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Nora: Previously on "moonshine".

- You guys are super behind on your taxes.

Which is what led me to you guys in the first place.

- I quit. - (both laugh)

Ryan: Dharma. It's like your purpose, right?

Crystal: Well, hello, dharma.

Nora: It's come to my attention

That I may be a serial relationship wrecker.

It's got me thinking about taking a critical gaze

Back at myself. Duck bong guy,

Where did we go wrong? - Oh hey, hot stuff.

- Is the naked dude your boyfriend?

- I actually don't know what he is.

- Screwing him is one thing.

Getting into business with him is next level risky.

- I will find your bio mom for you.

- It's the letter she left with me.

It's gotta mean something.

- You are looking at the newest member of the fcba.

- You did this? Gale: I can be very persuasive.

♪ never could believe the things you do to me ♪

Sammy: Someone once described bingo

As the morgue's waiting room.

A place for geriatric chain smokers

To gamble their way into the void.

(dauber squishes)

♪ 'cause baby, I believe that you're a star ♪

It's a game of chance, much like life.

The cosmic pursuit for existence.

Woman: I need a pink dauber!

♪ making love to you is such a thrill ♪

Sammy: 75 balls collide in a dance of total nonsense

Until one lucky dude wins the race.

Yeah, it's a procreation metaphor.

♪ satisfied

Thousands of sperm.

One egg.

It's a miracle any of us were born at all.

In a few hours, this place will be full.

Everyone's a winner, 'til they're not.

Bingo.

♪ this is my life, this is my life ♪

♪ this is my life, my life ♪

♪ this is my life, this is my life, ♪

♪ this is my life, my life ♪

♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter, waves lap)

(snoring softly)

(running footsteps approach)

- Oh, make yourself at home. - Oh, jesus.

Did you start using that natural deodorant again?

The real stuff might cause cancer, but at least it works.

- Did you swing by to make me feel bad about my natural funk?

- Yes.

And I need clothes.

Ter and I have a double date tonight...

With his partner and her boyfriend.

I need something classy, but boring.

Think "the most fun teller at the bank."

- Oh, I'd be happy to help you pretend to be an adult.

- (chuckles) - dinner thing?

- Bingo night at the shore club.

Can't all date the leader of the pack.

- Can I please enjoy my afterglow for 5 minutes,

Without your judgment?

- Sorry, not my biz. You do you.

And the biker. - Thank you, and I will.

Did you hear thirsty katie finally gave rhian

Her coveted golden clam? - Yeah.

Heard something else.

- I thought you were done. - I didn't say anything.

- Ugh, stop fake biting your tongue.

You're gonna spit it out anyway.

- So, (huffs)

Thirsty katie's real estate billboard...

Got vandalized last night.

Totally defaced. Now, I gotta admit, joel looks better.

But... Still.

- You don't know that was gale?

- And yet you immediately jump to that conclusion?

Weird coincidence that katie suddenly does a 180?

- Well, I guess it's no weirder than a biker

Renovating his cinder block clubhouse.

Even outlaws deserve marble countertops.

- He's going with three-inch maple.

- Oh. - And...

This is the end of this conversation.

- Fine. You're going to bingo night, right?

I might need someone to sneak off and do shots with me,

So I don't blow my brains out.

Lidia?

(indistinct laughing)

Oscar: (sighs)

- Switch! (water trickles)

You do like working here though, right?

- Like it? Pfft. I was so stressed out at my old job,

I was getting pressure headaches that can cook rice.

Now, I get to give a goddess a foot massage.

- (chuckles) - my life is a 24-7 vacay.

- Well, when you're not on vacay,

Maybe you can find some time in those 24-7

To fix the faucet in cabin 2?

I've got those competitive cyclists checking in

This afternoon, and they're just, they're very particular.

- Must've slipped my mind.

I've just been very busy with all the accounting stuff.

And upgrading the reservation system.

- All very useful. And appreciated.

It's just that, you know,

Dad and I used to do all the handyman stuff together

And now that he's retired, and...

- Say no more.

- Unless you don't think you can, you know,

Because not all men are capable in the arts

Of material trades and...

Your hands are very soft. - They are not that soft.

- It's just, it's a lot.

I can't do it all, you know, with juggling management,

And-and creating human life from nothing!

