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...what was weird is the storage unit.

Besides adults have storage units.

They store things,

like beach chairs.

And maybe she was getting out those stacks of cash for the gardener.

And the gun.

Yeah!

Hey, next time I get stuck in a loop like that,

you have my full permission to slap me.

Sterling.

Sterling! -Slap you. Got it.

Senorita Carolina?

Senorita Carolina.

Since you're in such a talkative mood, come up and help me with this exercise.

Sorry.

Students, in preparation for your upcoming oral exam,

let's work on your conversational Spanish.

Who'd like to converse with Carolina?

Carlos, come chat with your girlfriend.

Senora O'Reilly,

we...

my and Carolina...

we to break.

We broke.

Uh...

We... no more love.

Now... not together.

Oh no! What happened?

Maybe it was his difficult mother

and her obsession with protecting the family's sapphire business.

What?

What?

Keep going. I'm noodling on an idea for a telenovela.

Hello, Carlos. You look nice today.

How was your evening?

Hi, Carolina.

I had in a good day... Night.

To...

I played guitar with my friends.

Uh... Music.

I am work. Worked?

Working.

I am working on a new song.

Uh... That's great.

I hope I can hear your song.

What is it called?

The song name is "Cozy Couch of You."

What happened in your night?

Uh...

Chloe has worms.

The pretty girl has many, many worms.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

That flow state is where the real learning happens.

These skills will elevate you from basic

to telenovela.

Please take one and pass along.

Hi. I didn't know you were right in front of me.

All year.

It's my assigned seat.

I'll help her.

That dummy and her clumsy claw hands.

Ooh, don't worry.

I have gym next period.

I'll break into her locker and spit on her mouth guard.

Hey.

Hi. Sorry about the paper skurfuffle back there.

Whatever.

Paper.

Paper happens.

Yeah, to the blight of most rainforests.

Hey, we should talk. Don't you think?

About what? -About us and what happened.

Something happened?

You thought that was nothing?

No.

Um... I'll come over after school today?

My mom went for a visitation with my dad this morning,

so she'll be going from pickling vegetables

to screaming at the wedding�album for the rest of the day.

How is your dad?

Do you really care?

No. I mean, not about your dad.

I barely know the man.

I was more asking about how it was affecting you.

Like, do you talk to him?

I don't accept his calls

and I use his letters to line Sergeant Bilko's litter box.

Okay. Well, we can't do it at my house

because Blair's wonder twin powers

have been activated and are on high alert.

So we need to be on neutral, undetectable ground.

What about the Fun Zone?

Just two kids out for an Icee and a game of Dance Dance Revolution.

I would never. -Street Fighter II?

Skee-ball?

I suppose the clacking of wooden balls

is somewhat satisfying.

Okay. See you there.

Okay, guard the crease! Protect the crease!

Yes, guard the crease, sweetheart!

You don't even know what the crease is.

Of course I do. It's the circle around the goal.

Yeah, yeah. See? I'm not so sports illiterate, huh?

Hey y'all!

Oh, my goodness. Hey!

What are y'all doing here?

We're just watching the golf tryouts.

Gotta, you know, keep our eye on the stats

for when Luke snaps out of it and gets back on the team.

Well, we don't even know if he wants to play anymore so, you know...

Well, have you asked him?

No, have you? Hmm.

It's good to see you, Bud. -Yeah, Anderson, it is.

Yeah, we've really missed y'all.

They're always so great together,

aren't they, hon? -Mm-hm.

Yeah. What's your antidepressant? Maybe I should switch.

No. No magic pill here,

just good old-fashioned communication.

Right, honey? -Yeah.

Well, we would love to have y'all over for dinner soon.

I really miss our double dates.

Oh, we'd love to.

How about tomorrow night?

Sure. Like, in between...

I'm not finished... -Good. That's great.

Maybe it's for our college fund

and she mistrusts banks?

Hey!

You said you'd wait for me so we could eat together.

Yeah, well, you're a little unreliable.

See, if I waited on you to eat

or stop talking about your mom,

I'd probably starve. To death.

Be more nice.

Be more reliable. Focus on us.

You're right.

My metalworks teacher has someone coming from MODA tomorrow,

I guess they have some kind of ongoing installation at the Museum,

and Mr. Philpott thinks my sculpture has a shot at it.

Hey, that's all kinds of amazing!

Mm-hm.

What shirt are you wearing? -Oh, this one.

Is it new?

No.

Okay, well, I don't think I've ever seen it before.

I can't imagine what it feels like or smells like.

