All language subtitles for Katy Keene s01e11_English

[Katy] The Meta Gala is
fashion'’s biggest night.

My mom and I used to park
ourselves across the street

and gawk at the gorgeous gowns.

It was our Oscars, Super Bowl,
Thanksgiving Day Parade,

all wrapped into one.

Back then, I had no idea

how much work went into
each of those dresses.

The boning, the underpinnings,
the detailing.

It took an entire team of
people to put it all together.

My mom always told me
that one day,

I'’d get to attend the Meta Gala as a designer.

That I'’d be the one
walking the red carpet

and showcasing my work.

But for now, I was
just happy to be this close.

The theme is "Behind the Mask,"

and this feels like
the opposite.

It'’s not so different
from the sketch you approved,
which Casey Wilson loved.

I didn'’t think you'd
make a train

longer than Rihanna'’s
Guo Pei number.

This is your first Meta Gala
gown at your own label.

-It has to be good.
-Katy?

Yeah?

What do you think?

I think that a shorter train

will give Casey more mobility

without sacrificing
the integrity of the design.

One less foot, and she will

practically float down
the red carpet.

Good point.

Let'’s lose a foot.

[Katy]
I am living the dream!

Watching Guy LaMontagne
work, it'’s--

-A major turn-on.
-Yes. No!

It'’s... [sighs]
It'’s inspiring me.

Well, I hope it inspired you
to pay the rent.

Oh, my God,
I completely forgot.

Between Guy and running
Personal Shopping with Amanda

during peak
Meta Gala season,

I completely lost track
of time. I'’m sorry.

I haven'’t.

It'’s been twelve days
since Jorge

put on that sweatshirt.

This is all I have left
of Bernardo.

-Aww.
-It smells like him.

Babe, it just smells.

Katy... [sighs] what
helped you get over KO?

I don'’t think I'll ever
truly be over him.

Well, at least you still have
his underwear ads.

[phone buzzing]

Oh, my gosh.

Amanda keeps sending me
old Meta Gala looks.

As if I don'’t have every
single dress ever worn

committed to my memory.

What happened
to quitting Lacy'’s?

Well, Gloria happened.

When she found out
that Mrs. Lacy

put me and Amanda in charge,
she asked me to stay.

She wants me to
take care of her domain.

Oh, my God!

-Katy--
-Yeah.

It'’s from Parson's.

How long has that been there?

I don'’t know, Jorge's
in charge of the mail.

It'’s a lot of catalogs.
I get overwhelmed.

I always thought my mom
would be here for this.

Oh... I'’m so lucky
to have you guys here.

Okay...

here we go.

-[nervous laugh]
-[exhales]

[exhales]

Maybe it'’s better that my
mom'’s not here to see this.

[shaky breath]

Oh, Katy.

It'’s totally okay.

You know,
wasn'’t meant to be.

My love, it'’s okay
not to be okay, you know.

Yeah, I know that.

What do I have
to be upset about?

I am helping Guy LaMontagne

design a dress
for the Meta Gala.

I'’m fine. Really.

[sighs]

Ohh. What is that faraway look
in your eyes, Katy?

It'’s the week
of the Meta Gala.

Snap to it!

Sorry, but--

I just-- I don'’t ever
remember Gloria'’s office

being this messy
when she was here.

[Amanda]
We are dressing

twenty A-listers
for the Meta Gala,

and you have been MIA
with Guy LaMontagne.

Who is designing
a line for Lacy'’s.

His Meta Gala dress
takes priority.

Don'’t do that. Do not do that.

Don'’t bat your
fake eyelashes at me.

You and I both know that
I deserve to be Head Shopper.

Amanda, why must you make

every single thing
a competition?

Mrs. Lacy put
both of us in charge.

Exactly. So pull your weight!

-Okay.
-[phone buzzes]

If you abandon me
one more time--

Guy asked me to help
with Casey Wilson'’s dress.

I'’m sorry, but--

Ohh.

Here.

"What Would
Gloria Grandbilt Do?"

-Yeah.
-No, thanks.

Gloria sent it over that time
she had food poisoning

from a bad batch of caviar.

So it has everything
you need to know,

and I will come back and
I will help you. I promise.

[Hannah]
This is where you'’re
taking your meetings now?

