Good Girls

Previously on "Good Girls"...

We get to start over,

and then they'll move us anywhere in the country.

Assuming we can even deliver gang friend.

We need to know what he does with the money.

He'll kill me.

You have something you want to tell me?

It's not gonna do that, is it?

- Another double. - What's this man got you doing?

Who do you think's paying off all your debt?

You had pizza with your therapist?

- And a couple beers. - So what?

She's really into you, okay?

I proposed to Lila.

You're quitting?

You can't make someone like you.

Annie, what are you doing?

Tyler, please, there has to be something that you want.

- I'll see you in 30 years. - It might not take that long.

- How did you do it? - I can't keep doing this.

- Don't have much of a choice. - Why?

Because I also have people to answer to.

They're gonna want to meet you.

He's got a boss.

Make peace with yourself.

Make peace with the amazing person

that you truly are.

Your mind is your greatest asset.

You are your own best tool.

I am my own best tool.

Be cool.

Why are you in clothes?

Why are you awake?

- I have practice. - Before school?

- Can't do it in school. - But it's extracurricular.

Yeah, extra.

Hmm.

- What's your excuse? - Work.

You got home, like, 3 hours ago.

I forgot to lock up.

The store is open 24 hours.

What's in the backpack?

- Mostly tampons. - Can I see?

- You know what's so weird? - Guns?

- You didn't go to bed a cop... - Drugs?

- But you woke up one. - Body parts?

Remind me never to get up early again.

- All right. - Be on your way.

I will bring you a Slurpee.

If only you were going to work.

You're not dumb.

You just weren't prepared, so let's try again.

If you can open up your textbooks

to chapter 6, page 89.

Will you take me to Annabelle's?

Can your mom take you?

- I want you. - Could she come over here?

She has better dolls.

- What about FaceTime? - Not the same.

What if you rode your scooter over to her house?

I can't cross the street by myself.

Well, maybe it's time.

Hey, go get your shoes, sweetie.

- But I want Dad. - Go.

- How long does that take? - When it beeps.

Do you want a pillow or something?

How did you get it?

- What? - The bail.

I mean, we were drowning before they even took the shop.

Come here, sit up.

What'd he make you do this time?

It's not him.

Who is it?

Does it matter?

Yeah, kind of.

Would you rather just go back?

I'll take Jane.

- We out of peanut butter? - We are.

- We out of bread, too? - Do you see any bread?

- No. - Then you have your answer.

Can you go to the store?

Sure, as soon as we stop showering,

stop watching TV, and stop cooking.

Got it. How bad?

As long as you don't need to see the food

that we can't buy or cook,

we can probably keep the TV going.

Well, it's okay, 'cause I got a craving

for saltines and mustard.

You cannot be serious.

I could do Cheerios and barbecue sauce.

Her meds went up again.

- They just upped them. - And they upped the up.

How much?

What are we going to do?

I know this is kind of my fault.

All your fault.

And I don't want to make things any worse

than I already have.

But you just can't help yourself.

What's going on with the bags?

What do you mean?

Maybe you can ask

for some kind of commission or something.

- This isn't Herbalife, babe. - But you made the deal.

- To stay alive. - Well, are they selling?

I don't know, Ruby.

He's got 'em in some car washes around town.

- Car washes? - Some gas stations too.

They're fake CELINEs, not Slim Jims.

Looks like it's gonna be a condiment kind of month.

Got to do better than that.

Well, get it from your guy.

He just won't wash right now.

And we can't live without our cut.

How is that my problem?

This takes up all of our time.

I can barely work.

And it's not like we're ratting out

some pencil pushers.

There's crime, undercover crime.

These fools are packing, yo.

None of it pays anymore.

We're not your financial planners.

So could we get, like, an advance or something?

On what?

- On our salary. - What salary?

The one we're gonna get in our new lives.

You don't have new lives yet.

But we can't afford our old ones.

I can't even pay my rent.

Hey, guess where you won't have to.

When do you meet the boss?

Oh, I'm still waiting on my e-vite.

I like your eyes.

- Excuse me? - The smoky stuff.

- My makeup? - What's it called?

Eye shadow.

Would you say it's, like, slate

or more of, like, a smoky gray?

She'll text you a link.

Mm.

Hey, mama.

I can trust you, right?

Follow the money.

What color lip gloss is that?

Boss will know where it goes.

My people want to check you out.

- You've got this, girl. - We're counting on you.

Don't let me down, all right?

Do you have a USB cable?

This thing is flashing, and I need to charge it.

Yeah, it's in my purse.

Okay.

What happens when his boss has a boss?

- And that boss has a boss? - We work harder and harder.

And get poorer and poorer.

And still end up deader and deader.

And deader.

'Cause there's three of us.

Hello?

Yo, Holly Hobby.

Anything at all to contribute?

What do we do?

Green or orange around the mouth?

Hey, will you give me that blue AUX?

- Do you feel that? - Hm?

- Oh... - The rush.

- From the fumes? - Here, you try.

- This one goes right there. - Okay.

How awesome is it being in the field?

Hmm, food's better than the cafeteria.

How about no D-bag suits to report to?

- Sounds nice. - Right?

For you.

Point is, if we deliver on this,

everything changes.

- Really? - Yeah, yeah.

- Could mean division chief. - For me too?

Yeah, if you play your cards right.

Hm.

- What'd you do to your face? - Nothing.

- Oh. - Is that eye shadow?

No.

Oh.

Listen, I... I worked with this CI once.

Great guy. Loved Kenny Chesney.

We'd go out. We'd get sauced.

Fun.

He even taught me how to line dance.

- Got to make him trust you. - Problem was, I trusted him.

I'm not going dancing with her.

- They're not your friends. - I just had to find my way in.

The only reason she's even talking to you

is because we caught her.

What happened with your Chesney pal?

He played me like a steel guitar.

They shut down the whole op.

I get it.