Yeah, well, you'd know if you weren't so damn busy.

You've worked every night this week.

That yogurt gig is seriously sidelinin' my game.

I promise that I will make it up to you tomorrow night.

It's going to be so great.

Probably the greatest date of all time,

if I had to guess.

Just promise you won't flake.

I swear on Sterling's grave.

But she's still alive.

Yeah, but she's, like, the purest person that I know,

so it holds a lot of weight even in the abstract.

I gotta go.

Hey, wear that shirt tomorrow

and don't wash it before, so it has double your smell.

All right, well, it works for me.

Bye, Blair Bear.

Bye, Miles Miles.

* We can go out drink with the boys *

* Put 'em all under the table *

* We can roll up convertible toy *

* All dolled up ready and able *

* To do what we want *

* Say I do it for me *

* They say they know just what we want But only we know what we need *

Did you... tell anyone?

Blair thinks I'm helping Josie Wentz with her anatomy homework.

Which I did, for ten painful minutes.

She writes her letters from the bottom up.

She also crosses her sevens like an "F".

That girl will be lucky to get into Alabama.

I don't think we should even joke about something like that.

I meant, though...

did you tell anyone... about us?

That we're...

Gay?

We are?

I am.

How do you know, um, like, for sure?

In second grade, Adele Meisner told me she was moving to Arizona.

I ugly cried and swore that I was

going to run away from home and track her down.

Then her mom called my mom

because Adele felt...

threatened.

I was pretty intense back then.

Yeah, I mean, you're super chill now, so...

I...

But I get it. You were sad your friend was leaving.

There have been a lot of Adeles over the years.

I crush hard on girls...

and only girls.

It's a fait accompli.

Have you ever acted on it before us?

You're the first.

And, in case you're wondering,

no, I do not believe that God is going to smite me for being a lesbian.

He made me, along with narwhals and those tiny blue poison frogs,

so clearly he has a master plan.

I don't think I'm ready to fully label myself one way or another.

I like girls and I like boys, too,

but I don't like-like anybody right now...

except you.

When I think about you, �which is, like...

all the time, I get dizzy and my maxilla goes numb.

Right here?

And do your...

patellas quiver?

I'm surprised I'm still standing.

Are you guys done yet?

This is my lucky lane

and I'm only 5.000 points away from winning the giant poop emoji.

Dream big.

Come on.

This doesn't change who we are at school.

We can't let on that we're anything but sworn enemies.

Mm. And you can't tell Blair.

She's my sister.

You know how word spreads.

If one person knows, everyone knows.

This has to be kept a secret.

Unless... you don't want to do this anymore.

I do, very much.

Good.

Me, too.

How could you keep this from me?

When did you first taste this flavor profile?

Um, like, a week ago.

Last week?

We implemented a 24-hour turnaround rule

on sharing information for a reason, Sterl.

I thought that was just for, like, major events.

If the discovery of a new and delicious topping combination

isn't a major event,

then I don't know what is. -You're right, I'm sorry.

Once again, I wade through the mind-numbing, teen-themed vortex.

Yogurt toppings aren't teen-themed.

Yeah, they are all ages.

I wade through the all-ages vortex

to bring your attention to our skip.

Oh.

Adam Johanneson. Also known as "Fren-Z."

Oh, yeah.

I know him. He's the dude who's ripped off,

like, every major song hook for the past decade.

Yeah, well, this Vanilla Ice

is also guilty of trafficking heavy loads of drugs.

Got Yolanda out 150K.

Aw. Your eyes turn into little hearts when you say her name.

Please, stop it. -Yeah, Bowsy.

You and Yolanda's name should get a room.

Uh-uh. That's not why she left. -Now that's Michelle's gone, you could...

I made a decision for myself

to close that chapter of my life.

You pruned the roses so that new blooms could grow.

No.

Y'all are trippin'.

Yolanda and I are just keeping things professional,

and this is the most professional it's ever been.

She's never thrown me a big case like this before.

We've got a good track record going right now.

Okay?

Let's try not to screw it up.

You hear me?

All right.

This guy's job says...

"EDM DJ"?

All those letters supposed to mean something?

Yeah, you know, EDM.

You know, like:

* Everybody whoo *

* Whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo whoo *

* Bed squeak, bed squeak, bed squeak Horn! *

* Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-wa *

* Call nine-one-one! *

That didn't help.

Yeah, EDM, it stands for Electronic Dance "Music",

although I don't know if it can actually be considered music,

seeing as it's just pressing buttons, uh...

I'm genuinely asking.

Huh.

