Previously on The Riches. Bayou Hills.
It's a hundred and fifty million, and you cash in on 13 million.
- Thirteen million dollars? - Deal closes, we cash in, check out...
and adios, just like any other con.
What did you do with Pete? You killed him.
- I hit him, but he fought back. - You murdered him!
No one's heard from Pete since he left our place.
You gave him that $40,000 that I buried and Sam found, and he took it, right?
Don't you bullshit me, Wayne.
Is Pete dead? It was an accident. No one meant for it to happen.
I just think if we could do one thing that we know is true, Wayne.
I'm Dahlia Malloy, and I'm a parole violator.
I'm doin' my best!
But you're lyin' to me. I'm lyin' a little bit.
What about my parole? What are you gonna do about my parole? We're done!
Hi. Edenfalls Security.
This is what you do all day?
I wanted to see you.
- You're gonna run for mayor. - Ta-da! What do you think?
Rather be piss-poor with my dad than $13 million richer with whoever you are.
- Where you headed, Cael? - Just hittin' the road.
[ Declan ] This is Rosaleen.
- Hi. - Hi, Rosaleen.
So what do you got for me? I got Wayne Malloy wrapped around my little finger.
Bollocks. [ Gasps ]
Mr. Rich. I was just wondering why I didn't the job.
So you all know each other. I get it. It's a family project.
This is bigger than me, bigger than Reilly.
I am asking you. What are you scared of?
[ Nina ] I need to move Jim's birthday party to your place tonight.
First word. First word.
[ Laughing ] "Fall to the Ground"?
- Oh, Dead Calm! - I can't hear his heartbeat! Somebody call an ambulance!
[ Alarm Clock Beeping ]
[ Sam ] Dad, wake up. You're gonna be late for the funeral.
Okay. Okay, okay.
[ Man On TV, Indistinct ]
[ Turns Off ] [ Sighs ]
Don't worry, Sammi. It's gonna be okay. It's all gonna be okay.
Dad, it's 8:30. We're gonna be late.
8:30? Yeah.
Morning.
Dale's truck has been parked outside for three days now.
Where the hell do you think he could be?
Sam, you're gonna be late for the bus.
Di Di? I'll be waitin' in the car. Hmm?
Who knew Jim had so many friends?
[ Wayne ] Dahlia?
Dahlia.
[ Car Alarm Chirps ] Damn it, Dahlia. I'm talking to you.
This is not the gulag. I don't deserve this silent bullshit.
Look, everything I have done, I have done for this family.
That's the lie you like to tell yourself.
Goddamn it. Would you two just stop it?
- What the hell is goin' on? - Ask your father.
I'm askin' both of you. Is it about Cael?
- No. No, it's nothing. - Bullshit.
We're talking about Pete, Di Di.
Ask your father what happened to Pete.
- Jesus, Dahlia. - Pete?
What happened to Pete?
- Daddy? - [ Cell Phone Rings ]
- Dad! - [ Cell Phone Beeps ]
Okay.
[ Sighs ] Pete died.
What? It was an accident.
- He's dead? - Yeah, Pete's dead.
Dale killed him, and your dad buried him.
[ Scoffs ]
Baby, I am-- [ Sighs ]
[ Wes ] My Jim was a man of many, many talents.
He discovered his... passion late in life.
[ Nickers ] But when he did, he committed to it...
with all his heart and soul.
There are no words to describe my love-- Sorry.
for this fine man.
But I would be doing him a great disservice were I not to mention...
the generosity of spirit,
the exemplary Christian forgiveness...
that Nina has shown to both of us.
Nina, would you like to say a few words? [ Cell Phone Rings ]
[ Man ] Oh, come on. [ Ringing ]
[ Beeps ] Um--
Uh,
I was married to Jim for--
for 25 years.
And I'm sure most of you are wondering...
how I could be married to a gay man for that long without knowing it.
Well, guess what.
It's none of your goddamn business.
- Nina. - Friends?
Amongst friends?
I don't know any of you people.
If this whole thing had been up to me,
Jim would have been cremated and stuck in a closet somewhere.
Do you think I would have had any of this?