It'’s appalling how much
you'’ve lowered your standards.

Imagine how low they
had to be when I married you.

What do you want, Hannah?
I'’m busy.

Megan Ellison isn'’t coming.

I canceled on your behalf.
When Didi defected,

she took your little black book
with her.

Okay, let'’s just put
everything out on the table,

-shall we?
-Mm.

I did you dirty in Morocco.
Our marriage failed.

You'’ve already got
your money back from me.

You'’ve stolen my assistant.

Do you really have
to ruin my entire life?

Yes! I want you to feel
as much pain as I felt

when you let me rot in prison.

-You were there for three days!
-Semantics!

I'’m hurting you where
it hurts you the most, Pepper:

your bank account.

You are right about one thing.

New York does need more spaces
for creative types.

But you'’re stuck in the past.

This pre-Giuliani,
squatter-chic vibe

you'’re going for?
No, New York has changed.

People want a more...
polished place.

Like the Hannah House.

[laughs] The Hannah House?

Mm-hmm. Has a nice ring, no?

It'’s an upscale workspace,
social club, and hotel

for richcreative types.

But it'’s a costly venture.

Good thing I'’m poaching
all your investors.

Ciao for now.

[Pepper]
You haven'’t been contacted

by a Hannah Melvey?

Hannah who?
I don'’t answer calls

from people I don'’t know.

Good.

Okay, I know that
your investment

in Spider Womandidn'’t pan out,

but I do have another,
even better,

business opportunity for you.

The Pepper Plant.

I thought you
already had funding.

I did-- I mean, I do. I do.

I'’ve just had to
accelerate the launch,

thanks to a competitor.

But you know, less time
means more capital.

I don'’t know, Pep.
It'’s not always good

to mix friends with money.

What if I told you that
Josie and the Pussycats

could be the Plant'’s
house band.

Okay, it would be
the perfect place

for us to work out
our new material.

You know, like the Beatles
in Hamburg?

Yeah, that'’s great
for the band,

but look, I'’m less sure
about it as an investment.

Nobody knows
about the Pepper Plant.

You leave that bit to me, Alex.

-[door opens]
-[Mateo] I'’m looking
for my brother.

-[Jorge] Ugh!
-What'’s up, bro?

I was patrolling
the neighborhood,

figured I'’d swing by.

What, did Dad tell you
to spy on me?

No, man, but
he does ask about you.

Why don'’t you come to dinner?

It'’s killing Ma not having
everyone together.

I'’m not ready to face Dad, bro.

I'’m not defending him,
but you gotta try and see this

from his perspective.
You had been attacked
that night.

Okay? Our pops is
terrified for you.

and we haven'’t caught the guys
who did it.

Stop making excuses for him.

I'’m just saying that, you know,

you'’ve been with
the drag thing for years,

he'’s only been with it
for a few weeks.

You might need to give Pops
a little time to process.

Process?
Stop making me feel like

I'’m something
people gotta get used to.

-I'’m sorry.
-Mm.

We love you, Jorge.
All of us do.

Okay?

I know.

Don'’t give up on him yet.

Okay.

-[keys jingle]
-All right.

[door closes]

When I heard the theme
was Behind the Mask,

I knew I wanted
to show the world

the real Casey Wilson,
not just the actress.

I'’m not sure the real me
loves a corset.

Sorry, Guy, but I look like
I'’m about to throw cake

at a bunch of French peasants.

Well, the corset is subversive,
that'’s the point.

This is alarming.

Also, I'’m finding
breathing a challenge.

Guy, I'’m so sorry,
and you know,

I love everything
that you make--

you know, except for this.

I'’m just getting
totally lost in this dress

and whatever is
going on up here.

Is it too late
to just...start over?

Whip something else up
from scratch?

We could make
a few small adjustments,

maybe trade out the corset
for a lace bodice?

My brother once got a dress
ready for Annie Hathaway

thirty minutes
before the Oscars.

He'’s a pro. He'll come back
with something new.

Won'’t you, Guy?

Maybe we lose the corset

and...add a dramatic cape.

I am just spitballing.
Ignore me.

[phone buzzes]

This is the part
I hate the most.

Which part?

Rejection.

How am I supposed to
start over on a dress

and complete an entire line
by Fashion Week?

By accepting help.

