[upbeat rock music]
- This season on "The Tournament of All Stars,"
18 queens competed in 3 brackets.
And tonight...
the top All Stars face off in the semifinals,
as they continue their quest
for a coveted spot in the "Drag Race" Hall of Fame.
[dramatic music]
The All Star returning to the competition is...
♪ ♪
[gasps]
♪ ♪
[crowd cheering]
[dramatic music]
- Good evening. I'm Rowdy Ru.
- And I'm Rowdy Ru Jr., but you can call me Little RuRu.
- Tonight our top queens of all three brackets
are back for the semifinals of...
both: "The Tournament of All Stars."
- Bring back our semifinalists.
♪ ♪
From Bracket 1...
here comes the Dawn
and A'keria C. Davenport.
- Bitch, we are so fucking back.
- I think she's been working out.
- I kind of chewed up Bracket 1,
spit it out, pissed on it.
And I'm just here to do more of the same.
The semifinals, they have commenced.
And, bitch, I feel cunt about it.
[laughs]
- I have no choice
but to knock these girls out one by one.
And I'm ready. Bing, bing, bing.
- Oh, well, put that in your pipe and smoke it.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, she's here.
♪ ♪
- Up next, from Bracket 2, it's Crystal Methyd...
and the reverend doctor, Silky Nutmeg Ganache.
♪ ♪
It's Punkie Brewster all growed up.
- The circus is back in town,
and I'm gonna ringlead these girls to the finals
and that $200,000, period.
- Why, this is the silkiest Ganache I've ever had.
- I'm not snatching no crown. I'm here to earn the crown.
See, there's a difference.
Some girls have to snatch it but not Silky Nutmeg Ganache.
♪ ♪
- And from Bracket 3, it's Kennedy Davenport,
Jasmine Kennedie, and Sam Star.
- ♪ Don't play no games ♪
- She really needs to start dressing up
for these functions. - Well...
- I am prepared,
and I am definitely in competition mode.
It's gonna be a fight to the finish.
- The best of the brackets have returned,
and, baby, the game is on.
[laughs] You're in a bald hat. I'm sorry.
- What are you talking about? - [laughs]
- I'm Little Ruru.
- 3 girls from Bracket 3--
I think that means we're pretty hot competition.
Sorry, girls who didn't make it through.
[laughs]
- Don't make me get the belt.
- Buckle up, bitches. Let the games begin.
[guiro plays]
Yee-haw.
♪ ♪
- And now, the moment you've all been waiting for,
the winner of the wild-card lottery.
The comeback queen rejoining the competition is...
♪ ♪
Gay. - [gasps]
- It's Joey Jay. [all cheering]
[all exclaiming]
- I'm back, back, back again. [laughter]
No matter how many times you go to church,
you will never be able to pray this gay away.
Hi, gay. - Hi, gay.
- I didn't qualify with points,
so I'm sure some of the girls are like,
we're not worried about her.
But the girls have to remember RuPaul and Michelle chose this.
So, obviously, I'm here for a reason.
- Condragulations, All Stars.
You are one step closer to the grand prize
of $200,000.
- Oh, my God. - Okay.
- Starting today and for the next two weeks,
"Tournament of All Stars" semifinal rules
are in full effect.
- First, the points you earned in the preliminary round
have been wiped,
so you're all starting on a level playing field.
For the next two episodes,
I will name one top All Star of the week,
and she will receive a cash tip
of $10,000.
Then the two bottom All Stars will lip-sync for their lives.
But the decision of who lip-syncs
will not be mine to make.
♪ ♪
It will be...
yours.
- All right. - Okay.
- Wanted a twist, huh? - I love you all.
- Oh, God.
- After I name the top All Star,
the other queens will rank each other
in a new and improved
Rate-A-Queen, the MVQ edition.
- Gag. - Oh, gosh.
It's always something. It's always something.
Ugh.
- The two All Stars that receive the lowest rating
from their fellow queens will lip-sync for their lives,
and one will be eliminated.
- [gasps] - Hmm.
- Gag.
- Now, let's reignite this competition.
For this week's Maxi Challenge,
you are cordially invited to perform
at the Tell Me Something Good story hour.
- Okay.
- Each of you needs to command the stage
as you tell an entertainting story
that offers a life lesson to your younger self.
- Okay.
- Now, to help you prepare,
you'll come to my storytelling workshop,
where we will be joined by our extra-special guest judge--
actor and comedian Evan Mulrooney.
- Ooh. - Oh, my God.
- Gorgeous day. - Come on, Evan.
- All Stars, start your engines.
- And may the best drag queen win.
- Sickening.
It could still be me.
- Not only are eliminations back,
we also have this Rate-A-Queen situation.
What's the prize package, again?
[chuckles] 'Cause this is a lot.
♪ ♪
- ♪ "RuPaul's Drag Race" ♪
The winner of "RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars"
will snatch an official makeup collaboration
with Anastasia Beverly Hills cosmetics,
a coveted spot in the "Drag Race" Hall of Fame,
and a cash prize of $200,000,
with our extra-special guest judge Evan Mulrooney.
♪ "RuPaul's Drag Race" ♪
♪ May the best drag queen win, best drag queen win ♪
[upbeat music]
- Well, they did ask for the boss.
- Okay. - [laughs]
- Back, back, back again. - We have made it back...
- We're here. - In this room.
- Come on. Everyone's in sportswear.
- Bitch.
- This is when the party is actually getting started.
I'm so excited to meet the best of the best of each bracket.
- Oh, my God. Hey, diva.
- I think I'm most surprised to see 4 girls from Bracket 3.
- Can you believe that 4 of us are here?
That's crazy. - No.
And now that I know that Rate-A-Queen is here,
hopefully they like me.
- How many points did you have? - I got 8.
- Girl, probably the most of the season.
- Yeah. I think so. - You was whupping the girls.
- Oh, I was whupping their asses.
- Oh, you was dog-walking the girls.
- I mean, like, a little bit, yeah.
But doesn't matter now. - Nope.
- It's an even fucking playing field.
- Okay.
I'm not sure if the level of competition has risen
or just my blood pressure.
[laughs] But I ain't scared.
Just because me and Christa got 6
and some of you other hos got 7 and 8,
that don't mean that we ain't gonna come stomp you.
[glass shatters]
- Where are we finna be at? - I don't know, girl.
Where you want to go? - I was over here.
But Ms. Silky was already right there,
so I don't want to be all the Black girls on one side.
- We can go over there. Where do you want to go, girl?
- Well, y'all talking about that, how's that gonna go?
- What? - You and Silk.
- It has to go nowhere. - It has to go nowhere.
