Previously on "Claws"...
I swear, I didn't do anything wrong.
Overprescribing and conspiracy to traffic drugs.
I heard a rumor.
The Dixie Mafia...
...they're coming after you next week.
You want me to talk to them while I wear a wire?
I'm a criminal. And I am really good at it.
Shh, shh, shh! Shut up, Polly. Please.
...doing is against the law. I am a madam.
What do you want to talk about?
Pol, you okay with, uh, him staying here,
till we get this shit figured out?
Marry me, Desna.
Put it on me!
They killed my Juanda.
That bitch deserves to die,
and it's sure as shit gonna to be me the one
gonna snuff her out.
Des! Is he gonna be okay?
Babe? Nurse?!
- She really thinks you love her? - It's pathetic.
Yeah, just like that.
Whether you see it or not, you wear crown, like boss.
Marry me, Desna.
Yes!
Desna is powerful. Like chief of staff.
Dessie?
Dessie.
W-What are you doing out here, Des?
Des?
You feel... You feel really cold.
D... W-Why... Why aren't you talking to me?
O-Okay, De... De... You're being really weird.
I'm go... I'm gonna call Virginia.
Virgi... Virginia!
- V-Virginia! - What?
Desna, uh, she's doing something really weird.
- Des, what's wrong? - See? She won't talk.
Des?! Hello?! Say something.
You been out here all night?
You're really freaking Dean out,
- and now you're freaking me out, too. - Yeah.
What?
Dean, it look like she might have burned
- some drapes or something. - Hmm?
I don't know what that is.
Wedding dress.
- W-Wedding dress? - Wedding dress?
What?
I'm fine.
No, you're not. Y-You almost burned your w...
Dean, not right now.
You, go get dressed.
- Where we going? - I'll tell you on the way.
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You left before I got back.
I had to get to the store.
If I'm not at the door by the time Billie gets there,
he docks my pay.
You catch some waves?
Mm-hmm.
I got to clear my head.
So, listen.
I know it's a little soon, but, um, I was wondering
if you would be down to put our names
back on the foster care list.
I, uh...
Wow.
You know what?
It's totally cool if you're not down for it, you know.
Um...
I totally get it.
I want a kid, don't get me wrong.
It's just, I want to give us a beat.
Work on us first.
But in September, if we're still at it, then I'm game.
Oh, we'll be at it. Don't you worry.
Oh, shit. My manager's coming.
Let me get you back.
Okay.
Still sleeping with the enemy, huh?
It's gonna get messy.
Jesus, Waze doesn't even work in this area!
It's about time.
Ken, we got enough to lock up Polly
till she's old and crusty. thanks to you.
Please. Please, just not Polly.
Can you just give me just... just a little bit more time?
Lucky for you, we don't even want Polly.
- Phew. - We want the Russians.
We know that Zlata Ostrovsky
was involved in the Hammer and Pickle shooting.
You help us take her down, your girl walks.
No, please. Not Zlata, all right?
Do you have any idea how lethal that woman is?
I heard that she murdered a family of five
and turned them into life-sized nesting dolls.
We don't care. Please.
Get us a big fish.
Otherwise, all we've got is Polly.
Time's tickin'.
Ruval and Zlata?!
This whole time, they've been together?!
What kind of messed-up shit is that?
Not just that.
They're plannin' something.
What?
What you mean, "planning"?
Something against you?
I don't know yet.
I am so sorry, Des.
You don't deserve this, girl.
Now, listen. I-I know exactly how you feel.
I had this sugar daddy this one time,
out in Hollywood Beach.
Girl, he was perfect on the outside.
He was a veterinarian.
He used to collect these cute little antique guns.
- He was hot. - Virginia!
Uh...
Uh, you might want to slow down, girl.
'Cause I ain't tryin' to die in this outfit.
- Tryin' to stay aliv... - Shh!
Let me think!
Damn!
Privet.
Hello.
Oh, look at the doggy!
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Oh, God. Okay. Okay.
Come on. Okay.
Jesus.
Testing, testing. I'm at the house.
Please stand by.
I'm here to see Zlata.
Ugh. Let him in.
Hey, Zlata.
Uh, it's, uh, Dr. Ken from the clinic.
I know who you are.
