- Previously on "Grosse Pointe Garden Society"...
- We could totally end up together!
- He's got a wife.
- He doesn't know he's adopted, does he?
I am the kid's biological mother.
You should join the baseball team.
It'd look good on your applications.
- I have arranged it
so you could invest in your dreams
and a grandbaby.
- This is straight-up blackmail.
- It's really important to Melissa
that we're all in a good place.
- I know a lot of deep-pocket people
who could help you get your car business off the ground.
- Connor was right about you.
He said you'd make me a lot of money.
- Guys, right now,
we gotta get this out of here.
- What have we done?
- I like to tell my customers
that gardening isn't just about planting seeds.
Nature is full of surprises.
- A flower isn't always just a flower.
- One sunflower is actually made up
of thousands of tiny flowers
held together on a single stalk.
- Dirt isn't just a layer of earth.
- Oh! Oh!
- It has more organisms in one teaspoon
than there are people on the planet.
And those plants in your garden
aren't just sitting there quietly.
- What?
- They're busy talking to each other
through an underground network of fungi and bacteria.
- Wait.
Slow down.
- So anyone can garden.
- How can we have frost?
- This cannot be happening.
- It's way too early.
- The cup's in a month.
But to keep one alive,
you have to expect the unexpected.
- Medium-low, everyone.
Keep the air slow and steady.
- It's gonna be fine.
- What makes you so sure?
- Because I keep my weed in the freezer,
and that stays fresh.
- Not how it works.
- We're just looking for a little volume, people,
not a stick-straight blowout.
- How are the marigolds?
- They're on life support. - Oh.
- That's where Marilyn's gonna be.
- Only if we tell her.
- Oh, she's definitely gonna know.
- How? She's in Frankenmuth buying garden flair.
- That's how.
- Donna! Don't you dare.
Donna, hang up the phone. - End call!
- Hang up the phone! - Hit End Call!
- Donna, now! - Hang up the phone, Donna!
- Bitch, get off!
- OK, now we just have to...
survive the thaw. - Yeah.
- Mother Nature's not winning this round.
Not on my watch.
Oh.
- Donna!
Flip the switch!
What doesn't kill this garden only makes it stronger, people.
Come on!
- She might be more Marilyn than Marilyn.
Mm-hmm.
- No heads up?
- I didn't wanna add to the stress.
- Could've texted. - You said it was triage.
- This is worse than a frost. - Breathe.
- When?
- This morning.
- For how long? - Wouldn't say.
- Oh, my God.
- Breathe.
- Mom?
- My baby girl.
- Again.
More like that.
Keep your chest up over that front knee.
- Where'd you find this guy?
- I know a pitcher for the Tigers.
- Pays to have friends in high places.
- Actually, I dated him.
- Was he married too?
- I don't know what you mean.
- I saw you with Joel.
- Maybe you misunderstood.
- All over town.
- Throw it, don't pitch it. Quit aiming.
Nice.
- It just happened.
- I stupidly trusted you cared about my son.
- I do.
- This is how you show it,
by ripping apart his family?
- What do you want me to do?
- Choose.
My husband or my son.
- Are you serious?
- Well, being a real mom means making tough choices.
- What if I can't?
- I'll choose for you.
- If you tell him, he'll hate us both.
- Then he'll just have to decide which mom to hate more.
- That was amazing.
- His fastball's nearly 90.
I wasn't even warm.
- Is that enough to make the team?
- Eh, too early to tell.
He is a little wild.
- Oh, don't worry, we'll get him there.
We'll get him there.
- Keep working on that slider.
- Come on, let's get to work.
- Ahh. OK, that one's on me.
- No, no, no. Your money's no good tonight.
- But we're celebrating you.
- No, but if it wasn't for you,
I wouldn't be able to afford any of this.
- All right, but if we're being honest,
we should toast to whoever bought that Camaro.
- Can you believe? A bidding war?
- Well, yeah, I saw the picture.
- Pretty cool, right?
- Real pimp, dawg.
So, um, things keep going the way they're going,
Steve, uh, thinks we should open a shop.
- Wouldn't you miss, uh, working the register
at the garden place?
- Oh. - Come here.
- You know them?
- Yeah. They're from my firm.
What's up, Danimal?
- We've been over this, Connor.
It's just Daniel.
- You gotta loosen up, man.
- How'd you like it if I called you
Corndog or something?
