- Previously on "Grosse Pointe Garden Society"...
- My friends and I sort of murdered someone.
What are we gonna do about their car?
- Look, if you're trying to fix things with Doug,
hanging out with me so much isn't helping.
- He just doesn't get
that we're not into each other like that.
Come on, it would never happen. - Right. Right.
- Um...
- Want to buy me a cup of coffee?
- Why is she still here? You guys are friends now?
- Could get messy. - Yeah.
- I didn't say messy can't be fun.
- Is it over? - Yes, of course.
- I forgive you. - How can you do that?
- Because you're my ride-or-die.
- Is Gary here? - God, no. It's over.
I ended it.
- Whoa! Hey! [tires squeal]
- I'm worried something bad happened.
[high-pitched ringing] - Is Gary here?
I haven't heard from him in days.
I'm worried something bad happened.
- Remember that family in Royal Oak--
went to bed on Christmas and didn't wake up?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, it wouldn't have happened
if Santa had brought them one of these.
- Mm-hmm.
- You okay?
- Yeah. [cell phone chimes]
- Still up for it?
- Yes.
[Maximum Balloon's "Young Love"]
♪ ♪
[music stops] - Ooh. Oops!
Um, sorry. Whitening strip.
- Oh. - [chuckles] Okay.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Young love ♪
[music stops] - Oh, wait. Um...
[scoffs, sighs]
Too much red onion in the salad.
- Yeah.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Just follow the beat ♪
♪ ♪
- Gary might be dead. - Boner killer.
- His wife hasn't heard from him in days.
- The guy's probably just laying low.
- [breathing heavily] [engine revving]
- What if he hurt himself?
- More like he bought
a first-class ticket to an island,
and he's laying on the beach pounding mai tais.
[tires screech]
- [groans, shouts]
- I just feel like this is all my fault.
- You know, the more you talk about this, the hotter it gets.
- Sorry.
- Look, I want to make this work,
but we got to get this guy out of our bed.
[tires squealing]
- [breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music]
[birds chirping]
- So, apparently, I can't just give Ford a bunch of money.
It has to go through this whole endowment thing
that my ex-husband set up. - Mm.
Who knew you needed a college degree
to understand a college scholarship?
- Don't look at me.
- Hey, I just played football at Kalamazoo.
- How'd you go from that to cop?
- Well, I blew out my shoulder and tried to get into the FBI.
But I lied on my polygraph.
- Oh.
About what? - [laughs]
Yeah, no, we are not good enough friends yet.
- Come on. Who'd you kill? - Nope.
- Arson. It's in your eyes.
You like to burn things. - [laughs]
[clears throat]
Only if you tell me about your ex.
- Fine. Which one?
- Well, how many are there? - Let's see.
First, there was Eddie in aerospace.
He liked to drive fast and fly high.
We had a pretty good time until his heart gave out.
- Oh. Too much excitement?
- And cocaine. - Hmm. Yeah.
Well, uh, who's up next?
- Mm, Marcel was a real bon vivant.
He owned a bunch of vineyards outside Calais.
Everybody loved him,
except the people he conned into buying hotels
that he didn't own.
- Yeah, all these guys, they sound really stable.
- Uh, maybe I'm...
meant to be alone.
- [sighing] Yeah.
Thing is, you know, even when you're with somebody,
you can still be alone.
[light pop music playing]
- I think I'm...
probably just a lot to come home to.
- Or you just haven't found the guy that can handle it.
♪ ♪
- Are we good enough friends to tell me
about that polygraph yet?
- [chuckles] Getting closer.
[thunder rumbling]
[Suki Waterhouse's "My Fun"]
[both laugh]
♪ ♪
- Pollination's an essential element
of any healthy garden.
- ♪ Blood on the grass, blood on my knees ♪
- Bumblebees return to the same flower
again and again...
- [laughs]
- ♪ Scream on the breeze ♪
♪ You make me laugh, you bless my sneeze ♪
- You want to get really crazy?
- ♪ Feels good to find someone ♪
- While butterflies are easily distracted
by bright petals and long stems.
[gunfire on TV]
- Can we--can--can we watch something else?
[explosions]
- It's so hot.
