Rhian: Previously, on "moonshine:"
- Mom, who are you talking to? - Shit.
- You gonna tell them or am I? - No one. (chuckles)
- You will be the best mom. It'll come naturally to you.
- Your services are no longer required
By crystal clean, or crystal!
- I'm a little stressed.
- Maybe what you're really upset about isn't ryan.
- I'm new to the crime thing, but crystal says
We may have unintentionally started a turf war.
- There will be some retaliation,
But things, things will calm down.
- I'm worried about our sister. - What about your sister?
- She's been boning that biker and now she's gone awol.
- I'm pretty worried about her myself.
- Hello? Who's there?
- (laughs) - (screams)
(grunts, sighs)
(heavy breathing, footsteps crunch in the foliage)
I've imagined my death many, many times.
Who are you?
Skull fracture...
When my pilates reformer fights back.
(car door slams) where are you taking me?
Shark attack in any body of water larger than my tub.
(car starts) - god dammit!
Heart failure when my kid isn't home and it's 2:00 a.M..
But suffocating in a musty bag
That smells like pecorino and sage?
Not on the list.
(gasping breaths) hey! (sniffs)
That is pecorino and sage.
Bought for the pasta the kids barely touched last week.
A lovely white sauce with crumbled sausage
Over orecchiette and--
Wait a minute. Is this...
(sniffs) beach sand? And...
The ugly sandals that I borrowed from mom?!
You're kidnapping me in my own car?
That is cold!
(car door slams) ah! Let me go! Ah!
There is no damage I can't repair!
There are no wrongs that can't be made right!
I am a problem solver, and I-- (gasps)
Mom?!
(gasps)
- Never in my life did I think I would encourage this,
But you've got a lot of talking to do, missy.
- Or say adios to those fancy fingernails.
(pliers click)
- Morning, sunshine.
- What?!
♪ this is my life, this is my life ♪
♪ this is my life, my life ♪
♪ this is my life, this is my life ♪
♪ this is my life, my life ♪
- I know we come from crazy, but this is a whole other level
Of cuckoo's nest, it's insane, it's super illegal,
And it's just plain rude! - You'd know, you seem to have
Cornered the market on all three.
- So gaga for some dude, you're hijacking trucks?!
- I am not gaga for some dude!
- Oh, so that's a "yes" on the hijacking, wow.
- Oh, I'd like to point out that kidnapping is a much more
Serious offense than crab theft.
- This is hardly a kidnapping, dear.
- No? Bag over the head, forcing me in the back seat,
Long walk in the woods-- - think of it more as a...
A rite of passage.
- (sighs) where are you guys taking me?
- O hollow.
- The retreat where you and aunt felicia used to get sauced
And howl at the moon? - Retreat? That's generous.
- Mom, look,
I realize how some of my activities of late may look,
But I swear, I have it all under control.
- You feel in control? - Yes.
Whoa! Yes! (keys jingle)
Yes! Shit!
No! No!
No! Ah! - Oh! Ow!
- (pained grunts)
- Fine. (nora and lidia gasp)
(keys jingle, leaves rustle)
- Come on! - Seriously?!
- (sighs) so, now what?
- We get you back to some semblance of sanity.
- So we're going to die here. That's great.
- That really hurts!
(sighs)
(birds chirp)
(seagulls cry)
- (breathes deeply)
(grunts forcefully)
Why, higher power?
Why do you forsake me?
(sighs)
(panting)
- I forgive you,
For not coming to dinnervention.
And for not coming home last night.
- I was dropping sammy off
At his grad school interview.
And rye, the drive gave me some time to think.
And that thinking got me thinking that I...
I think I have some more thinking to do.
So I am going to go stay at my mom's for a bit,
And give you some space.
- I don't want space.
I want closeness.
Like in a buried coffin, six feet under,
But alive forever.
- Okay, like, nothing about that is romantic.
- I just want our bodies and souls intermeshed,
Where I don't know where you start and I begin.
- Yeah, I just, I'm thinking that the space thing
Might be a little bit better.
- How much space?
Like, arm's-length? Like, a flag-pole?
- Okay, babe--
- How about one end of the beach to the other?
- Rye! - Yeah?
- Where is the big suitcase?
