01x01 - Dollar Store

[bunniefuu]

[pensive music playing]

[heavy breathing]

- Mommy, I'm sleepy.
- Shh, shh.

Shh, shh. Let's go.

Daddy.

"Shoop."

We're gonna do "Shoop" later.

- "Shoop."
- Shh, shh.

What are you doing?

- [banging on hood]
- Hey, what are you doing?

Hey, wait!

[dramatic music playing]

[instrument panel beeping]

[cell phone pinging]

Ten on , please.

[line ringing]

[Tania on voicemail]
Leave a message or don't, you do you.

- [voicemail beeps]
- [line ringing]

Leave a message or don't, you do you.

[voicemail beeps]

I'm gonna find us some place to sleep.
I'll be right back.

[pop music playing faintly]

- Alex?
- Thank God you're here.

I'm sorry to barge in like this.
I called you, you didn't pick up.

- I didn't know where else to go.
- What's wrong? Are you okay?

It's not Maddy, is it?

No, Maddy and I just need
a place to crash for tonight.

Can I crash here
until I figure out what I'm doing?

God, of course. Get in here.

[men laughing]

- Are the guys from the Swan here?
- Yeah.

Thought I heard your voice. Come inside.
We got some sick dank from Humboldt.

- [man ] Gotta get it.
- [man ] Do it.

[hip-hop music playing over speakers]

- Yeah.
- All right. Pass it. Chill.

Hey.

- Next time.
- Come on. He's already on his way over.

He knows he drank too much.
Hear him out. He wants to talk.

- Don't be a bitch.
- Ethan!

- Sorry...
- I'm good. I'm all right.

It's okay.

- Do you have some place to go?
- I'm good.

"Shoop."

- [cell phone pings]
- Mm-mm.

"Shoop" is asleep, Maddy.

"Shoop."

Can you try to close your eyes?

"Shoop."

Okay, I know you want "Shoop."

I know you want "Shoop."

Mommy wants to ask the last owner
if he jammed any other mixtape in here.

[cassette winding]

- Hey, there we go. There we go.
- ["Shoop" playing over stereo]

♪ Ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop ♪

♪ Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop ♪

♪ Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop ♪

♪ Shoop
Shoop ba-doop ♪

♪ Shoop ba-doop
Shoop ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop ♪

♪ Shoop ba-doop ♪

♪ Ba-doop, ba-doop, ba-doop ♪

[music slowing]

[Maddy] Mommy.

That's okay. We're gonna freestyle it.
That's what we're gonna do.

♪ You're packed and you're stacked
'Specially in the back ♪

♪ Brother, wanna thank your mother
For a butt like that ♪

♪ Can I get some fries
With that shake-shake booty ♪

♪ If looks could k*ll... ♪

[pensive music playing]

Gotta move, ma'am. You can't sleep here.

Ma'am.

You can't sleep here.

- Isn't this public property?
- You can't park here.

Got nowhere to be, go to a Walmart
parking lot or to social services.

Okay.

Now.

Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Russell.

That's us. Let's get it.

- Russell?
- [Alex] Russell, coming.

So you're looking for a big,
fat government handout

because you are a jobless, white trash,
piece of sh*t, am I right?

What?

Your form? You're gonna give that to me.

Yes.

All right. The child in your lap is Maddy.

- And Schmariel.
- What?

Uh, it's the Ariel that we got
from a dollar store.

So we call her Schmariel.

- Are you the child's legal guardian?
- [Alex] Yes.

Can you prove that?

Uh, I can show you my stretch marks.

Are you under the influence
of any dr*gs or alcohol?

No.

Are you sure?

Because you look strung out.

No.

We slept in a car last night.

So you're homeless?

No. No, I wouldn't say that.

So you have a home?

Uh...

I had a home and then we left it.

Maddy's dad is, um... He drinks and, uh...

He blacks out and punches stuff.

Is this some kind of
f*cking fairy tale, Alex?

- [Jody] Punches you?
- No.

- Punches Maddy?
- [Alex] No. No.

Just...