- Where are we? - You'll see.
- ♪ You helped me back up and kiss my lips sore ♪
- Watch your step. Just-- - Okay.
Can I open them now?
- Now. - [gasps]
[screams] Oh, my gosh!
Hi! [dogs barking, whimpering]
Wait, what? How?
- My boss does their signs for free.
[both laugh]
- [exhales deeply]
[toilet flushing]
- Yo, do you have a plunger?
[chuckles] Asking for a friend.
[dogs barking, whimpering]
♪ ♪
- I know you're not ready, but when you are...
- But in the end,
it really doesn't matter who's pollinating who.
The secret to a great garden
is great sex.
- Mm. - Lower?
- Higher.
Uh-uh, lower.
- Why are we putting in bird traps anyway?
- They're feeders.
- Judges give extra points for a variety of wildlife.
So this is perfect for orioles and finches.
- Oh, that makes way more sense.
- Also, coyotes. - Ugh!
- Unless you want them to eat the birds.
[cell phone chimes] - Oh, so your phone does work.
- Oh, I know. I got your text. I forgot.
- I was just wondering
if we're gonna watch the Tigers game tomorrow.
[cell phone chimes] - [scoffs]
These apps are making me insane.
- Yeah, someone should really invent
a better way to have anonymous sex.
- Yeah. - Why are you even on them?
- What do you mean?
- I just mean you never really put yourself out there.
- [sighs]
Contrary to what you all may think, I'm still a dude.
- Yeah, you are. [snaps fingers]
All man. - [chuckles]
- I just meant since your divorce.
- Yeah, I'm overdue. - I love it.
Release the kraken.
- [laughs] I'll take anyone who's semi-normal
who can semi-appreciate me.
- Oh, that app definitely does not exist.
- So are we watching the game or what?
[cell phone chiming]
- Uh, yeah. Yeah, that'd be cool.
- O'Sullivan's is playing it in their beer garden.
- Yeah, I'll text you.
- So, uh, what height don't we want to feed the coyotes at?
[light music]
[grinder whirring]
- Kind of just want to talk about the whole college thing.
- So have you looked at any schools yet?
- Not really.
- Did you talk to that guidance counselor lady?
- Nope.
- So what are you thinking?
- I'm thinking I might not go.
- [sighs]
You don't get the money if you don't go.
- Can't you just give it to someone else?
- I'd rather give it to you.
- Yeah, well...
it's just a lot for my family to process right now.
- What are you talking about?
- I don't know.
Things are weird at home, okay?
- Okay.
- They just don't need the stress
of all the applications and the campus tours.
- Maybe I can make it easier on your parents.
- You've done enough.
[soft indie rock music playing]
♪ ♪
- If you change your mind--
- Just...
leave me alone.
- Hmm...
[dark pop music playing]
♪ ♪
[scoffs]
Gary?
Gary.
What happened to you?
Oh, my God.
- It looks worse than it is.
- Are you missing a tooth?
- Just stay away from me, okay?
- Wait!
- And don't tell your husband about this.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Guys, I know this is awful and no amount of therapy
is ever gonna make us normal again,
but right now, we gotta get this out of here.
- What have we done?
- That is not a useful question!
- Will you give her a break?
- Okay.
The question is, how do we get the body to the garden?
- What about your truck?
- I can't move this by myself. - We can all do it.
- You want me to touch a dead person?
- Okay, just pull around to the loading dock.
- No, we can't use the truck. The back's all open.
- Oh, perfect.
So, if anyone looks, they'll be like,
"Hey, murderers, this your corpse back here?"
- Then we'll use their car.
- Who's gonna drive a dead person's car
with the dead person in it?
- I will.
- No, no, no, no. Hell no!
- It should be me. - Guys...
- Why you? Why not her?
- I'm still drunk.
- Yeah, and she's on probation for drunk driving.
- Guys... - Right. She knows how.
- [sighs] - I can drive the body.
♪ ♪
All of this is my fault.
♪ ♪
- You can't go alone. - She won't be.
♪ ♪
- Why me?
- If we get pulled over,
you're the drunk friend who needs a ride home.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Right before my very eyes ♪
- S-T-O-P.