- Unfortunately, I don't know her.
- Oh.
- Everybody knows that me and Silky
had a friendship that was very deeply rooted.
But there's been no communication
between the two of us for over a year now.
And some things have transpired off camera
that has now put me in a position
where I can't even acknowledge her.
- Where's my stuff?
- Ooh, there's too many strong men around here
for me to carry my own things. - Okay.
Coming into semifinals, I feel very confident
in going all the way.
I am so happy with what I delivered in my bracket.
- Oh, girl... - [laughs]
- As if life wasn't already hard.
- And I am very proud to see A'keria here.
That's my family. She's my niece.
- The Davenport dynasty is together.
- Yes, ma'am.
And with this Rate-A-Queen,
having somebody that I know have my back in the Werk Room
is, like, top-tier.
You come over here with us,
you come over here with the veterans.
- This rule format-- I'm expecting everyone here
to act a damn fool the whole time.
- Oh, yeah, yeah. - What does that mean?
- Playing games,
lying, scheming. - Yeah, yeah.
- Coming back to the semifinals,
I thought this was good old-fashioned
standard classic "Drag Race."
Show your pretty dresses, and, you know,
the judges will decide.
Now this is a game of social-strategy warfare.
- Ooh, look at our tour sisters back together.
- Yay. - Oh, my God.
- Family. - We did tour together.
- We all did. We had all 36 states together.
- And now we're competing. - I know.
- But maybe, you know...
- You know, the Rate-A-Queen is very interesting.
In my preliminary round,
my social aspect of the game wasn't the best.
- Obviously.
- I put April.
- Silky got me good.
So, in the semifinals,
I'm not gonna count on anyone looking out for me.
- I'm a little gagged. - Gagged.
'Cause that means everyone has an opinion now.
- I know.
- We all usually do. [laughs]
This is gaggy,
'cause we control the girls in the bottom now.
You're blocking my camera, bitch.
- Then move. Find another one.
- You move, you little feather duster.
Oh, I love rating. Yeah, I'm professional, baby.
I rate queens every day.
Honey, I look at them and go, trash, horrible.
[laughs]
- Jasmine, you can shut the fuck up.
- No. Did I shut up the first time?
- You'll learn. - No, I don't think I will.
- I don't think you will either, girl.
Put a cork in it, girl.
- It gets a little nerve-racking just in general
because it's a social game.
So maybe I should shut up.
Probably won't.
Now I have to be nice?
- Jasmine, go ahead and get packed, girl.
- [laughing]
- Ooh. - We got to give storyteller.
- Ooh! Oh! - They choreographed the dance.
- It's time to write our material
for the Tell Me Something Good story hour.
And I'm ready to tell a story, bitch--
Dr. Seuss style, Mother Goose style.
It is my time to redeem myself...
because the last time I did a similar challenge,
I was in the bottom.
- For this challenge, you have to be willing
to act a fool, to be a complete idiot.
And I know that's hard for you, Sam.
- I was definitely too focused on being perfect.
So, this time, we're gonna have fun.
I hope.
[laughs]
I'm just hoping I can impress the girls,
and, you know, if I'm not in the top,
hopefully the girls don't put me on the bottom.
You know? - Right.
The social aspect--
I think that we have an advantage
because there's four from our bracket.
- I hope we can use that.
- Are we going to have a Bracket 3 alliance?
I hope so, because to have the majority of the group
have my back--sickening.
- No, they're very quiet over there.
- Think they're scheming?
- Do you think they're scheming?
Joey likes to scheme.
I don't know-- Joey was, like, a little snippy
with me during Bracket 3.
And also, too, like, I am the vibe checker.
And there was something about her energy.
She was always maybe a little sly.
So, you know, I definitely have an eye on her.
- Do you want to scheme? - What are we scheming about?
- Our alliance could be, like, if you flop,
I won't put you last. - [laughs]
- Jasmine is probably the girl in the room
that I'm the closest with.
But I'm not very close with her.
I've met her maybe two or three times.
We're both from New York.
And I want to have something.
Like, I want to make sure that, like, someone knows
that, like, I'm in their court
so that hopefully they'll be in my court.
- I'm not even gonna lie.
I was supposed to give you that last point.
And I really beat myself up for that
because I didn't think I would make it to the top.
- Yeah, I know where your mind was.
- And, you know, I don't want you to think
that, like, I did that out of any malice or ill will.
I really did think I was gonna make it to the top.
- We're all here for ourselves, but, like, I am here for you...
- I'm here for you.
- In the meantime, until we get to that last second, you know.
I believe that Silky really genuinely feels bad.
So I forgive my sister.
Going forward, you know, I'm not gonna, like,
put all my trust in Silky.
But I think that she will have my back a little bit more
than she did before, when it comes to Rate-A-Queen.
- All of my challenges that I've won on "Drag Race"
have been nothing but comedy. - Mm-hmm.
- So I'm thinking about talking about where it started--
being a class clown-- and just tell some stories
about getting my ass whupped in school.
- Like, you got bullied? - No.
- Oh, your mama beat you?
- [laughing] Yeah. - She should.
- I feel strong on the stage with a mic in my hand,
so I'm excited about this challenge.
This is the opportunity for us to, like,
just relax and have fun with it.
I'm a very organic speaker.
I don't like to write a script full out
because what I have written would ultimately be
too rehearsed, and then I start to fuck up.
- I'm nervous.
- Do you have funny moments that you can talk about?
- I don't think I'm a comedian,
so I don't know how to say, you know...
knock, knock, who's there?
- [laughs]
- Yeah, like, it's just not my gig.
To tell a story to my younger self
in hopes that it will be funny--
it's kind of, like, ugh, cringey.
But I say whatever comes to my mind.
So it's, like... it could be funny.
I'm really stuck on what I want to talk about.
[stammering] I don't--I don't know.
I don't even know what to tell you.
What? Don't eat noodles?
If I could tell my younger self something...
it'll be, bitch, brace yourself.
- [chuckles]
- How are you guys?
- Oh, thank you so much for joining us for today's meeting.
[laughter] - Is this the table read?
- Yes, this is the table read.
- It's time for our table read
with Mama Ru and Evan Mulrooney
for our Tell Me Something Good storytelling time.
- Now, I'm not going to ask you to tell us
what your story is that you're gonna do on the main stage.
But I want you to tell us a story,
and then Evan and I will help shape that story,
if it needs it, into a better, tight storyline.
All right, so who wants to start first?
Now, Jasmine, your first kiss, your first car,
or your first wig.
- Ooh, let's do first kiss.
So there's this man, like a Matthew McConaughey...
