Mvto! I know you all love Bingo Friday.
Thank you, Rita, for helping me out today. Mvto.
Hey, Rita.
Knock, knock.
- Who's there? - Dishes.
Dish ish the Navajo Police.
She didn't even laugh.
Just call the numbers.
Yeah, I got a number for you. B-have.
B-have.
That's B-9, folks. B-9.
You know, I've got things to do today.
So, you're gonna have to choose these on your own.
Oh, ladies and gentlemen, did you hear that?
Rita has more important things to do
than to play Bingo with us. Boo!
White Steve, you getting close?
B-11 and you win all this, right here.
What you lookin' at?
- Does it look like clouds? - Huh-uh.
I feel a rain coming on.
Eh, your weather predictor's broke, Fixico.
- She got some muscle up in there. - Guns, bro.
She gave us the look, bro.
Well, lookie here.
Shitasses Anonymous.
When you speak,
say your name followed by "and I'm a shitass."
My name is Cheese, my pronouns are he, him and his,
- and I'm a shitass. - Bro, shut the fuck up.
- Shh. - You.
- You're on trash duty. - Trash duty?
Yeah, that's right.
- Zoolander. - Oh, my gosh.
Tinker-hell.
You're sweeping and mopping floors.
- Seriously? - Yeah. That's right.
Come on, what is this?
This is because y'all decided
to be a bunch of no-thought-ass-having shitasses.
Yeah, maybe y'all will think twice next time
before taking off and not telling anybody.
AKA running away.
You realize how worried we were about you guys?
- What? - We didn't run away, though.
Wait, wait, wait.
This is about us going to California?
Nothing bad even happened.
Nothing bad happened?
You guys ran off to California, got carjacked,
and you won't even tell me how you got home.
Deer Lady took me home. I told you, Mom!
Stop that. I told you not to talk about her like that, okay?
They're gonna come and lock you up.
Wait, wait, wait, why am I here?
I didn't even go to California.
It's called "probably cause."
Okay? You're a bad influence. I'm sure there's all kinds
of weird bullshit that you're doing that I don't know about.
And besides, I didn't punish you for the first time you ran off.
You can't punish me off of suspicion.
Or, like, old shit that I did.
I can't…
- I-I can do whatever the fuck I want. - Mm-hmm.
I pay for that hair bleach,
I pay for that liquid eyeliner.
All them chains you're wearing.
Got those.
I can dig around in your phone,
I'll find all kinds of weird shit you're doing.
Pop off at me again.
- What's my punishment? - Bro, shh.
You and Willie Jack… you're gonna clean the graffiti
at the front entrance.
Wait, the hvshwa art?
Yeah.
- That's my masterpiece. - Art?
Drawing pee-pees and wee-wees?
- Like a bunch of jagaloons. - It's just anatomy.
If I catch any of you screwing around,
you're back here tomorrow, again.
What's "jagaloon"?
That's short for jackin' off idiot.
Is that enough for you, he/him? His?
You're so embarrassing, bro.
All right, let's go. Come on.
It's not even coming off.
Bigger circles, Cheese.
Got to put some mustard into it.
It's not coming off.
Fixico.
You okay?
A lot of rain headed this way.
Eh…
Metaphorically.
Oh.
This is bullshit.
Scrub that hush.
Yeah, once you tie those up, put 'em in here,
then take 'em out back to the dumpster.
You glad to be back home?
Sounds like you guys had kind of an adventure.
Yeah, it was.
I'm just glad we got to do something for Daniel, though.
Well, I know he appreciated it.
Yeah… I'm grounding Willie Jack till she hits menopause.
But…
I'm glad you guys went.
I think it was what you were supposed to do.
Yeah.
Near the Solomon Islands, they didn't know
that the pulsating light was indeed actually a UFO.
Oh, fuck.
They're already here.
Probably under that damn ocean.
…the fish boiling was due to this UFO anomaly.
Big!
- What? - What's up?
Close the curtain!
Patient confidentiality. Shit.
Hippo law.
G-58.
That's G-five-eight.
You Bingo, Bone Thug?
You close? Heck yeah.
Wait. Is that a tooth?
Mm-hmm, yeah, that is a tooth. That's fucking gross.
Man, when'd you lose your tooth?
So did you really meet Deer Lady?
Yeah. I mean, like, at first when I saw her hooves,
I thought she was gonna kill me, you know?
But…
…just ended up giving me some apple pie.
