01x59 - Episode 59

[bunniefuu]

[chuckles softly]

[gasps]

[sighs]

[knock on door]

- You.
- Teddy-boo.

What took you so long?

Where's Eva?

[chuckles]
Wouldn't you like to know?

Damn straight, since
I'm the one footing the bill,

and I never approved
of you being here.

And yet, here I am,
live and in color.

My God. And there you are,

standing there, looking like
a sexy, young thirst trap

who swept me off my feet
all those decades ago.

- Don't remind me.
- Ooh.

Come on, Ted.
Don't you remember?

I mean, we had
some good times together.

Like that one night

when you couldn't wait
to get back to my place,

so we booked a-a room
at the nearby hotel.

You know what?

It didn't look much different

- than this one.
- Dana, I'm warning you.

Oh, Ted...
don't you want to have some fun?

Huh?

Come on.

Vernon.

You better stop.

Acting like we're back
at the Regal Theater. [chuckles]

What's wrong?

So you can put your hands
all over me,

but I can't do the same?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

I was simply
straightening your tie.

Oh, come on, now.

Well, I can't let my man
go out into the world

looking any old kind of way,
now, can I?

Woman, you know what happens
when you do that.

This?

[both chuckling softly]

I hate leaving you alone.

You sure you don't want me
to stay?

I could be a buffer
between you two.

No. It was good that
you were here in the beginning

and eased the initial tension.

But, um,
you're needed elsewhere.

And plus, Tracy and I,

we're finding our rhythm,
surprisingly.

[Vernon chuckles]

Well, if you change your mind,
I'm only a call away.

Thank you, baby.

[plays piano]

You know what's funny?

Hmm, what's that?

You remember that upright piano
we used to practice on?

That thing was so lopsided,
it gave me vertigo.

Until we found the right phone
book to prop it up. [laughs]

Well, this one must have cost
more than the entire building.

You sure as hell won
the lottery, didn't you, Anita?

♪ ♪

Well, well. If it isn't
the great Houdini himself.

You stepped in for Wilkes
like you were

changing lanes on the highway.

Saved that patient while
your hand was still in a cast.

Speaking of which, look at God
working fast around here.

More like good timing and
even better physical therapy.

Although, I thought
I'd be celebrating

getting this cast off.

Vanessa said she'd be here.

Haven't seen her. Sorry.

The way you handled
those property owners,

I'm starting to understand

why they call you
the miracle worker.

I just laid out the facts.
That property needs to work,

and you're offering
more than fair market value.

Come on. That speech you gave

about "preserving
the building's legacy"?

Even I believed it.

Well, who says I didn't mean it?

That, right there.

That's what I'm talking about.

I don't know if
you're brilliant or dangerous.

Why does it have to be
one or the other?

Maybe I'm both.

Maybe that's why
I'm so taken with you.

Why do I get the impression
that you, Joey Armstrong,

never met a boundary
you didn't want to cross?

What? After all the time
we've spent together,

I can't admire your technique?

SMITTY:
Yeah.

Yes, I will continue
to keep you in the loop.

Okay. And thank you
for calling and checking in.

Okay.

Look at you,
back in the newsroom flow.

It's like you never left.

Ah, these groomers, Martin.

They're using their influence
on a generation

that's only ever known
the Internet.

I mean, they know how important
social media is to these kids.

It's really getting to you, huh?

We're parents.

It's hard to stay objective
when I keep seeing our kids

in all of these faces.

They really did a number
on some of them.

I talked to them and they...

and they clam up,

kind of like our kids do
to us lately.

Maybe try not coming at them

like you're covering
breaking news.

Are you saying I'm pushy?

When you're in reporter mode,

sometimes your intensity
can be...

overwhelming.

Even when it comes
from a good place.

But on the other hand...

Ah, what's with that smile?

Just remembering
what that passionate

reporter voice does to me.

Oh, funny, I seem to remember

it doing quite a bit
just this morning.

Hmm.

But business before pleasure.

- Didn't I just help you
with your business? - No, you did.

Yes, and thank you,
but there's something

I have to talk to you about.

Sorry, babe,
but it's gonna have to wait.

Despite the mayor's objections,

the infrastructure bill
is gaining traction.

I need to take some Zoom
meetings to rile up support.

It's interesting how
you had time for innuendo

just 30 seconds ago,
but the second I want to have

a real conversation,
you're suddenly swamped.

What do you want me
to do, Smitty?

All I'm asking for
is for ten minutes.