- Okay. - Very, very rugged.
- Yeah.
- Always kind of, like, looking me up and down.
One day, he took me aside, and, you know--
- Where were you? What-- - I was at church.
- Oh, at church. Uh-huh.
- I was sitting there, you know, on my knees...
[laughter]
Praying that, you know, one day,
God would give me someone that could treat me right.
- It's already hilarious! [laughs]
- He held me on the chinny-chin-chin.
- Uh-huh.
- And he kissed me... - Oh, God!
- On the cheek as a blessing.
- How beautiful.
- Girl, RuPaul is loving my lies
and fables about the priest.
So, if she's giggling this hard now,
I can't wait to see how she is when I tell my story.
- And Dawn is back. - Hi. How are you?
- Hi, Dawn. Did you go back to Brooklyn?
- I sure did.
- So what was the first thing you did when you got back home?
- Oh, my God. The first thing I did was, well, went to bed.
And then the second I woke up,
I was really interested in feeding my soul.
So I got on Grindr.
[laughter]
I think this challenge does play to my strengths...
if only just because I love just say stupid shit.
- I have one question. - Shoot.
- So I'm very long-winded.
And I could tell a story, and I can add, add, add, add, add.
How do I stay within the lines but make sure
I keep the punch line and the three parts of the story?
Child, I can go and tell what each person wore,
'cause I still remember it, what they breath smelled like.
But I also be up there for ten minutes.
- I think where people go astray with storytelling
is starting to talk about things
that don't add to the story.
Don't go into this rabbit hole of embellishing things
that don't matter. - Mm-hmm.
Listening to that advice, it's very encouraging.
Especially after winning my how-to challenge
in my preliminary bracket, I know I can do this.
- You know what I want to do? I want to go around the table.
I want to say, when you think of A'keria,
what's the first thing you think of, right?
So this exercise is to give you an idea of the consensus
of how you make fun of yourself.
'Cause when I think of A'keria, I say, ooh, all that ass.
- Yeah.
- So, A'keria, when you think of Sam Star, first thing.
- Country. - Country?
What about you, Jasmine? - Cousin fucker.
[wild laughter]
- That was one time!
- That's funny, though. - Write that down.
- Jasmine, what do you think of Joey Jay?
- Chicken feathers. - Chicken feathers!
- That's the first thing I think of.
- What a bitch. - All right, all right.
A'keria, what's the first thing you think of Joey Jay?
- Two points.
[laughter]
- I'm still here, bitches.
I'm still sitting with all y'all.
I am a wild card.
So they probably don't see me as competition.
- You know, Joey Jay is gay.
- And dumb. - And dumb.
Even if you included a story of how dumb you are,
if the story-- I walked into the club--
- And I hit my head.
[quirky music]
- And you hit your head, yes.
- 'Cause I walked into the club.
I have a dumb sense of humor,
which I'm gonna 100% use that to my advantage.
- Everybody's got a notepad.
What have you been writing in these notepads?
- Love letters. - Recipes.
- My name. - I drew a picture of you both.
- Of course you did. - Thank you.
- Of course you did.
Crystal, tell us a great story.
- Ooh. Um...
I don't know.
Uh, you know, like, when you get called on by a teacher
and you're not expecting it, it's very that.
- A story about, I don't know, your first bicycle.
- I'm a visual girl. I hated English.
I always hated writing stories.
However, there is no choice but to meet those expectations
and answer the call.
It was Christmas, and me and my brother
were both gifted electrical scooters.
And before I even put my foot on the pedal,
my brother drove off the curb, face-planted.
Stands up, face bloody.
And I never rode the motor scooter ever.
- [gasps] Wow. - And I still haven't.
♪ ♪
- See, where you went wrong, Crystal...
[laughter]
In terms of storytelling in general,
we want to have a place to go, right?
Like, where can you go from there?
- I'm gonna... [stammers goofily]
Pull something out of my ass.
We're working an overnight shift tonight.
- Good luck...
and don't fuck it up.
[dramatic music]
[upbeat music]
- Good mor-ting. - Oh, my God, Tina Burner.
- [chuckles] - We're back.
Challenge day.
- Today we will tell our Tell Me Something Good stories
on the main stage.
My whole approach is making a fool of myself,
which usually runs in my favor.
- I'm feeling very good about this challenge.
I memorized it, so...
- Yeah, are you gonna be using note cards, Silky?
- No, I'm not using cards.
- No cards? - No cards.
- Love it. You, Crystal?
- You know, I'm just gonna wing it.
[laughter]
- Child, you know you playing.
Crystal is very calculated.
Sure, she was struggling in that workshop,
but knowing that old kooky, conceptual bitch...
baby, I know it's probably gonna be a good story.
I ain't even gonna lie.
- After the workshop with Ru, I got some more ideas...
- Yeah. - To spice it up.
I did some changes, some additions.
- Fucking cousins? - Exactly.
- Got it.
How are you feeling about Rate-A-Queen?
[dramatic music]
- I don't know.
I think I'm genuinely just gonna wait and see
who I think didn't do the best for now.
- Yeah. - You know what I mean?
I feel like it's so early.
- I'd like to think that my Bracket 3 sisters have my back,
as I would them.
Like, I'm just wondering if, like, the brackets
are gonna, like, stick with each other.
- Mm-hmm. I don't know.
- I don't know. - I haven't talk to them.
- But Sam's not giving me anything to work with.
So, at this point, it is a mindfuck.
I'm trying to build these bonds and relationships.
- Who would y'all consider to be your closest friend
here at the moment?
- I think...
I have a lot of people that I'm close to.
Like, I'm friends with everyone.
- Well, I'm close to A'keria because she's my niece.
- Yeah, I mean, I know Silky and Jasmine the most.
I spent the most time with them.
- How about you, A'keria?
- Kennedy. That's the closest person I'm in here.
- And...?
♪ ♪
Yeah.
- You know, Jasmine, I realize...
I just don't expect A'keria to rank me fairly.
But, honestly, I don't have any words for her any longer,
and it's because of what she said on social media.
She told everybody that I was talentless.
She talked about my weight-loss journey.
She questioned my character,
about me being a good person and a reverend.
Uh-uh. It just don't sit well with me.
- Mm-hmm.
- You have other people, too, that, you know,
like, are there for you and, like, will watch out for you,
so...
- With this whole Rate-A-Queen thing,
I'ma try to play it, for the most part, fairly,
because if I was to do some shady business,
the girls could find out
and automatically come for me next week.
- I would say I would probably be closest
to all the Bracket 3 girls,
I mean, just because we've had so much time
to get to know each other.
- Yes. - Mm-hmm.
