Workin' Moms (2017) s03e09 Episode Script
Guns ‘n' Deception
1 Previously on "Workin' Moms" Take away our clinic, you take away our tampons! This is such a brilliant idea.
Oh hey, look alive.
Hi, Priya Rajvath, Source Toronto News.
Wow, this is intense.
I would smash his camera and his precious fancy photography gear.
Let's explore that fantasy.
You mean these? Don't worry.
I will get rid.
No, come on, you don't have to do that.
Oh.
Ah! Hey Val, how you feelin'? Stop worrying about me, Kate.
I'm fine.
Just a little acid up the butt.
I'm done trippin'.
(Gasps) Mhmm I think I'm gonna drop Ella off with my mom today.
Oh shit, I totally forgot, I'm supposed to meet the landlord here.
Oh, don't worry, I'll stick around to make sure - he doesn't slack on the job.
- Oh really? Thank you! No problem.
You know, that work should've been done months ago.
Nothing tugs at my nips like a lazy landlord! Mm, I hear ya.
I'll see ya tonight? Oh, and, for the road? Oh, thank you.
Val, you're incredible.
Which makes this conversation a little bit difficult.
Um So look, I'm not gonna need you to Not another word.
The time has come.
You're ready to handle the nights on your own.
Yeah.
Or at least try.
Hold on, I've got something in my purse for the kids.
A memento from my time as their sweet dreams chaperone.
Oh really? Oh.
- Yeah.
- Wow.
You're welcome.
Press the button.
There's a there is.
(Scratchy recording of Val) Twinkle Twinkle Little star How I wonder what you are You know what? The kids are just gonna, um they're gonna cherish this.
How do I make it stop? You don't.
It's continuous.
- Holy shit oh! - (Cell phone buzzes) Oh.
Rosie! Rosie: Kate, you did it.
You saved the clinic.
The campaign was just awesome! The free bleed, the whole crotch bombing graffiti thing! Yeah, I hired this art school kid who goes by "The Puke" to hit a couple posters in the subway, now it's got a life of its own.
You've inspired a league of renegade menstrual justice warriors! I, I don't even know what that is, but I do know that I've counted like, six fresh crotches this morning, and I know they're not ours, 'cause The Puke's in Berlin.
Oh, I should've trusted your judgment.
I may have acted a little rashly.
Woman: Order's up! Rosie: Okay, I am not bussing that table! Kate, any chance I could get my job back? Oh, thank God, Rosie, because honestly, you mean so much to oh my God, they got Frankie.
That was a lot.
There's a lot of gore.
(Cars rumble, horn honks) (Sighs heavily) (Sharply indrawn breath) - You okay? - Oh! I can't handle all this puking.
It's like an ab workout, minus the gym.
Or like a sea cruise minus the sea, minus the boat, the all-you-can-eat shrimp.
Oh Well, I've prepared a first trimester breakfast of champions: chipped ice and a spoon.
This is perfect.
Thank you.
I mean, no problem.
Because I actually love you.
- Yeah.
- No, I love you.
(Ice rattles) Like I'm, I'm in love with you.
What? Oh wow, you don't feel the same way? No, no, no, no, no, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I know, I know, you wanna be single.
This was such a breach of our friendship.
Oh, why did I do that? (Sighs heavily) Wait before I wake God, you're into it? What? That's the best.
That's the best! In this place before and ever after Nobody does it like you I love you, too.
Come here.
Muah! Mm (Sighs contentedly) There's something I wanna show you.
(Door latch clicks, door creaks open) Wow! Um that's that's a nice touch, yeah.
What do you think? What a beautiful crossery.
Nursery.
Wait, what did I say? Uh, I think you said crossery? Did I? - Thanks for coming back.
- Well, you called me enough.
I mean, you're worse than my ex.
He's been texting me like crazy.
Okay, about that, I didn't tell you to smash his stuff.
Okay, we were playing out some fantasy scenarios, and look, the point is that you need to completely disengage from this person.
- He's a danger to you.
- Yeah, no shit.
He's been threatening me, saying all sorts of crazy stuff.
So, I went over there to talk to him.
- You what? - And I I found something.
