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- Trust me when I say this has been

very disappointing for me.

After all, it is called Ladies First.

So you'd expect that to mean something.

- Mm-hmm. - Well,

maybe Hazel Rachelle meant it to be ironic.

- Wow.

And yet you still have to record an album

with her company, correct?

- Well, I was,

but I have no intention of finishing it.

Hazel Rachelle is a user.

She needed me to build her company.

After that, she was positively cruel.

- Cruel?

I let that woman move into my house

and take her damn milk baths three times a day.

What's cruel is having a permanent milk ring

in your jacuzzi tub.

How can she put me on blast like that?

'Cause she's mad about us?

Come on.

- Babe, usually, I'm the turn the other cheek kind of guy,

but this one right here, baby, you cannot sit this out.

- If I come back at her, then she comes back at me.

And on and on it goes until it blows up

and I'm pulling shrapnel out my wig.

I did that with Derek.

And I-I am not--

I am not making that mistake twice.

- I see your point.

But when you get hit by a bus, you just don't lay there

and keep getting hit by the bus over and over again.

- Can't she see nobody's gonna win at this?

She looks crazy.

And I sunk a shit load of money into a unfinished record

that--that I can't even release.

- Not to mention your Grammy campaign.

- Oh, don't remind me.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Get--come--come on.

Get--get--get up.

Stop it. You hear me? Stop.

You're gonna pull up your fists.

You're gonna ball 'em up really tight.

And you're gonna come out swinging.

- No.

I refuse to take the bait.

I know Regina.

She--she may love drama,

but she's gonna blow off some steam,

and we're gonna be in the back of that car,

headed to the Grammys.

And--and she's gonna be complaining about

not having a vegan option.

It's gonna blow over.

- Okay. - Yeah.

- I mean, if--if that's the way you wanna play it.

- Maybe they--

- It's like I've always said.

Once a Taurus, always a Taurus.

And working with Hazel Rachelle is nothing but bull--

- ♪ Guess I'll test the mood, please just keep me cool ♪

♪ Like the attitude ♪

♪ I get hella rude ♪

♪ Don't get in my way 'cause I'm speeding up the pace ♪

♪ Money where your mouth is and stay up out the lane ♪

- Thank you so much for lunch, Maxine.

I really needed that after that fight with Jacob.

- Well, it did sound pretty bad,

but I don't think you should write him off just yet.

- Mm. - Oh, he seems like

one of the good ones.

Oh, my gosh, I almost forgot to tell you

about my latest project.

- Oh, the one on defending boyfriends

that act like assholes?

- No, the Marshall School on West 118th Street,

the school I went to as a kid.

It is a mess.

It's breaking my heart.

And I've decided to do something about it.

- Maxine, that's incredible.

- Yeah, it's just there's so much red tape

and money to be raised and grants to be written.

- Why don't you ask David?

He ran on an entire public education platform.

He'd be great. - David?

We can use a state senator on our team.

I don't know why I didn't think of him.

Can you please shoot me his contact info?

- Already done. - Thank you.

[phone chimes] - You're welcome.

Oh, yes!

Ugh, finally, something good.

- Well, that's great 'cause I have been waiting

to hit you up to donate to the silent auction for the school.

I take cash, uh, Venmo, Bitcoin, Zelle.

- Oh, this is about the case with Tyrell.

I'm sorry, Max, but I really have to focus on this

right now. - Oh, yeah. No, of course.

I'll put you down for 500. - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, okay, make it 1,000. - Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

- 3,000 it is. Girl, you are so generous.

I will bill you. - Wait.

Wait, what? What just happened?

- Cousin! I did it. I did it.

I finally linked my new Apple Watch

to my new 21 1/2-inch iMac.

I got that hooked up to my iPad,

and I got that hooked up to my iPhone.

So basically, I can write anyplace, anytime,

any platform, so boom. - Okay.

"Hey, Pam," and a whole bunch of other shit

that I don't care about.

Boom. - Okay, come on.

