01x14 - Rollin' With Paris

[bunniefuu]

It's funny when you've known
someone for so long,

you can instantly tell
when something's bothering them.

They tend to do peculiar things.

Take my parents, for example.

When they're bothered by the
daily grind of the bakery biz,

you can find them ping-ponging
their stress away in the lab.

My mom has a wicked backhand.

(grunts)

PARIS: Or when there's something
on my brother's square dome,

he talks to his hair.

So I'm like,
"Why are you coming at me?

Huh? I'm just trying
to help a brother out."

That's it. He the one with the ashy toes.

Not me. (chuckles)

PARIS: London gets a little deep with it.

But when it comes to my girl Simone,
her tell is basic.

Whenever something is bugging her,

she just rubs on one of her healing stones
and zones out. And me...

I do this. Origami.

I fold whatever's heavy on my mind.

Can you guess what it is?

Baby girls, hurry up!

Duchess at the practice room
is closing in a few.

It's time to get our golden on, girls.

Oh, hey!

Cute butterflies.

Yeah. They are.

(hip hop music plays)

♪ Everybody out the way
It's Saturday ♪

♪ All we do is celebrate ♪

♪ As long as I got fun family
And friends ♪

♪ I got everything
That I need ♪

♪ Everybody out the way
It's Saturday ♪

♪ We ain't got no time to waste ♪

♪ No work, all play
No stress ♪

♪ We got everything
That we need ♪

♪ 'Cause there ain't
No other Day like Saturday ♪

(indistinct chatter)

Sim, I love Roxie but...

I just don't feel like
practicing much right now.

I can't stop thinking about
Ari leaving the group.

Same here. It feels like
we just lost a friend.

I hope not.

I feel like we just got her
back as a friend.

Or at least,
I just got her back as a friend.

That's right.

Y'all have history.

We did.

Remember how
we all came together?

I do.

Like it was yesterday.

Top of the morning, parents!

Hey, sweetheart. Good morn...

What in the world do you have on?

And where are you headed, 1937?

Today, Simone and I continue our quest

in finding another member
for our beloved skate crew.

Another try-out is at hand.

And since I will be directing
said "try-out,"

I thought it would be
befitting of me to...

dress the part.

Mm, girl, uh, listen here.
I would've went with

the black boot with the little lacy top.
But that's just me.

I still can't believe you guys

haven't found anyone
to replace Roxie.

I know. And Duchess
is only giving us one week

to find somebody or we're done.

Why don't you ask Ari Stevens
to be in your group?

-You know, that girl can skate.
-DEB: And she's cute.

-Ari Stevens?
-DEB: Mm-hmm.

Dad, Ari and I haven't been cool
since the second grade.

-(gasps) The second grade.
-Oh. Uh-oh.

What happened, Paris?

What, you wipe a booger
or somethin' on her?

-(both chuckle)
-No.

And why would you guys think
I did something to her?

-'Cause we know you, Paris.
-CAL: Mm-hmm.

And you have a tendency
of doing too much.

Since when do I do too much?

Hmm...

BOTH: Grocery store!

Oh, baby. I forgot the milk.

Can you go grab
some for me, please?

On it.

-Mom, they were out of milk.
-(mooing)

But ol' Betsy here got milk for days!

I... don't know how to scan that.

Now how you found a cow
in the middle of the hood is beyond me.

But you need to just let Ari
into your crew.

-Okay?
-PARIS: Maybe.

-It's really...
-Uh-uh-uh-uh. Those... Uh-uh.

Those are for paying customers.

Plus, I need them for me
and your daddy's little wager.

What wager?

Well, we are catering
an event later this evening.

And your mother
bet me a foot massage

that her "Sock-It-To-Me
Mini Bundt Cakes,"

will go over better than my

"Cal-Bakes-Better-Than-Ya-Mama
Slammin' Brownies."

Which are kinda dry.

Come on. Can I just get one?
Please?

Okay. Just one.

(scoffs) Cool!

PARIS: Good morning, everyone,

and welcome to
the We-B-Girlz tryouts.

Today, me and my girl Simone

will be judging you all
on three different things.

One. Rhythm.

Two. Skill.

And last but not least... Chemistry.

(sighs) Alrighty now. Any questions?

Yes?

I ate a worm yesterday.

It's official. He nasty.

♪ Get loose with it
Go and get loose ♪

(screams)

♪ Then you know who
The life of the party... Uh ♪

♪ Better mind what you say
Gonna get loose ♪

♪ Get wild in the place ♪

♪ Said a hater better mind
What you say ♪

(hip hop music continues)

(laugh)

(screams)

I gotta tinkle.

That was not good, Sim.

Not good at all.

Man, we just have to be Goldens.

My mom, my dad,
my Aunt Joyce are all Goldens.

