[lively percussive music]
♪ ♪
[Camille] High above the Himalayan Mountains,
there is a tribe of people called the Mosuo,
living in what has been named the Kingdom of Women.
Here the women are openly stronger than the men
and entirely in charge.
They practice walking marriage.
The women choose who they want to be married to.
And when things get old or stale,
they simply decide boom,
they're not married anymore,
and they move on to another husband.
And another. And another.
And the guy has no say.
The woman's pleasure and convenience
is all that matters.
She's in control,
and it's easy, fast, and painless.
[laughs] Must be nice.
Here, now, in 21st-century Harlem,
being a woman in total control
of her life and love is not always easy.
One theory on why the Mosuo
not only survive, but thrive,
is that they are a tribe of unbreakable sisters.
And luckily, I've got one of those too.
[singer] ♪ Throw some shade if you look good ♪
♪ Wave ya hand if you look good ♪
♪ Uh-huh yo yo ♪
♪ Now tell them bitches anyway ♪
♪ 'Cause we don't care ♪
♪ What none of them gal affi say ♪
♪ You can't stop me I'ma fulfil a prophecy ♪♪
[Camille] We have always had to go faster, further, better
just to be seen as barely keeping up.
But how do we do that in love,
especially now, when in Harlem,
change is everywhere you look?
[singer] ♪ Your hands in the air ♪
[Camille] And it can become increasingly hard
to hang on to who you are
when you barely recognize where you are.
[singer] ♪ Yes I am humble ♪
♪ Yes but why lie ♪
♪ I am the reason why ♪
♪ These girls go bye bye ♪
♪ Wave ya hand if you look good ♪
♪ Throw some shade if you look good ♪♪
[Camille] At some point, you just begrudgingly accept
things just don't look the way you thought they would.
And that comes to dating too.
Because the number of actual dateable men is bleak.
In Harlem, educated Black women
are forced to navigate a playing field in which
men have significantly more dating options.
So it's not that we're desperate or thirsty.
We're literally dealing with a real life man deficit,
which leaves us with two options.
We reassess our deal breakers
and widen the pool
or we hold firm to our wish list
and, like the Mosuo,
refuse to settle, despite the numbers.
And we focus--
okay, well, maybe overly focus--
okay, okay, obsess-- on trying to control
the one thing that we can:
ourselves.
So yes,
I'm here to say
we are not Mosuo.
But this week,
what if we were?
I want you to try to live like Mosuo.
Women, be the boss.
Demand change when you want it.
Stop apologizing so damn much.
Men, do what the women say without question.
I want us to get out of those comfort zones.
And give me 500 words on what that was like.
Class dismissed.
That was amazing.
Professor, I have something for you.
[heartbeat echoing]
Thank you, Malik, again.
You're welcome.
And by the way,
if you wanna help me with the assignment,
I would be happy to get out of my comfort zone
and eagerly do whatever you say.
Malik, it's against Columbia's rules,
and frankly, my moral code,
for me to date a student.
[Malik] Mm.
Goodbye, Malik.
Kansas State is offering me
full-time professor with tenure.
And you wanna move to Kansas?
No, no.
Of course, no, I don't want to.
But I'm not gonna lie, Robin, the offer's nice.
It better be.
It's in Kansas.
No.
I'm sure the offer is tempting, Camille,
but these things are like dating.
You can't just jump on the first sexy thing
that comes your way just because he's nice.
I know. Columbia is what I want.
Columbia is my soulmate,
but the bitch won't commit.
Sorry.
I just need to know that I'm not gonna wind up
being Columbia's oldest adjunct professor.
I didn't work with you all these years
to let that happen.
I was waiting to surprise you.
As soon as the budget's in,
I'm gonna move the money to have you
join the department full-time.
I promise.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
[bagel crunches]
Why did you let me do that?
I gotta hide it somewhere.
That's-- that's what it's come to.
[Camille] From the moment we all graduated,
all I wanted was to become a full-time professor.
Now it's happening.
