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Previously on "Greenleaf"...

Did you tell Roberto about Isaiah?

- What happened at the studio? - Yeah, it happened.

Why wouldn't you tell him?

He's my boyfriend. I'll see you tomorrow, crazy.

Did the two of you learn anything

from your season with Basie Skanks?

- Jacob's not Basie. - You're delusional.

- No, you delusional. - You mess with

black people's money, they gonna rise up and take it back.

You let us fill that bank account, and you walk.

The land belongs to us. Basie is out of the picture.

Have you heard from Kevin, by any chance?

No, not since he left that letter.

- I want to find Kevin. - Okay.

Is there anything that you can do?

If you ever need a personal reference from me...

- That's what this is. - I'm afraid so.

Did that check for 10k clear yet?

- Just a few minutes ago. - I thank you, Miss Cross.

- You can call me Rochelle. - Of course.

Now if you'll excuse me...

And then he was just gone.

I didn't go over there to kill him.

I can't say it brings me any pleasure

to see Mac's crimes rehashed yet again in the newspaper,

but if Mr. Nash's article answers people's questions,

so be it.

Hey.

- I didn't get in. - To what?

St. Josephine society.

- That's impossible. - How do you know?

They posted the accepted debutantes

on St. Josephine's website.

Let me see that thing.

I'm sorry if I let down the Greenleafs.

Baby, come here. You haven't let anybody down. No.

No, this has got to be a mistake.

I mean, this has got to be a mistake.

Greenleaf girls are always accepted.

It's no big deal.

Bye, honey. Chin up.

That's all because of me.

Now how is that because of you?

Mama, there is an article

on the front page of the Memphis news

about how I killed a Memphis man of the year.

- In... self... defense. - I'm just saying.

They can't want all that bad publicity

to overshadow their cotillion.

Listen. I refuse to indulge this kind of hopeless speculation.

I'm just going to talk to Jacinta about it.

Who?

You know, Jacinta. Jacinta Butler.

Well, she's the president of the society.

This has just got to be a mistake.

- Good morning. - Morning, Daddy.

- I'm ready when you are, Pastor. - All right.

- Hello, dear. - Let's do it.

Well, where are you two off to?

Mama, we are going to Triumph.

What?

Yes, it's Basie's turn to host the monthly meeting

of the Metro Memphis council of churches.

Your daughter felt that I should attend.

And she's not wrong.

If we avoided every place

where enmity and strife once confounded us...

we'd all be stranded where we stand.

Exactly. let's go.

All right.

Oh.

Maricel?

Do you know the glass-doored highboy

in the hallway upstairs?

Yes, ma'am.

In the bottom drawer, there's a wooden box.

Bring it to me.

And carefully, please.

What's in it?

A gun.

♪ Amen ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Uh-huh, hmm ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Well ♪

♪ Oh-ohh, ohh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Amen, amen ♪ ♪ oh ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

how am I supposed to go to school?

All of my friends, they're just gonna...

I can't even.

- I tell you what. - What?

How about, cotillion weekend, you and I go to New York,

just the two of us,

and see "Hamilton"?

You said it was too expensive.

Well, we're not buying that dress.

I know, cold comfort.

We can really go?

Yeah, if you want to.

- Maybe. - Okay.

Can we go to school now?

Yeah. okay.

It's a wonderful piece, Mae. Where did you get it?

Well, it was actually on the property

when James and I bought the place, in a dugout.

Beautiful.

It's a percussion boxlock.

1842, I'd say, although I can't be sure.

What made you think to bring it by?

Oh, no reason especially.

It's in a drawer, and every time I look at it I say,

"oh, get this thing out of here before my new grandson

is old enough to find it."

Mm-hmm. it is still a deadly weapon.

Well, thank you for confirming that.

But really, I just knew that someone like you should have it,

Jacinta, a real collector.

Oh, my. Look at that.

What?

Well... it's the yearbook

from the year that Charity joined the society.

Let me see. Where's my baby?

Ah, there she is.

Wasn't she a beautiful debutante?

There's my Charity.

We were all disappointed that you elected

not to nominate this year.

But I understood. It's been hard.

- Excuse me? - It made perfect sense to me,

after all that you've been through as a family this year,

to not apply.

But I did. I nominated both the girls.

Are you positive?

Jacinta, that is not something that I would get wrong.

Well, I don't remember seeing a nomination

for either Sophia or Zora in the packets we were sent.