Casey looks amazing
in lace appliqué.

I could look up photos
of her wedding dress?

I appreciate your help, Katy.

But at a certain point,

the work can only be done
by the designer.

[Katy]
And not the girl who didn'’t
even get into Parsons.

[phone buzzes]

Well, I'’m needed downstairs,

but I'’m just a phone call away
if you need me.

[Guy]
Mm-hmm.

What'’s wrong?

You seem distracted.

It'’s about Pepper.

I want to help her

and I want to
help the Pussycats

but...I don'’t know,
there'’s something about her

that just doesn'’t sit well.

Yeah, I get it.

She can be a bit...

extra.

But I am telling you,

no one has more hustle
than Pepper Smith.

And she'’s good people.

I believe you, but--

now that I'’m cut off
from my dad--

I just need to rein in
my spending.

If I invest in this...

the rest of my savings'’ll
be tied to the Pepper Plant.

I'’ll talk to her.

Make sure it'’s really
worth pursuing.

Mm.

And she knows not to lie to me.

[chuckles] Oh,
and she'’s gotta guarantee

that you'’re the house band.

Okay.

'’Cause an investment
in Josie McCoy...

well, that'’s
the surest thing I got.

[chuckling]

[Francois]
Kiss of the Spider Woman

was great, but niche.

We need to do something bigger.

What about Ginger as Evita?

Here for it!

I think you need to
start auditioning again.

I'’ve been circling
casting calls.

That'’s just because you don't
like me performing in drag.

That'’s not fair.

I saw your show
seventeen times!

To give me notes.

If I criticize you,

it'’s because I know
what you'’re capable of.

Life is hard and messy,

and at any moment
the bottom could fall out.

Mami...

is everything okay?

As a matter of fact, no.

Your father and you
not talking,

it'’s taking its toll,
and I'’m tired of it.

Then tell it to your husband,

because this queen is
in no mood for a guilt trip.

Jorge. Take it from me--

there are too many battles
out there

to waste time
fighting with family.

It'’s time to mend fences.

[groans] Fine.

But he better hop his ass over
to my side of the fence.

What a marvelous idea
to bring Katy some sustenance.

That girl is a heart-shaped
Energizer Bunny

with dangerously low
blood sugar.

[laughs] Well, I figured
she could use a pick-me-up

after the Parsons rejection.

Ah, yes.
Ooh! Any news on Alex?

I talked to him,
and he said that he would

invest in the Plant
if you can guarantee

that the Pussycats
will be the house band.

-Done.
-Oh, but Pepper,

I have to say,
after the whole...

Palace Hotel debacle...

Not my fault.

...and the way you
went behind our backs

and promised Xandra a role
in Kiss of the Spider Woman,

Alex is...

in a vulnerable place.

If anyone understands
what it'’s like

to be cut off by their parents,
it'’s me.

Alex will get every penny of
his investment back. Ten-fold.

You have my word.

Okay, well, then...
[pops lips]

you have Alex'’s money.

Oh! Oh, my God,
thank you so much!

Things have been insane
preparing for the Meta Gala.

Casey Wilson hates corsets,
and Amanda

is extra demanding,
if that'’s even possible,

and I literally
haven'’t eaten all day.

Katy, do you need
an ashwagandha?

No. No time. Bye!

[Josie]
Is this it?

Is the Meta Gala
gonna break Katy?

I don'’t know, but maybe
it can help break us.

We have a bit
of a publicity problem.

The world needs to know
about the Pussycats,

andthe Pepper Plant,
and what better venue

to showcase our work
than the Meta Gala?

Fuchsia crepe?

I am obsessed with this!

Katy, focus. We are
looking for a dress

for Tavi Gevinson,
not for you.

[KO]
Sorry to interrupt.

Think you could squeeze me in?

-Wow!
-Xandra said it looked sharp.

But... [laughs] I told her
it wasn'’t really my thing.

[chuckles] I'’ll find
something a little more you.

What'’s the occasion, anyway?

I got invited to the Meta Gala.

It turns out the whole
underwear model thing

comes with some perks.

Give the bruiser a trophy--
he just won your break-up.

Amanda, will you go find
that black Armani, please?

Oh. Here. Try this.

So...the Meta Gala. That'’s--

-Wow!
-If you told me a year ago

that I'’d be
walking a red carpet...

