Previously on "Claws"...
- Kenneth Brickman? You're under arrest. - What?
All you got to do is catch some big fish for us on tape,
and we send you to Witness Protection.
Ever since we hooked up, my life's gone to shit.
We can't come back from the things we've done.
A divorce?
- You think we're at divorce? - 100%.
- Marry me, Desna. - Yes!
Ever since Zlata made me a madam,
I've just had a ton of work to do.
Mr. Chip, you work for me now.
Not Uncle Fatty.
Zlata's Zlata.
Uncle Daddy's family.
Your family.
You tell all of them
they are in the presence of a great man.
No!
You stay with me, Bryce Husser, okay?
Can you believe... she really thinks you love her?
Yes, I know it's pathetic.
- What you going to do for me? - Mm.
Just like that.
Are you okay, Des?
I'm fine.
She don't look fine.
Hey, D?
What's going on? You all right?
Did you know about Ruval?
Pussy doc's a Zoe mafia kingpin, D.
- I wanted to tell you... - I don't believe this shit.
I need a crash cart! He's flatlining!
Hey! I'm his wife! You have to let me in.
Please, I am his wife!
Des! What happened?!
I thought he was stable. Is he okay?
This is your... You did this.
You remember how you said that we could trust Zlata?
Do you remember how she said we could trust her?!
I-I was wrong, Jenn.
Yeah. Yeah.
This is your fault. All of it.
All of it.
All of it!
Des! Wait!
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Deanie? Deanie, please, baby, get up.
- Get up. We gotta go. - What? Did Bryce die?
You still got your go-bag? Come on, come on, come on.
Des... Des, I haven't... I-I haven't had a go-bag
since I was 14. What's happening?
We are getting in my old car, Dean,
and we are getting the hell out of here.
Please, baby, get up.
Okay, well, why don't we just get in the Maserati?
It's much more fuel-efficient.
Because, Dean, I don't want nothing that bitch gave me.
Let's go. Come on.
Doc, you gotta tell me what's going on.
I'm going out of my mind.
Unfortunately, your husband has sustained
a serious ballistic trauma,
after which he slipped into a coma.
The next few hours are critical.
God damn it.
Russian bitch.
Tell me, how's wedding coming along?
It's going well.
Just have to work out a few things with the venue.
Hurry up.
Once you are married, everything Desna has
will be community property.
We need wedding now.
- I know the plan. - Good.
So, now all we need to do is go to hospital
and kill Uncle Fatty.
If we don't do it right now, he's going to come for us.
Zlata, Zlata, Zlata.
Always business, huh?
What can I say? I love my work.
Zlata, are you in there?
Hide! Quick!
Yes, my son-in-law. Wait.
What can I do for you?
Boris! Boris!
Don't be foolish! I'm your family now!
I have men going to hospital
killing your Uncle Daddy right this moment!
And if you don't want to join him in graveyard,
I suggest you leave here at once!
I finna kill both of you.
Boris, explain to Roller
what will happen if he kills me.
I will kill your son.
You psycho.
Hey!
Explain to me... why do Americans
make such big deal out of killing babies?
- It's your grandson. - So?
Olga can have more.
She gets pregnant like fat man goes jogging,
once or twice a year.
Now, stop this shit.
Where are we going?
Des? What... What's happening, Des?
Des?
This is your fault. All of it!
Des, why won't you talk to me?
You've lost sight of all your friends!
Ow!
She really thinks you love her?
Mnh!
Okay. Slow... Slow down, Des.
Please, you're scaring me.
Des?!
Stay in the car, Dean!
But...
Dessie?
I'm coming! I'm coming, Des!
I got... I got you, Des!
I'm coming! Come on! No, Des, come on.
We gotta get out of here.
We gotta get out of here, Des, come on.
No, stand up! You're all right, Des.
You're all right, Des. You're all right.
You're all right. No. You've just gotta breathe.
I can't do this anymore.
I don't... I don't understand what's happening!
I just wanna go home!
That's... That's all I wanna do!
Yeah. Yeah, Dean. That's what we're gonna do.
What? We're going home.
Yeah. Good. We're going home.
Good, 'cause I have rehearsal with Polly.
- I'm gonna... - Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh.
No, no. Not that home.
- We're going somewhere else. Come on. - Where?
- Come on, Dean. - O-Okay.
Back in the day
No! Damn it!
