[Liberty] So how many did you say?
Two strippers, three hoes,
and a partridge in a pear tree.
Oh, God.
Wait, was that an ankle weight?
House arrest monitor. We talking highbrow bitches.
Oh, Chase.
Don't worry, by the end of the day,
I will have a full list.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
You want to pierce the damn cloud?
Use a high school senior.
My high school seniors, to be exact.
Elijah got me an AI reverse image search app
and Mr. Football Hero's
three other social media accounts.
Egypt hacked Chase's WhatsApp,
and Ezra monitored Allura's router login.
Come to find out, Chase has several burners,
which means we can geo-track his location.
Are all men complete assholes in the end?
And you ask me why I had my boys with a sperm donor?
Hello? But not you.
You snagged a good one.
-Okay. -Do not make that face.
You snagged a good one.
If you mess this up with Dr. Reggie,
I'll murder you myself.
-Alright. -[Emerald] I mean it!
You've been stringing that man along for two years.
He is wonderful, and you said the dick is good.
Lock him in.
Ladies, look who followed me home.
The band is back together again!
-[Liberty] What? -Meet my new attorney.
-Oh, my God, I love it! -[Emerald laughs]
-This is amazing! -Oh.
-Hello, darling. -[Liberty] Oh.
[Emerald] How I have missed this face!
Oh! I knew you couldn't quit us forever!
-Come on, y'all, puppy pile! -[all laugh]
Puppy pile!
[all exclaiming]
Now, show me to my corner office.
Well... some things never change.
Get me up to speed.
You've called all the best divorce barracudas in town
so Chase can't retain them?
-We did. -We ticked right through the list.
Including Carr.
Please tell me someone called Carr.
Oh, shit. Y'all better get on it.
[on phone] ♪ I don't fuck with you, you, you, you ♪
♪ You little stupid ass bitch I ain't fuckin' with you ♪
♪ You little, you little... ♪
[Carrington] [on phone] Allura Grant.
Honey, I am so, so, so happy to hear from you.
Carr, sweetie. How are you?
Never mind me, how are you holding up,
you poor, discarded cum-rag?
[Allura] So, you've heard. Well, the truth is,
I've been ready to end things for a little while now.
And this just saves me from having to dump his ass.
-But, hey, listen-- -You need a lawyer.
The best one in town.
Well, you know me.
I'd do anything for you, except represent you.
Which I wouldn't do, even if I were penniless
and starving on a street corner,
forced to blow a priest with the chlamydia
for a bowl of refried beans.
Well, I just wanted to make sure there were no hard feelings.
Just wanted to--
To make sure you conflicted me out
so your soon-to-be ex couldn't hire me?
Well, tough break, bitch.
Guess who's here with me right now.
Chase, say bye-bye to your future ex-wife while she can still
afford the rent for that overpriced office she'll be having to give up.
Bye-bye!
Oh, and Allura...
if you had called me first,
I would have been so touched.
I wouldn't have helped you,
but I might not have wanted to destroy you
as badly as I do now.
See you in court, cunt burger.
[sighs]
Let's light her on fire.
Deandra Barber? Allura Grant, welcome.
Liberty Ronson.
And I am Emerald Green. You doing okay?
Uh...
I'm sorry for, you know,
all the scheduling and rescheduling.
I'm probably wasting your time.
It's been a lot.
Take a deep breath.
Now tell us your story.
[sighs]
Did you know if you condense polyethylene terephthalate
with carbon nano-tubing, you can create a polymer
that's twice as strong as reinforced steel
and over 800% lighter.
Yeah, well, nobody else did either, but I did.
Arthur didn't know anything about chemistry.
He knew business, strategy.
[Arthur] What?
-You're telling me it worked? -Yes!
-Oh, my God, yes, yes! -It worked.
[moans]
[Deandra] He also knew how to do things with his fingers
that would make Itzhak Perlman jealous.
Okay.
Excuse me. [laughs]
DuraLite took off.
Revolutionized construction and manufacturing.
Arthur wanted more, so we did.