I'’m happy for you, KO.

So, did you hear back
from Parsons yet?

I didn'’t get in.

[footsteps approach]

So this is where you'’ve been

while I'’ve been
trying to call you?

Guy, I'’m so sorry,
I turned my phone on silent

while we were fitting a client.

Katy, look, if you have
better things to do

than help me with
the Meta Gala, say the word.

'’Cause there's
a hundred other people

who would kill
to take your place.

Take it down a notch, man.
She said she was sorry.

I do not need you
to fight my battles.

This is my boss, so please,
pay a little respect.

Not if he doesn'’t respect you.

I think she can
speak for herself.

Sometimes she talks so much,
I can barely hear myself think.

Irreverent sense of humor.
Just ignore it.

Don'’t talk about her like that.

KO, cut it out. Seriously.

Wait, Katy. This is KO?

The one you
didn'’t want to marry?

[sighs]

Makes sense.

You'’re way too young to settle.

[Katy gasps] KO!

Guy, I know that things
got really out of hand

yesterday with KO,
but it'’s almost noon.

Casey Wilson is on her way
for a follow-up fitting,

and nobody knows
what to work on without you.

[into phone]
Hey, dumbass.

This is your sister.
Where the hell are you?

-[phone beeps]
-Tell me you'’ve heard from him.

No, not yet.

But he seemed like
he was spiraling

when he got into it with KO.

Your ex may have punched him,

but the worst thing a person
can bruise on Guy is his ego.

This is about his career
and the Meta Gala.

When he'’s in a creative pickle,
he usually goes on a pub crawl.

White Horse Tavern
all the way to Coogan'’s.

It'’s annoying,
but the last one birthed

Karloff'’s 2018 collection.

Wait, what do I tell Casey?

Are you a good liar?

Tell her anything
but the truth.

[Casey]
Did you have a face transplant

with a Disney princess?

Is that a real human face?

This is my face.

Where'’s Guy?

Guy... is... in the... atelier.

-Mm-hmm. He'’s just...
-Oh.

really in that zone, and...

he'’s coming up with something
very special for you.

I know when I'’m being given
the runaround.

I'’m usually the one giving it,

because I just wanna stay home
and watch the Real Housewives.

But the Gala is tomorrow,

and Christian Siriano
just slid into my DMs.

So...should we call it?

No! No.

Look, I know...

that you have been
to the Meta Gala seven times,

and that fashion
is very important to you.

But only if it'’s
a true expression of you.

So, Guy, he sent me here

to get to know you
a little better.

[Katy] Okay.

Hm. When and where
were you happiest?

Right now.

I mean, not rightnow,
this is miserable,

but generally, yeah.

I mean, if--if you
really wanna know,

I just--I spent
so much of my life

just acting like
everything was perfect.

Ya know, I was the perfect
friend and the perfect mom

and the perfect
career woman, and...

I don'’t know, I just--
I didn'’t want anyone to know

if I was ever struggling.

And I just--I tried so hard
to hide those parts of myself

that I thought were broken.

It was exhausting.
So one day I just stopped.

I just stopped
trying to pretend

like I was superhuman,
'’cause I'm not. And...

[sighs] honestly,
to lay it all bare,

it felt fantastic.

You are amazing.

Listen, this has
been a delight,

but I'’m running late to meet
Andrew Rannells for brunch,

and he is such a drag
when he'’s hangry--

he'’s honestly abusive.

You tell Guy he has 24 hours
to make me a new dress.

Guy will not let you down.

He is making you
something really beautiful.

I think you might be the most
earnest person I'’ve ever met.

Never change.

[sighs]

[pop music playing on stereo]

Pussycats just laid down
our first new track...

[laughing]
and it is a banger.

Yeow! Go on!

[Josie laughs]

What are you up to?

I have no idea.

I'’m just following orders. Pep?

Let'’s just say Katy
isn'’t the only one

making something
for the Meta Gala.

It'’s for my plan.

-Should I be scared?
-Yes!

Your mum'’s a lawyer, right?

You don'’t mind
if I give her a ring

and ask for some legal counsel?

-For the plan?
-The less you know, the better.

[Katy]
Yeah, he'’s about 6'4",

probably wearing a turtleneck

and waxing poetic
about Halston?

