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A mother lost her son!

Have you no heart, Judge Wilson!

I want both our families to meet.

Pick you guys up here around 6:00?

(cell phone buzzing)

Melina: We're planning a disruption.

We need someone to livestream the action.

Melina: You can't stop filming no matter what.

Patrisse: We also need it for our safety.

Lindsay got me a spot. I'm going to do my tight-five.

Actually, I don't want you to come.

(exhales forcefully)

Have you ever dated anyone

who's over, say, a size 2?

If you just lost 30 pounds, you could get any man you want.

So you do love Dennis?

I have something I need to tell you.

Jennifer and I are going to try and work things out.

We actually just signed the divorce papers.

Evan: This is Kendra Zahir.

Kendra is here to oversee

daily operations.

Kendra: We need you to step down as team leader of your app.

I never should have gotten involved with you.

And to see your lying face every day.

Mariana: No wonder he's upset. I'm on his side.

Callie: Mariana, you're my sister!

You're supposed to have my back!

I decided to move in with Jamie.

I'll get the rest of my stuff this weekend.

(gasping)

(sobbing)

(siren wailing)

(buzzing)

-Hello. -Jamie: Hey.

Are you okay?

No.

Pa-pa-pa

Pa-pa-pa pa-pa

Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa pa-pa

And then we'll find our peace of mind

You and me, Bel Ami

Pa-pa-pa pa-pa

Melina: In Black Lives matter, we fight for our people

whose lives are stolen by police.

Woman: Yes, we do!

Jamal Thompson was only 19 years old

when he was killed,

Patrisse: Judge Wilson, we are here today to...

So Judge Wilson didn't press charges

but he filed a restraining order against me.

Look, you're not likely to cross paths.

If you do, you need to leave wherever you are.

Immediately.

Patrisse: ...right side of history.

Melina: Jamal Thompson was only 19.

He was his mother's only child.

And she lost any hope at justice

because of Judge Curtis Wilson.

Patrisse: Judge Wilson consistently

favors police over victims.

And we are demanding Judge Wilson

is not appointed to Appellate Courts.

All right, you've made your point, it's time to head out.

They have the right to protest.

Patrisse: Do not allow this judge

to build his career off of our death.

By stacking the courts with Judges like Wilson,

not only is justice for Jamal threatened

along with the thousands of others killed by...

But it challenges settled law like Roe v. Wade.

It's about the civil rights of marginalized people

which are now in jeopardy.

I am going to ask you once

to vacate the premises.

These women are simply exercising

their legal right to free speech!

You have five minutes before we physically remove you for trespassing.

Shame on you.

Man: Just take them out now!

Come on. You don't want to get arrested.

Judge Wilson is a good man.

Jamal's life mattered!

All protesters: Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

-Let's go -(chanting continues)

Justine: You gave them five minutes!

This arrest is unjust.

They did not give you time to disperse!

You should not be arresting them!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

Jamal's life mattered!

I got kicked off my app. My app, my baby.

And this "fixer" is gunning for me.

I could lose my job, and my boss

isn't even returning any of my texts

because, well, I'm sort of responsible for him getting sued.

But what does Callie do?

Moves out and she leaves me a note.

A note.

At least she gave you written notice.

Kelly: Personally...

-I never thought she fit in here. -Who?

Mariana: Callie moved in with Jamie.

Did you hear I got kicked off my app?

No. Why?

Well, I'm being singled out

for exposing the gender pay gap.

Does that mean that Claire's in charge now?

No. I'm still in charge.

Well, not officially.

Nice hoodie by the way.

Thanks.

I'll write a good review about it if you pay me.

He didn't pay for it. Elijah did.

-So, was that-- was that all he paid for? -Gael: Yup.

You're an asshole.

Uh, I'm a truth teller.

-Every group needs one. -Okay, I'm sorry.

Does no one care that my sister abandoned me

at the worst possible moment?

-Not really. -Of course we do.

Actually, I appreciate people who tell the truth.

-Hey, has anyone seen Malika? -Davia/Mariana: Hey.

-Mm, check her loft. -Haven't seen her.