Holy shit, Georgia, why did you take that? I don't know, in case he uses it on me.
I was afraid to take it to the cops because of what I did to his stuff, but I can't take it home because it's a fucking gun! Okay.
It's okay, just leave it with me.
Thank you.
You're like, my guardian angel.
(Drawer rattles, thunks shut) I wish you were my mom.
Well, I'm like, 10 years older than you.
Really? But I'm 20.
Okay, let's, let's just keep going here, okay? (Traffic rumbles) Excuse me, are you a farm animal? No grazing at your desk.
And that better not be a personal call! - (Book thunks) - Put the book away! You're late, Gary.
A new barista screwed up my order, and spelled my name with an "ie.
" Well, there's coffee in the staff kitchen.
Well, not espresso.
The machine's been broken for months.
Uh Jenny, can I speak to you? Hmm.
Ooh, ooh! I have an idea! Uh, if you love espresso so much, maybe you should just go take the stupid barista's job.
Yeah? So, what's up? Well, I gotta say, you've been making a real impact as manager.
Even better than Laura.
And everybody's just way more productive.
Hmm, well thank you, Marvin.
Yeah, it's basically all about communication.
Well, I mean, the staff kinda hate you, but you know, we never had these kind of numbers before, so keep it up.
Um look, I need to take some time off, so um, since you've been running things so smoothly, I thought that I could get out of town for a couple of days.
Okay, you're not going to some gay comic book thing, are you? (Laughs) Do not use gay as a pejorative, Jenny! And yes, I am.
So I'm leaving you in charge for the rest of the week.
You'll handle payroll, but it's not a big deal.
Oh so I'll be the boss? Yeah.
Oh, do I get to sit in your office? - Uh, sure.
- Can I fire Gary? Why? Uh, well, he's stalking me.
- Is he? - Yeah, he wishes! Are you taking this seriously? Yes! Yes, fine.
(Clears throat) I will do your boring job.
(Lighter clicks, flame hisses) (Chair creaks) - Howdy, Steve.
- Kate! (Chuckles) Well, I just got back from Calgary.
Listen, I-met with some folks from the Stampede, Stanton's gonna sponsor a chuckwagon in the derby next year.
- Cool! - I love it out west.
- Yeah? - Oh, I love the vibe.
Everyone's wearing cowboy hats, and I'd like to get that goin' here.
Mhm.
So look, so I brought the artwork with the changes you requested.
Oh, oh yeah.
Hey, I heard you saved that hooker hospital.
Hooker hospital? You mean the women's clinic.
Listen, I've been in business for 40 years.
You think I don't know how, how charity works? (Inhales deeply) Oh, I donate.
(Coughs) I donate money to all kinds of crap, not because I'm Jesus, but because I know how to play the game.
Speaking of which, you familiar with Lotus Flower? Uh, the yoga pants company.
Right, right.
Jared Percy, CEO of Lotus Flower, well he, he is downward dog in a pile of doo-doo for giving a chubby airline attendant a hard time.
No, thank you.
You haven't heard the offer yet.
I'm not interested.
I told him that you could help him out.
Well, you sh-shouldn't have.
I shouldn't have? (Grunts) Kate, Kate, Kate.
You know what, I introduced you to MOOD as an ally, and you have benefitted from my endorsement, so I think you owe me one.
I don't.
I don't owe you anything.
I'm sorry, truly, but I'm a businesswoman.
I, I'm not a friend of MOOD.
Ha, right! Yeah, genius businesswoman.
You've got one real client, and it's Stanton, so you can't afford to disappoint me.
Yeah.
You're right.
But I'm going to anyway.
I quit.
Uh, what? Bitch! Don't validate her parking! (Door opens) Oh hi, uh, you're not Kate.
Oh, I wish! Valerie Szalinsky.
You must be the landlord.
And you're late.
Is she subletting this place to you? Oh, I happen to be Kate Foster's BFF.
And I won't see the dignity of a hardworking, single mother compromised by a slum lord like yourself.
Whoa, slum lord? Now, hold on a second.
Oh, I would hold on, if I had the time, but I don't, too many things to fix! Now try to keep up.