No? Okay, thanks anyway.

You guys, I'’ve called
every single Irish pub

in Manhattan, and there'’s
no sign of Guy.

The Meta Gala is tomorrow,

and we have no dress
for Casey Wilson.

Little did she know I lied,
and I told her that Guy

could turn around a new look
in 24 hours.

I mean, he'’s upset
that his dress got rejected,

and I really get that,
but he can'’t give up now.

[exhales]
What do I do?

-Make it yourself.
-Di-va! [snaps]

Well, I tried that once
with Guy,

and it blew up in my face.

Plus, I don'’t think I have
what it takes anymore.

I mean, this is the Meta Gala.

I'’m just a Parsons reject.

-Uh-uh.
-[Josie] Okay, you know what?

Enough with
the self-loathing, Katy.

Just ask yourself:
what would...

Gloria Grandbilt do?

I was gonna say Coco Chanel,
but that works.

Gloria would
take the bull by the horns.

I gotta go.

I'’m not gonna ask.

[door opens, closes]

We are going to take the spirit

of what we
already made with Guy,

but expose the imperfections.

The seams, the frayed edges--
the broken parts.

And not a redesign,

a... deconstruction.

-[door opens]
-[Francois] Don'’t worry, Katy,

I know exactly what you mean.

You want a peek
under the curtain of a dress.

Warts and all.

Jorge called.

Said you might need
some moral support.

And somebody
with sculpting skills.

You do realize that
when we'’re through,

it'’s going to be
a different dress.

Are you sure about this?

Not even a little bit.

Nice weather we'’re having.

Nice? Then call me Queen Elsa,

porque yo soyfrozen.
[scoffs]

That'’s because you wear
crop tops year-round.

[Luis]
So,

how'’s, um, Bernardo?

Wouldn'’t know.
The big, strong fireman

rejected your runt of a son,

but you saw that coming, right?

I'’m really sorry.

What else are you sorry about?

About how I reacted to the, uh,

the cross-dressing thing.

It'’s not cross-dressing.
It'’s drag.

Okay. Okay, I'’m sorry
I get the words wrong.

I'’m trying to fix things
between us, hijo.

Jorge, I'’m okay
with you doing drag.

All that I'’m asking is
that you don'’t walk home

dressed as a woman, okay?
For your own safety.

Pops, I don'’t have to live
by your rules.

As long as you live
in my building, you do.

That'’s how it is?
It'’s like that?

'’Cause if that's the case,
the girls and I will take

our hard-earned rent money
and we'’ll go elsewhere.

Well, go ahead. Try and find
something at this price.

Good luck out there.

Good luck out there?

That'’s exactly what
you said to me

when I was 14 years old
and you kicked me out.

That was a long time ago.

Really? Because for me,

sometimes it feels
like it was yesterday.

Do you know how hard it was

to come out to you guys
in the first place?

And then how painful it was

when your reaction
was just to kick me out.

I was just a kid.

I needed my parents.

And I crawled back home

because I wanted
my family back,

and you just acted
like it never happened.

You didn'’t even apologize!
Still!

[knock on door]

Hey.

Jorge, a suspect
was just arrested

for beating up a drag queen,
and his description

matches one of the guys
that attacked you.

You gotta come to the station

tomorrow first thing
to I.D. him.

-I'’m coming with you.
-No.

I'’m fine on my own.

I know it'’s unorthodox.

But it is still Guy'’s
original design, and we just...

we took a few liberties
based on what Casey wanted.

It was Katy'’s vision.

The hidden underbelly
of a dress.

Very on theme.

I get the significance.

And Katy, I think it'’s...

brilliant.

Butit only fixes
half our problem.

Guy needs to walk Casey
down the red carpet,

and he'’s still
nowhere to be found.

It'’s the Meta Gala.
He can'’t just miss it.

You don'’t know my brother.

[door buzzes]

Another day,
another homophobe, eh?

I'’m sorry that wasn't our guy,
Jorge.

Twelve o'’clock.

[gasps] No, no, no, no!

Why did I put on
his sweatshirt again?

You look good.

[Jorge inhales]

-Bernardo.
-Hey, Jorge. Was it him?

[pained grunt] No.

How are you?

Well, our attacker'’s
still on the streets,

so, you know, been better.