Last night, um...

Last night was different and I got scared.

Did you file a police report?

No.

Do you wanna call the cops now?
It's not too late.

And say what? That he didn't hit me?

There's shelters
for domestic v*olence victims,

but you need to go on record
with your abuse.

I'm not abused.

Okay, hon.

So according to you,
you're not abused and you're not homeless.

Why are you here?

We don't have anywhere to sleep tonight.

What about mom? It says here she's local.

[laughing]

I would rather sleep in my car.

Dad?

Um...

My family is not an option.

Are you currently employed?

- Nope.
- You went to six different high schools?

Yeah, my mom moved around a lot
and then eventually I got my GED in .

Any college, technical schools?

I got into college...

um, but I didn't go.

Is there anything that you can give me?

Any special skills?

On your mark, get set, go!

No.

All right. Here's the deal.

I need two pay stubs in order to get you
on the list for subsidized housing,

and even then, the wait list is long.

In the meantime, there's a mission over
at St. Carmel's and they have beds open.

I can't take Maddy there.

Sure you can.

Get there early. Wear Deet.

Um, I'm sorry. Is there anything else
that you could do for us here?

Honestly, without a job,

I can't do squat.

Okay. Um...

I can't get a job
if I can't afford day care.

Well, we have access to subsidized
day care grants once you have a job.

I need a job to prove that I need day care
in order to get a job?

What kind of fuckery is that?

You know what?

Why don't you try this?

Value Maids?

It's a local cleaning service,
lot of turnover. Worth a sh*t.

I'll call them to tell them
you're on your way.

- Great. Yeah. Thank you.
- [Jody] Yeah?

Can I bring Maddy?

To a job interview?

[pensive music playing]

Mom!

Is Paula here?

Paula Langley?

I don't know who Paula is.
We Airbnb'd this place from Basil.

[door closes]

- Hi, Mom.
- [shouts]

Maddy, Alex!

This is so exciting.

I can't believe you came to see this.

This is what all the brilliant painters
and sculptors are doing in the art world.

This is me stepping up
to a global collective of minds.

- Hey, Mom.
- Archetypes. You know about it.

That's what I'm representing here
in cobalt.

The hero, the every man, mentor,
the mystic

- the lover.
- Mom.

And there's Jungian archetypes.

Why didn't you tell me
that you Airbnb'd your house?

I did, didn't I?

I drove around two campgrounds
looking for you.

If you don't check-in with me,
that's on you.

I called you times.

[Basil] Is that Alexandra? Bloody hell.

You disturbed the Airbnb people?

They're gonna leave a sh*t review now,
you fair dinkum monster.

I can't deal with him
and his fake Australian accent.

It's not fake. I was born in Perth, so...

- I'm sure you were, Cilantro.
- Don't call Basil Cilantro, Alex.

Our identity is subjective.

He's Australian, I'm French-Italian.

In reality, we're both
percent Icelandic fairy.

Can I talk to you in private?
I'm in a rush, Mom.

No. Whatever you can say to me,
you can say in front of him.

Because he is my life
and business partner.

What business?

Renting your house out,
or making you sleep in an RV?

You're a malignant tumor.

- Go put some shrimp on the barbie.
- All right. Enough.

Out with it.

- With...? Um...
- Out with it.

You want something from me,
so just ask. What is it?

Can you watch Maddy?
I have a job interview. One hour, two max.

Of course. She's my granddaughter.

She is always welcome to experience me
and be a part of my life.

Do you remember the rules? Use your phone.

Use your phone and answer the phone.
Okay, Mom?

- Nod that you hear me.
- Nod.

Don't drive her anywhere. Do you have
food here? Can you give her lunch?

- We're a pub now, are we?
- Anything goes wrong, call me.

Don't call Sean. Call me.

Come on, pumpky-poo.

Be a good girl for Grammy and Cilantro.
Love you.

[pensive music playing]

[Maddy] Bye, Mom!

I love you!

Put some eyes on her.

Hi, I'm looking for Value Maids?

Sorry, the address says it's here.