Des? W-Why... Why are we at Mrs. Wallace's house?
She said, if I ever needed her, Dean, to come find her.
Yeah, I-I think that... I think that's just
one of those things that people say.
A figure of speech, Des.
Hello?!
D-Dessie?
Dessie?
Oh, no. Uh, uh, Dessie.
This is a te... This is a terrible idea.
This is... This... Dessie, this is breaking and entering.
This is a, uh, Florida... Florida Statute 810.11.
Boy, get in here.
- Okay. - Come on!
All right. Okay, Des.
Thank you. Mm-hmm.
Anybody hear from Dean or Desna?
No. Nothing.
I've got a bad feeling about this.
Where is Desna?
She didn't show up for morning meeting. It's not like her.
Oh, uh, she's sick.
Yeah, I think she ate somethin' that didn't agree with her.
Mm-hmm. And trust me, girl, you do not want her here.
We all share a bathroom, and she...
How is Husser boy?
He's, um... He's hanging in there.
You can't blame scorpion for sting.
Tell her to get better. We have work to do.
Told y'all that woman was a sociopath.
She shot Bryce in cold blood.
Jenn needs us.
- What? - The sitter bailed.
Ohh. We're on it.
Oh, that means you have to hold it down here, babe.
Okay. Finally, I'm in charge.
I got this. You better got this.
And, please, ask if they want their cuticles trimmed.
Don't just start cutting, Virginia Scissorhands.
Cuticles.
Got it, girl.
Got the whole salon to myself.
Whoo!
You're Desna, right?
We spoke about my daughter Madison's birthday party today?
- Oh, I'm actually... - Hey, ladies?!
Who's excited for their first manicures?!
- Um... - Yeah, yeah!
This is when I was in my... my abstract phase.
H-Hey, Des, what are you looking for?
Why does he do that?
Because he's his own person, and we love him for it.
Corina?
She loves you.
They let me out. I'm here for my kids.
I wasn't expecting y'all 'til after dinner.
Oh, no, it's Mom.
They gave me my old job back at the Pic 'N' Save.
It starts tomorrow.
I wanna get the kids situated before then.
Deanie, Dessie, come on. It's time to go.
I'm clean now.
Come on, get your stuff.
I'm taking you home.
I don't wanna go.
Deanie...
We knew this day would come.
We wanna stay with you.
Whenever you feel it getting dark,
just know you got a light inside and it's burnin' bright.
You ever start to feel that light going out,
you come find me... I'll be right here.
Desna, Dean, let's go!
Mrs. Wallace, please.
I don't understand why we have leave. Can we stay?
Where are you, Mrs. Wallace?
I... I still don't understand why we came here.
Dean, Mrs. Wallace made us feel safe,
even when things got bad,
and you know how bad they got.
Yeah, yeah, but she's not here,
so can... can we just go back to Palmetto?
- They used me, Dean. - Who? Who... Who used you?
Excuse me.
Do you know where we can find Mrs. Wallace?
She's been gone for a while.
Uh, uh, we used to live here for... for... for awhile.
This is not a B&E.
We need to find her. You got any idea where she might be?
I don't know. But her daughter Corina...
she works at the, uh, middle school down the street.
Thank you. Come on.
Good luck!
But... But what if Mrs. Wallace is dead?
Huh-unh. She can't be dead.
Just stay... stay still, okay?
So I don't mess this...
Hurry up. You're moving so slow.
Just... Just gimme one second, okay?
Stay right here. Don't move, all right?
I'll be right back. Hey, y'all!
Having a little bit of a situation.
Okay. They just put me in charge today,
and I'm kind of freaking out.
So, can y'all help me?
Please? Okay. Thank you.
All right, girls! Finish these nails up!
Here you go. Thank y'all so much for coming.
My babysitter picked a hell of a time to get highlights.
- We got you, girl. - Yeah.
- You heard from Des? - Uh, no, not yet.
Don't worry about it, okay? You just do you.
Yeah, we're gonna entertain the shit out of those kids.
We'll take 'em to the park, get some ice cream.
- We'll keep 'em busy. - Okay.
Well, just good luck getting 'em out of the gift shop.
Those jokers are bleeding me dry.
Well, we got it. We love you.
Love y'all.
Hello, beautiful.
Hank, what are you doing here?
That's what friends do.
Show up in a time of crisis.
Okay, we can't be friends, though... I told you that.
