Original subtitles

♪ MTV ♪

Previously on All Stars...

Welcome to RuPaul's Secret Rudemption Lip Sync Smackdown!

Ooh. Oh, hell, no.

Ladies, queen by queen, one lip sync at a time,

you can fight your way back into the competition.

I'm gonna eat tonight.

- Oh! - Uh-oh!

Silky Nutmeg Ganache,

for the sixth week in a row, shantay you stay.

I love you, bitch,

but that streak's gonna have to come to an end.

I've made my decision.

Ooh.

Who could it be?

Pblblblblbl.

This some bullshit.

No matter what happens next,

I need you to hear this.

You've already made Drag Raceherstory.

Not only do you inspire me,

you inspire the world.

Thank you.

Now, ladies, I've made my decision.

Eureka.

Shantay you stay.

Bitch, you brought it.

Con-drag-ulations.

You are rejoining the competition.

Thank you.

Doctor Reverend Silky Nutmeg Ganache.

From this moment on

there is only one word to describe you.

Legendary!

I love you, baby.

Thank you. I love you. too.

Now sashay away.

I love you so much.

My run on All Stars 6is over.

I feel great, because, bitch,

I thought it was over six episodes ago.

I was so proud of you, and I'm so sorry.

- What you sorry for, bitch? - I know.

Tonight doesn't define me as a failure.

Tonight only celebrates my success.

I got six battles, bitch.

- Six wins. - That's what I like to hear.

I've won six.

Six lip syncs.

Yeah, you're a star.

No one has ever done that.

Damn!

Why you had to fuck it up for me?

Damn!

You sure?

You sure?

Oh, fuck.

Whew, damn.

Outta here!

Eureka, my queen, Rudemption is yours.

I'm gonna work my ass off.

Being eliminated wasn't what I pictured in my mind,

but now I feel like

this is a part of my journey in this competition.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

When a door opens for you, you go in it twirling.

And, bitch, I'm gonna twirl my way

all the way to the end, honey, and snatch the crown.

So watch out.

Watch out!

♪ RuPaul's Drag Race ♪

The winner ofRuPaul's Drag Race All Stars

receives a one-year supply

of Anastasia Beverly Hills cosmetics,

a coveted spot in theDrag Race Hall of Fame,

and a cash prize of $100,000.

With extra-special guest judge Justin Simien.

♪ RuPaul's Drag Race ♪

♪ May the best drag queen win ♪

♪ Best drag queen win ♪

- Ooh! - Hey!

Top four point five.

Top four, top five, or what?

Top four.

Today is gonna be

a very interesting day in the werkroom.

We are one week away from the finale,

and somebody who had already done had herses is coming back.

Whoever it is, bring your ass.

Bitch, you could bring all of 'em back.

I would be ready to go all the way again.

Are y'all, like, really okay with, like,

after all of the endurance and hard work we put in,

making it this far, like, are you...

I'm not okay with it,

but, girl, I don't have a choice.

It is what it is.

Either way it happens, somebody's coming back.

But I don't wanna see either one of them hoes walk in.

Yeah, that's what I saying.

Hello, hello, hello!

Well, hello!

Secret garden.

Okay?

Now, I hope you enjoyed watching our little game within a game,

but by now you must be dying to know

who is returning to the competition.

Not really.

It was a close call,

but the All Star returning to the competition

with her eyes on the prize is...

Come on, bring the bitch in.

Eureka!

Aow, aow, aow, aow, aow, aow, aow!

Hell yes.

She's back!

Eureka's back!

Ooh!

Ooh!

Now, get ready, girls,

'cause she came back with a vengeance, mamá.

All Stars, Eureka's Rudemption victory

means this is still anybody's game to win.

So let the real race continue.

- Ooh! - Ooh!

Now, ladies, during Pride celebrations,

everybody gets to let loose

except for all those hard-working drag queens.

Tea.

So for today's mini-challenge,

you get to kick your heels off

and express yourself in a Pride photo op.

- Ooh! - Okay.

First, using clothing and supplies provided by Levi's,

you need to customize an outfit that is Pride-perfect.

Werk.

Levi's is all about self-expression

and personal style,

so stone 'em, patch 'em,

whatever your creative heart desires.

- Okay! - Aow!

Okay, right. Tea-tea.

You've got 30 minutes to get your drag on.

Ready, set, go.

I don't know about that shirt!

I need some of them patches.

- Y'all just shopping. - Okay?

Come on, Levi's.

Coming through with the big girl sizes.

All right, ladies, time's up.

Time for Pride.

First up, Ginger Minj.

Hey!

Come on, gay Pride!

I feel so proud right now.

You should be proud of all of this.

Oh! Oh! Ooh, honey.

Do you like bears?

Oh, yes.

I'd eat one, but that'd be cannibalism.

Yeah.

I don't think she's a real ginger.

Are my roots showing?

Gimme some!

Uh-huh. I got some Georgia up in this bitch.

Y'all can kiss this.

Ha-ha!

What are you doing down there, girl?

I gotta get it how I can, girl. It's Pride.

Ooh, Punky Brewster and Boy George had a baby.

The Brewster project.

This where the party is?

- Yes, it is. - Come on, parade, hey!

That's right, you thirsty?

It ain't Pride without a drink.

Hey!

- Ooh, yes, girl. - Yes!

Droppin' low on Fifth Avenue.

Ooh, girl. Oh, yes.

Gay by birth, fabulous by choice.

Sparkle, Trinity, sparkle.

Oh, she's posin', she modelin'.

Come on, girl. Hey.

You are born naked, and the rest is public transportation.

Is the bus still running?

Oh, yeah. Oh, she hot.

Yes, mama, yes.

Oh, damn, Miss Thing's stopping traffic.

- She... - That's it, that's it.

Makes me want pancakes.

- Oh, yes, girl. - Aah!

- Oh, yes, mama. - Uh-oh!

