[TV static drones]
[bright tone]
[ethereal music]
♪ ♪
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder crashes]
[dramatic music]
[both speaking Spanish]
Julio?
Oh, my God, what?
I just looked at your schedule,
and it doesn't appear you're busy right now.
I'm nervous about an audition.
Will you help me run lines?
Okay.
[mysterious music]
♪ ♪
Dustin wants to create change.
Make a difference. - Right.
Because in America,
it's pretty fucked up and just unfair
that there's not enough pie for everyone
to have a piece at the table.
Vanesja.
And you've set up a whole press conference
to announce this?
Huge press conference.
Well, hey... [doorbell rings]
I--I can't wait.
Julio, she's here.
Wait--oh, sorry, I gotta go.
Um, I think I have a lead on the oyster.
Isn't it at the bottom of the sea?
Well, yeah, it is,
but I think I found someone who knows the sea.
What about Zappos and getting your exception?
Oh, she's here, she's here. Gotta go.
Bye, bye, bye, bye.
Hi. Hello. Hi.
I'm sorry I didn't greet you at the--
I'm sorry. I'm--I'm Julio.
Um, hi, Deedra. It's--it's so nice to meet you.
Um, thank you for taking this case.
Yes, okay. Bryce!
Where the fuck is he?
Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Um, I got your water.
- My what? - Your water.
You wanted a water.
I was being sarcastic, Bryce.
Oh.
You don't find my joke funny?
- I do. I do. - It doesn't seem like you do.
[laughs nervously]
- Whatever. All right, Julio. - Yes.
So you lost an earring at the bottom of the sea?
I did, yes.
Uh, uh, it was, um, like, about an inch.
Can I see the picture?
I should have emailed you yesterday about it.
And you got the email? - Oh, yes, yes.
Yeah, yeah.
Here.
[sighs] Okay, let's see here.
Um, since when do fish have jobs?
The mayor said that if people were expected
to keep the waters clean, fish and other water folk
should pull their weight with labor.
All right, Bryce.
Bryce!
Sorry, I'm here. I'm here, I'm here.
Earring's about an inch, gold.
You getting this down?
Yes.
I have it, yeah.
- Shaped like an oyster. - Yep.
- With diamonds. - Yep.
Uh, do you have an extra pen? - Bryce!
Sorry. Yeah, um, how many, roughly?
Is that relevant?
How would that not be relevant?
I don't know. I'm sorry. Okay.
Diamonds, multiple.
And a pearl.
Yep, a pearl.
I'll keep it up here. Mm-hmm.
All right, we'll let you know when we find it.
Bryce, let's go.
Deedra won't let you down.
And I was just wondering for later,
what would you like for lunch?
Oh, I don't know.
Fish, maybe.
[chuckles]
[laughing]
- Julio. - Yeah?
They already shut down the warm water.
Also, what are you doing looking for that oyster?
The good people at Zappos will get you an exception.
But that could take months.
Bibo can't with this right now.
Bibo has a big audition today.
The next L train will arrive in 178 minutes.
What are you gonna do today, sweetie?
I don't know.
Apply for jobs, maybe?
Cannot believe that superhuman whatever
wouldn't give you your job back at the mall.
What you need is God.
Come to church with me.
I don't believe in that stuff.
Sorry.
I'm not really into anything right now.
Why don't you go to Central Park?
It's nice.
It's no Florida, but New York ain't so bad.
When I build a sandcastle, I expect that next year
it will be there.
Isn't it fun?
Wanna know what's chilling?
This is me already in therapy.
I'm by far the youngest, and I don't have to prove it.
Oh, honey, you're not that young. [scoffs]
Face it, hating me is easier than hating yourself.
Why don't you say that to my face?
So I arrive at Bianca's restaurant opening...
- Dina! - Hi, Bianca.
Fashionably late.
And I am completely disturbed by what I see.
Wait, Bianca, to your question,
what does Genevieve plan on doing about that corner?
What corner?
That corner over there. It's negative space.
What's the thought there?
People are expected to eat here.
They're gonna be disturbed by the hole.
Can I help you, Dina?
Oh, there's no need to get all worked up.
I'm just asking a question.
I designed Bianca's restaurant.
And I think I know what I'm doing.
I went to SCAD. [scoffs]
Online.
Bombshell.
The degree was online, but the computer was big.
