♪ Maybellene... CLAUDETTE: Well, it's actually
-Jharrel's apartment. - MRS. GROVER: I see.
And I suppose technically it's his brother's. But the way
I'm finna look at it now is it's my place,
- my space, my taste. - Uh-huh.
[knock on door] Oh, uh, someone's at the door. I better go.
Oh, Mrs. Grover, please don't forget
about those newspaper clippings you promised me.
Of course, dear. I'll see you soon.
♪ Nothin' will outrun my V-8 Ford... ♪
Jharrel.
[chuckles softly]
Uh, come in.
[chuckles] Thanks. Hey,
I just...
Yo.
You really resuscitated the place.
Uh,
feels like I'm in the land of the living again.
To what do I owe this honor?
Well, I wanted
to, you know, check in.
See how you were doing.
I thought you're not my case worker anymore.
That you're assigned to work
with the 4,400 coming into the hotel.
Although I'm not sure why in Lord's name they'd want to
since we've been granted our freedom.
Yeah, I guess they all
want to drink the Kool-Aid Rev is serving.
You know they're coming because of him.
And you came here for me?
What?
O-Oh, um, yeah.
No, I was just in the neighborhood
and, um, you know, kind of drove here automatically.
Habit.
Well, since you're here,
allow me to give you a tour of my new digs.
Starting with my darkroom.
[Jharrel exhales]
I'm taking up photography again.
Starting with all the historic sites of Motor City.
[chuckles]
So, I've been thinking.
Um, I refuse
to live only on this government stipend like I did my husband.
Never know when the rug's gonna get pulled out from under you.
Okay, hold up.
Did you say you want a J-O-B?
You know, I might actually be able to help you out with that.
I got a guy.
Oh, you got a guy?
Do you now, Jimmy Hoffa?
[both chuckle]
[knock on door]
Explain to me
how you thought it was okay to allow my daughter
to be a getaway driver.
A getaway driver, Andre! And then
fail to mention that funny little fact
when you saw me.
You're sweating bullets.
Oh, best not get too close.
Indeed, I believe I am unwell.
- Well, let me get some help. - No. Please.
I cannot risk being dragged off to that dreadful institution.
In fact, I've not felt well
since I returned from Ypsi Med.
I'm sure it will pass.
- Hey.LADONNA: - Oh, my God, Andre.
You're in your pajamas.
Ew! Are you okay?
I'll be fine. I just need a little rest is all.
Okay, cool, 'cause I need to talk to you
about the files we took from Ypsi Med.
I'm trying to figure out how to read them,
and then you can
do your doctor-y thing and figure out
what the hell is - wrong with us. - Okay,
you two,
to be continued.
And after I pick up some soup
and get you some electrolytes, you and I are to be continued.
Thrilling.
Get back into that bed.
[door opens]
The U.S. government will provide the 4,400
who stay at the Bois Blanc Hotel
free of charge... LADONNA: Meals. A stipend.
Free transportation.
- Clothes. - Clothes?
SHANICE: Uh-huh.
- What's the catch, Keisha? - KEISHA: Mm.
Your guess is as good as mine.
All I know is
the government is letting the 4,400 stay
at the Bois Blanc, but only if they sign these contracts.
So, we give away our firstborn?
Well, you do, Shanice. Look, this still might be better
than whatever my mom has planned for me if I go back with her.
You're going home?
LADONNA: Who knows.
I can barely stand that woman
for more than one take, let alone
- indefinitely. - Look, I-I don't know
what's up with this contract.
What I do know is the government hasn't said one word to us
since y'all heisted Ypsi Med.
- That's weird. - Sus.
That's what we say nowadays,
lady from the aughts.
Y'all.
Right.
I'm gonna go through the contract
and comb through the fine print.
On this thing, I guess?
- Don't even start. - I did not say a word.
Look, you do you, boo. I need to figure out
how to read these files from Ypsi Med
on a very, very nongovernmental computer. And you?