Yeah. I'’ve been better too.

Can we go somewhere and talk?

[officer]
All right, sit down, sir.

[Guy] What Zara does
to designers is criminal!

-[officer] Sir, sit down.
-[Guy] Put themin handcuffs!

Ohh! I cannot feel my legs.

It has been a week.

And you have done
all of the heavy lifting

so I could deal with this
whole Guy mess.

-[phone buzzing]
-[sighs]

-Hey, Jorge.
-[Jorge] Katy, girl, you will
not believe who'’s here

at the 35th precinct,
day-drunk in a turtleneck!

Jorge, you are a lifesaver.
Thank you!

-[phone beeps]
-[Katy] I gotta go.

I'’m sorry, but just
call me if you need me.

Aaah! Slow your roll!

I cannot have you
going to the Meta Gala

looking like young Cosette.

Here.

[Katy gasps]

I don'’t know what to say.

Well, just call me your
fairy godmother.

-Bye!
-Oh.

-Thank you!
-You'’re welcome.

How'’s Buzz?

I went to the park
to surprise you,

but you were jogging with him.

Thanks.

I'’m so sorry, Jorge.

We hung out a few times,
that'’s it.

Whatever. It'’s--it's fine.

-Why do you always do that?
-What?

Pretend like you'’re not hurt.

I think I'’m just so scared
of being abandoned again,

that I...

either cling too tight,

or self-sabotage.

I won'’t abandon you, Jorge.

I want to start fresh.

I can'’t.

I can'’t keep finding ways
of hiding from my feelings.

I have a lot to work through.

And...

I think I need to do it alone.

Okay.

Well...

if you ever change your mind...

you know where to find me.

[kisses]

-[police radio chatter]
-[phones ringing]

Guy! Oh, thank God.

Coffee, egg-and-cheese
sandwich. Hangover cure-all.

And if we leave right now,
we'’ll have just enough time

to get you in your tux and
on that red carpet. Let'’s go!

I'’m not going to
the Meta Gala, Katy.

I didn'’t make Casey Wilson
her dress.

That'’s okay, because I...

cobbled something together
for Casey using your dress.

I do not need you
to rescue me, Katy.

Really? Because you are
sitting in the police station

on the day of the Meta Gala.

And I definitely don'’t need
a lecture from my apprentice.

This apprentice saved your ass!

Guy, I would do anything
to have what you have.

I have dreamt of showing
my work at the Meta Gala

since I could thread a needle.

But now, I'’ll
never make it there

because I can'’t even
get into Parsons.

"Dear Katy Keene,
we regret to inform you

that you are not good enough."

Tell me what it'’s like
to be so successful

that you can just
shrug your shoulders

and you can skip the Meta Gala.

That kind of privilege,
that must be really nice.

[shaky breath]

[exhales, sniffles]

You know what? Do whatever.

I, for one,
I refuse to drag you

to a gala
kicking and screaming.

You have got two legs,
so you can get yourself there.

[orchestral music playing]

[takes deep breath]

[Casey]
I never knew
I could love a dress

more than my own children.

I'’m literally
never taking this off.

I'’ve gotta tell Guy.

Where is Guy?
Is he mad at me?

No, he is not mad,
he'’s just getting cleaned up.

Wanna take a look?

-[camera shutters clicking]
-[chatter]

Enjoy. Stay hydrated.

-What is this Pepper Plant?
-That'’s a good question.

-Hmm.
-[Pepper laughs]

No idea who that is.

Look out for the Hannah House
coming soon to Nolita.

Nolita? [laughs]

That'’s quite the soundbite.

Quite the role reversal.

Suddenly, I'’m the star player

and you'’re passing out
the Gatorade.

How on earth
did you snag an invite?

One of your contacts,
Nina Garcia.

She sponsors the event.

I was calling on behalf
of Busy Philips,

who was calling on behalf
of Michelle Williams.

Well, I am equal parts
impressed...

and exhausted.
What are we doing, Hannah?

I don'’t know about you,
but I'’m getting sweet revenge.

We need to bury the hatchet
eventually,

or at least go get a drink
and chat about it.

I guess we could have a drink.

You look dashing, by the way.

As dashing as
the first day I met you.

Casey, they'’re asking for you.

