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EVA: "Ms. Mitchell never truly recovered

"from being ousted from the Articulettes.

"This has led to rumors in some circles

"that she died by suicide.

"As far as we can tell,

"with the recent death of her sister,

Barbara has no survivors."

But that's not true,

because I'm one of your survivors, Barbara.

I'm your granddaughter.

[knocking on door]

TOMAS: Hey, sorry for not calling.

What's wrong? What's happened?

You remember that letter I asked you about?

Of course.

It turns out it was legit.

And it led to some really surprising results.

Oh, no. That money was set up for Barbara's family.

-Her sister... -Gone.

You are looking at all the family

that Barbara's got left.

The trust...

...goes to you?

Why are you so bent out of shape, Anita?

It ain't like it's coming out your pockets.

Yes, it is.

Excuse you?

[scoffs]

But I suppose I should not be surprised

at the ego of it all,

thinking that just because you were the breakout star

for the Articulettes, that you're entitled

to everything that belongs to them.

Other people do have rights, too, you know.

-That is not what I'm saying. -[groans]

What is your problem, woman?

You have all those awards and you have all that fame

and all this damn money,

and it's still not enough for you.

That has nothing to do with it.

You know, there has got to be a black hole in your soul

that makes you resent everybody

who has some type of good fortune.

Or is it me? Is it just me?

You don't think that I deserve the trust

that my biological mother left me?

Would you just shut up and listen?

I set up that trust.

And it's funded with Dupree family money.

? ?

Well, thanks for checking on me, man, but...

you don't got to worry, I'm fine.

JACOB [over phone]: I'm glad to hear it.

You need anything?

No, I'm set.

Just sitting here trying to remember

my Paramount+ password.

Figured while I'm off my feet, I'll binge Survivor.

[laughs softly] I'm glad to hear you sounding okay.

Why wouldn't I be?

You know me, I'm like a cork. Nothing keeps me down.

Besides, Dr. Montgomery said the surgery was a total success.

Yeah, I know, I know, but still.

[knocking on door]

Hey, bro, sorry, I-I got to get off the phone.

-Shanice is here. -All right, look,

just take care of yourself, Derek.

But why don't you just look up your password?

It'll come to me. Uh...

My brain still works, even if my legs

are temporarily out of commission.

Later.

Good afternoon. Ready to start your PT?

What's the point? I'm never gonna walk again anyway.

Derek's spinal cord can still recover,

can't it, Dr. Montgomery?

I mean, it wasn't even severed.

Yes and no.

It was so severely compressed, though,

that it may not be able to recover completely.

But it's possible, isn't it?

It is,

but the best thing Derek can do is focus on physical therapy.

Well, that's great. [chuckles]

You know, because he's such a beast

when it comes to working out.

PT is gonna be right up his alley.

I'm glad to see you taking such an interest in Derek's case.

A good support system

is gonna be vital to him in his recovery.

-Yeah. -And for you, too.

Me?

Situations like these can be almost as tough

on the patient's family and friends.

Just like Derek, you're gonna need to surround yourself

with people who care about you.

-[elevator dings] -Yeah.

Ashley.

Hey, I heard about what happened to Derek.

Come here, come here. Oh, I'm so sorry.

I can't talk to you right now, Andre,

I'm in the middle of a conversation

with Dr. Montgomery.

Um, actually, I was about to run out and grab some lunch,

but Ashley, you have my number, and I want you to know,

you can use it anytime, day or night.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

It means so much.

Okay, now you can talk.

And you can catch me up to speed on what's happening with Derek.

Uh, what's his prognosis?

How long is he gonna be hospitalized?

I have a lot of patients that I have to deal with.

I really don't have time to talk to you right now.

Okay. I get that.

I know you're under an incredible amount

-of pressure. -Yes, I am.

But you'll have to break eventually,

so I'll just, um, hey, I'll just stick around

and we can find somewhere that we can sit,

you can relax and we can talk.

You can tell me how Derek's doing now

and how you're feeling.

Come on, I want you to know that I'm here for you.

You're here for me? [scoffs]

[sighs] Give me a break.

Why should I believe a single word you say?

Well, that came out of nowhere.

What's going on?

You already know.

I'm paralyzed.

And Dr. Montgomery said

I'm probably not gonna get better.

Yeah, that's not what she said and you know it.

Yeah, not in so many words, but the message was very clear.

