The Hunting Wives (2025) s01e05 Episode Script

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Previously on
The Hunting Wives
You really
don't remember
anything from that night?
I got this brother, Kyle.
You know, you're always
gon' be Mandy from Alba, Texas.
Never have I ever
killed someone.
I had an accident.
I hit a pedestrian.
She died.
-Think Abby Jackson was shot.
-What are you doing here?
I can't find my fucking gun.
We need to talk about
the other night.
-Where you were.
-Home in my room all night.
Maybe it sounds a little better
if we were more together.
That boy
killed my daughter.
Can't you just get off your
asses and do something?
I'm just worried about
how it's gonna look to people
that the boys were here.
If anyone asks, it was
just us here that night.
Just us.
Abby's goin' home now.
Sophie O'Neil.
Your gun was used to
kill Abby Jackson.
Pills to feel calm
Pills to get high ♪
It's a little too
late To be on time ♪
Gin that smells
Of turpentine ♪
All I wanna do Is
have a good time ♪
All I wanna do
Is roll the dice ♪
Ma'am, are you
okay? Have you been drinking?
She didn't even slow down!
She's totally out of it!
Ma'am? Ma'am? Hello?
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
Thought you might want
to gas up, Miss O'Neil.
Look, I'm not gonna say
anything beyond what I've
already told you until
"Until my lawyer gets here."
Mm-hmm.
Miss O'Neil, we've
been here all night.
You sure your
lawyer's still coming?
Like I told the other deputy
Yeah, well,
you're talking to me now.
Why don't you just
walk me through
the day of the murder
just one more time.
Um, we went hunting at the lake,
which the others will confirm,
and then we all went back
to Margo Banks's house,
and they left, I stayed.
I was there all night.
And Margo, she can
verify that for you?
Yes. If you could
just call her,
or you could bring her down
here and she could tell you,
or you could give me my phone
What y'all get up
to at Margo's, huh?
What do
you mean "get up to"?
Y'all drinkin'?
I'm not answering that.
Opportunity,
evidence, motive.
Those are the three
things that we look for,
and in that order.
Now, opportunity.
You were at the lake
house that night.
Evidence.
You bought the murder
weapon four days ago.
-Now, motive.
-I didn't know Abby Jackson.
Why would I do this?
Why don't you tell me about
Brewster, Massachusetts.
Why don't you tell me
about August 16, 2023
around 10:00 p.m.,
when a pedestrian
was fatally struck
by a fast-moving vehicle.
Why don't you tell
me about that.
Accidents happen, Sophie.
I know that. I do.
And if an accident happened
the other night at Margo's,
well, best thing that you
can do is just come clean.
That's the only
way I can help you.
You tell me everything
that happened that night
'cause I am gonna get
to the truth either way.
Are you?
Because it took you six hours
to figure out I was in a
car crash two years ago.
Hi there.
Fred Allen, attorney at law.
Sorry I'm late. I was up all
night with food poisoning
and I'm
all out of sorts.
Can I go now?
-Absolutely you can go.
-Great.
This interview's over.
I know you think
that I'm some hick,
but I am trying to help you.
'Cause either you are
covering up for somebody
or you are in real trouble.
Thanks.
You almost ready?
What's the rush?
The rush?
Well, the whole
damn campaign team
will be here in 30 minutes.
Strategists,
consultants, a stylist.
Oh yeah, and a
crisis PR team too.
For what crisis?
Maybe you didn't
notice your best friend
got hauled off to jail
in the middle of
my announcement.
Oh. That.
You're lookin' good, governor.
Don't.
Mmm.
Now, come on.
We can't. We gotta
Mmm.
I said stop. Don't do that.
We can't.
Don't you think you
oughta be gettin' dressed?
No. I don't.
Are we jerks for
getting procedures
when there's been a murder?
She says after she gets hers.
Well, with Marcello's wait list,
we take what we can get.
Amen, honey.
Well, how come Margo's not here?
I don't know. She said
she couldn't make it.
Well, I'd hate to see
her units go to waste.
Guess who just left the station.
They held her overnight?
-Must be bad.
-Of course it's bad.
It was her gun that killed Abby.
There always was
something off about her.
She always was a little snooty.
And she did kill
someone in Boston.
Y'all, justice will prevail.
The guilty will pay
for their crimes.
You can count on it.
Oh my God. Sophie.
What is happening?
What was that?
What was that? Where were you?
Why did you not come
down to the station?
What, with Jack?