You know, some days, it's a lot and...

(sighs)

I swear to god, if you disclose what I am about to tell you,

To anyone, I will drown you in this foot bath.

But I'm just, I'm feeling a little bit in over my head

Without mom and dad, and... Lidia.

And, I just need to know that you can handle this.

- You know what? Not only do I have your feet, my love,

But I have your back, too.

I'm gonna go kick that sink's ass.

Right now!

- That's my handyman! (military drumming)

That was hot.

(beads jingling)

Ryan: Little brother! - Yo.

- I've been looking for you all day.

- At the club setting up bingo.

- Well, I've been setting up somethin', too.

I've been doing a lot of processing about your bio mom.

- Why? - I've been working on a weird theory

About the fish symbol on the letter. You ready for it?

- I... Maybe? - Okay.

Your mom was either a fisherwoman

Who delivered the fresh catch or...

A mermaid. - Huh.

- Think about it!

That's why you can hold your breath so long under water!

Hey, come on, sammy, that was funny!

(hand thuds on counter)

- I think I'm... I'm gonna stop searching.

- What? But we were just getting started.

- Terry didn't find a dna match.

And-and I looked at the fish thing, it's just some...

Ancient greek symbol.

I couldn't find anything with the groovy wheels though.

So, that's two dead ends and no other leads.

But I think I may need to make peace with the fact

That I may never find her. Okay?

And-and at this point, what would it change, anyway?

- If she's a mermaid, a lot!

Did you ask mom and dad if they know anything

About the weird fish symbol?

- They're taking a vacation for the first time in 30 years

I'm not, I'm not bothering them with this.

- Okay, well, sammy, if you ask me, and I know you did not,

You're letting an epic journey of self-discovery

Slip through your fingers! - Ryan... Let it go.

- Well, I'm here if you change your mind!

- Okay, thank you! - Anytime!

- 'k!

- Do I have a smurf tongue? Be honest. Ah!

- Yeah, ryan, you have a smurf tongue.

- Yeah!

(upbeat rock music)

Nora (on radio): Rugburn, ice packs,

A spatula mark on my ass. - (chuckles)

That is what we call good punishment.

(radio clicks off) - hey, ter!

- Hey!

- I'm stoked for tomorrow night.

My psychic said that August was gonna be my lucky month.

Bingo, ter. - Oh, right, yes.

Uh, yeah, it's gonna be really fun.

- It'll be cool to get to know nora better. (sighs)

Although, I feel like I already know

A lot about her, and you.

- (chuckles) okay. Well,

Whatever this conversation is about, we're not having it.

Now, get your butt off my desk you're sittin' on my files.

- Okay. Okay. - (clears throat)

- Wouldn't wanna get spanked. (chuckles)

♪♪♪

(book thuds) - oh. Ah! (squeaks)

(nervous exhales, mumbling)

- All right, let's tutor it up and get you a ged!

(chuckles) you don't have to raise your hand.

- Oh. Okay.

Sorry, I didn't know that.

Got a strike one I guess, huh?

- You're tweaking. I get it.

I've been in sat prep since I was 13.

I basically live in anxiety during practice tests.

- Hmm.

- Just gotta find a way to shake it off.

Like meditation or--

- Ooh, or like how I have this jar, and I, and I...

Scream my-my fears, and my sads,

And my angers into it,

And then, I seal it up tight and put it in the freezer?

- Maybe you should spend the $20 you gave me on therapy.

(both chuckle) - I just...

I don't know, I'm not a very schooly person,

You know, like... Ah. - Who told you that?

Talk about confirmation bias. - Confir-- what?

- Crystal, the placement test is tomorrow, right?

♪♪♪

Lesson 1: How to cram.

You got this.

- (sighs) it's a very big book.

(chain rattles, door rumbles)

Lidia: Hola, guys! (giggles)

Robin, lookin' fresh, buddy.

You too, scowling girlfriend. - Jo-ann.

- Oh, jo-ann. (giggles)

Oh, hey! These samples just came in,

So, I figured I'd pop by with them, so.

Pop! - Ha.

- (giggles) can we chat in your office?

- Yeah.

(chains jingle)

- Oh, ow. Thank you! (giggles)

(clears throat)

I don't know how you feel about moroccan tile,

But I want you to walk in and think...Fiesta.

