Pose (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - Love Is the Message - full transcript
Pray Tell organizes a cabaret for the AIDS ward at a local hospital.
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I'm not sure what
I'm supposed to say.
I'm sure this isn't the first
married man you fucked.
Or is this the first time
you got caught?
Where did you and my husband
-On the piers.
He picked me up.
-Not anymore.
I'm at Show World now,
full time.
But he paid you for sex
the first time you met.
That's-that's why
he sought you out?
We didn't have sex
the first time.
He mostly wanted to talk.
It wasn't dirty or nothing.
-No.
Not really, but I already knew,
if that's what you're asking.
He took off his ring
to try to hide it,
but I always know.
And I never feel guilty, either.
I figure who am I
to judge what goes on
between people?
Why they need what they need?
You-you did... have sex.
Mm-hmm.
Did he use protection?
Every time.
We're not together.
I was the one who broke it off.
It felt like
he wanted to keep me.
Like a doll.
That's all I ever wanted.
But when I had it,
I just felt like
I wasn't nothing until...
...he decided to come home
and play with me.
I understand.
You gonna leave him?
We have children.
I'm a mother before I'm a wife.
-Maybe that's the problem.
-The problem is
my husband is a weak man
who lies.
I let him lie.
His lies let me keep pretending.
Pretending what?
That all I ever wanted
was to be Mrs. Stan Bowes.
I still love him.
Me, too.
Did he ever tell you
he loved you?
Yes.
Do you think he can love me
and love you at the same time?
What were you doing
in that big hall
with all those gay men
and, um, drag queens?
That's my home.
No, honey. My community.
Mi familia.
But how can a woman
be a drag queen?
I'm a transsexual.
I... I don't believe you.
Why, thank you.
That's a compliment, you know?
No, that's not possible.
I mean, Stan would never...
never do that.
You're a woman.
100%.
Prove it.
What, you want to see my dick?
Yes.
I'm sorry for what I did to you,
and I'm here to talk,
but I got boundaries.
I'm not bothered by any part
of who I am except that.
Everything I can't have
in this world
is because of that...
thing down there.
If you want to see who I am,
that's the last place
you should look.
I should go.
*
PRAY TELL:
The category is...
Live...
Work...
Pose!
*
("Love is the Message"
by MFSB playing)
*
("Love is the Message"
continues playing)
The category is...
Butch Queen Body.
I want to see
all that sexy-ass masculinity.
Take it all off!
Did you, uh, did you buy
those pants on sale?
'Cause at my house...
they'd be 100% off!
Give him your scores.
Nine, nine, ten, ten, ten.
Oh!
Mmm. Look at this pretty
young thing.
He didn't even bother
to put on no clothes at all.
Ooh, now,
be careful where
you point those guns.
I don't want to see
you getting arrested.
Give him his scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten.
First runner-up: uh, Tanky.
Yes!
-Fuck yeah.
-PRAY TELL: Yeah.
-Whoo!
-Grand prize goes to...
Ricky.
Ricky Evangelista.
Yeah, Ricky! Ricky Evangelista!
-Whoo!
PRAY TELL:
I need a refill.
And where's my goddamn song?!
"Love is the Message."
("Love is the Message"
resumes playing)
"Love is the Message."
Hi.
The category is...
High-Fashion Runway!
What? I-I just snagged a trophy.
Not you, baby.
We're proud of you.
It's just he playing
this damn song.
ANGEL:
This is the third ball
where he's had this song
on constant rotation.
-Someone should speak to him.
-And say what--
"I'm tired of hearing
this old-school shit,
you got to play something
more fresh"?
Nah, something's going on
with him.
He's been attitudinal
ever since we got tested.
I think it's time
for a friend-tervention.
You're right.
We're his family.
That's adorable. I didn't know
they made trophies
in travel size.
You never fail to gag me.
I couldn't believe my eyes when
you swept Hot Male Body tonight.
Please.
Only try me when
you win a face category.
Bye-bye, brick.
Where'd you come from?
Heaven.
Cute.
You want one?
No, not my vice.
But I can see you could be.
Me?
There's a hundred girls
in that room
younger, prettier,
realer than me.
None of them
can hold a light to you.
But I'm not out here like that.
No, I bet you ain't been out
in what,
two, three months?
Try years.
That's why we had to meet.
I'm the dude who's gonna
break that dry spell.
Have a drink with me.
I can't.
I got to take my kids home.
LIL PAPI:
Who is you?
BLANCA:
Don't be rude.
No, it's okay.
I'm Darius.
Her name is Blanca.
And we got to go.
Come on.
Hey, Blanca!
Cupid called.
Told me to tell you
he needs my heart back.
Hey, Ma, your dude's mad corny.
Mind your business.
PATTY:
Just feeling a little run-down.
Two little children
will do that.
Uh-huh.
Can we run some tests anyway,
just for my peace of mind?
Half the tests I run in here
are for the housewives'
peace of mind.
Okay.
Could... could you check
for any STDs?
I was watching this thing
on Nightline about that AIDS,
and, uh, it scared the crap
out of me.
Well, you're a happily married,
heterosexual woman.
There is basically
zero chance...
Could you just do it?
I've delivered
both your children.
I've treated your family
for years.
You can trust me.
Who stepped out, you or Stan?
He did.
I'm sorry.
But even if he had
unprotected sex
with this woman,
the chances of...
Oh.
I'm going to do this
off-the-record, anonymously.
You'll get flagged
by the insurance company
just for being tested.
How long till I know?
Um...
I'm gonna rush it,
but it-it'll still take
two weeks.
I have to function
with this over my head
for two weeks?
Just keep busy.
Mmm. Oh.
-DAMON: Wow, this looks great.
-Thank you.
These are all
from my mother's recipe book.
Well, don't be shy.
Dig in.
-PRAY TELL: Mm.
No.
I'm thirsty.
Well, maybe you should
-eat something.
-LIL PAPI: Mm-hmm.
-PRAY TELL: Mm.
Maybe you should
buy some new furniture
and fix up
this broke-ass apartment.
I would if I could afford it.
You need to put these children
to work.
They need to be contributing.
ANGEL:
My contribution to this home
paid for the food
that you're about to eat.
Maybe you should
put the bottle down.
Maybe you should stop selling
your booty hole for quarters.
I know your dumb ass
ain't laughing.
-Yo, I ain't dumb.
Spell "Evangelista."
-That's not necessary.
-What's not necessary
is you being up in my business.
Are you a G
No!
-So stay out of my ass.
All right, that's enough.
You can't just come up in my
house reading my kids like that.
Why did you invite me over here?
'Cause your music's wack.
You're our family.
You've dressed us,
you've fed us.
You supported me
when I needed to be held up,
so I wanted to do
the same for you.