Nine companies in total we started together.
I was the product, he was the business.
It was all easy.
Even when we divorced, it was the same.
It was too easy.
As it turns out,
the companies Arthur so generously gave me
all were drowning in unpaid payroll taxes, penalties,
interest, all going back decades.
What's more, in the formation documents,
he listed me as key officer.
So all tax documents are in my name.
He'd been doing this since day one.
I owe so many people. Kind people, people I love.
I mean, what do... what do I do? What-what do I give them?
He had you marked in a very long con.
These documents from discovery?
Girl, these are fake as a Canal Street Birkin.
We could pursue Innocent Spouse Relief
through the IRS,
file civil suits,
transfer liability back to Arthur, but...
On paper, you appear complicit.
That part.
I trusted him.
Look, we can go up against any law firm in the country,
but the IRS,
y'all know that's a lengthy war.
[sighs]
So this will never be over?
♪♪
Can I, um, go vape?
-Of course. -Sure.
[sighs]
So?
Hope: it's our product, but... [sighs]
I am not feeling it right now.
Chapter Seven?
Offer in Compromise?
That's not what this is about for her.
And that's not gonna get those employees
paid what they're owed!
I mean, you see how guilty she...
Oh, shit!
[Liberty] Oh, my God! No!
[♪ dramatic music playing]
Jesus Christ.
[exhales sharply]
So she just... jumped.
[Liberty] She thought she had no more options left.
And she couldn't stand another minute.
She trusted him.
Being betrayed by a man has a specific smell.
-[Liberty] Mm. -Women, we gotta...
[chuckles] we gotta recognize that shit.
Well, I didn't smell a thing. How am I any different than her?
Because you, my darling, you have resources.
And us.
[Emerald] Yes. And we are gonna get payback for you.
And her, too.
We are gonna make sure that her employees
and their families are well taken care of.
Dina, the whole idea of getting you on this plane
was really just to get you away from everything
and give you a break from all the caretaking and worrying.
Dina, how is Dougie?
[inhales sharply]
[Douglas sighs]
There are good days and bad days.
The treatments are really tough.
And it just kills me to see him so diminished.
You know, and th-the times when he's in pain
is just the worst.
He was always the strongest, most vital person
that I've ever known.
Oh, my God, how we used to laugh.
But there are not a lot of laughs these days.
It's, um...
It's been really, really hard.
[sobs] I'm sorry.
I was determined that I wouldn't do this today.
I got you. Here, here, here.
Okay? Blow first, cuddle second.
Don't feel bad. I cry on planes all the time.
-Me too. -[Emerald] Me three.
-Yeah. -Okay? But not on this plane.
The food and the company is too damn good.
Girl, we are flying through rare air.
-Okay? We want you to have a good time. -Yeah.
Here, find something to bid on.
Well, you know, [sighs, sniffles]
Ms. Baskin does have one piece
that I really, really like.
It's that pair of JAR
tourmaline and diamond camellia brooches.
Dougie tried to get them for me years ago
when they were for sale at Sotheby's,
and her husband beat him.
-Uh... -What?
[Liberty] Oh, um, snacks.
What?
Well, it's just that we all sort of wanted that one.
Well, you're welcome to bid against me, my little chickees.
The more the merrier.
Maybe we should rock, paper, scissors.
-Since Dr. Reggie is gonna be in town... -Oh, stop.
...maybe we could let him referee.
-Please. -[Dina laughs]
What's he doing in New York?
He's just doing some business.
He's got a lecture at The Rockefeller,
and then he has to go on Colbert to talk about his new book.
You know, not all guys are like your client's ex, or Chase.
There are some good guys out there, like my guy.
Cheers to that.
-To your guy. -[Allura] Cheers
-to that. -To my guy.
-To good guys! Yeah. -Cheers to that.
-To the good guys. -[all] To the good guys.
-[Liberty] Mm. -To the good guys between my thighs!
[all laugh]
[Emerald] I love it.
[♪ upbeat music playing]
-And this-- Oh, there's Sheila. -[Liberty gasps]
This is quite the cheering section you brought.