I'm leaving this hospital in a wheelchair

and I might be in it for the rest of my life.

Or are you gonna tell me I'm wrong?

No, because we both know there are no promises in this life.

Plenty of people are walking one day and then can't the next.

But there are a good number who, with work,

regain some level of functionality in their legs.

-"Some level"? -Which is better than none.

And unless none is what you're shooting for,

I suggest you set your mind to your physical therapy.

Yesterday, you were all rah-rah

about working hard and doing whatever was necessary

to-to put yourself in the best position to recover.

So what's changed?

I had a chance to sleep on it...

...and I just remembered my password.

Hi, Jacob. You busy?

Yeah, I was.

But that's never stopped you before.

What's up, Kat?

So much, actually.

Tomorrow night's the party

for the official launch of the purse line,

which is back on since Chelsea's dad

was able to finesse the situation

and make that incredibly sus lawsuit go away.

Which is awesome, obviously,

but Chelsea and I are both stressy

because everybody who's anybody is gonna be there,

and I'm hoping that includes you and Naomi?

Well, Naomi's planning on going, but I may have to work.

That's too bad. Well, maybe not.

I mean, not that we didn't want you to come.

Of course we would love for you to be there.

Uh, no, it's all good.

Naomi would be happy to rep the Hawthorne family.

Now, is there anything else?

'Cause I kind of got to get back to work.

That's great,

you needing to get back to work, I mean,

because that's actually why I'm here.

With all the craziness preparing for the launch,

I let a few things fall between the cracks.

-Kat, I really don't have time for this. -Such as...

sending that bitch Leslie Thomas to prison

for the rest of her natural-born life?

You set up that trust?

Who do you think set it up? Santa Claus?

I don't know, the record company?

The record company didn't even know Barbara existed.

Dante Green removed her from the group

before we even recorded an album.

I don't know the music business.

I don't know how-how this stuff works, okay?

I thought they were just trying to make things right.

I was trying to make things right.

That's why I set up that blind trust,

and I've been funding it ever since...

Since my mother left this world.

Oh, this is rich.

I mean, I am coming into a fortune and...

and it's all Dupree money.

[exclaims]

[softly]: Thank you, Jesus.

Praise the Lord.

Jesus is so good.

Mm!

So, your mom's the daughter of this fourth Articulette.

Her name was Barbara Mitchell.

She was my grandmother.

I can't believe I'm even saying that.

I didn't even know I had grandmothers.

So, the manager just kicked her out of the group?

They probably didn't have a contract

that would have barred that.

Sorry. Sorry, force of habit.

No, no, it's-it's a good reflex to have.

But if she had somebody like you around, then...

maybe she would have still have been part

of the Articulettes when they hit it big.

As it is, there's almost no information about her.

Like, I had to dig to find this one article

on an obscure fan site.

My grandmother's story is so sad.

I get that, but still,

it must be exciting to-to find out more

about your family history.

I guess it is, but my mother's really the excited one.

She damn near jumped out of her skin

when I saw her earlier.

She got all made and dressed up

just to rub it in Anita Dupree's face.

Anita, thank you so much

for setting up this trust for me.

For you? I didn't do it for you.

I didn't even know you existed until today.

Well, not as Barbara Mitchell's daughter.

Details, details.

I mean, the point is-- and it's a very good point--

is that now I am one of those rich bitches

that I used to envy. [laughs]

And I mean, I can tell you-- between us rich girls--

oof, listen, it came in the nick of time, okay?

I mean, that 50 grand that your son-in-law gave me

so that I could leave town, well, it didn't last

nearly as long as I thought it would.

I mean, I was being hounded by bill collectors, and then

I got this eviction notice for my apartment.

But-but now? [laughs]

You are just itching to collect a trust I set up

in honor of a woman that you are nothing like.

Yes, and I can spend that trust money in honor of her.

And I can live somewhere like this,

in a place just like this,

or maybe somewhere better, of course.

[sighs]

You know, I've always wondered what it was like.

What what was like?

To live beyond the gates.

I mean, you know, I've had a peek once or twice,

mm, the hired help, but sure, okay.

Mona and Jan, they gave me some tidbits from time to time,

but I still felt like an outsider.

Like those iron gates, they seemed like prison

where I was always out instead of in.

And now...

I am right where I belong.

[laughs]

I'm gonna take my rightful place

in the pantheon of Black royalty,

and all thanks to you.

-[hands clap] -This is just too good to be believed.

