[TV STATIC DRONES]
[BRIGHT TONE]
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
[CHUCKLING]
Oh, these boys are gifted athletes.
Daddy, nobody does midgets anymore.
That sh*t is played out.
No, these are mega-midgets.
They are huge in Mexico.
Well, we ain't in f*cking Mexico.
♪ Always get the devil... ♪
Oh! Yeah!
[MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY]
What the f*ck is your problem?
Look, I... I'm trying
to turn this ship around.
Are you gonna help me or not?
How can I?
You don't listen to nobody's ideas.
Liquidate? That's your big idea?
Have a f*cking fire sale?
Daddy, this ain't the
f*ckin' ' s anymore.
Wrestling has changed.
You need big money to
go after big talent.
So what? So you just want
to sell my gambling operations?
Daddy...
you always said you was gonna leave
the business to me
when you retire, right?
Well, look at me, Daddy.
I'm going grey with my d*ck in my hand,
standing here because you don't trust
your boy's instincts.
Well, maybe if my boy
had better instincts,
I wouldn't question 'em.
Man, the sh*t you say to me.
- You hurt my feelings.
- Aw, cue the waterworks.
Oh, do you... waaah.
I ain't crying. Shut up.
You don't know what
you're talking about.
You're gonna t*nk our business
'cause you're too f*ckin'
stubborn to retire.
That's all there is to it.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Maybe you're right.
♪♪
Huh.
Yeah, maybe...
maybe I am trying to hold on too long.
♪♪
[PLAYFUL MUSIC]
Mr. Dukari.
It's a pleasure doing business with you.
Uh-uh.
He want that money.
[BILLS RUSTLING]
Mm-hmm. I'ma double this money.
Turn this league around.
I will never let you down, Daddy.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I know you won't, son.
What the hell?
Handcuff yourself to
that inversion table
and shut the f*ck up.
Do it!
- [g*nsh*t]
- Daddy, come on.
All right. Damn.
What are you doing, Daddy?
What, you think I busted my ass
my whole damn life just
to give everything to you?
sh*t.
Take one last look at your old man, boy,
'cause you ain't never
gonna see this ass again.
[LAUGHS]
Yeah.
- Daddy?
- Bye, boy.
Daddy!
[YELLING] Daddy!
There is no additional information?
They have no criminal records?
No way of knowing.
IDs are fakes.
Prints aren't in the system.
They're friggin' teenagers.
And the little assholes
ain't cooperatin'.
They got into it with Boyle here.
Yeah, one of those
little f*ckers bit me.
May I speak with them?
At the request of Eli Gemstone.
I work for the very powerful man
you tried to k*ll.
We know who sent you.
Now you tell us.
Whatever you are being paid,
I assure you, we can offer more.
Yes?
[FARTS]
♪ There is a balm in Gilead ♪
♪ It makes the wounded whole ♪
♪ If you can't pray like Peter ♪
♪ If you can't be like Paul ♪
♪ Go home and tell your neighbor ♪
♪ He d*ed for us all ♪
♪ To heal the wounded soul ♪
Don't forget, one squirt of this...
voilà!
No more COVID.
Mmm. [LIPS SMACKING]
Damn mustard.
f*ck.
[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC]
Harmon...
You're not far now, Baby Billy.
He lives right nearby.
It's why you came all this way.
You know it is.
I'm sure the boy hates me, Aimee-Leigh.
I ruined his damn life.
What if he sics his dogs on me?
That's not the Harmon I knew.
Go see your son.
g*dd*mn, I hate when you
drill into me like this.
All this holier-than-though,
self-righteous bullshit.
Why don't you save that
for your heavenly homeboys?
You just mad 'cause you know I'm right.
Of course you are.
That's what makes it
so g*dd*mn irritatin'.
It's time, Baby Billy.
Why don't you just get out of here?
Just go rattle some chains
or walk through some walls or something.
Just...
leave me alone.
♪♪
Without all of your help,
I wouldn't be here today.
Gideon...
What you did was reckless, foolish,
and incredibly impressive.
I can't even believe it, honestly.
I... I just wanted to
make sure those men paid
for what they did to our family.
Thanks to you, they will.
Judy, my love,
when I was laid up in that bed,
listening to your sweet voice
singing me little ditties,
inspiring me to hang
on, I heard your mama.
sh*t, Daddy. Damn.
- I think I'm gonna cry.
- Oh, please don't.
Kelvin, you and Queef
have been such a help.