I've got to get to work.
Okay. Well, wonder triplets unite or whatever.
It's-it's, like, what people are doing nowadays, so just...
- No, they're not. - No, they're not.
Okay. That is totally fine.
You guys are very vanilla. Goodbye.
[chuckles] She's a mess.
Thank you.
Yeah.
No, sure. I got it.
I got it.
[indistinct chatter]
Okay, from the looks of it, this doesn't seem that bad.
To the untrained eye, sure. But we both have
very trained eyes on how this government works,
which you and I both know is sus.
[chuckles softly] Damn.
Soft on the 4,400. Hard on the bosses.
Where did you lose your way?[chuckles] Jharrel, shut up.
[chuckles] Wait, hold on.
Why are those people being rushed?
Yeah, that's the contracts booth.
JHARREL: Something's not right.
KEISHA: Yeah, I'll check in
with Shanice on what she found.
And tonight I'm having dinner with Jessica.
Try and see what she knows.
A date with Jessica?
[chuckles] You better bring a sweater.
Boy, worry about your own love life.
Oh.
That's right, you don't got one.
[chuckles softly]
Jharrel really sang your praises.
How smart you are.
So, look, I know that barback isn't the most glamorous...
Oh, I don't need glamour, sir. Just a solid way to earn.
Barney.
This is Claudette.
Hi.
Nice to meet you.
See you around, newbie.
SAM: All right. Let's get you started.
["New Stuff" by Juliet Roberts playing]
♪ I got that swagger
♪ I got the feel
♪ I got that new, new, new, new, new, new thing ♪
♪ I got that extra
♪ Got the real deal
♪ When I just do, do, do, do, do my thing ♪
♪ Do my thing, do my thing
♪ Like this, like that...
Forget it. Let's go.
Can I help you, ladies?
Can you get the Hulk's attention over here?
CLAUDETTE: Probably not.
Can you make us gin and tonics?
♪ New, new, new, new...
Y'all ever try a gin and sin?
♪ I got the new jam
♪ I got the new jam ♪
♪ New, new, new, new, new, new
♪ New, new, I got the new stuff. ♪
[faintly]: ♪ Well, I know she's gone...
Those cowards in hoods
bomb a church with our women, our children
inside. What's next?
Jimmy will know what to do.
WOMAN: What a blessing that you have a God-fearing husband
fighting for us, organizing our sit-ins
- and such. - Yes, truly blessed.
We sure do a lot of sitting.
Fighting, not so much.
- Good Lord, here she goes. - Maybe it's time to fight.
Fire with fire. - Like Brother Malcolm. - I hear you,
Barb, I do. Maybe just lower your voice a tad?
You took the photos, Claudette.
- Barb, shush. - You saw the horrors up close.
When you got back, - you were a mess. - Barbara, lower
- your damn voice. - BARBARA: And with your photographs,
if you showed folks the terror, the truth,
truth no set of eyes could deny,
they might be ready to fight, too.
[exhales]
Everything all right over here?
- Just fine. - Oh, peachy.
All right now, Jimmy?
♪ Got out of my bed early this morning, now. ♪
[breathing heavily]
ANDRE: Sir, help, please. I...
I need to find the ice machine
as I'm burning up.
Thought you were a doctor.
[echoes]: Can't you heal yourself?
[chuckles]
[grunts]
[bones cracking][groaning]
- Ah! - Oh, dear God.
[groaning]
[grunting]
[screaming]
Oh, no.
SHANICE: How are they supposed to understand this?
[knock on door]
Andre? I thought you were sick.
I know you're cross with me,
but I don't know who else to turn to.
Okay, Andre, you're scaring me.
I believe I possess a power.
Albeit a deadly one.
What?
[whispers]: Oh, my God.
Poor Tim.
Tim? The-the jerk guard
who took Hayden's chess set?
I touched him.