- The nervous Jew. - Yeah, t-that's me.
I'm half Lebanese.
You know, I wanted to talk. You know, about my aspirations.
I don't just want
- to write scripts anymore. - No.
I-I think I'm more valuable than my DEA number.
No need to bullshit, my friend.
You want more money.
I respect that.
It's good you don't steal. You come to me.
You steal, you know what happen.
I give you second bris.
I won't.
I need all the penis I have.
Follow me.
Uhhh, this is not what I had in mind.
If you can't handle, go back to clinic.
You're gonna kill him.
Is your job to keep him alive
until we get information.
Okay, up.
Roller?
I told you... I don't know where...
where Uncle Daddy or Chip is.
I don't know anything.
Perhaps a little more vodka will refresh your memory.
How we feeling now?
So clean? So fresh?
Last chance to tell what you know.
Up, up, up, up.
Last time I saw Uncle Daddy,
he was gettin' into it with Desna.
He was smurfing into the wrong account at Wabash.
She didn't want the Feds snooping around.
Why are we talking about Desna?
I asked about Uncle Fatty.
You, wake him up.
What? Me?
I-If you keep doing this, he's... he's gonna die.
Don't be such pussy.
In Russia, this baby baptism.
Roller. Roller.
Ah, stop the love taps. Wha...
Bring smell.
You ever use stink to wake someone?
Watch. It works.
Yes! Finally.
Now we try different tactic.
Bring them in.
Mm.
Oh, come on.
Ooh-ooh!
Come on!
That's it.
Doing good, baby. You're doing it.
Also, your booty's finally gettin' a little bit more meat
back on it, like I like.
All right. Come on, now.
Oh.
This is bullshit.
So's your attitude.
You tell that to all the cripples?
You're not gonna get your motor function back all overnight.
I'm gonna go motivate another client,
and then we'll get back to work.
Yeah, you motivate another client. Whatever.
Listen, you got a tough-love vibe, and I dig it.
All right, babe.
You gonna come here to me and tell me what's wrong?
I mean, you know, besides the fact
that you gotta learn how to walk again.
Just... I'm nervous about the operation.
There's nothing to be nervous about,
'cause all they're gonna do is take
that nasty little bullet fragment out of your lung.
- Then you're gonna be good as new. - Mm-hmm.
Okay? They got you this far.
Yeah?
It was mostly you.
Come on.
Om, om, nom, nom.
Ooh, I hate her for what she did to you.
You know what? Hey, everything's gonna be all right, baby,
all right? Like, I'm gonna be fine.
Uh-huh. How about I take that long-ass fake ponytail
and squeeze it around her neck till her eyeballs pop out?
It's not funny, Bryce. I mean it.
Hey, forget about Zlata.
How am I gonna forget?
She shot you point-blank.
- Look, it's... - I'm never gonna forget it.
It's not all her fault.
Okay, none of this woulda happened
if I never started workin' for Uncle Daddy.
- Bryce... - Hey, it's true.
I'm done with the life, Jenn.
Well...
Hey, I'm mean it this time.
I'm done with Palmetto.
Hey, what do you say we take whatever we got saved up
and... and move to Tampa, Miami.
Hell, we can even get out of Florida.
There's nothing holding us here. Nothing.
Ohh.
I love you so much.
I love you.
Come here.
Ooh! So little, so fragile.
So easy to break.
Zlata, please.
- Mama, Mama. - Shh, shh.
- No, no, no, no, no, no. - Shh, shh, shh.
Please!
Is not up to me.
- Is up to Roller. - Oh, no. Oh, no.
Where's Uncle Daddy?
Please don't hurt the baby, Zlata. Please.
You're right. Hurt is too much effort.
- Please, please, please, please. - No, no, no, no.
Please! I don't know any...
I don't know anything, Zlata! I promise you!
No, no, no, no.
Get out of my way.
Don't.
All right. I'll tell you the truth.
Uncle Daddy killed Chip.
I tried to stop him, but he don't listen to shit.
I put him on a Greyhound.
Where to?
Greensborough.
I don't where he is now, Zlata, I promise.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Shh, shh. - You owe me cop.
Untie my husband.
Get out.
That crazy bitch was gonna kill our kid.
I know.
But you saved him.
'Course I did. I'm his daddy.