I keep saying, "Go back to your house,"
but you wouldn't hear it.
You've stayed on, helping
me get back on my feet
with physical therapy.
I underestimated your talents.
I belittled your muscular men group.
For that, I am sorry.
But, please, go on home
now. Rejoin your men.
Train for you missions. Rip phone books.
Do whatever you all do.
- [CHUCKLES]
- And also, don't forget
the one who was running
the whole operation
while you were sickly, Eli.
Sickly?
His name is Jesse Gemstone.
He's sitting right here.
He did do a really great job.
You done good, Jesse. You stepped up.
- You showed leadership.
- He sure did.
So, Eli, you take all the
time you need returning.
And if this Sunday service
just feels like too much,
you know, Jesse's got it.
I appreciate you.
But I'm ready.
I need to preach.
I need to preach!
Jesse, we have given
so much to this family.
Not Judy. Definitely not Kelvin.
Us.
And you let them get
away with all the glory.
Kissin' Eli's ass?
Baby, we been kissin'
Eli's ass the entire time.
Amber, Daddy knows who's been
kissing his ass, all right?
I mean, he gave Gideon good props.
Yeah! That was nice of him.
No, no, we are not
patting Gideon on the back
for doing something so
dangerous and asinine.
I mean, we are being demoted.
We should have just made moves
when we had control of the church.
Wired the money to
the Lissons for Zion's.
All right, well, Daddy
was on his deathbed,
so I wasn't trying to
do damn business deals
behind his back.
Maybe you and Eli could
be co-head pastors.
Right? Just until he retires.
Well, I think this is
not an appropriate time
to discuss who's in charge.
Well, maybe that's why
you're not in charge.
[HUFFS]
Well, ain't you got
everything figured out, huh?
Telling everybody what to do.
Making decisions for everybody.
Baby, I just want what...
what we deserve.
For our family.
Gold digger person.
What did you call me?
Hmm?
I said, "I... I love you, Amber... son."
Amberson.
Why would you call me that?
It's called being lighthearted.
But I guess a man can't do
f*cking Amberson wordplay these days.
Jeez. Good God.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What's your mama's house like?
They do a lot of fracking out there,
so you gotta watch out
for, like, sinkholes
and 'splosions and stuff.
But Mama says you get used to it.
[GRUNTING]
Goddang, them frackers.
Well, this is me.
hours and I'll be back home.
Baby Billy will be just a
dream that don't exist no more.
Except for this kid he put in me
that I'm gonna have to raise
by myself with no money.
I kind of feel like you shouldn't go.
No, no, no. No, BJ.
She needs to get on
home to West Virginia.
When things go tits up
like all the stuff in Tiffy's life has,
you need to turn to family.
But aren't we family?
Not if you and Baby
Billy don't stay married.
If y'all don't stay
married, then, sadly,
we ain't nothing to each other no more.
Okay, well, I better go.
Makes me sad to think I
won't never see y'all again.
I liked being your aunt, Judy Leigh.
That's enough.
Go get on that bus, and don't look back.
[SOFT MUSIC]
♪♪
[SNIFFLES]
♪♪
hours on a bus.
That's a brutal trip
for a pregnant girl.
Her big-ass belly,
she probably can't even
fit into that shitter.
We should have offered her a ride.
Maybe so.
Should I stop the bus?
Yes, BJ. Go get her.
Wait! Don't pull away!
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Stop! Wait!
[UPLIFTING MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
Tiffany!
- Tiffany!
- Hey, you cracked my door!
♪♪
What's going on? We were just leavin'.
Not anymore.
Now, look.
I know you may be a backwoods simpleton
who... who scrubs her
dresses on tree bark
and stinks up the entire
house with roadkill stew,
but g*dd*mn if I wouldn't miss
the pitter-patter of
your filthy-ass bare feet
or the way you chew
shrimp tails with ice
like a animal.
You're family.
And the thought of you running away
on this bus right now
is making my gooch pucker.
- Sweetie...
- Gooch pucker?
'Cause there's something inside of me
that would actually miss you.
And I didn't even
want to have you, girl.
[LAUGHS]
Just, please, Tiff...
Just come on back home with us.
Is she your daughter?
No, bitch. That's my aunt.
And she's coming home with me.
♪♪
[LAUGHS]
[DRUM POUNDING]
Unacceptable.
[DISTANT LAUGHTER]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
No one can know what happened here.
Especially damn Jesse and Judy.
♪♪
It's time to cleanse the temple.