[woman speaking in Korean]

Thank you.

[Yolanda] Yeah?

Hi, are you Yolanda?

If this is another summons,
shove it up your ass.

No, I'm Alex. Jody sent me.

Oh, one of Jody's girls.

Poor thing. Not you. Jody.
Being a social worker sucks.

So you're on parole?

Um, no.

- Got any priors?
- No.

I'll check. Got a problem
with a background check?

- No.
- We pay that, no exceptions.

Bump you up cents once the background
check clears and you go full-time.

Full-time, great.

Yes, but full-time ain't a -hour week.

Company policy is you can't work
more than six hours a day.

More than six hours,
b*tches start throwing their backs out,

which breaks my heart, it does,
but I can't be paying benefits.

So it's capped. Six hours a day, max.

Okay.

And tourist season's over,
so I really only have one shift open.

It's a weekly three-hour clean
over on Fisher Island.

One shift. Okay.

So uniform is bucks.
Comes out of your first check.

How soon do you think I could get
proof of employment? A pay stub.

Cart before the horse. This is a trial.

You ain't hired yet.

- You got a car?
- Yes.

We provide a ferry pass.

But gas and toll, that's on you.

So are cleaning supplies, rags, gloves,

basically everything else
except the Dyson.

If you don't return the Dyson to me
directly after the shift,

- you don't get paid. Understand?
- Yes, I do.

All right. Can you do there at : ?
Let me get you the sheet.

Oh, so I'm starting today?

That's good news, ain't it, broke girl?

["Seventeen" playing]

Great.

♪ I know what you wanna say ♪

♪ I think that you're all the same ♪

♪ Constantly being led astray ♪

♪ You think you know somethin' you don't ♪

♪ Downtown hot spots ♪

♪ Halfway up the street ♪

♪ I used to be free ♪

♪ Now you're just like me ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

- [Paula on phone] Hello.
- [Alex] Hey, Mom. How's it going?

[Paula] She's a very powerful archetype.

A love child. That's what she is,
her spirit resounds.

- Did you feed her?
- The spirit of my mother is in her.

She is a very powerful young lady.
Our ancestry pulses through her blood.

Sure does. Did you end up
giving her lunch, though?

Of course. Grilled cheese and tomato
with a side of straight Tom Collins

and now we are painting.

- Aren't we, sweetie? We're painting.
- Awesome.

Hey. So listen. I got hired
and I'm starting right now.

You should see what she's doing.
And her hands, they're like sculptures.

- Listen, I'm starting right now.
- Oh, honey. It's just so pretty.

- Her painting.
- It's a three-hour clean on Fisher Island.

You should see her hands!
Look at her hands!

I'll be back at the ferry at : and
I'll be at yours at : . Does that work?

[Paula] We love you. [kissing sounds]

Don't we, sweetie?

[line beeping]

[pensive music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

No phones. You're a half hour late.

- I'm sorry. I'm...
- A half hour late.

I know. I didn't have any signal
and missed my turn. I'm sorry.

We'll reschedule.

I can be done by : , ma'am.
I'm fast and I'm good.

I'd really rather
you come back another time

than do a shoddy job and throw a bunch
of cleaning products around.

I understand. I won't disappoint you.

We're in NYC this weekend.
Everything in the fridge can go

so my whole house doesn't smell
like kombucha when I get back. Got it?

The fridge. I got it.

We compost. The bin is labeled "compost."
Can you read or should I show you?

I can read.

Oh, God. Just put them on.
I'll talk to her.

Tell them those terms are bullshit.

[upbeat rock music playing]

Okay.

Tick-tock. Should have rescheduled.

[Maddy] Mommy.

[upbeat music playing]

It's a tiara.

[Maddy] Mommy, are you okay?

- [Regina] Are you okay?
- [Maddy] Are you okay, Mommy?

Are you okay?

Hey.

Why are you on the floor?

Oh, what happened?

I heard a thunk. I think you fainted.

Or are you a drug addict?

Uh, no. Um...