Roller...
you are good man.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
I mean, we should not have been married.
Tell me something I don't know.
Hey, baby.
You don't know everything.
Bogdan is not your son.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean for this to happen.
I just...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Come here. Come here. I'm sorry.
Come here. I'm sorry.
What's that?
Get away from me.
Okay.
I just want to drag they treacherous asses behind my car
until they both dead.
You're no killer, Des.
Yeah. Just ask my baby boy.
Shut up, Clay. This is different.
I want revenge.
And I want it bad.
I know, but there's gotta be another way.
You don't want two homicides on your conscience.
Don't tell me what I want.
Listen, but you got to think about Dean, okay?
I want them to pay for what they did to me.
Virginia!
Listen up. Ruval supplies most of the coke for the state.
That's where Zlata gets it from.
That's it.
We will destroy their supply,
because that shit right there will hurt both of 'em.
Yeah. Now, he keeps them drugs in a warehouse...
...down by Cattleman Road. I got eyes down there.
Lemme make a phone call.
That crazy bitch Zlata
taught me how to make a mean Molotov cocktail.
Girl, you tryin' to burn their shit down?
I'm tryin' to burn it down to the damn ground.
Uh, when?
Today! Now! I don't know!
Yeah, all right, all right. Calm down now, Desna.
Apparently there's some sort of Caribbean Cup soccer thing
going on tomorrow.
Which means that Ruval and his boys
gonna be gettin' shit-hammered
at some Haitian hangout, which means there's gonna be
a skeleton crew at the warehouse tomorrow.
- Done. - I'm in.
Baby, I just, like...
I can't home to my babies smelling like arson.
Don't. You and Pol go to the salon,
keep everything runnin' like normal.
Y'all two comin' with me.
- But I love the smell of arson. - Oh.
Des, wait. Let's just think this through.
No, I'm done thinking about it.
I'm not gonna be played the fool no more.
This shit is happening tomorrow.
Right on.
Let's go.
Tomorrow?!
Told y'all, it's a ghost town up in here.
Like taking nose candy from a baby.
Des, it's not too late to back out.
We can still go to my friend who practices Santeria,
go at it from a different angle.
No.
That takes too long.
I don't like this.
Crank it.
- Hurry up. - Go, go, go.
You look tore up.
You sure you don't want to sit this one out?
It's a Monday for me, baby.
- Come on. - Mm.
All right, where the...
What the hell, Virginia?
What kind of amateur bullshit is this?
Excuse all y'all. The masks are a fashion statement.
- Come on, now. - Oh, shit.
- Let's do this. - All right, follow me.
Eeee
All right, y'all go in the door in the back.
Roller, you come with me.
- Come on, now. - Hey, hey.
Hey.
What? What's up?
Let's go.
Let's roll.
It was the third year, and that over-tanned heifer
thought she was gonna beat me again.
- No, ma'am. - Huh!
So I took care of it.
Ooh! You did something naughty. I can see it.
I sent her a little care package
- A possum in a box. - What?!
And when she opened it, it bit up her lips.
- No! - Seriously, girl.
It bit her lip completely off.
So guess who won the bikini contest this year!
Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey!
- All right, dry it up, mama. - Okay.
Salon is closed now. Private party.
Since when?
Mm, since now.
But my nails aren't dry.
Blow hard, tiny girl.
We're called little people, asshole.
- Where's Desna? - Uh, wedding-dress shopping.
She had one, but it's not...
It's not gonna work, so she had to...
No, 'cause it was too sexy.
She decided she needed to cover up the twins.
- That's a big job. - Yeah.
Today, I close salon for treat for associates.
Ladies, sit, sit, sit.
Despite arthritis, they do very good job cutting coke.
So, is this going to be problem for you?
No. I love people who paralyze my husband.
Mm. Good.
You do me.
Des, Des.
What if Uncle Daddy's wrong, and they're not watching the game?
Shit, we in it now.
Come on.
Allez, allez!
Shit! Go! Go, go, go!
Damn.
He didn't see us.
There's the door.
Stick to the plan... in and out.
Hurry up.
Must be hard for girls with papa in hospital.
They'll survive.
Chin up.
He won't have to shit in bag.
He will be out soon back at work.
We'll see.
