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Previously on "Greenleaf"...

Did you tell Roberto
about Isaiah?

- What happened at the studio?
- Yeah, it happened.

Why wouldn't you tell him?

He's my boyfriend. I'll
see you tomorrow, crazy.

Did the two of you
learn anything

from your season
with Basie Skanks?

- Jacob's not Basie.
- You're delusional.

- No, you delusional.
- You mess with

black people's money, they gonna
rise up and take it back.

You let us fill that bank
account, and you walk.

The land belongs to us. Basie
is out of the picture.

Have you heard from
Kevin, by any chance?

No, not since he
left that letter.

- I want to find Kevin.
- Okay.

Is there anything
that you can do?

If you ever need a personal
reference from me...

- That's what this is.
- I'm afraid so.

Did that check for
10k clear yet?

- Just a few minutes ago.
- I thank you, Miss Cross.

- You can call me Rochelle.
- Of course.

Now if you'll excuse me...

And then he was just gone.

I didn't go over
there to kill him.

I can't say it brings
me any pleasure

to see Mac's crimes rehashed
yet again in the newspaper,

but if Mr. Nash's article
answers people's questions,

so be it.

Hey.

- I didn't get in.
- To what?

St. Josephine society.

- That's impossible.
- How do you know?

They posted the
accepted debutantes

on St. Josephine's website.

Let me see that thing.

I'm sorry if I let
down the Greenleafs.

Baby, come here. You haven't
let anybody down. No.

No, this has got
to be a mistake.

I mean, this has got
to be a mistake.

Greenleaf girls are
always accepted.

It's no big deal.

Bye, honey. Chin up.

That's all because of me.

Now how is that because of you?

Mama, there is an article

on the front page
of the Memphis news

about how I killed a
Memphis man of the year.

- In... self... defense.
- I'm just saying.

They can't want all
that bad publicity

to overshadow their cotillion.

Listen. I refuse to indulge this
kind of hopeless speculation.

I'm just going to talk
to Jacinta about it.

Who?

You know, Jacinta.
Jacinta Butler.

Well, she's the president
of the society.

This has just got
to be a mistake.

- Good morning.
- Morning, Daddy.

- I'm ready when you are, Pastor.
- All right.

- Hello, dear.
- Let's do it.

Well, where are you two off to?

Mama, we are going to Triumph.

What?

Yes, it's Basie's turn to
host the monthly meeting

of the Metro Memphis
council of churches.

Your daughter felt
that I should attend.

And she's not wrong.

If we avoided every place

where enmity and strife
once confounded us...

we'd all be stranded
where we stand.

Exactly. let's go.

All right.

Oh.

Maricel?

Do you know the
glass-doored highboy

in the hallway upstairs?

Yes, ma'am.

In the bottom drawer,
there's a wooden box.

Bring it to me.

And carefully, please.

What's in it?

A gun.

♪ Amen ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Uh-huh, hmm ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Well ♪

♪ Oh-ohh, ohh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Amen, amen ♪
♪ oh ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

how am I supposed
to go to school?

All of my friends,
they're just gonna...

I can't even.

- I tell you what.
- What?

How about, cotillion weekend,
you and I go to New York,

just the two of us,

and see "Hamilton"?

You said it was too expensive.

Well, we're not
buying that dress.

I know, cold comfort.

We can really go?

Yeah, if you want to.

- Maybe.
- Okay.

Can we go to school now?

Yeah. okay.

It's a wonderful piece, Mae.
Where did you get it?

Well, it was actually
on the property

when James and I bought
the place, in a dugout.

Beautiful.

It's a percussion boxlock.

1842, I'd say, although
I can't be sure.

What made you think
to bring it by?

Oh, no reason especially.

It's in a drawer, and every
time I look at it I say,

"oh, get this thing out of
here before my new grandson

is old enough to find it."

Mm-hmm. it is still
a deadly weapon.

Well, thank you for
confirming that.