And I'm sorry,
but did you Google
the world's dumbest lawyer?
You have no right.
I-I'm sorry. Wait.
What does that mean?
You know, I don't know what
any of this means because
a couple of weeks ago, you were
scared to go to an NRA party
and now you're getting
arrested over a gun.
Yeah, you're right.
I fucked up.
You wanted me to have fun.
You wanted me to try to
find the old Sophie again.
So I tried to fit in with Margo
and the other wives for you.
-That's not fair.
-And then I found a friend
that actually made me feel
good, and-and I could
be a better version of myself.
And I
I took it too far.
Tell me how far.
We went shopping the other
day and I felt pressured,
and so I bought a gun,
and I knew it was
wrong, so I hid it.
You didn't bring it
into the house, did you?
Do you know the first thing
about storing a gun safely?
How did you lose your gun?
I don't know.
You were drinking, weren't you?
-Yeah.
-Hmm.
Fuck.
What else have you
been lying to me about?
Nothing.
I took out the BMW a few times.
Hmm, so you've been
drinking and driving.
I'm not doing it
at the same time.
So tell me exactly
what happened.
After we went hunting,
I, um I drank
way, way too much,
and I I blacked out.
And, um, when I woke up,
I didn't know where
My gun was gone.
I lost it or someone stole it.
And it I don't know how
but it just so
happened to be the gun
that was used to kill Abby.
But I didn't know that girl,
so I-I have no
reason to hurt her.
But you were blacked out,
so you don't really know
what happened, do you?
Hmm.
Hey, I promise that I'm
gonna find out what happened.
And when I do, you're gonna get
all of the explanations
that you deserve.
-Mm-hmm.
-I'll go back to therapy.
I'll do whatever you want.
But right now, I re
I really need to figure out
what happened that night.
You need to fix this.
Hey, yo, J!
Jamie.
What, are you avoiding
me now, Jamie?
You left me at the vigil.
Been leaving me on read too.
So what's up?
Dude, why are you
being so dramatic?
You're actin' like a bitch.
What?
Huh?
What do you want?
Well, I talked to the cops.
We gon' need to square up
on what you're gonna say
if they wanna talk to you.
I'm not lyin' for you.
-What is your problem?
-Abby was murdered!
Someone has to give a shit.
She was my girlfriend.
Well, now you got
your MILF. Right?
And your cheer squad.
And you're goin' off
to Baylor next month,
so you got new pussy to swim in.
Fuck you say?
Did you kill her?
You kidding me, bro?
I left Margo's house with you.
You drove me home, dude.
You treated Abby like shit.
You're just jealous 'cause you
never got my sloppy seconds.
Stop.
Stop!
Y'all alright?
We're fine.
So, as people enter
the sanctuary,
there'll be photos of Abby
on the two big screens
and then we'll have
programs on every seat.
Oh, did you get the
pictures that I sent?
I think they were the best,
but I I don't know.
I did. I got them,
and they are perfect.
Now, as for the flowers,
the biggest arrangements
will be flanking the casket
and then a bunch of smaller ones
will sit at the
front of the stage.
Okay.
-Thanks, Bev.
-Of course.
I'm
just wondering, like,
where-where is she right now?
Oh. Abby's at the funeral parlor
being prepared for tomorrow.
Now, don't worry, I
have been in touch
with the funeral director
every step of the way.
And I know this
won't ease your pain
but we both agree,
that brushed copper casket
will look absolutely
beautiful in here.
Brushed copper?
That's not the
one that I picked.
Yes. I understand there were
some financial considerations
to be taken into account,
but the arrangements have
all been taken care of.
By who?
-Starr, what a nice surprise
-You had no right!
-Where the fuck do you get off?
-What are you talking about?
The pricey casket that
I couldn't pay for?
What-what?
-I was trying to be charitable!
-Don't worry about us.
What you oughta worry
about is your rotten son
and what he did to my daughter!
My son didn't do anything wrong!
You need to leave my house!
Yeah? Well, you watch what
happens if you fuck around
and you make me come back here.
You watch!
This is Margo.
Go on and say
something sweet now.
Hi. Um, it's me.
Um, I I really
need to talk to you.
Um, this whole thing is
this whole thing
is so fucked up.
I mean, it's it's
really fucked up.
They think I
They think I did it.
They think I killed her.
I just
I-I really need to talk to you.
Alone.
I need you.
Hi. Um, is Margo here?
It's an emergency. I
really need to talk to her.