I'm so sorry. I skipped breakfast
this morning. I'm fine.

Okay, well, just hold on.
Don't get up fast.

f*ck.

Okay.

[exhales]

Balance bar.

Thank you.

This room is so nice.

Gosh, I've got a daughter and
she would love this. How old is your kid?

I don't have children.

Isn't this a nursery?

Yeah, it's staged.

We're getting ready to sell the house.
So, uh... James had it staged.

Oh.

Well...

Not to be a task master, but...

Mm-hm.

Obviously. Of course. I'm almost done too.

I just have this room left and...

This room and all the lawn furniture.

[pensive music playing]

sh*t.

[line ringing]

[voicemail] Your call has been forwarded
to an a*t*matic voice message system.

[line ringing]

Your call has been forwarded
to an a*t*matic voice message system.

Maddy?

Maddy, are you in here? Maddy?

[banging noise]

Mom, can't you hear me calling?
What the f*ck?

Calling me? It was me
that was calling you many, many times.

- Okay. Where is Maddy?
- I have a life of my own, you know?

I can't be watching children all day.
I have work to do. My own work, okay?

Basil, are you in here? Open the door!

I bet you'd like to get in there with him.
I see how you act around him.

Always flirting with him,
sticking your little titties out.

What the f*ck are you talking about?
Where is Maddy?

- I'm taking a nap. Jesus.
- Why can't you be happy for me?

She's not here.

That I can still attract
a quality man like him.

- Okay, where is she?
- We couldn't reach you

and your mom got tired,
so we called Sean to get her.

You have never seen my potential.
I am soaring on the cliff.

The sun beams towards me.
It fills me with light!

She's fine. She's all right. She's asleep.

We did bath time.

She had buttered noodles.

You hungry?

Dinner's almost ready.

Irish stew.

[screams] f*ck!

I haven't had a drink today. Come on.

Alex.

I'm trying here.

Hey.

I'm not staying for dinner.
I'm getting Maddy and I'm leaving.

I went to a meeting today.

Ethan took me.

Okay. That's...

Could you please sit?

- All right. Let's make a f*cking mess!
- [Maddy crying]

f*ck!

You need to eat.

Come on.

I'm surprised Maddy was at your mom's.

Is Paula finally on meds, or...?

She was only supposed to be there
a couple of hours.

You know how much I love Paula.

I do, but... leaving Maddy with her?

I thought we had an agreement.

My mom's good with her
for short periods of time.

They, um... dance around
or do art projects.

She was alone when I got there.

Playing with a vape
and watching a cage match on TV.

Mm.

Where were you? Nobody could find you.

I got a job on Fisher Island,
and I didn't have service.

A job?

How are you gonna work?
Who's gonna watch Maddy?

Not your mom.

I'll figure it out.
It's my business, Sean, okay?

[Sean] Hmm.

Could you eat a little?

You're hurting my feelings.

I'm not eating your f*cking stew, okay?

Stop asking.

All right.

You're officially freaking me out.

Going AWOL in the middle of the night?

Leaving my child in a dangerous
situation with a batshit crazy person?

I mean, are you feeling okay?

- That's not funny. Don't do that.
- What?

I'm not insane. You're the one
that woke me up in a rage

over some dirty dishes
and punched a hole in the wall.

I drank too much. I went too far.

I went too far, I'm sorry.

I picked glass
out of Maddy's hair last night.

I didn't mean for it to be
that close to her.

Hey, I would never hurt her,
you know that.

I don't know that.

You serious right now?

Okay, what's the plan here?

Where are you gonna go? Hmm?

I pay all the bills.

Let you hang out with my friends,

I let you move into my trailer,
you drink my beer, eat my food.

I let you mooch off me.

I do everything for you.

If you walk out of here,
you'll have no one.

I know. I'm well aware of how
completely alone and f*cked I am.

But I won't pick glass out of Maddy's
hair again. Not gonna happen.

Hey, where are you going?

- Hey. Hey, Maddy, sweetie.
- Daddy.

Daddy's right here, okay?

