Good Girls

- Previously on "Good Girls"... - I'm giving you the keys

to the kingdom here.

- Kingdom's in your name. -

He took it back.

I'm about to be arrested for murder!

Hey, I don't work while I'm on vacation.

That's what I am? Work? Your money's cooked.

The Feds know everything.

I'm going to make it as easy as possible for the kids.

I need to protect my family.

Do you still love each other?

I found this thing online.

We would rent a place and the kids would stay here,

and you and I would switch off every couple of days.

- Okay. - How's it going with the sister?

- Not in the Friend Zone. - Already?

You're FBI!

- I love you. - So what happens next?

I'm sure you have much bigger fish to fry

- than a mother of four. - Come on.

You are way more than that.

What's your angle here, man?

Go on record saying you saw Leslie Peterson's murder.

How Beth Boland chopped him up.

Is he going to take Daddy again?

I'm still hoping we can work it out.

- They're counterfeiters! - If we dig deeper...

You get motive for the murder too.

You are ratting out a gang! You think they're going to let you talk?

You gotta disappear for good.

I meant what I said.

If it's not us, it'll be them.

You'll get the other half when we know you left the country.

He was stealing from me, wasn't he?

- I'm gonna kill him! - It was an accident.

She murdered him, Beth.

What are we supposed to do with this?

What color was Boomer's hair?

- We call the cops. - You want to explain

that we dumped the wrong body?

You rather get put away for murdering a guy who's not dead?

Thought you might want your key back.

Annie Banannie.

The croissants are filled with chocolate-hazelnut,

and that's streusel with Saigon cinnamon

and burnt orange morning roll.

No buckle?

Not today.

Don't be shy!

Whenever you're ready, Mrs. Boland.

My name is Elizabeth Irene Boland.

And this is how I murdered Leslie Peterson.

So who's the new manager?

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Whoever it is, he's phoning it in.

Nana got sold a yogurt from September.

No way he's rotating the milk.

We are being charged with your murder, you piece of...

Would anyone like a soft drink?

Girls?

- No, thank you. - All good.

I'll have a Tab.

Oh.

What are you doing?

Calling the cops and telling them that you're alive.

- You can't do that. - Watch.

- They'll kill me. - The cops?

The gang!

Screw this fool!

You're gonna go in there,

you're gonna show them your new Flavor Savor,

and you're gonna tell them you've never been better.

Oh. Oh yeah, okay.

Yeah, 'cause we're not about to go down for your sorry ass.

Then I'll tell them about the other sorry ass.

What other sorry ass?

The one in the trash bag.

I'm gonna need a straw, Nana.

I saw how you threw him in the back of a minivan

like a wet dog.

How?

I hid out behind Mary Pat's.

Lived off the land.

You can drink your own urine till it's brown.

You were like 100 yards from a 7-Eleven.

They have cameras.

I'm sorry. So that's your plan?

You're gonna hole up like Anne Frank up there

for the rest of your life?

No.

There's a surgeon in Tampa.

Does full facial reconstruction.

He's the only guy Escobar would ever use.

It's like witness protection, but only better.

You know, I get a new face, I get to start over.

That's...

the dumbest thing I've ever heard.

I want my life back, okay?

You know, whatever. What do you care?

Thank you.

How much?

All of it.

Nose, cheekbones, jaw.

Nana, get my vision board.

Which one? The girls or the cards?

The face one.

How much does it cost?

No!

- You couldn't afford it. - Neither can you.

We are not going down this road again.

We're gonna buy him a new face and he's going to ghost us.

Again.

First you show cops old face.

First you show me money.

Well, who are you even going for?

Rupert Grint.

The ginger from Harry Potter?

Yes, the doctor said he's closest to my bone structure.

You know what? It's not that far off.

Where is she with the vision board? Nana!

Jesus.

Hi.

Hey.

How are you?

What's going on?

Your neighbors said you moved out.

Yeah, something like that.

Where'd you go this time? Epcot? Six Flags?

What do you want, Elizabeth?

I need some money again.

I gave you the keys to the kingdom.

I know.

But you didn't want them.

If I could ask anyone but you, I would.

I'm in real trouble, all right?

That Fed's got a real hard-on for you, huh?

Not the good kind.

Thing is, I'm a little dry right now. You know how it is.

What are you doing?

What do you mean?

I mean, right now. What are you doing?

Nothing.

Just getting my hair cut.

Don't.

- What? - Don't cut it.

It's just a little trim.

I like pushing it out of your face.

Yeah, just like that.

Ha, you got me.

So listen, I wish I could help.

You could.

You choose not to.

Ah, don't be like that, Elizabeth.

Like a toddler playing with his food,

the orca tosses the seal pup high into the air

before devouring him, and what began as...

Turner's got a warrant.

How long?

48 hours.

Let's get out of here. Let's just go right now.

- I have a son. - So just bring him!

He has a dad.

When it goes down, I got...

I got to do my job.

Do you want to make cookies?

What?

Never done it.

Yeah, why not?

It's a suicide mission.