Well, who put together the packets?

The board secretary, I assume.

And who might that be?

This year?

Tasha Skanks.

I really wanted Sophia to have that experience.

And she will, and Zora, too. You Mark my words.

Your mother will not let this go

until she finds who is to blame and makes her pay.

You two have a lot more in common than you think.

So try to be nice.

Gigi, I have prayed that your brother find himself,

and I'm happy he has.

I just wish he hadn't found himself in my backyard.

- Hey. - Oh, hey.

How you doing, pop?

- Hey. - Hi there.

- You guys came. - Why wouldn't we?

Well, I don't know. Basie, me.

If we tried to avoid every place on earth

where enmity confounds us, we'd be stranded where we stand.

- Amen? - Amen.

How's it feel being back?

So far, so good. No fist fights.

Yeah, we had a feeling he'd be late.

Yeah, Basie hasn't shown up yet.

- Why am I not surprised? - Daddy...

Where does the time go?

I am so sorry to keep everybody waiting.

I was just in my office with father Alvarado here,

and he put something on my heart that was so heavy.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Well, bring it in. Bring it in.

I heard Walker invited you to speak.

I was nothing but pleased.

Everybody can go ahead and take their seat.

See you later.

Thank you all for coming.

Triumph is so happy to be able to host

this spiritual meeting of minds.

- Amen. - All: Amen.

Let's get this show on the road.

Pastor, the floor is yours.

Thank you, Pastor Skanks.

Fellow members of

the Memphis Metropolitan Council of Churches,

I want to thank you

for the honor of addressing you today

on behalf of the thousands

of homeless men, women, and children

in the Memphis area.

Triumph church and I have recently parted ways,

and my wife, Kerissa, and I have taken up the lord's challenge

to found the Real Church of Memphis,

dedicated to serving the homeless and hopeless,

a church without walls,

designed to express a love without limits,

the love of Jesus Christ.

All: amen.

So the outro would be something like...

♪ I know he loves me ♪

♪ he put himself in my place ♪

♪ I know he loves me ♪

or something like that. What do you think?

That would be for the Clark sisters?

It doesn't sound right for them?

Not to me, but maybe that's just me.

You're the one with all the, you know,

Nashville connections.

No, no. You're right. I just...

I've been writing all week.

Jabari's coming tomorrow and he's looking for a song,

and everything that I've been writing just...

Just lays there.

What would Carlton do?

You did say the choir hasn't been the same since he left.

Touché.

You'll figure it out.

- Praise the Lord. - Hey.

- Charity Greenleaf? - Yeah, it's me.

I thought you'd forgotten all about me.

Yeah, I-I know. It's been a while.

You really think that I would purposefully

deep-six a nomination like that?

- Two nominations. - I'm not that kind of person.

Then how do you account, Ms. Skanks,

for the fact that I e-mailed the nomination forms,

and yet, Jacinta Butler said that my granddaughters' names

weren't even in the package you gave to the committee.

I don't know what to say. I can't account for anything

because I never received any

of these phantom e-mails that you're referring to.

Oh, Ms. Skanks, please. You know, I got to say.

I am really disappointed in you.

First lady, you come to my office

and you step to me like this.

Disappointed in me? What about my granddaughters?

What have they ever done to deserve this?

I don't have anything against Zora or the other one.

That's a fact.

But your husband does, and don't deny it.

He has it out for me, my family,

my son, my husband.

- It's not like... - He said so,

so it's no use in you lying about it.

Okay, look.

I'm not going to deny that Basie has his bones to pick.

But, first lady, they're good bones.

They're well-earned.

Are you just gonna stand here and just lie in my face?

Don't you have any self-respect?

Yeah, I do.

Get out.

- Wait. - What now?

Is that a Michelene Castel?

- It is. What about it? - Where did you get it?

Devlin Mason gallery.

I saw the article on you in "Southern Decor,"

and I thought it was beautiful.

I thought that every well-respected woman

should have something like that in their home,

and I wanted that for myself.

I'm going to find those e-mails.

- Good luck. - And when I do,

you're going to find yourself pinned like a butterfly

to a display case of justice

where no lie or dissimulation avails.

Man: so when they finally found the boy,

he was in a garage, engine running, nearly dead.

All this, all this because he thought

that God couldn't love him if he was gay.

If I may, how's the boy doing?

Well, he's brain damaged from the asphyxiation,

and the doctors are not sure

how much of his capacity he'll ever regain,

so prayers are welcome.