But you're off your game, Pray.
You're drinkin'
and smokin' and shit.
-Playing the same damn song.
-BLANCA: We all know
you've been going through it,
but we're just worried.
You couldn't have done this shit
in private?
Mm-mmm, mm-mmm, mm-mmm.
After all the times
I've been there for you.
After all the secrets
-I've held for you.
-Pray, listen...
No, y listen.
You all need to get it
into your thick-ass skulls.
When I'm standing behind
that podium,
I'm the one that keeps
the crowd hyped.
I'm the one that makes sure
there's a flow
to the proceedings.
If you don't like the music
I'm playing,
-don't show up.
-We didn't mean to upset you.
Well, you did.
My life ain't never been easy.
You of all people
should understand that.
My boyfriend...
is dying.
I wish I could...
rewind and go back
to a simpler time
when my life wasn't consumed
with drugs
and disease.
I've...
I've buried more friends
in the last year
than any of you can count.
And when it's all over...
who knows how many of us
will be left?
So...
I don't need a bunch
of immature 20-somethings,
who just figured out how
to wipe they own asses
telling me how to act...
or feel!
When y'all have walked a mile
in my shoes,
y'all come find me.
But till that day,
mind your fucking business!
That went well.
NURSE JUDY:
Morning, sunshine.
Ah, another day in this
florescent fucking hell.
You know, Judy,
this overhead lighting
is starting to give you
a little bit of a green hue.
That's not a good look for you,
boo-boo.
Well, if you have
a problem with it,
why don't you bring
some scarves in,
we could add a little color,
Mary Tyler Moore.
Even she couldn't make it
after all in these digs, girl.
Judy!
Judy! Why hasn't Costas
been fed yet?
There's a tray full
of cold food sitting in here.
We tried to feed him.
His throat hurt too much
to swallow, it's thrush.
Hey.
Hey, baby, I heard
about your throat.
:
It hurts. It's...
Don't talk. Maybe we can get you
some honey to suck on.
You have any honey in
the kitchen that he can have?
We might have some
in the staff lounge.
Thank you.
Since you can't talk, let me
tell you a funny story.
So you remember
those thirsty young hos
I've been telling you about?
The House of Evangelista?
They had a little get-together
last night.
They lured me in with empanadas
and then tried to tell me
it was a motherfucking
intervention
because I've been playing
"Love is the Message" too much.
I didn't give the magic
of that song away
to those ungratefuls.
I didn't tell them
what it was like in 1980
when we danced all summer
to that song.
There wasn't none of this
AIDS mess going on.
We were truly free.
Free to love,
free to fuck,
free to be our gay-ass selves
in this beautiful little
shithole of a town.
They'll never know
that feeling--
what it's like
to love without...
worrying that you're
gonna die, or...
worse yet, that you're gonna
kill somebody.
I don't know what's shittier...
...having that freedom
taken away...
...or never having had it
to begin with.
Either way...
ain't no going back now.
You try to enjoy that beautiful
day out there, Pray Tell.
Can I ask you something?
Since it's such
a goddamn beautiful day?
Does it have to be
so drab in here
Oh, so you want me to be
an interior fucking decorator
on top of keeping
AIDS patients alive, Mary?
We don't have a budget
to buy new bed sheets.
Be creative.
-There's a rec room here.
-I'm a nurse
on a ward
where no one gets better.
You think I don't want
to do something
to make these people
feel more comfortable
when they're on their way out?
We are understaffed
and overworked, Miss Thing.
And wait a minute--
aren't you the entertainer?
Why don't you organize
something?
Well, look at you,
being all useful and shit.
LULU:
Another weekend
and the same goddamn song.
We're trapped in
a tired old queen's hell.
-Girl.
This song--
my ears are bleeding.
What are you complaining
about now?
This song is a classic.
I love me a man in any form.
Whoo!
Don't care how they started out
as long as they end up
on top of me.
Whoo... Ooh.
Need help cleaning that up?
Judges, your scores.
Grand prize, Sebastian.
-Move, bitch.
-Ooh.
PRAY TELL: All right, girl,
next category,
Stone Cold Face.
If a star fell for every time
I thought about you this week,
the sky would be empty.
You got a notepad filled
with pickup lines, huh?
Nah.
You got that effect on me.
I mean, I could stand
next to you forever,
or until you decide
to eat with me.
-I can't.
You scared?
-I'm not scared of nothing.
-Yes, you are.
You're afraid to see what I see.
You're beautiful.
Stunning,
and you don't even know it.
That shit's rare.
You know what this shirt
is made out of?
What?
Boyfriend material.
Okay, when we going out?
Saturday. 9:00.
Meet me at 8th and Sixth Ave.
You like Italian?
("You Give Good Love"
by Whitney Houston plays)
* Ah, ah, ah, ah *
*
-* I found out *
* What I've been missing *
Ow! Easy now.
You got some nerve asking me
for a discount buff-and-go
after you avoided me
all night last night.
-I came to apologize for that.
-Mm-hmm.
And for being a little raw
with you in your own home.
You were right.
I have been hitting the sauce
a little heavier than usual,
and maybe... just maybe,
I am stuck on a loop
with my sentimentalities
in the ballroom.
But that is because...
Costas-- he's not doing well.
You sure you don't want a gloss?
I don't want no
shiny lady nails today.
* Baby *
And I've also come because
I have an opportunity.
That hospital is so grim
and dank
that I have decided to produce
an AIDS cabaret night
for the patients.
And I've been racking my brain
for talent,
and you the only bitch I know
in this scene who can sing.
Except for me, of course.
How you know I can sing?
A finch cannot
hide her song, honey.
It oozes out of you.
You're always humming
one thing or another.
And then there was that one time
you got so drunk
down in Chinatown-- uh-huh--
you burst into Sheila E.
and gave all of Canal Street
"The Glamorous Life."
Okay, so, yeah.
I guess I have some songs in me
from my high school days.
Yes. So we gonna do it
on Saturday night.
I got a mic on loan
from the Gospel Assembly.
And there is an old dusty piano
in the hospital
that is just begging
to be played.
Oh...
Shit.
I'd love to, Pray Tell,
but I already told Darius yes.
That fine piece of man meat?
* It took some time
for me to see... *
Yes.
Go on, girl, get it.
:
You stupid.
Ooh. You way ahead of me
on that front.
I haven't even been able
to think about sex
since I was diagnosed.
Me, neither... till I met him.
That's why I have to follow
through with this one.
He makes me feel something.
Can I ask you a question?
Are you gonna tell him
your status?
If it ever gets to that place,
I guess I'll have to.
Well, shit,
that puts a damper on things.
-Get it.
WOMAN:
Hello, dolls.
It's our end-of-season sale.