- Y'all grabbing some drinks?
- It's a bar, so...
- Sure. Yeah.
Hey, all right, I'll, uh--yeah.
I'll catch you in the trenches mañana.
- Uh, they seem like dicks.
- Nah, they're good guys.
- Really? - Yeah.
You know, they're just a little threatened.
I mean, uh, nobody bills more hours than me,
and they know it. - Uh-huh. Gotcha.
- Plus, Danimal can't stand that I went to Yale Law.
He only went to Penn.
That garbage pile.
Yeah, but hey, I mean, it's-- it's all in good fun, right?
I mean, at the end of the day,
we respect each other like brothers.
- Well...
one thing's for sure, man.
- What's that?
- I got you all wrong.
Whoo!
Yes, sir.
- Two more, sir.
- Black tie event in a couple of days.
- Fancy.
- I guess.
Uh, anyway,
took me a while to get everything.
- You look tired.
- Maybe double check, make sure it's what you need.
- I only get about 4 hours a night myself.
- Well, with your line of work...
- Now leave the rest to me.
- Wait, wait.
This is the only way, right?
I mean, in your, um, professional opinion?
- Guys like Connor deserve everything coming their way.
- Hi.
I will have a skinny vanilla latte
with 2% milk and, uh,
one of those paintings on the wall.
- Which one?
- Um, how 'bout that one, the Statue of Liberty thing?
- You mean "Lady Justice on Fire"?
- Yep, whatever.
- $2,004.53.
- Oh.
- I'll give you $2,100 for it.
No.
You can't afford this.
- $2,200.
- Do I hear $2,250?
- No, it's not an auction.
- $2,250.
- Cash or card? - Oh, um, card.
- Hey.
Wha--what are you doing?
What, so you're gonna-- you're gonna rack up
credit card debt just to prove a point?
- Well, it's better than being indebted to you.
- Eventually you're gonna have to pay it down, though.
- I am paying it down.
- On a teacher's salary?
- Teacher, cheer coach,
debate advisor, fall musical director.
We're doing "Into the Woods."
- Congratulations, Alice.
You have somehow found a way to make your life
more exhausting than having a baby.
- My uterus, my choice, Patty.
So how is your writing going?
- I'm sorry, who's actually buying the painting?
- I am.
- She'll pay for my latte too.
Don't ever come to me to bail you out again.
- Sorry.
And an oat milk cappuccino, please.
- $2,012.42.
Uh, what's all this?
- Breakfast.
- Uh, we're a family, not a platoon.
- A simple thank you would suffice.
- Thank you, but the kids are fine with cereal.
- Well, you and Tucker have to eat too.
- Tucker has a protein bar, and I do coffee.
- That is not enough to fuel your day.
- I've been skipping breakfast since the seventh grade.
- That's because we didn't know the effects
back then, like smoking.
- Where's the coffee, Mom?
- In the cupboard, above the machine.
- Please stop moving everything around.
- It just makes more sense for the coffee--
- I like my things where I like them.
- Maybe if you ate breakfast, you wouldn't be so cranky.
- Why are you doing this to me?
- You've got a lot going on right now.
- I don't need your help.
- I just don't want your family to slip through the cracks.
- The kids can handle it.
- What about your marriage?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- You've already caused enough damage.
- Chocolate chip pancakes?
- Can I have whipped cream?
- Yes. - No.
- Hey.
- I got those peanut butter protein bars you like.
- Ah.
Is that eggs B, Dianne? - Yes.
And there's hollandaise sauce on the stove here.
- Oh.
Come on, it's eggs B.
- OK, well, just be fast.
- Not too fast.
You don't wanna get a tummy ache.
- Well, I have a new listing to get to, so...
- Go ahead.
Grammie'll take 'em to school.
Yay.
- Can you also come pick us up from school?
- Yes, my little angel.
- More whipped cream, please.
- Oh, hi.
- Hey.
Thought I'd just let myself in.
- Yeah, of course.
Everything OK?
- I just didn't realize what time it was.
- Yeah.
One of these for me?
- Yeah, sure.
- So Ford was amazing in practice today.
- Mm.
- Scoop says he has, like, a killer slider.
- Amazing. - Yeah.
I can't believe I didn't make him stick with T-ball.
- Hmm.
Totally.
- You're acting weird.
- What?
I'm excited for Ford.