There ain't nothing pedestrian about this girl.

Ladies, you all filled me with pride,

but one of you really let your true colors shine.

The winner of today's mini-challenge is...

Kylie Sonique Love.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Con-drag-ulations.

You've won Levi's entire 2021 Pride collection.

- Werk! - Oh!

Oh, my God.

Miss Kylie, could you send me

some free jeans or something, please?

All right, All Stars,

now that you've had a chance to let loose,

it's time to dig deep.

For this week's maxi-challenge, you need to entertain us

with true stories from your life as a drag queen

in a new show we're calling

The Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, and Talent Monologues.

Okay, okay.

#AllStars6.

You'll be judged on your ability to tell a story

that gives us the feels and gives us life.

Now, later today you'll test your material

in front of the insanely talented Alec Mapa.

- Oh, okay! - Oh, werk!

We love it!

And the equally insane and talented Jermaine Fowler...

- Wow. - AKA Miss Mimi Teapot

from RuPaul's Secret Celebrity Drag Race.

- Werk. - Remember her?

All Stars, start your engines,

and may the best drag queen win!

Today's maxi-challenge

is The Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, and Talent Monologue,

which just means cunt.

♪ Eureka, Eureka ♪

We found her!

- Again. - Welcome back.

Welcome back, sis.

Bitch, how does it feel?

I'm not gonna lie, y'all.

Before I came in, I was nervous as fuck.

About how you all were gonna react.

But, like, I love you all and I'm happy to be here.

I'm happy that you get this opportunity

to fight again in this competition,

but don't get too comfortable, bitch.

I know, you ho's gonna vote me right back out, bitch,

if I don't win this challenge.

Mama's got to win this challenge, girl,

so that she can make it to this finale.

Like, I didn't come back to just go home the next day.

And this challenge is right up your alley, girl.

It's talking about yourself.

Trinity, you ain't said nothin'.

Baby? Babe?

Because she don't like it.

My feelings have nothing to do with you.

I'm more nervous for myself,

because if I don't succeed in this,

and when we start weighing the track records

and things of that nature,

if you do better than me, I'm out,

and I was just that close.

I'm very scared, because if you add up everything,

I have the most bottoms.

So I feel like if I don't win,

they're gonna vote me out.

It's fucked up.

I'm not counting myself out.

It's just, you know, you gotta call it what it is.

Hey!

What's the tea? How are you?

It is time for our coaching session

with the lost Jackson brothers, Alec and Jermaine.

No, I'm joking.

Okay, Ra'Jah,

what does your charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent

have to say today?

So as a baby queen, you couldn't tell me

I was not the only piece of tuna to walk in the room.

Right?

Um...

In my head, I was a supermodel

that worked as a go-go dancer.

Um...

Nobody wants to see a performer glued to words.

The most important thing about telling a story

is not what you remember, it's how you feel.

She said you find your, uh... She said you find...

Da, da, da, da, da.

You gotta be in the moment,

and being in your book is not being in the moment.

The show must go on, the crowd goes crazy, finish my number.

Wait right there. Have you done this before?

I've never done anything like this before.

What we wanna see is you connecting with the audience,

and you're naturally funny.

So when you're in your zone, be in your fucking zone.

- Okay. - Okay?

- I can do that. - Okay.

Oh, my God, long time, no see.

I know. So good to see you.

It's been a minute.

Alec Mapa.

He was on RuPaul's Drag RaceSeason 2,

the episode I got sent home, Snatch Game.

Money, honey.

I didn't really feel like

there was any characteristic Gaga-ishness.

So I have to impress this motherfucker

and show that I'm not the same girl from Season 2.

Kylie, are you a storyteller by nature?

As far as, like, storytelling

in front of, like, a big group of people,

I haven't really done that before.

When I was in eighth grade, one of my teachers

kind of embarrassed me in front of the whole class for reading,

and I never wanted to get in front of the class

and speak again.

Yeah, well, we're here to support you,

so be comfortable.

- Yeah. - Okay.

What I wanna share with you guys

is basically the first time I ever really did drag.

Great. Just go for it.

So picture it.

- Uh-huh. - I'm on the edge of 17,

I just got out of military school,

I get home and I run into my friend,

who is the gayest guy you've ever met in your life.

He took me to meet a drag queen in person.

I'm gagged.

For a long time, I didn't know who I was,

and drag changed my life completely,

and this story is about the beginning of that journey.

I used to get in trouble for being super feminine,

and I found a place where I could be celebrated,

and that was my first time in drag.

Oh, my gosh!

- I love that. - That was awesome.

So what you did at the very, very end,

about you getting in trouble for being who you are,

I want you to think about putting that at the beginning.

Because there's a person who you are

at the beginning of the story

and who you are at the end,

and they shouldn't resemble each other.

Take us on that journey.

Okay.

Yay!

Yo!

Whoo! What's up?

Those pants are everything.

You like these things?

Yeah, you are living.

I'm still in my feelings, but Imma push on through,

because monologues are basically a story of yourself

told in a very theatric way.

I can do that.

What kind of story

are you gonna be sharing with us today, Trinity?

Okay, so my story today, I was catfished because of my drag.

I love it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I'm already in this story. Go ahead.

So do you want me to just get into it and feel it?

- Yeah. - So picture it.

Atlanta, February 2020,

and I see this message

from this person named "Anonymous Teddy Bear."

And Anonymous Teddy Bear is saying

that "I need to meet you."

He's like one of those foreign cars

that you know you can't afford and will never be able to drive.

Bitch, I'm excited.

In the first challenge,

I attempted to do stand-up comedy, and it failed.

You gonna have to get the word,

like, uh, summer's, uh... uh...

This challenge isn't exactly stand-up comedy,

but my strategy going into this is to make the judges laugh.

If he is who he is, bitch,

I'm going home with him, I'm telling you now.

And I think I'm doing a great job at it, actually.