(Door creaks, slams shut) (Tools rattle) Ah.
Ah.
(Tools rattle) (Clanking) That should about do it.
Oh! Hold on a second, there.
Are you sure you tightened - all the appropriate nuts? - (Water splashes) Yep, no more leak.
- Just looking out for my friend.
- Oh! Thank you.
Well, she's lucky to have you.
Well, I'm sure your wife appreciates all your handiwork at home? (Chuckles) Never been married.
- Oh.
- Never found the right fit.
Well, take your time.
Otherwise you might wake up one day and wonder what happened to your partner, and your sock drawer.
Sock drawer? He left me, and he took all my socks.
Oh, well, if you don't mind me saying, you must be crazy to have left you.
(Laughs) Oh, you've got big hands.
Oh, yeah.
You wouldn't wanna share a popcorn with me.
Well, I wouldn't make any assumptions.
(Chuckles) I am pretty good on the keys.
A musician, huh.
What else do you do? Landlord, and general contractor.
If you ever need anything fixed gimme a call.
Hmm.
Mel Boyd.
(Chuckles) (Door creaks, slams) (Sniffs deeply, exhales) (Birds chirp, traffic rumbles) (Papers rustle) I want Anne Carlson.
Okay, do you have an appointment? No.
Just tell me where she is.
That bitch told my ex to destroy my fucking life.
$20 grand worth of photography equipment! No! Hey! Carlson knows what she did to me, because she told her to fucking do it! Now I know that Georgia was here today, so where is she?! - Calm down, or I'll - Leave her alone! - Iris, go! - What the fuck? - Are you Dr.
Carlson? - You will leave Georgia alone, and you will never set foot in this place again, or I will report you and this gun to the authorities! Is that my fucking gun? Gimme that! This is self-defense! Go! Uh huh.
(Panting heavily) (Shaky sigh) (Grunts) Push me off the deep end Just to see how I swim Keep my head above water Oh, would I give in - Mike: Kate? - Kate: Oh, hi.
Hi, I got your call.
Is everything okay? I just dumped Steve Malk, and told him MOOD could kiss my ass.
(Laughs) You actually said that? Yeah, granted he was wearing a cowboy hat.
The whole thing felt very high-noon, wild west.
Aren't they your only source of income right now? Mhm.
But it felt so good to work for that clinic, - you know? - Mhmm.
I wanna find more clients that I believe in.
Speaking of, do you have any leads that don't directly conflict with (Clears throat) You're looking for a handout.
(Scoffs) You know, you can be a real asshole.
(Sighs) Ah - I'm not an asshole.
- Yeah? - No.
- You sure about that? Positive.
Then prove it, asshole.
(Both chuckle) Headmaster: As you know, our big Hallows Eve celebration is just around the corner, and every year, we ask Mrs.
Foster, perhaps you'd like to be in charge of attendance, and by that, I mean your own.
Fair enough.
Once again, Hallows Eve celebration is just around the corner, and every year we ask our parents just to help make it special and memorable for our toddlers.
Our toddlers won't even remember this event.
(Children laugh and holler) (Traffic rumbles) (Loud engine roars) (Engine shuts off) - Hey.
- Hey.
- Thanks for dropping her off.
- Yeah, no problem.
- Can I talk to you for a second? - Uh, sure.
Alice, do you wanna just give us a minute? So, any incidents to report? Suspicious diarrhea? Shoplifting? Catch 'em doing body shots? Uh, no this is a little awkward.
Okay.
We found a thong in Brenna's underwear drawer.
A thong? Wow, she's 12, you might wanna have a little check-in about age-appropriate underwear.
Well, we think she got it from Alice.
(Laughs) Alice, come on in, honey.
Alice doesn't own a thong, and if she did, she wouldn't share it with a friend, because that's super gross.
- What the hell, mom? - See? Full transparency, full butt.
Okay.
Well uh, we'll just talk to Brenna about it.
Great, fantastic! It's 2019, you can't just pull someone's pants down! - (Knocking) - Jenny: Ian! (Knocking) (Waking) Oh.
(Floorboards creak) Oh boy.
Hi.
Oh my God.
