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NELLA:
Previously, on The Other Black Girl...

VERA: Needles and Pins.
NELLA: Shartricia is problematic.

[applause]
- I really liked the book.

VERA: You will apologize.

NELLA: This whole thing with Colin
is undoing the past two years.

Just in time for its 35th anniversary,
a rerelease of Burning Heart.

- I mean, she never looked out for me
the way that we're supposed to.

You know what I mean?
- Colin, I'm sorry.

- I had an idea.
We should do a sensitivity read.

- Wasn't the sensitivity read
Nella's idea?

I got your back from now on.

♪ I’ll Take You There
by The Staple Singers playing ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

KENDRA RAE PHILLIPS:
D, are you almost done?

DIANA GORDON:
Almost. Dang, you impatient.

KENDRA: Yeah, it hurt.
DIANA: 'Kay, well, take it easy.

- Ah, ah. Not so tight, D.

- Not my fault. You got a soft head.

That's on Auntie Bev
for giving you such a soft life.

- [laughs] Oh, I can't
wait 'til I'm in Boston

and I can meet someone who won't
give me shit while they do my braids.

- In Boston? [laughs]

Good luck findin' anybody

who could do this.
[Kendra laughs]

- Ah.

- Sorry, I just don't get
why you have to leave.

Harvard is Harvard,
but Diana is Diana, too.

There's only one of me.

- Yeah, and I'm lucky I got you.

- Damn right.

- Huge, man-sized feet and all.

- Wow. You see how you do?
[Kendra laughs]

[Diana laughs]

- [softly] Come here.

I'm never really gonna leave you.

All right? I just--

You've always known
you want to tell stories.

I need to figure myself out.

And Harvard's the best place for that.

Even if that means
some pasty ass Red Sox fan

has to jack up my scalp once or twice.

- [chuckles] You know they will.
- Yeah, they will.

[both laughing]

- Call me every day.

'Kay, Kenny? I don't care
if you run out of quarters.

Forget your laundry.

You're gonna wear a dirty bra
and call your best friend, okay?

On lock?

- On lock.

[Diana chuckles]
♪ Little lady ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Mm-mm-mm, mm ♪

♪ Mm, duh-duh-duh ♪

♪ And suck it so ♪

[cat meows]

[sighs]

NELLA: Oh, my God.

OWEN [mouthful]:
What, "Oh, my God?" Is that cat back?

- No, I completely forgot about this thing

that Vera wanted me
to read at the office last night,

and I guess that Hazel
just... dropped it off.

- Oh. Seems nice.

- Yep. She lives in Harlem.
That's, like, over an hour train ride.

- Huh.

Maybe she was visiting
her boyfriend, or girlfriend,

or grandma, grandma's girlfriend.
I don't know. People go places.

I think you're overthinking it.
It seems really nice.

- Like, too nice.

- There's no such thing.

I gotta go. I swallowed so much
toothpaste to have this conversation.

- Hm.

♪ theme music playing ♪

♪ light, mellow music playing ♪

- Hazel told me we have
the same brow shape. [chuckles]

- I know, and you've
told me four times this week.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Did you come to my apartment last night?

- So, you got... the manuscript?

- Yeah.
[Hazel chuckles]

- Thanks, I mean, I really can't believe
that you went so far outta your way

just to help me like that.
- It's not a problem at all.

I was at this wine bar
in your neighborhood, Olla's.

Have you been?

- No, it's kind--
Uh, uh, well, yeah, once, um,

it's just a little pricey.

- [laughs] But so worth it.

- Yeah. So worth... all that money.

But... thank you

for... standing up for me
in the meeting yesterday

and for the manuscript.

I mean, you have the same
24 hours in a day that I do, right?

- I told you... Got your back.

VERA: Did you read it? [clears throat]

The Garcia manuscript. Did you read it?
- [mouthing] Thank you!

- [mouthing] You're welcome.
NELLA: Yes, I did.

I loved it. Um, quick read.

You could almost...
read it in one subway ride.

- Wow, I totally agree.

And we should add that
to the marketing campaign.

Nothing's more relatable than the subway.

- Nothing.
VERA: Oh,

I have the worst headache
in the history of the Western world.

I hate to ask you,
but will you go to the break room

and get something for me?

Uh, Advil, Lorazepam,
whatever they have in there.