- Well, I thought you'd be excited to see me too.
- You distilling that vodka yourself?
Oh.
Hello, Officer.
- Uh...
hi.
- What kind of trouble are you in now, darling?
Um, this is my friend Joel.
- I'm sorry.
Who are you?
- I suppose I'm also a friend.
- Right.
Well, I suppose this is yours.
- Thank you...
for your service.
- Could you give us a second?
- What am I doing here?
- I thought you were coming later.
- I mean, what is this?
- I don't know.
It's what it's always been.
- Yeah, I'm gonna need more than that.
- It's fun, OK?
You're fun.
Who the hell is that?
- My ex-husband.
- Which one?
- Does it matter?
- Well, I'm just trying to figure out
where I fit in here with your harem.
- You don't, OK?
- 'Cause what?
You slumming it with me?
- I didn't say that.
- Yeah.
You didn't have to.
- I'm sorry.
- I knew you were all kinds of trouble.
- Well...
If that doesn't keep a squirrel from nesting,
I don't know what will.
- He never would have accepted it any other way.
- Well, that was a performance worthy of the West End.
- Except no one wins an Olivier.
- Especially not you, dear.
Oh, darling.
- She warmed up the kids' PJs in the dryer last night.
- Sounds like a good thing.
- Sure, it's the best.
And now they expect it forever.
- Oh, eventually, they'll grow up.
- Nope. Tucker loves it too.
Monica!
Can we please put the domes in a straight line?
Like I asked 1,000 times?
Oh, my God.
- Well, your mom sounds like a real control freak.
- This morning, I found my vibrator in the dishwasher.
- You have a vibrator?
- Whoa, this is, like, the first thing
you've said all day.
- My drama is not as juicy as hers.
- I mostly use it for my neck, but every once in a while,
you know.
- Guys, I can hear you.
- How long is she staying?
- Till she can fix whatever's wrong with my life.
- My advice?
Get ahead of it before she takes your whole family down.
- Jeez, what happened to you?
- Yeah, are you OK, sweetie?
- I'm just gonna redecorate my house
until I don't feel anything anymore.
- Oh, do you need any art?
- No. - Say no.
- Oh, come on, I just need
a few more walls to store everything.
- Yeah, and by a few more walls,
she means all of your guest bedrooms.
- Your entire garage.
- Doug is just too prolific.
- Because he thinks he's actually selling them.
- Well, technically, he is.
- At your expense.
I will deal with my own life later.
- Yeah, that's what I told myself
when I put Melissa through law school.
- No, it's not the same.
- Oh, then what's in it for you?
- Never having to see the look on his face if he found out.
- Gonna redo the entire interior, all leather,
put in rally gauges, uh, get rid of the drum brakes,
put in disc, you know.
- Will that cover it?
- Uh, yeah... And then some.
- Well, consider the rest an advance.
- You really don't have to do that.
- Actually, I do.
- What--what do you mean?
- Uh, just doing a little housekeeping.
You know what I mean.
- I don't.
- Well, the IRS is doing their usual digging around.
Just gotta keep our noses clean for a minute.
- My nose is clean.
- Exactly.
Just like that, when they come knocking.
- Why are they knocking, Steve?
- Man, you are, like, scary good at this.
No wonder Connor put us together.
- I'm--I'm serious.
- Uh...
what did Connor tell you about me?
- None of this.
- All right.
So I got my hands in all types of things, right?
Uh, laundromats, car washes, lot of cash-based investments.
- Mm-hmm.
- And you know how greedy Uncle Sam can get.
So from time to time, I inflate a little in one,
put it in the other.
- So--so I've been laundering money for you?
- That's why I always take care of my partners.
We could get in a lot of trouble.
- Don't worry.
All right? Connor will fix it.
I've never done more than 30 days.
- Take it back.
- You're being crazy, Brett.
- I don't wanna be a part of this.
- I hate to say it,
but you already are.
- Who's hungry?
- We already had dinner, Mommy.
- Grandma wanted Thai food.
- Plenty of leftovers.
- Pad woon sen.
- Mmm.
- So...
Another trip around the sun, Mom.
- No, it's not for another week, honey.
- Like we won't be celebrating it all month.
Stop.
- We wanted to do something special for you, Patty.
- Oh, Alice baked a killer cake.
- Ooh.
- I hate you wasting money on me.
- Well, it's my pleasure.
