No Good Deed (2024) s01e06 Episode Script

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[operator] 911, what's your emergency?
[echoing] We were at my wife's concert,
and and he was alone.
I don't know. It looks like somebody tried
to break in and shot him. He's, uh
I think my son's dead.
Okay. Yeah, we will. Thank you.
You're a better liar than you used to be.
[tense music playing]
Wow, so you haven't seen my dad at all?
[Paul] Not at all. No.
Just Not at all.
Really? Because he said you were selling
the place and that he was gonna stop by.
Ah, well, I don't know.
Maybe he got waylaid, you know?
- People get waylaid.
- What?
Hmm
[Lydia] Here you go.
Aunt Lydia's famous cocoa?
[Lydia chuckles] Aw.
[Nate] Mmm!
[softly] I remembered
how much you loved it.
[Nate] Thanks. Um
Why are you guys talking so quietly?
- [Paul] Oh, yeah. That's It's funny.
- [Lydia] Oh. That's funny.
- Yeah, that's--
- [Paul] Yeah, I got this one.
- [Lydia] Oh.
- Um, it's part of this, um sleep hygiene.
[Lydia] Okay, yeah.
Yeah. Um
Uh if you talk quietly
at the end of the day,
it really prepares you for bed.
You know, they say staying awake is, um
It's worse than sitting.
- Huh.
- Yeah, they say that.
Sounds stupid, but, you know
- Yeah.
- And sitting is worse than smoking, so
- Right.
- You can't win.
[Lydia] You can't.
Cool.
[theme music playing]
It's kind of bittersweet
you guys are sellin' this place.
- Yeah.
- We had so many great Christmases here.
You remember when my dad
dressed up as Santa?
Yeah. He got so loaded
he fell in the kiddie pool.
Yeah. But before that, it was nice.
- Except for the fight we got into.
- Yeah. Well, okay.
Other than the fall and the fight,
it was nice.
Yeah. Aw. Look at you, Natey.
So grown-up.
You and Jacob were just boys
last time we saw you.
And now you're a man.
- And--
- [Paul yawns] Oh my goodness.
Oh. Okay!
Well, the sleep hygiene thing,
it's kickin' in.
- Yeah. Okay.
- [Paul] Oh.
Hey, sorry we couldn't
help out with your dad.
Yeah. I mean, uh
the guy just got out of prison,
and now he's disappeared.
- I know something's off.
- [Paul] You never know.
- [Lydia] I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
- Things are off, then they go on again.
- [phone chimes]
- Yeah. Oh wow!
My guy at the police station
traced my dad's phone.
- Oh!
- Oh!
Um uh-huh.
Guess I'm goin' to Elysian Park.
- Oh, Elysian Park? Wow. That's
- Uh-huh. Yeah.
It's interesting that Mikey's phone
was found at Elysian Park.
Yeah, well, they traced it there.
Good luck.
[Nate] Yeah, thanks.
You know what? Paul will go with you.
No, but it's late. You must be tired.
- Uh, it's
- He comes alive at night.
- Uh
- Yeah.
Yeah. I'll I'll meet you outside.
Great. Uh, bye, Aunt Lydia.
It was good seeing you.
It was good seeing you too, Natey.
- Why is Mikey's phone at Elysian Park?
- Why would you tell him I'd go with him?
- 'Cause I don't want him to be alone.
- What?
You should probably find that phone
before he does.
[grunts] Uh?
Fine. Listen, while I'm fake-helping him
look for a phone in the woods,
you talk to my brother in the wall.
Get him to tell you
where he hid the evidence.
- Okay.
- Without tongue.
There was no tongue.
On my part.
[insects chirping]
[Dennis] Okay. There we go.
Lefty loosey, righty tighty.
Wow. You actually put the crib together.
Uh I don't think that deserved a "wow"
and an "actually."
I said I'd do it, so I did it.
Well, it sat in an open box
for three weeks
with a note on it that said,
"Hey, please do this."
So you're lucky it's a "wow"
and an "actually," actually.
Well, I did it.
And, no, Mom didn't help me.
[sighs] Look, I'm sorry I called you
a sad little mama's boy with no backbone.
Actually, that's worse than what you said.
Well, it's what I meant, so
Look, I get it, all right? Lyin'
about the book, that was a weak move.