Father.

Brothers and sisters, we gotta do something about this.

Now I'm not just speaking officially now.

I'm speaking as a human being.

We got to do something.

I look around this room,

and I know we all come from a different place

when we talk about this issue here,

but we all serve the same God.

- Amen? - Amen.

Basie: and that God is a God of love. Let me tell you.

Just to think of a 16-year-old soul

doing harm to himself like this,

hearing Satan's voice in his head,

and he thinks it's Jesus talking.

Oh, how the very walls of God's heavenly city

must shake with rage,

blessed rage, at the misperception.

We gotta get out ahead of this thing.

We gotta take a stand.

All: amen.

What do you make of all that, huh?

- Sad story. - Jacob, that's it?

Well, I'm definitely going to put that boy up

in prayer this evening, but yes.

What about you, Daddy?

Well, my heart definitely goes out to that boy and his family,

but I'm not sure it serves the church

to sound off too loudly

about anything other than the cross.

Some folk thrive on controversy, though.

It seems to suit their purposes.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Pastor Greenleaf.

Thank you for what you said up there.

Mm, thank you for asking after that poor child's welfare.

The silence in this room was shameful.

Mm-hmm.

But I didn't, you know, want to lead the witness.

People gonna be who they are.

Bishop.

If you'll excuse me,

I'm going to go talk to father Alvarado

to see if there's anything that we can do for that boy.

I'll meet you in the car.

There's got to be something more we can do.

Carlton. hello.

Hello.

Um, what did you want to say?

I'm, uh...

- Glad you called. - You didn't sound too glad.

Oh, there's a reason for that,

but I am glad that you called.

It was nice just now,

seeing Wanda out in the hallway and Darlene and Thomas.

Reggie's working out of the house,

so any excuse to get out into the world is a good thing.

But I thought you were at Gethsemane?

Not full-time.

I teach some private lessons on the side, but...

I-I-I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Which brings me to my point.

It really hurt my feelings

the way you handled things with me leaving.

Carlton, I-I'm sorry. I got busy.

Oh, so you're too busy for me

until you need something from me. Got it.

- No! that's not it. - Well, that's how it seems.

But it's not. I really got busy.

With what?

I got divorced.

So you two finally ended things.

Yeah.

- I'm sorry to hear that. - Thanks.

But that is when you should lean on your friends,

not cut them out.

Carlton, but there was so much that I...

I couldn't talk about, especially with you.

Especially with me?

Yeah.

Well, what kind of stuff? What can't anybody say to me?

You were great today, Pastor. You really were.

- Appreciate that. - I'm proud of you.

Thank you.

All right, pop. I'll see you.

Jacob, what you said in there about homeless and helpless,

that was good.

Thanks, pop.

You're calling it the Real Church.

Yes, sir. The Real Church of Memphis, yeah.

Strong name.

- Got it from Jesus himself. - I believe it.

Why don't you and Kerissa come by for dinner tonight,

if you're not busy?

- I'll check and see. - If it works.

I would have sent it back in December,

when the nominations were due.

Now does it go back that far?

It does, but you have files open here from

"a day with Lady Mae" 2 years back.

Let me close some of these windows that you don't need.

I don't want to lose anything.

There. St. Josephine's.

Print me two copies.

- Right away. - Mm!

Oh.

Thank you, Jesus.

Oh, Rochelle.

Oh, this is delicious.

I knew you were a pineapple upside-down cake type of guy.

- I just knew it. - Guilty as charged,

and this here ranks as one of the best.

- Ah. - Mmm, mmm, mmm!

It's the young pineapple. That's the key.

The old ones get all watery and sour.

- James, you will not believe... - Mae.

Mae, this here is Rochelle, the friend of the church

I was telling you about.

Oh, welcome to Calvary.

Rochelle, this is Lady Mae,

first lady of my church and first lady of my life.

It's so good to meet you.

- And you. - Wait. Mae, taste this.

Ooh, this'll make you wanna smack your mama!

I'm sure it's wonderful cake, bishop.

Rochelle made it.

She did?

- You did? - I just wanted to thank bishop

for taking me to lunch last week.

Well, how delightfully old-fashioned.

Were you not able to get to the bottom

of that mix-up with Jacinta?

Jacinta Butler? She's a friend of mine,

and if I can do anything to help...

Well, I don't...

I think you've done quite enough.

