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- Previously on "Good Girls"...

- I was at a GED prep class.

- How'd you do? - Aah!

- Now we both have to pay for college.

- What's he got you into?

- Whatever Gene needs.

There's 300 more coming right behind it.

- Maybe you can ask for some kind

of commission or something.

- You crushed it. What I am gonna do

is invest it back into the company.

- We'd just rather take our cut.

- I care about you guys too much

to let you do that.

- Weren't you're gonna go on a bike ride?

- Can't. I have a radius

of three blocks with this thing.

- I'll ask him to increase the radius.

- What are we doing here?

- Following the money.

- I can't keep doing this.

- Don't have much of a choice.

'Cause I also have people to answer to.

They're gonna wanna meet you.

- I'm just his grandmother.

- Heard a lot about you, Elizabeth.

- Just Beth. - My cousin.

- Brother. - Cousin.

- He was going to see your wire.

- Now we're right back where we started.

- Her wire's still hot.

- I need a bank. Can't be you.

- This is my friend.

- She FBI or Secret Service?

Found the wire. - I didn't have a choice.

- Well, you got one now. So what's it gonna be?

[video game sound effects]

- I can't do the eyes.

Dope.

- You'll get it, brother.

[oven dings] - Cousin.

- [sighs] Ohh.

For the love of God.

What's older, me or this oven?

Don't answer that.

Nice and hot. Here ya go.

[chuckles]

What's that face? - Tastes nasty.

- Mm.

Bad eggs.

- Try it.

- Hell, no.

- Rotten one can ruin the whole bunch.

- Just put it in? - Mm-hmm.

If they sink, they're good.

- Better to catch it now.

Okay. Now we have to start all over.

Now, where is that baking powder?

Here we go. Vanilla, brown sugar.

Flour. Who wants to help?

[mid-tempo music]

♪

- You and me, we got a real opportunity here.

♪

- What am I supposed to tell them?

- Just keep 'em busy.

- The people who live in a surveillance van

outside of my house? - Yeah, them.

They don't trust you?

- I've given them nothing.

- Well, you better give 'em something.

♪

- They're gonna see right through it.

- Not if you play it smart.

♪

- I'll end up in jail.

- I'm not asking you.

- Well, I'm not doing it.

♪

- [laughs]

You know, there's worse places to end up, right?

♪

- I thought you needed me.

- I do.

- Well, there you go.

- But not your family.

♪

You feel me?

Keep your head up, champ.

We're playing the long game here.

♪

[door slams]

- You guys.

Say something. Anything.

- Who exactly do we work for now?

[loud slice]

- You mean, who don't we work for?

- See, that's the part I'm having a problem with.

- Why does he have us printing?

- I don't know.

- What's it for?

- It didn't come up.

- [chuckles] How are we supposed

to keep it secret from the Secret Service?

[suspenseful music]

♪

- [exhales] Let's just pack it up.

- Yeah, right.

- Did you figure out where his money goes?

- Not Mediterranean Avenue.

- Not anywhere.

D.C. is not gonna keep the tab going much longer.

♪

- They'll take our deal away.

- You know what he'll take away?

- Like we have anything left to lose.

- Our kids.

♪

- What if she's protecting him?

- She can't think we're that stupid.

- She's not thinking with her brain.

- He is pretty hot.

- Stupid hot.

♪

- So, we're back to where we started?

- The man's like IBS.

- Ain't no cure.

- Never know when it's gonna strike.

♪

- Well, now she thinks another baby is gonna fix everything.

- First three didn't.

- I got four.

- I told her--I said, "Honey, the time I spend

in the saddle, the sack is cashed."

- Wait, is that a-- is that really a thing?

- [chuckles] It's a perk.

[laughter]

- What was it like?

- Oh...

This?

- Big house. - Yeah.

It was kind of a party.

- Come on, man. - No, seriously.

Food wasn't that bad. I got to work out all the time.

Plus I had my own cell, so...

- How'd you swing that?

- My first cellie tried to steal my ramen,

so I beat him within an inch of his life.

- Over ramen?

- Took his nose off.

With my teeth.

[laughs]

- Jesus.

- I'm just busting your cashed sack, bro.

[laughter]

- You want to know what it's really like?