- (chuckles) I love it!

- Eee! I thought you would. (giggles)

Also, there's this thing my sister said...

I just wanna clarify. - Okay?

- Katie, lobster-palooza katie,

Uh, you didn't like, ha, I don't know,

It sounds totally crazy to even say out loud,

Um, vandalize her billboard on the highway into chester?

- I prefer the term... Worked over.

- So, t-that's a yes?

- A colleague asked her to reconsider her position

On the moonshine's place in the business association.

- It was very considerate,

But a strongly-worded email may have done the trick.

- You seemed pretty stoked about this yesterday.

- I-I was.

No, I-I am. I just uh...

Vandalism, threats, not really my thing.

- Noted.

Anything else? - Yeah.

This... Renovation, that's all it is, right?

A reno?

I mean, I've never...

I've never known a biker who cared what colour story

His space told before,

And given you're the first biker I've known...

- Clearly, you're the type of woman

That appreciates full disclosure.

- Yeah.

- Does this place need a little update?

Yes. - Yes. (giggles)

- Am I using the reno as a way to launder money?

Also, yes.

But you'll get a cut for your trouble, of course.

- Of course. Mm-hmm.

- Are we okay? - Yeah! Uh-huh.

And I appreciate your transparency. Very refreshing.

Uh, but I should probably just go. Oh! Okay.

(chains jingle)

Thinking about keeping these? Not really the uh,

Mod hacienda vibe we're going for.

But to be discussed. Okay. Bye-e!

- Fuck!

Laughter in the distance)

♪♪♪

Oscar: All right, sink, you've dripped your last drop.

(water plops) okay. (clears throat)

Woman: Welcome to "fix that sink!"

We will be removing the faucet lever,

The cartridge, and o-ring. - O-ring?

- But before we start...

(water gushes) - oh! Ah! Come on! (grunting)

Woman: ...Ensure it's turned off.

Remember there's no stupid mistakes, only expensive ones.

- Oh! Okay. All right. Ahhh!

Okay. All right, now what?

Okay, think oscar, come on, think, think, think!

Where do I shut this off? Is there a shutoff somewhere?

Ken: Everything copacetic?

- Oh yeah, yeah. No, no,

I'm just dealing with a pesky o-ring situation. Heh, heh.

O-rings. Am I right? - You need a hand?

- No! No, gotta be my own handyman, yeah.

Uh, quick question, though.

Do you know where the water shut-off thing is?

- Water main?

- Yes, that. Shoulda known.

(quick inhale)

- (stifled) you sure you don't need a hand?

- Nope! - (chuckles)

Come on, neil. - (neil barks)

(water dripping quickly)

♪♪♪

Come on, come on, mop.

What the heck is that?

Uh! (tool clatters)

Um...

(breathing heavily)

Rhian: What are you still doing in here?

- Ah! - I thought you said

You had accounting to do? - Uh, I'm just um,

Making sure I don't mess up your dad's tools.

- Uh, you're still gonna fix the sink

In cabin 2 though, right? - On it.

- 'k, 'cause check-in's in 20.

- Um, that might not be possible?

Hang on. No, hang on. Uh...

Rhian! Rhian!

Rhian, sweetheart! Uh, it's not as bad as you think.

Well, actually, it could be as bad as you think.

I don't know what you're thinking right now.

But remember one thing, I love you and you love me,

And I gave you a really nice foot massage earlier, so.

(door clunks open, hurried footsteps)

(door creaks and thuds)

- Oh!

(water rushes)

Oscar! (gasps)

I knew you were more than just a numbers guy.

- That's me.

- Handyman by day...

Handsy-man by night?

How'd I get so lucky?

(rhian moans lovingly)

(seagulls cry)

Gale: Day drinkin'?

- Technically, I'm on vacation.

How'd you find me? - Oh, I have my ways.

The front desk told me where you were.

Mind if I uh...

(lid clunks, bottle clinks)

(bottle cap hisses) I scared you off, didn't I?

- It was a lot of uh... New information to process.

- I didn't wanna lie to you. - I appreciate that.

- I overstepped with the katie thing.

- Think it was uh, a chivalrous gesture.

But in the future, I prefer jewellery.

- Can we start over?

Uh, separate the personal and the professional?