What can I say? Girls just wanna have fun.
Oh!
-Oh, hello. How are you? -[Emerald] Hello. Nice to meet you.
-Hello. Sheila. -Allura. Oh!
You're gonna have a very good day today.
Oh, it's so good to see you, baby.
[gasps] And Ms. Standish!
-You are a goddess. -No, no.
Hello. Lovely to meet you.
Likewise.
Let's go fuck this cocksucker.
Now that is a woman after my own heart.
[laughs]
I love it.
Mayor McHead Cheese.
Diane Sawyer. Lola Falana.
George Washington.
Good day. See you in there.
[chuckles]
God. Who the fuck is that?
Wednesday Addams.
[laughs]
We are at 670.
Going, going,
-and... gone. -[gavel bangs]
Congratulations, Paddle Number 49.
Well above estimate.
Market's having a day. You're going to do well.
You know what a girl's best friend is?
-Not diamonds, her lawyers. -[Dina chuckles]
[auctioneer] Next up, one of the pieces
we've been hugely anticipating,
an exquisite vintage Verdura flower brooch
with elements of aquamarine,
pink topaz, emerald, diamond, and platinum.
From the trove being auctioned today courtesy
of the fabulous, and singular, Sheila Baskin.
[applause]
Why don't we start things off at an unrealistically low
quarter of a million dollars.
Three-fifty? Three-seventy-five?
At four. Four?
Ah, 400,000 from our newest bidder.
Ah, 425. Do I have 450? Four-fifty.
Four-seventy-five? Four-seventy-five.
$500,000 and I'm not going to fucking stop.
[auctioneer] Uh, $500,000.
Going, going, and...
-[gavel bangs] -...gone.
Carr!
Congratulations on your great victory in there.
You have such exquisite taste.
-Mine. -Oh, Dina Standish, you old plow horse.
I thought for sure they would've shipped you off
to the glue factory by now.
What a thrill it was beating you in there,
full on shakes and shimmies.
Might've been the fuck of my life.
And the one thing I will always regret
is that I never got to give it to you in court.
Well, you might yet.
Oh? Oh.
You didn't hear. Allura is my client now.
Oh, hon. Haven't you tasted enough defeat?
I mean, the fact is, you are not capable of lawyering anymore.
You have forgotten how to do it.
It is so sad when the mind starts to go.
Carr, do you ever think how much happier we'd all be
if your mother swallowed?
♪♪
[Carrington chuckles]
-[door opens] -[sighs]
-[door closes] -Hm.
Time for some alcohol.
[♪ smooth jazz music playing]
You threw that auction, didn't you?
-Dina. -I know.
-Oliver. -[chuckles] Hello.
Hi.
So, how did you know that I threw the auction?
Well, you knew that horrid lady
was going to buy the JAR brooch no matter what.
So you escalated your bid to a price that would hurt
and backed off.
[chuckles] You understand buyers.
Well, I had four sisters,
three stepmothers, and a handful of nieces.
I'm good at women.
Or so I'm told.
And I've been a fan of yours for some time.
Oh, uh.
Can I buy you another round?
[sighs]
I'm married.
I know.
I also know that you're only in town for one night.
Room 344.
-[Reggie] Cheers. -Cheers.
[chuckles]
-Reggie? -Mm-hmm?
I thought this was gonna be a simple night out.
It's our two-year anniversary.
Where did you want to go, Mr. Taka Ramen or--
-No! -'Cause we can cancel this.
-Can we get the check, please? -No, I know. It's sweet.
I love it. It's just we agreed to go slow.
I was just talking about this with the girls.
This-this is my version of slow.
If I was going any slower,
they'd have to check me for a pulse.
[laughing] Shut up.
No, really, I'm almost dead as it is.
Here, this is something
-I've been waiting for. -Uh...
[sighs] Okay, what is that?
It's my new regimen. I'm launching it next month.
Contains BioVin, from whole red wine grapes
grown in Southern France.
I love it.
-Yeah? -Mm-hmm.