And not the one that you dry your weed in.
♪♪♪
(door latch clicks)
(door bangs shut)
(chimes clunk)
(birds chirp)
- (gasps)
- (chuckles)
This brings back memories.
- Name one.
- Well, we were mostly stoned to high heaven
Or blackout drunk, so...
- Memories of oblivion, great.
- That is exactly what this is, oblivion.
No cell service,
Rations to last us what, a couple hours?
No way to escape, another way I didn't plan on dying.
- At least we'll be together.
- We'll start voting on who eats who first
As soon as the chips are gone. - The chips are gone.
- Okay, I surrender. - Oh, great.
- Consider me officially kidnapped.
Now what? - Deprogramming.
We're gonna scrub you of that greasy sexpot gale.
- A sudden change of tune.
- Well, hijacking a 18-wheeler full of snow crab
Will do that to you.
- So you're gonna deprogram me?
How? Hmm?
- Yeah...
- I don't know.
- Are you seriously relying on me to come up with the plan?
- Real change comes from within.
- Well, this is so stupid!
(birds chirp)
♪♪♪
(horns honk, traffic hums)
(distant rumble of traffic)
- (snores)
♪♪♪
(cell phone chimes)
(waking groan)
(sighs)
(taps)
- Hey, your pain is my pain, brother.
- Are you seriously making this about you, ryan?!
(fighting grunts) - don't touch me!
- Hey! Ah! Sammy!
- By the way, celine dion is your favourite, not mine!
Hey, sammy! Come here! Oh no!
Ow! Sammy! Stop it!
Oh, I swear to god-- ow!
(fighting grunts)
Asshole!
(fighting grunts) - stop it!
♪♪♪
- The moonshine.
♪♪♪
(birds chirp)
- You've been keeping secrets. - But I--
- Something you've been annoyingly vocal
That we not do. - Listen--
- Hypocritical much? - Oh, fine! Fine!
Keep it coming. - All right,
Did you know that your boyfriend is probably
Involved in the disappearance of milk crate mike?
- Who the hell is milk crate mike?
- One more listener I do not have.
A dude I dated. Short romance, long dick, exceptional girth.
Anyhoo, your boyfriend's little gang--
- They're not a gang, the marauders are...
Uh, motorcycle enthusiasts.
- Well, they enthusiastically offed milk crate mike.
Who knows what could've been?
- You have no proof of that, and last I checked,
It isn't a crime to sleep with a guy who probably
Did not abet in the murder of some dude
Whose girth you enjoyed for a short time.
Can we go now? - Uh, nope!
- Ow!
- We haven't even gotten to the whack job part of it.
You've been talking to yourself.
Like, a lot.
- You want to talk to yourself, get yourself a job
Hosting a radio show in some podunk town.
You want to go crazy, at least be original.
- Guys...
I'm not going crazy, and I am not...
Talking to myself.
- Are you talking out loud to someone...
No one else can see?
♪♪♪
- Maybe.
It's felicia. - As in our dead aunt,
Whose remains you shot out of a potato gun?
- As in dead, immoral saboteur of my plans,
Hopes and dreams, felicia?
- Oh, that witch!
- Holy shit, she was a witch.
And you're a witch.
And this is where you coven-ed.
- Felicia swore if anyone touched her trailer,
She'd come back and haunt them.
I didn't think she meant it. - No one's haunting anyone.
It's just me, this is my...
Conscience manifesting, I think.
Like an imaginary friend, but for 40-something women.
- This actually makes a lot of sense.
Around lidia's age, felicia started to change.
Dating that crook jill leblanc,
Writing in those journals,
Casting spells made out of...
Dead butts, and dollar store glitter.
- Do all finley-cullen women go off the rails eventually?
- Well, it affects some more than others.
- Oh, do not play the normal card with me, woman!
- We have to banish the crazy for good.
And right now, you're at the front of the line.
- How do you suggest we do this?
- (gasps) we exorcise the bitch.
♪♪♪
(shakers rattle)
♪♪♪
- Oh, dad, don't freak out.
- Oh, I am way past freaked out.
I rerouted from my hamptons weekend
With the specific goal of freaking out!
(calming exhale)
Are you okay? - She's not pregnant.
- I haven't even had sex yet.