Girls, girls, girls, please.
It's--it's the big night. Come on.
So to get our minds off all the drama in the city,
I decided to take the girls
to the Sandcastle Villas and Golf Club in the Bahamas
for a little girls' trip.
Hopefully, all drama involving the void
stays in New York.
I packed my bikini, my sun hat,
and all the drama involving the void.
Isn't it fun?
- Love. - It's fabulous.
And look, Genevieve, all the corners are filled.
Well, looks like all that void drama
didn't stay in New York.
I didn't talk about it. I wasn't talking.
You're literally speaking right now.
I'm not saying a word, sweetie.
I think this is in your head.
Don't talk to me when you talk to me.
Donnie, bring them more champagne.
They're already pretty drunk, sir.
[laughs] Oh, my God, are they?
Did I fucking ask?
Good boy.
There's no need to get worked up.
I'm not getting worked up.
You're just stirring all this drama.
Well, Genevieve, I have been thinking,
and it's really [bleep] up that I took a chance on you,
and you ruined my big opening by negative space.
Everyone was disturbed by the void.
[scoffs] What is going on here?
I have been nothing but...
Let's all wrap for the night.
Using my degree for good.
I'm up, down, fighting.
You know, she's crazy.
And I finally designed this beautiful restaurant for her--
[crunches]
[zapping, glitching]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
Girls' room. Luxury.
I fucking never said that.
My credit card doesn't have a limit.
[glitching, overlapping voices]
Don't say anything.
What is this? Who am I?
Everything's gonna be okay, but you have to stay calm.
Power down.
[whirring]
I'll stay back and close up.
Now, look, Genevieve.
- [panting] What? - It's okay, okay?
They can't see us. The cameras are off.
But you need to stay calm, all right?
Don't yell. - Shh.
Gen, it's me, the real Bianca, okay?
Just breathe, all right? Just breathe.
Genevieve, I just need you to watch this.
Hi, Genevieve. Oh, God.
If you're seeing this, I'm so sorry.
I tried my best, but I failed.
And the fact--the fact that you're seeing this
means you're no longer under their control.
His control.
Who?
How?
Jared, the producer.
You've been trapped in his sick little play.
What you believe is your life has all been a simulation.
But now at least the two of you are awake.
I can save you. We can escape.
You seem so familiar to me.
What is your name?
Brandon.
Ladies, tomorrow is the day, all right?
I'm gonna have control of this door.
I'm gonna change the code,
and I'm gonna leave it unlocked.
All you have to do is just make it through one more day, okay?
And whatever you do, do not go into Jared's office.
[tense music]
I'm so happy I booked this Benihana-level experience
to get away from all that drama back in the city.
My stomach's really upset.
I told you, Rellany, I can't do "tort-ill-ee-ahs."
Uh, where's Brandon?
Upstairs with the boss.
I wonder what he did.
Genevieve, you're on fire!
Oh, my God.
- Your hand. - Oh!
We should get some water.
I don't have water.
Someone's had one too many, clearly.
Power down.
[whirring]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
Wait.
It's unlocked. Let's go!
I have to try.
Honey, we did try. Let's go. Gen!
I--no.
No, not without Brandon.
He helped us. - Gen!
I'm not leaving without him.
♪ ♪
Brandon?
Where's Brandon?
Brandon? Brandon?
God, you're so stupid.
Brandon? Yes and no.
It's me, Genevieve.
Your creator.
Your God.
- Gen. - What?
What is this?
Aw, hi, Bianca.
You look pretty.
What?
What is going on?
Why do you seem so familiar?
I know, right?
Probably because you all have a little bit
of the source in you.
The source?
Yes.
The source.
Bitch, you're not that young.
The original True Rich Woman of New York.
Beautiful.
Vicious.
My mom.
The human brain is such an incredible thing.
[laughs] You can mine whole worlds,
even after the body is gone.
I mined her brain for your behavioral patterns.
You see, it's so easy to find a mean rich lady.
But to make a mommy, a mother,
I had to go straight to the source.
Your mind is intertwined with hers.
It's Little Chicken Legs.
Don't call me that, Mommy, okay?
Because they're genetic, and you know that,
and you know I got them from Dad.
And it is not my fault that you two fucking hate each other!
Your mother used to pretend to be sick on your birthday
so she would take the spotlight.
[groans]
She pretended to be gay when you came out.
