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[interviewer] How do you confront your fear?

I face it. And I've been scared many time in my life.

Very scared.

But, uh, fear is something that you feel it in your stomach.

It's a punch.

And, uh, you have two things to do with that. My opinion, my opinion.

Either flee or face it.

And I choose to face it.

Me, I can, like, pray.

[♪ hip-hop music playing]

Don't worry. I'll make sure we'll have fun, and Allie's in, too.

Fine. I'll stay in on New Year's Eve,

but we better not be making vision boards or some shit.

Stop blinking. Stop blinking.

And remember, you have to wait until the glue gets tacky before you apply it.

And when you apply it, you have to press...

- [snoring] - Are you paying attention to the process?

You're gonna be on your own at the wedding.

I know...

Alex is getting married on New Year's Day. Who does that?

- Mm. Sounds like a Julie decision to me. - Mm-hmm.

You excited?

[scoffs] For the last month, I've been waking up screaming,

convinced I was in a plane crash. This week?

I was dreaming I was on the beach, toes in the sand.

Mm-hmm.

- Last night was a little different though. - Hmm?

I was on the same beach, but Bubba was there.

And he was complaining that the piña colada was making his teeth hurt,

and I was like, "Since when do you talk? And why is your voice so low?"

You know, you wanna tell people your dreams,

- and they're like, "Why?" - That's weird.

- [gasps] My God! - [giggles]

How am I gonna do this on my own?

Just bring this picture of your auntie.

She was my inspo for your graduation beat.

[Melissa Jackson] Elise was so inspiring. I mean, look at her.

So confident and empowered.

- Look at you both! - [giggles]

Gorgeous world travelers.

- [sighs] - This reveal would've been better

if you had a full-length mirror.

Mm-mm. I cannot take that much of me all at once.

[sighs]

[audiobook] If you're afraid of flying, you're not alone.

Over 40% of Americans have the same fear.

- Did you know flying is the safest... - Oh! Shit! Hey, girl!

Okay, bold lip!

- Mm. - Looking like you 'bout to kiss a letter

- and send it off to war. - [laughs] Stop!

Tamika said I needed to "occasion-up" my uniform

for the High Flyers graduation.

Girl, why you ain't tell me you was graduating?

It's not a big deal. I wasn't even gonna go,

but they said someone special was gonna be speaking.

I'm hoping for Hoda Kotb. [giggles]

Okay, so how you celebratin'?

Actually, I was gonna ask you for a discount

for some luggage to go with my vacation hair.

- Bitch, ya broke. Stop playin'. - [laughs]

- Okay, well, read me, then! - Okay, listen, Linda.

- Hm... Mm-hmm... - You ain't hear it from me...

But go ahead to sub-level two. Tell Mike I sent you.

- Okay. Alright. - Mm-hmm.

Ain't gonna have to suck dick for this suitcase, am I?

- You might! How much you want it? - I ain't mad at it.

- I've done a lot more for a lot less. - [both laugh]

- [♪ upbeat music playing] - [elevator dings]

Hi.

Uh, Kaya sent me?

I'm graduating today, and, you know, I have this...

[loud buzzing]

[mouthing]

[buzzing stops]

- This is amazing! - Yeah, I get that a lot.

I mean, every room down here is like a cave of wonders.

Anything on the bottom shelf.

Cool.

[scoffs] So, people just leave their stuff?

- Or they never made it back. - Never made it back?

Well, I'm taking my first flight.

Hope it's not my last.

[Mike] Bottom shelf only.

[gasps] Oh, my God!

[laughing] No way!

No way!

This is just like Elise's!

Expensive taste.

- I'll take it. - [Mike] Happy graduation.

Spoiler alert, your guest speaker is a video.

- [elevator dings] - Morning.

[♪ gentle music playing]

- [click] - [ding]

Hold the elevator! Hold it!

Hold...

[sighs]

[sighs]

- Press the button. - I pressed the button.

There's a lot of room in here. You could move over.

