Mae arguing today.

Hm. Sounds like them.
What about?

They were accusing each
other of being like you.

Oh, but you know what's funny?
They're both like you.

What, a dipstick give you
a concussion too?

The three of you love each other.

But you Gus,

you're... you're crazy.
You can't show it.

Okay, if I wanted to be psychoanalyzed,

I would dial up
Sally Jessy Raphael.

Who?

Damn.

Don't... don't look at me like that.

I'm just tired.

Call Gen.

Fine.

And go home and get some rest, okay?

I'll lock up.

And Sergio, you did all right today.

Yo también te quiero, Gus.

All right, that's enough.

Mama. It's Amanda.

Mama.

I'm worried about you.

I just wanted to check on
you and see if you're okay.

Gus was so used to keeping people out,

she couldn't let him in.

Even when she desperately wanted to.

Hey.

Uh, is my mom here?

She went to bed a while ago.

Yeah. Um, I saw her stumble earlier,

and I wanted to check on her.

I think she had a long day.

Well, I'm glad you're here,
because I wanted to, um,

clear the air about the other night.

I'm just so embarrassed.

Before that, I'd only kissed
one person my whole life.

And you probably kissed dozens,
hundreds maybe.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Point being, I made it
a bigger deal than it was.

You're a flirt, and I read into it.

I mean, you're new in town,

and you're probably
just killing time here.

Meanwhile, you've got this
confused, nutty, married woman

getting all dramatic on you.

And anyway...

I'm sorry about that.

And I won't bother you anymore.

Come on.

We're going for a drive.

We are.

Nancy considered her vow

till death do us part to mean her death.

Didn't matter that Frank Sr.
had been gone six years.

She was true blue.

But was her husband?

Was the man she made those vows to

actually a stranger.

Was he the cause of all
the problems in Merinac

and in her family?

Well, remember,
I'm nearly omniscient,

so I can tell you, yes.

But poor Nancy.

She felt her heart break all over again,

just as it had the day Frank Sr. died.

What's this?

My house...

or where the house will be, anyway?

You're building a house?

Yeah.

I like Merinac.

I don't have one foot out the door.

I'm trying to make a home here.

So see, you were wrong.

First of many things
you got wrong about me.

I don't kiss a lot of women.

Okay, maybe I have in the past, but I...

I don't make a habit of kissing
somebody just to kiss them.

I got my heart broken last year.

But when I met you...
something changed.

And if I'd known that kiss was
just you getting something

out of your system,

then I wouldn't have
let myself think that.

What did you think?

That I found the sweetest,
prettiest, weirdest woman

I'd ever met.

You know, I thought this was
the beginning of something.

Until it ended in a voicemail.

A voice memo.

And it's not like I haven't
been left before,

but nobody has ever
dumped me by voice memo.

Especially before we even got started.

Well, are you going to
hold that against me?

The seatbelt.

You know, I'm sorry,
I... I should.

You probably want to go back to Mimi's.

Here let me help you with that.

It can be tricky.

I guess you were wrong about me too.

Are you sure this is what you want?

Finally, Amanda didn't have
to choose to be happy.

She just was.

So will you please just tell me now?

What's wrong with me?

Mae, I don't know what
to tell you because...

I don't actually know you anymore.

And I feel like that's by design.

You don't want anyone
to remember the old Mae,

but you don't let them get to know

the new Mae.

That was too honest.

I should have opened with a compliment.

- No.
- I'm sorry.

You're right.

I keep everyone out.

I don't even know that I'm
doing it even with my fiancé.

I lied to get him to love me,
and then he did.

But then I didn't know which
version of me he loved.

And I was just doing it to protect myself.

But that's what ruined everything.

Hi.

A king protects his kingdom.

A king anticipates threats
that are laying in wait.

You must vanquish your enemies
before they vanquish you.

A king knows when to strike.

What would your daddy say?

You've reached Merinac County
health inspector after hours.

Please leave a message about your concern.

Yeah, I'm calling in multiple
code violations

of Augusta Moore's house behind Mimi's.

Y'all might want to come see in person.

I'm afraid his daddy would say,

that's my boy!