Your story's very funny.

Only thing I'll say

is do not speed past the premises and the setups.

You talk fast like me. I talk fast as hell.

But make sure the judges are digesting what you're saying.

Gotcha.

All I can do is excel in this challenge

and fight my way through this.

That's all I got.

- Great job. - Great job.

Great pants, great jacket, great hair.

- All of it's great. - Oh, well, thank you.

- Hello! - Ginger girl!

Hi!

- I like your romper. - Oh, God.

I can't even sit on... I'm too short for the stool.

I'll just... I'll stand.

All right, so you want me just to launch into it?

Yeah.

Hi, I'm Ginger Minj,

and I'm an overweight, asthmatic,

chain-smoking cross-dresser from Orlando, Florida.

I tried my best to fit in with the locals,

but being chubby, gay,

and irrationally obsessed with Tina Turner

before I even hit puberty,

I was like a walking target

in our little Southern Baptist oasis.

Okay, I'm just gonna chime in really, really quick.

It sounds almost pageanty.

- Yeah, okay. Yep. - Do you know?

Kind of almost glib.

Just make it like you're talking to your friends.

Okay.

I don't want it to sound like writing.

Okay.

If somebody speaks

and it sounds like writing,

then you lose me as an audience.

I don't see your vulnerability,

I don't see your authenticity,

and it takes me out of your story.

Does that make sense?

- It makes perfect sense. Yeah. - Yeah.

So my story is called the shitty kitty.

I'm guessing it's a poop story.

How'd you guess?

I don't know. Just a feeling.

So y'all just want me to get into this then?

- Yeah, yeah. - The same way you do it.

I take off running and I leap from the stairs

and I land in a split,

like the flexible fat whore I am.

And as soon as my puswacha hits the ground, I shit myself.

Yes, mama, I shit myself.

I'm fine with the subject matter,

and that's what's wrong with me.

But we have to work our way around Standards and Practices.

That's gonna be her challenge.

She's gonna have to be creative in finding synonyms for ka-ka.

Here's the thing. It's less about the poop

and more about getting over the humiliation and the fear.

Okay, okay.

Yeah. Because listen, this whole story is a metaphor,

not just a funny shit story.

It's deeper than that. Where's the deepness at?

If deep is what we're going for,

maybe this story isn't the right choice.

Shit.

Ugh!

Ooh, come on, let's do this.

♪ Oh, my God ♪

Ooh, it's a good day.

Today we are about to hit the stage

with our Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, And Talent Monologue.

Whew. I ain't gonna lie. I'm a little nervous.

There's only five queens left in this competition,

and we all wanna see ourselves at the finale.

So it's like one slip-up, bitch, and you could be going home.

I'm gonna be like Effy. I'm not going.

What's your story?

It's about my tuck came undone one day.

Oh, okay, okay. Yeah, your tuck.

Yeah, so I thought it was an opportunity

to just, like, have fun.

Yeah.

Mine's my most embarrassing moment in drag ever.

What's your most embarrassing drag moment?

When I pooped myself.

You did not! Dang!

I ate some wrong kind of corndogs, bitch,

and, ooh, bitch.

It has the opportunity to be crass,

so, you know, I just have to edit myself.

I'm freaking out a little bit.

I have worked on my story all night.

I was, like, thinking about changing the story

because I'm, like, getting paranoid and overthinking it.

But I'm also reminding myself that I am the best

when I just do Eureka like Eureka does Eureka.

And that's what I'm gonna do today.

Ooh, bitch, you better not get you no corndogs today, bitch.

- No, ma'am. - That's all I'm saying.

- A live reenactment. - No!

It's a lot of pressure today, because one person will win,

and then we'll all be up for the chopping block.

So it's a lot... It's a lot of pressure.

This is the most paranoid I've been this whole competition.

I think me and Eureka are the ones

that are still kind of, like, not solidified.

And some people are just, like, set in stone.

I don't necessarily agree that anybody's spots are solidified.

I'm emotional. I'm all over the place.

The crown is right there.

I can see the sparkles.

I'm getting so close to possibly winning

that I'm starting to get a little frantic.

And it's not even self-doubt,

it's just, bitch, you actually could possibly do this.

You've done good in the competition.

Like, this is a place

where we should be celebrating and having a good time,

you know, and not being caught up in the what-ifs.

You're right.

You're right. You're right, sis, you're right.

I'm sorry. I'm not trying to...

- No, I get it. - I'm gonna go.

Let me throw this away and put some makeup on.

Yeah, go. Go do what you need to do.

Y'all, we are so close to the crown.

Can you taste it?

This is, like, beyond my wildest dreams

of what I thought was possible from my last experience.

Every time I think about it, it's really emotional for me.

Since you just got so sentimental,

I'm gonna come say a few words to my husband.

Honestly, I'm gonna be real,

like, in a maybe different kind of way,

but, like, even though I know

it's, like, jokingly or whatever,

like, the, like, flirty, like, cute attention that you give me

is actually really special and important to me.

Because, like, I don't get a lot of that attention,

like, out of drag.

And I know it's, like, for fun...

No, you back.

But it has really meant more to me than you know.

You are a very sweet individual.

Like, you're a really nice person,

and you are husband/boyfriend material.

You cuddly and affectionate.

Do I sense a marriage proposal?

Mwah!

Does it strike any of you a little bit differently

that today is gonna be

the last judging decision we have to make?

I feel like this is gonna be

the most nerve-wracking of the season,

because we are now having to determine

who makes it to the finale.

Ooh, tonight's gonna be a doozy.

We are all going to vote on who's going to the finale,

and the competition is so close.

So all it takes is one little slip-up

and I could find all of my hard work tossed out the window.

So I'll be damned if any of these other girls

are gonna out-storytell me today.

One of us in this room is gonna win this whole thing.

Yes, I am. You're so sweet to point that out!

Hey!