That's not the man I wanna be.
But I have been creatively constipated.
Yeah, I've been backed up.
[phone buzzing]
[buzzing stops]
It's okay. It's okay.
Uh [sighs]
Some things are
harder to admit than others.
I just wanna give you
the life and the house that you deserve.
Dennis, you don't have
to give me anything.
I just need you to be here for me
and for this baby.
Yeah, but what if I'm not?
- What does that even mean?
- What if I'm not?
What? If if you leave me,
I will fucking donkey punch you--
I'm dying.
What?
- [insects chirping]
- [knocking]
[suspenseful music playing]
Mikey, can you hear me?
I I just wanna talk.
I get it. We left you alone
to piss in a bucket with no food.
Albeit it is our best bucket.
[Mikey grunting]
What are you doing?
[Mikey groaning]
[groaning] Lydia, help me.
Oh shit.
No, no. Shit.
[dramatic music playing]
Is it just me, or do you
seem sorta okay with me dying?
[Carla] You're not dying.
I WebMD'd sarcoidosis,
and you just have elevated levels.
Odds are you are fine.
Yeah. Same odds my father had.
And, like, I know you hate spoilers,
but he dead.
Well, as a Black woman
giving birth in this country,
it's way more likely I'll die than you.
You're just saying that
to make me feel better.
In what world
does that make you feel better?
- It doesn't.
- It shouldn't.
Well, we'll know more
after my CAT scan tomorrow.
[brushing teeth]
You have to get a CAT scan?
You see? It's scary, right?
- No, I'm sure it's just a formality.
- Yeah, but what if it's a somethin'?
- Right? Like, what would you do if I--
- Dennis, stop.
I'm serious, though.
I know you and my mom aren't
on the best of terms,
and you and her are all I have.
And you might be all he has.
[water running]
[tense music playing]
- [Lydia] Mikey?
- [Mikey, weakly] Yeah
[Lydia] I'm coming.
[yells]
Ah!
[groans]
Almost there.
[Mikey coughs]
- [sighs] Lydia?
- [Lydia] Oh, Mikey. Oh my God.
- Are you dying?
- I wish.
You're burning up. Fuck. You're dying.
Please stop saying I'm dying, okay?
I'm not dying. I'm just fucking detoxing.
- [groans and coughs]
- Okay. So so what do I do?
I need my pills.
Get me my pills.
I left a little message
for Paul and Lydia's realtor.
Made them an offer they won't refuse.
[J.D.] That, uh sounds expensive.
Only 200 over asking.
What?
You have to add honey
to sweeten the pot, honey.
Yeah, but, you know, they were already
asking for a lot of honey, honey. Right?
Honey, we're already downsizing.
What do you want?
For us to live in an apartment?
I mean, couldn't we be happy
living in an apartment, right?
Oh, honey, absolutely not.
What are we even talking about?
Aren't you about to get an offer
on a Marvel movie?
Yes, I am.
What's it called again?
It's called Captain World
Universe Man.
[Margo] Huh.
Sounds like a big one.
I found 'em.
Oh man. Thank God.
You're savin' my life right now.
Not until you tell me
where the evidence is.
Oh fuck. [sighs]
[Paul] I spent my whole life
without ever going down into a ravine.
I guess those days are over.
[Nate] Well, this is where
his phone pinged, so
[Paul] Yeah, but what can a phone tell us?
Huh? I mean,
we're more than our phones, right?
They can tell us a lot, you know?
Uh, photos, texts, locations.
Wow. Hmm. I'm impressed.
They teach you that in cop school?
No, it's a phone.
We all know what's on it.
Okay, smart-ass.
"We all know what's on it," okay.
- [chuckling] All right. Okay.
- [Paul] Yeah.
[Nate] Oh, where is this fucking phone?
[Mikey] Lydia, stop fuckin' around.
I'm not fuckin' around.
You want your drugs or not?
- [Mikey grunts]
- [Lydia] Where's the evidence?
[sighs]
It's in a toolbox on a shelf
in a closet in my apartment. Come on.
- Are you telling me the truth?
- Yes, for fuck's sake. Come on.
You know, Nate was here.
- He's worried about you.
- [Mikey] He should be!
I'm fuckin' bein' held hostage,
layin' in my own filth.
What? What? We gave you a bucket, okay?