God, you're deep.

I don't say this enough.

I am so grateful to have you in my life.

Oh.

A person who makes me ponder and grow.

Oh, Blair, I'm so grateful for you, too!

Hey, you know what I'd be grateful for? -Yolanda?

Someone to sweep up this mess of jimmies on the floor here

while I figure out how we gonna catch this ripoff artist.

See that there?

That's a broom.

Wow.

Winner, winner, chicken dinner. -I didn't...

Clean up the jimmies. -I didn't do that.

Oh, my gosh, look at that.

You're so much closer to the broom.

Thanks, Sterl. You're the best.

We're a few days away from your big exam.

Let's switch up partners

and see what discoveries await.

Blair. -Yes.

Please agree to be my partner before Brenda with the not-so-great breath

turns my way.

Ooh.

Okay, I will totally save you from that.

Hey, I just partnered with Luke

because of Brenda and her bad breath.

Partners again.

You? Really?

Do you want to start the conversation or should I?

Well, knowing you, I'm sure you're dying to go first,

so go ahead.

It's so hot in Mexico this time of year.

Would you like to join me for an evening swim?

Oh.

I miss your family.

My home and parents.

It's not great. -Yes.

How is Chloe?

She still has many worms.

That is so Chloe.

Hey! Psst!

I think she's good.

Is your tongue okay?

What? Yeah, what?

That thing just now with April.

What was she, like, training you for the Olympics of speaking Spanish?

It's fine. She can't help herself.

Please stop not saying bad things about April.

Oh.

Bowser got a lead on that Fren-Z guy.

4 p. m.? No!

I... I can't!

I have a date today with Miles

and I swore on your future grave that I wouldn't flake.

Hmm. Pinning that for later. -Whatever.

Our first lock-in meeting is today after school.

You know, if I don't show up

they're gonna assign me some lame job like vomit patrol.

Ew.

Oh.

"Be there or be dead."

Oh, no, he's learned how to use emojis just to threaten us.

That's serious.

We should be serious, too.

A job worth doing is a job worth doing well.

Ooh, Bible?

Instagram. -Oh.

Grand Forces...

Hey, that's right by the O'Quigleys' on Peachtree.

I'll make my date there with Miles

so I can be with Bowser before, from 4:00 to 6:00.

And then you can come cover

when you're done with your lock-in meeting.

No vomit patrol.

Yes, great!

You know, we are really nailing this work-life balance.

Mm. -Why do women complain so much?

It's super easy to have it all.

We might not know everything there is to know just yet.

We've got to be close.

The woman at Target did call me "ma'am" yesterday.

I'm telling you!

That's far too much liquid consumption while on the job.

I'm fine.

We've been here a while.

Do you think he decided it was too risky to slip in some studio time?

You're right. He probably snuck in

through his super-secret- no-paparazzi-Beyonc�-back-door.

Never again speak of Beyonc�'s back door.

That is not what I meant, child!

Come on. Let's go check out the inside.

Okay, but it's almost six o'clock.

What, you turn into a pumpkin at six?

No, that's when Sterling gets here.

Well, we'll fill her in.

Where is that "Blair, go get 'em" energy

that I'm always trying to squash?

You're always asking for some undercover work.

Here's some covers to go get under.

Come on!

Hi, I'm the manager of Blackheart here.

Hi. -She's a singer and, uh...

A songwriter.

Yeah. -Singer-songwriter.

I'm fresh off my Disney contract

and ready to do something new.

Something that's a little more me, you know?

Goodbye, Mickey Mouse ears

and hello, overtly sexual devil horns.

We'd like to tour your facility

and see if they can�handle everything Miss Blackheart has in mind, here.

The superstar room.

Mm-hm. -Show me where Janelle Mon�e laid it down.

Four is our VIP Studio, but it's booked today.

Who's the VIP?

Girl, I wish I knew.

They booked under a pseudonym.

I mean, unless Burt Reynolds just has risen from the dead.

Oh. One could hope.

Uh, give me one minute?

Sure, do your thing. Right. -Okay.

Hi. Yes, it says...

That could be him.

Nice work, Blackheart.

Okay. Perfect. Let me...

Um...

I've got to pee.

Goddamn it, I told you about them liquids, didn't I?

Didn't I? -Yes.

Hurry up. -Okay.

You never listen.

Sorry. -Self-hydrate.

* Well, she's so *

* Tou-ou-Ou-ou-Ou-Ou-ou-ough *

* That's why I love her *

* Love her *

* Love her *

* So tough, ah-hah *

* She's tough ah-hah *

* Oh, look at that girl *

-* Ah-hah * -* Mmm, baby *

-* Ah-hah * -* Whoo hoo hoo *

Hey! Miles! -Hey!