Summer's not over yet, though.
- (sighs) so there's no drummer
From a tool cover band taking you to buffalo?
- Buffalo?
- That should've been a tell.
- We're worried about mom,
And weren't sure if you'd come, you know,
Given everything that happened last month.
- Uh-huh?
And what is wrong with your mother now?
- She's been acting like a crazy person.
We have no idea where she is.
She missed ryan's dinnervention and hijacked a truck,
And now she's not answering her phone.
- What? Say that middle part again.
(motorcycle engine revs, engine shuts off)
What in the...
Eleanor: Mom's new boyfriend.
His name's gale.
- Gale?!
- Yeah, he's got a sweet tat of a cobra on his torso.
Well, hmm, we saw him naked in the outdoor shower.
- Daniel. Husband--
Ex.
Presently concerned about lidia's whereabouts.
- Wait, she's not here?
- We assumed she was with you,
Adding more felonies to her resume.
- Okay, okay, kids,
I think I need to have a talk with gale alone.
Finn: Are you sure that's a good idea?
- Yeah, yeah, it's fine.
Just man to man.
Mano y mano.
Eleanor: Patriarchy much? It's our mom in trouble.
We wanna help. - She's not in trouble,
I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation...
Gale.
But while we have this...
Gender-neutral conversation,
Why don't I give you guys my whole wallet,
And car keys,
And you guys go grab some grub.
Seriously, mom is fine.
Okay, how not fine is she?
- Well, one of my guys saw a blonde
Bagged and dragged off into the woods last night.
- Bagged?!
Dragged?!
Oh my god! We need to call the police.
- No cops.
- I can do whatever the hell I want.
Who the hell are you?! I'm her husband!
- Hm. Ex-husband.
- No, not until the divorce settlement is approved
By the courts of new york city, my friend, not until--
- Phone.
- Why?
- Because I want to play candy crush.
- Okay.
(traffic hums in the distance)
(door latch clicks)
(footsteps thud)
- (sighs)
- Hey, your pain is my pain, bro.
Bring it in.
(phone chimes)
Look up moonshine campground, nova scotia.
(seagulls cry)
(whirring)
(waves lap, footsteps thud)
- Are you okay?
- Okay is a relative state, pops.
I'm just trying to get through the day without having a drink,
But man, if I couldn't chug a 24, and it's not even noon.
- Is that why you're doing something
I've never seen before? - What's that?
- Your job, son.
- I had no idea it was such a solid distraction.
I should've started years ago.
- That would've been good.
- Crystal moved out.
And sammy hates me.
This job is all I have now.
- For what it's worth, you got me, kid.
♪♪♪
(birds chirp)
(shakers rattle)
Bea: As you lay upon the earth,
I summon the rest of the elements.
Air.
- Fire, but I'm gonna need this back as soon as we're done.
- And the sea.
(water splashes)
- I literally have a spruce branch up my butt,
And not in a good way.
- There's gotta be a more efficient way of beating
Some sense into her,
Like, actually beating some sense into her?
- Hail to the guardians of the watchtower
From the north, south, east, and west.
Hear me! Hear us!
Bea: What the hell?! - (sighs)
- It's from "the craft." 1996.
- I was thinking more "fight club."
Bea: Usually, felicia and I would just chant,
"five flip efforts"
Over and over again. - And that means?
- It's an anagram for "eff off evil spirits."
(whispers) five flip efforts.
Five flip efforts.
Nora, rhian, bea: (chanting) five flip efforts.
Five flip efforts.
- You know this is your fault, right?
- Just tell them why you're laundering money.
And why you got all boxcar bertha,
And jacked the crustaceans. - No,
I don't want to involve them.
- Oh, how very "bea" of you. - Shut up!
- You shut me up. I'm in your head.
- Shit! I am crazy.
- You think nobody can do this better than you?
You think, you like the weight of the world on your shoulder.
Kid, you've got to get over this martyr complex.
- No, what I've gotta do is pay a massive tax bill.
- Secrets and lies.
You know how this ends, don't you?
Nora, rhian, bea: Five flip efforts.
Five flip efforts.
- Yeah, I do.
Nora, rhian, bea: Five flip efforts.
Five flip efforts.