- How do you feel like the points went down in Bracket 3?
- I feel like we were all eager to play the game,
but we didn't have very many opportunities
to be alone with someone, so, like--
- I don't know. I saw you a couple times.
- [laughs]
- Well, I'm just saying. I'm just saying.
You wanted to go there, we could go there.
- I didn't go anywhere, girl.
- Vibe change tonight. - [laughs]
- Oh, my God, girl.
- I was okay with how the game was played.
I just honestly feel like I couldn't rely
on anybody at that time.
- It seems like y'all have a lot of drama
in y'all bracket. [laughter]
- We got a little.
- Being that this is my fourth time competing,
I feel like I was put in the category of a threat
in this tournament.
So, hell, yeah, that's gonna apply
to the Rate-A-Queen situations,
because now if I don't win the challenge,
they are gonna use that opportunity
to put me in the bottom.
- My season was the first that had Rate-A-Queen.
- Ooh.
Well, did the cast vote based on performance,
or did they use a little bit of strategy?
- There were definitely friendships
taken into account, you know?
It's like, if you've known someone for years
and they didn't do a good job,
you're not gonna put them seventh.
You're gonna put them fourth or fifth.
So there's definitely, like...
a piece of dread going into this.
You know, even though me and Jasmine spoke briefly
about an alliance yesterday,
she has personal relationships with a bunch of other people.
And then the rest of these girls--
I can't trust them as far as I can throw them.
They know that I tore up Bracket 1.
And if they see a chance to get me out of here,
I don't think they wouldn't take it.
[dramatic music]
- [laughing]
[RuPaul's "Cover Girl"]
♪ Cover girl ♪
♪ Put the bass in your walk ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ Cover girl, put the bass in your walk ♪
♪ Head to toe, let your whole body talk ♪
- Mama.
- ♪ Cover girl ♪
And what?
Welcome to the main stage
of "RuPaul's Drag Race: Tournament of All Stars."
Here's the story of a lovely lady.
It's Michelle Visage.
- And that's the way we all became the Shady bunch.
- And Victoria Porkchop Parker as Alice.
- Yes, there's only one.
- Style superstar, Carson Kressley.
Do you like your stories?
- Oh, yes, "All My Children," "The Bold And The Beautiful."
Is "Passions" still on? - [laughs]
- In Slovenia, yeah.
- You can't judge a book by its cover.
It's Evan Mulrooney.
- Ru, I'm a lot dumber than I look.
[laughter]
- This week we challenged our All Stars to entertaint us
with their storytelling.
Tonight on the runway, category is
Red Carpet Realness.
All Stars, start your engines.
And may the best drag queen win.
Welcome
to the Tell Me Something Good story hour.
[cheers and applause]
Welcome, Dawn.
- Come on, Dawn. - Work, Dawn.
- Doing great, sweetie. - Good job, Dawn.
- Dawn, what words of wisdom
do you have for your younger self?
- I think what I'd want to say to my younger self
is to always savor the great times
that you have with your friends.
Like, this one time, you are at the beach house
with three of your best friends--
Amy, Sarah, and Josh, all right?
It's a beautiful, tropical, exotic location...
North Carolina.
all: Ooh.
- So I procured some marijuana, and Sarah brought the pipe.
So we start passing that shit around.
I look up and see that Josh is standing
this close to the mirror, convinced that he is a puppet.
And then Sarah, she is checking her heart rate,
convinced that it is 1,000 beats per minute.
And then Amy--oh, my God,
Amy comes up to me, her cute little ass,
and she says, hey, so I think I'm having trouble breathing,
and I might be choking.
So I called 911.
Yeah.
Hello, 911. What's your emergency?
And then I said...
help!
My friends are fucking dying!
So the cops are almost definitely on the way.
- Uh-oh. - I grabbed that jar of weed.
[gasps] I'm gonna bury it in the backyard.
I run to the backyard, and I start digging.
I bury my little weed.
I get up.
[gasps] My hands-- they're covered in dirt.
So I decide to start licking
the dirt off of my fingers.
And then...
a knock on the door.
[knock on door]
And there standing in the doorway...
is beach patrol?
Two 21-year-old dudes with surfboards.
These dudes with surfboards end up telling us
to maybe not smoke so much next time,
but that moment has taught me that I will always go
to the end of the Earth to protect not just myself
but also all of my friends.
Thank you.
- Yay. - Work, bitch.
I do like Dawn, but I could just have used more jokes.
- Thank you.
- Hey, hey, it's Joey Jay.
- Yay, JoJo.
[upbeat music]
- Joey, what words of wisdom do you have for your younger self?
- You're gonna grow up poor.
But after years of hard work, you will be older.
- [laughs] - Let me tell you about my dad.
He was a magician.
[chime plays]
[laughter]
He did this one trick where he disappeared for 34 years,
and we still can't find him.
[rim shot]
- Come on, Joey.
- The winter after I turned 18, I would sneak out,
and I would steal my mother's car.
I would pick up my best friend.
We would then drive 84 miles
to go to the club for chicken night.
That means that it's 18 and up.
I remember it so vividly,
standing there in a black velour dress.
There she was, Desiree Matthews.
She voluptuously moved her big hips and slithered towards me.
Hey, daddy, you ever choke on a hot dog with a real woman?
[laughter]
[boing]
Six months later, I finally come clean to my mom
about the club and about Desiree.
After grounding me, of course, she goes, wait a minute.
Des and I were roommates.
She used to change your diapers.
[audience gasps]
Holy shit.
I went right to that very next chicken night.
I swished my little gay ass up and down the club
and searched for Desiree like I was on a mission from God.
She sees me and slithers back over.
Hey, daddy, you ever choke--
And I cut her off from the same pickup line.
I pull out a picture, and I go, do you know this woman?
That's Mom.
She says to me, oh, my gosh, I will take good care of you.
Fast forward a year.
And she's like, Joey, you have the face for drag.
So a couple shots of whiskey later, I started painting.
Maybe this is my calling.
[chime plays]
Being the first openly gay contestant
on "RuPaul's Drag Race"...
[laughter]
Has opened so many doors for me, front and back.
[rim shot]
So, Joey, you don't need two parents.
You've had a fairy godmother the entire time.
- Yes. - Thank you so much.
- Yeah, JoJo! - Good work, Joey!
- That was funny, bitch.
- Up next, welcome Jasmine Kennedie.
- Come on, Jasmine.
♪ ♪
all: Ooh! - Damn.
- Yes.
- Jasmine, what words of wisdom
do you have for your younger self?
- Hey, Kyle...
pay attention.