Kelly: Oh, you know what?

I think you should check your Insta tags,

'cause I didn't know Jeff had a wife.

Mariana: Her tags? Are you stalking her?

Maybe.

(chuckles)

"How? Did she sit on it?"

(coughs)

Sorry. Not funny.

-Hey. -Hey.

How you doing? Hey.

-Hey. -Isaac: What's up, man?

-Ready to meet the fam? -Dom: Yo.

Malika's not here. And she's not answering her phone, so...

(thumping heartbeats)

As soon as Lindsay found out she was happy

with someone else, they wanted her back.

(patrons chatter, laugh)

Joey had an affair with my girlfriend.

They broke us up.

Woman: Hello!

I just don't trust them.

Hey, um...

So, I just came out to my parents.

(cheering)

(clears throat)

Thank you.

They were great, you know,

they gave me a rainbow-colored duvet.

You know, as long as I don't cut my hair

or tell any of the other family members,

then they're 65 percent on board.

(laughter)

Which is cool, 'cause I'm only like 65 percent on board

with the stuff that they do, you know.

For example, my mom uses hashtags in her text messages.

-(laughter) -Alice: Yeah.

"See you tomorrow," hashtag #familyiseverything,

hashtag #chinaforlife,

hashtag #dontbelate, hashtag #wearabra.

With... with a bitmoji...

Drinking a margarita on a unicorn.

(indistinct)

...stuff the Peking duck and call it a day.

...super impressive 'cause she thought

a fist bump was a sex position.

(laughter)

I'm Alice Kwan. Thank you.

(cheering and applause)

-You came. -Yeah.

Look, I don't want my past with Lindsay

to interfere with my future with you.

Well said.

You just think of that right now?

No, I... I definitely rehearsed it.

These are for you.

-You killed it up there. -Thanks.

Fantastic set.

Thanks to you.

You know Joey.

Hey, good to see you, Lindsay.

It's nice to see you too.

You're both "thems."

Just something in common.

(horns honking)

(cell phone beeping)

Can I come in?

What's up?

Okay, you know what? I don't need you defending me.

I thought you got that after my mother was here.

But I am a proud fat bitch.

So, just stay off my ex's ex's Instagram

and go back to whatever emaciated

20-year-old you're hiding in there.

Because I know it isn't Jennifer, okay.

She told me that you signed the divorce papers.

(smacks lips)

Is that all?

Yeah, Dennis,

that's all.

(door slams)

(yells)

True story

No glory, let's go

Yeah, the old me used to love a Gemini

Like a threesome, messin' with him every night

A lotta two-faced people show me both sides

So I figured out I gotta be my own type

They used to say to get a man

You had to know how to look

They used to say to keep a man

You had to know how to cook

But I'm solo in Soho

sippin' Soju in Malibu

It's a me, myself kinda attitude

'Cause I'm my own soulmate

I know how to love me

I know I'm a queen but I don't need no crown

Look up in the mirror like "Damn, she the one"

One, one, one, one, one

She the one, she the one

Damn, she the one, she the one

She the one, she the one

Bad bitch in the mirror like "Yeah, I'm in love"

Look up in the mirror like "Damn, she the one"

-Hey. -Hey.

I need you to do something for me.

So this is the room where it happens.

What's that all?

I'm remodeling.

Really?

'Cause it looks like you're giving up on your dreams

because you found out your boyfriend paid someone

to write what's true...

that you're a great artist.

So, you need my help with something?

Yeah, I want to make a video.

Oh.

So after I told Teresa

that I'm helping Marcus with the class action,

she retaliated by giving me

a bunch of extra work to do.

So now, you have even less time to study for the bar?

Yes, but, now I have a quiet place to study.

Thank you for letting me stay here.

It doesn't have to be temporary.

No.

Moving in together is a big step.

Mm-hmm.

I want us to be ready.

Besides, I haven't even told you I love you yet.

So... is this your way of telling me?

Or just reminding me?

(cell phone beeps)

Why is Ben texting me?

Is Malika here?

Uh, in her loft.

(crying)

Hey.

I hope tonight wasn't too weird.