Ia shrieks, groans)
(screams) whoa!
Damn! Ew!
(sobs) ew! Oh!
Felicia: (laughs) that's shit.
- (sighs) go away!
I have it under control.
(sighs, gasps)
- You can't run from yourself, lidz.
- I'm sure as hell gonna try.
(screams) oh no!
Daniel: How are you not sweating?
Like, do you not have pores?
- Stress induces sweat.
- Can I just step outside to get a breeze?
I promise I'm not gonna run or retaliate.
I'm a half-jewish architect from brooklyn.
The scariest thing about me
Is occasional irritable bowel syndrome.
Please.
Lidia is the mother of my children.
I took a vow to defend her.
Surely that's something you can understand.
Vows? Codes?
Blood oaths?
You need to tell me what is going on.
You tell me right now, or I swear to god...
(sighs)
I will call my lawyer.
- Lawyers are not gonna solve this.
Sit.
- I'd prefer to stand.
- Now.
- Fine. I will sit.
But only because heat rises.
- Okay, lidia and I may have done a deal
That pissed off some people.
The leblancs, who may have taken her as retaliation.
- (gasps) oh my god!
- My guys are out looking for her.
- We should be out looking for her!
Crystal: Excuse me! What are you doing here?!
(gasps)
What is he doing here?!
- What are you doing here?
- Uh, looking for lidia. - Why?
- It's none of your business. - Crystal, where is she?
- It is definitely none of your business!
Oh, wait.
Did something happen to lidia?
- That's not why you're here?
- Well, no, I'm here to give her the first installment
Of my loan payment
For my crystal clean van.
- I think your mother took lidia as payback
For us hijacking her truck.
- Oh.
That wouldn't surprise me.
♪♪♪
Look, I know that you know how dangerous my mother is,
And I know that you know that she knows
That you jacked her snow crabs
To purposefully to start a turf war.
So if you know what's good for you,
You will let me go, I will let her know,
And then maybe, just maybe,
You will make it out of this campground alive.
You know?
- Or I can keep you here
Until your mother tells us what she did with lidia.
Until I know she's safe, nobody leaves.
- Cool.
♪♪♪
Bea: Lidia!
Nora: Lidia?
- Lidia!
- Well, one thing's for damn sure,
She won't survive if we don't find her by sundown.
- The highway's not that far.
- Oh, she got lost in a garden centre once.
I found her in a fetal position behind the dwarf hydrangeas.
- We must obey the three rules of tracking:
One, be quiet, and listen.
Two, know the tracks well.
Three...
Know the dung better.
Where I go, I go alone.
- Perfect, because I am going no further
Into those woods with these shoes.
- No one should go anywhere in those shoes.
And as for you, I'm not letting a knocked-up whack job
Go out there alone. - No choice.
Neither of you know dung for shit.
♪♪♪
(echoing howl)
(crow caws)
(birds chirp)
♪♪♪
(tambourine rattles)
It's a dried-up blonde hair
With a dark root, and a split end.
Some mother on a stress bender.
Fear!
I've got you now, lidz!
(loud whoop)
(animal grunts distantly)
(breathes heavily)
Ow!
Nora: So, mom...
The dude at ryan's dinnervention...
- Davide. - Davide!
Now, you'd think an actor would be able to do
A decent british accent, no?
- He really is quite brilliant.
- Whoa, mama has a lady-boner.
- Get your mind out of the gutter.
- The gutter is a key tool of my trade.
- Things with you and terry seem cozy.
- Yeah, well,
Real relationships are harder than secret love affairs,
Who'dve thunk?
- You only really get to know someone
Through the intimate day-to-day.
- The man hikes at dawn.
Flosses after every meal,
I can only take so much hygiene.
- So... Not the love of your life, after all?
- Is there any wine in this old cabin?
♪♪♪
- (sighs) end of an era.
Mmm!
Felicia and I bottled this ourselves.
(laughs quietly)
It might be vinegar by now, but...
It should do the trick.
- Okay, well, here's to...
(cork pops) "doing the trick."
Mm! That'll do it.
(birds chirp)
(leaves rustle)
- (sighs)
Okay, sister, I am feral,
Hungry, and some- ah- plant just gave me a rash.
I am not in the mood for bullshit.
