Pose (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Pink Slip - full transcript

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Hey. Have y'all seen
my yellow coat?

I think it's on the sofa.

Ooh.

-I'm going to class.
Have a good day.
-All right.

No. You don't have
a maid service.

Wash your damn bowl.

Blanca.



-I'm out. See ya later.

Okay. Be safe.

Back so soon?

Yeah, I forgot something.

What is it?
Maybe I can help you.

Nah, I got it.

No, I think I got it.

Why in the hell
do you need a pager?

And don't lie to me.

-To keep up with my boys.

Ricky?
-No.

My boys. You don't know 'em.

Yo, what's with
the seventh degree?

I told you about my rules.



If I ever catch you bringing
that stuff into my home,

you're out.

How come you're going in on me

but you ain't saying nothing
to Angel

about selling her ass for cash?

You don't get an opinion
on what she does with her body.

When you're a transsexual,

you take the work
where you can get it.

She's making a safe dollar
dancing at Show World.

She's not putting poison
on the streets.

That shit is ruining
our community.

I told you,

I'm not selling drugs.

You listen to me.

I told you
when you joined Evangelista

what I wouldn't tolerate.

You get caught

doing anything illegal,

don't make me your one call.

PRAY TELL:
The category is...

Live...

Work...

Pose!

♪

♪

Well, well, well.

Don't you want a bite
or something to drink first?

I've had plenty of bites and
drinks since you've been gone,

but I haven't had my man
for two months

and I refuse to wait
one moment longer.

How did it all go?

Sold some, bought more.

ELEKTRA:
Mm.

Are you tucking?

My tucking days are over,
sweetheart.

Come on.

When was the last time you got
the chance to take a ride

in a brand

One thing.

I ask you for one thing.
For that,

I was willing to give you
everything you ever dreamed of.

This is the only thing
I've ever really dreamed of.

-To be a complete woman.
-All right,

well, then I guess
we're done here.

Do you love me or
was this all just about the sex?

I don't come here... for that.

I can get that anywhere.

I'm in control here.

What I want.

What I like.

The price you would pay
for not giving it to me.

I was abundantly clear
the very first night

that we met at that bar.

You ruined it.

I'm not ruined.

I'm reborn.

A complete woman.

This is an act of selfishness
and stupidity.

So what happens now?

You throw me out
onto the street corners

like a Hefty bag filled with
last night's takeout containers?

I thought our love
was stronger than that.

I thought it would take more
to make you hate me.

I hate you...

because I love you.

Because you are the best thing
in my life.

This place,

with you,

was my cocoon.

And you took it away from me.

Because you refuse to even try.

You knew the rules,

and you broke them.

You lost it all.

I give you two weeks
before you cool off and realize

that the best of me
still remains

and you can't live without it.

Good luck finding another girl
who looks like me.

You're lucky
I believe in second chances.

LEMAR:
Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four,

five... Candy.

Come on!

The theme is Bizarre,

-not Halloween.

Think avant-garde.

Think otherworldly.

-This is otherworldly.
-No, this is

-Freddy Krueger. That.

-That's what you're doing.
-Stop.

You're not...

What?

I can't enter my own abode

without you children
gawking at me?

-We just weren't expecting you.
-Well,

here I am.
I'll be staying the night,

and I need you all to clear out
of the bedroom.

Hey, that's the girls' room.

Where are we supposed to sleep?

We have futons.
Or fold up some blankets

and make a bed on the floor.

You have a brain-- use it.

Hold up.

You want the entire room
to yourself

while we sleep on the floor?

I pay the rent here.

Why aren't you
at Daddy Dick's place?

I'm exercising my independence.

He finally threw you out?

We had a small lovers' spat,

and now I'm giving him
an opportunity to miss me.

LEMAR: What happen
if he don't miss you?

-Yeah, who's gonna pay

-Don't worry, children.

Mother would never let a single
man be in charge of her destiny.

I have my fingers in many pots
around this city.

Is that what they call
being a slut now?

Shut the fuck up!

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves here, children.

I'm sure Mr. Ford
will come to his senses

by the end of the week.

And until then,

there are a few rules
I'd like to institute

to assure that my stay here
is up to par

with my standards of living.

Rule number one,
no sucking your teeth!

Rule number two,
only Mother smokes in the house.

