All language subtitles for Katy Keene s01e06_English

[Katy]
After years of dreaming,
I had finally

finished
my Parsons application.

I could have dropped it off
at any mailbox

in Washington Heights,
but instead,

I went all the way downtown,

on the same block
as my childhood apartment.

I guess you could say
I was clutching to the past,

but the thing is,
Parsons wasn'’t justmy dream--

it was my mom'’s, too.

She may have had secrets,

but all I wanted was to share this moment with her--

and K.O.--
but I couldn'’t.

As hard as it was going to be,

it was time for me to move on,
to move forward.

[Pepper]
To Katy Keene,
soon to join the ranks

of Parsons'’ fashion elite.

-Yeah!
-Aw, thank you, guys.

Now I just have to get in.

Yes, but in the meantime
you need to celebrate.

I know. And I know
this might sound stupid,

but I always pictured

sharing this milestone
with my mom.

When I mailed that application,

I imagined her there with me.

That doesn'’t sound stupid, love.

She would be proud of you.

[Katy] And this is also
the kind of thing

I'’d want to share with K.O.,

but, obviously, I can'’t.

Look, I'’m sorry you miss him,
my love, I am.

But you are young,
you are single,

in New York City.

It'’s time to have a little fun.

Starting with that stud
down the bar

who has notstopped
checking you out.

Timothée Chala-may-I-please.

Well, that guy ishot.

Guys, no.

I'’m not ready
to date someone new.

You don'’t need a date.

What you need is a rebound--

with a capital D.

[Pepper]
Yes. Casual is key.

I don'’t even remove a sock

unless there'’s no chance
of emotional attachment.

-[phone buzzes]
-Ooh! Speaking of
meaningless sex,

if you'’ll excuse me.
I have a date.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Go on.
-[Katy huffs]

Guys, I wish
I could be like Pepper,

but K.O. was my first kiss,
my first boyfriend.

I mean, he'’s the only guy that
I'’ve ever, you know, been with.

I'’m sorry,
you'’ve only been with one guy?

Josie, how are you feeling
about the EP?

I will feel better once I
make it through this week.

There'’s the listening party
that Alex planned,

and I still haven'’t told him
that my contract stipulates

that I baby-sit him.
So, yeah.

-[patrons exclaim]
-Ugh!

Can you believe it?
Every day

some new hobbyist queen
who'’s Insta-famous

just strolls in here
like she owns the place.

Well, if it isn'’t
Miss Busted Broadway.

Deveraux,
what you doin'’ here, girl?

I thought you was too good
for Molly'’s.

Just giving back
to the less fortunate.

And scoping out
my future Thursday night gig.

Sis, no, no.

Thursday'’s Ginger's night.

Oh, you haven'’t heard.

The Miss Washington Heights
pageant

just moved to Molly'’s.

Winner gets prime time,

the most lucrative night
at the bar.

And the winner will be me--

Deveraux. [snaps fingers]

[dishes clinking]

Mmm!

What'’s all this, then?

Eggs à la francaise.

-Mmm.
-My Nanima'’s secret recipe.

Mmm!
Your Nanima taught you well.

Do you see her often?

Not for a few years.

We had a falling out.

How heartbreaking.
What happened?

When my parents split,

Nanima wanted me to go to India

with her and my mom.

I wanted to stay, go to Tisch,

and become the next Spike Lee.

She never forgave you?

She tried to bribe me,
with an early inheritance,

but...

[pounding on door]

-Be right back.
-Mm-hmm.

Didi! What a surprise!

You'’ve been avoiding my calls.

We need to talk.

Um...can it wait?

-I have company.
-The Palace found out

that I helped you,
and they fired me.

I am sosorry.

I helped you
get out of the hotel,

I loaned you money,
and you ghost me?

I thought we were friends.

We are. We are friends.

I recently

came into
a new business relationship,

and I'’m expecting a big payday.

So as soon as
the money comes in,

I will pay you twofold.
I promise.

If you don'’t,
I'’m going to the police.

So, Papi, when am I gonna see
one of your drag concerts?

At this point, probably never.

I just found out I lost my spot.

¿Y porqué?What happened?

Because Molly'’s is hosting
some stupid drag pageant,

and now my slot goes to
whatever fame-thirsty queen

has the tightest tuck.

OK, cálmate.

Being angry isn'’t going
to win your spot back.

Show these queens
who they'’re messing with.

I'’m an artist, OK?

