Original subtitles

I would read the headline of the Style section,

but with the way you're fidgeting...

I'm scrolling.

-Everyone gets nervous. -I'm not nervous.

Unexpectedly panic-stricken would be more appropriate.

You've been onstage thousands of times,

ever since you've been a girl.

Well, now I'm a grown-ass woman.

And I should know better than to engage in public foolishness

when my family's lives are in chaos.

And you know the craziest thing?

After all that rehearsal

and being away from the family all that time,

I can't remember the moves,

and the melodies are escaping me, I...

The last thing we need

is for me to get up on that stage

and embarrass us all in living color.

[sighs]

Gran. Sorry I'm late.

Gran.

-[vocalizing] -There you go.

-Oh, what, what, what? -How's that look?

Listen, we need to embrace the fact

that we don't look exactly like we did

something-something years ago.

-Speak for yourself, honey. -But, girl...

we still sound like...

[both vocalize, laugh]

Oh, my gosh, the Articulettes.

-You're really here. -See, Chelsea recognizes us.

I would recognize you anywhere. How do you know me?

I've been following your social media for years.

-Oh, stop. -Hey.

That's when she started exfoliating her lips.

Made all the difference, honey.

Well, you don't mind if I record some of this, do you?

Oh, no. Record away.

We've never been content before.

SHARON: Get enough of it.

Maybe you can influence your younger generation

to follow our little corner of history, huh?

Oh, way back when vinyl was vintage?

Just three beauties and voices destined for greatness.

SHARON: And here we are again, making it all happen.

-Mm. -Never say never.

Rowena let me in. I'm so sorry these are late.

This is our champion seamstress.

Oh, well, what are we waiting for?

Let's take a peek at what hundreds of screaming fans

will see onstage tonight.

Well, what do you think?

♪ ♪

Knock, knock.

DANI: Oh, good, you're here.

I need another pair of eyes. What do you think?

Yeah, it's beautiful.

But does it give

"supermodel daughter of a singing sensation

"who can walk at Fashion Week

without hesitation or preparation"?

Well, that's a, that's a tall order

and a lot of work for one dress.

Yeah, nothing's official, and it's probably a bad idea.

Sorry, has that stopped you before?

-She knows me so well. -[laughs]

Have you noticed how this comeback of your grandmother's

has lit a fire under her?

I mean, maybe that's what I need for me

-and my new modeling agency. -Yeah, why not?

Yeah, so come help.

Maybe you can find something better

than what you have on.

You got anything with decent coverage?

You know, to hide the fact that I'm keeping

a marriage-ending secret from Jacob?

[gasps] Do I get to know the secret, too?

-About Martin. -Oh.

-Oh. -Yeah.

Awful, awful situation.

That poor baby had to hold on

to all that trauma practically alone.

I can picture all of it,

stand back, and look at it rationally.

I totally understand why Martin and Granddad

felt like they had to cover up a crime.

It was self-defense.

There was a clear and present danger.

-Of course. -But...

knowing that my own father had a man murdered is...

I'm-I'm sorry.

Your father did what?

Are we supposed to take notes or something?

If you were my patient. But you're my son.

I keep everything I know about you

in my head and my heart.

Sit.

This is just a conversation.

One we should've had two years ago.

I wish things had been different.

But we're together now.

I don't know what to say or how to say it.

Start with whatever comes to your mind,

and talk to me like I'm writing a story.

Don't censor yourself. No expectations.

Just tell me everything that's been going on for you.

For the last two years? What could be simpler?

And not at all awkward.

I will not judge, only guide.

And hopefully give you some insight.

Okay.

My top priority is saving my marriage

and keeping my family together.

I hope you can put me on a fast track

to making that happen.

Social media is the answer to our situation.

Make the content, generate the buzz.

Quick study. I knew you'd come in handy.

What do you think about doing some day-in-the-life videos?

We can use some of the purses

Chelsea has lying around for inspiration.

You're just a regular, ordinary girl

walking around Georgetown

with the most perfect accessory.

So small it's barely there, but unforgettable.

And one scene cannot be missed:

you're sipping boba and slipping your card

out of your wee but wonderful wallet.

Then you're on Capitol Hill,

taking pictures with your camera and storing it in your...

Oh, my God. It's also a camera bag.

What is that irresistibly darling little bag

that matches and goes from daytime to night?

So subtle but unmissable.