Let's just pretend that I work somewhere else.

Somewhere boring, like uh, like an insurance company.

- With those tats?

- I'm just a regular guy with rrsps,

And I drive a um, um... - An infiniti?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Who wants to ask you out on a date.

A real date.

- What, like right now?

- You got somethin' better to do?

(golden earring: "radar love")

♪ I've been drivin' all night my hands wet on the wheel ♪

(motorcycle rumbles)

♪ there's a voice in my head that drives my heel ♪

♪♪♪

♪ it's my baby callin', sayin', I need you here ♪

♪ and it's a half past four and I'm shiftin' gear ♪

♪♪♪

♪ when she is lonely and the longing gets too much ♪

Woo!

♪ she sends a cable, coming in from above ♪

♪ don't need no phone at all

♪ we've got a thing that's called radar love ♪

(engine roars)

♪ we've got a wave in the air ♪

♪ radar love

♪♪♪

- C'mon! Gimme a hint! Where're you taking me?

- Be right back. - (chuckles)

♪♪♪

(music fades)

Man: Ah. Ha, ha.

(fists bump)

(gale chuckles)

(envelope crinkles)

(footsteps approach)

♪♪♪

(truck whooshes)

(food wrapper crinkles)

- Maybe you should lead the convo action

Tomorrow night, you know...

Just in case I have nothing in common with uh...

With uh... - Della and ross.

You're not actually nervous about tomorrow, are you?

- Nervous? Me? No.

I made a bet with lidia that I could out-boring them.

I've been researching really interesting facts...

About cardboard. - (chuckles)

That's sweet.

- I just never know what to say to civilians.

Like, do they like music?

Stories about sexcapades gone wrong?

I could talk to them about my new show.

- New show? Way to bury the lead.

- I don't even know if it's a show.

I was just ad-libbing some stuff last week,

My producer got all excited.

I was thinking about calling it

"milk crate confessionals".

It's like recycling past dating mistakes into advice,

So people don't spend their primo boning years

In a blur of cheap wine and regret, like I did.

- Ah. (napkin crinkles)

Spanking.

- So you love it?

(terry's phone buzzes)

- Uh, I gotta go.

I'll see ya tomorrow? - Yeah, with balls on.

Bingo, ter.

- Yeah.

(footsteps recede)

- Okay, not what I was expecting.

- Oh, ha.

What'd you think, I was bringing you up here to off ya?

Dump the body?

- How'd you find this spot?

- I'm looking to expand my empire.

- Hmm.

Okay, so uh,

I have to ask you because it's been bugging me.

That sketchy dude at the gas station, what was that?

- (chuckles)

(bag rattles, envelope ruffles)

(envelope swishes)

- Truffle honey. - Mm-hmm.

- (scoffs then chuckles)

- If we're gonna do this,

We're gonna need to trust each other.

(wine burbles) keep each other's secrets.

- What, like I'm not a real blonde?

Which I totally am, by the way. (giggles)

- No, I'm thinking about that dead body at the moonshine.

I always do my due diligence

Before I get into business with someone.

- Uh, I don't know what you heard.

- That your mother did what she had to do.

Lidia, relax.

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

I just wanted you to see that your family and mine...

They're not that different.

- My mom was protecting her kids.

And then we did one, okay, maybe two...

Little drug deals to save our home.

I-I'm not judging your chosen vocation, it's just...

- Very lucrative.

You said the moonshine could use some cash,

And I'm sayin' hey...

I'm sayin' that I could use someone like you in my life.

- I'm not saying we couldn't use the money but...

No.

♪♪♪

- Oh.

No hard feelings.

♪♪♪

Oscar: There we go.

That's right. Okay.

(computer chimes)

Overdue tax installment?

No, no, no, no!

- All right, let's get this budget party started!

- Um, I'm not quite done crunching the numbers.

I just need uh, 'til end of day.

No stress. - Yes, stress,

Especially if you tell me not to stress.

Oscar, what are you looking at?

- Porn. P-pornography.

- Porn? I love porn. What kind?

- Uh...A...Lawn gnome fetish.

- Uh, you're hiding something. - No! I-I'm not.

I'm just juggling a lot of spinning to prove to you

That I could take care of these plates.

Place. (sighs)

That I could prove I could take care of you, our baby.

