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Previously on Paper Dolls...

Hey, guys. Where are you going?

- Are we moving? - Just us.

- Why? - Are you serious?

After the shit you just pulled with Eli.

# That body... #

You're a bit of a shark, Lill.

Roger's opening a new sub-label.

Oh, you didn't know that, did you?

Well, what can you do, Margot?

'Cause I'm scratching my fucking head.

You want something, just say it.

Come work for me.

I don't want to hear about you causing any more drama.

# ..you told me lies

# You turned Jekyll into Hyde

# I am the monster you created... #

Maybe I should be trashed

on the front of a newspaper.

That's the only way he'll give a shit.

After your performance, why don't we go and have dinner?

We can chat then.

# Kick it to the left and shake it to the right... #

You're fucking sick!

Beau!

Are we ready? Here we go.

One, two, three and four, five, six, seven, eight.

This is the industry awards.

You got one shot at making an industry impression.

Charlie, you're a bit behind. Come on.

Back, side, front, front, front.

Jade, that's you, come on.

Five, six, make me buy it!

One, two, three and four.

Five, six.

Giving choreography.

Come on, scale. I need Rory-ography.

Let's do it with the track.

# Baby, look at me

# And tell me what you see

# You ain't seen the best of me yet

# Give me time I'll make you forget the rest

# I got more in me

# And you can set it free... #

- Jade, quicker. - # I can catch

-# The moon in my hands... # -Push up into that lift.

Ow!

# Don't you know who I am?

# Remember my name

# I'm gonna live forever

# I'm gonna learn how to fly... #

Charlie, come on!

Keep up!

# People will see me and cry... #

Oh!

What the fuck, Charlie?!

Oh!

Izzy, are you OK?

- What just happened? - What the hell, Charlie?

Move!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Are you alright?

- Charlie! - Piss off.

Charlie.

Charlie, what the hell was that?

You don't pull shit like that on my watch.

That kind of stuff will get you cut from the group.

What is going on?

Is there something I should know about?

Charlie.

Shit. Charlie!

-Charlie, come on, let me in. -Oh, fuck!

Shit!

Oh!

Uh.

Morning! There's such a buzz about the Music Awards tonight.

-Who'll be there, who... -Yeah, Rochelle. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

How are they going down there?

Peachy.

Charlie punched Izzy mid rehearsal. How's your morning?

Fuck it. Is she OK?

Izzy has an ice pack on her face but there's no bruise.

And Charlie is... I don't know what the fuck Charlie is.

Well, they're girls.

You know what they're like.

Are you seeing Izzy again?

Jesus Christ, Roger.

I feel like I'm having deja vu. We both know how this ends.

-Be very careful, Margot. -Charlie knows.

She won't cope. You know how fragile she is.

Make an appointment!

Oh, of course you're fucking here.

You know, you could have waited for me.

Whatever, Teddy. I don't care.

You should care, 'cause it's an absolute clusterfuck back there.

-Oh, yeah, I'm well aware. -Just like you, huh?

-Cut and run when it gets hard. -Alright, alright.

Alright, so what do we think?

Is it time to pull the pin on this little Harlow experiment?

-What? -Sorry?

Well, we all have our expiry date. Is this ours?

'Pop Rush' has been franchised all around the world.

There's gonna be 10 Harlows soon.

Younger, prettier, with bigger markets.

Now, word on the street is

Helena's heading up season 2 for the network,

and apparently...

..they've got this shit-hot new addition to the team.

Yeah, I'm aware she's doing it, yeah.

I bet you are.

I know about your previous working relationship.

Anyway, Helena will be at the awards tonight.

So I want this contract sorted for season 2.

Rodge, we've built a massive fan base for Harlow, OK?

We can compete with the biggest bands out there.

We have got so much commercial value it's not funny.

Not if they're tearing each other apart.

It was a pillow fight at best. They'll get over it.

They always do. They're a strong group.

Teddy, it's done. We're taking one of them solo.

I've got a few ideas on who that might be.

He didn't even ask our opinion.

I mean, I'm the manager of the fucking group.

Well, he's got a point.

Why keep them on if 'Pop Rush'

are just going to punch out another in a year?