You're telling me.

Clearly, the official investigation against Leslie

has stalled, despite all the evidence

implicating her to Laura's potassium poisoning

and Leslie running her off the road.

Because we can't directly tie Leslie

to either one of those incidents.

-I thought you understood that. -I did. I do.

But can't you keep investigating until you find more evidence?

[sighs] It's been months.

And Laura deserves justice for what Leslie did to her.

Doesn't it matter that she was almost killed?

Yeah, well, so was my best friend.

So you don't believe that I care what happens to Derek?

Look, I understand that things got a little messy

between the three of us, but that doesn't mean

that I don't care what happens to the guy.

This isn't about Derek.

Then what?

You know what? Forget it.

It doesn't matter.

Hey, it clearly matters very much to you.

And if it matters to you, then it matters to me, too.

Yeah, right.

Ashley, why are you questioning everything that I'm saying?

Because you lied to me,

when you told me that you broke up

with the woman you were seeing.

I didn't lie, and I did break up with her.

Oh, that's not what it looked like from where I was standing.

Ashley, I don't know what you're talking about.

I saw you, Andre.

I saw you and Dani Dupree

all over each other.

Ugh.

Thanks again, Dad, for making this lawsuit go away.

Best father ever?

Not quite.

Best lawyer? You've got that nailed.

I got to go, Dad. Bye.

Hello to you, too.

Well, it sounds like you have everything under control.

Well, I'm glad it sounds that way,

because the truth is, I'm a nervous wreck.

There's still a million things to do,

and another million things that can go wrong

and probably will.

Come here.

And if they do, you will deal with it.

Because you are what? Amazing.

Thanks for reminding me why I love you so much,

and for holding me down to the ground

when I'm going to vibrate off of it.

I mean, how do you stay so calm, cool and collected?

Especially when your job is a hell of a lot more

high-pressure than mine.

It's literally life and death.

[sighs] Most of the time I love it,

so the stress manifests as adrenaline.

Just like you and designing. You love it.

So working until 2:00 a.m., 3:00 a.m. or whatever o'clock

doesn't matter because you're enjoying yourself.

Am I keeping you up?

Oh, God no.

Trust me, I learned during my internship and residency

to sleep whenever I could.

The job's only difficult

when there are tough things you have to do,

like deliver bad news.

But I try to remind myself that however hard it is for me,

it's a lot harder for the patient.

Like, I'm dealing with someone now

who just had his whole world turned upside down.

-Hey. -Hay is for horses, not for people.

And your little TV show can wait,

'cause you and I have work to do.

You may have work to do. I have a program to watch.

I don't want to hear it.

What happened to "the patient is always right"?

Okay, first, that's not a saying.

And second, it is completely normal

for someone in your situation

to yo-yo from determined to despair.

And that's where I come in, to help you find the former

-and moderate the latter. -Oh.

Good luck with that.

That's the problem with luck, Derek.

We don't have control over it,

but we do have control over our choices.

I don't have many of those, either.

And that's where you are incredibly wrong.

You have the choice to be totally dependent

or be able to still do things for yourself.

Yes, you may be in a wheelchair,

but you can still have a good quality of life.

With good upper body strength,

you can still be able to get yourself in and out of bed,

dress yourself.

Many of those things you won't be able to do

if you don't buckle down and do your physical therapy.

So what do you say? We do some PT?

Those big muscles of yours aren't gonna stretch themselves.

Fine, let's do it.

JACOB: Here you go.

I'm so sorry about what happened with Derek.

I know your best friend being injured,

it is a serious strain on you.

-Thanks. -And I'm sorry

for being all in your face about Leslie,

especially when you're already having a rough go at it.

I'm glad you understand.

It's just...

Just what? You might as well spit it out.

It's just that I put so much time and energy

trying to get evidence on Leslie

that it's really frustrating to see her get away with it.

Believe me, I'd help if I could,

but I'm not even allowed to investigate

the theft of a paper clip at the moment.

My dad busted me down to desk duty.

[can pops]

-What happened? -A long story

that ends with me being stuck

devoting my time and energy to paperwork.

How do you keep from wanting to act out and break something?

Okay, wait, so you went from being hyped

about the launch and how all-consuming that is

to being frustrated that Leslie isn't under arrest

and now you're thinking about starting your own crime wave?

-I never said that. -Well, it sounds like

what you're not saying is the issue, so what's up?

Okay, so you're a guy...