[elevator creaking]

[elevator bangs]

The fuck?

- The elevator stopped. - No shit.

Probably broke it when you clawed the doors open.

- Blame it on my Shake Weights. - [sighs]

Hey, have you handed in your timesheet, by the way?

[mutters] Jesus Christ.

[pushing button]

[student 1] All that work for a video speech

from the crowd control captain?

[student 2] The one who got trampled?

[♪ rhythmic music playing]

- [clicking] - Hello?

- [static on intercom] - Hello!

[garbled voice on intercom]

[scoff] Of course my cell phone is still not working.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Okay? My friend Mike, and potential lover,

he used to work in maintenance, and now he's over in security.

Wait. Mike from Lost and Found?

You know Michael Benedetti?

Y-Yeah. I needed some luggage, and he helped me with that.

Yeah, he's always had a soft spot for sad sacks.

- Just like Alex. - What do you mean?

You know, I can't believe you're going to Hawaii to Alex's wedding.

I mean, even though you two used to bone.

- Way to shit where you eat. - Okay, what about you and Mike?

Well, I have confessed my feelings right to Michael's face,

and he politely, and repeatedly, said, "No, thank you."

So, at least I know where I stand.

You know, I still share our plants, and I water them.

I mean Philodendrons, they don't deserve to be caught up in this whole

will-they-won't-they type thing.

Sounds like a won't-they. [sighs]

- [alarm blaring] - Okay, what the fuck is going on?

That sounds like the alarm.

Oh, does it? Does it sound like the alarm, Patti?

No shit!

[Melissa] Hello? Anybody?

[sighs]

We don't know what the alarm was trying to alarm us about,

you know what I'm saying? [panting]

Is it hot in here? A-Are you hot? You know, I just...

I need food or a cigarette or something.

I will have no part in your luggage thievery.

[mocking] "Your luggage thievery!"

[normal] Where did those come from anyway?

- I always come prepared. - [laughs]

Ha! Oh, water.

- [spraying] - Ah.

- Mm... Want some? - No.

Oh, Mel's not here yet.

- That's who you're here to see, right? - Yeah, I'm her boss.

- I can text her... Oh. - I'll text her. Oh.

[both laugh]

- [typing] - [♪ rhythmic music playing]

- [sends text] - [quiet room chatter]

So what are you, like, 5'10? 5'11?

5'12? [laughs]

- 5'11, actually. Yeah. - Oh, okay.

[room chatter continues]

♪

[clatters]

I'm still sore from yoga.

- Oh, yeah? - So... yeah.

Plus, the cup is a lot heavier than the napkin...

- [mumbling] - Oh, of course. Yeah, yeah. I get that.

We're about to board our final flights! Take your seats.

[Dan] [on radio] Dan for Alex. Patti missed a pickup.

She ghosted? It's not like Mel to miss cookies and orange drink.

Hey, big guy. Do me a favor and let her know I stopped by?

- Yeah. - [Alex Williams] Appreciate it.

♪

[cards shuffling]

[Melissa] Is there something quieter you can do with those cards?

[sighs]

[Patti Berger] You know, if you quit, you'd never have to hear them again.

Okay, seriously. Why do you hate me?

The Alex thing was two years ago.

Seriously, Patti, why do you hate me so much?

You sit in my chair.

You're surprised by the seasons. Your fucking bold lip.

[sighs] And I completely loathe the fact

that you took my spot in High Flyers.

Well, if it makes you feel better, I'm missing the graduation right now, so...

It doesn't actually 'cause it was supposed to be my graduation.

But, I guess I forgot to sleep with Alex.

- There it is. - You know, I think it's really crazy

that he invited you to his wedding and even crazier that you're gonna go.

Why do you care?

Because it finally seemed like he was getting over you.

[electricity buzzes]

- [rumbling] - Oh!

- Huh. - Fuck!

- [alarm beeping] - [panting]

Okay.

Now, pick a card. Any card.

- [♪ funky music playing] - [planes whirring]

[exhales] Where you at, Mel?