I hate funerals! [ Sobbing ] I hate funerals!
I hate that goddamn alpaca!
And I really hate all of you!
[ Sobbing ] [ Dahlia ] Okay, sweetheart. Come on. Gonna get outta here.
Come on. Come on.
Okay. Come on.
Let's go. [ Nina Sobbing ] Take me away from here.
Far away from here as humanly possible.
[ Rosaleen ] "Like a bit of stone, I lie under a broken tree."
What?
"I could recover if I shrieked my heart's agony...
"to passing bird,
but I am dumb from human dignity."
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm not sure. [ Chuckling ]
It's from a book that Quinn loaned me.
I liked the way it sounded.
Especially the...
"shrieking my heart's agony" part.
What do you think it means?
It should mean whatever you want it to.
I want it to mean someone thinks I'm smart enough to figure it out.
And I'm not just some dumb trailer trash.
You're not.
** [ Bagpipes: "Amazing Grace" ]
Is it true? Baby--
So this is who we are?
[ Cell Phone Buzzing ]
- [ Sighs ] - Di Di. Di Di.
[ Beeps ] What?
Where the hell you at, Doug? Get your ass down here. I mean yesterday.
- Down where? - Bayou Hills construction site. Where the hell do you think?
Got a shit storm goin' on down here. You're not answering your goddamn phone?
I'll be right there. Di Di?
[ Sighs ] Crap.
** [ Latin, Muffled ]
No. Go on, Jimmy. Come on. This is my neighbor.
Come on.
This your place? Oh, yeah.
It's uh-- It's complicated.
It's kinda like my secret getaway...
where I get to be alone.
Hey, you want some coffee?
Somethin'?
No one else know about this place? Nope.
- Not even Wayne? - Especially not Wayne.
Coffee all you got?
[ Groaning ]
[ Groaning Continues ]
[ Man ] What happened? [ Paramedic ] Pretty good shape, considering.
Jesus Christ! What happened here? Chain broke.
Poor bastard may never walk again. Don't say that.
You don't know that. Where the hell you been?
- I was at a funeral. - Aw, I'm not that good with blood.
Hang in there, buddy.
I'm gonna do everything I can. [ Groaning ]
- Get you anything you need. - You don't look so good. Why don't you sit down?
- Aw, I'm fine. - No, I don't think so.
Come on.
How does this happen to me?
Put your head between your legs.
Okay. All right. Oh. All righty?
- [ Man Grunts ] - How could that goddamn chain break?
I mean, what are the odds on that, Doug?
How many tons of crap does that thing lift in its lifetime?
Decides to go and break on me? Maybe this is it.
This? This is what?
Karma... finally bitin' me in the ass.
Man seriously injured on my watch.
You know, Gi Gi-- Gi Gi--
she says you create your own luck.
What are you talkin' about here? This was an accident. Yeah? Yeah.
Accidents happen. We can't control everything. We're not God.
Let me tell you somethin'. I've been a contractor 21 years.
This was no goddamn accident.
[ Man Grunting ]
- Well, I guess I made a lot of friends back there, huh? - Tough shit.
You're allowed to feel like crap at your husband's funeral.
You know?
Even if you weren't exactly... together.
You know what I mean?
I did love him.
I know you did.
[ Cell Phone Beeps ] Hey, hold on one sec. Just--
[ Wayne On Phone ] Dahlia, I think you should call me.
Bastard. Problems at home?
No. It's my parole officer.
[ Scoffs ] Your parole officer?
Welcome to my double life, Nina.
Wilkinson quit. Shit.
Says his crew doesn't feel safe.
Our insurance company finds out this might have been foul play,
the whole damn project's in the shitter.
Countin' on you here, Doug. I appreciate that.
No more goddamn surprise funerals, okay?
Drink your water. It's good for the shock.
You gotta start gettin' your head in the right place for our campaign announcement,
'cause you winning this election is vital to the success of Bayou Hills.
Mmm.
Doug, you really think I can win this thing?
[ Alarm Chiming ] Absolutely.
Hugh Panetta can win whatever he goddamn pleases.
- You better believe it. - Remember that.