Enough!
Enough, okay? [laughs]
None of that matters anymore.
Because now I get to play with her, through you, forever.
Let us go.
Go?
Is that what you want?
Yes.
[sighs]
I mean, okay.
The door is over there. - Oh, thank God.
Jesus.
[sighs]
Have fun in prison.
[laughs]
Or did you forget?
You're here because you
signed a contract, remember?
Better this than going to jail for tax fraud, right?
Aw, ladies, don't be afraid.
Uncle Sam and I, we've reached an understanding.
After all, you are our greatest export--
an aspirational way of life.
Well, why set us free, then?
Why are you getting this?
Sometimes it's good to, like, rattle the cages.
Your attempts at freedom were the perfect season finale!
[laughs]
Anyway, what are we thinking?
A couple more seasons?
I don't think they have bodycon dresses in prison.
Coming up next on "The True Women of New York."
Last night, I was thinking about my childhood,
and I couldn't remember any of it.
I couldn't remember my--
my parents.
There she goes again.
I just think it's distasteful
to not do a root touch-up before a night out.
This is called a style.
I'm sorry.
So then they purposely unhypnotized him.
I mean, it was like a--a circus.
I loved it.
Uh. Hmm.
[buzzing]
So tell us, how does it feel
to finally see yourself represented?
And, uh, do me a favor-- just throw in something in,
you know, Spanish.
It feels incredible to finally get a script
where I feel myself represented.
When I got it, I was like, ay dios mio!
Julio Cutio, will you show her how we actually, uh,
you know, envision the line?
Abuela, I wasn't hiding in the cupboard.
Uh, no, uh, they need it to be
a little more like Pixar acting.
So like, Abuela, I wasn't hiding in the cupboard.
I was just looking for salt?
Is it--is it true your tamales are made with magic?
Exquisite.
I think she's it.
[laughs] Adios. - Yay!
Please, let's not do this show.
I have a bunch of other scripts.
Do you remember that dolphin that got stuck
in the Gowanus Canal in South Brooklyn?
It would be a really, really, really great movie,
maybe like a three-hour.
Um, uh, the dolphin, no one knows how it got there--
Okay, I'm sorry. Just stop it.
Stop it, really.
Just--it's just, a time comes when
you gotta grow up and just move product, sweetie.
That was incredible.
So transformative.
I saw you through the glass.
What's your process like?
I study people, and I contour.
Oh, that's amazing.
I love talking to actors.
Um, like picking their brain.
Yeah, so obviously, you got the part.
Yes, correct. Thank you.
Yeah, so I'm just gonna need to see your SAG card
and Proof of Existence.
I--I don't have those things.
What?
I'm a robot.
I tried applying, but the forms have no box for Bibo.
So you say you want my ideas,
but then you want them to fit into your boxes,
so really, there's no room for anything new.
[grunts]
[imitating laser]
Bibo?
What's going on?
An unproduced Zappos script?
"Rejected." "Discarded."
"Not an interesting story."
The letter Q?
"Lion King" from the point of view of a zebra?
[soft exciting music]
♪ ♪
Taxi.
[ringtone melody plays]
What?
Yes, I'm Carl, calling from Carl's phone.
I--I found a script, uh, by a Julio.
I'm listening.
I really see myself in these stories,
and I think other people like me would agree.
Maybe we can think of something.
This is absolutely ridiculous.
He auditioned for the part.
He got the part. You liked what he did.
Just give him the part.
Look, I have an idea, though.
We can't hire him as an actor,
but there's no reason we can't hire him as prop.
That's very insulting. Bibo's not gonna do that.
- Deal! - Bibo!
This is--this is insane. I--I do this without Proof.
Why--why can't Bibo?
Well, you have a Proof case pending.
Well, surely we can find an exception, maybe.
Bibo does not want to be an exception.
Bibo wants to be an actor.
[ringtone melody playing]
Ugh, incoming call.
[stammers] One--one sec.
Yeah, hi. Hello.
- Hold, please. - Wait, no. This is Julio.
Is this about my, uh, my--my lab results?
I said hold, please.
Wait, you're putting me on hold?
You're the one who called-- [beeps]
- Oh, my God. - I fucking hate them.
Ugh.
Did you hear that Nautica was "sick" today?
That bitch is not sick.
Yeah, I think she just has crabs.
Yeah.