Tell me which way to the highway, now!
- (sobs quietly)
- Rhian?
Are you crying? - No.
I was just making these sounds to lure in my prey,
And, see, sucker, it worked.
- What's going on?
- Just ah,
Dehydration cramps from hunting you.
- That's not a thing, I don't think.
♪♪♪
- I felt a twinge.
I went to pee, and there was blood.
(sobs) - oh.
- (sighs)
(sobs)
I know the baby is just a cluster of poppy seed
Sized-cells, but...
It was my cluster.
(sobs)
- Okay, come here.
- (sobs)
- So, how long has this been going on?
You and lidia?
- A couple weeks.
- Oh. I didn't think you were her type.
- Why?
Because I don't treat her like an afterthought?
- They say you should never make someone a priority
Who only considers you an option.
But they also say that you find a partner
Who reminds you of your mom, so, that's not me.
(laughs)
Oh, wait.
Is ryan like my mom?
They both get into trouble, and expect me to bail them out,
They're brunette, with super-toned arms,
And a thing for boobs!
- So based on you dating lidia,
I guess that would also make your mom a demanding,
Impulsive, over-talking a-type?
- I think you mean a smoking hot fox
Who's a dynamo in the sack.
I grew up in a trailer with really thin walls.
- Okay, that is all kinds of traumatizing.
- Why?
Do the natural impulses of the human body
Make you uncomfortable, daniel?
- What about your mom?
Was she a cheater, too?
- No. My dad, actually, but my mom...
My mom was a-a real piece of work.
- Ugh. Mommy issues alert!
Mommy issues alert!
No wonder you ruined your marriage.
- Are you having a seizure?
- No, I-- (sighs)
I really have to pee.
♪♪♪
- What? What?!
♪♪♪
(door opens)
- So why did you ruin your marriage?
Crystal: Because he's one of those men
That has all of the nice things,
But he still wants more nice things.
Even though most people don't have any nice things!
- Maybe she's right.
I had it all.
But marcie, my assistant,
Oh my god, that sounds so cliché,
She made me feel like I was more.
Also cliché.
Anyway, nobody knew,
So nobody was getting hurt, right?
But in retrospect,
I was hurting everyone the entire time.
I ruined my own life.
Crystal: Nailed it!
(scraping, clattering noises)
Shit!
♪♪♪
Robin!
♪♪♪
(car rumbles)
(birds chirp)
♪♪♪
(waves lap)
(birds chirp)
♪♪♪
(waves laps)
♪♪♪
Eleanor: Okay. New song content?
Okay, what about animals in captivity?
- Cool. - Lobsters go--
Bruce! Bruce, come on, let us play!
- (sighs) you're not even old enough to drink at a bar.
No! - We're old souls.
And we've been through a lot this summer.
- Sure, you're wealthy, white, educated kids.
You've seen hard times.
- We have a ton of originals. - Like?
- "big city," "cabin fever," "fire me,"
"green sweater," "sexting my ex--"
- Hmm. Dig deeper, kid.
- (scoffs)
- (sighs)
- We could write about mom. - Oh my god, yes.
Artistic therapy, like,
A way to express she's gone totally batshit.
"she said this would be a vacation,
Not a criminal ideation,
Back where it all began,
On the hunt for a smokin' hot man--"
- Yes, that's good. - Okay, write that down.
Write that down.
Hey, can I help you?
- Uh, a bottle of water, please.
- I'm protesting plastic.
But I can give you a cup for a quarter.
- Deal.
- Anything to eat? - (laughs) nah.
Thanks. I know how the clams get fried in this place.
I worked here one summer when I was your age.
- Oh, you must know our mom, then.
- You're nora's kids? - Oh, I wish.
Our mom's lidia.
- Well, if you look around,
My name is carved in a wall somewhere.
Best job ever.
- For real? - For reals.
- Hmm, you worked here and survived.
- I didn't say that. Thank you.
- See ya. - Bye.
♪♪♪
Huh.
- Okay, did you get that? - Yeah, "smoking hot man,"
I know, I know. - Write it again.
(birds chirp)
(wine sloshes) - mm!
Mm! Look, "lord of the lies" returneth.
Nice job.
Who died?
- We're never gonna find these keys.