Broadway wouldn'’t
give me a stage,

I made my own at Molly'’s,

You still can. Once you win.

Pageantry is in the Lopez blood.

I was Miss Puerto Rico,
remember?

Of course, Mommy,
but all the queens

have been preparing all week.
I'’m too far behind.

Well, it'’s a good thing
you have me to help. Hmm?

Come on.
Let'’s win you that corona.

[Jorge] Aye.

-Off we go. Vamos.
-All right.

On behalf of all of Lacy'’s,
we'’re delighted to host

your royal engagement
announcement photoshoot.

The photographer,
Will Buckingham,

will be set up here
tomorrow morning,

Actually, Errol'’s grandmother
had concerns

that Will Buckingham
is too green.

Grandmother is also a tyrant.

[laughs]

Patricia'’s just a tad nervous.

[Katy]
Well, I heard that Vogue

just promised Will Buckingham
the September issue cover.

So, if anyone'’s going to
make you look like a princess,

-it'’s him.
-[Patricia] OK.

I trust you, Katy, but...

shouldn'’t we consult your family
about aesthetic--

what if they don'’t approve?

Pattie, please.

Can we just have
one thing to ourselves?

Shouldn'’t you...maybe-- OK.

Katy, you understand
the importance of this wedding.

I do. Lacy'’s is planning

an exclusive collection
and window

inspired by the royal nuptial.

Yet, there'’s clearly
trouble in paradise.

Seeing that you have a way
with the prince,

whatever'’s going on,
you need to fix it.

Absolutely. I am happy to.

Gloria, I know this might
literally be the worst time,

but I'’ve been trying to find out
if my mother,

Katherine Keene,
was ever a Lacy'’s employee?

The dragon lady in payroll

refused to
release any information.

Your timing could not be worse.

But if this is the fastest way

to get you out of my office

and onto this royal kerfuffle,

I'’ll look into it.
Now, off you go.

Thank you.

[Josie'’s EP playing]
♪ It could go wrong♪

♪ It could go right♪

♪ But we should try♪

[song ends]

Oh, my God!

Alex, this--
this is amazing.

I can'’t believe you mixed this!

I guess I'’m more than
a pretty face.

All right, let'’s not get ahead
of ourselves, OK?

At least not until after
the listening party.

How nervous should I be?

Don'’t be. You're amazing.

And tomorrow,
some of the top music execs

will get to see that,
including my dad.

And once he hears it,

he'’ll approve funding
for a full album.

What'’s up? Hmm?

Are you having second thoughts
about us?

No! No, no, no, it'’s not that.

It'’s just, my mom is flying
in town for the listening party.

I just want everything
to be perfect, you know,

because if it were up to her,

I would be in law school
right now.

I thought your mom
supported your singing.

Yeah! No, I--

Once upon a time,
but she has her doubts,

and I just--I want her to see
that I'’m doing well...

for once.

Well, you heard it yourself.

Look, the EP is solid.

They'’re gonna love it.

[upbeat pop song playing]

You'’ve gotta feel
the thunder... ♪

Who'’d you sleep with
to get late registration?

Who'’d you sleep with to get
them cheap lip injections?

Molly'’s is my bar, bitch.

Please.

This dump needs a realqueen.

Instead of little boys
playing dress-up

in Holly Hobbie'’s
hand-me-downs.

But I wouldn'’t be
caught dead in those,

especiallynot in front of

the legendary
Miss VeeVee Humble.

Hold up. VeeVee gonna be
at the pageant?

She'’s the special guest judge.

And I'’m her kind of queen--

fierce, fabulous,

and filet-o-fishy.

Mm. Try not
to embarrass yourself.

Drag ain'’t Broadway,

and you couldn'’t even
cut it there.

[snaps]

[Katy]
As I struggled to figure out

how to mend Errol and
Patricia'’s royal relationship,

the world threw me
the ultimate curveball.

And I was reminded of the one
relationship I couldn'’t fix.

Where exactly
did Xandra touch K.O.?

I don'’t want to think about it.

I gotta say,
I didn'’t see those two coming.

Turn.

Maybe they met at Studio 34,

because he'’s working there now.

I just can'’t believe
that he'’s already

in a new relationship--
with a Cabot!

[Jorge] And I'’m not seeing
any signs of K.O.

on Xandra'’s Gram.

-Maybe they just hookin'’ up.
-[gasps]

That'’s not helping.

Regardless of what--or who--

K.O. is doing,
maybe this is a sign

that you should get back
on the proverbial horse.