- Hey, Roller. - Hey!
Look who it is... my favorite rabbi.
Leave my family alone!
Roller! Roller!
Told you never to show
- your face around here again! - Roller!
- Hank, just go! - Knock some sense in you!
Jesus Christ, Hank, just get out of here! Go on!
Next time, I'ma put a slug in that little head of yours.
I said, go on!
- Hey. - I did not invite him here.
I did not know he was coming.
Just make sure he don't come back.
Yeah.
Hey, we got a situation with the Russians.
Not now, boy.
God and I are conversatin'.
Uncle Daddy, this is serious. Zlata is comin' for you.
Yeah. She said they could be here any minute now.
They don't care that you're in the hospital.
They'll kill you right here.
Listen, I don't give a shit.
Y'all either pray with me or get the hell out.
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost...
let my boy live.
It ain't his time yet, Lord.
He got a wife
and some diverse-ass babies that need him.
Plus, I can't bear to lose another piece of my heart.
Ooh! I see some potential Hammer and Pickle customers.
I'll be right back.
Hey. What are you guys reading?
"Pleasures of the Night," by, uh, Sylvia Day.
Ooh, what a sensuous choice.
I love Sylvia to pieces.
She's awesome. Hey!
Speaking of night pleasures,
I run an all-male revue
at Hammer and Pickle over on Dew Passage.
You guys ever been? No?
Super-hot guys, who are, um,
they're willing to go the extra mile,
if you know what I mean.
It's totally discreet, so you don't have to worry.
They... They've been tested,
they've been trained in social etiquette by yours truly,
and, um...
...unlike your husbands, they service all your needs.
Okay? This is a Sylvia Day novel in the flesh.
That's all I'm saying. You're gonna love it.
Here. Let me give you my card.
Is there a Groupon for that?
Ooh, I like your style. Yeah, give me a call.
I'm sure we can work something out.
Tell all your friends, too.
Ooh. Sorry, I gotta get this, but, listen,
I'm going to leave my cards here, and I'll see ya, okay?
Come on by! You won't regret it!
Oh. Yes. Sweetback, what is it?
Aunt Polly! You wanna play with us?!
They wanna play hide and seek.
I'm sorry. I can't.
I just... give me a little minute.
I gotta do some business here.
Listen to me, Sweetback.
The tip of your tongue
needs to find the little man in the boat. Right.
And then, when she's good and ready, you stick it in her.
That's right, boy! Go get 'em!
Go get 'em!
Work.
Hey, guys! Oh, sorry.
I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
What's up, my man?
Commit any cool crimes lately?
I've just been wondering what you've been up to.
Any gangster-like activities I should know about?
Are you serious?! Get the hell out of here!
I hate this guy so much.
I literally can hear him sweat.
You guys look like you could use some Appletinis.
You know, there's a TGI Fridays down the street.
Maybe we could all go down there and talk.
Mm! Damn, that shit look good.
I'm bored.
Um, excuse me, Miss Thing,
but I ain't paying you to sit on the 'gram all day.
Excuse you? This is Snapchat.
"Virginia in Bitch Mode."
And, Toby, girl, listen.
I love me some self-maintenance,
but now is clearly not the time, honey.
They ain't dry yet.
Listen, the both of y'all better get to working
before somebody get their ass beat. Okay?
Okay. I see you, Desna.
Okay, honey, go with Toby and Scarlet, okay?
They're gonna make you look fierce.
- Fierce like a tiger? - Yeah.
Yeah, kid, just like a tiger, come on.
Thank y'all.
I just think it's a little weird that you're all psyched
to be working for Zlata now.
She did just shoot Bryce.
It's a conundrum, I agree.
But the boys and I have a great thing going.
They are making bank.
And a huge percentage of that is going to the person
who just put Jenn's husband in a coma.
I know, but shit is finally starting to turn around for me.
Look, you know...
I didn't want to get Arlene kicked off the force.
I mean, she's a rent-a-cop because of me,
but that is the deal we made, Polly.
We put the crew first.
- Bros before hos. - I know.
I just wish there was some way that I could be loyal to Desna
and do the madam thing.
Well, girl, your time to get your Heidi Fleiss on is over.
We all gotta stick together now.
You got that?
Hey, Sarah.
- Hey. - Hi.
Shit. They said we've got half of Palmetto looking for us.
I remember going to school here.
Me too. And I hated it. Come on.