You gotta admit that technology is like magic.

- What--what happened to the magic

of working on the typewriter, like

a knockoff Langston Hughes? What happened to that?

- Mm-mm, Gary Washington used a typewriter.

G.R. Washington, he's gotta stay ahead of the curve.

This thing is like having a personal assistant

all right here.

All right, Siri keeps track of all the things

that I need to remember.

- Oh, you know what? That is a good feature.

Hey, Siri, tell G.R. Washington

to pick up some toilet paper.

- Okay. Added.

- Ah, you see that?

- Nice. [notification chiming]

Oh, look at that.

Oh, that's Siri reminding me

that I got an appointment Friday at 4:00,

so I'll probably be late.

I gotta tell you, Pam, my book is on fire.

It's on fire. - Okay.

Well, I hope you got a water hose--

got a water hose because

I am not available on Friday.

No, come on! Did--did it not remind you

that that's my weekend for my high school

homies girls' trip?

I'll be in New Orleans.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, that's not this weekend.

- No, that is this weekend.

That is this weekend.

You need to fire your little wrist bitch

because Friday morning, I'm out.

- No, no, no. See, no.

If you leave Friday morning,

then there's nobody to pick up the kids Friday afternoon,

which is when I need to be at this meeting.

Okay, come on.

Cousin, it's--it's--it's so important.

The entire marketing department,

they gonna put together a presentation.

I really gotta be at this meeting.

- Hmm, so you saying that your shit

is more important than my shit? - God, no, I'm not saying that.

What I am saying is that my shit is more work shit, okay?

Which kinda takes care of the bills

and your generous salary.

I mean, your shit is more like recreational time shit.

Okay, also still important, but it's more of a choice.

- Okay, let me tell you about my very demanding job

of running this household and taking care of two very active

kids that start 99% of their sentences with,

"Auntie Pam, can I-- Auntie Pam, I want--

"Auntie Pam, I want--

Auntie Pam, Auntie Pam, Auntie Pam."

- Yeah, like, 65% I could believe, but--

- Okay, you know what's worse is my employer,

the YA author whose head is growing so big,

I'm surprised that he can walk upright,

forgot that I don't work weekends,

but I have for the last three. - No.

Now, see, one of those weekends was when

I went away to visit Bree. - You know what?

- That shouldn't count.

- Look, if I was a normal employee,

I would tell said employer to fuck off.

- Oh. - But he is my cousin,

and I love his kids.

And I really wanted to taste that good wine

that his wife hid in the hall closet, so I agree.

- Okay. Okay, can I say something?

I hear you.

I appreciate you, okay?

So what if--and hear me out-- I just--

I pay to change your ticket, and then you just meet

your girls a few hours later.

I'll even upgrade you to economy plus.

Come on. That's on me. - Gary.

- Hmm. - This is not about money.

No.

What this is about, brother, is respect.

- Respect? - Yes.

I respect your time, but you don't respect mine.

So I'm going to pack. Move.

- I respect your-- - No.

- Come--please.

Okay, um, what if we do--

what if we do business class?

Okay, how about first class

and then I just give you the whole week off?

[calming string music]

♪ ♪

- Hazel?

What are you doing here? - I'm looking for Regina.

This is her place, ain't it?

- Yes, but I don't remember her inviting you.

Well, actually, I am Regina's new manager.

- Manager? [chuckles]

Last I checked, you worked at FAI.

- Well, I started my own management firm,

with Regina being my first and, of course,

most important client.

- The same Regina Crowell that I practically

begged you to sign?

- Well, exactly the reason why I left.

See, they didn't share the vision.

- Oh, so you didn't think it was risky for her

to be in the middle of a-- mmm, media storm?

- Lucky for her, people love an artist

that have been mistreated. - [scoffs]

- But I think you're the one who should be looking

for a root cellar to hide in.

- Where is Regina?

- She's with Serafina, her spiritual counselor,

and she cannot be disturbed.

- Do I need to remind you that Regina's contract

with Ladies First is ironclad?