Like that sad, faraway look on your face.

Um...

Sorry, I just, I thought that I was getting better at it,

like you.

Like me what? What am I doing?

Pretending everything's okay.

What could be wrong?

It's Gran's big concert tonight.

I'm talking about Dad and Pop.

No one told you?

You should probably sit down.

-Tell us what you really think. -Is there something wrong?

Uh, actually, now that I'm taking a closer look...

Well, go on. You're a model, hip to the latest in fashion.

I mean, what would you say if you saw us in these onstage?

These are classic in every sense of the word.

Uh, elegant and-and...

powerfully, um... retro.

Somebody call the cops.

I do believe that she's found three painful ways

of calling us ancient without saying we're old.

No, no, no. That is not at all what I meant.

What did you mean, honey child?

Well, there is your original audience.

You know, the ones who loved you when you were girls.

The ones that want that sweet reminder

of what the world was like.

You know, different place, different time.

Different kind of trepidatious?

CHELSEA: If you're serious

about connecting with a younger audience...

That's the dream, right?

Our sound living on long after we're gone?

They used to listen to us on transistor radios.

Let's get the ones wearing earbuds.

And the way to get their attention

is with something spicy, electric.

Grab them in the first five seconds,

and they won't look away.

Then we hook 'em for life.

You have any ideas on how to make this upcoming performance

live on in the minds of future generations to come?

Now, we know it's last-minute.

But you, darling, are a certified fashion genius.

Well, I-I don't know, there's not a bunch of time, but, um...

maybe I could work some magic.

Just let me know what to do.

Okay.

Come sit.

So, I was thinking we do some of this here.

Okay. Okay.

Ooh, I like that.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes...

I can't believe how you made all of this happen so fast.

Completely different look, but we deserve it.

Our audience deserves it.

Oh, they'll eat it up with a spoon.

But there's one opinion we didn't consider.

Anita.

Ooh, your grandmother's gonna get you.

She's gonna get you.

Uh, no. Oh, my goodness. Stop it, you two.

Please. She'll love it.

[laughter]

I take it we'll be sticking around for a bit.

I guess so.

Why do you think Jim Price wants to talk to us alone?

Maybe he has good news?

You don't know agents, do you?

Stay positive.

Right. Positive.

Maybe he wants to tell us

a rare blizzard is in the forecast

and we need to cancel.

[chuckling]

Don't laugh. This is me s-staying positive.

Or maybe a hydrant has burst

and all the streets are flooded between here and the Howard.

Is it working?

Because you could always go back to restitching a hemline

or rearranging the flowers for the millionth time,

like you used to do backstage before the concerts.

I did not.

And then you would go out onstage,

get all those people on their feet and moving.

Thousands of people dancing to the music,

forgetting about their troubles,

letting your songs lift them up.

And you did that for years.

Tonight you'll do it again,

making magic.

You always know how to ease my mind.

Well, I've had some practice.

Okay, I am going to pick up the dry cleaning,

and since Samantha's already with Kat and Chelsea,

she can get a ride with them,

and then I will drop you off at the Howard.

You're just going to drop me off?

Yeah, and then you can text me when you want me to pick you up,

or you can get a ride with one of your aunts or your cousins.

Just text me and let me know what the plan is.

Or you can just come with me instead of playing chauffeur.

I have so much to do around here.

Dad, you're just making up chores.

No, I-I meant that I have things to do with work.

I have correspondence and deadlines, and...

It was one fight.

One really big fight.

Which has nothing to do with tonight.

What do you think will happen

if Gran finds out you weren't there?

She'll... understand.

Then make it make sense to me.

I wish I had the answers.

I used to, but I don't know what to do anymore.

And part of that is because I've been

letting everyone else call the shots.

Running my life.

I know Granddad was trying to help, but...

What was it like for you?

Young, powerful man.

Congressional seat, cum laude, head of household.

Two men tried to take your power and possibly your life

on a dark country road.

I took a life that night.

Which led you to lose your power to tell your story,

to unburden your soul.

It was awful.

God, I was so angry and terrified.

Powerless to tell the people

who would have loved you through this?

My husband? You?

Granddad told me I had to stay quiet.

I love him. I do.

And I know it was for the best.

Was it for the best?

He was trying to cover up what had happened

because he was looking out for me.

He loves me.

I don't doubt that.

And when humans love,

we can end up doing the most damaging things.

