03x03 - The Brick Dance

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Previously on "weeds"...

Did you take something that doesn't belong to you?

I want in. That's him.

sh*t.

Hey, what the hell? You can't do that.

Celia: I did this for your own good, nancy.

They want to send me to iraq, lupita. Bye.

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god!

I need someone I trust to handle my money. What money?

For my commercials. I'm the new huskeroos girl.

You were traded. I was what?

I bought your chit and you about to grow me some sh*t.

Way I see it, you still owe me 150 g's, lady.

How long have I been asleep?

Not long. 22 Hours.

Shane.

What, like she wouldn't figure it out?

This is absolutely delicious.

I make this.

Lupita, you're fired.

What?! But I cooked.

I can't afford to pay you anymore.

What if I tell the police what you do?

Then the guy I owe money to might decide to k*ll you.

Um, maybe we should not discuss this in front of the younger members of our audience.

I'm not keeping any secrets anymore.

The kids need to know what's going on so they can be aware if there's danger.

What kind of danger?

Big, scary men with g*ns who want a lot of money from mommy, so let's just be alert.

And talk about how much money we can all raise now.

Andy, speak to me.

If you stake me the 10-grand buy-in, there's a world poker classic at commerce this week.

Silas, what you got?

I can cr*ck safes.

Too soon, my son. Too soon.

Shane.

I have a stock portfolio worth $2,600.

Cash it in.

But if I liquidate now, I pay a penalty.

Shane, now.

The three of you keep thinking.

Now, there's not much here in the way of assets, but you do have isabelle and her huskeroos contract.

Now, that is a cash cow right there.

You got the cow part right.

Hey, that is no way to talk about your greatest asset.

If you have a lousy relationship with your income-generating child, you need to turn that around right now.

Spend some time with her. Charm her.

You want sole custody.

I do?

You do.

You're not the one that cupped her pubescent breasts after a few too many chardonnays.

What?

Never.

Well, just thought I'd float it out there, see if it caught wind.

Doesn't matter. We'll get him.

Allow me to illustrate.

This is your husband.

Watch how he struggles for the slightest hint of sustenance, slouching toward a bethlehem of mercy that never appears.

And just when he's about to resign himself to his miserable, doomed fate, we allow the son of a bitch to escape with his life.

Over here, you little bugger.

In the end, he'll thank us for not crushing his sad, little testicles in a vise.

Do fish have testicles?

Fish have internal testicles.

Only real downer besides the residual pain is the issue of warm-weather footwear.

I sport the flip-flop, the summer sandal, I get stares.

Children cry and run away.

Can we go to the arcade now?

Well, mr. Botwin, while an injury such as yours may have rendered you unfit for duty in the past, I'm afraid times have changed.

Hmm? What do you mean?

In case you haven't read a newspaper in four years, this country... Your country... Is at w*r.

Actually, technically, operation "iraqi freedom"

Is an extended m*llitary engagement.

w*r has not been declared.

Actually, technically, authorization for the use of m*llitary force has been given by congress.

That's enough to activate your uncle here into service.

Yeah, I'm clearly not fit.

You can walk, can't you? Not in lockstep, no.

I tend to weave. Didn't notice.

I'll fail the drug test. We'll clean you up.

I'm gay. We got a unit for that.

Look, son, truth is you're never gonna see combat.

We want to win this w*r.

It's not a w*r.

My point is, you're headed for a desk job, son.

So quit your whining and prepare to serve.

So we got you, and we're not gonna let you go.

Now, report back here at 0500 tomorrow morning with these papers properly filled out.

You must bring with you a social security card, a birth certificate, and a driver's license.

Do not bring ipods, watches, jewelry, excessive cash, or any other valuables.

This is bullshit.

Welcome to the army... Soldier.

All the milf weed's destroyed?

There's nothing.

I was gonna buy a boat.

Can we just focus on me for a second, please?

I'm in serious trouble. All right.

Lots of cash, real quick, no boat.

Okay.

Why aren't you dressed?

Dana threw me out of the house.

I've been sleeping here in the office.

She threw you out?

Yeah. She found out that I was f*cking celia.

Celia?!

Jesus.

I'm repulsed.

Fascinated.