- ♪ I thought that you were only faking it ♪
♪ And like before ♪
- S-T-O-P.
[Chicago's "Baby, What a Big Surprise"]
- Why do you keep doing that?
- Fully spell out "stop," and it's a complete stop.
- Good tip. - Lots of practice.
[car beeping]
- Oh, no.
- What is that? - I don't know.
I don't know. - What is that?
- I'm telling you, I don't know.
- Well--S-T-O-P! - Oh!
[tires screech]
[beeping continues]
- [sighs]
We're out of gas.
- Like, "out of gas" out of gas?
Or, like, "there's still a few days left" out of gas?
- It's below empty.
- Who drives on empty?
- Someone who doesn't think they're gonna end up
in their own trunk.
- Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. - Okay, we just--
we gotta get gas.
- With a dead person in the trunk?
- Would you rather be stranded on the side of the road
with a dead person in the trunk?
- I'd rather go home and take a shower.
- Okay, we just gotta find a gas station...
- Oh, please.
- And act like a couple of prom queens
who just had the time of their lives.
- I can't do this. - Hey.
You can.
- How are you so calm?
♪ ♪
- I've learned people are capable
of way more than you think.
♪ ♪
- ♪ Baby, what a big surprise ♪
[video game chiming]
- Hold still, Daddy. You're gonna smudge it.
- Oh, that's nice.
- The pinkies are the hardest part.
- Oh.
- Okay, both of you go upstairs and brush your teeth, please.
- But I'm not done with Daddy's manicure.
- But I'm gonna look so pretty for my 10:00 with sales.
- [chuckles] - All right, off you go.
There you go.
Mm.
By the way, poker night tonight.
I'm gonna miss dinner.
- Oh.
You'll also miss our appointment.
- Damn.
- But, uh...
you missed last night too.
The therapist says we gotta stick to the intimacy schedule.
- Sorry, babe, I've just been slammed at work.
- Sure you're not avoiding me?
- Come on, now.
- Ran into Gary at the mall.
- How was his vacation? - Not great.
- Oh? - He didn't get a tan.
He...
he got his ass kicked.
- Well, did he say who did it?
- Oh, clearly someone who thought he deserved it.
- Yeah, well, I bet there's a lot of husbands
who want to knock out that guy's teeth.
[high-pitched ringing]
All right, kiddos.
Daddy's train is about to leave the station.
Let's go!
- Say bye to Mommy. - Bye.
- Have a great day.
- All right, let's boogie.
- Hey, hey, hey. Um, wait a minute.
How did you know he had a tooth missing?
[mysterious music]
- You said he had been worked over.
- Right.
- Probably had a broken nose too.
♪ ♪
[door shuts]
- No, I can't ask that.
Because I'm at some dude's apartment right now.
Yes, I slept over.
Why can't you do it?
What? I gotta go.
- Last night was, uh...
was really fun.
- Got a little crazy. - Mm.
The good kind? - The best kind.
[both chuckle] [cell phone buzzes]
- Oh, it's cool if you have to go or--
- I don't want to. - Oh, then stay.
- I can't.
- Am I making it weird?
- Uh...
I kind of lied on my profile.
- Yeah.
There's someone else. - Oh, no.
I mean, there is someone else, but it's just--
it's not that kind of someone else.
- Oh, like, an open relationship?
- I have a kid. - Oh!
Why'd you lie about that?
- I mean, what guy wants to hear about the stripper's kid?
- Wait, wait, wait. You're a stripper?
- No, I just mean, like, single moms
aren't exactly killing it on the apps.
- [chuckles] [cell phone buzzes]
- Sorry, do you have anything for a second grader's lunch?
My ex forgot to pack one for her field trip.
- [exhales sharply]
You've come to the right kitchen, my friend.
Boom. - Oh!
- Mm-hmm. - Hello.
I was just hoping for popcorn and Gatorade.
- No, Lunchables, Uncrustables,
fake cheese, yogurt tubes.
- My knight in shining armor.
- Ooh, I'm gonna add that to my profile.
- [chuckles] Um...okay.
So I'm just going to hijack the rest of your coffee,
and I'll get myself out of here.