[Quinn] Oh, a promotion and a proposition.
Bitch, tell me you fucked that nigga
right there on the desk.
Of course not.
Why does all the hot shit
get wasted on everyone but me?
She's his teacher, Angie.
And it's a "MeToo" waiting to happen.
No, fuck that.
A good dick
is a terrible thing to waste.
- Hey, sorry. - Hey, girl.
Late to her own party.
Camille is no fun.
There, you are all caught up.
Jesus, I need a drink.
Ooh, wait, that was there before we sat down.
[Quinn] So how did it go?
Are you officially a millionaire?
Well, we were meeting in my office
and I said...
Wow.
$750,000.
Mr. Van Horn.
Please, Tye, it's Rick.
Okay, great...Rick.
[Rick] That is a lot of money.
So what do you think?
You're ready to sell Q
and take your seat at the big kids' table, Tye?
What do I think?
I think...
only a fucking idiot
would agree to that kind of valuation.
And of the two of us, I'd say I'm not the one
who looks like a fucking idiot.
Nice suit, by the way. Give 1987 my regards.
Q is the only online dating app worth the shit
that's reaching the fastest growing market there is:
queer people of color.
So do I wanna join your seat at the big kids' table?
I'm a grown-ass woman.
And I'm of two minds:
no,
and fucking hell no.
But thanks for dropping by, Rick.
You're sure you wanna-- I mean...
surely you can weigh in here.
My assistant?
You want my assistant to weigh in on my decision?
He's your--really?
Yeah.
Really.
Oh, and by the way, Rick,
the name isn't Tye, it's...
Your Highness.
Yes, yes!
- Come on, Tye. - Yes, queen.
Ms. Jackson, if you nasty.
If you nasty.
- See, you could be part Mosuo. - Part what?
[Angie] Way to bring it down
with an Annalise Keating teaching moment.
It is only a tribe of women
who call their own shots.
That is me.
Bitch, that's us.
Ooh!
[camera clicking]
[Angie laughs]
Are we supposed to pretend that didn't just happen?
New lady. She's into sexting.
Ooh, be careful. That Internet shit is forever.
You would not believe the things
that guys have posted of me.
I would sorta believe.
So this new lady, she's a model?
Instagram influencer?
Model/Instagram influencer?
- What's that supposed to mean? - Well, you do have a type.
We will take the 1988 bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.
Ooh.
I'll take one of those too.
With a straw.
I'm bored.
Better off or on?
Off or on?
Okay, okay.
Every woman has value.
And you pay it in cash or PayPal.
[laughter]
Whatever.
Tye, we get it.
You like simple so you can be in charge.
That's not true.
- Is it? - Bitch, please.
- Yeah, definitely. - Completely.
Ooh, wait, wait, wait.
That wasn't ours either.
Then who ordered drinks?
So now I'm thinking
that we do my new wrap dress in this.
Ugh, I love it.
It will elevate the dress to a higher price point.
[Kim] Yeah, and listen, with the extra money,
- extra profit. - Extra meals.
So instead of the usual
"Buy a dress, serve four people,"
when you buy this dress, we can donate ten meals...
♪ Real ass bitch give a fuck about a nigga ♪
To all of the new--
♪ Big Birkin bag hold five six figures ♪
I'm so sorry, Kim. Just give me one second.
My neighbor is having a bit of an issue.
♪ Fuckin' on a scammin' ass ♪
- Angie. - ♪ Rich ass nigga ♪♪
Hey hey hey.
Angie, I'm on a work call.
- Oh, sorry, sorry. - It's fine.
I just have to get this new dress launched.
- It won't be long. - Girl, I don't get you.
If I had your money,
ooh, I would not work.
Well, you don't work now, so that tracks.
Speaking of,
what happened with the Sheraton interview?
Oh, girl. No, yeah, I couldn't.
I'm not really about that
"hotel lounge singer" life.
It feel more "last stop" than "comeback," you feel me?
Okay, but it paid money, which you will need
if you wanna move out and get your own place someday.
