Previously on "Claws"...
You cheated on the best man you ever had.
You... You... You haven't even been there for Jennifer!
I sold out the love of my life for you.
I set you up. I drugged your drink
so they could pull you over and you could lose your job.
You cannot be that perfect.
I'm afraid I am.
You are a 17-year-old white girl
who's suddenly all about the Nation of Islam.
What are you doing?
I'm gonna go see a lawyer. Have papers drawn up.
She ruined my businesses, she killed my wife.
I ain't taking it slowly.
That Putin bitch has got to go.
Everything okay, Zlata?
In two weeks, we open new clinic.
In five months, four more.
You get our numbers up.
You're under arrest.
- Why am I under arrest? - This is gonna be fun.
Daddy's rolling over in his grave.
Seeing me ceding all our hard-earned goods
to this commie.
These damn Russians annihilated my soul,
her and that dashiki Barbie.
Now, come on. Don't say that about Desna. That's offensive.
How about we go to Cracker Barrel after this?
That always makes you feel better.
- Yeah? - Yeah, all right.
- Yeah? All right. - Yeah, yeah.
- Where's Zlata? - Impressive.
You work hard. I notice.
Thank you, Zlata.
It is nice to be appreciated.
I just haven't heard from Dr. Ken.
I don't know where he is.
He's supposed to be here to cut the ribbon.
Stalin would have never put up with this from a Jew.
Today is a good day to be woman in Palmetto.
I stand next to another great lady
who makes all this possible...
my zvezda moya, my star, Desna Simms.
- You earn it. - Oh, okay.
- Please, cut, cut. - Here we go.
Oops, you earn this, too.
What? You playing.
Russians don't play.
Shit.
Ballin' now, baby.
Oh, yeah.
I know that face.
Don't cream the seats.
It's quality leather, baby.
I do look good in red.
Thought your man's supposed to buy you gifts.
Can't you just be happy for me for once?
I'm just saying. Things are moving a little fast for me...
Zip it!
I don't say nothing about your little mail-order bride.
Roller?
Was Bryce serious about what he said at AA?
That y'all are planning something with the Haitians
to come against Zlata?
That's Bryce. He just talk a lot.
It's the white shit in his nose.
So, Uncle Daddy is not coming after her
at her golf game next week?
I didn't say all that.
Shit.
Roller, look, I owe Zlata.
Look at this shit.
Des, you keep your mouth shut.
Let me remind you of something.
When you wanted out, Uncle Daddy let you out.
But...
But... Zlata's Zlata, okay?
Uncle Daddy's family.
Your family.
I swear, I didn't do anything wrong.
We must have a different definition of "right" and "wrong", then.
Last I checked, I could swear
overprescribing and conspiracy to traffic drugs
are high-class felonies.
Oh, yeah. You're going away for a long, long time.
No, no, no, no.
I have... I have proof, evidence.
E-Everything is above board.
"Above board"?
Is that what you call prescribing oxy
for post-partum pain in an octogenarian?
Hey. Weren't you fired?
- Do I look like I'm fired? - She's standing right here.
Did...
Sarasota PD's been working with the FBI,
so the question you should be asking yourself is,
"What don't we know?" You want to take the stink off yourself?
- Tell us who you're working for. - I can't.
You don't know what you're asking.
I know what we're prepared to offer.
Of course, if you'd prefer the RICO charges,
that's 30 years of your ass getting more dick
than a bus-station urinal.
Good news is, now they have K-Y at the prison com.
Last chance to tell us who you're working for.
Suit yourself.
Hey, why... why does she get to go and not me?
Old lady played you like a fiddle.
She's with us.
K-Y comes in flavors now.
Okay, okay! It was the Russians!
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So, what do you think about us
spending some time together on Saturday?
I hear Lilly Pulitzer is having a sample sale.
Oh, um, I would, but...
Malik and I are going to the Pan-African Book Fair, so...
Oh, well, that sounds like more fun. Can I come?
It's not really your scene, Polly.
Um, I'm going to get a shrimp breakfast burrito
before school, so...