[Deshawn] I am traumatized, bro. It smelled like short ribs.

Yo! You guys seen Mel?

- Say what? - Have y'all seen Mel?

- She didn't show up to her class thing. - Nah, not since yesterday.

Dang. Aint no fresh butts either.

Were you just smelling the cigarette butts?

- Trying to find Mel. - Maybe she quit.

- Smoking or her job? - Both.

Either. I don't know. I'm just hypothesizing. That gift for her?

Nicotine gum for her flight. And I got her diploma for her.

Figured she might want it.

- Hmm. That's pretty thoughtful of you. - Very thoughtful.

Oh, you gonna miss Mel while she's on her trip.

- Man, y'all don't start, man. - Nothing wrong with that, bro.

Look, I miss Shaun every time he go to Disney World, bro.

Mm-hmm, and I missed DeShawn when he was out for his auntie's surgery.

- Bro, I could feel that. Were you praying? - Say less, bro.

- This is different! She's missing! - [DeShawn] Bro, calm down.

It's okay to care about one person

more than you care about everybody else, Terrance.

We're late all the time. You never come looking for us.

It's like how you used to care about Tina.

- Before you broke her heart. - I don't blame you, though.

Mel got that Lizzo-Rihanna thing going on. Lasagna!

- Hey... - [Shaun] Just admit it!

He likes her.

- Man, shut up. - [DeShawn] Ah! See!

I'm not doing this with y'all. I need to find Mel, bro.

- Yeah, he feeling it. - It's like that movie You've Got Mail.

How is it like the movie You've Got Mail?

- 'Cause her name's Mel. - Oh, shit.

- You a genius, bro. Goddamn. - Come on, bro.

That's M-A-I-L, but points for the homonym.

- [banging on door] - [Melissa] Help! Come on!

- Come on! [screaming] - [♪ tense music playing]

Everything's gonna be okay.

God, hello?! [gasps]

There isn't a world where... blinking red...

[gasping] isn't bad.

I can't breathe! [gasps] I can't breathe! Can't breathe!

I can't die like this! Trapped in a metal coffin!

- [glitching] - Get me out of here!

Mike said she left Lost and Found a while ago.

[Rory Cohen] Hey, Kaya!

Do you have any more of your heating balms?

No, having supply chain issues.

Excuse me. Oh, God!

My mom pulled her hammy playing pickleball,

and now, it's like this whole thing. She's got this big tournament coming up.

I cannot stand...

- Wh-What's going on? - It's Mel.

No one's seen her, and she hasn't made any of her pickups.

We checked Paulie's Pretzels, Dunkin' Donuts,

the pee bathroom, the poo bathroom.

She's not at any of her normal spots.

Okay, first of all, Mel is strictly an Auntie Anne's girl, never Paulie's.

And did you check the massage chairs?

The breastfeeding pods? She goes in there to nap sometimes.

Okay, well, I can activate the Slack channel if you want,

uh, but, uh, you know, just don't tell Mel that I helped you,

- because we're not speaking. - Mm!

[Shaun] [on radio] Mel's stuck in an elevator.

[Deshawn] [on radio] Elevator bank, sub-level two, corridor B.

- Let's go. Come on, come on, let's go. - [♪ dramatic music playing]

- [Melissa] Can't breathe! - [firefighter] We're gonna get you out.

- [Melissa] Oh, my God. - [door creaking]

Jesus... Oh, God... [panting]

Oh, God...

- You need anything? - She needs a cigarette.

Nicotine!

Are you okay?

You're, like, so obsessed with me, it's embarrassing.

- Give her some space, bro. Goddamn. - You need to calm it down, Mike.

Well, I care about her. As a friend.

- You coming? - Mm-mm.

- Shout out to the firefighters, bro. - Yo, they're underrated, bro.

Hell, yeah. You know they can barbecue better than police, too.

- I bet their picnics be fire! - Mm-hmm.