Without meaning to.

I tried saving Granddad.

And he was trying to save me.

And I thought I was protecting Smitty

because I agreed to stay silent.

I thought if Smitty didn't know,

he was safe.

In his eyes, I was innocent. Still good.

My hands were still clean because...

God, I didn't want to see that look in his eyes

the other night when he found out

exactly what kind of man I am.

You were forced into that

untenable life-or-death situation.

But it doesn't matter in Smitty's eyes.

He didn't pack my bags because I had blood on my hands.

He kicked me out because of the years of lies.

Because I couldn't tell him...

what I couldn't even tell myself.

So tell me, Mom.

The man that I love doesn't want me in his life.

And all I want is him and to be home.

My home.

Help me fix this, Mom.

Okay, I've told you everything I know about Dad

and his connection to the dead guy in Stance Park.

And it's horrifying.

Why aren't you saying anything?

I don't know how to feel... about any of this.

Including the fact that I wasn't informed.

I didn't choose who knows what.

My God, this family. Do I laugh or cry?

They trusted you more than they trust me?

No shade, sweetheart, but if I'm a liability,

I would rather someone tell me to my face.

It was probably because of Jacob.

-Because Jacob...? -Is a cop.

And he's naturally suspicious.

Look, the grands thought I might be able to keep him

from digging too deep into this investigation.

Or at least I'd be in a position

to let everybody know

if he's on the right track or not.

-I didn't think of it like that. -Yeah.

That explains why Bill was acting so odd

after the press conference that wasn't.

Glad to hear planning a hit on a guy

had someimpact on Dad.

Have you talked to him since you found out?

About this? No.

Neither Dad nor Jacob.

You listen to me.

You are not allowed to have marriage problems.

Not about this.

You are the last couple standing.

Need to be a role model for the next generation.

Show them that a stable relationship is possible.

No pressure.

I cannot believe my brother and Smitty

broke up and nobody told me.

They probably just didn't want to bother you.

Because I'm so busy with the business?

And you're so busy with Tomas.

Right. Him.

I even saw Martin earlier,

and I just went on about my pathetic life.

I didn't even bother to ask what was going on with him.

Pop's probably just used to it.

You know, hiding everything?

Yeah, but that breaks my heart.

He's my brother, and you're his little girl.

If I had known what was going on at the brownstone,

I would've never texted you about work.

Well, this is like a vacation.

It's just so quiet at home.

Mm. Not like a good quiet?

As someone whose parents' marriage just imploded,

I get it.

And why did Dad think that splitting up

would solve anything?

They're both miserable without each other, anyways.

Martin and Smitty need each other.

Yeah, but Dad's just hurting too much

to just forgive Pop for being human.

What can I do to help them?

What should I do to turn things around?

Baby steps. Don't force anything.

Are you still having nightmares?

Different ones, but the results are the same.

Sleepless nights.

Lack of sleep can impact your life in a myriad of ways.

Let's get that sorted.

I don't like taking pills.

Well, how about breathing exercises?

There are ones that are designed specifically for insomnia.

We can try one now.

What should I do?

Just sit back.

Close your eyes.

Relax your breathing.

This is a calm, safe space filled with...

Have no fear. Dani is here.

Now let's get you two from pouting to partying.

I know you're super busy with work,

but I was just looking for Chelsea.

She went to go convince Gran to do a video for our socials.

-Oh. -Mm-hmm.

How are you holding up, Samantha?

You know, devastated.

Uh, first it was Aunt Dani and Bill in Splitsville.

Scary but still from a distance.

Then it was Grandma and Grandpa.

That was 100% unexpected.

And now my dads?

Yeah, no one's had an easy go in relationships right now.

Maybe the Duprees should just stop falling in love.

You know what? I like that solution.

Well, what fun would that be?

You and Jacob found the secret sauce, though.

You two need to teach us

the secret to a long and happy marriage.

Yeah, you'll have to ask the grands for that advice.

Some other night, because tonight is reserved.

Gran is getting back in the spotlight.

[laughter]

Okay, how's that? You comfortable?

Is she talking to us or that box?

With all the attention she's giving it,

I think it's the box.

I was talking to the Articulettes.

This box and I have an unspoken language.

Uh-huh. What's in it?

Well, nobody gets to know

until Kat and I do the official launch.

If it bothers you, though, I can leave it out.