Enjoy your cake, Bishop.

- Did I do something wrong? - No, no, no. You were perfect.

Oh.

This is pastor Skanks.

Pastor Skanks, this is Grace Greenleaf.

Is this a good time?

It is now.

No. I had no plan to speak on anything like that today.

Tell you the truth, my mind was mostly

on how I was going to quit myself with your brother Jacob.

That was my burden coming in this morning.

- You two seemed okay. - Well, the Lord made a way.

But no, all that happened was my brother in Christ, Miguel,

had just come from county hospital

with that tale of woe, and that was it.

I know you know how it is. The lord moves when he moves.

We just do our best to follow at speed.

Amen. So what are you gonna do?

- About what? - About taking a stand.

I don't know. What does God want to do?

I thought maybe you were coming over here to tell me.

No, I just...

Hmm.

You're not what I thought.

You're more than I thought.

Well, maybe I'm better at pretending

I'm not what I am than you ever seen a man be,

and you just want to know.

Maybe something like that.

I'm-a tell you, Pastor.

I'm-a tell you the truth because what I don't do is lie.

Okay.

I'm a little fellow, always have been.

My friends growing up called me "little man"

because I was small.

But I had a big mouth.

Mm, now that sounds true.

I could do the dozen like nobody,

signify with the best of them,

but I learned early on,

if I was going to survive in this world,

I had to make big friends.

With this big mouth of mine, the older I got,

the smarter I got, or maybe the more foolish,

depending upon how you look at it.

This mouth just got bigger and bigger to the point

where it didn't matter who my friends were.

They weren't big enough to protect me

from my big, troublesome mouth.

So I finally made the biggest friend I could find.

Creator of heaven and earth.

- Hmm. - Wonderful counsel,

Jehovah jah, bringer of light, prince of peace,

the divine, almighty God,

and I just speak what he gives me to say.

He smites mine enemies before me with his terrible sword.

That's me.

What about you?

Hey. Why you so depressed?

Because all of my aunts went to the St. Josephine cotillion.

I even got a dress for it. It's in my shopping cart.

- Hey. - Yes?

No fly girl of mine will be walking around

in a poofy dress at a cotillion.

You're too sexy for that.

It's not poofy, and it's not just a ball.

It's... it's a network. It's cool.

All right. I guess it's cool, if you're into it.

Whatever.

We got real things to do...

Don't we?

And you know it was poofy.

It was a little poofy.

Yeah, it was, totally.

So now I'm just waiting to see what's next.

And when you said that today about tackling homophobia...

And you thought that might be it?

Definitely crossed my mind.

- You're like me. - How so?

When you figure out what we should do, let me know.

I got a feeling you're the one with the vision.

- Maybe. - Hmm.

Pastor...

Thank you very much for your time.

Thanks for yours.

We should, uh, check the time.

You might have to jump out the window.

I checked. We're good.

So long

What's the matter?

We talked about it.

I know we talked about it.

So let's do it.

Right now? Right now?

Yeah. what?

You don't want to do it anymore?

No, I want to. I'm just...

just kind of scared.

Hey.

Don't I always take care of you?

♪ Ooh we can make it ♪

♪ oh ♪

- Mm. - Sorry.

Do you have...

Yes, yes.

Got everything we need.

Let me take care of you.

♪ They gon' find you ♪

Okay.

♪ Ooh, now stay woke ♪

♪ ...creepin' ♪

and now I don't even know where he is.

I had him on my find friends app,

but he must have deleted it, so...

He's just gone.

I am so sorry.

I wish I would have known.

- You know the worst part? - What's that?

We were too busy dealing with the fact

that Kevin was gay and divorcing...

Yeah.

That we never even had a chance to grieve.

Your little girl.

She just vanished away inside of me,

and nobody ever said anything, like...

Like it'd be rude or something.

But I think about her every day.

Eden Brooke.

- You remember her name? - Of course I remember her name.

I haven't heard anyone say her name since she went away.

I feel like she's just out there,

like a kite, just on a string,

alone in the stars...

and I'm the only one holding on.

And if I let go, she'll just fly away.

You can let go, Charity.

I'll hold it for a while, and I never let go.

Oh.

I got you.

I just... I don't know how this happened.

The date is right at the top of the e-mail, plain as day.

- I sent it. - Well, and maybe you did.

- I never got it. - Well, you've got it now.

So you can either do the right thing

or I'll call Dr. Butler. Either way...

