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Morning.

- Mm-hmm.

- Want me to top off your coffee?

About to brew some.

Them Colombian beans make me panic shit,

but I will brew 'em if that's what you're drinking.

- I'm fine. I've had my fill.

- Hey, Beej.

I've been doing everything I can to get us back to normal.

Okay?

I've been doing joke arounds,

I've been watching food documentaries like you like.

I don't know what else I can do.

- I think at this point,

it's up to me to decide what to do next.

- Like leave?

BJ.

It will never happen again.

You know it won't.

I regret this more than anything in my whole life.

- I swallow a lot.

But this...

this might be something I can't choke down.

Now if you'll excuse me...

to clear my head, I need to blade.

- ♪ Praise ♪

♪ Praise ♪

- Wanted to take a moment before we leave to let you know

how much we appreciate all you done for us.

- You guys did such a good job straightening us out,

we're ready to go tackle life all by ourselves.

- They're reformed. They're ready to fuck.

We fixed 'em.

- I think it happened when we dressed them up,

gave 'em haircuts.

- Crying 'cause we're leaving, Judy?

- No, dummy!

I'm crying about very sad shit going on in my own life.

- She is crying 'cause of us.

Women don't have control over their emotions.

It ain't their fault.

- You know what? I'm not even gonna correct you.

'Cause all y'all are now is so much better

than when y'all were Boogaloo Bois

just a little while ago.

- They can't go, Eli! It ain't safe!

- What about Peter?

There's no telling what he might do.

- We want no part of anything he has to offer.

So we'll be fine, Uncle.

- How are you boys plannin' on going?

- Can you still give us a ride, Cuz?

- Oh, that's right.

I did say I'd give you a ride, didn't I?

Well then.

Here you go.

- ♪ Redeemer ♪

- Seeing as how we're cool cousins again,

I thought it only fair that I give y'all my monster truck.

Huh.

- Now she ain't street-legal, so stay in your lane.

Yes!

- ♪ Redeemer ♪

♪ Redeemer ♪

- Oh, baby. Don't be sad.

You'll see 'em real soon. - No, it's not that.

I instantly regret giving it to 'em.

My monster truck was far too giant a gesture.

- ♪ Redeemer ♪

- You know her, you love her,

but did you know today,

she becomes our assistant youth pastor?

Let's give a whoop-whoop to Taryn, y'all!

All: Whoop-whoop!

- What happened to Keefe?

- I think you know what happened to Keefe, Maxwell.

Don't even know why you're asking that, so.

Keefe got canned.

Oh, yeah? Is that funny?

Keefe didn't get canned, okay?

He is leaving us to pursue other opportunities.

So... not even sure why you keep bringing that up.

- My name is Taryn and I look forward to sharin'...

- Aw. - All my love with y'all.

And it's my birthday!

Let's go!

- ♪ Whoa, don't be acting like ♪

♪ He ain't the king with the crown ♪

♪ Walk in, any situation, make it on and shut it down ♪

♪ Yeah, don't be acting like

♪ That royalty don't come attached, baby ♪

♪ It's a package deal, two-for-one ♪

♪ Yeah, give me that ♪

♪ Whoo, tell 'em that survivin' is the new way ♪

♪ Yeah, haters gotta finish him ♪

♪ No, bitch ♪

♪ Yeah, they in the draw, can't figure it out ♪

- My client is asking for a settlement of $500,000

for damages and emotional distress.

- And if we don't pay?

- Then we don't keep it confidential.

I tell the whole church that this adulterous whore

fucked my husband.

- You wish, honey. We barely got to second base.

You need to get your facts straight.

Stephen, tell her.

Tell her we didn't fuck.

- Judith, zip the lips.

- Don't silence me!

- Well, whatever happened,

it's probably twice as bad as what you

and failure of a man admit to.

Hush, Stephen.

Now don't you start, too.

Just sit there quiet like a little dog.

Ooh-wee.

Look at you.

Ice cold, baby.

An even shitter bitch

than Stephen said you were.

- Judy, shush your mouth.

We will, of course, have to discuss this.

I'm sure you understand.

- We expect your response promptly.

- Tick-tock.

Let's go.

- Judy. - Just... I'm gonna walk them out.

- Judy.

- Fucking kill you in your sleep!

Cut your fucking head off and scalp you.

I mean, goddamn, Judy.

Can't you show a fucking ounce of restraint

for once in your life?

- Lick my dick, Jesse!