♪ Cover girl, put the bass in your walk ♪

♪ Head to toe, let your whole body talk ♪

♪ Cover girl ♪

And what?

Welcome to the main stage of RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars.

Hey, it's Michelle Visage.

Now, Michelle, tell me a story.

Once upon a time, there was this little Black girl

from the Brewster projects.

Oh, I think I'm gonna like this story.

And the rest is history.

That's it!

Style superstar Carson Kressley.

Now, if you don't mind me asking,

how's your charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent?

Oh, gosh, I'm always an eager beaver

when it comes to great entertainment.

Aren't we all?

And the oh-so-prolific writer and director Justin Simien.

So happy you're here.

Oh, my God, this is a dream come Ru, honey.

This week, we challenged our queens

to let their charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent

do the talking.

All Stars, start your engines,

and may the best drag queen win.

RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars presents

The Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, and Talent Monologues.

Our first story is Bamboozled

by Trinity K. Bonet.

This is a story about how drag got me catfished.

Picture it. I'm sitting at home,

minding my grown-ass business on Instagram,

and I get this mysterious message.

"I need to meet you ASAP."

And, damn, he was fine.

So I said you know what?

Send me a video so I know you're real.

He sent the video, he was real, he had my attention.

He said, "Well, I wanna take you out to dinner."

Bitch, I was excited.

I got up, I jumped in the shower, I got to washing.

I put on my soaps, powders, perfumes, all type of shit.

I wanted to smell good

because I finally had a man at me.

I went in, I ordered the wonton soup and some sake.

30 minutes went by, no show, so I gave him a call.

Ring, ring.

Now, the person behind me's phone is ringing,

but I don't think nothin' of it.

Ring, ring. Before I could say a goddamn thing,

the dude from behind me jumps up

and says, "Trinity, please just let me explain."

Uh, sir, you are not the person in the video.

He said, "Well, the person in the video was my roommate."

"Oh, so y'all catfishin'? Okay."

I'm thinking to myself,

"Sir, you could have saved this for DragCon."

He says, "Please just give me a moment to explain myself."

I said, "You know what? Imma give you your moment.

"Could you please bring some more wonton soup and eggrolls?

He paying for it."

He says, "I want you to know you saved my life."

So this young man found out that he was HIV positive, too.

He wanted to take his own life.

Ironically, RuPaul's Drag Race was on his television.

He had never watched it before... the nerve of him...

And the episode happened to be the episode

that I came out about my own status.

For him to see that on television

gave him the courage

to put the safety back on this gun,

because he had somebody right in front of him at that moment

to give him strength.

And he went on to tell me that I was his guardian angel

and I saved his life,

and in that moment I was so proud,

but I had to correct him.

I'm not your guardian angel.

We share a guardian angel,

and that guardian angel name is RuPaul,

Because the very show that you watched

that happened to save your life saved my life as well.

And I want you to know that you are still loved,

you are still adored, and you are still appreciated.

And please have your fine-ass roommate call me.

Thank you.

Up next, First Time, Kylie Sonique Love.

It was a hot summer day in Georgia.

Mama had just picked me up from military school.

She thought I was too feminine.

She wanted to butch me up.

I remember that three-hour drive.

I just looked out of the window and I was thinking,

I can't wait to get home to see my best friend Donald.

Donald was the gayest guy in town.

He was gayer than two guys blowing five guys.

When I got home, there Donald was in my front yard.

He said, "Bitch, I'm gonna take you to the gay club tonight."

So we jumped in the car, we get to this club,

and there's a sign that says,

"Queens Nightlife Lounge and Bar."

So we walk past the pool tables

and there's a room full of drag queens.

Donald said, "You should do a number tonight."

I'm like, "Really?"

He's like, "Yeah, do it."

So I get greeted by the most gorgeous glamazon.

She said, "Miss Thing, if you're gonna be in the show,

you need to be painted."

So she sat me down and she started painting my mug,

and about 45 minute later I went to open my eyes

and this bitch had glued my eyes together.

So after pulling my eyeballs apart,

I hear them saying my name.

Getting ready to go onstage,

there is a blonde wig sitting on the mirror.

So I put on this blonde wig,

and all of a sudden

I get this crazy feeling in my stomach,

bubbly, like champagne on New Year's Eve.

I open up that curtain,

the spotlight hits me, and the crowd goes crazy.

"Okay, white girl."

Money everywhere.

My friend runs up after the number,

picks all my money up.

We run backstage.

He said, "Bitch...

you're paying for my gas tonight."

And I started thinking, this is the first time in my life

I had ever been celebrated for my femininity,

and I loved it so much

that I did that every weekend to this day.

And that was my first time ever performing in drag.

Thank you.

Up next, My Ruby Slippers, by Ginger Minj.

"I was born and raised in Orlando, Florida"

is the lie that I usually tell people,

because I was actually born and raised in Leesburg, Florida,

which is a little Southern Baptist town

about 45 minutes north of Orlando

and about 45 years behind it culturally.

I did my best to make sure I fit in with the locals,

but they took every opportunity they could

to remind me I was different.

I just didn't know how different I was.

I didn't know why I was so obsessed

with my mama's makeup...

and her shoes.

I also happened to be really obsessed

with The Wizard of Oz around this time,

particularly the Wicked Witch of the East.

You remember her. She had the striped socks,

the fabulous footwear,

struck down in her prime by some country bumpkin bitch

who stole her shoes and killed her sister? Her.

Every time my mama would go to work,

I would sneak into her closet,

slip on her little bright red pumps,

and I would pay tribute to my fallen diva.

Well, one day I guess I got a little caught up in the moment

and I lost track of time,

and while I was playing I turned around,

and I saw my daddy standing there in the door to the closet

just staring at me.

He didn't say anything.

He just shook his head and walked away,

and I was devastated.

Later that night, I tried to smile my way through dinner,

but I guess I wasn't a very convincing actor.

