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- Kaia.

- I'm gonna stand.

- I will not stand,
or you're gonna have

to move this show
to the dark web.

[laughter]

- OK, players.
Show your cards.

- Boom!

- Oh! Full house!

- Oh, my--
- Kaia wins again.

- This is not
how I wanted this to go

or how any of you
will have wanted this to go.

- OK, Seth has to take
another item of clothing off.

But before you're out
of this game completely,

is there anything
you want to promote?

- Well, as you can see,
I'm promoting

that my boxer shorts
are from Kirkland

and that my circumcision
is from Rabbi Bregman, so...

and he didn't do a great job,
if I'm being honest.

[laughter]

- Stop stalling.
Take your shirt off.

- Mm, I vote boxers off.

- Ooh!
- "This is the End," Seth.

Time to show us
that "American Pickle,"

your "Sausage Party."

- Every movie I've done
is a dick joke.

I'm about to be the first
white male comedian

to expose himself to a bunch
of women, but someone

had to break that barrier.
- Oh, yeah.

[laughter]

- Whoo!
- Ready?

[cheers and applause]

[drumroll]

I'm not getting canceled today.

Never.
You're never gonna get me.

[cheers and applause]

- [laughs]

- Do this all night.

[jazzy music]

- So I hear congratulations
are in order.

Something very exciting
happened to you.

- Yes, I saw Jeremy Piven
texting and driving.

- No, I'm talking
about something else.

You became a grandmother!

[cheers and applause]
- [gasps] Oh, that's right.

That happened, too.

Would you like
to see a picture?

- Yes.
[applause]

[laughter]

- I kind of see a resemblance,
don't you think?

Oh, I'm just kidding.

Here he is.

audience: Aw!

- That little peanut
is my grandson, AJ, Aidan, Jr.

[cheers and applause]

- So what do you want
your grandson to call you?

- Well, I've actually given
this a lot of thought,

and I finally arrived on...
Aunt Deborah.

[laughter]

- All right, well,

this one goes out
to little AJ.

Welcome to Earth,
little dude,

from your Aunt Deborah
and Aunt Dance Mom.

- ♪ But you been
so out of touch ♪

♪ Touch, touch,
touch, touch ♪

♪ Thought about you
way too much ♪

♪ Much, much, much, much ♪

♪ Over overthinking us,
us, us, us, us ♪

♪ 'Cause you been
so out of touch ♪

♪ You could have had my love ♪

♪ But you been
so out of touch ♪

[device whirring]
- [moans]

[phone ringing]
Oh.

[whirring speeds up]

[whirring slows, stops]

Yeah.

- I got a Mr. Heauxmeaux
on line one.

- Ms. Cece.
Put her through.

[clearing throat]
[phone rings]

Hi, Cece.
How are you?

- Hi, Jimmy.
Strictly a work call.

We don't have to acknowledge
we matched on Hinge.

- OK, will not.

- Just wanted to share
some big news.

Old Navy wants Dance Mom
to be a brand ambassador.

- Are you serious?
That's huge.

- She's been such a hit
on the show that they're also

committing to a major
ad buy-in for the show

through the end of the year.
- Ah, that's amazing.

Deborah's gonna be thrilled,
although I know

she doesn't like
the color navy

and she hates the word "old,"
but still.

- You'll need to hammer out
the details for her fee.

But knowing their past deals,
I think it'll be

a big payday for you guys.

[phone dings]
Shit, Jimmy.

Sorry, I have to go put out
a fire over at "Chicago Fire."

- Well, if you ever
want to get dinner--

[upbeat music]

- What sucks is,
I think I got sick

from the thermometer itself.

- Was it a butt one?

- Oh, my God!

Oh, the ratings!
We're in third.

We're not last.
- We're not last?

- We're not last.

- Fuck, yeah!
- Oh!

- I mean, this can only help
with talent bookings, right?

- Definitely.

I'm gonna circle back
with Ariana's people.

- Oh, great.
Great.

- In more good news,
the studio wants

Ethan Sommers to come on
to promote "Shadow Soldier."

- Seriously?
Isn't he a serial pervert?

- Alleged serial pervert.

- Oh. OK.

Well, um, is there anyone else?

- You know, we should have
a stand-up on the show.

You could really
change someone's life.

- At this point, our priority
really should be inviting

guests with built-in audiences
'cause that helps build us up.

- Let's just concentrate
on our musical guests for now.

- Perfect.

I saw that Gucci Mane
is in town,

if anyone wants
to come with me or has an in.