Just pay the heifer and be done with it!

- Our best course of action is to play nice.

Not only will we have to pay them,

I suggest you also make a personal apology.

- Thanks, Martin, but no thank you.

- You're doing it.

You're gonna hold your nose,

you're gonna kiss that bitch's smelly ass

for the good of the church.

You're taking the L.

- That's a nah, son, from me. No L.

- Kiss that smelly B, Judy.

- No! - Take the L.

- We can pay them, but I'm not doing an apology on them.

- We're gonna overpower you with repetition.

Both: Take the L! Take the L! Take the L! Take the L!

Take the L! - Okay!

I'll take the fucking L!

- I commissioned a fella outta Brussels.

He's also done a DMX

and Fred Astaire dancing with a vacuum cleaner.

- Wow.

With Judy pulling her bullshit, now is the time to show Daddy

who's putting in that real work.

- Yeah, well, fuck Judy and her troubles.

If she don't get her ass in line,

we make a hologram out of her too, now.

- Mm. - Come on, let's go look at it

from the nosebleeds.

- Only thing I'm worried about is, you know,

Daddy can get real cagey

when it comes to people trying to make money off of Mama.

I can see him shutting this whole damn thing down

'cause he thinks it's disrespectful.

- Well, she's my sister.

She's your mama.

He don't own her. We own her, too.

And look here. I'm giving you a walking, talking Aimee-Leigh.

You got people leaving this church.

This is the answer.

- I mean, this thing costs a shit ton of money.

You ain't really giving me anything.

- How 'bout I throw my mentorship in for free?

- I think I'm good. I don't need no mentor.

- Everybody needs a mentor. - I don't.

- Especially you. You more than anybody I know.

- Nope. - Yes, you are.

And I'ma be yours. - No, you're not.

- Yes, I am. - No.

- You need to calm the fuck down.

That's my first piece of mentor advice to you.

And look here.

'Cause I'm helping you out,

you gon' help me out too, now.

You gon' be pick up my quiz show, "Bible Bonkers."

- Oh, come on now.

This is starting to feel like a fuckin' shakedown.

- Well, you change your mind,

I'll just unplug your mama

and I'll sell her to one of them sex shows over in Bangkok.

Them boys'll hack a program real quick.

Make your mama do all kinds of nasty stuff.

- You dirty dog.

- Come on, Jesse.

Now, let's just do a demo for the family

and your daddy, huh?

He ain't gonna be able to say no

once he sees his wife singing again.

Look here.

- Hey, there! Keefe!

Keefe!

- Oh, brother Kelvin.

What, uh...

what are you doing here?

- Just checking in on my man.

They got you working like a mule, son.

- Yeah, Brooks is a master carpenter.

A true artisan.

He's taught me a lot in the ways of hard woods.

Wow. I'm so impressed!

Master carpenter!

He makes stuff from sticks.

Yay. Cool.

- Jesus was a carpenter, too.

- I'm well aware, Keefe.

But Jesus did way more than just that.

If his whole thing was about being a carpenter,

no one would care.

It's the miracles and stuff that are notable.

Not the carpentry.

So have you found happiness?

You doing good here?

- I have.

I am.

- That's so great to hear.

You know, 'cause I was...

worried that you might regress without my guidance.

But no, it looks like you got it all figured out here

and don't need my help at all.

- How's everything with you, brother?

- I am slaying.

Taryn just took over as assistant youth pastor.

She's a total star.

Everybody loves her.

Having so much fun.

Seamless transition. No one misses you at all.

- I hate to be curt,

but I really got to get back to work.

- Okay.

I would not want to keep you.

- Good.

- What am I looking at here?

Retired Daddy sitting on a bucket

with a fishing pole.

That's hilarious.

It's giving me life, dude. I love it.

- I'm trying to find what I like doing

besides running a church.

I'm struggling. - Hmm.

- Always worked so much,

I never got any hobbies.

I'm just a bore.

You ain't a bore, Daddy.

Come on.

Daddy, I, um...

I need to tell you something.

- Oh, God.

- I had a no-sex affair

with the guitar player from my touring band.

And his wife found out.

And now she wants a bunch of money

in order to not tell people.

- What the fuck, Judy?

- Daddy, I know.

I know, I know, okay?

- What does BJ think? - It's not good, Daddy.

Come on. Can we just pay her?

Nothing like this is ever gonna happen again.

I promise that.

I learned from this experience. I learned a lot from it.

Honest to God, Daddy, please.