-With Joey, I mean. -Lindsay: Nah.

Joey and I are cool. We're both "theys"!

How'd you like to open a show for me in a couple weeks?

For real?

In the comedy capital of Sacramento.

-Sacramento? -Mm-hmm.

Like, an overnight?

Yeah. Our food and hotel room is paid for.

Hotel... room?

I'll sleep on the couch.

Just kidding. You'll sleep on the couch.

So, just to be clear...

Oh, hey, not to worry.

I do not want you to think that

just because you've only done stand-up once

and I barely know you

and I did try to kiss you,

that I'm inviting you out of town as some sort

of elaborate ruse to seduce you

and break up your relationship with the person

who broke up mine.

I don't want you to think that.

O-kay.

I won't?

And I guess I could use

some free shower caps and mini-soaps.

-I just need to check my schedule. -Sure.

Get back to me tomorrow.

Thanks, again.

It's not a violation of the restraining order

if you didn't know he was there.

It is if she didn't leave.

I couldn't bail on everyone.

How much trouble am I in?

It's a misdemeanor level offense.

But... you could be sentenced up to a year in jail.

Mariana: What are you doing here?

I thought you didn't live here anymore?

(door opens)

(door slams shut)

Your Honor.

Callie.

How are you?

Your friend violated a restraining order.

She didn't know you were gonna be there,

or that the disruption was targeting you.

I find that hard to believe.

Even if she didn't know,

she didn't leave when she found out.

She was under pressure.

To participate in an attack

on me and my reputation.

And you expect me to give her a second pass for that?

I will not continue to be harassed.

Not by you and certainly not by her!

(muffled): Are you okay?

I'm a Fat Bitch, not a Sad Bitch

Don't you forget it I'm a Savage

Booty so fat, ain't average

Makes the boys wanna have it

Makes all the ladies think they want it

All my big girls, put your hands up high

Move your hips and shake 'em big ol' thighs

I need someone artistic

to help me shoot a clapback music video.

For the 'gram.

So when you're called a fat bitch

Here's what you do

Put a smile on your face

And tell them, "thank you!"

Keep on walking

Keep on walking and you do you

You know fat bitches run the world

We run the world

Oh my god!

I think you just unleashed my inner fat bitch!

Uh, you're welcome. Thank you.

For decades,

the tech industry has denied women

their seat at the table

with glaring wage gaps,

sexual harassment,

limited opportunities.

I'm here to fix that,

at least at Speckulate.

So over the next few days, I'm going to be speaking

to each of you individually to hear your concerns

and also to investigate the leak

of confidential personnel information

that has the potential to hurt everyone

going forward.

Also...

I brought cupcakes.

-I think she's full of shit. -And her cupcakes suck.

Well, when they brought her in to "fix" Coche,

20 percent of their staff got laid off.

Rachel: If she really wants to "fix" all the ways that we're oppressed,

why does she care who published the men's salaries?

And why'd she take me off my app?

Casey: This is why I didn't want anything

to do with leaking the salary information online.

I-I knew this would happen.

They can't prove that we did it.

Other than we stood up and said we did it.

Mariana: Okay, we just say that we were doing it to protect

Angela from losing her job. Which is true.

Yeah. And then she lost her job anyway.

Mariana's right. If we all stick together, they can't fire all of us.

Well, they will if we don't get back to work.

Hey, Claire?

Um, I wanted to talk next steps on the launch.

Oh, we're retooling the donation interface.

We should be cranking through QA.

I think retooling is the priority, since QA will flag it.

Well, we don't know that.

Well, I had to make the call on the spot.

And since you're not officially on the team...

-It's still my app. -Of course.

We just might not always have time

to run everything past you on the DL.

Of course. But you know I'm always a text away.

Of course. If there's time to text.

Of course.

(sighs)

(knock at door)

You wanna get drunk?

That's new.

I can't believe Claire is making all of these decisions

about my app without even asking me. Oh!

Sorry.

Why are we in the supply closet?

Because everyone's having secret meetings on the roof now.

-Ohh. Bummer. -I know.

It was our place.

Well, after it was mine and Callie's place,

but now we have no places.