[funky music]

♪ ♪

- I don't know,
I just think it's fat shaming.

- And I think
that's fat-joke shaming.

- Let's just do the alt.
- OK.

- Oh, what are you wearing
to the Christening?

- Oh, probably a bulletproof
vest and a hard hat.

The church has been after me
ever since I told that joke

on "Comic Relief VI."
- Oh, yeah.

- My whole set was about
how being an altar boy

seems like a great way
to meet older men.

- Yeah, they're not
gonna like that.

- Yeah, well,
I can't believe DJ's

raising my grandson Catholic.

They stalk me.
They dox me.

Mark Wahlberg
still sends me a rosary

every year--as a threat!

- God.
[sharp bang]

- There you two are!

- Oh, Stacey.

- Stacey,
thank God you're here.

We've been looking
for you everywhere.

We were stuck.
- We were lost.

- Neither of you two
thought to move the chair

that's wedged in the door?

- Whoa, that is weird.
- Yeah, we didn't see that.

That'll do it.
- This is a real fire hazard.

I'm gonna have to report this
to Buildings and Safety.

- That's terrible.
- So much paperwork.

Fiddle!

- [laughs]

- [chuckling]
How did she find us?

- And background and action.

- What is it, Lassie?
[dog barking]

Mama's arm got caught
in the loom?

[dog barking]

Oh, no!

- And cut!

- She was good.
That girl's good.

It's dark, this thing, though.
- Hey, here you go.

- Oh, what's this?

- Um, that is a coconut
and La Roche-Posay.

- OK. Uh, thank you.

- Yeah, Ms. Schaefer says
skin cancer runs in her family

and it's my job
to keep her alive.

[chuckles] So, since
you're covering for her,

I thought you might like them.

Is that young enough for you?
- What are you talking about?

- Ms. Schaefer gets upset when
the coconut isn't young enough,

so we just try
to keep her happy.

- Because if she's not happy,

does she go
into any sort of mode?

- Half-gorilla mode, yeah.
- Yeah, got it.

I'm good. Thank you so much.
- OK.

- Hey!

Why aren't we filming?
We're losing daylight.

- Kayla, where have you been?

I've been covering
for you all morning.

- Some people are doctors.
Have fun!

Also, I was gonna
say thank you,

but you're too busy
complaining,

sucking down my coconut,
using all my La Roche-Posay.

- Yeah, speaking of which,
you can't be demanding

stuff like this
just because you're a producer.

All these PAs
are afraid of you.

I asked one if they'd seen you.

He looked like he was
gonna pee his pants.

- Who cares?
Show him where the bathroom is.

Call it a day.
- OK.

Well, that doesn't
answer my question.

Where have you been?

- I was basically
babysitting Dance Mom.

- She went out partying again?

This woman is celebrating
way too hard.

- I mean, she almost had
to get her stomach pumped.

But that mama really knows
how to boot and rally.

- Oh, my God.

- I took her phone,
deleted her posts,

got some Taco Bell
in her system,

cheesy bean burrito.

Now she's back home
sleeping like she's dead.

- But she's not dead, right?

- I mean, she was snoring like
a foghorn out of both ends.

Had to get out of there.
- Oh, my God.

Dance Mom cannot be acting
like this.

She's a brand ambassador now,
and we're responsible for her.

This is--Ow!
[crunch]

Oh, my God! Oh! Oh!
[dog barks]

- Bad Lassie!
- Lassie just bit me!

- Medic! Medic!

Fuck, I cannot believe
this is happening again.

- What do you mean, again?

- Please don't be mad
at me, OK?

But, yeah, you're the third
person she's bitten on set.

- What? That's a liability
issue, Kayla.

- Yeah, I know.
It's really bad.

She's, like,
crazy super violent.

But we only have four days
left to shoot,

so we can't put her down yet.
[slurps]

- Ow. Ooh, ow.

- God, she really got you!

By the way,
her owners are anti-vax.

Yeah, you're gonna need
a lot of shots.

- ♪ You gotta fight it ♪

♪ Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo ♪

♪ Fight, yeah ♪

♪ Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

- [sighs]

Here you go.

Yeah.
- Oh, my God.

Hi, little fella.

You're much cuter in person.

I'm your grandma...

Aunt Deborah.

Well, you know
you're gonna have to give him

self-defense lessons.

You know, 'cause
if he becomes an altar boy,

he's gonna have to be ready.
- Can--all right.

This is very important
to Aidan and his family, OK?