Look, my... my tree!
Wh... Dean!
We gotta go!
Dean!
Dean! We gotta go find Corina!
Come down from there!
Look, can you believe this?! It's still there!
Look, Des!
Hey, Re-Re, what you got up there... a Barbie doll?!
For your information, it's a G.I. Joe!
"G.I." didn't know that, retard.
Leave my brother alone!
Who told you you could talk to us?!
Damn.
Dean, come on, baby! We gotta go find Corina!
School is out!
What... What are you doing?! You're not gonna keep it?!
No, I... I... I don't need it anymore, Des.
It belongs here.
Well, we gotta get going. Come on.
Look, Zlata's got you marked.
We gotta deal with this shit.
Every second you stay here, you're getting closer to death.
I need to stay focused.
Look, I lost Auntie Momma. I ain't finna lose you, too.
Long as Bryce in a coma, I ain't going nowhere.
Look. You know, my daddy was hardheaded like you.
Look where it got him.
Boy, your brother may never wake up.
I ain't going nowhere 'til God gives me reason to.
Baby?
You remember my first relapse?
I didn't want you to know I was relapsing,
so I snuck out to that dive bar on Palmview Road.
And as soon as I walked in, that bartender
handed me a plastic bottle of Popov.
'Member how the plastic is my favorite?
'Cause it didn't break when you dropped it in the shower.
Anyway, I was just sitting there, and all of a sudden,
my favorite song comes on the jukebox.
"I'd Really Love to See You Tonight,"
by England Dan and John Ford Coley.
And I looked up...
...and there you were, standing there,
walking towards me with that cracked-out smile.
I just couldn't believe it,
that we chose the same bar to relapse in... together.
I thought that was just amazing. I just couldn't believe it.
And, sure, you'd done enough crack
to support a small Mexican village,
and...
I smelled like a hobo jungle.
But it didn't matter. We held each other so tight.
Then you said, "Baby, I'm pretty sure there's a good chance
my heart's gonna explode in a few minutes."
"But right now, I feel on top of the world."
The last time we saw you, you were barely walking
and you had these fat, juicy thighs
your mama was always talking about cooking for dinner.
My mom always spoke so highly of you guys.
She saved all the birthday cards you sent her.
We... We miss her, and we really want to see her.
Your mama was the best foster mother we ever had.
Can you just tell us where she is?
I'm sure she'd love to see you.
She's over at Temple Glade,
if you wanna swing by and say hello.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Come on. Come on, Des.
? I'm not talking 'bout moving in ?
? And I don't wanna change your life ?
Baby.
Babe? Nurse?!
Baby!
- He's awake! - Hey, Dr. Lady?! Nurse?!
Hey! It's a miracle!
Hey, that... that's some magic pussy. Bottle that shit up.
Ma'am, please get off the patient.
Oh! Okay. I'm sorry.
What the hell?
Oh. So sorry. Baby, I'm sorry, baby.
Sorry. Thank you.
Mrs. Wallace?
You got visitors.
Look at you two!
You haven't changed a bit!
Oh, I'm so happy to see ya!
- Hey, Mrs. Wallace. - Oh!
Oh, we missed you.
You look exactly the same,
uh, except... except older and grayer.
Mrs. Wallace, I-I'm in trouble,
and... and I need your help.
What's the matter, sugar?
Talk to me.
I loved a man who didn't love me back.
Men can be dogs.
You said that, if things ever got real bad,
I should come and find you, and... I just...
I feel like my... my light has gone out.
What light you talkin' about, baby?
You remember what you said to us
before they took us away from you?
Honey, I'm old.
I barely remembered to put my panties on today.
But... you... you said that I...
you said I had a light inside me,
and that's been the thing that's kept me going all these years.
Honey, that's just some bullshit you tell little kids.
- What? - Fact of the matter is,
you were a shit-kicker
from a line of shit-kickers, if I remember correct.
You don't need me to teach you how to fight back.
You've been fighting since the day you was born.
Sounds like you just need to remember who you are.
Hmm?
All men in this state look the same.
What do we do?
- Bye! - Bye!
- Bye, girls.
Come here, lemme see your nails.
Yes, boy, you do look fierce!
And what about you?
Did your mom like your nails that I did?
She said I looked like a prostitute.
Happy birthday!
Whoo! Damn, y'all. Working is hard.
Why don't we celebrate the end of this very difficult workday
with a little cocktail?