Oh. oh. Whoa, whoa. Wait. Wait a hot minute now.

- What, more lies? - No.

You sent it to the wrong e-mail address.

What? you don't have anything sharp to say?

Take a look.

It's supposed to be .org, not .com.

Oh.

But I sent it ahead of the deadline.

Yeah. well, you sent it to somebody, not me.

I'll just call Jacinta.

You know Dr. Butler is a lot more peeved at you right now

than I am, right?

I told her what you did, coming in here,

posing all over my shag rug like some entitled white woman.

And she apologized to me.

Now I may not be on the pages of "Southern Decor" yet,

but I will be.

And as for you, Mrs. Greenleaf,

you will never be featured on there again.

Yes. print these out for the Deacons.

If Jacob's gonna be across the street

every Sunday sounding off,

I want them to know that we're doing what we can, too.

- Yes, Bishop. - Who knows?

Might be better for everyone in the long run.

How did it go with Ms. Tasha?

- Don't ask. - Love of my life.

James, would you please invite Miss Cross to dinner tonight?

Why?

I need her help.

I'll get right on it.

I just feel terrible about the way

I behaved today at the church.

Oh, first lady, we all have days.

Besides, all I do most nights is sit at home and work.

It's nice to be able to have the chance to get out

and to such an impressive home.

Do you... do you all live here?

No.

We're over in W.C. Handy Park.

Ah, yes, that's an up-and-coming area.

Yeah, we love it.

I don't recall if Bishop told me,

but what was your last church home?

Greater redeemer.

Oh. Reverend Kensington's church.

- Yes. he's wonderful. - Yes, he's... he's very solid.

- Hmm. - So what made you leave?

I don't know if it's appropriate.

If you heard some of the things said at this dinner table...

Well, if you're willing to share...

Well, I, um...

I had breast cancer.

- Oh. - I'm so sorry to hear that.

- Oh, dear. - I-I'm in remission now.

Women: thank God.

But they didn't think I was going to pull through,

and I didn't feel like

Reverend Kensington was there for me.

I mean, he hardly called.

He didn't visit me in the hospital.

Well, one thing that we pride ourselves on at Calvary

is our ministry to the sick and shut in.

Yeah. I mean, there are nurses who see Bishop more than I do.

I can imagine.

That's why it's so nice to be here at Calvary.

I-I really feel supported.

Oh, baby.

Mommy loves you so much.

So don't ever think just because I cry sometimes,

about your sister, that you're not enough.

You are a whole life's worth of dreams for anybody, baby.

But we would have had a lot of fun with her, wouldn't we?

I would've held her so tight.

And you, you would have been her best friend,

her best, best friend.

Right?

Okay. uh, girl, I got to tell you something.

- Okay. tell me. - Okay...

But you can't judge me.

- Yeah. why would I judge? - Just... just promise.

I promise. What is it?

So, um, Isaiah came over.

- What, Isaiah? - You said you wouldn't judge.

- Are you guys back together now? - Slow your roll.

You know, Z, what is the matter with you?

Okay. Stop acting like my mom.

Just because grandpa threw you in a tub of water

doesn't mean you know what's best for everyone.

Comprende?

Comprende. I'm sorry.

Apology accepted.

So what happened?

We did it.

Did what?

It. We did it.

- You had sex?! - Shh!

How was it?

Um... weird.

Uh, good, I think.

It was just, uh, different.

Rochelle: but every church I tried,

and I'm not judging, I mean, believe you me,

I could never get up in front of people the way these pastors do,

but none of these pastors really move me, I guess.

Bishop is definitely one of a kind.

The only one that came close was Pastor Skanks over at triumph.

But you know, something about him strikes me as off.

- I couldn't agree more. - Well, what makes you say that?

I'm just curious.

We were over at Triumph today for a meeting...

Hmm.

And I think my daughter here fell under an enchantment.

- What kind of enchantment? - Nothing. It wasn't...

Mm.

Pastor Skanks just spoke very compellingly,

I thought, about the need for the church

to take a firm stand against homophobia.

So that's the donkey he's going to ride into Jerusalem now?

- Bingo. - What did he say?

- Just, uh, love. - Exactly.

He's such a shameless hypocrite.

You don't know the half of it.

Kerissa...

Well, what I meant was that Jesus did preach love,

but he also preached sin.

- Amen. - Basie's just grandstanding.