I'm not gonna negate my
husband's entire belief system

'cause you had some
ancient beef with a dead pope.

All right?

Can you please just be cool,
just for one day?

- Yeah, absolutely.

I will be cool with you

turning this innocent baby
into a papist.

- Thank you.

- Which, interestingly enough,

is just one letter
away from rapist.

- OK, we are not
doing this today.

- OK.
- No, we're not going to.

We're not gonna do it today.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I was just trying to help.

- OK, well, if you want
to help, go steam the bonnet.

- Yeah. I can do that.

- Guess what.

Guess what.
Guess what.

I want to introduce you
to someone special.

Meet your Auntie Ava.

[laughs]
- Ooh!

Oh! [laughs]

Oh.
Holy shit.

- Beautiful baby, hot husband,
thriving career--

women can have it all.

I mean, bitches need
to stop complaining.

- Totally. Look, as a single,
childless woman

who lives in a mall, I agree.
- Right?

- Anyway, I did not come
empty-handed.

I bought AJ some baby books.
- What?

Let's see what we got.
[gasps] "A is for Allyship."

OK.

"One Fish, Two Fish,
Gay Fish, They Fish."

Huh.

- And the little one,
"Ronny Goes Potty Where?"

is about gender-neutral
bathroom use.

I cried when I saw it
at the bookstore.

[chuckles]

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

- Well, I love it.

Thank you so much for the gift.

And you know what?

I actually have a gift
for you, too.

Aidan and I wanted to see
if you would be AJ's godmother.

- Oh, my God.
Are--are you serious?

Is this real?

- As real as the topaz
on my limited-edition

D'Jewelry cross.
[chuckles]

- Oh, my God, I--
Wow.

I-I'm honored.

I would love to.
Yes, I accept.

- Yes? Yay!
- [chuckles]

- Oh, yay.

[chuckles]

- I'm gonna get him
a teeny, tiny little jacket.

- OK.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Hi.
- [screams]

- Oh!
- God, Kayla! Jesus Christ!

- You scared me!
- You scared me!

How did you get into my house?
- We share a cleaning lady.

What, like, I'm not gonna have
her make me a key?

- OK, this is a violation.

We got to hire
an HR person today.

- It's urgent.
Did Cece CC you?

- Did Cece CC me?

- Did you check your email?

- Kayla, you know
that I don't look at a screen

until after I have
a full glass of lemon water.

- OK, diva.
Well, guess what.

Old Navy is revoking
their offer to Dance Mom.

- No. What? Why?
- Yeah.

Because they said that they
found some "troubling posts"

on her social media that don't
mesh well with Old Navy values.

- I thought you scrubbed
her social media.

- I did!
But I missed her Pinterest.

- Excuse me, how can
a Pinterest board be troubling?

- The stuff she was
pinning was nuts!

Softcore BDSM, hardcore ASMR,

women throwing peanut butter
on themselves--

I hope it was peanut butter.
- Ew, what?

- Cake farts,
a lot of rugby fails.

- What is a rugby fail?

- It's when a rugby player
falls and one of his balls

pops out of his tiny shorts.
- Fuck.

All right, we got to
go take care of this.

Let me just get my water.
- OK, hurry!

Also, you're having
a rugby fail.

- What?

[bell tolls]
- Marcus. OK, pretty in pink.

- Holy Trinity is back, baby.

- [laughs]
- Oh, I'm the ghost one.

- [chuckles]
Congratulations, Deborah.

- Thanks, sweetie.

Oh, I see Aidan.
I should go say hi.

- Yeah, good.

- So? You don't call?
You don't write?

- I texted you yesterday.

- You did?

Oh, my phone's been on silent.

Well, I want a good seat,
so I'm going in.

[chuckles]

- You look great and relaxed.

- Oh, thank you.

My hair's starting
to grow back.

- Oh! OK.

Wow, yeah, that's--
I can--I believe you.

- It's just baby hairs
for now,

but it's definitely
regenerating.

- Yeah, totally.

Hey, pretty soon,
you'll have dandruff like me.

- [chuckles] Can you believe
DJ had a fucking kid?

- No.

[reverent choral music]

♪ ♪

- I baptize you,
Aidan Callum Paladecki, Jr.,

in the name of the Father

and of the Son

and of the Holy Spirit.

♪ ♪

- This priest has
no stage presence, am I right?

- Total snooze fest.

- Behold the Lamb of God.

Behold Him who takes away
the sins of the world.

Blessed are those called
to the supper of the Lamb.

congregation: Lord, I am not
worthy that you should,

but only say the word,
and my soul shall be healed.

