In nature, vulnerability is synonymous
with weakness, which pretty much always leads to death.
That's why a sea turtle's first moment on Earth
is a full-speed run to the water.
Move too slow and you're bird food.
Sometimes people, and specifically Black people,
when the deck is stacked against them
in the survival department, can get so good
at masking vulnerability to the outside,
we don't even know it when we're feeling it inside.
Yeah, so change of plans, man. Camille ain't coming.
Hmm. Interesting twist.
Yeah, so I'm here on her behalf
to tell you to stop embarrassing yourself.
Just move on.
That's her saying that or you?
That's me for her.
Well, why couldn't you just come here
and tell me herself?
I'm handling her lightweight.
- Lightweight? - Yeah.
That's from her or from you?
Yeah.
Is that you saying yeah or you as Camille?
What the fuck you talking about, man?
Man, I don't know.
Mm.
Just stop texting her.
Why would she send you
when we were totally cool at Columbia yesterday?
You saw her yesterday?
And she didn't tell you.
Double twist.
But she told you to come here?
Well, she left her phone and I seen your text.
So she's keeping secrets and you're hacking her phone.
Happily ever after is off to a great start.
Yeah, well, actually, it is.
And that little text message you sent to her
about y'all being a good team?
It's bullshit. We're the team.
She chose me, not you.
Bro, that text message was about work.
We got offered a grant.
- A grant? - Yeah.
A grant is when a foundation pays you to do some research.
I know what a grant is, man. I'm not fucking stupid.
Okay then. What's the big deal?
She's looking for another job.
This would be great visibility and money.
Then why did she say no?
Maybe she was afraid you'd get worried
about her working with her ex?
Look, bro, I love Camille, a'ight?
I don't want her to give up work for me.
- And she should say yes. - She absolutely should.
Yeah, I'll talk to her. - I'll talk to her.
You talk to her.
Long as we understand
she's with you for work and me for love.
Aw.
On the house.
Happy Pride, guys.
- Now that's a twist.
It's a quarter past midnight
Hey, babe.
Sorry about Tye's. I--
Forgot this?
Uh, yes.
Longest day ever.
- Hey you. - Hey.
Ooh, looks good.
- You look good. - Thank you.
Where were you?
Uh, Dr. Pruitt's and then the dean's.
It was brutal.
Turns out that Dr. Pruitt's assistant
stole half of her Seneca Village project,
and she was pretending to be Black.
She was really a white girl from Florida.
Yeah, I'll never understand
the upside of white women pretending they ain't white.
Yes! Like, what do they want?
The bigger wage gaps?
Or is it the racism?
Or is it just pure jealousy because I mean, like, you know?
- Facts. -
I heard that.
So now Columbia is requiring paperwork
to prove that we are who we say we are,
which means I have to get my birth certificate,
which means I have to go by my mom's.
But I'm not up for that alone, so you could come?
In and out in ten.
I got you.
Yes, you do.
Mm-hmm.
So what have you been doing all day?
Well, not too much.
Oh, I hung out with your boy Jameson.
Okay, first of all, he's not my anything.
And what do you-- what do you mean hung out?
Like, on purpose?
So it was crazy.
I texted you, right? Your phone dinged here.
And then right after,
he texted you asking you guys to meet up.
It was a little bit of a coincidence but I--
I went.
- That's weird. - Yeah.
You know, it just seemed like
he was still trying to get at you.
- No. - But it--it--it wasn't.
I talked to him, and I guess it was about, um,
the grant that you guys got going on.
And we actually think you should take it.
The men talked and decided what I should do?
- That's so fucked up. -
And not to mention going through my text messages?
Like, what the fuck, Ian?
Camille, wasn't even like that.
Look, the first thing I did was tell you.
I mean, I'm not the one holding secrets here.
Meaning what?
Why don't you tell me?
Oh, okay.
So coincidentally, some text messages
from my doctor came through.
Or were you going through my emails, too?
It wasn't a secret.
I just--I needed a few days to wrap my head around the fact
that maybe I can't have kids.
What?
Wait.