We can'’t stall any longer,
it'’s now or never.

Wait, I can'’t walk without Guy.

It'’s as much his moment
as it is mine.

My brother would want you to
have this, with or without him.

Okay, fine. Let'’s--
let'’s break with tradition

and just upset
the fashion gods.

Who'’s gonna help me
with my train?

You'’re up, Katy Keene.

Are they gonna like it?

Yes. They are going to love it.

I cannot wait for everyone
to see you.

The real you.

Thank you.

[Katy]
Okay.

[Casey]
Guy!

-What the hell? Your eye!
-Consider it on theme.

-Shall we?
-Okay.

It'’s a beautiful dress.

[man] What a lovely gown!

[enthusiastic chatter]

[KO]
Katy.

[gasps] You'’re here!

Oh! The tux fits.
It looks amazing!

Yeah, it'’s perfect.
Like everything you do.

[scoffs]

Hey, uh, I was an idiot.

I'’m sorry that I punched Guy.

Looks like I gave him
a pretty good shiner, too.

You'’re forgiven.

But do not ever
let that happen again.

I won'’t.

-Did you--?
-No.

That is a Guy LaMontagne
original.

Come on...

that dress has Katy Keene
written all over it.

Your mom would be
so proud of you.

-[Katy laughs] Oh, hi.
-Hi!

Um, you ready?

Yeah.

[man, over radio]
There'’s water everywhere.
Bring a mop.

[reporter]
Xandra, we'’ve heard rumors

that you'’re working on
an album with a girl group.

Is that true?

Actually, I am excited

to officially announce--

[recorded pop music playing]

[music continues]

♪ The beat of my own drum♪

♪ Come take the master class♪

♪ When they say no, no, no♪

♪ I tell '’em yes, I can♪

♪ I follow my own rules♪

♪ I wrote the master plan♪

♪ I'’m feeling royal now♪

♪ Go ahead
and kiss my hand...♪

It'’s okay,
let'’s just go inside.

Those bitches.

♪ ... Kiss my hand♪

♪ My hand♪

♪ Go ahead and kiss my hand♪

♪ If you'’re lookin'
for the boss, I am♪

♪ Go ahead and kiss my hand♪

♪ My hand♪

[cheers and applause]

-[laughing]
-Go!

Guy, a lot of people
are saying your dress

was one of the stand-outs.
How do you feel?

I feel...

grateful and humbled

and like I don'’t deserve
all the credit.

You know, making a dress
like the one Casey wore today,

it takes a village.

Weeks of intense
labor and love.

And I couldn'’t do it
without my sister

or my team of seamstresses.

But...

there is one person
I do want to single out...

and that'’s my apprentice,
Katy Keene.

She'’s the unsung hero
of this dress.

And, uh, if you don'’t
know her name by now,

trust me,

you will one day.

[reporter clamoring]

[woman]
What can you tell me

about the exclusive line you...

♪ You'’re lookin' good ♪

♪ You'’re on fire... ♪

Aw, drowning our sorrows?

[sighs] More like
admitting defeat.

Sit.

Well, you finally bested me.

Congrats.

You win.

Mm! Indulge me, though.

How much did you actually
raise for your Harpy House?

A modest 300K.
But who'’s counting?

Ooh! I'’m thinking...

-St. Lucia.
-Hmm?

Oh, it'’s where
I'’m going to holiday

with my half
of the "modest" 300K.

And we are still married.

Per usual,
you'’re one step behind.

My lawyers have ensured

that you will never
see a dime of mymoney.

And my lawyer,
theSierra McCoy,

has dug up enough dirt
on your corrupt lawyers

to disbar them for life.

When they go down,
so do you.

The money isn'’t worth

the damage that
we'’ll do to each other

if we stay married.

Just for the record,

it was real--

what we had.

We don'’t need to keep
hurting each other.

Well, it wasn'’t all bad.

-The nights in Morocco...
-Mm.

the bottle of Dom we stole

from the now-Duchess of Sussex.

[both laugh]

We had fun.

But I will never forgive you.

[Pepper]
Well...

Take care of yourself,
my darling.

[footsteps approach]

Mom? What are you--

[gasps]
You called my mother?

It was the only way to ensure

that you would stop
tormenting me for good.

Taylor, you are not
supposed to be drinking

on your medication.