Have you two talked?

Don't change the subject.

I bet you could get your app back if you just told Kendra

where you got the salary information.

-I can't throw Angela under the bus. -What about Evan?

Why would I throw him under the bus?

He knows that you posted the salaries online, right?

Aren't you worried he'll tell Kendra?

He wouldn't do that.

Have you heard from him?

No.

I haven't seen him

and he hasn't answered any of my texts.

I just thought that Amanda had feelings for him.

I know, "you told me so."

Hey, you live, you learn.

Maybe if I just talked to Amanda--

Or you don't learn.

Okay. Well, I have to talk to Evan.

'Cause if he's against me, I'm done here.

(latch rattling)

Uh...

Hand soap.

Found it.

If I weigh in

You'll give me a reason to say it

I've been tilting over...

Man on phone: Is this Curtis Wilson?

-Yes. -Man: Do you have a son named Tate?

I... do.

Man: Mr. Wilson, we regret to inform you

your son is deceased.

Scattered with our words never spoken

Wilson: Is that my son?

I want to see my son.

Remind me of the love we've wasted

If we're searching for the same thing

Then why are we still suffering?

Tate: It's just one more month.

We can't pay your rent for the rest of your life!

I'm not asking you to.

I-I'm sober.

Okay? W-w-what more do you want from me?

Your career is not your sobriety.

You need to get a job

or go back to school.

-To be somebody. -Like you?

Yeah. No, thanks!

Well, there are worse things than being like me.

Are you kidding me?

I'm ashamed to tell people that my father is a judge

who lets cops get away with shooting people.

Yeah?

Well, back at you.

You think that I'm proud to tell people about my son

the addict

who dropped out of college

and wrapped his car around a tree?

You want to talk about being ashamed of someone?

If we're searching for the same thing

Then why are we still suffering?

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh

He wasn't responding to my texts or calls

since yesterday afternoon.

So I came over,

and I could hear his phone ringing inside.

That's when I called the police to do a wellness check.

-Wilson: Where was he? -Detective: He was found by officers in his bed,

deceased.

There was a small pill bag on the table

and alcohol in the refrigerator.

Do you know the passcode to this?

No.

Are you checking the pill bag for prints?

There's no sign of foul play.

Someone sold the drugs to my son.

That person can be charged with second degree murder or manslaughter.

With no proof of tampering, legally I can't--

Don't tell me about the law. I'm a federal judge!

Sorry to keep you waiting.

I was just dealing with tenant issues.

Toilets again?

Yeah. I should be buying stock in plungers.

I see you met Sumi?

Um, I just, uh, popped in to give you my rent check

and... Lindsay Brady!

I was just telling them how we've been huge fans of theirs

since the early Insta days!

And now you're famous!

I mean, I'm not that famous.

Although I do get mistaken

for James Dean every now and then,

which is cool because he's very hot.

But weird, because he's very dead.

Cool. Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool.

Uh, you know, we actually have

a bit to work on.

Yeah. We're going on the road together. I'm opening.

They're closing. We're like a door.

But we don't swing!

-Where's the show? Maybe I'll come. -Sacramento.

You hate long drives.

She gets car sick.

Not when I'm driving.

Uh, what about, you know, all those hoed fields

on the way that depress you, you know,

remember your existential crisis on the way to Bakersfield?

Oh, right.

Maybe I could take the train. I love trains.

She does love trains.

Lindsay: Well, let me know.

We'll have to put you on the list.

Okay, I will.

Uh... the check is on your desk.

-See you later. -Mm-hmm.

What's her deal?

She's my ex.

Would it be weird if I asked her out?

I mean, she just pulled this runaway bride thing recently,

so I don't know if she's ready to jump into

-anything quite yet. -(cell phone buzzing)

This is for all my fat bitches!

Where you at?

It all started in school

All the boys thought I was cool

Funny, smart, a perfect fit

But too bad she's a fat bitch

This is coming together really well.

-Thanks to you. -No problem.

Who exactly are we clapping back at?

- Do you remember Jeff? -Mm-hmm.

(song continues on screen)

Okay, well, he was married.