[knocking on door]

- Granddad.
- Hey there. [chuckles]

SMITTY:
Vernon. Hey.

- Hey.
- What, uh, brings you over?

I promised Samantha
I'd help with her history paper.

I'm not interrupting
anything, am I?

Remember when dinner was

whatever we could scrape up
between gigs?

[chuckles]
That was a long time ago.

Hmm.

Oh, but those nights,

sitting on the floor,
sharing Chinese takeout.

Fighting over the last egg roll.

Which you always won.

Not always.

Okay, fine.

- Most of the time.
- Hmm.

Must be nice having
a whole staff handle

everything for you.

Well, they don't
handle everything.

Just the stuff that makes life
easier for-for Vernon and me.

Oh, sounds like a humble brag.

Face it, you've come a long way

from sharing that one bathroom
in Cabrini-Green.

Okay, life is good.

And I count my blessings
every day.

But why do I get the feeling
there's something more to this?

I'm just noting
how far you've come.

You know, one minute
we were sharing everything--

jewelry, makeup, dreams.

The next...

The next what, Tracy?

The next, you're here,
living like Black royalty.

Okay.

Let me make one thing clear.

I have been blessed,

but winning the lottery
had nothing to do with it.

I earned everything I have.

Is that so?

I don't think
I like what you're implying.

Mm, a hit dog will holler.

I'm not hollering.

I'm just correcting your aim.

Nobody gave me this life.

I worked hard for every award,
every gold record, every penny.

And the harder I worked,

the more my efforts
were rewarded.

Is that what you tell yourself?

Now, technically,
he's not a hospital employee,

but that Andre Richardson,

ooh, he can get it
if he want it.

Okay, all done.

Ah-ah, but you got to
double-check that

before you hit send.

Although, he does have
a bit of a player rep,

and I don't have time
for anybody's petty jealousy.

Which brings me
to my next point.

Jealousy... is a disease
in this hospital.

And, honey, we have an outbreak.

[laughs] You should have seen
Dr. Flannery's wife yesterday

when she brought him lunch

and that new intern
was all like,

"Dr. Flannery, I have
a question about a patient."

I'm like, "Girl,
the only question you have is:

What time is he getting off?"
[laughing]

Shanice, I hope you're staying

on the right side
of the HIPAA laws.

Yes, Doctor. [clears throat]

Listen, my afternoon
just cleared up,

so I'm gonna get
out of here early.

You still haven't seen
Vanessa around?

No, I haven't seen her.

But if you're looking
for company,

I'm sure Dr. Flannery
and the new intern

- could use a chaperone.
- I think I'll go find my wife.

Afternoon, ladies.

WOMAN [over P.A.]:
Nurse Jackie, dial 309.

[giggles]

You know, that good cop,
bad cop routine we played...

Worked like a charm.

I thought for a minute
they were gonna pay us

to take the property
off their hands.

You really are something,
Vanessa, you know that?

No, I'm serious.

You're like
a real estate savant.

But what's really impressive
about you is

how good you are with people.

You have them eating

right out of the palm
of your hand.

Can't say I blame them.

TED:
You are truly a sick person.

But then again,
that's your specialty, isn't it?

Oh, lighten up, Ted.

You don't really think
that I would try

to do you in
our daughter's room, do you?

Ew. [chuckles]

Or maybe you're the one
that's sick and twisted

because you even considered it.

Says the woman
who kicked out her own daughter.

Our daughter.

Out of my apartment,
not my life.

Eva's my only child, Ted,

and I love her with everything
that I am, all right?

A mother's love doesn't die,

even when she has to make
hard choices.

Nice sentiment,

if I believed one word
coming out of your mouth.

But we both know
feelings require having a heart,

and you sold yours
a long time ago.

Mm, I get it.

You have to cast me as the devil

to make you get
some sleep at night

and have your own
indiscretions palatable, hmm?

But I'm not that, all right?

I simply came
to check on my daughter

and make sure that my pride
and joy is well and happy.

Now, isn't that
what a good mother does?

- Is that right?
- Mm-hmm.

Your bag is looking
mighty thick.

Wonder what could be in there.

Well, you know, I mean,

grabbing a few souvenirs
to take home with me.

It's not bad.
Would you like something?

Cut the crap, Dana.

Be real for once in your life.

Although, I suspect
you've played so many parts,

you don't even know
what real is anymore.

I told you that I came
to check on my baby,

and that is
what a good mother does.

So, now you're trying to be
mother of the year?

I'm doing my best.

Then why are you
telling Kat lies

about Eva running Laura
off the road? Hmm?