Oh, didn't you check your bag?
I packed a breakfast like a good mama.
Yep.
Um, thanks, but these kind of taste like cardboard.
These are perfect to start your day
full of protein and amphetamines.
Thanks, anyway.
Hey, wait. No hug?
Ooh, I know that face, Ann.
You patched things up with Arlene?
I'm so glad!
What's going on in here?
What's going on with you?
You think I didn't clock that new whip
- you just pulled up in? - Ha!
A what? Hold on. A Maserati?
Uh, who did you have to blow to get that?
For your information, Zlata gave it to me.
You eat from the tuna can?
Shut up, 12-inch fashion doll.
But are you eating from the tuna can?
Mother is strictly dickly, okay?
Mnh-mnh.
This is how bosses are supposed to treat you, okay?
Zlata recognized my hard work, and she rewarded a girl.
Well, what we need to do to get a car?
'Cause, uh, we work hard, too.
- Amen to that. - Well, I'm her lieutenant.
- Yeah, we know. - And it's a management thing.
Excuse me, but as the master choreographer of Polly's Boys,
one might argue that I'm management, too.
Hmm. Okay.
Take it up with her at a morning meeting.
- Ooh! - Ooh!
You're getting everything you want today.
You see what your boyfriend sent?
It's chilly up in here.
Hmm.
So, you're going to tell Psycho Zlata about Uncle Daddy?
Girl, you need to think twice about helping her.
Listen, okay, seriously, you guys,
she is not that bad.
Oh!
She's smart, she gets it,
and she just wants to see women rise up.
Riva.
Okay. All right.
I will at least
try to talk Uncle Daddy out of this stupid plan.
It's got to be worth a shot.
All you got to do is catch some big fish for us on tape,
and we send you to Witness Protection.
A wire?
You want me to talk to them while I wear a wire?
I... I can barely talk to them now.
Well, you better learn fast, or you're going to jail.
So, I-i-i-i-is this, like, deep cover?
Like, like, can I be a secret agent?
Sure, Ken.
Whatever helps you get through the day.
Okay. Okay.
I-I'm going to need Tums... a lot of Tums...
and I want a badass nickname.
Donnie Brasco, this shit just got real.
There's no version that ends with you breathin'.
Oh, I got a version for ya.
I shoot her in the head, she's dead. How's that?
Next week, this time, you'll be back working for me
and living the high life.
You really have lost your damn mind.
You think I'm going to go back to doing all the work
and not getting my bonuses? Shit.
Come on now, Miss Desna, I thought we moved off of that, baby.
Tell me how you see it playing out, Clay.
Hmm?
You roll up on her golf game,
take her out on her turf, huh?
And then what?
"Hey, boys, let's play a round or two."
You got to be smarter than that, Clay.
How's that Soviet titty milk taste?
Is it creamy?
Clay, these folk got some serious hardware over there.
- It's not just the drugs. - I don't give a piss.
They killed my Juanda, they took everything I own.
That bitch deserves to die,
and it's sure as shit gonna to be me the one
that's gonna snuff her out.
If I can be honest, I don't give a shit about you.
I don't care if you live or die.
It's the collateral damage that I'm worried about.
Well, I got some news for you.
The South done lost once.
It ain't finna to do it again.
Shit.
He didn't listen.
Uncle Daddy is going to get his crazy ass killed.
Just to be clear, you sure you care?
I'm just saying.
Uncle Daddy ain't give you no car.
Ow!
You like the little zippity-dippity car toy, huh?
- I love it. - That's great.
And big news tonight,
it's going to rain at Hammer and Pickle.
Aah, yes. I got my 1s ready.
Because who's ready for feature dancer Dean?
Wait, what?
No, no, no. No, no.
Okay, you need to give him a minute.
He's not ready for that.
Desna, I've been drilling his stripper pas de bourrée,
and the P-boy's got some moves.
Polly, you are not helping.
I'm just saying, he is damn good.
- Be a shame to hide it. - Yes.
