01x98 - Episode 98

[bunniefuu]

Are you psychic?

I was just running home
to call and check on you.

No. And why?

Because you've been on my mind

with everything
you're going through.

Oh, and you don't even know
the latest development.

Leslie filed a police report
saying I assaulted her.

-No.
-Yes. And thankfully,

Jacob saw the complaint
and made sure

he was the one
to investigate it,

and he was able
to make it go away, thank God.

I'm sorry. I-I'm still just
processing the idea

of you assaulting someone.

Not just someone. Leslie.

-And this does make more sense.
-Mm.

It is beyond justified,
but still,

seems more like something
I would do.

Aren't we a great couple
of role models for our kids?

[sighs]

There.

Now the stitching works.

Kat, we are so close
to launching,

I can hardly believe it.

And everyone
is absolutely losing it.

I wish that we were going

to Illumination at the Vineyard
this year.

It'd be a really great time
to get the word out.

Oh. Where is my damn phone?

You have been salty
since we got up this morning.

Are you gonna tell me
what's wrong or make me guess?

Please.

You know the answer.

It's the same one-- Eva.

I just don't understand
why he's always all about her.

I hate to say this, and you're
gonna hate to hear it even more.

You need
to start getting over this.

He is always gonna be attached
to her.

-How can you say that?
-Because she's his daughter.

Oh. No,

I... I'm not talking
about my dad.

I'm talking about Tomas.

♪ ♪

Has he gotten off
that conference call yet?

Nope, still going on.

-Hope everything's okay.
-Yeah.

Okay, look, Tomas,
you can take over from here

now that the fire is safely out.

Look, go over the client file,
and I'll lay out the game plan

for our upcoming deposition
while we walk to my car.

Meet me at the elevator.
I'm running late.

-Of course.
-Hey, baby.

-Hey.
-Come on in.

[sighing]:
Oh, boy.

Today is kicking my a*s.

Everything's good with you,
though, right?

Actually, I wanted to...

Okay, that's good.
Good, good, babe.

Look, I'll see you at home.

I got to run, okay?

Do you need anything else?

I know you probably haven't
been eating as regularly lately.

I'm much better
since I stopped eating that junk

they give you at the hospital.

"Low salt," my a*s.

It's just another word
for saying "no flavor."

But you do look better, though.

You know, it's the fresh air.

That hospital air is full
of chemicals and germs.

That's why everybody
that stays there stays sick.

Another few days of freedom,
and I'll be...

as good as new.

And do you still feel safe
at the underpass?

Hey, you! Over there!

Well, are you still hungry?
Do you want more?

No, just the check.

Anyone save room for dessert?

We're a couple of busy ladies.

Got places to go
and people to see.

The check?

I got this.

But June...

I insist.

You've treated me
far too many times.

Ah.

I'm glad to see you're keeping
that picture safe.

Those kids are just so adorable.

Oh, can I see?
I'm such a sucker for babies.

Hey, hands off.
I'm not paying you with this.

It's much too valuable.

There.

And keep the change.

You heard her.

But, June,
I will be paying the tip.

If you insist.

Not that she deserves it,

with her pawing over other
people's property like that.

[quietly]:
Thank you.

Hey, thank you
for taking me to lunch.

It's the least I could do with
everything you've done for me.

That's sweet of you, June.

I just wish I could do more.

Hmm.

Would you mind if I took another
look at that picture again?

Just keep it away
from that grabby waitress.

-I think she had her eyes on it.
-Okay.

You know, it's weathered, but...

you can still see
how beautiful these kids are.

I am still curious
about this phone number, though.

It's nothing. I told you that.

-June, don't...
-Naomi, can we talk?

I'm kind of in the middle
of something, Hayley.

-Not with me.
-June, we're not done.

I treated you to lunch.

What more do you want from me?

It's always fun hanging
with you, toots.

But I'm due back
to my own business.

What is so important?

Look, I'm sorry
I interrupted you and your...

friend, but I really want
to ask you something.

Okay. Will this take long?

Because I'm expecting Jacob
soon.

Oh, then I'll hurry, because
what I have to say

is not
for a police officer's ears.

Why? What have you done?

Me? Nothing.

But... I'm worried

that someone close to both of us
may have done something...

criminal.

Okay, so your question is?

My husband, your father...

Tell me straight, Naomi.

Did he k*ll somebody?