Liberty.
Mm, babe.
-I love you. -I love you, too.
And I'm going to guzzle these.
-[laughs] One at a time. Go easy, now. -[Liberty laughs]
[Liberty] Thank you. You're a genius.
But you had me nervous when you reached for your pocket.
God. [laughs]
-Mm. -A little, uh, early dessert.
[Liberty] They're trying to get us out of here.
J... [sighs]
I thought you said we were going to take it slow.
Take it... slow.
J... [gasps]
Just try it on.
It suits you.
Just... Just... Just bef-- Wait.
I, um...
-Liberty Regina Ronson... -Stop.
I-I knew we should have gone for ramen.
[Reggie] I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
respecting you, supporting you,
making love to you,
having hot sex with you.
I... [sighs]
Will you marry me?
♪♪
[Liberty] Reggie...
Uh...
I-I... Can you give me one minute, darling?
Let me-- I'll be right back. Just a sec.
[pensive music playing]
When you ran out, did you actually say the words,
"No, I won't marry you"?
But you didn't say yes either. So what's stopping you?
[Liberty] I don't know.
Reggie doesn't want me now anyway, and that's okay.
I'm happy to be flying solo in my 50s,
enjoying my life, my work, my friends.
[Dina] He'll come back.
He knows that in your heart, you're a romantic.
You are. You're the romantic.
How'd you do it? How did you know
that Douglas was the one to marry?
What's wrong?
[inhales sharply]
We haven't had sex in three years.
-What? -What?
Oh.
[sighs] We were so good.
But since the cancer and the cancer's return,
and then last night with the auctioneer.
Wait, Oliver?
[Dina] You know when you meet somebody
and you're quivering all over with it like you're a teenager.
-[Oliver] Hello again. -Hello.
Oh, God, that's how I felt.
Come in.
Mm. I miss it.
I've never.
Not once on my husband.
[heavy breaths]
But Doug would be absolutely devastated.
[panting]
I'm sorry.
It's not fair to him.
It's just not. And I'll, I'll be fine.
It's, uh... Nobody ever died of friskiness.
No, no. Actually, they have.
-[all laugh] -[Dina] No, I'm okay.
I'm okay. And... [sighs]
I've decided to tell him about it.
Wait, what? Why?
Y-you... You didn't even do anything.
Oh, I went to Oliver's room, and I let him kiss me.
So you made a mistake and course corrected.
What happened made me realize that there are a lot of things
I've been sitting on,
and I want to talk to Doug about it.
So maybe what happened was, you know, was a good thing.
Because honesty is a part of true intimacy.
Oh, don't you think, Allura?
I-I do.
[clears throat]
Oh. That's my cue to spill the beans?
-Mm. -What?
[Liberty] Look, we didn't want to say anything
till we were on the way back.
We didn't want to upset you.
Tell me what.
You know I have been investigating Chase
and all of his shenanigans.
I found out something.
You're not gonna like it.
Pin your wig down, Allura,
because this might blow it back.
The Christie's auctioneer?
Yeah.
Weren't we in the room four years ago
when we got Mike Nichols' Balthus?
-Very handsome. -[scoffs]
The auctioneer, not Mike.
-[scoffing chuckle] -Although, Christ, did I love him.
Dougie, I went to the guy's room.
I didn't sleep with him, but I... I kissed him.
Honey, it's okay.
It didn't feel okay.
-You wanted him. -No!
You wanted something.
I wanted you.
I love you. You are the love of my life.
Hey...
I didn't picture shrinking, you know?
Everything was all about being seen, taking up space.
I never pictured being like this.
So...
[exhales]
So try to picture something different.
What?
Um...
picture the big, wonderful life you've given me.
Picture the connection that we always had.
Catching each other's eye across the room,
usually over the shoulder of some really boring person.
[both laugh]
Picture everything around us melting away.
The intimacy, so strong, so sexy.
Everything. We're knowing everything about each other's body,
just knowing what we loved.
Dougie... you were a magician.
I still am.
[sighs]
[Liberty] So, forensics came back.