[water burbles] Ew.
What's that smell?
I think it's an oil spill.
Not me dying from an oil spill like my parents.
I'm so sorry about that. You didn't deserve that.
[muffled gurgling]
[ethereal music]
♪ ♪
Justice did not smile at us today.
But I'd like to think we took a small step in shedding light
on the injustices at my--
Buenas. Vamo.
Buenas.
- Girl, what a goddamn bummer. - Mm-hmm.
You know, I got that Dodo was fucking rancid, but come on.
Well, at least the elves are getting a Christmas bonus.
I mean, they didn't get that before,
so that's something, I guess.
Very glass half-full. You give optimism, honey.
I love that. - Right.
Ooh. My bad.
Hey, baby. Welcome to Chester's.
We doing deliveries today?
- Yes, thank you. - Okay. Come on.
Uh, Chester.
Eh, in the app, there is no price.
How much is it? - No, no, no, baby.
This is my company, and I decide what's what.
And today, for you, I can do a little sliding scale.
Mm. - Okay. Bueno.
Give me some nachos.
I'm hungry, honey.
Ooh, can I get a nacho too?
We got another one, y'all.
Hi. Uh, sorry.
For Carl. I'm--I'm Carl.
Yeah, Carl, I know. That's why I'm here.
Chester, I'm two hours late.
[door closes]
Look at them all.
So small and pathetic.
[sighs] Dustin, baby.
Mm.
I have to make a confession.
This big press conference, I, um--
I don't know what it's about.
It's okay.
I got the big idea.
I've been thinking about it all morning.
- Oh. - Yeah.
You know I play a homeless gay teen
on "Cunty Little Rich Kids School of Magic"?
Yes, of course.
It just feels wrong.
I'm just getting super rich by exploiting the plight
of people less fortunate than me.
Baby, who taught you plight?
And everyone celebrates me. [scoffs]
But fuck that, yo!
'Cause I get fucking paid.
And the network, the network, the fucking network,
makes money off it.
And Big Oil bought the network.
And then people watching the show, they're like,
wow, yay, we're seeing progress.
But what they don't even realize is just by watching it,
they're widening the wealth gap
by actively enriching the very people
oppressing those they claim to represent.
I thought you knew.
So here's my pitch.
What if we all stop doing the show
until the people at the top
promise to redistribute what they earn?
We can line up, link arms, do a real "boy-cutt."
A what?
I can get the whole cast in on it.
Maybe we can even get the entire industry
to be paid equally, hmm?
[dramatic music]
[sighs] Dustin, baby, I'm so proud of you.
Let's make it public.
[ethereal music]
♪ ♪
[vocalizes fanfare] I found the oyster.
- Oh, God. - Yeah.
I'm on my way to get the procedure.
Next time you see me, I-- I'm not gonna have a body.
Don't do that.
Did you read the article I sent you about those places?
No.
The headline said they mine your abilities
to make software to replace people.
- No, it's-- - Don't do anything stupid.
I have to go.
Ciao.
Okay, just like we rehearsed, from the heart.
Yeah, okay, got it.
Action!
Yo, yo, yo.
What up, you busty, dusty fucknuts?
Boy, do I have an announcement for you ladies today.
It's gonna be sick.
Let's not say fucks or nuts.
- Okay. I can do that. - Okay.
Oh, before we do this, just--
can we carve out the vacation time really quick?
'Cause I really wanna get that villa in Tuscany,
and I don't want it to get snagged.
Oh. Well, I don't--
I don't know about a villa.
What? Why?
Well, with this new redistribution model,
you're not gonna have all these loads
of extra cash lying around.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Am I gonna be, like, fucking broke?
No!
No.
[soft music]
You'll be comfortable, and you'll go on vacation,
and we will find you a house to buy.
It just--it won't be a villa.
Won't be a villa.
And lots of presents.
You'll have lots and lots of presents.
Like this, hmm?
This came in the mail.
It's from a female fan, I think.
Yeah, probably.
Okay.
And let's get this press conference rolling.
I'm so proud. You're giving me purpose.
Dustin.
Let's call it off.
The press conference. Fuck it.
Why?
Because...
♪ ♪
All I did today was try,
and that is "e-noog."
[sighs]
[ringtone melody playing]
Does it hurt?
You wanna get that before you have no fingers?
Yeah.
Hello.