-Leslie had it coming.
-Oh, agreed.

I've never seen a face
so suitable for slapping.

[laughs]
Oh, I do have to admit, though,

I wish
I'd shown a little restraint

and not gone for her throat
in the middle of Orphey Gene's.

My demure older sister

brawling in front
of witnesses? Oh,

how I wish I'd seen this side
of you when we were growing up.

This is not a side
I am particularly proud of.

I am! My refined sissy is
much more like scrapper Dani

than anyone ever imagined.

[laughs] Oh, I hate being
so volatile and emotional.

I even laid
into Bill last night, too,

and I did not enjoy it.

It's exhausting.

You just need
to build up your stamina,

and tearing Bill a new one is
a great way to do that.

I should be using my energy
on my son, not on Leslie.

-How is Martin?
-Hmm.

I would like to say well,

but this is so hard
on him and his family.

I'm meeting Samantha
and Tyrell here.

Just wanted to give them a
little normal time with grandma.

They are very lucky
to have a wonderful

and exceptional grandma
who always has time for them.

You give me way too much credit.

Not possible, Sissy.

We Duprees stick together, huh?

Always.

Mmm.

I went to Eva's hotel room
to tell her to get

her half-baked mama to drop
the charges against my mother.

Imagine my surprise
when I see Tomas there.

-Uh-oh. Were they...?
-No.

Hell, no.

But that doesn't mean

it couldn't have gotten
to that place.

If I would have gotten there
just ten minutes later,

all bets would have been off.

But that's all due
to Eva's manipulations.

Drawing him
into her sticky little web.

How did he explain
being in her room?

-Something about wanting
to borrow a book.
-Ugh.

I didn't stick around
to hear the rest.

So, what does this mean
for you and Tomas?

I mean, if he had a legit excuse
for being there...

I'm not sure.

But I am not about
to gift-wrap him

and put him into Eva's hands.

Bet. If you want him,
he's yours.

Okay, Eva is no match for you,
period.

Period.

That little witch needs
to stop throning

and settle for someone
in her own league.

[line ringing]

Can you come over?

We obviously need to talk.

I can only imagine how hard this
must be for you lately.

I just... I wanted to make sure
that you knew

how difficult this was
for your pop, as well.

Martin feels awful
that he's been out of the house.

He thinks about you
night and day. We all do.

We miss him like crazy.

This situation must be
so confusing for you.

And it must feel like the end
of the world, but it isn't.

You are both as dear to everyone

as you were before all of this,

if not more.

The love will never change.
Ever.

I know you're right, Grandma.

Dad tells us that all the time,
and Pop texts us the same thing.

But?

We were thinking...

-Samantha.
-Tyrell, you know I'm right.

What is it?

You can tell me anything,
and I'll help however I can.

Great. Because...

we were hoping
that you could maybe talk Dad

into letting Pop move back home.

Like, today.

NICOLE:
Oh.

Listen, I am just dying

to find out what's been going on
with Martin.

I mean, after that abbreviated
press conference,

he couldn't get more attention
if he tried.

But then, when they announced

that it was due
to a family emergency,

I knew I had
to check in with you.

Is everything okay?

Oh, you don't have to read
so much into it, Pammy.

You know how politicians have
to talk in public.

You can't just cut out
on an event without a reason.

Yes, I do know
how politicians have to talk.

I also know a Dani Dupree
sidestep when I hear one.

What did I just say...

about not reading too much
into things, huh?

Okay. All right.

I can tell
that you don't care to share,

and that's just fine.

I know you well enough
to not push.

Thank you.

But you know me well enough
to know that

I will be here ready to listen
when and if you are.

Martin and Smitty are going
through a very rough patch.

I do believe
they'll work it out.

They love each other
so very much.

That doesn't go away

just because
your husband's disappointed you,

much as you might
wish it would sometimes.

Dani.

But they got the children
to consider, right, so...

Well, if anybody needs anything,
you just say the word.

Have I told you lately
what a wonderful BFF you are?

[Pamela laughs]

That's only because
you deserve the very best.

[both laugh]

Is this Dupree family check-in
the reason

you needed to see me right away?

No. [laughs]

I have news.

Good news, I hope.

Only you can say.

I wasn't expecting to see you,
Chelsea. How's it going?

I was on my way out,
giving you two some privacy.

Use it wisely.