No gum chewing,
no late-night music,

no sleeping in after 1:00 p.m.

Well?

Make Mother another drink!

:
Come on. Come on. It's okay.

:
Thank God you're home. Shh.

Wait, why are you here? Aren't
you back with that white boy?

Blanca asked me
to come over to talk.

I don't know how, but
she found out Papi's dealing.

She just cross-examined me
like she Matlock.

She tore up the whole apartment
looking for evidence.

-No.

I mean, I've teased him

about it, but I'm not gonna
throw him under the bus.

BLANCA:
Damon, is that you?

Yes, Mother.

:
Just... just listen...

Do you know why I allowed Ricky
to join this house?

'Cause you saw his potential?

Because you vouched for him.

And I trust you.

Lies are a form of disrespect.

In this house, I expect all
of you to tell the truth.

Is Papi on drugs?

What? No.

But he's selling 'em, right?

No.

If I find out
you're lying to me...

He isn't doing drugs.

I would've told you if he was.

All right,
tell Ricky to come here.

What happened?

She wants to talk to you.

:
Listen to me.

Not a word.

Sit down.

Ricky, have you enjoyed
living in my house?

Of course I have.

When we met,
you had nowhere to go.

I took you in
and gave you shelter and food,

'cause I couldn't stand thinking
of you being on the streets.

I know I'm not perfect,
but I'm trying

real hard to be a good mother
to all y'all.

And you have been.

This is the first place
I ever been

that feels like a home.

And we have to keep it safe.

So I'm-a only ask you one time.

Is Papi doing drugs?

No.

He isn't doing drugs.

You know,

you and I--

we're not that different.

We know how to hustle.

How to survive.

We grew up on the streets.

But we not on the streets
no more.

This is our house.

And I'm trying to keep it safe.

I can't do that
if you're not being honest.

Yo, I'm not a snitch.

Street code
don't apply here, baby.

He's dealing.

At the piers.

I should've told you sooner.

I'm sorry
I disrespected your rules.

It'll never happen again.

Look, I'm trying hard
to change my life.

I know this is
where I need to be.

Look,

please,

don't kick me out.

♪

What you want to do is you want

to go straight down the block,
make a left,

hit another left.
You heard? All right, good.

Get the fuck out of here.
And drink some water.

You look thirsty, too.

I knew it.

You lied to me.

And the worst part about it is

that you did it
right to my face.

-I didn't lie.
-Yes, you did.

Every time you walked out
of that apartment,

you came here to sell drugs.

What else am I supposed to do?

Follow my rules.

Find a real job.

Yo, you wasn't complaining about
where my loot was coming from

-when it was paying
for your groceries.
-You never told me

that it was dirty money.
You told me that you worked

at a bodega.
And I believed you.

Papi, you put
your family at risk.

What family?

-Ain't nobody here.

I've been on my own
since I was 13,

in and out of foster homes.

Ain't nobody ever gave me shit.

I did.

Warm food, shelter.

And you ain't the only one
who had to learn how to survive

on their own.

But I didn't resort to dealing.

You could get arrested or worse.

It can't get no worse.

What other choices are there

for a 20-year-old
with an eighth grade education?

I'm so disappointed in you.

Yo, stop acting like you're
my moms, 'cause you're not.

I want you out by morning.

And if you don't pick up
your shit,

I'm-a put it on the street
myself.

You're just gonna turn around
and leave me?

Without giving me
another chance?

:
Where am I supposed to go?

Blanca!

Hey, I didn't mean it!

Hey, you hear what I said?!
I didn't mean it!

I got all my stuff.

DAMON:
Where will you go?

I'll figure it out.

Always do.

ANGEL:
Make sure you let us know.

We're gonna miss you.

I'll miss y'all, too.

Blanca, you may not believe
this, but...

I'm sorry.

I'm out.

Peace.

I looked out for you.

Treated you as a brother
because I knew

what you meant to Damon.

After everything,

I expected you
to have my back, too.

Before or after
you told him I was

the hit it and quit it type?

That's why your punk ass
ratted me out?

Call me a punk again.

I'd watch my back, punk.

-Whoa!

Damon...

-Stop!

You did this to yourself.

-I thought we was fam!

Well, you thought wrong.
This is my house.

I ain't going back and sleeping
on a park bench for nobody.

Especially not you.