You'’re right.
I'’m gonna do a rebound.

-[gasps]
-How titillating.
But with whom?

I don'’t know any other
straight guys besides K.O...

-Hmm.
-and my brothers.

-Absolutely not.
[Josie] Hello, I'’m home!

Hey!

Ooh! There is
a certain photographer,

quite a catch, who'’s working
at Lacy'’s tomorrow.

-A certain Will Buckingham.
-[Josie] Guys, really?!

My mom is on her way
from Grand Central as I speak!

I was soaking it,
I'’ll clean it now.

-Thank you.
-[knock on door]

[knocking]

Mom!

Four flights, Josie.

And this neighborhood!

There'’s a transient man
on your stoop

who claims to be
Rudy Giuliani.

[Josie chuckles]

[both laughing]

-Oh!
-Mmm!

[sighs] Oh.

You must be

Katy, Pepper and Jorge.

-Hi!
-Hi!

I'’ve heard all about you.

Thank you for
taking care of my daughter.

Josie is the best thing
to happen to 4B

since we got rid of those mice.

I will shut up now.

This must be your living room-
slash-bedroom.

It'’s so... sea foam green.

So, fill me in.

I want to know everything
that'’s going on.

Patricia wanted
a change in direction--

the regality of Queen Victoria
and Prince Albert.

So...we pulled
contemporary Victorian.

Pattie and I agreed,
Oxfords and chinos.

What'’s wrong with that?

OK.

Hi.

[gasps]
You look perfect!

OK, so, Errol is...

confused.
He was hoping for something...

-more casual?
-Katy.

If you could tell Errol,
I had a chat with his father--

Who wants the pictures
hung between

his bed chambers
and private parlor.

Khaki wasn'’t formal enough.

We could pull you
something with less ruffles?

We agreed to avoid this stiff,
insufferable nonsense.

Tell her--

He wants JFK Jr., not Prince,

and definitely not
Purple RainPrince.

It'’s like he wants
the whole world

to see Pat the bartender
from the East Village!

Remember, Errol fell in love
with that bartender.

But I promise you,
when people look at you,

they will see a princess.

To Patricia, your world is huge

and intimidating.

She just wants to be a princess

for her prince.

I already see her as a princess.

She doesn'’t need to prove it
with clothes.

I have an idea. Don'’t move.

[whispering]

I like it.

And... cut! Let'’s take five.

[indistinct chatter]

Raj, I was just thinking...

your Nanima, was it?

I can'’t imagine
how much you miss her.

Have you ever thought about
reaching out?

I was in a dark place
when my family disowned me.

I just don'’t think I'm ready
to forgive them.

I'’m sorry.

I don'’t mean
to put my problems on you,

but I'’ve never really had
the best relationship

with my family,
and sometimes

it really pains me
how much I miss them.

I'’d hate for you
to feel the same way.

Life'’s too short
to hold grudges, you know?

Just think about it, will you?

Looks great.

-OK.
-[crew member] Um...

Yeah?

[Will]
Beautiful, guys.

Stay just like that.
Hold it, hold it.

-[shutter clicks]
-All right.

Now, let'’s get some

with just the princess-to-be,
shall we?

[kisses]

Good job having them dress down.

These'’ll be killer,
thanks to you,

-Uh--
-[Errol] Katy Keene.

Thank you for helping us.

Who knew being engaged
while royal

could be so stressful?

Making decisions as a couple
is always hard.

That'’s right.

You recently got engaged?

Actually, that didn'’t work out.

I'’m sorry to hear it.

He must be a puddle,
losing you.

Perfect, princess.

[gasps] Mommy!

Your Miss Puerto Rico costume!

I love it!

-Until I met Ginger,
-[sniffles]

I thought I'’d have to be
buried in this outfit.

Come on. Let'’s get to work.

I have the perfect
showstopper outfit for you.

Mama, Katy'’s gonna
make my showstopper.

Bueno, pero,
what about your Q&A?

Ma, it'’s fine,
I'’m just gonna be myself

-and speak my truth.
Your truth?

You'’re in a pageant,
you'’re not testifying in court.

Pageants are about
fitting intothe mold,

not breaking it, OK?

-[groans] Aye...
-Come on.

Pretend you'’re onstage.

OK, smile.

Smile. Smile.

Pero,not too much, OK?

You look a little crazy.
[chuckles] Smile.

-Mm-hmm. OK, now posture...
-Mmm.

shoulders back, belly in,
tatasout.