And I did a shitty thing

by having an affair with him.

I totally own that, but...

his wife called me a fat bitch on social.

Hmm.

'Cause people think calling you fat

is the worst thing that they can call you.

Breaking up a marriage is a moral failing,

but being fat is not.

And it took me a while to understand that.

And to love myself.

Lately I've been letting my mom and...

other negative voices get through.

So this clapback...

is really to me.

I don't know how to keep the negative voices out.

My negative voices.

Why do you get up every morning?

Uh, I have to get to work?

That's not good enough.

What feeds your soul?

My art.

Okay, then.

So I had to work really hard to love my body,

you have to work really hard to love your art.

'Cause the only way to silence those voices is to love yourself

and what you do.

Just commit.

Take charge of your own destiny.

Hmm.

Evan.

-Can I speak with you? -Busy at the moment.

But you can schedule an appointment with my assistant.

Uh, excuse me. When is Evan available?

How about the 10th?

Today's the 11th.

Uh-huh.

Wilson: I have to go home and tell my wife

our son is dead.

Do you want me to drive you?

No.

Thanks for getting me here.

It means a lot.

(gasping)

(crying)

(cell phone buzzes)

Let me know what you intend on keeping

since I paid for most of this stuff.

I'm sorry I left you a note.

I just thought it would be easier

if we didn't make a big deal about it.

And you're really ready to move in with Jamie?

That's like, next step, marriage.

No. It's only temporary.

Until I pass the bar and can afford my own place.

Oh.

It's obvious we both need our own spaces.

Yeah, obviously.

I can leave my shoes wherever I want. That'll be nice.

Um, what was that text you sent me about earlier?

I was at work so I couldn't answer.

Oh, yeah, that was nothing.

I found someone else to talk to.

(buzzing)

Hello.

I hope they put me in the orange jumpsuit

and not the nasty khaki scrubs kind.

This face needs jewel tones to thrive.

You are not going to prison.

I screwed everything up.

Everything.

Is that why you came to me?

One screw-up to another?

It's gonna be okay.

I thought I'd be done in time.

You knew there was a risk of getting arrested

and you still went.

On the night of meeting my family.

Look, I really had no idea that Judge Wilson--

Malika...

I've tried my hardest to show up for you.

You haven't made it easy,

but I've shown you that you could count on me.

And I wanted to think that I could count on you and that you would show up for me.

I will. I want to.

It's just that Melina asked me specifically--

I asked you specifically.

It was my dad's birthday, Malika.

I know activism's important to you,

and I'm not telling you to drop it.

But I just need to know that when it counts,

that we come first.

We do.

I, I just...

I just don't think I believe you.

Can you ever love somebody?

Or keep a piece of your heart to yourself

Can you ever love somebody?

Malika: This is what we're doing now.

Dennis: Yeah, we're doing that.

(clears throat)

So, when're you gonna tell me your secret?

...push it away

Can you ever love somebody?

Truly tell me

Can you ever love somebody?

So, when're you gonna tell me your secret?

Come on. Tell me something I don't know about you.

I'm in love with you.

(clicks tongue) Stop that!

I mean it.

Sometimes when I feel like I'm about to lose my mind,

I bang on my drums until my hands bleed.

Show me.

(exhales heavily)

Okay!

Ah!

Yeah!

Whoo!

-Yeah! -Yeah!

-Ohh! -You wanna try?

-Yes. -Yeah.

(yelling)

(lock beeps)

Jude.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Jamie called me.

I don't remember the moment they told us

that Mom was dead.

I'll never forget it.

Police at our door.

I was mad at her

before they went out.

Wouldn't let her kiss me goodbye.

And then, we never saw her again.

You know, loss is hard enough, but it's the shock,

like, when it happens suddenly,

it just stays with you,

forever I think.

Wilson must be devastated.

He is.

You have to promise me

that you won't take any drugs.

Because you can't trust

where these pills are coming from

or what is in them.

Dealers are lacing everything,

coke, meth, even weed with Fentanyl

to get people addicted to opioids.

And it only takes the tiniest dose,

like, the equivalent of a couple grains of sand to kill you.