- Just wouldn't want you running up
your credit card on my account.
- Coffee shop called.
Apparently somebody bought "Lady Justice on Fire."
- Well, that is wonderful news.
- Mm-hmm.
- So are we gonna get into this cake, or what?
- Hold that thought.
- I bet whoever bought it is
as incendiary as the subject matter.
- Well, they, uh--they don't tell you who bought it, Mom.
- You should ask.
- Why would we do that, Patty?
- Mm...
To thank his patron.
- Well, in that case, we should probably find out
who bought his very first painting.
'Cause that's who started this whole thing.
- Babe, I--
I actually don't care who bought them,
as long as they've got deep pockets.
- Well, I--I hope
that whoever bought it isn't in over their head.
- Well, good news. Not your money.
- You don't think I'm worth it, Mom?
- I do, babe.
- Thanks, baby.
- You know, can you cut me a really big slice?
- Dad, she's gotta blow out the candles first.
- Make a wish, Patty.
- Why doesn't everyone help me?
- Oh. - Mine already came true.
OK.
- Whoa. What?
- You know what my wish is?
For all this to stop, right now.
- What are you talking about, Dad?
- You gonna tell him?
- Keith--
- How 'bout you?
- Tell me what?
- No one's buying your art, son.
- But I'm selling it.
- Yeah, to these two.
- Is that true?
- Uh...
Just please let--
- Doug, let me explain. Doug.
Doug. - Doug. Dougie.
- Doug. - Dougie!
- Happy?
- Maybe he'll actually sell that one.
- That's for stew pots.
- You could hurt your back bending--
- Stew pots down here,
saucepans up here.
Stew, sauce.
Sauce, stew.
- Someone didn't have their pad woon sen.
- Someone's not hungry.
- You're gonna take it out on me?
Go ahead. That's what I'm here for.
- Take what out, Mom? - What you've done.
- It was an affair. It happened.
It's over, OK?
- It would've been nice to hear it from you.
- See, that's exactly why I didn't tell you.
- To embarrass me in front of half the town?
- Because I knew you would make it all about you.
God forbid you would ever think to ask about how I feel.
- What about your family?
- Or how unhappy I must have been.
- I just don't want you to end up alone.
- You know who's gonna end up alone?
- Cathy, please.
- You have to control everything.
So you push and push and push and...
- What is this? - Your to-go bag.
- Where am I going?
- Home.
- Don't bother.
- But it's really good cake.
- You know, the worst part is I, um...
I actually believed it was real.
- I could not hate myself more.
- Well, my mom lit this fire.
- I let it burn.
- Yeah.
Why?
- You were so happy.
I wanted to believe it was real too.
You know what is real?
- What?
- Being the regional director at the sign company.
Hey, Connor!
Open up! - Jesus, Brett.
- Tell your husband to get his ass out here.
- OK. Will you keep your voice down?
- Get that lame-ass dick down here, now!
- What is wrong with you?
- The investor he introduced me to
is, like, a career criminal.
- Yeah, why would he do that?
- He's trying to make me take the fall for his shady client.
- Everything OK?
- Oh, yay, look who's here.
- Mel, you good?
- No, she's not, Connor,
'cause I'm about to explain to her
how she married a total crook.
- You know what, Brett? Enough.
- OK, fine.
Explain yourself, man.
- Explain what?
- Why you feel the need to torture people like me.
- I'd like you to leave. - I'd like you to leave.
- You're on my property, pal.
- Why don't you come make me, pal?
- Hey, no, don't-- - Hey! Stop!
Brett, stop it. - No, stop. No.
That's enough. Hey. Come On.
- Snapped my wrist! You happy? - Brett.
- You don't get to just do this!
You hear me? It's over!
You're done! - OK.
- I am going to end you!
- Hold up.
Morning.
- What's the prognosis?
- Looks stable.
- Color's coming back.
- I think she's gonna pull through.
- Soil's good to go. Let's get our garden on.
- Where is everyone?
- Uh, it's just us today.
- Why?
- Nobody wanted to come.
Are they tired?
- Sorta.
- Like, they're sick? - Kinda.
- They're all sick?
- Of you, OK?
- Sorry, sweetie.
- What did I do?
- You just pushed 'em a little too hard.
- Another low and away.
You sure this kid's not 25?
- You think he should be on the team?
- Which one? - His high school?
No.