- Or you could come back later, and I'll take you to breakfast.
- I'd like that, Brian.
- Brett.
- Are you sure? - Ah...
[both chuckling]
- I'm stealing your shirt! - [laughs]
[light music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, so we have potato skins shaped like mitts,
chicken nuggets shaped like little home plates,
and taquitos--
- Shaped like penises?
- Those are baseball bats.
- You didn't have to go to all this trouble.
- Oh, don't be silly. I do this every game.
- You always make penis taquitos?
[announcer speaking indistinctly on TV]
- We felt bad for you, okay?
- Yeah, you know, just with Brett blowing you off.
- Oh, he didn't blow me off.
He just sent me the shrugging cat emoji.
- What does that even mean?
- That he got a better offer?
- Yeah, okay, that would drive me crazy.
- Well, he's allowed to have fun.
- Let's hope the fun he ends up with is down
with him having a girl bestie.
- Why wouldn't they be?
I'm married.
- You're also super bomb,
so they might have a slight problem.
- Well, I'm not worried. [chuckles]
- Okay, great.
Well, then how do you and Brett normally do all this?
- Oh, we usually do a shot
every time someone gets a double or more.
- I can't do shots.
I have to take the kids to school in the morning.
- I'll just do a shot every time
they pat each other's butts.
- Oh, you're gonna be wasted.
- Well, then I think I found my sport.
- [chuckles]
- ♪ Come on, come on ♪
♪ Just make that Tootsee Roll ♪
♪ Here we go, here we go ♪
♪ Just make that Tootsee Roll ♪
♪ Yeah, come on ♪
- You could send it to voice mail.
- But then he'll know that I saw he called.
- ♪ And make that Tootsee Roll ♪
- Who's "Hot Cop"?
- Something I'm trying to quit.
- No one patted a butt. - [sighs] They will.
- Hey, guys, can we please just watch the game?
- Yeah, sure. - Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
[smoke alarm beeping] - Oh, my bacon-wrapped dates!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no! - Oh, it's for the best!
There's so much food. - Oh, no, no!
Oh, God! Oh!
- Do you want some help? - Oh, Jesus!
- Oh. - Can you get the broom?
- Yeah, where is it? - Just right over there.
Oh!
No, no, no, no, no.
[grunting] - Here, here, here.
- Oh, thank you. Jesus!
Come on. Stop.
Oh.
[smoke detector shatters] Oh!
Oh, Tucker just installed these.
He's gonna kill me.
[curious music]
♪ ♪
- Is that a camera?
- You might want to rethink doing that shot.
[tense music]
[door opens] - [sighs]
- How was poker night? - Oh, great. Won big.
- Enough to replace the smoke detector I broke?
- What happened?
- Burned some appetizers,
but you probably already knew that.
I don't want to be spied on.
- Well...
I didn't want you to bang Gary in our bed.
- Oh, my God. - But here we are.
- You said you forgave me. - You fell in love with him.
- So you pulverized his face?
- You know, it was my guys, actually.
- Your guys?
You put in office alarm systems.
- We also do response security.
- Well, they responded.
- Look, I'm just trying to protect my family.
- [scoffs]
You don't have to do all this.
- Neither did you!
- You have me now. - Do I?
[laughs] - Come on, Tucker.
- You only ended it because you got played.
- I'm yours.
- How am I supposed to ever believe that?
[somber music]
♪ ♪
- I mean...
how many times can you dock in Saint-Tropez
without feeling like it's Groundhog Day?
- Yachts-- can't live with them,
can't torch them for the insurance payout.
- [laughs]
God, I miss you sometimes.
- Well, you shouldn't have divorced me.
- You were sending me to an early grave.
- Well, that was the plan.
- [laughs]
- [chuckles]
How are your kids?
- Monica is enjoying a brief stint
back in her artists' colony.
- You mean rehab?
- Their therapeutic arts program is exceptional.
More importantly, how's your kid?
- Mm.
[pop music playing]
He wants nothing to do with me.
- Neither do mine.
- At least they want your money.
- So write him a check. - I tried.
- Write a bigger one. - [scoffs]
Maybe I'm not cut out for, you know, motherhood.
- Liam would disagree.