Where are you going, Alex?

What's the plan here?

Okay, why don't you think
for just one second?

Would you please look at me? Alex?

Why don't you come back inside?

- We can talk about this.
- There you go, honey. It's okay.

Where are you gonna go?

Hey, you can't steal my kid!

Sweetie, Daddy's right here, okay?
Where are you gonna go?

[engine starting]

Hey! Alex!

Alex!

[dramatic music playing]

[Maddy] "Shoop."

"Shoop," Mommy.

["Shoop" playing over stereo]

- Where are we going?
- I don't know. I need a second, all right?

- Home.
- We can't go home right now, okay?

[cell phone ringing]

Look, Mommy, look.

I'm gonna take this real quick.

Yolanda, the Dyson, I know.

- Regina's not happy with your cleaning.
- What?

She called and said you did a crap job
on the furniture, left streaks.

- Go back, and do it right.
- Window, Mommy!

- Yes, honey.
- Mommy.

Okay, okay, hold on. I'm gonna...

Nope, I can't. I'm in Port Hampstead,
and I have my daughter with me.

Not my problem. You want this job?
You wanna get paid? Go back.

- It's a -minute ferry each way.
- Then you better get cracking.

You're flying. [giggling]

- Hold on, all right?
- Look, Mommy.

We don't have time for this, Maddy.

Schmariel! [screaming]

We'll go back and get Schmariel.
We're gonna get Schmariel later.

- I'm getting Schmariel now.
- Schmariel!

I'm getting her right now.
Okay. All right.

Okay.

[horns honking]

[laughing]

[tires screeching, then car crashes]

[screaming]

Are you okay?

You okay? You okay?

You're okay. You're okay.

Jesus Christ! She was in there?

Yes, my daughter was f*cking in the car!
She was in there, you f*cking moron!

You hit my f*cking car.
You could have k*lled my daughter.

Get the f*ck away from me!

We live in here, you dipshit!

[siren wailing]

Oh, you're so good.

And then shine the light.

Yeah.

Here you go, ma'am.

- You're giving me a ticket?
- Parking in the meridian is illegal.

I can't pay for this.

If you have any personal items
you'd like to retrieve from the car

before the tow truck gets here,
now is your time.

And who pays for the tow truck?

You have someone who can pick you up?

If you don't have anybody to call,
we can drop you at home.

Um, no, no, no. I've got...
I've got somebody. Thank you so much.

Can you make the call now?
I gotta clear the meridian.

- You can't stay here. All right.
- Got it.

[pensive music playing]

Were you speeding at the time?

[line ringing]

Hey.

[Hank] She's out like a light.

Last time I saw her,
she was still in diapers.

I would like to see her
more than I get to.

So where to? Port Hampstead?

Sean still in that single-wide?

No, we're, um...

We're not gonna go home.

Oh. Okay.

Where to, then?

I mean, I'd invite you back to my house...

but it's a school night,
and Charlene and the kids...

No, yeah. Of course.

Maybe, um...

Would you mind just dropping us
at the ferry station?

I'll have my friend pick us up.

What were you thinking
pulled over like that?

It's just that's...
a reckless thing to do.

Reminds me of your mother.

Can we just not talk?

Okay.

Would you mind pulling over real quick
and let me run to the dollar store?

[bell chimes]

[pensive music playing]

Thanks.

Let's put you down. There you go.

You, uh... You need anything else

from your old pop?

We're all set, thanks again.

Bye-bye, honey bee.

Boat.

No, not tonight.
We're just gonna get a little rest in.

Wait, wait. Come here, baby girl.

- This was in my shoe.
- What's in your shoe?

- This was in my shoe.
- What the heck?

What the heck?

Okay.

I put it in my shoe.

You're fixing my earrings, all right?

How do we unclip this?

Well...

Okey-dokey. I got you a surprise.
You wanna see a surprise?

[growls playfully]

Okay.

Ta-da!

We got Schmariel.

All better.

[humming]

[woman on PA]
Announcing the arrival of Ferry .

Ferry arriving.