But really, I just knew that
someone like you should have it,

Jacinta, a real collector.

Oh, my. Look at that.

What?

Well... it's the yearbook

from the year that Charity
joined the society.

Let me see. Where's my baby?

Ah, there she is.

Wasn't she a
beautiful debutante?

There's my Charity.

We were all disappointed
that you elected

not to nominate this year.

But I understood.
It's been hard.

- Excuse me?
- It made perfect sense to me,

after all that you've been
through as a family this year,

to not apply.

But I did. I nominated
both the girls.

Are you positive?

Jacinta, that is not something
that I would get wrong.

Well, I don't remember
seeing a nomination

for either Sophia or Zora in
the packets we were sent.

Well, who put
together the packets?

The board secretary, I assume.

And who might that be?

This year?

Tasha Skanks.

I really wanted Sophia
to have that experience.

And she will, and Zora, too.
You Mark my words.

Your mother will not let this go

until she finds who is to
blame and makes her pay.

You two have a lot more
in common than you think.

So try to be nice.

Gigi, I have prayed that
your brother find himself,

and I'm happy he has.

I just wish he hadn't found
himself in my backyard.

- Hey.
- Oh, hey.

How you doing, pop?

- Hey.
- Hi there.

- You guys came.
- Why wouldn't we?

Well, I don't know. Basie, me.

If we tried to avoid
every place on earth

where enmity confounds us, we'd
be stranded where we stand.

- Amen?
- Amen.

How's it feel being back?

So far, so good. No fist fights.

Yeah, we had a feeling
he'd be late.

Yeah, Basie hasn't shown up yet.

- Why am I not surprised?
- Daddy...

Where does the time go?

I am so sorry to keep
everybody waiting.

I was just in my office
with father Alvarado here,

and he put something on my
heart that was so heavy.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Well, bring it in. Bring it in.

I heard Walker invited
you to speak.

I was nothing but pleased.

Everybody can go ahead
and take their seat.

See you later.

Thank you all for coming.

Triumph is so happy
to be able to host

this spiritual meeting of minds.

- Amen.
- All: Amen.

Let's get this show on the road.

Pastor, the floor is yours.

Thank you, Pastor Skanks.

Fellow members of

the Memphis Metropolitan
Council of Churches,

I want to thank you

for the honor of
addressing you today

on behalf of the thousands

of homeless men,
women, and children

in the Memphis area.

Triumph church and I have
recently parted ways,

and my wife, Kerissa, and I have
taken up the lord's challenge

to found the Real
Church of Memphis,

dedicated to serving the
homeless and hopeless,

a church without walls,

designed to express a
love without limits,

the love of Jesus Christ.

All: amen.

So the outro would
be something like...

♪ I know he loves me ♪

♪ he put himself in my place ♪

♪ I know he loves me ♪

or something like that.
What do you think?

That would be for
the Clark sisters?

It doesn't sound right for them?

Not to me, but maybe
that's just me.

You're the one with
all the, you know,

Nashville connections.

No, no. You're right. I just...

I've been writing all week.

Jabari's coming tomorrow and
he's looking for a song,

and everything that I've
been writing just...

Just lays there.

What would Carlton do?

You did say the choir hasn't
been the same since he left.

Touché.

You'll figure it out.

- Praise the Lord.
- Hey.

- Charity Greenleaf?
- Yeah, it's me.

I thought you'd
forgotten all about me.

Yeah, I-I know.
It's been a while.

You really think that
I would purposefully

deep-six a nomination like that?

- Two nominations.
- I'm not that kind of person.

Then how do you account, Ms.
Skanks,

for the fact that I e-mailed
the nomination forms,

and yet, Jacinta Butler said
that my granddaughters' names

weren't even in the package
you gave to the committee.

I don't know what to say. I
can't account for anything

because I never received any

of these phantom e-mails
that you're referring to.

Oh, Ms. Skanks, please.
You know, I got to say.