You jailbird,
you take your men and you bust your moves now.
- Okay, wait. - No, no, no. Listen.
Dean doesn't do well with big crowds and loud music.
Shh, this is why we do it...
to give him power over his fears.
Okay, why do you even care?
Desna, you're smart, hard-working, and loyal.
Loyalty's hard to find.
Loyal person is family.
I do anything for family.
You. Are. Family.
Huh. Wasn't Riva family?
Jennifer, Riva was blood.
Blood makes you related.
- Hmm. - Loyalty makes you family.
What, what, what, what is on your mind?
Zlata, I heard a rumor, okay?
And... It is true
I hand-feed raw hamburger to president
at sex party at Mar-a-Iago.
Not that, okay?
The Dixie Mafia...
they're planning to attack you at your golf game next week.
See, this is why you are number two.
You take care of me, I take care of you.
I will handle it. I was thinking...
maybe I could put together a sit-down,
just so nobody gets hurt?
Okay. Great.
So, you just gonna talk, right?
Yes. Talk.
Just talking.
Okay.
Yes.
Yes, and lunge! Yes, that's good! Body roll!
And pulver it!
Cross, turn, and across!
Turn!
Oh, no, no, no, no! No, no!
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Get up! Line up!
This isn't singles tennis, boys.
I need you to play together!
I know you've got big dreams.
I know you want fame,
but as a wise teacher told me once, fame costs.
And right here is where you start paying in sweat.
And the better you are, the more sweat I'm going to demand.
Now, Master Polly wants to know,
are you ready to sweat?
Right, 2, 1!
And 5, 6, 7, 8!
Took you long enough.
I don't operate at your beck and call.
Listen, me and my boys...
we want to move on this Russian skank.
What boys are these?
So you rounded up some swamp critters to help you.
We move on the Russians when the time is right,
not when you say.
You don't look well, my friend.
You smell like road kill
and you look like a big, fat, greasy balloon ready to pop.
A pink balloon.
You really should be on a statin.
Oh, yeah? Yeah.
That's your professional vaginologist opinion?
You said we could move when the clinic is open.
No.
I said we move when all the clinics open.
Well, what if I don't like that deal?
Maybe we dissolve our deal.
Let's not discuss this again.
I am not ready to see my brother up on no pole tonight.
Come on, Des. You know he's going to be great.
Oh, wait, wait.
Go back. Go back.
Is that... that is not a pacifier with a grill.
Oh, you already know.
You long for that?
Just like his daddy.
Got to teach him while he's young, you know?
He is a cutie pie, though.
Teach him how to put on a love glove, though,
unlike his daddy.
A little bit louder for the people in the back.
- Oh, shit. - What's up?
Got to get over to the new clinic.
You mind if, uh, Jenn finishes up?
- Can you? - Yeah, yeah.
Virginia, can you take over?
All right.
Hey! Damn, Jenn, come on.
Right in the middle of your face.
Be still.
Have you talked to Bryce?
You sound like a broken record.
Well, you heard what he said... he wants a divorce,
and I don't want that.
So I'm going to need your help.
Well, you both done changed.
You need to accept that.
What you want is then, it ain't now, Jenn, you feel me?
See this here, Toby?
This here the face of a man who lost his mojo.
No, you're a man, Daddy.
I mean, I used to have it all...
power, money, a wife, and a live-in boy toy.
Now look at me.
Might as well be a fart in a fan factory.
No, no, no, Clay.
No.
So, what did the Hey-tian say?
Oh.
I'm so sick and tired of people pissing in my mouth
and telling me it's mango La Croix.
You're right. Hold that thought.
I got to go to the tinkle-torium.
Well, this is no freeway.
Got to pay the toll.
Do you see this? Disgusting.
Are you serious?
What is going on?
Your new doctor's having a panic attack.
Y'all sure know how to pick 'em.
Stephanie?
Open the door.
You don't want to do something you're going to regret!
Open the damn door!
What is wrong with you?
My girl just get arrested.
My best friend from med school...
she worked a clinic over in Clearwater.