- I don't want to talk about this.

I just wanna fish.

Please.

Could you fucking kids just please...

Please figure out your lives?

I'm not good at this. Your mama was. Not me.

You're on your own. You pay her.

With my own money?

So now you're not even gonna talk to me?

You're just gonna look out at your fucking fishing pole?

Yo, I'm talking to you!

Bye, Daddy. I'm leaving.

Yep, not even gonna say goodbye.

I hate you.

What the hell?

Come on!

- Hey, hey! - Hey! Surround 'em!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Where'd you boys get this?

Did you steal it?

Yes, sir.

We stole it right out from under their stuck-up noses!

- They stole it!

Straight from the devil!

Yeah!

- Who knows what the Gemstone Salvation Center

can do for you.

Janice and Tall Jay have enrollment packages over there.

Go over there, please.

Just go. Don't look at me.

Oh, God.

- Come on. - Is he crying over there?

- Yeah, he's fucking leaking.

- I'd cry, too.

He's a cuckold. His wife cheated on him.

- Hey, BJ.

For what it's worth,

I think it's pretty fucked up what Judy did to you.

It's not right.

She can be a pretty selfish person sometimes.

I'm sorry.

- I appreciate it, Jesse.

- You gonna confront the guy? - Maybe.

I just don't think I can move through life

knowing that a guy named Stephen did this to me.

- You want my advice?

You want to restore the power?

You fight this motherfucker.

You knock his dick in the dirt and you show him who's the man.

All right, show us your punch. Sock that fuckin' bag for me.

Mm. - Ah, shit.

Ah, I think I broke my wrist.

- I think that motherfucker was limp to begin with.

All right. Come on, now.

I want you to pop this bag!

Don't stop at the bag. Punch through the bag.

Aim for that wall there right behind it.

- Yeah, one solid punch will make your jaw broke easy.

Right on the button.

- You knock him in his fucking jaw

and turn them lights out.

Rock-a-bye, baby. - That's right.

- Wouldn't that be great? - Come on.

- KO'd in one punch? - Mm-hmm.

- Just come in and go...

"Good afternoon, Stephen.

"You thought my wife liked you?

"She likes me, bro.

She was mistaken when she thought she liked you."

Ah!

- I need you to put your fucking anger into this.

Tell the bag what's up, all right?

Don't be saying she was mistaken

when she thought she liked you.

Pop this motherfucker! - Yeah.

- You piece of shit.

I'm not a piece of shit, you are!

Just thought you could dry-ride my wife?

You freaking animal!

Just trying to cum and... - Stay focused.

Don't talk about cum. Tell him who the fuck you are.

- Mm-hmm. - I'm Ben Barnes.

Benjamin Jason.

- You go off, Queen.

Fucker.

- I'm Benjamin Jason! - There you go.

- I'm there for my wife emotionally, spiritually,

and freaking sexually!

I get rock hard whenever she needs it.

You think you're some hot-body homewrecker?

I'll wreck your fucking face!

- Yes! - There you go!

- Now don't tell him he's hot. Don't give him compliments.

But everything else besides that was working great.

- Yeah, I liked the wordplay stuff you did

relating homewrecking to wrecking his face.

That was clever.

- You know, as church leader,

technically, I shouldn't be involved

in this Judy-inspired bullshit.

But if you are gonna face him, I suggest you take these.

- Ooh. - Mm.

- Knucks.

Stylish, stealthy, effective.

- Mm.

- Slide 'em on, slide 'em off.

You want that fight to be over quick?

You hit him with these little fuckers.

- A weapon? - Yeah.

And once you've knocked him out and you're standing above him,

finish him off with a goddamn one-liner.

Something dope, like...

How you like me now?

Yeah, yeah.

- How you like me now?

- No, no, no, BJ.

How you like me now?

- You won. Let him know. And then you spit on him.

That's how you win in the game of mens.

- So open his mouth and spit in his mouth?

- Uh, just on him.

Just... just a general disrespect of spitting.

Yes!

- Yes.

Yes!

- Yes!

- Judy?

- Oh. Sup?

I was just reading a mag here in the service entrance.

Definitely not following you.

But you know, since you want to be all nosy

and say my name and shit,

can I holler at you for a second?

- About what?

The absolute mess that you have made?

I hate to say it, but I told you so.

- Bitch, I know.

Okay? Duh.

My shit sucks right now.

I'm going out of my fucking mind.

I'm... I feel gross,

I wish I could crawl out of my own skin.