I hope I didn't interrupt,
but you did call.

That's right, I did.

Half of me was surprised
to hear from you.

The other half was hoping to.

Did either half think

that maybe you should have been
the first to call?

I did, but the way we left it,

I needed time
to figure out what to say.

The last thing I wanted was
to make things worse

by saying something I'd regret.

A lawyer afraid
to use his words?

When there's a chance I can lose
something I care about, yes.

I want to be upfront and
perfectly clear with you, Kat.

I did not sleep with Eva.

Not before you got
to the hotel room and not after.

I want to believe you,

but I also know
what I saw and the vibe I got.

If there was something going on
between you and Eva,

do not insult my intelligence
by denying it.

And please don't try
to get me to confess

to something I didn't do.

Do I like Eva?

Do I think she's a good person

who's stuck
in a crappy situation

between her mother
and a family that she's--

sorry, but it's true--
now a part of?

Yes and yes.

And I know I'm taking my life
in my hands by saying this,

but I don't think Eva's gotten
a fair shake from your family.

Do I really need to remind you
that viper in ugly boots

took up space
in my mother's home,

pretending
to be her loyal assistant,

all the while plotting
to blow up my parents' lives?

Honestly,
Eva being a duplicitous schemer

is not a surprise to me.

But I expected more from you.

So now it's time
for me to be clear.

You just said you like Eva,

without really elaborating
what that means.

I've got my pride.

If that's who you want,

now's the time to say so,
and maybe

I'll consider a friendship
with you.

Maybe.

Eva is a friend, full stop.

That's what you walked in on
at the hotel.

Two friends
supporting each other.

So all you feel for her
is friendship?

Exactly.

And what you feel for me is?

What I feel for you
has never been the question.

Then what's the question?

Your feelings for me, Kat.

Excuse me? You don't understand
myfeelings?

Honestly, no, I don't.

I realize we're not exclusive,

or at least
we've never discussed it,

but that doesn't mean

I've always known
where I stand with you.

Wasn't I the one
who invited you over,

ready to take our relationship
to the next step?

And weren't you the one who got
uncomfortable and walked out?

Which I'm still trying to wrap
my head around, by the way.

That makes two of us.

What does that even mean?

If you don't know why you left,
I can't imagine who else does.

It's like I didn't even matter.

You went to Eva without ever
asking what we were.

It wasn't like that.

We ran into each other
at Orphey Gene's.

And then you ended up
in her hotel room.

I promise you,
what happened wasn't about Eva.

Or at least not
about me and Eva anyway.

In English, please.

Sometimes I wonder if
you and I are together

because you like me,
or because you think Eva does,

and you're trying
to stick it to her.

Have we had this one before?
I don't think

-I remember the vintage.
-Uh, yes, 2015.

But do I need to drink
this whole damn glass of wine

before you explain to me
what this is all about?

Well, it's not as if

we weren't going to drink
the whole bottle anyway.

-[laughing]
-Yes,

but I will enjoy it much more
when I know what's going on.

Now stop drinking your courage
and talk to me.

Okay, here it is.

I've been taking certain calls
and meetings lately.

About our modeling agency?
Without me?

Well, not so much without you,
but about you.

And I was right.

A Dani Dupree runway comeback
is exactly what we need

to get the industry's attention.

I have got two major
fashion houses ready to compete

for an exclusive
spokesmodel contract with you,

and we are talking major bucks.

Well, at least you decided
to include me

in the conversation about me.

Are you interested
in hearing the deets or not?

If you have questions
about my father

and what he may
or may not be involved in,

why aren't you asking him
instead of me?

And what makes you think
I would know about it?

Because you are Bill's favorite,
and he respects you.

So if something's going on,
he'd confide in you.

You really think he would
confide in me over his own wife?

Well, Bill has this tendency to
want to protect me from things,

and right now, I just want
to know what's going on.

What's making you suspicious
about whatever this is?

It couldn't have been something
he said.

Actually, it is.

Nicole stormed in last night

-on a tear, and it...
-Hold up.

Aunt Nicole stormed?

I know, but not the point.

She practically
took his head off,

accusing Bill
or somebody of m*rder.

Or at least
that's what it sounded like.

And he all but marched me
out of the room,

but I could hear them yelling.

Since then, it just feels like
he's been avoiding me

to keep me from having
to ask what this is all about.