Turns out Arthur didn't forge Dee's signature.
She signed everything willingly.
He gave her five companies in the divorce,
the papers of which she also signed willingly,
and under the advice of counsel.
-Mm. -Companies he embezzled from,
used payroll tax money from to cover his tracks, I assume.
Was she that blinded by love?
Are we all that willing to surrender and be--
-Human? -Stupid!
-Oh, don't make this about yourself. -Well-- [scoffs]
Tell me it doesn't give you pause about any relationship ever.
What choices does that leave, then?
Don't love?
Don't enter into relationships with sweet doctors
who want to marry us?
Because what if?
But what if?
Well, what if you're one of the lucky ones?
What if you've gone through all these shitty men
to get to Reggie?
-Are you really ready to let him go? -[Liberty huffs]
I thought you were here for Allura's divorce.
Why are we even talking about Dee's case?
You are enjoying this, aren't you?
Yes, I like this job.
And so, while I'm waiting for my meeting,
I'll sit in on yours.
-Where's Allura? -She's two minutes away. Why?
I had him followed.
-Chase? -[Emerald] Mm-hmm.
He went to her house.
I pulled all the available street camera footage.
He's been going there a couple of times a week for months.
You're not gonna fucking believe this.
Slow down. Chase is going to whose house?
Good question.
Whose house has Chase been going to?
Huh? Well...
Come on. It can't be worse than your last bombshell
about the three affairs with women between 19 and...
Jesus, what? You're scaring me.
Milan.
[Liberty] Milan? He slept with Milan?
Wait, your-your receptionist?
What do you wanna do? You want us to have him killed?
-I mean, I know people. -[Liberty scoffs]
They can make it look like an accident.
What? You guys are my attorneys, confidentiality and all of that.
Just say the word.
No, I'm fine.
You are not fine.
-I'm fine. I'm-- -[Emerald] In denial. Look at her.
Y-y-you haven't screamed, you haven't thrown a fancy shoe.
On the plane, you were all calm and carryin' on.
Mm-mm. I call bullshit.
-Emerald-- -Allura, I call bullshit.
Me too, Allura. When you going to get mad?
When are you going to twist off his scrotum
and feed it to him in small, raggedy pieces?
When are we doing revenge?
Wait. Revenge. That's it.
Legally, maybe you can't get restitution for Dee's workers.
But you can serve up some ice-cold revenge.
I've got an idea. Need to make a phone call.
[Liberty] Wait, Dina. You're not partner here.
This isn't your actual case.
Consider it a favor.
And you.
Get mad, or you're not going to get through it.
You get hot.
-Hear me? -Yes, Mother.
[players chattering]
[player 1] Alright, let's go.
Yeah, yeah, run up, run up, run up. You got it.
Go right through it. You got him! You got him!
D! D! D! D!
Alright, let's get that quick shot.
Yo, he wants that shot.
-[player 2] I got ball. I got ball. -[player 3] Yeah.
[Reggie] Alright. You ain't got it. You ain't got it.
[players chattering]
Oh, my God. Yo, yo, yo.
I'm gonna stop. I'm gonna be right back.
[players chattering]
-Hey. -[Reggie] Hey.
Nice shot.
I've, uh, left messages.
You weren't returning.
You didn't have to come all the way down here, though.
You know?
Could've left the ring at the office.
Can we go somewhere and talk?
This is the thing, Reg.
-[waves lapping] -All day, every day,
I'm fighting for these women
-who want out of their marriages. -Yeah.
I get it. And so, you catastrophize
so vividly that you think,
-well, that's us. Yeah, that's... -Well... [scoffs]
-Makes sense. -They didn't think it was them.
-Nobody thinks it's going to be them. -Yeah.
Of course. Look, I get it. I g-- I-- You know, I get it.
You don't have to, uh, explain yourself to me.
I do, though.
I don't wanna let what I do determine how I live.
What's happened to others or what's happened to me
in the past make me afraid to go after what I want.
Because, honey... what I want is you.
I don't know.