- Toucans? - Okay.
- Yes, kween. - All right, well, I'll, uh,
- I'll meet you guys there. - Okay.
- Bye, bitch.
Bye!
Okay.
Hey, Des.
I was just calling to tell you that I miss you
and that I ran the entire salon today by myself.
You would've been proud.
I... actually learned a lot today.
See, before, I just thought that your whole job
was yelling at people
and making fun of me because I'm half-Asian,
but now I know that
there's a whole lot more to it than just that.
Being you is no joke, Des.
So, hurry on back with your stankin' ass.
Uh, uh, I'm just kidding.
I didn't mean that. Uh, okay, bye, girl.
- We need to talk to Chip. - I've had enough of your shit.
You said you didn't want to talk about this shit
'til Bryce was up... he's up.
Are you out of your mind?
You wanna go celebrate your big brother's escape
from the jaws of death
by turnin' ourselves in to the goddamn cops?
Look, hear me out. We call Chip.
We give him all we've got on the Haitians and the Russians,
- and then we skate. - No. No, no, no!
- I don't like any of that! - I just saw them outside.
I don't care! I said no!
Chip's the only way you're gonna stay alive.
Us Hussers ain't ever been snitches.
Fine. Forget it.
Be prepared to look over your shoulder
for the rest of your short life.
You're getting on my last nerve, boy... you know that?
She said she was gonna kill my baby, Clay.
Kill my grandson?
Yeah.
Hey, Chipper?
Wonder if you can meet me today.
Got a little proposition.
Have you heard yet from Desna?
She must really be sick.
Maserati has not left the house.
Maybe you should pay her a visit.
Yes, of course.
I will check on Desna as soon as I can.
Good. We have her exactly where we want her.
You okay? You look sad.
You wanna come jump with us?
I don't... I don't think I know how anymore.
Give it a try.
Come on, it's your turn.
Whenever you feel it getting dark,
just know you got a light inside and it's burning bright.
You know what? I should thank you
for walking out on me, Mama, 'cause it made me strong.
You let life take you under,
but that won't be me... ever.
Leave my brother alone!
You suck! So does your brother!
You don't need me to teach you how to fight back.
You've been fighting since the day you was born.
You don't talk to my brother like that! You understand?!
What are you gonna do about it?
You were a shit-kicker from a line of shit-kickers.
You just need to remember who you are.
Whoo! Y'all trying to kill me!
Well, look at that.
- We still got it. - Never lost it.
You're just gonna have to turn that shit up.
Desna? Desna?
D-Desna. Sor... I'm sorry.
I-I didn't mean to startle you. Sorry.
Let's get ready to go home, baby.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
I gotta go make things right.
It's so good to see you, Des.
I was out of my mind earlier.
I just thought I was gonna lose everything
and you know I didn't mean a word I said.
You probably meant a few of 'em.
Why are you wearing that?
This is my armor. I can't let anybody know what's up.
I'm getting played, Jenn.
Do what now?
By Zlata and Gregory.
My God, Des, that is awful.
You were right. All this is my fault.
- Now... - Unh-unh. And I'ma fix this shit.
But, first, I'ma talk to Clay.
Until then, Gregory and Zlata
cannot know that we are onto them.
As far as they are concerned, I'm just a blushing bride.
You know I'm your ride-or-die girl.
Don't you forget that.
Yeah, you are.
Yeah, girl.
I love you.
Here he comes.
Hey, what's up, Doc?
Hi, Jennifer.
I heard the wonderful news.
Yeah, thank you. It's so good.
I'ma go check on Bryce.
So, how are you doing?
I heard you were sick.
So much better now.
Ooh.
Ooh. I gotta go.
- Already? - Mm-hmm.
Oh.
Did you just bite me?
You haven't seen my freaky side.
Oh. I like it. You're bad.
Baby, you have no idea.
What's up, my man? Commit any cool crimes lately?
I hate my voice! Is that really what I sound like?!
- Unfortunately, yes. - Oh, sorry.
In all my years of working these sting operations,
you're the single worst informant I've ever seen.
I just had a question for you
about the whole Witness Protection thing.
Do Polly and I have to move to a new state,
or do we get the protection here?
What makes you think Polly's going with you?
She's not?
You're the only one working on this case with us.
That means you're going to Witness Protection alone.
But if we were married, would that make any difference?
Sure. But you're not.