I'm sorry. Mrs. Banks
isn't available right now.
Uh-uh
-Who are you?
-Jia-Yi.
Jed's campaign manager.
Well, is Jed here then?
Mr. Banks isn't
available either.
Okay, um, their cars are here,
and I hear voices inside,
so I know they're home.
So you can either just let me in
or turn your ass around
and tell them I'm here.
I'm sorry. They're unavailable.
If it's an emergency, I suggest
you go back to your
car and dial 911.
Uh, it's all good, Jia-Yi.
I can speak to Miss Sophie here.
Jed, hi. I'm so sorry
to barge in like this,
but this whole gun thing is just
a complete misunderstanding.
And is Margo here?
Sophie, we care
about you, we do,
but you put us in a tough spot.
I know that. Um
I-I just really need her
to tell the police
that I was with her.
Well, Margo's making a
statement to 'em later today.
Until then, I think
what's best for everyone
is just to go ahead and
let the process play out.
You understand that, don't you?
Jed. Jed.
-Jed
-You take care, Sophie.
Alright, guys,
let's keep working.
We gotta roll out phase one.
Yes, sir. We're on it.
Alright,
guys. You heard him.
Handled.
-That looks great, y'all.
-Beautiful, Margo.
Really nice.
Oh my God.
F
Oh, fuck you.
Wow.
Wow.
Okay, you cunts.
You all blocked me.
Fuck you.
Bradley.
You okay? You want a snack?
Wh What happened?
Nothing. I'm fine.
That isn't nothing.
Who did you hit?
And how
is this gonna look?
Showing up at the funeral
tomorrow all banged up.
Now is not the time to get shy.
You better start
talking, mister.
Stop!
It was fuckin' Jamie.
-What did you do, Bradley?
-I didn't do shit!
It's all him.
He's gonna fuck up my alibi
by being a pussy bitch.
Language!
He wants to talk to
the fucking cops.
He's gonna tell
'em where we were.
No.
He's gonna tell 'em
I wasn't with you.
He's gonna tell 'em the truth.
That I snuck out
and rode with him
and that it was my idea.
I'm so fucking stupid!
We didn't go to Creampie's.
We went to the other
side of the lake
Stop that! Right now!
I don't ever wanna hear
you finish that sentence!
I don't know where
you went that night
and I don't want to know.
Mom.
Okay.
Okay.
You you go have a snack
and I will take
care of the rest.
-Okay?
-Okay.
I want Jed to sit with you.
-Helps with optics.
-That's a good idea.
I'll be right there
to object to anything
that I don't want you answering.
You don't wanna go in there
and wave your dirty
panties in their face.
And whatever you say
we may have to run
damage control on
so keep it short and sweet.
The vaguer the better.
And remember, in this country,
you've got the right not
to incriminate yourself.
Look, I get it.
You want me to lie and obfuscate
and muddy the waters.
But I'm about to be
first lady of Texas,
so I'm gonna take
the bull by the horns
and tell the truth.
Jamie! Hey!
Mrs. Thompson.
I just wanted to see
how you were holding up.
Will I see your beautiful
mother at the funeral tomorrow?
No. Um, she's working.
Okay.
Actually, I don't think
I'm gonna make it.
Of course you're
going, honey. Come on.
I can give you a ride home.
Jamie.
Look, I know that you
and Brad both loved Abby,
and sometimes, strong
feelings come out wrong,
but you will forgive each
other your trespasses
because you're brothers.
I mean, you know me and Clint
have always thought
of you as a son.
Thank you.
But I'm not going to that.
I don't wanna see
Abby like that.
Hey, it's important
to say goodbye.
You'll regret it if you don't.
Aw, honey, I know.
I know. It's awful.
Look, Abby is in heaven and
look, we're stuck here on Earth,
but we can't stop livin'.
Abby wouldn't want that.
We all have to look
towards the future now.
Brad's the one with a future.
Alright? I'm not
leaving Kirk County.
Oh.
Baby, don't say
that. We're family.
We take care of each other.
You should apply to
the Holy Horizon's
fellowship program.
Fifty thousand dollars
to a continuation of
Christian education.
I think you've got a real
chance of getting it.
-Really?
-We'll set you up
at a good Christian university.
I'll even help you fill
out the application.
I never even heard
of this scholarship.
We're sticking together, Jamie.
Keepin' it in the family.
You do understand
what I mean, right?
Yeah.
I understand.
That scholarship
sounds good.