I just need more time. Okay? - Okay.

(door clicks, footsteps thud, door closes)

- Lidia! - (gasps)

- I uh, know you've taken a step back

From ye old moonshine, and that's great,

But I kinda maybe need you to take a couple steps forward?

Several, actually? - Why?

I already told rhian I'd help with bingo night.

- I'm not talking bingo, I'm talking...

Back taxes. - Didn't that get resolved?

I thought that's why you were investigating us?

- I got a little busy, you know,

The good old get kidnapped, fall in love,

Blow up my career, create human life sorta thing.

- Big summer. - Great summer.

Hey, do you know this place has a balance sheet

That looks like a hit and run? Red, everywhere.

- Yeah, I know, the financials aren't great.

- Look, lidia...

I need you to get me a $15k installment

By the end of the week.

- What? No...

W-we just broke even on the septic.

There, there's no money for one-ply in the outhouses,

Let alone back taxes! - I get it!

Believe me, as a low-wage government employee,

Turned no-wage moonshiner, I get it.

- Does rhian know? - No, god, no.

- (sighs)

- I don't want her stressing out more than she already is

About my ability to handle things around here.

- God, how are we supposed to come up with $15k?

Last time I saw that kinda coin

I was cashing in my kids' college fund

And handing it over to jill.

♪♪♪

- You look like you have an idea.

Care to brainstorm?

(footsteps recede)

(picture rustles)

(taps on window) (door creaks open)

- Hey, ter! You busy?

- Depends if you consider a stolen guinea hen a felony?

- Huh. Uh, just uh... Hmm,

Following up on the status of my...

Big old duffle bag full of money.

You know, the one you confiscated

When you arrested jill after the big drug-smuggling sitch?

- Oh, you mean the one that was most likely used

As a bribe to buy time to save the moonshine?

- Bribe? No!

That would be a gift for a favour.

This was more like collateral for a favour.

- That's not better.

- Also, it was all the money I had in the entire world.

Um, so, given my current state of relative unemployment--

- I found a lot of incriminating evidence

In that house, but still no duffle bag of cash.

I'm sorry.

Lidia, look, if you're in trouble, you can--

- Me? No! God, no!

No, no, no, I am totally cool.

Nothing but resourceful. Um, so--

(items clatter) ooh, no. Oh, sorry!

Could you also do me a favour and not mention this

To my family, that would be great. Okay.

Bye! - Bye. (sighs)

♪♪♪

(footsteps approach)

- How's the cram fest going?

- Oh, that. Um, you know, I'm over it.

It's just like the ged was just like, a total waste of time so.

- Yesterday, it was your primary life goal.

- Uh yeah, but then I remembered that like,

I am who I am, you know, like I'm not really an academic.

I'm more of a... A free-thinky type.

So, you know, this is why I dropped out of high school

In the first place!

- Really expect me to believe you dropped outta school

'cause you're a free-thinky type?

- Why? What did you hear?

- What could I have heard?

- (hushed) I'll tell you.

Um, okay, in 10th grade, I got involved with this guy,

And then, everyone found out and it was super humiliating,

And so, I dropped out of school.

But it was my own, stupid fault.

You know, like I never should've screwed around

With mr. Phelps. I didn't even like geography!

- He was a teacher? - Well, yeah.

But I mean, he waited until I was 16 to sleep with me.

- That's illegal! - Is it?

He taught geography, not law.

And when I was a teenager,

No one really seemed to care about that stuff,

Not even my mom when I told her.

- So, a male authority figure enticed you

Into an inappropriate relationship,

Which resulted in emotional abuse and slut-shaming.

You blamed yourself and dropped out of school,

And now, you're abandoning all your future ambitions

Because you're being triggered by that trauma?

- (thinking) I mean...

I guess, yeah?

- You're not ready to take the ged.

- See, that is what I've been saying, eleanor.

- There's something we need to do first.

♪♪♪

(seagulls cry)

(rolling door rattling)

- I'm not sure how you normally do brush-offs,

But in my experience,

You don't typically hang out together after.

- I'm here to talk business.

- Ah, the above-board bathroom tile kind,

Or the criminal activity that you're not comfortable

Being involved in? - (sighs)

I may have been a tad rash.

People are complicated. - Mm-hmm.