Summer of '72,
your great-grandpa

was one of
the organizers of one of

the biggest demonstrations
Chicago had ever seen.

What did you do?

Big department store downtown

wouldn't let our people work
anywhere above the stockroom.

[scoffs] Now, hardly any stores
did back then.

But we picked
the biggest one to target.

Didn't matter if you had a PhD.
They'd still hand you a mop.

So I organized daily protests.

Every morning, 10:00 sharp,
we'd be there with signs

and suits pressed
and shoes shined.

We looked so good,
they couldn't ignore us.

[groans] Third Zoom meeting
canceled today.

It's like
watching dominoes fall.

Everything all right, son?

I think the mayor's
making the rounds.

Suddenly, folks are spooked
to even talk to me.

I may need
to rethink my strategy.

You're welcome to join us.

I was just explaining
to Samantha

how we turned their
pressure tactics against them

back in the day.

Sometimes the best defense
is making them play your game.

Thanks, Granddad.
I think I just need a breather.

VERNON:
Oh, that's good. Change that phrase right there.

[clears throat]
Suddenly, there are

a lot of ears around here.

We definitely have
a full house, for sure.

Well, we still need to talk.
How about we go grab a bite?

You know what?
Maybe we should all go.

That's not what I had in mind.

- You guys up for lunch?
- VERNON: Good idea.

Nothing like breaking bread
while sharing history.

Did I tell you about the sit-in

at the five-and-dime
lunch counter?

SAMANTHA:
As in five cents?

Wait, what could you buy
with that?

VERNON:
Oh, girl, let me tell you about it.

Did you see that old man's face
when I laid out the numbers?

I thought his eyes
were gonna pop out.

And then the way
you handled his wife.

Smooth as silk.

What can I say?
When I'm good, I'm great.

And when you're bad,
you're better.

You tell me.

Yeah, bad is definitely better.

You know, I think
it's time we face it.

We make a great team.

Better than anyone expected.

Maybe we do.

Do you?

Started celebrating
my recovery without me?

What are you
accusing me of now, Ted?

I mean, what do you think,
I'm just some garbage

and you can throw me away
to the wayside?

I'm really not that bad.

Well, not as bad as some.

- Explain something to me.
- Hmm?

Why did you tell Kat
Eva committed a crime?

She had an alibi. It's ironclad.

There's no way Eva could have
run Laura off that road.

Oh. Whoo!

Praise the Lord.
Mm, won't he do it?

Oh, so you know what that means?

We don't have to worry, because
our daughter is innocent.

Crisis solved.

You're still not answering
my question.

[sighs] Eh.

At first, I was worried

that our daughter
was gonna be led astray

into the life
of a common criminal.

But at least now
she can have some friends

at that bougie-a*s hair salon
that you bought her.

- [chuckles]
- I didn't buy her a salon, Dana.

I rented her a chair.

Just a chair?

I--

Oh, I had that all wrong.

Okay, well, fine.

Listen, it was still
a mighty gesture and offer.

I mean, it hit me.

Ding.

A grand offer like that.

Ooh, that guilt must have been
eating you alive.

You are really something, huh?

You gaslight
with the best of them.

The queen of twisting
and turning things around.

But you're the only one guilty.

All this dodging and weaving

is making you look
real suspicious.

What's the point?

Why point the finger
at Eva when...

What were you about to say?

I always knew you were capable
of damn near anything.

I mean, look at the trouble
you went through

to blow up my marriage

in the most
humiliating way possible.

But now I'm looking at you,

and I don't just wonder.

I know.

Mm. Don't leave me in suspense.

You did this, didn't you?

Sorry, you have to be
more specific.

You ran Laura off the road.

Your cast, it's already off.

Quick healer, I guess.

- Baby...
- I was ahead of schedule.

I'm so sorry
I missed the removal.

I wanted to be there,
but Joey and I had this meeting

- in Petworth.
- Yeah, it's not like

I wanted to steal your wife
or anything,

but you know how it is.

Business is business.

Why don't you join us?

We're just going over
how well it went.

That's a good idea.

There's always room for
one more player at the table.

Right, Doc?

Nah. I need to get
to the hospital.

Unlike some folks,

my patients actually
need my attention.

But you just got here.

Three's a crowd,

and you two seem to be doing
just fine without me.

Something I said?

I will grab a table.

- What's good, Dr. McBride?
- DOUG: Not a damn thing.

I wonder what's up with him.

I bet you a hot dollar

it has everything to do
with that situation there.