- See, that's one of the advantages

of having worked at FAI.

I understand the ins and outs of their contract.

I don't think it'll be a problem.

- Regina is my artist,

and she's signed to my label.

And if she tries to go anywhere else,

I will keep her so tied up in court

that she'll be lucky to release a TikTok video.

- Good luck with that, booboo.

- [scoffs]

You don't know who you fucking with.

- Feisty.

[light jazzy music]

♪ ♪

- David. - Hey.

- Hi. Thank you for coming.

Um, I took the liberty of ordering a bourbon

and a couple appetizers.

I find for a big ask, it's better to have a full stomach.

- Yeah, I was surprised you wanted to get together.

- Well, I was talking to Jayla about a project I'm working on,

and she thought you might be interested in helping.

- Well, do I get the free lunch either way?

- Lunch, yes.

But dessert, there's strings.

- Oh. - [laughs]

- Technically, you do know

you're bribing a public official.

- With lunch?

Damn, I could have saved myself thousands of dollars.

- I didn't hear that. - And I didn't say it.

[laughter]

Oh, thank you so much.

- Oh, thank you. - Of course. My pleasure.

- Cheers. - Yes.

- Mmm. - Mm.

Oh. - So...

you like kids, right?

- Well, I had one about 18 years ago,

but the jury's still out. [laughs]

- Okay, I am spearheading a group

to raise private funds to resurrect the Marshall School.

- Oh, on, uh, 118th? - Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, yup, that--that's definitely a school

that's seen better days. - Yeah, I know.

I went there as a kid.

Wouldn't walk in there now without a hazmat suit.

I mean, a designer one, of course.

We are planning to do a silent auction.

If we can raise a million dollars,

then we can get a matching fund--

- Through the CARES Act,

and then file for a foundation aid

community schools grant. - Mm-hmm.

- It sounds like you've got a great plan.

- Well, I would love to add your name

to the event committee.

Having a state senator on our roster

would be a great win for us.

And I promise a minimal commitment on your part.

You do the talking.

I'll pick the pockets.

Come to the auction.

- Oh, Maxine, I don't know.

Since Ari passed, I've been keeping a low profile.

- Okay.

What if I pick you up in my town car?

And you just show up looking all stately and important.

And I won't even hit you up for a donation.

But that doesn't preclude you from asking me

to make a contribution to your re-election campaign.

- Okay, what is it with you and bribery?

- I don't know.

It's hard to give up something that works.

[laughter] - Clearly. Yes, I see that.

No, the thing is, you said I'd do the talking.

I'm no good at small talk anymore.

It's--it's like I run out of words.

And if someone asks about Ari, I just freeze up.

- But you wouldn't be making small talk.

You'd be making money for a really good cause,

advocating for something that I know you believe in.

David, please.

♪ ♪

- Okay, this fucking lunch better be good.

[laughter] - It will be, I promise.

Ah, and look at this. Perfect timing.

- Oh, here it is. - Thank you.

- Oh, thank you.

[upbeat percussive music]

Well, cheers to us.

- Cheers to us.

♪ ♪

- Of course, with the paperback release,

we'll be marketing directly to your qualified leads...

- [whispering] Okay, you guys are doing a great job.

[chuckles] Okay, suck it, Pam.

- [clears throat]

Meaning those readers who fit both

the demographics and the psychographics

of your target audience.

In other words--

- Daddy, is--is Suriname in Central America

or South America?

- Okay, first of all, you know we don't interrupt

people when they're talking.

Second of all, what do we do

when we have questions like that?

- Ask you.

- No, you don't-- you don't ask me.

You get the iPad and you go where?

- Fact Monster? - That's right.

Psychographics, I'm with you.

Go ahead, Martin.

- So, uh, in preparation for the launch,

we will be distributing ARCs, advanced reading copies.

- What? Okay.

- Also, updating your social media profiles.

You haven't posted anything in a while.

- I haven't. - I finished!