[DRAMATIC MILITARISTIC MUSIC]
♪♪
Do I have your attention now?
This was a house of prayer.
But ye made it a den of thieves.
Where've you been?
None of your business.
And no, I wasn't hiding.
I know that's what
you're thinking, Cody.
Don't even think he was hidin'.
Place him back in his containment.
- [GRUNTS]
- No! Hands off!
No one re-cages Keefe.
This ends now.
This is my house.
This is my gym.
Those are my slippers.
[MEN CHUCKLING]
What has happened to
you God-fearing bros?
We follow this man now?
Torsten?
- Shut your mouth.
- Nah, son.
It ain't like that, see?
Before I brought you here,
your body fat percentage
was through the roof!
You were a little doughboy
who still lived with his parents.
I built you up, chiseled you down,
molded you into the
sculpture that you are today.
Cody, when your calves cramped up
and you couldn't sleep at night,
who crawled into your yurt
and massaged you till sunrise?
We were supposed to serve together,
be a brotherhood.
God is ashamed.
If you really are the
Messiah of the Muscle Men
that you say you are,
then you should have no problem...
bearing the cross!
ALL: Ooh!
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪♪
Ahh!
♪♪
[CHORUS VOCALIZING]
♪♪
Ahh!
♪♪
Ahh!
[GROANING]
♪♪
[GRUNTING]
♪♪
[GRUNTS]
Ahh!
[GRUNTING]
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC]
♪♪
Ahh!
Now get the f*ck out of my house.
It's your house, bro.
You could've just said, "Go."
You didn't have to
get all weird about it.
Yes, I did have to.
Miracle...
I did it.
[GUITAR RIFF PLAYING]
Uh, Daddy, you're looking chipper.
Ain't you supposed to be dead?
Rumors of my death have
been greatly exaggerated.
Laughter from audience.
I want to express my...
Hey, you know what? Uh, y'all?
I think my mark should
be downstage center.
Are you sure, Daddy?
We just... we figured,
with the cane and all,
we'd give you the shorter walk.
We don't want you to fall
on your big return to church, now.
Yeah, Daddy, we could
put a chair to the side,
and you could sit on
that while I'm performing.
Don't try to convince him.
He ain't gonna change
his mind about nothing.
I think we should just go on.
Um, I want to express my gratitude
to each and every one of you
who prayed for me and my family.
God heard you. God heard you.
All right. Jesse,
Kelvin, off stage left.
Dancers onstage.
Uh, choir, no. You sit this one out.
Down. That's good, that's good.
- Stop, Kelvin.
- That's it.
All right, quickly, quickly.
Head tilts.
♪ Jesus knows ♪
And over...
- ♪ That the day that I sing free ♪
- That's it.
Overhead, overhead. No, fully extended.
- ♪ I will sing strong ♪
- That's it, thanks.
♪ Sassy on Sunday ♪
From the bottom right.
Keep up the good work, Tootie.
No one will notice.
Jesse.
I imagine you're disappointed
not to be leading the church.
But I... I want to tell you,
I know you're capable.
It's okay, Daddy.
Leading the church,
and everybody looking to me for answers,
everybody depending on me,
frankly, I found it all to be...
annoying as f*ck, if I can be honest.
You're a Gemstone. You can handle it.
And your day will come.
I've been watching you
on your journey, son.
The way you've healed your family,
grown into a leader...
I'm impressed.
But even more, I'm proud of you, son.
I'd be happy to help you with the money
for that hotel.
Holy sh*t.
- Are you f*cking kidding me?
- Shh.
[LAUGHS]
- Oh.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- You're not okay, are you?
- I'm a bit better.
What's gonna happen with Junior?
Junior and I have a
complicated relationship.
I think it's time you know the truth.
My daddy's dementia
was getting pretty bad
at that point.
And I'm embarrassed to say,
I was also concerned
about negative press.
Afraid everything I
worked so hard to get
would be taken away.
I buried Glendon.
Right under that pylon.
Never told a soul about it.
Not even your mother.
You loved Grandaddy Roy.
You were doing it to protect him.
That's why you were on
the rollercoaster, Daddy.
I knew that was part of the puzzle,
and Jesse said that it wasn't.
And I knew it.
You didn't know that
somebody was f*cking buried
- underneath it.
- I knew it was something.
Well, but you didn't know that.
Okay. What are you gonna do, Daddy?
[SIGHS]
Junior's motorcycle
fellas ain't talking.