- Liam is ten years older than me.
- He still calls you Mom.
- He only started that
when I wouldn't have sex with him.
- Really?
- Christmas trip, Aspen.
- My boy's always had good taste.
[both laugh]
- Well, I think my boy might be better off without me.
- It's not that easy.
- It was for the first 16 years of his life.
Why not now?
- Because if you really want to be his mom...
it's not a choice.
- Why didn't we work out?
- I'm an old bore.
- I could use some more boring in my life.
- You fell in love with him.
- I'm yours.
- How am I supposed to ever believe that?
[Coralie Clément's "Indécise"]
♪ ♪
- [singing in French]
♪ ♪
- Okay, this is a good one. Okay.
This is a guy in finance. - Mm.
- But his real passion is doing dance TikToks.
- [laughs]
- And he prefers baths over showers.
And he loves using the word "rizz."
- Ooh! Uh... - [laughing]
- Hang on, hang on. - You only get one guess.
- Him.
But he's more "YOLO" than "rizz."
- [laughs] Okay, yes. Now you're getting it.
- Okay, okay, okay, okay. My turn.
- Okay. - Um...
all right. [clears throat]
She's a little kooky.
- Mm...
okay, there's a lot of cray-cray in here tonight.
- But the good kind, like, uh--
like somebody who wants to ride the biggest roller coaster
or, uh, streak a Denny's
or crash somebody's bat mitzvah.
- Mm...give me more.
- Okay.
She smells good, like vacation.
- Ooh, I like that.
- And she's the kind of person
who's just really easy to be with,
especially for a guy who hasn't been on an actual date
in a very long time.
- [chuckles]
Is it her?
- [giggling]
[both laugh]
Um, okay, okay, my turn.
- Alice.
Alice.
- Hey.
- Hey. Hey. This is--this is Cricket.
- Oh.
- Cricket, this is, uh-- this is my, um...
garden buddy.
- Yeah.
Well, nice to meet you. - Hi.
- Doug. Not a gardener. [laughter]
- Did you see the Tigers won? - Oh, yeah.
That bottom-of-the-seventh home run was unreal.
[both laugh]
- You watched it? - He almost caught it.
- Yeah, and if this kid in front of us
didn't bring his stupid mitt, like--
- Wait, you were there? - Yeah.
Well, uh, someone in Cricket's class
gave her these insane tickets, you know.
- Huh.
- It's just one of the many amazing perks
of being a teacher.
- Huh.
Well, hey, Alice used to teach.
- Oh. Why'd you stop?
- Um, I--
- I can seat you when you're ready.
- Thanks. - Yeah, yeah. We're ready.
Enjoy. - Bye.
- Nice to meet you. - Have a good night.
Oh.
- Can I get you anything to drink?
- Absolutely.
- Yeah, that'd be great. Thanks.
[soft piano music playing]
♪ ♪
- How was your day?
- Uneventful.
- They come fix the AC?
- Mm-hmm.
Uh...
said we need a new compressor.
- They leave an estimate?
- Over there.
♪ ♪
- Hmm.
Was it the supervisor
or the short guy they always send?
- [scoffs]
Weren't you watching?
♪ ♪
- Would it upset you if I was?
- No.
- Still have on those green undies?
[upbeat electronic music]
♪ ♪
- They're from France. - Oh.
♪ ♪
- [chuckles] It's not 9:00.
- I don't care.
♪ ♪
- [giggles]
[truck horn blares]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
Hi there.
How you holding up? - Better.
- Okay.
Good.
I'm gonna ask you something, and, uh...
I need you to stay calm.
- Okay.
- Do you have any cash on you?
- Brett made us leave all our phones and purses
at the garden center so they couldn't track us!
- I just, uh--I meant, like...
tucked away in your bra or something.
- What? Like, someone gave me a tip?
- Okay.
Okay, check the glove compartment.
- [scoffs]
- All right. Uh, what about under the seat?
- [sighs, whimpers]
[sighing] Oh...
- Okay. - What do we do?
- Nothing you're gonna like.
♪ ♪
You take left pocket. I'll take right.
♪ ♪
- Oh, God, this is all kinds of wrong.
- Pretty much the theme of the night.
