Pose (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - Butterfly/Cocoon - full transcript
A fatal mishap with a client leads Elektra to seek out the counsel of Blanca and Candy. Meanwhile, moving from friends to lovers proves to be a challenge for Angel and Lil Papi.
We're recording.
It's Tuesday, May 1.
I'm here with Angel,
hometown the Bronx.
Congratulations, Angel.
We had hundreds of applicants,
and only five made it through
to this final round.
That's quite the feat.
Why do you deserve
to be the Fresh Face of 1990?
I don't know.
'Cause I'm a natural beauty.
And you don't got to beat my mug
for me to be camera ready.
"Beat my mug"?
Yeah. You know.
- Oh, vogue.
- Mm-hmm.
- That's quite on trend.
- Like that.
That's all my clients
are talking about.
But what else can you offer
as a Fresh Face?
My heart.
Um, when a friend
is having a hard time,
they call me.
And I give pretty good advice.
Well, that's all
the questions I have.
Thank you for your time.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hold on.
You didn't even ask me why I
want to be a Fresh Face of 1990.
When was the last time
you've seen somebody
that looked like me
be the face of a campaign?
I know I'm not as polished
as these other girls.
But that don't mean
that I want this any less.
I grew up in a home
where I was told
that I would never
amount to anything.
For a long time...
I believed it.
Sometimes I still do.
And I want to be an example
to... to everybody...
that's told
that they're worthless.
That they can make something
of themselves.
Help me prove them wrong,
Ms. Ford.
Pick me.
Oh, hey, Angel.
Where have you been, girl?
Papi told me you went
for that modeling campaign.
- Good luck with that, girl.
- Thank you.
I'm rooting for you.
The category is...
Femme Queen Runway.
I need to see you bitches
stomping down this runway
in your best 501s, honey.
Hey, how'd it go?
- I think I got it.
- Ooh!
Ain't nobody coming between you
and your Calvins, honey.
Aw... shoot.
Come on, now, Miss Angel.
Serving us them good genes, baby.
And I'm talking about denim...
and skin.
Ah, y'all like
that double entendre?
Catch it, catch it, baby.
Ooh...
Yes.
Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten...
ten!
You know it don't get
no better than that, baby.
Come on, get this trophy.
Just take it on home, honey.
She branching out
into the world, y'all.
She makes her own decisions.
Yeah, honey,
it's your prerogative.
♪ Make my own decisions... ♪
The Evangelistas
are turning it tonight.
♪ That's my prerogative. ♪
You want that... that arch?
Hell, you look like
one of them catalogue girls.
Ain't nobody gonna be
in no catalogue.
- Why? They don't pay or something?
- No.
'Cause I want to be in a
magazine. I'm a magazine girl.
Damon, get that phone.
Oh, my goodness.
Angel, it's for you.
Oh, my God, it's Ms. Ford.
Okay.
Thank you.
Bye.
What'd they say?
Just... Pap. Pap, Pap, stop.
Oh.
- Baby girl, I...
- Angel.
- I'm so sorry, Angel.
- That lady must be blind or something.
Nah, she is wrong. I'm-a give her
- a piece of my mind.
- Stop it.
I'm tired of your scheming
and your big plans
and your stupid dreams.
You always putting shit
in our minds
to make us think
that we deserve more.
Why don't you just
focus on yourself?
Just... leave me alone.
- Don't worry, I got it.
- Mm-hmm.
You okay?
Yeah.
The category is...
Live...
Work...
Pose!
*POSE*
Season 02 Episode 03
*POSE*
Episode Title : "Butterfly/Cocoon"
Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
Corrections done by srjanapala
It's Tuesday, May 1.
I'm here with Angel,
hometown the Bronx.
Congratulations, Angel.
We had hundreds of applicants,
and only five made it through
to this final round.
That's quite the feat.
Why do you deserve
to be the Fresh Face of 1990?
I don't know.
'Cause I'm a natural beauty.
And you don't got to beat my mug
for me to be camera ready.
"Beat my mug"?
Yeah. You know.
- Oh, vogue.
- Mm-hmm.
- That's quite on trend.
- Like that.
That's all my clients
are talking about.
But what else can you offer
as a Fresh Face?
My heart.
Um, when a friend
is having a hard time,
they call me.
And I give pretty good advice.
Well, that's all
the questions I have.
Thank you for your time.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Hold on.
You didn't even ask me why I
want to be a Fresh Face of 1990.
When was the last time
you've seen somebody
that looked like me
be the face of a campaign?
I know I'm not as polished
as these other girls.
But that don't mean
that I want this any less.
I grew up in a home
where I was told
that I would never
amount to anything.
For a long time...
I believed it.
Sometimes I still do.
And I want to be an example
to... to everybody...
that's told
that they're worthless.
That they can make something
of themselves.
Help me prove them wrong,
Ms. Ford.
Pick me.
Oh, hey, Angel.
Where have you been, girl?
Papi told me you went
for that modeling campaign.
- Good luck with that, girl.
- Thank you.
I'm rooting for you.
The category is...
Femme Queen Runway.
I need to see you bitches
stomping down this runway
in your best 501s, honey.
Hey, how'd it go?
- I think I got it.
- Ooh!
Ain't nobody coming between you
and your Calvins, honey.
Aw... shoot.
Come on, now, Miss Angel.
Serving us them good genes, baby.
And I'm talking about denim...
and skin.
Ah, y'all like
that double entendre?
Catch it, catch it, baby.
Ooh...
Yes.
Judges, your scores.
Ten, ten, ten, ten...
ten!
You know it don't get
no better than that, baby.
Come on, get this trophy.
Just take it on home, honey.
She branching out
into the world, y'all.
She makes her own decisions.
Yeah, honey,
it's your prerogative.
♪ Make my own decisions... ♪
The Evangelistas
are turning it tonight.
♪ That's my prerogative. ♪
You want that... that arch?
Hell, you look like
one of them catalogue girls.
Ain't nobody gonna be
in no catalogue.
- Why? They don't pay or something?
- No.
'Cause I want to be in a
magazine. I'm a magazine girl.
Damon, get that phone.
Oh, my goodness.
Angel, it's for you.
Oh, my God, it's Ms. Ford.
Okay.
Thank you.
Bye.
What'd they say?
Just... Pap. Pap, Pap, stop.
Oh.
- Baby girl, I...
- Angel.
- I'm so sorry, Angel.
- That lady must be blind or something.
Nah, she is wrong. I'm-a give her
- a piece of my mind.
- Stop it.
I'm tired of your scheming
and your big plans
and your stupid dreams.
You always putting shit
in our minds
to make us think
that we deserve more.
Why don't you just
focus on yourself?
Just... leave me alone.
- Don't worry, I got it.
- Mm-hmm.
You okay?
Yeah.
The category is...
Live...
Work...
Pose!
*POSE*
Season 02 Episode 03
*POSE*
Episode Title : "Butterfly/Cocoon"
Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
Corrections done by srjanapala