You know, I got locked out of my--

- What can I do now? - Uh, well,

we can--we can let Mr. Martin finish talking

about Daddy's book, okay? Oh, you know what?

Why don't you read your book? Where's your book?

- I think I left it in the car. - You left it in the car?

I specifically said it's a library book.

It's your responsibility to-- - Can we go now?

I'm bored. - You're bored?

Okay, you know what? It's okay.

Everything's okay. Daddy's got snacks.

So this is what we'll do.

Got you a juice box. There.

Got you one. We are good.

- Uh, if you need to postpone--

- Mm-mm, I don't need to postpone anything.

I'm ready to go. They got snacks.

Let's do this, Martin.

- Uh, now, as far as promotional materials,

we have some new ideas for the cover of the paperback

with "Kamaria." - Oh, my goodness.

Look at Daddy. Can you see that?

- I wanna see. - I wanna see too.

- No, no, no. No. No, we can't do that.

No. No, you're gonna rip it.

Let--let go. It's okay.

It's okay. It's-- - Ollie spilled the juice!

- I did not! - No, no, no. No, no, no.

- You spilled it!

- Guys, don't wanna play the blame game.

Okay, can I get some paper towels?

Or maybe, like, a little-- a little mop would be ideal.

Oh, thank you very much. And you know what?

We're just gonna put our homework away.

And here, I brought the iPad. - I get to pick!

- And let's get back to business.

All right. - Let it go!

- Give it back! - Hey, hey, hey!

- No running in here, please. - Come on, no running.

Okay. Hey, hey, hey!

Did you hear Mr. Martin? No running!

No run--hey, everybody just sit down!

- iPad. - No, no, no, not you guys.

You guys can sit or--or stand.

Whatever you wanna do is fine.

Imani, guys, guys--

- Maybe it would be better to finish this another time.

- [chuckling] It might be. It might be.

I-I don't know what's gotten into them.

They're usually-- they're not like this.

- Sure. - Do you--do you have kids?

- No. - No? Okay, good. Don't.

And don't trust your cousins either because

they will stab you in the back.

Uh, I'm gonna take this, if that's cool.

- Of course. - Thank you.

I love this picture of me. Come on, let's go.

We gotta go. We gotta go.

- Yay! - Yay!

- No, don't yay at that. That's not a good thing.

- Yay! - I'm sorry.

- Bye. - Good day. Good day.

- Adios. - All right, thank you

very much for everything. - Oh.

- See ya, wouldn't wanna be ya. - Awesome job.

- My pleasure. - The presentation was amazing.

Y'all killed it. Y'all killed it.

- Oh, thank you. - You really did.

Listen, I'll call you. We'll talk about it, okay?

- So glad you liked it.

Anyone else have kids they wanna bring next week?

- All right. So first, with some good news.

The motion Nina's people filed

to throw me off the case, denied.

They couldn't prove conflict of interest.

- Oh, that's a relief.

I'm running out of ex-wives to defend me, so--

- Okay, but don't think they're not gonna continue

to look for every rock they can turn over

for more ammunition.

So I'ma ask you this one time,

is there any more rocks I need to know about?

- Only the ones you always told me was in my head.

And they still there, trust me.

- I trust you.

And, um,

off the clock for a minute?

I wanna apologize for the drama the other night with Jacob.

- Actually, um,

I wanted to apologize to you for that.

- You as in Jayla, your ex-wife you?

- Yeah, you, Jayla.

I-I didn't respect your boundaries

and showing up to your house unannounced.

So I'm sorry.

- Wow.

Uh--

you really have changed because I don't recall you

ever apologizing for anything.

- Look, um, I've made plenty of mistakes in my life.

But there's a lot that I really wish I could do over.

♪ ♪

- Tyrell, I'm flattered, but I'm not trying to go back to--

- Damn, me neither.

What do you--what?

Did--um, I said that a little too fast.

- Yeah, that was super fast.

- Look, Jayla, you--you know that you my first true love.

That's never been in question.

Now is just a different time.

Different man.

I was young. I was cocky.