- I mean, just look at my family.

Sometimes they screw up and... Bury a body.

But you can't judge a book or...

A biker...

By the crimes they may or may not have committed.

- Words to live by. - Full disclosure...

My change of heart is motivated by the fact that I actually

Really do need cash for the moonshine.

Seriously considering the money laundering angle.

One time only.

How does that work again?

- (scoffs in disbelief)

Well, when the taxman asks me how we make our money,

Let's just say the truth is not our friend.

- Hmm. - We funnel our income,

Clean it, through an easily inflatable expenditure,

Something that's hard to track, like a reno.

- Yeah, the reno thing, not gonna work for me.

Takes forever. I need cash now. Like, this week, now.

- (scoffs)

(motorcycle revs in distance)

♪♪♪

- Cash transactions, hard to track, easy to inflate.

♪♪♪

How do you feel about bingo?

Gale: If your whole family's gonna be at this bingo thing,

How're we gonna hide what we're doin'?

(claps paper) - we're not.

(paper riffles)

But my family can't know.

- Is this the floorplan of the shore club?

- I drafted it. To scale.

This is my first official criminal enterprise

Planning thingy, I am not half-assing it.

I am going full ass!

This is me. (lip balm clacks)

This is you. (spark plug clunks)

Gale: You think anyone's gonna buy

That I've taken a sudden interest in bingo?

Lidia: I've come up with a whole back story,

In case anyone asks. Your mom was a bingo champ.

- Or...We use one o' my crew and then,

I meet up with you after I get the cash so...

No one gets suspicious.

- Or that. - Okay.

- Okay.

- Here's how it's gonna go down. We take the dirty money,

Lidia: Yes.

- We mix it with the clean prize money.

Make it look like the pot's really amped up.

- Best of luck! - No debit, no credit.

Don't want anyone tracking transactions.

There's a lot of money to launder,

And no one's gonna question a bigger jackpot.

- Good luck, lois. - Yeah!

Gale: Our player hands you the cash.

You mix it with yours, make it look like

You sold a ton of cards.

You fake the receipts on the back end.

- Have fun, jo-ann. Gale: Dirty money in.

Clean money out. We rig the game, jo-ann wins and...

Bingo.

Lidia: The dirty money looks legit.

♪♪♪

- Now, I'm good at a few things,

Just not that familiar with bingo.

How you plan to rig the game?

- Oh, please. I've run bingo nights since middle school.

Got a few tricks up my sleeve.

Metaphorically, 'cause I think I'm gonna wear a tank top.

(indistinct chatter)

Terry: Hey, guys. - Hey.

Woman: Hey, officer gallagher, need a spankin'?

- (laughs heartily, crowd joins in laughter)

Terry: Why don't you guys grab a table?

We'll uh, we'll meet ya in there.

Nora: Oh, what? It was a joke!

It's not like I said I was gonna peg you.

Unless you want me to.

- If you're gonna be a smart ass,

Why didn't you just stay at work?

- What is with you, ter? - Nothing.

- Whereas I have been doing the opposite of nothing,

Trying to make you happy. Cleaning my stupid apartment,

Dressing like I sell arbonne.

- I never asked you to do any of that.

- No, you didn't, because that would mean you communicated

Your feelings to me, which you are not doing, right now!

Instead, I'm trying to read your mind.

Which is going great.

- Okay, I didn't think I needed to tell you

Not to air every detail of our relationship, to the public.

That just seemed like something you should know not to do.

- Have you even listened to my show?

- I don't need to, I get a rundown from my partner

And everybody in foxton.

Goin' in. - (scoffs)

(footsteps recede)

Lidia: It's jackpot time, baby!

Get those daubers ready!

Are you ready to bingo-o-o?

(sniff 'n' the tears: "driver's seat")

(balls clacking)

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I-17. ♪ feeling all right

I-17.

♪ I'm jiving on a Saturday night ♪

Is this heaven, or do we have b-11?

B-11.

(balls clacking)

Crystal: Trash!

♪ jenny was sweet

(egg thuds and splatters) - liar!

♪ she always smiled for the people she'd meet ♪

Woo! Yeah! (eggs splat)

♪ on trouble and strife

♪ she had another way of looking at life ♪

(egg splats) suck it, mr. Phelps!