Oh, so this is about sex?

-Why would you even think that? -Well, you're not asking

-for my opinion on purses. -Uh, no.

You and your lawyer boyfriend having issues?

Kind of, but not really?

-Kat. -It's embarrassing.

Well, you have to tell me now.

Okay, I could... I could use some advice.

Yeah, for sure. I'll help if I can.

Well, Tomas is hot, but the sex is not.

I'm having a little trouble in that department.

I can't understand why my mother's first instinct

is to always go on the attack.

To figure out how to use information

in the situation to her advantage

instead of just absorbing it.

She sounds like a lot of lawyers I know.

But she doesn't have that excuse, though.

I mean, it must be a big deal for her

to know about her biological mother, right?

I mean, it was for me when I found out about Ted.

And it still is.

Like, I-- even after all this time,

I'm still trying to process that relationship.

And now I'm learning about new grandmothers?

Especially one like Barbara?

It's a lot.

I mean, she died before I even got to know her.

Even meet her.

I mean, it probably doesn't make sense to miss something--

someone-- that I never even knew.

Of course it does,

because you're grappling with the loss of possibility,

of everything that could have been.

That's the kind of thing that can really hit you hard.

But why isn't it hitting my mother hard, too?

Because it looks like all she really cares about

is the money.

So, how much do you pay for a chair like this?

I have no idea.

You should ask an interior designer.

Ooh, that's right. People like us

are able to pay somebody

to go buy our own furniture, right?

Oh, you know, when I come into my money,

I am gonna hire someone to buy a chair for me

just like this.

It's just about the money for you, isn't it, Leslie?

Hmm. Spoken from somebody who is used to having it.

Besides,

it's all I have left of the mother I never met.

The mother I never had a chance to know.

What a shame.

I'm sorry, did-did I hear you say that you're shamed?

You should be.

Because of you...

...I never met my mother.

Because of you, she is not gonna have a chance

to enjoy this money.

You let my mother be kicked out of the Articulettes

and you didn't do anything to stop it.

You have no idea what you're talking about.

And you have no idea what I know.

Like how my mother died.

-You don't know how... -You thought

that you could keep a secret from Barbara's daughter?

Now that all the dirty laundry is out,

please, the Duprees can't wash it clean.

You stood at that reunion

and you sighed and you cried for poor Barbara,

knowing all along that you are the one who...

Stop!

I've had enough.

This conversation is over.

Oh, but I thought that all the Articulettes were sisters.

So since my mother was your sister,

does that mean I get to call you Auntie Anita?

-Hell no. -Oh, okay,

so all this love for Barbara

-was just a bunch of bull... -You need to keep

Barbara's name out of your disgusting mouth.

You don't know a thing about my friend.

Because of you, because of what you wanted,

because of who you were willing to sacrifice.

-You need to get out of my face. -Oh, and all that love

for your "good friend."

Oh, no matter how much

you intentionally hurt her...

I loved her.

No matter how many times you failed her...

You need to get out of my house.

No matter how much you betrayed her

for your own selfish reasons...

I have heard enough of this.

No, you haven't.

You destroyed her...

You better get out of my way.

...to satisfy your own boundless blind ambition.

Y-You saw me and Dani?

[sighs]

The other night, when you said that you were going home

to break up with the woman that you were seeing--

which I now know is Dani Dupree--

unless you were seeing yet another woman.

I mean, you are the player, right?

-No, it was, it was only Dani. -I can't believe I was so blind.

I should have realized it that night

that she crashed our first date at Uptown.

I mean, she was so rude.

But I just assumed that's her default.

It never even occurred to me

that you would be sleeping with your aunt Nicole's sister.

I mean, oh, God, I underestimated you.

Or actually, I overestimated you.

God, I was so stupid.

Ugh, you seemed so sincere

when you said you were gonna be breaking up with her.

-And I did. -You didn't even hear me

when I came in the room.

You two were just too busy going at it.

Unless, I'm sorry, is that some new breakup technique

that I don't know about?

Anyway, I got out of there before you two actually did it,

because... ew.

So that's why you pushed me away.

You lied to me, Andre.

You said you were going home to break up with her,

but you had sex with her instead.

You're wrong, Ashley, on both counts.

Anita, what's going on?

Your wife assaulted me, Vernon.

I can practically feel the scar.

Get that woman out of my house!

You know what? No.

It's just like when Nicole, she attacked me a few weeks ago.