[ Cell Phone Beeps ] Aubrey, it's me.
There's been a change of plans.
Okay. I want you to get Berthaud Construction in the office,
and I want you to phone Felix Minkov.
Tell him I want to see him. All right.
So you're an ex-con? And a drug addict.
Don't forget that part.
And a parole violator.
Yeah, I got lost.
Got badly lost.
Then I turned into someone else.
Cherien Rich. No, I mean in here.
I turned into someone else in here.
I just gotta keep giving myself a second chance, you know?
I blew it with this parole officer.
I-- And I don't know what to do.
There's probably a warrant out for my arrest.
[ Scoffs ]
You are so full of shit, Dahlia.
We just came from my husband's funeral.
My husband's funeral.
Sorry. I'm sorry.
Oh, shut up!
I'm not done with you. But I am done with the lies.
Dahlia, you couldn't tell the truth...
if your life depended on it.
Well, it does depend on it, Nina.
Come here. I'm sorry.
[ Sighs ]
Yes. Well,
answer this for me.
What's the story on the P.I....
who came to my house the other day...
asking about that guy Pete?
I don't know what happened to Pete.
[ Sighs ]
I was Jim's beard for 25 years.
I knew he was gay...
while I lied to myself--
to everyone-- all those years.
You want to give yourself a second chance?
You want to be my friend?
Then face the truth.
I don't know what the truth is, Nina.
Oh!
[ Sniffles ]
I gotta go home and scrounge myself up a joint.
This day has been for shit!
[ Door Slams ]
[ Man On Walkie-talkie ] Zero Alpha One, get a gosh-darn grip on your radio procedure.
[ Walkie-talkie Beeps ] Right. Sorry.
When I say "radio check," you say, "Copy. Over." Over.
Hi.
"Copy. Over."
Zero Alpha One, acknowledge my last-- [ Static ]
Over. Uh--
Mmm? What?
Copy. Over. Mmm, copy. Over.
I know. I know. It's just-- Oops.
Come in. Over.
Snooze, you lose, Ike. Copy. Over.
Di Di.
[ Chuckles ]
Are they home? I don't know.
Are they home? Are they home? Find out.
Dahlia, what do I have to do to get you to answer my calls?
I mean, what can I say? What do you want me to do?
Please, call me back. [ Beeps ]
What other issues are you concerned with, Mr. Panetta? Thirteen million. Jesus Christ.
[ Chuckling ] I love it when you call me Mr. Panetta.
Mr. Panetta. You bonin' up for the news conference?
I'm all over it, Doug. You're a natural, baby.
Hey, hey. How'd it go after I left?
Well, the guy's gonna make it, but we gotta change contractors. Berthaud's on his way in.
- [ Sighs ] - And you will be wearing this.
What's this? Shut up. Just wear it.
Now, Jackie O.
- I don't think this is really me. - Trust me.
- And we got you a new résumé as well. - No, no. It's, uh--
You have a background in women's issues, arts, education.
- I do teach pole dancin'. - Well, there you go.
And now you'll be going by your given name, "Georgia." Okay?
- Okay. - That's my Turd Blossom. That's what I call him.
It's kinda scary. Georgia?
Mr. Panetta. Ooh, Georgia, come here.
Are you kiddin'-- Look--
Look at this place.
[ Scoffs ]
I mean, wh-who would actually, like, want to live here?
[ Sighs ]
Do you think maybe this isn't the best idea?
You said they're in Gulfport for the weekend, didn't you?
Yeah. Fantastic. Then relax a little bit.
Live a little. Cheers.
[ Coughs, Clears Throat ] God, my feet are killing me.
Are you sure your boss is out of the picture? Yeah. Four hours minimum.
Yeah? Cameras are down in sector 14.
Sector 14? [ Laughs ]
Shit. How many sectors are there?
Oh, God. I don't know. He keeps adding them.
Yeah, I bet he does. He's kind of a fanatic.
[ Sighs ] Chairs are kinda bouncy.
Oh, come on.
What are you so worked up about, huh?
I'm redecorating.