So... what's going on, Naomi?

Please, you have to tell me.

Is my husband
in some kind of trouble?

Even if I did know something,
I don't feel like

it's my place
to share it with you.

But don't I have the right
to know?

That is not up to me.
It's your marriage.

And if your husband has
something

he thinks you should know,
he'll tell you.

But if you can't be open
with each other,

that's your problem, not mine.

It's hard to believe
we were ever friends.

Agreed.

I've felt the same way.

My husband may be
a ruthless lawyer

and a hard-nosed businessman,

but he is not a criminal.

I refuse to believe that Bill
may be involved in a m*rder.

Believe what you want, Hayley.

You think you know my father,

but you're barely
scratching the surface.

That man is complicated

and only lets you see
what he wants you to see.

You are right
about one thing, though.

Aside from my mother,

I know him better than anyone.

And you could have
knocked me over with feather

when I found out
he dumped her for you.

That man has layers
buried so deep,

and not all of them are pretty.

What are you saying?

That your father is a m*rder*r?

I'm saying what I've said

from the beginning
of this conversation.

Ask him.

Thank you.

I know you are anxious
for your dad and pop

to work through this
and for them to reconcile.

And we know that you can help
with that. You said you would.

I did, but sometimes help comes
in different forms.

Your parents need to work
through this for themselves.

Involving somebody else
is not gonna make

the two of them
get closer together.

But Dad trusts you,
he respects you.

But he needs to trust your pop.

And right now, that trust is
under a lot of stress.

I know that they told you
what led up to this.

We know Pop saved Granddad
when the racists attacked them.

And they didn't report it
to the police

because they were scared
they wouldn't be believed.

And... they didn't tell us

because they thought
we couldn't handle it.

Right. So you see,

your parents have a lot
to work through.

Yes, but...

But what?

Is that the whole story?

Because when Dad asked Pop
to leave... the house,

Jacob showed up at the house
three different times.

It feels like
they're leaving something out.

And it feels like
you are, too, Grandma.

Now, now, look, I-I know

you have reservations
about returning to the runway.

I just decided to ignore them.

More like started cutting deals
in my name.

No, look, this isn't just about
a comeback for Dani Dupree.

This is about saving
our brand-new agency

by proving
that we can land big deals.

And like it or not,
you are a big deal.

I-I haven't committed
to anything yet,

but look at these numbers.

-Seriously?
-Mm-hmm. No kidding.

You just sign
on the dotted line,

and the Dupree-Curtis
Modeling Agency is back

in the black, baby.

You just have
to pick the number you like!

I don't understand
why these numbers are so high.

False modesty
does not become you.

I-I'm not being humble.

Seriously, believe me, I-I...

I'm being honest.

Pamela, I have a mirror,

and I know that my face
isn't what it used to be

when I was in my prime.

Neither is my body,
for that matter.

All right, listen to me.

You were, are, and will
always be drop-dead gorgeous,

even when you're in your coffin.

[laughs]

But on a more practical note,

these agencies want the woman
that you are now.

These offers are
for clothing lines

that feature sexy, mature women

who are still glam
and utterly gorge.

-It's perfect for you.
-I don't know.

[sighs heavily]

All right. Okay, fine.

It is time for me
to be brutally honest.

You didn't quit modeling
because of your age.

You quit
because you wanted a man

who wanted you off the runway
and on his arm.

You loved him.

I know.

So you chose to put yourself
second to Bill and his career.

Well, it is time, my darling,

for you to put yourself first.

-I hear you.
-Okay, good.

Now I want
to hear you saying "Yes!"

I just don't know.

I figured you might be a
little tentative about the idea.

-Thank you for understanding.
-Mm-hmm.

Which is why
I called for backup.

Backup?

ANDRE:
Yeah.

Somebody mentioned a mini-sh**t.

You really think
I'm that shallow

that I would try to get
with a man

just to keep another woman
from having him?

Look at it
from my point of view.

I would if it made any sense.

More than once,
I've tried to talk to you

about us and our relationship,

only to have you turn
the conversation around

and make it all about Eva,
about Leslie,

about you and your revenge.

That's not the same
as accusing me

of wanting to be with you
just to stick it to Eva.

But if I'm looking at it
from your perspective...

That's all I ask.

Maybe...

I can see how
it could appear that way.

I know I tend to let my anger
get the best of me

when it comes to Eva.

