Ozark

God, I love his voice.

We're all set for the FBI tomorrow.

Oh, joy.

What's their temperature?

Does it get above chilly?

Well, they'll be there, anyway.

Mm-hmm. That is true.

Forty-eight more hours.

I'm calling the moving company this afternoon.

Whenever. Jonah and I are packed.

Too soon?

- Yeah. Much. - Okay.

Well, um, we found an old stack of hundreds from the Blue Cat wall.

Really?

We just decided to leave it for someone to find one day.

We put it in the Bible.

Well, that will go unfound for a long time.

How's the top of the Belle looking?

Incredible, and we've doubled our table space to handle all the RSVPs.

Don't worry, you don't have to go if you don't want to.

- Dad! - Marty!

Can you fix that?

You two are celebrities.

How so?

The US Army raided the Lagunas compound.

You two brought the full force of the American government down on their enemy.

So, salud.

Mmm.

My uncle tells me you're from Chicago.

Oh, please tell me nothing has changed.

Well, it's been a little while since we lived there.

Wendy, Marty, this is Javier.

Javi. He's my sister's little boy.

He went to business school in Chicago.

LU.

Good school.

Eh, it's fine.

What it is, however, is downtown.

Mmm.

I miss it. I'm going back to Chicago soon, on business.

Ah, well, if by business you mean bottle service and loose women, well…

Ah. I'll give you a full report. Heh.

So, uh…

Darlene Snell.

What do you plan to do?

What do you mean?

- I am getting the name right, aren't I? - Yeah.

The poppy farmer…

Who killed Del and poisoned our product when she was supposed to be our partner.

You got the name right, I just... I don't understand what you mean.

Before she passed,

Helen told us that this woman was planning to replant her poppies.

Near our casino.

Small annoyances weigh on my nephew.

I had a good teacher.

He said that to lose face was to lose everything.

Which is why Marty has been tasked with making her stop, no?

Yes. We're on it.

Gonna shut that down.

Good. Now, if you'll excuse us,

we have some things we need to discuss. Huh?

Salud.

Please.

My nephew is impatient.

His entire generation is.

So, this, um, craziness with Darlene, uh, we can just ignore her, she's...

No. That you must do.

Your greatest threat will always come from the inside, Marty. Never forget that.

I thought business school would make my nephew more prudent,

but he's pushing against me,

searching for cracks.

And if he senses any weakness, well,

he'll try and make a move.

What kind of move?

He'll kill me.

And you.

Well, anyone who he sees as important to me,

which is why he can never know what we're about to speak of.

What God knows, he knows, Wendy.

You will use your influence to allow me to walk away.

Well, uh, what does that mean, exactly?

I will walk away from my business.

I will be free of the threat of arrest or assassination.

And I will be able to move freely to the United States, back and forth,

where you have established my children's business empire.

I'm sorry, that's impossible.

- Please don't use that word, Wendy. - What other word could I use?

Uh, I think...

I think what Wendy means is that the…

The FBI, uh, they don't make any

agreements that aren't advantageous to them.

I am aware that I will have to make some concessions.

- Concessions? - Yes.

Concessions.

Isn't this exactly what you were doing, Wendy?

With your foundation?

The brand?

What? You can transform yourself into a pillar of society,

but you won't do the same for me?

You know, to be fair, we're not... We're not globally-recognized

cartel leaders on every most wanted list in the world.

Well. Do this and you are free of your obligation to me.

I'm sorry, it's…

It's just…

Not doable.

Okay, then why are you still alive?

This is what I want.

This is why I chose you.

Now please, go and enjoy the party.

I spent over $10,000 on crab alone.

Can I help you?

Oh no, I'm just… just waiting on someone.

You're that maid that used to work here.

Till you fucking fired me, held back my last check.

Well, you ripped off half my guests.

I should have stole your makeup bag,

saved us both an uncomfortable fucking situation.

I'm calling the sheriff.

Mr. Benton.

- You must be Miss Langmore. - Yes. Hi.

Stan Benton. Lorna, we're gonna borrow your office if that's okay.

Of course, yeah.

Just trying to get my head around it.

No I... I understand.

So you're offering to buy this place outright for $450,000?

Mm-hmm. Uh…

You can see here, I'm approved for a business loan

from the First Bank of Osage.

It's a good offer.

Uh, well, it's a really good offer.

So?

Oh…

Oh Lord.

It's just all rushing back.

Mm. I'm sure.

I mean, I watched my kids grow up running around this place.

Right.

Heck, I even watched Lorna's kids grow up here.

Hmm.

And I'm sure they're all fine specimens of human…

Um, but you're staring down a recession

and I'm offering you ten percent above market.

Yeah, I know. It's just um…

Well, how about this. What say I waive any inspections and we get this done?

Why?

Why?

Well, why do you want the Lazy-O?

Because I'm... I'm sentimental?

'Cause, uh, I got ADD and need something new?

Does it matter?

A little bit. Yeah.

I want to own a piece of this town.

When city people come on vacation, I want to be the face they see.

My place, representing.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Oh, and uh, Lorna darling, you're fucking fired.

The Lazy-fucking-O!

I made it seem like the place really meant something to me.

- - Oh Christ.

Remember the fucking raccoons that used to live under the ice machine?

I told him I wanted to show all the tourists

how special we could be here.

They used to make me use this leaf blower every day, even if it was completely bare.

I must have blown the same ten leaves around that place for a fucking year.

I think you two are just a step ahead of me.

What actually made you want to buy some fleabag motel anyway?

I mean, we need a business to launder money through.

Oh no, hun.

No, that's not a problem. We got... We got a system.

From what I can tell,

Jacob mostly depended on a wink and a handshake

with Henry down at First Osage.

We can't rely on that no more.

I can set up numbered accounts, take us offshore.

And you bought this place in your name?

Well, it... it shields the farm to have it in a separate name, launder-wise,

but it does bring up a question about our partnership.

We should probably talk percentages.

Oh no, we don't need to talk about money.

No. Ruth is right. It's best to be direct and clear.

Um, well, what seems fair to me, seeing as it's your farm,