Eyes wide.

Stare those judges down.

What says...

"gold album maker"?

Well, it'’s not really
a full album.

It'’s more of an EP.
It'’s four songs.

What matters is that a label

is putting their money and time
behind your music.

Well, Mom, I'’m
not signed to a label.

Mr. Cabot of Cabot Entertainment

funded it personally.

Mr. Cabot, as in
your manager'’s dad?

Yeah...

Um, actually,

Alex isn'’t just my manager,

he'’s my boyfriend.

Butthat is not uncommon
in the industry.

I have a contract.

You signed a contract?

Without running it by me first?

I know what I'’m doing.

Clearly not.

The father of your
manager-slash-boyfriend

is funding your EP.

I don'’t want you to become
a pawn in their family dynamics.

Ooh! This was made for you.

I am nota pawn.

Is it so hard to believe

that Mr. Cabot cut me a check

because he heard me sing?

Frankly...yes.

You know,
you used to believe in me.

What happened?

[footsteps fade]

[Xandra]
Alex, I take full credit

for leaking
the Kissing Cabots story.

Look, I'’m sick and tired

of your dad
trying to control us.

And now that is out there,
we'’re free.

I'’m done with secrets--

which is why
I needed you to see this.

-This is Josie'’s contract.
-Yeah.

Your dad needs a way more
competent secretary.

I took the liberty of
highlighting that last clause.

It'’s a lot of legalese,
so let me translate it for you.

Your daddy is paying
for Josie to date you.

Or, should I say, baby-sit you.

[Katy]
Thank you so much.

It was cool to work with you,
Katy Keene.

I'’ll remember your name
next time I need a Switzerland.

You could remember my number,
too.

Forward. I like it.

My friend is having
an EP release at five.

Do you wanna meet me there?

[camera clicks]

Best photo I took all day.

Put in your number.

I'’ll see you later.

See ya.

Well done at the shoot today,
Katy. Errol and...

Pedestrian Patricia
looked cheery.

Thank you, Gloria.
It was a team effort.

I got this from Human Resources.

Your mother'’s file.

She was indeed
an employee here at Lacy'’s.

Wait. It says here
that she was fired.

-Why?
-From what I gather,

the management doubted
her commitment to the store.

Why wouldn'’t my mom tell me
that she worked here?

She was terminated
around the time you were born.

Which I found in your file.

Why would she go to such lengths

to keep all this from me?

[phone buzzes]

No doubt
that'’s your date calling.

Honestly, I'’m
not really in the mood

to go out with anyone.

Katy, if your mother was
keeping something from you,

it was likely to protect you.

Now go. Don'’t keep that roguish
Voguephotographer waiting.

Thank you, Gloria.

The party started
twenty minutes ago.

[sighs]
Where'’s Alex?

Easy there. It'’s New York.

[entry bell jingles]

Hi! Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi!

Will, this is Josie McCoy,

future Grammy winner,
right here.

[Josie and Will laugh]

Hi, thanks so much for coming.

-Of course.
-Um, so,

Jorge and Pepper are downstairs.

-I'’ll see you there? OK.
-OK.

[removes bottle cap]

[Katy] Thanks.

-Cheers.
-[bottles clink]

To an unusual first date.

Please, it reminds me
of my early days in the city.

Running around
with a camera on my shoulder,

not knowing if I'’d ever make it.

I think nostalgia might be
getting the better of you.

As much as I like my day job,

I would rather be
getting paid to design.

Your day job can'’t be that bad
with a prince pining after you.

-I saw the way he looked at you.
-What?

Prince Errol Swoon

is practically a married man.

He most certainly
was not looking at me.

[soft pop music playing]

Josie?

-You look amazing.
-Thanks.

I wasn'’t sure
you were still coming.

I wouldn'’t miss it
for the world.

So, where is this manager
of yours?

[Alexander]
He'’s right here.

Alexander Cabot.

The man my daughter
hasn'’t stopped talking about.

It'’s my pleasure.

Um, Alex...

can I talk to you in private?

Hm. What'’s the point?

[loudly]
I mean, we should probably

call this whole thing off,
don'’t you think?

You know? Because
you couldn'’t keep up

your end of the bargain.

What'’s he talking about, Josie?

I don'’t know.

I think he'’s just had

a little too much to drink.

Really? You don'’t know?

So, you'’re not just dating me

because my dad paid you to?

Alex, I--I can explain.

Save it.