- [groans]
Oh!
Ugh, it's used. - Oh, God.
- Oh, God, gross.
- Oh, oh, oh. - What?
- That's at least half a tank of gas.
- Oh, great. Now we're drug dealers too.
[both sigh]
♪ ♪
Wait!
The name's on the bottle.
♪ ♪
- I kind of like her.
- What do you like about her?
- I mean, what's not to like?
She's hot, funny, down-to-earth.
- Yeah, I guess.
- Mm. She's even a teacher.
- Yoga teacher.
- Whatever. [chuckles]
Brett's definitely getting pregnant tonight.
[Oracle Sisters' "Asc. Scorpio"]
- So what exactly is a garden buddy?
- Wait, are you weirded out that my best friend is a girl?
- Oh! - Ah.
- I'm sorry, I thought she was just your garden buddy.
- Why can't you just be happy for the guy?
- I just feel like my friend can do better.
- Really?
Feels like you're a little jealous.
- Seriously?
- I mean, we've spent enough time talking about it.
- ♪ You got it wrong, it's not as it seems ♪
- So let's stop. - Ah.
- ♪ You're Ascendant Scorpio ♪
- Oh!
- I mean, when you spend a lot of time with someone,
obviously, it crosses your mind.
- I'm not saying you're into her.
- Well, good, 'cause I'm not.
- I'm saying she wants you to be.
- What do you mean?
- I don't know, I just get the vibe
that she's one of those girls, you know?
- Alice is married. - [chuckles] So?
- So she doesn't want to be with me.
- Mm, maybe not.
But she definitely doesn't want you
to be with anyone else either.
- Hmm.
- ♪ Nowadays ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
[siren wailing] - Oh, come on.
[sighs]
[exhales sharply]
[clears throat]
- License, please.
- Are you kidding me?
- You rolled through the stop sign.
- No, I didn't.
Because now I do this new trick--
S-T-O-P.
- You had anything to drink?
- It's, like, noon.
- Please step out of the car. [clears throat]
- What, you gonna have me walk the line,
touch my nose, do the chicken dance?
- I want to know what you told my son.
- Excuse me?
- Well, he's not going to college now because of you.
- [scoffs] - That's what he said.
- Hmm.
Well, he told me it was because your marriage
is a dumpster fire.
- What's that got to do with you?
- Let's be honest.
I'm not helping your situation.
- Nothing's happened. - Not yet.
- We're just friends. - Joel.
- That's the deal.
- Yeah, it's also called an excuse.
- Okay, speak for yourself.
- [scoffs]
Oh, so I'm the lunatic
who's just imagined we've been dying
to get into each other's pants?
- Hey, I'm sorry if I've given you the wrong idea.
- No wonder you failed that polygraph.
You're a terrible liar.
- Yeah, well, I guess you'll never know.
- Unless there's a better test.
[Niki & The Dove's "Play It on My Radio"]
- ♪ Play it on my radio ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Play it on my radio ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Play it on my radio ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Play it on my radio ♪
- Another fail.
- Hold on.
- You know the tragedy in all this?
That kid is smarter than both of us.
♪ ♪
- Have a nice day.
- [sighs]
- ♪ Work, show me what you workin' with ♪
♪ Uh, show me now ♪
♪ Baby, you are chosen now ♪
♪ Might put a hole to ground ♪
♪ 'Cause I could see you hold it down ♪
♪ Ride with it ♪
♪ Feeling your beat, ready to ride with it ♪
♪ We could kick it, bring the night with it ♪
♪ Get worthy, step 'em outside with it ♪
♪ Work, work, we can work ♪
♪ Show me what you workin' with ♪
♪ Got a vision in the mind of a marksman ♪
♪ Like the eye of the bull on target ♪
♪ And you shine like a diamond, flawless ♪
♪ I see you flirtin' ♪
♪ Do a little twerkin' ♪
♪ Wanna know for certain [whip cracks]
♪ If I see beyond the surface ♪
♪ Work, work it ♪
♪ Gotta make it worth it ♪
♪ Or you're not as perfect ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
♪ Hey, work it ♪
♪ Hey, yeah ♪
♪ Hey, work it ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah ♪
- [clears throat] Mrs. Crosby?