That's not what you were--
Baby, I was talking about
you not telling me Jameson saw you at work.
Oh.
What's wrong?
It's a numbers-- like, eggs thing.
So the fertility results you were waiting on,
you actually already knew
and you went through this alone.
I was going to tell you.
I just-- it's really overwhelming
to find out that the plans that we have
might not be physically possible.
I mean, I could have been there for you.
You could have been there for me.
We--I mean, we could have-- what the fuck, Camille?
I thought we was past you keeping shit to yourself
until the last second.
So what are we?
We--we--we a relationship
or some fucking fake-ass white girl
pretending to be someone we're not? Like--
Ian.
Ian, we are not a fake white girl!
Coming!
- We sure did. - Good morning, Zoe.
Mm!
Oh, shit.
I forgot.
Coming. I'm coming.
Thanks, Paul.
Okay.
What?
Oh, does Postmates deliver heroin now?
Ha, ha. No.
It's, um, fertility. I'm freezing my eggs.
Just when I thought you were cool.
You want kids?
I want options.
I have medical issues and--
Ah, we are getting very close to an
actual, personal conversation.
So if I were to tell you that I am deathly afraid of needles
and needed help?
Oh, yeah, no.
Right.
Thanks for one of the most fun nights I've ever had,
and you know how high that bar is.
Period.
You're not so big.
I can't find my lube or my bra,
so you can just keep them both.
O...kay.
You're so kind.
Thanks.
Oh, hey.
Would either of you be nurses?
Happen to be nurses who could--
guess--guess not.
Is that everyone?
Hello?
Why am Other Sheila?
You met me first.
No one cares!
Yeah, you sloppy twat!
- You're the sloppy twat! -
On your make, your dirty underwear!
Who's a sloppy twat now?
Time out, a minute to myself
is all over the place
it's happening too much
and lock myself in
I just keep praying
forever
and forth
with this mirror talk
and twisted
to myself
you know that you've changed
when I look into your eyes
and then
all over again
a new "Amen"
You surprised me at work!
- Mm! Surprise? - Mm-hmm!
You told me when your lunch break was,
where your trailer was,
and you made sure I was on the list to come on set, so--
Just go with the surprise thing.
- Surprise! - Yeah!
Ebony the postal worker's first scene is officially done.
My Hallmark Christmas movie cherry has been popped.
How's it going?
Okay.
I delivered a lot of mail today.
Every third line was, "Merry Christmas!"
"Merry Christmas."
It's very white.
Like, let-me-speak- to-your-manager white,
and I only get an hour for lunch,
so we can eat or we can fuck.
I have something awkward to ask first.
I knew it.
I knew you were too good.
What? You married? Going to jail?
- A Trumper? - Hard no on all.
Wow, you have some back story, huh?
- Back, front, and middle. -
It's my birthday,
I'm having a party tonight and I want you to come.
And before you say anything,
I know that we've only been hanging out for a little bit
and might seem fast to meet my friends,
and I showed front like I don't care.
But I want to show you off, Angie Wilson.
Shit.
You are too good.
Does that mean yes?
Because you are all I want for my birthday.
And if you say no, I'm going to have to cancel my party, so--
Yes, I would love to come.
Then we should skip lunch and make that happen.
Ooh.
And afterwards, we can talk about my party.
Oh, mistletoe.
How am I this lucky?
And all parties agree
that once payment is accepted today,
it indemnifies my client from further claims.
Furthermore, Mr. Jones is not to contact my client
for any reason in the future.
And with that, here's your payout.
$1,005,088.12.
Accurate.
Of course. I believe we're done here.
Agreed.
Tye.
Abso-fucking-lutely not.
Let's go, June.
Oh, oh! There's a Miss Diva Angie!
Hi.
Hi, I was just telling Terry how fun you are on set,
and that my husband is drinking again.
But mostly how fun you are.
When I left this morning, he was packing.
Merry Christmas!
Next victim.
Ooh!
Someone's ready for a party scene.
Mm, can I see how she looks?
Because I am in some discounted fashion
and some needs-to-be-styled hair.