One of the patients OD'd, so they looked into the clinic,
all the overperscribing, it's all over the paper.
She's going to jail.
- They're starting to crack down... - Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Can I invite you to think differently, hmm?
The way I see it,
this is a chance for us to tighten our game.
I can't go out like this. I have kids.
I'm a pillar of my community and...
You came from a hospital
that was being pimped out by Big Pharma,
turning away patients
because they didn't have insurance, right?
- That what you told me? - Yes.
Okay. How's this worse, hmm?
You scale back the scripts,
turn pill-billies away for a couple of weeks,
make a big deal out of it, you know?
Refer them to a good treatment facility.
I'll explain the dip in profits to the Russians.
I don't know.
Look, if you go down, girlfriend, I go down,
and I'm not going to let that happen.
I got your back, okay?
This is when we drink a tall glass of Act Right
and ride out the storm.
Get it together, Stephanie!
Polly, this is my mother, Marilyn.
Oh.
Well, enchanted to meet you, finally.
Nice to meet you.
Well, isn't this a...
a totally unexpected and completely unscheduled surprise.
I figured it was time we all sat to a Shabbat dinner
so I can get to know you and my new granddaughter.
Ooh, I love that,
but unfortunately, she's not here.
I... called her.
Hi.
Great.
Hey. This is my mom.
You must be Marnie.
- Hey, what's up? - Hey, sweetie.
And who is this extremely handsome young man?
This is my boyfriend, Malik.
Since when?
You didn't tell me you were official.
I don't tell you everything.
Uh, unfortunately, I do have to...
get to work, so...
is there another time that we can do this?
We can just have dinner without you.
Can Marnie and I help in the kitchen?
Of course you can.
Aww, and miss family time with my wonderful daughter
and Ken's beautiful mother?
Never. I would never do that.
Just how fast do Jews eat?
Tell you the truth,
you looked better in that outfit than he did.
Don't you look so pretty.
The Clay I knew
would have shown those boys the pain already.
The Clay I loved
would have cleared that debris right up...
with a quickness, too.
Would have told him there's clits bigger than
their inverted baby-pecker niblets.
I haven't been myself lately.
It's been real bad since you've been gone.
I know, baby.
Look. They got them a woman.
Is that a skort she got on?
A skort is the hysterectomy of casual separates, baby.
We both know that.
Now you go on and tell her.
You tell all of them
they are in the presence of a great man.
Maybe bend a couple few
over the ice machine in the back.
You know what they say about those who protest too much.
Teach them the error of their ways.
The voodoo doc is right about your heart.
I see everything up here.
Need another?
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, keep 'em coming.
Aw, come on, man.
Why do you got to keep serving these homo-whatever-he-is?
Hey, stop throwing your lifestyle in our face.
You picked the wrong bar, you bald-headed faggot.
Y'all thirsty!?
Save that for something special.
Oh, baby.
Baby, I miss you.
I miss you so much.
Whoo-hoo! We're back, bitches!
Hells, yeah, we are, boy.
Screw them Haitians.
I'm gonna take care of business myself.
Oh, and... and... and Zlata said that if tonight works out,
we can do "Raining Men" once a month.
She's so sweet. Don't you like her, Des?
I do, baby, but aren't you going to be nervous up there
in front of all those people?
Oh, oh, Virginia said pretend that
everyone is in their underwear.
So that's what she used to do.
Is that what she said?
I want you to know I'm proud of you, Dean.
And look at us, we got the big house.
No more black mold.
But not the dual masters, don't forget the dual masters.
- Dual masters have their own bathroom. - I know.
- I promised. - You did!
Well, but, Dean, we are moving up, though.
I mean, we haven't quite got there, but we will.
- Yeah. - Okay?
Uh-huh. We will.
I promise.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Uh, me and Virginia invited Dr. Ruval.
- To the strip club in Palmghetto? - Yeah.
Okay, Dean.
We had plans tonight, so if he can't stay long,
it's because he has a C-section later, okay?
Yeah, okay.
Oh, oh, Des.