Girl, you would be lonely without me here.
Besides, if Gayle ever got her own money,
do you think Oprah would be her bestie?
One, Gayle has several jobs.
And two, I promise we will still be besties
even if you do get a job.
I just wanna help in a way that actually helps.
You living here was supposed to support you for singing.
But you stopped doing that.
So who are you if you're just
sitting around on a couch all day
talking about singing
but not actually ever really doing it?
LaToya?
- Oh. - [chuckles]
Girl, I'm still the same Angie
that you know and love.
You ain't gotta worry about me changing up on you.
- We are girls for life. - And that's fine.
I just wanna make sure we're not roommates for life.
I ain't mad at the Golden Girls.
And since we are giving out professional advice,
here's two cents for your collection plate.
Don't leave business calls on hold
to go and harass your roommate.
Oh, shit. Kim?
Kim!
It's easy for her to say.
Everything is easy for Quinn.
Not true.
I just know whatever I do next,
it has to be good.
I mean, I had the record deal,
nothing happened, and then they dropped me.
By the way, vegan ice cream is some nasty bullshit.
I actually like it.
- Angie! - It's nasty.
Listen, it was one deal
four years ago.
Move on, start again.
You're too good not to.
When we were at NYU,
that line used to be around the block
to hear you sing.
Girl, yeah, and you hit 30,
and "used to" starts sounding
like a has-been bitch who never made it.
Stop it, no.
No.
Oh, no. Oh, my God, duck.
What the fuck?
Right there at the end of the corner.
My dude, what's up?
- Is that-- - Holy shit.
Ian.
[♪ UMI: "Down to Earth"]
♪ Can't get no sleep ♪
♪ The moon it knows I ♪
♪ Don't want you to leave... ♪
Take care of yourself.
[crying softly]
♪ Just to be with you I try ♪
♪ To be free with you ♪
♪ I'd fall back down to Earth ♪
And the brother got a beard? Still fine.
Shit, I'd like to leave some love crumbs in that.
Angie.
Sorry, inside thought.
[Camille] He knows this is my block.
It should be a rule: exes cannot walk
on each other's blocks.
Sweetie, that would leave me a very,
very small patch of the Bronx.
Oh, my God.
If he's visiting his mom
that means he's coming this way.
Quick, before he sees us.
[Angie] Oh, girl, new shoes, new shoes,
new shoes, new shoes.
Slow down. I don't run!
All right, I'm on my way right now.
God, I always knew he would come back to you.
Girl, you watch way too much Hallmark.
Only at Christmas.
It was just weird. Jarring, you know?
I mean, since he ran away to become a chef,
I honestly haven't really thought much about him.
Girl, who the hell are you kidding?
Shh.
It is a commercial about coconut water.
Turn your ass around.
He looked good, too,
and not just, like, Ian good but, like,
my next orgasm good.
I'm not sure how to take that.
He probably got him a nice little French Fry
he keeping it tight for.
No, she Black.
Camille 2.0. Am I right?
How would I--I don't know.
And even if Ian does have a girlfriend,
which to be clear, I don't care if he does,
what does her race have to do with anything?
Kind of everything.
If she's Black, be cool.
You don't want that bad karma.
But if she's white?
Fair game, bitch.
Stealing a Black man from a white woman
is not an act of treason.
- It's an act of bravery. [Camille] Well, whatever.
How would I know if Ian has a girl?
Okay, fine.
Yes, I cyberstalked his ass
and I got nothing.
How is he still not on any social media?
Be careful, Camille.
Of what?
I am the one who chose this.
I am the one who ended things. It's what I wanted.
Yet you haven't had a date since.
You know what? It's--
can we just change the subject?
I'm taking the last cheese stick.
You ate the first one
and the second one and every other one,
so why stop now?
- Did you want? - Nasty.
And it's not like he told me that he was,
you know, back from out of town or anything.
So he obviously moved on too.
Is this the "change the subject" part?
And it's fine.
It's fine.
It's fine because I'm Mosuo. Mm-hmm.