Hey. You look well.
I heard you were under the weather.
I'm better.
So is Bryce.
I am happy for Jennifer.
I got my point across. Everybody win.
I don't really give a shit about everybody, Zlata.
I care if we win.
What are you gonna do about Clay?
Don't worry. I've got a plan.
Good. That man disrespected you.
He deserves to be taught a lesson.
I like you agree with me.
I got your back, Babushka.
Yes, Mr. Chip, what is the deets?
Clay just pulled off the 301 by Enjoyment Land.
He's almost here.
Finish him.
Yeah. Clay, where are you?
Oh, we're just doin' a run.
Do not meet Chip, okay?
What?
Do not meet Chip.
- Why's that? - Chip has turned.
He's working for Zlata now.
Clay? Clay?
Shit.
My man Clay!
Chipper!
Roller.
So... what do you want to talk about?
Holy shit!
So much for going straight.
Okay. I'll see you soon.
Y'all okay? Yeah.
I'm a wanted man, y'all. This shit's suspenseful.
Pol, you all right with, uh, him staying here,
'til we get this shit figured out?
Yeah, as long as you don't hog the remote.
I gotta watch my stories.
- "Children" or "Hospital"? - Both.
Good looking out, D. Chip almost got the drop on us.
Frankly, I'm surprised you even told us.
I caught Zlata and Gregory together last night.
They've been playing me.
Yeah, I'll say. Playing you how?
In every way, Clay.
The two of them are up to some shit,
and I just gotta figure out what it is.
I told you that Ruval was a double-crossing son-of-a-bitch.
Wait, wait. What? What are y'all not telling me?
What else don't I know, Roller?
We made a deal with Ruval to take out the Russians.
And you've been sitting on that this whole time?!
- I didn't sit on it. I've been trying... - No, no, no! No!
You just wasn't gonna say nothing?!
You was the one talking to me about family!
"We family, D!" Wow.
You've been bitching and complaining
about wanting to take the Russians out.
You owe me.
So, y'all gonna help me do it.
But we gonna do it my way.
D, wait!
Hey, D?!
Oh, Lord. Why are you like this?
Daddy, we missed you!
Hey, Daddy's baby! Come here!
All right, let me capture this moment, all right? Ready?
Scoot in with Daddy Bryce. Say, "Mani-pedis!"
Mani-pedis!
- Hey, you guys. - Beautiful.
Hey, come on, tell me about school.
You got your backpacks on.
What'd you learn today?
Hey, D?! D, wait up!
D, sorry.
You made a deal with him, Roller!
Why would you do that?!
I didn't make a deal. I wanted to tell you.
D, I swear, I wanted to tell you.
But what?
I had to protect Uncle Daddy.
I get Clay's bullshit, but I thought you...
No, I thought we was better than that.
D, you right. You right. You deserve better.
I let myself trust him.
But I guess, at the end of the day,
you can't trust nobody but your damn self.
I'm sorry, D.
Yeah, you are.
Pimento cheese on a cracker...
that's a little slice of heaven right there.
Yeah, it is. Hey, babe.
What are you doing here?
He's, um... He's gonna be staying here for a little while.
And due to the stress of staying in these, uh,
you know, sub-standard accommodations
I'm gonna need me
a little pharmaceutical assistance.
Uh, can I talk to you for a second?
Yeah.
Pause it.
Just, uh...
Look, I've been thinking about this a lot,
and I've decided...
...I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.
Whoa, whoa! Whoa, Ken.
Slow your roll, babe.
What? But doesn't that sound nice?
Look, you and I moving to some small town somewhere
and... maybe we could change our names.
What? Why would we want to do that?
Ken, you know I like this thing we got going here.
But I don't wanna move to some small town with you.
I'm... I'm finally starting to have
the kind of life I always dreamed of.
I'm a criminal, Ken! No, no. Shh, shh, shh!
And I am really good at it.
- Shut up, Polly. Please. - No, it's true.
I got a whole bunch of male escorts who look up to me.
Now, they're my boys.
Ken, they call me "Master Polly,"
and I love it!
And I understand that what I'm doing is against the law...
I know that... but it's my calling.
I am a madam.
Marry me, Desna.
Oh, my God.
We are sisters now.
Ah!
Y'all, she is the definition of a classic psychopath.
Girl, you need to think twice about helping her.
She is not that bad.
Stay with me, boy!
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