Alex...

Jo--Josie, let him go.

[Katy]
Hey, this is yournight.

Do not let him ruin this.

[Chubby]
We all came out here tonight

for the same reason--

to hear good music.

And I'’m honored to introduce

a bright young talent--

Miss Josie McCoy.

[cheers, applause]

[backing track plays]

♪ There goes a dream♪

♪ Now it'’s us
against real life♪

♪ Love isn'’t all butterflies♪

♪ In a drunken paradise♪

[harmonizing]
♪ It hurts♪

♪ It'’s hard♪

♪ It'’s worth the fight♪

♪ Let'’s do our best♪

♪ To get it right♪

-♪ If we just try, try, try♪
-♪ Oh, try♪

-♪ If we just try, try, try♪
-♪ Try, try, try♪

♪ Hey, we might fall♪

-♪ Or we might fight♪
-♪ Oh, try♪

-♪ But we should try♪
-♪ We should try...♪

The infamous Alexander Cabot.

There'’s nothing more important
to me than my daughter,

and there are things
that you can do for her career
that I cannot.

But if you screw her over
in anyway,

I will personally call
Marc Berger down at the SEC

and have him investigate
every financial dealing

you'’ve ever brokered.

No empire has been built
without at least

one rusty nail, Mr. Cabot.

Just ask Hiram Lodge.

♪ We should try, we should try♪

[song ends]

-[cheers, applause]
-Yeah!

[applause continues]

Uh, you know, my studio'’s
only ten blocks away.

You wanna go back with me?

I'’d love to show it to you.

As tempting as that is,

I think I'’m good for tonight.

But...next time?

Sure.

I'’ll call you.

OK.

[Will]
Mmm...

[Katy]
And you guys?

It was the Worst. Kiss.

Ever.

[Pepper, Jorge]
No!

Oh, my God.

Welcome to the dating pool,
sister.

Ugh! That'’s nothing
compared to the time

I went on a date
with Jared Leto,

who only gives butterfly kisses.

Speaking of kisses...
how'’s Raj?

Have I mentioned how weird it is

that you'’re dating
K.O.'’s roommate?

You have, and we'’re not dating.

-It'’s strictly cash.
-[phone buzzes]

Speaking of,
I should probably take that.

Might be an emergency.

Uh-huh. An emergency booty call.

Better make it quick.
Don'’t miss my pageant.

-[Katy snorts]
-I would never.

Two shakes of a lamb'’s tail!

[sighs]

Maybe I'’m not cut out
for the single life.

I mean, I had a prince in K.O.

Katy, girl, you'’ve been single
for, like, two seconds.

Relax.

You just gotta kiss a few frogs,
is all.

-You'’re right.
-[clinks glasses]

[knock on door]

Hmm. Maybe Pepper
forgot something.

Doesn'’t she have a key?

Yeah, I thought we gave her one.

So, how did you know
where I lived?

I'’m a prince, Katy.

[laughs]
Right.

I'’m sorry to drop in like this,

but I just didn'’t know
where else to go,

and you always seem to have
the right answers.

Patricia and I are over.

I called off the engagement.

You what?!

No, that'’s OK.
I can fix this.

No. It'’s too late. I'm done.

You know, on our first date,

I made plans to take Patricia

to a Michelin-star restaurant

in Macau, but she insisted

that we stay in
and order Chinese.

Now she'’s
throwing temper tantrums

because her tiara
doesn'’t have enough

canary yellow diamonds.

Patricia is dealing with a lot.

She'’s not used to
being in the public eye.

-Just give her some time.
-I don'’t know, Katy,

I think I might be
better off single.

I know, I thought that too
when I broke up with K.O.,

but trust me, the grass
isn'’t always greener.

[Katy sighs]

Is this your mother?
You look like her.

Yeah.

You all right?

My mom was amazing,

and she died a few years ago,

but I'’m starting to think
that there'’s

a lot of things
I don'’t know about her.

I'’m sorry.

I lost my mum too
when I was young.

-Yeah, I know.
-Of course.

The whole world knows.
I wish I could say that

you'’ll miss her less
as time goes by,

but I find that the older I get,
the more I wish she were here.

She'’d know what to do
about Patricia.

What do you think that
she would say?

That I need
to learn to be alone,

and that I was foolish
to get engaged to my rebound.

-Oh.
-Did I forget to mention that?

-You did.
-I was heartbroken
when I met Patricia.

I suppose I rushed into things
to numb the pain I was feeling.