I was with him, and I chose to move on.
Yass. You know what? Switch it up.
That's what I'm doing.
I thought about what you said the other day
about the kind of women that I'm with.
So I decided to ask out Shayla.
Shayla?
That sounds like a stripper name.
Like a daytime stripper name.
Mm, like good morning, gentlemen,
enjoy your waffles as you welcome to the pole,
all: Shayla!
Okay. Forget all y'all.
Shayla is an investment banker.
And she is very smart and very stud.
I'm impressed.
- Ooh. - Here we go.
- Madea in 3D, y'all. - Yes!
Hello!
[singer] ♪ I keep it juicy juicy ♪
♪ I eat that lunch ♪
♪ She keep that booty booty she keep that plump ♪
♪ Yeah yeah ♪
♪ That natural beauty beauty yeah yeah ♪
♪ If you could see it from the front ♪
♪ Wait till you see it from the ♪
♪ Back back back back back ♪
♪ Back back yeah back back back ♪♪
[music stops]
Hey, Malik.
I dropped your class. Effective immediately.
I guess you really hated it.
No, I loved it.
But you can't date a student.
Problem solved.
[man over intercom] Attention, Columbia students.
Reminder: do not use the faculty lounge.
Malik, hoping for a date seems like an odd reason
to adjust your academic schedule.
And yet,
I am going to pick up your phone,
put my number in.
Be in control. Call me if you want.
And I think you should want.
[Angie] You are insane.
How did you not take him
in the locker room right there?
Yeah, technically I am free
to date him now, but he's too young.
I'm not having sex in the locker room.
Don't knock it.
- Hello. - Okay?
[hostess] Your table's ready. Right this way.
So they just gonna walk on in here and get a table?
Yeah, what the fuck was that?
That was the moment this place started
gentrifying on the inside.
Girl, the Whole Foods on 125th was the final nail.
- Miss. Hi. - Hi.
We're here all the time
and we've never had to wait this long.
Next table's yours. Any minute now.
Pick one, sweetie. Which minute? Fifth? Tenth?
Soon.
Noel's, how may I help you?
Oh, you pretending to answer the phone?
I know that move. That's my move.
Okay, inside voice, inside voice.
Ooh.
We might have to go somewhere else.
I got another date with Shayla later.
Maybe dating a boss is my speed.
Ooh, so the first date went well?
Spectacular might be the word.
- Spectacular? - What?
Uh-huh, she picked the place,
she picked the wine,
and for the first time in my adult life,
I did not pay.
What?
Well, I have a date too.
Oh, come on, do you guys not wanna hear about
my latest Tinder-roni?
Is it the dude with the doll collection?
Collectible action figures.
Or that Bajan nigga who stole your flat screen?
- Unproven. [Tye] He stole that shit.
I literally caught him walking out with it.
Well, you know, look on the bright side.
He can take you on a date now, 'cause I'm pretty sure
- he pawned it. - [laughs]
Okay, you know what? Forget it.
- Forget it. - Okay, who-who is it?
Thank you for asking, Camille.
- His name is Cory. 32. - Mm.
And a lawyer. A working lawyer.
- Mm. - At a real firm.
I checked this time.
And here is the kicker.
He lives on Long Island.
Uh, that's far.
Are we really commuting for cock?
[Tye] Mm-mm.
Ladies, we're ready for you now.
Sure, she hears the word "cock"
and she comes running.
- [laughter] - I come running for it.
[shrieks]
Quinn! I thought about what you said.
I got a job. I'm singing.
Oh, my God. That's amazing.
- The Sheraton? - Girl, give that a rest, no.
It's an open mic night tomorrow.
Oh.
"Oh"?
I'm singing for the first time
in, like, a year, and "oh"?
That better not be the end of that sentence.
That shit better be a fragment.
No, no, I'm happy.
I'm super happy.
It's just not a, you know, job-job.
Oh, okay, thanks for clearing that up.
It's industry night
so it could really lead to something.