I held on to him for support,
and the poor fellow's bones snapped.
I heard them break. Then he lost his balance
and took a terrible tumble down the staircase.
Oh, my God. Is-is he...?
Alive, yes.
Thank God.
This... This all began at Ypsi Med.
I thought at first I might be imagining it
amidst the adrenaline and the chaos,
but now I think I actually...
healed the guard there.
Now, here's where
it seems even more inconceivable.
Ever since then,
I have felt violently ill.
Until I broke Tim's bones.
Shanice,
a transference of sorts must have taken place.
Okay. [clears throat]
You heal a person,
and then you ingest some type of pain?
And the only way to get rid of it
is to-to give it to another person.
I took an oath to heal,
not harm.
I cannot risk hurting you.
We simply do not know the scope of this power.
[phone vibrating]
[vibrating stops]
Hey. Sorry, - I didn't mean to scare you. - Mm.
Um, I was just waiting here because...
It's just that I... Oh, my God. Words, LaDonna.
Spit it out.[exhales]
I was just maybe hoping you could help me out with a thing.
Uh-uh. I already helped you, remember?
Didn't turn out - so well for me. - Yeah, I know, it...
It got, like, super emo. But this is different.
I need help building a computer from scratch.
That way, there's absolutely no way
for the government to access the files, okay?
No Internet, no Wi-Fi.
So the government can't track it,
which keeps us both clean.
Look, I promise once this ghost computer's built,
you're done.
We have to figure out what we are
and what the hell happened to us.
If you burn me, you are dead to me.
- Again. - Le duh.
[chuckles] You kind of had me at "build a computer."
Oh, no, I am that geek.
[whispering excitedly]
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
This-this is the moral of the story.
Do not listen to this man.
Cheers to that.
Claudette?
You know, our buddy Tim
is practically in a body cast.
Seems like one of you did something to him
at the hotel.
Oh. [chuckles]
Wait, she didn't let you in - on her little secret. - STEVE: Bro,
- she's just trying to work. - BARNEY: Wait a minute.
You-You're one of them?
A 4,400?
[chuckles]
Some are saying that your kind
might not even be human.
Let's go.
Yeah.
BARNEY: Going on break.
Congratulations,
Miss Independent!
Oh,
child. Get over here.
CLAUDETTE: Oh, Mrs. G.
Oh.
What is the matter?
I was a fool to think I'd be allowed
to stand on my own two feet.
The date's changed, but...
some things stayed exactly how they were.
Lord have mercy.
They gonna be ready for the pamphlets?
Children died.
- What's next? - As of today,
we got over a hundred folks coming to the sit-in.
Not for the movement. For us.
When are they gonna stop killing us?
I mean, they the damn ones that brought us here
- only to hunt us for sport. - Claudette, calm yourself.
I know you're upset...
We have tried the sit-ins and the pamphlets.
When are we gonna go after them?
Our approach has been working,
and we will not stoop to their level of depravity.
Trust me, woman, when I say
to you if we did,
things could get worse for us.
What is worse - than this, James? - Enough!
I let you do more than you should.
More than what most husbands let their wives do.
You should be grateful.
Now...
keep on taking your pictures
and leave the leading to me.
We clear?
Are we clear?
Yes, Jimmy.
So, will we finally be graced with That LaDonna Life
if you leave the Bois Blanc?
[scoffs] I think I'm done with reality TV.
But, like, all of a sudden, my mom's inviting me home,
so who knows what that woman has up her lipo garment sleeve.
I'd much rather go to my dad's.
Okay. Well, is that an option?
Not really.
I've tried to get in contact with him,
but his number is unlisted.
Which I get. Like, my mother literally cast him
as a villain on the show, so...
Oh, yeah. I remember.
She made him seem like such a monster.
Well, he's not.
He was, like, the only person to really get me, you know?
I used to be such a daddy's girl before they split.
