Claws

Previously on "Claws"...

Axel?

He--

Help me!

Help!

If you had someone

you could mold into your own image,

you'd be immortal.

And when the time is right,

you snatch that baby,

I've been trying to get my ass out of here

ever since I signed up with Clay.

Clay is planning to make your baby his heir.

What if I offered you $100,000 large.

You made it.

You doing drugs,

and you're cheating on me with your best friend's man.

It's not what it looks like. You're lying. I am done.

I am done caring about what you have to say!

Virgina: I think Georgia's been stealing our pills and selling them.

You brought that little bitch in here,

and you got to see her out.

What the hell, Virginia?!

Shit.

What's that now?

You better be careful with that donk, shorty. Excuse me?

I saw you give your number to lil' green shorts.

It's Desna Simms, right?

I started a business with some of my clients,

and we could use your truck to make some deliveries for me.

I started off laundering money

for this man named Clay.

It was a long time ago,

and he took me through a lot of shit.

You dumb bitch.

"One word frees us

from all the weight and pain of life:

That word...

is love."

Sophocles.

I always loved that quote.

Oh. Morning, Des.

Uh, do you want some vegan paleo pancakes?

There's still some left.

Flour-, egg-, and dairy-free.

Loaded with crack.

Des?

Um...

No, uh, thank you.

I-I-I gotta get to the salon.

You okay?

You seem to be holding a lot of tension.

Yeah, I-I-I haven't seen you this stressed

since Roller got arrested.

I am fine.

Well, okay.

If you need anything, just ask.

Thank you, Deanie.Okay.

How there, baby?

What are you doing here

at the crack of black?

I got a surprise for you.

Oh, you do?

You know I hate surprises.

Oh, well, that's about to change 'cause you gonna love this one.

Okay.

What is it?

It's not here. We gotta ride out for it.

Damn. I...

I can't.

I got some important shit I gotta do at the salon, so...

What you gotta do?

Hmm? Come on.

Now, I gotta go.

First, tell me what's so important.

I got a meeting at the bank.

I thought you said the salon. Yeah.

The loan officer from the bank is meeting me at the salon

to talk about upping my loan.

Cancel it.

You ain't the boss of me.

Trust.

What I got set up,

you ain't gonna need no loan, shorty.

Okay.

But I'm driving.

Alright.

You can be the boss of me any time.

Mm.

Polly: I just can't believe he's gone.

Jennifer: I know.

I mean, he's the only man I ever really loved.

Well, I mean, I hate to argue with a grieving widow,

but we just both know that's not true, honey.

What?

Yes, it is.

I mean, he's the only man I had truefeelings for

that weren't driven by violence

or the passion of crime.

But again, it's just like a little, tiny BS

because you were knocking off the elderly

at the same that you were doing all that grifting --

Well, those were mercy killings, Jennifer!

And if you can't understand how hard this is for me,

then you can just leave, okay?!

You're right. I'm sorry.

Hey. Hey, girl, hey.

Come here.

Hey. Hey.

You're right. And I know, and I'm sorry.

I know what it feels like

to feel like your whole world is going to shit.

It makes you feel like God's not real

because She would never

let you lose e-- everyone that you love.

W-- Why?

Why don't you have any tissues anywhere?

Tissues? I have nothing.

Babe, at least you're going to inherit his money.

Youcan buy happiness.

I'malone and broke.

I don't think I even care about the money anymore.

He's left this earth, and I am undone.

"O, wretched state!

O, bosom black as death!"

I'm gonna see if Virginia and Georgia are here.

I thought I heard the car.

So, you want to tell me where we're going?

Just stay on this road.

Don't be nervous, shorty. This a good thing.

I mean, you don't even want to give me a hint?

We going to meet somebody.

Okay, well...

...somebody as in,

"here's the guy with the keys to your new BMW"

or, "here's a meth head that shares the same DNA as you?"

Let's just say it's somebody

the Queen of Palmetto would like to meet.

That's good.

You know, since Claws Up has been on ice,

Tabitha and Sheray have been MIA.

You seen them? No.

God damn, shorty.

You gonna get the phone or what? Okay.

Hey, Bryce, what's up?

Hey. I just had a genius idea.

I'm about to drop off our fentanyl patches and --

Hey, Bryce? It's not good time right now.

Okay, I'll make it quick.

I know we're gonna sell to all the regional

sleep disorder clinics... Bryce.

...but why not the entire state?

Can you just pump the brakes for a little bit?

Pump the brakes? What -- We're gonna make a killing.

Okay, Bryce. Let's talk about it later, okay?

Alright, but it was an awesome idea, right?

Anyway, Team Desna all the way.

Okay, great. Great. Uh, you know what?

Before you go, when you talk to Jenn,

could you ask her to make me some ambrosia salad?

I really been craving.

Wait, w-what? Ambrosia salad?

What the hell's that?

You know -- Never mind.

My grandma Ada used to make ambrosia salad.

Damn, I miss that. I ain't had that in years.

Mm. How much further?

'Bout another mile.

Just keep driving.

I am.

This is stuff from under the bed.

How do you fit so much in a tiny trailer?

Shit accumulates.

Well, you think you'll have space for my stuff?

Listen, Cherry...

Oh, no.

You're not breaking up with me.

Well, I just gotta do this on my own.

After everything I did for you?

I'm grateful.

I really am.

We can be friends, right?

That don't seem like a pile of good news.

Good thing I brought some.

Look, I came to, uh, apologize for my behavior yesterday.

You're not welcome here.

Just hear me out, will you?

Why should I? You're batshit.

And I know all about

your weird fixation with my baby.

Is that what Bryce told you?

You gonna believe the lunatic who kidnapped you?

Come on, that boy made all that nonsense up.

And why would he do that?