Brutality must run in this family.

I mean, do you know that your daughter,

she actually tried to strangle me to death

at Orphey Gene's, and for absolutely no reason at all?

Oh, I'm sure you gave her plenty of reasons.

Violence is never the answer.

Isn't that right, Vernon?

You know what, I should go to the police

and have you charged with assault,

but I already tried that with Nicole,

and-and your Dupree cop,

uh, your-your granddaughter's husband?

Well, he refused to arrest her.

Yeah, I mean, even though there were plenty

of witnesses there, including your son-in-law.

Yeah, my baby daddy.

I mean, apparently, Ted was-was afraid

to tell the cops that his wife was crazy,

so he didn't do a witness statement against her.

And I have a feeling that you'll probably be the same way.

Right, Vernon?

So I might as well let this one slide.

So I suppose we should say, uh, "Thank you"?

You're welcome.

You are so welcome.

And thank you for having some class.

I...

Besides, I-I wasn't doing this for revenge.

I'm actually doing this for acceptance.

Oh, please.

Just call it what it is.

It's money.

I think this meeting is just about over.

LESLIE: Oh, no. Well, I-I think we need to chat just a little...

? ?

I couldn't care less about the money,

even though she was dangling it under my nose earlier.

As if that's the only thing that matters here.

Because you're not like her, Eva.

You're a good person.

A caring, compassionate person.

Well, don't give me too much credit.

I just think that there's more to this news than money.

I'd think learning more about where you come from for a start.

See? You get it.

I've spent most of my life thinking I knew who I was,

where I came from.

And then my mother tells me about Ted being my father,

and now this?

Like, I mean, who am I really?

It-it feels like I'm trying on all these clothes,

and nothing seems to quite fit.

Like, am I Barbara's granddaughter?

Am I Ted's daughter?

Kat's sister?

And the last one fits the worst, okay,

because it feels like it's a 4XL T-shirt,

and I wear a small.

So wear it as a minidress.

I bet you'd look great in it.

So, how are things with you and Kat, anyway?

You said you two were having issues?

Everything's...

fine.

So Tomas is bad in bed, huh?

Can you keep your voice down?

Relax. These guys have heard it all.

Well, they don't need to know all of this.

But I didn't say he was bad in bed.

I just said I wasn't that into it.

-It's the same thing. -No, it's not.

Tomas could be great in bed for all I know.

Uh, maybe it's not him. Maybe it's me.

Hmm.

Yeah, maybe it is you.

-[laughs] -So this is where

the "you're a guy" thing comes into play.

-Okay. -You're a married man,

so you must have some experience getting it right.

How do I get it right?

Why are you asking me when you already know the answer?

If one of your friends came to you with this same mystery,

how would you advise them to solve it?

I would tell her,

"If you're not sure if it's you or the guy,

"then you should...

have sex with another guy"?

There you go.

I feel terrible for your patient.

I can't even imagine what it would be like

to suddenly wake up and be paralyzed.

I mean, that must be a nightmare.

Man, I've seen a lot worse,

but I agree-- it's a tough diagnosis.

But that's why I try to take a moment every day

to be grateful for every blessing in my life.

Like meeting you.

We're lucky, aren't we?

The luckiest.

I got to get back to the hospital.

I should check in with Kat about the launch party.

She's probably freaking out that I'm out to lunch

while she's doing all the work.

I'll ask around, see if any of the single guys

on the force are willing to help you out with your problem.

Thanks, but I'll pass.

I'll figure things out some other way.

Maybe you should talk to your mother about it.

You think I should talk to my mother about my sex life?

And what happened to keeping your voice down, right?

In what world would I talk to her about that?

Your mother's a shrink, the best in the business.

So you're saying I have a mental problem?

-Thank you. -No.

Honestly, I think you should talk to your guy.

Intimacy-- it changes.

Sometimes it's fire, sometimes it's comfort,

sometimes you're chasing a connection that won't connect.

But at all times, it's about how you're feeling in the moment.

But what do I know? I'm just a guy.

A smart guy.

Thanks, Jacob.

Of course.

You can always talk to me, coz.

Even about your sex life.

Yeah, but definitely next time, in a place more private.

Yeah.

Now...

just find a way to arrest Leslie Thomas

for attempted murder, and I'll love you forever.

-I'll see what I can do. -Mm.

Good luck tomorrow night.

Oh, I don't need luck.