And then after he became public enemy number one,
I couldn't see him as much.
My mom said it wasn't a good look
for the show or whatever.
Oh, that's awful.
I'm sorry.
'Tis life.
But I can't stay here forever. [chuckles]
Oh, it's been really cool,
you know, like, learning to code
and using my brain and stuff,
but I do have a life back home.
[chuckles] My actual friends.
- Your friends from the show? - Mm-hmm.
Girl, if those are your friends,
I would hate to know your enemies.
They're not that bad.
They aren't. All right.[chuckles]
Saying goodbye to true friends like you've made here?
I... You have told them,
- right? - Okay, true friends? Like...
I've known these people
for, like, half a season of television.
And no.
But it's my life. They don't need to know.
Oh, honey.
You don't know how to have friends.
It can be hard saying goodbye to people.
Even if you've only known the 4,400 for a short while.
Trauma bonds people.
Okay, that's not what's happening here.
Okay? I'm too fabulous for trauma.
Look, I just need to finish this computer for them.
Besides that, nothing's keeping me here, right?
JHARREL: Hey.
Ji-Eun, right?
Sorry, I'm just checking up on folks.
Making sure you all got what you need.
I noticed you at the contracts booth.
You were asking for something.
A printout for my records.
The guy promised he would get it by the end of the day.
- And still no copy? - It's okay.
I don't want to cause - any problems. - No, hey, what problems?
It's your right to see them.
REV: This man harassing you?
[Rev and Jharrel chuckle]
Just, uh, catching up with one of your flock, Rev.
If that's allowed.
Ji-Eun, remember what I told you.
If you need anything at all...
We have you.
REV: Sure do. You ready for prayer service?
Yeah.
I brought you what you asked about the other day.
- The clippings? - Mm-hmm.
CLAUDETTE: Look at my girl.
"She went on
"to become a leader in the Black Panther organization,
"believing, 'We stood by too many years,
"'hands behind our backs to give them peace.
But we learned...'"
[voice breaking]: "'...only revolution
will guarantee the peace Black folk deserve.'"
You know
what has changed?
In today's movement,
women's voices are not only heard but followed.
Not as much as they should be,
but certainly more than in your time.
I wonder what Barb
- would think of Barney. - Yeah, Barb knew
there were a lot of Barneys rotting this country
- from the inside out. - What do you think
Barb would do if she knew how high up the ladder
today's Barneys have climbed?
Sitting all high and mighty in such powerful positions.
Mm-hmm.
JIMMY: All right, listen up. Hey.
I have seen the photos of our sisters and brothers up close.
Which is why
we are coming to their front steps.
WOMAN: - Yes! - MAN: That's right.
We will bring our message
to the Klan's headquarters.
[all exclaim]
And sit like we always do?
Little sitting ducks just waiting to be killed.
What if we make this personal and strike
at the heart of the monster?
The Grand Wizard's house.
[whispers]: - Claudette. - Yes, Claudette.
All right, dear.
[indistinct chatter]
That's enough.
Let her finish, Jimmy.
I'm not talking no sit-in.
We bomb
that white devil's house.
BARBARA: - Mm. - And nobody has to be there.
Nobody has to get hurt.
But we show him and his family
what it feels like to be terrorized
and what we are capable of.
Attagirl. Yes!
BOBBY: It ain't a half bad idea.
Other organizations have been striking back.
- Exactly. - Yes.
BOBBY: - Heard there's been some success. - There has.
There has, Jimmy.
Y'all have to excuse my passionate wife
talking out of turn.
Brothers,
you know we can't fight fire with fire.
We must oblige to what our Lord asks.
Matthew 5:38-40.
"But I tell you,
"do not resist an evil person.
"If anyone slaps you on the right cheek,
turn to them the other cheek, also."
[grunts softly]
Look what the cat dragged in. [chuckles]
Oh, I've been meaning to ask y'all something.
SHANICE: Claudette,
we need your help.