I'm sorry I'm late.

See, punctuality is just this little thing

that helps us organize around the space-time continuum.

It's no big deal.

Okay, it won't happen again.

I'm letting it go. �Letting it go.

You wore the shirt.

Oh.

It's nubbier than I'd imagined. -Yeah?

Yeah.

I am so happy to be out of the house.

Really? -Yes!

My mom, when she is stressed, we are all stressed.

See, she has this fundraiser thing going on at the house tonight,

so we've been tiptoeing around.

We're not allowed to sit on the furniture,

for fear we might mess up the pillows.

She was wiping down my footsteps right out the front door.

Oh, my God. My mom is exactly the same.

It's, like, God forbid

people actually look like they live in the house

when company's coming over.

It's, like, our family is so tidy

we don't even leave butt-impressions.

But when you think about it, butt-impressions are kinda nasty, though.

Yeah, especially when they're warm?

And then you sit on them.

Ew. Do you think someone left a butt-impression here before?

I don't know, but I'm about to.

Scoot over.

Scooch.

Yes, come over here and give me your butt-impression.

That's gross.

All right, are you hungry? -Always.

Cheers, y'all. We made it.

Oh, y'all, it has been so strange not seeing Luke around the house.

Tell us, how's he doing?

He's gone full fruit and nuts on us.

He carries around a guitar all day. -Oh.

He's wearing a ring on his thumb,

like he's the damn Governor of California.

Please don't shame our son for his creative expression.

Boys have feelings, too.

So do men.

Hm. Impossible to tell.

Well, I think it's just wonderful that he's picked up a new hobby.

Yeah. -Yeah.

Well, how about Sterling?

Oh, she's pretty good.

I mean, the girls are so busy with school

and their new job that we barely see them.

Bet you're taking advantage of all that alone time.

Mm-hm.

Well, you know, we do our best.

Debbie, these glasses are gorgeous.

Thank you. Um, just William Sonoma.

Hm. -Oh, Lord.

We don't need any more glasses.

Do you have any idea how many glasses we have in our cabinet?

We've had glasses from our wedding

that have probably never touched a person's lips.

Yeah.

I wasn't implying that I wanted new glasses,

I was just giving a compliment.

See, that's when you say something nice to someone.

Anyone?

That's new.

You know, I don't think I've ever heard about your wedding.

I'm sure it was gorgeous, knowing your taste, Lynn.

Too bad I didn't get to plan it.

No, that honor was literally wrestled away from me

by my dearest mother-in-law.

Literally wrestled?

I've got to hear that story.

Well, my mama is the epitome of decorum.

Yeah, nothing says decorum like SPAM served at a reception.

It was corned beef hash. -It was pig slop.

Yeah, you know what they say about mothers-in-law, right?

"Better a knife in the back,

so at least you don't have to see them when you die."

Mother's not that bad.

Didn't say she was. -You implied it.

Maybe I did.

All right, uhhhh...

Uhhhh...

Or maybe... maybe I should get the loaded grilled cheese?

What do you think? -Tomatoes, bacon and three cheeses?

That's all you.

Bring it all.

Chips and salsa, the grilled cheese,

the jalapeno poppers, and the swiss mushroom burger

with extra fries and a side of ranch.

Thank you so much, Elizabeth.

That is a ton of food.

No. Okay, a little bit, but we'll have a smorgasbord.

A smorgasbord? -Yep.

I don't... I've never heard anyone say that in real life.

It's Swedish for �food-in-mouth adventure. �

O... Okay.

Oh, my God, you know what I just realized?

I forgot to tell her how I like my burger cooked.

I'll find her. -Oh, no, no.

You know what I've got to go talk to the chef directly.

I don't trust words to describe my preferred meat temperature.

It's weird. I have reference photos.

Be right back.

Hey. Sorry, the lock-in meeting ran late.

Uh, I'm leaving now.

You haven't even left yet?

Oh, my God, get in that Volt and drive it like you stole it.

But carefully. Precious cargo.

Just hurry!

* Well, she's so *

* Tou-ou-Ou-ou-Ou-Ou-ou-ough *

* That's why I love her *

* So tough *

Ah-hah * -Mmm, baby *

* Ah-hah *

-* Whoo hoo hoo * -* Ah-hah *

Yeah, all right. She's here now, so we can...

That was a hell of a piss.

You've been gone 20 minutes.