20% off the new stuff,
50% off the sales rack.
Do let me know if you need help
with anything.
-Thank you.
-BLANCA: Ooh.
I can get a deal for something
on Saturday.
Ain't no ball Saturday.
I have a date.
What?
Is Mother Teresa really
about to get some?
Lulu, don't do that.
-I'm just picky.
-No.
You are dried up
and too wrapped up
in them damn kids' lives.
-No, I'm not.
CANDY:
How long you hos been here?
Could of told a bitch
you was coming.
Put those away, Candy.
Uh, that big bitch over there
is buying 'em.
You know I could sell a dildo
to a nun.
You know I can't let you take
nothing while Tess is on duty.
BLANCA:
Girl, please.
-I'm buying an outfit.
-She has a date.
Is Jesus returning
to take you out?
Do not try it.
I met this guy at the ball.
He's a bit corny but cute.
Mm. Corny looks good on you.
Be nice, Candy.
What makes him corny?
He only speaks in pickup lines.
* What can I do? *
Did he say
that God was missing an angel
and he went on a mission
to find you?
LULU: Or did he talk
a good astronomy game
about how the sky is out
of stars because of you?
-That's Darius.
-Mm-hmm.
-He likes the girls.
-Sure does.
I'm too grown for this.
Look at me.
The one time
I put myself out there,
and it's a damn playboy.
What a waste of time.
Don't overthink it.
It's free dinner.
BLANCA:
I'm not 20 anymore.
I can buy my own meal.
What pisses me off the most
is that he got into my head,
acting as if he was the one, the
guy who could do more for me.
Girl, Darius has more, honey.
Trust.
You fucked him?
* Make you play my game *
* My game... *
Girl, we all fucked him.
Look, Darius does it all.
You know, you should do him.
Shit, I still would, but
when I went and got my pussy,
-he lost my number.
-LULU: Blanca,
seriously, you ain't like us
out here on the penis prowl.
We're just, you know...
We're more experienced.
We know how the boys are.
Darius is a good-time boy,
so let yourself
have a good time.
* I'm needing you, baby *
* Oh, oh, oh, oh. *
What's an AIDS cabaret?
It's an exclusive concert
for the residents of this ward.
I took over the rec room,
made it a thing.
I'm not feeling like company.
Oh, trust me, this is gonna
make you feel much better.
I hung some streamers,
and gathered a buffet.
We got crackers and cheese
and punch.
It's simple...
but it's something.
Hi, everyone.
Um... so I'm gonna sing a song
by one of my favorite artists,
Mr. Donny Hathaway.
And, uh...
and I'd like to dedicate it
to the love of my life...
Mr. Costas Perez.
(piano plays intro
to "For All We Know")
* For all *
* We know *
* We may never meet *
* Again *
* Before *
* You go *
* Make this moment *
* Sweet again *
* We won't say *
* Good night *
* Until *
* The last minute *
* I'll hold *
* Out my hand *
* And my heart *
* Will be in it *
* For all *
* We know *
* This may only be *
* A dream *
* Oh, we come *
* And we go *
* Like the ripple *
* Of a stream *
* So love me *
* Love me tonight *
* Tomorrow was made *
* For some *
* Tomorrow *
* May never come *
* For all *
* We know. *
WOMAN:
Whoo! Yeah!
Girl, what are you doing here?
-I thought you had a hot date.
-Nah.
I cancelled on him.
Bad vibes.
Plus, this is more important.
I love you, Pray.
:
Blanca...
You can't be making me cry
during my set.
-Ah. Ladies and gentlemen...
...we have a very, very special
guest performer
with us this evening.
Now don't get too excited.
It ain't Madonna.
But it is...
my sister girlfriend,
Miss Blanca Evangelista.
Please welcome her to the stage.
-Come on up here, beautiful.
Do you have "Home"
in your binder?
Yeah. Mm-hmm, yeah.
* When I think of home,
I think of a place *
* Where there's love
overflowing *
* I wish I was home,
I wish I was back there *
* With the things
I've been knowing *
* Wind that makes the tall grass
bend into leaning *
* Suddenly the raindrops
that fall *
* They have a meaning *
* Sprinkling the scene *
* Makes it all so clean *
* Maybe there's a chance
for me to go back *
* Now that I have
some direction *
* It sure would be nice
to be back at home *
* Where there's love
and affection *
* And just maybe I can
convince time to slow up *
* Giving me enough time
in my life to grow up *
* Time be my friend *
* Let me start again *
* Suddenly my world has gone
and changed its face *
* But I still *
* Know where I'm going *
* I have had my mind
spun around in space *
* And yet
I've watched it growing *
* Oh, if you're listening, God *
* Please don't make it hard *
* To know if we should believe
the things that we see *
* Tell us should we run away *
* Or should we try and stay,
or would it be *
: * Better just
to let things be? *
* Living here
in this brand-new world *
* Might be a fantasy *
* But it's taught me
to love... *
* Taught me to love... *
-* So it's real *
-* It's real *
-* So real *
-* So real *
* So real to me *
:
* And I've learned *
* That we must look
inside our hearts *
* To find *
* A world full of love *
* Like yours, like *
:
* Mine *
* Like home. *
NURSE JUDY:
Yeah!
Hey, honey.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Oh. You always get
everywhere first.
You gonna tell me
what this is all about now?
-Um...
Oh, God, no.
Well, you're not sick, are you?
No, this is
um, Dr. Gardel's office.
She's a psychiatrist.
Dr. Valley recommended her.
Hi. I'm ready for you.
So... what is this?
Is this couples therapy?
I think that's a good way
to think about it.
Full disclosure: Patty and I
have already had two sessions.
There are some things that
she wants to talk to you about,
and she hoped
that by having me here,
it would make it easier
on both of you.
And don't worry.
I am not taking sides.
But you two have already
been talking?
I know you're having an affair.
Oh, come on.
I know
she's a transsexual hooker.
I followed her to the apartment
that you rented her,
and we spoke.
And she confirmed everything.
When?
Couple weeks ago.
First thing I did
was get an HIV test.
I'm negative.
The lease said
that you have the apartment
for one more month, so...
you're gonna move back in,
and I'm gonna tell the kids
that you're on a business trip
until I'm ready
for you to see them again.
What? No.
You...
This is bullshit.
This is an ambush.
You're not taking sides?
-I have rights here.
-GARDEL: Stan,
you have taken actions
towards something
you needed in your life.
We all do that every day.
But there are consequences
for those actions.
I expect you
to keep paying the bills,
but I am gonna get a job as soon
as the baby goes to preschool.
I have been unhappy
for a really long time.
And it's not me.
GARDEL:
Tell him who you are, Patty.
PATTY:
I have no idea.
But now is my chance, so...
I'm gonna
figure that out, and...