- But he needs it for college.
- No, not with an arm like that, he doesn't.
- What do you mean?
- He could go straight to the pros.
- Am I doing OK?
- You're doing great!
- Hello?
Mom?
- Mom?
- Mom, are you here?
- Oh, Mom...
Hey.
Where's Daddy?
- He left.
- When's he coming back?
- Never.
- Why didn't you say anything?
- It's embarrassing.
- Mommy...
- And you were dealing with enough.
- I should have asked if you were unhappy.
- Not your job, baby.
- You gave him a perfect life for 40 years.
- It just wasn't the one he wanted.
- I think I can be a lot.
- If you were any less, you wouldn't be my mom.
- I'm in a lot of trouble.
- How can I help?
- Well, uh, heard you guys
were the best with, uh, government tax stuff.
- My grandfather started this firm a million years ago,
so I just try not to mess it up.
- Well, uh, he definitely
wouldn't be too happy with my situation.
- What do you mean, Brett?
- One of your partners is the reason I'm in trouble.
- Which one?
If nothing else, we pride ourselves on integrity, Connor.
- Tell Gramps I can't wait to sue this firm.
- Just be thankful you're not being disbarred.
- This was a giant mistake, Patrick.
- The mistake was hiring you.
- Hey, creeper. - Hey.
Is it, uh, cool that I'm here?
- Yeah.
You want a drink?
- For real?
- Like a juice box or something?
You have juice boxes?
- What's going on?
- So I was reading your book.
- Really?
What'd you think?
- Some parts weren't boring.
- You're not exactly the demo, OK?
- I didn't know, uh, you were from Grand Rapids.
- Mm.
Couldn't wait to leave. - Yeah.
Well, I can't imagine you had a ton
of pregnant friends in high school.
- I still got voted prom queen.
- Yeah, right, with your boyfriend.
- Someone made it to chapter five.
- Captain of the baseball team.
- Was he? Huh.
I just remember him being kinda hot.
- Is he the one who knocked you up?
- Why does it matter?
- Well, it'd just explain a lot.
- Like what?
- Like why you came out of nowhere,
giving me a scholarship I didn't deserve.
We've been over this.
- And then the tutors and the coaching.
- You're an investment.
- I think I'm more than that.
- Coach wanted to see my birth certificate to prove my age.
- OK.
- I was born in Grand Rapids too.
- Why are you showing me this?
- Because my mom always told me this story
about how she was on a road trip
when she went into labor with me.
And it just never made any sense.
- Maybe you should ask her about it again.
- Yeah.
I guess coach was wrong about my arm.
- Come on.
A pro like him knows God-given talent when he sees it.
- Not God.
Genetics.
- What is with cleaning ladies and spatial relations?
You know, we've had three in the past year.
None of them have been able to get this tray to stick right.
- How are you so fine with what happened the other night?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, Brett was, like, unhinged.
- That surprises you?
This is the same dude who threw a tantrum
over his kids' family tree.
- Yeah, but this was, like, next level.
- Look, if it were me,
he's not a guy I'd want around my kids.
And I know, it's not my place.
- Come on.
I mean, Brett's a good dad.
- Just glad the kids weren't home to see it.
- Do you think that there's any chance
that this client of yours could be doing something shady?
- As far as I know, Steve's just a baller business guy
who does what business guys do.
- But I just don't-- - Sorry for trying to help.
- You did a nice thing.
- The first frost is only surprising
when your garden's not prepared.
- So we add things like straw and bark
to shield plants from dropping temperatures.
- We wrap shrubs in burlap to protect against drying winds.
- So what am I supposed to do here?
- Fix her up and sell her for an obscene amount of cash.
- Now that's more like it.
- But it won't be with me.
- But no matter what you do to get ahead of it,
winter always comes.
Sorry, closing early today.
- It'll be quick.
- Uh, what do you need?
- I have a problem.
- All right.
- There's this stump in my yard.
- Well, can it wait? I need to get out of here.
- I've been trying to get rid of it for years.
- Aren't you guys going to the gala tonight too?
- You know, I thought it would just rot away,
but it's still there.
- Well, uh, stumps don't really do that.
- Yeah, I need it gone, for good.
- This should get it done.
- Gotta give it to you, man.
Really underestimated you.
I got fired today.
- Just bring back the axe when you're done.
What's up?
- Think we probably both know what's up.