Wonderful.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Banks,
for the inconvenience,
but when the main
suspect in a murder case
says you're their alibi,
we gotta put you
in the hot seat.
Of course.
So, where were
you during the day
leading up to Abby
Jackson's murder?
Well, it was a hot day.
Prime hog hunting weather.
So me and the girls,
we got out early.
We can provide a list of names.
Uh, and we, uh, we shot
a boar, 300-pounder.
-Oh, hell. A big'un.
-Yeah.
So, you know, we took
pictures for Instagram.
All timestamped, of course.
And then we went
back and celebrated.
You know, nothin' unusual.
Just brunch, some booze.
Girls bein' girls. You know.
But then the others
left and, uh
well, Sophie and I, we
we just kept drinkin'.
Didn't want the party
to end, I guess.
And one thing led to the other,
and
I'm not proud of this,
but
You can tell him.
Well, I took a Xanax
recreationally.
Well, hell.
Shit, I get it.
I popped a Vicodin at a
George Strait concert once.
These things happen.
And no one's gettin'
arrested over it, okay?
But just to confirm, it was
just you and Miss O'Neil
at your lake house that evening?
Yes.
You were there
with her all night?
No. I was not.
I got a call around 10:30 p.m.
Family emergency.
And I'm ashamed
to even admit it.
I got behind the
wheel inebriated,
but it's just what I did.
It's what I had to do.
So I don't know what Sophie did
for the rest of the night.
Well, you understand we're gonna
have to corroborate your story.
Yeah, of course.
Um
I'll tell you all about my
messed up family back in Alba.
Would-would you mind
just turning that off?
It it's personal.
Yeah, of course.
What the fuck are
we doing, Jonny?
I was in the area,
thought maybe you could
use a little pick-me-up.
Uh-huh.
Station's 30 minutes from here.
You know I'd drive 45 for
a good sausage and cheese.
Bullshit.
You're here 'cause you need
help on the Jackson case.
Hmm.
Whole thing's just weird.
You know, we brought
in Sophie O'Neil.
She says she's with
Margo Banks all night.
Then Margo comes in, says
she left the lake house
at 10:30 p.m. for
a family thing.
It's weird 'cause
it's some big secret.
I mean, Jonny cut the camera
in the middle of the interview.
And I know what you're thinking
but LeDoux, he went
and checked it out
and sure enough,
family medical
emergency in Alba.
Sophie's got no alibi.
What do you think?
She do it?
Hmm.
I'm not sure.
From what you told me, that
girl's got no motivation.
The evidence, it just
keeps on stacking up.
Now, she's got this ugly prior,
this vehicular homicide
in Massachusetts
that basically just
disappeared off the map.
Plus, you know, she owned
the murder weapon, so
Which she bought, what,
like five days ago?
You think she even
knows how to use it?
I don't know.
Can't wrap my head
around it.
Wait, where you goin'?
Abby Jackson's funeral's in 30.
Let's just skip the part where
you tell me I need to rest
and I tell you I'm fine.
It's a public funeral,
I can go if I want.
Dressed like that?
Come on, girl, run a
comb through your hair.
Be in the car.
Hey there. Good to see you.
Hey.
Break her arm pattin' herself
on the back like that.
What?
Mom, funeral.
It's just about time.
You ready?
Yeah.
Okay.
Please take your seats.
We're about to begin.
I can't say everything's
gonna be alright.
'Cause it's not.
We hurt.
And we will hurt
for a long time.
"John 4:1-6 says,
"Let not your heart
be troubled."
"Believe in God
but believe also in me.
My father's house
has many rooms.
If that were not so,
would I have told you
"that I'm going there to
prepare a place for you?"
"And if I go and prepare
a place for you,"
I will come back and
take you to be with me,
that you also may be where I am.
"You know the way to the
place where I am going."
We ask God to give us peace
-Hey!
-as we seek
to release this child
-Uh-unh. Let's go.
-'til we are rejoined.
Come on.
I'm just here to talk to Margo.
No. You are not welcome
here. You gotta go, honey.
This is not the place.
-But he will not return to me.
-Come on. Get outta here.
Now, David's
response and insight
carries penetrating truth for us
that we can apply
to our situation
in the here and now.
The scriptures tell us that he
went to the house of the Lord
and worshipped,
comforted his wife
and returned to
the business of life.
I want y'all to pray with me.
Sophie!
-What do you want?
-I don't know.
To make sure you're
okay, I guess.
Yeah, I'm not.