- Yeah.
- I'll give you a hand with that, Nell.

[Vera sighs]

- Oh, well, don't you
wanna wait for Maisy?

- Nah, she's not gonna
be in 'til later today.

- Well, time is just a construct
when your trust fund kicks in at 16.

Uh... don't tell her I said that.

- Oh, it's okay. I get it.

She's got a doctor's appointment

every Friday afternoon.
VERA: Mm.

- Didn't know the doctor makes house calls
to her boyfriend's apartment. [gasps]

- [laughs] Oh, Hazel... you're bad.

[Vera chuckling]

- This is really a one-person job.

- Look. Come to a party with me tonight.

- What? What party?
- [chuckling] Yeah.

- Isn't it, like, a Wednesday?

- [scoffs] Girl, my friend
who works at Condé Nast

said that there's a huge fundraiser
for MoMa uptown somewhere.

- You got invited?
- [sings] ♪ No ♪ [snaps fingers]

- So, you're just gonna crash?

- [snaps fingers] Tell people
you belong and they'll believe it.

[Nella sighs]
- Nella, this is the kinda thing

that cultural elites go to.

Okay? A.K.A., people who
wanna write books, right?

Maybe Anna Wintour has a book
about under seasonin' chicken

and reusin' teabags
she just can't wait to write.

And she's waiting at this party
for an up-and-coming editor

to coax it out of her.

But we gotta get there
by, like, six so we can roll in.

- Okay, well, that's never gonna happen

because Vera has never
let me outta here before six.

When her grandmother died,
she made me go sit shiva... with her.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

- Maisy already said
that she was leavin' early

so she could try and poach an author.
[clicking tongue]

So, we just need to get Vera out somehow.

Maybe that's it.

What's the deal with them?

- Vera and Maisy?
- Mm.

- They hate each other.
[Hazel laughs]

So, Vera and Maisy
were assistants together.

They've, kind of, always been
pitted against each other from day one.

[gulping]

- Ooh. Rough night?

- No. Why?

- Oh, you just look tired.

- [chuckles] Well, when you
have a best-selling author--

Oh, you wouldn't understand.

- Bye.
- Bye, now.

- Bitch.
VERA: Bitch.

NELLA:
When they were both promoted to editor,

Wagner only trusted them
with female-skewing books.

Gone Girl, Girl on a Train,

Girl Does Crazy Thing,
What's Wrong With Girl?

Basically, anything
with "girl" in the title.

Now, anytime one succeeds,

they feel like it's
at the expense of the other.

- [chuckles] Perfect.

♪ ambient music playing on speaker ♪
[Vera groans]

[door knocks]

[stops music]
- Hazel.

- I was just checkin' in
to see how you're feelin'.

- Oh, do you have a spare
semi-truck to run over my forehead?

- [chuckles] Uh, if you need anything,

you know an extra pair
of eyes on something, I'm here.

Maisy said that she's leaving early

to try to poach an author,
so I'll be free.

- Mm, author? What? Who is it?

- I really shouldn't say
in case it doesn't work out.

- Um.

[quietly] Just between us.
You can tell me.

And it's fine. It's fine.
Maisy and I are old friends.

I've known all three of her noses.

- [laughs] Uh, I, I guess
you'll find out eventually.

It's, um, Kevin McMicheals,
the mystery novelist.

Yeah, he lives in Idaho,
but he comes to New York once a year

to pitch his next book,

and he always has a cocktail
at 5:00 P.M. at Chez Zou.

So... Maisy's gonna go
and... introduce herself.

- Wow.

We are so lucky to have you, Hazel.

♪ ominous music playing ♪

Nella, I'm heading out.

This headache, it just
makes me want a drink.

[whispering] Can you make me
a reservation for Chez Zou at five?

- [whispers] Yep.
- [whispers] Great.

And... I'm sorry about yesterday.

Sometimes I think I work too hard
and I work you too hard.

So... no more calls tonight.

Just take off. When you're done.

NELLA: What did you do to her?

- Gave her exactly what she wanted.

Come on, let's get changed.

- I mean, all I have is my work clothes.

Well, I do have a sweatshirt
that I keep here for when it gets cold,

but it's got a big picture
of Steve Urkel on it.

- [laughs] Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- Oh my-- Okay, come on. Mm-mm.
[laughs] I got you.

- Oh.

