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Vernon, there's something I have to tell you.

Something I should have told you a long time ago.

[pop music playing]

Whoa.

That...

was different.

Good different?

Magnificent.

[both laugh]

Maybe we should do this more often.

We just did.

No, I'm-I'm saying that...

that argument,

it took us someplace we'd never been before.

It left us open to...

this awesomeness.

All the world should solve their problems like that.

I think we just discovered the key to world peace.

Nah, we just discovered something.

That you are the most perfect human specimen

that I am lucky enough to call my Mr. Right Now.

I thought we decided that

we were gonna be real with each other.

Especially after the way we just connected.

I'm thinking... I might be more than that.

My father needs a doctor.

Uh, Mr. Hamilton, let's sit you down.

Naomi, what's the problem?

Nothing's the problem. I don't-

I'm fine. I don't need you to-

Okay, as a lawyer, you know the hospital has

a responsibility to keep you safe.

Sit, and I'll get a doctor to check you out.

-Look, I- -Baby, sit.

Take your suit jacket off, please.

I'll need to check your vitals.

Uh, Dr. McBride, we can use your help over here.

Bill?

What's going on?

He was talking, started stuttering,

then he couldn't find his words.

Can you believe that one, Doug?

The irony.

Let's call in a neuro.

Wait, wait. Neurology?

Wait, hold on a minute, babe.

No.

Any other symptoms?

Um, he's been having some numbness in his right hand.

-DOUG: For how long? -Rarely.

Doug. Man, please, will you tell my wife

and daughter that they're making something out of nothing?

I'll be right back to take a medical history.

Name?

Bill Hamilton.

-Shanice? -DOUG: Where are you?

-Did my dad have a stroke? -BILL: Garland Memorial.

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? It's time to dance?

-? It's time to dance? -? All right, all right?

? Baby, it's time to dance?

? Baby, it's time to dance?

? Baby, it's time to dance...?

[phone buzzing]

? Wash away our sins?

? I'm all caught up...?

Leslie cornered me at Orphey Gene's.

And now she's threatening to sue me for defamation.

We need to lock that murderous bitch up

before she realizes she's out of legal options.

I'm glad you came to me about Leslie crossing

yet another boundary, but she's not the only one.

Are you- You talking about me?

Kat, there is no "we."

I decide when, where, and how Leslie gets brought in.

You should be investigating stores to market your new bags.

And I'd be cool falling back

if I knew you had a plan to shut her down.

So what's the move, Jacob?

I don't report to you.

Sorry.

It's just that...

Leslie's been really present lately,

and it's kind of freaking me out.

Just know I'm doing my job.

And I'm closing the walls in on Leslie Thomas,

whether she knows it or not.

Oh, heck no.

I know exactly who you are.

[French accent]: Are you confusing me with someone else?

You're Leslie, aka Anna, aka Sherry,

aka the witch that broke up the Richardsons.

You were mixing me up with someone else, I'm sorry.

You dressed up as one of my nurses and tried

to kill one of my patients.

No one dishonors the uniform.

Out. I'm calling security.

Uh, this is a public place, no?

[stammers] If your claims were true,

then I'd be in jail instead of free

to get my steps in wherever I please.

You take a step towards any one of those rooms,

and I will stop you myself.

[normal accent]: I'd actually love to talk to you.

Shanice, right?

You're the one that's running

this whole show around here, yeah?

And I could really use your help.

I'm here to prove my innocence.

I was gonna take this to my grave, but...

...no matter how deeply I buried it,

I just couldn't let it lie.

Maybe that's why I wanted to bring

the Articulettes back together.

[sighs] I know this hasn't gone as...

as well as we had hoped for the three of you.

There were four of us.

I don't understand.

There was a fourth Articulette.

Her name was...

Barbara.

She started the group.

She gave us our name.

She gave us...

Take your time, sweetheart.

Barbara.

She grew up with us.

In the old neighborhood.

Had a beautiful voice.

And this fire.

She brought us together.