- We are not stopping until we find them.
We need to get you to the clinic.
- Says the woman who threw our only way out of here
Into an impenetrable forest.
- There's no point in rushing.
I mean, if it happened, it happened,
There's nothing that we can do now.
- That's not true. I spotted when I was pregnant.
Oh god, one time, I bled so much daniel fainted,
Hit his head on the clawfoot tub,
And knocked himself out cold.
The ambulance took us to the hospital, and...
It turned out we were both fine.
Well, me and the baby.
They kept daniel for concussion protocol.
- It's my own fault, I know that.
- No. A lot of women have miscarriages
In their first trimester.
We had one...
Right before we found sammy.
Eight weeks. - Mom!
God, I had no idea.
You and dad were pregnant?
- It's the only time this family has ever been
Nice to me. - Oh, rhian.
- Well, would you have baked me oatcakes if I wasn't pregnant?
Would you have answered phones
And stuck daisies into a vase?
Would lidia have given me the keys to the moonshine?
- Rhian, we do all that for you because we love you.
For the unique,
Interesting person that you are.
We have more value than just our wombs.
- And we can have job stuff happen after the age of 30.
- And hidden desires.
There's no age limit on that.
- Huh?
♪♪♪
- Okay, fine!
You want to know about davide?!
He kissed me!
And dammit if yoni didn't groan back from the dead!
- Okay! (laughs) - oh my god!
- (sighs) god damn it, I'm walking home.
- So wait, you sucked face with him?
- He sucked face with me. - Did he linger?
- Was there tongue? - Where the hell was dad?
- Upstage right.
But he'd rather fix the water heater in the change house
Than the one in my pants!
Oh, hell,
If it isn't nice to feel attractive again.
- You know, dad's obsession with the water heater
Is because he's obsessed with you.
He equates his attractiveness to being useful,
That and his self-worth went kaput
With this whole retirement thing.
Men have water heaters too, you know, in their pants!
- Who is this wise, advice-giving woman?
- And what have done with our sister?
- Foxton's answer to dr. Ruth.
- Ah, well, at least there's that.
My job is about to destroy
The only great relationship I ever had.
- What, so now it's a great relationship?
- Um, spill?
Now.
- Fine, I... I don't...
Hate co-habitation.
Or the fact that a man cares about me a lot.
He stocks my fridge with more than just boxed wine,
And hot sauce.
He picks up sharp objects from the floor,
He closes the windows when it rains,
Unclogs my hair from the drains, I love all of it.
I...
(sighs)
I... Really love terry.
- Isn't that a good thing? - No, it blows!
I-- oh!
Some big media company offered me a job in l.A.
- (gasps) what? - Yeah.
They heard my new show,
They dug my real voice, or some shit.
Offered me ten times what I make at cove-fm.
But I can't...
Choose a man over my career.
Can I? Like, I--
It's...
No, see?
This is exactly why I didn't say anything.
- You and terry will be fine, nora.
- Will we? Confession may cleanse the soul,
But it doesn't solve shit!
- Of course it does! It's purging.
- How the hell would you know?!
We came here for you, but we're the ones
Telling the ugly truth!
- Wait, where are you going?
- Back to the cabin.
We're never gonna find the stupid keys.
- Okay, fine!
The moonshine is in trouble!
So, yeah, maybe I've been acting a little erratic lately,
But it's not because I'm gaga for gale.
I'm trying to take my birthright seriously,
And save this family from ruin. Again.
- But lobsterpalooza, bingo night, we cashed in.
- It's true, it feels like
We're finally digging ourselves out of the hole.
- The hole is deeper than we thought.
- How deep?
- $350k deep.
- Oh.
♪♪♪
Row caws)
♪♪♪
- (panting)
(hushed) hello?
Help! Someone call 911!
(panting)
(beads rattle)
Bea!
Ken?!
Rhian?
Does anyone ever actually work at this place?!
(phone beeps)
Oh! Hello, moonshine, how can I help you?
No, no. Listen.
I-I have no idea where cabin four is,
Let alone if it has a view of the water!
Wow, 50th wedding anniversary?
That's--
You're gonna to have to call back.
(beads rattle)
(thuds lightly)
♪♪♪
(beads rattle)
(dog barks)
♪♪♪
- Hey, danny boy.