- I-I need a favor. - Anything.
Could you get my perineum?
I-I can't reach it.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
- Knock yourself out. - O-Okay.
Uh, okay.
Well the hell's that brother of yours?
He's probably screwing that Siberian husky.
Well, I ain't gonna wait on his damn ejaculation.
That boy needs to be with his family.
Get him on the phone. Shit's about to go down.
Wait, we're going early?
We... We attacking Zlata tonight?
I called in some friendlies from Carolinas.
They're on their way.
You want to do this at the strip club?
Well, there ain't no sense in waiting.
We can't let our foredaddies down.
Hmm.
Can't let the fo-foredaddies down.
Shh. Shh.
Oh, come on.
This is shit.
Okay, baby is sick, not his fault.
Why is he still yacking?
Just give to me, go wash up. It's okay.
Whoa. He's really hot, Roller.
You know what?
I'm going to call his doctor right now.
Amen. Amen.
Would anyone else like to add a blessing?
I would. Malik taught me something.
Oh, why don't I do it?
My daddy was a preacher, after all.
Since when?
Since the Southern Baptist First Denominational
Holy Mother Church of All Saints said so.
Oh, let the child say her prayer.
Thank you for hearing me.
I hear you, go ahead.
- Say your little... prayer. - Jesus.
Fight the power!
Oh! Gosh, I'm so sorry. Oh, gosh, I'm sorry.
Oh! Ooh, oh, gosh.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Whew.
Hey, don't y'all think
Marnie would look so pretty with red hair?
I like my natural hair color.
Oh, come on, girl.
Once you go red, everything changes.
I'm talking mo' money, mo' honey, all the mo's.
I don't want to look like you.
Who wants dessert?
We're still eating dinner.
Oh, okay.
Let's do makeovers later.
Wait, how about we just do a little strip of red?
Just to see if you like it.
Like a sister?
Do you have a sister?
She does. A twin sister.
She's a marketing exec...
at a Starbucks in Seattle.
She's... We're... She's a stick in the mud.
We've never been that cl-close.
I always thought twins were inseparable.
Well, we're not. I got to go.
Polly.
Hold on just a second.
What?
Can I ask you why it's so important
for Marnie to look like you?
It's not.
I just thought we could have some girl time.
Mm.
The therapist in me is telling me that
that's not what it's really about.
What do you mean?
It's easy to lie to ourselves, isn't it?
It means we don't have to face what's really there.
I'm sorry, Mother Brickman,
I still don't know what you're referring to.
If you want any chance
of connecting with that child,
you need to figure it out.
There's something going on inside you.
I can see it.
Hello, babies.
Look, it's Daddy!
- Daddy! - Yeah.
Hey, girls, hey.
Come on, let's get going.
Sammy's babysitting tonight.
Hey, you help your sister buckle up, all right?
Hey, Uncle Daddy.
Had a lawyer draw them up, friend of Uncle Daddy's.
You know, you don't have to do this.
We can go back to the way it was. We could just start over.
It's never going to be how it was.
I know this is hard, Jenn. It's not easy for me, either.
So don't do it, then.
We can't come back from the things we've done.
How do you know?
You haven't even tried.
And I still love you.
No, no, you don't. No, that's the problem.
You love who I used to be,
- who we used to be. - Okay. All right.
We're just not those people anymore.
All right.
Okay, we got to go!
Have you lost your handsome mind?
What are we doing here?
Take off your shoes.
W...
We're going to be late for Dean's show.
Come on, there's an opening act.
Don't worry, we'll make it.
Well, what are... what are we doing?
Trust me.
Oh, shit.
I'll do whatever it takes
to make your dreams come true.
Marry me, Desna,
and make my dreams come true.
Put it on me, put it on me!
Yes, yes!
- Yes, a thousand times, yes. - I love you.
Des?!
Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh.
- You really did? - Yes!
- Really did. - I'll get us some drinks, okay?
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Oh, my God. Is that real?
Hell, yeah, it's real!
- Oh, my God. - What? What?