[ Clearing Throat ]
Your opponent, Carol Phipps, committed environmentalist and barracuda...
when unleashed upon corporate America.
Uh, can I just quit now? Hey.
Oh, I'm kiddin'. I'm kiddin'. Just kiddin', baby.
Now, after this press conference, which you will keep short and sweet,
you hit the bricks, getting to know the electorate,
while we put together the ad campaign.
Then a fund-raiser at the country club, photo op at the V.A., Rotary Club debate.
Remember, one sound bite at a time.
You are really into this shit, Doug. It is-- It is kinda scary.
Very Jackie O. I like it. Ready?
Hugh Panetta was born ready. Bring it on.
[ Sighs ]
Ladies and gentlemen, the next mayor of Ducaine, Mr. Hugh Panetta.
How y'all doin'? Yeah. How are ya?
- [ Scattered Applause ] - Hey. Thanks for comin' out.
Hey, how you been? How are you today? Good.
Nice to see you. God bless America.
Thanks for comin' out.
Why, uh-- Why, uh, just the other day-- Afternoon, Mister Rich.
Dan Berthaud, Berthaud Construction.
Thank you for coming. I'm sorry the situation--
[ Cell Phone Ringing ] Oh, excuse me. I have to take this.
Joe Reilly here, Doug.
I'm just calling to let you know that now that Wilkinson has quit,
I'm gonna be startin' work as your new contractor.
Me and me men are down here now. Doug, you there?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm still here. [ Beeps ]
...kind of business that once made this country of ours great.
Good, old-fashioned, regular, everyday,
"How you doin', Mrs. Wilson--
"Great to see-- My, what a nice hat,
how's the family" kind of business, huh?
[ Man ] How do you plan to accomplish that, Mr. Panetta?
Politics is about solutions, not problems.
American politics.
Pure, 100% bullshit.
Best bullshitter always wins.
Got your message.
So I have two words for Ducaine. One, tourism.
So, I scratch my back, you scratch yours?
Yes.
Two, construction.
Although in America, it's you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
We live in a great town.
We have great people.
You know what I mean.
With regards to?
With regards to the next mayor of Ducaine.
It's time to make the most of Ducaine.
You want me to stab my partner in the back.
Out with the old,
in with the Hugh. [ Applause ]
Oh, yeah.
Isn't that American business?
Come here, gorgeous.
That was great. Thank you.
You're a natural. [ Laughs ]
And this is my lovely wife, Georgia.
Hey.
You're done now, Reilly. You can go.
[ Chuckling ]
It is. It's very funny.
Thank you.
I just want to be seated for this.
Comfortable? Good.
Gentlemen--
[ Door Opens ]
[ Speaking Russian ]
That's "Get out. And you got three seconds."
[ Sighs ]
Sounds much meaner in Russian, doesn't it?
I'd haul ass if I were you. They don't speak much English.
[ Chuckles ]
You have no idea who you're dealing with, Wayne.
Do svidaniya, Reilly.
[ Russian ]
Oh, my gosh. So there's this, like, totally cute top at the mall the other day.
And I told my mom, and it was really cute, and, um--
Well, I guess it doesn't matter. I'll probably get it as a gift or something.
I mean, I don't know. But it was really, really cute.
And the security is 24-7, correct? Absolutely.
You can start now. You got it.
Cael, darlin', it's your mother.
Oh, I miss you so much.
Will you come home, baby? Please? Will you come home?
[ Sniffles ] Okay.
[ Men Grunting ] [ Blows Landing ]
[ Grunting Continues ]
Come with me.
Or don't come. I won't ask twice.
[ Grunting ]
[ Shouts ]
* But though the tempest round me roars *
* I feel the truth it liveth *
[ Both Grunting ]
[ Man ] Oh, man!
[ Grunts ]
* It sounds and echoes *
* Through my soul *
[ Grunting ]
The knife. Take the knife. Take the knife.
* Songs in the night *
* It giveth *
Get up. Back off.
Your beef's over, fellas.
Because gone are the days that we Travellers destroy each other with our petty feuds.
* No storm can shake my inmost calm *
We are the descendants of Michael Collins, Éamon de Valera.