Oh my god, what do you call this again?

- Catharsis. - Oh, fricking love catharsis!

Ah! (laughs, door opens)

♪ the news is blue

- What the hell are you doing?

♪ has it a way to get to you

♪ ooh ♪ what can I do

Lidia: N-36. (dauber squishes)

I've got a fix for n-36.

(music distorts)

O...

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...65! Ha.

O-65. ♪ driver's seat

♪ yeah

- I'm callin' the cops.

- You know what? Do it.

Do it, and we will tell them

That I didn't have a father,

And my mother didn't give two ass-cracks about me,

And-and you... Took advantage

Of my disadvantageness!

But you know what? Despite that,

I'm gonna go and I am gonna get my ged,

And I am gonna show all of you!

So, go ahead! I will dial for you!

(door shuts, egg splats) wooo!

- Now how do you feel?

- Like I'm ready to take the gd, ged!

- Hell yeah, you are! (both laugh heartily)

Crystal: Woo!

♪ ooh, driver's seat lidia: I-28.

Oscar: I think that belongs to you.

I appreciate your help.

I just want you to know that I mostly have

Everything under control. - No, you don't.

Don't fill your shorts, son.

I never had it under control either.

- Oh. - This place is like a riptide.

Fight it and you drown.

You swim into it, you drown.

Trick is, let it drown ya,

Then you can just float.

- I-I don't know what that means.

- Me neither. - Oh.

But uh, I'm three hooks deep. - Hooks?

- Rum, son. Rum.

Lidia: O-69.

Get your mind outta the gutter, lois,

You dirty, dirty girl. O-69!

Ken: You'll be okay, it's just trial and error.

Mostly error. Lidia: N-41.

Ken: Keep it. It's yours.

Lidia: Anybody got bingo? No? I'll call the next number.

- Is this thing for hammering? (chuckles)

That was a, that was a joke. Sorry.

- If you want, I can show you some stuff.

- Yeah. - Just don't tell my wife.

- No. - Or rhian.

- Noooo. - Okay.

Lidia: Okay, next up, we've got an n-33.

Ken: See ya around, kid. - See ya, ken.

Lidia: Under the g-46.

Once again, right under the g,

Up to tricks, 46.

Anyone have bingo?

Could be right there on your cards, folks.

Easy to miss.

Especially when you're not looking.

(dauber squishes) - oh. (unenthusiastic)

I got it! I won.

- Name of the game is bingo! - Bingo?

- Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!

Collect your prizes at the exit.

Hey, who's ready for another round of b-I-n-g-o?!

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Lidia: You know what to do. Straight back to the clubhouse.

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Bea: That was a nice thing you did for oscar.

A complete betrayal of my trust.

But it was... Sweet.

So I'm gonna let it go.

- He needed a hand. It was no big deal.

- You gave him your most sacred possession.

Seems like a big deal, to me.

- It was just a wrench. (sighs)

- I used to worry you were gonna leave me for that wrench.

The way you used to fondle it. - Yeah, nice kid. (sighs)

He needs it more than I do.

Bea: Sammy! - Uh...

- What's the matter?

- Is it that obvious?

- I know my son's face well enough to know

When something's wrong. - (sighs)

- Uh, okay, um...

I...

I've been looking for my biological mom.

And-and I didn't wanna tell you but now I just feel bad

Because I didn't, and-and I wasn't trying to hide it

But I-- - take a breath, sweetie.

It's okay.

- It's not about finding my real parents, okay,

Because you guys are my real parents,

And-and it's not because you did anything wrong.

(fingers tap on mug)

Dad? - You know...

We always wondered if you had any questions.

We were afraid to ask.

We should've. - We didn't wanna push you.

We always thought you'd come to us.

And now you have.

- So you're not upset? - No! Never.

- I just wanna know where I came from.

And-and I didn't want you guys to think that...

I was trying to replace you. - (chuckles)

Oh, where else are you gonna find two old hippies

Up to their eyeballs in debt? Hmm?

Ken: I know it's-it's wrong, but uh...

I was always a little glad we never found her.

Even after all that looking in, you know, hospitals, police.

It would've been so hard to let you go.

I mean, impossible.

Our family wouldn't be a family

Without you, sammy.

- (sobbing)

- Do you have any... Leads?

