GLOW (2017–…): Season 3, Episode 5 - Freaky Tuesday - full transcript
[classical music playing]
[breathing deeply]
[groans in pain]
[Bash]
Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
it’s GLOW!
- The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [crowd cheers and applauds]
[ring bell clangs]
[groans in pain]
[shower running]
[Bash] Ladies and gentlemen,
- [crowd cheers]
- Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
- [ring bell clangs]
- live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
- [ring bell clangs]
- it's GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [audience cheering]
- [shouting]
It's GLOW!
[cheering and applause]
[ring bell clangs]
[cheering]
It's GLOW!
It's GLOW!
It's GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [shower running]
- [groans]
[knocking at door]
[Reggie] We have to go!
Give me a minute!
[cheering and applause]
- [ring bell clangs]
- [yells]
[groans in pain]
[yells]
[exhales]
Showtime.
[groans]
[inhales deeply]
[groans]
- [sneezes]
- [music stops]
Fuck.
We lost one of our own yesterday.
Bernie Rubenstein.
A man who loved beautiful women
as much as he loved a good parking spot.
- [subdued laughter]
- [Sandy] Bernie was, well...
you all know Bernie.
Someone who was the biggest personality
in the room,
even though he was usually the shortest.
[chuckles, sighs]
He also hated gum.
- [Bash] Mm.
- And green eye shadow.
He... thought it was so tacky,
which is why you will not find
a single green eyelid in all of Rhapsody.
It's... It's funny, I... I realize most
of you knew Bernie as an old man, but...
when he was younger, uh,
he was... he was really something
with his... dark hair.
He actually hired me for my first job,
straight off the bus from Ohio.
He taught me how to do high kicks,
how to smile,
how to put Vaseline on my nipples
so they always looked amazing.
[chuckles] Uh... with Bernie gone, it's...
it's the end of an era.
I mean, nobody really cares
about elegance anymore, or class.
Now, people wear T-shirts in the casino,
and there’s a Burger King
in the lobby of the Riviera. I mean...
maybe it’s a good thing Bernie died
before any of that happens here.
Anyway, enough with the nostalgia.
When your shift is done,
have a drink at the bar on me.
Chardonnay.
Thank you all for coming.
- I loved your speech.
- [Sandy] Thank you.
His daughters wouldn’t let me speak
at the real funeral, so...
Look, um, Bernie always said,
"Talk to people
when they can’t say no to you."
And so, in his honor,
I would like to extend GLOW’s contract
until the end of the year.
- [exhales]
- Um...
Keep you a part of the Fan-Tan family.
Sorry, you... you mean stay in Vegas
another nine months?
Nine months. Yes.
Let’s say double scale for the producers.
- Wow.
- [Sandy] I mean,
we can work out the details later.
Well, I think I speak
on behalf of all of us when I say
- that this is an...
- That we need to discuss this. Um...
It’s such a flattering offer,
of course, but...
Wow, yeah, obviously there’s a lot
to talk about together. All of us.
- Of course. You know where I am.
- Yes, thank you.
What is there to discuss? This is...
This is everything we’ve ever wanted.
[Debbie] The fact that you think
that there’s nothing to discuss,
- that's why we need a discussion.
- Sandy’s rolling out the red carpet.
Not to mention,
you’re gonna make more money
- than you’ve ever made in your career.
- It’s not about the money. It's about...
the fact that I live in a different state
than my kid.
Three months was already brutal.
Brutal? Please. I seem to remember
more than a few amenities
that have been making your time here
more bearable.
[Rhonda] You guys, stop.
We’re basically at a funeral.
[Bash sighs]
- [knocking at door]
- [groans]
[door opens]
[Reggie] She’s on the floor.
I offered her a sports massage,
but she wouldn’t let me touch her.
[weakly] Reggie, I told you,
I need soft hands.
Soft. [whines]
[panting]
Hey. Actually, I'm... I'm good down here.
If your back is in too much pain
to get on the table,
you should probably head to a doctor.
Just do what you can, please.
And, uh, maybe I’ll be able to get up.
And I'll go soak in the hot tub.
And go to work. I’ll be fine.
Okay.
[slow instrumental rock music playing]
[sighs]
Well, uh, Sacramento’s still bullshit,
- but I now have a B-minus average.
- [Sam] Mm.
Uh, Billy sent me some lame demo tape,
which is like one long,
desperate take-me-back plea.
[chuckles softly]
Whatever. It's... It's all boring.
No, not... not to me.
I'm just happy to see ya.
I'm glad you decided to spend
your spring break here. It's great.
So, how's Vegas?
Well, it... [stammers] This is it.
You're in it.
It's nothin'. I mean, you know...
Oh, you know what?
You’ll get a kick out of this.
Uh, we lost Keith to some gig.
And guess who’s gonna be playing ref?
- Ruth.
- No. Good guess, though.
[Justine] Okay, who?
- No.
- [Sam laughs]
- Yeah.
- [Justine] Uniform and everything?
- Yep.
- Well, now I gotta see this show!
- [laughs] Yeah.
- You running around the ring? [chuckles]
No wonder you got so skinny.
Well, I've... I've also been dating
the hotel gym's rowing machine, so...
[sips loudly] Uh...
- You know...
- I wrote my screenplay.
The one I promised I’d finish...
Really?
I finished it.
Wow.
Congratulations.
That's a screenplay.
Okay. First note: uh, it needs a title.
Yeah, no shit.
[flicking pages]
Will you read it?
[clicks tongue] I'd love to.
Okay, but I need you to be
completely honest with me.
- Especially if it sucks.
- Okay.
I promise to be merciless.
- Don’t read it in front of me!
- What...
What the hell is wrong with you?
What's happening? Where...
Where you going?
I... I don’t wanna be anywhere near you
when you're reading it.
I don’t have to read it right now.
Can't we...
[sighs]
Got a tip from Chad the valet
that you were in here.
[sighs] Of course you did.
I don’t usually get drunk
in the hotel bar.
It seems more professional here.
[takes a deep breath]
You said I could come to you
if I ever needed to.
Woman to woman. Well, here I am.
Not a good time, Debbie.
If you couldn’t tell.
Imagine how you’d feel if Bash died.
I'd... [stammers]
Well, it... it'd be very tragic,
given how young and handsome he is.
You didn’t see Bernie in his heyday.
Oh, God. I'm sorry. Were you two...
God, no. He was a creep.
And very short.
But you know how it is.
You hitch your wagon to a rich dreamer.
The dreamer dies,
and your wagon is sitting
on the side of the road
with a bottle of gin
and a four-million-dollar showgirl show
to pull along.
