Good Girls

Previously on "Good Girls"...

I got fired from tutoring.

They said I took their stupid pen.

She's not me.

- I tried to seduce my therapist.

He straight up rejected me.

You have a storied history

of pursuing inaccessible men,

which is a defense mechanism to protect you from rejection.

- You're gonna like her. She has birds.

Good night.

So we wanted to talk to you

about doing some custom work for us.

Casino night.

- If it got into the wrong hands,

it's kinda, like, counterfeit.

That did not even occur to me.

- He's alive. I'm dead!

Word is, you do the best work.

I'd like to see how it's done.

- What do you think? - I think I need you alive.

Customer's here for you.

- Who is it? - Lewis baby shower.

I'll be right there.

Congratulations, Mr. Lewis.

Everything in order?

You'll know if it isn't.

Yo.

- Welcome to the Paper Porcupine.

- Here for the Shapiro bris announcements.

Of course, Mr. Shapiro.

Back to school night, right?

Northfield Christian Academy.

Back in a jiffy.

Morning, sunshine.

Wow, they don't build them like this anymore.

Pickup's not today.

Is this where the ink goes?

Oil.

Can I help you with something?

Please...

Please don't do that.

Okay, my bad.

What tension do you set the rollers at?

- Why? - Just curious.

Why?

'Cause I'm a curious guy.

- Well, you could look at the manual,

but there isn't one because this is older than the Bible.

See you soon.

Eww.

They didn't give me a knife.

- I don't want your grubby-ass house key on my BMT.

- Gym locker key. - Gross.

I barely use it.

- Why didn't you just get two six-inch?

- Because the foot-long comes with chips and a drink.

All good, thanks.

- You know, I would love to be rolling in six-inchers,

but instead I am working my ass off for nothing.

Yeah, 'cause I just love

being homey's indentured servant.

- Coming home covered in ink and self-loathing.

Where is she?

Voilà.

Thanks.

- Lock the doors. - What?

- Hit the locks. - But they don't work.

They're broken. - What's going on?

- Take this home and hide it somewhere.

Why?

- And only take it out when we're printing.

- What is happening right now? - This is insurance.

For what?

- Anyone can run a printer, right?

But you need these plates to make our money,

so if one of us disappears... - Why would we disappear?

When he's done with us.

Jesus.

- Yeah. - Oy.

You guys get me a sandwich?

Yeah.

- Oh, my God, Sara. What... what are you doing?

Two fingers? Really?

- So much cream cheese. - Yeah, it's a lot of cream...

it's a lot... it's a lot...

it's a lot of cream cheese.

- What's all this? - Hey, baby.

Got you poppy seed.

- They have chocolate cream cheese.

- I'm sorry, did you just put that with your lox?

Eww!

Oh. - How long you guys been awake?

- Uh, baby girl wanted to go to the early-morning service.

She did, did she?

Yeah, I didn't wanna wake you.

Daddy said you worked late.

Now...

Lil' Money, he still in there sawing logs.

I went in there with his video game music,

put it to the boy's ear... nothing.

You could have woke me up.

- Where's that chocolate stuff? - I put it in the fridge.

Okay, I see what you doing.

Trying to keep your own stash.

Okay, now, I'm gonna put this stuff under his nose,

and if this sugar shock doesn't wake that boy up,

nothing will. -

Oh, Harry!

So you just found God?

What?

Game recognize game, peanut.

I'm just saying.

- Nope, that didn't work. Okay.

Oh, time to pull out the big guns.

[Raphael Lake & Lily Marly's "Through a Trap Door" playing]

Break's over.

Go again?

- You can do that? - Yeah.

I'm like a chick.

- Let's just leave it on a high note.

Hey, uh, can I...

And I'm not complaining, but, uh...

what's happening here?

I'm getting over someone

by getting in front of someone else.

Cool? - Happy to help.

Good man.

Hey, uh, do you mind if we

just do it at your place next time?

I have a kid.

- Yeah, and I have this, like, back thing,

and tiles just... - Okay.

So we'll go to your place. - We already did that.

You live in your car. -

That's kinda how I got this back thing.

You're homeless.

I'm experiencing homelessness.

Got it.

- You mind if I take a shower here?

We don't have a shower.

Sink?

Thank you.

- Wake... wake up. - What?

What is it?

It's a massacre.

What did you do?

I killed them all.

How much did you feed them?

- Too much. Well...

not enough. I... I ju... I don't know.

They're not ready for this.

- I read about this thing. They can get an STD.

Eww, gross.

- No, it's called sudden tank death.

It's gotta be the water.

- Yeah, I tested it with those little strip thingies.

One, two, three, up.

Easy. -

We'll just tell them they were sick and we took them

to the fish doctor. - I'll grab towels.

- And pick up some new ones on the way home from work.

They're gonna know.

- They're goldfish, Dean. They all look the same.

What's this?

- Nothing. - Doesn't look like nothing.

It's for work.

- Then why is it hidden in the laundry room?

- Where are those towels? - Is this what you're doing?

- Will you flush these? - Are you making money?

- Could I get that back? - No.

What do you mean, no?

- He didn't waste much time, did he?

Dean...

- How do you not see what's happening here again?

It's different this time.

You're like the damn fish

with a castle thinking it's new.

- You don't understand, okay? - Oh, look, a castle.

Oh, look, another castle.

- Give it back to me! - No!