Good Girls

Previously on "Good Girls"...

I told you everything I know.

Pack your kids up. I'm booking you tonight.

One of them's married to a cop.

- I want you out. - Not an option.

No more pen cap.

There's no saving my soul. I'm already going to hell.

He said there's someone else.

Hey, they were out of cinnamon, so...

I'm the dick who slept with your dad.

What?

- Did you forgive him? - I think I did.

You're a better person than me.

How many women did my husband cheat on me with?

Including Amber? Four.

I think the dealership could be great again.

Buy with fake and sell for real,

- and we'll take a cut. - Cars for cash.

Then come on down to the new and improved Boland Motors.

I've been working on your calendar.

- Where are you going to be? - Here, at work.

We can't both steer the ship.

You guys... No! No mustaches in the morning.

There's no... Come on, you guys.

Did you brush your teeth?

No, you didn't brush your teeth.

I can smell it from here. Here.

And pants, young lady. You need pants.

What is your deal with the pants?

Kenny! Hey, K-Man!

Do not forget your homework upstairs.

All right, guys, let's get breakfast.

Oh, Dad forgot milk, so we're gonna do it dry, okay?

Just... it's just as delicious, just not as wet.

On-site day care while you shop.

There you go. And here's some.

I'll clean that up.

Hey, you guys, look. Mommy's on TV

- Oh. - Yay!

Our flexible hours will suit any woman's schedule,

whether you're stuck at ho...

- Where are the lunches? - Um...

Oh...

- Okay, it's a hot-lunch day. - Who's gonna do my hair?

- Daddy's going to. - Here.

But he can't do the bun for ballet.

- He'll learn. - I will... I will learn.

- All right, love you. - Give me your face. Come here.

Mwah. Love you. I love you.

- Hey, are you gonna be late? - Don't wait up.

Good morning, Mrs. Boland.

- How's the baby? - Not sleeping, Mrs. Boland.

Told you... white noise,

blackout curtains, and let him cry.

Morning, Ms. Boland.

How can I help you?

Yeah, I got some cars coming in today from up north.

- What kind of cars? - Ah, blue ones, green ones.

- You know. - Well, my lot's full.

Yeah, these are for me, though.

What do you mean?

You know, you don't got to worry about all that stuff.

Just stay in your little lane.

I am going to need you to deliver me one, though, yeah?

What did you put in the cars?

Why I got to push ten different buttons

to get a cappuccino?

Mocha... no. Vanilla... no.

- What's in the cars? - "What's in the box?

What's in the box?"

Just bring them, all right?

It won't be good for nobody if you don't.

Love what you've done with the place.

What are you doing here?

Well, I-I have a surprise for you.

Nancy's picking me up.

Well, I think you're going to like it.

Okay. You know how you've always wanted a puppy?

- You did not. - I did not.

But I am seriously open to the possibility.

You're allergic.

I may or may not have made that up.

I'm sorry, it's...

The new me is trying to be 100% honest.

- How is Nancy? - Pregnant.

I mean, like, mentally. Is she all right?

What do you think?

How much longer are you gonna stay there?

I don't know.

You know, I'm talking to the turtle again.

We're having deep conversations about life and love.

Please. Just... just go.

I'm sorry. I made a bad decision.

But you know what Julia Ormond says.

- Who's Julia Ormond? - Not her.

You know, the... the financial lady with the rooster head?

Anyway, she says that bad decisions

make teachable moments.

So what did you learn?

I learned that I'm a complete idiot.

And I miss you.

And I'm lonely.

Nancy's lonely, too.

So now we're in the delivery business.

She's in a fog, man.

What the hell is in those cars anyway?

Dong fog.

- It's eating her brain. - I mean, fake cash, sure.

Ugh. I can't even stand to watch them together.

But what else... like, guns, people?

She presents like a baboon.

You know, with the flared anus.

Never, ever say that word.

Which... "flared" or "anus"?

Either.

So what's in the car?

- Nothing. - What do you mean "nothing"?

I mean, obviously something,

but I tore every single one apart.

Shady S.O.B.

"Stay in your lane."

- I am in my lane. - Yeah, you are.

- He's in my lane. - Yeah, he is.

'Cause you know who's gonna go down for this

when he gets caught smuggling whatever it is he's smuggling.

Yeah, you.

Well, us.

Hey, there he is.

What's he doing?

Hey, now.

- Ooh. Nuh-uh. - Yuh-huh.

- Hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Sweetie, it's probably just business.

Yeah, I mean, what do they say?

You know, why make a sale when you can make a loyal customer?

Right, I mean, relationships are everything in, you know...

- The biz. - Yeah.

Hey, maybe we should grab a snack or, like,

- a smoothie or something. - I'm so hungry.

Drive.

- What, next point wins? - You better D up.

- Oh! - Yay!

Good game, baby.

Anybody got next?

You know what? Maybe next time. I got to...

Promise to take it easy.

Well, no, I got my shift so...

Ah, you worried you might get schooled, huh?

Come on, quick game to three.

Uh...

- Three, huh? - Quick game to three.

Okay. Did play in college?

Let's just say I'm still bitter

that Carolina took Jordan over me.

Oh!

Looks like they made the right choice.

Where you from?

313, born and raised.

Ooh. You married?

Yep.

- How long? - 22 years.

Whoo! 22.

- How many good years? - All of them good.

All of them good? Lucky man.

Must be hard being married to a cop.

You know what? I should probably get out of here...

No, no, no, come on, man. Come on, man.

I haven't rolled with somebody who can actually play ball

since Baltimore.

- You know what I miss the most? - What's that?

Ah. The food.

The food? We got the best Coney dog

- game in the world here. - Yeah, I been living off of them.

- Yeah? Lafayette or American? - Lafayette.

You complaining?

Well, I'm just more of a...

home-cooked-meal kind of guy... Oh!

Your wife got cooking skills, huh?

My wife? Uh...

Yeah, yeah, I mean, yeah, for... yeah.

What's her go-to?

You know, um...

Lasagna, whatever.

Oh, boom.

- Game. - Good game.

You didn't say lasagna, did you?

Uh... yeah, I guess I... did I? I said that?

That's like my death row meal right there.

That's your jam right there, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Home-cooked. Yeah.

Look girl, if you don't stop moving your head...

- So which one is Alex again? - You always forget.

Curly afro or zitty braces?

- Afro! - Okay, chill.

Janelle says he likes me.

"What is your favorite food? Mine is pizza."

- You think? - Oh, it's on.

But he put the same thing in Rochelle's locker.

The same note... with all those stupid questions?