Hey.

This isn't really about me peeing. We both know that, buddy.

This is about...

This is about you and Yolanda.

How in the he...? -Yep. Hey!

I really think that you are selling yourself short.

What are you afraid of, Bowser? -I'm not afraid of anything.

Oh. -Okay?

Okay. -I'm being respectful.

We're friends and colleagues.

Wow. Well, you know who else started out as colleagues?

Michelle and Barack. -Oh.

Can you imagine if they had stopped there?

You owe it to your country to see it through.

You all right?�You look a little sweaty.

Um...

It's really not okay to point out someone's sweat patterns.

Sweat sensitivity is a thing with you kids...?

Jesus Chri...

Okay.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Wow. -Mm.

You admitted you were wrong, and then were open to change.

There's not enough people like you out there, Bowser.

Yeah, how many people do you know, anyway, huh?

Miles says he likes my ripeness.

Okay, you two ready?

Yes, please. -All right, you sure?

So, ready. Come on. -Okay, let's go.

We're a full-service studio.

We've been open now about 26 years.

Yeah, you can almost smell the talent.

Uh, that's definitely weed.

What's your security situation like?

Is there another entrance besides this one?

I'm keeping a low profile while my stylist perfects my new look.

We're still tweaking it. It's all about branding.

Mm. Uh, okay, FedEx.

Uh, let me sign for this and I'll come back.

This is the kitchen, bananas, you know, yeah.

Thank you.

Mm. Peanut M&Ms.

Hey, put those back.

Probably charge you four times

what you can get them for down at the Publix.

We're not actually renting space here.

Pretty sure these are free as a bird.

No. I'll get my own...

I'm not the one lighting money on fire,

letting the studio go unused. Z?

We talked about this. You may not use those words with me.

Hmm. -Oh, my God, Bowser.

What? -She is so into you.

You need to go flirt it up. Get in there.

No, stop it. You are seeing things, child.

Um, no, I am not.

Look, you're the one who told us that we needed to go undercover.

I've obviously killed it.

Now it's your turn to be Foxy Brown.

What?

I guess you would be more of a Fox-o Brown because you're a man.

Please stop. Don't ever do that...

Ready for the rest of the tour? -Oh, we are, but first,

I'm sorry, could I hit the ladies'?

Are you serious?

Yeah, I really overdid it with the liquids.

Plus, you could... -Mm.

Yeah. -Follow me.

Oh, girl. We got Toto toilets in every stall.

It is so depressing going home to a regular john.

Toto?

* I found love *

* Tonight *

Hey.

You should definitely add "portraits of diverse women"

to the scavenger hunt, Hannah B.

That'll keep people busy.

Hmm. I feel so bad that Ezequiel got stuck with puke duty.

He could have picked a different time for his appointment.

He's having emergency kidney stone removal.

And what, doctors refuse to do surgery

on the weekends? -Oh, gosh darn it! Um...

I forgot my water bottle in Fellowship.

Ezequiel's stones are a great reminder.

We got to stay hydrated. -Mm-hm.

I think I also left my water bottle in there.

I'll wait for you here.

Oh, you can go ahead.

You rode in with me today.

And that means I have to ride home with you, too?

No. Sorry for assuming that.

Whatever.

Are you still coming to dinner tonight?

My mom made...

lamb chops.

There it is.

Sorry.

I didn't actually leave my water bottle.

I know.

It was an excuse to get you back here. I'm glad you caught on.

And you went so far as to actually leave yours?

Well, that way it wasn't a lie.

How are you so good?

You're good, too.

You're just trapped in a lie, that's all.

And lying is the worst.

I've been doing it to Blair for days now,

and I really, really don't like it.

My neck's all tense, like it gets when I'm hangry.

At least this version of lying

comes with decent benefits.

It doesn't have to be like this.

We should be able to be ourselves and be together,

like, together-together.

You serious?

Was it fun when you got outed with Luke?

Because this would be a zillion times worse.

I'm not that brave.

First of all, you're the reason I got outed with Luke.

I'm sorry.

It was...

misdirected anger.

I'm done hiding parts of myself

because someone else says that they're bad or wrong.

I'm seeing things in a whole new way.

Like when you learn a new word

and then all of a sudden you start hearing it everywhere.

That's what this feels like, but all the time.

"Us" as a thing?

I'm, like, was it always there

and, like, I don't know, paralyzed or something?

My body and my mind.

New parts and pathways are opening up

and I want to give them the space to do that.

Did I just write my college essay?

It's called compartmentalization,

and honestly, it's not that hard if you're an organized thinker.