I need to hear about this. Not now, definitely later.

Now we need to focus.

How much could I raise if I liquidated all my stocks and bonds?

You don't have stocks and bonds.

Yes, I do.

I have stocks and bonds. Judah left me stocks and bonds.

He did, but then you had me sell everything so you could start up the bakery.

Everything?

There wasn't much.

Judah was lousy at playing the market.

I mean, a company that sells morning-after pills for dogs?

You were the one advising him, doug.

That one did not come from me.

Clear dentures... Yeah, me.

But he went rogue on arf-u-486.

Anyway, you're broke.

No, doug, unacceptable. There has to be something.

There's always something.

How much money can I get if I sold my house?

Not much. The bubble's bursting in agrestic.

Majestic next door, that's the new hot spot with their chartered schools and their megachurch.

It's crucifying our property values.

How much, doug?!

If you even found a buyer, you can net maybe 50 grand.

Any place you'd rent would be more than the mortgage now.

It's not smart.

It's cash in hand. Let's do it.

Where will you live?

One thing at a time.

If I deal with one thing at a time, I'm less inclined to sh**t myself in the head.

Oh, don't do that.

Your life insurance ran out a few weeks ago.

I sent you an e-mail.

Get it back, doug. My kids may seriously need it.

I got to go.

Celia.

The cock wants what it wants.

5,000 Square feet of raw space at $250 a foot is a good price.

Mm-hmm.

I can retrofit the climate control, put three or four generators in, and we wouldn't have to worry about the sound.

Put your cover business up front for appearances.

Secure the back for crops.

Mm-hmm.

Downtown is supposed to be blowing up right now.

They're building a whole foods just up the block so you can get all that good gourmet sh*t you like.

How you like that view?

You're gonna k*ll those nice plants.

Why you start smoking again?

I ain't seen you smoke since back when I was in junior high.

God damn. Mores, no less.

I started smoking, I was long and brown, like these cigarettes.

Everything has changed.

You don't like it, come on.

Let's tell her we're gonna keep looking.

Can you grow here?

Hell yeah. It's perfect.

f*cking shame it's all gonna be for u-turn.

You let me worry about u-turn.

Just grow.

How we doing out here?

We'll take it.

That toilet paper is like wiping yourself with a brown paper bag.

Are your... Parts okay?

My parts are fine.

Can I go home now?

This place is a pit.

No, it's not.

It's... Kitschy, like we're in film noir.

It's a walk on the wild side.

Didn't you like getting manicures?

You wouldn't let me get the color I wanted.

Black is not a color.

Tell that to black people. I don't know any.

Maybe there's something good on television.

Woman: over two sizzling hours of hot, young girl-on-girl action.

Sweet.

No. No, you're not watching that.

Might as well just go to bed.

Fine.

Here.

How come I have to sleep on the cot?

Because I'm the mother, and you're the child.

Unless you wanted to share the bed.

We haven't done that since you were 4.

How fun.

Yeah, well, I'm not 4.

And I don't have any desire to share a bed with my mother.

Why am I even here?

Because we're spending time together.

But we don't like each other.

Maybe we just don't know each other very well.

No, this is a chance for us to improve our relationship.

I'll get in my bed. You get in your bed.

We'll shut off the lights, and we will really talk, okay?

That's a condom.

Pearl inlay on the fret boards.

It's handmade. It's a '56 les paul.

Should bring in about 3,000 bucks on ebay.

You should have kept running.

I'm only gonna be three hours away.

It's on american soil.

I can come visit every weekend, and you can hang out in my room whenever you feel sad.

Don't open the nightstand drawer.

Actually, your room isn't gonna be here.

I've decided to put the house up for sale.

It's a good time to rent, with the market and all.

We all need to embrace change.

Yeah.

Hey, good luck in court today, champ.

Fingers crossed for a female judge.

Cry if you can.

I'll keep that in mind.

It's good to embrace change, right?

Marvin...

...lady brings me 7 grand.

What I do with 7 grand?

You wipe your ass with 7 grand.

This is bullshit.

Marvin, go pick up one of her kids and break his leg.

It's all I've got.

I'm waiting on some... Paypal payments.

I promise I'll have more for you to wipe your ass with soon.