My mama looked across the table at me

and she said, "Now, Joshua,

"I have had just about enough of that attitude.

I'm gonna need to see you in the bedroom right now."

Oh, shit.

So I get up, I follow my mama to the bedroom,

I close the door, and just as I'm turning around to apologize,

I see my mama standing there holding a little box

wrapped in yellow brick road wrapping paper.

She said, "I promise, with these,

you'll always be able to walk with your head held high."

So I ripped open the box, I threw the paper everywhere,

and there they were, my ruby slippers.

They looked nothing like the ones from the movie.

They were more of an orangey hard plastic slingback

with little specks of silver glitter

and a nice little plastic bow hot-glued to the peep toe,

ooh, and a chunky half-inch heel.

They were hideous, but I loved 'em.

I slipped 'em on my feet,

and I could feel their magic

running from the tips of my toes to the top of my head,

and all of a sudden it didn't matter

when people called me a sissy because...

I felt powerful.

So I guess you could say my first time in drag

was a little "out of the box,"

but it does prove that one pair of shoes

can change your entire life.

Ginger is slaying the house down.

But I need to be better.

I have to be better than all these queens

if I wanna stay here.

Welcome back

to The Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, and Talent Monologues.

Up next, Bunny Tail by Ra'Jah O'Hara.

As a baby drag queen,

you couldn't tell me I was not the stinky tea.

See, in my mind

I was a supermodel that worked as a go-go dancer.

You know, very Naomi Campbell-tese.

But in actuality I was serving baseball bat in a wig.

See, I...

thought I was serving, girl.

So after tipping around the club a few weeks,

the show director approached me

and asked me if I was interested in doing a show.

Of course I will!

What did I just agree to?

Next thing I know, it is show day,

so I go to the dressing room.

I'm in the mirror, feeling my zhuzh,

and one of the queens looked at me and said,

"You not gonna fix that down there?"

Ooh! Face cracked.

She said, "Baby, put your berries in the socket,

"pull the banana back,

get you three pieces of tape, V formation."

Okay, I can do that.

Crrrk!

Ooh!

Is it supposed to feel like this?

Next thing I know, the deejay is calling my name.

"Bringing to the stage Miss Victoria Lee Mack."

That was my name when I first started,

but that's a story for another day.

I instantly fell into my groove.

I kick, split, dip, and, ooh, on the way up,

I feel a slip.

Oh, my God.

There's a mirror behind the stage,

so I catch a glimpse of myself in that mirror,

and all I could see

was the back of the tape wagging like bunny tails.

Oh, my God, I hope the audience is not clocking this,

but the show must go on.

So I'm continuing my number, trying to keep it cute,

and aah, aah!

My charisma, uniqueness, nerve, and talent

had fell out all over the stage, girl.

So I had no other choice

but to stop, cross my legs real quick, and pray.

Somebody heard my prayers, because next thing I know

my good sister is running with the skirt

that I wore into the club.

Whew, now it's back on.

I finish off my number. Bloo! Thank you.

Oh, moral to the story:

do not use masking tape to tuck, honey!

And if you do, keep it tight, keep it right,

and keep the show moving along.

Thank you!

And finally, A Benefit for Boom Boomby Eureka.

Now, my story's a little different.

I'm gonna tell y'all

about the most embarrassing moment I ever had in drag,

and it starts with me getting this gig

for a benefit show for Boom Boom,

where I was getting paid $150.

Now, then, that was money, honey,

because mama had bills to pay,

and my home bar only paid me $13.33 a night.

Yeah, that's called sex without lube. It hurts.

Now, on my way,

I decided to pick up my drag daughter, Anna Tomical.

Now, Anna's that kind of daughter

that all you gotta do is feed her

and give her a cocktail at the club,

and she'll zip me up in those parachutes

I was passing as catsuits back then.

Now, I'm clearly hungover from the night before,

so I stop at a gas station to get me some corndogs.

Four corndogs in,

I realize that these are cheesy jalapeno corndogs.

Yeah, and for a big girl with IBS, that's not great news.

So I do the benefit show, I've survived, honey,

but my stomach is a-rumblin', girl.

Grr-rr-rr-rr.

Well, the owner walks up, honey.

He is country as fried tomatoes.

"Hey, Eureka, if I throw you another $100,

you wanna do the evening show, too?"

Well, does a bear shit in the woods?

Heck, yeah.

So I'm beelining to the bathroom.

Well, guess what?

The host for the evening show decides to stop me.

She goes, "Eureka, you've gotta open the show."

I said, "No, I'm not, girl. Gotta go to the bathroom."

She said, "Well, if you wanna get paid,

you're opening the show."

Ugh. I run to the dressing room to get ready,

and they're calling me on stage.

"The biggest drag queen in captivity, Eureka!"

I step into the spotlight.

My stomach's a-gurgling.

Grr-rr-rr-rr.

So I'm kicking and I'm twirling and I'm splitting,

my stomach's hurting, I'm picking cabbage,

I'm kicking, I'm twirling, I'm spliting, and boom.

The number's over, I survive it.

So I start rushing off, and that same bitch of a host

goes, "Deejay, why don't we give her some more?"

Now, I'm a show woman,

so I decide I'm gonna take off running

and leap and land

into a beautiful split for this crowd.

And when my puswacha hits the ground,

I poop myself.

No!

Now, I'm sitting there mortified,

because I just know I'm gonna get up, look down,

and see a mound of brown.

And I look back,

and there's just a little wet spot,

and I'm like, okay, I made it.

And I rush into the dressing room

and I'm trying to slide by 10 queens and their helpers,

not making any eye contact all the way to my station.

And I look at my drag daughter

and I say, "Anna, I need my clothes."

She goes, "Mama, what happened?

"You smell crazy and you're half naked."

And I'm like, "I shit myself, girl."

She screams, "You shit yourself?!"