I'm sitting here, Stan,
and I'm asking you...
I'm not asking you
why you cheated,
because I-I know why men cheat.
But why with this person?
Are you a homosexual?
I mean, did something happen to
you when you were a little kid?
Because I'm your wife, and I...
Somehow in spite of all of this,
I still love you.
But I need to know.
I mean, was this all a lie?
I don't know.
I don't know.
: I can't figure it out.
I don't know.
:
I don't know.
-WOMAN: It's not gonna work.
Oh, this is some crazy stuff.
Can you turn this off?
It's just getting
to the good part.
I have got to see how
they get out of these handcuffs.
I need to tell you something.
MAN:
Good hard yank.
WOMAN:
One, two, three.
-PRAY TELL: Okay.
What?
I'm never leaving this place,
and you know that.
And I only have
so much time left.
I don't like
when you talk like this.
You have to believe
you're gonna get better
if you actually are ever
gonna get better.
This disease isn't
about mind over matter.
I'm gonna die soon.
And I need you
to get real with me.
I need you
to promise me something.
-I need you...
-No doom and gloom tonight!
-Listen to me!
-No...
:
Please.
When I move on,
I want you to cry your ass off
and scream to the Lord on high.
But only for one day.
And then I want you just
to move on with your life.
I don't want you stuck
thinking about this place,
or this smell, or this death.
:
I want you to find love again.
Promise me that you'll do that.
Who knows how much time
you have left.
I know you have this virus.
You have that fear in your eyes,
like every time
you're looking at me,
you're looking at your own fate.
And you have this hunger
to grab life by the balls
and to live it as fast
and as loud as you possibly can.
That feeling...
is what I need you
to hold on to.
Promise me.
It's okay.
I promise.
:
I promise.
Hello.
NURSE JUDY:
Can you come in?
Is he okay?
Is he having another spasm?
What's happening?
NURSE JUDY:
He died ten minutes ago.
I walked into the room
and he was dead.
I figured you'd want to see him
before they take him away,
but you've got to come now.
Okay.
Okay, I'm coming now.
*
See, most women can
probably take that, right?
But what I need is someone
who can handle... that.
Right?
Yeah, I-I was born that way.
Yeah, it's...
been my plight
ever since I can...
You know.
What's gotten into you, tiger?
Fight with the wife?
She told me!
I covered for you.
I got you a raise
to pay for your side pussy
and you blew it.
-I don't care enough
about you to hate you.
I resent you.
You think you deserve
what I have?
Well, you don't, New Jersey.
I was born better than you.
You don't take what I have,
I take what's yours.
She left you? Good.
Then it's my turn.
I kissed her,
did she tell you that?
Right there on your own
fucking couch.
Bullshit!
Ask her.
You stay away from my wife.
The guy you're pretending to be
doesn't exist.
Get ready for another three
hours of "Love is the Message."
Enough.
Y'all, Costas passed away.
Is Pray Tell okay?
How would you be doing?
He's here because
the show must go on,
so let's give him
a break tonight.
Angel.
PRAY TELL:
The category is...
Realness.
Bring it like a banjee boy.
I want to see
all that ghetto swagger.
Yeah, you got it.
Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, nine, eight, eight.
All right, I said banjee,
not prison.
Scores, please.
Nine, seven, eight, nine, eight.
Oh, my.
-Wow.
Let's go, Papi!
I didn't know Run-DMC had a new
light-skinned fourth member.
Yeah, Papi.
PRAY TELL:
Yeah! Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten.
Across the board!
Grand prize, Papi Evangelista!
Okay, okay.
I think it's time to liven
this bitch up a bit, right?
I want to hear a new track!
Play me some Miss Ross!
* I'm coming out *
Come on, now.
* I want the world to know *
* Got to let it show *
* I'm coming out *
DARIUS: Yo.
Yo, what happened last night?
You stood me up.
I had a prior obligation.
Oh, I get it.
You want to be chased.
Look, I don't mind. I'm fast.
Oh, we know you're fast,
all right.
Oh, don't be so shocked.
I been out of the game
for a minute,
but I still know how to play it.
Oh, you're talking big now
'cause your girls are here?
I'm not looking
to be somebody's plaything.
I want romance.
I want to fall in love.
I deserve that,
not some pumped-up boy toy.
Girl, you ain't missing out
on anything.
Darius is like a vacation.
He just never lasts long enough.
-Oh, but the dick is good.
* I'm coming out *
* I want the world to know *
* Got to let it show *
* I'm coming... *
You're still here?
I was hoping we could walk
for a while.
I heard about Costas.
You need anything from me?
Oh, girl.
I had the body cremated.
I'm gonna scatter the ashes
along Fifth Avenue.
-Okay.
-Little bit at a time.
You know,
he loved to window shop,
so I figured
why not let him do it
for all eternity.
Maybe you can come help me out.
That's what family's for.
Tell me, why did you stop
playing "Love is the Message"?
I'm not trying
to assume anything,
but you seem different.
Happy.
Oh, I promised Costas
that I would go on and love
and have joy and live.
It's hard.
I miss him.
I loved him.
Ooh, I loved him.
But we are living
in a world where...
all of us could truly
be gone one day,
where our kind is just a memory,
one the rest of the world
would be happy to forget.
All we have left is right now.
I don't know how soon
till I'm in a box
on the end table
of some crying man's bed,
but until then...
that love and that promise
are who I claim to be.
-I love you.
-I love you, too.
("Is This Love"
by Whitesnake playing)
MAN:
Hey, baby.
-Evening, Angel.
-Hey, Lou.
Well, lookee,
there go my tips for the night.
Baruch Hashem. It's payday.
Huh? Not until you finish
your shifts.
* Sleepless nights *
* And I can't wait
to see you again *
* I find I spend my time *
* Waiting on your call *
* How can I tell you, baby *
* My back's against the wall *
* I need you by my side *
* To tell me it's all right *
* 'Cause I don't think *
* I can take any more *
* Is this love *
* That I'm feeling *
* Is this the love *
* That I've been searching for *
* Is this love *
* Or am I dreaming *
* This must be love *
* 'Cause it's really
got a hold *
* On me *
* A hold on me. *
Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
The category is... royalty.
*
What exactly is a ball?
Balls are a gathering of people
who are not welcome
to gather anywhere else.
WOMAN:
Welcome to the ballroom world.
I ask everyone
who comes in here,
"What do you want?"
Is this your first time
doing something like this?
WOMAN: It is time
we remind the world who we are.
ANNOUNCER: Pose.
All new Sundays at 9:00 on FX.
Gonna come after
all of us, man.
Gettin' paranoid.
People start dying.
Start a war.
Get us all killed.
Yeah. Maybe I'm
a little on edge.