They do that medium-well steak. Can't get no medium or no weller.

Can't eat steak.

[♪ upbeat music playing]

I can't even be in an elevator for an hour.

How am I supposed to be on a plane for 12?

I'm not going to Hawaii!

- Do you want to go? - Not if it means going on a plane!

From now on, I'm only dealing in certainties!

I'm keeping my ass on the ground, and I'm taking the stairs.

Come on, Mel.

♪

You buying anything?

I got a plan to help Mel. You in?

[Kaya] You know I'd do anything for her. What you thinkin'?

[Terrance] JFK is one of the largest airports in the world,

so we'll have to assemble the whole team to pull this off.

First, we're gonna need some threads to sell the vibe.

Threads, ready to move.

[Terrance] Luckily, Rory has a connection that can get us into the restricted area.

Hangar five.

♪

[Terrance] I'll get Shaun and DeShawn to acquire the other necessities.

- [DeShawn] Bingo! - [Shaun] Yahtzee!

[Terrance] But there's one thing I can't do.

- Get Mel off work. - [Kaya] I got that covered.

- I'll get Mike to do it. - Patti, I need a favor.

- Ah, nice. - Not that kind of favor.

♪

- Sure. - And that's the plan. Can you bounce?

Who gon' stop me?

Denise, I'm out! Woo!

♪

[Melissa] Isn't the training hangar off-limits?

[scoffs] So, this is how it happens, huh?

I always thought you'd take me out by loosening one of the wheels on my cart.

You know, I should have known better.

No one who eats that much microwave fish is in their right fuckin' mind.

You've left me no choice.

Okay, just make it quick, okay?

And avoid my face. I'm gonna be buried in these lashes.

- [brakes squeak] - Get out, ugly.

Terrance? What are you doing here?

- [lights click] - Thanks, Patti.

- Never again. - Hello. I'm a fellow first-class passenger

- headed to Maui. - Terrance, what is all this?

Well, I want you to get on that plane to Hawaii tomorrow.

But first, we're gonna try this one.

It's a training simulator, so it won't even leave the ground.

You down?

[Melissa] Okay. Josh!

The latest and greatest from my ghost kitchen.

You made that for me?

The ginger in the cookie will settle your stomach.

[whispers] The champagne will fuck you up.

- [laughs] - Don't mind if I do.

- Kaya? [laughs] - Looks like we're ready to board.

- You good? Alright. - So far, so good.

You're in on this, too?

[Kaya] Yasss! Welcome to Flight 420.

[Melissa laughs]

Headed to Maui, Hawaii.

- I'll take that. - Oh, thank you.

Okay, so are you gonna want a window or an aisle?

[simulator whirring]

[laughs] Um...

This part, you actually gotta choose.

[Melissa] Oh! Hey, guys!

Window. I've never seen clouds up close!

[soft laugh]

[sighs] Oh, this is nice!

- Yeah, first class. - Yeah! [laughs]

I have a bomb and a knife, and I'm mad as hell!

Nah, I'm a disgruntled passenger. I don't have a bomb or a knife.

[laughs] I can see that.

I am mad as hell, though. I'm not gonna lie.

Just personal shit, for real.

Not feeling seen at work, you know?

[laughs]

Didi pissed me off again, snoring. Loud as hell. I'm like, "Look..."

But lemme say one thing about the snoring, one thing at all, I'm the bad guy.

Sir, I'm gonna need you to shut the fuck up before I kick you off this plane.

[laughing]

- I'm an Air Marshal. - [Melissa] Got it.

They keep you safe from crazy passengers while you fly.

Good to know. [laughs]

Welcome aboard. It's our pleasure to serve you

on your flight to Maui.

Much like the bar-tailed godwits,

we will be using a supportive wind

to carry us to our destination westward.

It's a beautiful day. It's gonna be a smooth flight.

[Shaun/DeShawn] Caw-caw, caw-caw! Caw-caw!

We're gonna start. It's gonna feel like an actual takeoff.