Ow!
Jennifer.
Don't like this this rough.
Um, hey, y'all know what's missing here?
Drinks.
Jenn, why don't you get that champers out of the fridge?
And, um, I'm gonna put on some upbeat music for these ladies.
Ooh, that would be lovely.
- Hey, gimme that. - Polly!
- Give it, give it. - Polly.
Did you know that Russians nerve gas people
- without them even knowing it? - Polly, don't.
You don't see it, you don't smell it.
I've been binge-watching "Homeland."
I want to kill that bitch, okay?
Bryce has to have another surgery tomorrow,
and she's gonna waltz up in here and get her nails done
like some Commie Kardashian?
I hear you loud and clear, girl,
but you've got to compartmentalize.
Just separate.
Bryce could die, okay?
How am I supposed to compartmentalize that?
You don't have any choice. That's how.
Now take two deep breaths, say the Lord's Prayer,
and get back out there and do some acrylic ombres.
Good girl.
Okay, come on. We got to hurry up.
Look at all that shit.
Oh, my God.
Look, Virginia. Look at this.
This Creole-talking witch doctor
got a picture of his damn mama on his desk.
Think his mama know he got a crew?
For all you know, she runs this shit.
Douse that shit, Virginia.
What was that?
Oh, shit.
I got it. I got this.
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Oh, shit.
Clay, you idiot.
I almost blew your damn head off.
Good shot, too. I didn't know you had it in ya.
What happened out there?
Oh, they... they shot, and we got 'em back,
but all this noise is gonna bring in the cavalry, so...
Shit. Okay.
Everybody douse everything. Let's do this.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Change of plans.
We're taking the coke.
Wait. What?
The plan is to burn it.
Yeah, well, I'm from the South.
We burn crosses and matches after we take a shit.
Let's get this stuff on the boat.
- Come on, now. - What?
- Roller, don't. - He's right.
Burning's bad business, baby.
No! No, we're not doing this!
Des, no!
Clay, I promised my girls
that we would not be in the coke game.
Leaving this place empty-handed is not the best revenge.
Now, they ruined your life. Tried to ruin all of our lives.
If we wanna take these people down, we need some leverage.
Shit.
He's right.
- Pack it up! - No!
Des, what are you thinking?!
- Are you even thinking? - No!
You are not in charge, Ann! I am!
Shut up and pack it!
Come on, now. Let's go.
Get down, D!
- Oh, my God. - Bang, bang, baby.
- Let's go. - Ann, here, here, here!
- Come on, come on, come on. - Get my gun, Virginia!
Okay, got it.
Stay down, stay down, stay down.
Get down.
Shit. Get low!
Go, go, go, go!
Aah!
Yay!
Goal!
Hello? Palé: We need to talk.
Palé. The product is gone.
What are you talking about?
Men broke in, killed our people, and took the product.
Who was it?
Clay's gonna want us to sell the coke.
This is so insane.
Unh-unh. We not dealing shit.
Oh, hey, listen. I don't mind bein' a corner boy, okay?
Give me an eight ball, I need a Gucci bag.
- Shut up! - Shut up!
You know, last time I got hit, boy,
I was doing a job with your daddy.
Don't worry. We finna stitch you up soon.
We tried to take down a 7-Eleven.
That fool grabbed the Slurpee machine.
- No shit. - Yeah.
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right. - Yep?
Okay, Dr. Ken's gonna stitch you up in no time.
No, boy. We ain't got time for that.
We got to secure that cocaine.
Time for us to get outta the gulag.
Turn that shit up and let's go.
You want your cuticles trimmed?
Don't you know by now, Jennifer?
I want it all.
Ow!
I sense resentment.
Oh, that's so perceptive.
I know your family has bills to pay for hospital.
Here. Take it.
I don't want your blood money, Zlata.
I'm being generous.
Your husband tried kill me.
Yeah, and then you shot him point-blank.
Jenn, just think of it as a big, big, big-ass tip.
Why don't you stay out of it, Pol?
I see. This is negotiating tactic.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I was a little bit aggressive.
Take it all.
I want things to be good between us.
Yeah, you know, if somebody's trying to give you money,
take it like a welfare queen.
Thank you. This will be real helpful.
Great. I'm glad I can help.