Oh, never. We understand product placement.

Hello, Little Miss Thang.

You come and sit with us. Make us look good.

Who wouldn't want a pretty little thing like this?

Now, be sure and get my good side.

CHELSEA: Okay. [laughs]

So, Ms. Tracy, what have you been up to?

Certainly not resting on my laurels, waiting for a comeback.

She's been singing her way around the world.

Ooh, exciting. And what's that been like?

Well, I've headlined clubs here and there.

All over, really.

But my voice has taken me places

that I've only read about as a girl.

That's incredible.

And Ms. Sharon, what feeds your soul?

Music wouldn't leave me alone either.

[both laugh]

But I keep it local.

I give voice lessons, and I'm the music director

at my church in Chicago.

Now, this might sound crazy to your generation,

but that's when I'm happiest, leading my choir.

That must be hard to work with so many people at once.

Being in a room full of the richest sounds,

voices intermingling and rising high into the rafters,

you can't put words to that.

There's something very special

that moves you in a different way.

Like going to a concert?

I suppose it is, of a kind.

That church has been a fixture

on the South Side of Chicago forever.

If I'm in town on a Sunday...

Oh, this one comes sashaying down the aisle,

smiling that smile,

just waiting to give God the glory.

And a solo.

[both chuckle]

So you've stayed close all these years?

Sisters. Uh, yes.

So tell me about my grandmother Anita Dupree.

How have you kept such close sisterhood with her?

What was so important that you needed to...

talk to me before the concert?

[exhales]

The whole town is buzzing.

Oh, so you're here to make me more nervous.

I-I have a proposition.

So there's no problem?

Oh, only the best kind.

Anita, your career is so vast.

Show me something you can't do.

You have fans from your Articulette days,

others who can't get enough of you

singing America's songbook, then you got the acting.

Okay, Jim, can you just get to the point?

I-I know how you feel about taking requests, but...

...what about a solo?

Did he just say what I think he said?

I know tonight is all about the Articulettes,

b-but would it kill you to give your audience

more of what they've been waiting for?

You alone, bringing down the house

with that incredible voice.

It sure would make my night.

Sweetheart, you can have a solo anytime.

But, no, I couldn't.

The spotlight belongs to all of us tonight.

Would you say Anita's like the third pea in a pod?

Like another sister?

TRACY: Of course she is.

But the sister that married well

and moved to the fancy part of town.

[laughter]

We shared a special time in each other's lives.

And what we went through binds us forever.

Family.

Sometimes family-- they drift apart.

And we've lost some along the way.

But we'll always be part of each other's lives.

TRACY: Our stories.

SHARON: Our music.

Would you mind singing something for us?

Just the two of you?

Well, nobody ever had to ask this one twice.

[laughter]

[vocalizing]

[harmonizing]

[harmonizing ends]

Anita, get in here.

That was gorgeous. Aren't they amazing?

Well, you saw it here first.

Catch them tonight, if you're lucky, live onstage.

And tell me all about it in the comments. Ciao.

Anita, where have you been?

TRACY: What took you so long?

We started getting worried that you decided

-to cancel the concert. -[laughs]

I'm sorry I missed the recording,

but, uh, things ran a little long.

Well, I've got what I need, and now I need to run.

Break so many legs and hearts, ladies.

That's the plan.

-CHELSEA: Bye. -Bye, baby.

Mmm. See you tonight, sweetheart.

CHELSEA: Yeah.

Are the outfits ready?

Anita was afraid the seamstress had a sewing accident.

Well, you know, that's funny,

because there is something we need to tell you

about our costumes.

Yeah, we had an expert eye take a look.

And she did not like what she saw.

Fashionista Chelsea to the rescue.

She styled the hell out of those outfits.

Excuse my language.

My granddaughter did this?

-Oh, my God. -You don't like it?

She is a miracle worker!

Right? In no time flat.

Now, this is a real showstopper.

And when the light hits it, watch us razzle-dazzle.

-Girl's talented. -Of course she is.

She is a Dupree.

She's a Williams.

Like you were when you were a girl.

Creative, hungry, unstoppable.

We all were.

Are. That just doesn't go away.

It does not.

I can't tell you how thankful I am to the both of you.

What on earth for?

For giving me the chance to try to make things right.

I only wish Barbara was here.

I could go back and do right by her.

We were so young. Our lives were spinning out of control.