I gotta represent.

This is my legacy we're talking
about here.

I'd hate to drop out.

Maybe we don't have to.

(R&B music plays)

SIMONE: Ari "Butterfly" Stevens.

If we want in on that
Golden competition,

and want to actually win,

Ari Stevens is the best shot we've got.

♪ Take a look at
What I started ♪

♪ Only rep when I sound it ♪

♪ Eyes on me
'Cause I got it ♪

♪ I got it ♪

♪ Okay, okay ♪

♪ 'Cause I got it ♪

LONDON: Hey, Duchess,
I just want to say

I really appreciate
you allowing me to DJ here.

-It's truly an honor.
-It's an honor, your Honorness.

Just do a good job, okay?

Since Erin left for college,
I've been rockin' my personal playlist.

That's your playlist I'm hearing?

No wonder everything sounds so old!

Why would y...

A... And refreshing.

DUCHESS: There she is!

Hey, Madison.

-Hey.
-You ready to bring it?

Always.

-Hey, London.
-Madison.

Ortiz, what are you doing here?

She's here for the open DJ spot, too.

So bring your A-game.

Oh. So this is like a competition?

Oh, that's cute. You actually
consider yourself competition?

Feisty! I like it. Have fun.

Except you.

If you need me, I'll be in my office.

Hey. Don't worry, dawg.

I bet she's not even all that.

LONDON: I know!
Why'd she come here?

-She actin' like...
-She don't even really listen to music.

Yeah!

-Come on now.
-(chuckles)

(hip hop beat plays)

You in trouble.

(grumbles)

Paris, look at Ari over there.

She wants us to ask her
into the group, Paris.

Mm, I don't really want
Ari in our group.

I mean, she's not feeling me,

and I'm definitely not feeling her.

Yeah, but why not?

I know you two have
this mysterious beef

from like, the second grade
that you refuse to tell me about.

Mm-hmm.

But don't you think it's time
to finally...

I don't know, bury the hatchet?

Huh. Let me think.

No.

I'm going over there.

-Mm-hmm.
-Simone!

Simone!

Hey, Ari.

Hey, Monie!

-Paris.
-Ari!

Ooh! New wings?

Uh, yup!

Designed them myself.

See, I found the pattern in the back

of Designer Tween Magazine
while I was waiting

for the dentist to fix my teeth, right?

I see the pattern, I cut it out,

I got home, I jump on the sew-sew.

blinged it out, and blam!

New wings.

-Right!
-Yeah.

Yeah, so, listen...

so the Battle to be
Golden Skate competition

-is coming up in a couple months...
-ARI: Mm-hmm.

Roxie moved away
and we were just wondering

if you wanted to join
our skate crew.

-Really?
-Yeah.

You want me to be part of
the We-B-Girlz?

Yes.

I would love to!

Ah, this is so exciting!

Does Paris want me in the group, too?

Yeah! (chuckles) Of course,
like, if you want to be in it.

I only want to be in it
if you want me in it.

Yeah, I only want you to be in it,

if you want to be in it, Ari,
that's all I'm sayin'.

Well, I'm sayin'...

Well, I... I'm sayin'... (chuckles)

What are we sayin'?

Let me get a pic of the
We-B-Wack Girls.

Ooh! And Ari and her busted skates!

Wow. Those skates are...

I think her big toe
just winked at me.

(laughter)

Come on, y'all.

Ari, if you want to be a part
of the We-B-Girlz,

we'd be happy to have you.

I'd be happy to have you.

Okay.

Yes, I'm in!

(squealing)

-Me and the wings, of course.
-SIMONE: Right?

(laughter)

-Let's do this!
-Yes, let's!

Okay? First order of business...

Let's get ready to battle!

Y'all know how we do it!

Freestyle Battle!

When the beat drops...

ALL: Y'all make it pop!

(cheering)

(cheering)

(hip hop music plays)

(crowd exclaims)

(music continues)

(music continues)

-(music stops)
-(crowd groans)

-LONDON: Derek!
-DEREK: My bad.

-It was...
-My whole crew was... I didn't...

Okay, but... Look,
I didn't blow nothin'.

I love my brother,
but I don't know

-how he's getting out of this one.
-Mm. For real.

But you know,
Ivan should be thanking him

for making the power go off.

You were blazing him out there!

Yeah, Paris. You were really good!

Oh, thank you! I mean,
y'all were k*lling it, too.

Simone with the diva moves.

And, Ari, with the fairy dust
coming off of those wings?

Girl, you make me wanna fly!
Okay? (chuckles)

-(laughs)
-I think we make a very good team.

-We do.
-A toast.

To us. The new We-B-Girlz Skate Crew
and soon to be Goldens!

Ooh!