I can tutor you if you want.

We shouldn't have to hide.

You know, I want to know all of you. And the world should know all of you, too.

If not, then what's the point?

* But now you are staged *

* I hate to watch you walk away *

* I hate to watch you walk away *

* I hate to watch you walk away *

So, you didn't like our honeymoon?

What was there to like?

We were killing mosquitoes in Florida.

It was Sanibel.

It was Fort Myers.

Just because they share a bay does not mean they're the same place.

You know, I noticed your soap in the kitchen.

Wood and sea salt.

I mean, the combinations that they come up with.

I refill that fancy bottle with soap from the dollar store.

Oh, life hacks!

Great, you know you should see Vernon wash his hands.

It looks like Dexter right after a kill.

He nearly scrubs them raw.

She's always telling me about the importance of building up antibodies.

Well...

Just wish you would have told me where you wanted to go.

Honey! I hinted at Italy.

Please. I didn't want to be rude.

You know, we went out of the country.

Mm-hm. -It was...

Overrated.

Yeah, it was. -Mm-hm.

The food in Paris was...

The baguettes, hard cheese...

like your tray out there. Different. -So much cheese.

It was just You know?

All right, y'all. Stop. Stop.

I'm sorry. We're...

We're fine.

We're just having a... a little...

A little nothing.

No, it's not nothing.

It's not.

Be honest.

Stop. -No, no, no, no, no, come on.

You were honest about your dirty little dollar store soap secret.

Be honest. Huh, why stop there? Go on.

Stop it. It's not funny.

Deborah. They say that honesty is the key to all...

Hey.

It's getting late and, um...

Luke is afraid of the dark.

You know, I think I left the iron on.

We've got to go. We need to go.

It's dangerous.

Thank you. -Thank you for the...

Hey, where were we?

No. No, where were you?

I texted you, I called you.

It took that long to explain "well done"?

Well, if you must know...

Oh, you're back.

Yeah, I'm back.

You were gone for so long,

I was worried for Mr. Handsome here that you bolted.

Well, I didn't.

You two need anything else?

Uh, no, I think we're good.

Uh, one extreme brownie sundae, please.

We have to get a sundae,

or wait, are you more of a�dark cherry chocolate cheesecake type of guy?

I could do either one.

Elizabeth, did I tell you that it's his birthday?

Yeah. Could you gather everyone up?

I wanted to have a real to-do.

One to-do, comin' up.

Why did you tell her that?

To give you something special.

Strangers singing to me on my fake birthday?

That's not special, Blair.

Oh.

I'm flubbing this way worse than our first date.

Maybe I'm bad at dates.

Maybe we should only go on excursions from now on.

Or galavants, or trips to Hawaii.

What, is that you? -Oh.

Restless leg syndrome.

Are those from your yogurt boss?

Are you're supposed to be at work?

What? No.

No, it's all good.

Are you sure? -Yeah.

I mean, because you're all over the place.

It's not new, but today you're especially pinball-like.

Mm-mm.

I should cool it on the Cokes.

God.

All right. Okay, go.

No, it's obviously important, just...

They're just having an issue with the fudge pump at the store.

And I'm the only one who can speak to Cathy

in her native language,

which is speaking in low undertones that she can hear.

Right. -So, uh...

just give me two minutes, okay?

Hey.

Hi, I'm sorry, I have to go. Blair's already so pissed at me.

Convince me. -What?

Convince me we can do this.

You take the affirmative. I'll take the negative.

You want to debate this?

Okay. Do you have a stopwatch or should I just self-time?

Just start.

Okay.

You're worried about what people will think,

but there's a lot of people who love us unconditionally.

With a post condition that we follow their rules for love.

Our parents will understand.

My parents are hateful bigots.

Ellen. Ellen can guide us.

Sweet pushover Ellen is going to take on the parents

of the private school elite who pay her bills?

There are more people living out in our country than ever before.

And yet I still hear the word "fag" around school, like, five times a day.

My sister will be supportive.

Your sister hates me.

Blair doesn't hate, she questions things she doesn't understand.

And I'm sure there's going to be a lot of questions

and maybe some...

irritation...

...but you ignited something in me that I don't want to shut down,

and you say that you're not brave, but you kissed me back.

That was brave.

You could have just walked away.

You've already taken one leap,

let's keep going, together.

Oh, oh, boy. Well, well,

there's my little disappearing-reappearing shootin' star.

Hey, Charlie, this is Blackheart. -Hi.

I've just been hearing about your massive plans.