-Excuse the pun. -This pisses me off about you.

You're hard as nails on the outside,

but you're actually weak as shit.

When you're running your own label,

you can ask as many questions as you like.

Why don't you care?

You know what?

We just need to get them through the next eight hours

without them beating the shit out of each other.

Can you handle that?

You got it, boss.

Good.

Hi, this is Helena Michaels.

Please leave a message.

Hi, it's me. Um, can you call me? It's urgent. Thanks.

Fuck.

# I don't wanna talk to you... #

Man, that was some WWF-level shit, just, like, "Smack!"

Oh! Is that French? Margot's going all out.

Thank you.

Why would Charlie do that?

Yeah, what did you do?

Put this around the ice.

It shouldn't go directly on your face.

Thanks.

Izzy, babes, my Spidey sense is tingling. Talk to me.

Why would she hit anyone? It's fucked up.

Maybe the pressure's getting to her.

We're all on edge at the moment.

Oh, and that's an excuse for violence?

No. I'm just saying.

Hmm. Are you having a breakdown?

Hello?

- Which one's mine? - Um, it's this one.

Are you just gonna ignore us?

I love it. Let me try it on.

What did she do? Steal your boyfriend?

Do you even have a boyfriend?

Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not a thing.

Oh, it's a thing.

I'm gonna go get changed.

-I'm gonna talk to her. -Don't!

I'll do it.

OK.

I didn't think it was that bad.

I mean,

she punched her in the face.

It's clearly not great.

Or funny. It's very not funny at all.

What is it, Charlie? Just spit it out.

How many times?

What?

With my dad. How many times?

I saw you. I fucking saw you!

Look, I don't know what you think you saw, but...

You were about to have sex is what I saw!

-Shh! Please. -Oh, my God.

You made me feel like I was fucking crazy,

but I knew this whole time...

Please stop yelling.

How many times?

-Does it matter? -More than once?

-Oh, my God. -I'm sick of people lying to me!

Was it this whole time or just on the tour?

Does Camille know?

Look, we're not doing this right now.

I need you to tell me if you're going to tell anybody.

You know, it's pretty messed up

that you'd ask me anything right now.

-You punched me in the face. -You're fucking my dad!

Shut up!

Shut up.

You know, we all wondered

how you wormed your way into the group.

I'm here fair and square, Charlie. I've earned this.

You sure about that?

Well, I could ask you the same.

You think he put me in Harlow?

He doesn't want me here. He's never wanted me.

God, he'd rather screw someone my age than fucking parent me!

-What does that tell you? -It's not like that.

Which bit? The shit parenting or you fucking my dad?

It's more than that, OK?

You've no idea what you're talking about.

Oh, my God. Are you in love with him?

You know what? You can hate me all you want, OK?

But we need to find a way to get through tonight's performance.

Can we do that? Please?

You're in love with him.

I can't do this, OK?

How'd you go? You good?

Did she hit you again?

This is Roger. Leave a message.

Hey, look, um...

I just really need to talk to you 'cause something's happened,

and I just...

I'm really upset. Can you please call me back?

Music Awards, here we come!

Whoo!

Drink up, ladies. Relish this moment!

- How sick is this? - Mm!

-Honestly. -Fully sick.

- Iz, you good? - Hm?

Give me that.

Oh! Slow down.

Jesus.

Alright, guys, let's have fun, alright?

Hey, one sec!

Girls...

..when are we ever gonna look this hot

and be this young again?

Amen.

This is our night.

We fucking earned this.

Before we go out there,

we're a family.

A fucking messed-up family, but we are.

And families don't have secrets.

Some do.

Can we just sort this shit out?

It's not about digging into each other's businesses.

It kinda is.

Whatever!

Can we trust you to sort your shit out?

Because this is the biggest night in our lives

and I don't want it ruined over some petty fight.

Fuck, yeah.

Now, let's get out there

and give these paps what they want, yeah?

Yeah.

Alrighty. OK, bitches, fuckin' love ya.

Hi!

# I've got a plan

# To make it rich and famous

# I'm willing to sleep my way to the top... #

Thank you!

Thank you so much!

# I don't want to keep my feet... #

Hi!