Seems like everybody is talking about me.

And I can deal with that, but...

I don't know, it's just, um...

it's just BJ, you know?

Like, what if he don't want to work this out with me?

- Judy, why don't you join my women's prayer group?

There's a lot of women in the group

who have had very similar issues.

- Cuckolded their husbands?

Who are they?

Tell me their names.

- Why don't you just come see for yourself?

- When Chad cheated on me,

it took everything I had to forgive him.

- No offense, but, like,

I already know what you had to do

when Chad fucked that whore.

I want to know... - Judy, we do not need details

or words like that in this conversation.

- How else are you gonna say it?

When Chad fucked the skin merchant,

what did he do to make it better with y'all?

- He showed genuine sorrow and remorse...

- Uh-huh. - For what he did.

I knew the whole experience had completely broken him.

- I remember the time period

he, like, wore basketball shorts constantly.

It was disgusting.

- It wasn't good, Judy.

I lost respect for him. - Mm-hmm.

- And we've been working on that.

We're still working on that to this day.

- Yeah.

- Let me just make sure I got this straight.

The cheater has to eat massive,

big ol' piles of shit

for however long...

Until the hurt person decides they're forgiven?

Just on an arbitrary whim, they decide that?

That's the gist of this, basically?

- Basically, yes.

- Oh, my God.

- That was very well-said.

- Thank you, honey.

Fucking sucks.

- ♪ Look in the mirror, girl ♪

♪ By now you should know ♪

♪ I'm waiting as my heart beats just for you ♪

- Now, Kelvin! Let's see you flip your world up!

Go, Kelvin! Let's see you flying! Go!

Jump! Jump! All: Jump! Jump!

Jump! Jump! Jump!

- ♪ Whoa, after the rain ♪

♪ You'll see the sun appear ♪

♪ To light the way ♪

♪ Only after the rain ♪

♪ Can you hope to find true love again ♪

- Hey, I was really digging your gymnastics skills.

You're really good.

Thanks, I was just...

Working some stuff out up there.

I mean, you're pretty good, too.

- Well, I think tumbling's a great way

to introduce the kids to exercise.

- It really is.

It's like tricking a kid into eating their greens

by putting... both: Cheese on broccoli.

- Oh, my God! - What? That's crazy.

- Brother Kelvin!

Uh... knock-knock.

I'm sorry. I...

thought you'd be alone.

- Hey, Keefe.

Keefe Belief.

- Man, oh, man. What a surprise!

Hey, I mean, get in here, my dude.

Show me some love.

- I made you a chair.

I did not make one for Taryn. She doesn't get one.

- O-okay. That's cool.

Is that... is that made of wood?

- Yeah, it's w-wood.

And then I cured it with heat.

That's your name. - Very cool.

Yeah, we were just...

- Oh, uh, we were just talking the best way

to get the kids involved in physical fitness.

Taryn, a beast on the tramp.

I mean, you should check out her somersault game.

- I thought somersaults was our thing, brother.

- Somersaults are for everyone, Keefe.

- Oh, I get it.

Taryn is exactly me now.

- No, I'm my own person.

- No, you're exactly me.

By Kelvin's side. Planning physical acts.

Talking about the children.

A replicant.

- Taryn, would you give us a moment?

Keefe.

Why are you being all weird right now, hmm?

- Is it weird?

Or have you and Taryn

had physical connections with one another?

- I barely know her.

All we do is talk about tumbling and children.

We laugh.

- Like we used to.

- Keefe, you left me.

You ditched me.

If you would've said yes to Immigrant Outreach,

then we could still be dude-bros.

And what was I supposed to do?

Hmm? Just sit around, be lonely?

Wait for you to deliver some stupid rocking chair?

- My loyalties are no longer needed here, I see.

I will not disrupt what you and...

Taryn and building together.

- Ugh.

- Sounds a little bit creepy. - Creepy?

My mama? - No.

Not saying she's creepy.

Just, like, the idea of bringing her back.

What does Eli think?

- What the hell does it matter what he says?

It's not his call. It's my call.

I'm the one who runs the church.

And if I want my mama to appear in spectral form

in front of the entire congregation,

that's my choice.

What are you being a negative ninny for?

- I'm not being a negative ninny.

- Why can't you get my back?

And I would expect that from you.

I mean, I always have your back

no matter what dumb, little stuff it is, you know?

Like this system nonsense.

- Hey.