Uh, I'm not okay.
I know. I saw them kick you out.
They didn't have to do that.
Thanks.
Look, it's not fair.
None of it's fair. I mean
half the people inside
don't even care about Abby.
It's messed up. You
shouldn't be a suspect.
You didn't do anything wrong.
How do you know that?
Just a feeling.
Look, I-I barely remember
anything from the other night,
but I just wanted you to
know that I feel so awful
about what happened with us.
It was completely
inappropriate and I'm just
I'm so sorry.
Shit, what do you
think happened?
I mean, I assume that we, uh
had sex.
I wish. Um
No, you just kept saying
I was too young for you
and tried to call
me your "baby boy."
It
kinda killed the vibe.
That's good. Thank God.
Okay. Well, then what
happened after that?
Nothing. Just
just took Brad home.
I should probably
get back inside.
Jamie, can you just
You're like the only person that
I have to talk to about this.
-I can't.
-And
Mm-hmm.
Just be careful.
Okay?
These people don't fuck around.
Mm-hmm.
Where have you been?
I don't have proof,
but I think this whole
thing is fucking hinky.
-Hinky?
-Like a conspiracy
and I think that I'm
in the middle of it.
I think that
someone stole my gun
in the middle of the night
to try and set me up.
Do you have proof
of the conspiracy?
Nobody's talking to me.
They all iced me out.
They all blocked me
on fucking Instagram.
And they just threw me
out of Abby's funeral,
and that guy with one eye
is following me again.
One eye?
Yeah, I know. I
know this is a lot.
I
Graham, I really, really
need you to believe me.
Sheriff's department!
Hello again.
Deputy Flynn. This
is Deputy Salazar.
We were hoping to
talk to Sophie.
Come on in.
So I know that we
spoke yesterday
but I wanted to give
you one more chance
to just tell us what happened.
Why don't we think of this
as a as a do-over, hm?
Remember, we can't help you
unless you tell us the truth.
I told the truth.
I was with Margo
Banks all night.
Well, then we have a problem.
Because Margo left the
lake house at 10:30
for a family emergency.
N-No. That-that can't be right.
'Cause we just
talked the other day
after we found out about Abby
and she didn't
tell-tell me that.
You know I could bring
you in right now?
You falsified information
to a police officer.
That's three
months, right there.
I'm gonna level with you.
This doesn't look good.
But I don't think you did it.
But nine times out of ten,
the obvious answer
is the correct one,
and right now,
you're looking obvious as fuck.
I don't know why you're lying,
but now's the
second best time
to stop.
I
honestly don't
know what happened.
But I had no reason to
want that girl dead.
I didn't do it.
I wouldn't do it.
Okay.
Here.
Take my card.
In case you think
of anything else.
Sophie, don't leave town.
You have a good one.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Are you fucking kidding me?
This is what I'm talking
about. This is a setup.
This is this is all Margo.
A family emergency?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Come on. She did this
and she's framing me.
Why the fuck would
she be framing you?
That is not something
that happens in real life.
I don't know.
I don't know anything
other than the fact
that I didn't fucking do this.
But you don't even know that!
You know, I really
tried to take your side,
even when you sounded
fucking insane earlier,
but now, you just sound
you sound fucking crazy.
-Graham.
-No. No, no.
No, I can't do thi
I'm not doing thi
I'm not doing this again.
No, you're drinkin' again.
You're drinkin' and drivin'.
You're blackin' out.
You're lyin' to
the fuckin' police!
But the worst
the worst part
is you brought a
gun into our house
around our seven-year-old!
Why? So you can look cool
in front of your friends?
You've had a CPS
investigation before!
You should know better.
I mean, what if Jack
Don't. Don't.
Don't even say it.
I just
I don't feel comfortable
with you living here.
No. Don't.
Don't say that. I'm
not gonna leave Jack!
No. Mm-mm.
Until this is resolved,
I don't think you
should be in the house.
O Lord,
by whose mercy the faithful
departed find rest,
bless this grave
and send your holy
angel to watch over it.
Amen.
-You go.
-Okay.
I love you.
I love you.
Okay, bye.
Hey, stranger.
Need a ride home?
Oh, um
I was gonna ride with
Abby's cousin, but
Yeah. Sure.
Is everything okay?
I mean, I've barely seen
you at Holy Horizon lately
and I miss you.
We we all miss you.
Hey,
don't worry about me.
I'm just dealing
with some work stuff,
but God is still my homie.