Now, isn't that
an interesting pair?

Hmm.

You did this.

You were driving the motorcycle

that sideswiped Laura
and caused her crash.

You have really lost your mind.

And you are making assumptions.

I get coming after me,

but that sweet little girl has
nothing to do with the equation.

I deny vehemently
whatever you're implying.

You're gonna rot in hell
for this, Dana.

Right after you spend


I'm not going anywhere,

and neither is
your big, fat mouth.

Who's gonna stop me?

Hmm, I just have to hit you
where you live.

I mean, we both know
how smart I am.

Push me, and I will make sure

that Eva catches even more hell
than she's already facing.

You'd send Eva to prison
for something you did?

You'd do that
to your own flesh and blood?

I said what I said.

I'm holding all the cards.

I went through
most of Eva's life

not knowing she existed.

But now that I do,

there is nothing,
nothing I won't do

to protect my child.

Especially from you,
you crazy b*tch.

[softly]:
Mm.

That's exactly what I was
hoping for, Teddy Bear.

We may cross paths.

There's nothing
I can do about that.

But you stay away
from me and mine,

or I swear,
I'll make you wish you had.

Oh.

That's Miss b*tch.

[kisses]

You heard what I said.

What year was it when you won
your first solo Grammy?

[Anita chuckles]

Who knows?

I never kept track
of dates and years.

So, you just collected
all your many trophies?

Hmm, must be nice being you.

Meanwhile, I was
holding down the Blue Room,

Tuesday nights,


Tips only.

But you know what they ask me
every single time I got booked?

What?

When are you bringing Anita?

Like I wasn't enough on my own.

- I'm sure you blew them away.
- Damn right, I did.

I wasn't just sitting around,
painting my toenails,

waiting for someone
to come knocking on my door.

Oh, no, no, no.

You were out there doing it,
making it happen.

Every dive bar,
every cabaret club,

every hotel lobby
that needed background music.

But it was always
the same story.

Nobody really wanted me

without the great
Anita Williams attached.

Even when it was
supposed to be about me,

somehow it always
circled back to you.

I'm sorry.
I... I know that was tough.

I had talent.

God knows I had drive.

But what I didn't have

was that special something
that made Dante Green

look at you
and see dollar signs.

Or maybe what I was missing
was your willingness

to walk over anybody
that got in your way.

- That is not what happened.
- Isn't it?

I didn't walk all over
you and Sharon.

I made a decision
to leave the group.

It happens.

I'm not the first artist
who has done that.

Oh, come on, Anita.
Let's keep it 100.

Yes, you left,
which was one thing.

But the worst thing is you left
at the worst possible time,

right when we needed you most.

[sighs]

Look at you, girl.
You are still fine as wine.

That fool Ted
wouldn't know what he has

if it was right in front of him.

You are a queen.

That's what you are.

A beautiful and powerful queen.

Hmm, but what is it about me
that draws him in?

Hmm? [gasps]

Is it you, Leslie?

Sweet little Leslie,
so vulnerable.

Maybe it's you, Dana.

Strong, demanding Dana.

Little Anna with
all her games and secrets.

Oh, Anna.

Which one of us does he desire?

And which one of us
will he choose?

Hmm.

Wait a minute.

[scoffs] Mm-hmm.

I know.

I'm sorry. I promised myself

I wouldn't go to all those
fraught places with you.

No, you-you deserve answers.

I mean, how can we move forward

without at least attempting
to... clear the air?

The truth is... I was drowning.

Every morning when I woke up,

I felt like the walls
were closing in on me.

- We were all hurting, Anita.
- I know.

But...

after what happened...

...I couldn't face any of it.

Either of you.
Every time I looked

at you or Sharon, I saw...

So you ran.

It may have looked that way,

but I was
just barely holding on.

The guilt.

Work was my salvation,

something I could control,
something I could...

Something that didn't
remind me of...

...of what happened.

We could have helped each other.

That's what sisters do.

Sometimes you have
to save yourself

before you can save anyone else.

I'm sorry, Anita.

I'm not buying it.

You don't think it's suspect

that Vanessa's out here
with Joey Armstrong?

Not everything needs
a deep dive.

I've seen them at Uptown before.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Maybe they go way back,
like old acquaintances.

No cap,
but the vibes between them

are giving
something else entirely.

Maybe they're trying
to get more acquainted.

Samantha, your great-granddaddy
is sitting here.

Well, don't mind me, now.

These old eyes may be tired,
but they're not blind.

I see exactly what you see.

You really don't think
something's off?