Losing you once, that was bad.
It was bad, and I-I don't think I can do that again. Alright?
I've, uh, got my own fears. It's not just you.
[Liberty] That's it.
We're all scared.
But I love you...
and I don't want to let the fear
of what could happen rob me of being with the man I love,
the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.
So, uh... [chuckles]
I thought we could try again.
Reginald Carlos Ramirez, will you please,
please marry me?
Can I think about it?
Yeah. Sure, I...
I've thought about it. Yeah.
-What? -Yes.
[Liberty giggling]
♪♪
[kisses]
[keys jangle]
[door handle clicks]
Ezra, Elijah, and Egypt!
What? What?
I got the email from MIT.
-Damn. Okay. -[keys jangle]
Alright. It's okay. Shoo.
Shoo. Get out the way. I got it. Baby, listen.
I told you not to expect early admissions from MIT.
Nah, forget it.
I'm not applying to no regular admissions.
The hell you not.
I don't raise quitters. Do I raise quitters?
-No, ma'am. You didn't even let me quit-- -No, you don't--
-[Emerald] Shut up. -Yes, ma'am.
-[Egypt] Mm-hmm. -Listen,
you got this.
I'm not applying to no regular admissions.
And I said you are, and, little boy, you best take
that bass out your throat when you're talkin' to me.
You understand me?
I said, do you understand me?
I'm not applying because...
-they're giving me a full ride. -[Ezra/Egypt] [laughing] Hey!
-Hey, surprise! -Aah!
-[Ezra] Got 'em! -Boy!
-'Bout to slap the Black off of you. -[Ezra/Egypt] Three for three!
-[Emerald] I'ma get y'all, too! -Three for three!
Three for three! Three for three!
-Three for three! -♪ Get it, Ma, get it, Ma ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey! ♪
-Woo! -[Emerald] Oh, I love you!
-I'm so proud! -Thank you, Ma.
-[glasses clink] -[overlapping chatter]
And let me just tell y'all, do not scare me like that again.
I brought all three of y'all in this world,
-and you know the rest. -[boys] You can take us out.
-I can take you out. Cheers to that. -[Elijah] Cheers.
-And everything we are, we owe to you. -[Egypt] Mm.
-[Ezra] Yeah. -Well, I mean, where would you be
if Mama hadn't got a sperm donor with an IQ of 140?
-You always do that. -I did that.
Oh, so, so that's all there is to it, huh?
-Well... -Mama, no.
I know y'all remember when she decided to coach Little League
so she could prove we don't need no daddy to do it.
And you didn't.
-[crowd shouting chatter] -Come on!
That was off the plate! Are you blind?
Or that time that you went off on Mr. Connelly
because he told you that my penmanship
wasn't good enough for me to be
-in Honors English. -[Egypt/Elijah laugh]
[Emerald] Excuse me, I need to talk to you.
My child told me that you are gonna mess up his GPA
because you don't like his penmanship?
Who gives a shit about penmanship?
Look at this. Make it make sense.
Make it make sense.
[all laugh]
Or, or remember when all three of us was sick
and you used to sing us to sleep.
-Mm. -Yeah.
-Mm. -♪ Let the words of my mouth ♪
♪ Bring You praise ♪
[all] ♪ Let the words that I speak ♪
♪ Be seasoned ♪
♪ With Your love and grace ♪
-[laughs] -Love you.
[boys laughing]
[deep sigh]
[♪ "Walk on By" by Dionne Warwick playing]
[museum crowd chattering]
♪ If you see me walkin' down the street ♪
♪ And I start to cry ♪
♪ Each time we meet ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Make believe ♪
♪ That you don't see the tears, just let me grieve ♪
♪ In private... ♪
What a lovely collection, Mr. McPherson, and the Ghia.
I mean, singular even.
-Oh, yeah, it was owned by Rita Hayworth. -[Dina] Oh.
Thank you. I'm donating all of them.
Oh, I think that's wise.
I find that the older I get,
-the less I need. -[Arthur] Mm.
I just donated rather significant couture to the Met.