What happened? - Drove over my foot.
- What? Yeah.
Huh! They gave me the painkillers in the emergency room at the hospital.
Oh! I can't feel any pain.
Like in my foot, or in my emotions.
Which is good, considering my life is screwed.
Oh, don't be so dramatic.
Well, I can't work with a busted foot, and I can't claim worker's comp either, because it was off-hours.
And then there's the other car.
I thought I was broke before, but now I'm pretty much dead.
Ah you look good.
Thanks.
I'm higher status at work now, so I have to dress like it.
Oh boy.
I gotta take another pill.
I can feel feelings again.
(Pills rattle) Look, this new position at work means I'm basically in charge of everything, including payroll, so technically, I have hiring power.
So you can get me a job? No, Ian, not actually, but I can get you paid until you're back on both feet again.
No one will even notice.
Well, normally you know how I feel about lying, but right now, all I feel is this full-body hum.
Okay, I'm ordering food and looking after you both.
Eleanor: So are you coming, or what? Yeah, thanks, mom, I'll be there in about 20 if you wanna have Ella ready to go.
Tick, tock.
- Man: Oh! Ohhh - Fuck! - Eleanor: Kate? - Call you back, mom.
(Man groaning) Oh my God.
What happened? What is it Forest?! Oh my God! Oh my God, what happened? I found you.
I was I was looking all over the place for you.
The office, the cereal restaurant, I got you! Okay.
You should keep your voice down, what's goin' on? - You thought I was stupid.
- What? No! I know what happened now.
You manipulated me with your sex and breasts, and basically forced me to quit my job.
That is not true, and you know it! What is going on? Why are you so drunk? I'm celebrating.
I just filed a sexual harassment suit against your butt.
(Retches) Why would you do that? Oh! It's all cereal and pico de gallo! Get outta here! Shoo! Go! Hi.
I think there's a salmonella.
Bad romaine.
Son of a bitch! (Skateboard thuds) (Traffic rumbles) Lionel: Okay, everyone clear your plates! Alice? Alice?! Alice! Oh! Just Hey, careful with that! (Vent closes) (Door shuts) Hey, just so you know, the rest of the pork chops are in the fridge.
Oh hey, look alive.
Hi, Priya Rajvath, Source Toronto News.
Wow, this is intense.
I would smash his camera and his precious fancy photography gear.
Let's explore that fantasy.
You mean these? Don't worry.
I will get rid.
No, come on, you don't have to do that.
Oh.
Ah! Hey Val, how you feelin'? Stop worrying about me, Kate.
I'm fine.
Just a little acid up the butt.
I'm done trippin'.
(Gasps) Mhmm I think I'm gonna drop Ella off with my mom today.
Oh shit, I totally forgot, I'm supposed to meet the landlord here.
Oh, don't worry, I'll stick around to make sure - he doesn't slack on the job.
- Oh really? Thank you! No problem.
You know, that work should've been done months ago.
Nothing tugs at my nips like a lazy landlord! Mm, I hear ya.
I'll see ya tonight? Oh, and, for the road? Oh, thank you.
Val, you're incredible.
Which makes this conversation a little bit difficult.
Um So look, I'm not gonna need you to Not another word.
The time has come.
You're ready to handle the nights on your own.
Yeah.
Or at least try.
Hold on, I've got something in my purse for the kids.
A memento from my time as their sweet dreams chaperone.
Oh really? Oh.
- Yeah.
- Wow.
You're welcome.
Press the button.
There's a there is.
(Scratchy recording of Val) Twinkle Twinkle Little star How I wonder what you are You know what? The kids are just gonna, um they're gonna cherish this.
How do I make it stop? You don't.
It's continuous.
- Holy shit oh! - (Cell phone buzzes) Oh.
Rosie! Rosie: Kate, you did it.
You saved the clinic.
The campaign was just awesome! The free bleed, the whole crotch bombing graffiti thing! Yeah, I hired this art school kid who goes by "The Puke" to hit a couple posters in the subway, now it's got a life of its own.
You've inspired a league of renegade menstrual justice warriors! I, I don't even know what that is, but I do know that I've counted like, six fresh crotches this morning, and I know they're not ours, 'cause The Puke's in Berlin.