SAMANTHA:
Uh, should we

look at the menu?

The mac and cheese here
is bussin'.

Maybe if you'd stop
avoiding the obvious.

Samantha's right.

- Let's order.
- I agree.

Let's enjoy ourselves
and leave the work at home.

Some of us don't want
to turn everything

into a federal investigation.

Seems like you have
everybody's attention

whenever you take up space
in a room.

Well, the only thing
that has my attention

is sitting right in front of me.

About Doug earlier.

He's been
going through it lately.

I understand.

Go, handle your business.

If that's what you really want.

Actually, it's not.

I don't want to go after Doug,
but I probably should.

It is interesting how long
they were here together.

Should somebody send up
a flare to Nicole?

That her best friend had
a business lunch?

[scoffs] Not everything needs
the CSI treatment, Smitty.

VERNON:
Yeah, Nicole has enough on her plate right now.

MARTIN:
Exactly.

Some folks need to learn
when to let sleeping dogs lie.

And some folks need to be honest
when something isn't right.

Tyrell has a girlfriend.

Well, not an actual girlfriend,

but him and Jessica
are getting really close.

Well, I guess there's cause
for celebration all around.

Anita's with Tracy as we speak.

From the Articulettes?

I thought there was
bad blood between them.

Oh, good thing
time heals all, hmm?

You expect me to believe
that you were some wounded bird

who had to fly away
on a broken wing?

Well, I wouldn't put it
exactly like that,

but there is some truth there.

All right, I'll give you that.

But we both know
there's another side.

You didn't make it because
you worked harder, Anita.

You made it because
you were willing to do

what the rest of us couldn't.

Which was what?

Be ruthless.

All that talk about drowning?

Please.

You saw your chance
and you took it.

We looked up and you were gone.

Didn't matter
who you had to walk over.

- That's not fair.
- Isn't it?

The minute Dante Green
expressed interest in you

as a solo act, you were gone.

- No, I tried to explain.
- You...

You explained nothing.

You were too busy
trying to reinvent yourself

to give a damn about
what you left behind.

Admit it, Anita.

You threw us away.

Dr. Richardson. Dr. Richardson.

Ah, my bad, Shanice.

I'm just in my head.

Well, I hope
some of that headspace

- was for Andre's documentary.
- [sighs]

Folks have been
asking about it nonstop.

Yeah, it's coming together
beautifully.

He's, uh, doing some
postproduction work right now,

but when it's ready,
we're gonna do a screening

for all the hospital employees.

Show everybody
what the first year nurses

went through to get here.

Good.

Everyone's asking about it,

wanting to know who's in it
and who looks like

they came off as knowledgeable
or clueless. [laughs]

People like you, perhaps?

Oh, no. I know I looked good.

Okay, I'm dying to know, Doc.
How did I look?

And-and more than that,
how did I sound?

Like the beautiful,
compassionate,

skilled nurse supervisor
you are.

[chuckles]

The video will prove
what we already know.

We're lucky
to have you, Shanice.

[laughs]

No wonder women spend
all that money

with you fixing their faces.

You're a charmer,
Dr. Richardson.

Eh.

[Ted clears throat]

[elevator bell dings]

Huh. Well, if it isn't
the man himself.

Vanessa--

You're some piece of work,
aren't you?

Walking around here
like everything's sweet.

Ted Richardson, you are
one clueless son of a b*tch.

Good afternoon.
I'm Dr. Richardson.

No. No, that's not it.
[clears throat]

Good afternoon.

I'm Dr. Nicole Richardson,
chief psychiatrist.

[chuckles]

[scoffs]

Like anybody was asking
for all them damn credentials

you just stay throwing up
in people's faces.

[mocking tone]:
"I'm Dr. Richardson. I'm the chief of everything.

I'm Ted's wife."
[mocking giggle]

[normal voice]:
God, she is as dry

as day-old cornbread.

So, this is,
uh, what gets you all

hot and bothered, Teddy?

All that bougie,
prissy and proper

professional perfection?

[scoffs]

Oh, Ted. [laughs]

I would like to examine
your whole entire existence.

Therapy this, cognitive that.

Psychobabble, psychobabble.

Psycho boop, boop-boop-boop,
boop, babble.

[laughs]

Oh, my gosh.

So, let's review
your options, Ted.

Hmm?

Let's see. Mm.

You can either keep
playing house

with boring, predictable
Nicky number one,

or...

[laughs]

...you can break off a piece
of Nicole 2.0.

New and improved.

And delicious.