Look, I know you’re in mourning,
but also, uh, doing business,
so it’s hard to navigate this.
But, um...
your offer is...
like dropping an atom bomb on my life.
[chuckles softly]
You’re telling me you didn’t have a plan
for if your show would be successful?
I thought it would end after three months,
as planned.
Is that what you want?
I don't know.
I wasn’t really thinking
that many steps ahead.
If you want to be a good producer,
you should.
[door opens]
[indistinct chatter]
Maybe I’ll swing by your show tonight.
Rhapsody is dark
for the first time in ages.
My husband has a poker game.
[inhales deeply]
Better to cry in the dark with strangers
than alone in a big empty house, right?
[clicks tongue]
[Bash] Sam. Sam. [knocks on counter]
Sam, hey. Earth to Sam.
- Hey, man.
- [Bash] Oh!
- That's a lot of pages.
- Mm.
- You back on the horse? Can I read?
- No.
Hey. What do you think of that number?
- Nice number.
- [Bash] Mm-hmm.
You’re looking at what you'd be making
if we stuck around in Vegas
for nine more months.
Fuck.
- That much?
- [Bash] Mm-hmm.
If we want this money,
all we gotta do is take it.
Sandy wants GLOW to play the Fan-Tan
- through the end of the year.
- [Sam] Wow.
Okay.
- That’s pretty enticing.
- Yeah.
I agree. So help me get Debbie
to come around on this thing.
Together. You know,
I’ll be good cop, you be bad cop.
She’s worried about... I don't know,
not being able to see her kid
and the girls getting through the show.
Yadda, yadda.
I say let’s deal with all that later.
- You know what I mean?
- [Sam] Mm.
Yeah, I don't know.
I don't wanna be put in the middle.
All right.
I’m not putting you in the middle.
You'd be on my side,
which is not in the middle at all.
What happened
to “One for all, all for one"?
Well, it's a bit more like,
“Two against one
until we all agree... for one."
C’mon man. This is why I kept you around.
See, I thought you kept me around
to direct.
[scoffs] Sam, let's be honest, all right?
I mean, you're on a paid vacation.
But you can earn your money
by being the director who agrees
- with the producer.
- Yeah, I’m not your fuckin' butler.
You know? You can’t pay me
to be your friend, or to agree with you,
or to tell you how fantastic
all your ideas are.
Yeah, yeah. That’s right.
Instead, I’m paying you
to sit around a fucking hotel room
and write another screenplay
- that'll never see the light of day.
- Don’t throw your weight around.
You're not good at it.
You know what, Sam?
You’re lucky to have this job.
And you should have my fucking back
on this.
- [women laugh]
- [approaching footsteps]
- Hey. How was your massage?
- Just what the doctor ordered.
[as Ethel] You know what?
I could use a massage.
My sciatica is killing me!
You know, get those,
like, nice, warm, tiny hands all over me.
[as Edna] Oh!
Last time I had tiny hands all over me,
it was at the gynecologist.
- [both] Haa!
- [Stacey] Yeah, that's... that's good!
Hey, hey, I have an idea.
How about I play a Biddie tonight?
- Come on! I’d make a great Edna. Or Ethel.
- [Stacey] Uh...
Last time we listened to you and Cherry
about switching characters,
it did not go well.
You know what?
I’d be down to switch characters,
but I’m not touching Welfare Queen.
I could switch with you.
No... No. We can't switch characters, okay?
The costumes won’t fit.
It’ll be a complete disaster.
Or it’ll be funny.
You know what? It’s the last week.
Tammé’s right. Let’s, uh...
Let's do it. Let's shake it up.
- What about kayfabe?
- [Ruth] I’m with Carmen.
Also, it's our job to do the same show.
And it’s through the repetition
that you find out more
about your character.
But if we did switch characters,
I need to be Welfare Queen.
She’s got all the best moves,
and I’m the only one, besides Cherry,
who can play her.
'Cause I'm half black?
- You are?
- Oh.
I mean, that's crazy.
I knew that.
Well, I... I call dibs on Liberty Belle.
If anyone gets Liberty Belle, it’s me.
It was my character first.
[sighs] Give it a rest, Reggie.
If anyone's capable of making
Liberty Belle look good, it's me.
Quick pitch. Jewish Liberty Belle.
[indistinct shouting]
All right! All right!
Everyone settle down!
If anyone is going
to play Liberty Belle... it’s Ruth.
[Jenny] Oh!
- Really?
- Yes. And I am going to play Zoya.
It’ll be like Freaky Friday.
Or Freaky... whatever, Tuesday.
Oh, come on. You’re an actor.
Don’t tell me you haven’t wanted
to play other parts.
Come on, just be Liberty Belle.
Fine. [chuckles]
It’s not the worst idea.
- Junkchain.
- Yes!
- [excited chatter]
- Yes!
[Arthie] Oh, I feel great!
Yes! Yeah! Yes!
[indistinct chatter]
My dad’s in the show.
My father figure died this week.
- [lighter clicks]
- [drumroll]
- [exhales]
- [audience cheers and applauds]
- [Bash] Ladies and gentlemen,
- [triumphant orchestral music playing]
Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
it’s GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
[audience cheers and applauds]
Ha-ha! Yes, yes, yes!
What an audience tonight!
Wow! So many VIPs!
Better bust out the bubbly!
Okay.
For our first match tonight,
reeking of Bengay and prune juice,
it’s Ethel and Edna,
- the Beatdown Biddies!
- [crowd cheers]
[laughs] Oh, boy!
My arthritis is acting up!
I believe I’m due for a bone density test!
[Tammé groans]
- Look at this crowd.
- What crowd?
- Oh!
- [audience laughs]
- Wow, I love this crowd!
- Oh, hello.
[Tammé] You're beautiful.
Just beautiful.
Eh, some of you beautiful.
- [crowd laughs]
- [Bash] Here they come. Spry as a coffin.
[Arthie] Edna. We gotta go.
- We gotta go fight for our lives.
- [quietly] Ow!
All right! Hurry it up, ladies!
We got more than one match
to get through tonight.
[Tammé grunts] Okay.
Ethel! Ethel!
- Okay. Yeah, yeah, I got you.
- Ethel! Okay.
[clears throat]
And in this corner, hopefully,
is the Red Scare.
- [military march playing]
- [audience booing]
[Bash]
Zoya the Destroya and Fortune Cookie!
[audience booing]
[laughs wickedly]
[laughs as Zoya] Darlings, please.
Hate me all you want.
I am cold and heartless
like the frigid Siberian tundra.
[quietly] Jesus fucking Christ.
I feel nothing for you capitalist idiots.