Ah, 'tis the season, y'all.
Power will be back up in a hot sec.
Careful what you wish for, dear.
Wouldn't want to be cavalier.
By menthol cough and midriff top.
By rebel flag and hookah shop.
By gator egg and ancient Jew.
By Spanish moss and sniffing glue.
You guys should take this show on the road. Right, Pol?
Murder marks a lady's life.
What she craves could bring her strife.
Nah. Kill the bitch.
- Kill the bitch. - Kill the bitch.
Kill the bitch.
- Kill the bitch. - Kill the bitch.
Kill the bitch.
You kill me...
You become me.
Oh. See?
I told y'all it'd end before it began.
Oh! A little beauty catnap.
Oh, excuse me.
Da?
We need to talk.
Now.
Is everything okay?
You have any idea how much time we can do for this shit?
Nobody is going down for this.
You don't know that!
You just keep putting us all at risk.
I made a smart move.
Ruval is gonna think a rival crew jacked his dope.
- We good. - You just keep getting us
deeper and deeper
- into your bullshit. - God, can y'all stop fighting?
What I'm tryin' to do is to get us all
out from underneath this shit.
How? By stealing coke from the Haitian mafia
and storing it in the salon?
Exactly.
'Cause this is my crew, and if you in it, you do what I say.
So stand down.
- Your crew? - Be easy.
Be easy? You know what?
It's too goddamn late for easy, Des.
I'm out.
Damn. What is wrong with her?
Don't.
Y'all are not gonna believe this shit.
- What happened? - Y'all,
we just stole a buttload of coke.
Wait. Wh... You... You were supposed to burn that shit.
Desna! Desna, what did y'all do?
It's only gonna be in here tonight.
Go put it in my office.
- In the salon? - It's been nice knowing you.
I'm officially tapping out.
Wait. Quiet Ann, let's talk about this.
Desna, you said we weren't gonna do this shit.
It is temporary. Damn! Stop trippin'.
Chill the hell out. We just need a safe place
to chop and bag the Tony.
First thing in the morning, we're gone.
Well, you ain't gonna cut it here.
Do not let them cut it here.
Hey, calm your tits, will ya?
We ain't tryin' to turn you into runners.
You can barely run a nail salon.
Is that a bullet wound?
Clay, let me take a look at that.
- Yeah. - I'm out.
So, now you a choir boy, Assault and Battery?
Ya know, there's a part of you
that just love the drama, right, living on the edge.
But I'm not wearing an orange jumpsuit again.
Not ever.
None of y'all had to come back here, Ann.
You coulda stayed your ass at Glint
and been free from all of it.
Call me when you wake up.
Ann.
All right.
What's our next move, boo?
Your next move is to go to the hospital
and be with your man.
- Are you sure? There is... - I... Go.
I got this. Come on. Go.
I love you, babe.
I'll be back, now.
Shit.
What is so important? I had to leave nail salon naked.
- Huh? - 250 kilos are gone.
A crew broke into my warehouse, killed my men,
and fled on a boat with the drugs.
It better not be your men.
Why would I steal from myself?
We in this together, remember?
Don't.
They doused the place.
D'ermo.
Who? Who did this?
Colombians? Aryan Brotherhood?
Could be.
Or Clay?
We get to bottom of this.
Mm.
Okay, almost there.
One, two, three.
You could have told me you were gonna change it up
before game time.
I lost one of my girls 'cause of you.
Ann will come to her senses.
Hope that damn Ruval is somewhere twisting in the wind.
We must have stole 2 mill from him.
He's twistin'.
I just cannot figure this shit out.
- Aah! - I mean, outta all the people
in the world,
why come after me?
Yeah, she just a nail technician.
Uh, a really good one, girl.
What's the look, Clay?
- Well, what? - Well, what?
I'm just drinkin' here, enjoying y'all's company.
Unh-unh.
Do not play with me.
I will go in that office right now,
and I will light all that shit on fire.
What, Clay?
Because of your license.
What license?
License to run the clinic.
What are you talking about?
It's the reason we picked you.
Besides having a cash business to smurf,
- you had a clean record. - I don't understand.
When we decided to expand the clinic operation,
the Feds were cracking down on passing out licenses.
'Specially to people with records.