* I hear the music ringing *
Take the Malloys.
Who would ever have thought it, huh?
A Malloy standing side by side with me...
as an example to the rest of us.
* Love is lord of heaven and earth *
To the future.
The future.
- [ Woman ] Whoa. - [ Man ] I'll drink to that one.
Sláinte. Sláinte.
* Can I keep *
* From singing **
Come on! Hey! Let's have a song.
[ Laughter ] Can I have my knife back now?
** [ Folk ]
No. [ Laughing ]
Come on now. Hey, give us another drink.
Bad boy.
[ Laughing ] Oh. Shit. Isn't that one of the guys on my school board?
Oh, my God. I don't know.
But I do know that she is a real pain in the ass.
Always complaining about flyers in her mailbox.
Buffer assholes.
What's a buffer?
[ Woman ] Are you sorry? Take that.
Oh, just-- It's just a word.
[ Chuckles ] Someone who consumes everything in the entire world...
and gives nothing back?
Now that's the American dream, honey. Don't knock that.
[ Both Grunting ]
I don't believe it has to be like this, you know?
Yeah. Well, that's 'cause you're still a romantic.
Yeah, I guess.
Lucky you.
Wait. Wait. [ Scoffs ]
Um-- Uh-- Uh--
Shit, I can't. I-- I-- There's no way.
[ Chuckles ]
- Yeah, you're done. - Yeah, that's better.
[ Gi Gi ] Mr. Big.
[ Hugh Moaning ] Oh, Gi Gi.
Oh. Call me Georgia. Georgia, baby.
Georgia. Mmm. Yeah.
Talk politics to me, Mr. Mayor. Talk politics. Come on, baby.
I stand before you-- Oh, yeah!
people of Ducaine! Yeah!
Oh! Yeah, baby! Don't stop!
[ Both Moaning ]
[ Moaning Continues ]
Who have you been visiting in prison, Dale?
And where are you now?
- What you doin', buddy? - Jesus Christ!
You scared the shit out of me.
[ Chuckling ] Ah.
I'm up here burning the midnight oil.
At the mail boy's desk?
[ Clears Throat ] I-- I gotta talk to you.
I need to tell you somethin', man-to-man.
Yeah.
Thank you, Doug.
I won't forget what you have done...
and what you continue to do for me.
All right. Good night, Turd Blossom.
Yeah. Good night.
[ Sighs ]
Thirteen million.
My thirteen million.
I fly to thee, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother.
I come to thee, and before thee I stand sinful and sorrowful.
O Mother of the World Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer them.
Amen.
[ Sniffles ]
[ Line Ringing ]
This is Maurice Devereux. Leave a message. [ Beeps ]
Yes, hello. This is Dahlia.
Uh, I really need to talk to you, please.
I've been trying for days now, and I know you're pissed, and you have every right to be,
but if you could please just call me back...
and we could talk... honestly...
about everything.
Okay. Thank you.
[ Whimpers ]
[ Chattering, Muffled ] ** [ Music, Muffled ]
[ Cell Phone Ringing ] Mmm, mmm.
Hold on. Hold on. I think that could my brother.
Is it him? No. No, it's my mom.
You-- You don't want to--
No. No.
[ Sniffles ]
[ Woman ] Yeah?
Gimme the works. Okay.
Is this your first time?
[ Sighs ] Yeah.
Yeah, me too.
[ Chattering, Music Continue ] [ Sniffles ]
[ Cries ] Oh!
Go on. You do it. Do it.
[ Woman ] Hey, where you goin', babe? Hey.
Hey. You left this on the grass at school today.
[ Chattering ]
Oh, shit.
Oh!
Shit. God.
Dahlia, what the hell? Hey. I know I shouldn't have come here.
You washed your hands of me, and you're right. It's crazy. What are you doin' here?
Well, clearly, I'm out of my mind, ain't I?
I want to help you. I do. Fifteen or 20 unanswered phone calls is not real helpful.
You're a parole officer. You just don't get it, do you?
What am I supposed to get?
I didn't come here-- I did not come here for that. I'm sorry. Look, you know what?