You know, he got me.
He made sure I ran into
you today, didn't he?
That's true.
Now you know, it's just us
and we can talk as people.
Not pastor to congregant
or old to young.
Just one man, one woman
sharing one pain.
Yeah.
I know you miss Abby too.
Yeah.
But honestly, I mean
with you here, I'm
feeling better already.
Why can't I go on
vacation with you?
Because it's an adult thing,
but I will be back as
soon as I can, okay?
Can you make me a
quesadilla before you leave?
I'll make you a
quesadilla, okay, bud?
Mommy's gotta go now.
Okay.
Can you give me a hug?
Okay.
I love you, baby. Okay?
And I'll always, always
come back to you.
Love you, Mommy.
Come help me in
the kitchen, pal.
Okay.
Shit.
God damn it. Damn it. Damn it!
This is Margo.
Go on and say
something sweet now.
Do you think that if
you don't talk to me
that I'm just gonna go away?
You think I'm just
gonna shut up?
How-how dare you.
No, really. How
fucking dare you.
I just lost everything
because of you.
I just lost my son. I
just lost my family.
I just lost my home,
you fucking bitch.
Margo Banks, queen fucking bee,
always gets everything
that she wants.
Oh my God! I mean, I knew
that that was the deal.
I knew. But I didn't know
that you were gonna go
as far as to frame me
for fucking murder!
Are you a sociopath?
Oh my God, you are.
Are you a sociopath?
You know what? Don't
even answer that.
I don't even wanna know.
Because you're sick.
You are a sick, sick person.
Fuck you!
So Jonny, how's the
investigation going?
Well, just between us,
your story checked
out, obviously,
but, uh, can't
say the same thing
about your gal Sophie.
Really think she did it?
I don't know. Uh,
I don't love it.
I mean, she'd have to be a
crack shot to do what she did,
and Callie here says she wasn't.
Besides, wife,
mother, good family.
People ain't gonna like it.
Oh, give me a fucking break.
She's an entitled, coastal
elite with a body count.
Now, look, she may have
gotten away with it in Boston,
but not here. No, ma'am.
'Cause you know what we
got down here in Texas?
Justice, that's what.
Justice.
Plus, she's a total bitch.
-Callie.
-I'm just saying!
What do you think?
Could she have done it?
Well
I may be an idiot, but
I actually liked her.
Sweet girl. Needed a friend,
bein' new in town and all.
But
-What do you think?
-But I didn't know
that you were gonna go
as far as to frame me
for fucking murder!
Are you a sociopath?
Oh my God, you are.
Are you a sociopath?
You know what? Don't
even answer that.
I don't even wanna
know. You are a sick
Framing that poor, sweet,
innocent girl for murder!
Margo Banks, how could you?
Who? My little pussy cat?
Hello?
Sophie.
Who is this?
Sienna Coulson.
Coulson-Banks.
Jed's ex-wife.
Oh. Uh
Hi.
I was at
the funeral today.
I saw what happened.
Um, yeah.
I wasn't, um That
wasn't really
Girl, you
gotta be smarter.
-You look guilty as sin.
-Well, I'm not.
I don't even know how the gun
Jesus Christ, I'm
not talking about the gun.
I'm not talking about specifics.
I'm talkin' 'bout
how things look.
People think you did it
'cause someone wants
it to look that way.
Right?
So
-who's that?
-Margo.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-
ding-ding-ding!
That cunt's a snake.
And I can say that
'cause I'm a cunt and a snake.
Why me?
Who knows!
She knows. He knows.
He?
You mean, like, Jed?
Jed's a
big, dumb idiot.
He don't know shit.
Kyle's the one you
need to worry about.
Kyle You mean
Kyle, Margo's brother?
You mean crackhead brother.
Why do you think I live
in a goddamn duplex?
He was gonna break my kneecaps
unless I signed that
shitty divorce agreement.
So I signed.
So you think he's setting me up.
Or you think he's helping her.
I told you, I don't
know specifics!
Just
how it looks.
-Thank you for calling me.
-Mmm.
Of course, honey.
-Bye now.
-Sienna?
Do you know where
I can find Kyle?
Who the fuck are you?
-I'm-I'm Sophie O'Neil.
-Who sent you here?
-Oh my God.
-Who sent you? Huh?
-What? Fuck!
-Get the fuck in here.
Oh fuck, please don't shoot me.
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you A rose garden ♪
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You gotta give ♪
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little rain sometimes ♪
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