- Oh!
I, um--I was just getting a jump on the dishes for you.
Thank you.
[door slides open, bell chimes]
- [clears throat]
20 on pump 3.
- Okay.
[soft music playing]
♪ ♪
20 bucks.
- Have you...
you ever have that kind of night
where one bad decision just...
leads to another...
and another and another?
- Nobody chooses to work here.
- So then you get it. - [scoffs]
You don't have any cash, do you?
- Or a card or a phone.
♪ ♪
- You can use mine. - [chuckles awkwardly]
The people I would call don't have their phones either.
- Okay.
- It's just...
you and me, DJ.
You're all I got.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[thud on windshield] - [gasps]
[sighs]
What?
- Hey, clean your windshield for 10 bucks.
- I'll clean your windshield for 5.
- I don't have a car. - [clicks tongue]
- Oh, come on.
Eh, that's rude.
♪ ♪
- 2 bucks apiece.
You won't find a deal like that on the street, my friend.
[country music playing]
♪ ♪
- All right.
- Thank you so much.
- But I'm also gonna need that bracelet.
- For 20 bucks of gas?
- Well, how bad do you need it? - [scoffs]
What about my earrings?
- Yeah, what about them? - They're worth more.
- Mm, my mom doesn't have pierced ears.
♪ ♪
Bracelet.
[suspenseful music]
- [laughing]
- [scoffs] It's not funny!
- How much did they see? - Like, half my vagina.
- [laughing] Oh, my God.
Ah.
Well...
better them than another man.
- [sighs]
- I'm sorry.
- We have to get past what I did.
- I know.
- This isn't who we are. - I know.
- You're not a Mob boss, and I'm not a French maid.
[light music]
♪ ♪
- Well...
where do we start?
♪ ♪
- Uh...
♪ ♪
[cell phone chimes]
[both laugh]
- Oh, God.
♪ ♪
[door opens, bells jingle]
[soft pop music playing]
- Um--hey, what's up?
- We need to talk.
- Alice, I'm working. - [scoffs]
♪ ♪
Now I'm a customer.
♪ ♪
- Uh, how can I help you, ma'am?
- Um, I was just wondering
why you're being such a dick.
- For real? - Yeah.
Yeah, it's like my best friend's trying to dump me.
- Well, uh, if this person really is your best friend,
maybe you should realize he has his own life
and it can't always revolve around yours.
- It doesn't. - [scoffs]
Who do you expect to just drop everything
when you have a bad day?
- That's how you see it?
- Or when you have an argument with your husband
or your in-laws are all up in your business?
- Well, you give good advice.
- You treat me like an emotional support animal.
- Are you kidding me?
Who was there for you when your wife walked out?
- Six years ago.
- This is so unfair, and you know it.
- Well, then maybe I'm--
I'm just tired of being your shoulder to cry on.
- It's called friendship.
- But what do I get out of it?
[tense music]
- What are you saying?
- I think...
♪ ♪
This just isn't working right now.
- What?
♪ ♪
You have no idea what you're doing to me.
- [sighs] Well... [clears throat]
Maybe you should talk to your husband about it.
♪ ♪
- [sighs]
[The Radio Dept.'s "Let Me Have This"]
[door opens, bells jingle]
- When pollination fails,
it can be devastating for a garden.
Two flowers competing for the same ladybug
means one will die.
- I know you don't like me very much.
- Why does that matter?
- Because your son is about to throw his life away.
And we're gonna have to do something about it.
♪ ♪
- ♪ I've reached a point where ♪
♪ I think I have it all ♪
♪ No more notes ♪
♪ So take me now ♪
♪ ♪
- A pesticide meant to protect a bloom
does the opposite when it poisons the milk beetle.
♪ ♪
- ♪ 'Cause I don't want to know ♪
♪ If everything must go ♪
♪ Please let me have this ♪
♪ Or take me now ♪
- What happened to you guys?
- We took a detour.
- Are you guys okay?
- I had to do something that might not be good for us.
- Like everything in nature,
the balance of pollination is delicate.
♪ ♪
- And you never know which way it's gonna go
till it's too late.