You are funny. How much do we love you?
What are you thinking?
I'm thinking...
it's perfect.
Wait, are you serious? But this isn't really...
a style.
Oh, don't be hard on yourself, girl.
Oh, I wasn't being hard on me.
I was sort of being hard on you.
Hilarious! How much do we love you?
Oh, but seriously, girl, if there's anything that you
want to do, I trust you.
I will see you on set, diva.
It isn't all in your head.
I mean, I'm in your head, but the situation's not.
Countess Vaughn! Oh, my God!
Oh, I am so sorry. I stole your part.
No shade, but looking at your hair and your dress,
you should have said no from the start, honey.
It's not fair.
We have to act and be hair stylists?
I am in a movie I don't want to do.
I was in a musical that I didn't want to do,
and the shit went nowhere.
I felt better about myself when I was unemployed.
- Oh. - Maybe I should just--
No, no, no, no, no.
What about that brown girl that is hooked
on the Hallmark Channel?
You want her to see you, right? Yeah!
I have 20 minutes before I have to be on set.
What am I supposed to do with my hair?
What every Black woman has had to do
when something is jacked up--
do it yourself.
You want me in the morning, yeah
You want me in my feels all day
feel that way
that space right now
No.
So I hit you with the warning, yeah
I might hurt somebody
to leave me alone
be near you
oh, sleep all day
This is a really different look for you.
What is this, like, streetwear casual or something?
Well, no, I was fine waiting because even
though you were 48 minutes late, I'm not upset.
Complicated morning.
I get it. I'm the queen of complicated mornings.
Just yesterday, another nanny quit
when I had Pilates and it was a whole thing.
And I recognize my white privilege,
but if you're going to be late,
just text 'cause waiting around is so embarrassing.
And of course, my bitch size-0 sister-in-law
walked by when I was out there
and she asked why I looked suspicious.
Oh!
Do you think the CoolSculpt even worked?
I feel like my hips look exactly the same.
They lie, you know, those clinics.
They say and they swear they're going to take off inches
and pounds, inches and pounds--
Do you ever just shut the fuck up?
What?
I mean, you just go on and on about bullshit.
God, you must be tired of yourself.
What is happening?
What is happening is I changed my mind.
I can't do this.
I got to close up shop.
This is so bizarre,
and I have to say inconsiderate.
Quinn, you need to alter the dress I got from you.
Do I need to?
Do I need to do that, Jill?
Quinn, is everything okay?
Everything's fucking great.
Quinn!
How is this even happening?
Why can't there be one day just for me!
I could try on clothes, I guess.
I love that.
Tell me when you're feeling blue
that remedy
Mom?
You awake?
What the hell?
Camille?
Shit.
Hey, Mom.
Who sent you?
No one, Mom.
Uh-huh.
Hi.
So what is that?
Oh, isn't that darling?
It's a candy corn turkey.
I bought it on Etsy.
I know. I couldn't resist.
- Don't you love it? - Yeah.
You're not going to--
you're not going to eat it, right, Mom?
Oh, you're so silly.
Not the whole thing.
Gotcha!
- Aren't they fun?
But Mom, it's the middle of summer.
Well, since I replaced the batteries,
the cats have gone into hiding.
Frisbee!
Pizza Cup!
You know what? That reminds me.
Mom, um, I actually need to go.
I needed to get my birth certificate
and my Social Security card.
So if you know where that is--
Look what I found. - Wow.
When I was looking for the mistletoe.
Oh, my God.
Can you believe it?
I could never keep you off that thing.
Yeah.
Hey! Let's hook it up and play like we used to.
Mom, we never played video games together.
- Of course we did. - No, we didn't.
- All the time. We did!
No, we didn't.
You got this after Dad
so that you didn't have to deal with me.
Now, why do you always have to bring up the dead parent
and not the one who's still here
who's trying to make things more joyful?
Okay.
I'm going to go.
I got to-- I got to get on the road.
I'm here all alone.
Yeah, Mom. And whose fault is that?
Okay.
You got this. You got this, girl.
It's just a fucking needle.