- Body of Christ.
- Amen.

Body of Christ.
- Amen.

- Blood of Christ.
- Body of Christ.

- Amen.

- Blood of Christ.
- Amen.

- Body of Christ.
- Amen.

- No.

No, Mom, you may not
receive Communion.

- When the hell did you become
a Eucharistic minister?

- How do you even know
what that is?

- "Know thy enemy."
That's from the Bible.

- No, that's
from "The Art of War,"

which I know
because you made me read it

when I was in the fourth grade.

- That's right.
You're welcome.

- [clears throat]

- Body of Christ.

There you go.
- [choking]

- Body of Christ.
- Blood of Christ.

- Mm.

[slurps]

Ugh.
Ooh, that's not bad.

- Mo--

- Mm.
- Mom, come on!

Stop it.
- Let go.

- Stop it.
- Let go.

- Ladies, please.
- Those crackers are dry!

- Speaking of dry--

[all gasp, baby cries]

- [gasps]
Jesus fucking Christ!

[gasps]
Sorry. Sorry.

- You know, if you
believe that magic,

you can get your guy
to turn that back into water.

- Mom!
- What?

- [sighs]
Forgive us, Father.

We'll be right back.
- [coughing]

We'll be right back.
- [clears throat]

Just let go.
- That's it! You listen to me.

You listen to me
very carefully.

All my life, you have
ruined every major event...

- Wha--
- Every birthday party,

prom, the grand opening
of Wet Seal!

But you know what?
I'm fine with it.

I've made my peace with it.

But you will not ruin anything
for him.

Do you understand me?

The cycle of narcissism
stops here.

Or else.

- Oh, you're threatening me?

You sound just
like Pope John Paul II.

- Yeah, I am,

because if you ruin anything
for my gorgeous,

perfect genius baby,
so help me God,

I will go something
known as LC...

low contact...

or NC, no contact.

And you will have
no relationship with him

or me, period.

You understand?

Don't answer!

You're in time-out,
little girl.

[organ music playing]

♪ ♪

- "Jurassic Park."

♪ ♪

- This is Dance Mom's rental?
- I know, right?

[doorbell rings]

- Oof.
[sighs]

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Hey, you guys.

Come on in.

[yawns]
- OK.

- Oh, my God.
- Place is huge.

- Yeah.
10 or 12 bedrooms, I think.

- Um, you might want to close
your robe a little bit.

- We can see your chichas.

- I'm just airing
everything out.

Frederick's of Hollywood
just rides up

and suffocates the goods.

- Holy shit.
What is the rent on this place?

- 25K.

- [scoffs] You're spending
$25,000 a month?

- No, a week.
- Oh.

- I'm renting from
Adam Levine and Behati...

Behati.

Adam's been really cool.

I just have to Venmo him if
I want to extend another week.

And we've been... texting.

- Oh.
- Oh, my God.

- Maybe just direct deposit him
or something?

- Yeah.
- Looks like you had a party.

- OK.

So what's going on?

More good news?

- Bad news, actually.

Old Navy is revoking your deal
because of your social media.

- Oh, well, their loss.

- No, our loss--your loss.

They just took back $1 million.

- Sucks for them.
I already spent it.

- You already spent
a million dollars?

- Yeah, girl, it's not hard
when you're living it up.

- It's been 48 hours.

- LA is expensive.

Shit.
- Oh, my God.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- Stop! Stop!

- That's bad!
That's bad for you!

- [groans]

Steve Nash.

- That's really dangerous, OK?

And think about your children.

What kind of example
are you setting for them?

- Oops, I guess
I should tell you,

I don't have any kids.

- What?
- That I know of. [chuckles]

- Yes, you do.
You're Dance Mom.

- That's just my screen name.

I wanted to go
with Mother of Dance,

but that was already taken by
some Janet Jackson freak fan.

And so I'm Dance Mom.

It's not my fault if people
assume I have kids.

- Sorry, but it's
absolutely your fault.

- You are constantly talking
about how much

you love your kids
in your videos.

- I'm talking about my dances.

My dances are my kids.

I'm Dance Mom, Mother of Dance!

What are you not understanding
about this?

[sighing]

I'm so sorry.

I haven't offered you
anything to drink.

Y'all want a BuzzBall?

I have green and white flavor.

- I mean, I guess
I'll take a green.

- No, thank you.

We're not having a BuzzBall.
We're good.

[doorbell rings]
- [gasps] That's my new Ducati.