And maybe I use it to...

as an excuse
when it comes to you.

And I guess it keeps me
from saying the right things.

Kat Richardson,
afraid to use her words?

Ha, ha, ha.

Look, I know I can be a handful.

And with the Leslie situation
blowing up,

I've been more distracted
than ever, but...

you make me feel a way
that I've never felt before.

And...

it's intense and wonderful
and exciting

and sometimes
really, really scary.

And maybe sometimes
I don't handle things well,

and I'm letting strong feelings
from one thing run into another.

But... I'm just going to say it.

I'm crazy about you.

But as much as I care,

and as much
as I want this to work,

I cannot be a point

in a triangle with you and Eva.

Kat, you are not a point.

You are at the center
of what I want,

what I've always wanted.

I felt something for you the
moment I saw you across the room

at Bill and Hayley's wedding.

A spark, something real.

And I've been chasing
that feeling, whatever it is,

hoping that one day
you'd see what I saw for us.

Say it once more, then.

Say it so I really hear it.

I have a better idea.

I'll show you.

♪ ♪

Now, babes,
this isn't to pressure you.

This is to remind you
how good you are at this

and how much you love doing it.

I can't believe you want me to
do this right here, right now?

Well, if you can think
of another time and place.

Perhaps yesterday would be good.

But of course,
there's that whole

"time only marches forward"
thing.

So, maestro, do your thing.

Okay, Dani, look,
I'm here for you, okay?

This is all about you.

So do whatever feels good,
whatever comes natural.

All right? I got you.

And you've got this.

[pop music playing]

♪ I'm feeling brand-new...♪

All right, let's do this.

♪ Bossin' through the city
with a brand-new lick♪

♪ A brand-new bag,
a brand-new fit♪

♪ Bossin' through the city
with a brand-new lick♪

♪ A brand-new bag,
I'm brand-new♪

♪ Brand-new♪

♪ Brand-new♪

♪ ♪

♪ Brand-new.♪

Okay. You got it.

All right, uh,
now it's just you and me.

The lights are low.

You only got eyes for me,
all right?

-Let's do it.
-Yeah.

-Hey, babe.
-Hi.

Sorry to keep you waiting,
but I have some news.

-Relax. It's not
about your cousin's case.
-Okay.

I took that phone number
from June's photo

and had one
of the department clerks

run a reverse directory on it.

You got an address?

Yup. So what do you want to do?

Send it to me.
I should go there,

find out who this person is

and what their relationship
to June is.

It's the only way to get
to the bottom of this.

But?

Whoever was on the other end
of that line

clearly does not want
to be disturbed.

And I already know
what you're gonna say.

How many times does a person
have to hang up on me

before I get the message?
I know.

All right, look at it like this.

June doesn't know that you tried

to follow up
on the number, right?

She knows
I was curious about it,

but I didn't want
to say anything

before I had some answers.

All right, well,
then you're off the hook.

She's not expecting something,

so she can't be disappointed
if you don't deliver.

So if you want an out,
you've got it.

But... we both know

the last thing Naomi Hawthorne
ever looks for is an out.

Honey, are you busy?

No, I'm never too busy
for you, baby.

Is that true?

How can you even ask?

Well, you didn't want me
to be a part of your fight

with Nicole last night.

So, I went to Naomi

to see if she could tell me
what's going on.

You went to my daughter?

I know I shouldn't have,
and she beat up on me

to stop being a bystander
to my own marriage

and to ask you
if I wanted to know something.

So...

I want to know something.

Why in God's name
was Nicole so mad at you?

And how does m*rder fit into it?

Because that much I did hear.

"Oh, my God, Bill, m*rder?"

Was she saying that you knew
about a m*rder or...?

Or what?

That I committed one?

Look, I'm just asking.

[sighs]

Nicole is in a very

highly emotional state
right now.

Understandably so,
considering the circumstances.

Now, out of respect for her,

I have to keep
certain details... vague.

Okay?

The m*rder,
rather the unfortunate death,

that she mentioned--

that took place two years ago,
right?

I only got involved
after the fact.

Hmm? Just to do what I could
to help.

It was just a matter
of self-defense, basically.

Involving?

So, you know
about the press conference

that I helped Martin with
that got cut short?

-So Martin is...?
-[stammers]

So, Martin...

Martin felt that he needed
to clarify something

for the public
about the... event.