Okay. It's just a fucking needle.
All right.
Okay.
Oh, no!
You've done harder things.
You built a company from the fucking ground up, bitch.
You are a lion.
You can give yourself a needle.
One, two, three.
Bitch, you didn't do it.
All right.
Mom, I didn't mean to upset you.
I do my best, Camille.
I know. I just wish it was different.
I thought the video game would make you happy,
and it did.
I have pictures of you smiling.
Yeah, but that doesn't change the fact that he was dead.
Away!
God.
Mom, not talking about something
doesn't make bad or sad feelings go away.
You can't just avoid it.
Yeah, I guess we have more in common than I thought.
I'm going to go.
I'll figure out my birth certificate thing later.
Hold on.
Come alive, awaken my love
the world ahead of you?
and get a better view
your heart's been breaking
is all you really know
I'll help you grow
I always keep the important stuff close to me.
There's a light that shines so bright
I can't believe I've never seen this before.
That's from your first Christmas.
It's the only copy I have, so I keep tucked away.
You'll heal when it's time to
There.
Now I have a copy, too.
I know you did not just come to my house.
I couldn't leave without saying goodbye.
Yeah, you damn well could!
No, you know what? You know what?
Get back in here. You're gonna hear this.
To pay you off for nothing,
I had to cancel my plans of launching a Q spinoff
called P for polyamorous relationships.
It's a good idea.
Yeah, bitch! All my ideas are good.
And I'll keep coming up with more
and I'll keep getting richer,
while you'll just have the money you stole from me.
I hope you're proud of yourself.
Now get the fuck out.
No, get the fuck back in here.
Quit slamming your fucking door!
- I'm on a Zoom! - Sorry!
That night you left,
you said that I didn't have any real relationships.
That shit was incorrect, but mad useful to hear
because it helped me to examine my dating life,
which was good, so thank you.
But I have something for you.
What the fuck is your life?
What is your relationships been that after all this time,
you never met anyone new?
You never moved on?
Instead, you hang on to this anger,
try to take my apartment and my money?
You asked what happened to me but fuck, man!
What happened to you?
Yes, I ran away, but to find a life.
You need to find one, too.
Here. I came.
It ain't mine.
What the hell is your game?
No game.
I thought--
I don't know,
if I hurt you as much as you hurt me I'd feel better.
But I feel worse.
No matter how much money I get, you still left.
And you right...
I can't move on, not because I ain't tried.
But eventually they all left me, too.
Don't try to make me feel sorry for you.
No need.
I do plenty of that shit for the both of us.
I'ma go now.
No need to slam the door.
Let's just agree it's implied.
But Tye...
I really am amazed by all that you did.
I am so sorry.
as you
Stop.
No. Is that--
Shit, shit!
Shit! Shit!
I told you.
There's no birthday without you.
But what about your party?
My wish was more important.
I'm coming up!
Here we go.
Oh, no. All right.
This is the one.
Fuck!
Oh! God!
You know, it looks so much easier in the movies.
I'll buzz you. 3F.
No--I look terrible.
Don't talk about my girlfriend like that.
Girlfriend.
Yes!
I can't believe you left your own party.
I can't believe you didn't show up.
I--I just had a really tough day at work.
And the quickest way to get into a sister's head
is through her hair.
Well, I am here now to help you out of your head,
'cause there are about 15 minutes left in my birthday.
Okay.
Where is your cake?
Some rat found it.
That was so fast.
- Fast can be good. - Mm.
Let's go fast.
Fast.
Really?
Yeah.
And you keep lovin' me harder
Mm.
Mm!
By dropping the mask,
by bringing fear out of the darkness,
we can be free.
Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me.
What are you doing down there?
Finished like ten don't-kill-mes ago.
I didn't even feel it.
Mm-hmm.
oh, my God, thank you so much.
Always.
And sometimes,
dropping a mask can be more complicated.
Camille, I'm closing up. It's been a long night.
This won't take long.
My mom told me to tell you hi.
Oh, great.
How is she?
Well, it wasn't the worst visit I've had,
but I realized that
my mom will go through great lengths
to avoid hard conversations.