The entire dressing room goes quiet,

and I decided I was gonna stand up

and I was gonna be proud of that shitty moment.

And I said, "Yes, I pooped myself,

and I know no one likes a shitty kitty."

And we all bust out laughing.

Now, the moral of the story is in those low moments,

in those embarrassing moments, learn to laugh at yourself,

because life is simply too short.

And don't forget.

Convenience store food might be delicious,

but it always makes you poop.

Thank you so much.

♪ You wear it well ♪

Category is Oops, I Did It Again,

A Fashionable Fashion Fail.

Up first, Trinity K. Bonet.

Gloves by prolapse.

- Ooh! - Oh!

For my fashion failure,

I did gain a little weight,

and I'm not gonna be able to zip this dress all the way up.

So I thought, well,

maybe if I throw these safety pins back here fashionably,

it will work.

Thanks for nothing, Weight Watchers.

Up next, Ra'Jah O'Hara.

I wonder if this was on sale,

because it's 50% off.

Have you ever been in the dressing room

and somebody opens that curtain on your ass?

That was me. Oops!

There's somebody in here, bitch!

If you stay halfway ready,

you ain't got to get all the way ready.

♪ You wear it well ♪

Kylie Sonique Love.

Corndogs? When did I eat corndogs?

I am the messiest eater you have ever met.

This outfit is going to represent that.

Wiener, wiener, chicken deener.

Yes!

Oh, that's where it was at!

You're a wiener, baby.

I got surprises, I got oopses,

I got ketchup and mustard all over my outfit.

I got buns in the back.

You name it, I got it.

Always wear your condom-ments.

Hold the cheese, honey.

Up next, Ginger Minj.

Oh, my goodness!

That's Becky with the burnt hair.

I'm this young girl who gets invited to her prom,

but she has to make her own dress

and do her own hair.

Take it off!

I've got my singed-off bangs, and you know what I smell?

Another win.

Well, at least her pussy's not on fire.

No.

Next, Eureka.

She ain't sweating the competition.

Cinderella has done been at the bathhouse

after midnight.

She a hot mess.

The hair's windblown,

the toilet paper is attached to the shoe,

the panty's showing because the dress is tucked.

She just needs a taxi

so she can get her ass back to the house.

Honey, what's the T... P?

Welcome, All Stars.

It's time for the judges' critiques,

starting with Trin-tity K. Bonet.

Hi.

Most catfish stories end very tragically,

so I was happy that we got to a good ending.

It was filled with twists and turns

that I legitimately did not expect.

I do think getting your timing and your comfort level

was a little off-kilter in the very beginning,

and if you're kind of rushing through it,

it makes us a little nervous.

And you also wanna give us time to laugh when we wanna laugh.

Just give us a little bit more room to work with.

Tonight on the runway,

Lord knows this is not an oops.

This is just beautiful.

I do wish the oops would have been more obvious

without you having to turn around,

but you look absolutely stunning.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

All right, up next, Ra'Jah O'Hara.

So your story made me chuckle, obviously.

It was funny.

You did, however, stumble in the beginning.

I was, like, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh.

I started to get nervous for you,

because I almost felt you looking for your cards.

I did notice those moments

where I could kind of see you looking up to the heavens,

like, oh, what's the next thing that I talk about?

Just be more conversational about it.

It was just a little, tiny bit lacking in that.

Remember, we're not here for the lines.

I mean, the lines are great, okay?

And we gotta get the lines out at some point,

but we are here for you, honey.

Ra'Jah, you are a superstar.

- Wow. - Like, seriously.

This leg happening.

That leg is an All Star, okay?

I live for this.

It is so gorgeous,

but you sold it so well through your acting,

you know, coming out and giving us those moments

where you're like, oh, my gosh, you're in my dressing room.

Did you make this?

I did.

Everything that I've worn on the runway every single week

I've made.

- It's gorgeous. - Thank you.

- Thank you, Ra'Jah. - Thank you.

Up next, Kylie Sonique Love.

You are a natural-born storyteller.

You painted us a word picture,

and it was really, really well written, well told,

because I was there with you.

I do think that when you were telling the story,

I wanted even more of you.

I wanted to be more up in your grill.

I didn't even want you sitting behind the chair

leaning into the mic.

You took a risk by sitting down,

and for me, it really paid off.

You made me lean in to you

and you dared to be vulnerable,

and that is really powerful.

The whole military school thing,

and mom trying to butch you up just breaks my heart.

And so many kids out there

are going through that, watching.

So thank you for sharing that story.

Tonight on the runway, this is really fun.

But I would have loved to have seen

maybe some glitter ketchup and glitter mustard,

because you love your glitter.

You look so, so cute,

it made me want a corndog.

I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but...

I didn't know that was an option!

I didn't know you could get it that way.

- But I just loved it. - All you gotta do is ask nicely.

Okay.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Up next, Ginger Minj.

Hi!

This look I thought was so funny,

and I think you nailed the objective of this challenge,

which was show us a fashion fail in a story.

And you told it with signature Ginger Minj comedy

and also with style.

The performance was excellent.

It was so relatable for me,

and it was such a sweet, kind, lovely story.

I think the only thing I would caution

is say sometimes it's so finely polished and so perfect

that maybe it doesn't seem as real to us in the moment,

because it was pretty darn perfect.

You know, the tricky thing

is saying the same thing over and over

and over and over and over again

and acting like it just popped into your head.

And where I thought you were more effective

is when you would pause to feel the feeling.

It was just such a magical story,

and it's a story that I wish all moms

could be for their little gay sons,

and dads for their gay daughters.

I wish for every different child

that that moment could happen.

- Thank you, Ginger. - Thank you.

Up next, Eureka.

I gotta say I had big expectations for you,

and I gotta tell you, honey,

you just blew me away.

You really did.

You were vulnerable.

The center of your story,

which involved you, you know, taking a shit

in front of lots of people, was very clear.