She kept us together.

Sisters forever.

And then we met Dante.

Your manager.

Dante wanted us to do our best imitation

of girls who didn't come from the houses.

Girls next door.

We were all diamonds in the rough,

but Dante felt that Barbara was

even rougher than the rest of us.

And he felt he couldn't polish her up,

make her over.

I never liked that man.

So Barbara walked away?

We listened to him.

We were so ambitious.

No.

I...

I was so ambitious.

And Tracy and Sharon, well, they would follow me anywhere.

I thought Dante was our only way to stardom.

So I didn't back Barbara up.

And I let Dante push her out of the group she started.

And I have spent decades

trying to distance myself from that girl

who would do that.

What I did to Barbara?

Turning my back on her?

That's who I am.

Oh, baby.

You were so young.

And Dante Green could have sold snake oil to a snake.

I was old enough to know better.

I chose fame over family,

because that's who Barbara was,

and I left her behind without a second thought.

That's why this reunion was so fraught for you.

There's no way to bring all the girls

back together because Barbara's gone.

She passed.

I-I'm so sorry.

I killed her, Vernon.

Just as surely as if I had pulled that trigger myself.

SHARON: I've been thinking.

If Anita can use us for backup

and then throw us away...

...why can't we do the same?

I'm all for resurrecting my career

on Anita Williams's back.

So you give me some admittedly mind-blowing sex,

and now you're demanding a new title?

Okay, okay.

What do you want to be called, the-the CEO?

The Chief Executive of Orgasms?

Well, all I know is that when things fall apart for you,

you look to me

-to pick up the pieces. -Wait.

-That is not only- -One-sided.

No, it's not.

I was feeling down earlier when I texted you,

but you lifted me right up.

Indeed I did.

Dani, why can't you admit that above and beyond being

excellent co-CEOs,

that we're each other's ports in a storm?

Why can't you just fess up that we've moved

from being casual to something real?

So in this situationship,

you want to declare to the world that we have moved

from cocktail to business attire?

You are set on making this a joke.

I am recovering.

And my brain can't handle anything that deep.

Besides, since we both work in fashion,

it's shared terminology.

Okay, I can roll with that.

-Okay. -So...

-business suits? -Mm-hmm.

You're saying that I'm right and that we have moved on

and we're more than mingling?

[groans]

Or are you just trying to shut me up?

-I know how to shut you up. -[phone ringing]

Ooh, daughter interruption.

Hold that thought.

Naomi.

What do you mean?

What's happened to your dad?

Look, I have work to do.

I need to get unhooked from this thing and get back to my office.

Not until neurology weighs in.

Do we know what's wrong with my dad?

Not a damn thing.

Well, from your symptoms, something is wrong, Bill.

Somebody mentioned something about a possible TIA?

Transient ischemic attack.

What exactly is that?

Well, isn't that something like a stroke?

I-I did not have a stroke.

A TIA is a disruption of the blood that flows to the brain.

More like a mini-stroke.

I'm glad we got you here so fast.

You did the right thing.

Mini-strokes can be a little bit scary,

but symptoms usually abate within 24 hours.

[stammers] See? See? No biggie.

More like a medium biggie.

A TIA can be a warning for an actual stroke.

I expect them to keep you here overnight

for observation and testing.

No way. No, no.

And what do you know about it?

You're a heart guy.

I did book you a consult with a neurologist

to see if she can pinpoint the cause

of the numbness in your hand

and your trouble you had speaking.

And see what the next steps forward are.

I am perfectly healthy.

You know, people die in these hospitals.

I don't plan on being one of them.

I keep kicking myself for putting on that jacket.

What if I messed up our only opportunity

to nail Leslie and Eva with DNA evidence?

I've got it handled.

Tell me. You know I'm always here for good news.

I had an analyst from DC Metro compare the jacket

you gave me to the video of Laura's hit and run.

There's still no proof that the jacket

actually belongs to Leslie.

Oh, my God.