Punk.

STAN:
Ooh.

It's good.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I ain't never cooked nothing

in my whole life.

Did I do it right?

-It's perfect.
-Mm.

You're really
not going nowhere tonight?

No.

Got nowhere to be.

It's just you and me
all night long.

-Like the song.
-Like the song.

So you getting a divorce?

I don't know yet.

Uh, I think so.

We're gonna work something out
with the kids.

She, uh, says I'm a shit husband
but a good father.

Kids need their fathers.

Especially little girls.

What about work?

You get fired for beating
that guy's ass?

No. I didn't.

Apparently, that kind of
expression of manliness

-is encouraged there.
-Mm.

Now everyone thinks
I'm a rock star

for leaving my wife
for my mistress.

So did he tell anyone
what kind of girl I am?

No. He just said he couldn't
tell if you were

a Puerto Rican girl
or a black girl.

We can do anything.

So what do you want to do
with our first

whole night here together?

MICHAEL TAYLOR:
The skirt, too short, change.

Dad, this is the style.

-Change.

-Yeah.

I'm great. Why?

I don't want you
to get bored of me.

-Um...

You know what I really want?

What you really want?

Not that.

Um...

I want to see your life.

These ballrooms you're always
talking about

with the-with the trophies
and everything.

I-I want to...
I want to see that.

For real?

I mean, you know
what my life is like.

It's boring, it's stupid.

Every movie, TV show,
ad in a magazine shows you

-what my life is like, but...
-Come on.

Only chance I'm gonna get
of understanding your world

is if you show me.

I've never brought a date
to the ball before.

Well, I'm not a date.

I'm your boyfriend.

My boyfriend.

Your boyfriend.

ELEKTRA:
What do you mean,

"evicted"?

This...

says we're
two months behind on rent.

So what? I'm a little late
on payments.

No-no-no-no-no-no-no.

I know exactly
what's going on here.

You spent every last penny
you had

on that pussy, didn't you?

On top of stealing
our Christmas stash,

you pocketed your
sugar daddy's allowance

and didn't pay rent
on this place.

My finances are none
of your business.

Uh, they are when it's us who's
gonna be put on the streets.

Exactly.

Hush. Mother will settle this.

I still have a couple
of furs left.

I will sell them for you
ungrateful children,

because I am still
your mother.

So, you don't have
any money at all?

CANDY:
She's got nothing.

LULU: I don't know about
the rest of you,

but I'm not waiting around
for them

to cut the lights off
on this place.

I'm leaving.

Me, too.

Fools! Where will you go?

-I'll start my own house.

That's the gag of all gags.

What? If you can do it,
so can I.

I have the cred for it
at the balls. Remember?

Oh, my dear children.

I would seriously reconsider
this joke of an idea.

If you were to ever part
from me, I would destroy you.

Fine.

Bring it, bitch.

You're going to regret this.

Mr. Ford is going
to take me back

and I will have everything.

Is there a problem
with the elevator, Anthony?

Mr. Ford said not to let you up.

A little dramatic,
don't you think?

I'm just here to collect
a few of my things.

Everything up there belongs
to Mr. Ford.

-Let me through.
-Keep at it, bitch.

Nothing would make me happier
than to break

your fucking freak face.

Do you know
where you're going, ma'am?

Yes, I do, to the penthouse.

Mr. Ford said unpack
your things,

make yourself comfortable.

He'll be up there sometime
this afternoon.

Thank you.

[man imitates bird call,
whistles]

PITO:
Before your moms passed

I told her I'd take care
of you.

If you're gonna go disappearing
like that again,

you got to let me know first.

Was laying low.

Hanging at my girl's place.

Hey, you got a lady?

I gotta meet her.

So what'chu need?

Uh, dope's not really selling.

Yeah.

I told you, ain't nobody trying
to smoke herb no more.

This is where the money's at.

How much?

Ten bucks a vial.

And don't smoke that shit,
trust me.

Once it gets in your system,
you ain't never getting it out.

You still got your pager?

NYPD been crackin' down.

We changed your number.

I have to let Carlito know.

He got arrested.

Had money and vials on him, too.

He's fucked.

I'm putting Iggy in the parks.

I want you in Manhattanville
and Harlem.

I've only ever done the parks
and the piers.

I-I'm not ready for the hood.