* Take everything
Leave 'em with nothing *
Snowfall.
Premieres
Thursday, July 19 on FX.
FX presents... Pose.
I'm not sure what
I'm supposed to say.
I'm sure this isn't the first
married man you fucked.
Or is this the first time
you got caught?
Where did you and my husband
-On the piers.
He picked me up.
-Not anymore.
I'm at Show World now,
full time.
But he paid you for sex
the first time you met.
That's-that's why
he sought you out?
We didn't have sex
the first time.
He mostly wanted to talk.
It wasn't dirty or nothing.
-No.
Not really, but I already knew,
if that's what you're asking.
He took off his ring
to try to hide it,
but I always know.
And I never feel guilty, either.
I figure who am I
to judge what goes on
between people?
Why they need what they need?
You-you did... have sex.
Mm-hmm.
Did he use protection?
Every time.
We're not together.
I was the one who broke it off.
It felt like
he wanted to keep me.
Like a doll.
That's all I ever wanted.
But when I had it,
I just felt like
I wasn't nothing until...
...he decided to come home
and play with me.
I understand.
You gonna leave him?
We have children.
I'm a mother before I'm a wife.
-Maybe that's the problem.
-The problem is
my husband is a weak man
who lies.
I let him lie.
His lies let me keep pretending.
Pretending what?
That all I ever wanted
was to be Mrs. Stan Bowes.
I still love him.
Me, too.
Did he ever tell you
he loved you?
Yes.
Do you think he can love me
and love you at the same time?
What were you doing
in that big hall
with all those gay men
and, um, drag queens?
That's my home.
No, honey. My community.
Mi familia.
But how can a woman
be a drag queen?
I'm a transsexual.
I... I don't believe you.
Why, thank you.
That's a compliment, you know?
No, that's not possible.
I mean, Stan would never...
never do that.
You're a woman.
100%.
Prove it.
What, you want to see my dick?
Yes.
I'm sorry for what I did to you,
and I'm here to talk,
but I got boundaries.
I'm not bothered by any part
of who I am except that.
Everything I can't have
in this world
is because of that...
thing down there.
If you want to see who I am,
that's the last place
you should look.
I should go.
*
PRAY TELL:
The category is...
Live...
Work...
Pose!
*
("Love is the Message"
by MFSB playing)
*
("Love is the Message"
continues playing)
The category is...
Butch Queen Body.
I want to see
all that sexy-ass masculinity.
Take it all off!
Did you, uh, did you buy
those pants on sale?
'Cause at my house...
they'd be 100% off!
Give him your scores.
Nine, nine, ten, ten, ten.
Oh!
Mmm. Look at this pretty
young thing.
He didn't even bother
to put on no clothes at all.
Ooh, now,
be careful where
you point those guns.
I don't want to see
you getting arrested.
Give him his scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten.
First runner-up: uh, Tanky.
Yes!
-Fuck yeah.
-PRAY TELL: Yeah.
-Whoo!
-Grand prize goes to...
Ricky.
Ricky Evangelista.
Yeah, Ricky! Ricky Evangelista!
-Whoo!
PRAY TELL:
I need a refill.
And where's my goddamn song?!
"Love is the Message."
("Love is the Message"
resumes playing)
"Love is the Message."
Hi.
The category is...
High-Fashion Runway!
What? I-I just snagged a trophy.
Not you, baby.
We're proud of you.
It's just he playing
this damn song.
ANGEL:
This is the third ball
where he's had this song
on constant rotation.
-Someone should speak to him.
-And say what--
"I'm tired of hearing
this old-school shit,
you got to play something
more fresh"?
Nah, something's going on
with him.
He's been attitudinal
ever since we got tested.
I think it's time
for a friend-tervention.
You're right.
We're his family.
That's adorable. I didn't know
they made trophies
in travel size.
You never fail to gag me.
I couldn't believe my eyes when
you swept Hot Male Body tonight.
Please.
Only try me when
you win a face category.
Bye-bye, brick.
Where'd you come from?
Heaven.
Cute.
You want one?
No, not my vice.
But I can see you could be.
Me?
There's a hundred girls
in that room
younger, prettier,
realer than me.
None of them
can hold a light to you.
But I'm not out here like that.
No, I bet you ain't been out
in what,
two, three months?
Try years.
That's why we had to meet.
I'm the dude who's gonna
break that dry spell.
Have a drink with me.
I can't.
I got to take my kids home.
LIL PAPI:
Who is you?
BLANCA:
Don't be rude.
No, it's okay.
I'm Darius.
Her name is Blanca.
And we got to go.
Come on.
Hey, Blanca!
Cupid called.
Told me to tell you
he needs my heart back.
Hey, Ma, your dude's mad corny.
Mind your business.
PATTY:
Just feeling a little run-down.
Two little children
will do that.
Uh-huh.
Can we run some tests anyway,
just for my peace of mind?
Half the tests I run in here
are for the housewives'
peace of mind.
Okay.
Could... could you check
for any STDs?
I was watching this thing
on Nightline about that AIDS,
and, uh, it scared the crap
out of me.
Well, you're a happily married,
heterosexual woman.
There is basically
zero chance...
Could you just do it?
I've delivered
both your children.
I've treated your family
for years.
You can trust me.
Who stepped out, you or Stan?
He did.
I'm sorry.
But even if he had
unprotected sex
with this woman,
the chances of...
Oh.
I'm going to do this
off-the-record, anonymously.
You'll get flagged
by the insurance company
just for being tested.
How long till I know?
Um...
I'm gonna rush it,
but it-it'll still take
two weeks.
I have to function
with this over my head
for two weeks?
Just keep busy.
Mmm. Oh.
-DAMON: Wow, this looks great.
-Thank you.
These are all
from my mother's recipe book.
Well, don't be shy.
Dig in.
-PRAY TELL: Mm.
No.
I'm thirsty.
Well, maybe you should
-eat something.
-LIL PAPI: Mm-hmm.
-PRAY TELL: Mm.
Maybe you should
buy some new furniture
and fix up
this broke-ass apartment.
I would if I could afford it.
You need to put these children
to work.
They need to be contributing.
ANGEL:
My contribution to this home
paid for the food
that you're about to eat.
Maybe you should
put the bottle down.
Maybe you should stop selling
your booty hole for quarters.
I know your dumb ass
ain't laughing.
-Yo, I ain't dumb.
Spell "Evangelista."
-That's not necessary.
-What's not necessary
is you being up in my business.
Are you a G
No!
-So stay out of my ass.
All right, that's enough.
You can't just come up in my
house reading my kids like that.
Why did you invite me over here?
'Cause your music's wack.
You're our family.
You've dressed us,
you've fed us.
You supported me
when I needed to be held up,
so I wanted to do
the same for you.