Do they need her to ride around in here

on a motorcycle waving a potassium syringe

for the D.A. to believe us?

[phone ringing]

Detective Hawthorne.

All right, thanks.

Boom.

I got exactly what I wanted.

I don't have time for this chaos.

Go bother security on the first floor.

And do not mention my name.

This could just as easily be you.

[scoffs] In what universe?

Well, the one that is run by the Duprees

and owned by the Duprees.

I mean, they decide who's naughty and nice.

Kat Richardson.

They've been picking on me because

I upended their perfect little world.

[scoffs] No, sweetheart.

Kat is on your tail because you tried to kill Laura twice.

I would never be in that position.

Well, did you see what they did to Dani?

They washed all of her sins away.

I need the connection to divine Wi-Fi

because the signal is weak.

Listen, all I'm saying

is that I would love to watch the footage with you.

I am working with the sick and dying.

I don't have time for your-

We working girls have to stick together, okay?

Listen, I tell you what.

Just give me the number to security, honey.

-I will dial them myself. -Ah, ah!

Do not touch hospital property.

[stammers] Ooh!

Can't you see I'm desperate?

Please, Shanice.

Just- I mean, what would you do

if you were in my position?

Do you not see that we don't have anything in common?

And there is no footage to see here.

So if I were you, I would skip right on past security

and head to the police.

They may not have nailed you yet,

but I could spot a lace-front wig a mile away.

And it was you on that security footage Andre found.

Andre? As in Andre Richardson?

[upbeat pop song playing]

We are both too gorgeous to be drinking alone.

Did you just say that out loud?

I have a habit of telling the truth.

Well, thanks.

I think.

I'm not used to honesty.

No?

Well, here's some more.

You were checking me out.

I was checking you out.

I figure I save us and the bartender

a few steps and come over.

I, um, just have a habit

of staring off into space.

Hmm.

Then why don't you share some of those deep thoughts

and throw in your name, too?

Or I could just call you "Gorgeous."

Refusing care is riskier than hanging out here for one night.

Baby, listen to Naomi and the doctor.

BILL: Okay? See?

See, now I know I'm in the Upside Down.

My wife just told me to listen to you.

We're both right.

Look, if I stay here,

all they're gonna do is watch me.

Hayley, you can do that, can't she?

Actually, one third of TIA patients

usually choose to go home.

See? Great. Now, unhook me from this thing.

-Babe, get my clothes. -What happens to them?

The ones who refuse medical advice?

Most experience no adverse effects.

Most, but not all.

Dad, this is not the lottery.

You can't legally keep me here.

Well, that wouldn't stop me if I had a reason to.

But I don't.

If you guys are determined,

I'm gonna need you to do three things.

Name 'em.

I'm gonna need you to get some rest.

Take an aspirin daily as a precaution.

I'm gonna need you two to monitor him,

just like we do in here.

And, Bill,

I'm gonna need you to be honest.

If anything changes,

I need you to immediately

contact the nurses here.

Oh, he can't lie to me.

He can try with me, but I won't believe him.

It's a small price to pay to get out of this death trap.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll send in a nurse with the paperwork.

Okay.

-Doug. -Hey.

Thank you so much for being here.

Of course, of course.

Dani, we are not in the mood for one of your tirades.

Neither am I.

I need to know you're all right, Bill.

You think you know me,

but you didn't realize you married a woman

who was capable of-

I ravaged a lifelong friend

and never looked back.

My stone-cold ambition crushed Barbara

to the point where she killed herself.

I did discover something about you today.

You've been endowed with godlike powers.

You know what I'm saying.

And now you know what I did.

You were self-serving.

Short-sighted, like most of us in our younger days.

-No, you make it sound like- -Normal?

Huh? Forgivable? Yes.

Regrettable.

But you didn't do this to Barbara.

Only God knew what was going on in her head.

Her depression, her loneliness,

her inability to see

a way past her deep sadness.

That's what took her away from this world.

No, you make it sound like it just happened to her.

No, Vernon, I happened to her.