- I mean, you're spending all your time

guiding fucking wild women and strangers and meanwhile,

your husband is trying to run a fucking megachurch

with absolutely no help.

No one is helping me at all!

- Look, I'm sorry that you feel that way,

but I am proud of what I have accomplished.

It makes me feel good to contribute,

to-to have something that's mine, my own thing.

- Okay, well, news flash, Amber.

Your thing doesn't matter. My thing does.

You're out there trying to play fucking pretend therapist

fucking farting in jars for people,

and I'm sitting here trying to figure out

how to exploit my dead mama so that people like us again!

- Think I'll take my wine upstairs.

- I would just like to say how sorry I am

for the harm that I caused your marriage

and your family.

I just hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

- I hope this hurts.

Dang, Martin.

Feeling vibes like...

like I'm a teenage girl going to the abortion clinic

in secret with her male best friend

from theater department.

How come it's just you here and not my brothers?

- Mm, I thought it might be best if you did this alone.

Easier, as well.

- You know, I'm just shocked they didn't demand to be here.

Shove my face in humble pie a little bit.

- I told them it was on Tuesday.

Thanks, Martin.

- It's all right. - Mm.

- Now, now. It's all right.

- ♪ High upon a lonely ledge ♪

♪ A figure teeters near the edge ♪

♪ And jeering crowds collect below ♪

♪ To egg him on with, "Go, man, go!" ♪

♪ But who will ask what led him ♪

♪ To his private day of doom ♪

[knuckles crack] ♪ And who will answer? ♪

♪ If the soul is darkened ♪

♪ By a fear it cannot name ♪

♪ If the mind is baffled ♪

♪ When the rules don't fit the game ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Who will answer? ♪

♪ Hallelujah! ♪

♪ Hallelujah! ♪

♪ Hallelujah! ♪

- Can we get this show on the road, Jesse?

People have lives.

- Look, we ain't doing shit until Daddy gets here.

This is primarily for his benefit, anyway.

- Oh, there he is.

Speak of the devil and the devil appears.

- Don't be saying Daddy's the devil, now.

- Oh.

- Come on, Daddy-boy and Aunt May-May.

Come on and take a seat right here in the front.

- Sup, Daddy-boy?

- He ain't saying nothing to you, Judy.

This is my thing. - I'm just saying hi!

- What I'm gonna show you tonight

is gonna blow your fucking brains out, okay?

Remember miracles are real.

- They're real now.

- Okay, go on. Give me some space.

This is my moment. Go on.

It is no mystery that the road we have been traveling on

has been bumpy as of lately.

But I have a solution.

Now, seeing as I'm the only minister here

who's doing a fucking thing...

Fuck you.

- I feel that I need some backup.

I need somebody that's never let us down,

who will always will know the right thing to say.

Without further ado, Uncle Baby Billy,

begin the presentation.

- Y-you bet I will! I'ma begin the presentation.

But first... - No, no. No but firsts.

- Yes.

But first, my favorite nephew, Jesse Gemstone,

has ordered Baby Billy's "Bible Bonkers"

straight to series!

- Oh, yeah. - It's a go.

- That's enough.

- It's gonna be quiz show fun for the whole family!

- Stop saying more stuff, Baby Billy.

Go sit down. - It's a million-dollar idea.

- Shh, shh! - It's one million dollars.

- Again. Watch, everyone. Pay attention.

Shut the fuck up.

- Hey, y'all!

Boy, I've missed worshipping with you!

I'm so glad we get to do that today.

It's been a while. What's new with you?

Have you been talking to Jesus?

How 'bout we pray to Him right now?

Dear Heavenly Father,

we thank You for bringing us all here together.

We are humbled by Your glory, yes, we are.

Your love gives us strength and fills us with joy.

Continue to use us...

- You made Mama into a Force ghost?

- Yes, I did.

- Amen.

Now who wants to hear some more singing?

- I performed a damn Mama miracle.

Like Jesus Christ, she has risen again.

- ♪ The old country lane ♪

♪ Still looks the same ♪

Jesse!

You're making Daddy cry! Turn it off!

- Hush, Judy. Those are tears of joy.

Those are happy tears.

- Oh, please turn this off. I don't want to see it.

- Eli, don't be scared. It's just Aimee-Leigh.

- Daddy, that ain't no Babadook, that's Mama.

- It's darkness. I won't even watch.

- I hate this. - Why, Jesse?

- Because we don't have what it takes!

We fucking suck together!

I'm trying to make us more appealing!