And the thing is, like,

I never felt like I was listening to a monologue.

I felt like I was getting some good tea from a good friend.

Yours probably more than anybody just felt very conversational,

and it was very, very funny.

Ru was laughing out loud, the whole panel

was really enjoying it.

And it was a big risk,

because, you know, you dumped all that on us,

and it could have gone either way.

But you owned it,

and you didn't back down from it,

and that's why it worked.

I couldn't take my eyes off of how beautiful you looked.

Yes, it was a sequined leotard,

but it had those beautiful kind of ice skater sleeves.

You were giving us Playboy bunny the house down boots thigh-high.

Yes!

And I was living for every moment of it.

This look, it really worked,

and we got the whole idea, with the sweat stains

and the dress tucked in the granny panties.

You literally told the story from your head to your toes.

You have toilet paper down below,

you have hair coming off up top.

I just thought you were firing on all cylinders tonight.

Thank you.

- Thank you, Eureka. - Thank you, Miss Paul.

Thank you, ladies. I think we've heard enough.

Based on the judges' critiques,

I've made some decisions.

Eureka.

Con-drag-ulations.

You're the top All Star of the week.

Girl, I've been waiting all season, mama,

for you to say them words!

Whoo!

You've won a $5,000 cash prize, courtesy of Levi's.

And on behalf of your win,

Levi's will also be donating $5,000

to OutRight Action International.

Now, ladies, we're at that point in the competition

that if you're not the top All Star,

you're in the bottom.

Thank you, ladies. You may leave the stage.

Ooh.

All right.

Oh, my God, y'all,

it has been a long time coming

for me to finally win a challenge.

- Cheers, girl! - Oh, my God, bitch.

- Con-drag-ulations! - Thank you!

Girl, I think I'm the first queen on All Stars

to ever get sent home, come back,

and make it to the final four.

Like, legendary.

I was honestly a little terrified, girl,

that I was gonna win that lip sync with Silky

and come back to the next challenge

and get sent home again.

And the fact that I won,

I mean, I'm just... I'm beside myself, girl.

It's like I got my own little crown for a moment.

And, girl, I worked hard.

You did.

I worked hard for this monologue, this whole season,

and I'm just so excited that I finally won a fucking challenge!

Yes, ma'am.

I know we should probably talk what we don't wanna talk about.

I'd rather just sit here and keep cheersing to you.

Oh, well, we can, girl,

because I'm living the moment, bitch.

Tonight, we all have the difficult decision to make.

And as much as I want to feel secure

about my place in the competition, who knows?

Who knows what these girls are gonna do?

You wanna go first since you're right there?

I will.

I'm not gonna lie.

It feels a little weird being on this side of it, bitch.

Okay. I'm gonna do what I got to do,

because, bitch, I'm not going home tonight, no, ma'am.

I prayed about it, doo, doo, doo,

crossed it up, and I let it go.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

It's wild.

I really hate that I dropped the ball today.

I let my nerves get the best of me.

But I'm here, I'm still fighting.

I would hope that you would see me

as the type of competition

that you would wanna take with you into the top four.

Who do you see going home instead of you?

For me, it would probably have to be Trinity,

just because the inconsistency.

Yeah.

And Trinity, she's also been in the bottom

more than everybody here.

It's hard for me to imagine her gone, because I adore her.

It's weird.

This is such a kick in the fucking nuts right now.

How you feeling?

Last week I was a finalist,

and this week it's a possibility I'm going home.

And it's just not fair, because I was so close.

Girl, we know how it feels.

We all worked for this,

and we all worked so hard.

I was so close. I was so close.

Well, baby, you're still on this couch.

I earned that top four spot,

and now I'm just sad

that it could be taken away from me.

I know that this should not be the end for me,

because my track record has been extremely strong.

And there really is nothing else that I possibly could have done

except shit myself today.

It's just I'm so, like, scared.

- I'm scared, too. - I feel the same way.

I feel like I've been killing it every week,

and I think that my work has proven

that I deserve to be in the finale, you know?

Well, I've been trying to play

as fair as possible from the beginning.

Mm-hmm, same.

And I'm going to continue to vote tonight

the same exact way

that I've been voting in the rest of the competition.

Whew.

- Hey, Zaddy. - Hey, bae.

How you doing?

I'm all right.

It's weird, these little turn-tables, bitch.

How you feeling?

I love you so much,

and I'm so happy that you finally won,

because I've been saying my bae need this.

Like, she needs this, she worked so hard.

So I'm super duper happy for you.

I think for me what is fucked with me

is that I did not expect to get so close.

It is so close.

Well, you ain't knocked out yet, bitch.

Like, bitch, I love you, but I feel like today

you've been kind of defeated for no reason.

Like, I'm just like, this bitch has slayed the competition,

and, yeah, you've been in the bottom several times,

but, girl, everyone here has at this point.

I'm not giving up.

I want to be here.

I want to go to the finale,

and I wanna be there with you

to help you remember the choreography.

Now there's a good one.

See, that's what I needed to hear.

Trinity has a different piece of my heart

than everybody else has.

She's been my sister, my homegirl.

So, it just... it's gonna be a hard decision

if I have to send Trinity home.

Honestly, like, I know what you've done in the competition,

so I think, like, I guess I really just want your advice.

Who do you think I should send home?

Well, I would say, based on track record,

although Trinity has won two challenges,

she's been in the bottom the most.

- Yeah. - And...

She's not the first person that would come to my mind.

I'm not trying to put someone down to lift myself up.

I heard what you said about her.

I mean, I get it.

So do I listen to that or my heart?

I don't know.

I'm just, like, how do I make this decision on my own?

Help!

How are you?

It's nice sitting in the winner's seat.

Everyone's so nice to you.

All of a sudden everybody's my friend.

I'm not so bossy, messy...

And gassy. Still gassy.