Setting out to outsell Tay Sway?

Ambitious.

Mm-hm.

Yeah. Well...

ambitious is kind of my middle name.

Black "Ambitious" Heart.

You inspired this handsome man to break out of the hair metal genre,

which I have never heard described

with such raw, sexual passion.

I nearly got my lighter out and waved it in the air.

Well, we all have a first love, baby.

Don't tease me. -Mm.

I have some amazing producers I'd love to hook you up with.

Matchmaking talent is my specialty.

It would help, though, if I could have a listen.

Have a listen to...?

You, my dear.

I have some people in mind.

Why don't we go into the studio right now?

Why don't we go into the studio right now?

There's not a reason I can think of. -Here we go, then.

Check it again.

Um...

Check... check one, check... two.

I don't know, does, uh, does this feel s... stable?

Hey, give us some more depth.

She needs a stable bass to hold the sound.

You're the boss.

Dope!

Full depth. Should be good to go.

Uh... Okay. Um...

Uh, I don't know, maybe since I don't have my band

and... m... my instruments and all... All my things,

maybe I should just... -Just sing. Sing.

Sing what you're feeling.

Go on, girl, let it go.

* I left you sitting there *

* I walked away *

* And then I cried *

* I saw you standing there *

* I walked away *

* And then I died *

* I don't wanna let you *

* I don't wanna let you down *

* I just want you closer *

* I just want you safe and sound *

* I left you sitting there *

* I walked away *

* And then I cried *

So, Charlie.

She was always my favorite Angel.

Charlie was the boss.

I knew there was something I liked about her.

So, who are you working with?

I know you've got some hot tickets on your roster.

Nosy boy. -Aw.

I'm just having casual conversation

with an intriguing colleague.

My hot ticket is turning out to be more trouble than he's worth.

Oh.

These creative types, they keep you on your toes

with their wild ideas

and their legal issues... -Right?

You get it. -Mm-hm.

This morning, it was, "Let's get into the studio and record."

According to this last text,

now it's, "Get me on a flight to the Maldives."

Maldives?

Yeah.

That's a sensual place. -Mm.

One could get into trouble down there.

God, I hope not.

She's good.

Oh, yeah.

Don't you go poachin' now.

It's... I see you.

Did you save me a bite of that cheesecake?

Why are you playing me, Blair?

I'm not playing you. It's not like that.

Then what is it like?

I got caught up in something.

W... What?

It's not important.

I'm here now. I'm all yours.

No, no. See, I'm not asking you to be all mine.

I'm asking you to be straight with me.

Restless leg syndrome is a bedtime affliction.

I just Googled it.

Today got complicated. Look, I was...

No. This is about you!

You came over those flowers,

You're in there ordering up a fake birthday

like it's gonna make up for not being with me.

By the way, my metal piece got into MODA.

Holy shit! That's amazing!

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you ask?

You like complicated.

You like drama.

I'm not about that.

I'm not like that either.

I... I swear.

History tells a different story, Blair.

What are you saying?

Let me make this right.

Tell me where you kept disappearing to.

I can't.

Are you in some kind of trouble?

Uh...

Not usually.

Damn.

All right, well, here's a reveal.

I run from trouble.

No, no, better yet, I walk away calmly,

as to not draw any undue attention to myself.

See, I... I like you, Blair,

but we're operating on different frequencies.

No. No! I can get on your frequency.

Where were you?

Right.

Okay.

It's been fun.

But this waiting around...

It's not for me.

I'm worth more than that.

Later, Blair Bear.

Miles!

* Good on green *

* Good when you're putting your hands all over me *

I have this intense urge to...

ravage you.

* I'm alright with a slow burn *

Sorry, that was... that was too much.

No, you could do that.

* Taking my time Let the world turn *

* I'm gonna do it my way *

But then we'd have nowhere to go.

* If we burn it down And it takes all night *

* It's a slow burn *

* I'm alright *

I can take over.

I got it.

The pots hurt your hands.

Well, then I'll cramp. I don't care.

Honey?

What, you're gonna be nice now? Hm? Did punishing me get old?

I'm... I'm allowed to have a damn feeling

without it being about you...

It is about me, Anderson! It is about me.

It's about you and me.

Us, our family. Our choice...

to protect them at whatever the cost.

Isn't that what we promised each other?

Me in a white dress

with enough tulle to outfit an entire ballet troupe.

You in that matching plaid cummerbund and tie.

I loved our wedding.

Well, I loved our honeymoon.

I'm tired of all the lying.

This is the last time we have to push.