You're fucking stupid. No, she didn't.
Deer Lady gave you apple pie?
Yeah, I met her. We went on this long drive together.
It was fucking awesome.
I think I'm an accessory to murder now,
but, like, that's cool, you know?
You're fucking crazy.
Like…
That wasn't even the craziest part of my trip, all right?
What's crazier than that, stupid?
- O-66. - Come here.
Star People, eggplants
and I met a conquistador.
Oh, shit.
"Oh, shit" what?
I…
Hope you're ready to be a grandma.
Grandma? What…
Mm-hmm.
Oh, it's Bear and Jackie, they're just friends.
Besides, I'm too young to be a grandma.
What? No.
My grandma was your age.
Shit, maybe even younger.
You're fucking insane, bro.
Like, actually fucking insane.
You're lucky nobody fucking heard what you just said.
- You think I'm a liar, man? - Yeah.
- Calling me a fucking liar. - I think you're a fucking liar.
No. No, no.
- Mm-hmm. - You're full of shit.
Nope. Look at 'em.
- Star People? - You know, I don't even know why
I'm sweeping with your ass, okay? Because this is fucking…
Yeah, because we got put together.
I don't fucking know why.
- Now clean that up. - Look at you, being fucking emotional.
- I was? - I'm not gonna clean that shit up.
You clean it up.
I'll take the baby on the weekends, don't worry.
No, there's no baby.
Unc, we need some meds.
Oh, yeah? What kind?
Protection meds, man.
- Got some haters. - Especially online.
Can't cancel this culture, though.
Hmm, hmm.
And if there's a little love potion in the mix…
I would not be mad.
Just thirsty.
Sick.
Behind your ears there, get your armpits.
Wrap that medicine in your underwear at night.
Put it in bed, you sleep with it.
Okay.
All right, well, here you go.
Mvto. Mvto.
Many mvtos, many mvtos.
Yeah. Somebody's messing up.
So…
how do you always know what to give people?
I don't always know what to give 'em.
I just gave these ones stinkweed.
They're always asking for something.
- I was always give 'em stinkweed. - Hmm.
All right, I'm done.
Oh, fuck no, that's not done, bro.
Are you blind?
I-I can't see it very well, but…
it-it looks pretty good to me, yeah.
Bro, there's still a big-ass hush
with jojos staring right at us.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Four?
Two.
Bro, I don't know what to tell you.
You're fucking blind.
Weren't you supposed to go get glasses like how long ago?
I mean, they said I needed them, but they never sent them, so…
It's 'cause you got to go pick 'em up, bro.
- Oh. - Yeah, bro.
Go get us some chocolates too, yay.
All right. No promises, though.
This place, it's… it's like a starship.
I'm like a captain, you know?
I guess you could say…
I'm the heart and soul of…
IHS.
Without me, this place would fall apart.
I designed it that way.
But the only bad part is
it means I can't quit.
Unless I find a successor.
Which leads me to you.
What?
- Yeah. - Me?
Yeah.
I mean, I need a matriarch.
Take over.
N… I'm… I'm busy.
You got another job?
I did, but…
I left it to go to California.
Okay, so you're jobless.
You know, if you apply through the tribe,
I can pull some strings, kid.
Actually, I'm thinking about going to school.
Really?
I mean, that's great.
Not too far away, though, right?
Well, I don't know, I'm…
I haven't really thought about that part.
I mean, you know if you go to Okern Community College,
you can work for me in the afternoons.
That's how I got my start.
Maybe.
All right.
There are benefits to the job.
Flamin' Flamers.
Uh, I'm trying to quit.
A-14. A… Just seeing if y'all is paying attention.
That's a B. B-14. B-one-four.
- Bingo. Bingo. - No.
- Oh, hold your card, folks. - Bingo, Bingo.
Fuck.
- Hold your cards, White Steve. - No way, bro.
And White Steve with a win.
Mvto.
He's not even a patient here.
I'm very proud of these T-shirts.
You get one of our IHS T-shirts for the win.
- Can I put it on right now? - Absolutely.
- That's yours. - No way.
Haven't his people taken enough?
It fits perfect.
You look cute, bro.
Thank you.
- True Bingo warrior. - Oh, no.
- Don't do that. - Dab you in this good way.
He's painting him up.
Your Indun name shall be Sour Sofkee.
Aho.
Mvto. Mvto.
Wow. I feel so different.