The things that fall apart

can sometimes come back together,

if they're meant to.

I guess if we truly wanted to move on,

we'd have to let go of that old baggage.

But there's so much good that I want to keep.

Like how we saw and did things that we only dreamed of.

How our voices took us places,

led us to people who changed our lives.

Okay, not all of it was picture-perfect,

but we had each other.

And tonight...

The Articulettes 2.0.

Like-like the kids would say.

Up on that stage giving our best,

making new memories.

Don't tell Mother I forgot about her concert.

That is why we need to go.

Put your brain on pause for a few hours

and remember what it's like to be happy and to laugh.

That's easier said than done.

♪ Compartmentalize.♪

A little trick used by CEOs and serial killers.

Focus on what is right in front of you.

NICOLE: And what is this supposed to be?

Well, I knew you'd be busy

and you'd want me to handle the details,

so you're welcome.

And as for you, I took a couple liberties

and made some choices that I think you'll like.

I appreciate what you're trying to do, Aunt Dani,

but I just can't.

You haven't let me pick your clothes in years.

It's a sacrifice I'm making. You'll hear me out.

Okay, uh, that one.

Well, this one's nice, too.

Wait, this shirt isn't even yours.

It's yours.

Think Gran will be able to see me from the stage?

I don't know. Probably.

Then she'll see you not sitting with us.

She's crazy about you.

You love all her jazz stuff

that only her real fans listen to.

You have to be there.

I'll send flowers backstage.

That'll totally make up for the fact

that you're missing out on the biggest comeback

in music history.

You better hope someone's posting or streaming it, or...

you're just gonna be seeing us living our best life.

Why are you doing this to me?

You think I want to hang out with Pop

when I'm still mad at him?

I can't ditch this, okay?

It's Gran.

And neither should you.

It isn't that simple.

It will be if you let it.

Dad, you always taught me not to back down from the hard stuff.

So, if you cannot be there for our family

just to say-- avoid saying

hi and goodbye to Pop, your husband,

I don't know.

Maybe I've been looking up to the wrong person.

I hope you like the clothes I chose

because you are going to that concert.

Mom and I weren't having a random chat.

We were talking. About things.

Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize...

It wasn't an official session.

But I don't think either one of us

is in the mood to go out tonight.

What will Mother say?

Mother's feelings aren't on my top ten list

of things to worry about.

She'll simply have to understand.

After the way she and Daddy kept me in the dark about my child,

a little civil disobedience won't kill her.

DANI: I won't be able to say the same of you.

Explain yourself.

This is what comes of not acting out

when you're a teenager.

Delayed petulance.

I am not being a...

Imagine if I was throwing this tantrum,

punishing Mother by boycotting something

she has poured her soul into?

And afterwards, when she gives you that look?

NICOLE: The one she pulls out

when she's ready to devour someone whole,

but she's smiling?

I'll survive.

I'm talking about the one where she hugs you

and loves on you,

all the while hiding how hurt she is.

You want to suffer through that for the rest of your life?

Unforgivable.

That'll be your new name

if you're not seated front row, center.

Okay, one down...

...one to go.

Of course your Pop and I will talk,

but his grandmother's concert

is not the time or the place for that.

It's the best place.

That's why people take the first date to the movies.

I'm not following.

You're staring straight, right?

You really don't talk much.

They're all gonna hate me for kicking Martin out.

Somebody's making up excuses.

No, no. I'm gonna make everybody feel awkward.

It's-- I'm not doing it.

End of story.

Your call, your consequences.

-Hi, sis. -Hi, sis.

How was your big interview with Gran?

She was a no-show,

so I filmed an intimate portrait with Sharon and Tracy,

with the ChelseaKat logo on display the entire time.

That was smart thinking. Nice pivot, Chels.

CHELSEA: Well, thank you, sis.

Nice to be appreciated.

-Oh, so cool. -Yay.

[laughter]

No, I mean it.

Yeah, I can tell.

Explain to me why the person

that doesn't work for our company

is the only one who's excited.

Family stuff.

If this funeral vibe

is a result of some family drama,

you're looking at the wrong part of the family.

Check this out.

[Sharon and Tracy vocalizing]

-Oh! -Oh, my God.

Wait, wait. Turn that up.

That's them Articuletting now, in 2025?

No Auto-Tune, no filter, straight from the source.

Beautiful.

Edit that down to a sweet sample...