- Yes.

- It's kind of like being

in an elephant exhibit at the zoo.

- Dude. - And all the other elephants

think that you are their wife. - Dude.

- And it's your honeymoon. - Dude.

- And they won't stop until they put a baby in ya.

I'm kidding! - Okay, I'm not believing

a word that comes out of this guy's mouth.

- I mean, look, I did sell cars.

- Yeah, he could sell bottled water to fish.

- I also sold hot tubs.

- Dean, how do you feel about men's skin care?

- Uh...neutral.

- Mm, well,

we're about to change that for you, buddy.

- You ever heard of "The System"?

- That's, like, a pyramid thing, right?

- No, more like a multilevel opportunity.

- I mean, skin care is not really my jam.

- It's not really about that.

- And there's a good chance I'm probably going back

to the elephant exhibit anyway, so...

- That's exactly why you need "The System."

- Right, and you don't just get a bunch of products.

You get a support network.

[soft music]

- Well, that's sounds good.

Cool. Just, you know,

let me put a think on it, you know.

♪

- All the time you need.

- Hey, we're not just into you for your skin.

♪

[cell phone chimes]

Tina's ovulating.

- Let's get back on the road. Yeah.

- It's go time.

- When you get out of bed in the morning

and throw your uniform on,

what do you expect out of your day?

I mean, a living wage, maybe.

A reasonable amount of breaks. Okay.

But what does any of that mean if you don't have respect?

- Like, when the customers

get handsy? - Sure.

I mean, yeah, that's a part of that.

- But we get tipped way more when we let that happen.

- Yeah, I'm thinking more about how you're valued

as an employee.

You guys got a health plan?

Dental?

- No.

- What about paid sick leave? How about daycare?

- You know we got none of that.

- Okay, well these are the investments

that an employer should make.

- Why?

- 'Cause you are crucial to the success of this company.

Right?

I mean, picture a McDonald's without a Ronald.

Imagine green beans without the Jolly Green Giant.

- Charles Schwab

without Mr. Schwab. - Exactly, okay?

You are the face of this business.

- No one's looking at our faces.

- And what does Gene give you in return?

- 10% of our tips.

- That's not daycare.

- Well, we can take home the extra food

from the private parties.

- Not paid sick leave. Not dental.

- He's not wrong.

- And definitely not respect.

- Yeah. Stan's right.

- We deserve it.

- Screw that guy.

- He lies. He cheats.

He takes better care of these poles than he does any of you.

- He's right. That is so messed up!

- We deserve better.

- Enough is enough.

- So what do you want us to do, Stanimal?

- How do you strip without taking any clothes off?

- You don't.

- But people come to see the booty.

- That's my point.

- [laughs] So they won't come.

- Now you're getting it.

- Okay, well,

that's one of the dumbest things I've ever heard.

- [laughs]

Okay. Hold up.

Gene doesn't have a club without the girls, right?

So eventually, he's gonna have to come to me to negotiate--

- Or he just sacks all of you and starts over.

- Then we do a sit-in. Old school-style, right?

Handcuff ourselves to the stage.

- I take it back. - Force his hand.

- That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.

- Yeah, that's what the girls said too.

- Hey, that's mine. Let it go!

- I had it first!

- You can't just go in my room.

- Well, Mom says you have to share.

- Hey, hey, hey. Let Danny have it.

- He only wants it 'cause I was playing with it.

- Give it to your sister.

- You gave it to me for my birthday.

- Yeah, like, three years ago.

- Ow!

- A little help here would be nice.

- This one's better.

The legs bend.

- Let me see.

- That one's busted. - It'll keep her busy.

- Should we be mad or impressed?

[soft music]

♪

- How do you always lose your key?

- What do you care? It's never locked.

- It's always locked.

- It hasn't been like the last ten times we've come here.

- Because I always have my key.

- Yo, I thought we finished his run.

- This one's not for him.

- You know what time I have to be at the salon tomorrow?

- So, he's the toy they want, right?

- You're gonna be late.

- But we can't give 'em the toy that they want.

- I should text my boss.

- So we're gonna give 'em the broken toy.

- The hell are you talking about?

- I literally just told you.

- Not in English. - Okay.