I'm gonna hold off on telling you
about the time you came out as trans on TV,
you iconic little bitch.
But, instead, I'm gonna tell you
about the very first time you came out.
I was 15 years old, living in Binghamton, New York.
Living life as a boy in Upstate New York,
boys were expected to play sports.
So I went to every basketball and football game
in uniform...
as a male cheerleader! - Yay.
- Mom traveled for work, and Dad would work nights,
so me and my sister, Carly, had a lot of time alone.
One fateful night, I was playing with my mom's makeup,
putting on the nastiest smokey eye in the world.
All of a sudden, I heard my phone ring.
[telephone ringing]
♪ ♪
Hello?
- Kyle, where are you?
You're supposed to be at the school
cheering at a basketball game.
Get here now.
- Okay.
Panic ran through my body.
How could I go to school looking like this?
So I scrubbed my face, ran down to the school,
and into the gym I went,
until my classmates started interrogating me.
Kyle, are you wearing makeup?
First of all, rude.
How dare they think
a closeted male cheerleader would be wearing makeup?
Second of all, I didn't think I was anymore!
So, after all night getting interrogated,
it was time for me to go home.
And who do I see? None other than my mom!
Kyle, are you wearing makeup?
I couldn't hold it anymore.
I snapped.
Yes, Mom, because I'm gay and I like makeup!
Do you have a problem with that?
Oh, my God.
My mom stood shocked for a second,
and then she giggled.
My mom said, it's okay.
I already knew.
What?
How could you have known?
But in that moment, I was only one thing--
relieved.
I have the best mom in the world,
and I'm so happy she accepted me
for who I thought I was at the time
and still accepts me for who I am today.
You know, life can be hard, and it can be scary,
but it's even scarier to not live your life
as who you were meant to be,
'cause somewhere out in the world,
there's a Kyle who just wants the right
and the opportunity to be a Jasmine.
Thank you.
[applause] - Good job, Jasmine.
- Jasmine's story is just like her--
a bit melodramatic but sweet.
- Yay, Jasmine.
- And now Kennedy Davenport.
- Come on, Kennedy. - Come on, Kennedy.
- Damn. - Yes.
- Welcome, Kennedy.
What do you have to say to your younger self?
- Don't worry, little Ruben.
It gets greater later.
Listen, I was a class clown.
And growing up in the '80s,
we were still getting our ass whupped in school.
It was this teacher,
and she was the only person that I knew
that was on a water diet that never lost any weight.
She couldn't take me.
I would be having my own conversation
while she was teaching the class.
And this bitch just put me in the back of the classroom.
But I was still laughing,
until she just finally got tired and said,
go to the principal's office.
Now, the principal--
just picture George Jefferson...
as a woman.
And she had this Ping-Pong paddle.
And she said, since you want to act like a little kid,
I'm gonna put you over my knee.
- Ooh!
- She put me over her knee and whupped me.
Well, you know what?
The worst thing you can hear with Mama is,
don't let the people have to call me.
Y'all know what that means. - Mm-hmm.
- I need y'all help. Y'all gonna help me?
all: Yes.
- I want y'all to give me three rings.
all: Ring, ring, ring.
- Hello? Your child is acting up in school.
Oh, don't worry about it.
I'll be right there in a minute.
- Ooh.
- Okay.
[laughter] - Oh, man.
- Uh-oh, she got the belt.
- He did what, now?
- Oh. Oh.
- Didn't I tell you--
[chuckling awkwardly]
Shut up!
[continues chuckling]
I said shut up.
[whimpering]
- Oh. - Ooh.
- [groaning awkwardly]
- The moral of the story--
it's okay being the class clown.
You may have gotten your ass whupped in the '80s,
but it puts you in a place like this,
where you win all of the comedy challenges.
[laughs]
Thank you.
[cheers and applause]
- Well, now I'm depressed.
♪ ♪
- [laughing]
Welcome back
to the Tell Me Something Good story hour.
Our next storyteller is
Silky Nutmeg Ganache.
[all exclaiming]
Silky, Silky, Silky...
what words of wisdom do you have for your younger self?
- You will become an international star,
and you will owe it all to the Church.
The little nine-year-old boy you see,
we called him Big Weegie.
Big Weegie attended a small, little church
in Moss Point, Mississippi.
At this church, all the children were in the choir,
and the choir director--
she directed with a wooden spoon in her hand.
- [laughs] - Ooh.
- Y'all may know her as the choir director,
but I knew her as my mama.
- Ooh. - Okay.
- It was one miraculous choir rehearsal,
and the choir director came up to me, and she said,
I want you to lead the choir this Sunday.
And then she took that wooden spoon
and pressed it against my little nose,
and she said,
you better not cut up in front of all these folks
and embarrass me. - Uh-oh.
- Little old me was just so excited.
I get to lead the choir for the very first time.
Sunday morning came,
and, baby, I put on my white Nancy boots.
[peaceful jazz music]
[laughter] - Yes.
- The pastor said, choir...
please come up and sing a song.
I ran to the microphone, I grabbed it...
I went to the front of the church, and I said...
♪ Let the church say yeah ♪
The first lady got up, and she said,
you better praise Him, Big Weegie.
You would have thought I was Serena Williams,
the way I crip-walked all over that church, baby.
I sang, and I danced.
I said, J-J-J-J-J-Jesus.
[laughter]
The Deacon got up, and he ran around the church.
Oh, he ran.
The spirit was so high, y'all.
And then the Lord had spoke to me.
I just felt like I had to tell everybody.
So I had said in front of the church...
sexual chocolate!
- Work!
- And when I brought my head back down,
I saw my mama. - Uh-oh.
- And I knew she was gonna beat my ass.
- Ooh.
- I just started to walk to the back of church.
Sister Pearly stopped me, and she said,
you are very talented.
Don't let the foolishness outshine your little light.
And then Sister Pearly said to me,
yo mama still gonna beat your ass.
Thank you.
- Whoo. - Work it.
Good job, baby.
- Let the church say "amen." - Amen.
- Up next, A'keria C. Davenport.
- Okay, sister. [cheers and applause]
[upbeat music]
- Yes, ma'am. - There's the body.
- A'keria, what words of wisdom do you have
for your younger self?
- Now, listen, you may feel alone now,
but one day, you will definitely be seen and loved.
I was a little bitty kid.
Didn't really have a lot of friends.
So, when I got older,
pageantry became something that I felt love in.
I used to do pageants in dollar-store wigs.
I was gluing rhinestones to my skin.
I was desperate to win a pageant.
Needless to say, I was constantly losing.
I got with my gay mom.
Oh, how I love this lady. We're on the road one time.