I am really disappointed in you.

First lady, you
come to my office

and you step to me like this.

Disappointed in me? What
about my granddaughters?

What have they ever
done to deserve this?

I don't have anything against
Zora or the other one.

That's a fact.

But your husband does,
and don't deny it.

He has it out for me, my family,

my son, my husband.

- It's not like...
- He said so,

so it's no use in
you lying about it.

Okay, look.

I'm not going to deny that
Basie has his bones to pick.

But, first lady,
they're good bones.

They're well-earned.

Are you just gonna stand here
and just lie in my face?

Don't you have any self-respect?

Yeah, I do.

Get out.

- Wait.
- What now?

Is that a Michelene Castel?

- It is. What about it?
- Where did you get it?

Devlin Mason gallery.

I saw the article on you
in "Southern Decor,"

and I thought it was beautiful.

I thought that every
well-respected woman

should have something
like that in their home,

and I wanted that for myself.

I'm going to find those e-mails.

- Good luck.
- And when I do,

you're going to find yourself
pinned like a butterfly

to a display case of justice

where no lie or
dissimulation avails.

Man: so when they
finally found the boy,

he was in a garage, engine
running, nearly dead.

All this, all this
because he thought

that God couldn't love
him if he was gay.

If I may, how's the boy doing?

Well, he's brain damaged
from the asphyxiation,

and the doctors are not sure

how much of his capacity
he'll ever regain,

so prayers are welcome.

Father.

Brothers and sisters, we gotta
do something about this.

Now I'm not just
speaking officially now.

I'm speaking as a human being.

We got to do something.

I look around this room,

and I know we all come
from a different place

when we talk about
this issue here,

but we all serve the same God.

- Amen?
- Amen.

Basie: and that God is a God of love.
Let me tell you.

Just to think of a
16-year-old soul

doing harm to himself like this,

hearing Satan's
voice in his head,

and he thinks it's
Jesus talking.

Oh, how the very walls
of God's heavenly city

must shake with rage,

blessed rage, at
the misperception.

We gotta get out
ahead of this thing.

We gotta take a stand.

All: amen.

What do you make
of all that, huh?

- Sad story.
- Jacob, that's it?

Well, I'm definitely
going to put that boy up

in prayer this evening, but yes.

What about you, Daddy?

Well, my heart definitely goes
out to that boy and his family,

but I'm not sure it
serves the church

to sound off too loudly

about anything other
than the cross.

Some folk thrive on
controversy, though.

It seems to suit their purposes.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Thank you for what
you said up there.

Mm, thank you for asking after
that poor child's welfare.

The silence in this
room was shameful.

Mm-hmm.

But I didn't, you know,
want to lead the witness.

People gonna be who they are.

Bishop.

If you'll excuse me,

I'm going to go talk
to father Alvarado

to see if there's anything
that we can do for that boy.

I'll meet you in the car.

There's got to be
something more we can do.

Carlton. hello.

Hello.

Um, what did you want to say?

I'm, uh...

- Glad you called.
- You didn't sound too glad.

Oh, there's a reason for that,

but I am glad that you called.

It was nice just now,

seeing Wanda out in the hallway
and Darlene and Thomas.

Reggie's working
out of the house,

so any excuse to get out into
the world is a good thing.

But I thought you
were at Gethsemane?

Not full-time.

I teach some private lessons
on the side, but...

I-I-I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Which brings me to my point.

It really hurt my feelings

the way you handled
things with me leaving.

Carlton, I-I'm sorry.
I got busy.

Oh, so you're too busy for me

until you need something from me.
Got it.

- No! that's not it.
- Well, that's how it seems.

But it's not. I really got busy.

With what?

I got divorced.

So you two finally ended things.

Yeah.

- I'm sorry to hear that.
- Thanks.

But that is when you should
lean on your friends,

not cut them out.

Carlton, but there was
so much that I...

I couldn't talk about,
especially with you.