I was in them streets.

- Yeah, we all made mistakes, though.

- Let's just say that you grew up faster than me.

- You're right.

- I really thought that this time around,

that I was gonna be able to make this marriage work.

- Maybe it's not too late.

- Um, you do know that your business gets paid

based on my settlement, right?

Not trying to talk me out of my divorce.

- Okay, can you not tell me about my job?

- I'm just saying, like--

- Okay, let's just get back on the clock.

According to some recent intel,

Nina incorporated her company

before she filed for legal separation.

That means you're entitled to 50% of her company

or the valuation of the business.

- No shit?

- So she's either gonna have to buy you out,

or we can use it as a bargaining chip

to stop her from producing her bootleg sneaker cleaner.

- Damn, girl, you really do know your job, don't you?

- Yeah.

I'm sure she'll fold in court,

and so we'll be able to settle.

It's a win-win for the both of us.

You ready to go full throttle?

- Pedal to the metal, girl.

What you talkin' 'bout? - Okay.

- "Fast and Furious." Call me Vin Diesel.

Let's go! - Okay.

'Cause I ain't gonna slow up.

- Pam, where is the present for Audrey's birthday party?

- You mean the one I bought and wrapped? That one?

You're disturbing my all-you-can-eat brunch

for that? - See, Bree,

she usually keeps it right here

under the coat rack.

- Well, that's just stupid.

It's gonna get lost under all the junk.

- Hey, it's lost right now!

[knocking on door]

- So unorganized.

I swear, I-I would never let her perform surgery

on me, ever.

She probably would leave a sponge inside of me

because she couldn't figure out where to put it.

- Pam, where's the gift?

- Third bookshelf on the left.

- My God, was that so hard?

- Not for me.

- The nerve of that pigheaded woman.

Do you hear that?

I swear to God-- like we work Pam so hard.

Man, I'm telling you, I'm starting to think

Bree was right. - Oh, I don't know.

I mean, she seems pretty committed to me.

- Okay, you--you--you doing that thing.

- What? - Don't do that.

You're taking her side.

- No, I'm not taking her side. I am Switzerland.

I just keep my head down and produce delicious chocolates.

- Okay. Uh... [both chuckling]

- Oh, uh, I'm here to pick up the books,

the ones you told Maxine you'd donate to the silent auction.

Yeah. - That's right.

I got 'em right over here, unless Pam moved 'em.

Come on. Yup, here we go. - Pam did not move 'em.

- Here we go. Check it out.

Three copies of "Legend of Kamaria" for you,

all signed and ready to go.

Those should bring in some big bucks.

But if they don't, feel free to lie to me.

Um, real quick, I didn't realize

that you and Maxine were tight.

- No-- I've actually met her a few times.

But, you know, she needed a senator, and I needed a cause.

- Right, right, right, right, right.

You sure?

Because as I understand it, Maxine, you know,

a straight divorcee is-- she's a bit of a player.

- Nah, nah.

Though she may have been just a tiny bit flirty.

- Tiny bit flirty? - Tiny bit.

- All right, well, you do know

you are what single ladies call a catch.

So just, you know, get ready.

- Uh, oh, no.

I-I am not ready for that kinda action.

No. [phone buzzing]

- Well, you better get ready 'cause--oh, shit!

- What's up? - Uh, I gotta take this.

- Pam? - Yeah.

- Some good news? - No, no, no. Hello?

Yeah, listen, listen.

Uh, Ro--Robert, before you say anything, man, I--

see, my nanny, okay, she went to New Orleans on me

and--are you serious?

No, it--it's just because it was such

a terrible meeting and my--you know, my kids--

Oh, my God, yes.

Okay. Okay. Thank you.

No, yes.

We'll talk next week.

All right, thank you.

Thank you so much.

Oh, my God.

My sweet, sweet, sweet cousin Pam.

- The pigheaded one that Bree was right about?

- Yes, so the pigheaded one, because of her,

I had to take the kids to, uh, a huge meeting.