Girls. Girls, let's go.

Come on. Jade. Jade.

OK, so listen carefully.

You've got five minutes for photos,

straight to welcome drinks,

and then backstage to prep for the presentation.

You got it? OK, good.

I want big smiles. Off you go. Go.

Now, by the sounds of those screams,

and if I'm not mistaken,

it's the biggest act of the year, yes, Harlow's arrived,

and, whew,

they are looking gorgeous as ever.

You look incredible. Tell us, what are you wearing?

Clothes.

And what a shame that is.

Now, ladies, come in, come in.

You guys are presenting and performing tonight

at the biggest music industry event of the year.

-How does that feel? -Like we're fucking rock stars.

Like they're fucking rock stars!

You've had an incredible year.

You've hit the ground running.

Debut album, national tour.

Is this all a bit surreal for you?

Yeah, it's so surreal.

The best part about it

is that we're all together 'cause we're a team,

and it's just really nice to finish off the year like this.

You look gorgeous.

Love you too.

Thank you!

-Oh, God! -Steady there, hot stuff.

-This dress! -How you going with the whole...

It's throbbing, but...

Annabel!

You look gorgeous.

-Mm. -Concealer worked a treat.

Thanks.

Come on.

OK, sorry, mate. Let's go. Let's go get some photos.

# There's a certain something missing

# That the treble can't erase

# I know you can tell just by looking at my face

# A word about my weakness... #

Here we go. OK. Alright, smiles, girls.

Like your lives depend on it, OK? I want to see teeth.

# Totally addicted to bass

# Wow, whoa, oh... #

Izzy James, looking great!

What are you doing?

Roger wants to take one of them solo.

I know who I'm betting on.

OK, you're jumping the gun, Teddy.

No, I'm not.

I'm the phoenix rising from the ashes.

Izzy. Izzy!

Beautiful, that's it, yeah.

Izzy, Izzy, smile for us.

Harlow! Harlow, over here.

There she is, Izzy James!

Oh, my God, it's Camille!

Camille!

Charlie, just stay here. We've got photos to do.

Camille, as beautiful as ever.

I can see he's still working you hard to the bone, as usual.

Of course.

Let's get you in for photos.

I might just get one by myself.

I'll do a few solo shots, then we can do a family one.

Absolutely. Girls, can you move off?

Take note, ladies.

-Any sign of Helena yet? -Not yet.

Beautiful. Alright, so a family shot now.

-You need to move on that. -Yeah, I know.

Alright, push up tight.

That's a bit... Hey, Charlie, smile.

Charlie. Smile.

I don't want to smile.

Charlie, show us your smile, Charlie.

Charlie.

We'll talk after. Hey?

Smile, Charlie.

Charlie!

Smile.

# ..just begun

# We can dance until the morning light

# We're gonna celebrate tonight

# And we're gonna celebrate tonight... #

-Oh, that's bullshit. -Don't do that.

I saw you!

Well, you were mistaken.

She literally told me everything.

And even if she didn't,

I've seen the way she looks at you, Dad.

She's in love with you!

Are you gonna let me speak?

Izzy's not OK, bug.

She's sick in the head.

And she makes stuff up. All the time.

Now, we thought we had it under control.

There was a problem on tour...

No, no, no, no, no, because I fucking saw you two...

No, no, no, no, whatever you think you saw never happened.

Bug, you're stressed. You're imagining things.

But I...

I would never do that. Ever.

I would never do anything to hurt you.

I need you.

Chill out, Chucks.

What is with her today?

Just sit down.

What's wrong?

Give me a line.

-What? -Come on, cowboy, rack 'em up!

Ow! Chucks!

Ow!

Wait, stop. Charlie.

So now I'm Charlie, hey?

Charlie, stop. Please.

Oh, my God, relax! I'm not gonna tell anyone.

You've got to perform tonight.

Hide it. Jesus, you're going to get me fired.

Hide it!

Alright.

Oh!

Charlie, just slow down.

Just slow down, OK? Stop.

- Jesus Christ! - Whoo!

Whoo!

Wow!

There's a lot of people here tonight.

Welcome to the 1999 CTVMA Awards.