We gave you a nice bucket.
- You know that. Hey!
- Aah! Ha-ha!
[chuckling]
What what the fuck are these?
[Lydia] Christmas M&M's.
Where are my pills?
Wherever things go
when you flush 'em down the toilet.
Oh fuck! You're not supposed
to do that, you know.
- It's bad for the environment.
- Really? Mike!
[Mikey sighs]
[Lydia] You can have a new life.
A second chance with Nate.
Huh, there's no second chances with kids.
Mikey, you can still talk to your son.
All I have is a light bulb.
Yeah.
What?
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone buzzes]
[Paul] Hey, Nate, look, I don't know
about you, but my feet are wet.
It's very dewy.
It's much more dewy than I would think.
Maybe we call it a night.
Uncle Paul, I think I see his phone. Here.
- [Paul] Oh, great!
- No, no, no, no, no! Don't touch.
- [Paul] Huh?
- Fingerprints.
Oh, sorry.
But it's just a few on the front and
- And, yeah, all ten on the back.
- Can I have it?
[sighs]
It's water-damaged. Shit.
Shit!
It's not gonna tell us anything.
- Now that, they taught you in cop school.
- No.
He sent me the weirdest text
before he disappeared.
Weird how?
He said he loved me.
Oh, well, that's
that's kind of a nice text to get, huh?
If he'd ever said it before.
You don't think he killed himself, do you?
No way. No. No, he's not dead.
Uh he's my brother.
- I would feel if he was dead.
- Isn't that just a twin thing?
Well, we're 15 months apart.
We're Irish twins. Well, half-Irish.
[Paul] Holy shit! Look at this!
- [Nate] What?
- [jangling]
I think these are his keys.
Come on. Let let's go
to his apartment. Maybe he's there.
If his keys are here,
how could he be at his apartment?
'Cause Irish twins.
[Nate] What?
[suspenseful music playing]
[sighs]
Thank you for meeting me, Denise.
I figured it might be
the last time I see my grandbaby.
Hello and goodbye, grandbaby.
This is the voice of your grandmother.
You may never hear it again.
Don't you think
you're being a little dramatic?
Am I?
Or am I doing
what I was strongly urged to do?
Let go.
I get that, and I apologize
for saying that to you.
I should've been more sensitive
to you being a single mom.
I I know I couldn't do it.
No, you definitely could not.
- Thanks.
- [phone chimes]
- [Carla] Oh God.
- [Denise] What?
It's our realtor.
The Los Feliz house got their first offer,
and it's 200 over asking.
Oh.
If only you had a mother-in-law
who was willing to help you out.
Look, J.D., can I tell you something?
Not as a business manager but as a friend.
Not really. We're not friends.
Yeah, but we've known each other
a long time.
Not in an intimate way.
Look, this isn't Rising Tides.
Life isn't a soap opera
where everyone looks like
a billion dollars and never works.
That needed all the buildup?
[Lenny] Margo knows
you're struggling financially, right?
What she doesn't know
won't hurt me, you know?
Well, it is hurting you, because she's
still out there buying $5,000 handbags.
Is she trying to dry you out?
Look, I just
I don't want her to think any less of me
than she already does, all right?
[Lenny] If she loves you,
it shouldn't matter, right?
Huh? See? Now we're talkin' like friends.
[J.D.] Well, what do you want me to do?
I guess I could sell the boat.
[Lenny] J.D.? You you talking to me?
J.D.?
[Lydia] Uh Mm-mmm.
- Stay hydrated. Keep drinking.
- [sighs]
When we were kids, nobody needed
to be hydrated. What changed?
[laughing]
I thought you got sober a long time ago.
I did.
- So what happened?
- Well
You know, you were there.
You were here. That's what happened.
It was that night.
[Lydia sighs]
I'm sorry.
Eh. Let's do some cocaine
and work through it.
[chuckles]
God, I hated sharing this room with Paul.
Little shit got away with murder.
And I always took the blame.
Not that I'm bitter.
Huh. Well, I guess everyone has
their own ways of coping.
His was just
to sweep everything under the rug.
Ah, I don't know how either one of you
can live here anymore.
I really don't.
I don't know how I could leave here.
But it's just me. You know,
Emily won't even step foot in this house.
- How is she?
- [Lydia] I don't know.
She's like her father.