You gonna work this off in trade.

What kind of trade?

White sl*ve trade.

Here.

Go there.

Tell them I sent you. They gonna give you a package.

Bring the package back to me.

A package of what?

A package of whatever the f*ck I tell you to pick up, bitch!

You don't have to yell at me.

When do you need it? Right now.

My son's being sentenced today.

That's just sad.

You know...

You should really get him in one of those after-school programs instead of letting him run all wild and sh*t.

I'm really glad you understand.

I don't understand sh*t.

Move some stuff around.

I'll do my best.

Why did you send her?

I want to see how she do.

Please talk to me.

Listen, I am really trying here...

...instead of sitting there like some little shitball.

Can I help you?

My name is miriam walters.

I'm an officer with the state of california child protective services.

Are you ms. Celia "hod-es."

It's pronounced "hodes."

May we have your permission to enter the premises?

What for?

I must warn you that if you do not allow me entry into the premises, I will return with a court order.

If you still refuse me entry, you may be subject to prosecution under california state law...

Obviously, there's some mistake.

Isabelle: no, there isn't. I called them.

Oh, you little jokester, you.

I must ask you once more, ms. "Hod-es,"

Do I have permission to enter the premises?

Sure. Enter away.

I have nothing to hide.

What are you writing?

I'm here to determine whether this is an unsuitable environment in which to house a child.

There was a used condom in my bed.

That was not a condom.

Then what was it? A plastic wrapper.

With a reservoir tip?

Just because this establishment may be on the lower end of the economic scale does not mean that it's unsuitable.

If you are suggesting that anything less than affluence is somehow untoward, ms. Walters, I think that I need to...

Woman: oh!

Oh, yeah!

Oh! f*ck me harder!

...speak to your supervisor.

f*ck me harder! f*ck me harder!

Man: yeah! Yeah!

f*ck me harder!

Harder! Yeah!

Harder! Yeah!

Hola.

U-turn sent me.

I'm supposed to pick up a package.

U-turn?

Para... Obtengo... El... Paqueto.

Any chance you speak french?

Ven aquí.

You say u-turn sends you?

Yeah, u-turn. He sent me.

I'm supposed to pick up a package.

Will you please tell him to open the door?

What's the matter, you don't speak spanish?

No, I don't.

How can you live in los angeles and not know spanish?

We're almost half the population here.

Por ejemplo, if I told you...

Conozco este hombre que se llama u-turn.

Would you not like that?

Um, well, that depends.

What does it mean?

It means that maybe I do know this man who calls himself u-turn.

Then maybe you also have a package for me.

Maybe I do.

Ta-da!

I have to be in court right now, so let's pretend that I reach for it another few times, and each time, you grabbed it away.

Where does that leave us?

You ever get something for nothing in your life?

I don't think so.

And it ain't gonna happen for the first time here.

What do you want?

I want you to do the brick dance for me.

A brick dance?

You must dance to the great god of mota.

And if you do it right, then you get your brick.

And if I refuse?

No baila, no brick.

This is not a real brick dance.

Man, that's a sh*t-of-cheap-tequila dance.

Show me a real brick dance.

You know what? That's a loose-joint dance, at best.

You know what? I been way too sweet with you.

If you will not do a real brick dance for me, then I cannot give you the brick.

Uh...

Hold your horses, pedro.

My name is guillermo...

Not pedro.

That was a real nice brick dance.

Tell your friend u-turn, you tell him he's a lawn jockey now.

Hasta luego.

Yeah. Adiós.

What the f*ck is this?

Your pot.

He said to tell you that you're a lawn jockey now.

I'm not sure what that means, but I figure you two have some sort of drug-dealer shorthand that I'm not privy to.

You were supposed to pick up a key of jack.

Jack?

I had it all promised out.

What the f*ck am I supposed to do with this?

That would be a euphemism for...

H-heroin?

I'm gonna k*ll that bean-fartin' m*therf*cker.

This is your fault, bitch!

My fault?

Bet your ass, and you gonna make it right, too.

Look...

I'm not a gangsta.

All right?

You never told me what I was supposed to be picking up.

There's really only so much you can reasonably expect from me in these situations.

I did a f*cking brick dance for you, okay?