And I can see that I do the same.
It's as if not talking about it
and making every day a holiday will somehow make it okay,
and I don't want to have that kind of relationship.
Cam, we won't have a relationship like that.
Yeah, but, I mean,
I'm keeping secrets and you're checking my phone.
I mean, we're kind of Mom-adjacent.
I should have told you about Jameson coming to see me.
And I should have told you about the doctor.
I just panicked.
You know, I didn't know how you were going to react.
Oh, come on, baby, you know me better than that.
And there are other ways to have kids.
I mean adoption, surrogacy.
And you could even take in Angie if you want.
But look, if this relationship is going to work this time,
we have to figure this out together.
All right? No secrets.
I mean, that's why we're in this, you know?
Thank you.
So what's the next step?
First me telling Jameson
that...
I'm gonna do the grant with you.
And not because you and Ian decided for me,
but because the reason that I didn't want to do it
is because I don't want to deal with my own motherhood shit,
which is stupid, you know?
It's a great opportunity and great visibility
and I need a job offer.
So yeah, I'm going to do it.
Yes!
- Yes. -
Thank you. I--this is exciting.
Yeah, but you just remember this moment
when you realize what a pain in the ass I am to work with.
No, but Camille, honestly,
I could not do this without you.
Okay, you don't have to lay it on so thick.
I said yes.
No, I mean, they wouldn't approve the grant
if you weren't also a part of it, so.
Me?
Why?
People listen to you online.
You're a-- you're a whole thing.
I'm a whole thing?
So after years of being less of a thing
or maybe a half or kind of like a sixth,
my dreams of becoming a whole thing have been realized?
You know what I'm saying.
No, I don't.
Um, so we should probably get a game plan in order.
- Computer. - Mm-hmm.
- Snacks. - Okay.
And that good old Professor Parks playlist.
- Hey now. - Uh-huh.
All righty then.
So, like, you want to do this right now?
Uh, I mean, are you not ready?
Excuse me? No.
- What are you talking about? - Just say it.
I stay ready. Let's get it.
All right.
would be easy
to leave me
I've started from
Thank you guys so much for coming.
I feel like such a dumbass for going on about Mike
and bringing up "Vogue."
I wished you would have told me at Pride.
But it's not just about "Vogue."
I mean, it feels like this is about everything.
- And nothing. - Mm.
I have so much.
- What am I so upset about? - Mm-mm, mm-mm.
Don't feel guilty about your feelings.
You have had a rough few months.
And if you want to talk shit about Isabela, I got you.
We can start with her teeth.
She has beautiful teeth.
I don't give a fuck.
Everything about her will be fucked up when I get through.
Thank you.
I just feel like I need to take a break from my life
for a few days, you know?
Just, like, forget everything.
Do you know who you sound like?
A middle-aged white woman who gets to write a memoir
about how she's feeling?
Camille after graduation.
Yes! Oh, she was a mess.
Self-sabotaging her future,
wanting to blow off grad school.
Mm-hmm.
Until our trip to Puerto Rico!
Puerto Rico!
Oh, my gosh.
That trip really helped her through her struggle.
Mm-hmm. - Yes.
But that was then.
And this is now, and we are very much the same friends.
Yes, but instead of circling around our Camille,
we do it for you.
Mm-hmm.
That trip was everything.
Maybe the island still has some healing magic?
There's literally no downside.
Mm-hmm.
Well, other than Tye having to pay for most of it.
That's money I would love to spend.
First class and a suite, please.
Going too far.
A girl's trip back to Puerto Rico.
Mm-hmm.
- Fuck, yeah. - Yes!
Bitch! Yes.
Aw, it's going to be fun.
Where's Camille? She should be here.
Uh-uh. Text that bitch again.
And sometimes,
vulnerability is so encompassing,
it can't be hidden.
No mask works, weakness must be shown,
and life can change in an instant.
Oh, shit.
Camille, what did you do?
I'm probably poly, probably poly
text you back
Bruh, messy, messy, messy, messy
probably poly
-
There's no need to explain
I feel the same