- Yeah. (paper crinkles)

Do you have any clue what this is?

(paper crinkles)

Ken: Ah, I haven't seen this symbol in uh...

20 years.

- So you recognize it? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I think I do.

(box ruffles)

Rhian was in her "maximum security" phase,

After we let her watch "serpico".

- She tried to burn off her fingerprints.

And she built a safe room in the wood shed.

- She took a picture of every vehicle

That came into the campground.

Ah, just in case there was a murder.

Ah, here it is.

That crazy church bus.

Bea: Christ on wheels.

Well, it was basically a delivery service,

But you got the word of god instead of pizza.

- Yeah, run by a pastor and his wife.

They toured the south shore

Looking for christians on vacation.

- Well, you can't force people to go to church,

But you can chase them down in a jesus bus.

- I mean... It's hard to tell but...

Maybe she looks like me?

- It's hard to say but I see a license plate, son.

Could check it out. Maybe get a name?

It's worth a shot, huh?

♪♪♪

(bike spokes rattle)

Eleanor: All right, results day! Let's do this!

- Hey um, I'm freaking out.

I-I need some more of the uh... Catharsis.

Did you save any eggs?

- (chuckles) doesn't work like that.

It's time. Click the link. - No, but see...

If I don't click the link, then I haven't passed,

Or failed, and I am okay. Like, the "shoe dinger's" cat.

But as soon as I click the link, then I--

- Just click the link.

Click it. Click it!

- Ah! (thumb taps screen)

Huh! Rejected.

They won't even let me take the ged.

- That's because you got a 98 percent

On your placement test, crystal.

They won't let you take classes because your test score

Means you just got your diploma!

(laughs) - what?

Oh, my god!

Did I just graduate high school?

98 percent. - Yeah.

- Oh, my god!

I'm a freaking genius! - (chuckles)

- Those other idiots spent four years going to high school,

And all I had to do was throw some eggs!

(laughs ecstatically)

Well... What do I do now?

Like, getting my diploma was sort of my whole plan.

- I dunno, college?

A real career?

You can do whatever you want, crystal.

- (screams happily)

(screams)

You will jump for joy with me!

Come on!

Yeah! Ha, ha! Yes!!

Nora (on radio): Mornin' lovers.

I've got one question.

Is today gonna be another marathon of the mundane?

Or should we venture into the great unknown?

Okay, my new show, time to flash the unknown my junk.

I have been hanging on to a lot of baggage.

Mistakes.

And apparently an old decorative pillow

That smells like hash and ass.

But the time has come for a spiritual purge, people.

I'm gonna lay it all bare.

But... Don't think that you're off the hook.

If you've been hanging on to something,

Whether it be an orphaned sock from an ex,

A residual shame about the taxidermy you beat off to.

Hit me up! Share your story.

I'll show you mine, if you show me yours.

Welcome to the first official episode

Of "milk crate confessionals."

(video game sounds) ryan: Where're you goin'?

Come on!

Sammy, my man!

Crystal said I was inside too much playing video games.

This is what I call a workaround.

I talked to mom and dad. - Good for you, bro.

They cool? - Yeah, they were...

Kinda the best.

And-and dad dug up a license plate

He thinks had something to do with my birth mom.

- Detective bros back on the case?

- Yeah. - Oh! I betcha terry

Would totally run the plates for us on the dl.

Maybe see if it's registered to an address, and then we--

- Already did.

Got a name. And an address.

(paper crinkles)

- Violà arnold.

(emotional exhale) - yeah.

That could be her, ry.

That could be my birth mom.

- This is huge!

- Yeah! Yeah, it is.

♪♪♪

(footsteps crunch in the foliage)

(gale clears his throat)

So, the money is at the clubhouse,

Safe and sound.

You can um, drop by and grab your cut whenever.

- My cut? I like the sound of that.

- I have to say, for someone who didn't know

What money laundering was a day ago,

You're a natural.

- Yeah? I'm worried.

- Worried, why?

- Because I kinda loved it.

- Ah. - The thrill, the risk.

The adrenaline.

Ooh, felt like I was on drugs. - Hmm.

First-crime-high. - Hmm, technically second.

- (chuckles)

Better be careful.

You'll get hooked.

Start chasin' the dragon.

- (sighs)

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