Good Behavior

Look at your text.

-I bought you a house. -Are you serious?

-It's perfect. -Perfect for what? A happy little family?

I don't have a family.

I know my father didn't hire you to kill me because you killed him.

And David. And Silk.

-Teo? -Teo's locked in a room downstairs.

-Letty! -Dave!

No one comes in unless they're ready to party.

No, no, no.

Oh, fuck.

Letty!

Jesus.

Oh. Letty.

Come on. Come on, Letty. Come on.

You're okay. I'm here.

You got my text.

I did. What happened?

I don't know.

I hadn't even named her yet.

You can still pick a name.

No. That would just make me sadder.

You never said anything to him that he could've thought was an invitation...

...to give it a whirl?

I mean, I told him it was awesome,

but he definitely didn't ask for permission.

But I did tell him it was awesome.

How 'bout Irene?

What?

I could name her Irene.

Nah.

Well, what then?

How 'bout Jacob?

But Jacob's Jacob.

Yeah, well, he and it are about to have a lot in common.

Almost there.

I loved those shoes.

You love shoes.

I really loved those.

Did you find the other one?

No.

Get rid of it.

You sure?

One shoe is the same as no shoe.

Where are we going?

Taking you to a hospital.

No. No hospital.

-Yes, hospital. -No hospital.

You need to see a doctor, Letty.

Doctors don't help anyone.

Well, that's obviously not true.

Look, if you take me to a hospital, I have to talk to a doctor.

And then the doctor will call the drug counselor...

...and then I have to talk to the drug counselor.

You're delirious and sick,

and when people are delirious and sick, they need medical attention.

So I'm taking you to a hospital.

If you take me to the hospital, there are records.

Courts use those against you.

But miraculously, you don't have any upcoming court dates,

so I think it'll be fine.

I don't wanna make a big thing of this.

I just wanna sleep.

Please.

Hi, my name is Joanna, and this is Kendra,

and we're selling cookies.

If you buy some, the money goes to help Girl Scouts.

Okay.

I'll take a box of the lemon ones.

Really?

Sure.

Thanks!

There's a good chance she'll be all right once the fluids get in her system.

Shit. That's a good sign.

She woke up just from the needle.

Hi.

She's just giving you an I.V., standard fluids.

Just think of it like the royal treatment for a hangover.

Where are we?

In a parking lot.

Where'd you come from?

I work in the free clinic down the road.

Hey, you said no hospitals.

Okay.

You're all set.

Never thought to use that hook for an I.V. before.

No?

Well, I've never used mine for dry cleaning before.

But I mostly wear scrub, so...

Thank you.

No annoying drug counselors, no records.

You're the best.

Go back to sleep.

Papa paid for me to have my own restaurant so he could use it to run drugs.

Well, it's just a theory.

Was Teo ever in your office?

I don't think so.

-Kitchen? -No.

Maybe I found him a couple of times getting celery from the walk-in fridge.

Celery?

He likes celery.

Your flight is in four hours.

You should go.

Is everything good here?

The locks are changed. I put a sign on the door.

All the deliveries have been canceled.

What did you tell the staff?

That I'm taking the girls on vacation.

It's not really a lie.

You think the girls will like Argentina?

Of course they will.

Selfies in Buenos Aires.

Papa was a violent criminal.

And then I start sleeping with Teo, who turns out to be a violent criminal.

And I am a violent criminal.

I am.

It makes sense.

I will find Teo...

...and I will take care of it.

Do what you do.

I brought her here because there's nowhere else to take care.

You're her mother.

She's the sick one. I'm serious.

I would take her to a hospital.

-She's sick! -That's where she belongs.

Look, I think she needs you for a second.

Can you just see her? Can you talk to her?

-Oh, shit. -Please?

Doesn't matter. This is my house.

It's not a treatment facility.

I know. But she needs a place to stay.

And I'd rather she not see her son...

...while she's crawling out of whatever K-hole she fell into.

It's okay.

Sorry.

Why is it always the same thing?

I don't know.

Is Jacob here?

No, he's at school.

And I'd like you to leave before he comes home.

I know, I know. We'll leave. I'm sorry.

He didn't know not to bring me here.

Where's she gonna go?

Christian.

Wait here a minute, okay?

I'm right here.

I know.

I get it now.

You get what?

I mean, if that's your mother...

I'm 34.

I was gonna take 'em to the Goodwill anyway.

Thank you.

I wish I could give you something that would save you from yourself.

You'll have to settle for the shoes.

Shoes are good.

Why don't you get something to eat?

Here.

-Are you okay? -It's not Letty. It's Christian.

-Is she okay? -Yeah, she's okay.

Look, I only have a minute so I can't get into any details,

but she went way off the deep end.

She blacked out in the middle of the goddamn woods.

Oh, Jesus.

Yeah. I'd take her home with me to stay,

but I think Rhonda might be the worst person in the universe...

...to be around when you're recovering from a bender.

Does Letty know you're calling me?

No. She didn't want me to.

I'll text you an address.

Thank you.

Oh, wait! Wait!

Wait, don't text it back to this phone.

This is Letty's phone.

Yeah, I know. Text me from your phone when we hang up.

-What's the number? I... -You just called me.

My number is in Letty's phone.

Right.

How close are you to Savannah?

Probably three hours-ish?

-Okay. -Okay.

You didn't get anything.

Nothing looked good.

Go back to sleep.

We've got a few hours before we get back to your friend's house.

I need clothes.

Here's 100.

-Thanks. -I'll come with you.

No. Just wait here. I'm good.

Oh, wait. You might wanna put something over your, uh...

Here.

I'm good. I got it, I got it.

Ta-da.

I'll have a pepperoni one.

Please.

All you got was a suitcase?

No. I got clothes.

They're in the suitcase.

You'd be surprised what you can get for 100 dollars.

Can I have my money back?