Well, except maybe pity
for inevitable decline.
[laughs]
Let's see, what would scare you?
- A museum.
- [crowd laughs]
Book without pictures. Okay.
And you...
hello!
You have
very nice permanent hair treatment.
- Thank you.
- You must be made of money,
and therefore
have American secrets I can extract
through acts of sexual nature.
- [laughter]
- [Melrose] Hai-ya!
Okay.
Perhaps we discuss later in, uh, hot tub.
- [Melrose] Ya! Hai-ya!
- [Debbie] Sorry about your bill.
How to approach...
Oh!
Cookie, help. Help me, Cookie. Okay.
Coming to the rescue!
[Debbie] Perfect for families.
Let's get this party started.
It's time to wrestle.
- [bell dings]
- [cheering and applause]
[Tammé] Look here, little Asian girl.
Just because I'm a baptized member
of the Ebenezer Baptist Church
don’t mean I won’t tear that ass up.
How you tear up ass if you cannot walk
- without walking aid?
- [crowd laughs]
Excuse me,
how do you walk in that tiny leotard? Ha!
You’re two shakes away
from a yeast infection! Ugh!
Oh!
- [Arthie yelps]
- Hey! Come on!
- [shouting]
- Who has yeast infection now?
[in exaggerated accent]
Who order number 69 on the menu?
- [yells]
- [Bash] Ooh!
Here. Belt the skirt.
Yolanda, how’s it going over here?
- I got a diaper booty.
- [Jenny sighs]
- What you gonna do for our match?
- [Yolanda] I think I’m going to light this
and say something like...
[speaking Spanish]
And then blow it in your face
or something.
- [Rhonda] Oh, okay.
- [sighs] Okay.
Um, I think instead of being Machu Picchu,
I’m gonna be...
[in upper-class English accent]
...a British explorer
conquering Machu Picchu.
All right. You're set. You're good.
Um, well, the top fits.
- Okay, just wear your leggings.
- Oh, good.
These crystal pantyhose
are too damn short.
- Fine! Ditch the pantyhose!
- [Cherry] Okay.
I need a character.
[Melrose over PA] Soy sauce
in your eye! Chopstick in your nose!
- Oh, my God. Why is she doing that voice?
- Isn't that the same voice you do?
No, it's not.
It's not the same voice, Sheila.
Okay?
She’s a white girl doing that voice.
What’s your problem.
Are you gonna change or not?
I’ll be back.
Sheila! You're on in...
[Sheila] I know! I need a minute!
[Melrose over PA] Hai-ya! I'm a ninja! Ya!
I fly you like lice!
Chinese! Japanese! Elderly, on your knees!
[yells]
Hai-ya!
[as herself]
Tammé, what the fuck? Do the move!
[groans]
Doctor Zoya says loudmouth babushka
should get her rest.
[groans]
[Arthie] Ethel, help me!
[Bash]
Zoya's just chucked Edna out of the ring.
- Bye, old spaniel.
- [crowd booing]
- [in normal voice] What's going on?
- I don't know.
[wrestlers grunt]
[Bash]
And the evil empire's prevailed, folks!
- I can't believe it! We have a winner!
- [exclaims]
- [bell dings]
- [mix of cheering and booing]
[as Fortune Cookie]
Oh, my parents so proud! Oh! Oh!
- Hey, what the fuck?
- Huh?
[groans]
[Bash] What's this? Looks
like Zoya's turning on her partner. Shit!
And now it's Russia versus China!
- One, two, three!
- [Melrose groaning]
I can't believe it, folks!
Zoya destroys her own partner Mel...
tion Cookie with a devastating body slam.
Russia takes the crown all for herself.
Wow!
[quietly] Hey, you’re taking my one job.
Holy Toledo!
Whoa! Cool!
[quietly] Hey, what the fuck
do you think you're doing?
- [as herself] Is it not clear?
- Uh, Sandy's at the show.
She came tonight, okay?
Yeah, she told me she was coming.
I thought this would cheer her up.
[as Zoya] What is this?
You send useless man without shirt
to deliver, what is it, toy crown?
- No.
- Is this what Bash Howard budget gets you?
In Russia,
- I have egg more valuable than this.
- [crowd laughs]
No wonder no one wants to challenge Zoya.
[as Liberty Belle] I’ll fight you!
[crowd gasps]
- Who said that?
- Over here!
Sorry. Little old me.
Where? All I see is plain-toast girl.
[crowd laughs]
Well, you’re right about that.
I am a plain girl...
the Great Plains, that is.
I may be a sweet innocent girl
from the heartland of America,
who spends most of her days
plucking chickens and milking cows,
but that doesn’t mean I won’t make time
to kick your Russki ass
from sea to shining sea!
- [cheering]
- [patriotic march music playing]
Oh, disrobing. Wow.
Is necessary? I... I...
Once I get this skirt off,
you're in for it, you!
[laughs]
[Ruth] Ha! Here I come.
This is amazing.
Whoo!
Ha!
[Debbie] Oh, American sweetheart.
Girls like you used for toothpick
in Russia.
Well, this American toothpick runs
on nothing but meat and wheat
- from the great state of Nebraska!
- [crowd cheering]
[Bash] Oh! She's kicking it off
with a dropkick to the diaphragm!
Taste my shoe.
[Bash]
I guess she's feeding her some boot!
- But this Russian's not having any of it.
- [groans]
[Bash] It looks
like it might be over fast, but...
- Oh, wait a minute!
- [yells]
- [Bash] There's a reverse sunset flip!
- One! Two!
[Bash] Who knew this American
and this Russian knew each other's moves?
It's as if they've played each other
before!
- Take this, swine!
- [Debbie yells]
Oh!
[audience booing]
Do you like my little slut ukulele?
- [Ruth shrieks]
- [Debbie yells]
Such a dirty mouth.
I hope my daddy isn't watching!
Oh, darling, I'm your daddy now.
- [screams]
- [crowd yelling]
Oh, my back!
My number one asset when farming.
[Bash]
That back-breaker looked like it hurt!
- [Ruth yells]
- [audience cheering]
[Bash] Oh, looks like there's spunk yet
in this little American firecracker.
- [Ruth] Yeah.
- [Bash] Like the patriots at the Alamo,
she's not going out
without fightin' off the Russians.
- [Debbie groans]
- [audience cheering]
Ooh!
- [Bash] Oh!
- [Ruth] Whee!
[Bash] Heads-up!
- Oh, a cazadora, do I see?
- [laughs]
[Debbie groans]
One! Two! Three!
- And we have a winner!
- [bell dings]
[cheering]
[Bash] Unbelievable, folks.