I am your host, Callum Lewis.

I have absolutely no musical ability,

but I'm here to present the awards tonight

for those of you in the country who have the best of it.

Let's get proceedings underway.

See you, guys.

I know why you've been calling me.

Yeah, we need to talk, Roger.

-My wife's here. -Yeah, I know that.

Just keep your head down. Don't say anything.

-It's been dealt with. -How?

I know my daughter.

Not as well as you think.

Izzy!

- Oh. - Camille!

Enough of all this business chat, eh? Uh, a drink?

Thank you, babe.

How are you, darling?

Yeah, I'm good, thanks. How are you?

I've been meaning to say,

I'm just so inspired

that you've returned to the spotlight.

Thanks, Camille.

And I know what it feels like

to be in the headlines for the wrong reasons.

You do?

Oh, yeah. Yes!

When I was Australia's sweetheart

in that God-awful soap...

Sharks, all of them.

-Yeah. -But careful, though, you know?

Fame is a weird thing.

It's...sort of addictive.

And people will do whatever it takes to get back what they had.

Lie. Backstab.

Just to feel relevant again.

It's really true.

-Yeah. -It is, yeah.

And we know what that line is, don't we, Izzy?

Yeah, we do.

Yeah. Good.

Hey.

How are you feeling? You good?

- Yeah, great. I'm... - I'm awesome.

Not gonna be a problem, is there?

Problem? Why would there be?

I need a drink.

Charlie.

- Can I get something stronger? - Absolutely.

Helena.

Hi.

So, how are those plans looking for season 2?

Of 'Pop Rush'? Brilliant. Brilliant.

Bigger than ever, right, Margot?

Yeah.

That's fantastic.

We should organise that meeting.

Yeah, of course. I'm just...

I'm really excited that Margot's decided to...

I set up a meeting to discuss it with you.

-You did? -Yeah.

-Well, that's great! -Mm-hm.

Great, of course.

And I will find a window for that next week.

Please welcome back to the stage

Callum Lewis and Jessie Hildebrand.

We are here to present the nominees

for Best Dance Release.

Let's take a look.

And Annabel's even come fully clothed.

Mmm.

You know, I've been thinking. About Harlow. About the future.

OK.

Iz, you're the most talented girl in this room.

-Thanks, Teddy. -I mean it.

You've got the voice, the looks.

Bit of work on the songwriting front and you'll be a star.

What are you saying?

I'm just saying I think you should think about your future.

After Harlow.

I can assure you everyone else is.

You mean solo?

Teddy, I'm flattered.

But now's really not a good time. Harlow...

There's a lot of shit going on, OK?

There's never a good time, Iz.

I'm just saying, things can change in an instant.

You of all people should know that.

Izzy...

Can we get you on make-up? You're presenting in 15 minutes.

Yeah. Sure.

Drop it.

-Just doing my job. -Not tonight.

We need to get through this awards night

without any more drama, are we clear?

Ooh! Still very comfortable being the boss, aren't ya?

Harlow's done, Margot.

Your time giving me orders is over.

The matriarchy has fallen.

You gotta fix me, gotta make me look good.

I gotta fix you? Why, do you have traumas, demons?

- No. - That's unattractive.

You know, I've been thinking a lot about that music festival.

-Really? -Oh, yeah.

I haven't.

You, me, the control room.

Oh, my God, just hook up, already.

Been there, done that.

Wanna do it again?

Does everyone remember their lines?

Babe, chill, there's a teleprompter for a reason.

Mm!

We need to focus. We're on soon.

We have a professional in our midst. How refreshing.

Harlow, you're on in 20.

- Oh. - Callum.

- Ladies and gentlemen... - Callum!

- Yeah? - You're on.

-Oh. Go! -Oh, shit!

..Callum Lewis!

I want to get naughty with him.

Annabel, focus.

-Oh! Boys are stupid. -Amen!

- ..biggest and best in music... - Come on.

..all night long.

Since coming on the scene,

they've stolen the airwaves and our hearts.

Well, mine at least.

Please welcome to the stage Harlow!

That's us!

Well, well, well, hello, beautiful people!

-Hi, everybody! -Hi.