Add the right hashtags,

and that could go viral.

That's blasphemy.

Reducing one of the greatest girl groups

of their time to a sample?

-Girl. -NAOMI: I'm just saying.

Actually, they might be onto something.

When Chelsea asked about our friendship...

I know.

I was thinking about Barbara, too.

You know, in every interview,

we need to be sure and tell them all about Barbara.

Make sure everybody knows she was the original Articulette.

And how she brought us all together,

inspired us to use our voices as one.

Unfortunately, that's when everything changed.

Led the devil to our door.

-Dante Green. -I curse the name.

He was the one who wanted Barbara gone,

and we let it happen.

And we blamed you.

Because truth is, it was easier than blaming ourselves.

TRACY: Sharon's right.

We all played a part in how everything turned out.

It wasn't your fault, Anita.

That was just the story we told ourselves.

And we pushed you away from us.

'Cause it hurt a hell of a lot less

than you pushing us away.

Well, there's certainly enough blame to go around.

I just...

I just wish Barbara were with us tonight.

Correcting our choreography. [laughs]

Reminding us to smile.

Just four little colored girls from the projects.

Cute, loud and proud.

[laughter]

And tonight we're going out there,

making such a joyful noise to hundreds of our fans.

What a world.

Everything we've done

was because Barbara brought us together.

Yeah.

So let's do something to make her proud.

Yes. Mmm.

-[music playing faintly] -[laughter]

Every time I see videos

of the Articulettes in their heyday...

Oh, it still blows your mind, doesn't it?

-That's our grandma. -Yeah.

Those were some sick moves they were doing.

But you can replicate them?

Um...

Yeah. Yeah, I guess-- I think so.

It's a yes or no.

If you embarrass her, fall flat on your face,

I mean, she'll still love you, but she'll never let you forget.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Yeah, I think I can.

Not as well as the three of them, but...

I think I got this.

-Okay. -And you've got this.

Which means it's time for some mingling of the generations.

R & B meets Gen Z.

Naomi, you know what to do.

They won't know what hit them.

It's all on you, Samantha.

[laughter]

-Vernon. -Smitty.

This is a, uh... surprise.

-Hi, Granddad. -Hi.

I know we're overdue for some important conversations,

and you have some questions.

We are, and I do.

But tonight is about Anita.

I've known her for such a long time

and through so much.

I know how much tonight means to her,

what's in her heart.

Nothing she wouldn't do for us, her family.

Must be where Martin gets it.

He'd do anything for you, too, sir. Evidently.

Yes.

So I hope you'll put aside any animosity

you may feel towards me and...

show up for your family.

That's what I said.

You're a very bright man, Tyrell.

So, Anita wants you there.

Official invitation.

You don't want to disappoint Ms. Anita Williams, hmm?

So I hope you'll be there in the cheering section, front row.

Special invitation all the way from the top.

You have to go. Right?

So, I will try to make this short,

but it may not be sweet.

Whatever it is, just say it.

Something has come up that concerns the three of us,

and, uh, we need to vote, just like we used to.

-Majority rules. No complaints. -ANITA: Mm-hmm.

-Okay. -Jim Price...

thinks I ought to do a jazz number at the concert.

A solo?

Can you believe he wants me to do

the very thing that busted up our group

and destroyed our friendship?

But I'm bringing it to you before I turn him down.

You haven't given him an answer yet?

ANITA: No, I said no.

Tonight is about the Articulettes.

But Vernon suggested, strongly,

that I owe it to Jim to at least run it by you,

so that's what I'm doing.

So let's just take the vote,

which will be a firm and final no,

and we'll move on.

If I go, I'll just bring everyone down.

If you don't, your grandmother will eat your liver for dinner

for all of eternity.

Dani, no bullying.

I-I am sorry if the truth is offensive.

You cannot hide from it.

This woman is allowing you to live

under her roof free of charge.

-I offered to pay. -She doesn't want your money.

She wants your total and complete devotion,

your-your attention and your servitude.

She is your grandmother.

There's been some speculation on political blogs...

What better way to throw them off the scent

than by sitting front row for your grandmother's comeback?

Th-There'll be more questions if you don't show up.

You know, I know how you feel, Martin.

But I can't help remembering how Mother

would sing to you when you were a baby.

Sang at every fundraiser you asked her to.

DANI: Just a night

to breathe and relax, baby.

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