Gassy still. Yeah, still gassy.

Honestly, girl, let's be real.

I don't know how, necessarily, to pick these girls apart.

Like, it's crazy, because it's like

I think there are faults in all three of them,

just like there's faults in me, there's faults in you.

You know? But it's a hard decision.

So it's, like, how about I just send you home?

- Girl. - Would you die?

No, you would die.

This has been such an incredibly close race,

and you keep waiting every single week

for somebody to fall flat on their face,

and nobody is. Nobody.

There isn't one single weak link,

and that's great, because it's gonna be fun to watch.

But when you're here in the middle of it,

it's a little nerve-wracking.

I love you.

Oh, my God, this is so crazy,

because I finally won a challenge

and it has to be this challenge,

where I decide the top four if I win this lip sync.

As bummed out as I am that I have to pick somebody,

it's the name of the game.

But I have to hope

that that person just won't take it personal,

and that I made the decision

because it was the best decision for me.

Welcome back.

Eureka, are you ready to meet your opponent?

No, I'm good. Can I just get the coins and go?

Okay. No, let's just go home.

Yes, of course.

It's time to present this week's lip sync assassin.

Ooh!

Holy shit.

She got them kind of earrings you could rest your ankles in.

Ru-veal yourself!

Jasmine Masters.

Who is it?

Well, hello, Jaida.

It's so nice to have you back where you belong.

Hey!

We love a harem pant moment.

I almost wore my harem pants.

Girl, the lip sync assassin

is literally a winner of RuPaul's Drag Race.

She can dance, she can kick, she can do everything.

And she's known for winning.

All right, ladies, Jaida holds the lipstick

of the queen that the group has voted to send home.

If Jaida wins, the queen on her lipstick gets ze chop.

Two queens stand before me.

Eureka, this is your chance to impress me,

win $20,000...

And earn the power

to give one of the bottom queens the chop.

The time has come...

for you to lip sync...

for your legacy!

Good luck, and don't fuck it up!

Hey, hey, hey!

♪ Good golly, Miss Molly ♪

♪ Sure like to ball, whoo ♪

♪ Good golly, Miss Molly ♪

♪ Sure like to ball ♪

♪ When you're rockin' and a-rollin' ♪

♪ Can't hear your mama call ♪

♪ Mama, Papa told me ♪

♪ Son, you better watch your step ♪

♪ If they knew papa's mama ♪

♪ I have to watch my pa myself ♪

♪ Good golly, Miss Molly ♪

♪ Sure like to ball ♪

♪ When you're rockin' and a-rollin' ♪

♪ Can't hear your mama call ♪

♪ Aah ♪

Okay!

Whoo!

God, I am living!

Eureka starts rolling across the floor,

and I'm, like, groundbreaking, literally.

She is breaking the ground.

♪ Good golly, Miss Molly ♪

♪ Sure like to ball, whoo ♪

♪ Good golly, Miss Molly ♪

♪ Sure like to ball ♪

♪ When you're rockin' and a-rollin' ♪

♪ Can't hear your mama call ♪

Do it again!

Ladies.

I've made my decision.

Eureka and Jaida.

You are both winners, baby.

Ooh!

It's a tie!

- Eureka. - Yes, ma'am?

You've won a cash tip of $20,000.

Ooh, I can get me a lot of jalapeno corndogs with that!

Now, in the event of a tie,

the queens on both lipsticks will be eliminated.

Oh, bitch.

My heart is in my bootyhole, bitch.

Will the bottom queens please step forward.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Jaida Essence Hall.

Which queen has the group chosen to get the chop?

The queen that the group has chosen

to get the chop is...

Trinity.

Eureka, which queen have you chosen to get the chop?

The queen that I chose I've gotten really close with here

and is a star no doubt.

This is someone I truly love.

But I also chose Trinity.

As it is written, so it shall be done.

Trinity K. Bonet,

you are and will always be an All Star.

Now sashay away.

I'm super proud of myself.

I won challenges in this competition.

I was on the top in this competition.

- I love you so much. - Love you, too.

TTKB rocked the sha-house period.

Let's be clear.

I was a four before I became a five again.

RuPaul, if you have a spot on the Vegas show,

call a girl up.

TV program, talk show, whatever you want.

You know, if you need a makeup artist,

I can do that, too.

I mean, I ain't trying to take nobody's job.

I'm just saying.

Love you. Good night.

Miss Jaida, thank you for gracing us with your essence.

- Thank you. - Look over there!

Thank you. See you. See y'all!

- Bye, Jaida! - Bye!

Con-drag-ulations, my top four All Stars.

It's just one week until the grand finale

of RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars,

where we're gonna crown ourselves a winner, baby.

To our viewers, which queen do you want to see

in the Drag Race Hall of Fame?

Are you Team Ra'Jah,

Team Ginger,

Team Eureka,

or Team Kylie?

Let your voice be heard using #AllStars6Finale.

Until next week, remember, if you can't love yourself,

how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?

Can I get an "amen" up in here?

- Amen! - Amen!

All right. Now let the music play!

♪ Con-drag-ulations, you're number one ♪

♪ I wanna thank you for a job well done ♪

♪ Con-drag-ulations ♪

Next time on All Stars...

That's it, don't bring nobody back no more.

Top four!

Mom, I made it to the finale!

For your final maxi-challenge,

you'll be collaborating on my new song

This is Our Country.

I wanna feel that country. Da, da, da.

Nope. Ooh, this choreography is the struggle of my life.

So you'll be starting down on the floor.

Pardon me?

I've worked so hard for this moment,

and I can't wait another 11 years.

Today is the fucking day.

The next queen to be inducted

into the Drag Race Hall of Fame is...

♪ I'm a winner ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ I'm a winner ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ I'm a winner ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ I'm a winner ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ Losers, weepers ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ Finders, keepers ♪

♪ I'm a winner, baby ♪

♪ Losers ♪

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