But you're off your game, Pray.
You're drinkin'
and smokin' and shit.
-Playing the same damn song.
-BLANCA: We all know
you've been going through it,
but we're just worried.
You couldn't have done this shit
in private?
Mm-mmm, mm-mmm, mm-mmm.
After all the times
I've been there for you.
After all the secrets
-I've held for you.
-Pray, listen...
No, y listen.
You all need to get it
into your thick-ass skulls.
When I'm standing behind
that podium,
I'm the one that keeps
the crowd hyped.
I'm the one that makes sure
there's a flow
to the proceedings.
If you don't like the music
I'm playing,
-don't show up.
-We didn't mean to upset you.
Well, you did.
My life ain't never been easy.
You of all people
should understand that.
My boyfriend...
is dying.
I wish I could...
rewind and go back
to a simpler time
when my life wasn't consumed
with drugs
and disease.
I've...
I've buried more friends
in the last year
than any of you can count.
And when it's all over...
who knows how many of us
will be left?
So...
I don't need a bunch
of immature 20-somethings,
who just figured out how
to wipe they own asses
telling me how to act...
or feel!
When y'all have walked a mile
in my shoes,
y'all come find me.
But till that day,
mind your fucking business!
That went well.
NURSE JUDY:
Morning, sunshine.
Ah, another day in this
florescent fucking hell.
You know, Judy,
this overhead lighting
is starting to give you
a little bit of a green hue.
That's not a good look for you,
boo-boo.
Well, if you have
a problem with it,
why don't you bring
some scarves in,
we could add a little color,
Mary Tyler Moore.
Even she couldn't make it
after all in these digs, girl.
Judy!
Judy! Why hasn't Costas
been fed yet?
There's a tray full
of cold food sitting in here.
We tried to feed him.
His throat hurt too much
to swallow, it's thrush.
Hey.
Hey, baby, I heard
about your throat.
:
It hurts. It's...
Don't talk. Maybe we can get you
some honey to suck on.
You have any honey in
the kitchen that he can have?
We might have some
in the staff lounge.
Thank you.
Since you can't talk, let me
tell you a funny story.
So you remember
those thirsty young hos
I've been telling you about?
The House of Evangelista?
They had a little get-together
last night.
They lured me in with empanadas
and then tried to tell me
it was a motherfucking
intervention
because I've been playing
"Love is the Message" too much.
I didn't give the magic
of that song away
to those ungratefuls.
I didn't tell them
what it was like in 1980
when we danced all summer
to that song.
There wasn't none of this
AIDS mess going on.
We were truly free.
Free to love,
free to fuck,
free to be our gay-ass selves
in this beautiful little
shithole of a town.
They'll never know
that feeling--
what it's like
to love without...
worrying that you're
gonna die, or...
worse yet, that you're gonna
kill somebody.
I don't know what's shittier...
...having that freedom
taken away...
...or never having had it
to begin with.
Either way...
ain't no going back now.
You try to enjoy that beautiful
day out there, Pray Tell.
Can I ask you something?
Since it's such
a goddamn beautiful day?
Does it have to be
so drab in here
Oh, so you want me to be
an interior fucking decorator
on top of keeping
AIDS patients alive, Mary?
We don't have a budget
to buy new bed sheets.
Be creative.
-There's a rec room here.
-I'm a nurse
on a ward
where no one gets better.
You think I don't want
to do something
to make these people
feel more comfortable
when they're on their way out?
We are understaffed
and overworked, Miss Thing.
And wait a minute--
aren't you the entertainer?
Why don't you organize
something?
Well, look at you,
being all useful and shit.
LULU:
Another weekend
and the same goddamn song.
We're trapped in
a tired old queen's hell.
-Girl.
This song--
my ears are bleeding.
What are you complaining
about now?
This song is a classic.
I love me a man in any form.
Whoo!
Don't care how they started out
as long as they end up
on top of me.
Whoo... Ooh.
Need help cleaning that up?
Judges, your scores.
Grand prize, Sebastian.
-Move, bitch.
-Ooh.
PRAY TELL: All right, girl,
next category,
Stone Cold Face.
If a star fell for every time
I thought about you this week,
the sky would be empty.
You got a notepad filled
with pickup lines, huh?
Nah.
You got that effect on me.
I mean, I could stand
next to you forever,
or until you decide
to eat with me.
-I can't.
You scared?
-I'm not scared of nothing.
-Yes, you are.
You're afraid to see what I see.
You're beautiful.
Stunning,
and you don't even know it.
That shit's rare.
You know what this shirt
is made out of?
What?
Boyfriend material.
Okay, when we going out?
Saturday. 9:00.
Meet me at 8th and Sixth Ave.
You like Italian?
("You Give Good Love"
by Whitney Houston plays)
* Ah, ah, ah, ah *
*
-* I found out *
* What I've been missing *
Ow! Easy now.
You got some nerve asking me
for a discount buff-and-go
after you avoided me
all night last night.
-I came to apologize for that.
-Mm-hmm.
And for being a little raw
with you in your own home.
You were right.
I have been hitting the sauce
a little heavier than usual,
and maybe... just maybe,
I am stuck on a loop
with my sentimentalities
in the ballroom.
But that is because...
Costas-- he's not doing well.
You sure you don't want a gloss?
I don't want no
shiny lady nails today.
* Baby *
And I've also come because
I have an opportunity.
That hospital is so grim
and dank
that I have decided to produce
an AIDS cabaret night
for the patients.
And I've been racking my brain
for talent,
and you the only bitch I know
in this scene who can sing.
Except for me, of course.
How you know I can sing?
A finch cannot
hide her song, honey.
It oozes out of you.
You're always humming
one thing or another.
And then there was that one time
you got so drunk
down in Chinatown-- uh-huh--
you burst into Sheila E.
and gave all of Canal Street
"The Glamorous Life."
Okay, so, yeah.
I guess I have some songs in me
from my high school days.
Yes. So we gonna do it
on Saturday night.
I got a mic on loan
from the Gospel Assembly.
And there is an old dusty piano
in the hospital
that is just begging
to be played.
Oh...
Shit.
I'd love to, Pray Tell,
but I already told Darius yes.
That fine piece of man meat?
* It took some time
for me to see... *
Yes.
Go on, girl, get it.
:
You stupid.
Ooh. You way ahead of me
on that front.
I haven't even been able
to think about sex
since I was diagnosed.
Me, neither... till I met him.
That's why I have to follow
through with this one.
He makes me feel something.
Can I ask you a question?
Are you gonna tell him
your status?
If it ever gets to that place,
I guess I'll have to.
Well, shit,
that puts a damper on things.
-Get it.
WOMAN:
Hello, dolls.
It's our end-of-season sale.
20% off the new stuff,
50% off the sales rack.