♪ Conceited by SZA playing ♪

[inaudibly speaking]

♪ I don't like nobody,
I don't feel guilty about it ♪

♪ I just got my body done,
ain't got no guilt about it ♪

♪ I just heard your opinion,
I could've did without it ♪

♪ All these bitches is minions,
despicable like, ooh, oh ♪

♪ Feeling like Mike Lowrey, oh ♪

♪ Proud about my salary, oh, ooh, oh ♪

♪ Heard they calling me out ♪

♪ Love it when they calling me out, oh ♪

♪ I got no reason to depend on you ♪

Oh, wow. I --

You kinda made me look like you.

- You're welcome.

Or not. Damn!
- No, I-I love it.

Did we just do something fucked up?
[Hazel sighs]

With Vera and Maisy?

Like, did we contribute to the already
fucked-up-ness of the system?

- You can't take all the problems
of the world on your shoulders like that.

Colin? Then this?

We just out here tryin' to survive.

- By survive you mean...
get some free champagne

and watch Anna Wintour
get sloppy on the dance floor?

- You and I know exactly
how fucked up the system is,

more than Vera and Maisy.

We're taking advantage of something
created by the powers that be

long before you and I
both stepped onto those elevators.

You need to take the wins
where we can get them.

And tonight, that means
[snapping fingers] we gon' draaaaank.

[Hazel laughs]

[sighs] Just promise me
you'll take this for what it is.

A win.

♪ low ominous music playing ♪

Promise.

- I promise.

♪ ominous music continues ♪

Oh, my God. You're bleeding.

- What?
- Do you need, like, a Band-Aid

or something?
- Just-- I'm fine, I'm fine!

Uh... I'm gonna meet you downstairs.

We're gonna crush that party.

♪

[sighs]

♪

- Wow.

Okay. Ivy League. [laughs]

You need to graduate
so we can afford a taxi.

- [sighs] I'm so, so happy you're here.

- Me too.

So, what do you wanna do tonight?
How does Harvard get down?

Have they even heard of Stevie Wonder?

[both laughing]

- Uh, well, actually I, um,

I figured we could stay in and catch up.

- Is everything okay?

- Um,

sometimes it feels like

everybody's looking at me.

- That's just white people, Kenny.

You gotta let these
things roll off your back.

- Well, it's easy for you to say.

- Or you could transfer.
[Kendra sighs]

You're not happy. Right? So, you--
- No, no, I can't just give up.

I'm lucky to be here in the first place.

- Okay, well, I wish I could help,
but it doesn't seem like you want me to.

- [sighs] Because you can't.
You don't get it.

- I'ma go wash my face.

- Diana, I didn't mean--

D--

[acoustic guitar strumming]

- FYI, there is a naked man
playing guitar in your hallway.

[door thuds]

[ambient street sounds]

♪ Welcome To My Island
by Caroline Polachek playing ♪

[laughter]

♪ Welcome to my island ♪

♪ See the palm trees wave in the wind ♪

[indistinct party chatter]

- Can't believe this is happening.

I'm sweating so much right now,
my body is, like, peeing.

Is that possible?

- Girl, you need to chill.

Ooh, ooh. Hey! Hey!

Oh, my God, hi!

Oh, you're back from London.

- Yeah, just got back.
HAZEL: Hm.

- How do I know you again?

- Oh, my bad. You not Pharrell.

- How did you know he was in London?

- Girl, that hat.

If he wasn't in London,
he wanted to pretend he was.

- This is--
- Ah, cute.

Okay, you ready to go
talk to some people?

- Uh, could we maybe, like,
get a drink or something first?

- Look, all you gotta do
is just chat a little bit, okay?

That is how you move up in the world.

- Girls! I-I'm Kate,
the hostess of this little shindig.

Um, tell me again who invited you?

- I-- Well, I-- We are--

- I'm Hazel-May McCall
and this is Nella Rogers.

We're editors
at Wagner Books, junior editors.

You know, I was at drinks
with Giselle Chung

from Penguin Random House last week,

and she mentioned that you
were having this thing tonight,

but I... I haven't seen her.

- Oh, well, Giselle's
in Greece for two weeks.

You know.
- Oh, right, right.

- She'll be so sad
she missed you, I'm sure.

Yeah. You know what's
so funny is I, I didn't know that

Wagner had two... new editors.
[Nella laughs]

- [laughs] That is really funny.