I feel so much lighter.
[chuckles] Well, I'm actually trying to,
uh, make room for more.
Oh?
I haven't had the pleasure. You are?
Oh, I'm sorry. Dina Standish.
Ah, yes. The attorney.
I know your husband. I'm sorry. I heard he's not well.
Thank you. And I'm sorry to hear about your ex-wife.
May I... May I have a moment?
-For? -A very brief lesson in the niceties
of the Uniform Fraudulent Transfer Act.
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Don't stop ♪
♪ Now you really gotta go, so walk on by ♪
♪ Don't, don't stop ♪
♪ Baby, leave, you'll never see the tears I cry ♪
-I'll be succinct. -[car door closes]
Your ex-wife came to my firm before leaping to her death,
seeking redress for how you screwed her
by laying off your debt without her knowledge.
She had signed all the right documents,
but she didn't know what she signed
because you buried her in paperwork.
This I can prove.
You left a path longer and wider than your jet.
-Yeah, I'm not sure I'm-- -I said I'd be succinct.
You gave away assets to avoid paying debts.
I already have enough evidence to put you away for five years.
And any decent forensic accountant will be able
to find enough to put you away for an additional five.
[small sigh]
What's the ask?
Rehire the employees that were let go,
replenish their profit-sharing plans
and her shares of the firm
go to her sister and her parents.
I look forward to hearing from you.
[car door opens, closes]
[car engine revving]
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Mm, she the devil ♪
♪ She a bad li'l bitch, she a rebel ♪
♪ She put her foot to the pedal ♪
♪ It'll take a whole lot for me to settle ♪
♪ Mm, she the devil ♪
♪ She a bad li'l bitch, she a rebel ♪
♪ She put her foot to the pedal ♪
♪ It'll take a whole lot for me to settle ♪
-[glass shatters] -♪ Yeah, bitch, I said what I said ♪
♪ I'd rather be famous instead ♪
♪ I let all that get to my head ♪
♪ I don't care, I paint the town red ♪
♪ I got drive, I don't need a car ♪
♪ Fans ain't dumb, but extremists are ♪
♪ Bitch, I said what I said... ♪
Allura, what the fuck are you doing?
Stop!
♪ I let all that get to my head ♪
♪ I don't care, I paint the town red ♪
[door opens]
♪ Walk on by ♪
♪ Bitch, I said what I said ♪
♪ Walk on by ♪
Last March, on the 14th,
at 5:55 p.m.
is when it all started.
[scoffs]
You don't forget the moment your life changes.
Whenever I came home
and the flowers,
oh, the flowers.
You would have thought somebody died.
And then the gifts kept coming.
And there was a set of keys to this home.
Allura, I worship you, and I need you to know that.
So you did this because you want to be me?
Everybody wants to be you.
[Allura] Okay. Be Allura, then.
You worked for her for three years,
you know all her secrets,
when she gets her period, what kind of tampons she uses.
And now, you've slept with her man.
So what would she do in this situation?
You'd ask questions until you got to the center of it.
Very good. What's the first question?
Why? Everywhere I turn,
everywhere I look in that office every single day,
I see nothing but private flights and designer fittings
and Cartier and Prada and London and Paris.
I have it all. I know that.
But how can it be enough when you are everywhere
and you make it look so effortless?
So it's my fault.
Do I look like a moth to you? Hell no.
I'm a motherfucking butterfly, and I know this.
But where's my place when I'm constantly circling your porch light?
-He gave me a portal into it. -And what does it look like?
Tell me, what does that portal look like?
Afternoons, at first,
and then a helicopter ride to a private island,
sushi on a beach prepared by a five-star Michelin chef.
That experience is not custom-tailored.
It's mass-produced. One size fits all.
Sold to dozens of naive women, apparently.
Allura, I'm... I'm so sorry.
So, that's it?
An apology? You're sorry?
What's at the center of it? Ask the question.
Question?
Is it his?
And the answer is...
Yes, it is.
[crying] I'm so, so sorry.
[♪ gentle music playing]
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