Why the hell are you dressing like a TJ Maxx Olivia Pope?
Hey, it's my design,
and I didn't mean I'm not excited for you.
[Angie] It's fine, whatever.
You know, have a good train ride to the Island of Long.
- Or is it a flight out there? - Ha-ha.
Why are you going all the way to Long Island?
Make his ass come to you.
He has to work until 10:00.
So it's easier for me to go to him.
Oh, so it's not a date-date.
Yes, it is.
It is most definitely a date-date, okay?
It is a date-date-date.
There's no such thing as an 11:00 date.
Dates start at 7:00 or 8:00, maybe 9:00.
But 11:00 is fuck o'clock.
Don't shit on my night just 'cause I said
that thing about the open mic.
I just don't get how that's better than getting paid.
Singing for a bunch of drunk tourists
from wherever-the-fuck at a Times Square Sheraton
is not going to lead to anything.
I need more. I deserve more.
This is for people who could really offer me something.
And I have to think long-term.
I don't have a trust fund
and parents supporting my every move.
No, you just use me for that.
Use?
You think I use you?
I don't know, Angela.
But enjoy my rent-free couch.
Fuck that.
And fuck that wack-ass outfit
and this stiff shitty couch.
You can find another charity case
to make you feel less guilty
about your bougie bullshit.
My train doesn't leave for another
two-and-a-half more hours
but do not talk to me.
[singer] ♪ You know that I know ♪
♪ We overdose ♪
♪ They say we're too close ♪
♪ We do but don't ♪
♪ I know we ain't ghosts ♪
♪ We just fucked hey yeah ♪
♪ I know you know ♪
♪ You know that I know ♪
♪ We overdose ♪
♪ They say we're too close ♪
♪ We do but don't ♪
♪ I know we're not ghosts ♪
♪ We just fucked hey yeah ♪♪
♪ ♪
Can I confess something?
I don't usually date other masc women.
Me neither.
You were a dare.
You were an experiment.
So is your experiment working?
You trying to find out?
[upbeat music]
[singer] ♪ Shake your body ♪
♪ Every day is a party every day is a party ♪
♪ Every day is a party shake your body ♪♪
Uh, is loud music a Long Island thing?
Yeah, maybe.
- I--I don't know. - What--
Hey, can I get a Jack and Coke?
What about your firm?
Is there a lot of upward mobility there?
- Sure. - It's funny because
my father is actually--
oh, my God! Shit.
Do you see what you just did?
This is wool crepe.
Wool crepe!
I'm--I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, um--
um, I'm gonna go to the ladies' room.
I'll be right back.
Actually, would you mind watching my purse for me?
Oh, for sure.
I will be right back.
I'm sitting there!
[hand dryer blowing]
Ooh, yeah.
Yeah, honey, you fuck that dryer.
[retching]
Elegance of Long Island is endless.
[woman] Ugh, I'm never gonna drink again.
[hand dryer blowing]
♪ ♪
Um, I'm sorry,
have you seen my date that was sitting right here?
- Blue suit. - Yeah.
He said you'd settle up.
I'm sorry, what?
- He left? - Yeah.
He left?
He left.
Oh, my God, my purse.
Oh, my God, excuse me, sir.
Get up, get up.
He took my purse!
Motherfucker!
Oh, motherfucking fuck, fuck, fuck.
Hi, oh, my gosh.
I'm sorry, can I-- could I use your phone?
God damn it.
Um, I'm so sorry.
- Hi, hi. - Whoa, you all right?
Oh, my God.
I am having the worst night of my life.
I was just wondering,
I'm trying to get on the next train back to Manhattan.
Is there any way you can find it in your heart
to give me $10?
I get what's happening here.
I say no, then you offer your "services"
so you can go buy some crack?
I don't want crack, sir.
I just wanna get on the next train.
Well, you must be smoking
'cause the next train ain't coming until 5:00 a.m.
Wait. What?
5:00?
[train whistles]
Shit!
Oh, my God!
[upbeat music]
I've been waiting for this moment
since you asked me out.