Oh, I should've trusted your judgment.
I may have acted a little rashly.
Woman: Order's up! Rosie: Okay, I am not bussing that table! Kate, any chance I could get my job back? Oh, thank God, Rosie, because honestly, you mean so much to oh my God, they got Frankie.
That was a lot.
There's a lot of gore.
(Cars rumble, horn honks) (Sighs heavily) (Sharply indrawn breath) - You okay? - Oh! I can't handle all this puking.
It's like an ab workout, minus the gym.
Or like a sea cruise minus the sea, minus the boat, the all-you-can-eat shrimp.
Oh Well, I've prepared a first trimester breakfast of champions: chipped ice and a spoon.
This is perfect.
Thank you.
I mean, no problem.
Because I actually love you.
- Yeah.
- No, I love you.
(Ice rattles) Like I'm, I'm in love with you.
What? Oh wow, you don't feel the same way? No, no, no, no, no, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I know, I know, you wanna be single.
This was such a breach of our friendship.
Oh, why did I do that? (Sighs heavily) Wait before I wake God, you're into it? What? That's the best.
That's the best! In this place before and ever after Nobody does it like you I love you, too.
Come here.
Muah! Mm (Sighs contentedly) There's something I wanna show you.
(Door latch clicks, door creaks open) Wow! Um that's that's a nice touch, yeah.
What do you think? What a beautiful crossery.
Nursery.
Wait, what did I say? Uh, I think you said crossery? Did I? - Thanks for coming back.
- Well, you called me enough.
I mean, you're worse than my ex.
He's been texting me like crazy.
Okay, about that, I didn't tell you to smash his stuff.
Okay, we were playing out some fantasy scenarios, and look, the point is that you need to completely disengage from this person.
- He's a danger to you.
- Yeah, no shit.
He's been threatening me, saying all sorts of crazy stuff.
So, I went over there to talk to him.
- You what? - And I I found something.
Holy shit, Georgia, why did you take that? I don't know, in case he uses it on me.
I was afraid to take it to the cops because of what I did to his stuff, but I can't take it home because it's a fucking gun! Okay.
It's okay, just leave it with me.
Thank you.
You're like, my guardian angel.
(Drawer rattles, thunks shut) I wish you were my mom.
Well, I'm like, 10 years older than you.
Really? But I'm 20.
Okay, let's, let's just keep going here, okay? (Traffic rumbles) Excuse me, are you a farm animal? No grazing at your desk.
And that better not be a personal call! - (Book thunks) - Put the book away! You're late, Gary.
A new barista screwed up my order, and spelled my name with an "ie.
" Well, there's coffee in the staff kitchen.
Well, not espresso.
The machine's been broken for months.
Uh Jenny, can I speak to you? Hmm.
Ooh, ooh! I have an idea! Uh, if you love espresso so much, maybe you should just go take the stupid barista's job.
Yeah? So, what's up? Well, I gotta say, you've been making a real impact as manager.
Even better than Laura.
And everybody's just way more productive.
Hmm, well thank you, Marvin.
Yeah, it's basically all about communication.
Well, I mean, the staff kinda hate you, but you know, we never had these kind of numbers before, so keep it up.
Um look, I need to take some time off, so um, since you've been running things so smoothly, I thought that I could get out of town for a couple of days.
Okay, you're not going to some gay comic book thing, are you? (Laughs) Do not use gay as a pejorative, Jenny! And yes, I am.
So I'm leaving you in charge for the rest of the week.
You'll handle payroll, but it's not a big deal.
Oh so I'll be the boss? Yeah.
Oh, do I get to sit in your office? - Uh, sure.
- Can I fire Gary? Why? Uh, well, he's stalking me.
- Is he? - Yeah, he wishes! Are you taking this seriously? Yes! Yes, fine.
(Clears throat) I will do your boring job.
(Lighter clicks, flame hisses) (Chair creaks) - Howdy, Steve.
- Kate! (Chuckles) Well, I just got back from Calgary.
Listen, I-met with some folks from the Stampede, Stanton's gonna sponsor a chuckwagon in the derby next year.