Especially with me?

Yeah.

Well, what kind of stuff?
What can't anybody say to me?

You were great today, Pastor.
You really were.

- Appreciate that.
- I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

All right, pop. I'll see you.

Jacob, what you said in there
about homeless and helpless,

that was good.

Thanks, pop.

You're calling it
the Real Church.

Yes, sir. The Real
Church of Memphis, yeah.

Strong name.

- Got it from Jesus himself.
- I believe it.

Why don't you and Kerissa
come by for dinner tonight,

if you're not busy?

- I'll check and see.
- If it works.

I would have sent it
back in December,

when the nominations were due.

Now does it go back that far?

It does, but you have
files open here from

"a day with Lady
Mae" 2 years back.

Let me close some of these
windows that you don't need.

I don't want to lose anything.

There. St. Josephine's.

Print me two copies.

- Right away.
- Mm!

Oh.

Thank you, Jesus.

Oh, Rochelle.

Oh, this is delicious.

I knew you were a pineapple
upside-down cake type of guy.

- I just knew it.
- Guilty as charged,

and this here ranks
as one of the best.

- Ah.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm!

It's the young pineapple.
That's the key.

The old ones get all
watery and sour.

- James, you will not believe...
- Mae.

Mae, this here is Rochelle,
the friend of the church

I was telling you about.

Oh, welcome to Calvary.

Rochelle, this is Lady Mae,

first lady of my church and
first lady of my life.

It's so good to meet you.

- And you.
- Wait. Mae, taste this.

Ooh, this'll make you
wanna smack your mama!

I'm sure it's wonderful
cake, bishop.

Rochelle made it.

She did?

- You did?
- I just wanted to thank bishop

for taking me to
lunch last week.

Well, how delightfully
old-fashioned.

Were you not able to
get to the bottom

of that mix-up with Jacinta?

Jacinta Butler? She's
a friend of mine,

and if I can do
anything to help...

Well, I don't...

I think you've
done quite enough.

Enjoy your cake, Bishop.

- Did I do something wrong?
- No, no, no. You were perfect.

Oh.

This is pastor Skanks.

Pastor Skanks, this
is Grace Greenleaf.

Is this a good time?

It is now.

No. I had no plan to speak
on anything like that today.

Tell you the truth,
my mind was mostly

on how I was going to quit
myself with your brother Jacob.

That was my burden
coming in this morning.

- You two seemed okay.
- Well, the Lord made a way.

But no, all that happened was
my brother in Christ, Miguel,

had just come from
county hospital

with that tale of
woe, and that was it.

I know you know how it is. The
lord moves when he moves.

We just do our best
to follow at speed.

Amen. So what are you gonna do?

- About what?
- About taking a stand.

I don't know. What
does God want to do?

I thought maybe you were
coming over here to tell me.

No, I just...

Hmm.

You're not what I thought.

You're more than I thought.

Well, maybe I'm
better at pretending

I'm not what I am than
you ever seen a man be,

and you just want to know.

Maybe something like that.

I'm-a tell you, Pastor.

I'm-a tell you the truth because
what I don't do is lie.

Okay.

I'm a little fellow,
always have been.

My friends growing up
called me "little man"

because I was small.

But I had a big mouth.

Mm, now that sounds true.

I could do the
dozen like nobody,

signify with the best of them,

but I learned early on,

if I was going to
survive in this world,

I had to make big friends.

With this big mouth of
mine, the older I got,

the smarter I got, or
maybe the more foolish,

depending upon how
you look at it.

This mouth just got bigger
and bigger to the point

where it didn't matter
who my friends were.

They weren't big
enough to protect me

from my big, troublesome mouth.

So I finally made the biggest
friend I could find.

Creator of heaven and earth.

- Hmm.
- Wonderful counsel,

Jehovah jah, bringer of
light, prince of peace,

the divine, almighty God,

and I just speak what
he gives me to say.

He smites mine enemies before
me with his terrible sword.