- Okay. - [Carl] [on PA] Ladies and gentlemen,

we are next in line for takeoff.

[texts whooshing]

- Airplane mode! - [Melissa] Oh!

Shit, right. Airplane mode.

[Terrance] That's what it's for.

[Melissa] That's right! I'm like... [laughs]

[Kaya] Even if this drops from the ceiling,

the plane will still be able to land.

Put it on, even if it messes up your hair.

[Carl] [on PA] Flight attendants, prepare the plane for departure.

Hey. If you start to feel anxious, press right here.

Okay.

I'm still really scared. [weak laugh]

- Okay, well, what scares you the most? - Um...

Well, going up in the air,

and then trusting that we'll stay up in the air,

and then coming down from the air.

- So a-all of it. [laughs] - All of it.

Okay, so, I'm here. I got you.

[Carl] [on PA] Flight attendants, take your seats.

[typing]

[engine whirring]

- [sighs] - [simulator rumbling]

[engines whirring]

I don't... I don't think I can do this.

[rumbling continues]

[clears throat] Look at me.

Hey. Look at me.

It's all good.

[fasten seatbelt signs ding]

[Carl] [on PA] We've reached our cruising altitude of 30,000 feet.

Our takeoff simulation is complete.

- [laughs] Holy shit. I did it! - [laughs]

Like a fledgling freeing itself from the safety of its nest,

[over PA] developmentally, it's ready to fly.

Mel, you're ready.

You did it.

You may have missed your graduation,

but you're not gonna miss your flight. You're a High Flyer now, girl!

- Hey! - [all clap]

[Kaya] Congratulations!

- [Shaun] Go! - [DeShawn] Yo, you a flyer now!

You guys did this for me.

I actually stole the frame. But it was Terrance's idea.

It was all Terrance's idea.

Congratulations. I'm proud of you.

Thank you for all of this.

I don't know if I'll be able to get on the plane without you,

let alone land by myself.

I know you will. I have no doubt.

And we might not all be able to be on the plane with you,

but we're all rooting for you.

You relaxin' Jackson now.

- Yeah. Wooza! - Easy peasy.

- [both laugh] - [Alex] Don't worry.

Landing is the same, just the other direction.

Look at you. You did it.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Alex? Shouldn't you be packing? You leave tonight.

What are you doing here? Aren't you, like, busy?

- Doing all things wedding? - Come on...

No. No. No, not for this.

If you're coming to Hawaii for me, I can be here for you.

- You did that. I'm proud of you. - Thank you.

Yo, my nigga, you killed this, bro!

That's what I call some GOAT shit, Terrance.

- That's what you call shooting a shot. - Psh, man.

What's up, man? Why you standing there looking like Claire Danes?

Bruh, him? I know you not trippin' on that, bro.

Come on, man, he about to get married. You got nothing to worry about.

Nah, nah, it's not that.

You know, sometimes you could shoot your shot and make it,

but it don't matter 'cause they rooting for the other team.

- Naw, man, you'll be alright, bro. - You got this, T.

♪

♪

[Tamika] I can't believe we're actually doing vision boards.

I need more champagne for this shit.

- [Tamika] What's the watering can for? - [Allie] Oh, that.

Right. I decided that this year, I'm not going to have sex.

- Bitch, on purpose? - [laughs] So long as it serves me, yeah.

I just wanna water my own fucking garden.

- That better be a dope-ass watering can. - [laughs]

Look, you guys promised me that this was gonna be

more fun than Vegas with Lamar. And instead,

I'm watching Melissa doing...

- Baby, what are you doing? - Um, I am, um...

I'm just using washi tape to put a frame around this palm tree.

- Would you like to talk us through that? - Yeah.

These are palm trees. Um, they're in Hawaii.

- Mm-hmm. - And I'm going to Hawaii tomorrow.

And in Hawaii, I'm gonna tell Alex I still have feelings for him.

- So... - [choking]

- [Allie] Oh, Mel... - So, could you hand me that glitter pen?

