Weeds

Previously on "Weeds"...

So done with this country.

We need to go far, far away.

Look, I'm going to Copenhagen with or without you.

Oh, my sister Nancy.

What a big fucking surprise.

Agent Lipschitz, my client is a very busy man.

Your wife, Mr. Reyes --

Do ask her to call when you speak to her next.

I'll let her know.

And unless I get my son,

it'll be turned over to the police.

And your son will be arrested for murder.

Are you sure you want to do that?

'Cause, once upon a time, I knew a lot.

Ow!

Dead hoes tell no tales.

Take her into the bathroom. Clean her up.

Andy? Yeah, yeah, shut up.

It's plan "C."

Nancy!

Did you do what I asked you to do?

Yeah....But -- where's the baby?

He's right over there.

Uh, I'm gonna change the baby. You guys go ahead.

She's not coming, is she?

No, she's not.

Silas, get on the plane.

So, the police won't know anything about Shane?

Esteban: You are a devoted mother, aren't you?

You'll say nice things about me to Stevie?

I'll tell him his mother loved him very much.

She was willing to sacrifice everything for him,

and it won't save you.

What will?

Nothing.

Except plan "C."

What's that?

Hands up! Hands up! FBI!

I killed Pilar Zuazo. Please, arrest me.

Marci: Could you please, for the record,

state your name?

Nancy Botwin -- B-O-T-W-I-N --

number 81426-370.

Ms. Botwin, we have called this hearing today

to determine whether or not you should be released early.

Wait.

I'm seeing she's only served

three years of this sentence.

I'm sorry, Ms. Botwin,

you are not yet eligible for parole.

Right, but -- Dan, she's eligible.

She's not even halfway through.

We've been asked to rule on her case now. Who asked?

Well, why did they tell you and not me?

You know, you're not higher-ranking, Marci.

Maybe I'm easier to talk to.

Maybe you're just easier.

Man: Could you two stop? Sorry, Ms. Botwin.

Yes. Nancy Botwin, 81426--

Marci: Ms. Botwin, after careful consideration --

Careful consideration? This is bullshit.

You want to throw a tantrum in front of an inmate, Dan,

that's fine -- go to town...baby.

So I'm a baby for not wanting to set a killer free

after three years?

Uh, i-it was manslaughter...actually.

It was an accident -- self-defense. Sure.

Ms. Botwin, you are to be released to a halfway house,

where you will serve out the rest of your sentence

or until you have proven yourself rehabilitated,

whichever comes first.

Effective immediately.

Wait, no. A halfway house?

I'm supposed to go into witness relocation.

No. I have nothing here about witness relocation.

Then there's a mistake.

Where's agent Lipschitz?

Agent Lipschitz?

FBI agent Lipschitz?

Maybe he's somewhere trying to change his name.

You're one to talk, Babcock.

Better than "Lipschitz."

We're done here.

This hearing is adjourned. Return the inmate to her cell.

Wait.

Well, I-I'm not going anywhere

until you can guarantee my protection.

This is bullshit I have a deal!

I don't know what just happened.

What is it?

They're releasing me.

How?

I don't know, but it's happening.

They're sending me to a fucking halfway house.

Esteban's gonna have me murdered.

No protection, no answers -- nothing.

Uh...

Calm down. Relax. There must be a mistake.

No, there's no mistake. They're fucking me over.

Fucking feds!

You know, they did the exact same thing

to Daria in block "C."

Three days she's out before someone finds her

and shoots her up the ass and then in the eye.

Not helping, Zoya. Shit. Sorry.

The ass and the eye?

What am I supposed to do?!

Look at me. I can't! I'm totally losing my shit here!

Oh, me too.

Guard: All right!

All right!

That's enough. You ready or what?

Shut up. You shut up!

You want trouble?

No, no, she doesn't. Please.

I'm coming.

Goodbye, Zoychka.

Goodbye.

Wait, Nancy.

I've been saving these for myself.

I want you to have them.

Make a plan for yourself... For both of us.

Who knows?

Maybe she'll get sprung soon, too,

and you'll see each other on the outside.

She tied her ex-boyfriend to the bed,

soaked him in kerosene, and then set him on fire.

Yeah, maybe not so soon.

You think you're so fucking handsome

you can walk around ignoring everyone else's needs!

Yeah, well, I have needs! I want a baby!

I thought I was your baby. Oh, that is not cute.

You're not a baby. You're a man.

You're a cruel man who won't commit!

Not my laptop!

Jesus, Renata!

Nice save.

This is 'cause of your sister, isn't it?

You have to live your own life, Renata.

This has nothing to do with Stina

and her stupid, smug baby!

This about us!

Well, I can't handle this version of "us."

Bastard! You're a bastard!

Can we not do this now?

We have a show in half an hour.

Oh, no more show for you, bastard!

You're out of the show!

And you will never puppeteer in Copenhagen again --

this I swear.

Okay.

Sweetie, I know you don't mean that.

I'm gonna go now and try to fix the naked king,

and maybe we can talk later.

Deep breaths.

[ Up-tempo Danish dance music plays ]

Go home, Silas.

No, come on. It's fine.

Just, uh, slap on a little more base.

Go home. There will not be any good photos today.

You got a zit the size of Iceland on your chin.

Can't Sigrid teabag me a little bit more?

She's really good at it.

Be back tomorrow at 9:00, and know that today

is getting out of your check, my friend.

Oh! Come on, Gunder.

I've doubled the sales of your weird flower water.

And for that only, I thank you.

Gunder. Gunder.

Hey, Gunder! Come on!

Gunder?

Ah.

Andy: Everyone get a wienerbrod and a shirt, yes? Terrific.

We are standing in Fristaden Christiania,

or the Free State of Christiania,

the world-famous Pusher Street,

which is -- was -- world-famous for its open cannabis trade.

Brightly colored stands used to line the street here,

where all manner of "soft drugs" were available for sale.

In 2004, the government decided to crack down on the drug trade

and razed all the stands but for one,

which is now in the National Museum.

As you can see, this action was completely successful,

because there are no longer drug stands.

There are only tables up and down the street

from which drugs are sold.

If you chose to support the local soft-drug trade,

might I recommend buying from my friend Thorben, third table down?

He has some lovely product.

You can tell him wonderful, wonderful tours sent you,

or just show him your shirt.

Uh, one of the other ways Christiania makes money

is from the fabulous Christiania cargo bikes.

The factory's right over there. Order one.

Have it shipped home. You'll love it.

Now, feel free to walk around this main area,

but do not go up any side streets,