I just did registration for a pageant.
We're laying across the bed at this little mozi-wozi motel.
And all of a sudden, she jumps up.
She says, bitch, I know what you can do.
You should let me pump you. - Ooh.
- So I'm like, okay, girl, you know,
so I can get that voluptuous shape.
We get in the car, we're driving on down.
I'm thinking we're finna go to a doctor's office.
And then, boom...
we at the feed store.
Wait, bitch. This for animals.
What are we doing here?
She said, girl, I got to get some syringes.
So we're walking. I look.
There's a rabbit needle. Okay, not too bad.
Okay, we still walking.
We get to the horse needle. - Ooh-ooh.
- Now, I know I want to be built like a stallion,
but not that bad, baby.
I get back to the hotel room. I'm excited.
She said, girl, you got to go get naked.
So I pull my drawers up.
You know how my briefs-- I was still a boy at that time.
Well, I'm still a boy now, child.
And she said, girl, you got to lay on your stomach.
So I laid her on my stomach.
And she said, I'm going to count to three.
She said, one, two...
By three, the bitch was already inside of me.
Oh, I wanted to jump up, but I couldn't,
because she had already did one side.
I laid my ass on down and got the other one.
Needless to say, still lost the pageant.
So moral of the story is,
sometimes you do things that you'll regret.
But every lesson is a life lesson.
And I don't live with any regret.
It is what it is, and I am who I am today--
fine, healthy, and free.
Thank you. - Hey.
- Come on, A'keria.
[upbeat music]
- Up next, Sam Star.
- Yes, Samantha.
[cheers and applause]
- Sam, is there anything you'd like to say
to your younger self?
- Little baby Samantha,
you're not gonna have to serve to serve.
If you couldn't tell from my outfit or my accent,
I am from all the way down in Alabama.
And we're known for many things--
denim, fringe...
cousin fucking.
Shout-out to Cousin Billy. I love you.
But if you know a lot about the South,
you know that it's like a damn religion to be into sports.
And as a little kid, I wanted to blend in,
and I tried my best to be like the other boys.
So I said, why not give sports a try?
My dad was very excited.
The first sport that I wanted to try out was soccer.
Girl, it was a disaster.
The only thing that I liked about soccer was my cleats,
because it was kind of like I was wearing high heels, okay?
Soccer is gonna be strike one.
[laughter] Damn it!
Next up, I thought, let me try out baseball.
Girl, they always made me play the outfield.
I didn't mind, though, because I did like to braid the grass.
I also didn't mind the view I got of Rickey,
who played second base, 'cause he had a nice tight ass.
- Uh-huh. - Shout-out to you, Ricky.
So that is gonna have to be our strike two.
[grunts effeminately] - [laughing wildly]
- In middle school, I said, let me try out tennis.
The shorts were shorter, and the boys were cuter.
My crush Blake played with me.
But when I found out he only cared
about hitting the balls and not on me,
I lost interest quickly.
That's gonna be our strike three.
[grunts effeminately] [laughter]
Now, little baby Samantha,
they're gonna say that you are not athletic.
But don't worry, bitch.
Just wait till you find a wig and a pair of heels,
and you're gonna realize
you're not gonna have to be great at sports
to one day become an All Star!
Thank you!
- [whistles] - Samantha.
- Yee-haw.
- Welcome to the stage Crystal Methyd.
- Come on, Crystal. - All right, Crystal.
- Whoo-whoo.
- Crystal, words of wisdom for your younger self?
- Ahoy, little sailor.
Let me tell you, life ain't all calm waters.
It's a voyage full of mutiny,
strange ports, and sea beasts.
- [gasps]
- It's 1997. I'm only six years old.
And my family's just set sail from sunny California
and dropped anchor in Ozark, Missouri.
I was super anxious about starting school.
My mom introduced me to our neighbor Danny,
who was a fifth grader with brown hair and freckles--
totally my type at the time.
And the rules were simple.
When Danny gets on the bus, you get on.
And when Danny gets off, you get off.
Well, on this particular day, Danny didn't get on the bus.
He was probably doing something sporty,
like football or wrestling.
And as I fantasized about all the cute costumes
Danny might be wearing,
Bob, the bus driver, started on our route home.
I played with my little friendship bracelet
that I'd given myself as I stared out the window,
when, suddenly, my house sailed by.
The only safe harbor that I knew, gone in an instant.
So there I am,
a city girl from California in misery,
going to who-knows-where.
Should I say something to Bob? What would I even say?
I'm only six.
Who am I to criticize this man on how to do his job?
So I clung to my backpack,
and I watched as every single child
got dropped off home safe.
And I rode until the bus went back to the bus depot.
- Oh.
- I thought, well, this is where I'm gonna live
the rest of my life.
I started going through my backpack for rations.
Score! A granola bar.
We're eating good tonight.
As I laid out all my supplies on the seat,
I was totally unaware of Bob doing final rounds,
when he looked down at me.
Well, shit, he said.
So Bob, my personal chauffeur, drove me home.
Needless to say, my mom never let me ride the bus again.
Now, little Cody, in life,
you are going to go through difficult situations
and feel lost.
You're gonna learn the importance
of using your voice so you are not left adrift.
Thank you.
- Yay. - Whoo.
- She's a land ho.
- ♪ Mother of the house ♪
Category is Red Carpet Realness.
Up first, Dawn.
- This is how they do it on Mars.
- This dress is an homage to my Emmys red carpet,
the first red carpet I ever walked.
I wore the same color-- seafoam.
- She has me sea-foaming at the mouth.
- I am cinched within an inch of my fucking life.
I literally can't breathe. My tits look amazing.
And I have elf ears on. Duh.
I feel good.
- ♪ Bitch, get back when I step on the runway ♪
- Silky Nutmeg Ganache.
Oh.
Honey, that's sexual chocolate. - Okay.
- Yes.
- Baby, I don't do spooky dookie,
but if I did, this is how it would look--
a black gothic swan.
The titties hurt. The waist, cinched.
And, baby, look at this hair.
It's a showstopper.
- ♪ Mother of the house ♪
Crystal Methyd.
Ooh. - Ooh.
- Her insane clown pussy is on fire.
- It is.
- I don't usually wear gowns,
so I am wearing a high-fashion '60s clown car
menswear-inspired suit.
My butt looks so good in these pants.
Everything is tailored to perfection.
You know what? Mama gives good headpiece.
- I would bell-bottom for her. [RuPaul laughs]
♪ ♪
- Kennedy Davenport.
The higher the hair, the closer to menopause.
- That is a fact.
- Red Carpet Realness is one of my favorite categories,
because I get to be beautiful, opulent,
and feel rich, when I'm not.