Did he put a ring on it?!
I'm really happy for you, Des.
Me, too, girl. You deserve a good man.
You deserve all the good stuff, truly.
Oh, I love you.
Okay, I got to call places for my boys.
- Get 'em, Pol! - Get it, Pol!
Let me look.
Ooh, girl, leave it to you
to get everything and three karats.
But listen, ruffles are gonna add 10 pounds
to this maid of honor.
The Doritos don't help.
I got you, girl.
It's good to see you two together.
- You look happy. - Yes, insanely happy.
We're finally right back where we need to be.
Without further ado, we're letting it rain the men
on your parade at Hammer and Pickle!
Ooh, here we go!
There he is.
Whoo!
Take it off!
What?
- Damn it. - Shit.
I knew the large crowd was going to get to him.
I thought that quickie in the back
would have calmed him down.
Maybe it was too quick.
Hold this. I'm going back there.
Unh-unh.
You got to let him do this...
on his own.
Shh, shh.
The baby got dry lips?
We tried to give him liquids.
He can't keep anything down.
Doc, we are trying our best!
What kind of doctor are you, anyway?
Doc said baby got a flu.
He said keep the temperature down,
maybe he'll calm down enough
we can ger some liquids in his stomach.
He's... so sick.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Hey. Hey, we got this.
All right?
Hey, shh.
It's... It's... It's too noisy out there.
It's... It's too loud, it's t-too loud, too loud.
Okay, um, um, Dean, Dean, where are your earphones?
I-I didn't put them on because I didn't think they were sexual enough.
Well, they are on you, huh.
- Take them. - Okay.
Listen to me.
I need you to reach deep down inside of yourself,
grab your courage by the balls,
throw on your fighting gloves,
and go out there and show them what you're made of.
I need you to do this for the rest of the boys.
Are you going to let them down, or are you going to fight?
D-Desi was right. This is a bad idea.
This... I can't, can't. This is a bad idea.
O-Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
Uh, uh, shh. I won't do the scary voice.
- Yeah, okay. - Okay?
All right? It's just me.
Just Polly, okay?
Can... Can I... Can I have your hand?
- Yeah. - Okay, good.
I can only guess how hard this is for you.
But I've known you a long time,
and I know you got this.
I've seen moves on you that would put those boys to shame.
But more importantly, Dean,
I know deep inside, you know you got this, too.
Don't be the one to hold yourself back.
You shine your light.
You blind them bitches.
Okay.
Okay, okay. Somebody hand me a damn mike.
All right.
Uh, 86 those umbrellas.
We're going to plan B, boys.
You go out there,
and you stripper dance for your life.
Ladies and gentlemen,
it's a hot, balmy night out there in Palmetto.
Hammer and Pickle is ready to cool you down
and heat you up because tonight, it's raining men!
Hi, hi!
We're your Weather Girls. Uh-huh.
And have we got news for you.
You better listen! Get ready, all you lonely girls.
And leave those umbrellas at home, all right.
Whoo!
Dean!
He's good.
He's really good.
Oh. I can't.
99.3. His fever broke.
Hey.
- Yeah. - Mm.
All right.
Breaking fevers like a boss.
He finna break some hearts like one, too.
Right, little squirt?
Come here.
Let's take a nap. I bet he's tired.
? Hush, little baby, don't you cry ?
? Mommy can't do it, then Daddy will try ?
? Hush, little baby, don't say a word ?
? 'Cause nobody likes a little snitch ?
Aah!
Deannie, I am so proud of you.
Oh, thank you, thank... thank you.
Wow, is... is that from him?
- Doctor? - Yeah.
Let... Let me talk to you for one second, baby.
Dean, tonight, Gregory proposed,
and I said yes.
But I just want you to know... look at me...
nothing is going to change for the two of us.
Ch-Change is inevitable, Des.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Baby, but... but I love you, and me and you?
We gonna always be together.
Yeah.
Yeah!
Deannie, you shook your shit so good tonight!
Whoa!
Back off, ladies, he is my private dancer.