So Roller here couldn't get one 'cause of the... the bid
he did down in Miami, dumb ass.
Bryce, he's a crackhead, so that's no good, right?
What about Juanda and Jenn?
Well, they have records longer than all y'all in the salon.
- Mm, true. - But you's, girl...
you, Desna, you's clean, girl.
But, Clay, I didn't sign nothing.
Well, you didn't know you was signing somethin',
but you signed somethin'.
Now that your name's on the license,
that means you're the only one that can open up more clinics.
That's how they opened the new one with you.
Ruval's a doctor. He could have got a license.
I told you... They weren't giving any more out, man.
But if Ruval marries you,
then, um, he gets the license...
...when you die.
Ooh.
He was gonna kill me?
- Y... - Hey.
- You were gonna let him kill me?! - Hey!
Hey, D! I didn't know nothing about this!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! - C'mon, now, Des.
Now, we'd never let it go that far.
Y'all have been rollin' over me since day one.
I promise you. I didn't know anyth...
- Shut up! I'm done with you. - No, I didn't know this shit.
I am done with all of this.
Go get all your shit and get out of my salon!
Get out, Roller! I'm done with you!
And I am done with you!
Out!
Get out!
God damn it!
Shit.
Mmmm! Mm.
Hey, gorgeous.
Arlene, I need to talk to you.
You okay?
I just need to be with you.
I'll be home in 30 minutes.
Meet me there.
Don't.
I'm not sayin' nothing.
Two words, ladies... water boarding.
Technically that's one word.
- Wire returned. - Way to go.
So, uh, Polly and I, does this mean we're off the hook?
Yep. You gave us the bigger fish we needed.
We're getting a warrant for an arrest.
What's happening? Is he having a stroke?
Is it just me, or are we gonna miss working with each other?
Definitely just you.
Close the door.
He was gonna kill me over a piece of paper, Pol!
Over a piece of paper!
I know, I know, but, listen.
It's gonna work itself out. You know that.
You have just gotta keep
- playing your part... - Mm.
...until we're in the clear, okay?
Start playin' your part right now.
Right now.
- Ladies. - Hey.
Hey, baby. Is everything okay?
Yeah, yeah. You're crying.
No, I was... I was laughin'.
- Yeah, we was just laughing. - I was telling them
about when I was a backup singer for Bell Biv DeVoe.
Do it, Pol, do it.
It was so funny.
Oh, it just cracked us up.
Whatever.
What you doin' here?
I'm supposed to cook for you tonight, remember?
Right. It's Thursday. I forgot.
So, shall we go?
Yeah. Yeah, let me get my stuff.
- Don't we have a thing? - We were supposed to watch
a "Housewives" reunion tonight.
- Yeah. - Right?
Yeah, y'all know what?
I'm gonna catch up with y'all later
and go spend a little time with my fiancé.
Okay, girl.
Okay.
I'll see y'all a little later.
- Y'all be safe. - Y'all have fun.
Ladies.
Good night, y'all.
Have fun.
- You okay? - Yeah.
I'm just, um...
worried, you know.
Jenn's husband is going in surgery tomorrow, so...
Oh. Well, let me take your mind off that.
Um...
You know what? I've been... I've been thinking,
and I know this might sound crazy.
It would be so sexy
for us to wait until our wedding night.
But we've done it so many times before.
You're not even religious.
No, I-I know that I'm not,
but it will make the night special.
Come on. Stop teasing me.
Mm, mm, mm.
Mm. Just think about it.
Think about the intensity.
Like, all of that pent-up energy.
Yeah, that's what I'm feeling now.
- Mm. - Yeah.
- Okay, Greg. - Yeah?
Mm, I'm serious, okay?
Trust me.
It will be worth the wait
when you see me in my wedding dress.
Yeah?
All right.
Let me get us some more wine.
Yeah.
Might change your mind.
No way, asshole.
How was your day?
Fine.
Uneventful.
Oh, here. Let me get that.
I got this.
You okay?
No.
Everything's gone sideways.
What?
Hey. Let me get your shoe.
No, no, no. Stop it.
Baby, come here.
Come on.
Sweetie, come on. Come on.
What the hell happened?
I work with some shitty people who do some shitty things,
and I got to get out of there.