It'’s funny how we do that,
isn'’t it?

Sometimes I think
I stayed with K.O.

because he was there for me
when my mom died.

I knew that if we broke up,

there would just be all this

residual pain to sort through.

-How'’s that going?
-Still sorting.

[Jorge] Katy!

-I'’m heading out.
-OK.

Ask him.

Do you want to go
to a drag pageant?

Uh...I'’m afraid I cause
a bit of a commotion

-when I'’m out in public.
-Oh! Of course.

Here. No one will be
looking for a prince

amongst all those...queens.

[chuckles]

Go talk to your mother.

She'’s the only one
you'’re gonna get.

I know what you'’re gonna say.

That this whole listening party
was a disaster.

Josie, you were a revelation.

You'’ve never sounded better!

Alex knows how
to get the best out of me.

I know you can
handle your business, but...

I didn'’t like
what I saw tonight.

That was partially my fault.
I didn'’t--

Don'’t make excuses for that boy.

Alexander Cabot had no right

to waltz in here like that.

Do you know
who he reminded me of?

Just because he had
too much to drink one night...

doesn'’t mean he has a problem.

He'’s not Dad.

That'’s exactly the same thing
I used to say.

Josie,

when you end up
with someone like that,

the worrying never goes away.

I don'’t want that for you.

I know.

You are not that little girl

from Riverdale anymore.

And you have to
make your own choices...

and mistakes.

But I'’m still your mom.

And I will alwaysbe here

to help pick up the pieces
and bring you home.

[sniffles]

Should I be jealous
of this other person

that you'’re clearly
fantasizing about?

[chuckles]
No.

It'’s just my Nanima.

I'’ve been thinking
about what you said,

and I think I might
reach out to her.

Oh, that'’s fantastic...
isn'’t it?

I just don'’t know what I'll do
if she rejects me again.

[Pepper exhales]

Raj...

I must admit, I had a...

teensy, tiny, microscopic

ulterior motive when I suggested

that you make up
with your family.

What are you talking about?

When I heard about
your potential inheritance,

I thought that you might

invest in my Pepper Plant.

But you might be,
quite literally,

the sweetest guy in the world,

and it would be
unconscionable of me

to betray your trust.

I'’m sorry that
I even considered asking you.

Pepper, stop.

I can'’t believe you
even thought of doing that.

[softly] Yeah.

You'’re relentlessly passionate.

That'’s why I like you.

Look, I'’ve done
some shady things

to get films made,

and I'’ve made some shady films.
[laughs]

So next time...

don'’t lie to me?

Yeah.

[Emcee]
Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the Miss Washington
Heights pageant!

-[club music playing]
-Now joining us on the stage

-for the Q&A portion
of the evening...
-Aye, papi--

-please welcome
our guest judge...
-Tatasout!

the one, the only,
the always horny,

VeeVee Hum-ble!

[cheers and applause]

-Francois?
-No, sweetie.

But tell him to call me
if he'’s single.

[Katy laughs]

[cheers, applause continue]

-You made it!
-Gosh, yes.

I could not have my mom
come to New York

and not experience
the drag scene.

[Sierra] Honey,
I was in the East Village

every weekend of my twenties--
I know drag.

[VeeVee]
Mm, yass!

These queens done dragged me
out of retirement.

-[laughter]
-But there'’s no place
I'’d rather be.

[crowd cheers]

And now for the Q&A portion
of the evening.

The first question
goes to Deveraux.

-[cheers and applause]
-[fan] Deveraux!

[fan 2] Whoo! Whoo!

What advice would you give
to a young person

starting out in drag?

I'’d tell them that if a kid
from Paris, Texas,

could grow into the gorgeous,
confident queen

standing here tonight,
then anythingis possible...

-if you believe in yourself.
-[fans] Whoo! Whoo!

Andinvest in a good corset.
-[laughter]

[cheers and applause]

Ginger Lopez, same question.

[cheers, wolf calls]

Thank you.
Um...I--

I'’d say, um--

-[mic feeding back]
-Uh--

[Deveraux]
Aww, poor Ginger.

Putty tat got her tongue.

-[laughter]
-[man] Ooh...

We need an answer!

[man 2]
What is she wearing?

[woman]
Bring back Deveraux!

-[man 3] Deveraux!
-[mic feeding back]

Sorry.

No, no, no. I got this.
I got it.

Ginger?

Oh, my God!

Hey, what happened?