-Ah!
-PARIS: I felt that.

Ari, thanks again for coming onboard.

For a minute there,
we thought we had to drop out.

You straight up got us out of that pickle.

(chuckles)

"Pickle."

Pickler.

Don't call me Pickler.

(chuckles) Oh, I'll call you Pickler
in a hot Pickler minute, Pickler.

(forced laughter)

What is going on?

Sorry, Simone.

I can't be in the crew anymore.

Ari!

Ari!

Paris, what in the pickle just happened?

(sighs)

CAL: (squeals) Look at 'em.

They're just so excited!

Who's a good toe? You's a good toe!

-(squealing)
-Okay, okay, okay, okay. Pipe it down.

All right, you won the bet.

Your dry little brownies

went over better than
my mini-bundt cakes. Okay?

Is that want you want to hear? All right?

There's no need to rub it... in.

Okay, okay, okay.
I will toe it down a bit.

What's up, y'all?

Your mother lost! Yes, she did!

-(laughs)
-Okay...

Ignore your father.
Just press mute.

How was Saturdays?

It was a'ight.

I got the DJ'ing gig.

-Yay!
-All right!

And I have to split the time
with Madison Ortiz, another DJ.

Well, I am proud of you,

and I would get up
and give my son a hug

but as you can see...

your mama's kinda busy,

all that crust-onia.

Paris, how are you? You okay?

(laughs)

See, on that, I'm out.

Okay, I know that laugh.
What happened?

Well, I did what you guys said

and I asked Ari to be a part
of our crew.

She said yes, and a little
while later, she quit.

-DEB: Oh!
-She quit? Why did she quit?

I don't know. She might have heard
something that triggered her.

Made her remember what happened
between us in second grade.

Oh, gosh. Paris.

Would you please tell us what happened
between you and this girl in second grade?

The world wants to know.

I don't wanna talk about it.

-All right.
-Okay, that's fine.

If you put that foot over there...

It was the fall of 2015.

I remember it well.

It was lunchtime
in Mrs. Smith's classroom.

For a snack,
Mom had packed me one of her

world-famous raspberry
red velvet cupcakes. Right?

And I couldn't wait to dig in.

But then Ari reached into her bag

and pulled out the ultimate
counter to my cupcake.

The Big Pickle.

And I mean a Big Pickle.

My... my mouth,
it just began to water.

It was beautiful.

And in a moment of weakness,

as she looked away... it happened.

I bit her big pickle.

The next thing I know,
she got the whole class

calling me "Paris the Pickler."

Do you know how traumatizing
that is for a second grader?

I may have been scarred for life.

And that's what happened.

You two... stopped being friends...

-over a pickle?
-Mm-hmm.

Baby, you know something's wrong
with you, right? You know that, don't you?

But what I'm trying to understand is,
and help me out, please. Okay?

So you bit... her pickle?

Right? Am I right?

So I understand why Ari is upset,

But why are you mad?

-Because...
-Because what?

Uh? Think about it for a minute.

Think about it
for about 30 seconds

because my corns
are getting restless.

Because...

maybe I was a little embarrassed.

Okay. Keep unpacking.

And...

I didn't apologize
when I had the chance.

Go on...

And...

I was in the second grade.

And sometimes, second graders
do and think stupid things.

Yeah, yeah, they do.

But adults do, too.

And we say
and do a lot of stupid things.

You know, I was gonna say
something

but it would've
just proved your point.

Bottom line is this,

you can't let your pride

get in the way of your progress, Paris.

Okay? It's never too late to...

make an attempt to right a wrong.

You know? You made a mistake.

Now it's time to woman up and own it.

Meaning I have to apologize to Ari.

-(clicks)
-With the quickness.

You got this, kid.

-Okay, now back to business.
-Mm.

But first I think we should
start with a...

pedicure.

Oh. Those are a little small,
don't you think?

-You know what?
-(Cal speaking indistinctly)

Them your mama's feet.
Your mama got feet like that.

Those are passed down,
that's generational crust.

-CAL: Would you just get on me?
-DEB: It's passed down.

(voices fading)

(indistinct chatter)

Hey, Ari!

Paris, I'm sorry,
but I'm really not in the mood...

So...

you're both big pickles.

Mm-mm-mm.

See, I only roll with the big pickle...

And that's only because she paid me
10 bucks to wear the shirt.

I should've asked for 20.

Yes, you should've.

Anyway...

Ari... this big pickle is totally sorry
for biting into your big pickle.

See, Paris has a tendency
of doing a little too much.

But she means well.

I do.

So... show her what's in the bag.

Okay. Now knowing your love for pickles,

we stopped by the store
and got you a little something-something.

Mm-hmm.

Pickle-flavored sunflower seeds.

Super spicy pickle-flavored
potato chips.