And it's right here in black and white.

I could have said no to Dante.

The four of us could have knocked on other doors together.

But I didn't have enough faith

that there would be another door.

Opportunities were few and far between back then,

even for talent like yours.

So it was worth it to throw my sister under the bus?

You didn't take that decision on your own.

Vernon, stop making excuses for me.

See, this is the real reason

why I didn't tell you.

Because you always know how to make me feel better,

no matter how bad things are.

No matter how horrible I am.

And I don't deserve that.

I deserve this.

And believing that does what?

Hmm? Changes what?

Tell me, hmm?

Does making yourself hurt now

make up for what you did back then?

Does it bring Barbara back?

Nothing can do that.

Then stop wishing away your life,

and minimizing Barbara's

by indulging

in this useless self-blame.

But I need-

You need...

forgiveness.

You need to honor her.

You need to forgive yourself.

And you need to stop this.

For years,

I dreamed of attempting a comeback.

But realistically, there aren't a lot

of second acts for divas of a certain age.

I would need

a miracle hook.

So you're in?

Whether it's one night or the whole tour.

Anita will be the draw.

But once we're up on that stage,

we'll steal that spotlight right out from under her.

And people will remember they loved my voice.

They loved me, too.

And the second they do, I'm gone.

Flying solo again.

But we can't let Anita run the show.

We've got to insist on lead vocals.

We'll split the songs three ways,

like it always should have been.

Should have been four ways.

Are you really not gonna tell Anita

that your reasons are purely selfish?

You say that like Anita needs to be protected.

After what she did?

Abandoning us so she could become a superstar.

She, of all people, should understand

selfish is the only way to win.

Sorry to disappoint, Dani.

The rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated.

What, did you come to see if I faked having a stroke?

-Stroke? -A mini-stroke.

The doctors are sending him home with instructions to rest.

I can call the doctor back in to testify for you.

Like you'd fake this.

You are terrified of this place.

[stammers] No, I wouldn't say all that.

No, you'd say, "You can check in, but you can't check out."

When I went into labor with this one, I think you were

more scared than I was.

I know how debilitating this is for you.

I'm sure it's all you can do not to climb

out of this bed right now.

Yeah, well, it sounds worse than it feels.

Otherwise, they treat it with more than just aspirin.

That doesn't mean that it didn't scare

the pontificating arrogance right out of you.

Big bad Bill can't stand to be out of control

for even more than a minute.

Now, wait, that's not it at all.

Well, for all the space that you take up out there,

you are just a man in here.

And you can either bark at the world

and all the nurses and the doctors,

or you can tap into that Bill that you usually use

to bend everyone else to your will

and take care of yourself.

Drop the pride.

Do whatever those doctors say

so that you can get back into fighting shape.

I know you can do this.

Because I know you.

Yes, you do.

And don't you dare insult me by saying

that I wished this on you.

What would ever give you that impression?

If I wanted you dead, you would be.

[Bill laughing]

-I'm Madison. -Chelsea.

What were you thinking about if it wasn't me?

Vacillating between saving the world

and did I turn off my curling iron this morning?

Come to any conclusions?

I was interrupted by someone with what on her mind?

Well, you, obviously.

And I'm starting my own fashion label,

so that's always occupying mental real estate.

But I love it.

What do you do?

It's my day off.

I like to separate work from everything else.

You're a first.

I don't think I've met anyone in this town

not willing to flex or complain about their job.

You want to take a guess?

Sure.

We live in D.C.,

home to both the CIA and the FBI.

Maybe you're mysterious for a living.

Am I flirting with Jane Bond right now?

If I was a spy, wouldn't I lie about it?

-Good point. -[both laugh]

Well, if you are going to be a woman of mystery,

I'll be all facts, no filter.

Ask me whatever you like.

I thought you left.

After you saying "boom" and being all happy?

Of course I'm still here.

What's the good news?

Judge Faraday's granting the search warrant

for Leslie's apartment.

The standard for warrants are lower than for arrests.