The broken toy's gonna keep them busy over here,

while the good toy can go off and do God knows what.

- I'll just call in sick. - I would.

So what you're saying is we're basically framing someone.

- Yes. - But who?

- Oh, my God, that is the best part.

Because it's--

.

[muffled rap music]

- There it is. There it is.

Fast hands. Fast hands.

Come on. Jab.

[loud music continues over speakers]

Keep your chin down. Jab.

- [sighs]

Son of a gun.

Oh. That's good.

- My buddy might disagree.

- Now he won't.

- Good, good. Another hook.

Go again. Come on, come on.

One more. All right.

Good work.

[phone ringing]

- Yo, champ.

Cousin.

[rap music continues over speakers]

♪

Hurry up. He doesn't seem happy.

♪

- Don't be pissed.

- Can't keep covering for you, champ.

- Nick.

- This--this is too much.

- For making me look good.

- Played a great round, sir. - Thanks to you.

- You got your head in the wrong game.

[car engine turns]

[machine beeps]

[knocking]

- Look familiar?

- Wondered where I left that. - Yeah.

I was gonna keep it, but--

- It's not your style.

- You look better in it.

- Thank you.

- Um...

do you have a minute?

- I have this coconut milk.

I had a coupon, so I thought I'd try it.

Or just...

- So what's the deal? - Plain cream.

- With you and him?

- What do you mean?

[bottles clanking in fridge]

- Well, you're just not his typical colleague.

- Well, maybe we're more friends.

- Not his typical friend.

- You don't even know me.

- [exhales]

I just think that you should be careful.

Hey, anyone who wears a cardigan shouldn't be

doing what he does.

- What are you, a priest?

- [chuckles]

Just trying to help.

- I'm fine.

- Ah--look.

Tell your neighbors.

And hold on to that.

- You could have just given it to your brother,

cousin, or whatever.

- Why?

Do you wish it was him?

- No.

- Good.

- Which is it, by the way? Brother or cousin?

- Family.

And thanks for the coffee.

I kind of like coconut milk.

[door clicks]

[dance music in background]

- [scoffs] What's this?

- An offer.

♪

- How tall are you?

♪

- 5'2"-ish.

- With or without or heels?

- Uh-- - You ever compete?

- For what?

- Well, she looks like a gymnast.

You know Gabby Douglas?

♪

Flying Squirrel? - Yeah.

- Does she work here? - No.

Uneven bars. She won.

- Can you touch your toes?

- Yeah.

- How about the splits?

- Okay, we're trying to do some business here.

♪

- I want to pay off Stan's debt.

♪

- Mercedes.

Throw this in the microwave, would you?

- How long? - Baked potato, 30 seconds.

♪

Looks like a fair amount.

- Twice as much as he owes you.

- Must really be worth it.

- He's the best.

- The greatest.

- I agree.

- Great. We have a deal.

♪

- No.

You can't replace the greatest.

♪

- Fine. What's your number?

- It's not possible. - Triple?

- Serious flex.

- Like your Flying Squirrel.

- Quadruple? - Got dolla, dolla bills.

- Where do a bunch of bitches like you get a bunch of money

like this, though? Huh?

- Oh, now you've got a moral code?

- I just don't do business with bitches.

That's all.

I'll take it upstairs, baby doll.

Auditions are Sunday.

♪

- That guy's a giant turd.

What? - Nothing.

I just have never heard you say the word "turd" before.

- Well, he is.

- Way more than that. - He's a giant piece of--

- Do you think he knew the money was fake?

- That turd just gets off on keeping a good man down.

- Okay.

So we break into his car

and we load up the trunk.

- How's that get it in the club?

- Well, he parks it right outside, in his spot.

- Then Rizzoli and Isles know it's a setup,

because of lojack or whatever.

- Ladies.

- What if we just mailed a box of fake dough to the club?

- Ladies? - No, because then we're gonna

get busted for mail fraud on top of everything else.

- Ladies!

Occam's razor.

- What?

- The problem-solving principle that says that entities

should not multiplied without necessity?

Come on.

- She gets her GED, and now she's Stephen Hawking?

- Sometimes the simplest way

is the right way.