That's me.

What about you?

Hey. Why you so depressed?

Because all of my aunts went to the St.
Josephine cotillion.

I even got a dress for it.
It's in my shopping cart.

- Hey.
- Yes?

No fly girl of mine
will be walking around

in a poofy dress at a cotillion.

You're too sexy for that.

It's not poofy, and
it's not just a ball.

It's... it's a network.
It's cool.

All right. I guess it's
cool, if you're into it.

Whatever.

We got real things to do...

Don't we?

And you know it was poofy.

It was a little poofy.

Yeah, it was, totally.

So now I'm just waiting
to see what's next.

And when you said that today
about tackling homophobia...

And you thought
that might be it?

Definitely crossed my mind.

- You're like me.
- How so?

When you figure out what
we should do, let me know.

I got a feeling you're
the one with the vision.

- Maybe.
- Hmm.

Pastor...

Thank you very much
for your time.

Thanks for yours.

We should, uh, check the time.

You might have to
jump out the window.

I checked. We're good.

So long

What's the matter?

We talked about it.

I know we talked about it.

So let's do it.

Right now? Right now?

Yeah. what?

You don't want to do it anymore?

No, I want to. I'm just...

just kind of scared.

Hey.

Don't I always take care of you?

♪ Ooh we can make it ♪

♪ oh ♪

- Mm.
- Sorry.

Do you have...

Yes, yes.

Got everything we need.

Let me take care of you.

♪ They gon' find you ♪

Okay.

♪ Ooh, now stay woke ♪

♪ ...creepin' ♪

and now I don't even
know where he is.

I had him on my
find friends app,

but he must have
deleted it, so...

He's just gone.

I am so sorry.

I wish I would have known.

- You know the worst part?
- What's that?

We were too busy
dealing with the fact

that Kevin was gay
and divorcing...

Yeah.

That we never even had
a chance to grieve.

Your little girl.

She just vanished
away inside of me,

and nobody ever said
anything, like...

Like it'd be rude or something.

But I think about her every day.

Eden Brooke.

- You remember her name?
- Of course I remember her name.

I haven't heard anyone say her
name since she went away.

I feel like she's
just out there,

like a kite, just on a string,

alone in the stars...

and I'm the only one holding on.

And if I let go,
she'll just fly away.

You can let go, Charity.

I'll hold it for a while,
and I never let go.

Oh.

I got you.

I just... I don't know
how this happened.

The date is right at the top
of the e-mail, plain as day.

- I sent it.
- Well, and maybe you did.

- I never got it.
- Well, you've got it now.

So you can either
do the right thing

or I'll call Dr. Butler.
Either way...

Oh. oh. Whoa, whoa. Wait.
Wait a hot minute now.

- What, more lies?
- No.

You sent it to the
wrong e-mail address.

What? you don't have
anything sharp to say?

Take a look.

It's supposed to
be .org, not .com.

Oh.

But I sent it ahead
of the deadline.

Yeah. well, you sent it
to somebody, not me.

I'll just call Jacinta.

You know Dr. Butler is a lot
more peeved at you right now

than I am, right?

I told her what you
did, coming in here,

posing all over my shag rug
like some entitled white woman.

And she apologized to me.

Now I may not be on the pages
of "Southern Decor" yet,

but I will be.

And as for you, Mrs. Greenleaf,

you will never be
featured on there again.

Yes. print these out
for the Deacons.

If Jacob's gonna be
across the street

every Sunday sounding off,

I want them to know that we're
doing what we can, too.

- Yes, Bishop.
- Who knows?

Might be better for
everyone in the long run.

How did it go with Ms. Tasha?

- Don't ask.
- Love of my life.

James, would you please invite
Miss Cross to dinner tonight?

Why?

I need her help.

I'll get right on it.

I just feel terrible
about the way

I behaved today at the church.

Oh, first lady,
we all have days.

Besides, all I do most nights
is sit at home and work.