Wait. You said that you were going

because you wanted to touch the Pacific Ocean or some shit.

I know. But turns out,

I've been lying to myself this whole time.

It's like I can't see anyone else

because I'm wearing Alex goggles.

All I see is him.

I still have feelings for him.

Feelings-feelings? Romantic feelings?

Yeah.

And now, I'm afraid if I don't tell him how I feel,

I'm gonna regret it for the rest of my life.

And I know how it sounds, but...

when I saw him on that plane...

it's still there.

I still feel it.

Well, can't argue with feelings.

[scoffs] Yes, you can! You're endorsing this?

Yeah. I mean...

Yeah? What's the worst that could happen?

I don't know, you tell me.

- Listen. - [plane roaring]

You're in Maui.

You're looking stunning in that silk ELOQUII jumpsuit,

- face beat, just like I taught you. - [wolf whistle, applause]

You see a tray of Mai Tais. You smash that shit.

And then the bartender says, "Hey!

Those are for invited wedding guests only."

And then you say,

like a woman with conviction on a mission,

-"I was invited." - [mouthing along]

Garnish? Bitch, you don't have time for garnish!

You knock that shit back.

[♪ "My Best Friend's Girl" by The Cars playing]

And then, you kick open the ballroom doors!

♪ Here she comes again ♪

And there they are. The bride, the groom,

and you, ready to fight for your man.

♪ Here she comes again ♪

And then you say, "Don't marry her, Alex.

You don't love her. You love me."

And then Alex looks at Julie.

Then, he looks at you.

Then, he looks at God. And then,

he looks at you and says, "Mel..."

- ♪ She's my best friend's girl ♪ - [Allie] Hold on!

[♪ song stops]

I'm the only one who's actually been married here.

It's not just Mai Tais and a jumpsuit.

Here's what you're not seeing.

[rewinding]

[door slams]

You're nervous and nauseous, as you should be.

The second those doors get kicked in,

every phone that's been recording the wedding is now zooming in on you.

All of these people who love the bride and groom watch you.

Their hearts drop into their stomachs

as they start livestreaming this clusterfuck caused by you.

Alex and Julie look at you with fear.

- [♪ dramatic opera music playing] - Despite that, you still say it.

"Don't marry her, Alex. You don't love her. You love me."

As you wait for an answer,

you accidentally lock eyes with the mother of the bride.

She's devastated.

And the father of the bride,

who hasn't done anything physical in years,

is getting ready to tackle your ass

for ruining his precious daughter's big day.

And Alex's answer...

[Tamika] Bitch, don't leave us hanging! What'd he say?

- I don't know. - [♪ music fades out]

I don't know what Alex will say.

Either way, the wedding's ruined, and you're trending.

And not in a good way.

[mouthing]

[sighs]

[Melissa] I hear you.

[laughs]

All of that could absolutely happen.

But, I am tired

of listening to everyone else but myself.

[♪ gentle classical music playing]

I wanna try.

Not knowing how Alex feels,

[sighs] that shit'll kill me before a plane does.

And yes, it might all be a mistake,

but it's a mistake I'm excited to make.

And yeah, I know it sounds crazy

and this shit might blow up in my face, but...

I don't care. [weak laugh]

I don't care.

[whooshing]

[♪ music grows dramatic]

Because at least when I die...

and my whole life flashes before my eyes...

at least I'll see something.

If I'm gonna move on, I need to know the answer.

And fuck me for thinking the answer might be

he wants to be with me, too.

[sighs] What time is his flight?

8:18 tonight. Why?

Even though I think it's a terrible idea, why not tell him right now?

- I'm sorry, what? - Ruin his New Year's, not his wedding.

Oh, shit!

[weak laugh]

[♪ "Baby I Got You" by Christophe Deschamps and Eric Starczan playing]

♪ Oh, babe, I got you ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh, babe, I got you ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh, babe, I got you ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ Oh, babe, I got you ♪

[♪ song ends]

[♪ fanfare playing]