[upbeat music]

♪

- [singing in French]

♪

♪

♪

[rapid whispering in French]

♪

[mid-tempo club music]

♪

- What is going on here?

♪

- Eggs and legs.

- Carving station's legit.

♪

- You said you wanted to know where it goes.

- Where what goes?

[whirring]

[cheering]

♪

- It's not enough to sell a DA.

- Mm.

Can we grab another round of mimosas?

- Can I have some change?

Thank you.

Is that enough?

♪

- [sighs]

♪

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- Mr. Varna needs help with his clubs.

- You want to handle it from the trunk.

That way, you don't disturb this right here.

This is called a root ball.

- Tree's got a sack.

- Fine, yes, it's a sack,

which is why you should protect it more.

Okay? - What do you use for backfill?

- Peat moss.

- Hmm.

- Hey, we're open to suggestions.

- I mean, I like bone meal, personally.

- That sounds nasty.

- Makes them grow.

- Like, human bones?

- You should see my tulips.

- Damn.

- Ohh.

You do know that these are at-risk kids, right?

- Yeah, amazing.

- Yeah, but you just sent him on a murder spree

in the name of gardening, so...

- But the city's gonna look great, so...

- [laughs] Okay.

I--I didn't think you'd come.

- I didn't think councilmen actually did anything.

- Oh, we try not to.

No, this is more of a campaign promise.

You know how that goes.

- What's your brother think?

- Cousin.

- Whatever.

- I'm not him.

It's just a choice, right?

- Not always.

- Why are you here, Elizabeth?

- I just want to plant a tree.

- Now you're stuck here.

- Yo, Councilman!

- Coming.

- Hi.

Thank you. - Sure.

- Ready when you are.

- I don't even know why I'm here.

- Is it Bring a Total Stranger to Work Day?

- Next week.

- Then you must have broken the law.

- That's cute.

- How'd it start?

- Huh?

What's this? - It's not money.

- Don't know anything about that, my friend.

- Oh, really? 'Cause your club's

got more of it than toilet paper.

- It's n--

it's not my club.

- It's his, right?

- That's why he should be here and not you.

- He's not a bad guy.

- What kind of guy is he?

[guitar music]

- Liquor.

Cigarettes.

Whatever the kids would buy.

Then we got into gift cards.

Applebee's, Chili's, Michael's, Bed Bath & Beyond.

Man, we hit a Triple-B so hard once,

they had to stop giving out all those coupons.

♪

Then his doctor bills kept coming in and coming in.

Heart medications. All these boner pills.

And that's--that's when we started knocking off

the pharmacies.

You know, xanny bars, those patches with the fentanyl?

♪

Yeah.

[crying]

Nursing homes ain't cheap.

And that man treated me like his own grandson.

[crying]

If it wasn't for him, I'd still be in Philly

selling fireworks out of my damn trunk.

[crying]

Did I dabble in hillbilly heroin, and some other things?

Oh, yeah.

Guilty as charged.

[crying]

- You haven't been charged.

- Then lock me up.

- Actually, for anything you confessed.

- [sniffs]

That's why this country's great.

People care about people.

♪

[crying]

♪

Who the hell is that?

- Wedding?

- Bris.

- Mm, quite a turnout.

- It's apparently quite a penis.

- Thanks for getting us that guy, by the way.

- Oh, yeah. Anything good?

- Oh, my God. Tons.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

Confessed to pretty much every crime.

- Wow. - Except for anything

having to do with your gang buddy.

- Well, those guys all protect each other.

- This guy pretty much gave up everyone he's ever worked with.

- Well...

he's lying.

- Remember after boot camp,

when I asked you to get a juice?

- Mm-hmm. - And you said you had

to pick up the kids?

- Right.

- Did you really have to?

- You want to get a juice? Let's go get a damn juice.

- They're rounding you all up tomorrow.

- It's not over yet.

- Dave wants to go home.

- What do you want?

- Just pick a side.

[crickets chirping]

[car engine approaches]

- [chuckles]

Look who got her head in the game.

- I didn't do it for you.

- Aww. That hurts.

Hmm.

Be for real with me. Who's more fun?

- It's all there.

- Me? Or your van people?

- What do you think?

[police siren in distance]

[dramatic music]

[police sirens blaring]

- That's a wrap.

