Good Trouble - Fifth Season

Knock, knock. Did someone order a host?

I can't work with that guy.

Maybe we can convince them to cast someone else.

- Like who? - Me.

What's wrong?

Yuri, the artist I used to work for,

he's showing a new collection of paintings

in the style I created for him.

And since I didn't actually paint them for him,

he's gonna get away with not paying me a commission.

The producers have decided

to have Serena do the staged reading.

No, this is New York all over again.

- Davia, that is-- - No, I never should have trusted you again.

Gotta pay to beg on my street.

- (kick thuds) - (groans)

We're done. I never want to see your face again.

Give you 500 bucks

to beat the crap out of that dude.

He's feeling the pain.

I still have to track down your alien ID number.

Don't share your status with anyone.

We're going to film what we did today so we can post it.

Luca.

I can't be a part of this today.

You told Riley that you knew I was unhoused before I told her.

I have feelings for you.

What was this?

It's an old yurt for storage.

Got damaged in a storm, so we took it down.

We have a warrant to search the property.

Silas has Jenna's phone.

Jenna!

I can't believe she chose to go back there.

I shouldn't have let her leave here.

Evan can't remember

the last two years of his life.

But they did say that he might get his memory back.

- I love you. - I love you too.

Please:

Please... Please just let me out.

You can't leave

until we've cleansed your mind

and your spirit of your demons, Mariana.

Just let me out.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, just... a bad dream.

Do you, do you want to talk about it?

Not really.

So I know that emotions were kind of high last night.

So, you know, if this is just something that happened

and you're still figuring things out,

that's...

I get it.

No.

I'm ready to move on.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

God, I'm just so worried about Jenna.

I can't believe she went back to Silas.

I just-- I don't know what to do.

There may not be anything you can do.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Hey.

- Where's Silas? - Out in the fields.

He's trying to protect us from those looking

to destroy our harmony here.

Especially with all this Madison nonsense.

She disconnected from the source and left,

just like Silas told us.

I was in the sweat lodge with Madison

during the purification ceremony.

Sweat lodge?

Yeah.

The yurt used to be over there.

It was so hot inside.

Madison was having a really hard time.

We were all struggling, but... Silas

kept bringing hot stones in and pouring water over them.

Please... Please, no. I wanna get out of here.

Madison was begging Silas to let her out.

He said it was her demons rising in her.

And the more she resisted,

the more they would make her sick.

He finally let the rest of us leave,

but he made her stay.

I was, I was afraid for her.

And then the next day,

Silas told us that she left the farm.

Did you believe him?

Of course.

Silas is our salvation.

Yes, he is.

I learned that when I left

and I was plunged into darkness.

We have to protect his light

from those who want to destroy him.

Like your brother?

Especially my brother.

How are you feeling this morning?

Sick to my stomach.

I still can't believe I let myself trust Ethan.

I wish there was something I could do,

besides kick his ass.

Hey, speaking of people you can't trust,

are you sure you want to get in deeper with Ranjit

and his investor buddies?

I mean, what if he has a serious coke problem

and that's why he gambled away your dad's money?

I don't have a choice.

I-I can't let down my father. I have to pay him back.

And I need that money to keep the restaurant open.

For now, Ranjit's a fact of life I need to live with.

Okay, but the longer you do,

the more I'm afraid you're going to regret it.

Oh, there he is.

The masked muralist himself.

GEM.

You know, I can't say I particularly enjoyed

your latest piece of street art, if you can call it that.

I mean, what is it, computer generated?

So you've gone from painting to pasting in my absence.

I'm disappointed. I thought you wanted to be a real artist.

At least it's my work and not someone else's

I'm trying to pass off as my own.

Oh, I painted every piece of my new show.

Yeah,

based on a new style I created.

And some of those are just knockoffs of pieces

I already painted for you.

Yuri, you owe me commission on every piece you sell.

I owe you nothing!

But I happen to believe in you.

So I'm going to open the door to an opportunity

that is going to guarantee you

the career you want as a fine artist.

The gallery shows, the residencies, the...

the credit that you so desperately think you deserve.

Not to mention the big fat checks.

Oh, yeah? And how are you going to do that?

Because I've arranged a meeting for you with Frank Barda.

Yeah.

The famous modern artist Frank Barda.

He's looking for a new apprentice.

Speechless?

Thought that might happen.

Oh, he's expecting you at 8:00 p.m. tonight.

Don't be late.

Oh!

And I consider whatever debt you think I might owe you...

paid.

Silas.

Uh, I-I just want you to know that

if anything did happen to Madison on the farm...

I-I know it wasn't your fault.

It would have been an accident.

Not that I'm questioning you at all.

But if you had to...

put her to rest,

I am begging you

move her off of the property,

somewhere where no one will ever find her.

And I can help you...

because...

because I know my brother, and he will not stop coming.

Trying to extinguish your light.

And the world needs you.

We need you.

So please, don't take any chances.

Ethan just called me.

- And? - Well, I wasn't going to answer

but then he kept calling and texting.

- And? - Serena's sick,

and they need me to do the staged reading today.

- And. - And screw him.

Why should I help him after what he did to me?

Because you worked really hard on that show.

And you wouldn't be doing it for him,

you'd be doing it for yourself.

- (scoffs) - Because you are the best Darla,

and you know it.

So the best way to screw him and the producers

is to go on stage and prove it.

Hi, I'm Alice Kwan,

and welcome to my w-- Shit!

Alright. Cut, cut. Listen.

Settle down.

And this time, just look at the camera