Don't pussy out on me now.

You'll be working
with my street team.

Tyrone's the lookout, he'll
screen the buyers beforehand.

Jamal's the money man.

He'll get the cash,
give you the okay.

♪

What happens if I get caught?

Don't get caught.

-I didn't do nothing.
-OFFICER: Yes, you did.

-OFFICER: Get him. Get him.

Hey, Martinez.

You know, the next time an
officer wants to speak to you,

don't resist.

Now get the fuck outta here.

Oh, yo, Papi,
what the fuck happened?

Cops showed up.

I got rid of the stash, though,
before they snatched me.

All right.

Listen, I'm-a gonna need you

to stay off the streets
for a little while.

-I got nowhere else to go.
-I got you, bro.

You can stay at my place.

♪

Elektra?

Like the advertisement

in the Village Voicesaid,

"Don't worry, you'll find me.

Miss Elektra stands out
in a crowd."

I generally prefer to meet
gentlemen friends

for some fine dining
at Windows of the World.

I've come to this place before
to meet the girls.

It's safer...

unless someone sees me come in.

-Yes,

but, uh, none of them
looked like you.

That's for certain.

Are you married, Mr. Bockol?

Joe. No.

I was.

She passed about ten years ago.

Accident on our boat
off Montauk.

So you have a boat?

God damn, you are beautiful.

Brandy Alexander.

Two, please.

What kind of business
are you in, Joe?

I work at, uh, Drexel Burnham.

We do leveraged buyouts--
junk bonds.

So you're rich?

You get right to the point.

I just want to make sure
that we're not wasting

each other's time.

I love a good negotiation.

You first.

I will need an apartment,
fully furnished,

nothing south of 60th
or east of Third Avenue.

I will know that I'm loved
when I receive gifts,

expensive ones.

I also expect
a weekly allowance in cash.

And only after
I feel looked after,

will I even consider
a kiss on the cheek.

I am a lady, after all.

Of course.

That all sounds reasonable.

I assume you'll also need
a car service

to come collect you
for our dates?

Oh, Joe, we're going
to get along so well.

I can tell.

-Shoot.

You have to look this good
every time I see you.

Mm. And I like a dark color

on your fingers and toes.

Even in the summer months?

Never change your perfume,

it's already driving me crazy
in my pants.

And no other men, ever.

I despise a nighttime color
in July,

but I suppose we must both
give a little.

This is a negotiation,
after all.

One more thing.

Not every time,

but once in a while,
when we have sex,

I want you to urinate on me.

Everybody's got their thing,
I guess, right?

I like it when you can aim,
you know?

I'm sorry.

I can't do that.

-No.

I mean, I cannot do
what you're asking.

I am a full woman.

Oh.

♪ Oh, yeah...♪

-♪

Kind of messed up for you

not to say that in your ad.

♪ A new love♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah.♪

-♪

Girl, I am done.

-You ain't the only one, bitch.
-Ugh.

Vodka soda for her, please.

I'm dead-ass serious about
starting my own house.

How you gonna do that?
With what money?

I ain't got much,
but it's enough.

Look at what broke-ass Blanca
did, with just two pennies.

It takes more nerve than it does
coin to start a house.

And it pays off.

Blanca's already an
up-and-coming legendary mother.

Well, you got the nerve part,
that's for sure.

I need to be in a house
where I can express who I am,

okay? Not be the expressions
of someone's delusions.

I want my freedom.

And I want you to come with me.

We could be co-mothers,

joining forces
like businesswomen.

Just think about it.

Nobody's ever done that before.

The children would gag.

I like the sound of this.

We can take Cubby and Lemar,

and bring in new girls
that will elevate our status--

classy girls.

-Yes, no hood rats
like in Blanca's house.
-Ugh.

We got to be
all refined and shit.

What about that girl
you work with?

She's always serving looks

and she got access to some of
the freshest clothes.

-Veronica. Not a bad idea.
-Uh-huh.

And Aphrodite.

She's the only one that can come

for Elektra in realness.

We're gonna need a voguer,
'cause, uh, you know you can't.

-Well, yeah.

-Okay.

Florida. That bitch can vogue
the house down.

Yes.

-Okay!
-All right.

-We gonna need a name.
-Mm.

How about
The House of Fabulousity?

Uh-uh.
That is too gay.