A little lass
from Lincoln's lovely homeland
defeats Zoya the Destroya!
What's your name, sweetie pie?
I’m Liberty Belle, [giggles]
and any time evil confronts our borders,
I'll be there.
[Carmen, as Welfare Queen]
Hold on a second, white lady.
[booing]
- Oh!
- What the...
- Give me that.
- [gasps]
- [Ruth screams]
- [Carmen yells]
[Bash] What a twist!
Literally, it's a helicopter!
[crowd] Oh!
[Ruth groans, shrieks]
- [Sam] One! Two! Three!
- [Bash] Hey...
Finally!
The crown... is mine!
[laughs wickedly]
[laughs]
Well, why don't you tell us who you are,
and why you've done this?
- [feedback squeals]
- [as herself] Thank you.
I am Welfare Queen,
queen of welfare.
- [audience booing]
- Y'all love to hate me,
'cause I'm a black woman who's on welfare
to feed her children.
But the crown finally is coming back
to the hood.
- [laughs wickedly]
- Don't... Okay.
[chuckles]
Fuck. I feel like I'm on acid.
["Dancin' The Night Away"
by Voggue playing]
This is what I'm about to do
to your face, yo!
You ready to get that pretty little face
in some dirt, 'cause here's... a... worm!
I will do my ritual prayer
before killing American infidel!
[chanting gibberish]
Baba ganoush!
[continues chanting gibberish]
Knick-knack, paddywhack,
give a scientist a scone! I’m British!
What up, bitches?
I'm 50, but I act like I'm 19.
Let's fucking party!
[cheering]
And in the other corner is...
a nun, because... why not?
Nothing else matters anymore.
And, hey, since it's a tag team match,
maybe another wrestler will appear
at some point.
[Sheila] Over here, boys!
[crowd] Oh!
Good evening.
I’m Liza.
Liza Minnelli.
- [cheering]
- What?
Holy shit.
[giggles]
She better not rip that dress.
But, you know, whatever it takes to win.
That’s what Liza would want.
Is that Sheila?
- If I did my job right, you’ll never know.
- [gasps]
- [laughs]
- I’ve never seen her dressed
as a human woman before.
[Bobby] C’mon, Liza, ring them bells!
- [crowd laughs]
- Oh! [exhales]
I have done the sciences,
and have come to the conclusion
that you will never be as good
as your mother!
- [vocalizes, wails]
- [audience laughs]
[bell dings]
- I'm gonna pray for you!
- [Cherry] That's it!
Put a scotch into that.
- [scatting]
- Ow, my spine! My spine!
Sinners! Sinners!
[shrieks in delight] What a ride!
[shouts indistinctly]
[growls]
- What...
- Holy shit.
Look at that crucifix by Reg.
[Reggie yelling]
One! Two!
Ah-five, six, seven, eight!
[groans in pain]
All right, no book hitting.
[Sheila shouts]
[both exclaim]
- Ooh!
- [women laughing]
I've been a bad girl. Slap me for me.
Ooh!
- [grunting]
- I’m your partner!
Oh! Sorry, doll face, I'm plastered.
I can’t remember the last time
I actually wanted to watch the show.
I know! This was a great idea.
- [Sheila] ♪ I love the stage ♪
- You have to read the Bible! Please.
[wrestlers shouting indistinctly]
Tammé! What...
You're supposed to be in the...
You okay?
[crying] I’m fine.
It's just a muscle spasm.
How long have you been in pain?
Around... Around this morning...
How long? Do not lie to me.
It’s only four more shows.
Don’t worry about me.
I’ll... I'll make it.
[Bash over PA]
And she's down... yet again.
- Wow, what a gripping show tonight, folks.
- That's your cue. Don't worry about me.
Go get on the zip line.
[Bash] And now there's only three ladies
left in the ring!
Let's hope it ends soon.
[groans and cries in pain]
[Bash] You guys have a great night!
Okay, so your... your mom is black?
- My mom is black, my dad is mixed.
- [Melrose] Wait, what?
[laughs]
You see Justine out there?
Yes! She looks so different.
More grown-up, huh?
Yeah.
Look, I have an actual thing
I have to ask you about.
A favor.
I want you to read something.
- You finished your screenplay.
- [Sam] Yeah, I did, I did.
But it's... it's not about mine.
It's about Justine's.
Oh!
- Justine wrote a screenplay?
- [Sam] She did.
And I want you to read it
and tell me what you think about it,
so I... I... I know I'm not crazy.
Of course. [chuckles]
You know reading’s
my favorite Vegas pastime.
Okay. Thank you.
- [Tammé panting]
- [Cherry] All right. Just take it in.
- And...
- Easy.
breathe. There we go.
Oh, my God.
I can't believe I didn't notice.
Don’t beat yourself up.
Wine hides a lot of injuries.
I can't believe this is the show
that you ended up seeing.
Are you kidding me?
It was so cool.
You guys were like, "Fuck the rules."
It was perfect. And you look...
incredible.
Thank you.
- [door opens]
- [Bash clears his throat]
[Sandy] Ladies.
I just wanted to say, what a show.
[cheering]
It was like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.
You know,
we had no idea what was coming next.
Keeping it fresh
is a big part of live performance.
Wonderful to see you all doing that
for each other.
Well, we... we did wanna have some fun
since, you know, we’re on our way out.
Well, not so fast.
Actually, Sandy, we've got good news.
We would love for GLOW to stay in Vegas
for the rest of the year.
[Sandy exhales] I'm so happy.
- From death, new life.
- [Bash] Mm.
Uh, wait.
So, we're... we're... we're staying?
Mm-hmm.
Did he say the rest of the year?
O-Okay, okay, let's just, uh, slow down
on the announcements and celebration here.
We haven't even had a meeting about this.
Actually, Sam, we did have a meeting.
I told you and I told Debbie.
And we don’t need a meeting to know
I’m the only one who cares
- about keeping this show alive.
- No, no, you actually care about jugglers
and magicians and whatever fucking
shiny-buttoned faux-producer
who wants a piece of your time.
You sacrifice absolutely nothing
for this show!
Okay, Debbie, here's the truth.
Nobody wants to tell you, but here it is.
It's my name on the marquee, not yours,
which means it's my show,
paid for with my money,
which makes this my decision.
And if you don’t like it,
feel free to get the fuck out.
- Maybe we should move this to my office.
- We don't need to move it anywhere.
Ladies, we'll be extending our run here
at the Fan-Tan.
If that doesn’t work for you,
feel free to go back to Los Angeles.
- But GLOW is staying in Vegas. Cheers.
- [bottle pops]
["Come See Me Tonight" playing]
[breathing deeply]
[groans in pain]
[Bash]
Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
it’s GLOW!