Total disaster, right?

And so the marketing director,

he calls and tells my editor.

And then my editor is like, "You know what?

I think that would be a great scene in a book."

And then I guess he starts thinking that the whole thing

could be a book, like a memoir

about me trying to be a writer

and taking care of my kids.

Dude, I just got another book!

- I-I knew you were gonna-- I knew you

were gonna say another book.

Come on. - Just like that!

♪ ♪

- Oh, look at this.

Christopher John Rogers, Sergio Hudson,

and--oh my, this is--

are you kidding me?

Shan Keith?

This is insane.

This is, like, the who's who of Black designers.

They just send you these?

- Yeah, technically, they want you to send them back,

but I never do.

Everybody wants you to wear their stuff at the Grammys.

- I tell you, could you imagine me in this?

I'd be like the Black Angelina Jolie.

- You know, I don't--I don't even think I'm gonna go.

Nobody's gonna talk to me about my dress.

They just wanna talk about Regina.

- Okay, what's the 911?

Is this a designer gown emergency?

- Oh, thank God you're here.

I need some advice. - Okay.

Um, go with that one.

It's giving me Black Angelina Jolie vibes.

- Right?

Right?

I'm about to try this on.

- I like her.

Hazel, what's wrong?

- Regina is refusing to--to finish her album.

And--and what's worse is that she's trying

to destroy my reputation.

Not only mine, but Ladies First.

You're a lawyer.

So?

- I'm a divorce lawyer.

If you wanna talk about equitable divisions

of properties, handling assets,

or joint custody of a beagle,

then I got you, but--

- No, you have dealt with high-profile beefs before.

- True.

All right, well, Regina's controlling

the narrative right now.

And you need to get ahead of it.

She's spewing all these hateful lies.

And if you don't fight back, lies become the truth.

- Well, Khalil did say that.

But it sounds way more convincing coming from someone

who makes $300 an hour.

- 500, but who's counting?

- She's just pretending that this is all about business,

but it's not.

It's about Khalil.

I mean, I had him first.

She won't even talk to me.

- And Jacob's not talking to me either.

- Hazel, you're definitely gonna wanna see this.

It's an exposé on The Skinny. - [gasps]

- Since Grammy nominee Regina Crowell's defection

from Ladies First, others have come forward

to tell their own stories,

like TikTok artist Zuki.

- She couldn't even sing on key.

I told her, "Come back when you're ready."

- Of course, Rachelle is no stranger

to issues with management.

Here's how she took care of

her former manager/ex-husbandDerek.

Maybe Crowell should take a page from Rachelle's playbook.

- Where the hell did they get that?

- So that's your ex?

He's handsome.

- Hazel, if you wanna save Ladies First,

you need to take control.

Now.

[dramatic music]

- I'm not only gonna take control,

I'm gonna shut this shit down!

- Hazel, I am so delighted

that you decided to come on and give us your point of view.

- Oh, well, Angela,

you know I have the deepest love

and respect for Regina,

as an artist and a person.

this is all a big misunderstanding,

which, um, no offense,

has been blown out of proportion

by the media.

- Well, Regina has said, and I quote,

"Hazel has no intention of putting ladies first

and more about putting Hazel Rachelle first."

Which is why she has no intention

of completing her work with you.

- Well, that's a shame

because anybody that knows me

knows that I am all about female empowerment,

which is exactly why

I brought a super talented artist

like Regina out of obscurity

and back into the spotlight.

- Well, how empowering is it for you

as a woman who is the head of your own label,

yet you're sleeping with one of your producers?

- Angela--

- The name that I have is Khalil Bertran.

Or is that just a nasty little rumor?

- Angela? - Now, how do you prioritize

when it comes to your artist or the producer,

who you're sleeping with?

- Angela, Regina Crowell is a Ladies First artist.

And I intend on keeping it that way.

- Well, how do you intend to make--

- I am fully committed to finishing her album

when--whenever she's ready.

And if you ask someone to express their point of view,

for God's sake, let them give it.