Great turnout.
Dean, you can lead Raining Men every month.
The best night of my life!
You guys, I got to go.
Ken is not feeling very well, but I love you.
Good job, Pol.
- Congratulations. - Bye, Pol.
The best night of their life for other people, too.
Congratulations, bride and groom.
Because this is impromptu engagement party,
on the house with Clicquot bottles, now!
Whoo!
- Hey, it's Roller. Leave it. - You brother never
Hey, let this be a lesson to you, boy.
You don't answer your phone, you're gonna miss all the fun.
Get it, get it!
All right, boys.
- Go kill us some Siberian shitholes. - Whoo!
Get it, get it, get it, get it.
- Oh, God. - We're bad friends.
We should be celebrating Desna.
Yay, Desna.
Oh, Desna's fiancé is leaving.
I think he celebrated enough.
Take me home.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Ooh.
You look like shit, sugar.
I feel it, too.
It's been a rough day.
Oh, well, I see your mama left.
Yeah, she went with, uh, Marnie and Malik
to get frozen yogurt.
She's slipping away.
What do you mean, "She's slipping away"?
She's just making friends.
Ooh.
That Jew food repeats on you, doesn't it?
No, she wasn't.
Dancing is... dancing is a workout, Virginia.
I burned 6,700 calorie... well, 7,800,
if you count the pre-show intercourse.
Hmm, okay. And you look good doing it, too.
- Yeah, boy. - Thanks.
Let's carb out tonight.
Ooh, spikin' our shakes, so who's driving?
I guess it's me.
- Oh, hey, hey, Uncle Daddy. - Hey.
Got something special.
Come have a taste.
You're doing awesome, don't...
What is happening?
We got to get out of here.
Y'all having fun in my club?!
It should still be my club!
My family's been here since President Jackson sent
them cryin' red-faced Indians on their merry trail.
I got to sit here while this, uh, egg-sucking...
...fresh-off-the-boat bitch
thinks she gonna take it from me?
Shit!
No!
- Shit! - Hold on, Bryce!
Look at me, you stay with me, Bryce Husser, okay?
- The Russian goons behind us? - I don't think so.
Look at me, baby.
- Keep him awake, Jenn! - That's what I'm doing, Des!
Look at me. Look at me.
Baby boy ain't going nowhere, you hear me?
You hear me?!
You ain't going nowhere, boy.
I will follow you into the afterlife
and track you back myself.
Hey, hey, don't leave me.
We need a doctor. He's been shot!
Everybody, come out here!
Hurry!
Stay with him, baby boy, right over here!
Come on now! Hurry up!
- Come on, baby! - Careful!
Stay with us, baby boy!
We got a sunken chest wound! I need an OR, stat!
- Go! - Stay with us, boy!
Stay with us, my boy! Stay with us, boy!
I'm so sorry. Come on, now.
Do you think... Do you think he's going to live?
Do you think he knows I'm sorry?
- Do you think he knows I'm sorry, Des? - Yeah.
Okay. Okay.
Come on, baby boy, I'm with you!
- Stay with us! - Bryce!
Maybe I could put together a sit-down,
just so nobody gets hurt?
Okay. Great.
So, you just gonna talk, right?
Yes. Talk.
Just talking.
Those shitheads tried to kill me tonight.
I won't be able to sleep.
You had too much fun.
Exactly.
But melatonin doesn't do shit for me anymore.
Doesn't work.
Oh, was that in my bag?
Hmm.
So... tell me again.
Please tell me again.
Again? Okay.
I went down on my knees.
Ooh.
Dear diary, romantic.
- Little beach sunset. - Oh!
Hallmark Hall of Fame.
The whole thing.
Can I get some schmaltz
on top of the schmaltz?!
And... she said yes.
Oh, God.
Can you believe... she really thinks you love her?
Yes, I know it's pathetic.
You look beautiful without makeup.
Hmm.
Boop.
What you going to do for me?
Ouch!
Oh, easy. Easy, yeah.
Aw, yeah.
Yeah, just like that, yeah.