- The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [crowd cheers and applauds]
[ring bell clangs]
[groans in pain]
[shower running]
[Bash] Ladies and gentlemen,
- [crowd cheers]
- Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
- [ring bell clangs]
- live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
- [ring bell clangs]
- it's GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [audience cheering]
- [shouting]
It's GLOW!
[cheering and applause]
[ring bell clangs]
[cheering]
It's GLOW!
It's GLOW!
It's GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
- [shower running]
- [groans]
[knocking at door]
[Reggie] We have to go!
Give me a minute!
[cheering and applause]
- [ring bell clangs]
- [yells]
[groans in pain]
[yells]
[exhales]
Showtime.
[groans]
[inhales deeply]
[groans]
- [sneezes]
- [music stops]
Fuck.
We lost one of our own yesterday.
Bernie Rubenstein.
A man who loved beautiful women
as much as he loved a good parking spot.
- [subdued laughter]
- [Sandy] Bernie was, well...
you all know Bernie.
Someone who was the biggest personality
in the room,
even though he was usually the shortest.
[chuckles, sighs]
He also hated gum.
- [Bash] Mm.
- And green eye shadow.
He... thought it was so tacky,
which is why you will not find
a single green eyelid in all of Rhapsody.
It's... It's funny, I... I realize most
of you knew Bernie as an old man, but...
when he was younger, uh,
he was... he was really something
with his... dark hair.
He actually hired me for my first job,
straight off the bus from Ohio.
He taught me how to do high kicks,
how to smile,
how to put Vaseline on my nipples
so they always looked amazing.
[chuckles] Uh... with Bernie gone, it's...
it's the end of an era.
I mean, nobody really cares
about elegance anymore, or class.
Now, people wear T-shirts in the casino,
and there’s a Burger King
in the lobby of the Riviera. I mean...
maybe it’s a good thing Bernie died
before any of that happens here.
Anyway, enough with the nostalgia.
When your shift is done,
have a drink at the bar on me.
Chardonnay.
Thank you all for coming.
- I loved your speech.
- [Sandy] Thank you.
His daughters wouldn’t let me speak
at the real funeral, so...
Look, um, Bernie always said,
"Talk to people
when they can’t say no to you."
And so, in his honor,
I would like to extend GLOW’s contract
until the end of the year.
- [exhales]
- Um...
Keep you a part of the Fan-Tan family.
Sorry, you... you mean stay in Vegas
another nine months?
Nine months. Yes.
Let’s say double scale for the producers.
- Wow.
- [Sandy] I mean,
we can work out the details later.
Well, I think I speak
on behalf of all of us when I say
- that this is an...
- That we need to discuss this. Um...
It’s such a flattering offer,
of course, but...
Wow, yeah, obviously there’s a lot
to talk about together. All of us.
- Of course. You know where I am.
- Yes, thank you.
What is there to discuss? This is...
This is everything we’ve ever wanted.
[Debbie] The fact that you think
that there’s nothing to discuss,
- that's why we need a discussion.
- Sandy’s rolling out the red carpet.
Not to mention,
you’re gonna make more money
- than you’ve ever made in your career.
- It’s not about the money. It's about...
the fact that I live in a different state
than my kid.
Three months was already brutal.
Brutal? Please. I seem to remember
more than a few amenities
that have been making your time here
more bearable.
[Rhonda] You guys, stop.
We’re basically at a funeral.
[Bash sighs]
- [knocking at door]
- [groans]
[door opens]
[Reggie] She’s on the floor.
I offered her a sports massage,
but she wouldn’t let me touch her.
[weakly] Reggie, I told you,
I need soft hands.
Soft. [whines]
[panting]
Hey. Actually, I'm... I'm good down here.
If your back is in too much pain
to get on the table,
you should probably head to a doctor.
Just do what you can, please.
And, uh, maybe I’ll be able to get up.
And I'll go soak in the hot tub.
And go to work. I’ll be fine.
Okay.
[slow instrumental rock music playing]
[sighs]
Well, uh, Sacramento’s still bullshit,
- but I now have a B-minus average.
- [Sam] Mm.
Uh, Billy sent me some lame demo tape,
which is like one long,
desperate take-me-back plea.
[chuckles softly]
Whatever. It's... It's all boring.
No, not... not to me.
I'm just happy to see ya.
I'm glad you decided to spend
your spring break here. It's great.
So, how's Vegas?
Well, it... [stammers] This is it.
You're in it.
It's nothin'. I mean, you know...
Oh, you know what?
You’ll get a kick out of this.
Uh, we lost Keith to some gig.
And guess who’s gonna be playing ref?
- Ruth.
- No. Good guess, though.
[Justine] Okay, who?
- No.
- [Sam laughs]
- Yeah.
- [Justine] Uniform and everything?
- Yep.
- Well, now I gotta see this show!
- [laughs] Yeah.
- You running around the ring? [chuckles]
No wonder you got so skinny.
Well, I've... I've also been dating
the hotel gym's rowing machine, so...
[sips loudly] Uh...
- You know...
- I wrote my screenplay.
The one I promised I’d finish...
Really?
I finished it.
Wow.
Congratulations.
That's a screenplay.
Okay. First note: uh, it needs a title.
Yeah, no shit.
[flicking pages]
Will you read it?
[clicks tongue] I'd love to.
Okay, but I need you to be
completely honest with me.
- Especially if it sucks.
- Okay.
I promise to be merciless.
- Don’t read it in front of me!
- What...
What the hell is wrong with you?
What's happening? Where...
Where you going?
I... I don’t wanna be anywhere near you
when you're reading it.
I don’t have to read it right now.
Can't we...
[sighs]
Got a tip from Chad the valet
that you were in here.
[sighs] Of course you did.
I don’t usually get drunk
in the hotel bar.
It seems more professional here.
[takes a deep breath]
You said I could come to you
if I ever needed to.
Woman to woman. Well, here I am.
Not a good time, Debbie.
If you couldn’t tell.
Imagine how you’d feel if Bash died.
I'd... [stammers]
Well, it... it'd be very tragic,
given how young and handsome he is.
You didn’t see Bernie in his heyday.
Oh, God. I'm sorry. Were you two...
God, no. He was a creep.
And very short.
But you know how it is.
You hitch your wagon to a rich dreamer.
The dreamer dies,
and your wagon is sitting
on the side of the road
with a bottle of gin
and a four-million-dollar showgirl show
to pull along.
Look, I know you’re in mourning,
but also, uh, doing business,
so it’s hard to navigate this.
But, um...
your offer is...
like dropping an atom bomb on my life.