- What's going on? - ANDRE: I believe
my power has finally emerged.
Does this have anything to do
with what happened with that guard at the hotel?
Yes, it does.
It won't take more than a minute
but will be immensely helpful.
[knife clicks] Cut me.
Uh, me?
Oh, hell, give it here.
ANDRE: Not too deep.
[grunts]
CLAUDETTE: Now what?
[Andre grunting]
Oh, the discomfort. Almost immediately
this time. [exhales]
ANDRE: I feel better now.
[exhales]
Lord have mercy.
[chuckles] Miss Claudette,
thank you so very much.
Please, if there's anything I can do for you...
You both can help me.
What I was gonna ask when I first saw you:
any interest in a drink on the house tomorrow night?
[Keisha clears throat]
Okay, Jess, I know I owe you an apology
for flaking the other night,
but I got called into an emergency
- for the 4,400. - I'm just sorry
you have to work so closely with them.
I mean, they are dangerous.
Right?
You know, a lot of them are real cool.
Nice folks.
[chuckles]: I don't really know that they're dangerous.
[chuckles]: Are you serious?
Because I do.
I know firsthand, up close and personal.
Well, when you throw human beings in a cage
like they're animals, they're gonna act like one.
Are they human?
I mean, 'cause their blood work says otherwise.
And, uh, oh, yeah, they - traveled through time. - Wait, blood work?
You never mentioned anything about that.
A] I barely see you.
And B] why would I?
- That's classified. - Well, I think it's kind of important
for me to know what y'all are planning on doing with them.
So, does this blood work revelation
have anything to do
with these new extensive contracts they have to sign
just to stay in the hotel?
So,
this is what this is?
[chuckles] Wow, Keisha. You, uh, feed me, pump me
for information.[exhales] Jess, no.
It's not how it seems.
I think it's exactly how it seems.
I am
drowning, Keisha.
And I was
really hoping that you could be the one person
that I could count on.
But you being a real, actual, supportive partner?
I mean, who was I kidding? I may not know
who you are anymore, but at least you're consistent.
You're not gonna fight.
And you're not gonna fight for me.
[breathes deeply] I'm done.
[exhales]
♪ You know what I want...
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
[chatter continues]
[clears throat]
So, they all your kind?
Mm-hmm.
You all right there, big guy? [chuckles] Uh...
You're looking a little pale.[clears throat]
[drink pours] Like you could use some water.
Oh, but maybe not this one, though,
with my dirty 4,400 fingers all over the glass and all.
Yoo-hoo, can I get some help over here?
Can I get a Moscow mule?[overlapping chatter]
[all shouting]
Make that two Moscow mules.
And a menu? Excuse me.
All right, hey, hey, that's it!
All you freaks
need to get the hell out of here.
I have the right to refuse service
to anyone.
Nope. That belongs to me.
And I have the right to fire those who don't fit
the culture of my establishment,
which includes bigots.
[laughs]
SAM: So grab your crap and get out.
[others clamoring]
These freaks aren't even human.
And what do you know about being human?
All I know is there's a whole lot more
who see you all
the same way I do.
[applause, cheering]
♪ It's time to say bye-bye
♪ Mr. Wise Guy
♪ Oh, I'm leaving you stranded... ♪
I would like to propose a toast.
To Miss Claudette and the feat she so skillfully pulled off.
SHANICE: Here, here.
Yes. That was, like, really empowering.
And thank you for ridding this place of that gross,
hateful dude.
SHANICE: Seriously.
One less fearmonger for us all to deal with.
If only he was the last one.
And to a fresh start.
The future is your oyster.
What may we expect next?
SAM: How about a promotion?
I'm short a bartender, and word is,
you're not as green - as you look. - Really?
[laughs]: Yes. Absolutely.
[soft laughter]
Um...
Is this y'all's "to be continued" about to continue?