There's so many of you.

We are Harlow, I'm Izzy.

Annabel.

Jade.

Lillian.

Fan favourite.

And Charlie! Hey!

It has been a massive year for Harlow.

- Right, girls? - That's right.

We have toured until we all got homesick.

Released an album to national acclaim.

I've made four new sisters.

It's been amazing, hasn't it, girls?

I mean, 'amazing' isn't the word I'd use, but...

We love our sisters!

Bring it in, girls.

-Don't. -And...

Fuck off!

- Fuck. - It's bullshit, right?

There's a tiny little screen at the back

that we're reading from,

like puppets, it's a joke.

This is a fucking joke.

And how can we forget our amazing fans?

- God, we're in so much trouble. - We love our fans.

It is a great honour

to present the award for the Best New Artist.

Jade, take it away.

Hey, well, come on...

-What the hell was that?! -Did you know, Margot?

Did you know about Izzy, Margot?

- What is she on about? - Shut the fuck up, Annabel!

Or what? You'll punch me?

Shh!

Please.

Did you do anything to stop it?

-Charlie, I... -You knew.

You knew out of everybody that all I wanted

was for him to be my dad.

My dad!

And here I was hating her

because I thought that he was trying to be hers.

OK, can someone please tell us what the hell is going on?

You're just as bad as him.

What's going on?

Charlie, you need to stop. You just embarrassed us.

- Oh, my God, who cares? - We do!

We fucking care.

This night isn't about you, Charlie. Fuck!

It never is.

Look, whoever you were trying to get back at or hurt,

it clearly isn't working.

God, just...be better, Charlie.

Charlie.

Charlie.

Ugh!

Arggh!-

Thank you.

Here's a woman with a lot on her mind.

Oh!

-You don't know the half of it. -Mm-hm.

Not sure how much more of this I can take.

Oh, well, lucky you're about to jump ship. Same, please.

You do need to tell him, though.

Mm.

Look, I just... I just need a bit more time.

To what, to coddle him?

He's a big boy. I reckon he can handle it.

-I won't wait forever. -I know.

Apologies, Helena. I just need to chat with Margot.

Of course.

What's going on with Charlie?

Oh!

Look, she's your daughter.

Fix it.

Yeah.

Hang on. Charlie, just slow down.

Hey, where are you?

Charlie, I can't hear you.

- Where? - Hey, Margot.

We, uh, we lost the girls.

You want us to head back to the dressing room, or...

Charlie, where are you? Charlie!

Gotta hurry.

- My God, what the fuck? - Shit, Charlie.

Oh, God, quickly, just get help, get help now, please.

- Shit. Go, go, go! - Can I...

I didn't get it on my dress.

-I need to put something on it. -Oh, Jesus Christ.

Please don't tell my dad.

Shit. Put pressure on it here.

I gotta call your dad.

Please don't tell my dad. I just can't handle him right now.

I'm gonna take you to emergency.

Could you just sit with me for a sec, please?

Rob!

I'm fine, I just...

I'm fine.

Honey, you're not fine.

Just got to take this, alright?

So, how is she?

She's not good.

I think you should come down here.

Well, I can't right now.

I'm going head-to-head with this manager about an artist.

But it's Charlie. It's your daughter.

Yeah, well, she has you.

Yeah, but she needs you, Roger.

You know that I'm not that good with that kind of stuff.

Just...

I don't know, just give her a hug for me.

Oh, they...they stitched me up. Can we go now?

No, we have to wait for the mental health team.

Please, please, I can still perform, OK?

I just... We can change the choreography.

It's not happening, Charlie.

I'm so sorry.

Can you just call Dad? Because he'll let me perform, you know?

No.

Please just call him. Tell him to come down.

You know, he'll see that I'm fine, OK?

I did.

He's not coming, is he?

I've spent my whole life

trying to compete with it all - the music, the power,

the bullshit.

And it's just...

It... It is so fucked-up.

Like, how fucked-up is that?

Very.

The man of the hour. What a legend.

And honestly, I can't think of anyone more deserving.

Or attractive.

And after the break, they'll be performing...

I've been looking for you.

Uh, you found me.