- Well, that's not gonna happen

if you are constantly trying to hog the fucking spotlight!

Dude, everybody knows that

I'm the talent in this family since Mama died.

- I got more talent in my pubes

than you do in your entire being.

- You could quit right now today

and nobody would care.

- You're the girl who isn't even supposed to be here.

You're an add-on.

- No, you're an add-on.

- You're both add-ons!

Baby Billy and I worked very hard

on this special media presentation

and you're ruining it!

- Guess what?

Mic drop.

I quit!

- Okay. I quit, too.

I don't want to work with y'all, either.

- All right.

Well, toodle-fuckin'-loo to both of you.

Look at us! Look at us here!

Huh, Daddy? You see?

This is exactly what I have to deal with all the time!

Two worthless sacks of shit that do nothing

but weigh me down and keep me from shining!

- I don't care.

You've turned your mother into a damn carnival attraction.

Shut it off!

- Fine. Baby Billy, shut it down.

- I'm trying to turn it off.

- Turn it off, Jesse!

- We are!

Hit the button, god damn it!

- God! - Turn it off!

- Fucking shut it off. - Hey. Unplug it.

- Knock it off! - Stop it, now!

- Whoo! ♪ Y'all gon' make me... ♪

- ♪ Up in here, up in here ♪

♪ Y'all gon' make me go... ♪

- Plug it back in, man. - ♪ Up in here, up in here ♪

Turn it off, turn it off!

- ♪ Y'all gon' make me act a... ♪

- No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, no! No!

No, no, no, no!

It's a loaner!

- Shame on all of you.

Why do you gotta be so thoughtless all the time?

- Save the lecture and hit the bricks.

Get to steppin', bitch!

- Your daddy's done a lot for the three of you.

Maybe you should show him some more respect.

Get her.

Y'all get her.

- Whoo!

- How you like me now?

How am I to you now?

- Open the door!

It's BJ Barnes, son!

I know you're in there!

Texting Judy invitations!

One last time?

How 'bout I show you one last time?

- ♪ When it's over ♪

♪ There's no peace of mind ♪

♪ Just a longing for the way things should have been ♪

♪ And she wonders ♪

♪ Why some men never find ♪

♪ That a woman needs a lover and a friend ♪

♪ And he'll tell her ♪

♪ He's working late again ♪

♪ But she knows too well there's something going on ♪

♪ She's been neglected ♪

♪ And she needs a friend ♪

♪ So her trembling fingers dial the telephone ♪

♪ Lord, it hurts her ♪

♪ Doing this again ♪

♪ He's the best friend that her husband ever knew ♪

♪ When she's lonely ♪

♪ He's more than just a friend ♪

- What the fuck?

- How you like me now?

- ♪ Daytime friends and nighttime lovers ♪

♪ Hoping no one else discovers ♪

♪ Where they go, what they do ♪

♪ In their secret hideaway ♪

♪ Daytime friends and nighttime lovers ♪

♪ They don't want to hurt the others ♪

♪ So they love in the nighttime ♪

- Hiyah!

- ♪ And shake hands in the light of day ♪

♪ When it's over ♪

♪ There's no peace of mind ♪

♪ Just a longing for the way things should have been ♪

♪ And she wonders ♪

♪ Why some men never find ♪

♪ That a woman needs a lover and a friend ♪

♪ Daytime friends and nighttime lovers ♪

♪ Hoping no one else discovers ♪

♪ Where they go ♪

- Get the fuck out of here.

You lost, bitch.

- BJ?

I made dinner.

Are you okay?

Oh, my God.

- I hope you like me now.

- ♪ Judy ♪

♪ Judy, Judy, Judy, Judy ♪

♪ Heaven has a place for Mrs. Judy ♪

♪ With dominoes and swimming holes ♪

♪ And undergarment catalogues ♪

♪ Anything for little Mrs. Judy ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Judy ♪

♪ Judy, Judy, Judy, Judy ♪

♪ She's had a ball, she's seen it all ♪

♪ Sweet Judy ♪

♪ Dancing in her wedding dress ♪

♪ She's friends with everyone she's met ♪

♪ 'Cause everyone's in love with Mrs. Judy ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Judy ♪

♪ Judy, Judy, Judy, Judy ♪

♪ Don't you know they're coming for you soon? ♪

♪ Whip-poor-wills and sleeping pills ♪

♪ Can't get you out of prison cells ♪

♪ Don't you be afraid, sweet, little Judy ♪