Do let me know if you need help
with anything.
-Thank you.
-BLANCA: Ooh.
I can get a deal for something
on Saturday.
Ain't no ball Saturday.
I have a date.
What?
Is Mother Teresa really
about to get some?
Lulu, don't do that.
-I'm just picky.
-No.
You are dried up
and too wrapped up
in them damn kids' lives.
-No, I'm not.
CANDY:
How long you hos been here?
Could of told a bitch
you was coming.
Put those away, Candy.
Uh, that big bitch over there
is buying 'em.
You know I could sell a dildo
to a nun.
You know I can't let you take
nothing while Tess is on duty.
BLANCA:
Girl, please.
-I'm buying an outfit.
-She has a date.
Is Jesus returning
to take you out?
Do not try it.
I met this guy at the ball.
He's a bit corny but cute.
Mm. Corny looks good on you.
Be nice, Candy.
What makes him corny?
He only speaks in pickup lines.
* What can I do? *
Did he say
that God was missing an angel
and he went on a mission
to find you?
LULU: Or did he talk
a good astronomy game
about how the sky is out
of stars because of you?
-That's Darius.
-Mm-hmm.
-He likes the girls.
-Sure does.
I'm too grown for this.
Look at me.
The one time
I put myself out there,
and it's a damn playboy.
What a waste of time.
Don't overthink it.
It's free dinner.
BLANCA:
I'm not 20 anymore.
I can buy my own meal.
What pisses me off the most
is that he got into my head,
acting as if he was the one, the
guy who could do more for me.
Girl, Darius has more, honey.
Trust.
You fucked him?
* Make you play my game *
* My game... *
Girl, we all fucked him.
Look, Darius does it all.
You know, you should do him.
Shit, I still would, but
when I went and got my pussy,
-he lost my number.
-LULU: Blanca,
seriously, you ain't like us
out here on the penis prowl.
We're just, you know...
We're more experienced.
We know how the boys are.
Darius is a good-time boy,
so let yourself
have a good time.
* I'm needing you, baby *
* Oh, oh, oh, oh. *
What's an AIDS cabaret?
It's an exclusive concert
for the residents of this ward.
I took over the rec room,
made it a thing.
I'm not feeling like company.
Oh, trust me, this is gonna
make you feel much better.
I hung some streamers,
and gathered a buffet.
We got crackers and cheese
and punch.
It's simple...
but it's something.
Hi, everyone.
Um... so I'm gonna sing a song
by one of my favorite artists,
Mr. Donny Hathaway.
And, uh...
and I'd like to dedicate it
to the love of my life...
Mr. Costas Perez.
(piano plays intro
to "For All We Know")
* For all *
* We know *
* We may never meet *
* Again *
* Before *
* You go *
* Make this moment *
* Sweet again *
* We won't say *
* Good night *
* Until *
* The last minute *
* I'll hold *
* Out my hand *
* And my heart *
* Will be in it *
* For all *
* We know *
* This may only be *
* A dream *
* Oh, we come *
* And we go *
* Like the ripple *
* Of a stream *
* So love me *
* Love me tonight *
* Tomorrow was made *
* For some *
* Tomorrow *
* May never come *
* For all *
* We know. *
WOMAN:
Whoo! Yeah!
Girl, what are you doing here?
-I thought you had a hot date.
-Nah.
I cancelled on him.
Bad vibes.
Plus, this is more important.
I love you, Pray.
:
Blanca...
You can't be making me cry
during my set.
-Ah. Ladies and gentlemen...
...we have a very, very special
guest performer
with us this evening.
Now don't get too excited.
It ain't Madonna.
But it is...
my sister girlfriend,
Miss Blanca Evangelista.
Please welcome her to the stage.
-Come on up here, beautiful.
Do you have "Home"
in your binder?
Yeah. Mm-hmm, yeah.
* When I think of home,
I think of a place *
* Where there's love
overflowing *
* I wish I was home,
I wish I was back there *
* With the things
I've been knowing *
* Wind that makes the tall grass
bend into leaning *
* Suddenly the raindrops
that fall *
* They have a meaning *
* Sprinkling the scene *
* Makes it all so clean *
* Maybe there's a chance
for me to go back *
* Now that I have
some direction *
* It sure would be nice
to be back at home *
* Where there's love
and affection *
* And just maybe I can
convince time to slow up *
* Giving me enough time
in my life to grow up *
* Time be my friend *
* Let me start again *
* Suddenly my world has gone
and changed its face *
* But I still *
* Know where I'm going *
* I have had my mind
spun around in space *
* And yet
I've watched it growing *
* Oh, if you're listening, God *
* Please don't make it hard *
* To know if we should believe
the things that we see *
* Tell us should we run away *
* Or should we try and stay,
or would it be *
: * Better just
to let things be? *
* Living here
in this brand-new world *
* Might be a fantasy *
* But it's taught me
to love... *
* Taught me to love... *
-* So it's real *
-* It's real *
-* So real *
-* So real *
* So real to me *
:
* And I've learned *
* That we must look
inside our hearts *
* To find *
* A world full of love *
* Like yours, like *
:
* Mine *
* Like home. *
NURSE JUDY:
Yeah!
Hey, honey.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Oh. You always get
everywhere first.
You gonna tell me
what this is all about now?
-Um...
Oh, God, no.
Well, you're not sick, are you?
No, this is
um, Dr. Gardel's office.
She's a psychiatrist.
Dr. Valley recommended her.
Hi. I'm ready for you.
So... what is this?
Is this couples therapy?
I think that's a good way
to think about it.
Full disclosure: Patty and I
have already had two sessions.
There are some things that
she wants to talk to you about,
and she hoped
that by having me here,
it would make it easier
on both of you.
And don't worry.
I am not taking sides.
But you two have already
been talking?
I know you're having an affair.
Oh, come on.
I know
she's a transsexual hooker.
I followed her to the apartment
that you rented her,
and we spoke.
And she confirmed everything.
When?
Couple weeks ago.
First thing I did
was get an HIV test.
I'm negative.
The lease said
that you have the apartment
for one more month, so...
you're gonna move back in,
and I'm gonna tell the kids
that you're on a business trip
until I'm ready
for you to see them again.
What? No.
You...
This is bullshit.
This is an ambush.
You're not taking sides?
-I have rights here.
-GARDEL: Stan,
you have taken actions
towards something
you needed in your life.
We all do that every day.
But there are consequences
for those actions.
I expect you
to keep paying the bills,
but I am gonna get a job as soon
as the baby goes to preschool.
I have been unhappy
for a really long time.
And it's not me.
GARDEL:
Tell him who you are, Patty.
PATTY:
I have no idea.
But now is my chance, so...
I'm gonna
figure that out, and...