But during the press conference,
it turned out

that a statement
from Martin wasn't necessary.

It's just as simple as that.

[Bill sighs]

It's not simple at all, is it?

Look, Bill, I'm not accusing you
of lying, but I can tell

what you're telling me
isn't the whole truth.

Okay, baby, look.

This really isn't my story,
okay?

I'm sharing with you what I can.

But I can see that that might
not be enough for you.

No. No, actually,
it's more than enough.

I believe what you're saying,
and I'm done with my questions.

Because... I love you,

and that's what matters, right?

[kissing]

[panting]

I hope you know that wasn't
about sticking it to Eva.

Right now,
Eva's the last thing on my mind.

That's good.

Because if you want me,
you can have me.

All of me.

I've never
wanted any woman more.

Are you sure?

Yeah. Are you?

More than anything.

♪ Sunrise in my eyes♪

♪ Wrapped in shades of gold♪

♪ Filling up my soul♪

♪ Whispers in my mind♪

♪ Ready for what's next♪

♪ I'm so on♪

♪ It's so on♪

♪ Yeah♪

♪ Day started
and my makeup's done♪

♪ Coffee on the pot,
I'm on the run♪

♪ It's so on♪

♪ Yeah, I'm so on♪

♪ It's so on♪

♪ I'm so on, yeah, it's so on.♪

NAOMI: You know,
this address isn't that far.

I could be there within an hour.

All right, cool.
I'll go with you.

Thank you, but I think
I'll have a better chance

of gaining the person's
confidence if I go alone.

Come on, babe.
It's not like I'm showing up

-in full uniform
with the sirens blazing.
-No.

I know, I know,
but I got this, okay?

And I promise,
first sign of danger,

I'll bring you in,
but it'll probably be nothing.

This is for June.

But if I'm honest,

it's for me, too.

I'm dying to know
who these kids are.

Well?

-Damn, woman.
-"Damn, woman," indeed.

Well, I admit it was fun,

but playing around
the living room is not the same

as resuming a whole career.

I still have
to think about this.

All right, you do that.

But look at the pictures first.

That will get you thinking
in the right direction

-so we can get moving. [laughs]
-Mm-hmm.

-Mm-mm-mm-mm.
-I'll show myself out.

-Goodbye, darling.
-[Dani laughs]

-Aw.
-She's right, you know.

You're magic,
and the camera loves you.

[quietly]: Look at this.

You think I should do this?

I think that's your call.

But in the meantime...

these shots have
my camera finger itching.

And, uh, since we're alone,

how about we have a, uh,
intimate session?

Andre Richardson.

Are you suggesting
a nude photo sh**t?

Hey, you put me through my paces
last time, if I remember.

Turnabout's fair play.

When have I ever...

played fair?

I take it that's a "yes."

I thought you'd never ask.

♪ ♪

When Pop got home that night,

he spent a long time
talking to Dad first.

Usually,
they loop us into discussions

that are important to us,
but not this time.

Which makes me think
there's more going on

than they wanted to tell us.

When things are confusing,
the way they are now,

it's so easy to think

that the important things
are being kept from you.

Your parents love you so much.

Everything that they have said
to you is out of that love.

We all want them
to get back together,

for you guys
to be a real family again.

That is our goal,

not any of these other...
distractions.

Listen, you know
that I would never do anything

to hurt you
or put you in danger, right?

If I don't tell you
every single detail

about what I do
on a daily basis,

it's just that
I don't want to worry you

with the petty details.

And I shouldn't have
to say this,

but I don't commit m*rder.

I don't have to.

I can get whatever I want
without lifting a finger.

And the fact is, k*lling is
a fool's pastime, baby.

Yeah, I trust
that I'm much smarter than that.

Oh, I know you are.

And I know
you'll do whatever it takes

to protect me
and our unborn child.

Mm-hmm.

No one's putting anything over
on my husband.

Hmm.

♪ ♪

I am tired of fighting.

She's your sister, baby.
The fight has just begun.

Leslie and Eva are still here,
determined

to ruin our lives
every chance they get.

You're just hanging out
in my parents' foyer?

Don't tell me you're here asking
my dad for my hand in marriage.

Every time I see videos of the
Articulettes in their heyday...

Still blows your mind,
doesn't it?

-[cheering]
-CHELSEA: That's our grandma!