I didn't. I came here-- I came here to talk to you.
Your family's 20 feet away. Forget it. I can't do that too.
Dahlia! [ Car Starts ]
[ Tires Squeal ]
Did you take my pot? Well, uh, yes.
Yeah. Uh, yes, I did. Give it to me. Give it to me.
Here.
[ Coughs, Sniffs ] [ Door Opens, Closes ]
Nina, Wes.
Dr. Morgenstern.
He brought you over some food from the wake.
- Thank you. - Uh--
- Seen the kids? - I think Sam is upstairs. Don't know where Di Di is.
- Chicken hero, Doug? - No, thank you, Wes.
Nina, do you know where Cherien is?
Where did you two go after the funeral?
[ Coughing ]
Nowhere.
A walk.
- Why? - You know where she is now?
Mm-mmm. Sorry.
Are you sure you don't know where she is?
I've been calling her all day. Maybe you could call her.
Me?
- I really need to talk to her. - [ Dr. Morgenstern Muttering ]
Let me ask you this, Wayne. Who is it you need so badly,
Dahlia Malloy or Cherien Rich?
Dahlia. You sure?
'Cause from where I'm sittin',
you look to be a little confused about that.
Uh--
[ Coughing ]
Yeah. Good shit.
Uh-huh. Bobby McGee.
Huh?
These folks just got this bed. Hmm?
Had it flown in from France.
Used to, like, belong to an emperor or something.
Well, it is kinda like a cloud.
I think the Leadership Council would have to approve.
Leadership Council?
Oh, yeah. I'm a member of the Celibacy Club, by the way.
[ Chuckles ]
Are you kidding? Nope.
Oh, my God. Zero Alpha One. Over.
Oh! Jesus!
Yeah. Yeah, go ahead, Dad.
Zero. Send. Over.
- Status report. Over. - Zero. All sectors all clear. Over.
Roger. Out.
[ Sighs ] You work for your dad?
* I nailed it to your door *
* It's crazy how it all turned out *
* You needed so much more *
Your dad's a dick too, huh?
[ Giggling ]
Come on. You look beautiful. Really?
Wait. Wait.
* Please understand me *
* My walls came falling down *
* There's nothing here that's left for you *
* But check with Lost and Found *
My dad's become a buffer.
There's nothin' more to say. Oh.
I happen to know that your da is anything but a buffer,
notwithstanding his mixed blood.
Don't be fooled. Your da is a pioneer.
- Right. - Are you saying I'm wrong?
Wayne Malloy, like every other good man before him,
is fightin' to do right by his family, and don't you ever forget that.
He's followin' his destiny, branching out,
an example to our people, a king amongst Travellers.
That's what you're not seein' yet.
But I see it.
Boy, do I see it.
Whatever you say.
* Ah *
Wayne Malloy.
** [ Vocalizing ]
* Please read the letter that I wrote *
When was the last time you called your ma? She must be worried sick.
* Please read the letter that I wrote *
* Oh, too late, too late *
* A fool could read the signs * [ Cell Phone Buzzing ]
Wayne. Oh, Wayne.
[ Cael ] Ma, it's me.
Oh, my God. Cael!
I'm okay. Baby.
No, it's okay. Where are you?
I'm with friends. Huh?
With friends.
* Consultation from the angels of the deep *
* Ah *
** [ Vocalizing ]
* Please read the letter that I wrote * Shit. Dale?
* Please read the letter that I wrote *
* Please read the letter *
* I nailed it to your door *
* It's crazy how it all turned out *
* We needed so much more *
* Please read the letter that I wrote *
* Oh, oh **
[ Cell Phone Ringing ]
Where the hell have you been?
Back with my people after 15 long years.
Who is this? This is your old pal.
Long time, Wayne.
Word has it you're really beginning to go places, boyo.
Quinn.
I've been thinking.
You and I should think seriously...
about teaming up, working together.
A man nearly died this morning, Quinn.
People die all the time, Wayne.
There is no way in hell...
that I would ever do shit with you, Quinn.
Suit yourself, Wayne. But...
before you go making any more rash business decisions,
know one thing.
I have your son.