It's always the last time.

No, this is really it.

I promise.

Then we can move on.

Live our lives free of the weight of it all.

Say yes, please.

Okay.

Yolie, we are on our way.

You should've seen it.

You know I'm not one for the undercover nonsense,

but goddamn, if it didn't work this time!

We got a nice, juicy lead. And we're gonna get this guy.

Bowser, it's... -I know it's kinda late,

but, uh...

I thought maybe we could go out and strategize our plan?

It's just... -Is that Bowser?

Hey, buddy, you want in on some of this Indian food?

The garlic naan at this place will knock your socks off.

Did you know garlic was a powerhouse food?

Yeah, like, a natural, anti-fungal, antibacterial, antiviral...

Uh, Terrance and I got to working and...

Ah, save it.

Uh, hey, we got plenty if you change your mind.

Bowser!

Look, Yolanda.

Terrance is all you really need,

so don't worry about throwing me any work.

You think I'm throwing you work like it's charity?

It doesn't matter.

Just...

take me out of your rotation.

Oh, it's like that.

Yeah, it's like that.

You don't get to be mad at me

for having a life that doesn't revolve around you.

That's not what I was asking for.

Oh, no?

You come here expecting me�to jump at the chance to come out with you.

You pick me, you don't pick me...

You pick my sister?

And I'm supposed to just wait around, for what?

You to make your next poorly-timed decision?

For the record,

I wasn't expecting you to jump at anything.

I was hoping.

But you ain't got to wait around for nothing no more.

Take the Fren-Z case back, take them all back. I'm out.

I'll make you chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast.

I won't be hungry.

But maybe if they're there with extra powdered sugar,

I'll have, like, a bite.

It's all so stupid.

Everything is messed up and now he's gone,

and I don't want him to be gone.

Oh, baby,

I know.

Oh. You were real serious about him.

I tried to be, but...

it wasn't enough.

What do you mean, sweetie? What wasn't enough?

You know, time...

and attention.

Hm.

But I thought it was all working.

I thought I had it all figured out.

Mm.

Young love is hard.

Harder than old love?

Is that in reference to your daddy and me?

Are you guys okay?

You seem off... lately.

Or you're just both losing spatial awareness.

Because you slam things on the counter

and it's been really hard on the ears.

You know, um...

one...

good thing that comes with old love

is your heart's muscle memory.

It can remind you of all the reasons why there was love to begin with.

It just needs to be jogged every now and again.

So, you're...

We're okay.

Okay.

I love you.

I love you, too.

* He was on his way home from Candletop *

* Been two weeks gone And he thought he'd stop *

* At Web's and have him a drink 'Fore he went home to her *

* Andy Wo-Lo said hello *

* He said, "Hi, what's new?" *

* And Wo said, "Sit down I got some bad news that's gonna hurt *"

* Said, "I'm your best friend And you know that's right *"

* But your young bride Ain't home tonight *

* Since you've been gone She's been seeing that Amos boy, Seth" *

* Now he got mad and he saw red *

* Andy said, "Boy, don't you lose your head *

* Because to tell you the truth, I've been with her myself" *

* That's the night That the lights went out in Georgia *

* That's the night that they hung an innocent man *

* Well don't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer *

* 'Cause the judge in the town's Got bloodstains on his hands *

* Andy got scared and left the bar *

* Walking on home 'Cause he didn't live far *

* You see, Andy didn't have many friends and he just lost him one *

* Brother thought his wife Must have left town *

* So he went home and finally found *

* The only thing Daddy had left him And that was a gun *

* He went off to Andy's house *

* Slipping through the backwoods Quiet as a mouse *

* Came upon some tracks Too small for Andy to make *

* He looked through the screen At the back porch door *

* And he saw Andy lying on the floor *

* In a puddle of blood And he started to shake *

* The Georgia patrol Was making their rounds *

* So he fired a shot Just to flag 'em down *

* A big-bellied sheriff grabbed his gun And said "Why'd you do it?" *

* The judge said "guilty" On a make-believe trial *

* Slapped the sheriff On the back with a smile *

* Said, "Supper's waiting at home And I got to get to it" *

* That's the night That the lights went out in Georgia *

* That's the night That they hung an innocent man *

* Well, don't trust your soul To no backwoods Southern lawyer *

* Because the judge in the town's Got bloodstains on his hands *

* That's the night That the lights went out in Georgia *

* That's the night That they hung an innocent man *

* Well, don't trust your soul To no backwoods Southern lawyer *

* Because the judge in the town's Got bloodstains on his hands *

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