It's nice to be able to
have the chance to get out

and to such an impressive home.

Do you... do you all live here?

No.

We're over in W.C. Handy Park.

Ah, yes, that's an
up-and-coming area.

Yeah, we love it.

I don't recall if
Bishop told me,

but what was your
last church home?

Greater redeemer.

Oh. Reverend
Kensington's church.

- Yes. he's wonderful.
- Yes, he's... he's very solid.

- Hmm.
- So what made you leave?

I don't know if
it's appropriate.

If you heard some of the things
said at this dinner table...

Well, if you're
willing to share...

Well, I, um...

I had breast cancer.

- Oh.
- I'm so sorry to hear that.

- Oh, dear.
- I-I'm in remission now.

Women: thank God.

But they didn't think I was
going to pull through,

and I didn't feel like

Reverend Kensington
was there for me.

I mean, he hardly called.

He didn't visit me
in the hospital.

Well, one thing that we pride
ourselves on at Calvary

is our ministry to the
sick and shut in.

Yeah. I mean, there are nurses
who see Bishop more than I do.

I can imagine.

That's why it's so nice
to be here at Calvary.

I-I really feel supported.

Oh, baby.

Mommy loves you so much.

So don't ever think just
because I cry sometimes,

about your sister, that
you're not enough.

You are a whole life's worth
of dreams for anybody, baby.

But we would have had a lot
of fun with her, wouldn't we?

I would've held her so tight.

And you, you would have
been her best friend,

her best, best friend.

Right?

Okay. uh, girl, I got
to tell you something.

- Okay. tell me.
- Okay...

But you can't judge me.

- Yeah. why would I judge?
- Just... just promise.

I promise. What is it?

So, um, Isaiah came over.

- What, Isaiah?
- You said you wouldn't judge.

- Are you guys back together now?
- Slow your roll.

You know, Z, what is
the matter with you?

Okay. Stop acting like my mom.

Just because grandpa threw
you in a tub of water

doesn't mean you know
what's best for everyone.

Comprende?

Comprende. I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

So what happened?

We did it.

Did what?

It. We did it.

- You had sex?!
- Shh!

How was it?

Um... weird.

Uh, good, I think.

It was just, uh, different.

Rochelle: but every
church I tried,

and I'm not judging, I
mean, believe you me,

I could never get up in front of
people the way these pastors do,

but none of these pastors
really move me, I guess.

Bishop is definitely
one of a kind.

The only one that came close was
Pastor Skanks over at triumph.

But you know, something about
him strikes me as off.

- I couldn't agree more.
- Well, what makes you say that?

I'm just curious.

We were over at Triumph
today for a meeting...

Hmm.

And I think my daughter here
fell under an enchantment.

- What kind of enchantment?
- Nothing. It wasn't...

Mm.

Pastor Skanks just spoke
very compellingly,

I thought, about the
need for the church

to take a firm stand
against homophobia.

So that's the donkey he's going
to ride into Jerusalem now?

- Bingo.
- What did he say?

- Just, uh, love.
- Exactly.

He's such a shameless hypocrite.

You don't know the half of it.

Kerissa...

Well, what I meant was that
Jesus did preach love,

but he also preached sin.

- Amen.
- Basie's just grandstanding.

Daddy, I'm not sure
it's grandstanding.

So what is it?

Why does anyone need
to have a conversation

about these things?

Calvary does not discriminate
against homosexuals.

What?

No one asked Kevin to leave.
He left of his own free will.

- Who's Kevin?
- Our ex-son-in-law.

And if he felt judged,

that was from the well of his
soul and a natural source.

You know, I don't think we need

to be talking about any of
this in front of company.

Oh, no, I'm fine. I miss family.

All he wants to do
is take a stand

and say out loud that God loves
everybody, straight or gay.

Yes, yes, yes, but God
does not love sin.

And to leave that out,
that's irresponsible.

Amen.