'Cause there's definitely a vibe happening here that...
that doesn't include me, so I'm-a go...
elsewhere.
Thank you for your help.
I am unsure
what a future with this power looks like, but...
I am certain if I have you by my side,
then I will accept any fate.
Or...
am I foolish to hope for such?
I can't answer that, Andre,
until we figure some things out.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you for inviting me.
And seeing me as, like, deep enough
to want to be a part of it.
This was the most important I've ever felt.
Being a part of something with purpose.
Yeah.
You all right?
Yeah, yeah.
Just figuring it all out, you know?
I do. [chuckles]
You want to come over next week for a girls' night?
I got to practice making all these $20 two-sip concoctions
2021 folks are so willing to pay for.
You know what? Yes.
A thousand percent yes.
Yes to you and-and the girls' night
and dranks and us having a purpose.
I'm gonna stay.
You sure you're okay?
- Yeah. Yeah. - All right.
I'll dial you next week.
Okay, texting is more what we do, but yes.
[crying softly]
[phone vibrating]
Hello?
Daddy?
Huh?
You have no idea.
[chuckles]
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Whiskey neat.
How'd you know?
I notice things.
Like how you trace the rim of your glass when you're thinking.
Okay, uh,
I am not weird, I promise.
- Mm. - Look, I'm trying to say
I-I notice things because I'm-I'm interested.
In you.
Yeah, suffice to say, I'm not girlfriend material.
Mine broke up with me last night.
- You cheat? - Nope.
I was just a cold bitch. Not sure which is worse.
Mm. Cheater's always gonna cheat.
A cold bitch just needs something or someone
worth melting the ice for.
[laughs softly]
Look at you,
being our very own Tom Cruise in Cocktail.
Tom who?
Only the biggest movie star of our time.
Key word being "time." Never mind.
[chuckles]
I, um, I got you something.
What's this for?
Look, it's nothing fancy, it's just...
a little something for your first job
in 2021.
Uh, maybe
save opening it for the end of the night.
[both chuckle]
- Can I pour you a drink? - Sure.
- I'll be your guinea pig. - Please.
I've been pouring men's drinks for longer
than I care to remember.
Least now I'm getting paid for it.
♪
Thank you, for all this.
You're the one who did it, Claudette.
You made all this happen.
Don't forget that.
SHANICE: Thank you for walking me back.
May I?
Shanice, I...Listen...
No... Truly, you...
[stammers] Andre.
Talk.
I am deeply apologetic for not telling you about Mariah.
I'm unsure what I was thinking, or...
perhaps therein lies the issue:
I was not using my faculties at all.
All I know is I didn't want to upset you.
Thank you.
That's all I wanted to hear.
An apology
with sincerity and without a "but"
to negate it all.
Is this the reason you've been acting strange around me?
Or does it have to do with me saying
Logan's name in my sleep?
[sighs]
I guess apologizing on behalf of my subconscious mind
doesn't make sense.
I am sorry, though,
that you had to hear.
Truly.
An apology is unnecessary, because I don't care.
You don't care?
Why, not at all.
Ah.
Um...
Then what are we doing?
Because I care, Andre.
Of course I care, I just don't care care,
because not caring is not what I intended to communicate.
English, please.
I am speaking English.
Not jibber-jabber.
[stammers] You know what I mean.
I don't know how to speak like you.
I don't know how to act like you,
I don't know how to be with you, here,
in this time, where men and women
love multiple people simultaneously
and ex-lovers are friends,
and while that is lovely and wonderful,
it's also supposed to be so normal,
because today everything is so nonchalant.
I'm trying to be just as laissez-faire
so I don't scare you away, but...
perhaps I don't belong in 2021.
Because I don't want to share you,
not even in your subconscious mind.
Because I care.
You do care.
And I do, too.
♪
♪ When you feel a shadow over you ♪
♪ And nothing else lifts you up... ♪
[gasps] [chuckles]
Ooh.