She doesn't talk to me.
Yeah, Paulie told me you sold your piano.
Well, I couldn't play anymore because
- Oh God.
- Yeah.
Or
maybe you're just punishing yourself.
Or maybe I needed 80 grand
because I had
this extremely needy blackmailer.
Know him?
- Yeah, sadly, I do, and he's a bummer.
- Yeah. Mm-hmm.
But he's very handsome.
[Lydia] Okay.
[chuckling] I mean, not now,
obviously, but
Better than a few hours ago.
[suspenseful music playing]
[seabirds calling]
[man coughing]
Hey, what are you doin'?
[man groans]
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck am I? I'm Bobby.
I'm Luann's brother.
Who the fuck is Luann?
Oh shit.
- Just sign right there, Margo.
- Thank you, Henry.
You are such a nugget.
Thank you.
Ah
[sniffs]
Mmm! [sighs]
- Thank you.
- Of course.
- [Denise] Let--
- I got it. I asked you to breakfast.
Just let me take care of it.
It's a $30 check.
- It's 80.
- For breakfast?
What the fuck is up with LA?
They give their servers healthcare here.
[Denise] Oh!
You know, I always thought
when Dennis got a wife,
it would be like I finally got a daughter.
Not a woman who despises me.
Denise, how could I despise you?
I I barely know you.
Exactly, and I don't know you.
You're so secretive and buttoned-up.
What are you hiding?
I'm not hiding anything.
I just don't say everything I'm thinking
out loud in full voice in public.
[loudly] Well, maybe I have to be loud
because I'm trying to get through to you.
Okay, Denise. People are staring.
[Denise] Let 'em stare. I don't care.
We are supposed to be family,
and I haven't even met your father yet.
- And you never will.
- Oh!
I I just mean uh
It's complicated.
Yeah, I'm sure it's a real Rubik's Cube.
Well, I don't wanna miss my flight.
[Carla] Wait, wait. Don't go.
- No, it's too late.
- No, I think my water just broke.
[yells] Now?
[buzzing]
[Dennis exhaling]
[man on PA] All right, Dennis. Just press
the button if you need to talk to me.
[Dennis yells] Okay!
[technician] Please don't yell at me.
That's what the button is for.
Okay.
[technician] Okay, here we go.
[machine whirring]
Oh God.
Oh God.
[intense whirring]
- [bleeping and clicking]
- [whirring fades]
[technician] Sorry, we're just
having some technical difficulties.
- [Dennis] What does that mean?
- [technician] I just need to reboot.
All right, cool.
But would you keep talkin' to me, please?
Uh, 'cause I'm kind of
freaking out a little bit,
and, uh, your voice is very calming.
[technician] Thank you.
I practice mindfulness and meditation.
- What do you do for a living?
- Oh, I'm a writer.
Yeah, I'm workin' on my second book.
Supposedly.
[technician] I've had a lot of writers
in here. You're a scared bunch.
I used to be scared.
Then I realized life is just transitions.
But that's the beauty of it all.
What about death?
[technician] It's just
one more transition.
We all have a limited time.
What matters is what we do with it.
You know, if you die
before your book comes out,
you'll never have to read any reviews.
[chuckles] Yeah, well, that's true.
It's kind of freeing, actually.
[technician] What's your book about?
[Dennis] Uh
All I know so far is
it begins
in a forest of beautiful sequoias,
and suddenly this shadow appears.
Is it a man?
Is it a beast?
Or is it both?
[technician] What is it?
I'm on the edge of my seat.
It's neither.
[suspenseful music playing]
Then the earth starts to shake,
and then suddenly, this ice storm begins.
And Uh, hey. Hey, bro.
Would you mind gettin' my phone
and recordin' this as a voice memo?
[distant siren wailing]
[Paul] Huh.
Here we are.
[Nate] God, this place is so depressing.
There.
Now it's, uh more depressing.
- [chuckling] Yeah.
- Whew!
[Nate] Uh
Mattresses are like people.
They should never be naked.
[Nate sighs] Mmm.
Well, obviously, he's not here.
I can't believe it. He's
he's fuckin' dead.
Well, I mean
it's it's not like there's a body.
No, that that's a good thing.
There's no body. There's
What's uh
- No, it's okay. I don't--
- No. Come here.
- Come here.