Me too.
Oh, yeah, put your face all up in it.
Ah, ah, get out.
Too much, too much, too much, too much, hold on.
- Like you running a feather. - I got it.
Uh-uh, I said a feather.
- Lighter, lighter, lighter. - Okay.
Yeah, yeah, stay like that.
Mm, stay like that.
Ooh, stay exactly like that. Don't move.
Ooh, no matter what, do not move.
Yes, oh, I'm coming.
Oh, I'm coming.
Oh, oh, oh, fuck.
Ah, shit.
Well...
- that was amazing. - [chuckles]
I gotta shower.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What, wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry.
I told you I got a conference call in Tokyo.
Look. It was fun.
- [kisses] - [scoffs]
Bitch, I just dislocated my jaw
and you gonna leave me like that?
[♪ Fousheé: "single af"]
♪ ♪
♪ I tested my patience ♪
♪ Confronted my fears I finally faced them ♪
♪ Now I can say I'm ♪
♪ I'm good on my own ♪
♪ I put in the wayment yeah ♪
♪ Making a change ain't comfortable but ♪
♪ It's definitely something I've done before ♪
- ♪ Finally ready to go out ♪ - [clears throat]
♪ Never felt so sexy feel bad for my exes ♪♪
[Camille] "Professor Parks,
the truth is we can never be Mosuo--"
misspelled--
"because we as women paralyze ourselves
"worrying about the consequences
if we did own our own power."
[sighs]
♪ It's such a beautiful thing ♪
♪ I can proudly say I'm ♪
♪ I'm say that I'm single as fuck ♪
♪ Single as fuck ♪
♪ Ooh ooh single as fuck ♪
♪ Single as fuck ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
- ♪ I'm single ♪ - ♪ Single ♪
♪ Ready to mingle ♪
♪ Tryna prepare for the trouble ♪
♪ I'm 'bout to get into ♪
♪ Pardon the interlude ♪
♪ But let me introduce you to ♪♪
[Camille] Fuck it, I'm Mosuo.
- I'm glad you called. - Right, sure.
Okay, wait.
I just wanna lay some ground rules
so that you don't have an unrealistic expectation
- of what this is. - Of course.
I am just honoring my Mosuo sisters.
And I mean, because I'm not
pressuring you into this, right?
- Nah, we good. [Camille] Okay.
Because I don't wanna get "Me Too'd" or "He Too'd."
I still can't believe I called you.
I'm not sure that I should have.
I think maybe you should go.
You sure?
Holy shit.
And right then,
when it seemed like the choice I made
was exactly what I needed...
Okay, Professor.
[Camille] That I was Mosuo, taking what I wanted.
Take charge.
[Camille] He wanted something else,
and the worst thing ever
was staring me right in the face.
[stammers]
[singer] ♪ Throw it back if you nasty ♪
♪ Bounce it like it's elastic ♪
♪ Go 'head break it down real low ♪♪
Yeah, I--I--I gotta go.
[singer] ♪ Go 'head break it down real low ♪
♪ Stop playin' with it ♪♪
No, you know what? Um...
you gotta go.
[woman on TV] We would watch them with our dad.
They'd stay up late on Friday nights...
[phone buzzing]
Postmates, where the fuck is my pasta?
[Quinn] No, it's me. - Quinn.
[Quinn] This nice lady is letting me use her phone.
What do you want? I'm packing.
[singer] ♪ Just so good at being in trouble ♪
♪ Spending my days out in the ghetto ♪
♪ Mama say that I need to be careful ♪♪
I know.
Okay, please don't, Angie.
I'm so humiliated.
Girl, don't be.
You keep putting yourself out there.
That takes way more strength
than just sitting at home and...
fucking strangers on a friend's couch.
That's a hypothetical, right?
Sure.
I can't believe you stayed out here all night long.
Yup.
Not so bougie after all.
I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that stuff.
And I didn't mean any of it, Quinnie.
I know.
And I should just be happy that you got a gig
and that I get to hear you sing.