I got a parking ticket.

A brick dance?

I did what you told me to.

Let's just sit down like rational people and start dialing down my debt.

Are you done?

Chop that sh*t up. Move it. Bring me back $12,500.

$12,500?

No way I'm gonna get $12,500 for a brick.

You got four days.

And I'm taking the money that I gave that f*cking w*tback for my jack, and I'm adding it onto your tab.

Yeah, I'm not stupid, okay.

I know what this is worth, and it's not $12,500... $8,000, Maybe.

$13,000.

I'm mad, so now I got to f*ck sh*t up.

I don't got any more sh*t to f*ck up, okay?

I've got kids. I've got bills.

How am I supposed to put food on my table if you keep upping my debt?

Get a f*cking job.

Young man, the theft you committed of those surveillance cameras was more than just a simple act of vandalism.

It was a slap in the face to this community and the citizens who have dedicated their time ridding agrestic of dr*gs.

So I'm inclined to make an example of you and your wanton disregard of civic property.

Excuse me, judge, I would like to speak out on behalf of my son.

He's normally a very responsible ...save it, mrs. Botwin.

Mrs. Hodes has already beaten you to the punch.

She's explained that your family has gone through enough and asked me to go easy on the boy.

Silas botwin, you are hereby sentenced to six months of community service.

Both you and your mother owe mrs. Hodes a great deal of gratitude.

I think we really need to talk.

Go f*ck yourself, celia.

All right, listen up!

It's my sorry-ass job to inform you ass-filching, salad-tossing, come-guzzling faggots that that butt-ugly face you're staring at this very moment is one of the most important g*dd*mn faces you'll ever lay your eyes upon.

That is your battle buddy.

Your battle buddy is like a siamese twin.

He shits, you sh*t.

He fucks up, you f*ck up.

He goes down, you go down.

All right, people.

This is just like nam.

Yeah, you got that right.

I can't wait to k*ll me some t*rrorists.

Are you kidding me?

This isn't about terrorism.

We are just pawns in a chess game for control of the oil production.

Who cares? Bring it on, man.

Oh, god, please, don't talk to me anymore.

You're gonna sh*t when I sh*t.

Six weeks from today, this entire troop of girl scouts will be shipped off to iraq.

So you best pay close attention to every g*dd*mn word that comes out of my godly mouth.

Uh, sergeant bilko, hi. I'm in the wrong place.

They promised me a desk job...

Who in the hell gave you permission to break rank, you flaccid, little d*ck?

Yeah, I just wanted to make sure...

They promise everybody a desk job, you useless twat!

Yeah, I have eight toes.

And I got four dicks, so you better fall back in line before I use one of them to f*ck you up the ass with!

Now fall back in line... Botwin!

You people are losers. You're scumbags, and I am god.

This is gonna be great.

...because I won't be responsible when you get to iraq.

And if you don't listen to me, guess what.

You will die!

What are you looking at, you piece of sh*t?!

Well, in light of this incident, we intend to petition the judge and ask that ms. Hodes only have access to her daughter, isabelle, on weekends at the house in the presence of mr. Hodes.

That's outrageous.

Weekends at the house unsupervised by mr. Hodes.

Nope.

Fine.

Fine? What do you mean fine?

I am the mother.

Why aren't his internal fish balls in a vise?

What happened to the fish?

The fish gasps when the cow gives milk.

You dried up the cow.

Oh, so now I'm the fish?

What the hell are they talking about?

She's dumping your wife

'Cause she doesn't think she'll get paid.

Oh, this is great.

I am nobody's fish.

She's right, you know. She's not a fish.

She just drinks like one.

f*ck you all.

You want me out of your life.

Fine.

I am out of your life.

Can we talk about this?

No, we can't.

Silas, I told you, this is too much.

Make the bags lighter, okay?

Hey, bidding's up to $2,800 on uncle andy's guitar.

That's great, sweetie.

I was just trying...

To what, silas, help me?

No, didn't help.

As a matter of fact, made it worse, a lot worse.

But I'll tell you how you can help me now.

Make the bags lighter, okay?

Pizza.

Wait here.

Nancy botwin?

Yes.

Agent fundis, d.e.a.

I'm here to talk about peter scottson.