[chuckles softly]
You’re telling me you didn’t have a plan
for if your show would be successful?
I thought it would end after three months,
as planned.
Is that what you want?
I don't know.
I wasn’t really thinking
that many steps ahead.
If you want to be a good producer,
you should.
[door opens]
[indistinct chatter]
Maybe I’ll swing by your show tonight.
Rhapsody is dark
for the first time in ages.
My husband has a poker game.
[inhales deeply]
Better to cry in the dark with strangers
than alone in a big empty house, right?
[clicks tongue]
[Bash] Sam. Sam. [knocks on counter]
Sam, hey. Earth to Sam.
- Hey, man.
- [Bash] Oh!
- That's a lot of pages.
- Mm.
- You back on the horse? Can I read?
- No.
Hey. What do you think of that number?
- Nice number.
- [Bash] Mm-hmm.
You’re looking at what you'd be making
if we stuck around in Vegas
for nine more months.
Fuck.
- That much?
- [Bash] Mm-hmm.
If we want this money,
all we gotta do is take it.
Sandy wants GLOW to play the Fan-Tan
- through the end of the year.
- [Sam] Wow.
Okay.
- That’s pretty enticing.
- Yeah.
I agree. So help me get Debbie
to come around on this thing.
Together. You know,
I’ll be good cop, you be bad cop.
She’s worried about... I don't know,
not being able to see her kid
and the girls getting through the show.
Yadda, yadda.
I say let’s deal with all that later.
- You know what I mean?
- [Sam] Mm.
Yeah, I don't know.
I don't wanna be put in the middle.
All right.
I’m not putting you in the middle.
You'd be on my side,
which is not in the middle at all.
What happened
to “One for all, all for one"?
Well, it's a bit more like,
“Two against one
until we all agree... for one."
C’mon man. This is why I kept you around.
See, I thought you kept me around
to direct.
[scoffs] Sam, let's be honest, all right?
I mean, you're on a paid vacation.
But you can earn your money
by being the director who agrees
- with the producer.
- Yeah, I’m not your fuckin' butler.
You know? You can’t pay me
to be your friend, or to agree with you,
or to tell you how fantastic
all your ideas are.
Yeah, yeah. That’s right.
Instead, I’m paying you
to sit around a fucking hotel room
and write another screenplay
- that'll never see the light of day.
- Don’t throw your weight around.
You're not good at it.
You know what, Sam?
You’re lucky to have this job.
And you should have my fucking back
on this.
- [women laugh]
- [approaching footsteps]
- Hey. How was your massage?
- Just what the doctor ordered.
[as Ethel] You know what?
I could use a massage.
My sciatica is killing me!
You know, get those,
like, nice, warm, tiny hands all over me.
[as Edna] Oh!
Last time I had tiny hands all over me,
it was at the gynecologist.
- [both] Haa!
- [Stacey] Yeah, that's... that's good!
Hey, hey, I have an idea.
How about I play a Biddie tonight?
- Come on! I’d make a great Edna. Or Ethel.
- [Stacey] Uh...
Last time we listened to you and Cherry
about switching characters,
it did not go well.
You know what?
I’d be down to switch characters,
but I’m not touching Welfare Queen.
I could switch with you.
No... No. We can't switch characters, okay?
The costumes won’t fit.
It’ll be a complete disaster.
Or it’ll be funny.
You know what? It’s the last week.
Tammé’s right. Let’s, uh...
Let's do it. Let's shake it up.
- What about kayfabe?
- [Ruth] I’m with Carmen.
Also, it's our job to do the same show.
And it’s through the repetition
that you find out more
about your character.
But if we did switch characters,
I need to be Welfare Queen.
She’s got all the best moves,
and I’m the only one, besides Cherry,
who can play her.
'Cause I'm half black?
- You are?
- Oh.
I mean, that's crazy.
I knew that.
Well, I... I call dibs on Liberty Belle.
If anyone gets Liberty Belle, it’s me.
It was my character first.
[sighs] Give it a rest, Reggie.
If anyone's capable of making
Liberty Belle look good, it's me.
Quick pitch. Jewish Liberty Belle.
[indistinct shouting]
All right! All right!
Everyone settle down!
If anyone is going
to play Liberty Belle... it’s Ruth.
[Jenny] Oh!
- Really?
- Yes. And I am going to play Zoya.
It’ll be like Freaky Friday.
Or Freaky... whatever, Tuesday.
Oh, come on. You’re an actor.
Don’t tell me you haven’t wanted
to play other parts.
Come on, just be Liberty Belle.
Fine. [chuckles]
It’s not the worst idea.
- Junkchain.
- Yes!
- [excited chatter]
- Yes!
[Arthie] Oh, I feel great!
Yes! Yeah! Yes!
[indistinct chatter]
My dad’s in the show.
My father figure died this week.
- [lighter clicks]
- [drumroll]
- [exhales]
- [audience cheers and applauds]
- [Bash] Ladies and gentlemen,
- [triumphant orchestral music playing]
Bash Howard Productions proudly presents,
live from the Fan-Tan Hotel and Casino
in Las Vegas, Nevada,
it’s GLOW!
The Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling!
[audience cheers and applauds]
Ha-ha! Yes, yes, yes!
What an audience tonight!
Wow! So many VIPs!
Better bust out the bubbly!
Okay.
For our first match tonight,
reeking of Bengay and prune juice,
it’s Ethel and Edna,
- the Beatdown Biddies!
- [crowd cheers]
[laughs] Oh, boy!
My arthritis is acting up!
I believe I’m due for a bone density test!
[Tammé groans]
- Look at this crowd.
- What crowd?
- Oh!
- [audience laughs]
- Wow, I love this crowd!
- Oh, hello.
[Tammé] You're beautiful.
Just beautiful.
Eh, some of you beautiful.
- [crowd laughs]
- [Bash] Here they come. Spry as a coffin.
[Arthie] Edna. We gotta go.
- We gotta go fight for our lives.
- [quietly] Ow!
All right! Hurry it up, ladies!
We got more than one match
to get through tonight.
[Tammé grunts] Okay.
Ethel! Ethel!
- Okay. Yeah, yeah, I got you.
- Ethel! Okay.
[clears throat]
And in this corner, hopefully,
is the Red Scare.
- [military march playing]
- [audience booing]
[Bash]
Zoya the Destroya and Fortune Cookie!
[audience booing]
[laughs wickedly]
[laughs as Zoya] Darlings, please.
Hate me all you want.
I am cold and heartless
like the frigid Siberian tundra.
[quietly] Jesus fucking Christ.
I feel nothing for you capitalist idiots.