Daddy, I'm not sure it's grandstanding.

So what is it?

Why does anyone need to have a conversation

about these things?

Calvary does not discriminate against homosexuals.

What?

No one asked Kevin to leave. He left of his own free will.

- Who's Kevin? - Our ex-son-in-law.

And if he felt judged,

that was from the well of his soul and a natural source.

You know, I don't think we need

to be talking about any of this in front of company.

Oh, no, I'm fine. I miss family.

All he wants to do is take a stand

and say out loud that God loves everybody, straight or gay.

Yes, yes, yes, but God does not love sin.

And to leave that out, that's irresponsible.

Amen.

And what if it wasn't Basie, huh?

What if Jacob had said that today?

- Would you hear it then? - Oh, Gigi,

considering the toll your righteous passion for justice

has taken on this family, even today...

- Kerissa, not right now. - What happened today?

Zora, Sophia.

The cotillion.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, please don't apologize.

No. I need to. Jacob's right.

This isn't the right time to be arguing.

- Mama, I'm sorry. - That's all right, baby.

- Daddy. - Mm-hmm.

The soulster. You still up?

Yeah. Zora just went home.

Sam has been asking about her.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

That's cool. Her loss.

Can I ask you something personal?

I've been hoping you would.

Have you ever, like...

Done it?

Done it?

You mean like sex?

Yeah.

Nah. have you?

No.

- Why you asking? - Just wondering.

Rochelle.

- Ah. - Grace has always been...

Well, how would you put it, Mae?

Mm, constructively contentious.

Well, I've heard the same said of me.

Oh, I find that hard to believe.

No, no.

Might, um, Rochelle and I have...

Oh, of course. I'll get your coat.

- Oh, thank you. - Uh-huh.

Rochelle, I cannot stress enough how sorry I am

for how I behaved earlier today.

It was not about you.

First lady, I wasn't offended in the least.

I was more concerned.

Oh, you're so kind.

But you did say something earlier today...

before I put my foot in it,

that I did want to follow up on.

After that dinner?

Now you mentioned Jacinta Butler.

Yes. she is one of the few clients

that I have that I actually consider a friend.

She, far more than Reverend Kensington,

was the one that helped me

through some of my hardest days in chemo.

Oh, she is an undeniable Saint.

What can I do? How can I help?

Well, it seems that I made,

during one of the most difficult chapters of my own travails,

what my mother would call...

An overlook-tion.

- Morning. - Good morning, mama.

- Thanks. - Morning, ma'am.

It's not your fault, dear.

What?

This mess with the cotillion.

You can't know that committee didn't look at the paper

before they voted, mom. You can't know that.

I sent the nomination to the wrong e-mail.

- They never got it. - How do you know?

Someone told me, and it's true.

I'm the guilty party.

It's not... you.

For once.

And it turns out that Rochelle

has this back-channel pull with Jacinta.

Let's just see if she is as influential

as she says she is.

We got it. We got in!

- To the... - Yeah.

Zora and I both just got e-mails saying

that there was some mix-up.

That's great! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!

Mm! you see?

What happened?

Well, your grandmother made some calls.

Thank you so much, grandma.

Oh, you are very welcomed and you are very deserving.

You see, I told you it was a mistake,

both of you, but nobody ever listens.

Hmm. Bring it in. Come on.

- Mwah! - Congratulations.

Thanks.

- Wow. - Oh.

All right. Well, I'm gonna go get ready for work.

Mama, thank you for telling me.

And thank you for not judging me.

And I'm glad that this Rochelle could help us,

- but, mama... - I know, honey.

We'll fight that fight when it comes.

Mm-hmm.

Maricel?

Yes, ma'am?

Please take that down and store it.

Yes, ma'am.

In fact, send every painting by that artist

to the gallery.

Yes, ma'am.

It's time for a change.

♪ You helped me face it all again ♪

♪ and you never, ever walked away ♪

♪ never had a bad thing to say ♪

♪ never, never, ever let me go ♪

♪ now I know ♪

♪ oh, so good to know ♪

♪ this hurt I could hardly share ♪

♪ our burdens you now bear ♪

♪ always by my side ♪

♪ through the wrong ♪

♪ through the right ♪

♪ oh ♪

♪ Oh, so good to know ♪

♪ ooh ♪

♪ Lord ♪

♪ oh, so good to know ♪

what do you think?

I think that's a hit.

by LiviuBoss * Rambo Media Ltd *