Um…
- I'm sorry. - Oh, hey.
- They called me back. - No, you're good.
Actually, can you help me?
Can you film this?
Just a second.
Ready?
How's that?
- Um… - Let me see.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, perfect.
You here for chocolate?
No, actually, I'm, uh…
here to check on my glasses.
Oh, shit. Right.
Where'd you go?
You got your eyes dilated and never came back.
I didn't know that's how it worked.
So, how was California?
- Heard you all took off. - Um…
It was good.
Our car got stolen, met White Jesus
and we got to see the ocean.
Glad to be home?
Honestly, yeah.
I don't think I could stay away from here very long.
Kind of gets ahold of you, huh?
- Yeah. - It's even better
when you can see three feet in front of your face.
Well, come on, cvpon. Try 'em on.
Oh, wow, you're beautiful.
Oh, pssh, stop.
Whole new world, huh?
Yeah.
Don't eat too many of those.
Missed a spot.
Thank you.
Oh, hey, Big. Hey, uh…
Earlier, when I walked in on you…
Yeah. Kind of…
felt violating, to be honest with you.
Oh, yeah, uh-huh, I bet.
You, uh, you shave down there
or is your blood quantum just that high?
What's the matter with you, Bev? Shit.
- Supposed to be confidential. - Oh, I'm just saying.
You know, after all history's done to our people,
they never colonized that hush.
Making our people proud.
- Yeah? - Yeah. Real tradish.
Shit.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Appreciate that.
It's like two glistening acorns down there.
Oh.
Would you want to hike those sacred mounds, innit?
- You wish. - Yeah.
Let me set up that next appointment then, huh?
All right.
We'll have you in here at the end of next week.
- Anyhoo… - Eh.
Ooh. Fuck, you're just cute, innit?
Did you hear all that?
No.
Boo. Missed out on some important teachings.
You learn your lesson about being a runaway yet?
I'm 18. I can leave for California today if I wanted to.
Shit, take me with you next time you go.
Uh, Bev, I was wondering if I could get, uh, my records.
Records?
Yeah, like my shots and shit.
I'm thinking about going to school.
Oh, fuckin' A.
What you thinking about learning there?
I don't know, like psychology or something.
Mm-hmm. Master manipulator. I see you.
Little freak.
All right, I'll have 'em printed out.
Uh, you can pick 'em up at the window down the hall.
Mvto.
Postoak?
- Yeah. - Documents.
Thank you.
Rick Miller?
What kind of fuckin' name is Rick?
Oh. Mvto, mvto.
Got you a diet, because of your 'betes.
Oh.
Mm-hmm. Mmm.
You know…
I'm gonna miss things like meat pies.
Why, where you going?
I'm going soon.
Up to that happy hunting ground.
How do you know you're leaving soon?
I just know.
They don't have meat pies there?
Let's hope so.
Well, if you're gone, then…
who's gonna doctor people up?
I don't know.
No one to pass it on to.
I mean, I'm interested.
I'm here all the time,
with my meat pies.
I could do both.
It's real medicine, though.
You have to be serious.
I'm the most serious.
When I want to be.
You got to ask me three times, then.
Will you teach me real medicine?
Will you teach me real medicine… please?
In the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit,
I anoint you.
Anoint me?
I'm just teasing. I'm teasing.
Well… how do we start?
Just sit there. Don't ask questions.
And when the time is right, I'll let you know.
Okay. This is like Empire Strikes Back shit.
- Oh, hey. - Do I look weird?
No, it looks good.
It's different, but…
He's looking all handsome.
I have mixed feelings about my feelings.
What could I take if I want to be, like…
super quiet so I could, like,
practice my assassin moves?
Watch some Jackie Chan movies, I guess.
Yo, bro. We're done.
Want to go hit up Sonic's?
- Can I go? - Mm.
Can't learn it all in a day, eh?
That's right.
Oh, shit.
- Look at you, man. - Damn, man.
I like the new look. I like it.
It's about time, though…
like, playing Mario Karts with your ass
has been straight-up tragic.
Hey, hey.
How many fingers am I holding up?
Shut up.
Let's go to Sonic's, bro.
- Yeah? - Let's do it.
Yeah, let's do it, then.
- Looking good, man. - I can finally see now.
You wanna come see my gun later, or what?
Yeah, yeah.
I don't want to get shot in the face.
Or maybe I do.
Oh, shit, Bev.
Damn, Bev.