I never wanted this. I...
Shh.
Yes. So, hear me.
I want all my men questioned.
Toussaint, Ricardo, Pierre.
I need to be sure that no one from our side
is responsible for this.
And, also, check on all the Russians.
Check!
Good morning.
Hey. Good morning.
I thought you were sleeping.
Yeah, my, um, Dean... brother called,
and a lizard got in the house,
and he's freaking out, so
I got to head over there.
Okay, so, I'll call you later?
Call me later.
Hey. I got an idea.
Meet me at the spot... now.
We're gonna plant the drugs on one of the Russians...
Boris.
D, slow your roll.
It worked with the Coombses, okay?
And Ruval is already starting to suspect Zlata's people,
so we could.
Uncle Daddy finna kill me.
We movin' that shit.
You ain't got to move all of it.
- Come on. - Yeah, and what's that gonna do?
It's gonna start a war.
Bogdan ain't my kid.
What?
They played me.
Sorry to hear that, but don't worry.
We gonna make 'em pay for all of it.
Hmm?
Did you hear from Roller yet?
Not yet.
And he should have been finished by now.
You're late. And what are you doing here?
I-I b-brought you some breakfast.
V-Virginia said you had to do inventory here.
- Dean? - Yeah?
I want you to know you don't have to worry about me, baby.
I'ma be fine.
But... But I brought you some breakfast.
I brought you some, uh, overnight oats with chia seeds
and blueberries and an egg white omelette.
- You always take care of me, don't you? - Yeah.
Dean.
Baby, listen to me.
Things are about to change for us.
All that bad road is gonna be behind us.
It's gonna be like it used to be, me and you.
But d-does that mean we have to move?
'Cause I like our new house, Desna.
I'ma get you an even better house.
A better house?
- Yeah. - A better house.
- A better house, yeah. - Yeah.
How about we do something fun today?
Why don't we go out, spend the day together?
We'll do whatever you want to do.
C-Can't we go to Lido Beach and fly a kite?
Hell, yeah. You want to go right now?
Yeah, now. Right now.
Pol, cover for me?
I'ma take Dean to the beach.
Aww. Y'all have fun. I got you.
I'll be right back, Virginia.
I-I got to get some shorts to go to the beach.
Bye, Dean.
You gonna put your shorts on, put your legs out?
I'm gonna put my shorts on, yeah.
Dr. Bernardo. Paging Dr. Bernardo.
Babe? I'm here.
Oh. Okay?
I love you so much. I love you, too, baby.
I love you. You're gonna do so good, okay?
And once we get you out of here,
I'm gonna get us out of here.
- What about some of this? - Hey.
Uh-oh. What about some of that?
- Oh. - Oh, you like that?
- Yeah, I like it. - All right.
I'm gonna be right here
- when you get out. - Okay.
And I love you, and Brienne and Baylor love you,
and we love you,
- and you're gonna do so good. - Yeah.
- Okay. - Okay?
- I'm gonna do so good. - Bye, my love.
Bye, my love.
They love me.
I'm gonna do so good.
What is this?! What is this?!
You have something that belongs to me.
- Where's the rest? - Rest?
I don't know where that came from.
Pass me the cheese.
Filthy Russians.
It's been a long time since
- we spent the day together. - I know.
Hey, after the beach, let's get
some peaches and cream lactose-free ice cream.
Uh, yeah, with sprinkles.
Uh, they're called jimmies, Desna.
- Jimmies. - I know.
Uh-oh. I forgot my sunglasses,
and exposure to the sun can cause retinal damage.
- All right. Hurry up. - O-Okay.
What you doing here, Arlene?
You're under arrest for money laundering and fraud.
- I'm what? I'm... - You have the right to remain silent.
- What? Wha... - Anything you say can and will be used
- against you in a court of law. - What is going on?
Wait a minute. I didn't even do nothing.
And to have an attorney present during any questioning.
Arlene! Don't touch my hair, bitch!
Get in.
Arlene!
What?
Does Ann know about this?
Shit.
D-Des? Des?
No. Hey, Des! Desna!
D-Desna! Wait! Where you going?!
Ooh, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no! No, wait, wait!
Desna!
Desna! No, no, no, no, no!
No, no!
No, you can't! Desna!
Desna!