- Cool! - I love it out west.
- Yeah? - Oh, I love the vibe.
Everyone's wearing cowboy hats, and I'd like to get that goin' here.
Mhm.
So look, so I brought the artwork with the changes you requested.
Oh, oh yeah.
Hey, I heard you saved that hooker hospital.
Hooker hospital? You mean the women's clinic.
Listen, I've been in business for 40 years.
You think I don't know how, how charity works? (Inhales deeply) Oh, I donate.
(Coughs) I donate money to all kinds of crap, not because I'm Jesus, but because I know how to play the game.
Speaking of which, you familiar with Lotus Flower? Uh, the yoga pants company.
Right, right.
Jared Percy, CEO of Lotus Flower, well he, he is downward dog in a pile of doo-doo for giving a chubby airline attendant a hard time.
No, thank you.
You haven't heard the offer yet.
I'm not interested.
I told him that you could help him out.
Well, you sh-shouldn't have.
I shouldn't have? (Grunts) Kate, Kate, Kate.
You know what, I introduced you to MOOD as an ally, and you have benefitted from my endorsement, so I think you owe me one.
I don't.
I don't owe you anything.
I'm sorry, truly, but I'm a businesswoman.
I, I'm not a friend of MOOD.
Ha, right! Yeah, genius businesswoman.
You've got one real client, and it's Stanton, so you can't afford to disappoint me.
Yeah.
You're right.
But I'm going to anyway.
I quit.
Uh, what? Bitch! Don't validate her parking! (Door opens) Oh hi, uh, you're not Kate.
Oh, I wish! Valerie Szalinsky.
You must be the landlord.
And you're late.
Is she subletting this place to you? Oh, I happen to be Kate Foster's BFF.
And I won't see the dignity of a hardworking, single mother compromised by a slum lord like yourself.
Whoa, slum lord? Now, hold on a second.
Oh, I would hold on, if I had the time, but I don't, too many things to fix! Now try to keep up.
(Door creaks, slams shut) (Tools rattle) Ah.
Ah.
(Tools rattle) (Clanking) That should about do it.
Oh! Hold on a second, there.
Are you sure you tightened - all the appropriate nuts? - (Water splashes) Yep, no more leak.
- Just looking out for my friend.
- Oh! Thank you.
Well, she's lucky to have you.
Well, I'm sure your wife appreciates all your handiwork at home? (Chuckles) Never been married.
- Oh.
- Never found the right fit.
Well, take your time.
Otherwise you might wake up one day and wonder what happened to your partner, and your sock drawer.
Sock drawer? He left me, and he took all my socks.
Oh, well, if you don't mind me saying, you must be crazy to have left you.
(Laughs) Oh, you've got big hands.
Oh, yeah.
You wouldn't wanna share a popcorn with me.
Well, I wouldn't make any assumptions.
(Chuckles) I am pretty good on the keys.
A musician, huh.
What else do you do? Landlord, and general contractor.
If you ever need anything fixed gimme a call.
Hmm.
Mel Boyd.
(Chuckles) (Door creaks, slams) (Sniffs deeply, exhales) (Birds chirp, traffic rumbles) (Papers rustle) I want Anne Carlson.
Okay, do you have an appointment? No.
Just tell me where she is.
That bitch told my ex to destroy my fucking life.
$20 grand worth of photography equipment! No! Hey! Carlson knows what she did to me, because she told her to fucking do it! Now I know that Georgia was here today, so where is she?! - Calm down, or I'll - Leave her alone! - Iris, go! - What the fuck? - Are you Dr.
Carlson? - You will leave Georgia alone, and you will never set foot in this place again, or I will report you and this gun to the authorities! Is that my fucking gun? Gimme that! This is self-defense! Go! Uh huh.
(Panting heavily) (Shaky sigh) (Grunts) Push me off the deep end Just to see how I swim Keep my head above water Oh, would I give in - Mike: Kate? - Kate: Oh, hi.
Hi, I got your call.
Is everything okay? I just dumped Steve Malk, and told him MOOD could kiss my ass.
(Laughs) You actually said that? Yeah, granted he was wearing a cowboy hat.