You know, I am just gonna
have to tell Richard that I need

that press release next time.
[snaps fingers]

[Nella chuckles]

Oh, my God, is that
an original Danielle Mabry?

- Well, I think it's safe to say
that you have a very good eye.

[group chuckling]

You know, Hazel, if you
are into modern sculpture,

there's someone over here
you really should meet.
- Um.

♪ Welcome To My Island continues playing ♪

Hi. Yeah. Thanks.

♪ The ocean blue ♪

♪ I am my father's daughter in the end ♪

♪ He says watch your ego,
watch your head, girl ♪

♪ You're so smart, so talented ♪

- Hi, I'm Nella Rogers.
I'm an assistant editor at Wagner Books.

Have you seen... the sculpture?

- Are you feelin' okay, honey?

- Yes. I'm sorry.
I'm just-- I'm very nervous.

- I'm Lena. Lena Jordan.

- Wait, as in, "...and this is our
podcast producer, Lena Jordan?"

With Get the Real with Jesse Watson?

That podcast is, like, my Bible.

I actually have to admit, I sent him a DM.

- Not you, too...
He gets a million DMs.

Lots of feet pics.

- [laughs] No, not that kind of DM.

I was actually trying to convince him
to come and write something at Wagner.

I just know that he has
a brilliant book inside of him.

Oh, what, you don't think so?

- Oh, no. I know he does.

But I also know that Wagner is
absolutely not the right place for him.

They haven't had a Black editor since--
- Kendra Rae Phillips.

- A million years ago?

- Listen, I know that Wagner has
a bad reputation for people like us,

and I know firsthand
that it is well deserved.

We are gonna change them
from the inside out.

They were a trailblazing
company back in the day,

and they can be that again.

- Honey, I love that
you believe in yourself,

but having 15 years on you,

I know nothing ever changes.

Good luck on your journey.

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

[phone line ringing]

NELLA: Come on, come on.

HAZEL [on voicemail]:
You've reach Hazel-May McCall.

Please leave a message.
[phone beeps]

[indistinct party chatter]

[phone buzzing]

- Hello?

Hazel?

I'm in the stairwell.

CALLER [through phone]:
[laughing] Hazel?

[sighs] Good luck.

- Who is this?

[call disconnects]

- Hey.

You okay?

- Yeah... Just needed a breather.

Had a weird conversation.

Two weird conversations, actually.

- You know what goes really great
with weird conversations?

- What?

- Mini sandwiches and champagne.

- [laughs] Oh.
- Mm-hm.

You want? [chuckles]
- Thank you.

♪ mellow electronic music playing ♪

[both giggling]

- Oh, my God, you are
so fuckin' moody, girl.

Like, I have never met
anyone more clearly a Cancer.

- I know, I know. I just-- I'm feeling,

[inhales sharply] like, wistful.

[Hazel laughs]
No, I am.

Well, I'm startin' to feel like
I'm not going anywhere at Wagner

and I've just wasted the last two years.

- You know what?

I am about to "Iyanla, Fix Your Life."

[laughs] You have all
the tools in the toolbox.

You just, you just need to use them.

Like, fuckin' take a risk.

Why is an up-and-coming
editor hiding in a stairwell

from the party of the year?

- Okay, fair.
- Yeah.

- But don't you wanna be
the up-and-coming editor?

- Well, sure.

- Well, then why are
you being so nice to me?

We're competition.

- Look at Vera and Maisy.

They make each other miserable,

and there is more than enough room
in the world for both of them.

I don't wanna be that.

Do you?

- Definitely not.

- You shine. I shine.

[clicks tongue] On periodt.

Let's get back in there.

Everyone's probably
talkin' about Steve Urkel,

and... you're not even there.
[Nella chuckles]

Come on, come on. Get your stuff.
- Okay, okay.

♪ upbeat funk music playing ♪

[people chattering]

Hi... I'm Nella.
I'm an editor at Wagner Books.

I'm really sorry to interrupt.

I just wanted to talk to you

about some of the titles
we have on our upcoming slate

that I am really, really excited about.

- Do you have a business card?

- Yeah. Well, not exactly--

- I don't think she's
had them printed yet.

Isn't that right, Nella?

- Richard... I--
- Let's have a chat.

♪

- So, what would you do?

- What?