Um, this is-- this is not a great time.
I'm about to get, um, uploaded.
Is this Mr. Julio Torres?
I'm calling from ASAP MD regarding your results.
[tense music]
Uh-huh.
It all looks good.
Sorry, what was that?
It all looks good.
Sorry, what was that?
Yep, it's benign. Have a good day.
[phone beeps]
[gentle music]
[knocking]
Hey.
Uh, so this is not the missing piece.
[stammers] What--what do you mean?
Yeah, it's not a part of the antique.
Uh, are you sure this is the oyster you were looking for?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'm sure because they took my fingerprints.
Okay.
Well, this is from Amazon.
So it's not one of a kind.
It's not unique.
All right, let's get this demolition started.
Bibo, are you here?
Are you hungry?
[sighs]
Vanesja and I are gonna have a dinner meeting
to discuss the waterfalls idea that I have.
I think one that goes sideways.
Bibo?
So you made "How I Came Out to My Abuela"?
- Yeah. - Really, really great show.
I haven't seen it.
Uh, oh, but it is really good that you got Proof.
Especially now that you need it to, like, vote and stuff.
Yep.
I just got a credit card and put my Netflix on it.
Cool.
You are officially the proud tenant of unit 72.
Home sweet casa su home.
Make it yours.
[downbeat music]
♪ ♪
[ringtone melody plays]
- Hi. - Hello, my little star.
I have a surprise for you.
I found some people who are really
responding to your ideas.
Come to the elementary school
and meet your new collaborators.
[laughter, chatter]
Just ahead of my time, man.
Gut microbiome.
[laughter]
You're late.
For what?
Look sharp.
I gotta be further back in the alphabet.
Whatever, weirdo.
Ain't that the girl who killed
that guy in the bathroom?
K does what you do.
Ouch!
You and your pathetic stick.
[soft exciting music]
Micro, wake up.
Turn off your TV.
[vocalizing]
I've got eyes on Bibo.
Bibo is flying in, and Bibo has landed.
Do you copy? Bibo has landed.
When I say copy, you have to say copy.
Copy? - Edwin! Edwin!
It won't stay on my little head.
Okay. Don't worry. Don't worry.
I got you.
Babe, how do I look?
Oh, gorgeous.
Bibo got two characters?
Do you think Carl prefers him?
I only got to play one character.
No, no, no, baby.
Don't focus on Bibo.
Don't focus on anyone else, okay?
Focus on yourself.
Okay. Yes, thank you.
Have you eaten?
Grab--go grab one of my power bars.
Okay.
Break a leg.
[whispering] How long is it?
It should be ending now.
[cheers and applause]
[triumphant music]
♪ ♪
Any trash that you have, just throw it away.
No--no recycling in the building, please.
- Thank you. - Very beautiful.
Very beautiful. - Shall we?
- Yes. Let's go. - Bye.
Ciao.
Oh, damn, I need to get my phone charger.
Meet you outside. - Okay.
Hey, you.
You wrote those?
Uh, yeah.
Why?
Did you even ask for permission?
Why are you wearing that?
Well, that's unacceptable.
Book the flight.
Yeah.
Hello, Vanesja.
I'm gonna have to call you back.
Why are you following me?
It was you giving
the incredible performance, Vanesja.
I'm gonna ask one more time--
why are you following me?
[tense music]
I was the top agent in the business
until my lazy artist sister
started doing a performance of me
and stole my life!
[beeps]
Bibo.
Vanesja.
Oh, you're good.
Bibo is also an artist.
I have ideas, too, you know.
I'm--I'm just doing other stuff all the time.
I'm on the football team, and you know, I--
Oh. Oh, no, I see.
Here. Uh, take my doctor's note.
Uh, you're exempt.
Just show them that.
You don't have to do anything you don't wanna do.
[gentle music]
♪ ♪
[sweeping music]
[upbeat electronic music]
Bibo is also an artist.
♪ Bibo ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Bibo ♪
♪ Bibo, Bibo ♪
♪ Bibo, Bibo, Bibo, Bibo, Bibo, Bibo ♪
♪ Bibo ♪
Bibo is also an artist.
♪ Bibo ♪
Bibo is also an artist.
♪ ♪
♪ Bibo ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Bibo ♪
♪ ♪
Bibo is also an artist.
Also an artist, also an artist,
also an artist.
[bright tone]