I'm sitting here, Stan,
and I'm asking you...
I'm not asking you
why you cheated,
because I-I know why men cheat.
But why with this person?
Are you a homosexual?
I mean, did something happen to
you when you were a little kid?
Because I'm your wife, and I...
Somehow in spite of all of this,
I still love you.
But I need to know.
I mean, was this all a lie?
I don't know.
I don't know.
: I can't figure it out.
I don't know.
:
I don't know.
-WOMAN: It's not gonna work.
Oh, this is some crazy stuff.
Can you turn this off?
It's just getting
to the good part.
I have got to see how
they get out of these handcuffs.
I need to tell you something.
MAN:
Good hard yank.
WOMAN:
One, two, three.
-PRAY TELL: Okay.
What?
I'm never leaving this place,
and you know that.
And I only have
so much time left.
I don't like
when you talk like this.
You have to believe
you're gonna get better
if you actually are ever
gonna get better.
This disease isn't
about mind over matter.
I'm gonna die soon.
And I need you
to get real with me.
I need you
to promise me something.
-I need you...
-No doom and gloom tonight!
-Listen to me!
-No...
:
Please.
When I move on,
I want you to cry your ass off
and scream to the Lord on high.
But only for one day.
And then I want you just
to move on with your life.
I don't want you stuck
thinking about this place,
or this smell, or this death.
:
I want you to find love again.
Promise me that you'll do that.
Who knows how much time
you have left.
I know you have this virus.
You have that fear in your eyes,
like every time
you're looking at me,
you're looking at your own fate.
And you have this hunger
to grab life by the balls
and to live it as fast
and as loud as you possibly can.
That feeling...
is what I need you
to hold on to.
Promise me.
It's okay.
I promise.
:
I promise.
Hello.
NURSE JUDY:
Can you come in?
Is he okay?
Is he having another spasm?
What's happening?
NURSE JUDY:
He died ten minutes ago.
I walked into the room
and he was dead.
I figured you'd want to see him
before they take him away,
but you've got to come now.
Okay.
Okay, I'm coming now.
*
See, most women can
probably take that, right?
But what I need is someone
who can handle... that.
Right?
Yeah, I-I was born that way.
Yeah, it's...
been my plight
ever since I can...
You know.
What's gotten into you, tiger?
Fight with the wife?
She told me!
I covered for you.
I got you a raise
to pay for your side pussy
and you blew it.
-I don't care enough
about you to hate you.
I resent you.
You think you deserve
what I have?
Well, you don't, New Jersey.
I was born better than you.
You don't take what I have,
I take what's yours.
She left you? Good.
Then it's my turn.
I kissed her,
did she tell you that?
Right there on your own
fucking couch.
Bullshit!
Ask her.
You stay away from my wife.
The guy you're pretending to be
doesn't exist.
Get ready for another three
hours of "Love is the Message."
Enough.
Y'all, Costas passed away.
Is Pray Tell okay?
How would you be doing?
He's here because
the show must go on,
so let's give him
a break tonight.
Angel.
PRAY TELL:
The category is...
Realness.
Bring it like a banjee boy.
I want to see
all that ghetto swagger.
Yeah, you got it.
Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, nine, eight, eight.
All right, I said banjee,
not prison.
Scores, please.
Nine, seven, eight, nine, eight.
Oh, my.
-Wow.
Let's go, Papi!
I didn't know Run-DMC had a new
light-skinned fourth member.
Yeah, Papi.
PRAY TELL:
Yeah! Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten.
Across the board!
Grand prize, Papi Evangelista!
Okay, okay.
I think it's time to liven
this bitch up a bit, right?
I want to hear a new track!
Play me some Miss Ross!
* I'm coming out *
Come on, now.
* I want the world to know *
* Got to let it show *
* I'm coming out *
DARIUS: Yo.
Yo, what happened last night?
You stood me up.
I had a prior obligation.
Oh, I get it.
You want to be chased.
Look, I don't mind. I'm fast.
Oh, we know you're fast,
all right.
Oh, don't be so shocked.
I been out of the game
for a minute,
but I still know how to play it.
Oh, you're talking big now
'cause your girls are here?
I'm not looking
to be somebody's plaything.
I want romance.
I want to fall in love.
I deserve that,
not some pumped-up boy toy.
Girl, you ain't missing out
on anything.
Darius is like a vacation.
He just never lasts long enough.
-Oh, but the dick is good.
* I'm coming out *
* I want the world to know *
* Got to let it show *
* I'm coming... *
You're still here?
I was hoping we could walk
for a while.
I heard about Costas.
You need anything from me?
Oh, girl.
I had the body cremated.
I'm gonna scatter the ashes
along Fifth Avenue.
-Okay.
-Little bit at a time.
You know,
he loved to window shop,
so I figured
why not let him do it
for all eternity.
Maybe you can come help me out.
That's what family's for.
Tell me, why did you stop
playing "Love is the Message"?
I'm not trying
to assume anything,
but you seem different.
Happy.
Oh, I promised Costas
that I would go on and love
and have joy and live.
It's hard.
I miss him.
I loved him.
Ooh, I loved him.
But we are living
in a world where...
all of us could truly
be gone one day,
where our kind is just a memory,
one the rest of the world
would be happy to forget.
All we have left is right now.
I don't know how soon
till I'm in a box
on the end table
of some crying man's bed,
but until then...
that love and that promise
are who I claim to be.
-I love you.
-I love you, too.
("Is This Love"
by Whitesnake playing)
MAN:
Hey, baby.
-Evening, Angel.
-Hey, Lou.
Well, lookee,
there go my tips for the night.
Baruch Hashem. It's payday.
Huh? Not until you finish
your shifts.
* Sleepless nights *
* And I can't wait
to see you again *
* I find I spend my time *
* Waiting on your call *
* How can I tell you, baby *
* My back's against the wall *
* I need you by my side *
* To tell me it's all right *
* 'Cause I don't think *
* I can take any more *
* Is this love *
* That I'm feeling *
* Is this the love *
* That I've been searching for *
* Is this love *
* Or am I dreaming *
* This must be love *
* 'Cause it's really
got a hold *
* On me *
* A hold on me. *
Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
The category is... royalty.
*
What exactly is a ball?
Balls are a gathering of people
who are not welcome
to gather anywhere else.
WOMAN:
Welcome to the ballroom world.
I ask everyone
who comes in here,
"What do you want?"
Is this your first time
doing something like this?
WOMAN: It is time
we remind the world who we are.
ANNOUNCER: Pose.
All new Sundays at 9:00 on FX.
Gonna come after
all of us, man.
Gettin' paranoid.
People start dying.
Start a war.
Get us all killed.
Yeah. Maybe I'm
a little on edge.
* Take everything
Leave 'em with nothing *