- Oh, you're a big,
fancy editor, I understand.

What's your first project?

- I'm really sorry. I didn't--
- Ya didn't think you'd get caught.

You took a big risk, Nella.

Impersonating an editor--
- I know. It's not me.

This party, the lying... this lip color.

- ...is the ballsiest thing
I've ever seen you do.

- Wait, what?

- Keep going.

Tell me about your first project.

- Um.

Burning Heart.

It's the 35th anniversary,
and... I think that you--

that Wagner should do a rerelease.

- Go on.
- Wow, okay.

I-I, uh, actually have
a whole presentation with P&Ls,

and art mock-ups,
and we could do a new foreword,

maybe by Diana Gordon
or Kendra Rae Phillips?

- No.

- S-Sorry?

- No. Kendra Rae Phillips is not possible.

- I know that no one has heard
from her since she left publishing,

but we could find her.

I could find her.

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

I shouldn't have brought it up.
I don't know what I was thinking.

- You know, after all this time,

Burning Heart is still the thing
I'm most proud of in my career?

And Kendra Rae Phillips
is my biggest regret.

Couple weeks after the book came out,

they found her bag
and her ID on a subway platform,

no one ever heard from her again.

That's the official story.

But that's bullshit.

Kendra Rae took her own life.

Broke my heart.

♪ gentle somber music playing ♪

- I am so sorry for your loss.

And I don't mean
to speak out of turn here,

but shouldn't we do
a rerelease of the book?

To honor Kendra Rae?

- You know, you remind me of her.

You cannot keep an idea inside
no matter how up against it you are.

Let's talk about it more tomorrow.

Maybe there's something there.

- Really?

- Really.

Goodnight, Nella.

♪ Living in the Moment
by Coops and Isabelle Brown playing ♪

♪ Livin' in the moment ♪

[elevator dings]

- Kenny! [giggles]

- Diana, what are you--
Look, you can't just show up here.

- But I brought sandwiches.

- Yeah, I can't eat those.

- What?
- [laughs] Also, I can't leave for lunch.

I just can't let them think I'm slacking.

- Wagner has been working you too hard.

Is that Richard?

That's your boss?

- Now, quit.
- Mm-mm. 'Scuse me?

Are you Richard Wagner?
- I am.

- I'm sorry. I just wanted to say
that you have such a superstar

in my friend, Kendra Rae Phillips, here.

- We're lucky to have her.

She never says hello to me
on the elevator, but I get it.

I'm scary. [chuckles]
- Oh. [laughs]

- What's your name?
- I'm Diana Gordon.

I'm a writer.
- She any good?

- Uh, yes, she's fantastic.

Um, early Faulkner mixed
with Angelou, but still uniquely Diana.

- Well, you'll have to show me
what you're workin' on.

Maybe over a lunch a little more
exciting than what you have there.

- I'd love that.
- Great.

Meet me downstairs in five?
The three of us, we can talk shop.

It was nice to meet you, Diana.

- Likewise. [chuckles]

Uh, uh, uh. [snapping]

Can you believe that? [laughs]

You okay? What's wrong?

- Did you come here to have lunch with me
or just to pitch yourself to my boss?

- Whoa, what? I just did us both a favor.

We are having lunch
with the Wagner of Wagner Books.

Are you serious right now?

- [sighs] No, you're right. You're right.

Let's go to lunch.
[Diana/Kendra laugh]

[horns beeping]
[Hazel chuckles]

- That could've been so, so, so, so bad.

- Ah! But it wasn't, I told you.

- Oh, my God, is this
what cocaine feels like?

- [chuckles] Yeah, no.
- Oh.

- You have so much potential, Nella.
It just... needs to be unlocked.

- And I mean, wasn't it so crazy
what he said about Kendra Rae Phillips?

- Oh, I get it.

She was totally alone
and she just... lost it.

- Yeah... I mean,
thank God we're not... alone.

- Not anymore. [chuckles]

Weird thought, should we get more food?

- You know what?
I'm glad you said somethin'

because I was startin' to wonder
if 24-hour ramen was a thing?

- Ooh, invent it. Invent it right now.

- Wanna go over...?
- Ooh, yes!

NELLA/HAZEL: Taxi!

- Hi!
NELLA: We're looking for some ramen.

♪ gentle suspenseful music playing ♪

- Things have changed.

I need you.

♪

♪