- [Nate grunts] Uh
[sniffles]
I, uh uh
[sighs] You know, I I always wished
that you and Aunt Lydia were my parents.
I feel bad saying that 'cause I know
I'm never gonna see him again.
No, no. You you don't know that. That's
- [Nate] Yeah.
- Don't think that way.
- [Nate] Mm-hmm.
- Think positive. Uh
You just you just You don't know.
You never know.
That's the whole thing about
not knowing.
[suspenseful music playing]
Nate! Check this out.
He must've been here recently.
Look at this.
Yeah, very recently. It's not even brown.
See? He's alive. I told you.
He's probably hidin' from someone
'cause he owes him money.
Fuck this.
Like, I'm so sick of his bullshit. No.
You know, last week,
he promised me $80,000
to help me and my fiancée buy a house.
80,000?
I said I didn't want it.
- God knows what he'd do to get it.
- Yeah.
Yeah, God knows.
So, uh he didn't give you any of it?
No, he just promised
that it would be clean money
and that he'd have it to me
by the end of the week, and
then he disappeared, so
[door opens]
Why do I always believe him?
Because he's he's your dad,
and you want to.
It was the same way with my father.
We didn't have a good role model.
You seem like
you did a better job with Jacob.
I don't know about that.
You know, I
I wish I'd been a cop back then.
Maybe I could have caught the guy.
It kills me they never got him.
He's a fucking burglar.
How hard could it be?
[Mikey] You're a better liar
than you used to be.
[glass shattering]
[Paul] It looks like somebody
tried to break in and shot him.
He's, uh I think my son is dead.
[emotional music playing]
[Nate] I guess finding the guy
wouldn't bring Jacob back anyway.
No, no, it wouldn't.
[sighs] Shit, I I gotta get to work.
Um
I'm sorry I wasted your time, Uncle Paul.
Hey, you are never a waste of time, kid.
[door closes]
[sighs]
Toolbox in the closet. [sighs]
[sighs] Which toolbox, motherfucker?
[suspenseful music playing]
Nothing more soothing
than tomato soup and a grilled cheese.
Ah. Think a fistful of benzos
might be more soothing,
but that could just be me.
[chuckles] That is so you.
Hey, what are these, uh
tiny little balls in here?
Chickpeas. For protein. You need it.
[Mikey] You kind of think of everything.
You really are a good mother.
- You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
- Uh-huh.
I think that gaping wound
on your head would disagree.
[chuckles] Come on.
[sighs] How could we have been good
parents and not know Jacob was stealing?
Paul knew.
Well, yes, we both knew after that night.
No, Paul knew before.
Because Jacob stole some jewelry
out of that Lautner house we were
workin' on, like, a year earlier, so
He didn't tell you?
No. Mm-mmm.
I don't know what to say.
[tense music playing]
[Mikey] Oh, that's good. Mmm!
Good.
[outgoing call ringing]
- Why isn't he picking up?
- [Carla moaning softly]
Oh, I hope he's okay.
- [Carla groans]
- Woman in labor!
Oh my God.
I can't raise this little boy without him.
No. I I don't want to.
I I don't even wanna live without him.
Okay, baby. I know you're in pain,
but you're talkin' nonsense.
[sighs] Dennis is having
a CT scan right now.
The doctor thinks
he might have sarcoidosis.
And I I wasn't
supposed to say anything to you,
but he's scared
he's gonna die like his father.
Oh, honey, he is not gonna die.
[gasps] Sarcoidosis is hereditary, and
and he got this from your husband, so
- No, he didn't.
- How could you know that?
Because my husband wasn't his father.
[sweetly] Hello!
[suspenseful music playing]
Hey, hon. Want the rest of
my Hailey Bieber smoothie? I hate it.
Not thirsty.
[toilet flushing]
[gasps]
What's the matter, Luann?
You, uh surprised
to see your dead brother, Luann?
[breathing unsteadily]
[groans] I'm alive.
[chuckles]
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
[sighs] Of course.
[sighs]
[groans]
[distant siren wailing]
You sneaky son of a bitch.
Still hidin' shit in the record player?
[dramatic music playing]
Lydia!
Lydia, I got it!
I I got the evidence! Lydia?
Lydia? W
Mikey?
Fuck.
[gasps]
[dramatic music continues]