[laughs]
- Get a load of that peach.
- I've lost a little weight, so I am in this gown.
And, baby, my heart is talking to Jesus, okay?
- ♪ Bitch, get back when I step on the runway ♪
A'keria C. Davenport.
- Is that a peacock, or is she just happy to see us?
- This is a work of art.
- This is one of my favorite dresses I've ever made.
I am completely shining from head to toe.
Every petal has its own reflective rhinestone.
I have my 20-inch liquid beaded fringe for my arm.
- This looks very light. - [chuckles]
- I know Ru is asking for this dress on the inside.
You can have it for 200,000.
- And the bead goes on.
♪ Mother of the house ♪
The first homosexual to ever grace our stage, Joey Jay.
- Well, the first openly. - That's right.
- A pioneer.
- I am wearing a crystal-dripping gown
with gold detailing.
- Just your average Joe.
- I'm not just attending an awards show.
I've just accepted 18 Oscars.
I feel good, bitch.
- ♪ Bitch, get back when I step on the runway ♪
- Sham Shtar.
I wonder what Sam's cousin will think of this.
- Girl, I'm giving old-school red carpet puss.
I'm giving you big blonde updo.
But the best part of the outfit--
I have heels on my tits,
heels on my hips, matching heels on.
- Yes, this bitch is pumped.
I wonder if she used a horse needle.
- Yes. [horse neighs]
- ♪ Mother of the house ♪
Jasmine Kennedie.
- Now, that looks like a woman who can fix my credit score.
- Locks.
That's what I'm giving with this runway--money.
I have my beautiful chignon
with my little waves in the front
and streaks of navy blue and my red lip and red pumps.
- She's certainly giving me Old Holly-wood.
- Oh.
- [laughing]
Welcome, queens.
"Tournament of All Star" rules are in full effect.
Tonight I'll name the one top All Star of the week,
who will receive a cash tip of $10,000.
Then the rest of you will Rate-A-Queen
to determine the bottom two All Stars of the week.
Those two will lip-sync for their lives,
and one All Star will be eliminated.
Now it's time for the judges' critiques,
starting with Dawn.
- When I got high for the first time in my life,
I also called the police on myself.
But instead of hiding the evidence,
I told the cops that I got the weed from my mom,
which was true.
One thing I would say about the story is,
I wanted to see a little bit more embellishing
about your friends, who the dealer was,
where you got the weed from.
- It was my dad. [laughter]
- See, kismet.
- It did wander a little bit for me.
My recommendation to everybody is,
if you can get there quicker, do it.
- This look...
it's unbelievably good.
I love how it's architectural.
And it just kind of swoops and wraps around
and makes you look 10 feet tall.
- Dawn, you always know how to pull yourself together.
You have quite the eye.
Up next, Silky Nutmeg Ganache.
This look--
ooh, come on, "Ebony" Fashion Fair.
- Sexual chocolate.
- Gorgeous.
- Now, you better preach, Pastor,
because I was so engrossed in your storytelling.
- Y'all may know her as the choir director,
but I knew her as my mama.
- I was very impressed with how you held back,
'cause I know, bitch, you can go on and on and on.
Up next, Crystal Methyd.
- This look tonight--this is crazy and it shouldn't work.
But it's so beautifully crafted.
It's just fantastic.
- Yeah, in your story, that Napoleon look was dynamite.
It was so fun.
- The wordplay, the misery, Missouri--so clever.
- A city girl from California in misery.
- This was so tight and polished and professional.
- It was so heartfelt and funny at the same time.
It was that perfect mixture
of melancholy and ridiculousness
that is Crystal Methyd.
What did you leave out of the story?
- That I had started killing rats for food.
[laughter]
[quirky music]
- Glad you left that out. - Yeah.
- Up next, Kennedy Davenport.
- Ooh, Kennedy, there was so much whupping
going on in that story, but the characters were funny.
- I don't know necessarily what the big takeaway
of the story was,
but I was scared for my life
when you came out as your mother.
And the commitment to that switch was awesome.
- You certainly know how to dress for a red carpet.
Here, in this outfit, it's all there--
beginning, middle, and end.
And that's what was missing from your story.
It wasn't concise enough.
I would love for it to have been
about one very specific time
that was easier to follow, you know?
- Yes, ma'am.
- Up next, A'keria C. Davenport.
- This look tonight is art.
Who did it? - I did.
- A'keria, from every bugle bead
to every scale, it's so beautiful.
- It reminds me of a Mugler dress.
- Alien. - Yes, it is extraordinary.
- Thank you.
- I really enjoyed your story. It was such a unique story.
I was like, the feed store and all the different needle sizes.
- There's a rabbit needle. Okay, not too bad.
- I thought that was just so interesting.
But I think that behind the changing area
wasn't needed.
That kind of takes us out of the moment.
We're like, where's she going? What's she doing?
And that can get you in trouble.
- You know, it takes a lot of bravery
to tell that story and to be that honest.
It's really fascinating.
I think it's a six-part HBO series, honestly.
Up next, Joey Jay.
- So your storytelling--
that gag with the sound-effect machine...
we were all hysterical because of it.
Your writing is top-notch. - Thank you.
- And I just think maybe getting away from the cards
would have helped a little bit.
- I think having the cue cards
along with the sound board was brilliant.
I loved the idea of, like, the, like, real coordinated, okay...
- Yeah, play to your strengths. - Perfect.
Keep it stupid, girl.
- I think this look tonight is gorgeous.
For me, I would have liked a black shoe,
only so it brings out the chiffon.
But it's just really pretty, Joey.
- You know, Joey Jay, "All Stars" is designed
to lift up some of the girls who didn't get to shine before,
and you are the perfect example of that,
and we are all here for it.
Up next, Sam Star.
- First and foremost, you...
had me at "cousin fucking."
I was in. - Your story was fine.
I was just craving a little bit more detail.
How did football go? How did soccer go?
Just make it more authentic to you.
- I think tonight this is so fun, this is so quirky--
the heels that you have on this dress.
I think for me, the length is bothering me.
I feel like it should be to the ground
or a little bit shorter.
But this color looks gorgeous on you.
- Thank you. - Jasmine Kennedie.
- Your story ended up being really heartfelt.
I actually really loved your performance.
It felt very theatrical.
- There's a moment
where you sat down and answered the phone,
and it felt very film noir to me.
- Hello?
- Dial T for trans.
Yes.
- I charge big bucks every minute, okay?
- You look like one of Truman Capote's swans
who all the other wives hate.
- They do. - Hate to love.
And I loved your story, too. It was really good.