It's only a matter of
time before he sends more.
I've only got one option.
I gotta come clean with Junior.
I've been carrying this
lie for far too long.
Daddy, we can't let you do that.
- No.
- Those men are animals.
No, son.
They came from the
same place I came from.
This is something I have to do.
I owe Junior that much.
He needs to hear the truth face to face.
Well, I know I'm gonna
sound like a p*ssy,
but I think you just
need to let the police
handle it from here.
Uh, you don't owe him any truth.
f*ck that man. Don't tell him nothin'.
Mm-hmm. Daddy, Jesse's right.
He is a p*ssy, and you need to save
all your energy for your
big return to church.
I mean, I'm serious.
You are in no condition
health-wise to be
meeting up with K*llers.
I'll tell you what.
If I agree not to meet Junior,
can we all agree to
treat each other better?
Work together like your mama wanted?
Yeah, of course we can.
- Yes, easy.
- Yeah, Dad.
Like a team and a family too.
- Don't go.
- Family team.
- Come on.
- Daddy, do it.
ALL: Ughh!
[LAUGHTER]
Hey, Glendon.
[BABBLING]
[ALL BABBLING]
Just about everyone
has had their bottom
blanked at least once.
[BUZZER RINGS]
Spanked.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[TENDER MUSIC]
I was wondering if you'd find that photo
a little creepy.
Judging by the look on your face,
you might have.
Well, come on, now.
Don't... don't tell me
you don't know who I am.
It's me!
It's your daddy.
You still got them Oakleys?
♪♪
Well, you done well for yourself.
Got you a... a couch with
a bunch of cupholders in it.
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
[BUZZER DRONES]
[AUDIENCE GROANS]
Well, uh...
we ain't seen each other for a while,
so bound to feel a little strange.
Uh, is that woman your wife?
Them little ones your kids?
My... my grandbabies?
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Well, what's your wife do?
Lawyer.
A educated breadwinner.
Well, you know,
that can be a blessing or a curse,
if you can handle it.
Why'd you come here?
Well, uh...
I came to say, "Hey."
You know? And, uh, just for this.
And, uh...
And I'm... I'm sorry about everything.
You know, all the... all the stuff.
You know?
That day you left,
we stayed at the mall till it closed.
Mom got me the cat I wanted.
Apples lived years.
- Wow.
- Mom told me he was you.
She told me that you turned into a cat
and that you were my companion now.
Well, Lord God, why would she tell you
something like that?
'Cause it made me happy
thinking the cat was actually you.
Well, then, uh, meow-meow, son.
I knew it wasn't the real you.
Just some nice version I made up.
I knew the real you
was out there, just...
- doing whatever.
- Hard living.
That's what I was doing, hard living.
That's, uh...
That's the... the very
thing that I was...
I was trying to save you from.
And look how good you turned out.
Things wouldn't have been like this
if... if I'd have stuck around.
Now, trust me, son, they wouldn't have.
I guess we won't ever know.
Son, I was a...
coward.
Ain't no other way for me to put it.
And I've...
well, I've been, uh, a coward...
For longer than I care to admit.
But I got a new wife now,
and I'm starting a family with her.
But I... I think first, that...
That you and me, now,
we need to make peace.
So we ain't got to be stuck in that day
back in the mall for
the rest of our lives.
I'm not stuck there.
You... you don't think
about me all the time?
Not really.
Well, damn. I wasn't expecting that.
Here I thought I was coming
to give a devastated boy
- his wholeness back.
- Nah, I'm fine.
All right, well, since
you're doing so good,
maybe you want to forgive me.
Let my ass off the hook.
You're off the hook.
Harmon, come on, now.
I got to make amends with you for real
so that I... I... I can...
I can move forward
and do it right with my new son.
Now, come on. Let's fix this.
You can't.
[SOMBER MUSIC]
All you can do is just not
make the same mistake again.
Well, damn, I just...
I feel like I'm getting off easy.
Now, son, are you sure that there...
There ain't something
that I can do for you?
♪♪
Can I hit you with a closed fist
as hard as I can?
One time, just right in the face?
Well, um...
Do you... you really think
that'd make you feel better?
I do.
[SIGHS]
Well, then...
okay.
But, now, one hit.
Now, if you glance
or you... you trip or
something like that,
that counts as your hit.
Now, no do-overs.
I'm open to doing
something else, you know?
Maybe taking your dog for a walk?
Maybe throw a little baseball or...