- Oh! I was looking for you.
(tools clatter)
(lid creaks)
(latch clicks)
- We're done, right?
- It's not all on you, son.
- Okay.
- Who you are has everything to do with who I've been.
And I haven't always been the best father.
I should've been a better example.
I should've told you how I felt,
(sighs)
Instead of hiding behind my own bong.
- Dad, you really don't have to do this.
- I do, I do, yeah.
- Are you okay, dad? - Yeah, I'm-I'm fine.
(sighs)
What-what I'm trying to say is...
You do worry me.
Keep me up nights.
Sometimes make me question my gene pool.
But I need you to know, you never, never disappoint me.
I promise you, something good is on the horizon.
(footsteps recede)
(seagulls cry)
♪♪♪
- I don't know who to be more pissed at, lidia,
For not telling us, or mom for getting us into this mess
In the first place!
- Felicia always did the books, I thought she was on top of it.
- You never thought to ask?
- This was not your problem to solve alone.
- I was trying to protect you!
- Because that was worked so well in the past!
- Uh, mom, your health is back on track,
Rhian is happy for the first time in forever,
And no offence, your boyfriend is a cop,
It was a little risky to tell you what I was doing!
- Sins of the mother fall right back on the daughter.
Turning to crime?
Lying about it?
All in the name of protecting our family.
Well, look around, lidia!
Do we look like we feel protected?!
Do you feel protected? - No.
I've never felt more alone.
- Well, you're not alone now, moron, you've dragged us
Into the shit pile with you! - And we'll dig ourselves out,
Like always. - Or die here.
- Family solidarity.
- There is one thing I need to do on my own.
Consider me deprogrammed.
The second I get back,
I'm breaking up with gale.
And his biker club.
(crickets chirp)
(waves lap)
Daniel: I thought I was the victim, but...
I'm the problem.
I destroyed every single one of my relationships.
(fire crackles)
- It takes a lot of courage to admit that.
Especially to a guy you barely know.
- A guy I barely know
Who's sleeping with the woman I still love.
(fire crackles)
- My guys canvassed all the usual suspects.
No one's seen her.
But that's actually good news.
- You know, maybe she went out for a drive?
She used to do that sometimes.
Likely to get away from me.
I know that now.
- She's gonna be okay.
Hey.
You, too.
(fire crackles)
(waves crash)
(fire crackles)
(insects chirp)
- Mom.
- Big news.
- Maple leaves work best for number two?
- Hmm! ( keys jingle) (bea and lidia gasp)
- We're saved!
- I may have pissed on them, but they'll still work.
Let's get you to the clinic.
- Wait.
(fire crackles)
Is there such thing as a...
Reverse exorcism?
You know.
For the cell cluster?
(fire crackles)
- Yeah.
I think there is.
(tape rattles)
(cassette player clicks)
(joni mitchell: "woodstock")
♪♪♪
(crickets chirp)
♪ I came upon a child of god ♪
♪ he was walking along the road ♪
♪ and I asked him where are you going ♪
♪ and this he told me
(crickets chirp)
♪ I'm going on down to yasgur's farm ♪
♪ I'm gonna join in a rock 'n' roll band ♪
♪ I'm gonna camp out on the land ♪
♪ I'm gonna try an' get my soul free ♪
(fire crackles)
♪ we are stardust
♪ we are golden
♪ and we've got to get ourselves ♪
♪ back to the garden
♪♪♪
(car rumbles)
(brakes squeak)
♪ then can I walk beside you ♪
♪ I have come here to lose the smog ♪
♪ and I feel to be a cog
♪ in something turning
(fire crackles)
♪ well, maybe it is just the time of year ♪
♪ or maybe it's the time of man ♪
♪ I don't know
♪ who I am
♪ but you know life is for learning ♪
- (sighs)
♪ we are stardust
♪ we are golden
♪ and we've got to get ourselves ♪
♪ back to the garden
(song fades)
(crickets chirp)
♪♪♪
(footsteps crunch)
(crickets chirp)
♪♪♪
(crickets chirp)
(clothing rustles)
- (sighs)
- Ani?
- Hey, ryan.
(waves lap gently)
♪♪♪