And what if it
wasn't Basie, huh?

What if Jacob had
said that today?

- Would you hear it then?
- Oh, Gigi,

considering the toll your
righteous passion for justice

has taken on this
family, even today...

- Kerissa, not right now.
- What happened today?

Zora, Sophia.

The cotillion.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, please don't apologize.

No. I need to. Jacob's right.

This isn't the right
time to be arguing.

- Mama, I'm sorry.
- That's all right, baby.

- Daddy.
- Mm-hmm.

The soulster. You still up?

Yeah. Zora just went home.

Sam has been asking about her.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

That's cool. Her loss.

Can I ask you
something personal?

I've been hoping you would.

Have you ever, like...

Done it?

Done it?

You mean like sex?

Yeah.

Nah. have you?

No.

- Why you asking?
- Just wondering.

Rochelle.

- Ah.
- Grace has always been...

Well, how would you put it, Mae?

Mm, constructively contentious.

Well, I've heard the
same said of me.

Oh, I find that hard to believe.

No, no.

Might, um, Rochelle
and I have...

Oh, of course. I'll
get your coat.

- Oh, thank you.
- Uh-huh.

Rochelle, I cannot stress
enough how sorry I am

for how I behaved earlier today.

It was not about you.

First lady, I wasn't
offended in the least.

I was more concerned.

Oh, you're so kind.

But you did say something
earlier today...

before I put my foot in it,

that I did want to follow up on.

After that dinner?

Now you mentioned
Jacinta Butler.

Yes. she is one of
the few clients

that I have that I actually
consider a friend.

She, far more than
Reverend Kensington,

was the one that helped me

through some of my
hardest days in chemo.

Oh, she is an undeniable Saint.

What can I do? How can I help?

Well, it seems that I made,

during one of the most difficult
chapters of my own travails,

what my mother would call...

An overlook-tion.

- Morning.
- Good morning, mama.

- Thanks.
- Morning, ma'am.

It's not your fault, dear.

What?

This mess with the cotillion.

You can't know that committee
didn't look at the paper

before they voted, mom.
You can't know that.

I sent the nomination
to the wrong e-mail.

- They never got it.
- How do you know?

Someone told me, and it's true.

I'm the guilty party.

It's not... you.

For once.

And it turns out that Rochelle

has this back-channel
pull with Jacinta.

Let's just see if she
is as influential

as she says she is.

We got it. We got in!

- To the...
- Yeah.

Zora and I both just
got e-mails saying

that there was some mix-up.

That's great! I knew it!
I knew it! I knew it!

Mm! you see?

What happened?

Well, your grandmother
made some calls.

Thank you so much, grandma.

Oh, you are very welcomed
and you are very deserving.

You see, I told you
it was a mistake,

both of you, but
nobody ever listens.

Hmm. Bring it in. Come on.

- Mwah!
- Congratulations.

Thanks.

- Wow.
- Oh.

All right. Well, I'm gonna
go get ready for work.

Mama, thank you for telling me.

And thank you for
not judging me.

And I'm glad that this
Rochelle could help us,

- but, mama...
- I know, honey.

We'll fight that
fight when it comes.

Mm-hmm.

Maricel?

Yes, ma'am?

Please take that
down and store it.

Yes, ma'am.

In fact, send every
painting by that artist

to the gallery.

Yes, ma'am.

It's time for a change.

♪ You helped me
face it all again ♪

♪ and you never,
ever walked away ♪

♪ never had a bad thing to say ♪

♪ never, never, ever let me go ♪

♪ now I know ♪

♪ oh, so good to know ♪

♪ this hurt I could
hardly share ♪

♪ our burdens you now bear ♪

♪ always by my side ♪

♪ through the wrong ♪

♪ through the right ♪

♪ oh ♪

♪ Oh, so good to know ♪

♪ ooh ♪

♪ Lord ♪

♪ oh, so good to know ♪

what do you think?

I think that's a hit.