Well, except maybe pity
for inevitable decline.
[laughs]
Let's see, what would scare you?
- A museum.
- [crowd laughs]
Book without pictures. Okay.
And you...
hello!
You have
very nice permanent hair treatment.
- Thank you.
- You must be made of money,
and therefore
have American secrets I can extract
through acts of sexual nature.
- [laughter]
- [Melrose] Hai-ya!
Okay.
Perhaps we discuss later in, uh, hot tub.
- [Melrose] Ya! Hai-ya!
- [Debbie] Sorry about your bill.
How to approach...
Oh!
Cookie, help. Help me, Cookie. Okay.
Coming to the rescue!
[Debbie] Perfect for families.
Let's get this party started.
It's time to wrestle.
- [bell dings]
- [cheering and applause]
[Tammé] Look here, little Asian girl.
Just because I'm a baptized member
of the Ebenezer Baptist Church
don’t mean I won’t tear that ass up.
How you tear up ass if you cannot walk
- without walking aid?
- [crowd laughs]
Excuse me,
how do you walk in that tiny leotard? Ha!
You’re two shakes away
from a yeast infection! Ugh!
Oh!
- [Arthie yelps]
- Hey! Come on!
- [shouting]
- Who has yeast infection now?
[in exaggerated accent]
Who order number 69 on the menu?
- [yells]
- [Bash] Ooh!
Here. Belt the skirt.
Yolanda, how’s it going over here?
- I got a diaper booty.
- [Jenny sighs]
- What you gonna do for our match?
- [Yolanda] I think I’m going to light this
and say something like...
[speaking Spanish]
And then blow it in your face
or something.
- [Rhonda] Oh, okay.
- [sighs] Okay.
Um, I think instead of being Machu Picchu,
I’m gonna be...
[in upper-class English accent]
...a British explorer
conquering Machu Picchu.
All right. You're set. You're good.
Um, well, the top fits.
- Okay, just wear your leggings.
- Oh, good.
These crystal pantyhose
are too damn short.
- Fine! Ditch the pantyhose!
- [Cherry] Okay.
I need a character.
[Melrose over PA] Soy sauce
in your eye! Chopstick in your nose!
- Oh, my God. Why is she doing that voice?
- Isn't that the same voice you do?
No, it's not.
It's not the same voice, Sheila.
Okay?
She’s a white girl doing that voice.
What’s your problem.
Are you gonna change or not?
I’ll be back.
Sheila! You're on in...
[Sheila] I know! I need a minute!
[Melrose over PA] Hai-ya! I'm a ninja! Ya!
I fly you like lice!
Chinese! Japanese! Elderly, on your knees!
[yells]
Hai-ya!
[as herself]
Tammé, what the fuck? Do the move!
[groans]
Doctor Zoya says loudmouth babushka
should get her rest.
[groans]
[Arthie] Ethel, help me!
[Bash]
Zoya's just chucked Edna out of the ring.
- Bye, old spaniel.
- [crowd booing]
- [in normal voice] What's going on?
- I don't know.
[wrestlers grunt]
[Bash]
And the evil empire's prevailed, folks!
- I can't believe it! We have a winner!
- [exclaims]
- [bell dings]
- [mix of cheering and booing]
[as Fortune Cookie]
Oh, my parents so proud! Oh! Oh!
- Hey, what the fuck?
- Huh?
[groans]
[Bash] What's this? Looks
like Zoya's turning on her partner. Shit!
And now it's Russia versus China!
- One, two, three!
- [Melrose groaning]
I can't believe it, folks!
Zoya destroys her own partner Mel...
tion Cookie with a devastating body slam.
Russia takes the crown all for herself.
Wow!
[quietly] Hey, you’re taking my one job.
Holy Toledo!
Whoa! Cool!
[quietly] Hey, what the fuck
do you think you're doing?
- [as herself] Is it not clear?
- Uh, Sandy's at the show.
She came tonight, okay?
Yeah, she told me she was coming.
I thought this would cheer her up.
[as Zoya] What is this?
You send useless man without shirt
to deliver, what is it, toy crown?
- No.
- Is this what Bash Howard budget gets you?
In Russia,
- I have egg more valuable than this.
- [crowd laughs]
No wonder no one wants to challenge Zoya.
[as Liberty Belle] I’ll fight you!
[crowd gasps]
- Who said that?
- Over here!
Sorry. Little old me.
Where? All I see is plain-toast girl.
[crowd laughs]
Well, you’re right about that.
I am a plain girl...
the Great Plains, that is.
I may be a sweet innocent girl
from the heartland of America,
who spends most of her days
plucking chickens and milking cows,
but that doesn’t mean I won’t make time
to kick your Russki ass
from sea to shining sea!
- [cheering]
- [patriotic march music playing]
Oh, disrobing. Wow.
Is necessary? I... I...
Once I get this skirt off,
you're in for it, you!
[laughs]
[Ruth] Ha! Here I come.
This is amazing.
Whoo!
Ha!
[Debbie] Oh, American sweetheart.
Girls like you used for toothpick
in Russia.
Well, this American toothpick runs
on nothing but meat and wheat
- from the great state of Nebraska!
- [crowd cheering]
[Bash] Oh! She's kicking it off
with a dropkick to the diaphragm!
Taste my shoe.
[Bash]
I guess she's feeding her some boot!
- But this Russian's not having any of it.
- [groans]
[Bash] It looks
like it might be over fast, but...
- Oh, wait a minute!
- [yells]
- [Bash] There's a reverse sunset flip!
- One! Two!
[Bash] Who knew this American
and this Russian knew each other's moves?
It's as if they've played each other
before!
- Take this, swine!
- [Debbie yells]
Oh!
[audience booing]
Do you like my little slut ukulele?
- [Ruth shrieks]
- [Debbie yells]
Such a dirty mouth.
I hope my daddy isn't watching!
Oh, darling, I'm your daddy now.
- [screams]
- [crowd yelling]
Oh, my back!
My number one asset when farming.
[Bash]
That back-breaker looked like it hurt!
- [Ruth yells]
- [audience cheering]
[Bash] Oh, looks like there's spunk yet
in this little American firecracker.
- [Ruth] Yeah.
- [Bash] Like the patriots at the Alamo,
she's not going out
without fightin' off the Russians.
- [Debbie groans]
- [audience cheering]
Ooh!
- [Bash] Oh!
- [Ruth] Whee!
[Bash] Heads-up!
- Oh, a cazadora, do I see?
- [laughs]
[Debbie groans]
One! Two! Three!
- And we have a winner!
- [bell dings]
[cheering]
[Bash] Unbelievable, folks.