- Thank you so much.
- Thank you, All Stars. I think we've heard enough.
Based on your
Tell Me Something Good performances
and your Red Carpet Realness runway presentations,
I've made some decisions.
[dramatic music]
Tonight you all captured our imaginations.
But the greatest story ever told was by...
♪ ♪
Crystal Methyd.
- Ah!
- Condragulations.
You're the top All Star of the week.
- Thank you so much.
- You've won a cash tip of $10,000,
courtesy of Clutch Glue,
the original fashion glue.
- Love it.
- For the rest of you, it's time to Rate-A-Queen,
MVQ edition.
You'll rank your competitors from top to bottom.
And the bottom two
will lip-sync for their lives.
So, while you Rate-A-Queen,
the judges and I will play dirty charades.
You may leave the stage. - Bye.
[engine turning over]
[suspenseful music]
- It's time for Rate-A-Queen, and I am terrified, girl.
We have to rank the queens from top to bottom
and that is going to decide
who is going gonna be lip-syncing this week.
I'm so sorry to my sisters in advance.
- Never thought I'd see this shit again.
There's a small part of me that just wants to be really messy.
Based on the critiques, I could be at risk here.
Yeah, I'm going full strategy here.
- Okay.
I'm nervous that the girls might put me in the bottom
because I'm the wild card.
And that could make me an outsider.
So let's play the game.
My number-one MVQ goes to Kennedy Davenport,
because I know my ass isn't gonna lip-sync
against her tonight if the girls are gonna be shady.
- My number one, Joey Jay. Her set was very funny.
- My number-one MVQ... - My number-one MVQ...
- Is going to Sam Star.
Her efforts were shown all night,
even though the judges may not have agreed.
- My number-two MVQ, Jasmine Kennedie.
I love how she told her story.
- My number-two... - MVQ...
- Joey Jay, 'cause I thought Joey Jay was gonna win.
- My number-three MVQ, Sam Star.
Even though the length of the dress was god-awful,
I still think she looked beautiful.
- My number-three MVQ, A'keria.
- My number-four MVQ, based on critiques,
Silky.
My number-five MVQ, I'm gonna say Kennedy.
The one person I would look out for would be Kennedy.
But because of her critiques on the runway,
I really can't do anything too obvious with saving her.
That'll put a target on my back.
- My number-five MVQ, A'keria.
She's the one that I'm trying to edge out of the bottom.
- Even though I love her to death,
my number-six MVQ is gonna be Kennedy.
This might be our only opportunity
to have her in the bottom.
She's a fierce competitor.
- My number-six MVQ will go to Dawn.
I was just underwhelmed.
- My number-six MVQ, Dawn.
- My number-six MVQ, A'keria,
because mama had a runaway out this world.
But at the same time,
I didn't laugh one time during her story.
- And that's the tea.
- That is the tea.
- And that's... - The tea.
- It's the motherfucking tea. - Wish me luck.
- And that's the tea.
[clicks tongue] Shut up.
- Welcome back, All Stars.
Your fellow queens have made some decisions.
[suspenseful music]
Based on the Rate-A-Queen results,
the bottom-two All Stars of the week are...
♪ ♪
Kennedy Davenport...
and A'keria C. Davenport.
I'm sorry, my dears, but you are both up for elimination.
The rest of you may step to the back of the stage.
all: Thank you.
- I love y'all.
♪ ♪
- I love you. - I love you, too, bitch.
♪ ♪
- Two All Stars stand before me.
Ladies, this is your last chance to impress me
and save yourself from elimination.
The time has come... [thunder rumbles]
For you to lip-sync
for... your... life!
♪ ♪
- I hate that I have to lip-sync against my niece
because it's not gonna be easy sending her home.
But the lip sync is mine.
- As Davenports, we both have an understanding
of what it is to compete,
so I'm gonna have to come twice as hard
because I know what she's capable of.
Ms. Kennedy, I'm going to throw the kitchen sink
at your ass tonight.
- Good luck...
and don't fuck it up.
[energetic electronic music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ All my life ♪
♪ On a search to find ♪
♪ The love who'll stay for eternity ♪
♪ The heaven sent to fulfill my needs ♪
♪ But when I turn around ♪
♪ Again love has knocked me down ♪
♪ My heart got broken ♪
♪ Oh, it hurt so bad ♪
♪ I'm sad to say love wins again ♪
♪ So I place my heart under lock and key ♪
♪ Ooh, yeah ♪
♪ To take some time and take care of me ♪
♪ But I turn around ♪
♪ And you're standing here ♪
♪ Standing here ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ No, nobody ♪
♪ No, no, no, no, no, no ♪
[vocalizing]
[all exclaiming, laughter]
♪ No, no, no - Come on!
- ♪ No, no, no ♪
♪ No, no, no ♪
♪ No, no, no, no, no ♪
♪ No, no, no, no ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ ♪
♪ Nobody's supposed to be here ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Oh, yeah ♪
♪ I've tried it over and over ♪
[vocalizing]
♪ No, no, no ♪
♪ Nobody's supposed to be here ♪
♪ Came along, and you changed ♪
♪ Yeah, my heart ♪
♪ Oh, no, no, no, no, no ♪
♪ Nobody's supposed to be here ♪
♪ Came along and changed ♪
♪ My mind ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ ♪
[cheers and applause]
- Oh, my God.
[suspenseful music]
- Y'all better start the semifinals, bitch!
- Now that is a lip sync
for the herstory books.
All Stars, I've made my decision.
♪ ♪
A'keria C. Davenport, shantay, you stay.
- [gasps] Thank you. - Wow.
♪ ♪
A'keria, you may join the other girls.
♪ ♪
- Good job. - Thank you.
- Kennedy Davenport,
you are and will always be
a legendary queen.
Now...
sashay away.
- Thank you.
♪ ♪
- Kennedy. - I love you, Kennedy.
- We love you, sis. I'm sorry.
- Well, damn it. I missed it. [laughing]
- I'm gonna miss you. - You too.
- I feel like I did very good in this tournament,
and I was a real contender and a threat.
But the book is not done.
It's not finished. It's just another chapter.
It's always the girls. - [chuckles]
Condragulations, All Stars.
And, remember, if you can't love yourself,
how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?
Can I get an "amen" up in here?
all: Amen.
- All right, now let the music play.
♪ Good luck, and don't eff it up, up, up ♪
- ♪ Good luck, and don't ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't, unh ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't eff it up, up, up ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't ♪
♪ Good luck, baby ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't eff it up, up, up ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't ♪
♪ Good luck, baby ♪
♪ Good luck, and don't eff it up, up, up ♪