I'm Kat Richardson. I'm gonna kill it.

My money's on you, coz.

You did great.

Aren't you glad you went through with it?

No.

Oh. There's that positive attitude I know and love.

Sorry.

It's okay. I'm just glad you're cooperating.

The enthusiasm will come later.

-You think so? -Mm.

Just wait till you see the new feline therapy program

I've been working on.

I've been thinking about pairing you

with your old pal, Pooneil.

Seriously?

[laughing]: No, I'm just joking.

Did you lose your sense of humor along with your ability to walk?

[both laugh]

Now that's more like it.

I do feel better.

Thank you.

Will you be honest with me about something?

Now, you know I'm always honest, brutal even,

so proceed at your own risk.

If you and I...

If we decided to be more than just flirty friends,

and this happened...

would you still want more?

If we decided to go there,

this wouldn't scare me off.

And before you ask, it won't scare her off, either.

-No, I have to get back to work. -[stammers]

-No, I don't want to hear a single thing. -Hey, hey.

-Don't touch me. -Well, you're gonna listen to me, okay?

I was planning on ending things

with Dani right after I left your place that night.

I sent her two text messages saying that I wanted to talk.

But when she came over to my apartment, she was really upset.

She had just had an awful run-in with Hayley Hamilton,

and it ended in a miscarriage.

-God. -Right.

-That's awful. -Yeah.

And I tried to convince Dani that it wasn't her fault,

but she was a total wreck.

She needed comfort.

And yes, we did kiss.

And yes, our clothes started to come off,

but we stopped. I stopped it.

Ashley, I told her that we couldn't do that,

and she agreed.

Yes, she spent the night, but nothing happened.

The next morning, I woke up, and I ended things,

just like I told you I would.

Because I want to be with you.

I still do.

Ashley...

I believe you.

-Good. Well, can't we just-- -But it's too late.

So you've been telling me the truth.

Well, that makes me feel better, at least.

But when I thought that you weren't...

Your feelings changed?

They became clearer.

-I love Derek. -Right.

And if I hadn't caught you with Dani, then...

it might have taken me longer to realize that.

So the accident?

It sort of shocked me into reality.

I know what it must look like.

I'm just gung ho to tend to him, and calling it love.

But actually, it made me realize that...

You know what? If...

If it were me in that hospital bed,

worrying about my future...

...Derek would be there.

Yup.

And I'd want him to be because...

he's my person, and I'm his.

So, thanks for explaining.

-Ashley, I just want to-- -No.

I need to...

Can...?

I want to get back to Derek.

I'm glad things are good between you and Kat.

They are.

So why'd you come over?

To return this.

Ah.

So what'd you think?

-It was good. -Mm-hmm.

But I'm withholding judgment till I read the third book.

What was it called again?

Love Throughout Time.

Let me grab it for you.

Thanks.

I can't wait to see

if the star-crossed lovers end up together.

-At last. Final guest list. -Mm.

Okay, so on the fam side,

your brother is a "yes," and my sister is a "yes,"

but I'm not sure about Smitty or Jacob.

Oh, Jacob's a "no." He's working.

How do you know that?

I stopped by the PD to check in with him on Laura's case.

I thought that was dead in the water.

It is, but you can't blame a girl for trying.

I just can't bear the thought

of Leslie Thomas getting off scot-free

after everything she's done?

I assure you, coz,

karma will catch up with that woman eventually.

I'd like to think you're right,

but it certainly hasn't caught up with her yet.

I'm starting to think

Leslie Thomas is the luckiest woman alive.

-She's still here? -Vernon was making sure

that I didn't press charges,

and I never had any intention of doing so.

And instead, you'll what?

Hmm. Live up to my legacy.

Hmm.

So the way I see it,

the Articulettes should have, like, another reunion concert

as soon as possible.

And this time,

I can stand in my mother's honor.

-Oh, get out. -And I can be on stage with the three of you.

Get out of my house before I throw you out.

Oh, listen, I understand

that this is a very difficult process for you, Anita,

especially at your age.

-That's it. That's enough. -Oh, listen.

Thank you so much for making me very, very rich.

-We're done here. -I appreciate it.

LESLIE: And I can't wait for our friendship

to blossom. Mwah. Toodles.

? Big girls don't cry?

? Big girls don't lie?

-Get out. -? We don't ask why?

? We say bye, bye, bye.?

Vernon.

I'm going to be sick.

? ?

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