-Yup!
-Okay.

And...

a pickle-flavored churro!

(laughs)

So...

you brought me all
the pickle-flavored snacks,

but not an actual pickle?

(both laugh)

BOTH: We did!

(laughter)

PARIS: Girl, we ain't got no sense.

We don't.

(sighs) Ari...

Will you please come back to the crew?

To We-B-Girlz?

Help us all become Goldens? Please?

-Please?
-Please?

Y'all bought me
a pickle-flavored churro!

How can I say no? So, yes!

I'm back!

(squealing)

Whoo! Thanks, scrubs.

ALL: Ivan!

-Give it back!
-Bring it back!

All of this drama...
over a pickle.

Girl, I can't believe
I used to be that petty.

I can.

(both laugh)

So what are we gonna do?

I don't know, P.

Look... Roxie's our girl but so is Ari.

Maybe we just have to...

follow our hearts.

Yeah.

Maybe we should.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Well, it's about time!

I know them Saturdays nachos
are good,

but they ain't that good!

Okay, come on,
you guys are gonna love

what I just came up with.

What's the matter?
Are you guys okay?

No, friend. We're not.

Can we talk to you for a minute?

(somber music)

(knocking on door)

Sabrina, if that's you, I already told you
I haven't seen your checkered sweater.

Girl, it's not Sabrina.

Yeah, and I suggest you
find a better hiding spot

for your sister's sweater.

Yeah, probably so. (chuckles)

So...

I'm guessing the two of you
are coming over for an explanation

of why I left We-B-Girlz, right?

No, Ari. We know.

Look, we love you for the gesture,
but we just can't accept you leaving.

Girls, I don't want...

You don't want to come in between
our friendship with Roxie.

We get it.

And we know that.

But we also know that
sometimes things change.

And when Roxie moved to Jamaica,

we made a promise that the three of us
would become Goldens.

Together.

And that's how it needs to be.

What about Roxie?

We talked to her.

It was hard but...

We think she understood.

So...

Backsies on leaving We-B-Girlz?

-Backsies!
-Oh!

-Thank you, guys.
-We love you, Ari.

-Oh. Thank you.
-Seriously, girl.

At least I can stop singing
these sad blues songs.

"Blues songs"?
Girl, we didn't even know

you could play the guitar.

What you been playin'?

Okay, check it out.

Okay!

I didn't know she could play!

Me either!

♪ I was a little girl ♪

♪ Then I was really no more ♪

♪ I left my girls hangin', Baby ♪

♪ Then I crawled
On the floor ♪

♪ I didn't know what to do ♪

♪ So I laid in my bed ♪

♪ I wrote a song to get along ♪

♪ And this is what it said ♪

♪ That I have the blues ♪

♪ I have the butterfly blues ♪

♪ But now my blues are gone ♪

♪ And my girls will
Be readin' this song ♪

♪ Well, now I no longer sing ♪

♪ Sing the blues
Whoos ♪

-Ooh!
-You like it, yeah?

-Ari!
-Oh, my gosh!

-That was amazing!
-Girl, who are you?

Your friend.

-(both chuckle)
-(phone vibrates)

-Whoo.
-Hmm.

Ooh, speaking of friends, it's Roxie.

What's up, Rox?

Hey, Sim.

Look, I just wanted to call
and say no hard feelings about earlier.

I get why you and Paris
want to roll with Ari

in the Golden Skate Competition.

Thanks, girl. Nothing personal.

Right. I just hope you get why

I'm rockin' with the new team
in the competition as well.

Say hi to my new teammate...

BOTH: Sonia?

Hey, girls.

What is happening here?

Hold up. I think somebody else
wants to say hi.

We-B-Girlz, what's up?

ALL: Jesse?

Yeah.

Looks like I got me some new angels.

Okay, Roxie, what are you doing?

I'm leveling up.

I had to pivot since y'all didn't want me.

Roxie, that's not true.

No. What's true, Simone,

is that next week at the
Golden Skate competition,

you girls better bring your A-game.

Because I'm definitely bringing mine.

See you next Saturday.

(beeps)

(sighs) Well...

I guess it's on.

(hip hop music plays)

♪ Ooh, coming to the barbecue ♪

♪ Promise it's gonna be a moo ♪

♪ Holla if you rolling through
Like ahh ♪

♪ Bring the homie
Bring the boo ♪

♪ You can bring yo mama too ♪

♪ All of it is how we do
Ahh ♪

♪ Oh, Monday through Friday ♪

♪ Got us like, "Damn" ♪

♪ Everybody out the way ♪

♪ It's Saturday ♪

♪ All we do is celebrate ♪

♪ We got everything that
We need ♪

♪ 'Cause there ain't
No other day like Saturday ♪