A little lass
from Lincoln's lovely homeland
defeats Zoya the Destroya!
What's your name, sweetie pie?
I’m Liberty Belle, [giggles]
and any time evil confronts our borders,
I'll be there.
[Carmen, as Welfare Queen]
Hold on a second, white lady.
[booing]
- Oh!
- What the...
- Give me that.
- [gasps]
- [Ruth screams]
- [Carmen yells]
[Bash] What a twist!
Literally, it's a helicopter!
[crowd] Oh!
[Ruth groans, shrieks]
- [Sam] One! Two! Three!
- [Bash] Hey...
Finally!
The crown... is mine!
[laughs wickedly]
[laughs]
Well, why don't you tell us who you are,
and why you've done this?
- [feedback squeals]
- [as herself] Thank you.
I am Welfare Queen,
queen of welfare.
- [audience booing]
- Y'all love to hate me,
'cause I'm a black woman who's on welfare
to feed her children.
But the crown finally is coming back
to the hood.
- [laughs wickedly]
- Don't... Okay.
[chuckles]
Fuck. I feel like I'm on acid.
["Dancin' The Night Away"
by Voggue playing]
This is what I'm about to do
to your face, yo!
You ready to get that pretty little face
in some dirt, 'cause here's... a... worm!
I will do my ritual prayer
before killing American infidel!
[chanting gibberish]
Baba ganoush!
[continues chanting gibberish]
Knick-knack, paddywhack,
give a scientist a scone! I’m British!
What up, bitches?
I'm 50, but I act like I'm 19.
Let's fucking party!
[cheering]
And in the other corner is...
a nun, because... why not?
Nothing else matters anymore.
And, hey, since it's a tag team match,
maybe another wrestler will appear
at some point.
[Sheila] Over here, boys!
[crowd] Oh!
Good evening.
I’m Liza.
Liza Minnelli.
- [cheering]
- What?
Holy shit.
[giggles]
She better not rip that dress.
But, you know, whatever it takes to win.
That’s what Liza would want.
Is that Sheila?
- If I did my job right, you’ll never know.
- [gasps]
- [laughs]
- I’ve never seen her dressed
as a human woman before.
[Bobby] C’mon, Liza, ring them bells!
- [crowd laughs]
- Oh! [exhales]
I have done the sciences,
and have come to the conclusion
that you will never be as good
as your mother!
- [vocalizes, wails]
- [audience laughs]
[bell dings]
- I'm gonna pray for you!
- [Cherry] That's it!
Put a scotch into that.
- [scatting]
- Ow, my spine! My spine!
Sinners! Sinners!
[shrieks in delight] What a ride!
[shouts indistinctly]
[growls]
- What...
- Holy shit.
Look at that crucifix by Reg.
[Reggie yelling]
One! Two!
Ah-five, six, seven, eight!
[groans in pain]
All right, no book hitting.
[Sheila shouts]
[both exclaim]
- Ooh!
- [women laughing]
I've been a bad girl. Slap me for me.
Ooh!
- [grunting]
- I’m your partner!
Oh! Sorry, doll face, I'm plastered.
I can’t remember the last time
I actually wanted to watch the show.
I know! This was a great idea.
- [Sheila] ♪ I love the stage ♪
- You have to read the Bible! Please.
[wrestlers shouting indistinctly]
Tammé! What...
You're supposed to be in the...
You okay?
[crying] I’m fine.
It's just a muscle spasm.
How long have you been in pain?
Around... Around this morning...
How long? Do not lie to me.
It’s only four more shows.
Don’t worry about me.
I’ll... I'll make it.
[Bash over PA]
And she's down... yet again.
- Wow, what a gripping show tonight, folks.
- That's your cue. Don't worry about me.
Go get on the zip line.
[Bash] And now there's only three ladies
left in the ring!
Let's hope it ends soon.
[groans and cries in pain]
[Bash] You guys have a great night!
Okay, so your... your mom is black?
- My mom is black, my dad is mixed.
- [Melrose] Wait, what?
[laughs]
You see Justine out there?
Yes! She looks so different.
More grown-up, huh?
Yeah.
Look, I have an actual thing
I have to ask you about.
A favor.
I want you to read something.
- You finished your screenplay.
- [Sam] Yeah, I did, I did.
But it's... it's not about mine.
It's about Justine's.
Oh!
- Justine wrote a screenplay?
- [Sam] She did.
And I want you to read it
and tell me what you think about it,
so I... I... I know I'm not crazy.
Of course. [chuckles]
You know reading’s
my favorite Vegas pastime.
Okay. Thank you.
- [Tammé panting]
- [Cherry] All right. Just take it in.
- And...
- Easy.
breathe. There we go.
Oh, my God.
I can't believe I didn't notice.
Don’t beat yourself up.
Wine hides a lot of injuries.
I can't believe this is the show
that you ended up seeing.
Are you kidding me?
It was so cool.
You guys were like, "Fuck the rules."
It was perfect. And you look...
incredible.
Thank you.
- [door opens]
- [Bash clears his throat]
[Sandy] Ladies.
I just wanted to say, what a show.
[cheering]
It was like Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride.
You know,
we had no idea what was coming next.
Keeping it fresh
is a big part of live performance.
Wonderful to see you all doing that
for each other.
Well, we... we did wanna have some fun
since, you know, we’re on our way out.
Well, not so fast.
Actually, Sandy, we've got good news.
We would love for GLOW to stay in Vegas
for the rest of the year.
[Sandy exhales] I'm so happy.
- From death, new life.
- [Bash] Mm.
Uh, wait.
So, we're... we're... we're staying?
Mm-hmm.
Did he say the rest of the year?
O-Okay, okay, let's just, uh, slow down
on the announcements and celebration here.
We haven't even had a meeting about this.
Actually, Sam, we did have a meeting.
I told you and I told Debbie.
And we don’t need a meeting to know
I’m the only one who cares
- about keeping this show alive.
- No, no, you actually care about jugglers
and magicians and whatever fucking
shiny-buttoned faux-producer
who wants a piece of your time.
You sacrifice absolutely nothing
for this show!
Okay, Debbie, here's the truth.
Nobody wants to tell you, but here it is.
It's my name on the marquee, not yours,
which means it's my show,
paid for with my money,
which makes this my decision.
And if you don’t like it,
feel free to get the fuck out.
- Maybe we should move this to my office.
- We don't need to move it anywhere.
Ladies, we'll be extending our run here
at the Fan-Tan.
If that doesn’t work for you,
feel free to go back to Los Angeles.
- But GLOW is staying in Vegas. Cheers.
- [bottle pops]
["Come See Me Tonight" playing]