You wouldn't have gotten that warrant win without me.

I'm just saying someone owes someone an apology.

How about you just settle for a begrudging thank you?

Close enough.

So, um, what do you think you'll find at the apartment?

Well, some perps hang on to things to remember the crime by.

The syringe, the helmet.

Leslie's proud of what she did.

Maybe she can't quite let go.

If you find a direct link like that...

Then I'm one step closer.

Fantastic.

You're Andre, right?

I'm gonna stop you right there.

You don't want to talk to me.

Your reputation precedes you.

So does yours. [meows, chuckles]

World-class playboy photographer

who was slumming it,

capturing every moment at the anniversary party.

Ah, so that's your play here, hmm?

You want to see the footage?

Well, that's tough, because it'll never hit your timeline.

Well, it's nice to know that

my work is appreciated.

Look, I don't remember saying all that.

-Hmm. -Excuse me.

I, uh...

..am very interested in another one of your videos.

I'm not a streaming service, Leslie.

So you made this, uh, nurse documentary, right?

And you were working with some footage

-from a-a security camera. -Yeah.

-Mm-hmm. -So you want to see your cameo?

Well, innocent people have the right to...

see the evidence that's against them,

so that they can refute it.

I want to see it now.

Bill needs to get dressed, so I can take him home.

When you were role-playing as nurse,

did you actually learn how to take out an IV?

There. A nurse is on her way.

NAOMI: Okay, Dad, promise me you'll actually

follow the doctor's orders.

Mm, there goes my plan to conquer Everest this afternoon.

I'll be texting religiously.

I'll be fine, baby.

Dani?

Yeah, Bill?

Thank you for coming.

[laughing]: So, I swear.

I'm feeling this.

What have you got next?

Mm.

What's the meaning of life?

-Seriously? -Mm-hmm.

I don't think I know yet.

But whatever it is, I'm game.

I just realized

that is the meaning of life for me.

I'm game for anything.

I want to experience

people and places and things,

and I want them to be interesting.

I want to be surprised and-and fed.

And I want to know that I ate.

You know?

Respect.

So which experience fed you the most?

Well, now we're headed into X-rated territory.

Are we there yet?

PG it is. Okay, let me think, um...

Oh.

I was in Milan once,

wandering those cobblestone streets,

and I took a wrong turn.

Next thing I know, I'm in front of this huge float.

I had stumbled into a parade,

but instead of somebody waving me off or telling me to move,

the people riding the float

actually reached out and offered me their hand.

And just like that,

I'm on this float with these beautiful Italian strangers

who don't know me from a can of paint,

but they welcomed me like I belong.

Bellissima.

And maybe that's just it.

You're never really lost.

Maybe...

there's always something beautiful

waiting just around the corner.

Well...

sounds like you ate.

Thank you.

Oh.

I got to go.

You just straight-up said it.

Don't worry, I can act, too.

Oh, Anita.

I've given it a lot of thought,

and I'm so sorry

for letting my emotions run away with me.

I'm all in.

Well, you and Anita need to work

this out on your own.

Not without a referee.

You and me

have still got a bond, Tracy.

I'm only faking it with Anita.

I'll come with,

but only if you come clean.

Why? We don't owe her a damn thing.

But we owe someone else something.

Barbara.

We can't come back together with lies between us.

Would it help if you did something for Barbara's family?

I thought it would.

What did you do?

Gave them money.

Did they turn it down?

I made sure they didn't know it was from me.

It would have been what Barbara had made

if she'd stayed with the group.

Or maybe a little more than that.

All the money in the world

will not replace what they lost.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Trying to regain what's gone only stirred up more pain.

-Baby, don't- -No.

The reunion is off.

The Articulettes will not be getting back together.

Actors ride around with cops all the time.

Okay, Zendaya, do you really think you're getting deputized?

Do you have a few years to spare to go

to the academy and train in a special investigative unit?

I was thinking more that I would consult.

Listen, I can't have you go in there,

and I'm worrying about you.