Lord have mercy, you scared me.
I am so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you at all.
I just, no, I came because I didn't want you to be alone.
Not like that.
I mean, with everything that went down tonight,
and-- with Barney.
And I know you're all independent and everything,
now that...
♪ Eyes are on you
♪ I'll be your savior
[laughter]
♪ I'll be your savior...
Oh. Okay. [laughs]
♪ I'll be your savior
Oh. Sorry.[laughing]
♪ I'll be your savior...
Oh, w-w-wait. Watch this.
Huh?
I know, right? Smart and romantic.
[laughs]
♪ Savior
♪ I'll be your savior...
And how much have you had to drink?
Oh, not enough to not consent.
Because I consent.
Do you?
Okay. Uh...
I don't do the rebound thing.
This needs to be real if you want more.
[both chuckle]
Or we can...
...talk about it tomorrow.
[knocks] LaDonna?
She's gone?
"Push here."
Hey, so I know how scary
computers are to you and that you can barely even send a text.
Well, actually, you cannot, because one time we tried that,
and you sent a bunch of commas to yourself.
So, anyways, um, because you are a hundred years old,
I'm going to speak very slow and clearly
about how to get the files from Ypsi Med.
And I know you might be feeling anxious
and want to eat your feelings,
so I did leave you my favorite snack.
You're welcome.
Um, but seriously, Andre, if at any time
this feels, like, too beep-boop-boppy for you,
reach out to Soraya.
She's on our side. Okay, bye.
Oh.
I'm just kidding. Um...
I mean, this is goodbye.
Um, and I'm... I'm sorry it sucks, but...
this would've been way too hard to do in person, so...
Uh, but at least I will have these.
[chuckles]
That's a good one.
Mm.
[chuckles]
♪
Hey.
So, what'd you figure out?
Okay, this "contract" is a trap.
It's not so much a contract
as it is laying the groundwork
for the government to put people under conservatorship.
Wait, what? But that robs the 4,400
of their rights, financial decision-making...
- Their freedom. - And it's all legal.
SHANICE: But why would Rev encourage
so many people to sign a document
that's gonna be so restrictive?
REV: Brothers and sisters, before we begin,
I'd like to thank you for a smooth last couple days.
Brother Bill Greene and I rely on your trust
as we do everything... Yeah, the most important question right now
is how many of them have signed this?
[door opens]
Oh.
What's wrong?
Did something happen to one of our members?
They're fine.
[exhales]
Everyone's fine.
Who I'm worried about is you.
Heavens, why? I'm good.
I don't know if that is true,
given your recent outbursts.
I find them rather alarming, dear.
I don't understand. I-I haven't done nothing but offer you
and our members something different to try.
There are places that specialize in helping women like yourself--
women with divergent thinking-- get back on track.
[stammers] Jimmy, I-I don't need no help thinking. I...
It will only be a few months.
Months? Where in Lord's name...
Provided you be a good woman,
shouldn't take too long to get you right as rain.
Jimmy, I-I don't need none of that.
I'm sorry for what I said. I-I...
For speaking out of turn. It was a mistake.
I-I'll do whatever you tell me to do.
I-I promise I won't say nothing anymore.
I won't say a word. I-I won't say a word.
Jimmy, please don't this to me.
But you made me do it, dear.
Jimmy.
Jimmy, please.
[grunts]
Jimmy.
- Let's go. - Yes, sir.
[breathing heavily]
[thuds] Oh!
Open the door, Claudette.
[Claudette gasping]
JIMMY: Claudette, open this door.
♪ Come on, come on
♪ Come on, come on ♪
♪ Let me play with fire tonight, come on ♪
♪ Dancing through the siren, all right, come on ♪
♪ Rip it up, I'm having a good time, come on ♪
♪ There's nothing about it okay, there's nothing about it okay ♪
♪ Let me play with fire tonight, come on ♪
♪ Come on, come on.
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