♪ Let the music play♪

♪ He won't get away♪

I got it.

The House of Ferocity.

Bitch!

Yes.

-The House of Ferocity.

BOTH:
Cheers.

Ah.

Mmm.

Oh. How long you gonna go
without speaking to me?

Look, I get it.

Y-You're mad at me.

Please talk to me.

I'm not mad
about the situation. I'm sad.

Papi... was my friend.

I'm sorry.

I know you felt like

you were supposed
to be honest with Blanca.

-I just wish you hadn't been.

I'm not mad.

Well, I'm fucking pissed off.

Say what you need to say.

What you did
was so disrespectful.

What happened
to street code, huh?

You snitched on him
with the quickness.

You didn't even
think twice

before throwing him
under the bus, Ricky.

RICKY: That's not what happened.
You weren't there.

-You don't know.
-ANGEL: What I do know is

that one of his own
family members turned on him,

and now he's back
on the streets.

Anything happens to him,
it's gonna be your fault.

I never wanted this
to happen.

I got scared
that Blanca was gonna

kick me out if she found out
I lied to her.

I can't go back
to sleeping on a bench again.

And I never wanted that
for Papi.

Please forgive me.

Please.

ANGEL:
I blame you and Blanca for this.

Y'all broke up our family.

BLANCA:
I loved my mother,

but she wasn't exactly
a great role model.

She let my brother
walk all over her.

I always told myself
I would be a tough mother

when I had my own kids,
but I'm not so sure

that was the right way to be.

How do you do it?

How do you support
and challenge your kids?

Well, with all due respect,
I don't think I'm the person

you want to have
that conversation with.

I don't have any children
of my own.

But you have your students,
and they respect you.

Last time we spoke,
you were pretty hard on me,

and told me the truth even
when I didn't want to hear it.

Well...

now I want to hear it.

Well, you made a choice.

And only time will tell
if it was the right one.

But you did what you thought
was best for your family.

To protect them.

If it were me, I would have done
the same thing.

Selling drugs is a crime.

You allow this one offense
to go unpunished,

who knows how serious
the next one will be?

You're upset
because you have compassion

and integrity--

important qualities
to possess as a parent.

Don't change. Hmm?

They may not grasp the basis

for your decision
in the moment,

but years from now, they will,

and you will have earned
their respect.

That I know to be true.

Thank you for this.

For giving me some of your time
and your advice today.

Any time.

[applause and cheering,
whistling]

The category is...

Intergalactic Best Dressed--

Bizarre!

♪

Quarter grapefruit,
quarter gingerbread man,

and totally

out of his mind!

Judges, your thoughts.

Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten.

The all-seeing,

all-knowing,

Twizzler-licorice
realness on top.

She is coming.
I don't know

what she's invoking,

but I am totally spellbound.

-Yeah, yeah. It's just...

-it's overwhelming.
-Yeah.

Are all the people
in here, they...

Are they girls like you?

Baby, there are no girls
like me.

Stay here.
Let me go get you a drink.

Okay.

A double.

PRAY TELL:
Mmm! You are what you eat.

Dipsy Doodle,
dipped in Tang!

That's a bold choice, bitch.

And I love you for it, honey.

♪

Must be tourist season.

No. I'm... I'm with someone.

No, I'm...

PRAY TELL:
Oh.

She is poured into that latex.

And I love whatever's
going on under there.

It is steaming hot.
I love you, girl.

Twirl, twirl, twirl.

Dance, bitch.

Ho, ho, ho.

I'd hate to see what
your nightmares look like.

You that white boy that's
taking care of Miss Angel.

Got her fixed up
in an apartment and everything.

Are you a friend of hers?

I'm Stan.

I'm Summer.

Like the season.

No, sweetheart.

The season only comes
once a year.

I prefer to come every night.

When you get bored with her,

and you're looking
for a new girl to look after,

-you come asking for Summer.
-ANGEL: Uh-uh.

Uh-uh. Uh-uh. Uh-uh.

Mmm, mmm.
Time to stroll on back

-to your corner, bitch.

Maybe we should go.

Well, you got
to see me work first.

It'll mean so much to me.

Come on.

I'll tuck you in a corner
somewhere nobody'll find you.

Come on.

I'm terrified!

STAN:
You nailed it.