♪

♪

.

- Hey, I'm not gonna make weight.

- You got me this new stove.

I gotta try all the burners.

- Don't make me regret it. - The old one worked fine.

- Yeah, if you didn't need to use the oven.

[chuckles] - Taste that.

- All right, it's going back. - [gasps]

Don't you--don't you dare. - [laughs]

[police scanner chatter]

- That's him.

[muffled chatter]

- Come on, man. - Ten years.

- Dude, if this is a bar,

I'd card you. - Stop.

- You want to lock it in with R-Cubed.

- Uh-huh. - Rejuvenate, refresh, rewind.

- Hey, baby.

- Buzzkill. - Beth?

- You look so young, she probably didn't recognize you.

- Right. - Come here.

- Excuse me, boys.

They're leaving soon, I promise.

Ride got a late start, 'cause Vance was at some conference.

Is that--

is that okay?

- We got him.

- Him him?

[exhales]

- I call dibs. - You can't do that.

- Just did. - Well, then I call rank.

- I got a better angle on him. - What's that?

- These. - [laughs]

Means nothing. - To that guy?

- It'll get you about as much as this.

- I think he's more into these than that.

- Trust me. You never know.

- Okay, rock-paper-scissors. - Fine.

- Still using these. - Sure.

If you can find 'em.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Private meeting. No one's allowed in.

- We are. - 'Cause of this.

- Under orders. - So are we.

- Mine are from above. - Ours are above your above.

- Uh, you can't-- you can't go in.

You--

- Where is he?

- He walked.

- What? - That's impossible.

- DA didn't charge him.

Guess there's someone above all of us.

[mid-tempo music]

♪

- You owe me. - Add it to the list.

♪

So, what do we do about her?

- Well, not what you want to do.

- Don't see any other way.

- That's why you got me, brother.

- Cousin. - [laughs]

Right. - Right.

- You hungry?

[car engine turns]

♪

Put on your seatbelt.

.

- [blows]

What you know about mail fraud?

- It's bad. - Mm-hmm.

Get you five years bad. How about tax evasion?

- Real bad. - 10 to 20.

What about inappropriate behavior with an exotic animal?

Swear to God, something with a hedgehog.

- Why are you asking me this?

- 'Cause you add all that up,

that's how long Gene is out of our lives.

- Ding, dong.

- You know what this means?

- Yeah. The witch is dead.

That's why I said, "Ding, dong."

- We're free, baby.

- How's it feel, boo?

- [sighs]

I feel like the luckiest sonofabitch alive.

What?

- The hedgehog might have you beat.

- Yeah.

Not alive anymore.

- Left or right?

- Left.

- What? - I'm sorry.

Right? I mean right.

- It's the right side. It has way less lines.

- You look great.

- It's only 'cause "The System" works.

And I can do it anywhere.

Like, I could do it in Nevada.

- How much does all this cost?

- I mean, you--

I think you have to think of it as an investment, right?

'Cause we're getting in at the ground floor,

but who knows where this thing could go.

- Only up.

- Really?

- Yeah. Now that you're a part of it.

- Thanks.

Um, all right, I'm gonna go see Vance.

He wants to go over the products one more time

before I meet corporate.

- Okay. - All right.

Obviously the right side. - Go.

Go. - I won't be late.

- [screams] - Shh.

You'll wake the kids.

- I didn't have a choice.

- Yeah, you did.

- No, they were gonna-- - You just didn't choose me.

- Please don't hurt my kids.

- I ain't gonna hurt nobody.

- But I turned you in.

[soft dramatic music]

♪

- Got you something.

- New gig?

- Promotion.

- More like reward.

- [chuckles]

They're all the same.

♪

- Could have had my back.

- I did.

- How? I'm the one who ended up

doing the six-month stretch, cousin.

- Brother.

- Got banned from the gym.

- Don't need it.

- Trainer dropped me. - You don't need that either.

- Oh, yeah?

What do I need?

- Stolen clubs.

Liquor from the bar.

Register at the pro shop.

♪

- Why?

- Now they trust me.

- Now they'll believe anything you tell them.

We can do whatever we want.

♪

- They'll never see us coming.

♪

[mid-tempo music]

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