Adam says he wants
a picture of me on it.

- Ew!

- Oh, my God.

- It's a hard choice, I know.

Why don't you pray on it?

Blessings.

[clears throat]

- May I be taken
out of time-out?

- Depends.

What do you have to say
for yourself?

- That I've heard you,
and I would never,

ever ruin anything for him.

- Good.

And if that is true,
then you may remain in RC,

regular contact.

- You know, DJ, I know
you think that this is all

about my personal beef,

but there's a lot
about all of this

that I am not wild about.

- Yeah, I understand that.

But, listen, I just
want to give my son

what I wish I had as a kid.

- I gave you plenty
of access to gay men

in robes who loved singing.

- [sighs] I didn't
have a community

growing up like Aidan.

And I was a really lonely kid.

- You were surrounded
by comics

in every greenroom
we ever visited.

I mean, you and Dennis Miller
were pen pals.

- And that was weird!
- Why?

- Oh, ugh, you know what?
Let's just--let's stop.

Let's stop talking
about that, OK?

- OK.
- The bottom line is,

this is important to Aidan
and his family.

And I don't think that you
should be criticizing people

for believing in something

when you have never believed
in anything.

- OK.

Um, look,
I mean, maybe I don't.

I--but, I mean, do you believe
in this, really?

- Oh, no.

No. No, I believe in this.

- A...

chunky crucifix.

- No, this gorgeous cross
made out of hematite.

Now, hematite

is just a normal-looking
mineral, right?

But if you toss it
in a tumbler for a few days,

it turns into this
beautiful, shiny stone.

Right?
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Did you know they found
hematite on Mars?

I mean, what does that
even mean?

- I-I don't know.

- And did you know
that seashells

grow in the same pattern
as the Fibonacci sequence?

- Mm.

- Are you seriously
gonna tell me

that there's not a higher power

when we are surrounded
by all of this crazy, freaky,

natural hidden beauty?

- This still doesn't explain
why you became

a Eucharistic minister
in a Roman Catholic church.

- Oh, that's marketing.

Oh, yeah, I'm getting face time
with new customers

every single Sunday.

I've sold more product
in two months

than I have in the last
three years combined.

- Whoa.
OK, I-I can get behind that.

- Oh, yeah,
these Jesus freaks,

they come with a lot of cash
for the collection basket.

[chuckles]
They're sitting ducks.

- Why didn't you
tell me this before?

- I don't know.

Maybe my religion
is pissing you off.

- Hmm. That would explain
the eye shadow you're wearing.

- You looking
to go back to NC?

- Mm-mm, no.
I like RC.

- OK, I'd walk away before
you say something stupid.

- OK.

- Why don't you hit
that confessional booth?

- [laughs]

Dude, being
in a Catholic church

is just reminding me
of all the stuff

I just do not fuck with--

the ingrained misogyny,
the rampant abuse,

forcing children
to read Latin.

- Oh.

- But don't tell anybody,
'cause I'm the godmother.

- That's major.

My godfather, Scott,
was the best.

He was so smart
and accomplished.

He taught me
long division early,

so when we got to it in school,
I secretly already knew how.

Just destroyed
everyone in class.

Bam, bam, bam!
- Whoa.

I haven't done math
in, like, nine years.

I'm more
of a verbal-skills bitch.

- Huh.

And he helped me figure out
how to come out to my family.

I don't know what I would
have done without him.

- OK, this is sounding like
a lot of responsibility.

You're kind of freaking me out.

- Oh.

Ava, honey, there is no reason
to be freaked out.

You'll never be
as good as Scott.

He's a member of Mensa.
- [scoffs]

OK, OK, OK, enough.
Let's--let's go back inside.

- You go.
I'ma head out.

- What?
No!

You cannot get me high
and then ditch me.

We're in this together.

- We are not.

I just realized I can leave.

There were so many years
where I would have to be

right back in that church,
but now I don't.

See you around.
- Marcus.

No.

[sighs]

- Thank you guys so much
for coming, again.

- Of course.
- We really appreciate it.

- Yeah. Bye.

- Hey, I'm really sorry
to renege,

but I do not have what it takes

to be a single
working godmother.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm not stable at all.
I'm a lunatic, OK?

I had a psychotic break
at work.

I smoked weed at a baptism--
this one.

I can't do long division
at all.

I'm so sorry,
but the deal's off.

- I don't need you
to teach him long division.

I'm not raising a nerd.

- Still, if you guys die,

I am not the right person
to be his spiritual guide

or his legal guardian.