Leslie's unpredictable.

You mean cray cray.

You can't say that on a search.

And your presence could be grounds

for any evidence I find to be thrown out.

You cutting me out is a big mistake.

Huge.

I'm gonna make sure Leslie gets what she deserves.

With or without you.

You're not in court yet.

No one owes you discovery.

I'm Uncle Ted and Aunt Nicole's nephew,

all right? This is personal to me.

And Laura.

She was completely innocent.

And yet you hurt her because she stood in the way of what?

Your twisted little revenge?

I didn't touch that girl.

Not with a motorcycle or a syringe.

You know what?

I'm gonna show you the security tape.

Cameras don't lie, even when you do.

There you are, headed into Laura's room.

And check out the dates and the time.

Within minutes of Laura's cardiac event.

-There. -[Leslie laughing]

Wait, that isn't me.

Clearly, I am way hotter than that,

playboy.

Hello.

-I'm a photographer. -Mm.

I know I work behind the camera, but I also see

what's in front of it.

Stylists can layer all they want to,

you know, with the wigs and the outfits.

But my lens, it cuts through.

I see you.

I see the way you shift and the way your eyes hold weight.

You can't hide that.

There's no disguising you.

Excuse me.

You and Ted would just love to put me away

and have Eva all to yourself, wouldn't you?

You and the police have nothing on me.

[chuckling]

Actually, now I do.

What the hell?

Maybe the police need an assist.

I have all kinds of software.

You know, this picture might be the very key

we need to taking off your disguise.

I didn't expect you to show up here, Mom.

I was just

freaking out, and I didn't know-

Baby... that's why I had to come.

How did you do it?

I mean, you weren't just polite.

You were the damn daddy whisperer.

Same as you.

Saw him in that bed trying to puff himself up,

and my mind went to...

...what if he didn't make it?

Same.

And I was so mad at him for springing that baby news.

And then I got scared that he might not ever talk again.

I just needed to make sure he's still in the world.

I'm not done being mad at him yet,

and he doesn't get to slip away to hell on me.

Oh.

What's this for?

I just want you to know

I'm glad you're in the world, too, Mom.

I love you.

I love you more.

I know what you're thinking, Hayley.

All right?

Hey, come here.

Dani and I are done, okay?

I mean, we were together for a long time

and you can't just completely sever

a connection like that entirely,

especially not during stressful moments like this.

Well...

I'm glad she was able to talk you down

before you hulked out and tried to escape.

But...

yeah, I-I was a little jelly

that I wasn't the one to do that for you.

Look.

She is my past.

And you and this baby

are the future.

Mm, careful.

The doctor warned you about that blood flow.

Oh, come here.

You're worth any risk, Mrs. Hamilton.

Mm.

You think I owe Anita a fact check

about my intentions?

Fine.

This diva can handle laying it out for her.

I'll be honest

about using the reunion

to relaunch my career.

Might make things a little tense,

but if Anita thinks I'm doing it for the wrong reasons,

so what?

I think Anita will respect that.

And I'll respect it because I don't want

to be stuck in the middle.

[phone buzzing]

You and that phone.

Answer your call.

I'll be right back.

Well, hello there, Senator.

VERNON: Hello, Tracy.

Uh, there's no other way to say this

except to come straight out with it.

Anita has decided that

she doesn't want to do the reunion concert.

And she couldn't tell me that herself?

I am calling you

because I need you to understand something.

If backing out

of the concert was what you and Sharon want,

then you don't need to do a thing.

But if you can see the value in getting together...

...like you were before, one last time-

I hear you, Vernon.

Thank you.

I am so spent.

Well, I sure understand.

You've been through quite a lot today.

I know it wasn't easy for you to tell me...

...about Barbara.

You have no idea.

Anita, my love,

I do.

I know that carrying around that kind of guilt,

it's like drinking poison.

As if suffering

can rewrite the past.

But it won't.

It's time to let it go.

I'm here right now,

and I won't let you go through this alone.

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