ANGEL:
Thanks.

Girl!

I feel like he mad
'cause he ain't got a trophy.

STAN :
Let's sit for a sec.

I got...

Sorry.

You didn't like it?

No.

It just didn't like me.

I'm never gonna fit
in a place like that.

You don't have to come.

We can go get salads.

Or stay at home.

Or go see movies.

The balls are not my whole life.

But they're a huge part of it.

So is my office.

So are my kids.

We've been in a bubble

this whole time
we've been together.

And I thought the secrecy
was the thing holding us back,

but maybe it was what
was keeping us together.

I don't fit in anywhere.

You thought living
on the fringes of society

was gonna be some kind
of picnic and roses?

I just thought it would be
easier than being a fraud.

That's 'cause you're a white boy
from the suburbs.

I just wanted a taste
of what you have.

One moment

of being true

in my whole goddamn life.

But I can't.

I do love you.

Hi.

How you been?

Look, I know you're pissed.

Kicking you out
was harsh, and...

it's been tearing me up,

but I did it
for the good of the house.

I was real messed up about it.

I'm sorry,
and I want to make it up to you.

I want you to come back home,
but you got to promise me

you're not gonna sell drugs
no more.

You know I got arrested
the other day?

I was lucky
I didn't have nothing on me.

All I could think about
was your voice in my head

saying, "Don't make me
your one phone call."

I'm not dealing drugs no more.

Papi, that's great.

We'll have a celebratory dinner
to welcome you back.

Tomorrow night. I'll have Damon
and Ricky collect your stuff.

I don't need to come back home.
I got new mothers now.

What

Us.

You joined
The House of Abundance?

CANDY:
Abundance?

Girl, please.

That name is as old
as Elektra's lace fronts.

We are The House of Ferocity.

You're joking me, right?

LULU:
Oh, we're pretty damn serious.

Even got a cute walkup
in Harlem.

And unlike you,
we won't throw our children away

on the streets like trash.

CANDY: But we will
have them run errands.

Go inside
and fetch me a beverage?

I need to hydrate
before I read this bitch.

You're just using him
to get back at me.

CANDY:
Oh, we're using him

to grab our takeout,
to iron our clothes,

to massage our tired feet.

And he's happy to do it.

And he snags trophies.

Bitch, and I thought
we was cool.

I don't owe you anything.
I told you:

you are not the only one
with dreams.

If it's the last thing I do...

...I will get him back
as an Evangelista.

CANDY: Get ready to work your
fingers to the bone, bitch.

Let's go before we get fleas.

♪

♪

♪ All the men come
in these places♪

♪ And the men
are all the same♪

♪ You don't look
at their faces♪

♪ And you don't
ask their names♪

♪ You don't think
of them as human♪

♪ You don't think of them
at all♪

♪ You keep your mind
on the money♪

♪ Keeping your eyes
on the wall♪

♪ I'm your private dancer,
a dancer for money♪

♪ I'll do
what you want me to do♪

♪ I'm your private dancer,
a dancer for money♪

♪ And any old music will do♪

♪

♪ I'm your private dancer,
a dancer for money♪

♪ I'll do what
you want me to do♪

♪ I'm your private dancer,
a dancer for money♪

♪ And any old music will do♪

♪ I'm your private dancer,
dancer for money♪

♪ I'll do what
you want me to do♪

♪ Just a private dancer,
a dancer for money♪

♪ And any old music will do♪

♪ Deutch marks or dollars♪

♪ American Express
will do nicely, thank you♪

♪ Let me loosen up your collar♪

♪ Tell me, do you want to see me
do the shimmy again?♪

Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH

MAN: I want to be on Broadway, on television.

I was put out of my house
because I was gay.

You know, it's just really hard
when you want to be who you are.

And coming to New York
where everything is possible,
you know.

I'm here. I'm here. I'm here!

ANNOUNCER: Pose. All new Sundays at 9:00 on FX.

I've been growin'
the business.

You about to move
into the big leagues.

Never thought life would be this good,

and it's worth whatever's comin'.

Stop right there!
Freeze!

-Lucky me, man. Wait!

I always knew
you wasn't built for this!

Not too long ago,
you were happy with just
a few hundred dollars.

How we grow, huh?

ANNOUNCER: Snowfall. Season premiere.

Thursday, July 19 on FX.