Look, being in a group was never part of the plan,

and the girls shit me to tears most days.

But?

I have an obligation to them.

Oh, cut the shit, Iz.

You're a solo act. You were then and you are now.

We both know it.

Look, when are you gonna stop playing in the background

and just own your ambition?

OK, well, what will happen with the girls?

Be fine. Five's a crowd, anyway.

What is it?

What is it? What's stopping you?

I...

I don't know.

Well, it'll just be us. On a sub-label.

Didn't I mention that?

What, it...

You mean...

Just you and me.

-So, without Margot? -Yeah.

And Roger?

Yeah.

I'm in. OK? I'm... I'm in.

You're in?

Izzy fucking James! Whoo!

Margot, hey. Have you seen Charlie?

I can't find her anywhere.

I can't speak to you right now.

We need to talk.

Excuse me, gents.

-Look, I know you're angry... -I'm not angry. I'm done.

-Listen, can I just... -No, no, no.

You listen to me.

I'm out, Roger. I'm out.

The sub-label's yours.

If you want it.

Uh...

Is this about...Charlie?

-She's not good, by the way. -It's because you deserve it.

Christ!

Really?!

10 years I have been working for you

and you pull this fucking shit right now

just as I'm about to walk.

So you want it or not?

You can run it how you want. You can sign whoever you want.

And you will...

Well, I'll help with strategy.

From a distance.

So this whole solo thing...

It's completely up to you.

So, what do you say?

-Are you fucking with me? -You wish.

No, no, Roger wouldn't do that.

I mean, he told me the sub-label's mine.

Well, he gave it to me.

And Charlie?

She's OK. She just can't perform.

Oh, so, what, we're only going on with four girls?

No.

-Then what? -Lillian!

Yes?

How brave are you feeling?

..but I guess if you want to be America's hottest rap duo,

you gotta break the rules.

OK, so, our next presenters,

last year they won pretty much every award,

from Best Single of the Year to Heavy Rock Album.

They've won one tonight...

So, Margot is classically preoccupied.

I can't find Charlie.

Is Lill back? Have you guys seen her?

No. And we're on in five minutes.

Hey.

Charlie, are you OK?

Where have you been?

Charlie, what the hell? What's happened?

Are you alright?

I'm OK. I wanna go on.

Hey.

Hey, what's happened?

It doesn't matter.

Charlie, you don't have to do this.

- Get her outfit ready. -Yep.

Charlie, let me take that.

Thank you.

We got you.

-You sure about this? -Yes.

OK, so you know the chorie.

If you get lost, you just lean on the boys.

They'll guide you, OK?

You ready?

Absolutely.

Hey, Charlie, better get into your costume, babe.

Harlow, this is your five-minute call.

Thanks.

- Whew. - Alright.

-Let's get 'em, bitches. -Let's dominate the stage.

Where's Lillian? Is she already down there?

Izzy, what is it? You're being so freaking weird.

Hold on. Come again?

Did they say why?

Yep, OK.

- They said, "Stand down." - What?

Uh, why?

The performance isn't happening. There's been a swap.

Sorry, that can't be right.

And now for a special surprise performance,

in her solo debut, please welcome to the stage,

from Harlow, Lillian!

Oh, she cannot be serious.

# Baby, look at me

# And tell me what you see

# You ain't seen the best of me yet

-# Give me time... # -Interesting choice.

# I'll make you forget the rest... #

Are you questioning it?

-# I got more in me... # -No, I'm just glad you accepted.

# And you can set it free

# I can catch the moon in my hands

# Don't you know who I am?

# Remember my name

# I'm gonna live forever

# I'm gonna learn how to fly high

-# I feel it coming together. # -This can't be happening.

It's happening.

# People will see me and cry

# Fame!

# I'm gonna make it to heaven

# Light up the sky like a flame

# Fame!

# I'm gonna live forever

# Baby, remember my name! #

That bitch!

# Honey in the morning, sugar at night

# You're my sweet delight

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet baby

# Bluebirds singing in my dreams

# Songs for you and me

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet baby

# Honey in the morning

# Sugar at night

# You're my sweet delight

# My baby sweet

# Baby sweet baby. #