- I don't need you
to be his spiritual guide.

He's got me.

And if we die, Aidan's parents
are gonna take care of him,

not you.

- Oh. OK.
Yeah, that's better.

- I asked you
to be his godmother

'cause you understand my mom.

- Oh.

- You believe in a version
of her that I never could.

I want him to know
that version, not mine.

It's too clouded
with my own bullshit with her.

[gentle music]

I wish I could have
the relationship

that you guys have,
but I can't.

So I think you'd be
the perfect person for the job.

♪ ♪

- OK, I can do that.

♪ ♪

- My mom's nuts.
[chuckles]

Hey, can you sneak
back in there

and fill this
with holy water for me?

- Holy water?

- My next line of D'Crosses
that I'm designing

has little vials
of the stuff in it,

but I can't risk
getting caught, you know,

and getting stripped
of my Eucharistic ministership.

They're very strict...
about some things.

- Godmama got you.

- Thank you.

[mellow music]

♪ ♪

- What's wrong, Aunt Deborah?

- Oh, DJ accused me
of not believing in anything.

I don't know.

I was just thinking about that.

- Well, everybody
believes in something.

Like, what do you think
happens when we die?

- Well, I don't believe
in heaven.

- Totally.

- But I do believe in hell.

- What?
- Oh. Oh, yeah.

No, there's got to be a place
where truly wicked people--

and I'm talking, you know,
pedophiles, murderers,

tax auditors--

are punished for their horrific
crimes here on Earth.

- Heaven is fake,
but hell is real.

We need that on T-shirts.

- Great.

That T-shirt will be my legacy.

Give one to little AJ.

It'll be the only thing
he learns from his grandmother.

- What do you mean?

- My grandson
is gonna be a Catholic

living in another state
with somebody else's last name.

[sighs]

- I promise you,
he will know you.

- Well, I hope I'm around
long enough that he gets to.

- You will be.

And you have
this incredibly rare thing.

You have an amazing body
of work that he can always see.

That's another way
he'll know you.

That's why we have
to be sure we're making

the best show we can.

- What about you?
What do you believe?

- I don't know.

I think, when we die,

our bodies just become
useless husks.

That's why I'm always saying,
fuck my corpse.

- Excuse me.
What?

- OK, sorry.

Make love to my corpse.

- OK, you can get out now.

- OK, could you just
drop me off by that Aritzia?

Well...
- [sighs]

- Peace be with you.

- And also with you.

[seat belt buckle clicks]

- You know, I think
you do believe in something.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[laughter]
- My name's Ahamed Weinberg.

That's my real name.

My dad's a Jew
who converted to Islam.

He's the only one to do that.

My mom's white, too.
She converted from Catholicism.

The answering machine
in my house growing up

was, "As-salaam alaikum.
You've reached the Weinbergs."

That's true.

"Please leave a message."

Nobody left a message ever.

Have fun, dude.

[sighs]
- Hey.

- Uh, hey.
- Great set.

- Thank you so much.

It's--it's so nice
to meet you.

- You're welcome.
Nice to meet you, too.

What are you doing Friday?

- Does anyone here
believe in God, by the way?

- Yeah!
- Whoo!

- OK, a few guys.

Does anyone here
believe in ghosts?

- Yes, sir!
[audience cheering]

- Way more.
That's so weird.

[laughter]

That's very LA.

Do you believe in God?
No.

Do you believe in ghosts?
Oh, yeah.

Dude, I don't believe
in a man in the sky.

I'm not stupid.

But there is a guy
in the kitchen, for sure.

[laughter]

All right, guys,
that's my time.

Thank you so much.
Really appreciate it.

Thank you.
[cheers and applause]

- Come over!
Come over.

[The Joubert Singers'
"Stand on the Word"]

Give it up for Ahamed Weinberg!

[cheers and applause]

♪ ♪

- ♪ That's how
the good Lord works ♪

♪ That's how
the good Lord works ♪

♪ That's how He works ♪

♪ That's how
the good Lord works ♪

♪ That's how He works ♪

♪ We must not question
the good Lord ♪

♪ Have faith in God
and trust His word ♪

- ♪ We don't know how ♪

♪ We don't know when ♪

- ♪ To see this day ♪

♪ Whom we shall serve ♪

♪ We must not question
the good Lord ♪

♪ Have faith in God
and trust His word ♪

- ♪ We don't know how ♪

♪ We don't know when ♪

- ♪ To see this day ♪

♪ Whom we shall serve ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ ♪