I'’m taking you back
to the country house.

Okay.

Casey'’s dress
was fierce as hell.

Not bad for a gutter girl
like yourself, Katy.

Seriously, you killed it.

-[glasses clink]
-Thank you, Amanda.

Mm. Why have we always been
so competitive?

We want different things.

You are destined to be
the next Gloria Grandbilt.

Well, minus the shoulder pads.

Can we actually be friends?

No. Gross.
Don'’t get carried away.

Okay, I'’m gonna go

to the after-parties
with the girls.

My way of thanking them
for their hard work.

-You wanna come?
-No.

I think I'’ll stay here
and clean up.

Okay, nerd.

Suit yourself.

[Josie, on recording]
♪ If you'’re lookin'
for the boss, I am♪

-♪ Kiss my hand♪
-[door opens]

Alexander Cabot?

Who wants to know?

Hannah. Hannah Melvey.

I don'’t have much time.

I'’m on my way out of town,
and my psycho mother

thinks I came in here because
I find the album Bluesoothing.

I do. But it'’s
not why I'’m here.

You mind getting to the point?

There'’s something
you need to know

about Pepper Smith.

[Luisa]
Mateo told me
it wasn'’t the same guy.

I wish it was.

[sighs] Me too, Mami.

There isn'’t a day that goes by
that I don'’t think about

that year that
we kicked you out.

I'’m your mother, and...

I should have protected you.

I should have told you then
what I can tell you now:

whoever you love,
however you dress,

you are my son,
and I accept you completely.

[Jorge sighs]

I just wish Dad
felt the same way.

He has his own ways
of protecting you.

He didn'’t even care if
I moved out of the building.

That'’s not true.

We had to raise the rent
on the other units,

but your father
couldn'’t bear the idea

of you and your friends
leaving,

so we'’ve covered your share
for the last couple of years.

He wants to keep you close.

But the truth is,

business at the bodega
has been slow,

and we'’ve been struggling
with the mortgage.

We can pay more rent. We--
We'’ll pay whatever we owe you.

No. Your father and I

have made a lot of sacrifices

so that you kids
could follow your dreams.

Okay.

Then how about
you help me run lines

for the Hedwigaudition
you circled?

I would love nothing more.

-Whoo! [all laugh]
-[clinking]

I cannot believe
that we pulled that off.

Your friend Pepper is legit.

The Pussycats
are a trending topic?

This feeling-- this--

is something that Xandra
can never take away from us.

-Mm-hmm!
-[glasses clink]

[giggling]

-Josie.
-Hmm?

-We need to talk.
-What is it?

Pepper'’s been lying
to all of us.

Can I help?

What are you doing here?

It'’s your big night.

You should be out there
celebrating.

I tried, but then I realized

the only person I want
to be celebrating with

is... you.

You did rescue me
tonight, Katy.

I'’m so sorry you had to. I...

put you in a terrible position.

Yeah. You did.
Look, I get it.

I have a fear
of rejection, too.

And we all cope with things
in different ways.

I put on a happy face,

and... you don'’t.

And that'’s fine.

But the next time you break,

I cannot be the one
who picks up the pieces.

There won'’t be a next time.

I promise.

You know, I didn'’t
get into Parsons, either.

Seriously?

Truth is...

it is not the end-all, be-all.

Yeah, that'’s
easy for you to say.

[chuckles softly]

What is it gonna take...

for you to stop
doubting yourself, Katy?

You'’re incredibly talented.

You'’re smart, you're...

passionate, you'’re fearless.

You have this way...

of looking at a person...

and bringing out
the best in them.

And that is not something
anyone can teach you.

You have an amazing career
ahead of you.

And, um--

And I just hope
I have a front row seat.

♪ I don'’t like you♪

♪ But I love you♪

♪ Seems that I'’m always♪

♪ Thinkin'’ of you♪

♪ Oh whoa whoa,
you treat me badly♪

♪ I love you madly♪

♪ You really got a hold on me♪

♪ Really got a hold on me♪

♪ You really got a hold on me♪

♪ You really got
a hold on me♪

♪ I love you♪

♪ And all I want you to do♪

♪ Is just hold me, hold me♪

♪ Hold me♪

[orchestral music playing]

[man]
Greg, move your head!