You know, I've been wanting
to say this since that night.

I wish I'd been there
so I could've laid into you

in front of all of
Nicole's family and friends.

But Nicole was there, too,

and God knows that woman's
been through enough.

You have the floor.
Let's hear what you have to say.

Well, the great Dr. Richardson.

The perfect husband,
pillar of the community.

Do you know
how many times I listened

to Nicole sing your praises?

She never once doubted you.

Never once questioned.

Meanwhile, you were out there
with that Leslie woman,

or Dana or whatever
she calls herself--

If you're gonna take me to task,

I'm gonna need you
to get your facts straight.

What Dana and I had
wasn't ongoing.

We hooked up a long time ago

when Nicole and I
were having problems.

Oh. Do you even know
what loyalty means, Ted?

Because Nicole has lived loyalty
every day of your marriage.

She chose you,
took care of you, loved you.

You think I don't know that?

You think I don't wake up
every morning

knowing exactly what I did?

Mm, shame is the least
you should feel.

What keeps me up at night
is how you could look at her

and choose to throw it all away.

If I could take it all back...

I don't need you to tell me
about Nicole's worth.

I see it in every moment,
in every corner of my life.

My wife loved me deeply.

She trusted me completely.

She gave me her loyalty
without hesitation.

I used to see that
reflected in her eyes.

The love, the belief, the pride.

Now when she looks at me,

all I see is
the pain I gave her,

the hurt I caused her.

Now, I know there's some wounds
that can't be healed.

There's some sins
that can't be undone.

And I live with that truth
every day.

So, if it's of any comfort
to you, Vanessa,

just know that I will
never forgive myself.

Not for what I've done to her

and not for
what I've taken from us.

[mutters]

[elevator bell dings]

[exhales sharply]

Oh. [chuckles]

Hey there, Shanice.

Hey, boo.

I must really be looking down.

That's the only time you use

that comforting nurse tone
with me.

Vanessa, you know I'm here
for whatever you need.

Everything okay with you
and, uh, Dr. Richardson?

Oh, just been a long day.

- Is Doug around?
- No. Uh, he bounced a while ago.

Said he was looking for you.
Y-You didn't cross paths?

Must have just missed him.
I'll call. [laughs]

DOUG [recorded]:
You've reached Dr. Doug McBride.

I can't come
to the phone right now.

If this is a medical emergency,
please call 911.

Otherwise, leave a message.

This has been fun,
but I... I do need to get back.

Actually, Samantha,
do you mind using your Uber card

to take you
and your great-granddad home?

Your pops and I have to
hash something out real quick.

VERNON:
Come on, Samantha.

I can finish giving you
my stories in the car.

Some conversations can't wait.

But first,
I got to grab some takeout

for Anita and Tracy,

take them back
to their Chicago roots

with some good old soul food.

Uh, okay. Uh, love you, Dad.

Love you.

- Love you, Pop.
- Love you, too.

We need to talk, and
this time you're gonna listen.

You want the truth?

Fine.

Maybe I was ruthless.

Maybe I was tired of
making decisions by committee.

Maybe I just wanted something
that was only mine.

There she is.

The real Anita Williams.

Yeah.

The little girl
from Cabrini-Green

who swore she'd be somebody.

And she did it.

And I will not apologize
for that.

And you think I don't know
what they said back then?

Poor Tracy.

Poor Sharon.

Left behind by the selfish,
ruthless Anita Williams.

We had talent.

And we were willing to work
just as hard as you.

Harder, given the fact
that we didn't have

the advantages you did.

Well, the music business
is tough, Tracy.

And I'm sorry it wasn't gonna
work out for you and Sharon,

but I wasn't gonna let that
hold me back.

I wasn't gonna let
anything hold me back.

No matter what the cost, huh?

If that's what it took.

I was desperate to erase
any trace of that place.

Every memory, every reminder
that I was a nobody!

So, you're right.

It didn't matter
what or who I had to sacrifice.

And I am sorry
it had to be that way,

that you and Sharon became
collateral damage.

But it wasn't just
Sharon and me, was it?

I might have done
something terrible one night,

- but this man...
- Martin, mind your surroundings.

Well, aren't you a natural?

VANESSA:
I guess I don't mind

taking a few risks after all.

Am I supposed to throw
my step-monster

a babymoon girls' trip now?

Take a test in front of me.

Or if you want to prove
you're a liar, just say no.

EVA:
Always have a spare.

That's what you taught me, Mama.

What did you do
with my helmet and gloves?

[Eva chuckles]