Thank you so much for stopping by.

- Uh, this is my show, so you don't get to end my show.

- I said you're dismissed.

- ♪ Baby, when you say my name ♪

♪ Sit back, sips on Chardonnay ♪

- [laughing] Oh, my gosh.

Dennis, quick, step on the gas before people sober up

and start asking for their money back.

- Yeah, especially as much as they gave.

1.3 million?

Unbelievable.

How did you do that? - I don't know.

Uh, we should celebrate, though.

- Yes. - I mean, you know,

I guess it was reasoning

and--and flattery and, you know,

maybe a couple hand jobs.

I'm kidding. - [laughing] Oh, yeah.

- But what about you, sir?

You certainly know how to work a room.

Are you sure that you wanna abandon this U.S. Senate race?

- You know, I don't know.

In Albany, I never feel as if I actually

see anything get done. But tonight?

Oh, tonight, I got to talk about kids

and the importance of public education.

People seemed genuinely excited.

And--and you already know the money kept rolling in.

It just-- [cork pops]

Oh.

- I think that people can see your passion.

David, you are very persuasive.

- Oh, I feel so energized.

Ugh, I haven't had a night like this in a long time.

Thank you for including me.

- Well, you were certainly worth the Caesar salad.

- [chuckles]

You know, I didn't even freak out

when people asked about Ari.

Usually, it sends me down this spiral.

- Okay.

Survivor's guilt...

is a bitch.

And as much as you may want to change things,

paradoxically, you can look back,

but you can only move forward.

[smooth R&B music]

- Yeah, I guess that's true.

- Listen, I never in a million years imagined

I would get a divorce, you know?

And I felt like an idiot when I caught him cheating on me.

But now, after I licked my wounds

and busted out a couple of Tesla windows with a hammer...

[laughter]

I had to accept it.

So cheers

to new beginnings.

- I will definitely drink to that.

- Ooh. - Oh!

- Oh. Oh!

- Oh, no. - Oh, boy! Okay.

- Oh, that is-- wasn't ready for that.

Here, I'll--I'll help you out. - Oh, thank you. Thank you.

And I have some right here too. - Oh, you do.

- It's everywhere. - Yeah, I know it's everywhere.

[R&B music]

♪ ♪

- I'm--I'm sorry about that, Miss Hart.

♪ ♪

- Uh, I-I-I think I'm gonna get out here.

Uh, could you please pull over?

- ♪ Lay it down right ♪

♪ I can show you how ♪

♪ How to make it all right ♪

- I'm sorry, David. - Don't worry.

Don't worry. It's all good, uh, really.

It's just--

I just need to walk.

- ♪ Baby, like, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Darling ♪

- ♪ Stronger than ever when we're together ♪

[singer vocalizing]

♪ ♪

- All right, so--so these are gonna be Daddy's special eggs.

So I put the little seasoning salt in there.

I know how much you like that, huh?

I'm gonna do the--

- If someone else is cooking breakfast,

I must be at the wrong house.

- Hi, Auntie Pam. - Auntie Pam's here.

- Okay, let me check everything.

Let me check your limbs, make sure you got two arms,

you got all your limbs.

Okay, everybody is good.

So I guess the weekend wasn't a disaster, after all.

- Nope.

We went to Daddy's big meeting,

and Ollie spilled juice all over the pictures.

And Daddy tried to clean it, but he just made it worse.

- I didn't spill it. You did.

- Oh, I-I cannot wait to hear this story, you guys.

Can you go upstairs?

And I'll be up in a minute with the presents

I bought you from New Orleans. - Okay.

- Yes. - Okay, just--just walk.

You don't have to run. Just--

- So you wanna talk about it?

- Nope. - [chuckles]

- It was not my finest hour, but, uh, it worked out.

Are you hungry? 'Cause I got some pancakes.

I was gonna scramble some eggs.

- Mm-mm.

They look like massacred eggs, not scrambled.

- Wow, really? - Give me that.

- Okay. You see?