Thank you.
And Gayle, as long as I have money,
you'll have a place to live.
Good.
'Cause Tye said I couldn't stay with her.
[laughs]
And Camille's shit is too small.
[chuckles] I know it is.
Come on.
[Quinn] Ugh, girl.
- And fuck Long Island. - [laughs]
Is-is that my new coat from Bergdorf?
In case you were cold.
I was thinking of you.
I don't-- I don't think you were.
And are those my--
- girl, give me my shades. - Listen.
[guitar strumming]
Yo.
That young nigga wanted you to lick his ass?
It's like one second I'm thinking,
"You know, he's not that young.
This is okay."
The next I'm looking down the barrel of a bootyhole.
Oh, no.
What's the big deal?
Dick, balls, ass,
it's all the same neighborhood.
Yo, you lick ass?
Why not?
I mean, even with a freakishly long taint,
you're still dick adjacent.
No.
Husbands do not ask their future wives
to lick their booties.
That is my favorite Bible verse.
[laughter]
I know it was a mistake, but I thought it might
help get Ian out of my head.
Like a sexual palate cleanser.
All right, I'm gonna need another cocktail
if I'm gonna finish this conversation.
Yes, just hurry, 'cause she's singing next.
Oh, and get me one too.
And tell him less ice.
Hey, okay, bossy.
[Camille] And in the end, yes, here in 21st-century Harlem,
we sisters can be fierce Mosuo.
Be in charge, call the shots, get what we want.
♪ When the feeling comes over me ♪
♪ I remember what it feels like ♪
[Camille] But what if what we want is to go back?
[Angie] ♪ I said never again ♪
[Camille] When Mosuo think they've made a mistake,
is it better to try again?
[Angie] ♪ I remember what you feel like ♪
[Camille] Or to look ahead?
[Angie] ♪ It was real right ♪
♪ I said never again but I still might ♪
♪ ♪
♪ No attachments ♪
♪ I'm better ♪
♪ Done healing ♪
♪ We ain't together ♪
♪ Except for tonight maybe one last time ♪
♪ We can ♪
♪ When the feeling comes over me ♪
♪ I remember what it feels like ♪
♪ It was real right ♪
♪ I said never again ♪
♪ When the feeling comes over me ♪
♪ I remember what you feel like ♪
♪ Mm it was real right ♪
♪ I said never again but I still might ♪
♪ Drowning in wine just talking with my girls ♪♪
[funky music]
Oh, my God. Dr. Pruitt?
I've read all three of your books.
If you need anything, I'm your girl,
'cause I've given up dating,
and I really wanna hone on in my career goals.
- Can I call you back? [man] That's fine, Dr. Pruitt.
- I'll talk to you later. - Sorry!
♪ ♪
This is not how I pictured my life.
Hi, Ian! Ian, right?
Hi, Ian. Oh, Ian, what's up?
Hey!
[Angie] My producer, he wants me
to come to their offices tomorrow.
So what we doing?
It's Get Out the musical.
[all] ♪ We're in the same damn place ♪
♪ ♪
What a casually dressed surprise.
- Quinn? - Oh, that's right.
You two know each other.
Only from the entire year that we dated, Mom.
My Forbes interview
has turned into a two-page spread.
I knew it! Your dream is coming true!
It's like the great Lady Gaga once said,
"You can get 99 no's--"
I'ma stop you right there.
both: Thank you.
♪ ♪
- And he's here. - We should leave.
- Go in. - Go in?
We'll just go in.
No, no, no, no, no.
- We should leave. Leave. - We should leave.
[Angie] ♪ Swearing you'll never be back in my world ♪
♪ I know I'm lying 'cause when I see you 1
♪ I wanna do the things that we used to do ♪
♪ You got me jonesing I'm all in my feels ♪
♪ They're taking over it's getting that real ♪
♪ If I let you win you bow out your way ♪
♪ You keep my heart so be careful okay? ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Ooh ♪
♪ Ooh I just might I just might ♪♪