The whole thing felt very high-noon, wild west.
Aren't they your only source of income right now? Mhm.
But it felt so good to work for that clinic, - you know? - Mhmm.
I wanna find more clients that I believe in.
Speaking of, do you have any leads that don't directly conflict with (Clears throat) You're looking for a handout.
(Scoffs) You know, you can be a real asshole.
(Sighs) Ah - I'm not an asshole.
- Yeah? - No.
- You sure about that? Positive.
Then prove it, asshole.
(Both chuckle) Headmaster: As you know, our big Hallows Eve celebration is just around the corner, and every year, we ask Mrs.
Foster, perhaps you'd like to be in charge of attendance, and by that, I mean your own.
Fair enough.
Once again, Hallows Eve celebration is just around the corner, and every year we ask our parents just to help make it special and memorable for our toddlers.
Our toddlers won't even remember this event.
(Children laugh and holler) (Traffic rumbles) (Loud engine roars) (Engine shuts off) - Hey.
- Hey.
- Thanks for dropping her off.
- Yeah, no problem.
- Can I talk to you for a second? - Uh, sure.
Alice, do you wanna just give us a minute? So, any incidents to report? Suspicious diarrhea? Shoplifting? Catch 'em doing body shots? Uh, no this is a little awkward.
Okay.
We found a thong in Brenna's underwear drawer.
A thong? Wow, she's 12, you might wanna have a little check-in about age-appropriate underwear.
Well, we think she got it from Alice.
(Laughs) Alice, come on in, honey.
Alice doesn't own a thong, and if she did, she wouldn't share it with a friend, because that's super gross.
- What the hell, mom? - See? Full transparency, full butt.
Okay.
Well uh, we'll just talk to Brenna about it.
Great, fantastic! It's 2019, you can't just pull someone's pants down! - (Knocking) - Jenny: Ian! (Knocking) (Waking) Oh.
(Floorboards creak) Oh boy.
Hi.
Oh my God.
What happened? - Drove over my foot.
- What? Yeah.
Huh! They gave me the painkillers in the emergency room at the hospital.
Oh! I can't feel any pain.
Like in my foot, or in my emotions.
Which is good, considering my life is screwed.
Oh, don't be so dramatic.
Well, I can't work with a busted foot, and I can't claim worker's comp either, because it was off-hours.
And then there's the other car.
I thought I was broke before, but now I'm pretty much dead.
Ah you look good.
Thanks.
I'm higher status at work now, so I have to dress like it.
Oh boy.
I gotta take another pill.
I can feel feelings again.
(Pills rattle) Look, this new position at work means I'm basically in charge of everything, including payroll, so technically, I have hiring power.
So you can get me a job? No, Ian, not actually, but I can get you paid until you're back on both feet again.
No one will even notice.
Well, normally you know how I feel about lying, but right now, all I feel is this full-body hum.
Okay, I'm ordering food and looking after you both.
Eleanor: So are you coming, or what? Yeah, thanks, mom, I'll be there in about 20 if you wanna have Ella ready to go.
Tick, tock.
- Man: Oh! Ohhh - Fuck! - Eleanor: Kate? - Call you back, mom.
(Man groaning) Oh my God.
What happened? What is it Forest?! Oh my God! Oh my God, what happened? I found you.
I was I was looking all over the place for you.
The office, the cereal restaurant, I got you! Okay.
You should keep your voice down, what's goin' on? - You thought I was stupid.
- What? No! I know what happened now.
You manipulated me with your sex and breasts, and basically forced me to quit my job.
That is not true, and you know it! What is going on? Why are you so drunk? I'm celebrating.
I just filed a sexual harassment suit against your butt.
(Retches) Why would you do that? Oh! It's all cereal and pico de gallo! Get outta here! Shoo! Go! Hi.
I think there's a salmonella.
Bad romaine.
Son of a bitch! (Skateboard thuds) (Traffic rumbles) Lionel: Okay, everyone clear your plates! Alice? Alice?! Alice! Oh! Just Hey, careful with that! (Vent closes) (Door shuts) Hey, just so you know, the rest of the pork chops are in the fridge.