You pass out and you stop breathing.

It is not worth risking your life.

You have to swear to me that you will not use anything.

I swear.

Hey, I'm gonna turn in.

-Okay. -Good night.

Hmm. Bye.

Hey.

Ah, nice place to call home.

(both chuckle)

So what happened with Mariana?

We just need a little space.

Never needed space before.

Yeah, well, we're not in high school anymore.

We're adults.

So this is you adulting?

Want to have a sleepover?

Sure.

-(telephone ringing) -(indistinct chatter)

(inaudible)

Claire: (laughing) Yeah.

I'll talk to you later.

Mariana!

Hi.

I was hoping we could schedule

a time to chat tomorrow afternoon,

after I've spoken to everyone else?

O-of course.

And let me know who you want to make the acting team leader

of your app until we get this all sorted out.

I get to choose?

Of course, it's still your baby.

Gael,

I'm ready for you, if you are.

Sure.

Look, I'm sure that we'll get this all cleared up

in the next few days.

But in the meantime,

we've assigned you to another team

to help out.

Which one?

You want me to be team leader?

Interim leader.

What about Claire?

I don't trust her right now.

Evan hates me. All I have is my app.

The launch needs to be perfect.

You're the only one I know who'll make sure it is.

Please.

(sighs)

(Alex sighs)

Welcome back, Mary Ana.

Sam: We've missed you.

Alex: Although I suspect it'll be a short stay

once Kendra finds out you're "Spartacus."

Wait, I thought that no one was Spartacus.

God, no. No one who says they're Spartacus is Spartacus.

How many times do I have to explain this movie to you?

Um, how long do think the "Byte Club" girls will have your back

now that you've made a man their team leader?

Is he a man?

Alex: Well, I think that's how he "identifies."

(reggae music playing over earphones)

(conversation continues, indistinct)

(beeps)

(beeping)

So Sumi met Lindsay,

and now she wants their number.

But that's weird, right?

I don't know, do you want Sumi?

No.

-Do you want Lindsay? -No.

Okay. Then, why not?

Especially if you're worried that Lindsay's into you.

You can't tell anyone that I told you that.

Hey, I'm not the one going around tellin' people

other people are in love with them

and then it turns out that they're not.

How are things with Dennis?

Weird. Thank you.

-Sorry. -Look--

If you really want Lindsay to step back,

then there's no better way

than to fix them up with someone else.

If that's what you really want.

Of course it is.

I love Joey.

(cell phone beeps)

(sighs)

-Hey. -Hey.

I didn't hear you come to bed last night.

-Is Jude here? -No, he left.

-Thank you for calling him. -Yeah.

How do you always know exactly what I need?

Well, I guess I'm just the perfect boyfriend.

-No, you definitely are. -Hmm.

So...

we didn't finish our conversation the other night.

I'm aware.

I do love you.

-And... -Mm-hmm.

maybe...

this, um, living situation

doesn't have to be temporary?

I wish we could take this back to the bed,

but I have a meeting,

-and I gotta shower-- -Yeah, you definitely need to shower.

Yeah.

(laughs)

(cell phone ringing)

Judge Wilson, how are you?

Wilson on phone: I'm okay. I need a favor.

There's a friend of Tate's who I think knows

where he got the pills.

-Where are you? -I'm on my way to court.

Callie: You're at work?

Wilson: I have a trial. Listen...

this friend will never speak to me.

But he might open up to you.

His name is Graham. I'm gonna text you his number, okay?

Okay.

You won me over

Have me wrapped around your finger

You pull me closer

(beeps)

What meant forever to me

Was just another word you knew

Would make me surrender to you

Kendra: I'd like to ask

how you're feeling in general about your job

here at Speckulate.

Actually, not good.

Graphic design isn't what I really want to do.

I'm an artist.

So I just emailed my two weeks' notice.

I might fall but I won't break

Makes me stronger, anyway

Ain't got time to play your games

It's your turn now to watch me walk away

If I see a mistake, I won't make it

(knocking)

Ain't got time to play your games...

Hey.

Walk away

Walk away

Walk away