Hemlock Grove

Where did he go?

Travel safe.

Guess who?

Oh.

Hmm, man!

I missed you, coz.

I didn't think you were going to make it.

Oh!

I ran out of gas in Altoona.

I got followed into a ladies' room at a truck

stop outside of Youngstown.

I had to give a serious ass-kicking, but I am here now.

Oh, man.

Joe used to bounce me on his knee when I was little,

and he was old as the hills and twice as wrinkly even then.

How's your life?

I show up every day.

It's lonely with you guys gone, you know?

Mom and I are headed out West in a couple of weeks.

Seattle.

Why don't you come with?

Caffeine and drizzle?

What's left for you in Hemlock Grove?

Maybe.

Let me think about it.

Man, would you look at all these old farts?

Who was that guy?

I have no clue.

Looks like he's got booty on his mind.

Ew!

At a funeral?

Have some respect for the dead, for Christ's sake.

Hey...

Hi!

Hey!

Hi.

You have to come meet Aunt Sonya.

You want to come?

OK, I haven't peed in 200 miles, but I'll catch up, OK?

All right.

Come.

Here he is!

Get a good look, you sick bastard?

You don't remember me at all, do you?

Our family shared a campsite in the UP

when our dads got work cutting trees.

Summer of '96.

I used to watch you swimming in the creek.

That's creepy.

I was nine.

I was

just looking out for the safety of all you kids.

Andreas Vasilescu.

I used to drive the Dairy Dream truck.

I gave free ice cream all the Roma kids.

That was you?

Orange Creamsicle.

Still addicted.

My uncle Tobar

fell out of a blue spruce that summer

and landed on his chainsaw.

I remember them taking the pieces away.

To little girls who grow up to be beautiful women.

To silver-tongued men with sweet, dangerous smiles.

Yes, yes.

Goodbye. OK.

And what was that about?

She has a girl for you who will scrub your floors

and bear you many children.

What girl?

Pretty.

Clean floors are nothing to sneeze on.

At.

You would have been a good father.

A good husband.

I know it seems impossible now, but

someone else will come along.

Letha's gone.

Let her go.

Let's get something to eat.

Used to be, the burial of a man of Joe's stature

would have brought a thousands Romani.

Today, how many?

100?

All you kids want to do nowadays

is move on, and become real Americans.

It breaks my heart.

Well, times are changing.

The world is different now.

The world is always changing.

Doesn't mean it's getting better.

Don't forget who you are or who your people are.

How is your mother, anyway?

Tell her I'm always thinking of her, wondering if she's lonely.

Freeze!

Do not run!

Do not attempt to resist arrest!

We have a warrant to search the premises!

Lynda!

Keep your hands in plain sight!

Lynda!

We have a warrant for the arrest

of specific individuals!

- Stop struggling! - Ow!

Get off of me!

Stop resisting!

Peter!

They got Lynda.

My Harley's parked behind the house.

Credit card fraud, check kiting,

manufacturing counterfeit handicap placards

selling muskrat meat as USDA certified ground beef,

trespassing as a circus clown.

What was she planning to do with the baby elephant?

She knew a guy.

Your mother's led a colorful life.

It's total bullshit that her bail was denied.

Lynda's not a threat to anybody.

Law enforcement is making a case

that the Romani are an organized criminal enterprise.

His mother is not organized, trust me.

These charges are small-time.

They're Mickey Mouse.

It doesn't matter.

They're coming after her under federal RICO statutes.

Racketeering.

It's how the government sends the message

it's keeping America safe.

Your mother could be facing serious time.

How much?

Depends on how much of this the prosecution

tries to make stick.

She's being extradited back to Hemlock County to face charges.

You can stay with me.

At least you'll have family close by.

It's good that she'll be back in Hemlock Grove, right?

Mixed.

The judge is a twat, but I know the prosecutor.

We could try to plead down.

She can't do a stretch.

She's not Black or Hispanic, and

the Aryan slime just want to finish off

what Hitler did to our people.

She has no one looking out for her on the inside.

My retainer's $20,000.

Um, can that be paid in installments?

Up front.

That's what retainer means.

$20,000 I don't have $20.

I don't have shit!

Well, I've got about $500 stashed

and a bunch of junk jewelry we can sell on eBay.

So basically, we're fucked.

Basically.

It's not like you don't have friends in Hemlock Grove.

No.

Maybe this is an opportunity.

A time to mend fences.

Peter?

Peter?

Wha... what?

We're going to figure this out, cousin.

Lynda's going to be fine.

Godfrey Industries has increased its profitability

for the last 17 quarters, leading

the field in biotech, pharmaceuticals,

and genetic engineering.

I am pleased to report we are for the fourth year in a row,

the largest privately held corporation of its kind

in North America.

A couple of thoughts.

Anybody been to Maui?

No one?

I just got back.

It's even more beautiful than they say.

Say hello to Healani Kalakakui.

Roman, I don't see how this is relevant.

I fucked this girl.

I fucked her a lot.

Can I say that here?

You can say what you want...

Godfrey Industries is a leader in three-dimensional

organ printing, right?

Pioneered it.

We're in clinical trials on the beta version for regenerating

gallbladder function.

But the target demographic for that technology

will be dead soon, which puts a big dent in repeat business.

We should be focusing our genetic engineering

on enhancing the youth experience.

Bigger, better, tighter, longer, thicker.

I guarantee you, Healani Kalakakui

never wants the party to end.

Perhaps we can discuss this later during sidebar.

Gentlemen, thank you for your time.

Quick question about the quarterly earnings report.

Table 47.

Miscellaneous R and D. What's that?

R&D that's miscellaneous.

Seems like a lot of zeros are being spent on miscellaneous.