[gasps]

That bitch Deveraux.

Katy, she'’s like
the Tether from Us.

She cut...my dress!

-I know how to fix this.
-Don'’t. Don't bother, Katy.

No, you are not giving up.

It'’s over, girl.
I don'’t belong here.

Not with these perfect,
fishy queens.

[Errol]
Ginger...

My entire life,

I have been expected
to be the perfect prince--

go to this school,
marry that girl,

don'’t get a piercing.
[chuckles]

But the more I tried,
the more miserable I was.

See, the problem wasn'’t that I
didn'’t know how to be a prince,

I just didn'’t know
how to be myself.

Forget about what you think
you'’re supposed to be,

and just be who you are.

I could kiss you right now.

But that'’s probably
inappropriate.

-[Katy chuckles]
-We'’ll see where
the night takes us.

[both laugh]

For the talent portion
of our competition,

let'’s welcome back to the stage,
Miss Ginger Lopez!

[cheers and applause]

[vocalizes]

[Beyoncé'’s "Pretty Hurts"
backing track plays]

♪ Mama said
you'’re a pretty girl ♪

♪ What'’s in your head,
it doesn'’t matter ♪

♪ Brush your hair,
fix your teeth ♪

♪ What you wear
is all that matters ♪

♪ Just another stage

♪ Pageant the pain away

♪ This time I'’m gonna take♪

-[music stops]
-♪ The crown without falling ♪

[crowd murmuring]

[Luisa] That bitch!

What?!

[singing acapella]
♪ Pretty hurts

♪ We shine the light
on whatever'’s worst ♪

♪ Perfection is a disease

♪ Of a nation

[sucks breath in]

-♪ Pretty hurts♪
-[crowd cheers]

♪ We shine the light
on whatever'’s worst ♪

♪ You tryin'’ to fix something ♪

♪ But you can'’t fix
what you can'’t see ♪

♪ It'’s the soul
that needs a surgery ♪

♪ Ain'’t got no doctor or pill ♪

♪ That can take the pain away

♪ The pain'’s inside♪

♪ And nobody
frees you from your body ♪

♪ It'’s the soul,
it'’s the soul ♪

♪ That needs surgery

♪ Ohh!♪

♪ Plastic smiles and denial

♪ Can only take you so far

♪ Then you break
when the fake facade ♪

♪ Leaves you in the dark

♪ You left
with shattered mirrors ♪

♪ And the shards
of a beautiful girl ♪

♪ A beautiful girl

[all cheer]

♪ Pretty hurts

Yes!

♪ We shine the light♪

♪ On whatever'’s worst ♪

♪ Tryin'’ to fix something ♪

♪ But you can'’t fix
what you can'’t see ♪

♪ It'’s the soul
that needs a surgery ♪

[crowd cheers wildly]

See? That'’s my baby!

[VeeVee] As a former
Miss Washington Heights,

it'’s wonderful to see
the next generation

of queens on the rise.

Now, without further ado...

[crowd chuckles]

our first runner-up...

Miss Booty Harland!

[cheers and applause]

[woman]
Yeah, Booty!

And now,

the moment you have
all been waiting for.

This year'’s
Miss Washington Heights...

Miss Deveraux!

[crowd cheers wildly]

[applause continues]

["Good as Hell" by Lizzo
playing]

♪ I do my hair toss,
check my nails♪

-♪ Baby how you feelin'’? ♪
-♪ Feelin'’ good as hell ♪

It was very sweet how you talked
Ginger off the ledge earlier.

Oh, I'’m used to
giving queens advice.

[laughs]

So, is every night in the life

of Katy Keene this exciting?

You mean,
between the evil drag queens

and the musical numbers?

Yes, it'’s pretty standard.

I truly cannot remember

the last time
I had this much fun.

Seriously?

You are a literal prince.

You get to attend fancy galas

and brunch with the Obamas.

Just Michelle and the girls.

Barry'’s not one for mimosas.

[laughs]

I mean it, though.

It'’s so hard to cut loose
when you'’re in the public eye.

Well, look around.

Molly'’s Crisis is one of
the few places in New York

where you can
totally be yourself

and not feel alone.

So show me what you'’ve got,
Your Highness.

Oh!

[Lizzo sustains note]

♪And do my hair toss,
check my nails ♪

-♪ Baby, how ya feelin'’ ♪
- Feelin'’ good as hell ♪

♪ Hair toss,
check my nails♪

-♪ Baby, how ya feein'’ ♪
-Mom! Stop!