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS] Ah, g*dd*mn.
Oh, you got me.
I didn't think you'd
pack quite the punch
without having a...
a daddy around, but...
- yeah, you did, huh?
- Thank you.
I love you... son.
[MELODIC WHISTLING]
[MELLOW MUSIC]
♪♪
[LAUGHS]
[LAUGHING]
Come on, it ain't that g*dd*mn funny.
[CONTINUES LAUGHING]
[LAUGHING]
TRIO: ♪ Children of the poor ♪
♪ Children of the poor ♪
Dame Judy Dench. Dane Cook.
Y'all.
Let's make Daddy really
proud today, okay?
Show him that we love
each other for reals.
I can do that.
Me too.
I got mad love for my
baby sis and baby bro.
- Love you too, Jesse Smollett.
- Ooh.
- And I love you, K-Fed.
- Ooh.
[LAUGHTER]
If you'll come along, the Millins
are ready for their photo.
Who the f*ck are the Millins?
The impoverished
family we are sponsoring
and showcasing today.
[CHILDREN SQUEALING]
Dang, they're so excited
over such a small amount.
I feel like $ , is,
like, barely any money.
Poor people love money, y'all.
Have you seen your daddy?
That ain't like Daddy
to miss a photo-op
with a poor-people family.
- Mm-mm.
- No, it's not.
Let me call this fool.
[LINE RINGING]
Yo, Daddy. Place is packed.
People are pumped. Where are you?
I'm sorry, son. I had to go.
Go where?
Don't worry about me, Jesse.
I love you kids.
Tell Judy and Kelvin.
[LINE BEEPING]
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
♪♪
[DOOR CLICKS]
♪♪
There he is, ladies and gentlemen.
The Maniac Kid.
[GRUNTS]
You come alone?
I'm all by myself.
Mm-hmm. Well, I ain't.
♪♪
I have no desire to keep
going back and forth like this.
Well, that's mighty big of you.
But kind of late,
seeing as how you ignored
and disrespected me.
Sent your assh*le son to
thr*aten me with v*olence.
Said he was gonna behead my relatives
and r*pe me.
What the f*ck is that about?
I didn't send him.
I am very sorry he did that.
You're sorry. Well,
that's mighty convenient
now that I got the upper hand.
These sons of b*tches will destroy you
if I tell them to.
Well, what I'm about to say
may make you sic 'em on me.
Yeah? What are you on about?
A good while ago,
your daddy showed up in Rogers.
It was unexpected, but
I was glad to see him.
He said he wanted to retire, cash out,
and move to Bolivia.
- And you helped him get away.
- No, I wanted to.
But he wanted to launder
money through my church,
so I had to turn him down.
He didn't like that.
He came to my home with a g*n,
threatened to hurt my family.
My father saw him pointing a g*n at me,
and he sh*t him.
sh*t my daddy.
[CHUCKLES] You're a liar.
You helped him get away to Bolivia.
You helped him get away.
No, Junior, he's dead and buried.
I wish that weren't true, but it is.
♪♪
This belonged to Glendon.
[g*n CLICKS]
We used to read about you in the papers.
He'd talk about how proud he was.
Used to make me f*ckin' nuts.
He was always good to me.
But what I told you is the truth.
He wasn't the same man I used to know.
There was a meanness to him.
He had the devil in him, Junior.
Holy Roller Eli.
You better than all of us, ain't you?
No, sir.
I have the devil in me too.
I think we all do, but that doesn't mean
he has to win.
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪♪
Hey, boys, give us a minute.
Go on, go on, go on.
He was a assh*le anyway.
I'm sorry, Junior.
Yeah.
You know, that reporter
did come to see me, Eli.
Came snooping.
That's what got me thinking on you.
I didn't tell him nothing.
I appreciate it.
You've been a better friend to me
than I was to you.
Eli...
Pop was loaded with some
cash last time I saw him.
I believe I can probably
help you find it.
I'd feel good about that.
So no more threats,
no more sending
motorcycle men to k*ll me.
I had nothing to do with
you getting sh*t, Eli.
Junior, it's okay. I forgive you.
I'm telling you the truth, Eli.
I did not send no motorcycle men.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪♪
[expl*si*n]
[ALARMS BLARING]
Hey, let me out of here!
[POUNDING]
♪♪
[YELLING]
Weaver, you all right?
I can't hear nothing!
♪♪
You gotta be sh1tting me!
♪♪
[ENGINES ROARING]
♪♪