This is how it happens. Right here.

You know, you spoil me with the--the food

and then the kids.

Forgot how hard it was to take care of these kids alone.

You make it look so effortless.

- I scream a lot in the shower.

- No shit.

I thought we just kept running out of hot water.

[laughter]

So, uh, listen, cousin, I-- uh,

I just wanna apologize

because you were right.

You deserved your time off, and I was definitely

taking you for granted.

- Hmm.

And I shouldn't have left you in a lurch like that.

I-I didn't even enjoy New Orleans.

I basically slept the whole weekend.

- Wow. Can't imagine how nice that was.

- Yeah, it was pretty nice.

So, cousin... - Hmm.

- Now, you know I love the kids.

- Yeah.

- But if I'm being honest and being truthful,

I think I'm getting too old to do this full time.

I would love to go back to just being cousins.

- Okay, yeah. - Is that okay?

- No, yeah. I'm cool with that.

You got something else lined up?

- Well, you know I always wanted to open a vintage spot.

- Yes. - And I have a storage room

full of stuff. - Okay.

- Well, one of the girls that I went to New Orleans with,

she wants to go in with me on a place.

- Oh, that's dope! - Yeah.

- That's great. Congratulations.

- Thank you. Thank you so much.

- You know, I don't know how we would

have got through this year without your help.

- Yeah, me either.

I don't know how you could have did it.

- Yeah. - Yeah, but, you know,

thank God Bree will be back in a couple of days.

But I will stick around long enough for you

to hire appropriate help.

- Okay. - Because everybody knows

that you are not great at picking nannies.

- Uh, you do know I picked you.

- Well, I mean, except for me.

Yes, cousin Pam. - Yeah, except for you.

I got it right with you. - Yes.

[R&B music]

♪ ♪

- Hey. Um, wait, wait.

Before you slam the door in my face,

I just came to say I'm sorry.

- For?

- Being a dick.

And look, I brought you these.

In case you did try to slam the door in my face,

figured I'd just jam them inside.

- Bringing my favorites is underhanded,

but I'll take 'em.

- So, look, cards on the table,

I was jealous of Tyrell.

I was jealous of what you had together

and thought maybe you wanted to have that again.

- No, Jacob, I I told you I just--

- I know. I know. I know.

But sometimes, love makes people

act really fuckin' stupid.

And I just, um,

I'm sorry.

- Mm.

- Mm?

- You can come in.

Close the door.

♪ ♪

These are nice.

Cards on the table,

I was stupid too.

I was jealous.

I didn't like that Bobbi girl hanging all over you like that.

And then hearing all the stories about Trisha and Paige

and Kim and Kim and Kim.

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

- I think it was just two Kims.

Baby, we all have a past.

But what matters is now.

- Right.

- And I'm not interested in being with any of them

or anyone else, for that matter.

You know why?

'Cause I love you.

- I love you too.

♪ ♪

Mm.

I'm sorry. - I'm sorry too.

And speaking of now,

I brought more for you than just flowers.

- Okay.

- You remember bringing me in on that joint property

valuation for Tyrell's divorce?

- Yeah, I remember.

- Well, I did a deep, deep dive,

and I found something that I think

you're really gonna wanna see.

- What is it?

♪ ♪

Holy shit.

ALL: Free Regina! Free Regina!

She doesn't owe you!

Free Regina! Free Regina!

She doesn't owe you!

Free Regina! Free Regina!

She doesn't owe you!

Free Regina! Free Regina!

- On second thought, just--just take me anyplace but here.

ALL: Free Regina! She doesn't owe you!

Free Regina! Free Regina!

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪

♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪

♪ Held you down, took you from minor to major ♪

♪ You won't admit it ♪

♪ You're the fruits of my labor ♪

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪ - ♪ Number one, yeah ♪

♪ I'm still number one ♪ - ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- ♪ Number one, always be number one ♪

♪ Don't forget it, yeah, I'm still number one ♪

- ♪ Hell yeah ♪

- Hey!

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