♪ Hair toss, check my nails

-♪ Baby, how ya feelin'’ ♪
-♪ Feelin'’ good as hell ♪

♪ Hair toss, check my nails

-♪ Baby, how ya feelin'’ ♪
-♪ Feelin'’ good as hell ♪

[Mozart overture playing]

[both panting]

[birds chirping]

[sighs]

Good mornTing, Your Highness.

What happened to your prince?

-He couldn'’t stay.
-Mm-hmm.

How was
the royal treatment?

-I don'’t know how that happened.
-[Josie] Mmm.

We just got caught up
in the moment. It was a mistake.

[gasps]
He'’s a client!

-[knock on door]
-Ooh!

K.O.

Hi.

Katy. Uh...

I was in the area and I came by
to pick up some of my stuff.

If it'’s a bad time,
I can come back later.

No. No, it'’s OK.

Do you want some cereal?

So... I saw
you and Xandra together.

Are you guys--

And if you are, that is great.

Xandra'’s kind of a monster
but if you like her,

I am happy for you.
Really.

Katy, take a breath.

Xandra and I met at Studio 34.

She needed a bodyguard,
so I drive her around

and I'’m teaching her to box.
That'’s it.

Oh.

You were jealous.

-No. No
-Yes...

-[laughing]
-No, no. I was not.

You totally were! I mean--

-Come on.
-Come on.

Katy, seriously though,
I can'’t even imagine

dating somebody new right now.

I'’m not ready.

-[phone buzzes]
-Oh.

-I see some things never change.
-Sorry.

-Hello?
-[Gloria] Katy, I don'’t know

what you did this time,

but I need you
in my officenow.

Thank you for coming by, Didi.

I didn'’t want to do this
on the phone.

You don'’t have the money,
do you?

My business deal fell through.

It got complicated.
I'’m sorry.

But, I do have something else
for you. A job.

A job? Where?

Right here at the Pepper Plant.

And as an added incentive,
I can offer you

a week'’s salary in advance.
Cash.

I really value your friendship,
Didi.

-I don'’t want to lose you.
-Hmm.

People like you came in and out
of the Palace Hotel every day.

I know what you are, Pepper.

A con artist.

I accept your job offer,
under one condition.

I want you to teach me
everything you know.

I'’m glad you called.

After last night,
I didn'’t expect you to.

Alex, I am so sorry.

I never should have
signed that contract

without talking to you first.

All my life, I'’ve watched my dad
persuade people

to do things
they didn'’t want to do.

You don'’t have to apologize.

I do.

Are you OK?

Josie...

I'’m an addict.

But I'’m working on it,
every day.

I met with my sponsor
this morning.

And I'’ll keep doing so.

You don'’t have to worry

about baby-sitting me.

I just wish you had told me.

Not because
you need to be taken care of,

but because I care about you.

And for the record,
with or without

a contract,
I want to be with you.

You'’re the best thing
that'’s ever happened to me.

My dad ruins a lot of things,

but not this.

I won'’t let him.

I'’d like a Shirley Temple,
please.

With vodka.

I like your style.
Comin'’ right up.

Katy mentioned
I could find you here.

You were a breath of fresh
at the pageant yesterday.

Thanks. Still didn'’t win.

Now I'’m stuck with the dreaded
Wednesday 6 P.M. slot.

A show no one will ever see.

You may not have won the crown,

but you were the only
real queen on that stage.

You were authentic.

I may not know what
kind of queen Ginger is yet,

but I know who I am.

It'’s on me.

Once upon a time, I was you.

New to the drag scene.

A little lost.

I would have killed
for a fairy dragmother.

How about I help you navigate

these fishy, piranha-infested
waters?

You want to be my drag mom?

It would be an honor.

And by the time
I'’m done with you,

your dreaded slot will become
the best drag show in NYC.

-[laughs]
-So...

what do you want it to be?

It can be anything.

I want to do
"Kiss of the Spider Woman."

A one-queen musical.

Then we'’ll make it so.

Hi.

Patricia, what--
what'’s going on?

You dressed me the first time

that I shopped at Lacy'’s
with Errol.

You designed my engagement ring.

You planned our photo shoot.

I have always trusted you.

So that'’s why I have to ask you,
Katy...

...would you design
my wedding dress?

[classical music playing]

[nervous laugh]

[Katy]
That'’s when I knew...

I was royally screwed.

[♪♪]

[man]
Greg, move your head.